Nigthmare of the Future

Drakashin · Post by **Drakashin** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 4:34 am

Waiting above in the tree line, unknown and invisible to the closing Drow raiding party, Drakin sat and waited. He noticed that the Drow were heading toward a small village that had been attacked by vampires and werewolves just hours ago. His masters have an interest in keeping this village alive and, relatively, safe. Drakin was going to say this was a lost cause except a presence he has not seen for a long time forced the vampires back.

[i:2d31nqua]This is gonna be interesting,[/i:2d31nqua] thought Drakin.

He decided not yet to show himself at the time for he was getting one of his feelings that this was not over yet. Sure enough, the Drow were descending upon the unlucky village before it could fully recover from its recent attack.

The odds were not good. He had seen that the village had roughly the same number of survivors to the number of Dark Elves, which he counted around twenty, give or take ten he figured.

Drakin started to move toward the village, though he was an assassin, against Dark Elves he knew it was generally better to be in a strong group, when he saw them. Two large wolves were making their way towards the Drow. He saw both of them in the fight with the vampires.

[i:2d31nqua]Probably gonna try to slow them down,[/i:2d31nqua] Drakin figured. Though he saw something neither wolves could have. A small force of six Drow broke away from the main group and were heading towards the village, away from the circling wolves.

Drakin moved quickly toward the village, quickly outdistancing the larger group. He stopped just before the end of the tree line and saw a large human standing in the middle of the road.

[i:2d31nqua]Always the hero,[/i:2d31nqua] thought Drakin, [i:2d31nqua]probably saw the Drow coming.[/i:2d31nqua]

The Drow soon closed the remaining distance and began to close in. As they passed underneath Drakin's tree, he pulled his hood up and covered his face to mask his half-drow heritage, and dropped silently behind the Drow. They noticed nothing. He walked calmly behind them, anticipation growing at the coming blood shed.

The human seemed to notice that there was one more Drow then before. Drakin winked at him and pulled his Shotel, a sword with a blade like a half moon, and prepared to attack.

veraka · Post by **veraka** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 5:03 am

Veraka saw from a distance the small group of drow that had come to soften up any premature defenses approach from a distance.
[i:3aa7x1ri]No surprise there; you want to take the enemy down, you use surprise and stealth[/i:3aa7x1ri] he thought to himself as he raced out to meet the group head on along the trail leading up to the village.

It was what happened next that made him cock an eyebrow. As the party, maybe 5 or 6, closed in on him, he noted a shadowy figure drop down from the treeline behind the group of drow.
He decided to get this over with.
"And what are the likes of you doing . . ." Veraka stopped mid-sentence as a the shadowy figure raised his head and did the most peculiar thing. He winked at Veraka, while simultaneously drawing a very recognizable weapon; a shotel silently came out.

[i:3aa7x1ri]Bloody Hells, there's no way. . . yup, it's him; eh, lovely[/i:3aa7x1ri]

"Son of a monkeys uncle, what are you doing here," he asked in a loud voice to the shotel wielder, while simultaneously unsheathing Marala Vharc and shoulder-charging the nearest drow of the group.

Veraka cannoned into the unsuspecting drow, shield-bashing him in the face, which effectively stunned the drow.
Spinning in a complete circle, he issued a side-kick to the next drow in line, sending him stumbling backwards into his compatriots. With a clean swing of Marala Vharc, Veraka decapitated the stunned drow, whose body slumped to the ground; his head merely fell to the ground, an expression of complete surprise etched onto it.
"Now if only I had something that could keep that expression on a painting."

Drakashin · Post by **Drakashin** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 5:22 am

As Veraka charged into the Drow, Drakin closed quickly behind the one that was farthest in the back, and was not affected by the charge. Drakin grabbed him by the mouth, and silenced him forever by cutting his throat. The Drow were so concerned with Veraka that they did not notice one of their companions now lying in a pool of his own blood, and that an imposter took his place.

Drakin pretended to be circling Veraka, looking for an opening. As he was doing so, Veraka jabbed at an Drow with his free hand, connecting with the unfortunate Drow's face. The stunned Drow could not back up fast enough and lost his head to Veraka's sword. Drakin smiled grimly at this, remembering the times he and Veraka had, on numerous occasions, almost lost their heads to each others sword.

As the Drow continued watching Veraka, the death of a companion phasing them not at all, Drakin spotted his next prey. An unusually big and heavily armored Drow was beginning to enter Veraka's blind spot. As his spear raised to attack, Drakin charged Veraka, who was in his way to the spearman. He rolled under Veraka's legs and rose in a smooth movement, bringing his Shotel up with him. The Shotel connected with the unfortunate elf's groin.

As the Drow began going cross-eyed, Drakin whispered in his ear, "Cheap shot, I know." But the elf wasn't listening as the wyvern's poison that coated his Shotel began to do it's deadly work on the Drow.

[i:10iqnsu1]Three down, three to go[/i:10iqnsu1], thought Drakin.

The other three had encircled Drakin and Veraka by this time, knowing Drakin was not one of them.

"Back-to-back?" asked Drakin, "Like old times?"

veraka · Post by **veraka** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 6:12 am

Veraka completed his follow-through of his decapitating blow, he noted the shadowy figure, who he recognized to be Drakin, an acquaintance from way back, was charging him. Given the speed he knew that Drakin possessed, he couldn't do anything about it.

To his dismay, the assassin dove under him. Veraka turned around just in time to see probably the most agonizing blow in the book. Drakin had drove his shotel into home base of the drow that, to his surprise, had snuck up from his behind.

"Ouch, that's gonna leave a mark," Veraka commented on Drakin's target area for the blow, "what is it with you and cheap shots?"

Veraka was now literally cornered by three very angry drow.
"Like old times, you ask; indeed they are, indeed they are."
With that, Veraka lunged outward, aiming for the closest drow to impale with his sword. To his surprise, two drow met his blade with their own.

Veraka knew he could take on both of them; grinning, he roared with rage, his eyes flashing silver with rage. Planting a boot into the soft ground, he pushed forward, the sheer force of his strength driving the two drow back.

Turning his shield into a club, Veraka slammed it into drow on his left, sending the elf flying onto his back. Whipping Marala Vharc around, he deflected a near-death blow from the other drow's longsword. Raising his boot to his chest, he kicked out forward. The move connected with the drow, pushing him backwards.
In came Marala Vharc's razor edge, embedding itself into the unfortunate elf's abdomen. Uttering the words for chain lighting, Veraka smiled as arcs of white-hot electrical energy coursed their way up the blade of his sword and turned the dark elf into a living torch for a few seconds.

Inriiaynrae Jaelre · Post by **Inriiaynrae Jaelre** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 7:23 am

Ariali noticed some leave the group, likely searching for her but couldnt attend to them and risk leaving Aurora exposed.
[i:1r6i4auw]we better hurry, some are heading twords the village i think. [/i:1r6i4auw]
She also got since of someone watching them. Keeping her focus, Ariali continued to throw the beams till Aurora rejoined her.

veraka · Post by **veraka** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 6:48 pm

Aurora uncorked the vial and poured the remaining liquid into their food stores.
[i:3f2sp7b7]There, that should hold them down for a good couple of days[/i:3f2sp7b7] she thought to herself as she made her way back to Ariali, who was still casting her distraction spells. It was right then that Aurora noticed something strange; not all of the drow were within the camp when she had made her little sabotage go-around of their supply stores.
[i:3f2sp7b7]Ariali, did you notice that there were less drow within the camp then before?[/i:3f2sp7b7]

Inriiaynrae Jaelre · Post by **Inriiaynrae Jaelre** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 6:58 pm

[i:dtalngg3]Yeah, but there was little I could do not to have you exposed. But they couldnt get too far unless they have magical speed.[/i:dtalngg3]
When Aurora was done and safely out, she stopped the show, and they turned to head back quickly after those who left the camp.

Drakashin · Post by **Drakashin** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 7:43 pm

Drakin stood with his back to Veraka, and heard his sheild connect with the Drows swords that he was facing. Drakin was one-on-one against the third, and final, Drow. He was wielding a short sword and a dirk.

The elf closed on Drakin as Veraka used his spell on the unfortunate, gutted Drow. Drakin easily blocked a thrust of the short sword and a swipe from the dirk. As the blades went wide from his parry, Drakin stabbed forward, looking for the easy kill. This Drow was no novice to battle, instead of staying where he was a trying to recover, he rolled backwards and out of range of Drakin's shotel.

Drakin didn't follow, he stepped away from Veraka's back, knowing now the fight was one-on-one for both of them, back-to-back would only cramp them and give their enemies the advantage.

The Drow and Drakin stood, and stared at each other, while Veraka's sword clashed in the background with the other Drow. By some unknown signal they charged each other. The Drow came in at Drakin with a thrust to the chest with the dirk and a thrust to the leg with the short sword. Drakin parried both, then did something that surprised the Drow.

Instead of coming back in with an attack of his own, Drakin grabbed the Drow's hand that held the dirk, dropping his shotel at his feet. A subtle twist of the wrist straightened the Drows arm and weakend his grip on his weapon, the Drakin slammed his spiked, mailed fist into the Drow's elbow, shattering the bone.

The Drow released the dirk, Drakin grabbed it and spun around the Drow. He gave the Drow his dirk back by buring it into the hollow of his skull.

[i:2ii9qu8x]One to go,[/i:2ii9qu8x] thought Drakin.

veraka · Post by **veraka** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 10:26 pm

Aurora ran along side Ariali as they both made their way back up the trail that they had come along on. Both of them stumbled upon a fight that was nearly at an end; on one side of the fight Veraka and a half-drow, who Aurora recognized immediately to be Drakin, were squaring off with two drow.

Aurora noticed Drakin plant the drow's own weapon into his skull, killing him instantly. [i:1394hcju]Well, no one drow I suppose[/i:1394hcju] she thought out loud.

Veraka withdrew his sword from the still crackling corpse of the drow; by this time, the second drow had recovered from his fall and was coming up upon Veraka.

Veraka turned to regard his new foe, noting how Drakin was in a very [b:1394hcju]opportune[/b:1394hcju] position to assist.
"Hey, dark one; go kiss a spider," Veraka said in mocking tone. He saw the color of the elf's face change, acquiring a deep shade of red to it. Veraka's taunt had done exactly what he wanted it to do.
The dark elf charged Veraka, intent on making the aasimar suffer for the insult.

Veraka merely smiled saying "half-moon sweep," to Drakin. Sidestepping the charging drow, Veraka went into a crouch and performed a spin-kick. His boot connected with drow's boot, tripping him up. Veraka smiled as he knew what would happen next.

Drakashin · Post by **Drakashin** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 10:44 pm

Drakin watched as Veraka tripped the Drow up. As the Drow stumbled to remain standing, this one obviously wasn't a veteran to fighting, Drakin moved in for the kill.

Drakin flipped his shotel over so the point was facing upward, instead of how it normally faced the ground. He brought the blade in an upward swing. The unfortunate elf caught the blade in his jugular and it emerged out of the other side of his neck. The Dark Elf continued forward, Drakin used his remaining momentum to throw the dead Drow to the side.

Drakin turned to Veraka and said, "It's been awhile."

veraka · Post by **veraka** » Wed Mar 17, 2010 11:28 pm

As the final drow lost his head to a perfectly executed slash from Drakin, Veraka straightened out, sheathing Marala Vharc.

Turning to regard his old acquaintance, Veraka nodded his agreement to the half-drow, "indeed it has. So my assassin friend, what brings you out to this neck of the woods?"

Inriiaynrae Jaelre · Post by **Inriiaynrae Jaelre** » Thu Mar 18, 2010 12:09 am

As they neared, Ariali saw the scouting group; most them laying on the ground, less alive! She slowed way before Aurora did, approaching cautiously. there was no mistaking the half elven male, his dusky skin and whitish hair showed his drow linage. And he was obvious friend of Veraka, but his aura was not so clear. ((i think dark purplish is evil and silverish is good. i have no idea of neutral.))
She watched the exchange and waited in the shadows as Aurora delivered the news.
'a paladin, friends with an assassin, irony!' she thought. 'not not different than friends with a lycanthrope I reckon.'

veraka · Post by **veraka** » Thu Mar 18, 2010 12:47 am

Aurora approached Veraka, who was conversing with Drakin. Veraka noted her approach and turned to her.
[i:22wqijad]What is he doing here?[/i:22wqijad] she asked him, indicating Drakin with her head, [i:22wqijad]and we were successful in sabotaging the raiding parties supplies.[/i:22wqijad]
[i:22wqijad]Your guess's as good as mine as to why he's here; good job on the mission.[/i:22wqijad] Veraka said back to Aurora, through their telepathic link.

Aurora turned back to Ariali, [i:22wqijad]don't worry about the half-drow; he's an . . . acquaintance of us both, though I believe Veraka could better explain it then I could.[/i:22wqijad]

Inriiaynrae Jaelre · Post by **Inriiaynrae Jaelre** » Thu Mar 18, 2010 3:46 am

[i:1burm1ik]if you vouch for him...[/i:1burm1ik]
Ariali edged forward, slowly exiting the safety of the shadows. their was a probability that the new comer might react bad to such a large black wolf (around 5 ft at the shoulders) so she went cautiously. Aurora assured her he was not foe. She sat on her hunches head slightly cocked, gold eyes on the assassin.

Drakashin · Post by **Drakashin** » Thu Mar 18, 2010 5:38 am

"Veraka I see that you got a new wolf, since I last saw you," said Drakin