Nycca helps Kallista into a chair and sits next to her, patting her back reassuringly.
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Nycca helps Kallista into a chair and sits next to her, patting her back reassuringly.
Kallista is helped into a chair, all the while looking at the bar and its patrons.
Well, dangit. The wizard was all set to end this, weapon drawn back to deliver the coup de gras to his bound opponent. But all it takes is that tiny, brief flicker of fear in the shadow man's eyes to make him hesitate, staying his hand for a moment longer.
And out of the corner of his eye he sees Rick, getting ready to fire.
"Shield!" Without so much as a moment's thought he throws himself between the shade and the would be hero, the bullet intended for the former clattering loudly against his newly-formed shield. "Idiot! Put the gun down, now!"
Lume's voice drops even further as he stares at the new arrivals. "My consumption abilities may hinder the intake of these substances. I can convert liquids, like alcohol, into light and absorb them, but other than that I cannot take in any substance. Just souls."
Nycca watches the other people, looking for someone to suggest to her friend.
Kallista watches as well!
((Were you planning to make a character for this scene, or finding someone else's in the tavern already?))
((I thought I'd just see if there was anyone else's character here, I guess.))
For the time being, Nycca orders them some drinks.
((Either way is fine.))
Kallista sips hers timidly.
In general, having your head blown off adds a bit of passivity, especially when someone shines a very bright and painful light at you.
Beast is carried off to the HOME THREAD! Yay!
Because of the wizard's shield, the bullet fails to hit ???.
And, in addition, ??? slowly stops struggling and squirming against the tentacle-bonds. Should anybody care to stoop down to notice, the eyes are now blue.
The announcer decides that the battle has ended, for now.
Another sign might be that the shadow has stopped flowing out of the wounds, and normal blood is just coming out. Heavy, pained breathing is involved, as well.
Yet another sign that the battle's over is the end of the battle music.
The Wizard, Rick, and Honn-Tyr (I think that's the one that participated more in the battle) each get 137 EXP! They also each get 56 Gold! The Wizard also got a metal glove (Magical attacks do [Shadow] element while worn!), Rick got a fancy bandana (25% chance of an accidental Intimidating Aura of Coolness!), and the Honn-Tyr gets a Shadow Rope (A short rope that becomes more powerful in brighter light, and completely immaterial in deep shadow!)
Rick Brutal looks confused for a flicker of a second before raising a fist in success. He'll grin and take his shades off, giving his sexiest "Hero" look to the pair that just entered. He sets his rifle down and fastens on his red bandana of accidental coolness. He'll wink at Kallista before shouting out. I, Rick Brutal the Mighty, has vanquished this shadowy evil! Cheer for your hero!
Kallista flinches and almost knocks over her drink, quite startled by the shouting.
Rick Brutal moves to Kallista. Well, hello! It is I, Rick Brutal, and you are? (What does she look like?)
((A short, bony, and terrified gnome.))
Oh.. um, hel-hello sir... m-my name is K-kallista...
Nycca, smallish and with pale hair and paler skin, glares at the loud man from behind her dark glasses, one arm protectively around the gnome girl.
Giving neither Rick nor the prize that springs from mid-air more than a despairing look towards the heavens, the wizard dismisses his shield and turns to help the wounded man, kneeling down beside him.
Now... Now, the first thing to do, he was always taught, was to see how bad the wound is. Could be nothing more than a scratch. The sheer amount of blood staining the floor leads him to believe otherwise, but, miracles have happened before.
Drawing an oak-handled dagger of bone from the folds of his cloak, the wizard begins cutting away at the formerly possessed man's blood-soaked shirt, to get a clear look at where the spear struck him. It's carefully done work, but also done fast. This man does not likely have long.
Rick Brutal is a ham, wearing a yellow tabard and cape, green pants and a shirt, topped with shades and a bright yellow bandana. He's about 35, prematurely balding, with shiny white teeth, (He flosses.) Hazel eyes, and an arrogant grin. He looks over at Nycca, winks, (Pointless really, he's wearing shades.) And speaks up. Well hello! I am Rick Brutal, hero extraordinair! How's about we get together, and have some real skirmishes! :smallamused:
Kallista looks at him once, realizes what "skirmishes" are, and eeps, leaning back into Nycca,clearly scared of some kind of assault involving a "skirmish."
Talina who's around 6'6", rather muscular for a sorceress, and dressed in black and gold robes stands up, glaring at Rick, slipping one hand into her pocket, and the other into the leather satchel she's carrying.
"How about you stop harassing my girlfriend?"
Kallista looks at Talina, opens her mouth as if to say something, and promptly shuts it.
Some serious confidence issues with this gnome.
And you're scaring the hell out of our friend here.
She puts a wing around Kallista, frowning.
Rick Brutal turns to Kallistra. Aw, little gnome! Never fear, I am Rick Brutal!
Kallista squeaks quietly and scooches back into Nycca to the point where she's almost curled up on her lap.
pleasesirIwouldnotliketoskirmishwithyou
Rick gives a hearty laugh. Ah, gnome, calm down! I am a HERO! Dunh dunh dun da!
When I said "stop scaring her" that meant "go away and stop talking horribly loudly".
Nycca glares harder.
Rick may find himself suddenly paralyzed, as Talina tries to telekinetically grab hold of his arms and legs.
"You're not a hero, you're a slimebag, and one who's going to be rotting a Remnant cell very shortly."
pleasedon'tskirmishwithmesir
Kallista looks terrified.
Kallista covers her long pointed ears and scrunches up into a ball.
Please.
Just...
Find a corner to be totaly silent in.
Like, forever.
She rubs Kallista's back, frowning.