Post by thehunter123 on Mar 11, 2007 13:58:00 GMT -5
The figure in black looks across the field at the elf with the bow thinking, how did things come to this? Am I really to kill this man? A light smile forms as he thinks .. "So be it .."
He breathes a deep breath... with several options and scenerio's running around in his head. He has seen the elf in action with his bow. He shoots as fast as any he as ever seen. His arrows seemingly always hitting their mark. How well will his protections hold up against that?
He casts a quick glance to the woman watching. Her. It is because of his feelings for her, this has to be... but he wouldn't have it any other way...
He breathes a heavy sigh because he knows there will be others ..
The elf pulls out his massive bow, giving the strings a few simple pulls and looks to the dark figure.
"Ready?" is all he says...
The dark figure holding his huge war hammer and a shield with his other hand gives a nod.
"Let this begin ..."
As soon as the words leave his mouth two arrows come flying at him. Bouncing off his armor effortlessly as a kobold throwing rocks.
"Hells ... the elf is fast ..." he mutters.
The dark figure touches his holy symbol and begins to chant a spell to hide him from the enemy’s eyes....
He waits to see what the elf does next ... unknowing what he is capable of, but he has several thoughts...
The elf darts to his left with quickness, seemingly to get a better angle on the dark figure. He raises both hands and darkness falls around him.
With his spell of true sight he can easily pierce the darkness and make out the figure of his enemy. He sees the elf pull out a potion and drink it.
Thinking to him... "Hmm ... i'd be drinking a potion of true seeing if I were him ..."
Developing an evil grin he places a hand on his symbol and begins to chant in a low guttural voice. Ending in a thrusting motion with his free hand he thrusts out an palm hand towards the elf...
The magical darkness around the elf fades... as he himself... is covered with a white blaze of divine energy as his wards and protections are ripped away...
The elf calls upon nature to aid him as vines, roots, and other plant life begins to burst through the ground trying to envelope the figure in black.
The dark one looks down and grins... "Is this what you bring? Is this the best you can do?”
Grasping his symbol he chants a spell of holding and ends the incantation with his open hand wrapping around the elf in the distance....
The elf tries to raise his bow to no avail... he tries to move his legs... he cannot...
War hammers and shield in hand the figure walks up to the elf. Nature’s vines and roots having to effect upon him.
He thinks to himself... "I could just sit here and bash the mans' brains out ... but is that enough?"
He knows what must be done, he must destroy him.
Placing his shield on his back and putting his war hammer away he places one hand on the elf’s' bare chest and one hand around his holy symbol.
"Feel the touch of my god and let it bring you to the brink of death ...."
A red ray blazes down from the sky and courses through the elf's body. Wracking his body with pure pain and hatred until he is reduced to the brink of death itself....
Not moving his hands the figure looks into the elf's eyes and says to him...
"Let your bones explode ... your heart burst ... and the rest inside you melt ... I will destroy you...”
He begins to chant, as an aura of blackness swirls around him... then shoots into the elf’s' paralyzed body. A look of horror and pain wrack his already broken body. Blood spurts from his mouth and gushes from open sores and wounds... He falls dead.....
He breathes a deep breath... with several options and scenerio's running around in his head. He has seen the elf in action with his bow. He shoots as fast as any he as ever seen. His arrows seemingly always hitting their mark. How well will his protections hold up against that?
He casts a quick glance to the woman watching. Her. It is because of his feelings for her, this has to be... but he wouldn't have it any other way...
He breathes a heavy sigh because he knows there will be others ..
The elf pulls out his massive bow, giving the strings a few simple pulls and looks to the dark figure.
"Ready?" is all he says...
The dark figure holding his huge war hammer and a shield with his other hand gives a nod.
"Let this begin ..."
As soon as the words leave his mouth two arrows come flying at him. Bouncing off his armor effortlessly as a kobold throwing rocks.
"Hells ... the elf is fast ..." he mutters.
The dark figure touches his holy symbol and begins to chant a spell to hide him from the enemy’s eyes....
He waits to see what the elf does next ... unknowing what he is capable of, but he has several thoughts...
The elf darts to his left with quickness, seemingly to get a better angle on the dark figure. He raises both hands and darkness falls around him.
With his spell of true sight he can easily pierce the darkness and make out the figure of his enemy. He sees the elf pull out a potion and drink it.
Thinking to him... "Hmm ... i'd be drinking a potion of true seeing if I were him ..."
Developing an evil grin he places a hand on his symbol and begins to chant in a low guttural voice. Ending in a thrusting motion with his free hand he thrusts out an palm hand towards the elf...
The magical darkness around the elf fades... as he himself... is covered with a white blaze of divine energy as his wards and protections are ripped away...
The elf calls upon nature to aid him as vines, roots, and other plant life begins to burst through the ground trying to envelope the figure in black.
The dark one looks down and grins... "Is this what you bring? Is this the best you can do?”
Grasping his symbol he chants a spell of holding and ends the incantation with his open hand wrapping around the elf in the distance....
The elf tries to raise his bow to no avail... he tries to move his legs... he cannot...
War hammers and shield in hand the figure walks up to the elf. Nature’s vines and roots having to effect upon him.
He thinks to himself... "I could just sit here and bash the mans' brains out ... but is that enough?"
He knows what must be done, he must destroy him.
Placing his shield on his back and putting his war hammer away he places one hand on the elf’s' bare chest and one hand around his holy symbol.
"Feel the touch of my god and let it bring you to the brink of death ...."
A red ray blazes down from the sky and courses through the elf's body. Wracking his body with pure pain and hatred until he is reduced to the brink of death itself....
Not moving his hands the figure looks into the elf's eyes and says to him...
"Let your bones explode ... your heart burst ... and the rest inside you melt ... I will destroy you...”
He begins to chant, as an aura of blackness swirls around him... then shoots into the elf’s' paralyzed body. A look of horror and pain wrack his already broken body. Blood spurts from his mouth and gushes from open sores and wounds... He falls dead.....