59th of Summer, 508
[Nightfall descends upon the wilderness of Sylira and clouds the region in darkness, then twilight as the moon rises above the world to let it bask in an evanescent glow, the wilds are a dangerous place and even more so at night. Not just because of all manner of creature that might be lurking but also because animals, monsters too, aren’t the only things that might be waiting in the darkness to strike out at the unsuspecting. What manner of fate might befall the unwary traveller if he wasn’t careful in how he conducted his journey? Only the darkness knows for sure and it often prefers to keep its answers close to the chest.]
[Outside of Sunberth a small fire could be seen in a thicket of trees, it was concealed but poorly, however it was far enough away from the main road that anyone looking might have missed it or thought their eyes were playing tricks. Near the fire was a single tree, thick and tall marking it as old, and a hooded and cloaked figure that sat nearby with hands outstretched warming himself. Anyone could see that the man was alone. Also, he did not come with a tent nor any other supplies from the look of it marking this as a likely temporary place of rest for him. It wasn’t uncommon to see the occasional brigand around these parts but this man did not have the look of a sell sword about him, he looked bent and wizened, his clothes were tattered and frayed.]
[Eryss had only ventured out of Sunberth because he had been required to. It had been over thirty days since he burnt Karl alive in his own home and after a bit of legwork he was able to track down the last person he’d been looking for on his list. Odelia was her name. Years earlier she had been the matron of an orphanage which sold its children out as slave labourers, or worse, until they had either died or were old enough to be sent out into the world on their own. All of this was stricken from the ledgers of course, the children were listed as having been adopted when they were found dead or went missing and those of them who reached the age of adulthood usually died shortly afterwards. Escape from this woman often meant running away and hiding where they could never find you. Eryss could remember the night he and several of his friends ran quite clearly. Now he had come back to seek revenge and he would have it.]
[According to what Eryss had learned Odelia was leaving Sunberth after learning Karl and several of the others had been found dead. It had been relayed to him, by one of the men in her employ no less, that she would be on the road in the evening and would stop to make camp at night. Now Eryss was waiting, looking into the amber glow of his fire, he knew where they were but he wanted them to make camp and settle in before he moved off to strike. He was a patient man. Anger had a way of making you thus if it was tempered correctly. Harnessing anger made it a powerful weapon that one could draw strength from and when it was unleashed they could truly accomplish amazing feats.]
[Reaching out with one of his hands Eryss let his fingers flex closer to the flame of his fire. Allowing the flames to embrace his hand with their warmth he held it there, unwavering, while the heat built as though he were waiting for it to reach a pinnacle and start to burn him but before it happened he pulled away. Looking at his hand afterwards he laughed briefly and then began climbing to his feet where he stretched both of his arms and his back. Limbering himself up somewhat.]
[Smothering the fire he’d leave the embers to burn before moving off into the night, having decided it was time to seek out his quarry and pay her a visit, and in the direction of the road leading away from Sunberth. Eryss knew his way back to the road but once he found it he stayed purposefully off to the side and started to move adjacent its length, using the darkness and some of the trees to his advantage as a sort of natural camouflage as much as he could, earlier in the evening while he was looking out he had seen caravan of the woman so it shouldn’t be to far now.]
[Up ahead, after he’d been walking adjacent the road for several minutes, Eryss saw the light of another campfire just off the main road and he stopped. Creeping ahead Eryss would crouch so that he could take a closer look but not to close, the Wizard wasn’t exceptionally good at sneaking around so he wanted to keep his distance, only enough so that he could make out what was going on in the camp and make out a rough number of how many Guards there were. When he had made it to a better vantage point he’d stay low and crouched, watching through the loose brush of foliage, and then he started to count slowly while watching the movements of the men inside the camp. Everyone appeared quite relaxed and unassuming.]
[It was moments later as he watched that he heard a feminine voice calling for a Guard from a large, pavilion style, tent and then he knew that was where she was. Eryss clenched one of his hands until his nails were biting miserably into his palm and he backed away from the camp so that he could prepare himself just out of site of anyone who might come looking for something suspicious.]
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[Flashback] My rage be fulfilled (Solo)
by Eryss Waldu on June 29th, 2011, 3:57 pm
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[Flashback] My rage be fulfilled (Solo)
by Eryss Waldu on June 29th, 2011, 4:39 pm
[Altogether what Eryss saw while not enormous was impressive, the camp had two tents one which was a Pavilion where Odelia could be found and another which was much smaller and used for her guards between their shifts. Before sinking back away to prepare Eryss counted three men and assumed at least two more were in the smaller tent, all of the Guards wore a type of leather armor and appeared to be carrying Spears with them alongside a short sword, at least one of the Guards was a professional and the others likely ranged from competent in their work to newly recruited bodies. Difficult to say what was what from the distance Eryss had been at. There was a carriage too, which is what Odelia would have ridden in, and several horses for the others all tied to nearby trees where they now grazed on grass themselves.]
[Funny that slipping by the animals would likely prove much more difficult then outmanoeuvring the men guarding his target.]
[Backing away from the encampment though Eryss, knowing this would be much more difficult then when he had taken revenge on the others, began to concentrate and center his mind so that he could draw on his inner source of power and funnel his djed through himself. Exuding the djed Eryss would undergo a complex, and oft time consuming procedure, as he began to coat himself in the hazy and translucent blanket of the Shield that he was now creating. Weaving the Shield over himself Eryss knew that he did not have hours to make it right and so it would be rough at best, maybe thinner in some places and thicker in others, but he craft it so that he could defend himself as was necessary and tasked it to protect him from piercing metal such as the spears he had seen the guards carrying or a thrust from a sword or knife. Once he had finished the Shield flickered as though it were static for a moment and then faded into a translucent and almost invisible form, maybe not quite invisible because of its rough creation, passable unless someone was staring closely at Eryss.]
[Instead of charging in like a mad man Eryss knew that if he waited a little longer he would be find an opportunity, he just had to be observant and wait patiently, and so crouching down and moving through the brush again he watched the Guards. It only took a few minutes, one man moved off to defecate himself leaving only two Guards, and seeing his opportunity Eryss moved off though it hadn’t been in the direction of the tent where his victim lay unaware that he was so close by.]
[Following the Guard that moved away from the others Eryss crept around the camp so that he could watch from a distance as the man moved away from the camp, outside of its firelight, and into the dark of the woodland so that he could relieve himself. He could see as the Guard took his Spear and set it down against a tree before unlacing his trousers so that he could begin urinating beside the same tree he had set his weapon down again. While the Guard was unaware Eryss had reached into his cloak and removed a thin bladed Dagger, a common blade, and while the Wizard was no assassin he didn’t think it would be extremely difficult to knife a man in the back while he was occupied.]
[With the Dagger in his right hand Eryss, who had been watching the Guard, leapt from the position he had been crouching in and ran towards the Guard. It was just as the Guard had finished and began to tuck and re lace his trousers. He made just to much noise and the Guard, hearing him, turned to look just to late as Eryss ran at him with the dagger raised in his hand. Leaping at the Guard Eryss would stab downwards at the man, the sudden surprise and unbalanced position the Guard was in causing him to fall over with Eryss on top of him, while the fell onto the ground. On his first attempt Eryss landed a blow against the mans armor but didn’t penetrate and quickly improvised his tactics by using his freehand to clamp down over his mouth, preventing him from screaming but not from biting down, he wanted to howl when he felt teeth sinking into his flesh but instead he drove the dagger down into the Guards throat. The second stab hit home and the Guard gurgled on his own blood while Eryss kept his hand over the man’s mouth until he was sure he’d died.]
[Breathing, Eryss remained mounted over the dead Guards body before he heard...”Brock! Brock do you need help finding it!?”...and then the sound of approaching footsteps followed shortly thereafter leaving Eryss to scramble away and back into the darkness of the wilds. He cursed under his breath as he went because he may have lost his chance.
“Intruder!!! Hardolf, Brock is dead!”
Went the cry that Eryss had heard moments later. Next it was the sound of guards being roused from the tent that they were sleeping and arming themselves while they mobilized and took up a defensive position around the perimeter of the camp. Eryss who had since disappeared into the brush went unseen for now as he crouched down again, moving himself around the camp and to the far side towards the horses while the Guards made ready for whoever had come to assassinate their charge but the Wizard changed his tactics again.]
[Nearing the horses while the others were in an uproar Eryss channelled a small amount of djed through himself and emitted res from his palm that formed into a miniature orb before igniting like a makeshift inferno. Holding it above his hand where it hovered he’d hurl the small fireball towards the horses where it exploded in their midst and sent the animals into a frenzy, many of them pulling at the ropes they been tethered with as they stomped and bucked and kicked in all directions causing a man to shout...”The Horses! Over by the horses!”...but by then Eryss was already on the move again.]
[Funny that slipping by the animals would likely prove much more difficult then outmanoeuvring the men guarding his target.]
[Backing away from the encampment though Eryss, knowing this would be much more difficult then when he had taken revenge on the others, began to concentrate and center his mind so that he could draw on his inner source of power and funnel his djed through himself. Exuding the djed Eryss would undergo a complex, and oft time consuming procedure, as he began to coat himself in the hazy and translucent blanket of the Shield that he was now creating. Weaving the Shield over himself Eryss knew that he did not have hours to make it right and so it would be rough at best, maybe thinner in some places and thicker in others, but he craft it so that he could defend himself as was necessary and tasked it to protect him from piercing metal such as the spears he had seen the guards carrying or a thrust from a sword or knife. Once he had finished the Shield flickered as though it were static for a moment and then faded into a translucent and almost invisible form, maybe not quite invisible because of its rough creation, passable unless someone was staring closely at Eryss.]
[Instead of charging in like a mad man Eryss knew that if he waited a little longer he would be find an opportunity, he just had to be observant and wait patiently, and so crouching down and moving through the brush again he watched the Guards. It only took a few minutes, one man moved off to defecate himself leaving only two Guards, and seeing his opportunity Eryss moved off though it hadn’t been in the direction of the tent where his victim lay unaware that he was so close by.]
[Following the Guard that moved away from the others Eryss crept around the camp so that he could watch from a distance as the man moved away from the camp, outside of its firelight, and into the dark of the woodland so that he could relieve himself. He could see as the Guard took his Spear and set it down against a tree before unlacing his trousers so that he could begin urinating beside the same tree he had set his weapon down again. While the Guard was unaware Eryss had reached into his cloak and removed a thin bladed Dagger, a common blade, and while the Wizard was no assassin he didn’t think it would be extremely difficult to knife a man in the back while he was occupied.]
[With the Dagger in his right hand Eryss, who had been watching the Guard, leapt from the position he had been crouching in and ran towards the Guard. It was just as the Guard had finished and began to tuck and re lace his trousers. He made just to much noise and the Guard, hearing him, turned to look just to late as Eryss ran at him with the dagger raised in his hand. Leaping at the Guard Eryss would stab downwards at the man, the sudden surprise and unbalanced position the Guard was in causing him to fall over with Eryss on top of him, while the fell onto the ground. On his first attempt Eryss landed a blow against the mans armor but didn’t penetrate and quickly improvised his tactics by using his freehand to clamp down over his mouth, preventing him from screaming but not from biting down, he wanted to howl when he felt teeth sinking into his flesh but instead he drove the dagger down into the Guards throat. The second stab hit home and the Guard gurgled on his own blood while Eryss kept his hand over the man’s mouth until he was sure he’d died.]
[Breathing, Eryss remained mounted over the dead Guards body before he heard...”Brock! Brock do you need help finding it!?”...and then the sound of approaching footsteps followed shortly thereafter leaving Eryss to scramble away and back into the darkness of the wilds. He cursed under his breath as he went because he may have lost his chance.
“Intruder!!! Hardolf, Brock is dead!”
Went the cry that Eryss had heard moments later. Next it was the sound of guards being roused from the tent that they were sleeping and arming themselves while they mobilized and took up a defensive position around the perimeter of the camp. Eryss who had since disappeared into the brush went unseen for now as he crouched down again, moving himself around the camp and to the far side towards the horses while the Guards made ready for whoever had come to assassinate their charge but the Wizard changed his tactics again.]
[Nearing the horses while the others were in an uproar Eryss channelled a small amount of djed through himself and emitted res from his palm that formed into a miniature orb before igniting like a makeshift inferno. Holding it above his hand where it hovered he’d hurl the small fireball towards the horses where it exploded in their midst and sent the animals into a frenzy, many of them pulling at the ropes they been tethered with as they stomped and bucked and kicked in all directions causing a man to shout...”The Horses! Over by the horses!”...but by then Eryss was already on the move again.]
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[Flashback] My rage be fulfilled (Solo)
by Eryss Waldu on June 29th, 2011, 5:33 pm
[The Horses were a magnificent distraction, at least one of the Guards ran over to get them under control again, while the other three stayed in the center of the camp trying to regroup themselves in case an outright attack occurred. Another man left soon afterwards to round the back of the Pavilion tent and ensure that no one attempted to infiltrate it while they were all busy in the camp.]
[While this was occurring that same feminine voice was heard again calling...”Hardolf! What’s happening out there!?”...before the Guard that had rounded the tent came rushing back and went inside towards the voice, that must have been Hardolf, likely to explain the situation and what had happened to her. Odelia must have known what was going on because she screamed and it sounded like she told her most competent bodyguard to find the intruder and bring him to her. Apparently Odelia wasn’t quite as afraid as Eryss thought she might have been but no matter. He didn’t care if she begged as long as she died when he was done with her.]
[With the camp in disarray Eryss took advantage of all the distractions though and summoned another globe of res from himself which he craft and left translucent before casting towards the fire that the Guards had been gathered around when he was first watching the camp. Instead of igniting the translucent globe of res though Eryss tasked it to attract fire and so as he cast it towards the bonfire that the men had been gathered around it began its work. Drawing the heat and flame towards itself the sphere went unnoticed at first until the Guards turned to see it, the alien movements of the fire inwards towards the translucent globe catching their attention, neither of the two men standing there knew exactly what to make of it.]
[It wasn’t until a moment later when Hardolf emerged from the tent that Eryss heard him shouting...”You fools get away from it!”...but by then it was to late as Eryss willed the res that made the globe to ignite and explode outwards sending all the flame it had gathered back out in the opposite direction as a wash of flame. Exploding as it did was bad enough, the flames likely did minimal damage and singed what they touched, but the concussion blast of the explosion threw the two men who had been closest to it off their feet and onto the ground where they lay prone afterwards. Incapacitated but not dead. Hardolf was far more fortunate then the other two men, he was able to raise arm and shield himself from much of the blast, but still suffered superficial burns and was knocked backwards until he could regain his footing. When it was over the man didn’t seem entirely deterred, Hardolf it seemed had gotten a better idea as to what was going on around here.]
[Odds had increased for Eryss by now as long as the two Guards who had become incapacitated stayed that way but the Wizard was still entirely so foolish as to charge out into the open. He waited, watching as Hardolf recovered, before planning his next move. While he remained crouched Eryss had decided to take the battle into the open and so, standing, he walked out of the brush and towards the encampment where he could be easily seen. On the way he had begun to form another ball of res in the palm of his right hand and he did not have to move far before he heard a voice calling out...”Halt!”...and he looked to see Hardolf, who had seen him, with his spear raised and ready to be hurled towards him.]
[Were it not for the Shield he had formed over himself earlier Eryss might have been the worse for wear because after he had begun turning towards the voice of Hardolf the man cast his spear at him. It struck the shield though and was deflected aside by a shimmering wave of energy that threw it off course and away causing Hardolf to growl and reach for his short sword which he drew before charging towards Eryss. By the time Hardolf had taken his second step Eryss had ignited the res in his hand and waited, it wasn’t until the man was almost on top of him that Eryss threw the fireball dead center into his chest and caused him to barrel backwards. Enveloped in the flames that struck him Hardolf was left on the ground, the fire died quickly but his body was still left smoking and the leather armor he wore had a moderately sized hole punched into revealing his chest, maybe he wasn’t dead but one look at him and it was doubtful he would be in this fight again.]
[Another sound alerted Eryss to a body nearby and he turned to see the Guard that had run off towards the horses after he had sent them into a frenzy. Locking eyes with one another Eryss could see that this Guard was just a youth, he had little experience in the matter, and so the Wizard decided to be generous by telling him...
“Our quarrel doesn’t need to be with one another boy. Run away and you will live.”
...the sight of his two other companies laid out on the ground and Hardolf smoking not far from the two of them was really all the convincing the younger man needed to see as he turned and ran off into the night soon afterwards. It was a wise choice that he made.]
[Without anything to occupy him further Eryss had turned back towards the large Pavilion tent and started stalking towards it. Walking until he raised his hands and moved aside the entrance flaps so that he could step inside and mutter...”Now that we’re alone we can catch up with one another.”...Eryss had been looking forward to this moment for a long time now and would relish it.]
[While this was occurring that same feminine voice was heard again calling...”Hardolf! What’s happening out there!?”...before the Guard that had rounded the tent came rushing back and went inside towards the voice, that must have been Hardolf, likely to explain the situation and what had happened to her. Odelia must have known what was going on because she screamed and it sounded like she told her most competent bodyguard to find the intruder and bring him to her. Apparently Odelia wasn’t quite as afraid as Eryss thought she might have been but no matter. He didn’t care if she begged as long as she died when he was done with her.]
[With the camp in disarray Eryss took advantage of all the distractions though and summoned another globe of res from himself which he craft and left translucent before casting towards the fire that the Guards had been gathered around when he was first watching the camp. Instead of igniting the translucent globe of res though Eryss tasked it to attract fire and so as he cast it towards the bonfire that the men had been gathered around it began its work. Drawing the heat and flame towards itself the sphere went unnoticed at first until the Guards turned to see it, the alien movements of the fire inwards towards the translucent globe catching their attention, neither of the two men standing there knew exactly what to make of it.]
[It wasn’t until a moment later when Hardolf emerged from the tent that Eryss heard him shouting...”You fools get away from it!”...but by then it was to late as Eryss willed the res that made the globe to ignite and explode outwards sending all the flame it had gathered back out in the opposite direction as a wash of flame. Exploding as it did was bad enough, the flames likely did minimal damage and singed what they touched, but the concussion blast of the explosion threw the two men who had been closest to it off their feet and onto the ground where they lay prone afterwards. Incapacitated but not dead. Hardolf was far more fortunate then the other two men, he was able to raise arm and shield himself from much of the blast, but still suffered superficial burns and was knocked backwards until he could regain his footing. When it was over the man didn’t seem entirely deterred, Hardolf it seemed had gotten a better idea as to what was going on around here.]
[Odds had increased for Eryss by now as long as the two Guards who had become incapacitated stayed that way but the Wizard was still entirely so foolish as to charge out into the open. He waited, watching as Hardolf recovered, before planning his next move. While he remained crouched Eryss had decided to take the battle into the open and so, standing, he walked out of the brush and towards the encampment where he could be easily seen. On the way he had begun to form another ball of res in the palm of his right hand and he did not have to move far before he heard a voice calling out...”Halt!”...and he looked to see Hardolf, who had seen him, with his spear raised and ready to be hurled towards him.]
[Were it not for the Shield he had formed over himself earlier Eryss might have been the worse for wear because after he had begun turning towards the voice of Hardolf the man cast his spear at him. It struck the shield though and was deflected aside by a shimmering wave of energy that threw it off course and away causing Hardolf to growl and reach for his short sword which he drew before charging towards Eryss. By the time Hardolf had taken his second step Eryss had ignited the res in his hand and waited, it wasn’t until the man was almost on top of him that Eryss threw the fireball dead center into his chest and caused him to barrel backwards. Enveloped in the flames that struck him Hardolf was left on the ground, the fire died quickly but his body was still left smoking and the leather armor he wore had a moderately sized hole punched into revealing his chest, maybe he wasn’t dead but one look at him and it was doubtful he would be in this fight again.]
[Another sound alerted Eryss to a body nearby and he turned to see the Guard that had run off towards the horses after he had sent them into a frenzy. Locking eyes with one another Eryss could see that this Guard was just a youth, he had little experience in the matter, and so the Wizard decided to be generous by telling him...
“Our quarrel doesn’t need to be with one another boy. Run away and you will live.”
...the sight of his two other companies laid out on the ground and Hardolf smoking not far from the two of them was really all the convincing the younger man needed to see as he turned and ran off into the night soon afterwards. It was a wise choice that he made.]
[Without anything to occupy him further Eryss had turned back towards the large Pavilion tent and started stalking towards it. Walking until he raised his hands and moved aside the entrance flaps so that he could step inside and mutter...”Now that we’re alone we can catch up with one another.”...Eryss had been looking forward to this moment for a long time now and would relish it.]
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[Flashback] My rage be fulfilled (Solo)
by Eryss Waldu on June 29th, 2011, 6:20 pm
[Inside the pavilion tent Eryss saw a large bed, obviously one meant for travelling but comfortable nonetheless, alongside a basin for washing and a desk where a parchment and quill of ink sat, there was also another table set aside for eating that was laden with a platter of fruit that looked ripe and juicy ready to be eaten. None of this deterred or distracted the Wizard though he needn’t scan the interior of the tent long before he saw the woman that he had been looking, she wasn’t quite the same as he remembered her but her face was familiar and the voice he had heard was unmistakeable, and as looked at her Eryss could tell that she knew who he was.]
[Odelia was of the mature age, she’d seen at least fifty years of life, but she looked to be at least ten years younger than she was. Her hair was long and vibrant, brown in color, and her eyes were a smouldering and unmistakeable blue. When she was younger she had been athletic and toned but the years, while kind, had left Odelia a little heavier though still quite attractive; she had the breasts and backside to entrance a man staring at them and she wore elegant clothing. Even now, so near her death, it was a dress that fit snugly to her form and revealed much of her to the eye. However nothing about her body was Odelia’s main asset, it was her keen and assertive mind that had always set her apart from others.]
[Looking at her Eryss started towards the woman when she lift a hand and told him...”Its been so long Eryss and you would kill me so soon. I’m heartbroken.”...this caught the Wizards attention and he paused before deciding that he had enough time to entertain a very short conversation with her seeing as how it was to be her last one...
“Fourteen years. When I was a child running away was the last time I saw you face to face. I’m surprised you remember.”...his voice was as a moan and he spoke quietly, his breathing laboured maybe from the exertion of using his magic, but Eryss was far from out of energy to fuel himself and that was plain to see by looking at him.
“How could I forget those eyes?”...Odelia would respond while a smile began to spread across her features thinly...”They always burned with such a magnificent amount of hatred for the world. Every time we tried to teach you discipline they got a little brighter.”...now she was referring to the beatings that had occurred to all the children that were under her care amongst other things that while Eryss was not a victim of several of his peers were.
Impressed that she could recollect it all so clearly Eryss let his head tilt to the side before his eyes narrowed and he retorted...”Oh you succeeded. You taught the virtue of patience and how to nurture my anger so that I could use it to become more than I was. Every time you had your men beat me, slice off a piece of skin, I grew just a little bit more focused.”...in a way he had to admit that he owned Odelia something for making him as driven as he was now but that didn’t make up for everything else nor would it ever even after she was dead.
Maybe boldness had gotten the better of her but Odelia actually laughed after Eryss had finished and chided him by saying...”I made you what you are. I will be with you forever.”...and then she moved towards him carefully, her footsteps short in the dress she wore.]
[Eryss didn’t move away, not even when she raised her hand to smack him once across the face, and with his head turned after she’d struck the blow the Wizard had found the Dagger in his right hand again from out of his cloak. Burying it ahead he plunged it into her abdomen and caused Odelia to gasp, her eyes widening at the sudden jolt of pain, as a stain of crimson began to brighten her dress and leaning closer Eryss would tell her...”Enjoy the fruits of your labour in any of the hells you go to.”...then he would twist the blade of the dagger in her and open the wound further before letting her fall back away from him and then it was over. Odelia was dead.]
[It came over Eryss as a revelation then that he felt no better now that she was dead then he did beforehand when he was still seeking his revenge, the same darkness in his heart still remained unchanged. Unfulfilled might have been the best way to describe exactly how Eryss was feeling at that moment but taking a breath, his mission done, he turned away from the body of Odelia and moved to leave the tent were she lied dead on the floor in.]
[Walking to the entrance of the pavilion Eryss hadn’t expected a heavy handed blow to rattle him across the mouth and send him sprawling backwards but that didn’t stop it from happening. Tasting the coppery signature of his own blood in his mouth as he fell onto his back Eryss saw cobwebs and swore he had just been hit by a ram but as his eyesight cleared all he saw was Hardolf standing over him still quite alive. He’d removed the ruined leather armor that he had been wearing and his body was burned, blood could be clearly seen on his chest where the fire had struck him, but reaching down to clasp ahold of Eryss Hardolf didn’t seem as bad off as the Wizard had hoped. Apparently just because someone might look dead didn’t necessarily mean that they were or so Eryss just learned.]
[Odelia was of the mature age, she’d seen at least fifty years of life, but she looked to be at least ten years younger than she was. Her hair was long and vibrant, brown in color, and her eyes were a smouldering and unmistakeable blue. When she was younger she had been athletic and toned but the years, while kind, had left Odelia a little heavier though still quite attractive; she had the breasts and backside to entrance a man staring at them and she wore elegant clothing. Even now, so near her death, it was a dress that fit snugly to her form and revealed much of her to the eye. However nothing about her body was Odelia’s main asset, it was her keen and assertive mind that had always set her apart from others.]
[Looking at her Eryss started towards the woman when she lift a hand and told him...”Its been so long Eryss and you would kill me so soon. I’m heartbroken.”...this caught the Wizards attention and he paused before deciding that he had enough time to entertain a very short conversation with her seeing as how it was to be her last one...
“Fourteen years. When I was a child running away was the last time I saw you face to face. I’m surprised you remember.”...his voice was as a moan and he spoke quietly, his breathing laboured maybe from the exertion of using his magic, but Eryss was far from out of energy to fuel himself and that was plain to see by looking at him.
“How could I forget those eyes?”...Odelia would respond while a smile began to spread across her features thinly...”They always burned with such a magnificent amount of hatred for the world. Every time we tried to teach you discipline they got a little brighter.”...now she was referring to the beatings that had occurred to all the children that were under her care amongst other things that while Eryss was not a victim of several of his peers were.
Impressed that she could recollect it all so clearly Eryss let his head tilt to the side before his eyes narrowed and he retorted...”Oh you succeeded. You taught the virtue of patience and how to nurture my anger so that I could use it to become more than I was. Every time you had your men beat me, slice off a piece of skin, I grew just a little bit more focused.”...in a way he had to admit that he owned Odelia something for making him as driven as he was now but that didn’t make up for everything else nor would it ever even after she was dead.
Maybe boldness had gotten the better of her but Odelia actually laughed after Eryss had finished and chided him by saying...”I made you what you are. I will be with you forever.”...and then she moved towards him carefully, her footsteps short in the dress she wore.]
[Eryss didn’t move away, not even when she raised her hand to smack him once across the face, and with his head turned after she’d struck the blow the Wizard had found the Dagger in his right hand again from out of his cloak. Burying it ahead he plunged it into her abdomen and caused Odelia to gasp, her eyes widening at the sudden jolt of pain, as a stain of crimson began to brighten her dress and leaning closer Eryss would tell her...”Enjoy the fruits of your labour in any of the hells you go to.”...then he would twist the blade of the dagger in her and open the wound further before letting her fall back away from him and then it was over. Odelia was dead.]
[It came over Eryss as a revelation then that he felt no better now that she was dead then he did beforehand when he was still seeking his revenge, the same darkness in his heart still remained unchanged. Unfulfilled might have been the best way to describe exactly how Eryss was feeling at that moment but taking a breath, his mission done, he turned away from the body of Odelia and moved to leave the tent were she lied dead on the floor in.]
[Walking to the entrance of the pavilion Eryss hadn’t expected a heavy handed blow to rattle him across the mouth and send him sprawling backwards but that didn’t stop it from happening. Tasting the coppery signature of his own blood in his mouth as he fell onto his back Eryss saw cobwebs and swore he had just been hit by a ram but as his eyesight cleared all he saw was Hardolf standing over him still quite alive. He’d removed the ruined leather armor that he had been wearing and his body was burned, blood could be clearly seen on his chest where the fire had struck him, but reaching down to clasp ahold of Eryss Hardolf didn’t seem as bad off as the Wizard had hoped. Apparently just because someone might look dead didn’t necessarily mean that they were or so Eryss just learned.]
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[Flashback] My rage be fulfilled (Solo)
by Eryss Waldu on June 29th, 2011, 6:49 pm
[At first Eryss wanted to take the dagger he had stabbed Odelia with and plunge it into Hardolf as well and he would have if he hadn’t lost it when he had been struck initially, the dagger having loosed from his grasp and fallen onto the floor of the tent somewhere, so with little recourse as Hardolf took hold of his Eryss realized that he was about to be hurt quite a bit which was a none to appealing proposition for him now or ever.]
[Using his hands Eryss tried to grab Hardolf by the wrists but the larger man shrugged him off and threw him backwards, sending Eryss stumbling off balance, after a few feet Eryss had collided with the table and platter of food and went head over heels over it. Up ending the table as well. Laying there the Wizard was groaning, he started to pull himself up but Hardolf was already there with a thick hand taking him around the neck as he started to stand and feebly Eryss tried to fight back, he threw a punch that knocked Hardolf across the jaw and turned his head an inch. Hardolf only smiled and delivered his own hook across Eryss jaw that sent blood flying out of the corner of the Wizards mouth and left his legs weak.]
[Releasing him Hardolf let Eryss slump down onto his knees and against the table he’d turned onto its side. Eryss barely had enough time to take a few breaths before Hardolf had taken the platter that fruit had been laid across and bent it over his head, Eryss saw stars when the platter made a thudding sound as it collide with his head and left him more of a mess but Hardolf was far from finished. Odelia was dead and he was essentially the last man standing. Now it was a matter of pride for Hardolf to finish off the Wizard and leave him a bloodied mess on the ground. He was succeeding at it thus far too.]
[Delivering a kick into the side of Eryss ribs that caused the Wizard to wheeze and lose almost all of his breath Hardolf was grabbing him by the scruff again before tossing him towards the desk that was located in the tent as well. Much like before Eryss barrelled into the desk the same as he had the table and went over it, taking it with him, and was laying there on the ground afterwards trying to catch him breath. Hardolf didn’t seem to be in any rush by the leisurely pace he used when walking towards Eryss after throwing him and that gave him a few minutes to begin regaining his senses.]
[Laying there Eryss saw something the corner of his eye, it was the quill that Odelia had used to write with, and rolling onto his stomach Eryss made it look as though he was trying to crawl away from his larger opponent who laughed and said...”Where do you think you’re going?”...in a gruff voice before planting his heel in the middle of Eryss back and crushing the Wizard into the ground. Eryss had just enough time to take the quill in his hand before Hardolf’s foot came down on top of him and he concealed it well as the man didn’t seem to notice it, otherwise Eryss was laying there in quite a great deal of pain though.]
[It wasn’t until Hardolf removed his foot and turn Eryss around that he would act. His hands locking around Eryss again as Hardolf reefed him onto his feet Eryss would raise his hand and stab with the quill that he had taken as a makeshift weapon. Thrusting it towards the face of Hardolf Eryss buried the quill into his left eye socket and caused the man to scream terribly before releasing him and stumbling away while reaching to pull the quill out of his eye. Eryss didn’t have much time as Hardolf came back around with a...”You bastard!”...but he made use of it to emit as much res as possible to cover both his hands and as Hardolf took hold of him again with murder in his eyes he clamped those hands against either side of his opponents face.]
[Igniting the res as fire Eryss, with hands locked against the side of Hardolf’s face, would use the flame to incinerate the mans skulls. Holding on as the flame poured forth after igniting itself Eryss could feel the skin of the mans face peeling away underneath his hold while Hardolf howled in both rage and fear not wanting to meet his end here at the hands of this whelp of a man. Eryss, consumed with his own desire to live, poured on the fire and fuelled it until a euphoric sensation came over him and he wanted more, he was beginning to overgive himself and would not stop in this case, the flames he made lit up Hardolf until his head resembled a burning pillar. When he was finally done Hardolf’s head was a burnt skull and as Eryss released he fell backwards, the same as the corpse, onto his back where he breathed deeply; the fire hadn’t come back on Eryss this time but it didn’t matter as the beating he had taken left almost inept.]
[He must have had bruised ribs at the very least, he knew his mouth had been split wide open, but he was alive. After laying on his back for a time Eryss would climb back onto his feet and move out into the remains of the camp. There were still horses nearby and he knew a little about riding so at least he would have a way back to Sunberth.]
[End.]
[Using his hands Eryss tried to grab Hardolf by the wrists but the larger man shrugged him off and threw him backwards, sending Eryss stumbling off balance, after a few feet Eryss had collided with the table and platter of food and went head over heels over it. Up ending the table as well. Laying there the Wizard was groaning, he started to pull himself up but Hardolf was already there with a thick hand taking him around the neck as he started to stand and feebly Eryss tried to fight back, he threw a punch that knocked Hardolf across the jaw and turned his head an inch. Hardolf only smiled and delivered his own hook across Eryss jaw that sent blood flying out of the corner of the Wizards mouth and left his legs weak.]
[Releasing him Hardolf let Eryss slump down onto his knees and against the table he’d turned onto its side. Eryss barely had enough time to take a few breaths before Hardolf had taken the platter that fruit had been laid across and bent it over his head, Eryss saw stars when the platter made a thudding sound as it collide with his head and left him more of a mess but Hardolf was far from finished. Odelia was dead and he was essentially the last man standing. Now it was a matter of pride for Hardolf to finish off the Wizard and leave him a bloodied mess on the ground. He was succeeding at it thus far too.]
[Delivering a kick into the side of Eryss ribs that caused the Wizard to wheeze and lose almost all of his breath Hardolf was grabbing him by the scruff again before tossing him towards the desk that was located in the tent as well. Much like before Eryss barrelled into the desk the same as he had the table and went over it, taking it with him, and was laying there on the ground afterwards trying to catch him breath. Hardolf didn’t seem to be in any rush by the leisurely pace he used when walking towards Eryss after throwing him and that gave him a few minutes to begin regaining his senses.]
[Laying there Eryss saw something the corner of his eye, it was the quill that Odelia had used to write with, and rolling onto his stomach Eryss made it look as though he was trying to crawl away from his larger opponent who laughed and said...”Where do you think you’re going?”...in a gruff voice before planting his heel in the middle of Eryss back and crushing the Wizard into the ground. Eryss had just enough time to take the quill in his hand before Hardolf’s foot came down on top of him and he concealed it well as the man didn’t seem to notice it, otherwise Eryss was laying there in quite a great deal of pain though.]
[It wasn’t until Hardolf removed his foot and turn Eryss around that he would act. His hands locking around Eryss again as Hardolf reefed him onto his feet Eryss would raise his hand and stab with the quill that he had taken as a makeshift weapon. Thrusting it towards the face of Hardolf Eryss buried the quill into his left eye socket and caused the man to scream terribly before releasing him and stumbling away while reaching to pull the quill out of his eye. Eryss didn’t have much time as Hardolf came back around with a...”You bastard!”...but he made use of it to emit as much res as possible to cover both his hands and as Hardolf took hold of him again with murder in his eyes he clamped those hands against either side of his opponents face.]
[Igniting the res as fire Eryss, with hands locked against the side of Hardolf’s face, would use the flame to incinerate the mans skulls. Holding on as the flame poured forth after igniting itself Eryss could feel the skin of the mans face peeling away underneath his hold while Hardolf howled in both rage and fear not wanting to meet his end here at the hands of this whelp of a man. Eryss, consumed with his own desire to live, poured on the fire and fuelled it until a euphoric sensation came over him and he wanted more, he was beginning to overgive himself and would not stop in this case, the flames he made lit up Hardolf until his head resembled a burning pillar. When he was finally done Hardolf’s head was a burnt skull and as Eryss released he fell backwards, the same as the corpse, onto his back where he breathed deeply; the fire hadn’t come back on Eryss this time but it didn’t matter as the beating he had taken left almost inept.]
[He must have had bruised ribs at the very least, he knew his mouth had been split wide open, but he was alive. After laying on his back for a time Eryss would climb back onto his feet and move out into the remains of the camp. There were still horses nearby and he knew a little about riding so at least he would have a way back to Sunberth.]
[End.]
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Eryss Waldu - Villain
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[Flashback] My rage be fulfilled (Solo)
by Secret on July 17th, 2011, 1:50 am
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All of these wounds will heal on their own, however for the next 10 Days your burned hands shall cause minor pains when hold or wielding anything. Further burns to the hands will cause higher levels of pain during this period of time. Notes
Very well done, I enjoyed this thread. I felt you slightly overused your dagger skill and when you used the Reimancy to burn the guard's head between your hands. It was just after getting thrown around and knocked in the noggin, concentration would've been difficult. Also, when you shield, you need to be specific when it comes to weapons. This is from the Shielding Lore, and may help you.
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