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Alright, I suppose I'll throw a ball then, if that's what it takes ^_^
The sharp whip and hiss of the tech-heretic's overpowered weapon caused a silence to fall upon the entire building, as the blundering greenskin in the other room slowly became aware that one of their warbosses's had just become one head smaller.

... and was currently very dead.

"DA BOZZ IS DEAD!"
"I'Z DA BOSS!"
"'UMIEZ!"
"SMASH 'DEM!"
"WAAAGH!"

The Ork's response was nothing short of predictable, as a the entire Horde within the main chamber turned around and surged towards the narrow entrance leading to the party.

"I will slow them down." Adrianne said before she stepped out, pointing her staff towards the ground at the entrance that the green tide was falling through!

With mystic words that seemed to echo unnaturally across the chamber, the ground where the greenskin passed through became distorted; the physical laws becoming confused as gravity began to push and tug in random, constantly shifting directions; as if the xenos had suddenly became caught up in a set of invisible waves pounding and disorienting them from every direction!
Green brutes would slam onto the ground, into each other or fall ten feet up into the air before slamming down! To greenskin resilience, it was hardly major damage beyond a rough ride; except for the occasional Ork who slammed into the spiky bits of another, but the resulting invisible waves caused the Orcs to become bogged down and clumped together in the narrow exit, creating a bottle neck.

"That was eas,-"

"FWHOOM"
"WHAAAAAAAAA!"

Adrianne was about to comment with a smirk behind her skeletal mask as she stepped aside and back behind cover, just as the roaring sound of a rocket could be heard as an Ork stormboy just flew over the mess and into their room; the suicidal greenskin strapped to a live rocket!

"Oh, uhhh... incoming from above!"

<Snipped quote by GrizzTheMauler>

I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE STUCK WITH 6'2. Not even gonna lie though, laughed out loud when I read that. Good post Grizz!


I only wonder how their reaction would be to the 8ft Dark Elf... which is totally not conspicuous at all or anything ^_^
Siella and Vazheera are currently having a batman-like conversation at a roof somewhere, in case anyone's wondering ^^

(Yes, it's a collab-post, sorta!)
My inspiration for Natawa is dead at the moment. Waiting for it to come back.

:(


@Famotill I made a post too :D

got a meh post up


Now you're just sounding like Eeyore :P
interacting with Siella Faeren @Lionhearted


" ... You can follow them to see where they're headed, but I assure you, it's pertaining to business that you shouldn't be apart of."

"Any business pertaining to, around, with; or somewhere remotely connected in some shape or form; Dantel, is definitely my business!"

Vazheera thought as she watched the small elf go, though had no intention of just letting her slip. All of this was far too interesting for her to ignore, and her instincts were usually right!

... usually.

Following after Siella from a distance, Vazheera would glide through the various crowds and peoples of the city like a wraith; not even touching the city's denizens as she passed by them at a walk that had more the speed of a full-on sprint. Leaping up across the various struts, crates and support beams lining the houses and shops; she quickly gained height, leaping from wall to wall above the darkened alleys; her black cloak and long white ponytail flying behind her as she reached the rooftop level and ran silently across the city - every single step and jump a perfectly aimed and measured landing, a skill she had honed through thousands of hours of practice back in the blackened pits of her city!

Siella may have possessed the natural grace of the elves, and without any magical tricks from the Wood Elf, Vazheera found it easy to keep up with her!

*

Later, as the Wood Elf caster found her position on the roof, a voice could be heard from behind her.

"Oh, excuse me, Shan'Le... I believe I forgot to introduce myself earlier!" Sounded a familiar voice behind Siella, as Vazheera could be seen behind her; the large Dark Elf currently hanging up-side-down in one of the more shadowy sections of the palace roof from a rope attached to the scaffolding surrounding an old monument undergoing reconstruction.
"I am called Vazheera Shadowsun, I am a traveler, sort of... but I think we may share a purpose nonetheless."

Vazheera tilted her head slightly with an amused smirk on her lips as she studied the Wood Elf from her up-side-down perspective.

"And who are you?"

@Lionhearted

I figured we were on our own initiative! xD

I.E we gotta find these fools, and how we do it is up to us!

Good thing Siella got an expert stalker with her! ^^
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