"Alright Morgan, time to set out for the next set of mages." Click turned when he didn't hear a response. "Morgan?" Nothing. "Where could she have gone?"
Both he and Kots ran over to where the other mages had fallen. As they arrived, a fireball whizzed right by them. They looked over to see the mage that Morgan had previously held in place. "Looks like the holding spell wore off." Kots always did like to state the obvious.
"What did you do with her?!" shouted Click.
"I didn't do anything!" shouted the hunched mage as he prepared to launch another spell.
Click raised his hand and absorbed the ray of poison that was thrown at him. He fought back a wince, for that one stung a little; he must be nearing his limit. "If you tell us what happened, we'll let you go without beating you to a pulp." Click never enjoyed making threats, but he couldn't just stand there all day wasting time and magic.
The mage just stood for a second, almost as if trying to weight the options in his head, and then finally blurted out, "I saw some guys take her. They put a black bag over her head, and ran off behind me." The footprints could be seen in the sand.
"It looks like he's telling the truth," again, Kots had to state the obvious.
"Thank you for your time and information." Click and Kots walked past the mage, and followed the trail of footprints. I can't smell anything besides Kots and that mage, so they probably used some sort of transportation.
"Kots, do you smell any sort of transportation magic residue, like summoning, or teleportation?"
Kots sniffed the air for a few seconds, and then put his hand up to signal to hold. They hadn't quite reached the top of this dune yet. Kots ran to the top, stuck his head over by a smidge, and then ran back to Click. "Looks like they're dampening their magical auras. I just barely caught a whiff of them now. Their just over this hill on the other side. There's six or so, and they're all together, in some sort of circle or something. Looks bad, boss, what do we do?"
Sometimes it actually was nice for Kots to have the brevity that he did. That's why he was a warrior mage, and not a diplomat. "I guess we're gonna have to storm the mages, take them by surprise, and get our third member back. After that, we need to win this thing."
Kots nodded, "Alright, I'll lead in. Let me know when you're ready."
Click was slightly envious of Kots' ability to absorb spells, his limit was much higher than his, but that meant that he always had to be the first one to run into battle, which was something that he never wanted to do. He and Kots got to the top of the hill, and he looked down. Ok, maybe Kots' brevity didn't do the whole situation justice. He couldn't believe what he saw on the other side of the dune. He'd only seen it in text books.
(alright, a little less action in this one, but a good setup for tomorrow, eh? ;) Anywho, thanks to whoever voted in the polls, you're awesome! Have a blessed day!)
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Thursday, September 8, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Well, well, well
It wasn't long after they released the spells of death, that they quickly smelled their way to the next group of mages duking it out. Morgan, along with her teammates, watched from behind a small scattering of rocks, and she notched an arrow to her bow, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. She was glad that these two clans were weakening each other, as they both seemed quite powerful.
Recalling the spells that she had previously absorbed, she decided to place one on her arrow, as it lay in wait, almost quivering with excitement to lay waste to her enemy. It didn't take long for the correct moment to present itself. "Fly," she whispered and let loose her arrow. Flying straight into the middle of the combat, it went completely unnoticed, until it erupted in a giant ball of life draining magic. The battle ensued as if she hadn't done anything. I wonder if they realize that it wasn't just another one of their enemy's spells Morgan thought to herself. Not that it would do them much good, they had been so weakened by the blast, that they were now visibly starting to breathe harder and curl up the way that old people do as they get older and have trouble keeping themselves upright.
"Now," Click gave the order to charge in. Morgan, the sagittiferous member of the team, launched another arrow, this time directly aimed at a mage, and hit him in the leg. Kots charged, leading the way while swinging his staff to intercept any incoming spells. Morgan spotted one of the mages in the middle of casting a spell that didn't look like it was going to end well for the recipient. "Not today," she muttered as she released a spell to keep him from moving. His uneven positioning caused him to fall face first onto the sand.
The two clans were now more focused on Morgan and her clan than they were on each other, but two were already down for the count; one was being held by her spell, and the other just got walloped on by Kots' staff. He was definitely going to wake up black and blue the next morning.
She ran over to the held mage, touched his outstretched arm, and drew his spells into herself, replenishing her dwindling spells. She breathed a sigh of relief, for his spells weren't composed of any death magic. Looking back at the battle, she could tell that Kots and Click had things well under control. With the weakened state of the mages, it was much easier to resist their spells.
That's when Morgan lost the ability to move. She couldn't even move her eyes. Fortunately her chest continued to rise and fall as her breathing continued, as it always had, but she could not chase after her team as they bounded after the two remaining mages.
Then there was nothing but darkness and a sharp pain in the back of her neck as she blacked out.
(Hey-o! Cliffhanger! Dun Dun Dun! *dramatic reverb* How you all liking it so far? Any comments, questions, concerns? Lemme know! Another lost word here, see if you can figure it out :) Anyway, hope you all are enjoying your week, cuz you should, it's the only first full week of September of 2011 you're gonna get, so take advantage of it. Laterz!)
Recalling the spells that she had previously absorbed, she decided to place one on her arrow, as it lay in wait, almost quivering with excitement to lay waste to her enemy. It didn't take long for the correct moment to present itself. "Fly," she whispered and let loose her arrow. Flying straight into the middle of the combat, it went completely unnoticed, until it erupted in a giant ball of life draining magic. The battle ensued as if she hadn't done anything. I wonder if they realize that it wasn't just another one of their enemy's spells Morgan thought to herself. Not that it would do them much good, they had been so weakened by the blast, that they were now visibly starting to breathe harder and curl up the way that old people do as they get older and have trouble keeping themselves upright.
"Now," Click gave the order to charge in. Morgan, the sagittiferous member of the team, launched another arrow, this time directly aimed at a mage, and hit him in the leg. Kots charged, leading the way while swinging his staff to intercept any incoming spells. Morgan spotted one of the mages in the middle of casting a spell that didn't look like it was going to end well for the recipient. "Not today," she muttered as she released a spell to keep him from moving. His uneven positioning caused him to fall face first onto the sand.
The two clans were now more focused on Morgan and her clan than they were on each other, but two were already down for the count; one was being held by her spell, and the other just got walloped on by Kots' staff. He was definitely going to wake up black and blue the next morning.
She ran over to the held mage, touched his outstretched arm, and drew his spells into herself, replenishing her dwindling spells. She breathed a sigh of relief, for his spells weren't composed of any death magic. Looking back at the battle, she could tell that Kots and Click had things well under control. With the weakened state of the mages, it was much easier to resist their spells.
That's when Morgan lost the ability to move. She couldn't even move her eyes. Fortunately her chest continued to rise and fall as her breathing continued, as it always had, but she could not chase after her team as they bounded after the two remaining mages.
Then there was nothing but darkness and a sharp pain in the back of her neck as she blacked out.
(Hey-o! Cliffhanger! Dun Dun Dun! *dramatic reverb* How you all liking it so far? Any comments, questions, concerns? Lemme know! Another lost word here, see if you can figure it out :) Anyway, hope you all are enjoying your week, cuz you should, it's the only first full week of September of 2011 you're gonna get, so take advantage of it. Laterz!)
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