The blood swirled around the delicately carveed symbols and 3 shining beams of light rose, splitting to a urther 3 and 3 more forward from tehm. Each beam formed into solid shining object: a broadsword, a fine spear, a shield, an axe, plate legs, a helmet, a breast plate, a sword belt and gauntlets, all of pure sorcery. Each was huge. Badrok reverently took the breast plate and strapped it on, followed by the belt, legs, helmet and sword. He held out the axe to Balazor and the sprear to Orodreth while strapping the shield to his arm.
"Take thse. The Holy Weapons of Mos Eregoith, our only hope to destroy Ashandrak!"
Originally posted by Knightfall93
"And guilty?" Smirked Badrok, "I can FEEL your guilt... a second woman? Sorry... I have mild telepathy. NOthing much, just enough to tell core feelings!"
"Guilty?" Balazor l;aughed, "Im a thief, if I was prone to guilt, Id have a pretty unsuccessful career.
As for "another" woman, I was teaching a new werewolf to control her inpulses when she jumped on top of me, and tried to seduce me. I didnt go for it."
He shook his head, smiling, "It looks like your telepathy is misdirected..... Maybe that guilt you're feeling so strongly is your own, O Repentive One."
He twirled the axe deftly, "This should be useful" he smiled.
Once Jinn had caught up to where the others were, he noticed them being carried away by the winged-demon "What a way to travel, I guess I'll have to fly from here" he said, looking for a way to pull him into a wereform. "Hold your breath, Jinn" he said to himself as he onpurposely stubbed his toe on a stone "Ou-uuuuack!" he yelped as he turned into a were-albertross and (luckily) began to fly after the demon.
Balazor looked around, confused. "You know what? Ive had about enough taking orders. You messed up your duty, now let me do what I do best." Balazor climbed up the demons body, seating himself on the back of its neck.
He cast the unbreakable chains around the beasts throat, and used it as a rein to steer the demon, unwillingly, to the ground again....
Originally posted by Knightfall93"well we've got to get this fixed," Orodreth said petting one of the wolves at his side. Once the big demon landed Orodreth sent his wolves to feed on the body. They were getting hungry. Orodreth looked around and found something on the ground. "all right. just the herb I needed," he said collecting some of the grass. Then he turned around questioningly "does anyone have some fire root on them," he asked.
Suddenly, the demon ripped Badrok's back, tearing one wiing from his shoulder and mutilating the other! Blood pured down Barok's back and he leapt at the demon and thrust the sord through it's bthroat andout the other side!
"I'm a Demon... my lood has properties that I daren't consider what evil doers could use it for. Collect it ikn vials and... burn it in a fire of the Holy Ritual of Dahn Kuhn. It is the only way to cleanse it of dark magic... I shall be all right... sometimes, demon blood can restore lost body arts when clotted.... but I doubt I shall ever fly again." He sighed and sniffed the air, suddenly shouting:
"ur attacker... the demon... it's still breathing! IT'S ALIVE!"