Eru'tan

1. Eru'tan

   #81

   Nurin approached that blackened, stone-like object and more specifically - the runes which adorned it. His eyes widened in shock at the sight of these runes - Few knew of these runes - they were lost from an ancient civilisation some several millenia ago - even only some five people in the tower of inanus - which devoted their lives to the mystery of magic - were able to decipher such runes!
   Nurin ran a hand from right to left along those runes - reading them in the way which they are meant to be read, and uttering their language softly, "D'unarin 'ki tholoth arean dumal..." He blanched slightly at these words - they were the same words in which those on the uppermost floor of his former workplace used to hold the demons they had summoned. He backed away slightly from that alter-like block and glanced to the others warily, "I would not touch those if I were you... breaking a word from these runes would cancel this spell of holding. And this is a powerful spell... Nobody would waste so much energy for such an incantation unless it was needed - its keeping something at bay." Of course, some may think Nurin had no idea what he was talking about - after all, none of THEM could read those words, and that was the finest quality silver used to craft those runes. Either way, Nurin backed up several more steps, to the back of the group - His features, which were normally cheerful, and perhaps a little idiotic, were now a mask of worry.

2. Eru'tan

   #82

   Ami cautiously stepped into the room.
   "Maybe Nurin and Gray are right." She shivered, "I don't think we should take anything." Turning her attention she peered at the runes upon the wall. They seemed so delicate in their silver state. She walked up to the wall, looking hard at the runes, as if she were deciphering them. She picked out two characters that looked familiar, but she had no clue what they ment. She wiped one clean as she traced it with her finger.
   I wonder what could be so important as to go through so much work.... She thought to herself. Ami turned and looked at the others to see their reactions to the runes. The general echoing of the chamber was hurting her ears as she wished everyone would stop shuffling around. She turned back to the rune, and memorized it.

3. Eru'tan

   #83

   "Nonsense!", Seth said as he took out his sixth rune, "These things are made out of a good silver, Go aheead, take a few...No harm'll come to ya." Seth said as he took out a few more of the runes.

4. Eru'tan

   #84

   Nurin actually releases a faint gasp at Seths words and actions, and he falters several steps further back from that alter-like object. He glares at the large man, shaking his head, "Fool!" Funny - not long ago HE was the one acting the fool - now this 'wise' barbarian corrupted a spell! Nurin shifts his gaze back and forth over the room, awaiting to see any effects, and begins to relax slightly upon seeing nothing immediately happen.

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   #85

   Ami froze. He couldn't have! she watched Seth take more runes off of the wall. "Are you crazy!?" she scolded. and then she stopped, something was terribly wrong, she could feel it. "This isn't right, you have to put thoes back." She shook her head uncontrollably. She was getting scared, scaring herself. She backed towards the door. If something did appear, she'd be able to get out of there if she needed to.

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   #86

   Gray stepped back, considerably startled. A dirty gray feather drifted out of her long coat, presumably jarred from some hidden pocket. Then she looked around. At least three of them, herself included, were remarkably tense. Nothing had befallen Seth when he moved the runes, and it was possible nothing would. Gray didn't usually let her nerves get out of hand, though.

7. Eru'tan

   #87

   "Jeez...you guys are wierd...oh well." Seth stopped when he got about half-way around the room. "Well...If you don't want me to continue I wo..." Seth was cut short by a seering beam of light, that cut through the vision, almost all of the group, of the group.
   When their senses came back, the group was before a block of stone in the center of the room. It had runes around it, but it pulsed with light...the light continued to pulse, not really seeming to change. It just sat there, glowing.

8. Eru'tan

   #88

   Nurin gave a soft curse under his breath, shaking his head, "You damned barbaric clod!" The man sighed - certainly this was a change to the light-hearted, foolish Nurin earlier. Worry etched upon the lines of his forehead and he took steps back further still, until he was next to the wall. The gleaming flash of light flashed, and Nurin just turned his head to one side so as not to be temporarily blinded, and his gaze turned back to that stone block, peering at it fearfully.

9. Eru'tan

   #89

   OOC: Is any one here, have any kind of cleric-like ness? Or some god they devote themselves to?
   
   IC: The square block of stone continued to beam with light for several minutes before anything happened. It slowly grew in intensity. The light slowly grew in intensity as well as faster pulses. The stone grew hotter as well. The runes on the block began to boil and melt. The entire block soon started to melt....slowly sinking to the group. As it started down it began to reveal four skeletons. The block quickly melted down to the ground. Leaving four skeletons with shields and long swords. Once completely free they began to move...

10. Eru'tan

    #90

    OOC: Nurin may believe in several gods, but he doesnt follow any specifically.
    
    IC: Nurin actually breathed a sigh of faint release - though the skeletons may be formidible enough, that spell was capable of holding far greater foes. He was glad there wasnt some elder demon wrapped within that stone. The main raised both hands, the words of a suited spell forming in his mind, but just before he was about to utter the words, his gaze shifted to the people of the group, and he faltered, words fading from his thoughts as memories of his past overcame him - What if he miscast the spell and hurt these people!? What if he had to add the guilt of more innocent deaths upon his consciousness...
    
    Nurin gave an involuntary shudder and lowered his hands, shifting one behind his cloak to withdraw his dagger - such a weapon would cause little damage to such creatures, but he was not as pessimistic about its use as with his magic - and he charged forth, oddly silent as he raised his dagger and thrust it forth in attempts to shove it through the closest undeads skull. The magic imbued on the dagger will allow it to easily penetrate the thick bone.

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    #91

    Gray wasn't surprised. When the stone had started melting, she had drawn her sword. Now she sized up the skeletons. Not the worst thing that could have appeared. Certainly nothing that she had any reason to fear. She raised her blade, ready to fight. Anyone who cared to look would see that a thin line of faintly glowing runes curled it's way along the length of it. Gray attacked the closest one.

12. Eru'tan

    #92

    Seth looked at the group of skeletons as they slowly marched toward the group. Seth dropped his bag and took up his weapon. Raising the warhammer above his head, Seth cast it at the closest screaming, "Tempus!" He yelled to his war god. The weapon went end over end untill it hit the skeleton, it took a big chunk of it's chest off, as well as it's shield arm. But the skeleton still came forth as though nothing happened. The skeleton was almost within arms reach of Seth as he charged the undead abomination. But suddenly, Seth's warhammer appeared in his hands again to the astonishment of the other members of the group. And with it, he took off the entire upper-body of the skeleton.
    
    Seth followed through with a kick to what would have been the skeletons groin, barely hurting the already disabled creature. Seth turned as he readied for the next skirmish, yelling, "Tempus!"

13. Eru'tan

    #93

    OOC: In normal skirmishes like these, you can hit what you want or miss if you'd like to miss. However, only perform one attack a round, two if they are melee attacks, no two magical attacks or any attacks that drain your character in any kind of way. I'll notify you when you won't be allowed to rp your own hits and misses.

14. Eru'tan

    #94

    OOC: Aaah! :) Good-o
    In that case...
    IC: The dagger which Nurin thrust at the skeletons skull penetrated it without much trouble, though it seemed not to effect the undead at all. All the same, Nurin then raised a boot, pushing his heel against the skeletons rib-cage before it can act, pushing it back forcefully into a second skeleton, causing them both to tumble to the ground. The force of that kick allowed him to wrench his dagger from that skull, and he now turns to get all four skeletons in view.

15. Eru'tan

    #95

    Gray slashed at a skeleton that hadn't been hit yet. Her sword bit deep into bone. A pair of arm bones clattered to the ground. Another slash took two ribs out. Gray was just getting started.

16. Eru'tan

    #96

    OOC: Geeze I loose my interenet for a few days and everyone in the whole world posts alot!
    
    IC:
    
    Loren thought something like this would happen once the big oaf touched something. He dropped his walking and staff and ripped off his ankle length tunic in gesture. As his hood fell off it revealed a large bald spot on top of his head and shocking white hair that stuck out like lighting bolts to either side. He had no shirt on beneath revealing a finely muschled body, he wore baggy desert dusters for patns and had a wide red sash around his waist. Loren on his forearm's had two gaunlets that crackled and snapped little tiny strobes of lighting played across the surface of eachone.
    
    He stepped up to one of the skeletons and slammed a meat fist into the sternum bone of one skeleton, followed up by several more lighting fast fists that literaly dismembered the undead being.
    
    The skeleton wobbles for a second then complely falls apart.
    
    
    Loren retrieved his cloak and let the others finish their opponents. He grabbed his walking stick and held it like a quarter staff.

17. Eru'tan

    #97

    (OOC: Luke, kindly look at what Araith posted about hits. And fix your post accordingly.)

18. Eru'tan

    #98

    In one sweeping arc, Seth finished off the last skeleton, blowing him apart in a hundred different pieces.
    "Well...that was unexpected..." Seth said as he inspected the weapons the feeble skeletons used. Seth, convinced the weapons were useless, stood back up to survey the group. No one hurt, nothing lost...An exellent first battle. Only together for two days and they've already have gained experience. But this won't be all they recieve this day...
    
    Before anyone could really do anything, a large, almost clear, form of a large beast-like figure began to slowely rise from the group. But, as it did, it seemed to be fighting for it's every step, it was acting as if it were breaking some invisible bonds, but no one could see anything of that nature. The creature finally rose to it's full height, feet on the ground. The creature looked almost transparent, as if this was not it's true place of being. It surveyed the group...looking at each one, staring into their eyes, measuring up all of them, it could sense the somewhat magical properties of some of the groups weapons, but convinced that the group was no real threat...that is, until it laid it's 'eyes' on Grey. The creature took a step back as he looked at the young woman...almost as if it were shocked to see her. But, that shock was soon thrown off as the creature drew up it's plans.
    
    "What devil is this!?" Seth said as he portrayed the creature. "You will not live to see another day!" Seth challenged as he brought his warhammer into his hands. "Tempus!!" Seth roared as he charged the creature, bringing 'Aegis-Fang' to his side, Seth swung the warhammer into the creature, the weapon stopped it hit the creature, wavering inside, as if it had nothing which to hold onto. After a moment the weapon went straight through the creature, the shock of the turn of events held Seth in place for a second too long. The beast took one huge stroke horizontally with it's hand and hit Seth, sending him across the room, smacking into the wall. The creature then turned to the rest of the group, to find his next target.
    
    (It's a wraith for any of you whose character might know what it is...Also, only weapons of another plane can do any kind of damage to this thing...that or some kind of 'holy' weapon or attack.)

19. Eru'tan

    #99

    Gray sized up the creature. She felt like she should know what it was, but she couldn't remember encountering one before. But there were a lot of things that Gray had done that she couldn't remember. But she'd figure it out later. It was immaterial it seemed, or could become so at will. She slashed experimentally at it. The blade met some resistance, but she could tell that she hadn't done the thing much harm at all.

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    #100

    Loren looked up in surprise and some horror the creature had utterly backhanded poor Seth. Loren took a few steps back, "See if you can keep it distracted he shouted at Grey for a few minutes." Loren raised up the staff he was holding and began incanting. Loren wasn't by far the best incanter but not the worst either the chant had a slow almost musical beat to it. Slowly at first Loren felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end. The chamber started to take on an acrid smell some what like before a thunderstorm started. Sweat started to trickle down Lorens forehead and stung at his eyes, but he didn't dare blink less he falter with the incantation, and the energies he was drawing to him be released to soon.
    
    The small crystal on his staff started pulsing, a pale blue light filled the room. Small almost invisible bolts of energy played across the wall, Lorens staff and the beast. Loren felt a buzz in his ears from the energy of spell, his voice reached a crescendo, on the last note he fell back into common tongue. "So let it be!" He cried there was a brilliant flash of white light and a beam of pale blue energy stabbed out from the staff Loren held at the beast. Loren slumped over against the wall sweat stank in the air and he breathed heavily...

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    #101

    Pissed that she didn't get a chance to help take out a skeleton, Ami was determined to at least help with this next beast. She removed her quiver from her back and her fontis stone from her pocket. Holding the stone above the quiver, firmly in the grip of her hand it began to drip the purest blue water. Ami then murmered a few elvish words and a seady stream of water poured from her hand into the quiver of arrows. She quickly replaced the quiver upon her back and drew an arrow, firing at what she determined was the creature's head.

22. Eru'tan

    #102

    Whilst all the group were attacking this new beast, Nurin had retreated back a few paces, staring blankly for a time, his mind racing as what to do. In his experimentations he had heard of - but never had a chance to study - a wraith. What should he do...?
    
    His mind abruptly clicked, however, and he lowered himself to a kneeling position on the ground after daring himself to get within just a few feet of the creature. Nurin withdrew his enchanted dagger, but instead of thrusting it at the creature, he lodged that blade deeply into the stone floor, the enchantment upon the blade allowing the steel to slide through with ease. Nurin began steadily carving a phrase of odd runes into the ground - and any who studied those runes would see he was etching out letters identical to to the golden symbols which were placed on that stone altar.
    
    Nurin, however, had not carved such runes in quite a long while, so he was pausing quite often to attempt to remember what the next symbol was - he knew if he got it wrong, disastrous results could occur. So unless the wraith was otherwise occupied, it could easily have halted his efforts before he finished carving them. Of course, if he managed to succeed, the wraith would no doubt feel the weight of the same containment spell bieng thrust back upon it.

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    #103

    Out of the corner of her eye, Gray noticed Nurin was up to something. Well, might be more effective than she was. She slashed at the thing again, doing it a minor discomfort. It was like trying to attack fog. All she was doing was scratching it, if something immaterial could be said to be scratched. She swung again, but missed. The faint glow emmanating from the runes running the lenght of her sword brightened slightly. She was getting a little frustrated.

24. Eru'tan

    #104

    The blast of energy blew into the wraith and burned as cut through it, small bolts of lighting played across the beasts semi coporial hide. The beam of magic was off aim though and had smashed through the shoulder joint the left arm fell off and hit the ground. It coporialized reavealing charred black skin of a rough hide. The wound it left was cateurized by the immense heat of the attack, part of the beast became fully coporials. Mostly around the left should, colar bone, and left torse, also part of the neck is exposed. Loren leans his back against the wall and sits down he is still to drained to do anything. He pulled out a small flask of water and sips from it.

25. Eru'tan

    #105

    ooc: Araith? did I hit?

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