Well, I hate to see it come to an end, but I enjoyed it while it lasted.
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Angelica stands defiantly in her position, wavering with a scowl on her face toward the Runelord."Look, Sexy, I really didn't want to have to turn this whole thing violent. We coulda had some fun, and walked on out with our prize. Now, it's just time for you to die already." She's realized by this point, there is little she can do. She stabs weakly at Sorshen, hoping that if she doesn't do it, maybe the readhead will. She tries to get the Runelord's attention by drawing her own shard from her belt.
Angelica wavers on her feet, barely keeping together the last remnants of energy she has left. "Flank her, Red. If we bring her down, trust me, I'll make it up to you.". She decides against movement at this point, as one misstep and she drops before she can even strike. Her determination proves useful, but she can only bring so much to bear and pray to gods she never much payed attention to before.
Angelica is furious at the explosion taking Zap and Whiskers in one fell sweep, her shock stopping her from even being able to react accordingly. In a last ditch move, she rushes the woman with a spinning flourish at the end, hoping to actually put the final nail in the b~!~@'s coffin.
Angelica forces the potion down Zap's throat, but is disheartened to see that it has a limited effect on the injured companion. At least she is confident that he has stopped bleeding out.
Angelica continues her nimble dance to include a spin flip to avoid the burst of fire that exploded across them all. Seeing Zap drop, she reached into her haversack and drew out the one potion of healing she had maintained for so long. Leaning over the little man, she tries to at least stop the bleeding before she has a chance to administer the potion.
Having the Runelord's focus, Angelica tries to take advantage of how hard she is to hit, and try to absorb some of the blows that would likely be used on others instead. She undulates her pelvis and shoulders a little, running her left hand down between her cleavage then over down to her belly button. All the while raising an eyebrow at the woman. Then steeling her gaze, dances a circle around Jakscar with a playful laugh that can only be seen and not heard.
Angelica starts to worry about Zap's ability to heal himself at this point. She decides that she is going to have to do something to get him out of danger. Immediately diving forward back through Sorshen's space, she comes out of the roll to drive her hands against Zaps shoulders, trying to push him back out of reach so he has a chance to get some distance.
Angelica, seeing her path a bit long for a safe tumble, decides that her previous succeses could allow her to up the ante. She takes the risk rolls straight north through both Zap and Sorshen. The concern over the bold does hinder her follow through.
Angelica, at this point, just tries to bob and weave, for no other reason than to have to keep the Runelord on her toes. But her previous success with the technique seems to be a little stymied.
Angelica tries to maintain her previous strategy, of moving nimbly about her opponent to offset her focus. The newly applied speed and her deft movement help her find her target, but she doesn't seem to be able to bring much power to bear.
Angelica realizes that the key for her to succeed may be in her need to keep moving. Ducking and rolling around to between the Runelord and Shabbezz, she points her finger to her ear and then waves the Grippli toward Zap. Holding her position, she waits until just the right time where one of her fellows steps into flank, before attacking. Once more, she has a beautiful strike, but maybe only dancing around her to distract her will allow her to find an opening.
Angelica is completely floored by the fact that she can't seem to hit the woman, even at her very best. She tries at least once more, lashing out with Silverfang again, and following up with a swipe with the nails on her left hand, just to try and maximize her potential.
Angelica grins wickedly at Zap's idea, when she 'hears' everything go absolutely silent. She rushes straight toward the woman, whipping out Silverfang as she does. Seeing the reach of the weapon, she rolls around the tip at its length and inside its reach, to a strong position behind the Runelord. She waits for the right moment when an ally supports her flanking position, before driving Silverfang hard into the beautiful woman.
Angelica, despite the others' decision, continues to try and ply her manner of negotiation. "Okay, so maybe she isn't Sorshen, or the real Sorshen, or a Sorshen... whatever. That doesn't mean we can't try to resolve this in some way where we both come out... on top." She winks at 'Sorshen' and smirks as she say this last part.
As she appraises the lovely woman, Angelica runs the middle finger of her left hand down the collar of her low cut shirt, somewhat squirming within her clothing. "It surely sounds like a delightful offer, and I know I would enjoy myself. That said, I'm not as well versed in the supernatural as my friends, but I'm pretty sure we saw you just a few days ago in some kind of fancy crypt thing when we first came in." She cocks her head and raises an eyebrow, "Are you undead? Because, I don't know if I can really get into the mood knowing that you have passed your expiration, and are just rotting away in some way I can't see. Did us being here do something to bring you back to life? I think there's going to be a few people not happy with us, if that's the case."
Angelica takes in the entire scene with a raised eyebrow. She is conflicted on the idea whether she personally could really get into the mood having torture equipment in her bedchamber, but she's known people with worse fetishes. "Hello, your.... um, not sure what to call Runelords... Your Grace, Your Majesty? Whatever it is, I would have used the title had I known. First, I would like to say that your artwork does not do you any justice when faced with the vision of you... in the flesh." She can't help but let her eyes travel along the length of the beautiful woman. She shrugs in disappointment, "I would hate for your glorious form to get damaged just as much as my own, so if there's any way we can discuss a bargain in regards to the minor trinket we are here to find, maybe we can avoid any undue scarring to either of our bodies?"
Angelica considers any options she has, but other than two ingested poisons, she doesn't wield much more than her new rapier and her equally sharp wit.
Angelica looks pensive, "We could use the assistance, but we need to see to our friend first. We also may not be in any state to face her right now. We may need a little time to rest and see about getting him back on his feet and ready to fight." She points to Jakscar. "Is there a safe place around here to prepare ourselves?" She looks around the current environs.
Angelica raises a single eyebrow, "I do have at least a concern. If she has a history of mind control over you and your sisters, can we rely that you won't be so easily swayed toward her again?"
Angelica is pleased that they were at least able to arrest the fall of the blade. There's always an explanation. We have done nothing but battle Sorshen's forces since our arrival, and are looking for a way to prevent the return of any Runelords, ever. If that aligns with your ideals or goals, lady, than we are not at odds here."
Angelica makes her way through the chamber door, into the conjoined rooms beyond. Her movements are slow and methodical, but seeing the prostrate form of Jakscar with the woman standing over him, she calls out. "Wait! Let me explain!"
Angelica doesn't wait for any more discussion on it. She grabs Zap and Shabbezz and rushes them toward the alcove.
Angelica scrunches her nose, while absent-mindedly holding her hand out toward Shabbezz. "So, how does one person hug two statues? Does that mean you can only travel in pairs?"
Thanks all. Sorry to see you go Whiskers.
Angelica rushes into the room, a little breathless even with the magical enhancement, "Damn! Where'd Whiskers and the b~++@ get off to? I can kinda make out some of the letters and the language thanks to my Shard, but it's off somehow. If anyone else wants a go, hold the shard if you don't know the language."
Angelica lets out a short lived sigh of relief before she too rushes off to help catch up to the leader that ran off.
I may be mostly unavailable from today through Monday. Not only is it the Labor Day weekend, but also my 20th anniversary weekend.
Angelica tries to help Zap and Shabbezz by aiming instead at the one nearest the door. She stabs and swipes with both blade and claw, but the switch in targets sees her attacks for naught.
Angelica moves up to try and help out the softer two as Jakscar runs after the leader. She returns to Zap's side, and stabs at whichever one looks the most wounded.
Angelica was clearly surprised by the woman running away, and was only just able to get a quick slice with her blade.
Angelica looks down at Zaphomil with regretful eyes, and says, "Sorry little buddy, but I think Whiskers needs my help right now." Waiting very little longer, she shifts into a dancing series of twists until she arrives in the space opposite Jakscar surrounding the leader. Once there, she thrusts with her oft-used new rapier, trying to find a weakness in the woman's defenses.
Feeling better from the healing and the shift of positioning, Angelica decides she needs to hurry back in to Shabbezz's aid. "Don't worry Sweetie, I'm coming to help you out of there." She darts into the room, but missteps at just the wrong time as she tries to roll past the Gray Maiden between Jakscar and Shabbezz
Angelica exclaims in pained surprise, and decides that a safe retreat from the room would be the best course of action for her currently. Drawing on her natural grace and nimbleness, she dances away from her surrounded state. She darts to stand behind Zap.
Skulking into the room, Angelica starts toward the southern door. After investigating it and any contents she can see within, she moves west on to the next to do the same, and lastly to the north door.
Maintaining her hidden state, she once again indicates to Jakscar that the door is safe, and stands beside it again.
Angelica has a look at the room from the corner of the door, and once she determines it looks safe enough, moves toward the next door to search it for traps.
Taking a more cautious approach like previous forays, Angelica hunkers down beside the door, Silverfang in hand, and indicates that Jakscar is free to open it.
Angelica searches the hidden door over for any sign of traps. She examines it thoroughly, ready to remove any threat she discovers.
Angelica starts somewhat at Zaphomil's healing touch, turning to face him with a flush to her cheeks and a light of hunger in her eyes. "Yes, sorry. More people flying would have surely helped me deal with this thing up there." She stands, and looks about the room. Did we see another exit in here somewhere? She starts to head and look toward the back of the room near the throne.
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Angelica's hands found their way to the creature's curves, completely ignoring the monstrous facial features. She kept trying to search for things of interest or value, but once she had handed them all over, she found herself returning to lightly running her fingers along the thing's body. Her cheeks were a little flush and didn't realize it. "Yeah, use them and sell them off, split the money, sounds good, sure." She remarks distractedly.
Angelica takes the hits and healing in stride, the back and forth of pain and invigoration combined with the odd feelings of lust from the bite make her sensations flare. She stabs with her rapier, but just can't get a good position to bring her left hand down into a solid hit.
Angelica takes the hits, and tries to focus her attentions on staying effectively aloft beside the thing. She lashes back at it with her same combo as the previous attack, but the pain of the hits was fairly potent.
Angelica gets a handle on the method of maneuvering in flight just in time to avoid the many strikes of the sinspawn. She follows after the creature, angling herself to try and not be in the way of her allies' attacks. She stabs at the thing once more with Silverfang, and follows up with a swipe of her left hand.
Being able to see the target of her searches finally, Angelica uses the newfound speed granted by the flight to cut a wide circle around behind the thing. Ideally this will allow her to cut off any form of escape. Silverfang in hand, she stabs out at the creature.
Angelica feels the rush, and hears Shabbezz cry out. Turning from where she is, she flies toward her best guess of where they might be, and tries desperately to get a clue to their whereabouts.
Angelica tests the newly granted ability to fly, and heads up to about the middle of the room lengthwise, but just a little under its ceiling, once more focusing on finding the source of the casting.
Angelica moves out of the cloud to the cover of one of the columns. From her place of hiding, she tries to be more helpful by finding the source of the summoned creatures. She gazes up and down the length of the hall, looking for the signs of casting or activity
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