Lyrandar Fury
Hovering above the mist, Devlin could see faint shadows moving around. The thugs were struggling to find their way through Rothaide's spell. One of them was shouting orders, trying to organize his men and fight their way out of the mist. He also heard the horses crying out in terror.
"I should have asked Angela for more back up," the Lyrandar captain mumbled. These thugs were delaying their rescue mission. "There's only one way to end this."
Devlin opened his belt pouch and brought out some tallow, brimstone, and powdered iron. He quickly mixed the three elements in his palm, rubbing them fiercely while chanting some obscure arcane mantra.
The half-elf's hands began to crackle with blue electric light. The energy from the elements, augmented by Devlin's enchantment, continued to grow and form into a swirling ball of blue energy.
Devlin released his hand, shouted a trigger word, and raised his hands. A huge sphere of electricity was formed, crackling with power and fury. The Lyrandar Captain muttered another word and the sphere begins to descend into the mist and starts to burn away the concealing mists.
From the cleared area, Devlin finds the unconscious forms of both Urfo and one of his thug companions. The cloaked figure and the remaining thug are likewise there, momentarily frozen in surprise by the sudden appearance of the electric sphere. The Lyrandar captain then wills the ball towards the remaining thug who doesn't manage to avoid it. The sphere hits the remaining thug solidly on its chest which causes him to fall to the ground unconscious together with his other companions.
Seeing the thug fall, the remaining figure visibly relaxes yet still maintains his defensive stance. He removes his cloak from his head revealing a bald headed human with plague crustings on his eyes and mouth and looks up at the half-elf floating above him.
"Well done, Lyrandar." The man calls out; his voice coarse and weak. "I hope you're the help we've been waiting for."
"I should have asked Angela for more back up," the Lyrandar captain mumbled. These thugs were delaying their rescue mission. "There's only one way to end this."
Devlin opened his belt pouch and brought out some tallow, brimstone, and powdered iron. He quickly mixed the three elements in his palm, rubbing them fiercely while chanting some obscure arcane mantra.
The half-elf's hands began to crackle with blue electric light. The energy from the elements, augmented by Devlin's enchantment, continued to grow and form into a swirling ball of blue energy.
Devlin released his hand, shouted a trigger word, and raised his hands. A huge sphere of electricity was formed, crackling with power and fury. The Lyrandar Captain muttered another word and the sphere begins to descend into the mist and starts to burn away the concealing mists.
From the cleared area, Devlin finds the unconscious forms of both Urfo and one of his thug companions. The cloaked figure and the remaining thug are likewise there, momentarily frozen in surprise by the sudden appearance of the electric sphere. The Lyrandar captain then wills the ball towards the remaining thug who doesn't manage to avoid it. The sphere hits the remaining thug solidly on its chest which causes him to fall to the ground unconscious together with his other companions.
Seeing the thug fall, the remaining figure visibly relaxes yet still maintains his defensive stance. He removes his cloak from his head revealing a bald headed human with plague crustings on his eyes and mouth and looks up at the half-elf floating above him.
"Well done, Lyrandar." The man calls out; his voice coarse and weak. "I hope you're the help we've been waiting for."
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