Fear Me: http://invisionfree.com/forums/Imythess/in...=4444&st=20&hl=The horses fell dead, but Zennith didn't bother to care. He was already at Norwood Village. With the guide of Lilith, they couldn't possibly miss the "hard to find" Village.
The village was a nice elvan made village in the tree tops, light by the magicall 'fairy fires' spell. Making the village look holy and clean. The elves played and danced. Listened to the woods and talked to the birds. Until...
Zennith's horse died, and when it fell Zennith jumped off and landed on his knee and leg. He got up and grinned at the Village, "Lilith, you found our next destination. I'll enjoy this stay..."
The elves looked ghastly at the trio. They couldn't believe that their horses had died.
An elf walked up the Zennith, "How could you treat such a beatiful animal like that?"
Zennith took his tongue and wrapped it around the elve's neck and broke it, "I'll treat anything the way I want to treat it!"
The elvish settlers ran away screaming, the alarms were sounded off.
"I've heard stories that the elves were great fighters and spell caster. Don't dissapoint me." Zennith grinned wildly, "Oh, I nearly forgot, I need to find a Elvish Maiden!"
The infamous Elvish Bladesingers came rushing in against Zennith, their swords (heavily enchanted with elvish magic) swinging at Zennith. One elf came in, thrusting his sword to cut Zennith, but Zennith nimbly dodged it and bit the elf in the neck. The elf's blood steadily streamed out of his neck, dying.
"Their swordplay was supposed to be the best." Zennith said frowning, "That was too easy."
Erulian the Bladesinger trainee quickly put on his elven chain mail, and picked up his finely crafted elven long sword. He was prepared for battle. When he reached the bridge that connected the village with the world below, he gasped.
His fellow companions were being torn apart by a serpant stranger. All too easily,"We elves have been practicing our swordplay for 100s of years, how can he easily read our movements?"
Erulian saw that another of his companion being strangled by the stranger's "serpant" tongue, then using a very powerful black magic, his companion bursted into flames. The stranger threw the elf into a crowd of innocent elves, and they all started to burst into flames, they screamed in pain.
He couldn't stand it anymore, "This is madness! All we elves do is be peaceful to the world! Why do you attack us!!"
He charged down the bridge sword drawn at the man....
A circle of Bladesinger surround Zennith and the group. Zennith raises an eyebrow, then starts to regergitate something. The elves look at him in disgust.
First something was in his throat, then it appeared as a metal object. Then a blade came out of his mouth, then the fill blade came out. Zennith bit down on the blade.
He grinned wickedly, and thrusted his head into the closes elf. The katana impaled the elf, Zennith placed his foot on the dying elf's stumach and pulled his head out, bringing the katana out of the elf's chest. Blood splashed Zennith's face.
As if that was a signal, the remaining elves charged at Zennith, who was grinning all the way.
Eurlian reached the fray, he saw his fellow commrades had surrounded the human, but they weren't doing so well. The strange man danced around their attacks. An elf came running up and thrusted the sword to impale the stranger, but the suprisingly nimble human leaped up and landed on the sword. The elf was suprised that the human didn't weigh anything.
"Fool." He said, and spat the katana into the elf's head.
Eurlian charged at Zennith, and Zennith saw the elf coming. Eurlian slashed down, attempting to cut Zennith in half. But Zennith easily side-stepped. Zennith kicked Eurlian in the stumach with his right leg, then switch legs quickly and back turn side kicked Eurlian, nocking all the air out of the young elf's lungs. Zennith rushed forward and bit at Eurlian's sword arm, biting through like a hot butter and a knife.
Eurlian screamed in agony, he clutched his right stump (no more arm). He saw his own arm on the ground, and his life blood slowly flowing out. The strange man looked as if to finish Eurlian off, and so Eurlian had closed his eyes to die an honorable death.
Zennith grinned and turned around to face a new elf bladesinger. The new elf charged running at full speed. Zennith spat his tongue out, wrapped around the elf's foot. The elf tripped, then Zennith picked up the elf with his tongue still wrapped around the elf's foot. He slammed the elf into the ground, blood splattering the land, then tossed the elf over his shoulder.
"Enough of this, I have to find my elvish sacrifice!" Zennith laughed, "Into the village!"