Malisaro slashed upwards at the goblin's chin hacking it off, the goblin fell over and Malisaro stabbed it.
"Goblins are far too easy" he said "I'm fed up with waiting"
He gazed up, it was a full moon and very dark.
"Come on you crazy zombies where are you" Malisaro cried out into the night.
He heard a werewolf howl in the distance.
"That'll probably smell me poor stupind animal" he said.
He sat down on a log and waited, he'd never known undead to wait this long, he liked to slash them to bits for sport, he loved the way they still came at him even with both their legs hacked off. It amused him so much to see limbs crawl around on the ground like flesh rotted maggots. Oh the amusing times he'd had last night when ten of them had risen out of the ground around him. He'd sliced them up within 5 minutes. Thenhe'd been bored. He was begining to think they'de become afraid of him.
"Cowards" he muttered.
He then hear movement nearby him.

Vendaria stepped into view, her leather armor and gloves fitting against her body. Her dagger was exposed, and shone beautifully against the light of the moon. Vendaria walked over the Drow, leaning against his powerful body. She whispered into his ear, "I know why your here...".

She stepped backwards, and looked to her right. An undead spirit came into view and stepped next to the Half Drow. Vendaria looked to her left, another spirit stepped next to her. Vendaria laughed slightly, and then extended hear hands outward. Her chuckle turned into a laugh of horror as the Half Drow began summoning the undead from all directions. There ghostly swords were exposed, and they looked eager to avenge their fallen brethen.

Vendaria had been here the previous night and had seen the undead be slaughtered. They helped her much too often for her to let that happen again...This man would fall tonight.

Malisaro looked around with a bored expresion on his face.
"Is this the best you can do?" he said "I'd have expected someone of your skills to muster up somthing a bit more impresive"
He drew his sword and shield.
"Now I shall teach you for interfiering with my sport" he said.
Malisaro lashed out at the undead surrounding him "this was much better" he said "just the way I enjoy it"
A severed hand suddenly crawled up to him and grabbed his ankle, Malisao kicked it away. A ghostly sword came down for his face and Mailisaro lifted his shield to block it, he then sliced at the spirit severing it in two. He turned around a 6 or 7 zombies rose out of the ground, Malisaro dispatched them with a bolt of lightning.
"I've improved greatly since the last time you saw me" he said cutting up the unded in an amused sort of way "I don't think those who escape the clutches of hel can defeat me"
He slammed his sword into the ground creating a shockwave of Lightning striking everything standing on it, one of the bolts went straight for Vendaria.

(OOC: I realy enjoy lightning)

OOC: I think summon lightning comes down in a pillar of electricity, not as a shockwave. Either way, what thread did we meet in?
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Vendaria watched the man attack the spirits viciously, then she remembered his battle form. She recognized him instantly, and even more anger burned through her. She saw the ground light up with electricity as it traveled towards her, but this was an easy task to dodge. She kicked off the ground, her legs spinning through the air until she landed gracefully back down. The bolt shot past her, and Vendaria smirked.

She could tell that this man was a full Drow, and she normally didn't like to kill her own kind. However, this man was an exception. Since Drow's eyes were very sensitive to the light, Vendaria extended her hand. A bolt of powerful light shot from her hand and into the man's face. Vendaria knew he would instinctivley close his eyes or be blinded, so she teleported behind him and thrusted her dagger into his back, unsure whether or not it hit.

(OOC: Fair enough it's just I love lightning (Hee hee) I a bit obsessed)

Malisaro was no fool, although his eyes had been charmed to pretect him from light, the charm hadn't gone well and all Malisaro was stuck with was red eyes. So instead he raised his shield to block it, most of the zombies howled in pain, they didn't like light no more than he did. He then heard something move behind him. He quickly extended his hand behind him and grabbed hold of a wrist, he turned his head and pulled Vendaria so that their faces were right infront of each other.
"I'm no fool" he said and threw Vendaria away, he then drew his own daggers and threw them at her, she'd undoubtably dodge them somehow but Malisaro was expecting this, he was merely holding her at bay and not fighting with his full skill, if he was he'd probably have cast weaken by now.

Dravach was bored, and had nothing to do. As he walked through the land of the dead he noticed that to drows were arguing, one of them he knew. He transformed himself into a huge Earthworm and burrowed under the ground. They shouldn't have spotted him yet as he was a good distance off. He poked a bulging orange eye out of the ground and saw that he was just in front of them, but would they see him?

OOC: Um...yeah, I find it hard to believe you pulled your shield up faster than the speed of light. You know how fast light is? Read this:

http://www.febo.com/reference/lightspeed.html
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Vendaria felt her wrist get pulled towards the man, and she was told that this man was no fool. "I happen to think otherwise..." She said, spinning away from him just the same. She easily dodged the daggers, the man had some horrible aim. Vendaria decided that it would be appropriate to cast one of the most evil spells in all of Arda while in a graveyard. It was Mental Domination, a spell so powerful that it took away the free will of anyone she chose.

She chose Malisaro. She casted the spell, and since it wasn't a projectile spell, it was impossible to dodge. The chances were very slim of her spell failing, but there was always the possibilty. This man would be under her control....

(OOC: Well I do have lightning fast reactions you know)

After Malisaro had half hartedly thrown his daggers he started a spell of his own, he'd almost finished when he felt something tug at his mind.
Hey!!said a voice not to Malisaro but to Vendaria I'm torturing this mind, you go find your own
Malisaro didn't think this would work so he used what remained of his free will to recite the last bit of his incantation. He watched the weaken spell begin to affect all around him (including Vendaria) before he finaly lapsed into unconsiusness.

((PS;I am in top set for science yuo don't need to tell me how fast light is))

CRASH[ /color]
thorgrim had decended from a near by tree in front of malisaro mace at the ready looking highly annoyed "i have been disturbed by this battle do not summon my lesser bretherin for on them i must feed and now on you " he began reciting the incantation and an ice golem apeared "crush this woman so i might feed on her essence"
(hyia ben)

Malisaro could only just make out what was going on around him. He heard something crash down from the trees.

"Oh it's him again" though Malisaro as the spirit inside his head continued its vain argument with Vendaria.
He then heard something crashing through the undergrowth nearby.
"At last" thoguh Malisaro "my palns worked"
The werewolf leaped out of the trees, attacked a few zombies hacking them to bits and (unfortunatly) then trgeted the ice golem.
"Drat" thought Malisaro" stupid creature.

Vendaria noticed Malisaro fall under her control, collapsing to the ground as his mind was temporarily hers. She cast Strengthen on herself, nullifying the effects of his pathetic Weaken attempt.

"Malisaro, you are under my control! I demand that you stab yourself in the gut!" Vendaria mentally shouted to him. He would have to obey this command, as he was under her command. As for the the pathetic Ice Golem that appeared next to her, Vendaria chuckled. This newcomer was surley a novice.

She extended her hand and casted Fireball. Two fireballs crashed into the Icy beast, exploding against his body and turning it into a large, but pathetic, puddle of water. Vendaria summoned her Stone Golem, a creature only capable of being killed by strong magical attacks.

"Kill them both!" Vendaria screamed towards the Golem. She laughed even louder, knowing that one of them was under her control, and one of them was too much a novice to know any powerful magics.

Malisaro retrieved his daggers and prepared to use them.
Hang on a minute what do you think you're doing said his spirit.
"Stabbing myself stupid what does it look like" Malisaro answered.
Oh no you don't said the spirit I torture this mind, not Vendaria
Malisaro's head was suddenly filled with excrutiating pain, he dropped his dagger and clutched his head.
"Stop this!" He yelled at the top of his voice.
It's for your own good you know said the spirit.
"Since when did you want to help me?" said Malisaro.
Come off it said the spirit your curse hasn't nearly expired yet
Malisaro managed to retrieve his daggers even with the mental attack the spirit was causing him, he went to stab himself again but suddenly heard a pounding of feet.
"Oh crap" he said.
He'd forgotten aboutmthe werewolf.
It slammed into him knocking his daggers aside and put its paws on his chest about t bite him. Malisaro snapped back into reality.
"Not today pal" he said and kicked the thing off him striking it with lighting.
He then cast minor heal on himself, he didn't completely regenerate but it would do.
"Thankyou for the sport" he said and cast Lightning on all the surrounding trees creating
a massive fire that was impossible to see because through.
By the time the smoke had cleared Malisaro had gone.

with his earthworm eye poking out of the ground Dravach watched as a huge battle commenced. There were Zombies and Werewolves, An Ice Golem, two Drows and even a Lich. 'Let's make a bit of Mayhem!' He thought bursting out of his underground hiding place. He grunted and snarled waving himself around then began burrowing a big trench around the fight preventing them from escaping.

Thorgrim laugths his plan had come together perfectly as expectiedthe drow had destroyed the ice golem witch has created a puddle witch he had used to trap the stone golem shoulder deep in rapidly hardening mud as he was chargeing towards the she drow and crashed his mace in to her head and propeling her towards a flaming tree (your a fool if you think i would fight you without a stratergy or with out reading your inventory ,profile and with out having a decent chance OF KILLING YOU :p )

(Unless you power-play, you don't...^^)

Vendaria dodged the mass easily, her reflexes were faster than the average warrior. The smoke around her clouded everyone's vision, including her own, but her keen elven eyes allowed her to see easier than most. There was a large Earthworm digging a trench, and well...that was just strange. Vendaria knew it was obviously some sort of shifter, or the work of powerful magic, because a creature such as that does not dig trenches around battles.

Vendaria flicked her wrist two times, each one casting a seperate spell. She had managed to complete to charms, Strengthen and Blur. She was now four times as strong as the man, and was so fast she appeared to be a thin streak. She charged towards the man with her dagger exposed, and since was stronger, faster, and this man had no armor, there was a slim chance of survival.

Dravach was not going to change into another monster, he would stay as this one and be as realistic as possible. Realising that Earthworms have poor vision he did what was natural and dug right into an old withered tree, knocking it over onto the ground. Did it hit anyone? He didn't notice because he was instantly underground again out of harms way. He prepared himself to leap out again at a suitable moment.

(no need to power play when you have a brain :p )
thorgrim had suspected this so he grabbed a zombie and slamed it in her way hilst side steping and letting her run her self into the dich around the battle fieild
(you should be exausted after all that magic)

((Magic is second nature to Vendaria...she's not tired))

Vendaria watched as the the man grabbed a Zombie, surprised that it let her do that. He tossed it towards her, but because Vendaria was so quick....she easily side-stepped it, stopping just before the ditch. What was this man thinking, challenging her. He didn't stand a chance against her magics. However, a tree fell in the distance, temporarily distracting herself from the battle. When nothing seemed to have caused it, Vendaria returned to the battle.

She thrusted her hands in the air, casting Control Winds. She sent powerful winds towards the man, and you can't dodge air. They reached up to 140 miles per hour, and this man only weighed 21 pounds. He would be tossed around like a rag-doll, and Vendaria couldn't help but laugh at this man's prediciment.

Alamor could sense the fear hanging thick in the air. He kneeled to the dead ground and picked up and handful of dirt, and let it run out of his hand. He stood back up and looked around, surveying the landscape. This land was well known for it's gloomy aurora and it's deadly monsters. But Alamor wasn't afraid. He knew that the monsters that stalked this land were weak to fire, and he had a great advantage. He continued to walk, until he got to the top of a hill and saw an army of Zombies and Werewolves fighting, and scatered, were a few characters, one he knew as Thorgrim. They were hoplessly outnumbered, and thought he might do something about it. He ran down the hill, until he got to the bottom, and stopped. He whispered something and a column of fire came roaring down from the sky, taking out a group of 5 Zombies and a couple of werewolves. He drew his sword, and it became enveloped by flames. He started to swing at the monsters, slashing his way through the chaos to Thorgrim. When he finally reached him, he said, "Thoguht you could use some help!" He casted fireball, preventing a Werewolf from attacking thorgrim. He loved to fight undead. They gave him more experience, and his spells were quite effective against them. He continued to slash at Zombies and werewolves, but all the while staying by Thorgrim and helping him when he needed it.

(dont have to doge anymore)thorgrim fired his dispell canceling her wind shortly before reaching him he felt the wind die shortly before him her magic was useles now and on her decent slamed his mace in to her face( no way on earth you could have doged that one)he and watched as she fell on to his fist and threw her as hard as he could in to a now enraged crowed of zombies

((Very easy to dodge. Lightning Reflexes + Blur = Extreme Speed? You swinging a mass is like you trying to outrun a cheetah. I don't really like newbs (new RPers/new characters) so I'm leaving the topic. Your a horrible RPer, controling my character too often. I kind of hoped you wouldn't join the topic in the first place, since I've seen your work in Ita's Bar Fight topic. Ah well, it's an open topic anyways.))

Vendaria decided that this man wasn't worth her time, and teleported into the distance. She would let the Undead have their way with those novice fighters, they were much too weak to live anyways. Vendaria continued her journey elsewhere, her time in Dor'iba finished.

(dont you dare call me that you sore loser you besides im proud to off fought you a "newbie" to off been able to withstad you so long and anyways swiming is second nature to a dolphin but it has to come up for air now and again and any way and this is not my first time i joined in 2002 as another character but forgot my password and any way the speed and strength should have worn off by now unless you have empower WITCH you do not and i haven't landed a blow on you no matter what ive tried to do you power player )"I WILL NOT FORGET THIS!!" he yelled as he dissapeared into the night brooding to him self

Alamor Continued to kill off Zombies and werewolves one by one with his magic. he loved doing this. Killing monsters. He was really mad that Vendaria had just walked off like that, because he was wanting to beat her. There were only a few zombies and werewolves left, so Alamor left them to the others, and followed where Vendaria had gone off to.

Malisaro was on a tall hill overlooking the scene of destruction that he'd created laughing, he'd got one over on Vendaria, she had come to punish him and merely given him a means of amusement. Malisaro laughed harder as Alamor joind the frey and more werewolves arrived.
"Malisaro 10" he said "dum zombies absolute zero"
He got up and walked off.
"The dead may walk at midnight" he said "but Malisaro walks on"