03-12-2015, 12:08 PM
Selia stayed alert while Sergius berated this thug some more. It seemed like both men were equally committed in their convictions that the other was on a fast-track to an afterlife of pain and suffering. Oh, religion... She looked down the crossroads in the alley, not seeing anyone. Perhaps someone had been there, but bolted instead... or maybe these two thugs really were alone, and were only trying to frighten Sergius and Selia into thinking there were more of them?
The thug Sergius had pinned against the wall cried out for help, which Selia immediately interpreted as being an answer to her question. Turning her back on Sergius, she kept watch. Selia noticed another figure further down the alley appear to turn and notice her and Sergius. It appeared to be a fairly scrawny figure, with fairly similar gear as the other two men... only far less wary. Selia figured she could take this one.
"There's more of them!" Selia shouted.
**
Under her breath, she channeled another one of the dark magic spells she had read earlier in the day. Once the smaller thug approached to about twenty paces distance, she extended her left hand, letting the globe of dark energy seep out of her hand...
Her spell took the smaller thug by surprise, and he immediately turned to flee. Selia's mark with the dark magic spell went barely wide, still singeing the man's leg, but not badly enough to stop him. Though not dressed for sprinting after someone, Selia gave chase.
The chase didn't last long. Tripping on the unevenness of the dirty alleyway, Selia stumbled and then fell on her right side. By the time she got back up, the other man disappeared, and she hurried back over to where Sergius was dealing with the first thug. Selia was unconcerned with the minor scrapes on her shoulder.
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** While Selia had run off to deal with what appeared to be another thug, the man in Sergius's grasp thrashed, and made a last gasp attempt to reach for a knife at his side to stab Sergius. The man gave no signs that he planned on "repenting", and appeared to be more intent on fighting. Most normal sellswords would likely have given up by now...
The thug Sergius had pinned against the wall cried out for help, which Selia immediately interpreted as being an answer to her question. Turning her back on Sergius, she kept watch. Selia noticed another figure further down the alley appear to turn and notice her and Sergius. It appeared to be a fairly scrawny figure, with fairly similar gear as the other two men... only far less wary. Selia figured she could take this one.
"There's more of them!" Selia shouted.
**
Under her breath, she channeled another one of the dark magic spells she had read earlier in the day. Once the smaller thug approached to about twenty paces distance, she extended her left hand, letting the globe of dark energy seep out of her hand...
Her spell took the smaller thug by surprise, and he immediately turned to flee. Selia's mark with the dark magic spell went barely wide, still singeing the man's leg, but not badly enough to stop him. Though not dressed for sprinting after someone, Selia gave chase.
The chase didn't last long. Tripping on the unevenness of the dirty alleyway, Selia stumbled and then fell on her right side. By the time she got back up, the other man disappeared, and she hurried back over to where Sergius was dealing with the first thug. Selia was unconcerned with the minor scrapes on her shoulder.
--
** While Selia had run off to deal with what appeared to be another thug, the man in Sergius's grasp thrashed, and made a last gasp attempt to reach for a knife at his side to stab Sergius. The man gave no signs that he planned on "repenting", and appeared to be more intent on fighting. Most normal sellswords would likely have given up by now...