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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Sept 21, 2005 15:32:39 GMT -5
" Well this move went extremely well. Now I have a place to practice the darker arts and plot my revenge on those opporunists."
Lilyth stood atop one of the castle towers overlooking Lake Nerius. The Keyra copy stood by her emotionless, the grounds around the castle was filled with the walking dead. The air so full of evil that no sun or moon light could make it thru.
" My Lady the humans was successfull in returning the assasssins. And your numbers grow as the days go by, we now have a squad of ogres, trolls, and even orcs at your disposal."
The teir'dal rose to his feet and was dismissed by Lilyth.
" Have the twins brought to me... i wish to know what information they shared while captive."
"Yes My'lady it will be done." He stated before returning inside.
Shortly Kasha and Mirra came up to meet Lilyth.
"Tell me of what did you tell them?"
" We told him lies and half truths." Mirra blurted out
" Yes but what is going to please you most is that Nikkii defeated the princess.... we saw her fall victim to her spell. Phelan also appeared injured and Loveless was present still."
Lilyth smiled at the news. " So Loveless did his job.. and better than I thought they are at each other while we gather strength here.... "
" Lilyth... we want another shot at Phelan... he disgraced our name."
" In time children... the next time it will be three on one.. this puppet will help tilt the odds in your favor.. in the meantime I think I will wake a special appearance to Phelan... have a wizard ready a portal for me."
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Sept 30, 2005 17:58:54 GMT -5
Lilyth went down to her main ceremony chamber with a handful of ogres, orcs and trolls. There was a wizard standing there ready to start at Lilyth's word.
“Start the spell and locate Phelan...."
The man immediately started and within moments there was Phelan standing there with another teir'dal man. Lilyth nodded to him to complete the portal and sent the detachment thru. They seemed to appear from thin air directly in front of Olantar and took him to the ground with ease. Phelan found himself surrounded by them and started to fight them. The sling on his arm slowed him greatly as he swung his sword; soon he was grabbed from behind and pushed into the portal. He fell to the floor in the ceremony room to an all familiar laugh. The remaining detachment stepped back thru with the portal closing after.
“Welcome Phelan and lapdog.... welcome to my island. I trust you will behave yourself long enough for us to talk?"
The twins stepped into Phelan's view along with the Keyra copy, all armed with the sicking green colored blades. Then the warriors around them stood armed as Lilyth smirked now showing fangs of her own.
“You won't be able to pull those fancy moves that you are known for here if you try anything they will kill you for sure." Lilyth said stepping beside the three rouges.
“Milord forgets me an escape.... the house and the boy... needs your protection."
Lilyth seemed to float over to Olantar and took him by the neck and lifted him into the air.
"I wonder if your blood is sweet or if it is ruined ..... Anyhow I am not wanting you its is your master ... who has been touched by the dark father. Phelan, I want your seed to create my own little avatar unless you wish to give me that boy."
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Post by Phelan on Oct 3, 2005 18:52:25 GMT -5
Phelan looked at Lilyth and weighed his options. His arm was feeling much better and quite a bit of the feeling had returned to it. Most more than likely he could fight his way free of them since they were thinking him hampered. However leaving Olantar would be leaving behind probably the greatest asset to his house that was only mere months away from being reinstated. What of the child? he thought. The child and Naldany had been used against me many times now. My feelings for them are a weakness. I can't relinquish the child to her, he is far too powerful for that, there were other ways of using him. Phelan looked to Olantar dangling from her grasp.
"First off Lilyth, why don't you put down the Captain of my Guard and have a civil conversation? I mean after all it isn't as if we are going to be leaving anytime soon right?" Phelan said diplomatically. "This would be better discussed over a bottle of wine would it not?"
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Oct 3, 2005 20:00:51 GMT -5
" Oh glorious....!!" Lilyth left Olantar fall to the floor hitting with a thud. " I am so happy to hear that you are giving into good reason.. But You might be just attempting to trick me so you will be disarmed for the moment."
Kasha and Mirra went to Phelan and unclipped his swordbelt then went and did the same to Olantar. Lilyth snapped her fingers and had Phelan and Olantar taken upstairs to her dinning chambers. The guards kept Olantar held tightly as the three rouges stood closley behind Phelan as they made him sit at a small table with Lilyth.
" My dear boy.. My powers continue to grow and soon I will be ready to take what is mine. That child possesses power greater than my own and channels them from the directly from the dark father himself.... I want that for myself and you can assist me in that. And also the twins behind me tell me that you darling wife was struck down by that halfbreed priestess... is that true?"
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Post by Phelan on Oct 4, 2005 23:11:34 GMT -5
Phelan saw that what she said she believed wholeheartedly. However she was nervous having Phelan there, he could see the slight glisten of a fine sweat upon her brow and her hands.
"The fate of my consort is not the topic of discussion is it? Please take no offense to what I am about to say, but if the Dark Father himself wanted to put a blessing upon anyone it would not be I. I am merely a sole survivor of a long forgotten house that is trying to find his way in Neriak. Growing up on my own engrained in me the need to survive, so I did. If you think that I can some how win you favor with Innorrukk you are looking to the wrong person." Phelan said.
Olantar sat quietly looking straight ahead, his jaw set firm. Phelan could tell by the small twiches in Olantar's arms, almost unnoticable, that he was ready to fight if that is the route Phelan chose.
Phelan began weighing his options as Lilyth responded.
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Post by Darlena O'seth on Oct 5, 2005 12:40:40 GMT -5
A sharp sent of death had over taken Darlena's nose and Darlena grabbed Aduan by the arm and lead her to te hallway.
" Darlena where are we going? What is it." Adaun said clutching Aramis.
" Quiet... I smelled something and I herd a commotion." They turned the corner and saw what looked to be where a scuffle had taken place. Darlena knelt down and took a sniff. " Your brother was here and Olantar as well.... And I smell orc..... trolls..... ogres..... and the undead.. I think we was brwached and they was taken, it must have been Lilyth.."
Dalrena went to Phelan and Naldany's room and looked in. Naldany was sleeping peacefully and the room undisturbed.
" I'm going to Seriak Adaun... I'm leaving you in charge of Naldany in my absence I won't be gone very long ... Make sure the guards on my mother's chambers stay alert I don't want Loveless or her escaping."
Darlena rushed to her room and grabbed her sword then met with the detachment and within moment was bound for seriak.
On Felstar island
"You are overly modest boy, I have herd word that you had met with him before on a couple cases. My husband knew that as well..... "
Lilyth tensed with anger after she mentioned her former husband. Then a goblin approached her and whispered something into her ear. This seemed to make her happy as she glanced over to Phelan then stared at Olantar.
" It would seem that the dog girl is comming here. Possibly in hopes of taking me by surprise.. or rescuing you. I don't have the intention of keeping you here.... in fact I was going to return you home. So where is Nikkii, if the princess was struck down and the lycanthrope on her way here? This doesn't seem the planning of a halfbreed .... the waters around this island are well protected you see my minions are already beneath the water and will sink any boat that comes this far and drown the surviors. So tell me what really occured and I might set you free in time to save what might be my last remaining obstacle."
Kasha, Mirra, and the doll unsheathed there blades and smirked at Phelan.
" Oh coarse I will take the life of her myself after my minions sofen her up for me..."
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Post by Phelan on Oct 8, 2005 17:04:07 GMT -5
"Lilyth... why do you insist on threatening me and my associates? I have been nothing but cordial with you since we have been here. You have no idea what I have gone through to carve my way into Neriak life and you have no idea how much I will give to keep it." Phelan said.
Olantar looked at Phelan with curiousity and horror at the same time. He was wondering if Phelan was about to write him off.
Meanwhile outside a shadow flitted back and forth moving as a blur, unseen by the living or the dead. The assassin was beginning to tire of shadowing Phelan, but his master had bid him to keep an eye on him and ensure his saftey. The problem was the task became increasingly more difficult the more Phelan talked. It seemed to the Assassin that this Phelan had quite a knack for getting himself into trouble. This time the sorceror had to create a portal for him to catch up to the ever moving Phelan.
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Post by Nikkii O'seth on Oct 9, 2005 14:12:31 GMT -5
" I take it by marrying my granddaughter in-law.... or helping the half breed KILL my husband... I'll tell you this there is a spy in that church... in fact she helped make that darling outfit you wore to that dance. And I assure you your sister isn't a match for her and the other one that is dwelling within the house."
Lilyth sat back in her chair and had some wine poured for Phelan. Kasha and Mirra went over to Olantar and flipped him out of his chair. The doll tossed his weapon to him, and two orcs readied there spears on him.
" Well Phelan your captian shall entertain us since you refuse to tell me what I wish.... if he doesn't do a good job I will send word to my spy to kill your sister and your wife...... You know this spy worked for my husband and still has a job to finish. Tell me whhat I wish and I will send you back in time to stop that lycan from comming to her death."
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Post by Phelan on Oct 10, 2005 18:46:19 GMT -5
"Olantar, hold. Do not fight." Phelan said and sighed heavily. "How can I trust you to let us leave? I have no love for Nikkii nor do I care what happens to her, but I do care about my own neck and my captains as well." Phelan said to Lilyth as he swirled the wine and inhaled the aroma of it.
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Post by Naldany O'seth on Oct 11, 2005 10:26:13 GMT -5
Lilyth smirked and sipped some of her wine as she sat on the table near Phelan but still keeping her distance. She continued to look Phelan over as she thought on his tone.
" So Nikkii is also incapacitated...... or otherwise not an obstacle for the moment? I love the political attacks that Neriak offers. You know that if she is not dead you soon will be after she is on her feet once more. Even though she isn't of noble blood she has made certain allies within the counsil.... the dirty old men that they are."
She watched Phelan drink his wine and she refilled his glass for him.
" Do you hate me? I nearly turned the princess into a beast.... But I gave you my warning and I will send you on your way... I can read your emotions and now know that if I am to reclaim that house I must finish the women of it off."
Her wizard opened a portal back to Seriak. The doll of Keyra pulled Olantar to it and stood ready to toss him through it.
" There you can go home it's nearly sunrise and the lycanthrope is probably almost out of Neriak territory and into Seriak... but I shall have my assassin do her work and kill you injured princess.... and to be fair I will send my word by courier."
With that Lilyth wrote her order on a parchment and handed it to a teir'dal man that left immediatly. Olantar eyes widen and he jerked from Keyra making them both fall though the portal. Once on the other side they both drew their weapons and was at a stand off. Keyra sprung into action swinging for Olantars head. Lilyth threw Phelan's weapons into the portal.
" Well she is a bit slower that the real one but it looks like you have a new wall to cross you better get a move on." Lilyh said with a smile as she backed away from Phelan to her bodyguards.
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Post by Phelan on Oct 11, 2005 18:17:47 GMT -5
Phelan ran for the portal and launched himself into the air as he dove in. From the shadows of the room another form darted for the portal and the blur entered right behind Phelan as the Portal closed behind it.
Phelan tucked as he rotated through the air and hit the ground in a roll that brought him over his sword belt which he grabbed as rolled by. He gracefully came out of the roll behind the imatation Keyra and belted his swords on. Phelan fluidly drew his swords from their scabards as he caught movement from the corner of his eye.
" You?!" He said as the assassin moved into position around Keyra also.
"There is no time to talk, fight!" The assassin said in his gravely voice.
I will have to remember to thank Patryas if he ever emerges in the near future Phelan thought as he caught Olantars eyes briefly and nodded.
Olantar started a swing with his sword but dropped it at the last second and scooped dirt from the ground and flung it in the imposters face. The imposter moved quickly throwing her arms in front of her face to shield her eyes. The assassin darted in with his dagger and pierced the imposter between the ribs. Phelan then moved through with a flurry of blows that was meant to wound not kill. Blood leaked from the imposters side and from the precise cuts that Phelans swords had left as he moved by her. There was no reaction at all from the imposter, no cringing, whimpering, not so much as a grimace. Phelan, Olantar and the Assassin exchanged glances realizing this wouldn't be as easy as once thought. The imposter pressed in with a flurry of her own that had Olantar back on his heels and the Assassin on the defensive as Phelan tried to find an opening in this creatures form.
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Post by Naldany O'seth on Oct 11, 2005 20:41:33 GMT -5
The imatation looked her wounds over, a slug flowed from her ribs then reached for a small vial. She poured some of the substance into her mouth and tucked the rest into her tunic. Once more without emotion she pressed hard at Olantar attempting to take his balance from him. The assassin took a swing at her head to which she had easily avoided and attempted to spilt the fluid she held in her mouth on him. He had passed by her with only a narrow margin to spare.
" Take care to watch for that..... that is poison she has in her mouth."
The imposter then leaped at Phelan her blades shimmered green. Phelan met her swing for swing although the courier got closer to Neriak as Darlena neared Seriak. Phelan managed to sweep kick her off balance but she retaliated with another spray of poison. Before she could get up Olantar pierced her leg and she got him in the arm. The venom from her blade could be seen spreading fast.
"Stop fighting me... I will poison you all." The imposter said coldly. " This one will not last a day."
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Post by Phelan on Oct 11, 2005 22:40:32 GMT -5
Olantar reeled back clutching his arm to his chest with a cry of pain. He flexed his fist and looked on in horror as his hand was fast becoming a shade of purple. His fingers were begining to lose feeling in them.
Phelan pressed a flurry of blows toward the imposter as she tried to stand with the sword still in her leg. The imposter blocked all of the blows perfectly, but could not stand. The assassin quickly darted past the imposter striking two more blows to her chest, with no affect. She quickly recovered pressing Phelan and then the Assassin expertly switching between the two to keep them at bay. Spectators had gathered watching the event. The crowd was breathless as the three fought displaying some of the best swordsmanship and martial skill ever seen on Norath. Phelan would flip over the imposter and strike while in the air as the Assassin darted in underneath, the imposter somehow managed to stay standing regarless of the amount of damage dealt.
Olantar had back out of the fight completely watching in horror as his arm went from one shade of purple to another. It wasn't long before the color had crept across his face, Olantar knew that Nikkii was his only hope of salvation and that he had to help Phelan win this fight so he could get back to the house.
Phelan threw himself into a spin allowing his swords to extend out straight, much like a childs toy top. The Assassin darted in again while the imposter parried Phelans attack. This time however his blows severed the tendons about the imposter's left knee. The Assassin quickly tumbled past the action in a graceful roll and Phelan pressed his attack further. Blows rained down upon the imposter putting her off balance as she blocked. Phelan ended his rain of blows with a side kick to her chest that sprawled her across the ground.
She was unfazed by the many nicks and cuts that oozed blood. However she flailed like a fish stuck on land as she tried to stand. She tried to bend the knee but it wouldn't respond, She finally got propped up on her other and forced herself up to her feet and her bent inward at an unatural angle and it was accompanied by a sicking crack as the remaining soft tissue tore free. She toppled to the ground with her calf at a 90 degree angle to the rest of her leg.
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Post by Naldany O'seth on Oct 12, 2005 14:14:36 GMT -5
The eyes of the imposter still showed not signs of pain or anger. The crowd was cheering the three as the battle looked like it was over.
Darlena, Delrini and the others from the detachment has stabled their horses and was drawn by the crowd. The group pushed their way through the crowd till they saw the fight.
The imposter continued to struggle to her feet as Phelan and the assassin watched. Out of the water crept two of Lilyth's zombies, they moved to the impostors injured body and merged themselves with her regenerating the damaged tissue. Without blinking the imposter Keyra was up and pressing an attack against the assassin. Darlena was confused by what she was seeing.
" My Lady look Olantar is down.." Delrini said as she rushed over to him.
At that moment the assassin was sent to the ground thanks to a kick the imposter had landed on him. She was starting to adapt to the fighting styles they presented. Phelan attempted another leap over the imposter, but she anticipated this and met him mid air. They both fell to the ground but the imposter was up faster and charging Phelan once more. Phelan had righted himselfand was prepairing a counter of his own. Just as she neared him a flash of crimson paseed infront of him and the imposter was being tossed away from Phelan.
Darlena slung her hair back and clutched her beheader as she stood infront of Phelan.
" Looks like Keyra came up with some new tricks... this looks like old times huh Phelan. How is your other friend over there and I thought Keyra was a lycanthrope like me."
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Post by Phelan on Oct 12, 2005 18:19:34 GMT -5
"First off what are you doing here? and second that isn't Keyra it is some kind of creature..." Phelan said. Phelan reversed his grip now holding his swords like ice picks. The Assassin joined Phelan and Darlena, he nodded to Darlena as he prepared for the imposters attack.
"How long can we keep this up?" The assassin asked Phelan in his gravely voice.
"I don't know, this thing doesn't tire and it isn't phased by its wounds." Phelan said as his mind whirled to find a solution to overcoming this beast.
"Olantar isn't doing well, look." The assassin said pointing to Olantar who was clutching his arm to his chest.
Olantar was relieved when it seemed the creature was immoblie. He watched in horror as it some how sturggled to its feet again and its wounds were removed as two zombies merged with her. He could feel the burn of the poison working it's way through his veins. His cheeks felt as if he were standing in front of a fire. He wiped the sweat from his face and drew his sword with his good hand and moved to join Darlena, Phelan and the Assasin.
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