(cough they are in another world sort of..)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

[yeah, what Curunir said]

The back of Ryairon's neck prickled again. "Hold," she said, her hand on her sword. Slowly she unsheathed it.

The pride of manticores took that moment to attack.

The sleek, tawny felines sprang from the underbrush and caught the first nagas in their claws. There were a dozen of them, their humanoid faces twisted into bestial grins.

"Ornium!" Ryairon cried, and charged into the fray.

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oh disregard my previous posts then

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

The nagas then defended themselves with their glaive spear and spells defending the emissary at all costs, Veljash cursed as his spear was caught into one`s chest and he drew his sword to defend himself.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

[you can pretend to be with them]

Her victim twisted away with feline grace. Ryairon arced low, then high, stabbing her sword against the manticore's neck. Its shaggy mane deflected most of the blow. It flattened itself to spring. Ryairon ducked low and raised her sword high. The manticore roared, impaled by her sword. Five hundred pounds of muscle and sinew slammed into her back. She twisted around in time to deflect a fatal blow. Its teeth slashed into her forearm.

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Kaielsais saw them and unsheathed his sword. "Come on, you creatures!!" He roared as he slashed at them.

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I was cured all right.

[sorry, I was gone for a week.]

Ryairon rolled over again, blood dripping from her arm. Countless pairs of golden eyes watching from the underbrush signaled more manticores in ambush. She hated retreating from a battle, but there was nothing else for it.

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"Run!"

Some shouted and then nagas began quickly moving away as they could some were caught, but most of them survived and the mages were able to now fry some of them without harming the nagas.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Ryairon made a wild dash for the woods bordering the valley. By cover of the trees, she strung her ashbow and sighted down her target. The manticores were fast on the heels of the nagas. Her arrow sang through the air, impaling one manticore by the throat. The - a dozen in all - kept coming.

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