[Darkness]

OOC: ... *slaps Alpha*


Rahvus draws his sword once more, raising it up and swinging at the Captain. But this was not how he intended to kill him. It was merely meant to distract the Aderonian, with the act of blocking. At the same time as he swung his sword, he reached out to several of the various sword and other weapons lying around the room with his mind... and called for them to lift up. They rose into the air, as if held by hundreds of invisible swordsmen, and then darted at Flansburgh's back, razor sharp edges aimed straight for him.

[Neraphym]

OOC: I can't control the meteors that well. It was an accident...

[Cspace]

Startled by the meteor, Flansburgh jumps back and also dodges Rahvus' attack. He looks around at the damage, but still does not notice Sigurdh in the chaos of the moment. The captain jumps onto the remains of the table, now resting vertically with unexpected stability. For the moment he seems to have a height advantage, and without realizing it he also dodged the many swords that are flying through the room.

From this view, he also notices a support wire that was broken by the projectile, now hanging down toward the ground. It may be possible to leave the building through the roof if the need comes up.

[Darkness]

OOC: Rofflelawl, this is ridiculous XD

Rahvus knew that should have worked. By some amazing miracle, Flansburgh had managed to get out of the way by accident. He would not be so lucky again...

With another thought, the swords rose once again, as if by some army's might. Surrounding Flansburgh, they darted towards him once again, at many different heights and directions, yet all at the same time, so it would be impossible to parry all of them.

OOC: Can't write any more. I'm not even supposed to be on the computer right now at all

[Cspace]

Even though Flansburgh is not an avendil, it is obvious what the assassin is doing. Without hesitation, he jumps forward and grabs onto the wire well above the current danger. Instead of escaping through the roof, he swings around and lands behind Rahvus, who is now between Flansburgh and the odd swords.

[Darkness]

OOC: This is going noooooowhere, Cspace... I also wonder why the guards outside have yet to come in.... Oh well. Also, I'm still not supposed to be on the computer, so still no long posts Also, this is Wrack Mind.


Tired of the fight, and the strange twists of fate that seemed to constantly allow Flansburgh survival, Rahvus releases his hold on the swords with his mind, allowing them to drop to the floor. He then directs his powers at Flansburgh's own mind, using it to attack the Captain's very consciousness.

[Cspace]

OOC: The guards outside are probably occupied with defending the town. The bigger worry is a high-ranking knight coming in to see the captain. All Flansburgh did to dodge was jump onto a table so the weapons would pass under him, then find a way to get behind Rahvus so the weapons wouldn't follow. Saying that an attack is "impossible to parry" is like forcing death, and should instead be up to the other player.

Also, try to remember that discussion we had before you really got involved in the event.

No worries though.


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Flansburgh is visibly affected by the attack, shaking his head to try to rid himself of the effect. Due to his discipline, however, the captain has a strong will, and is not as influenced by the ability as would normally be expected. With an expression of great stress, the captain swings his sword horizontally toward the assassin. A slight vortex of dust follows in the wake of the sword as it cuts through the dusty air.

[Darkness]

OOC: When one (or I at least, though I assume people in general ) roleplays, the words written are usually biased to the character being roleplayed's point of view. While not direct thoughts, it is often the character's impressions or general trains of thought. So when saying that the blades were 'impossible to parry', I did not actually mean they -were- impossible to parry, simply that Rahvus viewed it to be so, or he arranged them in such a way to make it more impossible.

Also -- while I am quite aware that Rahvus will not kill Flansburgh, Rahvus is not aware of this ;D Rahvus is trying his hardest to kill him. It's just up to you to make sure he doesn't. By the way. Rahvus will not run. He -will- keep trying, unless there suddenly seemed to be far more unfavorable odds, which at this point there are not. Just in case you were like... waiting for me to end the fight XD


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The large number of arcane abilities Rahvus had been using had begun to take its toll. While he likely could have continued like that for some time, he did not wish to wear himself out to the point where without them, he had no defense. Wielding so many of the blades at once had, especially, been quite fatiguing. He had never been an exceedingly strong telepath; he had just learned what he needed to make use of the ability. Because of this, he decided that he would not use those powers now, unless there was great need.

Bringing his sword up in front of him as he retreated from Flansburgh's mind, he was ready for the Captain's attack. Metal met metal with a loud 'clang!'. A moment after the blades met, Rahvus raised his foot up and aimed a swift jab at the knight's knee.

[Cspace]

OOC: I was mainly responding to your OOC-speak. Don't go easy on Flansburgh. I was just trying to set up an attack to follow the onslaught.

Anyway, about the "impossible to parry" thing, I figured that you didn't mean it literally. My confusion came with the frustrated OOC, which made me question what you meant. When describing something in third-person as if it's the character's own view, I'd recommend that it's made obvious to prevent any confusion.

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Flansburgh is struck by the kick and falls half-way before catching himself with his left hand. He keeps his sword locked with Rahvus' even in this position. He regains his balance, and before standing brings his right foot around the assassin's legs and pulls back, intending to bring him to the ground.

[Darkness]

OOC: Well, I assume that as long as I'm acting as one of my own characters, and therefore not as a GM, nothing I type can be considered 'law', so even if I were roleplaying with someone who does not own the game (or, to put it more simply, you), or even another GM altogether, and I were to say 'and he stabbed [insert other character name here] in the neck and they fell over, dead', they could simply ignore it as godmodding


As his target began to fall to the ground, Rahvus began to think that he had perhaps gained the upper hand. With a decisive move now, he could potentially end the battle here. A flick of his hand brought a knife into his left hand, which was not occupied by the sword. He intended to stab at the now-fallen Captain, ending it then. But unfortunately, things do not always go as planned, even for a highly trained assassin. The Captain's attack went quite smoothly, and he found himself falling to the ground. But the assassin's mind was always on attack, even when things went wrong. Shock and surprise never entered his calculating mind. Instead, he immediately formulated a new way to bring down his enemy. Now unable to use his knife to deal a killing blow, he instead lashed out at the Captain's retreating leg -- with which the assassin had been tripped -- hoping now to handicap the Aderonian knight.

[Cspace]

OOC: It's not a problem, I was mainly confusing myself. Let's carry on with this mindless violence!


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Rahvus' attempt to cripple Flansburgh is successful. It's a glancing blow, but the wound is deep enough that Flansburgh cannot easily stand. He falls back against the wall, sword pointed toward Rahvus in anticipation of another attack. From this view, however, the captain manages to see the grim sight of Sigurdh motionless on the ground. Flansburgh instantly knows what happened, and his face turns to show an expression of boundless anger.

"You won't leave this building alive, Forlonian!"

[Darkness]

As Flansburgh fell back against the wall, Rahvus took the opportunity to get back on his feet. He stumbled back a few steps, having been rendered slightly dizzy while falling from hitting his head against the ground, but the feeling quickly subsided. He wielded his sword before him, preparing to lunge once more. But then the Captain made his accusation.

Rahvus laughed.

"Forlonian?" he said, and then began laughing again. And then his face was serious. He lunged forward, slashing at Flansburgh's arm with his weapon.

OOC: I'm liking the dialogue. It makes it more fun to post, because you're not just formulating an attack, but a response too. Spices it up a bit. We should continue with dialogue throughout various posts of this fight XD

[Cspace]

Flansburgh has enough time to prepare a counter to this, and swings his sword with great force toward Rahvus' weapon, trying to disarm him.

"You should have gone back to the rainy fields you call home. If you haven't figured it out, Forlon's cavaliers have already left the desert!"

[Darkness]

OOC: Is Flansburgh still against the wall?

Rahvus jumps back, dodging the attack with ease. He then moves in once again, slashing at Flansburgh.

"I am not Forlonian," Rahvus said, laughing. He was almost offended; he considered the Forlonians to be quite worthless. But he could understand why the Captain would make such a mistake. Even though the war was supposedly being fought between three sides, he knew the Entarcans were really just defending themselves, and the war truly was between Aderon and Forlon. Forlon was Aderon's worst enemy, and it would make sense why Forlon would hire assassins.

[Cspace]

OOC: Sort of, he is just using the wall for balance.


The captain blocks the attack with his sword, and sparks fly as the blades grind against each other for a moment. He puts his left hand back against the wall for support, but with that hand feels vibrations growing from something outside. He looks toward the door with an awkward expression, but returns his focus to the assassin. The captain seems to be worried about something which may involve what he found during his patrol earlier.

Flansburgh points his sword toward Rahvus, most likely in preparation to riposte his next attack.

"Well, the only place worse than Forlon is Valeron. I did not think you to be..."

With that, Flansburgh is interrupted abruptly as the north-facing wall is destroyed and part of the roof collapses. It's difficult to see what's on the other side due to the dust, but it's huge and Flansburgh appears to know it all too well.