*Nictos rounds the corner of the Alleyway at full sprint and finds himself rushing head first into a great black Fog.He stops his advance Two gaint forms can be seen indistinctly within the opaque mist.He can see Nothing beyond. The sounds of battle seem to be comming from just beyond the fog. At his feet can be seen the shattered remnants if a small throwing dagger and the busted shaft of an elven Arrow*



Only an energy shield of great strenght could stop an elven arrow like that. I must catch them unawares if i am to have any chance at all.


*Nictos Slips Darksbane and Talon Quitely from thier sheaths Each Blade aflame with Blue pulsing light.*

This Fog must hold if i am to get close enough, my blades might have already given me away

A Strange wind seems to press about Nictos' body almost blowing him off his feet the Fog dissaptes with the wind. Looking upwarf into the draft Nictos sees Dion fall apon the demon in front of him his Blade finding its mark. The arm falls useless to the ground in front of Nictos. The Demon grasps futiley at the stump of his severed arm as his gaze follows the bloody trail to where its Limb lay still twitching in front of Nictos. Snarling the wounded Demon rushes to attack Nictos with blinding speed*



So much for the element of surprise!

Blades whirling Nictos meets the attck head on. Darksbane and Talon mothing more than Blue steaks warding off the fury of blows raining down from the Bezerk Demon. It is all the Blademastercan do to keep the Demon from overwhelming him. Giving ground Nictos retreated methodically.
if i can just seperate myself enough from the battle the others might....
*Nictos trips over the shattered dagger that lay behind him. Instead of finishing the Blademaster off To Nictos' utter Horror the Demon ceases its offensive for the briefest of moments to pick up its severed imb and place it upon its bleeding stump. An odd yellow liquid issues forth binding the arm in place. It Grins Evilly at its fallen Prey advancing once again Grunting a strange gutteral language as it comes. Nictos is on his feet in an instant Finding forcing his fear to the pit of his stomach and Charges the Evil Demon yelling the Battle cry of his home land*

"For Arytos and the Light of Morning! Arytos!"

*With its arm back in place the Demon redoubled its attack and once again it was all Nictos could do to keep the savage claws at bay*

can't keep this up for much longer...




"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.Fear is the little death that obliterates all. I Will allow the fear to passover me and through me. I will turn my inner eye to follow its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will Remain."



To truly know yourself You must look deep within and find your pain. When you have found it you must embrace it. The pain is who you are. How you react to your pain is what others perceive you to be
- The Battle Monks of Fel Raemon