Final: Purple

[voidtreckermods]

It has been a long and exhausting trek through the underwater caverns, even in the rare times they surfaced onto sandbanks they are attacked by creatures from the sea.

But eventually they arrive, one last water filled tunnel and a short climb they arrive in an large dry cave. In the centre there is a marble plinth. On the ground nearby there is a shell bowl, intact luckily but toppled off to the side.

Fighting

More pressing however are the two shark head beasts and uncountable number of crabs in the cavern. It seems, no matter how exhausted the voidtreckers are their fight is not yet over.

Preparing the chamber

Though the chamber doesn't have all that much in it, what there is is in a mess. There has been a concerted effort to wreck the place. Ripped tapestries cover the walls and there are candles, some smashed, some just toppled. The place smells strongly of a mix of different smells as if oils had been poured out, indeed there are empty and smashed bottles around.

At some point during this fight their SCA's glow and through them they may hear some familiar voices. It seems there is more to do than just fight crabs and indeed clearing this mess might not be able to wait until the battle is over!

Clear the chamber and set things to rights! Whilst also fighting off an army of crabs!

Comments

[laurefindil]

"Don't...die, got it," Glorfindel said with a grin. Come on, this thing wasn't even half the threat of a Balrog. He was already healing from the slap it gave him.

He'd already sacrificed his last spear, so he only had one thing to distract it. Himself. "Hey!" He called out to the sharkbear, and held up his hand which was also glowing, brighter and brighter. "Over here, Mark!"

[cassiefuckingcage]

The beast turns its head and roars at Glorfindel - a roar that turns into a howl as he is blinded by the blazing light from his hand.

This leaves the bearshark immobilized - and directly in Cassie's line.

She uncoils her body and surges forward, a green streak trailing behind her as her boot connects with her target...and then goes through to the other side, leaving a boot-shaped hole from the base of its spine to...well, a place where there already was a hole.

This leaves Cassie's foot caught in the body of an angry, twitching, rapidly dying monster as blood and...certain other bodily content floods all over it.

"Oh, this is NOT gonna smell good."

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel gracefully dodged out of the way of the falling, dying sharkbear. Running up the back of the head, he stood lightly, bowed, and offered her a hand. "May I escort you free, my lady?"

He was sure she was more than capable of extricating her foot herself, but it was an awkward position, and having fought by her side, he now considered her a friend.

[cassiefuckingcage]

Cassie extends a hand out to him to brace herself as she pulls her leg out of the bearshark's corpse.

"Not really a 'my lady' type."

Beat.

"I sure as shit don't smell like a lady right now."

[laurefindil]

"I really don't notice," Glorfindel said, as they stood on top of the reason she smelled bad.

"Is this a good time to mention that we will have plenty of water to clean up in on the way back to the village?" he offered with a grin. "My lady?"

[She just doesn't know the kinds of ladies he hangs out with. He could totally see Galadriel doing what she just did.]

[cassiefuckingcage]

Truth be told, Cassie knows an actual princess who could probably do it, too. Not that Glorfindel's going to hear about it now.

"Smartass."

She tosses him one of her tonfas.

"In the meantime, we've still got one more bearshark to deal with. Use that if he gets close."

[laurefindil]

"This...is an interesting sword," Glorfindel said of the wooden baton. The handle being on the side was a little odd. He swung it experimentally. "Nice balance, though I'm not surprised considering its yours. And, may I use it if I'm the one that gets close to him?" He grinned at her, then took off, lightly racing over the intermediary ground between them and the other sharkbear. "I'll distract it!"

[cassiefuckingcage]

"Not exactly a sword, but yeah," Cassie says.

She doubts he's specifically trained in how to use it - how to swivel it from the forearm to a forward position as you strike, to both block an opponent's strike and hit harder than you would normally. But frankly, just grabbing it by the long end should work well enough.

"I mean, if it worked once."

[Elves can totally parkour, I use Legolas as proof.]

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel spotted two stalagmites just ahead that were the perfect distance apart. He stepped off of one, then the other, bounding up until he could leap forward and bring both the tonfa and his sword down onto the head of the sharkbear.

They can also skateboard (cf Helm's Deep)

[cassiefuckingcage]

Meanwhile, Cassie has readied a diversion of her own to cover the bounding elf. She stands before the bearshark with her arms outstretched and her middle fingers raised.

"Hey, Fangface! Yeah, I'm talkin' to you, you fat furry fuck!"

She stomps her right foot on the ground, letting green energy surge through her feet. Dust and rocks kick up into the air beside her.

Then she does it again, and again. It looks a little like something she learned watching wrestling with her dad.

Elves have many talents. Like Oliphant surfing!

[laurefindil]

That was certainly a distraction. The sharkbear roared and charged her, and Glorfindel took advantage of it's movement to jump up and club it in one eye with the tonfa he'd been loaned. Somehow he didn't think Cassie would mind that he got a little something on her weapon.

[cassiefuckingcage]

Indeed, getting covered in blood and jellied eyeball is what it's there for. (Besides, Piccolo could always just make another one).

The bearshark bellows and grasps at its ruined eye socket. But it is already moving much too fast to stop. It stumbles and lunges forward at a running pace, throwing its head and free arm out in a vain attempt to balance itself.

Cassie waits until it's nearly on top of her before she makes her move. This time her foot surges up toward its jaws, sending herself flipping back to safety as she does. Her boot connects directly with where its chin would be if it had one.

Best bring an umbrella. The forecast calls for shark heads.

[laurefindil]

"Well," Glorfindel said, looking down at his purple wetsuit now covered in sharkbear brains. "This is a look."

"Glad I had my helmet on."

[cassiefuckingcage]

"Don't sweat it. Plenty of water to clean up in, remember?"

Yeah, Cassie hasn't let that one go yet. Even as she flicks a bit of grey matter out of her hair.

"Speaking of cleaning up messes, how d'you think the priests coming along?"

[laurefindil]

He laughed. "I do, actually!"

Glorfindel looked over to where the priests and some of their team members were cleaning up the mess and getting ready for whatever their ritual was going to be. "Looks good. We just have to keep that space clear now and wait, I suppose."

[cassiefuckingcage]

"Sounds simple enough," Cassie says.

"We should stick close to them in case they want something more specific from us than that."

[laurefindil]

He looked down at the dead sharkbear. "Or...we could move these dead bodies out of the center of the room?"

[cassiefuckingcage]

Cassie smiles a little in spite of herself.

"That works, too. Probably shouldn't forget the missing head, either."

The way he seems to naturally take charge, Cassie guesses Glorfindel must be a leader or commander back home. Certainly he'd make a good officer in her own universe.

[laurefindil]

"Naturally," Glorfindel responded dryly. "Who knows what trouble it will cause if we forget our head."

He looked over the beast in front of them as he put away his sword. He'd already wiped it clean, of course, as well as the tonfa. "Thank you for the loan," he said handing it back. Then he bent down and picked up the shark tail and started dragging the thing. While elves were stronger than they looked, the dead monster was rather heavy.

[cassiefuckingcage]

Cassie returns the tonfa to its proper position and heads to the bearshark's side to grab it by the shoulders.

"This looks like a two-person job."

[laurefindil]

Glorfindel nodded. "Some monsters are harder to carry than to kill." He carefully stepped around a still flailing crab. "Others, less so."

"How about up against that wall over there," he asked, pointing with his chin. It was near the entrance, so away from the altar, yet out of the way.

[cassiefuckingcage]

Cassie nods. "Should be good enough. We're only looking to clear the room, not set up a picnic."

She takes a last glance at the beast before beginning her way back toward the other one.

[laurefindil]

"I certainly wouldn't invite them," Glorfindel said with a grin.

" You have military training?" He asked, following her to the other former m9nster.

[cassiefuckingcage]

"Yeah," Cassie says. "A whole lot of it."

She grabs this one by the shoulders. Some of the oozing has subsided from where its head used to be, but she figures it might as well be her who grabs the messy end. In for a penny, in for a pound.

"You seem like you're an officer yourself."