Vigel's Return

[Silavur]

*Silavur gets up and tells his story in the tavern.This tale is long been in the wait to be told. And I believe many are confused as to the nature of the plot. If anyone remembers the Dermorian Lords war, they might know the story behind this one. At one point I was confronting Vigel who was the leader. I killed most of his followers and finally he angered and challenged me himself. After a long time I sent him to the Death Realm, but one of his cronies stabbed me in the back and sent me there right after him. They lay in wait for me and ambushed me. I still hold scars from that day when Vigel tried an incantation. I felt it taking control of me, turning my thought sour against the Enki race. I fought off but the spell had taken a toll and I wasn't right again for some time. Always lashing out against friends of mine. After a time I broke free of it and restored my mannerisms. The Dermorian Lords war ended and I thought I was safe from the events from that time in my life.

Several years later, the menace of Xeonart had risen up, and Noriin and Velh had brought me into their ring of defenders against him. He caught up with the three of us in the tavern, and after much wit and taunts, Xeonart no longer could contain his want for his scythe in his hand.

(21:57:27) Xeonart grabs his scythe with his right arm, holding it in the middle, the blade pointing outwards, the dark smile still on his face "ready?"
(21:57:58) Silavur slowly bends down and picks up his armor and swords, dawning them with an air of not caring
(21:58:25) Velh quickly grabs for his bow, almost panickly wincing
(21:58:47) Anarkia's fur stands on end. "Xeonart, don't."
(21:58:51) Noriin gathers a sneer as she places her hand towards her pocket, the furrows on her face slowly starting to move barely noticably
(21:59:26) Rennac stands inbetween the three smiling
(21:59:57) Velh reaches a for one of the arrows commonly feathered
(22:00:38) Anarril jumps excitedly.
(22:00:40) Xeonart starts to chuckle lowly, his scythe still raised outwards, the chuckle quickly turning into a dark and twisted laugh, he raising his head, both of his eyes dark red with slited pupils
(22:01:21) Anarkia says: Anarril, go to the roof. Don't come down.
(22:01:30) Noriin's eyes start to glitter pronouncedly as she mutters in an almost unhearable voice "Darkness" and tirns to stare at Xeoanrt, casting the spell towards his spot
(22:01:48) Anarril hangs his head low, heading up the stairs with a faint pitter patter.
(22:02:00) Silavur slowly stalks to Xeonart's right
(22:02:15) Deterious growls "Xeonart you idiot..."
(22:02:37) Velh aims carefully for Xeonart right hand
(22:03:07) Rennac says: "Lets play."
(22:03:29) Rennac throws off his cloak showing gleaming etheral armor.
(22:04:14) Deterious says: Menki... get out of my way or you will die regardless to your age
(22:05:08) Sherpa says: excuse me..
(22:05:38) Deterious growls at Anarril
(22:06:03) Anarkia looks up. "Anarril, roof, NOW! Or I'LL kill you!"
(22:06:07) Deterious says: Ten seconds, cub
(22:06:13) Deterious says: times up.. sorry
(22:06:19) Deterious draws a pair of daggers
(22:06:24) Rennac says: "Deterious is it?"
(22:06:41) Anarril says: Mister, I'm outta yer way!
(22:06:44) Rennac moves close to Velh slipping something into his pocket and walks up the stairs
(22:06:50) Deterious says: Too bad...
(22:07:08) Anarkia says: Anarril!
(22:07:11) Rennac says: "Go to the roof Anarril."
(22:07:20) Deterious says: As the elf comes to the idiotic cub's side
(22:07:33) Anarril runs off like a coward.
(22:07:51) Rennac grins
(22:07:54) Rennac says: "To bad."
(22:07:56) Deterious says: Do the fool a favor and kill him yourself
(22:08:27) Rennac says: "Now its time for you to go away little man."
(22:08:33) Rennac chuckles and walks right past Deterious
(22:08:53) Deterious rolls his eyes, muttering something about children and mortals
(22:09:28) Rennac brushes some non existant dust off his shoulder armor and grins
(22:10:04) >Twil Monbunter takes a seat.
(22:10:15) Rennac throws off his cloak revealing gleaming armor of the old Hydlaa guard
(22:10:44) >Twil Monbunter stands up.
(22:10:47) Deterious mutters "Dont make me sick...
(22:11:15) Deterious vomits over the railing, barely missing Silavur
(22:11:15) Xeonart smiles darkly, his red eyes gleaming with a lust for blood "Lets see what you all can do.."
(22:11:46) Silavur chuckles and feints running in before withdrawing
(22:12:47) Deterious says: hmm...
(22:12:58) Deterious says: And for no reason..
(22:13:14) Deterious vomits again, it coming closer to Silavur
(22:13:44) Silavur for the sake of not being vomited on and for the sake of fighting umps off the bench, his sword tips pointed at Xeonart
(22:13:52) Silavur lands behind Xeonart
(22:13:57) Xeonart brings his scythe to a defensive position, not moving from the darkness, while holding it close to his chest
(22:14:22) Noriin jumps over the table, staying at the very far end
(22:14:22) Rennac says: "This isn't my battle however."
(22:14:24) Rennac grins
(22:14:28) Rennac says: "A little present."
(22:14:40) Deterious whistles, throwing a dagger which lands at Anarkia's feet
(22:14:50) Rennac casts a frigid wind towards Xeonart
(22:15:06) Rennac smiles
(22:15:09) Velh takes cover behind the table, getting back to aim for Xeonart in a crouched position
(22:15:29) Xeonart gets knocked backwards, stopping just barely before touching Silavur
(22:15:46) Noriin unsheathes the daggers in her boots, taking advantage of Xeonart's low visiibility
(22:15:55) Silavur points his swords up into Xeonart's back
(22:15:56) Rennac says: "Remember whats in your pocket Velh."
(22:16:06) Rennac smiles and slowly fades in the firelight
(22:16:26) Xeonart grins, feeling Silavur's sword points "Defeated? Already? I don't think so."
(22:16:33) Anarkia says: Ack, NO!
(22:16:55) Deterious forms a pair of red daggers in his paws
(22:17:06) Silavur quickly wraps his left sword about Xeonart's throat
(22:17:20) Velh turns to Deterious and shoots his arrows roughly into his chests direction
(22:17:33) Anarkia is about to tackle Silavur, but stops when his sword is at Xeonart's throat.
(22:17:45) Xeonart grins "Are you sure you want to be this close? I wouldn't advise it...I can be very tricky.." Then lightly he mutters "flame spire.."
(22:17:50) Noriin looses sight of Silavur yet still shouts "Do it now!"
(22:18:09) Silavur falls back, but looks down, not being singed
(22:18:13) Deterious quickly ducks, the arrow skimming his helmet.. leaving a scratch causing Deterious to growl
(22:18:29) Deterious cracks his neck
(22:18:29) Xeonart mutters "Defensive wind.."
(22:18:32) Deterious cracks his neck
(22:18:32) Xeonart mutters "Defensive wind.."
(22:18:43) Deterious says: A bow? At this close range?
(22:19:37) Xeonart starts to spin, using the wind to gain more speed
(22:20:19) Silavur steps close and feels his skin. He seems surprised
(22:21:12) Xeonart stops, slamming the scythe down at Silavur, using the speed of the winds to direct the flames toward him
(22:21:36) Silavur raises his sword to protect from the Scythe and braces himself for the burn
(22:22:11) Silavur looks up at Xeonart and narrows his eyes, "You're fire....it doesn't burn"
(22:22:24) Noriin shoots both daggers into Xeonart's direction and quickly unsheathes another pair
(22:23:40) Xeonart gasps in pain, blood dripping down his back as he removes his scythe from Silavurs blade and backs up
(22:24:17) Anarkia grits her fangs and shouts, "Xeonart!"
(22:24:19) Silavur steps in towards Xeonart, "Why doesn't your fire burn?" He kicks at his knees
(22:25:04) Xeonart looks at Silavur with eyes of rage, putting the scythe back to his back, not bothering to remove the daggers "Perhaps I should make them burn then?"
(22:25:43) Deterious sighs "I guess noone cares about the poor old menki..." he smirks
(22:25:45) Silavur throws his sword to Xeonart's neck, "I won't give you the chance"
(22:26:40) Xeonart grabs Silavur's sword with his hand, dark flames engulfing his own "You won't?"
(22:27:00) Velh pulls for another arrow focussing on Xeonart
(22:27:10) Silavur tries forcing the sword into Xeonart's neck
(22:27:17) Anarkia says: Xeonart, watch out!
(22:27:22) Deterious throws a dagger aimed at Velh's neck. He then dissappears, the other dagger falling to the ground
(22:27:38) Noriin grabs both her daggers backhanded..
(22:28:24) Xeonart pushes back, his hand starting to bleed but the dark flames trying to climb down Silavur's blade
(22:29:15) Noriin pounces over Xeonart, attempting to nail both daggers between his shoulders and his neck
(22:29:20) Silavur's eyes widen as the flames crawl up his blade. He snaps out with his other hand, dropping the unoccupied sword, "What do you think you are doing!?"
(22:29:31) Silavur grabs Xeonart's neck
(22:29:48) Velh gets streaked by the knife at the back of his neck, flinches and drops the arrow
(22:29:53) Anarkia tries to smash into Silavur and knock him down.
(22:30:15) Silavur braces and aims his shoulder into Anarkia's chin
(22:31:59) Silavur rams his shoulder into Anarkia's chin while holding Xeonart's neck
(22:32:22) Velh grabs for his neck reflexively
(22:32:22) Anarkia is forced back, but then bites at his shoulder.
(22:32:33) >Player Anarkia has rolled a 10-sided die for a 8.
(22:32:59) Xeonart feels drained, the bloo running down his back from noriin's daggers as he allows dark flame to crawl up his left hand, Silavur's arms around his neck
(22:33:09) Velh wipes the little wound, bleeding lightly
(22:33:24) Xeonart tries to grab Silavur's chest with his left hand
(22:33:29) Noriin jumps back, not bothering to remove the daggers but taking her last pair instead
(22:33:31) Silavur cries out as the flames consume him and he falls to the ground, "What is this!?"
(22:33:53) Velh draws another arrow and aims for Xeonarts knee
(22:34:29) Anarkia says: Watch out!
(22:34:33) Xeonart pounces on Silavur jumping up and grabbing his head, flames running down Silavur's face
(22:35:25) Velh releases the string for the arrow hissing at Xeonart
(22:35:25) Noriin steps close again and tries to kick Xeonart away from Silavur
(22:35:29) Silavur faintly reaches about for his swords but does not succeed
(22:36:24) Xeonart gets pierced with the arrow before being kicked into the table
(22:36:48) Silavur inhales sharply and writhes on the floor
(22:37:31) Xeonart turns around "You may not want to attack me, less you want your friend to feel pain."
(22:37:50) Silavur pants and bats meaninglessly in the air
(22:38:19) Xeonart coughhs up blood, his robes cut up and stained, his eft eye fading back to its normal color, completely drained "I'm warning you."
(22:38:24) Anarkia looks worriedly at Xeonart's wounds.
(22:38:54) Xeonart raises a hand pointed at silavur
(22:39:30) Silavur feels pain jolt through his body as he cannot break a stare at Xeonart
(22:39:44) Noriin again places her hand towards her pocket
(22:40:04) Xeonart takes the distraction to try and run away
(22:40:36) Velh quickly grabs another arrow, shoots it at once, yet misses "Run, you fool!"
(22:40:46) Noriin's eyes flicker as they nail on Xeonart, yet she stops herself
(22:41:49) Silavur gets up and looks at Xeonart. In a voice that does not belong to him, he screams "Xeonart!"
(22:41:54) Xeonart sneaks awa, taking one last look at Silavur closely, muttering something angrily under his breath
(22:43:33) Anarkia runs upstairs trying to escape.
(22:43:56) Silavur collapses
(22:44:07) Noriin lets Xeonart go yet quickly shoots her daggers towards anarkia, trying to calculate her path in advance
(22:45:06) Velh kneels down looking over Silavur's body
(22:45:08) Foson says: hello, I am foson.
(22:45:21) Anarkia stumbles along the way, feeling two pierces. "Ungh!" She falls on the ground, wincing, and confused.
(22:45:43) Foson says: I'm seeking help for a quest, I nees diamond xtal to make glasses.
(22:45:51) Noriin runs after Anarkia
(22:45:55) Silavur shakes his head about, "I feel something... what did he do to me?"
(22:46:23) Noriin shakes her head "You are going nowhere.."
(22:46:30) Anarkia tries to get up and uses the wall for support. She feels for the daggers: one in her shoulder and the other in her side.
(22:46:37) Velh drops the bow still focused on Silavur and uncontrolledly waves with his hands "Heck.. what now..?"
(22:47:09) Silavur raises his hands and looks at them. He stares and then jumps, as his hands turn into ice
(22:47:23) Velh shouts: "Healer! Crystal Mage! Quick, the tavern!"
(22:47:30) Noriin stares at the fenki with dark gleaming eyes, shaking her head slowly and repeteadly
(22:47:55) Noriin turns to Velh "Grab this!"
(22:48:20) Velh scratches his head quite nervously "Darn.. " pats Silavur's chest mumbling "You will be fine, no worries..", and shoots a glance at Noriin
(22:48:26) Noriin throws a healing potion to Velh, hoping he will catch it
(22:48:46) Silavur shakes his head again, "No Velh... I am not capable of such magic"
(22:48:48) Anarkia slides down the wall, coughing. "Hnn, Noriin, don't..."
(22:49:01) Noriin points to the stairs again "Walk down.. please"
(22:49:29) Velh in his nervosity cant catch the vial properly, drops it again and through a little crackle a bit of the fluids runs out, yet still he pours the rest into Silavur's mouth
(22:49:52) Velh shouts: Help! We need help!
(22:50:08) Silavur looks up at Anarkia and his eyes narrow. As he stands his form changes slightly, "Enkidukai"
(22:50:19) Elilaly look up to see what is going on
(22:51:09) Cruran says: i just heard a shout for help?
(22:51:22) Silavur stalks towards Anarkia, his hands turning into fire. He spits out the words with hate this trime, "Enkidukai"
(22:51:25) Noriin nods to Cruran "Can you use the crystal way?"
(22:51:39) Cruran says: yes, i'm not a bad healer
(22:51:46) Anarkia begins to cough out some blood. "P-please... I have to take care of... someone."
(22:51:46) >Noriin raises an arm and points towards Silavur Rouque.
(22:51:49) Noriin says: Go for it
(22:52:02) Velh grabs Silavur by his shoulder carefully yet determinedly "Wait.."
(22:52:08) Noriin steps closer to Velh, examining him "Are you alright, dear?"
(22:52:11) Silavur reaches out to Anarkia's throat but then realises what he is doing and collapses back again
(22:52:25) Noriin turns away from the light
(22:52:51) Velh frowns to Cruran "Wasnt that a healing spell or whatever? Do something!", pointing at Silavur
(22:53:11) Silavur looks up to Velh and Noriin with a hopeless look and whispers, "Vigel"
(22:53:27) Noriin flinches, still giving her back "Huh?"
(22:53:45) Velh sneers and shoots Anarkia a glare full of blank scorn. His fist goes straight to her face recklessly
(22:53:47) Silavur doubles over and shakes his head, "No no no.... not Vigel"
(22:54:05) Velh winces "Vigel?"
(22:54:09) Anarkia wipes the sticky red liquid from her mouth. She is suddenly thrown backward as Velh's fist hits her snout.
(22:54:18) Noriin looks down and seems to realise... she turns back to Silavur "What did Xeoanrt do to you?!"
(22:54:47) Silavur says: I felt him invading.... he tried to posses me. Or controll me
(22:54:52) Velh stunnedly returns to Silavur "What the.. you still arent fully restored from that elf?"
(22:55:23) Silavur looks at Velh, "Something inside me fought him back"
(22:55:46) Velh blinks "Huh? ... fought Xeonart back now?"
(22:56:08) Velh nods to Mordaan distractedly, and obviously worried, the back of his neck showing a little wound
(22:56:13) Anarkia's eyes seem to glint as if she remembers something. She grins darkly at Silavur.
(22:56:21) Silavur raises his right hand and turns it into a blaze. Then raises his left and turns it to ice, "I am not capable of these magics... Something did not let Xeonart posses me"
(22:56:35) Mordaan says: Hmm, what is happening here?
(22:56:39) Arcov looks around at the crowd, the sits down in the corner
(22:56:49) Mordaan sees Velh's wound and looks worried
(22:57:02) Foson says: anarkia, please tell me what this group is?
(22:57:30) Velh blinks "Uhm... what? You werent able of casting those.. fists there, before?"
(22:58:07) Silavur looks up to Mordaan with a sad expression but simply shakes his head. He looks back to Velh, "No. I am no mage. Vigel was. A mage of ways."
(22:58:37) Silavur lets his fire consume his right arm
(22:59:01) Velh takes a deep breath and tilts his head "Whu..? You mean Xeonart woke those.. or implied those magics?"
(22:59:05) Mordaan looks at Silavur with concern
(22:59:17) Velh steps back "Whoa.. careful there huh?"
(22:59:43) Mordaan says: uh, need someone to put that fire out?
(22:59:50) Mordaan looks around
(22:59:56) Silavur stands up and walks over to the smug Anarkia, "Are you afraid of fire Enki?"
(23:00:19) Anarkia stops smiling and shakes her head defiantly.
(23:00:33) Velh frowns and carefully lays his hand on Silavur's shoulder
(23:01:13) >Foson Kesaigh takes a seat.
(23:01:15) Velh grins deviously "We already know how to.. proceed with her.. she will love it.."
(23:01:26) Silavur holds his hand close to Anarkia's cheek, "Why were you smiling so? Do you remember who Vigel was?"
(23:01:54) Anarkia watches the hand carefully. "Who?"
(23:02:07) Velh mutters and glares at Silavur "Vigel was a despoth and and filth elf, sick of mind!"
(23:02:15) Silavur laughs and his form changes again, becoming darker, "You should remember me"
(23:02:46) Cruran says: Silavur, what's with you? you aren't like this
(23:02:53) Foson says: no. i only know dungeons are somewhere near the lookout towers?
(23:02:53) Velh pulls from Silavur shoulder "Come on Silavur, I dont think you.. erm.. are knowing what you do now"
(23:03:02) Mordaan gasps
(23:03:16) Silavur chuckles, "Silavur? That paltry elf who thought he could stop me?"
(23:03:35) Mordaan has a look for surprise
(23:03:58) Mordaan says: Wh-what's going on here?
(23:04:00) Velh blinks confusedly
(23:04:00) Cruran says: Silavur, what are you saying, snap out of it
(23:04:09) Noriin grabs Silavur's shoulder as well "Step back, you need to rest"
(23:04:38) Silavur laughs maniacally as he draws back his firey hand. He makes it blaze white hot beofre plunging it at Anarkia's face
(23:04:39) Velh pokes Silavur still astonishedly "Hey Sil, its you, you arent that sickminded Vigel, eh?"
(23:05:02) Velh flinches and covers his face
(23:05:29) Foson says: I will explore, and thank you.
(23:05:35) Mordaan's mouth flies open
(23:05:39) Noriin frowns and tries to push Silavur backwards strongly
(23:05:50) Noriin says: Step back, you're yout of yourself!
(23:05:52) Mordaan stands back
(23:05:59) Anarkia screams as the fire burns the tip of her fur.
(23:06:01) Cruran is completely shocked
(23:06:34) Mordaan looks saddened
(23:06:36) Velh cant avoid a snicker watching Anarkias facehair burned away
(23:06:44) Silavur kicksat Anarkia, trying to force her into the wall
(23:07:16) Cruran tries to hold Silavur back
(23:08:05) Silavur succumbs to Cruran's efforts and fall backwards shouting obscenities about the Enkidukai race.
(23:09:12) Noriin frowns and moves to Anarkia to remove her daggers from her harshly "This is mine..", then sheathes them still dyed in red

I woke from this crazed state later and asked about what had happened. Whenever I crossed into this other state I had no memories.

[xhayron]

[
Sorry to go all OOC here.

Silavur, do you have Vigel's permission to take over his character?
The last we spoke, I understood you sent an e-mail asking permission but did not receive a reply.

Thanks,
-X
]

[Silavur]

[As I've said, I have emailed him. No response, but all of this has already occurred. If he later says it is not ok with him I will immediately take all of this down and end the RP. But for now it's set in motion. I hope no one else feels it should end because it's been fun and most people have enjoyed it. More logs to come]

[Kieve]

[Kieve still looks forward to pounding some manners back into Vigel. Mwa-hahaha. Nice, Silavur, though as a request I don't suppose you'll write up future logs novella-style? Really does make for easier reading.]

[Silavur]

[Takes long enough as is I might try]

[Gharan]

[As I've said, I have emailed him. No response, but all of this has already occurred. If he later says it is not ok with him I will immediately take all of this down and end the RP. But for now it's set in motion. I hope no one else feels it should end because it's been fun and most people have enjoyed it. More logs to come]

[I don't read my game e-mail accounts Anyways, good luck with your RP.]

[Silavur]

[Yay! THanks buddy, nice to hear from you! I miss the old days On with the RP]

[Silavur]

* Silavur continues with his story

       Many small things happened in between that event and the next I am to tell... summed up it does not add a lot to my tale, and so I will spare you that time. I made threats against Xeonart and my sole goal in life for these weeks was to figure out what awoke this inside me and to figure out how to reverse it. One night things almost got out of hand in the tavern. Ecuetas, a guard in my guild, came to my aid when it looked like I was going to be killed my Xeonart and his gang. I was trying not to get angry because that is what had been provoking my...affliction, into rearing its head. But Xeonart walked out of that tavern and did not harm me since my guild member came, along with his Outlaw fiance, Morilla.  The next day, I was sitting with another City Guard from my guild when one of Xeonart's followers approached me, Chorval. He came in and strode up to our table with his sneering arrogant attitude. I tired ignoring him, "Silavur, so good to see you again. I do recall last night vividly. I have come to let you know that the life of your Outlaw friend is as good as mine."

       "As welcome as that support was Chorval, Morilla hardly would have backed me without Ecuetas there. I do hope she can defend herself though, defenseless little fenki she is" I replied with sarcasm.

     "None the lesss" he said with a grin "you are a thorn in the flesh. So Silavur, Survivor, I will make you an offer. Follow me outside where it's not so...cramped." Anarkia sat close by and smirked at me. They were goading me into taking a challenge, and I could not. "You know you and I might go Trepor hunting together soon. That would help you train and get some money under into your tria pouch." Cruran just sat there listening intently to Chorval and I. And so Chorval seeing I wouldn't be fighting him for now reason, turned to another tactic, though I only saw through it partly to begin with, "I just wish to settle a dispute you have with my master. Come now, let's not discuss such matters here."

    "You have information for me?" I couldn't resist it. I had to know and if it was just a trap... then it was. But I had to risk a fight for it. And so when Chorval nodded yes, I turned back to Cruran with a sigh, "I have to find out what's happened to me." And so I sat to deliberate what I was going to do. And with one more sigh I turned back up to Chorval, "Ok, let's go. Where to Chorval" He just turned and motioned for me to follow him. Anarkia asked if she could follow as well and I gave Zwenze a nervous glance as I strode to the steps behind Chorval. He told Anarkia not to come. He led me up to the roof of the tavern. We were alone and so I prodded for what I had come for, "What information do you have servant?" But he strode in between me and the stairs so I could not exit. He looks straight into my eyes, and I could see there was nothing behind them. Almost soulless, "You have troubled the master long enough, Survivor. I won't waste any more time with talk. I am here to end you." He took out a rock and two glyphs. I stared on resistant to start fighting if there was a way out. He set the rock in between the two glyphs and applied pressure, grinding the rock into dust and releasing it into the air. Anarkia came to the roof and looked on at us. I wasn't sure whether she would attack or not. But Chorval kicked the ground and the coal dust in the air floated towards me, encircled me. "You should consider this an honor Survivor. I've only used this technique once before. Unfortunately, the target didn't last long." I ignored his goading and summoned a wind around me with a whisper, not letting the dust close in too tight. I whispered, "Darkness" and launched the spell at Anarkia. "To keep her pacified" I say as she grumbles while the dark cloud settles in over her. "Whatever" Chorval sayed and he pointed his finger at me and the dust charged in, closing in more and more. I took my sling bag off and lay it down as I again whisper, "Fire" and launch the spell into the dust. It passed through not harming the dust but striking Chorval mildly making him lose concentration. The dust backed off and floated randomly around. I used the opportunity of Chorval in his daze to sidestep the dust and charge in drawing a sword and pointing the point at Chorval's neck. He lost concentration on his spell as he dodged my attack, but my sword still sliced through part of his neck, leaving him bleeding but not beaten. I crouched into a slide to dispel my momentum and whispered "Darkness" casting it at Chorval as he lashed out with a punch, his fist glowing from the mana used in a spell. But his aim was off from the settling darkness. Anarkia's cloud of darkness lifted and she muttered something about Chorval's wound. I lashed out at his legs with a kick since he was unbalanced. He couldn't see my attack and was brought down but spun once he hit luckily making contact with my legs as well. I began to fall but I let my sword flip in my hand, point down, and so as I fell, so did the blade towards Chorval's chest. He rolled out of the way but his vest was caught and it pinned him down. Anarkia ran in to try to slash at me with her claws, but Cruran came to the roof just in time and pulled her back. Chorval gathered an orb of flames in his hand and thrust it toward me. I let the fire wash over me and laughed as I got to my feet, Chorval still pinned down.

       "Did your precious master not tell you that his magic doesn't effect me? At least fire has not." I began summoning a large ball of fire in between  my hands. Chorval braced himself and pulled his vest free with a enormous effort and immediately swung at my hands to break the spell. Anarkia finally broke free of Cruran's grip and ran at me. I released the ball of flames at her, but Cruran tackled her at the same time and they both fell back burnt. In the confusion Chorval tried to tackle me to bring me down and use his weight against my lesser weight. I noticed it to late to sidestep and so I fell back before he reached me and whipped a sword from my belt, holding it low so Chorval's momentum would hopefully carry him onto it. We fell back and I landed on my butt, still sitting up and I looked down to see if my attack worked. It had, and Chorval's eyes went wide with realization as he coughed and blood spit out onto my chest. I rolled him over onto his back in the same motion as I withdrew my sword from his chest, letting it clatter to the wood roof.

         I do not remember exactly how everything happened here but I do remember what happened. Cruran told me my eyes glazed over but I didn't cross over and let Vigel take control of me again. But I rose my hands up in the air and called a large power to me from the skies. "With this..." I said as Chorval reached up touching his wound, "X-xeonart...."

      "I banish you from this realm." And I brought my hands down on him. His body tensed and then relaxed. He was dead. But as well all sat there waiting for the body to fade into the death realm.... nothing happened. I felt my gut wrench and I dropped to my knees. I felt myself weaken like no other time before. I walked off picking up my sling bag and a sword from Chorval's belt. Then I went to a room in the tavern and slept.

[Duraza]

[*cries* Poor Chorval. I shall miss him.  ]

[Earl_Listbard]

[I like how you took the logs and turned them into a group of paragraphs, like a story. It makes it much more enjoyable to read, nice work silavur! - Do not worry Duraza, I am working on another pawn for your dark games.]

[Silavur]

* Silavur tells the next part of his story in the basement of the tavern.

       I found a group of my friends in the plaza one day. I had come to some realizations about what was happening with me. Before I didn't want to accept that Vigel might really be possessing me but I had come to terms with it and needed to tell those who were with me when everything happened. I saw Velh and Noriin there in a plaza along with Anumesa and Fyredal. Kieve saw me and followed quickly to come talk to me about it. There was another incident with him that brought him into all this mess, but like I said, there was so much happening and I want to spare you that time. Apparently what I did not know then that I do now is that I had enslaved Anarkia. Well, Vigel did. And so her presence close to me when I went to talk went unnoticed. Apparently the link between me and her breaks when I am Silavur and reforms when Vigel takes me over. I began telling them of my predicament. How Vigel was controlling me and how I knew nothing during those time. I shared none of his memories. It was during this conversation that in mid sentence.... I could no longer remember what was happening.

* He motions to Kieve who comes up and stands next to him.

       Kieve here will tell you what happened next. And after I myself learned of these events I assure you I felt horrible beyond belief. All I knew after this conversation was waking up in the tavern, slightly sore.

* Silavur goes and sits on a bench as Kieve begins his tale

[Kieve]

...Silavur fell to his knees, changing before our eyes as something dark took hold within him. Anarkia and Velh exchanged words, but I could only stare upon Silavur as he struggled to fight back the malignant presence... all too soon, I saw he had failed. He inhaled deeply, standing again. The others nearby spoke to him as though  Silavur remained in control - but I knew better. I had seen the difference once before. I took a single, cautious step back from him.

"Vigel, I assume...?"

I received no answer at first. He spoke to the others, ordering Velh to back away and sending Anarkia for an apple, ignoring Fyredal's concern as well. I spoke again, testing the water. The last time I saw Vigel in control, Silavur was able to fight him down quickly. This time felt much different, however.

"What's the fuss?" the posessed elf asked. I kept my expression carefully masked.

"Is this Silavur asking, or his unwanted guest?"

...Things deteriorated rapidly. Perhaps I should not have taunted him, perhaps the disagreement between Anarkia and Velh nearby would have provoked him anyway. I do not know. But as time passed and Vigel did not receed, I began to think there was only one answer left...

"Silavur, I don't want to hurt you. I know Vigel is stronger than I. But I'll give my last breath and see us both to Dakkru before..." I choked on the words, a hollow pit forming in my stomach. "Before I'll let him take you fully." Against a mage of Vigel's caliber, the defiant words seemed pitifully weak.

Vigel sighed, seemingly more annoyed than concerned. "Your way then." A blast of dark flames roared downwards against the cobblestones, propelling him into the air.

I was not yet ready to give up hope that Silavur could hear me. "Fight him, Silavur... it's your body. Your life." An energy arrow shrieked down in response, and I dove swiftly to the left, leaving the arrow to shatter street tile where my feet once were. Failing to pierce me with magic, Vigel dropped towards me with swords drawn. He aimed a slash at my chest, but my agility spared me again as I rolled back, kicking out at him while my hands fumbled at my sabre hilts. Vigel's sword struck downwards just as I gripped my own blade - the worn and battered crystal-steel sword Trixie had given me, long ago. It whipped out, deflecting the blow aimed for my heart.

I pushed against his blade further, sliding across the stones to gain distance. My right hand raised level with him, loosing a brilliant orange ball of fire. Vigel's wizardry countered it easily, coating his chest with ice and shrugging off the fire's heat, but the force of the blast knocks him off his feet.

"Sil..." I growled, flipping myself upright. More flames curled up along my right arm, waiting to be unleashed, but I did not press my advantage. Vigel rose swiftly, striking at my chest with a blast of ice. I reached up, gripping his wrist, meeting his eyes steadily. "Silavur... forgive me," I hissed through clenched teeth, summoning all the fire at my command. Orange glows spread like spiderwebs through the cracks between the plaza's tiles.

Vigel let out a contemptuous laugh, twisting his magic. The ice turned to black fire, washing over me. I was not about to give in so easily, however. I drove the pommel of my sword straight up into his face, breaking his nose. The blow snapped his head back, but did not break the dark warlock's concentration. Black flames scorched my armor and fur in agonizing waves, burning away what little protection I wore and threatening to consume me fully. I aimed a knee at his chest, throwing myself back in an attempt to hurl him over top of me and away, but this also proved futile. Desperate to escape, I removed my hand from his wrist, driving it forcibly into his chest. Orange-yellow flames erupted between us, blasting us apart. My smoking body struck the ground hard, and I looked up in a daze as more dark fire roared towards me.

Wracked with pain, I ducked under the blast and crouched low. It took all my remaining focus, but I called upon the Armor glyph in my pack - my orange fur turned a deep granite as the spell took marginal hold. Concentrating on the spell, I did not see Vigel until his sword struck at my neck, drawing chips of stone and sparks where it clipped my rock-armored flesh. Blood leaked from cracks in the stone where my spell remained unfinished.

I fell back in shock, trying to keep my grip on the crystal-steel sword, but Vigel's foot struck cruelly at it, battering away the blade. I released my hold, instead sweeping my legs out at him. The rock armor lent extra weight to my blow, knocking him off his feet. Somehow, his blade strikes out at me as he falls, ripping open my scorched leather chestpiece and drawing more chips of stone and blood out of my flesh. Black flames coursed down the blade's length, but I drew the other sabre from my belt and swatted his sword away.

More fire strikes my face as I rise, exhausting the last of the rock enchantment's power. I force myself up to one knee, battered and spent, my fur still smoldering from the black flames. Words escape my lips, something determined and far more confident than I felt, preparing for Vigel's next attack.

The move, when it came, was unexpected and laughable. A cloud of darkness enveloped me as he summoned the spell. "Come now, Vigel," I laughed with grim humor. "Parlor tricks? I thought we were above that." Crystal lights flared bright around me, banishing the darkness with ease. Only then did I realize what he had done.

Blinded by his spell and my own magic, I could not see the blade that flashed out at me. Hurled like an arrow, the blade took me through the right side, throwing me back against the pavement. Agony like none I'd ever known flooded my body, blood pooling around me as I lay impaled on the plaza stones. Gloating, Vigel appeared above me, drawing his other blade. Yliakum is a dangerous place, but I had never faced my own mortality in this fashion, and a cold resolve settled in my chest. Outwardly, I smiled. I would not give him the satisfaction of seeing my fear.

"Borrowed... flesh..." I wheezed, the gurgling strains of a punctured lung evident in my breath.

"Yes," the warlock chuckled back, "but it seems to be suiting me just fine." He drove the blade down at my neck. But I had one last card to play, hoping just perhaps that I could knock Vigel down hard enough for Silavur to regain a hold. I twisted my head to the side, just as the blade pierced my neck. Bright arterial blood sprayed upwards, and another excruciating pain flooded my being. My determination was stronger than my impending death, however. Fire erupted all around us in a seven-foot radius, expending every last shred of my magic in a massive explosion of flame. I did not see the effects, for I blacked out after that and when next I opened my eyes, I found a Death Guardian standing over me.

Fortunately, the scent of charred fur blocked out its own rotting odors...

[Silavur]

[Ok I'm so sorry. xD  I have been encountering alot of IRL events that have not allowed me alot of time on the interwebs. I am very certain that when I return, this RP WILL continue... and I'll figure out something to help make the time traversed in game to seem reasonable. Our biggest problem is getting everyone involved together at the same time. :S  In the mean time, be well all; I miss you.]