Re: The Phenomenal Fracas! (GBS2G6): [Round One: Afterparty]
07-24-2010, 09:18 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by granolaman.
Tamerlane watched Syvex crawled under the pathway as the serpent began his getaway. He almost smiled; the thing probably thought it was making a clean escape. The funny thing about sand though, as anyone from the desert could tell you, is that it gets everywhere. It pools in clothes, and gets in hair, or more specifically in this case, gets under scales and sticks to fresh wounds, which is very useful to someone who feels the presence of sand in order to manipulate it. It’s also useful to someone with a reputation for being the best tracker in the kingdom. I didn’t get to be the king’s ranger because of my outgoing personality. He closed his eyes and focused, and sure enough, he felt small amounts of sand were making their way along the underside of the aqueduct towards the city, contrary to any breeze.
The snake’s hand was still lying at his feet, emitting its dark aura and oozing its dark blood. Tamerlane bent down and picked it up. He seems to be resistant to my physical attacks. Perhaps using his own dark energy against him will prove to be more effective. He pocketed the glowing appendage as well as some spare sand. He would think of a way to weaponize it later, for now he’d best focus on following his target before it moved out of range of his detection. Tamerlane shifted his sand blade up his arm for easier mobility and began his trek back towards the city.
As he walked, he reflected on his exchange with Syvex. He was concentrating too much on the battle to really think about what he’d said, but he had a point, why would the Prestidigitator summon all of them here if only one of them was going to die? He hadn’t lied; he would kill them all if he had to, but these people were powerful, and killing them all would prove difficult and time consuming, which could pose serious consequences when he returned home. There had to be a faster way out of here, but how?
Tamerlane’s train of thought was interrupted when Syvex’s sand abruptly disappeared. It took him a moment to realize that the snake had teleported out of his range. He hurried along the top of the aqueduct to the last place the sand had been, when a sudden flash of light caught his attention. The windows of the nearby tavern named “BAR” lit up in a blaze. Tamerlane moved closer to get a better view. Through the windows, he could make out the firefly woman who seemed to be battling another contestant, but he was unable to make out who from this angle. He did however, pick up the presence of the missing sand within. The lizard’s been keeping himself busy, that’s for sure, he thought as he lowered himself down the aqueduct. The sand around his arm spread out along the wall allowing him a rapid descent without too heavy of a landing. As soon as the sand had withdrew back up his sleeve, he began to stealthily make his way to the tavern.
Another flame lit up the window, and Tamerlane reached out with his mind. Yes, the monster’s sand is still in – wait a minute, now where’d it go? He looked around; soon movement along the aqueduct above caught the corner of his eye. Syvex was back on the arches and making his way further into the city with his unknown agenda. Bothersome reptile, I always hated tracking Leapers. He turned to make his way back up the aqueduct when a gunshot tore through air. Tamerlane glanced up at the hole in his hat’s brim where his head had been just before. He spun around and saw a pirate standing in the tavern’s entryway.
“What have we here, some scurvy bilge rat plotting an ambush?! Figures a lubber as yerself’d be tryin such an underhanded tactic. Yarr, I’ll show ye what happens when ye cross swords with the infamous Captain Ripper. Have at!”
The pirate drew his blade and charged. “I wish one of you would hurry up and die,” Tamerlane sighed as he rematerialized his sand sword, “It’s getting hard figuring out which one of you I’m supposed to be trying to kill.”
Tamerlane watched Syvex crawled under the pathway as the serpent began his getaway. He almost smiled; the thing probably thought it was making a clean escape. The funny thing about sand though, as anyone from the desert could tell you, is that it gets everywhere. It pools in clothes, and gets in hair, or more specifically in this case, gets under scales and sticks to fresh wounds, which is very useful to someone who feels the presence of sand in order to manipulate it. It’s also useful to someone with a reputation for being the best tracker in the kingdom. I didn’t get to be the king’s ranger because of my outgoing personality. He closed his eyes and focused, and sure enough, he felt small amounts of sand were making their way along the underside of the aqueduct towards the city, contrary to any breeze.
The snake’s hand was still lying at his feet, emitting its dark aura and oozing its dark blood. Tamerlane bent down and picked it up. He seems to be resistant to my physical attacks. Perhaps using his own dark energy against him will prove to be more effective. He pocketed the glowing appendage as well as some spare sand. He would think of a way to weaponize it later, for now he’d best focus on following his target before it moved out of range of his detection. Tamerlane shifted his sand blade up his arm for easier mobility and began his trek back towards the city.
As he walked, he reflected on his exchange with Syvex. He was concentrating too much on the battle to really think about what he’d said, but he had a point, why would the Prestidigitator summon all of them here if only one of them was going to die? He hadn’t lied; he would kill them all if he had to, but these people were powerful, and killing them all would prove difficult and time consuming, which could pose serious consequences when he returned home. There had to be a faster way out of here, but how?
Tamerlane’s train of thought was interrupted when Syvex’s sand abruptly disappeared. It took him a moment to realize that the snake had teleported out of his range. He hurried along the top of the aqueduct to the last place the sand had been, when a sudden flash of light caught his attention. The windows of the nearby tavern named “BAR” lit up in a blaze. Tamerlane moved closer to get a better view. Through the windows, he could make out the firefly woman who seemed to be battling another contestant, but he was unable to make out who from this angle. He did however, pick up the presence of the missing sand within. The lizard’s been keeping himself busy, that’s for sure, he thought as he lowered himself down the aqueduct. The sand around his arm spread out along the wall allowing him a rapid descent without too heavy of a landing. As soon as the sand had withdrew back up his sleeve, he began to stealthily make his way to the tavern.
Another flame lit up the window, and Tamerlane reached out with his mind. Yes, the monster’s sand is still in – wait a minute, now where’d it go? He looked around; soon movement along the aqueduct above caught the corner of his eye. Syvex was back on the arches and making his way further into the city with his unknown agenda. Bothersome reptile, I always hated tracking Leapers. He turned to make his way back up the aqueduct when a gunshot tore through air. Tamerlane glanced up at the hole in his hat’s brim where his head had been just before. He spun around and saw a pirate standing in the tavern’s entryway.
“What have we here, some scurvy bilge rat plotting an ambush?! Figures a lubber as yerself’d be tryin such an underhanded tactic. Yarr, I’ll show ye what happens when ye cross swords with the infamous Captain Ripper. Have at!”
The pirate drew his blade and charged. “I wish one of you would hurry up and die,” Tamerlane sighed as he rematerialized his sand sword, “It’s getting hard figuring out which one of you I’m supposed to be trying to kill.”