Ulanor/Legend of the Marked Ones

[RavenLord]

Ala's Farm(First Group)

Farmhands give Razajin a confused look, but the older one gathers his wits and frowns. "You have guts stranger, coming over here and threatening my boss. Now back of before i put a hole in it you." he says in a gruff voice.

[Reaver]

Razajin takes that threat as a cue for the bloodshed to start. Razajin charges at the Farmhand who threatened him and aims low to cut his stomach open. "Why don't we see if you have guts." He chuckles as he swings his sword.

[daxtinator396]

Sig is quickly ready and alert his cross blade in his hand and ready to be thrown,"You kill hima nd it will be your last act. Both of you. Don`t tempt me." He says looking at Razajin and Alcor.

[MiscChaos]

"Dammit." Clife mutters to herself and gathers herself to cast Heal if Razajin connects with his blow. If not, she'll just Smite the asshole holding onto her staff.

[RavenLord]

Ala's Farm(First Group)

Farmhand barely has time to raise his pitchfork in his defense, not that it helps as Razajin's sword snaps it in two, though it deflects its sword enough and instead of spilling farmhands guts, he wounds his leg. Ala stares for a moment in confusion. Also the farmhand who has been tending to horses raises his head from his work to see his fellow farmhand getting attacked.

[Reapergod36]

Azshara looks to the sleeping priestess. She gives her a sensual smile. She nuzzles the priestess' cheek as she hugs the priestess.

[Reaver]

Razajin looks at the farmhand with bloodlust and victory in his eyes. "Ala you better give me the damn horses for free and load them up before I kill all your damn farmhands." He points his sword back at the old farmhand ready to deliver the coup de grace.

[MiscChaos]

Considering a leg wound not horrible enough to warrant a Heal, Clife instead Smites the asshole still holding her staff to get him to let go. Looking back at the farmhand, she decides to scrap her previous action and Smite Razajin instead.

[daxtinator396]

Sig grows angry and calls upon his goddess, the huntress Naileen,"Make this shot true." He cries as throws his crossblade at Raza`s sword hand.
(Is that how one invokes an aspect?)

[napsii]

Astrid groaned with distaste. Basically what she'd expected. Not precisely in the mood for a petty squabble, she decided she'd rather separate herself from this battle than dick around with these morons.

She looked to Ala, holding out some coins.

"Really. I don't want any of this shit." she insisted, looking disappointed.

[Zender_Solarheart]

Alcor deftly dodges off of Clife as she casts Smite, knowing she'd do that eventually. It's as if he was just trolling her until her patience snapped. "Ooh, fiesty. I like that. I think ol' Raz can take the farmers, though, so I'll just keep an eye on you lot. Anyone up for rock-paper-scissors?" He jests, holding up his Force Gauntlet hand in an open palm, daring someone to try and attack him.

[RavenLord]

Azshara looks to the sleeping priestess. She gives her a sensual smile. She nuzzles the priestess' cheek as she hugs the priestess.

Ayla's Bedchamber(Azshara)

Ayla doesnt wake up though her body is warm. As Azshara hugs her, a voice intrudes her mind, a very familiar one. "So finnaly awake then. And look at you, trying to enjoy her some more? Didnt you have any of her body, though i must admit, she is one hot piece." Pip says.

[Reapergod36]

So I see you are still in contact with me. You sent a dog demon to do your job? I must say i'm a little disappointed in my servant imp. Azshara tries to communicate in her mind. While continuing to lovingly nuzzle and hug the priestess.

[RavenLord]

Ala's Farm(First Group)

Everything happens so fast. Razajin manages to deflect the crossblade but it leaves a small wound on his arm, piercing his armour though it doesnt hinder him. But as Alcor dodges away from Clife's charge, he leaves Razajin's back open, thus Clife catches him from behind. She manages to strike him, his staff glowing with power, and her strike manages to send Razajin tumbling forward, and burning his back a bit. Still Razajin is nowhere near done as his power reserves are yet to be used.

Meanwhile Ala watches as strangers fight in front of her farm, when Astrid talks to her, she looks at her blankly.

Ayla's Bedchamber(Azshara)

Actually i just sent the blood, you did the job yourself, dont you remember mistress? Pip says then giggles.

[Reapergod36]

I do, I wasn't speaking of that job. I meant the collection, the fun you were allowed to have Azshara said planting a kiss on the priestess' sweet lips.

[Reaver]

Razajin slowly gets up laughing. "You guys are really going to need to try a lot fuckign harder if you want to stop me." He looks at Clife and chants. "Oh great Phoenix Lord, Muagan Ra set this bitch on fire. IGNITE her!" He snaps his fingers in Clife's direction hoping the fires of his god consume her whole. "Alcor if you would could you please take care of the guy of threw this blade at me?" (=ignite)

[MiscChaos]

In counter to Razajin's spell, Clife bows her head, looking like she's praying. "My White Lady, I pray that you heal the damage done to this vessel so I can continue my quest." she mutters. (=Heal)

[Zender_Solarheart]

"Alright, Raz." Alcor calls to Razajin, then looks at Sig with a mischievous smirk. "So, wanna arm-wrestle?" He holds his Force Gauntlet up in an arm-wrestling position, as if he were serious...but in actuality, he's just doing some pre-battle taunting. First sight of him tossing that crossblade, however, and Al's gonna dodge accordingly, and give him a little surprise in return...

[Lady Foxy]

The faint beams of sunlight pouring into the room brought Kaythleen to shift around on the bed, hugging a space which should have been occupied.. A space which; was now.. Empty..

Her hands grasped the sheets as she whimpered in her sleep, wanting her lover's company and warmth while she slowly began to wake up to a fresh new morning. The sunlight wasn't anywhere near her. Her sensitive skin shouldn't be all itchy then. Kaythleen screamed lowly when she fully noticed that Bomani wasn't at her side, less holding her and making her feel safe.. That reminded her of.. Azshara. She shook her head, holding her forehead with her right hand as all of those memories now brought her guilt and a nasty headache. When was the last time she had seen Azshara?.. Back at the ship? The docks?.. She couldn't tell.

A sudden rush of wind passing by her naked, smooth skin made her realize that putting her clothes back on might be a nice idea. She sat on one edge of the bed, seeing that she was at least wearing her underwear. The time for searching for Bomani would come later. Kaythleen stood up, putting on her suit and pulling her hood just in front of her eyes.

How she looks:

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Kaythleen sighed when she was ready to go, missing Bomani's warm chuckles.. Where had he gone to..? She walked over to a small table and grabbed her coin purse, hiding it smoothly somewhere in a pocket. Grabbing the peach and sniffing it first, finding it alright before beginning to give it soft curious bites. She opened the door with the keys, smiling faintly at the room where Bomani and her had spent a couple of very fun moments.. But that was days ago. Closing the door back again when she stepped outside, having made sure she carried all of her things with her. Placing the key in some other hidden pocket.

Kaythleen dropped the keys on a counter and left the Inn, yawning quietly as her suit covered her fully from the Sun. A quick glance around here and there. There was bound to be something or someone helpful around these parts, that book the Time Keeper had stated for her to find was still around.

[daxtinator396]

"Alright asshole lets tango." Sig says twirling his blade in his hand. He looks about studying him testing him with a feint.