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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Marco got hit by the spear and fell to the ground, mostly unharmed. As Pyrus unslung his mace he heard someone charging him from behind and felt a burning sensation. The heat of the fight. The hunt. The battle. The survival. He felt energy course through him and it burnt like the forges of Aule's Halls. He was battle-ready like the days he spent during the War of Wrath. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/assassiniv/74.png" name="assassiniv"]14628767[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/9842Kye/74.png" name="9842Kye"]16315828[/user]

((Death can post, then Ass, then we will wait for a reply from the others.))
 
He grinned from the sensation, eyes gleaming as envisioned the fire. The burning sensation leading him as the memories of the past swelled up inside of him. Dropping his warhammer, knowing none of them could use it as well as he could or let alone lift it, he would then swiftly turn around on his back foot and swing his mace at the jumping Ivers chest.
 
((since cap didnt answer ma PM this entire post is under an attempt))
"Now Iver" Vlad shouted as Iver's knee Folded and he rolled at the ground ending under the maia with two of his daggers ready to give that maia a gender swap
 
Sigeric unsheathed his bastard sword and entered a defensive stance, moving closer to flank Pyrus. He needed the others to distract him.
 
As Thoruk watches the fight he's still not sure of what to think about all of this. Attack someone who helped them? "I have honor, that's none of my business" the migthy dwarf calles out as he walkes over towards Dimitri "Do you some for me lad?" he asks while sitting down with his axe in hand.
 
Pyrus was definitely distracted as a pair of daggers slid into his groin. The pain was beyond him. Maiar had reproductive organs, however, these were rarely ever utilized as they never seemed to find spouses, all of them being slaves in everything but name. Nonetheless, it definitely hurt, you know, with daggers penetrating his genitalia.

Iver was smacked in the face with the mace, his head getting pulverized from the blast. The Dalishman fell to the ground in a puddle of blood as everything went black. His skull was definitely fractured and it did not look like he was going to survive. Ilmare rushed over to him and shielded him from any more attacks, conjuring a protective forcefield around Iver and rushing into the bubble, she began to heal him.

Sam smacked Pyrus over the head with a rock, further adding to his pain. The Maia was barely able to walk, let alone fight, but he had given that shithead Iver a run for his money. It was clear now. Ilmare was betraying the Valar. And so she must be purged along with the rest of them. Before he could even aim to take her out, another spear hit his shoulder and came through clean. His physical form had taken extensive damage. Cardiloc was a decent shot.

Sigeric was able to sneak up on Pyrus with all the carnage occurring. Pyrus could see Ha'zi running at him with crocolion teeth?

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"That's pretty neat." Silesia said, watching Dimitri stack coconuts.

"But, can you do this?" She asked, motioning at her sandcastle which featured coconut queens and kings attending a gala in the concentric castle. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
 
"No?" the migthy dwarf asks as he sees Dimitri stack the coconuts "Aye, I'll get some for me then" he says as he stands up and grabbes some for himself aswell while watching the Maia get beaten up by his friends "You can do this lads" he shouts as he sips a bit of the coconut milk.
 
"Damn, not bad. But can you do this?" he says, making a working T-34/85 for a tree and coconuts.

But in all legitness, Dimitri shakes his head no and keeps drinking coconut milk.
 
Seeing how weakened Pyrus was, he quickly drew the Maiar blade, grabbing the Maia from behind and holding the dagger to his throat. "Surrender, Pyrus. None of us have to die today." He gripped the blade tightly, prepared to use it at the slightest provocation. He still did not trust Ilmare fully, and would prefer to keep Pyrus alive. Nonetheless, he would not hesitate to kill him if need be.
 
"Ah fuck this." He'd say turning around in great pain and was about to do something when he was grabbed and a blade was held to his throat. He knew what it was just by the presence. He would snarl and spit blood still holding the mace as he tried to work his magic to heal himself faster. Then he would turn his gaze to Illmare. "You bitch. You betray your brothers and sisters for these mortals? You shame us all for siding with Morgoth!" He spat. "You won't be able to leave this island without the key. The key to this prison." He would spit once again before closing his eyes and breathing heavily. Sigeric and Ha'zi could basically feel his rage coming off of him in waves.
 
Watching the situation with interest, Dimitri begins to embed shards of shells into the coconuts so they could do more damage if they were used. He also starts a fire in a safe place and gets a few torches ready to be set aflame.
 
Ilmare glared back at him as she had her hand on Iver's broken face and was healing him faster. His own regeneration could not keep up with the damage and so the Maia had to step in. Without Ilmare there to aid him, Iver would have died and the Power of the Flying Giant would have transferred to the next closest person, Sam.

Marco was bleeding from the spear which had struck his torso, he edged backward towards the rest of them as Ilmare began to speak, coldly,
"Pyrus, I expected as much from a worker Maiar like you. So myopic. You cannot see past your own nose, can you? At least Eonwe had some guts, but you, you're nothing compared to me or him. You're a lowly peasant to us. I'm sorry. I truly am. But you're the one in the wrong. You were going to take them back to Valinor for execution. I will not let that happened to these poor souls." She then stood, having healed Iver's face. The Dalishman was slowly coming to consciousness, his memory was nearly completely wiped of the events of the fight. The last thing he could remember was seeing Ilmare's starry eyes before it all went dark.

Ilmare walked over to Pyrus who was being restrained by Sigeric, his arm held back by Sam and the other guarded by Ha'zi and placed her hand on his forehead and spoke in a strange, ancient language.

"Razaq, Lominur, Remalinuspelomir." Pyrus' eyes shut and he fell into a deep slumber.

Ilmare looked at the others and said, "He is locked within his own mind for now. He will awaken soon, so we must hurry. Leave his body and all of you cut your wrists but do not transform, I need your blood. The Eight Shifters blood, combined with a Chieftan of the Maiar can break the seal on the island." She then produced a wooden bowl, one of those that they had eaten from at Aldamos and snipped some blood of Iver, who still had blood coating his face, then moved to Ha'zi who was nearest.

"Your blood, quickly." She asked. When the boy had given his, she would proceed to Sigeric, then Dimitri, then Thoruk, then Cardiloc, then Grimnir and lastly Daugo.

Marco was still bleeding but Ilmare couldn't attend to his wounds without breaking the spell.
 
Without much thought to what is happening, Ha'zi does as Illmare requests and slits one of his with a Crocolion tooth over the bowl.
 
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