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Dadramora uttered the last part of the enchantment, and a small orb of blue light appeared in his hand. He sent a flood of power into his armor, blowing the straps off. He'd need an immense amount of speed if he was to get this right, and sent as much power into his legs as he could spare. "Dosise, move!" He screamed. Then he lept at the Viin with an incredible amount of speed, feeling the muscles in his legs tear and strain. He fought through the pain and focused on ending this battle NOW.
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
Dosise didn't move, mostly because he wasn't anywhere near where the Viin was. He was in the shadowy corner watching as the Viin helplessly swung at the fake Dosises.
Dadramora passed through a few Dosises, then slammed the orb right onto his sword. The energy was channeled through the sword, and then the sword 'disappeared'. In all reality, it condensed itself around the Viin's heart to prevent it from regenerating. After a few more seconds of thrashing, the Viin fell to a knee, then grunted and fell to its side, dead. Dadramora smiled, then dropped to his knees as his destroyed legs collapsed on themselves. He fell to his back, sprawled, laughing. It'd be a bitch to get out of here, but a Viin was dead, and Dadramora had something to do now. Find out how Tetra got here, how they uncovered the mystery of the teleportation stone, and how he should go about it.
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
Kagero made his way to Dosise first, 'I can fly you out, may need to take two trips however.'
Dosise looked into the eyes of the wyvern and nodded understandingly, "Check to see if Dadramora is fine first, I can be the one to wait for the second trip." as soon as Dosise was done speaking, Kagero approached Dadramora and mind spoke to him. 'Please allow me to take you up and out of this cavern,'
Kagero walked over to Namari, 'Please mount as well, make sure to hold him up and don't allow you two to fall to the ground. It may be hard to catch you in time.' the wyvern mindspoke to the woman.
Kagero waited patiently until he knew the two were on and ready. Gently, he rose up into the air and out the hole he had made. He landed on the ground and squinted a bit as the light here was much brighter than in the cave, it would take time to adjust. Now he waited for the two to dismount, after they did he would get Dosise.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Mar 28, 2012 6:14:55 GMT -5
Namari jumped off, and sort of slid Dadramora onto the ground beside her as carefully as she could. Once he was placed, she looked to Kagero and smiled. "Thank you," she nodded, bowing slightly.
Kagero nodded and looked the woman in her eyes, "It was my pleasure, be back in a moment.' and with that he left to get Dosise.
In the distance, above ground with Dadramora and Namari, a figure resembling a man could be seen. It was too far to see real clear but it did look like it was armored and holding some sort of large weapon of sorts.
Darius walked around searching, well hunting really, for food again. He was hungry a lot and here the was no large quantities of food just stashed, well, anywhere! No trees to harvest, and hardly any animals. He squinted unsure if what he was seeing was real. People! Real people! He laughed aloud happy to see something other than beast. He began to make his way over.
He then noticed that the woman held a large red sword, perhaps he had alarmed them, or their run ins with beast made them over cautious. He let his large axe fall off his shoulder and set the blade to the ground, he didn't let go just in case though. "Hiya!" he called waving his free hand in the air. If this was his mind playing tricks he was going to be pissed.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Mar 29, 2012 6:18:33 GMT -5
Namari raised an eyebrow, then furrowed them. She stuck her sword into the ground, waved back, then picked the sword back up and continued to stare at the being.
Darius frowned, he didn't know she had only one arm. He felt bad he made her wave now. But at least he knew she wasn't a beast. He walked up to the lady and bowed, "Darius, of Tetra my good lady. Please forgive me if I startled you." by looking at him you wouldn't guess he was from Tetra, he did wear its colors, but he had so few armor that would be hard to notice. Darius was a large man of a huge bulking build. That was the reason he wore such little armor, not much fit. He wore gold colored shoulder, wrist, and leg plates but that was about it. No helmet to cover his short brown hair. He was shirtless and his chest seemed to be chiseled out of marble.
Dadramora was barely conscious now, but it was better than dead. He could vaguely hear the man explain who he was, but the mention of Tetra gave him the strength to open his eyes. He moved his head painfully to look at the man, and the first thing he noticed was that he was strong. Namari may have a tough time with him if this got violent, but he wasn't sure if he could even get up, let alone fight. He should just stay laying down and rest as much as he could. But that was never his style. With what little magic he had left, Dadramora moved his body into a sitting position with his arms hanging loosely in his lap.
"What do you want...?" He asked weakly, barely audible.
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
"War brings me here, it is over now I think." Darius answered. He tilted his head to the side to crack his neck. He looked at the two and smirked, "Beast get the best of you?" he asked with a bit of a chuckle.
Dadramora used more magic, causing him to cough up a bit of blood, and stood with it. He was very shaky on his feet, but managed somehow to stand on his torn legs. "Y-you... are from T-Tetra... Why did you come h-here...?" He stammered out to the man through a mouthful of blood.
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?