Mithrilstone - Page 8

Acalewia · 07-26-2006, 01:18 PM

Acalewia fought the posion trying to take over her.
I... will... not... succumb! she shouted in her mind. Her strength was waning.

Lady Willow Rose · 07-29-2006, 07:13 PM

Willow, sensing Acalewia's decline, turned from the Shadow and sprinted toward her. "Fight with your human half!" she shouted. "That is your advantage here."

Acalewia · 07-31-2006, 02:41 PM

Acalewia staggered to her feet, drawing her sword and on her human strength.
"Elendil!" she shouted, her voice echoing. She would have loved to see the look on that shadowy figure's face; Acalewia was sure he thought he had attacked a full elf.

Lady Willow Rose · 07-31-2006, 06:47 PM

Willow smiled slowly, drawing her sword. Aragorn drew up beside her.

"What is your plan?" he asked.

"Light," she murmured. "Overwhelm him with light."

Acalewia · 07-31-2006, 07:01 PM

"How do you propose to do that?" Colomir asked from the other side of Aragorn. "You and Acalewia are the only two that knows how to do anything of that nature."
"Wait." Aragorn said. "Acalewia, do you still have that elven blade?"
"Which one?"
"The mate to the one you lost to a Wraith"
"Yes, of course."
"I think now would be the time to use it" Colomir saw a bluish glow to his left the length of one of the half elf's long knives.
"Help me with this, Willow. My elvish side is too weak to make the light erupt"

Lady Willow Rose · 07-31-2006, 08:05 PM

Willow smirked. "My pleasure." In a flash, the lady glowed with an overwhelmingly bright silver light. The blade Acalewia held erupted in light as well. "Much more better," she murmured.

Curubethion · 07-31-2006, 10:59 PM

As the light filled the room, the Shadow shrieked, hiding its eyes. Deep within, it could feel the scream of the Firstborn. Calling it to slay. To destroy. Goading it onward. The scream stung, whipping its mind. The dark figure staggered, and then narrowed its eyes.

Kill the light! Twist it, take it...

The figure reached out through the Firstborn's spell, feeling for the sickness that dwelt in the half-elf. From her some of the light proceeded...as the shadow reached through it, twisting, tainting...seizing...

Lady Willow Rose · 07-31-2006, 11:10 PM

"Willow, I can't!" Acalewia screamed. Lady Willow's silvery eyes turned to the half-Elf and nodded.

"Hold up for as long as you can." Willow stood in front of her friend and concentrated on shielding the afflicted Elf with her otherworldly light. A ball of pure light formed in her hand. "Shadow Creature!" she boomed, voice echoing ages of power. "Be gone or suffer further."

Willow hurled the light into the creature's stomach and watched it double over as the silverly power coursed through his being.

Curubethion · 07-31-2006, 11:16 PM

KILL THE LIGHT...

The Firstborn's voice coursed through the shadow, snapping and burning. As it doubled over, feeling the elvish power. It stood, staggering, and rushed forward. Weakened by Willow, but pressed onward by the presence that possessed it. The creature let loose a hail of blows from its blade.

KILL.

Lady Willow Rose · 07-31-2006, 11:34 PM

Willow parried each blow from the Shadow's sword. Even as she fought the light about her stayed strong. Her own blade was filled with the same silver glow and when she slashed the creature's arm, it screamed.

If Willow had not been so experienced with terrible sounds, the sound would have chilled the marrow in her bones.

Acalewia · 08-01-2006, 01:01 PM

Colomir shuddered as the creature screamed. He couldn't see Acalewia or Willow due to the blinding light surrounding the two of them.

Acalewia held on with all of her strength.
Fight it! You are the strongest of the four
I can't, Ada! I can't hold on any longer!
Fight it, Daughter! You can hold on! You will hold on! Acalewia suddenly felt her father's strength added to her own. You will hold on!

rohirrim TR · 08-03-2006, 09:26 PM

Legolas was puzzled Alatar simply stood and watched as the shadow and the lights struggled, for it was obvious to his elvish eyes the Alatar had great light and power underneath his dull blue cloak.

Then he raised his hand and jet of blue flame shot out toward the combatants then it split into two and then three jets until and began to bind the creature not allowing to move forward or back...again it screamed so reminecsent of a nazgul thought Gimli as he watched stoically.

Lady Willow Rose · 08-03-2006, 09:43 PM

Even as Willow projected the purest of light, a shadow crept up into her soul.

Firstborn...

Curubethion · 08-03-2006, 11:29 PM

The shadow felt the power stealing around it, binding it, forcing itself into its defenses. It let the sword melt, and threw its head back, screaming. All of its power, devoted to protecting itself...and then it paused.

KILL THE LIGHT.

The creature abandoned its defense, and immediately launched its darkest powers at the half-elf. In her moment of weakness. Not knowing the new strength she drew upon. And it was then that Alatar overcame him. The creature withered into a dying flame, and crashed in upon itself. And then it was no more.

The wave of its destruction struck as it fell into the void, and it lashed out with all of its power, directing it all at the one who the Firstborn had marked for death. The half-elf.

Lady Willow Rose · 08-04-2006, 12:07 AM

Willow felt the descending black magic, as she was standing in front of Acalewia. With all her power she tried to create a shield to protect the half-elf.

The attack was too quick. She didn't have time for proper defence. Death seeped into Acalewia and Willow desperately tried to keep a hold of the power.

"Willow! What is happening?" Aragorn shouted.

"No... time," she bit out. "Last resort."

Willow breathed in a little of the dark magic and felt it swarm in her blood.

Acalewia · 08-04-2006, 01:17 PM

Acalewia gritted her teeth.
Help us, Valar! The half elf felt some of the darkness leave her.
"NO!" She cried. She knew why it had left. "Willow! Don't!"

Lady Willow Rose · 08-04-2006, 07:33 PM

Willow grasped her throat and began to choke on the blackness. But she couldn't stop breathing it in.

Curubethion · 08-10-2006, 05:20 PM

The darkness surged through Lady Willow, striking her to the ground-and then only festered. It lingered, but was no longer increasing. The shadow had been destroyed. For now.
~~~~
The Firstborn felt its destruction, shivering-and gloating. It had hurt the fellowship of warriors. For now, it was a victory. There was only one more thing to do-to unleash the ancient power that was approaching it. It hissed gladly, looking at the dwarven Ring that lay in the darkness under it. The Ring that matched the Mithrilstone.

Lady Willow Rose · 08-10-2006, 06:17 PM

Willow coughed hard, shivering and shaking. "Acalewia," she whispered. "Are you all right?"

Acalewia · 08-14-2006, 07:54 PM

Acalewia was on her knees breathing heavily. She still clutched the elven blade.
"For now" She wispered. "What of you, Willow?"
Colomir knelt next to the two women. He had hated not being able to do anything to help them.
"What was that thing?" He helped Acalewia to her feet as Aragorn helped Willow up.

07-26-2006, 01:18 PM	#141
Acalewia Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: In trouble. As usual. Posts: 4,674	Acalewia fought the posion trying to take over her. I... will... not... succumb! she shouted in her mind. Her strength was waning. __________________ "Acaly und Hektor fur Presidants fur EntMut fur life!"~ inked Don't meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup. "Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles ~ Heart Monitor http://www.wattpad.com/user/IceQueenofMitera

07-29-2006, 07:13 PM	#142
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Willow, sensing Acalewia's decline, turned from the Shadow and sprinted toward her. "Fight with your human half!" she shouted. "That is your advantage here." __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

07-31-2006, 02:41 PM	#143
Acalewia Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: In trouble. As usual. Posts: 4,674	Acalewia staggered to her feet, drawing her sword and on her human strength. "Elendil!" she shouted, her voice echoing. She would have loved to see the look on that shadowy figure's face; Acalewia was sure he thought he had attacked a full elf. __________________ "Acaly und Hektor fur Presidants fur EntMut fur life!"~ inked Don't meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup. "Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles ~ Heart Monitor http://www.wattpad.com/user/IceQueenofMitera

07-31-2006, 06:47 PM	#144
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Willow smiled slowly, drawing her sword. Aragorn drew up beside her. "What is your plan?" he asked. "Light," she murmured. "Overwhelm him with light." __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

07-31-2006, 07:01 PM	#145
Acalewia Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: In trouble. As usual. Posts: 4,674	"How do you propose to do that?" Colomir asked from the other side of Aragorn. "You and Acalewia are the only two that knows how to do anything of that nature." "Wait." Aragorn said. "Acalewia, do you still have that elven blade?" "Which one?" "The mate to the one you lost to a Wraith" "Yes, of course." "I think now would be the time to use it" Colomir saw a bluish glow to his left the length of one of the half elf's long knives. "Help me with this, Willow. My elvish side is too weak to make the light erupt" __________________ "Acaly und Hektor fur Presidants fur EntMut fur life!"~ inked Don't meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup. "Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles ~ Heart Monitor http://www.wattpad.com/user/IceQueenofMitera

07-31-2006, 08:05 PM	#146
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Willow smirked. "My pleasure." In a flash, the lady glowed with an overwhelmingly bright silver light. The blade Acalewia held erupted in light as well. "Much more better," she murmured. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

07-31-2006, 10:59 PM	#147
Curubethion Fenway Ranger, Lord of Red Sox Nation Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: College! Posts: 1,976	As the light filled the room, the Shadow shrieked, hiding its eyes. Deep within, it could feel the scream of the Firstborn. Calling it to slay. To destroy. Goading it onward. The scream stung, whipping its mind. The dark figure staggered, and then narrowed its eyes. Kill the light! Twist it, take it... The figure reached out through the Firstborn's spell, feeling for the sickness that dwelt in the half-elf. From her some of the light proceeded...as the shadow reached through it, twisting, tainting...seizing... __________________ Adventure...betrayal...heroism... Atharon: where heroes are born. My wife once said to me—when I'd been writing for ten or fifteen years—that I could always go back to being a nuclear engineer. And I said to her, 'Harriet, would you let someone who quit his job to go write fantasy anywhere near your nuclear reactor? I wouldn't!' (Robert Jordan)

07-31-2006, 11:10 PM	#148
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	"Willow, I can't!" Acalewia screamed. Lady Willow's silvery eyes turned to the half-Elf and nodded. "Hold up for as long as you can." Willow stood in front of her friend and concentrated on shielding the afflicted Elf with her otherworldly light. A ball of pure light formed in her hand. "Shadow Creature!" she boomed, voice echoing ages of power. "Be gone or suffer further." Willow hurled the light into the creature's stomach and watched it double over as the silverly power coursed through his being. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

07-31-2006, 11:16 PM	#149
Curubethion Fenway Ranger, Lord of Red Sox Nation Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: College! Posts: 1,976	KILL THE LIGHT... The Firstborn's voice coursed through the shadow, snapping and burning. As it doubled over, feeling the elvish power. It stood, staggering, and rushed forward. Weakened by Willow, but pressed onward by the presence that possessed it. The creature let loose a hail of blows from its blade. KILL. __________________ Adventure...betrayal...heroism... Atharon: where heroes are born. My wife once said to me—when I'd been writing for ten or fifteen years—that I could always go back to being a nuclear engineer. And I said to her, 'Harriet, would you let someone who quit his job to go write fantasy anywhere near your nuclear reactor? I wouldn't!' (Robert Jordan)

07-31-2006, 11:34 PM	#150
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Willow parried each blow from the Shadow's sword. Even as she fought the light about her stayed strong. Her own blade was filled with the same silver glow and when she slashed the creature's arm, it screamed. If Willow had not been so experienced with terrible sounds, the sound would have chilled the marrow in her bones. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

08-01-2006, 01:01 PM	#151
Acalewia Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: In trouble. As usual. Posts: 4,674	Colomir shuddered as the creature screamed. He couldn't see Acalewia or Willow due to the blinding light surrounding the two of them. Acalewia held on with all of her strength. Fight it! You are the strongest of the four I can't, Ada! I can't hold on any longer! Fight it, Daughter! You can hold on! You will hold on! Acalewia suddenly felt her father's strength added to her own. You will hold on! __________________ "Acaly und Hektor fur Presidants fur EntMut fur life!"~ inked Don't meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup. "Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles ~ Heart Monitor http://www.wattpad.com/user/IceQueenofMitera

08-03-2006, 09:43 PM	#153
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Even as Willow projected the purest of light, a shadow crept up into her soul. Firstborn... __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

08-03-2006, 11:29 PM	#154
Curubethion Fenway Ranger, Lord of Red Sox Nation Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: College! Posts: 1,976	The shadow felt the power stealing around it, binding it, forcing itself into its defenses. It let the sword melt, and threw its head back, screaming. All of its power, devoted to protecting itself...and then it paused. KILL THE LIGHT. The creature abandoned its defense, and immediately launched its darkest powers at the half-elf. In her moment of weakness. Not knowing the new strength she drew upon. And it was then that Alatar overcame him. The creature withered into a dying flame, and crashed in upon itself. And then it was no more. The wave of its destruction struck as it fell into the void, and it lashed out with all of its power, directing it all at the one who the Firstborn had marked for death. The half-elf. __________________ Adventure...betrayal...heroism... Atharon: where heroes are born. My wife once said to me—when I'd been writing for ten or fifteen years—that I could always go back to being a nuclear engineer. And I said to her, 'Harriet, would you let someone who quit his job to go write fantasy anywhere near your nuclear reactor? I wouldn't!' (Robert Jordan)

08-04-2006, 12:07 AM	#155
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Willow felt the descending black magic, as she was standing in front of Acalewia. With all her power she tried to create a shield to protect the half-elf. The attack was too quick. She didn't have time for proper defence. Death seeped into Acalewia and Willow desperately tried to keep a hold of the power. "Willow! What is happening?" Aragorn shouted. "No... time," she bit out. "Last resort." Willow breathed in a little of the dark magic and felt it swarm in her blood. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

08-04-2006, 01:17 PM	#156
Acalewia Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: In trouble. As usual. Posts: 4,674	Acalewia gritted her teeth. Help us, Valar! The half elf felt some of the darkness leave her. "NO!" She cried. She knew why it had left. "Willow! Don't!" __________________ "Acaly und Hektor fur Presidants fur EntMut fur life!"~ inked Don't meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup. "Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles ~ Heart Monitor http://www.wattpad.com/user/IceQueenofMitera

08-04-2006, 07:33 PM	#157
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Willow grasped her throat and began to choke on the blackness. But she couldn't stop breathing it in. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

08-10-2006, 05:20 PM	#158
Curubethion Fenway Ranger, Lord of Red Sox Nation Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: College! Posts: 1,976	The darkness surged through Lady Willow, striking her to the ground-and then only festered. It lingered, but was no longer increasing. The shadow had been destroyed. For now. ~~~~ The Firstborn felt its destruction, shivering-and gloating. It had hurt the fellowship of warriors. For now, it was a victory. There was only one more thing to do-to unleash the ancient power that was approaching it. It hissed gladly, looking at the dwarven Ring that lay in the darkness under it. The Ring that matched the Mithrilstone. __________________ Adventure...betrayal...heroism... Atharon: where heroes are born. My wife once said to me—when I'd been writing for ten or fifteen years—that I could always go back to being a nuclear engineer. And I said to her, 'Harriet, would you let someone who quit his job to go write fantasy anywhere near your nuclear reactor? I wouldn't!' (Robert Jordan)

08-10-2006, 06:17 PM	#159
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Willow coughed hard, shivering and shaking. "Acalewia," she whispered. "Are you all right?" __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

08-14-2006, 07:54 PM	#160
Acalewia Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: In trouble. As usual. Posts: 4,674	Acalewia was on her knees breathing heavily. She still clutched the elven blade. "For now" She wispered. "What of you, Willow?" Colomir knelt next to the two women. He had hated not being able to do anything to help them. "What was that thing?" He helped Acalewia to her feet as Aragorn helped Willow up. __________________ "Acaly und Hektor fur Presidants fur EntMut fur life!"~ inked Don't meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup. "Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles ~ Heart Monitor http://www.wattpad.com/user/IceQueenofMitera

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