Freeshooter92

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

You wouldn't have Grey punch an innocent elven girl dancing in a circle would you?

@Rtron

well, considering I nearly had him strangle a child, yeah. i would.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I can also fall back on punching.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I cast lightning bolt.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Dibs on the shiny axe the big guy dropped.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

This song fits Alaira distressingly well.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Alaira Taenn

Alaira smirked, this would be a rout, not a fight. When you had your enemy so terrified as to question what was real and what wasn't, you may as well have beaten them already. However, she had frowned when she noticed that several of the bandits had kept their nerve, two Crossbowmen and one really big one. He roared an order to his men, advising they kill her before she cast another spell... She flashed a toothy grin, crouching lower into a combat stance. "I can smash you all just fine without it..." she growled, before noticing a glint of sunlight reflected off... something.

Time slowed down as she realized she was seeing one of the Crossbowmen, ready to fire. She evaded to the side as fast as she could, a quick burst of aeromancy propelling her a few feet... And just enough it seemed. The first bolt (which she hadn't noticed) clipped off one of the steel pauldrons on her otherwise leather armor, sparks showering for an instant as it dragged across. But the second was much closer, grazing the side of her neck... She came to a stop, her hand flying to her neck to assess the damage... Without her aeromancy, she would likely have a punctured throat. She might have lived through something like that, might... But that would have made her an easy kill for the bandits... Alright, enough playing.

It was time to actually show those other two what she could do in a real combat situation. The instant Ssarak landed she took the opportunity to take another bandit out of the fight as she rushed forward. She could take the big guy one-on-one, but only if he had her full, undivided attention. As tough as she was, four on one odds were not something she wanted to take a chance with. She leapt a ways into the air as she boost forward with her Aeromancy, delivering a rising knee to an unlucky bandit's gut at great speed. Still moving forward, she took a hold of his head and toppled him forward, slamming his head to the ground as she continued past him. She dug her boot into the ground, pivoting back around as she raised her shield, charging towards another bandit to see if she could brain him with her mace before they got their shit together.

The Tides of Arcanum

Alright, I got word from the GM and we probably aren't doing this.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Cause we need to figure out what he's cooking!

@Lucius Cypher

Hrm... I don't smell anything.

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<Snipped quote by Lucius Cypher>

Thank you Lucius, I'll post the Roc's reaction tomorrow.

@Fallenreaper

Why are we hunting Dwayne Johnson, again?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Alaira Taenn

Alaira nodded as Ssarak explained the basic plan... any plan involving smashed skulls and charred bandit corpses was a plan she liked. She quickly stalked back into the brush, three minutes wouldn't be very long at all, and if she struck too early support may not be able to arrive in time. She trusted Darius to let her have the first strike, as she had a battle-plan in the works that would certainly demoralize them.

She scaled a tree a ways ahead of the bandits, watching them intently as she counted the minutes down... Two minutes left, the bandits were approaching... She adjusted her grip on her mace, exhaling softly. She was itching to smash'em now, but patience would be rewarded... One minute... if they got too much further the main-camp bandits might get their shit together when it all went down... Ten seconds, they were getting close. She ground her teeth, reaching her hand to the metal objects she kept on her belt... Three... two... one...

She leapt into the air, assisted by her magic as she struck her hand against all six of the devices in total, power she had only dreamed of coursing through her, wreathing her form in a storm of crackling energy. She was completely obscured by the energy, appearing as lightning molded into the shape of a mere mortal. She bellowed a mighty war-cry, the nimbus of power distorting her voice into something inhuman as she came crashing down to earth, aiming for the big man in the robe...

...And struck, screaming as all the energy was forced into him... and beyond. A maelstrom of thunder and lightning issued forth, Bolts and tendrils lashing out at everyone nearby as her primary target was annihilated, His body collapsing into ash and exploding with a loud bang. She stood slowly, stomping a boot down as ash fell from her, small arcs of residual power reaching from her as she bashed her mace on her shield. "Come on then, if you think you're hard enough!"