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andrix As Ire moves into the crowd, her attention is drawn to a pretty young serving girl with blonde hair and pleasant features who is moving through the crowd, desperatly grabbing people and wailing hysterically. 'My baby! My baby's up there!' Moving to a dragonblooded who is barring the door, she grabs hold of his arm and begs him to help her save the baby from the demon and the fighting which could only be a matter of feet away from the infant,
andrix Though concentrating on the fire caste dragonblooded, Violet also becomes acutely aware of the serving girl who can't be any more than 17.
Luka curses viciously, his street language turning the air blue as he scrabbles up the wall, one foot bare. Casting a quick glance over his shoulder to take account of the soldiers, he hauls himself up the wall as quickly as he can.
andrix_ST Luka deftly mounts the wall, almost effortlessly dragging himself up to the window of his room with a single swift movement
andrix_ST The House Sesus fire cast watches helplessly as Luka disappears from view and quickly turns his attention to the source of the clink of the needle against his armour. Scrambling from the window he throws his right arm in a fluid underarm arch, unleashing a bright gout of orange flame at Violet
Violet Seeing the sudden flame appear in the db's hand as he looked at her, Violet quickly dived behind the bar to avoid the bolt
andrix_ST Violet scrambles over the bar but isn't able to make it the whole way over before the flames batter into her. Invoking her essence around her, the flames fly off harmlessly from her body, but fail to stop her being sent flying into the shelf behind the bar by the force of the attack. With a large smash, she cracks open the bottles of spirits racked up there, bouncing off a large wooden keg of extremely strong ale on her way down.
andrix_ST The flames, as they fall, hit the patches of alchol left spilt, and instantly light, small bursts of fire errupting out and dancing out across the wooden bar.
Ire /me moves through the panicked crowd, she hears the voices of the civilians, the uncertainty, the pleas to the dragonblooded and their soldiers the fear. It grates at her heart, digging abraisively upon the pit of her stomach.
Ire She too began to get pulled along in a river of helplessness - the dragonblooded would not listen - they did not listen then either... She casts her cloud-grey eyes around wildly seeking something, but her panicked search is cut short as the crowd heaves a little in the opposite direction, knocking her sprawling to the floor.
Ire She grips her pounding temples. Why did she have the strange compulsion to reach something called 'the Wind Tunnels'?
andrix_ST Meanwhile, although Luka has successfully made it into the window of his room, he neglected the fact that he would once again be silhouetted perfectly in the torchlight for the archer that was already shooting at him. Four sets of sharp whistling quickly reminds him of the fact, and the difference in pitch from two of the arrows to the other let Luka know the archer has a friend.
Luka kicks Cloudbreaker up from the floor, whirling it around to douse the torch with a rush of air before swinging the golden blade up to try and deflect the arrows away from his person.
Luka grabs hold of Essence and twirls his giant spear around faster than the eye can follow, sending the spiteful arrows ricocheting away; one skewers Ire's bed, the second punches a punches a hole in the wall and the last two go flying back out of the window that they came in through.
andrix_ST Luka then notices an unusually heavy gust of wind blow past him into the room, the sound of breathing filling his ears as another becomes apparent
Luka . o O ( Piss. )
Violet Bracing herself against the barrel behind her, Violet launched herself away from the remains of the bar, quickly removing a needle from a sheath at her wrist she drew the point across something at her wrist and threw the blade at the dragonblooded in one fluid movement as she moved through the air. She landed rolling and rose up quickly into a ready position as the dragonblooded turned to face her.
andrix_ST The flames of his attack subsiding, the Dragonblood peers through the smoke just in time to see a small needle flying through the air towards his face. Instinctivly acting on the training that's been drilled into him since he was a boy, he brings his blade up to parry the needle, the large armour he's wearing making it far too impracticle to try and move out of the way.
andrix_ST The needle pings off his blade, flying upwards and embedding itself solidly in a large unpainted roof beam
andrix_ST Violet and Ire are both blown forwards slightly as a loud explosion rips through the room from behind them, one of the large kegs catching fire and errupting. The devastating detonation triggers a chain reaction which causes the other 4 kegs also positioned behind the bar to instantly follow in an even louder explosion, followed by a series of smaller ones as smaller bottles strewn across the room follow soon after.
andrix_ST There's an instant surge from the crowd as they desperatly try to get away. A number of the smaller and more drunk people are knocked from their feet and partially trampled on in the stampede. The unfortunate dragonblooded who are manning the door are too knocked back by the surge as people flood onto the street.
andrix_ST Ire, swept along by everyone else, can't help but notice the pretty serving girl, tears flooding down her face and a futile scream bursting from her lungs fighting against the tide repeating over and over, 'My baby!'
andrix_ST Upstairs, Luka is shook from his feet as the room nextdoor is sent into flame, the wooden connecting wall also going up and the floor boards beginning to collapse just ahead of him. Below, half of the common room is an inferno and the rest is quickly following
Ire turns back, her confused mind focusing on the young woman's voice. The cries clear her mind of the strange compulsions and half-memories, bringing the Twilight back to the burning tavern, the dragonblooded and a woman in peril.
Luka locates the gleaming orichalcum double-blades quickly and, realising the need for speed, simply hurls it as hard as he can through the floor, the dry wood, already weakened by fire, splintering. "Catch!" he yells down the new hole, then swirls Cloudbreaker around, "Show yourself!" he barks.
Ire "Dammit!" She hisses, grabbing the serving girl through the crowd and pulling her as best she can to her so that she can shout to the girl over the roar of the flames. A man pushes her and he gets a blood nose for his trouble, but is too overcome with panic to notice the woman that generously granted it to him.
Ire "Where's your child?!" Ire yells at the serving girl over the cacophany of voices. It was getting hot, and she didnt like the heat, beads of sweat already appearing on her pale brow.
andrix_ST The crowd surges against the two women but borne on by Ire they manage to fight their way against it and resist being forced back out through the door. "He's upstairs," the girl sobs emotionally, "please, you have to help me!"
Ire "What room you daft little twit?!" Ire yells, spearing the young girl with her pale eyes.
andrix_ST The girl struggles further against the crowd in a maternal frenzy, "it's the first one on the left as soon as you get up the stairs." Seemingly unwilling to leave Ire to get on with things, she pushes her way ahead of the Solar, moving towards the stairs to which the flames are quickly heading.
Ire "Stupid girl-!" Ire shouts after her, trying to grab a hold of a sleeve, skirt or pony-tail but failing. Then is a reflected glint of gold in her eyes that is independant of the flames...
andrix_ST The fire caste Sesus grins and races towards Violet who is knelt in a ready position ont he floor, albiet slightly shaken by the explosion. Relishing being surrounded by his element, he seizes the moment and runs straight at her, spearing the night caste with his body and hurling both of them further into the inferno that's centered around the bar.
andrix_ST The fire caste tries to grab Violet, but fails, slipping past her, suceeding only in pushing her slightly further into the fire
andrix_ST "I'm right here," a harsh male voice echo's from what seems to be both infront of and behind Luka at the same time, the metallic sound of chain links moving against each other coming from behind him and evidently emerging from the flames right behind his head.
Luka spins around, kicking at a broken floorboard to send a cloud of sparks up in the direction of the voice, outlining the figure of his attacker just enough that he can bring Cloudbreaker up to defend, the haft swinging up rapidly to intercept the chained weapon he could hear.
andrix_ST Luka's assailant continues regardless of the sparks in their eyes, a solid thump hitting Luka square on the nose. His vision swims, the seering heat of the flames seeming somehow suddenly stronger. The last thing you heat before you hit the deck and blackout is a cruel laugh and the clinking out chain links
Violet deciding that discretion was the better part of valour Violet took one quick look round the common room, she picked up a discarded cloak from a nearby chair and threw it at the dragonblooded to distract him, before she turned around and ran towards the window
andrix_ST Distracted by the cloak, the Dragonblooded captain takes his eyes off Violet for an instant and when he looks back she's gone, dissolved expertly into the crowd
andrix_ST The Fire caste captain leaps to his feet, trying to run to the door in a hopeless pursuit of Violet, though the crowd gets in the way, and he finds himself shoving mortals out of his way without making much progress
Ire The Dragonblood passes her. "Hot..." Ire pants bitterly, wiping more sweat from her face. She had to do something but the fire was wearing down her endurance fast. Hot...hot...hot... Heat!
Ire As if on cue fibres of rope around one of the immense ale-barrels begin to unwind in the blistering inferno, and with a soundless snap the keg rolls free of its mounting. The barrel rolls down the bar, smashing through tankards, glasses and crystal bottles, raining glittering shards onto the messy tavern floor.
Ire The keg rolls off the bar and starts to careen across the common-room towards Ire's weapon, overturning tables and spilling flaming ale from its split seams. With a loud ping of heated, over-stressed metal one of the metal bands holding the wooden slats together snaps, giving the keg a considerable springy bounce with each roll.
Ire Timing herself Ire chases the morbid feelings of insanity away with a shake of the head and dives forward into a roll, grabbing Ousters around its handgrip and yanking it from its home imbedded in the Inn's floorboards with her own momentum. She comes up in a quick run, stepping three times - chair, table, ale-keg.
Ire Using the broken metal ring for additional jumping power she leaps into the air towards the bar and stairs. Ousters has already left her hand by the time she extends her arms in the apex of her leap, Wind-sleeves catching the billowing super-heated air from the fire, fanning outwards and giving her a measure of bouyancy in mid-air.
Ire The orichalcum double-blade soars in a wide circle around the Inn's common room, whistling around and heading directly for the Fire-aspect's broad, armoured back as Ire floats easilly to the top of the stairs.
Ire She spins about in mid-air, her skirts fanning widely as she softly touches-down on the landing, extending her arm to catch Ousters as the golden double-blade whirls back to her. She does not wait to survey the effects of her attack, gloating over a successful strike was the realm of dead-men.
Violet As she moved away from the dragonblooded, hiding herself in the smoke and the shadows as she moved towards a broken window, Violet saw him parry something that shone gold, and then start to move towards the stairs, seeing him distracted she took out another needle. She stealthily readied it it, imbuing it with essence, so that as she threw the weapon curved round, so that it would hit the dragon blooded from the direction of the door,
Violet hoping that the dragon blooded would be distracted from his chase
andrix_ST The fire caste twitches in pain, a needle stuck in his neck. Pulling it out, he stares at it in confusion and begins staggering about like a drunk, unable to follow Ire and collapsing to his knees
Ire cannot see where Violet had thrown from, but her smirk was evident. "Never turn your back on a woman..."
Mierin Mierin shakes some of the blood from axe then glances around to survey her surroundings. She notices Luka's body sliding down into the fit pit below and jumps over the hole in the landing heavily with her metal boots. She puts her axe in the net on her back and snatches him up by the scruff of the neck as she jumps out the near by window.
andrix_ST Ire, reaching the top of the stairs, begins to feel light headed, the heat and smoke making her groggy. She has a vague comprehension of the young barmaid running past her and into a room where you can vaguely hear a baby crying. Coughing, the twilight falls flat on the ground, and begins to slip from conciousness.
Ire coughs hoarsly as she tries to crawl, but soon lapses into fevered dreams.
andrix_ST Mierin watches as the events unfurl the twilight falling to her knees and the mortal running into a room off the corridor, and instant passes and a bright flash of orange roars violently out of the room, both woman and baby screaming in agony
andrix_ST Mierin runs down the corridor to help Ire. However, halfway down the corridor, part of the floor collapses, flames rushing up from below, baring your vision and your path, leaving Ire isolated as you hear the helpless crunch of the stairs collapsing
Mierin Mierin lays Luka down in the grass outside the inn before tearing her clothing and dipping it in a near by water barrel then tying it around her mouth and nose. She then rushes back in to try and find more people. As she reaches the inferno pushes through the flames and moves towards where she saw Ire fall.
Violet Seeing the dragonblooded staggering from the effects of her poison Violet decided to brave the flames and run up the stairs to see what had happened Ire
andrix_ST The two of you are swiftly swept out the way as a man, coming seemingly from nowhere runs out of the flames, Ire slumped, unconcious and charred over his lithe but muscular back. A long back ponytail is tied tightly behind his head and he moves with swift, deft movements, despite being weighed down by a collection of packs he has obviously salveged from your rooms. "Pick up your friend and follow me if you want to get away alive," h
andrix_ST orders, heedless of Mierin's caste mark and continuing to move past you without even a slight pause, heading for the main door.
Mierin Mierin looks around for more survivors then when she sees none she moves quickly towards the exit, following the strange man that just appeared.
andrix_ST Violet, also collapses to the floor, overwhelmed by the smoke and heat, the flames scorching her skin
Mierin Mierin grabs Violet as she collapses and throws her over her shoulder as she runs by, heavy boots making loud thumps on the ash covered wood.
andrix_ST The youthful figure reaches the door, those dragonblooded who are still attentive instantly training their weapons on him.
andrix_ST "Cover your eyes," he mutters, reaching into his pockets, shifting Ire on his shoulder to do so. Pulling out a small ball he throws it sharply on the ground, a massive green flash blinding those who haven't got a physical barrier between them and their eyes
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