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Jamie Boggett
(Cappucina)
6/17/2012 10:16:58 AM
PostID: 423592
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Jamie feels the effects of some sort of torture spell - one she didn't know existed. Her skin is on fire - her bones feel like they are breaking. She can barely control her flailing, wreathing body and hurts herself in her reaction to the spell pain. She tastes blood in her mouth.
She doesn't understand how this is happening. She missed something - some clue. How can this be happening in a room full of allies? She knows of illusions - and some of this has been illusion - and she knows of mind effecting spells and she thinks somehow there are spell tricks - either an illusion that Carillo can't see through or that this itself is all spellwork.
She tries to disbelieve this situation and counter a spell with her will alone.
Secure Rolls:
will save vs. touch 1d20(9)+12 = 21
will save to disbelieve 1d20(13)+12 = 25
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Game Master
(Rasgorn)
6/19/2012 2:31:54 AM
PostID: 423633
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Jamie blinks a moment, feeling the pain and realizing it's nothing she can't handle. It was more the initial shock of the spell than the actual pain itself that got her. As she focuses, she also realizes the Templar and the devil aren't trying to hurt or sexually molest her as they run their hands over her body, under her shirt and brassiere, and down her pants. They are searching her, touching and checking for hidden things in her clothes and on her person. She watches them for a moment while she catches her breath and concentrates on the magic in the room. There is a weaving of several different Illusions cast by three different mages and all enhanced by either the room itself or some kind of magic placed on the room. Jamie gets the definite sense that the walls and the ceiling she just wrecked, were designed with this kind of spell crafting in mind. She can pick out her old foe from earlier, the Snake woman mage and two, possibly three of her apprentices/coven working illusions with the definite intention of seperating Jamie from the others.
Jamie is not sure what Carillo and Mugwort are seeing, but she is certain they don't realize her predicament. They are not just getting fooled by the illusions, but by the way the very walls of the room refract light and distort sight. They are still calmly, in a sure-handed, meticulous manner killing minor devils and shadow monsters. That is until Ru gets near and yowls at them. Didier, Carillo, and Ricula turn at once and immediately charge towards her.
Jamie feels the devil give her a sharp pinch in the side, trying to roll her over in order to get at her haversack. Easy does it, let us not harm Jamie anymore than necessary. You don't want me to hurt you anymore do you? Just let us do our work and we will leave you, otherwise, you know the rest. You are tired and weak and not fit to fight anymore... The Knight's words are warm and soothing. Jamie feels like melting into them....
Kahvi takes a quick glance around then charges the Templar and winged devil. She sees Jamie's raven fly over her head. The Erinyes stands quickly to meet Kahvi, shrieking in fury. Kahvi leaps and twists in mid-air to avoid the devil's sword swing and lands right on the fiend's chest. Kahvi's blade drives hard and sharp into the creature before sliding off a rib. The Erinyes wings flap against Kahvi's back, more a distraction than anything else. Kahvi's second attack misses, her aim thrown off as the devil rises off the ground and takes them both high into the air, almost to the ceiling. The devilwoman smiles then snaps her head forward like a viper. Kahvi jerks her head back and feels just a whisper of the fiend's fangs against her neck. She hears Ru roaring in her head and behind him, Didier and Ricula.
The Templar Knight sits back, his honey-voice rolling over Jamie like warm bathwater. She feels drowsy and feathery light, almost like she is floating....CAW! CAW! Jamie! Jamie! HRH shrieking caw flashes her conciousness. Jamie sees the Templar abruptly sit back on his haunches, wiping Crowshit from his visor and helm. HRH is flitting from the Templar's head to his shoulders, then back to his head. She can see HRH's shit hit the visor, spattering through to the man's face and mouth. He is eating crow for certain. She can hear him sputtering and shaking his head, trying to get it out of his mouth and clear his visor.
OOC-Neither Kahvi nor Jamie took any damage this round or had any spells successfully cast at them.
Secure Rolls:
T kn3 attack 1d20(10)+7 = 17
Erinyes attack 1d20(12)+8 = 20
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Jamie Boggett
(Cappucina)
6/20/2012 8:10:00 AM
PostID: 423672
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Jamie grabs her magical crystal dagger and lunges at the templar - taking advantage of HRH's shitting in his eyes and the man's obvious distraction. She goes for his throat and neck. She's never used a dagger before, except to peel and chop up apples. But, using a dagger is fairly straightforward. There's only the armor she has to get past, she has to aim for the exposed flesh, and she has fairly good hand eye coordination. He's moving around though, shaking his head, so she needs to be somewhat lucky he doesn't move his armor in the way of her stab.
Secure Rolls:
dagger attack 1 1d20(8)+8 = 16
attack 2 1d20(8)+3 = 11
possible damage 1d4(4)+5 = 9
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Kahvi Moonshade
(Tigra)
6/22/2012 12:05:14 AM
PostID: 423680
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There was not much Kahvi could do but wrap her legs around Erinyes to keep hold as the devil takes flight. She also wraps her free hand in the devils hair yanking as she once gain stabs the creature with the dagger she had in her other hand. She hears Ru, glad that he was back but at the moment she was a bit busy and sort of in a bit of a predicament as well.
OOC: Sorry for the delay, but I keep having issues with the site and unable to get to it.
HP: 50/36
AC: 30
Red scarf: Protects the wearer from gases, heat and frost when wrapped around the head and face, adds +3 to SA against those things.
Secure Rolls:
A1 1d20(19)+13 = 32
D1 1d4(4)+6 = 10
A2 1d20(19)+11 = 30
D2 1d4(2)+6 = 8
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Game Master
(Rasgorn)
6/22/2012 12:32:51 PM
PostID: 423705
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OOC-I've had troubles getting access to the site lately.
IC-The erinyes shakes her head, trying to loosen Kahvi's hold, so it can bite her. Kahvi stabs the devil in the throat and dark purple ichor spills over her dagger, hand and down the devil's belly. She stabs again, this time ripping open a large, deep, gash below the fiend's collarbone. The erinyes right hand bursts into bright flame. Kahvi blocks the devil's arm as it tries to burn her eyes. She can feel her eyebrows curl and small singes around her ears and forehead.
The two of the whirl in the air in a jerky kind of spin until they crash into the ground, momentarily knocking the wind from both of them.
Jamie's attacking lunge surprises the stunned Templar. Her blade stabs him before he realizes she is attacking.eaaaargh!His loud, garbled shriek of pain carries across the room. Jamie stabs again, this time missing as he lowers his head, causing her dagger to slide off his helm. She sees Carillo trip from some magic spell and catches just a glimpse of Drogo chopping the quasit in half out of the corner of her eye when The Templar delivers a sharp blow to her sternum with the handle of his dagger, knocking the air from her. For a moment she gasps as spots flash before her. The Templar has now grabbed hold of her with one hand is trying to wrap his other arm around her throat and choke her out.
OOC-Kahvi took no damage that round,but is still in combat. Jamie took 12 points of non-lethal, subduel damage. And is now grappling with the Templar.
Secure Rolls:
Erinye attack 1d20(1)+8 = 9
TeKn3 attack1 1d20(12)+7 = 19
TeKnattack2 1d20(8)+3 = 11
TeKn subdual damage 1d8(8)+4 = 12
TeKn3 grapple 1d20(17)+10 = 27
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Kahvi Moonshade
(Tigra)
6/22/2012 8:54:22 PM
PostID: 423716
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Kahvi shakes the daze away and does not even hesitate as she attacked Erinyes again. She was now in a very foul mood and it was getting worse by the moment. She just wanted all this to end. She just wanted to get a nice hot bath and to relax. But nooooooooooooooo! Some jackass decided they want to throw the world into chaos.
HP: 50/36
AC: 30
Red scarf: Protects the wearer from gases, heat and frost when wrapped around the head and face, adds +3 to SA against those things.
Secure Rolls:
A1 1d20(8)+13 = 21
D1 1d4(4)+6 = 10
A2 1d20(9)+11 = 20
D2 1d4(1)+6 = 7
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Jamie Boggett
(Cappucina)
6/23/2012 8:13:14 AM
PostID: 423724
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Get Carillo, go get Carillo, bring him to me. Tell him I'm in danger. Scream for help at him for me. Jamie mentally screams at HRH. HRH was supposed to keep an eye on things outside. He must have sensed her predicament and flown in to help her. He is a really great little raven.
Jamie struggles and kicks at the Templar, cutting at his wrists while his hands are on her throat, trying to cut through the tendon that allows one to squeeze. If you let your hand hang loose, then push hard with your thumb on the soft part of your wrist, you can move your fingers. Jamie figured that out through play, bored on a long cart ride, when she was young. That's where she cuts and saws him.
Secure Rolls:
dagger 1d20(4)+8 = 12
dagger 1d20(12)+3 = 15
possible damage 1d4(3)+5 = 8
This post last edited on 6/27/2012 7:48:58 PM
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Game Master
(Rasgorn)
6/27/2012 7:34:11 PM
PostID: 423882
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Kahvi and the she-devil roll across the floor, grasping and stabbing and grabbing at one another. The devil just misses grabbing Kahvi's face with her flaming hand. Kahvi counter strikes stabbing under the sternum and ripping up. A welter of black ichor pours out, burning Kahvi's gauntlet and scalding her upper arms, chin and neck. Kahvi pulls away, stands on one knee and drives her blade down through the devil's forehead.
More coming.....
Secure Rolls:
Erinyes attack 1d20(13)+11 = 24
Erinyes attack2 1d20(2)+6 = 8
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Game Master
(Rasgorn)
7/1/2012 1:47:53 AM
PostID: 423906
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The Erinyes writhes on the floor, her head pinned to the stone by Kahvi's dagger. Her arms and legs flail desperately at Kahvi no longer trying to hurt Kahvi, but just trying to get loose. She lifts her legs up, trying to lock them around Kahvi in order to pull the elf off. Kahvi shakes loose, then sees a small silver cross touch the Erinyes cheek. A white flame erupts, burning the fiend's head to hot white ash.
Kahvi blinks for a moment to clear her eyes from the smoke and ash before she sees one of the Templar's shaking the grit off his silver cross and holding out his hand to her,I am a friend. I know that is hard for you to believe, but it is true. She then hears Ricula's tired voice,He speaks the truth Kahvi. Sir Densimor has done good service this day. Ricula has bent down to one knee next to Kahvi. Her armor is covered in burn and acid marks with scores small dents over the whole. Ricula though looks tired but well, none the worse for all the fighting.
Jamie winces as the Templar squeezes her throat and bangs his helm hard into the back of her head. They roll over and she hears him hiss and spit as she cuts his wrist. Hot drops of his blood fall on her hands. He rolls over onto his back, releasing Jamie's neck and holding her tight to his stomach. Jamie sees Carillo and Drogo, blades raised and ready to kill. Behind them, she sees Didier kill one of the lesser Snake Priestess' while Mugwort reaches over and picks up her lantern, shining around the room first, and then on her and the Templar. He grips her tight to him, holding her protectively on top of him like a shield. Carillo, Drogo and Didier surround them, all looking for an opening to kill him without hurting Jamie. She hears him rasp out,I die, she dies! We now breathe as one! My freedom for her life! Jamie twists and turns, as a powerful necromantic enchantment seeps through her. She feels the Templar's breathing, his heart beating, matching her own. She gasps as her rib cracks, her face takes a dagger across the cheek and one of her wrists starts bleeding just like his. She can feel him wince as her wounds become his as well. She realizes they are starting to breathe together and their hearts are taking on the same rhythym as the enchantment completes its circle. She can also tell, Carillo, Didier and Drogo don't believe him for a second.
OOC-Kahvi took no real damage that round, just superficial burns like curled eyebrows and such. Jamie also took no more damage, yet. She has to SA Will DC 21 to ward off the Necromantic spell of the Templar
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Jamie Boggett
(Cappucina)
7/1/2012 9:00:00 AM
PostID: 423910
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Jamie is very close to warding off the spell, so close it almost makes her scream when she feel the strange effects take hold.
I believe him. Let him go, she rasps out to Carillo through her bloody mouth. Her neck is bloody too - from the wrist wound she inflicted on the AntiTemplar while he tried to choke her. She looks like hell and she feels terrible.
She would rather live than kill him out of spite and go down with him - but the self destructive thought did cross her mind. This one doesn't seem worth dying for - it would be a stupid move. She should probably get his name.
I don't even know who you are. We share a heartbeat for how long? Jamie figures that as soon as his wounds disappear from her body she will be in the clear.
Secure Rolls:
will save (possibly protection from evil is still running) 1d20(8)+12 = 20
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Kahvi Moonshade
(Tigra)
7/1/2012 6:07:22 PM
PostID: 423923
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Kahvi was determined to kill Erinyes and was not going to let the creature slip from her grasp. When suddenly Erinyes turns to ash. Her head snaps to the side as she glares at the Templar. She hears Ricula but says nothing as she stood up. She was covered in blood, burned, looked like hell and was in a foul mood that even made Ru cringe. She picked up her bow and turned to look at what was going on with Jamie.
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Jamie Boggett
(Cappucina)
7/1/2012 6:38:11 PM
PostID: 423924
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Jamie has an inkling of a plan that would involve killing the Templar and sparing herself.
She has cast protection from fire upon herself in response to the fire attacks. Could she kill the templar by fire, if he lets her go, and live through it because she is protected from damage by fire? Or, are their heartbeats truly connected and if his stops so does hers? She tries to reason that out as the scene unfolds from what she knows about magic.
Secure Rolls:
spellcraft 1d20(8)+19 = 27
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Game Master
(Rasgorn)
7/5/2012 4:51:36 PM
PostID: 424030
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Jamie feels the strange spell, gets a sense of it's weave and realizes it hasn't closed, not all the way, not yet anyway. She also knows the Templar didn't cast it. It came from some object on him. She is not sure what though, because it is hidden under his armor. If the spell's circle had closed properly, she would have been bound to him for a year and a day and possibly longer. As it was, she knew the spell affects would only last the next hour. Unfortunately she was bound to him as he claimed. Anything that physically happened to him, happened to her and vice versa. If she burned him to death, she wouldn't suffer any burns, but she would die with him. The converse was also true, any healing or restorative magic used on one, would heal the other as well. She could sense his strong clerical powers(7-9th level cleric, domains of Destruction and War), and knew he was almost out of spells himself. He wasn't as close to death as she(he has 38 hp still)but he wasn't as tough either. She was faring with her wounds far better than he.
Carillo and Didier had both stopped. Didier looked over his shoulder and gave a smile, most likely to Kahvi. Carillo bends down next to her, taking one of her hands in his and gently touching the burns on her face with his other, healing them slowly, easing some of her pain.
Kahvi stands up looking towards Jamie and the gathered folk around her. She can tell something is up. One of the Templars, a known enemy was sitting there with Raven shit all over his visor and helm, and that was it. He wasn't attacking anyone and nobody attacked him. She sees Didier turn and smile at her, like nothing had happened, like this was just another fight they had just won. She could see burn marks on his neck and blood seeping from a tear in his shoulder and another along his wrist. She couldn't see any other wounds on him. He waved at her to join him, still smiling.
Jamie, I have heard of such sympathy spells before. The Judicators know of the Byzantines and Palmyrians sometimes using them to insure treaties and such. Can you tell much about this spell? Can we break it without hurting you? Can we dispell without him knowing or hurting you? Would shackling him hurt or hinder you in any way? Carillo's voice is low and soft, like his touch, deftly healing soothing her pained face and neck. He speaks in Finnish, a language the Templar doesn't know.
Didier turns and walks slow and warily over towards Kahvi. She can tell he thinks she is possessed or under some kind of enchantment by the way he holds his blades low and ready to block or strike. For someone who didn't know him, they would think he was just walking over to say hello, not wary or concerned at all. His smile looks sincere and warm and welcoming. And it could be, it's hard for Kahvi to tell right now, but he is a consumate actor and they way he holds his blade tells a truerer story. Kahvi can tell Ricula and Ru are thinking the same thing.Kahvi are you well? I hadn't realized had thick it had gotten for you. I thought, well come, let's get you healed and something to drink and eat.
OOC-Carillo healed Jamie for 11 points
Secure Rolls:
Carillo heal 2d8{(1)(5)}+5 = 11
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Kahvi Moonshade
(Tigra)
7/6/2012 4:49:32 PM
PostID: 424058
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Didier turns and walks slow and warily over towards Kahvi. She can tell he thinks she is possessed or under some kind of enchantment by the way he holds his blades low and ready to block or strike. For someone who didn't know him, they would think he was just walking over to say hello, not wary or concerned at all. His smile looks sincere and warm and welcoming. And it could be, it's hard for Kahvi to tell right now, but he is a consumate actor and they way he holds his blade tells a truerer story. Kahvi can tell Ricula and Ru are thinking the same thing. Kahvi are you well? I hadn't realized had thick it had gotten for you. I thought, well come, let's get you healed and something to drink and eat.
Kahvi just watched as Didier approached. Her face was void of emotion. There was not even a slight hint of smile upon her lips.
”Do I look well,” she says her voice too void of emotion. ”You thought what?”
Her slender burned, blood covered hand reached out wrapping around one of Didier’s blades. She felt it bite into her but did not even flinch from it as she pulled the blade towards her heart.
”Are you going to plunge the blade into my heart if I prove false?”
She hurts and was tired, but most of all she was tired of all the mind games and deceit.
This post last edited on 7/6/2012 4:51:18 PM
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Game Master
(Rasgorn)
7/15/2012 12:18:46 PM
PostID: 424353
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Didier eyes her warily, even more cautiously than moments before. He doesn't even try to pull the blade away. He holds it there, looking her over,Kahvi, why speak so harshly? Have I wronged you in such a way to deserve so? I thought you had no foes to fight. Everytime I looked back I saw you standing and shooting with no foes about you. We saw the same for Jamie as well. Didier doesn't take his eyes off of Kahvi, but nods at Ricula,Tell her Ricula, you saw what I saw, tell her before she does something foolish like kill herself.
Of what we saw of you, or thought we saw, Didier speaks the truth Kahvi. Now both of you put the blades down. There are no foes between us and none of..
Didier cuts Ricula off,You are not false-hearted Kahvi, of that I am certain. If you had fallen under some evil influence, you know I would do whatever was necessary to heal you. Even if that meant hurting you in the short term. I certainly hope you would do the same for me. I don't think that is the heart of your anger though Kahvi. What more ails you?
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Kahvi Moonshade
(Tigra)
7/15/2012 4:54:09 PM
PostID: 424359
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"I am tired of all the mind games and deceit," Kahvi says as she lets go of Didier's blade. "I am tired of fighting a war on all fronts. I am tired of everyone coming after as if I am suppose to know why. Everyone knows the secret, except for me apparently." She growls, "What is so important about me that every demon, dark elf, orc and anything else in between seems to want to get there hands on me? It was no random act that Jamie and I were cut off from everyone."
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Jamie Boggett
(Cappucina)
7/17/2012 10:32:28 AM
PostID: 424416
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Jamie shakes her head, at Carillo, It isn't a sympathy spell - it has nothing to do with emotions - it is some sort of binding. His wounds are mine, his heartbeat is connected to mine. His stops, mine stops.
She turns to the templar she has just battled and is now bespelled with and asks, What do you want?
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Game Master
(Rasgorn)
7/20/2012 3:11:11 AM
PostID: 424568
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Didier's shoulders straighten and Kahvi hears his back crack as he stretches and pulls his blades away. He looks over his shoulder at where Jamie and the others are gathered in a loose semi-circle. When he turns back to Kahvi she can see a dark shine of determination in his black eyes,There are so many questions like that Kahvi, sometimes I believe too many to ever answer. Who knows why someone or somethings find you valuable? I know why I do, he reaches out to her as he speaks and slowly brushes her bloody cheek with his knuckles. His touch is feather light,These answers, well, we can spend our days looking for them or we can spend our days making our own choices and not following or letting others dictate to us. I think we have spent too much of the last year or so reacting to what others do. It is time we start acting and making it clear we are not puppets on a string.
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Carillo searches Jamie's face for any other sign of distress or possible outside influence. When he is satisfied, he stands up, lifting her with him and holding her close,If you are too weak to stand, I'll hold you up Jamie. If you start feeling dizzy or faint, lean on me. I think it's better we stand and look down on him when we question this man.
The Templar is sitting there trying to look as dignified as possible while wiping his visor and helm clean. He doesn't look the least bit nervous or concerned about his predicament. He is surprised when Jamie asks the first question, clearly not expecting her to address him and takes his time answering her,Lady Boggett I presume?I am Sir Bernard Le Bovier of Guyenne in service to the Count of Auxerre, the Lord of Anjou and his most Holy, Father Lotan of the Church of the West. As such, I expect to be given all due courtesy during our time together. As you have probably figured by now, you and I are now twined together for the next year and a day. What happens to one, will happen to the other. My suggestion is for you to come with me to see the Holy Father himself and find some common ground between us, so that we may join forces in stopping the Armies of the Dark Sun. I know, am aware you have had some small victories in the course of your campaigns over the last few years, but now, you must come to realize...well M'Lady Bogget, you are but a flit of a witch and hopefully have enough sense to realize you can't possibly stand against the Dark Sun on your own. Hopefully you can see 'our binding,' as the beginning of a fruitful alliance and a return to the Church and the ways of the Saints.
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Kahvi Moonshade
(Tigra)
7/22/2012 9:26:03 AM
PostID: 424663
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Kahvi just stood there in silence. Her body felt heavy now, as did her eyelids. She was exhausted. She could not remember the last time she even had reverie. Now it felt like sleep was taking hold of her due to being exhausted and hurt.
"I need to rest," she says softly as her eyes closed on its own and she could feel her body began to fall.
The adrenalin had stopped and the last bit of strength she had was now sapped from her. Her body was doing what it needed to do . . . rest.
This post last edited on 7/22/2012 9:26:52 AM
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Jamie Boggett
(Cappucina)
7/26/2012 10:05:35 AM
PostID: 424903
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Jamie smiles at Sir Bernard Le Bovier's words. There isn't a chance in hell she will be going to see Lotan with him, and finds him amusing for suggesting it, but she nods once at him and says, I'll consider your suggestion. She needs to keep him somewhat complacent for as long as possible...if he's going to be her prisoner for a year and a day. She doesn't care if she has to keep him in a cage eventually, but for now he can think he's on some sort of level field with her.
It's a dangerous world. Until we decide where to go next, you and I will stick together. We have a vested interest in watching each other's backs. If I die...so do you, right? Interesting spell. Did Lotan himself teach you this necromancy? He cast it in a desperate attempt to survivie....so he must want to live. She needs to count on that for a while until she can figure out how to keep him close, safe, contained, and easily monitored. She's sure she can figure out something...but just not when she is so frikkin' tired.
Jamie is deeply exhausted and hurting, both from the awful torture spells and blows to her from a mace as wells as from the magic drain she did to herself to cast so many spells today.
Just like Kahvi, she can do no more today. She needs to see a healer and she needs to find some sort of easy nourishment, like broth (nothing where she has to chew because her teeth and jaw are aching) and she needs to sleep. In any order really - she'll do any of those things right now and nothing else.
She remembers something and asks, Where is Vintronus's nephew. Did anyone keep an eye on him. Please tell me he fought on our side and then survived this today.
This post last edited on 7/26/2012 10:15:41 AM
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