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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 9:39:55 GMT -5
Estrik walked into the Divine Hills with his box of strange objects that he bought from the store. He pulled the Pure Orb from it and tried it out; the orb glowed and out came a dragon-like creature, with sharp claws and menacing eyes. Estrik commanded it to attack a tree, and the claws seemed to dig all the way through. Quite sharp... he thought to himself.
He pulled out the black dragon leather, and began to fashion a helm of it, reinforcing it with the Forest Dragon Scales for some extra defense. He pulled out the minotaur horns and put one on each the front and back part of the black dragon helm, each pointed downwards giving it a menacing look. When the helm was done, he still had much leather to spare, so he placed it back into the box. The helm covered all of his face save his nose and mouth in the black leather.
He pulled out his Blind Staff and the black dragon tooth, and began to fasten the tooth onto the opposite side of the staff, giving it a somewhat double-edge. He tried the staff out, and strangely it did not feel any heavier. He walked up to a tree and sliced it, and the tooth actually got stuck inside, and was a pain to pull out. But, he did after a couple minutes of aggravated pulling.
He pulled out his new spear, 'Lifeforce', and began to spin it around, getting a feel for the new weapon. He commanded it to summon a bear, and the spear glowed. In an inconspicuous gray smoke out came a bear with pure white fur and a hard, black eyes. He walked up to it, and stuck his hand out, and the bear sniffed it. Then he began to pet it, and soon enough he climbed on top of the beast. The bear began to run in circles, as Estrik began to get a feel for riding the bear, before grabbing his items mid-run, and charging out of the Hills.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2007 10:05:10 GMT -5
Eithne raised an eyebrow, well there WERE a bunch of freaks here at Twilight Moon Academy, and it was a miracle she had seemed to stay unnoticed the whole while she sat in the tree. Her black hair tied back and away from her face, save a few strands. Her red eyes watched as Estrik began leaving the Divine Hills. If one was observant then they would have realized she was a vampire... and she was outside and in sunlight, not turning to ash. She was a rather slim person, delicate by appearance though one wouldn't notice due to the jacket she wore that loosely covered her body so you couldn't tell exactly what she looked like. She wore a necklace, glowing pendant hanging over her chest, the pendant giving off sunlight of all things. For a vampire there certainly seemed to be alot of sunlight around her. She carried a sword strapped to her back, it seemed to be rather heavy from it's appearances but who knew...
Goggles were around Eithne's neck, apparently for quick use just in case and black gloves were pulled over her hands. She moved about noislessly through the tree untill she dropped down to the ground, her boots still noisless. Her black jacket billowed when she fell from her perch on the limb, falling again limply along her legs as she looked around herself silently, not expecting the stranger to return.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 10:17:12 GMT -5
"Turn Around," he commanded the bear, and sure enough it did. He put on his newly made helm and readied his new spear for some battle atop a bear, and summoned another Valefor to battle. They both seemed to coat their already sharp claws with sharper steel. "Well, I'm Estrik, and who would you be on this fine day?" he said, even if the day was fine, he wouldn't have been able to tell, he just took a shot in the dark.
"Would you care for a sparring battle? I really need to test out my new things," he said to the strange girl. Whatever race she may be, he didn't know and didn't care. He had no real use for things like that, they just weighed one down mentally. The Valefor, one on each side of Estrik and the bear, eagerly awaited a battle, and so did the pure white bear, although strangely it was not a polar bear.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2007 10:26:12 GMT -5
Eithne said nothing, which would have been expected if one knew Eithne- but nobody did know Eithne here so silence was in fact unexpected. She made no moves for her weapons whatsoever so whether or not she wanted to fight wouldn't be something that could be figured out so easily. She slowly began to walk around Estrik, the bear, and the strange creature. Her gait was steady and relaxed, her feet made no noise upon the ground as if she wasn't even there and instead was just an illusion. Her stone cold red eyes examined every detail, how Estrik sat now- she took note of it. She could tell how experienced a rider he was from how he sat, specifically his back, knees, and heels. She looked towards the summons, decent if anything and then her gaze went to the weapon, Aurora could break right through the staff- the dragon claw was the only thing she really felt she should worry about... though not worry too terribly much- it was a tooth. Her opponent didn't seem to be carrying any silver or things that could do any real damage so all she'd have to do was protect her heart and there would be no possible way that she would lose. She smirked.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 10:38:50 GMT -5
"I really hope you won't take advantage of the blind," Estrik said, "And what was your name?" Estrik began to pry into her mind, although a name is usually the first thing you come to. "Ah, Eithine. I also see that you are worried about your heart, you must be a vampire," Estrik said in a calm tone. 'Lifeforce' was still in his hand and he placed his staff on his back; he patted the bear on the head, and it showed its teeth fiercely, ready to snap someone's neck if necessary.
The Valefors, now took to the skies. They sharpened their claws even more with steel, and one dive-bombed Eithine, the other landed and charged her from the ground behind her, taking the steel from its claws and turning it into a living spear, which then attempted to pierce her heart.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2007 10:50:07 GMT -5
Guards were immediately set up in her mind, Eithne was suprisingly good at this since it could be imagined that over a vampire's lifetime that one would meet many people who would want to pry into your thoughts. Eithne met one of those people on the night she was turned, and his name was Alysdair and now Eithne instantly hated this person, Estrik because he had violated her thoughts.
Her opponent was fighting from the back of a bear, one thing to be taken into consideration and then noting how he was seated it was likely that he hadn't ridden much in his lifetime. She pulled her weapon, Aurora from it's holster on her back and she heald it up to block the attack on her heart and she ran towards the Valefor on the ground- if the airborne one attempted to attack her then it'd hit the other Valefor. She was either removing the possibility of an attack from one or eliminating both of them.
'Coward, fighting with beasts and creatures instead of actually coming down here to face me...' she thought in her guarded mind.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 11:05:33 GMT -5
Estrik's left hand glove began to give off a black aura. To whoever it was affecting, it would seem like the closed eye on it opened up to reveal a black hole, one that would suck in the concentration of whoever fell into it's view. The opened one seemed to create a twister to Estrik's mind, giving him the extra bursts of thoughts, and during this time, caught the end of Eithine's internal monologue.
During this time, the Valefor grabbed by Eithine excreted a steel copy of itself around its body, and then slipped through her arms. The copy once again turned into a living spear and now had an open target for Eithine's heart. The one in the air continued its dive-bomb as it saw the other get away. "I doubt if it is very cowardly for the blind to fight using summoned beasts. Consider it a handicap," he said, giving a strangely warm smile in the heat of battle.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2007 11:16:44 GMT -5
'If you needed a handicap you shouldn't have started a battle.' she thought as sweat formed on her brow and her mind tried to bring back reason. Estrik's damned gloves broke the concentration and of course Eithne knew that they were enchanted in some way but it didn't keep memories from coming back up, Alysdair's hypnotic gaze, and even worse yet was the remembering of the night, her mind entered and manipulated so she wouldn't resist him and the feeling of flesh against flesh. Eithne shuddered as she pushed the memories away, 'Stay out!' she mentally shouted at Estrik as her sword pulled through the air to slice at her opponents, the Valefors.
First this person, Estrik declares a battle for no reason that concerned Eithne and now he was probing through her mind with his god forsaken gloves to aid him. She made a vow that she would kill him, no matter what. Maybe not now, but most certainly the little imbecile would be found dead soon enough. Nobody entered Eithne's mind- ever.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 11:56:07 GMT -5
"Well, I feel like I owe you something for prying into your mind," he said. He opened a link between the two, everything Estrik thought Eithine knew and vice-versa. Eithine could now see everything that had happened to him, the night where Croatoan entered his body and killed everyone, when his brother died, all those dreaded moonless nights where Croatoan was out and about, usually on some spree of killing or hurting. "You really think you are the only one who has it bad? You need to open your eyes and look around you, most of the people here have been screwed over one way or another," Estrik said, and then terminated the link.
The Valefor that attempted the dive-bomb was thrown back by the force of the sword. Although there was no cut, the impact hurt the beast like hell, and it collided into a tree, barely able to get back up, but it soon dropped down and vanished in a puff of smoke. The other Valefor dodged the attack, and now the steel spear was directly against Eithine's chest, the point of it ready to pierce her heart in an instant. "Now, you could call defeat and live to fight another day, or the Valefor could kill you where you stand, it's your choice," Estrik said, now empthasizing with Eithine. It was a horrible experience looking from your own eyes and having no control over what you do.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2007 12:11:48 GMT -5
Eithne didn't care about this person's problems and she hit the spear away with the blade of her sword, eyes narrowed. The funny thing about this battle was that Eithne was at less than half strength, she hadn't had a bite to drink in what seemed like forever. She was obviously no less angry- she saw it as just more intrusions in her thoughts rather than some sort of pity, and she didn't want pity anyways. There were more details that Estrik had missed, like Adem- he had been Eithne's fiancee. That cretin Alysdair had come and ruined her life and got her exiled, then Alysdair always made sure there was some reason why Eithne couldn't leave. It took her almost 100 years to rid herself of him. Estrik didn't know that, did he? He didn't know of what she had seen over the years of why she kept her true last name hidden, or even why she kept her mouth silent.
She had pushed the steel staff aside and she thrusted the blade of her sword at the creature, wanting to finish this as soon as possible- so that she could focus on actually killing the seer.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 12:24:48 GMT -5
The thrust at the beast did next to nothing, it seemed more like a poke to the Valefor. Swinging the blade randomly would probably have more of an effect. Ooooo, a battle. I better get some popcorn, Croatoan said, now the voice was growing stronger, the new moon was in a couple of days. At least if he was about to be killed, Croatoan would probably step in and either kill or severely wound Eithine if necessary to survive. At least in a stage of voluntary release, Estrik could determine how long he stays out.
Estrik hopped off the bear, and it began to attack Eithine. If she really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't let that happen, he would start to pull out all the stops. The Valefor once again sharpened its claws with steel, and its hands soon became shields for it. The Valefor leaped up and then crashed down on Eithine, while the bear got to Eithine and stood up on its hind legs and began to strike the vampire with its claws, sharp and deadly, and it glared its fangs while doing so.
Estrik was still out of the heat of battle, although he had his spear ready in case of the bear leaving the field of battle. He held the Pure Orb in his hands, and summoned one last Valefor. Summoning things like these was getting easier and easier. He put the orb back in his pocket and kept the Valefor just summoned close by his side in case of another attack. If he was attacked directly, he would probably have to resort to letting him out, this girl seemed too strong for him. Admitting being less than someone was far from a weakness, it just showed you might be smarter.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2007 12:39:29 GMT -5
Eithne kicked the heels of her boots against the creature with suprising force for her frail body and released herself from the Valefor and swung the blade of her weapon, Aurora long and wide, slamming into the metallic creature and she continued the swing in an attempt to get a decent sized gash into the bear. This wasn't much of a battle to be honest- it was more along the lines of a gladitorial battle, the thought made Eithne smirk. 'Where's my net? Gladiators always got a net.' she thought, letting the thought out- knowing that Estrik would likely be listening.
She pulled herself low to the ground as she broke out into a run, she was fast, nearly a blur as she ran, ducking down, even closer to the earth when she reached Estrik and she pushed up, thrusting the blade at him, 'Now I'd like to suggest you take a quick step to your right, it would be best that you don't get decapitated.' she thought to him with a laugh, whatever she was doing was a mystery...
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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 12:48:37 GMT -5
The bear mostly parried the attack, except for a medium sized cut on its paw, nothing too serious or deep. The bear then ran after Eithine on all fours, now in a state of berserk rage at being cut, bears are very sentimental about their fur, especially now because the once beautiful white fur had a stain of red on it. It reached Eithine's back and bit deep into her shoulder while she was still distracted with Estrik.
The other Valefor that had been kicked was not as damaged as the previous one had been, but still pretty hurt, although it could still fight. It covered its claws in even more steel, surprisingly it wasn't that heavy. It also went to the back of Eithine, and dug its claws into both of her legs.
The Valefor that was with Estrik coated its claws in steel, and pushed the blade away, while Estrik went to the opposite side of the pushed blade, even before the Valefor did it. He ran around to the back of Eithine, behind the Valefor and the Bear. Eithine was speedy, true, but he had the better reflexes and the beauty of pretty much knowing what is to come.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2007 12:58:38 GMT -5
Eithne felt a pain in her shoulder and she could smell the blood dripping from her shoulder and now from the back of her legs. The gash on her legs already beginning to heal and she tore herself away from the bear, a large chunk of flesh tore from her bone and it began healing up but Eithne could feel the burning of her veins constricting, she needed more blood. She couldn't fight like this lest she actually get into a state where she'd kill Estrik right now. She wanted to kill him later- see his blind eyes roll back in the sockets as the life left him, suprised expression locked on his face.
If Eithne kept the battle going she'd never get the pleasure of the death she wished to give Estrik, she dropped her sword, 'You win.' she said with a shrug as the hole in her back began healing up. The thing though about her loss was that you could see her pupils getting smaller and the red growing deeper, you could see that she would have been able to continue the battle and maybe even kill Estrik. 'Call off your creatures and come here.' She carried no weapons with her and he expression was peaceable enough, you know... conveying the whole I'm-going-to-kill-you-but-just-not-now kinda thing.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 18, 2007 13:09:44 GMT -5
Estrik gave a flick of the wrist and the creatures backed off, although they didn't disappear, they simply stayed close to him. He removed the helm, letting his dirty-blond hair fall down, covering his ears, but not quite his eyes. He put the hide helm underneath his arm, "Do you have blood that you can get, or do you need mine?" he asked with a genuine worry in his voice. Even though the girl just tried to kill him, it doesn't mean he didn't like her. He felt something, he didn't know really what it was, towards her. "Really, if you need some blood, take some of mine, just don't drink it all," he said, ending it in a joking tone. Truthfully, Estrik didn't hate anyone, except for his demon, but that was a different story. "Sorry for the prying, I just need to learn a little something from everyone, although yours seemed to be one of the worst experiences."
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