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Post by Vikram on Feb 5, 2023 19:44:50 GMT -5
Sweat poured down his face as he landed at the expansive temple complex. Late afternoon, almost nobody lingered aside from some diligent priests and helpers. Good. His carpet flew away as he approached the doors, Weapon drawn. Light flickered from his fingertips as he crashed through, two very confused monks looking his way. A quick threatening swipe of his sword found them running past to evacuate the area. Then he was alone.
The massive atrium of the temple stretch skywards, almost high enough that you couldn't see the roof. Filled to the brim with altars and artifacts, Vikram had no idea what he actually planned to do here. Why, Why did he have to see that knight again. It would have been fine... He kicked over a candle stand in frustration. The small amount of relief he found in the catharsis was invigorating. It was as though the entity encroaching into his mind was staved off by chaos and disorder. It would seem as though he did have a plan after all.
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Post by Leandros Aurthurian on Feb 5, 2023 20:26:16 GMT -5
Leandros was very much still working through the confusing interaction he had just had moments ago. He eyes the bag of solars as he holsters his halberd again. What was going on here? He sighed softly to himself, finally noticing the yak on the roof. Good, more problems.
The knight heads into the nearest guard house to turn over the gold and the tickets, doing his best to explain the situation as confusing as it was.
"And there's a yak....on the roof?"
"Yes, I understand it is strange, I don't know if the creature is magical, but if you could corral it and the wagon. Perhaps that can shock the man back to his senses."
It was then another guard rushed in, alarmed at the situation going on at the temple. At the word turban Leandros knew exactly who it was. He turned back to the guard captain.
"Grab a regiment of men...and healers. I don't think this man is in his right mind. Please, let me a chance to subdue him and give the healers a chance to see if they can remove whatever madness has overtaken him."
The knight doesn't give much time for the guard to think this through, they don't have time to debate. Leandros hurries down the streets at haste, the metal of his armor clanking as always. The burning and annoyed sensation he had melted away during this run, something happened between the first meeting these two had. Something was deeply wrong and Leandros was committed to getting to the bottom of it.
Temple doors were shouldered open as Leandros stood with halberd in hand. "Sir, please, whatever is happening there is time to stop. I can help, but not if you continue on in such a fashion. See reason."
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Post by Vikram on Feb 6, 2023 2:25:43 GMT -5
They were here. He could hear the commotion of guards outside as the rather noisy knight came through the door. The physical manifestation of justice here to reign him in, if not from the inside, then the outside.
"No time! No reason, this must be done, knight" Vikram flips one of the altars to Ginma over, scattering its many accoutrements and offerings across the floor. He would create as much chaos as possible before being taken to the Magistrates iron keep once more. Three strikes they say... A beautiful stained-glass window across the hall hand an incredible depiction of Solaria granting the world light. At least, it did. The iron of a candelabra crashed through, shattering the work right in the center.
"All his fault. Something in the stone... The gods all dead. Did you know that, knight? All of them. Nothing can save us." Tears joined the sweat from his face in a deluge of frustration and anger. It wasn't enough. He could feel it slowly encroaching further into his consciousness. His sword cut through a pew and a kick sent it scattered a few feet away. Not nearly enough.
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Post by Leandros Aurthurian on Feb 6, 2023 10:54:02 GMT -5
The gods dead? What sort of madness has overtaken this man? Whatever it was, it was becoming clearer that there was little Leandros could do to reason with this man for now. Perhaps a fever had taken him or some tragedy….maybe the friend he’d gotten the gift for passed. That could drive a man mad, risking yourself stealing something only to have the friend pass before it can be delivered.
Whatever it was, the destruction had to stop now and he couldn’t trust guards to not wantonly skewer the man. Leandros would stride further into the chapel to confront Vikram. He spun the halberd in hand so that the Lion’s Paw hammer would be the main striking point. He first swung low at the man’s legs to try and knock him off balance, quickly following up with a jab from the back end of the halberd to the stomach.
”I will do my best not to harm you, but the further you keep these fight up, the more it will hurt. Do not make me put you down, whatever madness has taken hold of you, there is help…you just need to relent and allow some healers to take a look at you.”
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Post by Vikram on Feb 7, 2023 17:12:42 GMT -5
His back turned, the Lions paw strikes him square in the calf. Brought to a knee, the second swing sends him to the floor. A loud clatter of jewels and metal echoes throughout the immaculate chamber as the old man sprawls weakly about. "I...I dont think there is anything you can do...to hurt me any more." With a newfound glow about his silhouette, he puts a hand down to lift himself up. The second hand impacts with a heavy thud, bits and pieces of the marble flooring crawling their way up his arms and legs, each settling to form a hard white protective shell around his limbs. He stood to face the man, worn and weary. It was as though the very act of defiance was exhausting him totally. Easy...."I fear this is no ordinary madness son. It speaks too much sense to be madness..." Vikram whips his sword upwards diagonally to slice the man across the chest. His gold and silver scimitar shone brightly in the secret evening sun, made more at home by the light filling the auditorium of the society Temple. This place was built to capture as much sunlight as possible, a truly beautiful locale to enjoy a fight in. Art of the Iron Fist
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Post by Leandros Aurthurian on Feb 7, 2023 17:26:30 GMT -5
"No one's ever accused me of being a philosopher, but is that not what madness does?" Leandros twists his halberd to meet the man's sword, his strength likely beating out Vikram's[1], and pushes it down to the ground. The curve of the scimtar makes it hard to pin to the ground, so rather than try, Leandros pulls his halberd back ready to defend.
"Madness tricks you into believing what it has to say is true, look into your heart and ask yourself if what is happening right now makes sense." The knight shifts his stance again, slowly starting to spin his weapon[2].
He could hear guards starting to arrive, there wasn't much time for all of this was there? Still, he wasn't ready quite yet to just let this man be cut down by a hail of bolt and spears. Naive as it may be, Leandros would for now hold on to the hope there was something, anything, left in the man across from him that could be considered reasonable. Something that would give him a chance to connect with the other....the alternative was this continues and he has to cut him down. The latter option never being something he enjoyed taking.
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Post by Vikram on Feb 7, 2023 17:41:55 GMT -5
"Yes...Yes! It all makes sense!" Vikrams eyes widened with fear. The periphery of his sclera now emiting visible light both apparent to himself and to others. The entity was winning the fight. He pulls his scimitar back as the pin is released, falling backwards onto the ground. Raising it to point at the man, he waves it frantically.
"It sent you... It sent you all to take me despite my protests! It couldn't take me alone... You won't have me, I wont allow it!" Light coats the silvered edge of his blade, a pale mist falling from it as it dances through the air in a frenzy. Odd swipes are made at queer angles in his panic, sending off beams of razor-sharp light. Each, making deep burning cuts in the marble around the door. Two of the guardsmen who had arrived hesitate as a beam impacts the thick wood, gouging out lines like a wild beast makes in a cage. "I'm begging you."Art of the soul (1/3) Ranged melee Art of the Iron Fist (2/3) 4 hit preventions Tranquility (1/5) Dark Damage Holy Avenger (passive) Universal Light Damage
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Post by Leandros Aurthurian on Feb 7, 2023 20:01:08 GMT -5
Thankfully he had his shifting block ready even if he himself was not expecting large swathes of light. The attacks are knocked aside as the knight ends the spinning and levels his halberd at Vikram once more. It seems there really wasn't anything left to reason with...at least not in a state like this.
Leandros turns his head, looking momentarily to see how deep an impact they make. His attention focuses back in on Vikram, a new determination settling in his gaze. The knight shifts his stance a bit wider, lowering his center of gravity to balance himself. As he does the light seems to wrap around him a bit and coalesce over his body, gathering at and reinforcing his arms and legs.[1]
"For the safety of these people.....I am sorry for what needs to be done." Leandros twirls the halberd in his hand, the axe head now taking the front. When he did, he would extend it out a bit before making a quick and heavy overhead strike.[2]
Once more, he counted on his sheer strength to push this attack through.[3]
1. Spirit Shroud 2. Titanic Reach 3. Lion's Strength (passive, forgot to tag it last time)
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Post by Vikram on Feb 8, 2023 7:10:45 GMT -5
The attack finds a target. Vikrams arm raises to block it with a marbled armour. The sheer strength and power behind it however, pushes through with terrible effect. His hand and sword clatter across the floor as the rest of his arm stands in shock, blood pouring from the fresh wound. Eyes widened and surprisingly sober as the realization of his injury hits him, only to look further and find the head of a halberd buried half a foot deep into his shoulder. Vikram reached out with his other hand, grasping for his weapon to ill effect. Short gasps escaped as he struggled to find not only the words, but the breath to say them. Pale-faced, he begins to lose consciousness, the dead weight of his body pulling him back towards the floor.
Guards and healers rush inside as the threat is gone. Father Lucian watches idly from the doorway as two Golden Army Clerics attempt to attend to the mans wounds. The marble wrapped around his legs and arms disintigrates as the glow enveloping his sword dissipates. What healing can be done is minimal, the status communicated as Critical by the cleric.
At least, until a golden hand reaches out with unbridled fury.Last minute Massive Healing
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Post by Leandros Aurthurian on Feb 8, 2023 7:48:11 GMT -5
Leandros pulls his halberd back slowly, a quick twist to flick off the blood before setting the back end against the ground. He wasn’t quite willing to sheathe his weapon but it didn’t need to be held out anymore. Normally coming out as the victory in any fight would fill a warrior’s chest with pride and a sense of accomplishment but the night didn’t feel that. As guards and healers streamed past him all he could feel was a nascent tug of guilt.
Could he have done more for this man?
Should he have done more for this man?
As far as he could tell Vikram had not harmed anyone despite clearly having the capacity to. Was Leandros justified in cutting him down so quickly or did he act too fast? Too rashly?
The questions circle his mind as he looks down at the healers as they work on Vikram. He gives a solemn nod as they update his condition with the less than great news. It is now that he puts his halberd back in its sheathe along his back.
”We should move him to an infirmary to give him bet-!” Leandros is suddenly cut short as the hand reaches out. “Step back!”
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