Ulanor/Legend of the Marked Ones

[Zender_Solarheart]

Alcor simply chuckles at Sig's attempt to provoke a first strike. "Well, you see...that would be quite the slick move if you...well, could actually make a slick move!" His chuckles grow louder, almost to the point of a full-bodied laughing spree. This chump thinks he's going to fall for such an old trick?! Get serious, man! "Here buddy, lemme give you a crash course on real intimidation..." he sneers eagerly, while holding his Force Gauntlet up in front of his face, palm open...

Suddenly, space appears to distort in an unpredictable manner closely around Alcor. The people around likely wouldn't recognize it, but the distortion appears as if their vision was a TV screen, and Al's being surrounded by pitch-black glitches in the display. "Dark Penance, 1st degree." he mutters with a sadistic bite in his words, as a thin, crooked black line zips out of his palm, and towards Sig like a bolt of dark lightning. Unlike lightning, however, it is not made to smite him to a crisp; no, this is Alcor's own spin on the classic =(Pain)= spell. Unless the target finds a way to block it, this spell will fill them with the combined pain of all his previous kills: feelings such as his gauntlet dragged across the face, or those sharp fingertips slowly, sadistically boring their way into the chest to rip out the heart. It's all compressed into about 2 seconds as well, meant more as a "warning shot" for Sig, instead of anything truly tactical.

[daxtinator396]

Sig quickly dodges to the side attempting to aviod the black bolt of... something,"Great Huntress lend me sight beyond sight!" He calls opening and closing his eyes quickly.(=Catseye)
(Now the fun begins :3)

[RavenLord]

Ala's Farm(First Group)

On Razajin command, flames come to life and cover Clife, though very thin, they still burn, inflicting pain and harm on her flesh. Skin begins to blacken and smell of cooked meat fills the air. Fortunately, before flames get too far, Clife's eyes glow and a silver light washes over her. Her wounds start to heal, her skin renews herself flames covering it dissappear. Unfortunately, clothes covering her arent so lucky, burned and blackened, some still burning, though somewhat her scarf is undamaged and unaffected by flames.

Meanwhile power of catseye flows into Sigs eyes. His eyes glow green and when looks at Alcor, he is able to see his murderous intent, backed up by his cruelty. But thanks to his catseye, Sig now can predict Alcors move to an extent which allows him to dodge Alcors modified pain spell fully.

Ayla's Bedchambers(Azshara)

"Ah, you mean that. Well actually my hellhound friend was there to collect reward in case i didnt get well and blte the dust. Since i am well, i will collect the reward myself." Pip says. "So why are you still wasting time with that sack of flesh. I mean, i though you would be eager to reconcile yourself with your mistress." Pip replies.

[Reapergod36]

*I just need to get her to give herself to me willingly correct?* Azshara said petting the high priestess' hair.

[Reaver]

Razajin grins even wider as Clife heals herself. "Good I was hoping that you would be a little more of challenge. Now the real fun begins." he pulls his sword up and starts running at Clife. He zig zags towards her in a attempt to avoid any magician coming his way. When he reaches her, he spins his sword around and aims for Clife's waist, knowing his sword will cut right through her mage robes.

[Gorbaz]

Observatory

Mayleen had stood, impassivly, to one side of the group as they had been summoned to the realm of the Keeper. She had been in mediataion when she had felt the soul-deep chill, before appearing in the grand dome. She had also stood by, and listened to them squabble amongst themselves - the one called Razajin becoming the centre of her focus when he suggested killing other Marked Ones, before they were all whisked away. He sounded like a butcher, and she made a mental note to not face him head on. A quick stab in the back when he's not looking would do, if they met again and he became a bother.

Finally moving, Mayleen knelt down before the Keeper and bowed her head in respect to his power. "What task would you have me do?" she asked in a voice entirely too sweet

[RavenLord]

Memphis-Kaythleen

It is new day on the streets of Memphis. Kaythleen is greeted by the sight of people going their everyday jobs, chatting with each other and alike. Streets are clean as always despite the count of people living on it. Memphis is a lively place.

Observatory-Mayleen

Keeper focused his gaze down on Mayleen. I didnt send you with others, with a reason. You see, i sent down another group before you. I want you to search for them, gather remaining ones and get them back on the task i gave them. For this cause, i will also grant you one boon of your choosing, it should be something small, but it shall be granted nonetheless. Keeper says.

Ayla's Bedchamber-Azshara

But you already did mistress, last night. Now that all remains is to see if Dark Serpent accepted you back or not. Pip replies.

[daxtinator396]

Sig twirls his blade once again grinning like a loon now that he has an advantage Alcor does not,"My my aren't you a murderous one. All that hate can't be good for you!" He taunts and then swiftly throws his crossblade aiming low as he charged forward drawing his short sword from his back.

[MiscChaos]

Clife gives a little sigh of relief when Heal finally kicks in and she stops burning. It wasn't exactly a pleasant sensation and she'll have to go clothes shopping later. She pats the flames away while Razajin zig-zags towards her like a set of stitches she might have to put into someone. When he moves to strike, she moves her staff blade to intercept the blow, knowing it'll only buy her like a split second with her strength, and mutters, "Oh, white lady, I ask that you strike down my enemy with your mighty power." (=Smite), throwing her free hand into Razajin's face to cast the spell.

[Gorbaz]

Observatory

"I understand" Mayleen said, not rising from her bowed position. "I am not much of a diplomat. If you would consent to grant me some icon, or weapon which proves I am on a mission directly from yourself, I'm sure it would help". She cast her mind back shortly to when the group were assembled in the room. In her minds eye, she went from one to the next, to the next, noting everything that she could about their physical similarities. The only thing she could see, was the scarfs

[RavenLord]

Observatory-Mayleen

Then i will send one of my minion with you, to help her. Keeper says, then makes his hand a fist, when he opens it, there is blue blue bird in his palm. He will help you. Now go! Keeper commands and feeling of dislocation returns to Mayleen.

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Mayleen wakes up in a room, which is fairly decorated. Sunlight gets into room from open window. There is a table and chair closeby. On table is a coin purse and next to it stands the bird, his head under his wing.

[Lady Foxy]

Kaythleen took a deep breath and sighed, deciding to this time climb up onto the rooftops of the buildings, trying to get to one tall enough where she could see most of what was around her. After all, if she were to steal some 'goods' again she would need an escape route. Preferably, the docks would be great. But swimming would be tiresome and risky. Stealing a horse would be even better, riding off away from the city as she'd keep her loot safe.

[Gorbaz]

Feeling that coldness seem into her suddenly, and her head swimming due to loosing any sense of direction, Mayleen rolled forward as her senses rebelled due to both the lack of stimuli, and abundance of chilling sensation, until it was suddenly replaced with the kiss of fresh air. With a groan, she staggared back to her feet and opened her eyes, taking in the sudden change of surroundings

[RavenLord]

Memphis Rooftops-Kaythleen

There arent any buildings that are really tall around, though most roofs are flat, making it easy for Kaythleen to walk on them. Though rooftops gives a pleasent wiew, it doesnt make it any easier to look for details. Still, Kaythleen can see a couple of jewel merchants and some nobles.

[Reapergod36]

Azshara lays back in bed and closes her eyes. Trying to commune with the serpent goddess.....

[Lady Foxy]

Kaythleen lowered herself down on the edge of a rooftop, scanning her surroundings as she noticed the jewel merchants and the nobles. No sign of Bomani, whom she was determined to find even if she searched the whole world back and forth. She had forgotten her current thoughts though, whether to pickpocket the nobles or steal some treasures from the jewel merchants.

Then, reality hit her like a hammer. ''Wasn't he in the guard?.. Maybe they'll know if he's there..'' The wondering Kaythleen thought as she set her eyes on the jewel merchants. Well, she had to obtain today's food after all.

Kaythleen stealthily found her way down and back into the streets, walking up to the jewel merchants and examining their precious wares. ''Ooh, pretty.. I wonder which one's my sister would like for her birthday..'' She muttered quietly, but loud enough for any merchant to hear. They always loosened up when potential customers were around. Hmm, even better.

[RavenLord]

Memphis, Innroom-Mayleen

There isnt much around. Her gear is placed on a chair next to her bed. Her clothes still on. As she wakes up, bird raises his head and looks at her. Finnaly! a voice chimes.

Ayla's Bedchamber-Azshara

At first, it feels empty. Though slowly, sometging forms and fills it. Presence of something dark and powerfull. So, my little girl is sorry? How cute. a smooth voice fills Azshara's mind.

Memphis Marketplace-Kaythleen

Merchant she is looking at turns to her with a smile. "I am sure she would like one of my mine, come, come and see." he says. Inviting Kaythleen to come closer and look at his wares. Another couple of nearby merchants also turns to her though say nothing.

[Zender_Solarheart]

So, this Sig chump can read the emotions in Alcor's eyes...interesting. Though, he seems off on a note or two. "Hate? No, that's glee, patchy-boy." He taunts back with a wicked grin, seeing Sig toss his crossblade for a low-bound strike, then take a stance that suggests he'll charge in close for a melee strike. Well, Al got a good view of his back when they were at the Keeper's place, so he knows about that short-sword already. That means he has two strikes to evade, which he does so in the following manner:

Alcor hops over the crossblade in a calm, almost liesurely manner, though he makes sure not to get his ankle caught on the rear-swinging edges. He then moves in to divert Sig's sword strike, be it slash or thrust, by ducking down and palm-striking upward against his arm with the Force Gauntlet. The temptation to sap some of Sig's strength with a Drain spell crosses his mind, but for once, Al decides against the temptation. Sig's goody two-shoes attitude is just too damn fun to mess with, and he'd be shortening that fun if he drained his strength manually like that. He does, however, issue a little mini-banter here: "Now you see me..." Alcor also keeps his wits tuned in for when that crossblade curve-balls back, ready to kick-flip off of Sig and out of harm's way, while taunting: "Now you don't!"

[RavenLord]

Ala's Farm-First Group

Razajin's charges, his weapon drawn. He closes in quickly, with a speed unexpected from someone his size. Clife manages to take step backward, saving her own life, Razajin's sword cathces her, dealing a nasty wound, from her right shoulder to left flank, causing her to fall on her knees, though when Razajin closes in for a second strike, she manages to lunge forward, grabbing Razajin face and smiting it. For Razajin, it is unpleasant. He feels his face burn, along with his right eye, causing him great pain, though he endures it. Though his face is pretty much intact, he is unable to see from his right eye.

Alcor fares a little bit better, though he manages to dodge crossblade first time, it returns earlier than he expects. Before he gets closer to Sig, his crossblade catches Alcor in the back, and only a reflexive sidestep saves him from getting cut in half, instead wounding his right flank and drawing blood. Meanwhile Sig manages to get close for a strike.

[Reapergod36]

"You didn't need to abandon me when I needed you most, you know." Azshara said sternly, but was careful not to order her mistress. "I am apologizing. Having such a shy plaything was fun while it lasted. Now she's just a slave." "Priestess... How are you feeling?" Azshara asked.