Adventure #67 - To reach the other side (the Bonds...continuation)

[X-IHH/Wallac Isilviere (Kasper)]

Lannelah realizing only the right weapon will do the trick attempt to grip the Sun Sword from Manethanders chest and cut his head before the terrible bloodloss from his lost arm make him die

[X-Bellam & BC/TB (Bobby)]

Releasing the spear, Tristan grabs for the hilt of the Patriarch's blade.  It's only fair, his wife stole mine!  The half-crazed though almost makes him laugh as he yanks on the sword, falling backwards as Lannelah crashes into his legs, and thrusting forward again over the elf's body for the beast's heart.

[X-Points East]

IC:

Elamien, throwing caution aside, takes a deep breath and slashes at the throat of Manethander, ready to follow this attack, if necessary, with an other to the heart.

[DM B]

...Lannelah tries, to his credit, but before he can grasp the hilt another hand closes around the Sun Sword...

[DM B]

Manethander jerks upright again - and suddenly the Sun Sword is free...but not in Tristan's hand. In the chaos of battle, the half-shadows and the stinging insects...he's drawn the blade of Marshal Balter! The injustice is almost too much to bear!

Manethander is a mess. He's bleeding all over, his skin scorches, his hair ashes...but he's up and his hands are on the spear...which he pushes through himself an into Kaeliman's body! The wizard goes limp and turns into flesh and bone again...

Then Elamien opens up he Grey Duke's throat...and the Marshal, driven mad by some spell put on him by Karlaf, raises the sword in his hand - the Sun Sword - and plunges it into the gaping wound left by his previous strike...

[X-Bellam & BC/TB (Bobby)]

Tristan flings himself away from the melee and potential explosion of dark power - who KNOWS what will happen now?!

[X-IHH/Wallac Isilviere (Kasper)]

Lannelah with his remaining functioning arm cradle the broken head of his friend. Only to discover he is not quite dead yet. Quickly for a man his condition he uncork a bottle and pour it into Wallac.

[X-Points East]

IC:

Elamien backs,—or stumbles,—away, looking to Rashid, as she does so, and attempting to direct herself toward him.

[X-IHH/Wallac Isilviere (Kasper)]

Quickly someone! The Pontiff is not dead yet but it is close if he do not get some quick healing

[DM B]

(let Niels have an opportunity, then I'll describe what happens after)

[X-Elinie/RiD (Niels)]

Meanwhile... With Gaerred kicking and Baltar regaining his senses and pushing Rashid off of him, the noble Patriarch smacks his face into the stone floor and is momentarily dazed while many crazy things happen.

When he comes to, Baltar has just finished his swing, dead bodies are in motion towards the floor and apparantly Elamien is coming right at Rashid... He decides to duck and cover with her.

[DM B]

...a power dark and terrible pours out of Manethander's two mortal wounds. The bloodsilver sword seems to just suck it into itself, rendering it impotent. It is the heart wound that deserves mention...old Marshal Balter is engulfed by it...and then it washes out across the entire room, touching upon everything...blowing out every source of light, dispelling every magic spell, shattering the thousands of crystals above...leaving you all in utter darkness.

A voice in the dark: "Thank you Elamien...and farewell."

[X-Elinie/RiD (Niels)]

Lying still, for just a moment, hugging Elamien tight. Then pulling a Sunrod from his belt, he ignites it and slowly gets to his feet to take in the scene.

Baltar, is he still holding on to the Sunsword? - How does he seem to be feeling?

Gaerred, looks quite dead... Damn.

Elamien, bruised and battered, not dead, joy!

The Pontiff, not dead but out cold and being tended by Lannalah. Nice and quiet then.

And Tristan... Where is he?

Karlaf, presumably the voice in the dark, is long gone...

Kaleiman! - He went down, Rashid moves forward to find the old wizard, and if possible mend his wounds.

[X-Elinie/RiD (Niels)]

Reconsidering, Rashid recalls a basic truth of managing resources; secure the flow of more.

With that in mind, he walks over to the fallen Pontiff and heals him first. In the hopes that he will be able to save who can be saved with his superior divine magics.

"Marshal Baltar, may I please have the Sunsword for a moment?" he says, eyeing the man cautiously.

[X-Points East]

IC:

Elamien rises to her feet and approaches the sidhe.  "Hold still, whilst I bandage that arm", says she.

Later, she walks to the place, where her rapier lies; picks it up; wipes it off; and slides it into a thin, dark, scabbard.  Then, she walks over to the Baron of South Hold, the other blade still in her hand, and asks, "How did a nob—"

She pauses, then starts anew, "How did a noble like you get hold of this?"