With Assallya and Azumi helping Cairo, Lio decided the first thing she needed to do was free Lintoa. Not an easy task, Radigan was proving to be a more challenging opponent that she had thought.
With her right hand she cast a spell that sent fireballs at him, many of them to dazzle him and keep him busy countering them. Then with the tiniest movement of her left hand she sent a tricky little spell that would travel back around behind Radigan then strike him like an arrow in the arm holding Linota. The complication of changing the angle of attack meant that the spell wouldn't hurt him much, but she hoped that it would be enough to at least have him drop the young woman.
With her right hand she cast a spell that sent fireballs at him, many of them to dazzle him and keep him busy countering them. Then with the tiniest movement of her left hand she sent a tricky little spell that would travel back around behind Radigan then strike him like an arrow in the arm holding Linota. The complication of changing the angle of attack meant that the spell wouldn't hurt him much, but she hoped that it would be enough to at least have him drop the young woman.
When the small bits of embers hit Radigan’s ice shield, they exploded away along with the ice, creating a mix of icicles and fire that shot through the sky. It was heading straight toward Ren and Liothryth. They would have to avoid the dangerous shower that fell upon them.
(( posting that attack again, i think it was missed. i’m gonna highlight attacks in red, to state that they're meant for a reaction. the dice rolls have begun!
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The children Azumi bound looked angry that they couldn’t reach their target. Their bodies screamed at them that that was all they were ever meant to do, that was their only purpose: Kill Cairo. They struggled in their binds and screamed when Azumi tried to tell them they had families. Even in their state, they had all spent years coming to terms with the fact that what she said just wasn’t true. They were absolutely, inarguably alone.
“Kill Cairo!” A few of them shouted at her, angry that she didn’t understand. They didn’t even seem to care that he had grown double his size. They still wanted him dead.
After whatever damage the rain of fire and ice might have done, the distraction it might have created, Radigan started to walk backwards, away from Liothryth and Ren, dragging Linota with him to cover his front. Then he saw that new girl, naked as sin, casting a spell to make Cairo larger. He swore bitterly. Just how many allies did those two make?? Radigan squeezed Linota’s middle more tightly in his silent agitation. He was going to use her up until there was nothing left!! He just had to get out of here.
He headed for the opening in his fence, away from all to commotion, before Liothryth started throwing fireballs at him. He shielded himself with Linota and focused on protecting only the parts of him she didn’t cover. Linota struggled, her reptilian brain telling her ‘fire bad’, and winced just before one of them smacked her on the side of the head. It whizzed by so quickly that her hair didn’t have time to catch, fortunately for her, but the damned thing still hurt! She gritted her teeth in frustration as Radigan laughed triumphantly.
Then there was what felt like a tap on his shoulder. The protection spell Radigan had put on his backside had absorbed the arrow, but it did make him turn around in surprise. He thought there might have been a person behind him. His hold on Linota laxed, but he didn’t drop her.
(( posting that attack again, i think it was missed. i’m gonna highlight attacks in red, to state that they're meant for a reaction. the dice rolls have begun!
))The children Azumi bound looked angry that they couldn’t reach their target. Their bodies screamed at them that that was all they were ever meant to do, that was their only purpose: Kill Cairo. They struggled in their binds and screamed when Azumi tried to tell them they had families. Even in their state, they had all spent years coming to terms with the fact that what she said just wasn’t true. They were absolutely, inarguably alone.
“Kill Cairo!” A few of them shouted at her, angry that she didn’t understand. They didn’t even seem to care that he had grown double his size. They still wanted him dead.
After whatever damage the rain of fire and ice might have done, the distraction it might have created, Radigan started to walk backwards, away from Liothryth and Ren, dragging Linota with him to cover his front. Then he saw that new girl, naked as sin, casting a spell to make Cairo larger. He swore bitterly. Just how many allies did those two make?? Radigan squeezed Linota’s middle more tightly in his silent agitation. He was going to use her up until there was nothing left!! He just had to get out of here.
He headed for the opening in his fence, away from all to commotion, before Liothryth started throwing fireballs at him. He shielded himself with Linota and focused on protecting only the parts of him she didn’t cover. Linota struggled, her reptilian brain telling her ‘fire bad’, and winced just before one of them smacked her on the side of the head. It whizzed by so quickly that her hair didn’t have time to catch, fortunately for her, but the damned thing still hurt! She gritted her teeth in frustration as Radigan laughed triumphantly.
Then there was what felt like a tap on his shoulder. The protection spell Radigan had put on his backside had absorbed the arrow, but it did make him turn around in surprise. He thought there might have been a person behind him. His hold on Linota laxed, but he didn’t drop her.
Due to his doubled strength and size cairo holds the younger children back without hurting them and shouts in a mild panic "assallya hurry up and fix them they got little children weapons and they don't know what they're doing HELP!!!"
Borrowing a fragment of Azumi's power since she is his familiar, he teleports away from the shards and summons a different weapon, with his last used weapon disappearing. It was a spear with a long, slightly thin, but incredibly sharp tip. This spear, however, was able to be dismantled revealing a longsword made of glinting, greenish crystals and a staff. He casted a spell using the staff to protect Liothryth, Azumi, and himself, and simply waited for the shards to stop raining like arrows. At this exact moment, he enchanted his legs to move faster and charged, accelerating towards Radigan with every step he took.
"This swordspear better not break like last time...", He muttered to himself as he charged towards Radigan, swinging the sword, which made it shoot out beams of green light towards him
"This swordspear better not break like last time...", He muttered to himself as he charged towards Radigan, swinging the sword, which made it shoot out beams of green light towards him
"I can deal with the weapons!", Azumi yelled to Cairo, thinking he wouldn't be able to hear whatever she just said thanks to the diminutive stature of her true form. She teleported the weapons out of the children's grasp and magically flung them at the arm Radigan was holding Linota with, in an attempt to free her. Then, something genius came up inside her mind, these children knew Cairo and Linota, right? If they couldn't listen to a wise old fox such as herself, maybe they shall listen to someone they know! She summoned a staff on her right hand, raised her tails, and casted several shield spells of varying kinds.
"Cairo,", She said with a determined look on her face, "Make them remember your bonds with them, their time spent with you! It may be the key to freeing the children!"
"Cairo,", She said with a determined look on her face, "Make them remember your bonds with them, their time spent with you! It may be the key to freeing the children!"
"RADIGAN of PENDEL!" a voice boomed, "You will submit to judgement in Azuth's name."
A fierce redheaded woman sat atop a barded steed, steel plates gleaming in the sun. Her green eyes were wild with the anticipation of combat.
There, at the edge of battle stood Aislinn, the Witch Finder, chosen of Azuth, the God of Spellcasters. Hunter of those who would use magic to harm the ungifted.
"Yield to the question or be smited!"
A fierce redheaded woman sat atop a barded steed, steel plates gleaming in the sun. Her green eyes were wild with the anticipation of combat.
There, at the edge of battle stood Aislinn, the Witch Finder, chosen of Azuth, the God of Spellcasters. Hunter of those who would use magic to harm the ungifted.
"Yield to the question or be smited!"
Lio cast a shield spell to stop the icicles and embers, but she she was just slow enough that one ember got through before her spell and hit her in the shoulder. I should have practiced more... When Radigan turned around she took the moment to pat the fire out and then balled her right hand into a fist and made a motion as if she was pounding something on the ground. A moment later her staff appeared in what had been her empty hand. She didn't often fight with a staff unless there was hand to hand combat, but it was better at making things like shield spells than just her hands alone.
She was about to send another spell to attack him when the red-headed stranger rode up and challenged Radigan. Lio was never one to turn down allies, but having one show up in the middle of a fit seemed a little too convenient so she would be cautious before turning her back on the new comer.
She was about to send another spell to attack him when the red-headed stranger rode up and challenged Radigan. Lio was never one to turn down allies, but having one show up in the middle of a fit seemed a little too convenient so she would be cautious before turning her back on the new comer.
Radigan sneered at Ren and Liothryth’s use of magical shields to avoid his destructive rain. He didn't notice that Liothryth had been burned, however minimally, as he made his way to the opening of the fence. As he dragged Linota backward, he was tapped on the back and turned, his grip loosening around his hostage. Just then, he felt the jolt of several stabs in his forearm and dropped Linota to the ground, where she face-planted into the packed dirt.
“Someone get me OUT of this!!” Linota wailed into the earth as her frustration bubbled over. She kicked her feet to try and roll over, to see everything, and managed to get herself in an angle to do so just in time to see Ren charging right at Radigan–and thus herself–at the speed of a galloping horse. Her eyes widened in surprise before she winced away from the green beams, curling herself into a limb bound fetal position. Her face was framed in cakey, sweat-dirt and she very much hated life at the moment.
Radigan snarled his teeth at Ren then propped the staff in the crook of his elbow so he could grab up all of the weapons in his left arm. The magic that Azumi used ensured that all of the makeshift weapons found their target and not one accidentally hit Linota. A green beam hit Radigan on the left side of his collarbone and the staff fell, clattering to the ground with a force. Radigan yelled his displeasures and cursed the man, then he threw the childrens’ weapons at Ren with a burst of magical force, turning it into a game of fatal hot potato. His collarbone seared with the exertion and Radigan gritted his teeth.
Through the pain of having just thrown the weapons at Ren, made up of kitchenware, garden shovels, and cheap daggers, Radigan worked to conjure another shield, this one weaker than the first, only made up of vague energy instead of thick ice. His left arm was badly bleeding now and his fingers no longer listened to him. His right was painful to move with the injured bone, but the idea of losing was far worse than any physical pain, so he bore it. Once the shield was up, he hoped to grab the fallen staff from the ground and use it to blast everyone away from him. The idea of fleeing came to him for but a moment, before he defiantly withdrew the thought. This was his house! No way would he run and leave everything that was so rightfully his.
While Radigan went to pick up the staff, behind the protection of his shield, a threat rang out and surprised him enough to look for the source of the strong, femenine voice before he retrieved his weapon. It was a red haired woman and her horse, who both seemed to appear out of absolutely nowhere. He wondered angrily what ‘question’ this stranger was referring to, having heard none, though heeded none of her demands. It made him immediately furious that yet another person had come to choose the side of the orphans instead of his.
“These dealings have nothing to do with you!" He yelled at her, momentarily forgetting the staff on the ground. Then he turned his attention to all of them. “With any of you!! Leave my property at ONCE or face the consequences!”
“Someone get me OUT of this!!” Linota wailed into the earth as her frustration bubbled over. She kicked her feet to try and roll over, to see everything, and managed to get herself in an angle to do so just in time to see Ren charging right at Radigan–and thus herself–at the speed of a galloping horse. Her eyes widened in surprise before she winced away from the green beams, curling herself into a limb bound fetal position. Her face was framed in cakey, sweat-dirt and she very much hated life at the moment.
Radigan snarled his teeth at Ren then propped the staff in the crook of his elbow so he could grab up all of the weapons in his left arm. The magic that Azumi used ensured that all of the makeshift weapons found their target and not one accidentally hit Linota. A green beam hit Radigan on the left side of his collarbone and the staff fell, clattering to the ground with a force. Radigan yelled his displeasures and cursed the man, then he threw the childrens’ weapons at Ren with a burst of magical force, turning it into a game of fatal hot potato. His collarbone seared with the exertion and Radigan gritted his teeth.
Through the pain of having just thrown the weapons at Ren, made up of kitchenware, garden shovels, and cheap daggers, Radigan worked to conjure another shield, this one weaker than the first, only made up of vague energy instead of thick ice. His left arm was badly bleeding now and his fingers no longer listened to him. His right was painful to move with the injured bone, but the idea of losing was far worse than any physical pain, so he bore it. Once the shield was up, he hoped to grab the fallen staff from the ground and use it to blast everyone away from him. The idea of fleeing came to him for but a moment, before he defiantly withdrew the thought. This was his house! No way would he run and leave everything that was so rightfully his.
While Radigan went to pick up the staff, behind the protection of his shield, a threat rang out and surprised him enough to look for the source of the strong, femenine voice before he retrieved his weapon. It was a red haired woman and her horse, who both seemed to appear out of absolutely nowhere. He wondered angrily what ‘question’ this stranger was referring to, having heard none, though heeded none of her demands. It made him immediately furious that yet another person had come to choose the side of the orphans instead of his.
“These dealings have nothing to do with you!" He yelled at her, momentarily forgetting the staff on the ground. Then he turned his attention to all of them. “With any of you!! Leave my property at ONCE or face the consequences!”
Cairo listens to azumi suggestion andshouts at the children "guys its me Cairo you remember me right? I took the punishments when you guys messed up robbing that merchants wagon, come on you guys have to remember that. Radigans just tricking all of you if you can beat this trick all of us can finally be free!" Not really knowing what to tell the children when he hears linota shouting he shouts back at his best friend "I can only do one thing at a time lin just wait!" But cairo notices radigan dropped linotas staff he trie to think of a plan to retreive it without letting the hypnotized children run wild
"You would use children as weapons?" the red headed knight in the silver armour called out incredulously, "That fell deed alone cries out for justice!"
The silver armoured knight spurred her horse, brashly charging at Radigan with sword outstretched before her like a lance. At over eighty stone, she was as much a rolling boulder bounding down a mountain as she was a warrior.
(( Note: 1 stone is 14lbs or 6.5kg. ))
The silver armoured knight spurred her horse, brashly charging at Radigan with sword outstretched before her like a lance. At over eighty stone, she was as much a rolling boulder bounding down a mountain as she was a warrior.
(( Note: 1 stone is 14lbs or 6.5kg. ))
Azumi, at the last second, was able to teleport near Ren and deflect the incoming projectiles, but was unable to deflect two of the children's weapons, which hit her on legs, only slightly cutting her.
Ren, on the other hand, saw this. The already ignited rancor had been kindled inside him. His familiar, the one person he truly cared about, was, in his eyes, in danger.
He was angry, yet his face could not form even just a sneer at Radigan. His mind bent on one thing only, Azido.
"A-azi....", but Azumi yelled at him, ensuring him that she was alright.
"You're... bleeding!", he wanted to listen to Azumi, but he was focused on killing the man who nearly killed her.
"Kitsune don't bleed, dear, we're spirits! It's okay Ren-"
"No... A-azid-", but he was forced to sleep with a sleeping spell by Azumi and pushed aside with a gust of wind magic, in order to keep him away from any dangerous spells. It would be difficult to fight without her bond, but she alone was still powerful enough to fight with her newfound friends.
"Do not test us", She said sternly, "You must learn not to threaten a Treasoner!"
Ren, on the other hand, saw this. The already ignited rancor had been kindled inside him. His familiar, the one person he truly cared about, was, in his eyes, in danger.
He was angry, yet his face could not form even just a sneer at Radigan. His mind bent on one thing only, Azido.
"A-azi....", but Azumi yelled at him, ensuring him that she was alright.
"You're... bleeding!", he wanted to listen to Azumi, but he was focused on killing the man who nearly killed her.
"Kitsune don't bleed, dear, we're spirits! It's okay Ren-"
"No... A-azid-", but he was forced to sleep with a sleeping spell by Azumi and pushed aside with a gust of wind magic, in order to keep him away from any dangerous spells. It would be difficult to fight without her bond, but she alone was still powerful enough to fight with her newfound friends.
"Do not test us", She said sternly, "You must learn not to threaten a Treasoner!"
Lio took a breath and turned her staff in a circle, using it to make a large spell shield. Magical attacks weren't getting through Radigan's shields, and when they did, there was a chance they might hit Linota. It was time to move from purely magic to physical. He couldn't defend against a physical attack and hold both Linota and the staff.
Though she had trained in hand to hand combat, that was centuries ago, and Lio was even more out of practice with it than magic, but needs must. She added a small speed spell to herself and then held her staff straight out in front of her with the tip pointing at Radigan then charged.
Though she had trained in hand to hand combat, that was centuries ago, and Lio was even more out of practice with it than magic, but needs must. She added a small speed spell to herself and then held her staff straight out in front of her with the tip pointing at Radigan then charged.
(( i will post tomorrow! my days got a little packed from having to make up for being sick 💀 but i'm excited to see how the dice say this goes 😆 ))
((Hey everyone, I'm going to be taking a day or so off from roleplaying. I'll post again soon.))
“These right here,” Radigan shouted, pointing at the children all around the yard. “These are savages! You should be grateful that I care for them, shelter them! They need direction! They need a brain!!” He grabbed the amulet around his neck, as if to showcase his meaning. “Without me they are nothing but filthy vermin! I can make use of them as I please!!”
As focused as he was on defending his honor to this red headed knight, Radigan missed what happened with Azumi and Ren after the makeshift weapons were thrown. Linota, however, saw the whole thing–though she couldn’t hear them over the shouting–and now looked on with great confusion. What in the subterfuge was happening here? Linota stared at Azumi from her place on the ground, logic trying to win over suspicion and failing. Granted, she was partly scared and mostly agitated– logic wasn’t exactly within her reach. Even if it was, it would still be difficult to justify sidelining one of their teammates.
Radigan was simply delighted to know that the man who had shot green beams at him was now blowing away in the wind. Delighted, until the red headed knight’s horse came suddenly barrelling towards him. Liothryth was right on her tail, the speed of her legs unnaturally quick. Radigan sucked in a startled breath and threw himself to the ground, scrambling to pick up the staff that lay there. He wheeled around on his knees when he managed to get a grip around it then struck the end into the earth with all the force his injured arm had.
A burst of energy did indeed come out of the staff, but it wasn’t explosive and it made no effort to push anyone back. This blast did nothing to anybody, except him. The hourglass turned and the staff reset, which simultaneously caused Linota’s bindings to vanish and for Sir Radigan’s head to be turned into that of a rooster. It was an ugly thing, with scraggly feathers and fleshy patches showing through them. The first thing Linota did when the binds released was remove the silver platter that she had tucked into her shirt and trousers at the start of all this. It had been digging into her hip bones the whole time, spurring her anger, and she threw it away from her before rubbing at her reddened sides and arms. She stared at Radigan with an open mouth and one hundred questions. She didn’t know what to appreciate more, the sweet freedom or the result of the backfiring staff.
Liothryth and the knight charged, and chicken-Radigan hid behind his energy shield, as weak as it was. The knight reached the shield first, being on the back of a steed, and proved herself to be an illusion when she struck it. Radigan prepared for impact, staff readied in his hand, but the knight burst into glimmering air. Liothryth would hit it next and split right through it, her staff shattering the shield as if it were made of glass. The tip of her staff tore through Radigan’s shoulder, just below his injured collarbone, and the hourglass staff once more flew out of his hand. He squawked wildly while his only working hand tried to rip the staff out, struggling against the force of Liothryth.
Linota wasn’t sure if Radigan was still able to think inside that new head of his, but he certainly didn’t sound like he could talk. He seemed to try to talk, but all that came out were things like, “CRRAAAAAWWWWW” and “RRREEEEEEEE”, and at one point even a “cock-a-doodle-doo” as he desperately tried to find any semblance of a word. Linota pressed her lips together, knowing this wasn’t an appropriate time to snicker. How could she ever hate magic? She got to her feet, shaky from stiff joints, and ran to retrieve the fallen staff. Radigan’s beak lashed out at her, though it proved more frightening than dangerous as Lio had him pinned in place. Linota recovered and picked up the staff, then faced Radigan down with teenage furocity.
The children were still wailing behind Radigan’s screeching and their cries had not gone unheard to her. Some of the older kids remembered the story Cairo spoke of, having been genuinely grateful for him taking the blame for their failure. Though as true as that was, they wondered why their heads throbbed with the need to kill him. It was agonizing and even more so now that they had to question why. Linota lunged forward to rip the chain from Radigan’s neck and successfully nabbed it, the clasp breaking easily in her adrenaline riddled yank. Then she threw it on the ground, raised her staff high in the air, and drove it down, crushing the jewel beneath it.
A puff of red smoke hissed out of the jewel and the children snapped out of their hypnosis all at once, their expressions quickly turning to fear and shame in turn. They knew what happened when they lost time. They knew what happened when commanded by the amulet. They would wake up to a mess of gore and bits, knowing they had just ended the life of one of their friends. But there was only double-sized Cairo there, holding them and making sure they didn’t bring harm to anyone. Henry smiled up at him, always having thought Cairo was one of the funnest older kids to play with. Now he was a human shaped jungle gym!
Linota was practically vibrating with excitement. The amulet was destroyed! Her staff was in her hand! Radigan was at the mercy of Liothryth!
“Maybe now we can eat him,” Linota said, glaring at Radigan. “After we kill him.” She looked at Liothryth expectantly, waiting for her to finish the job.
Radigan had begun to search his inner pockets, something Linota didn't fret about since she thought he was looking for his watch. It seemed he had been, by the frantic way his hand patted one of his pockets, but he moved on to another. He eventually pulled out a small stone and began to rub it vigorously between his thumb and forefinger, creating an electric current that ran through his body and into anyone he touched. He reached his arm out for Liothryth, aiming to touch her anywhere he could reach.
“Kill him now!!” Linota cried out, feeling useless even with the staff in her hand.
If Radigan managed to touch her, Lio would feel a shock that would temporarily paralyze her.
As focused as he was on defending his honor to this red headed knight, Radigan missed what happened with Azumi and Ren after the makeshift weapons were thrown. Linota, however, saw the whole thing–though she couldn’t hear them over the shouting–and now looked on with great confusion. What in the subterfuge was happening here? Linota stared at Azumi from her place on the ground, logic trying to win over suspicion and failing. Granted, she was partly scared and mostly agitated– logic wasn’t exactly within her reach. Even if it was, it would still be difficult to justify sidelining one of their teammates.
Radigan was simply delighted to know that the man who had shot green beams at him was now blowing away in the wind. Delighted, until the red headed knight’s horse came suddenly barrelling towards him. Liothryth was right on her tail, the speed of her legs unnaturally quick. Radigan sucked in a startled breath and threw himself to the ground, scrambling to pick up the staff that lay there. He wheeled around on his knees when he managed to get a grip around it then struck the end into the earth with all the force his injured arm had.
A burst of energy did indeed come out of the staff, but it wasn’t explosive and it made no effort to push anyone back. This blast did nothing to anybody, except him. The hourglass turned and the staff reset, which simultaneously caused Linota’s bindings to vanish and for Sir Radigan’s head to be turned into that of a rooster. It was an ugly thing, with scraggly feathers and fleshy patches showing through them. The first thing Linota did when the binds released was remove the silver platter that she had tucked into her shirt and trousers at the start of all this. It had been digging into her hip bones the whole time, spurring her anger, and she threw it away from her before rubbing at her reddened sides and arms. She stared at Radigan with an open mouth and one hundred questions. She didn’t know what to appreciate more, the sweet freedom or the result of the backfiring staff.
Liothryth and the knight charged, and chicken-Radigan hid behind his energy shield, as weak as it was. The knight reached the shield first, being on the back of a steed, and proved herself to be an illusion when she struck it. Radigan prepared for impact, staff readied in his hand, but the knight burst into glimmering air. Liothryth would hit it next and split right through it, her staff shattering the shield as if it were made of glass. The tip of her staff tore through Radigan’s shoulder, just below his injured collarbone, and the hourglass staff once more flew out of his hand. He squawked wildly while his only working hand tried to rip the staff out, struggling against the force of Liothryth.
Linota wasn’t sure if Radigan was still able to think inside that new head of his, but he certainly didn’t sound like he could talk. He seemed to try to talk, but all that came out were things like, “CRRAAAAAWWWWW” and “RRREEEEEEEE”, and at one point even a “cock-a-doodle-doo” as he desperately tried to find any semblance of a word. Linota pressed her lips together, knowing this wasn’t an appropriate time to snicker. How could she ever hate magic? She got to her feet, shaky from stiff joints, and ran to retrieve the fallen staff. Radigan’s beak lashed out at her, though it proved more frightening than dangerous as Lio had him pinned in place. Linota recovered and picked up the staff, then faced Radigan down with teenage furocity.
The children were still wailing behind Radigan’s screeching and their cries had not gone unheard to her. Some of the older kids remembered the story Cairo spoke of, having been genuinely grateful for him taking the blame for their failure. Though as true as that was, they wondered why their heads throbbed with the need to kill him. It was agonizing and even more so now that they had to question why. Linota lunged forward to rip the chain from Radigan’s neck and successfully nabbed it, the clasp breaking easily in her adrenaline riddled yank. Then she threw it on the ground, raised her staff high in the air, and drove it down, crushing the jewel beneath it.
A puff of red smoke hissed out of the jewel and the children snapped out of their hypnosis all at once, their expressions quickly turning to fear and shame in turn. They knew what happened when they lost time. They knew what happened when commanded by the amulet. They would wake up to a mess of gore and bits, knowing they had just ended the life of one of their friends. But there was only double-sized Cairo there, holding them and making sure they didn’t bring harm to anyone. Henry smiled up at him, always having thought Cairo was one of the funnest older kids to play with. Now he was a human shaped jungle gym!
Linota was practically vibrating with excitement. The amulet was destroyed! Her staff was in her hand! Radigan was at the mercy of Liothryth!
“Maybe now we can eat him,” Linota said, glaring at Radigan. “After we kill him.” She looked at Liothryth expectantly, waiting for her to finish the job.
Radigan had begun to search his inner pockets, something Linota didn't fret about since she thought he was looking for his watch. It seemed he had been, by the frantic way his hand patted one of his pockets, but he moved on to another. He eventually pulled out a small stone and began to rub it vigorously between his thumb and forefinger, creating an electric current that ran through his body and into anyone he touched. He reached his arm out for Liothryth, aiming to touch her anywhere he could reach.
“Kill him now!!” Linota cried out, feeling useless even with the staff in her hand.
If Radigan managed to touch her, Lio would feel a shock that would temporarily paralyze her.
Lio was now totally focused on Radigan, there could be no other distractions - except his head turning into that of a chicken. That was most certainly a distraction. It was almost enough for Lio to let go of her staff in surprise. But she knew it was still Radigan, still the scum who had harmed - and possibly even killed - children.
Most spells only required the will to do them, and perhaps a motion of a hand or staff to focus it. But there were others that required so much out of the caster and that could do so much harm that they required a word to be spoken along with the will and the motion. Lio had hoped never to have to cast such a spell again, but Radigan deserved the worst she could give him. So with a small thrust of her staff, Lio spoke the word that she and three friends had once used to destroy an army.
Most spells only required the will to do them, and perhaps a motion of a hand or staff to focus it. But there were others that required so much out of the caster and that could do so much harm that they required a word to be spoken along with the will and the motion. Lio had hoped never to have to cast such a spell again, but Radigan deserved the worst she could give him. So with a small thrust of her staff, Lio spoke the word that she and three friends had once used to destroy an army.
The blonde elven sorceress, still naked, inside Radigan's home chuckled as the illusion of that haughty paladin woman crashed into Radigan. It was a bit cocky and ill advised but the look on his bird face had been hilarious. She didn't know that a bird could look that way, with those huge gawking eyes, and that gaping beak! Assallya's eyes sparkled with mirth.
She'd intended for the illusion of the paladin to be the target of some sort of magical strike that might have hurt some of her friends but-
-friends? That was an odd thought for her. Did she have friends now? Assallya didn't like that. Friends got you in trouble. Friends got you killed.
Still, that was a train of thought for another day. Radigan still lived. So far she'd used only the smallest of magics, the weakest at her disposal but they had sufficed. That was the beauty of coming at someone sideways. Deflect, never meet an attack head on. Hide instead of fight. Choose your battlefield. They were words she lived by.
She almost laughed at her next thought. Another illusion! This one would be good. With another quick enchantment she conjured an illusory bucket over Radigan's bird-like head. It would probably only blind him for a moment. Now that he knew someone was using illusions he would likely disbelieve it. Disbelief was a powerful thing but he would likely be blinded until her disbelieved and that would be all the opening someone might need to take down the tyrant.
She'd intended for the illusion of the paladin to be the target of some sort of magical strike that might have hurt some of her friends but-
-friends? That was an odd thought for her. Did she have friends now? Assallya didn't like that. Friends got you in trouble. Friends got you killed.
Still, that was a train of thought for another day. Radigan still lived. So far she'd used only the smallest of magics, the weakest at her disposal but they had sufficed. That was the beauty of coming at someone sideways. Deflect, never meet an attack head on. Hide instead of fight. Choose your battlefield. They were words she lived by.
She almost laughed at her next thought. Another illusion! This one would be good. With another quick enchantment she conjured an illusory bucket over Radigan's bird-like head. It would probably only blind him for a moment. Now that he knew someone was using illusions he would likely disbelieve it. Disbelief was a powerful thing but he would likely be blinded until her disbelieved and that would be all the opening someone might need to take down the tyrant.
Cairo still effected by assallyas magic sees an opening uses rushes towards radigan and throws a punch with all his might sending radigan back a small distance but still dishing out a good amount of damage and says "assallya i dont know what your doing, but keep doing it!" Determined and ready to beat the madman
Lio’s one whispered word barely reached Radigan’s avian ear holes before a searing pain erupted within him. It would be the last word he ever heard, the last face he ever saw. ’A waste,’ his mind inside the rooster still thought of her.
Electricity flowed through the staff and exploded in his core, thoroughly broiling him from the inside. Liothryth had seen his lightning spell and raised him one thousand. There was hardly time for a fearful “BA-GAWK” before Radigan was no more. Fried chicken on the top, roasted pig on the bottom.
Linota couldn't tell if the smells that were now mingling in the air around them were good or bad and that thought made her feel sick. She grimaced at the steaming corpse and backed away from it, just in time to see Cairo jump in and punch Radigan right in his crispy beak. His boots, which had been seared to the ground, unstuck with a sickening peeling sound and his body flew. It landed a few yards away, with Cairo’s added strength, in a misshapen heap of steaming limbs. Linota stared at Cairo in that way she usually stared at him when he overkilled something, but she couldn't blame him for thinking the bird man was still alive. It was hard to tell with that new rooster head of his.
“Gods above, Liothryth,” Linota said, turning to the mage. “I wasn't serious about eating him.” Rather, she detested the idea. She was only trying to scare the man!
Linota gave the scarred woman a wary look before sharing that same look with Azumi. Ren was still under a sleeping spell on the ground and Linota wanted to interrogate the kitsune about it, but hastily decided she would have to ask about that later. For now, she kept a watchful eye on Azumi while interacting with the others.
“Can you move him?” Linota asked Liothryth then turned to everyone else. She hadn't needed to look at the children to know they were utterly horrified. “Into the house with Caldwell. And where are the other kids? And.. Assallya–” Linota's cheeks rouged when she noticed her. “Saints of old, put some clothes on.”
She looked away from the woman, uncomfortable in her own skin now that she could see all of hers. She had seen nudity plenty of times, living in the house in front of her, but this was different somehow.
Electricity flowed through the staff and exploded in his core, thoroughly broiling him from the inside. Liothryth had seen his lightning spell and raised him one thousand. There was hardly time for a fearful “BA-GAWK” before Radigan was no more. Fried chicken on the top, roasted pig on the bottom.
Linota couldn't tell if the smells that were now mingling in the air around them were good or bad and that thought made her feel sick. She grimaced at the steaming corpse and backed away from it, just in time to see Cairo jump in and punch Radigan right in his crispy beak. His boots, which had been seared to the ground, unstuck with a sickening peeling sound and his body flew. It landed a few yards away, with Cairo’s added strength, in a misshapen heap of steaming limbs. Linota stared at Cairo in that way she usually stared at him when he overkilled something, but she couldn't blame him for thinking the bird man was still alive. It was hard to tell with that new rooster head of his.
“Gods above, Liothryth,” Linota said, turning to the mage. “I wasn't serious about eating him.” Rather, she detested the idea. She was only trying to scare the man!
Linota gave the scarred woman a wary look before sharing that same look with Azumi. Ren was still under a sleeping spell on the ground and Linota wanted to interrogate the kitsune about it, but hastily decided she would have to ask about that later. For now, she kept a watchful eye on Azumi while interacting with the others.
“Can you move him?” Linota asked Liothryth then turned to everyone else. She hadn't needed to look at the children to know they were utterly horrified. “Into the house with Caldwell. And where are the other kids? And.. Assallya–” Linota's cheeks rouged when she noticed her. “Saints of old, put some clothes on.”
She looked away from the woman, uncomfortable in her own skin now that she could see all of hers. She had seen nudity plenty of times, living in the house in front of her, but this was different somehow.
Before Azumi could react, the tyrant was delivered a painful execution. She woke up Ren by dispelling the hex put on him and he woke with a startle, sending off a Fireball in the dead Radigan's direction.
"Where is he?!", He yelled as the corpse was further burned, but all he could observe was a dead... something, alongside his newfound allies. He walked over to the odd creature, with an incredibly confused face, not knowing what had just transpired while he was unable to participate in the battle. He looked around, hoping to find Radigan somewhere, anywhere.
"What is that...", He asked Linota, with a distraught and confused face.
"It's Radigan, Renny", She said with, looking guilty as to what she had done to her son, but her demeanor changed into a more strict manner, "Did I not tell you that the Azido artillery spell you've been bestowed is something you cannot readily control?! What if the children were hurt?! I understand I matter to you more so than any other living being in the universe, but that is no excuse to forsake all else!"
"I-", but Ren was interrupted by a pouting Azumi who simply crossed her arms in annoyance and turned away, giving him some sort of a silent treatment.
"Where is he?!", He yelled as the corpse was further burned, but all he could observe was a dead... something, alongside his newfound allies. He walked over to the odd creature, with an incredibly confused face, not knowing what had just transpired while he was unable to participate in the battle. He looked around, hoping to find Radigan somewhere, anywhere.
"What is that...", He asked Linota, with a distraught and confused face.
"It's Radigan, Renny", She said with, looking guilty as to what she had done to her son, but her demeanor changed into a more strict manner, "Did I not tell you that the Azido artillery spell you've been bestowed is something you cannot readily control?! What if the children were hurt?! I understand I matter to you more so than any other living being in the universe, but that is no excuse to forsake all else!"
"I-", but Ren was interrupted by a pouting Azumi who simply crossed her arms in annoyance and turned away, giving him some sort of a silent treatment.
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