OMNI (closed srpg) (IC)

[Armphid]

Power. Such power! It burned, it cooled, it caressed him from within and without, and he felt a terrible, glorious certainty that nothing was beyond him. He could sweep his land clean of the Deathlord and her minions, cleanse the land, and make it prosper. He could make his duchy the envy of the world!

Then the surge of power was gone. He blinked. That was...interesting. And to be analyzed later. The black armored thing...headless, sparking...there was the sound of metal grinding...a construct. A construct? But it had to be. Incredible. He'd never heard of one this complex or powerful. And it had used magic...autonamously or was it built-in? He'd have to find out later.

There was that word again.

His hands flashed through mystic hand signs, words in the dead language of magic flowing like quicksilver from his mouth, all but senseless babble to those who heard. He finished with his hands held perpendicular, the index and middle fingers of each hand pressed together and making a cross. He then jerked his arms apart, breaking the cross as scintallating motes of green swirled out from him and all over the room "Emerald Counter Magic!"

The spell was an area dispel effect. It should nullify whatever magic was slowing the people here down and had blinded the ones who seemed to be fighting. "Impact weapons are best here, it's like a clock, break the mechanism inside," he called.

 

[prissy_kytten]

Irisi

From behind the bar Irisi watched as Leovin and the woman both attacked the strange guard/creature over and over, their knives and bullets hitting there mark. The strange creature was letting out puffs of black smoke, its arms not completely working. Just as the creature reached its hand up Irisi noticed the people in the bar were becoming aware.

Giving things a quick look over as the pandemonium started she was shocked when she felt someone tugging on her. Looking down it was the bar keepers wife. Irisi pulls the poor startled woman closer and looks over noticing the barkeeper brandishing an axe, but stranger still over the mans head she notices the night rapidly approaching. The darkness brewing outside makes every hair on the back of her neck stand up.

Still looking out the window, Irisi senses more then sees the magic that hits the room, a bright light flows around her, but does not effect her as she is not looking at the source.

Dropping behind the bar with the still troubled woman Irisi tries to free herself from the woman's grip she needs to check on Leovin and the woman, she can tell there is something quiet wrong.

Crawling across the floor behind the bar Irisi slowly makes her way towards Leovin, but stops, she thought she heard the faint flapping of wings in the distance. Listening more intently now she is sure that is what it is wings, and large ones at that.

Finally she reached Leovin, and whispered "do you hear that? The flapping in the darkness?" She was worried Leovin was crouched low on the ground looking ready to defend himself from an unknown assailant. Something was very wrong. Trying to keep the worry out of her voice Irisi continued "There is an unnatural darkness descending outside, do you think perhaps it might be best if we leave this place?"

 

[JudeRodney]

The flood of power coursing through Morgus was almost too much to bear, but almost as soon as it came, it was gone. However, he now felt really good! Almost... invincible. Now there were more questions - so many questions, and not one single answer. This was really stating to piss him off!

Reaching the door to the inn, his best chance for answers only became a source of more questions. An armored... something... was standing in the middle of the room with thick black smoke pouring out of it. It was quite motionless, however, and he wondered if this was the darkness he felt earlier.

The crowd inside was a mass of confusion, besides three others: One was the armored girl with the gun he saw earlier, one was an elf-looking guy with a throwing knife in his hand, and the third was a man in a horned helmet - that must be his sword sticking out of the... thing...

Things were just getting stranger and stranger...

 

[Josu_T]

Leo looked around when he heard someone approach. It didn't sound like someone comming to attack though. Yet, he still got ready to defend himself. He put his guard down a little when he heard Irisi speak. She asked about the flapping. She then said something about an unnatural darkness. He looked in her direction even though he could not see.

He gave her a comforting smile that told her he was not really in pain and she should not worry. "I can't see. It was that light. I can hear the flapping though. It does not sound good. As for the darkness, that is not good either. As for leaving, we can not. If we leave then that thing might move again and hurt someone helpless. If we can destroy it, we must."

 

[Katamari Roller]

Anika was convinced that it was her shots that stopped the armoured machine from striking at her armour (uselessly, no doubt), even if the half-elf and the ram-horned man perhaps had done some damage to it as well. Quickly, she holstered her revolver, now empty, and reached for her main rifle as she kept stepping back. She almost didn´t see the machine rise its hand in the air until the very last second, just as she brought the rifle around...

Then, the light hit her, seeming to pierce straight through her eyes. Such a strange phenomenon, unlike anything Anika had ever experienced before, startled the engineer and made her step back a little too fast. Her eyes closed inmediately. Her back and hips met the bar behind her, locking the rifle and her arms together in a difficult position. She stumbled forwards in reaction, cursing in Dwarven as she stopped and this time managed to prepare her rifle for battle.

But she was blind, and Anika was not stupid. She covered her face with her arm, protecting herself in case the machine tried to attack her again, but the strike that could have meant her life never came...

 

[Gothic Shujin]

(OOC - I want to make sure you realize Armphid that Jasleth, as well as everyone who was not in the inn prior to the happening, save for Morgus...due to a continuity fumble... is unaware of the time slow effect and blindness. The fact that Jasleth sensed a use of some magick from the inn warrants his reason for using the dispell however so thats fine.)

All - A Magickal prescence fills the room, compliments of Jasleth and all at once Leovin, Anika and presumably the horned warrior slowly regain their vision.

Reika turns, after feeling a hand on her to see the small demi-human. The very one she assaulted outside with a rather broad grin. Either he is quite mad or his sense of humor has horrid timing.

"I wanted to get your attention, humaan," he begins but he cuts his sentence short and instead stares into the room towards the abomination that is popping and whirring and sparking and fuming....

There is a loud firing sound, as if another shot is made, yet Anika's guns were not the cause. The belly plate of the creature blows out forward... shrapnel and bits of fire striking the front of the bar... singeing and scratching it. They topple to the floor and all can see tiny gears and springs and contraptions that make little sense to all but Anika.

The gaurd seems nearly completely frozen now, and harmless... yet Anika, Leovin, and Irisi all hear something that still gives a pause for concern. Anika hears it due to her mechanically trained ears... the two half elves can thank their perception on their astute hearing...

Ticking.

The machine...man... thing... is ticking.

Jasleth knows there is no more magick active, withen the Inn save for what he and Morgus have brought inside it... the two artifacts. While strange and unusual he cannot sense any chicanery or any other form of magick causing the weather to become so nightmarish.

Along with the ticking, the flapping that Leovin and Irisi hear grow lowder. It is still too low for others however.

With the mechanical threat subdued, and this strange group of heroes gathered... it would seem like a time for dialogue, if not for the still every present feeling of urgency, and forboding in the air.

As if stabbed and slowly bleeding out... the sky, wich is now black as pitch, begins to lighten slightly... a crimson hue.

The horned merc. blinks inside his helm and walks carefully to the now flaming and sizzling mechanical figure. With a bit of doing, he wrenches his now dim blade out of the shoulder of the beast and sheaths it again on his back... stopping suddenly...

"Whats that noise?"

 

[JudeRodney]

Looking around the inn, Morgus realized almost everyone was as befuddled as he was. Great... With a strange goblin adressing him and handing him a mysterious coin with a wierd power, people coming at him with weapons drawn, and now this...

"All right, will someone please tell me what the hell is going on!?

He didn't care who answered or what the answer was anymore. He didn't like being strung along away from his life's mission, especially when he didn't have control of...

Father...

The memory of his father's death only made him more determined to find an answer. He wanted one, and wanted it NOW!

*BANG!* The smoking thing dumped some what looked like gears from its belly.

Then he saw the man in the horned helmet remove what was probably his sword from the now... statue? The look on the man's face started to alarm him.

"Whats that noise?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Reika scowled down at the little green bastard, reaching down to grab his collar. "You've got my attention, you little . . . ." She trailed off, noticing he was no longer looking at her. Turning to follow the beady-eyed gaze, she looked into the main room. That armored . . . well, it wasn't a man, that much was clear, but whatever it was, was done being almost taken apart by the others in the room.

But she watched as the man in the horned helmet pulled his sword from the thing and stopped. "What's that noise?"

"What's what noise?" she asked into the almost-silence, then almost blushed. There were all these people, and here she was, holding her naginata in one hand and a goblin in the other, and they might all be able to hear the noise even if she couldn't. She may have just made herself look like an idiot in front of a crowded room.

But the feeling in the air was so heavy and forboding, she almost didn't care. If there was something strange going on, she wanted to know what it was - this wasn't the time to be in the dark about anything. Especially strange walking armored mechanicals that might be making strange noises.

 

[Josu_T]

Leo heard a man speaking in an unknown language and then suddenly his vision slowly returned. He shivered. He hated the feeling of magic. He hated magic in general. He'd rather fight hand to hand than deal with any magical item.

A couple explosions were heard as his vision was fully restored. A bunch of metal pieces came out of the thing they had been fighting. It definitely was not human. It now looked more like a statue, completely froozen, but from within it Leo heard ticking. He was not sure wht it meant, but he had a bad feeling about it. He could also hear the flapping getting closer.

As the man with the horned helm went to get his blade, Leo rushed forward and picked up his blades. He put them back in their places and looked at the man as he asked what the noise was. Leo shrugged. "It is some sort of ticking. Not sure what it means though. I don't feel very safe in here, but I don't think I want to be out there either. There is a flapping noise and it is getting closer. I don't think anywhere in this town is safe right now."

 

[Katamari Roller]

Anika was relieved to be able to see again. And the very first thing she did, was to start moving towards the machine. She could see the gears clearly now, even through the smoke still in the air. But, just as she rose her hand in the air, ready to dive into the mechanical mystery in front of her eyes, she heard `it´. A ticking not unlike that of a clock.

Not unlike that of a clock... why would someone put a clock inside a machine such as this? And most worrying, why could she hear it now, and not before, when the machine was in perfect conditions?

"By the White Dwarf... Everybody out of here! EVERYBODY OUT! NOW!" She roared at everyone present, as she ran out towards the door. The weight of her armour slowed her down considerably, the white clothes with inscribed runes for protection trailing softly behind her as Anika´s eyes locked onto the open door, and every effort was directed towards reaching it. Anika knew that she had to get out of the tavern, or not even her Gromril armour, an armour made to resist cave-ins, might be able to protect her from the blast. If someone possessed the knowledge to create such a strange machine that could move and fight without someone guiding it, Anika did not bet on that someone neglecting putting a powerful enough bomb inside it to protect its secret.

 

[Armphid]

Jasleth had moved into the inn, seeing those blinded recovering their vision after his spell had undone the magic. Whatever the nature of this automaton, it was a miraculous creation. This kind of engineering was dwarf level, maybe even beyond. And to build in defensive magic spells, and have it self-operate...the thought that such a device, let alone several, existed was astounding.

He knelt beside the remains of the mechanical man. He wasn't about to touch it just yet. Not until he was sure it was safe. But...it was still interesting. The mechanisms were rugged too. Some of them were still turning, if that sound was any indication. "This is unlike anything I've seen before."

He looked up at the others in the room, thinking about what the goblin had said earlier. The little creature seemed to have some knowledge of either the future or an extensive view of the present. As a fey creature, either could be true. But based on what he'd said...none of this was random. Did that mean that these people here...were people he was supposed to meet?

Then the girl in the heavy armor with the dwarf weapons yelled and started to run for the door. Or tried to. She was trying to bolt with all the speed she could muster. "Nine Hells," he growled.

He didn't know if she knew what she was talking about. But he'd seen this kind of reaction back at the Academy, usually when some magical experiment had gone awry and was seconds from blowing up. "Reika, out and keep hold of that goblin! Back to that stage!"

Jasleth got to his feet, making a few quick handsigns forcefully at the nearest window of the inn. As though a battering ram and hit it, the window and most of it's frame, and some of the surrounding wall shattered and flew outward into the street. Jasleth leaped after them, not pausing in the least. He landed roughly, but got to his feet and kept running.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

It all seemed to happen in slow motion...

No not some magickal effect... but a speeding of the heart wich causes that almost sense of a slowing of time. Warriors react quickly in these moments... acting without hesitation... those trained in their perspective arts do so as well...

And thats how it went... thats how most of the inns inhabitants were rescued... or rescued themselves.

Jasleth out the remains of a window and then on foot... Reika back out the door, her feet inspired by either her companion's words or her captors pulls and tugs... Anika, a bit slower than the others... but also on her feet and out the door, following several others and struggling with the burden of her heavy dwarven armor...

Once it was apparent that there was great danger the warrior in horned helm looked around and grabbed who he could. Nearest to him was Leovin, who had just returned his own weapons to their places of concealment on his body. He seized the half-elf and dove out the empty gap that was once the window next to Jasleth.

It seemed that hell itself was upon them in that Inn... and that all of them had escaped...


An explosion shakes the town... shakes the earth itself it seems.

Fire bursts into creation like a great bellow from a creatures belly...the inn is left in splinters beneath the bathing of white, red and yellow light. An enormous gust of wind knocks all who fled onto the ground, rolling several times but unharmed save for the falling of wood and glass debris. The worst of it is the roar... a noise wich fills ears and then leaves them numb... deafness for a few moments, then gone... like the once proud structure that housed so many denizens of Berthe.

In the aftermath a dark cloud is left... it wafts lazily into the air... but only for a moment... more wind rolls in, as a large flapping grows louder and louder. The ears to hear it, slowly gaining their hearing again. The smoke blows southward... as the wind comes in from the north... the north of Necrosis...

The horned warrior lifts his head and shakes it... it still ringing a bit. He looks over towards Leovin and then at the crater and mass of rubble that was the Inn he had the unfortunate time of patroning... he slowly begins to rise...

Near Reika the small goblin sits up, taking a similar action with his neck and hair. He searches for his hat... wich ironically rolls up to him as he does so. Tucking it back on the balding top of his head he crawls over to the girl with the large unusual weapon...

The blood red sky swirls and swirls... towns people flee the streets, some headed to church to pray in this thing they have convinced themselves is the end of days... some towards their steeds so they may flee this madness...

Screams and cries echo in the air... a mother searches desperately for her child... the flapping is now deafening.... and a shadow cascades over Berthe. It covers the land.... as all eyes turn upward...

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To witness in horror that a dragon has arrived...

It flies a couple miles into the sky watching the carnage below with a malicious intelligence in its eyes. Its silver, white scales glisten in the red light of the forboding sky... making it appear pink. Its large tail easily as long as its entire body swinging back and forth. It hovers on the wind surveying Berthe as if searching, Its lids blink slowly and calmly as steam shoots from its nostrils like a frustrated... or disgusted... animal.

 

[Josu_T]

Leovin heard people start yelling. He had no idea what was going on, but he could hear the flapping outside. He knew something bad was coming their way and he prefered being inside. He didn't have much of a choice though. The man with the horned helm grabbed him and dove through the window. As he looekd back he saw Irisi. He hoped she would be ok if something bad happened.

Suddenly the world changed. There was a large explosion within the inn. Soon it was no longer there. All that remained was a pile of ruble. Leo immediately got up and looked for Irisi. He hoped she was ok. she was one of the only half-elves he'd ever met. He'd connected with her and they had planned to travel together. He could not see her right away.

When the flapping got a lot louder he looked up. There he saw something he'd been worried about, something bad. A dragon. He looked down and shook his head and muttered. "I knew we should have stayed in the inn." He walked into the rubble and starte searching, hoping to find any sign that Irisi might be ok. Anything intact that might have protected her.

 

[Katamari Roller]

"Uuhhhh..."

Anika´s head hurt like hell, and her whole body felt numb. But that was good, that meant she was still alive. In what condition, though, she couldn´t really tell until she opened her eyes and checked herself over. She was lying on the street, face-down. Slowly, she moved her hands to support herself, and stood up very slowly.

Well, she was noticeably better than the inn, that much was clear. Her armour was intact, and as far as she could tell she had no worse injuries than some concussion. Still, she had a monumental headache. Breathing shallowly, Anika looked down at her rifle. When the explosion went off, she had protected it with her body, and it looked intact as well right now. She kneeled in front of it, and inspected it gently and slowly, in a manner so careful she could well give the impression of a mother checking over a young child.

With a sigh of relief, Anika saw that her rifle was still fine. Maybe the sights would be somewhat rattled and she´d have to adjust them, but the rifle was fine. Turning a bit to a side, the dwarf engineer slid her handgun out of the holster, ready to have a look at it... but then, she heard the noise above, and looked.

"By the White Dwarf..." She murmured, staring in disbelief at the dragon above her. She knew what it was, Dwarfs knew many things about the creatures that lived in mountains and caves, under the ground, where the Dwarfs often stumbled upon them. Dragons were among those, and specifically, among those Dwarfs had learned not to anger. Well, at least the most prudent among them...

 

[JudeRodney]

You gotta be kidding me...

He just lay there in the streets for a few moments, looking up.

You gotta be kidding me...

First it was a strange goblin.

You gotta be kidding me...

Then there were strange coins with even stranger magical properties - properties he wasn't sure of, yet.

You gotta be kidding me...

Then came the wizard (He'd have to interrogate him, later.) and his butch bodyguard.

You gotta be kidding me...

Then, as if things needed to be stranger, exploding... men?

You gotta be kidding me...

Now, as Morgus looked up at the sky, body aching all over, he saw the worst possible thing to pile up on all of this - a dragon!

You gotta be kidding me...

As he staggered up, he realized there were 2 things he could do: give up or get angry.

He was a dark knight, and dark knights don't give up.

That goblin was going to give some answers... NOW!!

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Searching through some of the wooden planks and busted framework of the once sturdy and bustling Inn, Leovin discovers his pack... intact and full of all its contents. It is immaculately tucked under several large rocks littered with glass and ash... perhaps being on the second floor, is the reason for it getting by unscathed... nevertheless, blown quite a distance from the area, Leovin reclaims his gear.

There is no sign of Irisi so far and it is increasingly difficult to see much beneath the shadow of the large serpent.

The goblin begins to shake Reika who as of yet appears to be unconcious. He looks up, placing a hand over his brow... an act of habit as no light impeads his vision... he curses under his breath about something. With his knapsack still around his back he kneels back down attempting to revive the woman... briefly glancing over at Morgus before turning back to face the her.. "Little help over here!"

Once on his feet the man in the horned helm unsheathes his sword again, backing up to find surer footing. He sees Leovin further out in the rubble of the building and follows him...

"...was she a friend of yours?" He speaks calmly, as if he doesn't even notice the beast staring down at the tiny city, or the panick the is ensuing on the streets of Berthe.

 

[JudeRodney]

"A little help over here!"

Morgus' attention was drawn from the dragon over to the runt, who was huched over the bitch. A little help, he wanted? With the anger already boiling over in him, he calmly strode over to the runt and lifted him by the scruff of the neck!

The turmoil around them meant nothing to him, now. The only thing that mattered was finding out what was going on and how to fight the menace in the skies overhead.

"No more games, goblin! No more riddles! No more coins! Answers! NOW! Or I'll make sure that dragon has runt for lunch!"

 

[Gothic Shujin]

With a calmness, almost unfitting a goblin... the short greenish skinned Demi-human stays knelt over the body of Reika...

Without turning to face Morgus he begins...

"The answers you seek are near, but must be purchased with deed... your fury may serve you well in battle dark one, but you are not in battle... not yet.

You do not understand... and i realize this... but if she dies... if any of you die, we may all die...."

He turns to face the furious dark knight... the artifact in Morgus' possession pulsates.

"... help me get her up."

 

[SweetyAngel]

This morning seemed to be just like all of the other mornings in Sofiela's long life. It was almost as if it was routine that she had unfurled herself from her "cocoon" and out of her bed. Though she was very half naked, she could hear the songs of the birds... the first sounds of the morning. She had really enjoyed those sounds of song... of happiness and of peace.

Getting up and out of bed, she had done her normal routine of showering under a waterfall, drying herself off with the nearby leaves and then getting her armor on. Today was the day of the gathering... the day in which she was to go into the nearest town and gather all of the needed supplies and repairs that she equipment had needed. She could tell that her armor was starting to rust and that her small sword was starting to get a little bit dull on the edges. She really didn't like top go into town to make such repairs... but in order to protect herself and the forests, it was a necessary task.

Walking into the town of Berthe, she had seen many of the townspeople going about their daily routines. Some of them were shopping while others were repairing their weapons, drinking or whatever else had fancied their interests. Looking around the town, she had tried to go where the most powerful presence of nature would be set at... the local floral shop. It was a very good distraction to the necessities that she had to do as she had talked with the local florist for what had seemed to be a good two hours.

Time had passed as she then set about to do what she had originally come into town to do... but it seemed that a force of nature had other plans for her day. Instantly, her body had shook as she had seen a dark carriage with a line of horses and men rumbling into town. Their presence seemed to have shaken Sofiela very much as her worries started to course through her body.

"No... this can't be happening. Not now." She said to herself as her tried to control her shaking. Somehow, she was finally able to get it under control as she had watched what had seemed to be a couple of horsemen walking into the inn. She could not tell if it was just one of two of them as she had watched from a slight distance away. The feelings of disturbance started to grow more and more as the time wore on... as slowly as it did for a little bit.

"What... Why are they there... what do they want?" She asked herself in slow motion. "Whatever this is... its very evil... too evil." She said to herself as eventually, things had started to go crazy all over the place.

*BOOM*

The explosion shook the ground to its core as people had started flying all over the place. "No! You all can't die!" She shouted as she ran over towards what was left of the inn and started to heal some of the wounded. Placing her hand onto the ground, she started to channel the energies of the earth as she then touched the fallen man. A bright green light seemed to flow from her and into the man as she could start to feel his heart beating once again.

"There... you go to safety now. You will be fine." She said softly with a smile as she looked over at another distraction that seemed to be nearby her.

"A little help over here!"

Sofiela had heard the pleas as she had seen a green skinned goblin and another human almost seeming to be arguing over something... of what she did not know. Eventually, she would find out what was happening as she had seen the large white dragon flying overhead.

"Sweet Mephistus." She said softly in horror, seeing the wind that it was causing flowing through her body. In a sense, the wind had made it very hard to get closer to the girl that was lying down on the ground but she was determined to make it there, no matter what.

Eventually she had made it to the presence of the fallen woman as she looked at what seemed to be two combatants watching over a fallen woman. She did not give the human time to respond as her swift actions were starting to become more and more essential as time was passing by.

"... help me get her up."

Sofiela had went over and started to do just that. She did not need to ask any questions at this moment. Right now, just by touching the wounded woman, she could tell that that her heartbeat was starting to fade... and fade very fast.

"Listen. I don't care if I am butting into a place where I am not wanted or what you may say in the future. I am going to help her and everyone else around here... good or bad." She said looking up at this Goblin and this Dark Knight that was surrounding this fallen woman. "There is no damn way that you are going to change my mind about that so deal with it!" She almost screamed as she was fining it very hard to make contact with the ground to help her to start her healing process once again.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

The short creature turns and once seeing the full plated human female, standing among them and offering help, he grinns a relaxed smile. The apprehension fading from his body.

He doesn't say a word to the girl, simply nods glancing around briefly to see if he can find the others, and then back to Morgus.

He places a small hand on the Dark Knight, in a friendly gesture.

"lets find the others. This woman with whom you were fighting will be fine now."

 

[Josu_T]

Leo searched a little franticly through the rubble of the inn. Unexpectedly he found his pack hidden beneath some splintered wood. He quickly checked it and found that everything was intact. He had to pry it from beneath some large rocks, but he got it out and smiled. He was glad he still had this stuff.

Hope started fading as he searched for Irisi through the rocks and planks. He listened as well as look carefully for any sign of her. It was harder and harder to see, but luckily he had the bonus of better sight than humans in the dark. He turned when the man with the horned helm approached him. He heard the question about her being a friend. Leo sighed. "She would have been. We had just met. We were going to travel together and learn from eachother. She was also one of the few half-elves I've ever known. Why couldn't you have grabbed her instead of me?"

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Beneath his full helm the warrior winces, and inside he pauses for a moment before answering...

"...didn't have time to think about it. A choice had to be made... so I made it."

As a fairly good judge of character, or maybe as a rogue that can tell deception on many levels, Leovin for some reason can sense something was held back in that pause.

He looks up again... his entire body enveloped in the shadow of the horror above them...

"Wish I could of gotten her too...," he turns to look at Leovin again... "My name is Cerunnos. This is hardly the time for introductions... but a man can't trust another man, untill he knows who he is..."

 

[JudeRodney]

"... help me get her up."

All right! That did it! The nerve of the runt to give him another riddle! Now's he's...?

"Listen. I don't care if I am butting into a place where I am not wanted or what you may say in the future. I am going to help her and everyone else around here... good or bad."

The sudden appearance of this woman as she looked over the bitch confused Morgus to the point where he forgot he was about to commit murder. This was very fortunate for the runt.

"There is no damn way that you are going to change my mind about that so deal with it!"

Whoa... ok... The force of her personality momentarily stunned him, but reality took its hold on him back. Panic on the streets, a dragon in the sky - just wanted to be able to fight someone or something.

Then the runt brought his attention back to the situation at his feet.

"Let's find the others. This woman with whom you were fighting will be fine now."

What others? Who cares about others? Morgus almost remembered he was about to commit murder...

 

[SweetyAngel]

Sofiela started to look up at the Dark Knight and the Goblin as she had let out a soft sigh. All she had wanted to do was help but with the two men in the way of being able to work her healing magicks properly, she had started to find out that this would be a very delicate task to do.

"He's right, she'll be fine in time." She said while shaking her head at the two men. Enough was enough as she knew that bickering in a time of crisis like this was not going to do anyone any good.

It seemed that the Dark Knight just looked at her and then the Goblin as it had seemed that he was preoccupied with something... of what, Sofiela had no idea. One thing was for certain, she knew that some action had to be taken very quickly... for the greater good of everyone in the area.

"Listen, if you are just going to stand there, help me to get her to a more open space... otherwise, go away and let me do my work." She said, trying to not be as forceful as she was before, but she had the feeling that her point would get across to them... one way or the other.

 

[Armphid]

A trickle of grit and pebbles came from a pile of rubble on the far side of the former inn from where Morgus, Sofiela, and the goblin were standing. Then it suddenly buckled upright as a bubble of scintillating blue expanded and then faded away. Jasleth stood up from the sphere, taking a long look around at the scene.

Chaos.

A dragon.

People arguing. Yelling.

A dragon

The sky was blood red and almost seemed to be ripping.

A dragon.

"Because what this needed was another player to further muddle things," he sighed. "It was so clear cut before." The gods WERE crazy. As if the situation hadn't been mysterious and dangerous enough before the great wyrm had appeared.

The mage started to walk with purpose towards his unconscious retainer. Well, sell-sword, really. He passed the man in the horned helmet and his scruffy looking companion. "Gentlemen. You, sir in the helm, seem to be taking this more in stride than the rest of us. If you know anything, I think it might be wise to share. Either way, if the both of you are interested in helping out this town and finding out what's happening, come with me." Chaos was the enemy here. They needed some organization. He didn't wait for an answer, but kept moving.

He paused next to the woman in the gromeril armor. "I am glad you are unhurt. Your arms and your skill are great, and this community looks like it may need them. I'll understand if you'd like to just flee, but if not, please come with me. I think we'll also find the answers as to why all this is going on if you do."

Again he did not wait for an answer, but kept moving until he reached the spot where Reika lay. There was another woman tending to her, while the black armored man scowled and seemed prepared to menace her, the goblin, and the unconscious mercenary. "Thank you for helping her, My Lady," Jasleth said as he knelt down to help move Reika, "your gifts are generous and in need." He glanced up at the dark knight, "If you have a quarrel, seek it later. There are more important things happening now than you and your grudge. If you want to have it seen to, then lend us your strength in trying to resolve this. If not, stay out of the way."

He shot a look at the goblin. "While this lovely lady heals Reika, you, me, and any of the others I've spoken to need to start acting instead of taking things in stride and reacting to them. You know something about this. So, if you hae suggestions as to what is pertinent, I'd give them now."

"Otherwise..." He sighed again, running a hand through his hair. "The safety of the townspeople takes priority, and we'll act to secure that first."