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Zohariel · 11-21-2002, 09:56 AM

Zohariel yanked her rusted sword from its sheath with a horrible crunching noise and with that in one hand and her spiked cudgel in the other, she entered the battle. With her black rags flying out behind her, the first thing she did was let out a terrifying howl like a wounded wolf. This was her battle cry, and usually served to scare enemies. This was a different enemy, and Morluien merely rolled her eyes. Zohariel ran straight into the midst, hitting out in all directions, not caring who or what she hit. Finally, Lorin grabbed her arm.
"Calm down! You're not supposed to be fighting us!" yelled the elf. He released Zohariel and she went on hacking her free way. At last she managed to hit Morluien on the cheek with her sword. It ripped a cut down her face, about 2 inches down, and Morluien screamed. Zohariel stood still, swaying on the spot, and put her hand to her cheek. Blood covered her hand and she felt dizzy with pain.
The wounded Necromancer took a step forward and stumbled, then fell to her knees, not making a sound, but her face was twisted in pain.

11-21-2002, 09:56 AM	#120
Zohariel Animated Skeleton Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: The darker side of Mirkwood Posts: 47	Zohariel yanked her rusted sword from its sheath with a horrible crunching noise and with that in one hand and her spiked cudgel in the other, she entered the battle. With her black rags flying out behind her, the first thing she did was let out a terrifying howl like a wounded wolf. This was her battle cry, and usually served to scare enemies. This was a different enemy, and Morluien merely rolled her eyes. Zohariel ran straight into the midst, hitting out in all directions, not caring who or what she hit. Finally, Lorin grabbed her arm. "Calm down! You're not supposed to be fighting us!" yelled the elf. He released Zohariel and she went on hacking her free way. At last she managed to hit Morluien on the cheek with her sword. It ripped a cut down her face, about 2 inches down, and Morluien screamed. Zohariel stood still, swaying on the spot, and put her hand to her cheek. Blood covered her hand and she felt dizzy with pain. The wounded Necromancer took a step forward and stumbled, then fell to her knees, not making a sound, but her face was twisted in pain. __________________ Amin i waith dangeren i firn i guinar. Amin ith a riel guldur. You keep talking but all I ever hear is blah blah blah.