Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jul 23, 2011 16:44:33 GMT -6
Nadeana's windmill kick grazed Azrael as he managed to barely dodge her attack. He got into a fighting position when she had yelled and then closed her eyes and started the sand storm. "You're a damn fool, Nadeana...sacrificing your own to stop us.." Azrael thought. He knew that he had to find a way to stop her from summoning the sand storm and buy his allies some time to escape. They couldn't continue the fight in this room...better to get out and fight another day. Azrael reached into his pouch and pulled out a few kunai and placed a few bomb tags on them. He threw them into each corner of the room and sped out of the room, back down the stairs and leapt, pulling his blade out of the ceiling and continuing to run. He had to find Iona and her mentor, he knew that Nadeana would survive the rubble falling on her.
He turned a corner and noticed a trap door. "That leads to the dungeons...it should be where Iona is.."he thought, opening it and leaping down into the darkness.
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Eldrin/Vai
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jul 24, 2011 1:47:36 GMT -6
Eldrin barely made it safely into the horse stables as the sand around him rose and churned. He stared out into the desert, now consumed in a vicious storm. Not even the sky was visible. This had to be Nadeana's work. "So yeah... I don't think we're leaving any time soon... That sandstorm would rip the flesh from our very bones!" He cried out dramatically. "Actually I don't know... But it sounded good didn't it?" The thief commented, returning to normal. "Iona's probably in the dungeons... She was looking for her mentor, right? So I say we start there!" He said, walking to a door that led back into the fortress.
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Post by Iona on Jul 25, 2011 0:38:18 GMT -6
Dashti cackled and chortled gleefully, her eyes wide and unblinking so that she wouldn't miss a single detail of the spectacle. She almost couldn't keep the sword she pointed at the older woman's throat steady. Seiji ignored the sword and threw her arm back once again, her hand shaking as it seemed to struggle against the movement of doing so. The fierce woman hesitated, freezing, her hair in her face as she seemed to think. Dashti prickled Seiji's throat with the tip of her scimitar. "Why did you stop? I didn't tell you to stop. Continue. Again, old hag," Dashti sneered at her in a low voice. Another jab of the scimitar had Seiji purse her lips grimly and throw back her arm, then shoot it forward once more.
There was a crack and Iona flinched, involuntarily gasping out as the barbs sewn into the leather bit harshly into her back and rip downwards, the leather cutting her deeply. She bit her lip and stared up at the dark dungeon ceiling with tear filled eyes that seemed to plead for mercy. She felt nothing but pain in all forms; crushing, stinging, throbbing and sickeningly searing as blood poured down her back. She struggled weakly against the chains that pinned her to the pillar. Iona focused on the ceiling, and could only hear her own pounding heart and Dashti's loathsome giggles, all of which punctuated by snap and whistle of the barbed whip.
As the whip fell once more, Iona couldn't stop a cry from slipping from her lips and she burned when she heard Dashti's delighted squeal. "I was wondering when you were going to break, Iona. But like your dear mother once said; 'A weakling deserves just as much punishment as a traitor, more so if she is both.' A wonderful warrior, your mother. I don't know what went wrong with you." Already her back was nearly an unrecognizable bloody mess, more like ground beef than anything. But the whip only fell once more by her mentor's reluctant hand, and again her back and what was left of her shirt was shredded and Iona screamed and stopped struggling, her hope fleeing as she realized her fate and she went limp, giving into it.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jul 25, 2011 10:46:25 GMT -6
Azrael continued to run down the corridor, he had picked up a torch that was still lit and was using it to light his path. He heard the sound of a whip and dismissed it as some other fool getting the 30 lashes for badmouthing a commanding officer, he ignored it until he heard the victim scream. "That...sounded like...Iona!" Azrael thought, he ran faster and threw the torch to the floor. The Garo appeared next to him and kept his pace.
"You do not need to see...use the screams of your ally to find where she is. Use the shadows to cover you and to keep you safe."The Garo said, he headed down another corridor to take care of some guards that had been posted.
Azrael nodded and listened, Iona screamed again. He took a left. She screamed once more, he took a right. This continued for another minute or so before he could see light...and the shadow of an old woman with a whip, whipping Iona.
Azrael took a moment to watch the movement of the shadow...he could tell that it was Iona's old master..and someone was forcing this upon them.
Someone was laughing, Azrael's red eyes scanned the room and saw another shadow. This one was a younger one than the old woman, he listened closely and recognized the laughter. It was Dashti...she was a cold and cruel Gerudo. She had as much good in her as she was beautiful...and she was as ugly as the pimple on Ganon's ass (The Pig...not the Gerudo).
The Garo appeared next to Azrael, his swords bloody from killing the guards. "I shall be with you, Azrael. I will strike when you give the signal." He said, bowing his head and stuck to the shadows and managed to sneak into the room without being spotted.
Azrael slowly withdrew his blade with making as little noise as possible and started to walk forward, when he stepped into the room he said "Release Iona and her mentor...or suffer the wrath and the vengence of those you have killed over these years, Dashti." He pointed his blade at her as he said this.
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Post by Iona on Jul 25, 2011 14:00:35 GMT -6
Every single person in the place froze when the monk spoke. Dashti was the first to react, and she laughed at Azrael with gusto. "You are going to stop me, monk? I thought there were laws forbidding that. I will cut out your tongue for you impertinence!" she snarled, now pointing her scimitar at him, taking several steps in his direction in challenge.
Seiji let the whip fall from her hands and side stepped Dashti's minions, working at Iona's shackles. She freed her unconscious apprentice, but staggered under her weight and immediately knew she wasn't strong enough to carry her out. Using her telepathic abilities, she contacted Azrael. 'Desert Monk, take this girl and flee. I can more than handle these harpies without having to worry over my student. . I'm not strong enough to take her myself. I ask this of you,' she pleaded to Azrael, hoping he would comply.
Iona began to wake up, her eyes fluttering open and she stared at Seiji in confusion. "What are you doing-" she questioned her mentor as she laid a hand on her eyes. Light poured out of her hand and Iona convulsed in her arms, then lay still. Seiji nodded to the monk, prompting him to hurry.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jul 25, 2011 21:44:39 GMT -6
Azrael nodded and took Iona in his arms when Seiji handed her to him. He looked into the direction of the shadows and mouthed the word "Garo." He closed his eyes and bowed his head to Seiji and wished her good luck and may the spirits protect her and he ran out of the room.
"Don't worry, Iona. I'll return after I get you to safety...you've taken some very bad lashings...don't try to move and make the wounds bleed anymore." Azrael said, the blood from her wounds was staining the arms of Azrael's robes...he had extras and wasn't worried.
He ran down the hall, careful not to disturb Iona's wounds as he tried to find someone that was still friendly to them.
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Kadina
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Post by Kadina on Jul 26, 2011 13:41:38 GMT -6
Kadina was about to follow Eldrin through the passage but halted. "Eldrin..." She looked at him and then at a nearby stallion then back at him with puppy eyes. "We've got to get out of here eventually. And these corridors are wide enough for Ol Buck here." She smiled and patted the side of the brilliantly black creature standing strong and calm beside her in a large stall holding two other horses. "We'll use this guy, find the others, throw them on the back, and make our escape as long as you don't mistakenly spank the poor thing with your claw in hopes of gaining speed..." The horse's eyes widened as he whined upon hearing that. "Let's go," Kadina flashed a devilish grin, jumped over the stall and mounted the horse all in one quick and fluid motion. She pulled back on its mane then kicked her heels to his sides with a traditional "Yah!" The horse took off and jumped the stall. Then Kadina steered it toward Eldrin, reached out her hand, and helped pull him up behind her as they dashed through the door he had been holding open.
(seeing as ol buck is our transportation that we'll all be using, you can godmod its movements.)
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jul 27, 2011 1:26:20 GMT -6
Eldrin swung onto the saddle behind Kadina as the horse charged, not even slowing down. The door slammed shut behind them as they galloped down the corridor atop Ol' Buck, Eldrin's maniacal laughter accompanying them.
Gerudo guards poured into the hallway, surrounding Azrael and his charge. The leader of the group, Basira, snickered maliciously. "And where do you think you're going?" She asked, raising her whip, still bloody from its use on Iona. "It did aggravate me so to see my whip taste the girl's blood, yet for me not to be weilding it. I'll get that opportunity now!"
Just as Basira swung the whip, Ol' Buck burst through their circle, trampling the closest Gerudo and sending the rest scattering. Eldrin caught the whip, letting it wrap around his wrist. He chuckled at Basira's attempts to pull it back. "Ya know, I never did pay you back for earlier." He said, yanking the Gerudo closer by the whip. Ol' Buck followed with a kick Basira's face, sending her flying back with a nasty crunch.
"Damn," Eldrin said, seeing Iona's back. "C'mon, let's get the hell out of here." He said, holding his hand out for Azrael.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jul 27, 2011 15:27:39 GMT -6
"Take Iona and get out. I told Seiji I would go back for her as soon as Iona was safe." Azrael said, putting Iona on Ol' Buck and checking to make sure she wouldn't fall off.
"Wait for me if you can...if you can't, then go! I'll be able to get out of here." Azrael said, pulling out his blade and killing two of the guards and leaping over more. The guards seemed more focused on Ol' Buck then him.
Azrael raced down the hallway, memorizing the way to it and came to the room where Iona was at. "Seiji?!" Azrael called out, blade at the ready.
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Kadina
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Post by Kadina on Jul 30, 2011 23:43:32 GMT -6
(I'm going to let Iona take this next one. Ha ha... Not sure if you guys were waiting on me or her.)
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Post by Iona on Jul 31, 2011 0:13:50 GMT -6
(I'm sorry about neglecting Imprisoned...I haven't had the time to advance the plot. But I do now Seiji lowered Iona's blade, which she had taken from her, thinking her unconscious student wouldn't need it, and studied her work. Blood and torn bits of flesh covered the metal and the hilt, making the older woman's deft and lined hand slick. All of Dashti's cronies lay dead, pooling in their blood. The Gerudo herself was shocked into submission by the elder Gerudo's flawless form and skill, and didn't seem to notice her comrades dead at her feet. She stumbled over the arm of one as she stepped away from Seiji, who slowly walked to her. It was then she realized why they called the woman the Hurricane; in less than a moment she killed ten Gerudo with an unnatural ferocity but in the graceful celerity of perfect control. Dashti shuddered at what the woman would do to her when her rage was unleashed. "Tell your master that the sun shines brighter in the presence of the dark," she ordered the girl in a casual tone. But then her face contorted in rage at the lack if Dashti's haste and she raised her sword menacingly. With a pathetic squeak the ugly Gerudo disappeared in a cloud of darkness, the putrid feel of dark magic lingering. "Seiji?!" Calmly turning to the sound of the cry, Seiji smiled serenely, stepping over a body to meet with the Desert Monk.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jul 31, 2011 10:45:27 GMT -6
The putrid smell of dark magic invaded Azrael's nose and it crinkled. He looked at the cadavers of the Gerudo that Seiji had killed, to which, Azrael placed his blade back in it's scabbard and said "Your skill is far greater seen than told, maestro." Azrael said to Seiji
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jul 31, 2011 23:02:10 GMT -6
Eldrin secured Iona's unconcious body on Ol' Buck's saddle and left her in Kadina's care. (That was a lot of apostrophes, ha!) He dropped to the ground as the Gerudo collected themselves. They charged at the horse, but Eldrin met them first. The thief proved to be a competent fighter when he needed to be... Before long all of the Gerudo were unconcious or incapacitated. (Yes, I am in fact being lazy. )
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Post by Iona on Aug 1, 2011 12:22:29 GMT -6
Seiji inclined her head to Azrael as a sign of respect. "I am but a few years rusty on my technique. You are a Desert Monk. May I ask what you are called? How do you know my dear idiot student?" the fierce older woman asked levelly, wiping Iona's sword across the back of a dead Gerudo to clean it. Even if her words were a bit strong, in how her eyes softened as she held her studen'ts blade and when spoke about her conveyed a deep affinity and fondness for her.
Taking a few steps forward, she gestured to Azrael. "Come, you can tell me as we find her, or as we break out of this rotting cesspool," she told him, waiting for him to lead the way.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Aug 1, 2011 17:11:33 GMT -6
Azrael nodded and followed Seiji. "I am Azrael Siskin, son of a Shiekah Warrior and a Hylain Priestess. I met Iona in the middle of the Lost Woods...she was searching for the ocean and threatening the Kokiri race..I suspect they thought of the Great Bay in Termina and pointed her in the way of the Termina portal." Azrael explained as he followed Seiji through the corridor. "I ran into a few of our allies around that corner..they should still be there.."
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