"I see you men of the priory! What has happened hear we search for lost companions?" Maiathreen calls out keeping a healthy distance in case the men decide to attack.
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"What the hells happened here?" Maiathreen wonders aloud upon seeing the creature and all the damage that was done.
We'll have a post up later.
"I think something is following us..." Maiathreen says trying to catch a glimpse of what he saw.
Still here. Also who else is excited for starfinder?
"Thank you, we'll try and catch up with them. " Maiathreen says with a quick bow. "Chimera, we need to catch up with our allies they'll be able to help, we are part of a mercenary group called The Blades. " He says turning to their strange ally.
"Thank you, we'll try and catch up with them. " Maiathreen says with a quick bow. "Chimera, we need to catch up with our allies they'll be able to help, we are part of a mercenary group called The Blades. " He says turning to they're strange ally.
Maiathreen notices the discoloration on Aradacemorn's scales. "Are you ok? You seem darkened, I don't think it's safe for anyone to stay in this place."
"What do you mean they've already left...? Has someone taken their bodies?" Maiathreen felt a twinge of dread catch in his throat.
We are alive if over whelmed at the moment...
It's got work by both Cyra and myself.
"When do we head out?"
Maiathreen sighs as he focuses on the weapon he formed along his hand causing it to shimmer out of excistence. "They were fr...allies of ours. Anyway where is this City of steam?" Even after their deaths Maiathreen will couldn't say that they were friends with any of the Blades, one doesn't lose sleep over the lose of business associates.
Pleased? The human's name was Wallace he had never owned another sentient creature, the centaur was Rhavenna. If your saying the creatures were minions of some master then we have work to do killing them then don't we?" Maiathreen growls and a crystalline kukri appears in his clinched fist only to waver and mold over his hands forming wicked claws.
The scaled head turned to regard Maithreen curiously, seeming to digest his words. "Al-lies? Oh the ones on the floor with you? Well... The man died, sword in chest. The bird wasn't moving, face kicked with heavy boot and the half-beast wasn't either. Similar to bird's injuries." She tapped the glowing weapon with her long tail. "Made great distraction. Killed Masters servant with ease. Slow masters plan and saved my kind." It nodded then, seemingly pleased with the outcome. Though it's face turned to a snarl. "Man deserved it, own my kind. Needed to die." Maiathreen was swimming with emotions and become lost in a wave of words he could choose to say but decided to silence the sea inside by not speaking. He hung his head for a moment and thought of his fallen allies. Was there anything they could have done? He could feel the sea begin to rage inside once more. Wave after wave of emotion crashing against the shore.
Happy thanksgiving!!
"Help the others? Do you know what happened to our allies?" Maiathreen asks Chimera, still wary of its seeming insanity. He places his arms around Livain.
Maiathreen stood protectively over Livain his hand laying on the hilt of the dagger she had made for him. "Who are you what happened. Your brethren, what's that mean?" Maiathreen asks in draconic.
Maiathreen follows Rhavenna's charge and Livain's arrows with a charge of his own his blade is met by the undead creature's own blade. The impossible happens Maiathreens blade dissipates into motes of flame and light floating through the air.
So amazingly enough my schedule is changing back to mornings once again thank God! So I'll be off work at 3pm again in two weeks.
Is there anyway to fix this I know Cyra and me haven't been posting like we should. So I can't help but feel this is our fault. Our life has been so hectic and twisted most of the time I don't even know what to do anymore. I do however know I love these games and hope there is someway to continue...
Maiathreen smirks slightly as he hears the ghouls coming towards them with a quick spell a shimmering coat of scales forms around his body before settling in.
Maiathreen feels a clammy sort of fear like a wet cat laying along his spine that just crawled out of a cold river. He flings out a hand and four Sprite like dragons flit about illuminating the dark armory.
Maiathreen closes his eyes for a moment as a flickering light forms between his fingers forming into a long curved blade seemingly made of red crystal. He grips the hilt in both hands as they enter the armory.
Damn, that sucks :/
As Rhavenna's arrows slams into the ghoul's chest a ball of fire quickly follows it to consume it to ash.
Maiathreen watches the emaciated dragon-kin in confusion wondering how something so similar to Livain and himself appeared here.
"Who are you old one?" Maiathreen asks his voice a mix of hisses and growls.
"That's because it's of a nature with us..."
Maiathreen glances at the skeletons as they walk by, he unconsciously causes flames to flicker along his hand.
"And your thinking I wanted to be tossed like some sack of flour when I could have just landed on my own?" Maiathreen asks with a raised eyebrow.
"An unexpected guest?" Maiathreen asks tiredly.
Maiathreen shakes his head confusion plan on his face. "Are you alright itova? Everything seems hazy..."
Maithreen nods at Wallace's suggestion he takes a deep breath in and releases a gout of flames focusing it along the ground.
"Only use weapons your willing to lose. These are Carytid Columns they damage anything to hits them! They are also immune to most magic." Maiathreen says as he realizes his flames are effective.
Maiathreen focuses on the statue that's attacking Livain. His fist begins to glow as energy begins to build up within his body with a yell fire explodes from his fist slamming into the statue. "Step away from my wife!" He growls as flames flicker across his body.
Maiathreen clenches his fist as he feels energy building within his body. Starting at the center of his being rushing along invisible leylines. With a shout he flings his hand out releasing an explosion of flames engulfing two of the statues.
Maiathreen descends with the others his eyes pierce through the darkness but is still hampered by the low hanging mist.
Maiathreen hunches his shoulders unconsciously as they stand in the cave. It feels far to much like his and Livain's first "home" to truly allow comfort. He settles into a corner in the cave and Livain curls up against him her head in his lap as he gently massages her scalp and holds her. His draconian eyes continue to scan the cave as they prepare to sleep.
Maiathreen leans into Livain's embrace simply standing with her. It's like this that Wallace finds the two Silastri. With a glance of annoyance he shrugs his shoulders and looks over to Livain, at her nod the two agree to join the exploration.
Maiathreen fixes his eyes on the open flames, his body seemingly absorbing the heat and storing it. He lifts one hand, shifting his eyes to his palm while flames flicker across it only to be extinguish with the closing of his hand. What did you do to me? He thinks as he glances down at the bladeless hilt, still in its scabbard. His eyes flicker across both newcomers halting longer on the harpy wondering what her game is and when she's to reveal her hand. A warmth settles along his arm at this thought and he has to shake it before flames begin to form along it. He still has much to learn about this new "gift" He feels the sensation of talons flexing in his shoulders almost as a reminder but this feeling dissipates as he feels a cold hand caress his shoulder and neck. He tilts his head and feels those fingers glide up to his face and into his hair. "Sia Itov." He says as he turns around to see the face of Livain; the only one capable of soothing his spirit. "What's happening? I still feel the fire inside begging for release." He whispers, his voice showing the hints of fear he dares not share with their comrades and friends. |