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Post by yumichi on Oct 15, 2014 6:30:20 GMT
Felan peered through the bars. "Indeed I can't sneak up to that women, that would be suicide." She said. "Isn't it a better idea to wait for a guard to come here, kill him and one of us takes his armour and weapons and then try to kill that women. Because storming into that room is too reckless without protection and weapons."
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Post by admiral9 on Oct 15, 2014 8:07:38 GMT
A figure had been following the party, she had missed the opportunity to introduce herself when they gathered up to move to the armory and now she thought it would be quite awkward to just go and introduce herself, she wasn't very aware of her destination but she thought they might be going somewhere useful, this was when she heard the screams. She could hear a fellow prisoner screaming in agony, most likely still imprisoned and being tortured. She decided that there was no time to spare, she turned towards the screams and started moving, she turned a corridor and saw another figure, judging from his clothes he wasn't a guard, "Hey you" she beckoned "are you going to rescue that prisoner too?" she asked with a whisper. He nodded, "Well isn't that a relief" the women had stopped whispering, "I thought i was the only one around here. Well anyways nice to meet you, the name is Istia Avasa, what is yours then?" she held her hand out to finish the greeting with a handshake.
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Post by coolyo294 on Oct 15, 2014 8:10:25 GMT
Petor shook his head. "That would take too long. Every second we dally is a second the guards could discover we escaped. And besides, don't worry about me. I can hold my own in a fight and I have a sword and you two backing me up.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2014 18:12:00 GMT
"Fine." Gareth said, "just make it quick, we don't have much time."
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Post by yumichi on Oct 15, 2014 20:50:54 GMT
Felan nodded, "alright if you think that's a good idea, then go ahead." She said.
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Post by coolyo294 on Oct 17, 2014 2:57:11 GMT
"Don't worry, I shouldn't take too long." Petor said. He readied his stolen sword and pushed the heavy wooden door open.
Seated on the other side of the room, the duelist's head shot up as the door creaked open. She looked like she was about to open her mouth to reprimand whoever disturbed her, but when she saw it was a prisoner she stood up so quickly she knocked over her chair. And with the slither of steel on leather, both longswords emerged from their sheaths. The duelists held them with an elaborate, exotic stance as she faced down Petor.
The warrior held up his sword in a wordless challenge and launched himself at his opponent.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2014 5:22:45 GMT
Gareth stepped into the room a second behind Petor, he stepped off to the side as the warriors charged each other. "Gods help him." He prayed as their blades clashed.
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Gareth enters the room and stands to the side.
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Post by Lord Harrab on Oct 19, 2014 8:52:28 GMT
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Duelist Captain: Uninjured Petor: Injured Gareth: uninjured.
As Petor raised his blade in challenge to the elf woman, he was momentarily surprised to see her echo the gesture before he launched into the attack, stolen blade slicing the air towards his opponent.
With almost casual ease, she swatted aside his slash with one blade, then, as he was forced off balance, her off hand blade slashed up and across his chest in a spray of blood and fabric ripped from his tattered rags, then as he reeled backwards she kicked him in the shin, driving him down to a kneel.
"So disappointing." she said, then adjusted her stance, blades held crossed before her face, "You telegraph too much Prisoner, but i thank you for this interruption. paperwork gets tedious."
The duelist glanced over at Gareth and sneered, "come to watch magling? You do well to remember your place. kneel and you'll only have your legs broken before i toss you back into your cell."
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Post by Warork on Oct 19, 2014 9:19:58 GMT
Bel skulked down the hallways as behind him, part of the party led by Petor prepared to barge into the watch captain's quarters to overpower him or her. But Bel wasn't interested in that just now. His keen ears picked up the shrill cries of a being in pain of torture. Such sounds were nothing new to him in this wretched place and yet still every time he heard them it made his blood boil. These...creatures of the overlord knew no end to their cruelty. Just as he was about to spring out of the shadows and attempt to enter the room from which he heard the pained cries, his senses alerted him to an approaching presence. He spun around and came face to face with another prisoner who seemed intent on joining their breakout. Bel nodded to the female Draenai, the dagger in his hand gripped tightly.
"Call me Bel." The elf sentinel said simply as he regarded the strange gesture that the mage made with her hand. Bel had seen humans do a similar thing upon meeting one another, the shaking of hands. Most of his people considered it a rather rustic gesture. Before he could attempt to speak further a great crash sounded behind them in the captain's office which was then followed by a yell of pain that sounded rather human. It seemed the would be escapees had run into trouble.
Two conflicting sides fought in Bel's mind. He wanted desperately to stop the injustice happening in the other room down the hall...but he would be in little position to do much else if his comrades in arms came to ruin before they had even made it as far as the prison's gates. His eyes caught the mage's.
"You are a mage, no? We will need your skill ere tonight has passed. Come, we must aid our fellows."
With that, Bel lead the way back to the wooden and iron door and found it wide open. A lithe figure with deep violet skin and wielding two wicked blades advanced on his comrades. Not if he had anything to do with it.
Bel lunged into the room from the shadows outside, coming in low and fast with a snarl on his lips, bearing down with his dagger in an attempt to drive the duelist back from finishing off his new found comrades.
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Post by admiral9 on Oct 19, 2014 10:03:12 GMT
"If you do say so, but after we aid our fellow escapee I do suggest we move to stop the injustice I am assured we are both aware is happening this very moment." Istia then turned towards the small quite cramped room filled with 4 characters, she saw a wounded warrior with a sword that she identified as the warrior that started the whole uprising. On the other side was an elf warrior, unarmored and wielding two swords. Inbetween them was the elf she had met, Bel he was named. The fourth figure was another human, not doing much of anything apparently mainly watching the fight. It was time to join the fray she guessed and she entered the room, she was planning on casting lightning at the duelist, hoping to shock her sufficiently that she will fall unconscious, but not enough to outright murder her.
------------------------ Istia joins the fight, casts lightning at the duelist hoping to incapacitate her.
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