Shit. Sorry about the Reaver thing. Changing Now. Also, the Old Gods thing was an exaggeration. He's fairly pissed after all. Now that I think about it, that actually fits I think. And Allister's reaction to the Corrupted Old Gods in the Form of the Archdemon would be entertaining indeed.
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Once the final of their number was aboard the boat, one of the newer recruits untied the rope anchoring it the the docks and cast them off.
The boat drifted in silence as it crossed the lake, in stark contrast to the conversation of the previous eve. Neria's low mumbles of enchantments were the only sound to break the eerie silence and as they got nearer to shore the tension only mounted.
The bank they were approaching was a large wooded area, the canopy so thick that the ground below seemed to be in almost total darkness. But something else was at work here, the air seemed heavier and even the clouds above seemed to become dark and oppressive.
The boat bumped lightly against the shore and Jason was the first to hop off and secure the mooring line to a nearby treestump. He gave them all a serious look, that was mostly focused on Neria and Alliser, they were in danger now and they'd need to put petty disputes aside and focus on just getting home.
The party stepped off the boat cautiously, the tension in the air reached a crescendo and things just didn't feel right.
They followed Jason through the forest and down one of three distinct gully's. The banks of the valleys weren't as steep as they were crumbly and it seemed the perfect place for an ambush. They proceeded silently through the gully, weapons unsheathed and at the ready should anything assail them and a deadly hush reined. Even the few birds that had been situated on the forest edges were silent, leaving only the oppressive shadow and slight rustling of the tree's to keep them company.
A crack!
A whistle!
Almost as if from nowhere a disgusting small creature jumped down upon them. A horrible blade in hand and its body covered with some crude armour. It was heading towards Jason but was scewered by his sword at the last moment.
"Make ready!" he yelled as arrows began to fly upon them and at least 12 more of the creatures dived down to attack. The battle had begun.
The boat drifted in silence as it crossed the lake, in stark contrast to the conversation of the previous eve. Neria's low mumbles of enchantments were the only sound to break the eerie silence and as they got nearer to shore the tension only mounted.
The bank they were approaching was a large wooded area, the canopy so thick that the ground below seemed to be in almost total darkness. But something else was at work here, the air seemed heavier and even the clouds above seemed to become dark and oppressive.
The boat bumped lightly against the shore and Jason was the first to hop off and secure the mooring line to a nearby treestump. He gave them all a serious look, that was mostly focused on Neria and Alliser, they were in danger now and they'd need to put petty disputes aside and focus on just getting home.
The party stepped off the boat cautiously, the tension in the air reached a crescendo and things just didn't feel right.
They followed Jason through the forest and down one of three distinct gully's. The banks of the valleys weren't as steep as they were crumbly and it seemed the perfect place for an ambush. They proceeded silently through the gully, weapons unsheathed and at the ready should anything assail them and a deadly hush reined. Even the few birds that had been situated on the forest edges were silent, leaving only the oppressive shadow and slight rustling of the tree's to keep them company.
A crack!
A whistle!
Almost as if from nowhere a disgusting small creature jumped down upon them. A horrible blade in hand and its body covered with some crude armour. It was heading towards Jason but was scewered by his sword at the last moment.
"Make ready!" he yelled as arrows began to fly upon them and at least 12 more of the creatures dived down to attack. The battle had begun.
Sorry for taking the control away for most of the journey, I needed to get you here so that I could leave you for a time. Battle is handled as Pyro stated in a previous post, make up your own injuries responsibly and have fun!
Slicing an arrow before it shot into his chest the bard ran to the side. Spinning his shorter blade out he sliced it into the side of the nearest dark spawn. "Troy you keep the bigger ones off of me, Von I need you to protect Troy's flank, Duran, do what yo dwarves do best!" Darius shouted as the three went into action. Troy stabbed into a dark spawn from the side, destroying it's terribly crafted armor, whilst Von slammed his shield into the same one Darius had cut earlier, knocking the monstrous creature down and Duran went into the fray, axe raised and swinging widly.
"I do hope I'm doing this right.." The insecure Troy said as he pulled his broadsword up from the belly Dark Spawn he had stabbed, it's ichor dripping from the large blade.
"Your doing well kid, I'll get you a drink after this is all over." Bellowed the dwarf with a hardy laugh. His axe finally caught itself onto two dark spawn, knocking one onto the ground and cleaving the other in half.
"He's to young to drink Duran, any liquor you give him, will just dull his skills." Von responded in his ever cold tone. His shield blocking another blade that would have sliced into the young elf.
"Enough chit-chat." Darius said this time slamming his longsword into another darkspawn. However this one managed to bring it's curved blade around his own and cut into his arm. "Sh-" He said as he bit his tongue, the sharp tinge of pain rippling through his arm. It wasn't a deadly wound, but it was one that would distract him. "This coat was new!" He said as he brought his leg up and kicked back the dark spawn. Von already bringing his blade down and splitting the dark spawn's head open.
Not to be outdown, the bard leaped past the dwarf and brought his dagger and longsword down and sliced the head off of the darkspawn. However a dark spawn lunged as he rose, knocking his shield into the bard and sending him onto the ground. The air knocked out of him the bard struggled to get up. The Dark spawn now leered over him, ready to bring down it's small one handed mace. "H-help." Darius gasped reaching for his sword. However the three others remain occupied in their fight.
"I do hope I'm doing this right.." The insecure Troy said as he pulled his broadsword up from the belly Dark Spawn he had stabbed, it's ichor dripping from the large blade.
"Your doing well kid, I'll get you a drink after this is all over." Bellowed the dwarf with a hardy laugh. His axe finally caught itself onto two dark spawn, knocking one onto the ground and cleaving the other in half.
"He's to young to drink Duran, any liquor you give him, will just dull his skills." Von responded in his ever cold tone. His shield blocking another blade that would have sliced into the young elf.
"Enough chit-chat." Darius said this time slamming his longsword into another darkspawn. However this one managed to bring it's curved blade around his own and cut into his arm. "Sh-" He said as he bit his tongue, the sharp tinge of pain rippling through his arm. It wasn't a deadly wound, but it was one that would distract him. "This coat was new!" He said as he brought his leg up and kicked back the dark spawn. Von already bringing his blade down and splitting the dark spawn's head open.
Not to be outdown, the bard leaped past the dwarf and brought his dagger and longsword down and sliced the head off of the darkspawn. However a dark spawn lunged as he rose, knocking his shield into the bard and sending him onto the ground. The air knocked out of him the bard struggled to get up. The Dark spawn now leered over him, ready to bring down it's small one handed mace. "H-help." Darius gasped reaching for his sword. However the three others remain occupied in their fight.
Troy:1 Duran:1 Von:1 Darius:1 4 down eight to go. I figured I'd take control of the three others...oh and please do save me.
Why am I not surprised..... Allister thought as the creatures ran towards them This is why I HA- before he could go any further, several things happened at once. One, an arrow fired by one of the Darkspawn grazed his left arm, jarring him into his logical mind set. Two, his Bloodmage senses screamed Bloody Murder. These things were simply not NATURAL, not even Demons had this sort of....Taint. Every Instinct within him screamed at the Bloodmage to burn them out of existence. Third, his mind quickly went into his Memory Banks to get out a draft for this situation. Lastly, his mind cursed and went back into his inner banks to find a new copy when he realized that the Grazed shoulder was exhibiting signs of poison.
Allister gritted his teeth and stalled the Darkspawn long enough for him to think of a counter. He pulled out his knife and slashed at the wound that the Arrow had inflicted upon him. His attention was split between noticing that a Darkspawn the size of a Large Dwarf was about to jump of from the High Ground, a particularly Large Axe in his hand. An Idiot could put two and two together.
As the Darkspawn leapt, Allister used the corrupted blood he took from his wound and used it as fuel for an Electric Spell, intending to fry the offending creatures brain out. The Darkspawn, thinking Allister defenseless, was hit in a particularly.....Vulnerable part of his Twisted Anatomy. The Bloodmage was both amused and shocked. Amused because Ball Shots were always funny, and secondly because that spell should have killed him. Attributing the Spell's effectiveness to the Corrupted Blood, The Bloodmage immediately moved next to the Creature and began to recite the Litany of Nourishment and Entrapment. The Creature was trapped by Allister's Arcane Magic, with Runes and Crimson Light revolving around him. He would slowly die, due to the fact that The Bloodmage was using his Body as Fuel for his Spells now, hypothesizing that the Creature's blood could be useful.
His mind cried triumphantly then, having found a plan to defeat the creatures. Simple and Effective, but Brutal in it's Execution. Allister nodded and spotted Darius on the Ground, about to have his head chopped off. Allister sighed Not now. Must let Him live. Insult to be repaid LATER. He then sent a Fireball at the Darkspawn and yelled at the Fallen Bard "Darius! Come Here! I need your Assistance!"
Allister gritted his teeth and stalled the Darkspawn long enough for him to think of a counter. He pulled out his knife and slashed at the wound that the Arrow had inflicted upon him. His attention was split between noticing that a Darkspawn the size of a Large Dwarf was about to jump of from the High Ground, a particularly Large Axe in his hand. An Idiot could put two and two together.
As the Darkspawn leapt, Allister used the corrupted blood he took from his wound and used it as fuel for an Electric Spell, intending to fry the offending creatures brain out. The Darkspawn, thinking Allister defenseless, was hit in a particularly.....Vulnerable part of his Twisted Anatomy. The Bloodmage was both amused and shocked. Amused because Ball Shots were always funny, and secondly because that spell should have killed him. Attributing the Spell's effectiveness to the Corrupted Blood, The Bloodmage immediately moved next to the Creature and began to recite the Litany of Nourishment and Entrapment. The Creature was trapped by Allister's Arcane Magic, with Runes and Crimson Light revolving around him. He would slowly die, due to the fact that The Bloodmage was using his Body as Fuel for his Spells now, hypothesizing that the Creature's blood could be useful.
His mind cried triumphantly then, having found a plan to defeat the creatures. Simple and Effective, but Brutal in it's Execution. Allister nodded and spotted Darius on the Ground, about to have his head chopped off. Allister sighed Not now. Must let Him live. Insult to be repaid LATER. He then sent a Fireball at the Darkspawn and yelled at the Fallen Bard "Darius! Come Here! I need your Assistance!"
Ashalle held her staff ready as the Darkspawn advanced on them. An arrow shot out from behind one of the trees, heading stright for her. Noticing it, she strenghtened her magical shield and watched as the arrow splintered against seemingly nothing half a metre from her chest. Movng forard, she focused her magic and prepared to cast an offensive spell. As she did so, a hurlock attacked her from the side, swinging a crude, serrated sword at her. She was too slow to avoid the attack and cried out as a vicious wound was opened on her right arm. She fell to the ground, a hand over her injury as the darkspawn descended on her. Looking up into it's twisted face, she gritted her teeth. No. I'm not going to die here. Not like this.
Summoning her magic, she sent a wave of cold out from her left hand, straight towards the hurlock. Unable to move aside, the darkspawn was engulfed in ice and froze solid. Climbing shakily to her feet, Ashalles struck it with her staff, shattering it into a thousand pieces. "There we go." She muttered to herself, and, after looking around to make sure she wasn't about to be attacked, turned her attention to her injury. It was a nasty one, cutting deep into her arm and leaving a ragged wound midway between her shoulder and elbow. Luckily, however, it was a relativey simple matter to heal, thanks to her training as a spirit healer. A small pulse of magic and new skin seemed to knit across the wound. "Good as new!" She smiled.
Summoning her magic, she sent a wave of cold out from her left hand, straight towards the hurlock. Unable to move aside, the darkspawn was engulfed in ice and froze solid. Climbing shakily to her feet, Ashalles struck it with her staff, shattering it into a thousand pieces. "There we go." She muttered to herself, and, after looking around to make sure she wasn't about to be attacked, turned her attention to her injury. It was a nasty one, cutting deep into her arm and leaving a ragged wound midway between her shoulder and elbow. Luckily, however, it was a relativey simple matter to heal, thanks to her training as a spirit healer. A small pulse of magic and new skin seemed to knit across the wound. "Good as new!" She smiled.
Sevink looked at the battle field.Then he smiled.The smile gave way to an opening maw,which let loose a vicious raw,his appearance twisted into a monstrous visage,scaring all those who gazed upon him.His body began to radiate pain and his raw turned to a scream as he charged at the darkspawn,dispatching a first by clothes lining it.He pulled his sword out and held it horizontally in front of him,sticking outwards.It impaled a darkspawn as he ran at it,he carried the attack through to two more before one of the beasts saw that his hands were barely protected,the only armor there being leather gloves.It let loose an arrow,which impaled itself in Sevink left hand.He scream bloody murder and dropped his sword.Then he smiled.He pulled the arrow out and ripped the hand of a darkspawn of its own and wring it of blood.Then he tore into it,slowly,his hand repaired itself.Sevink recovered his sword,once again,he let loose the raw once again,and charged,his eyes almost glowing with rage.
Allister was Impressed. The Reaver is Good. I haven't seen such Brutality in a while. He grimaced in pain as the Poison made It's way through his Blood Stream. A very potent Poison as well, the only reason he was still alive was because of his Control of Blood Magic keeping the Poison away from His Organs, minimizing the Damage. Though as it continually poisoned his Cells, even keeping his Organs in Ice would do little effect.
ENOUGH. I will not take this shit anymore. We have, what, a Dozen of these Demonic Fucks here. More than Half dead by now. I'm dying from a particularly Dickish Poison, and i can't cure it until these Bastards are dead since they'll try to rip my head out at the closest opportunity. Well Screw This.
The Bloodmagus looked at the Captured creature to his right and smiled Maliciously. The Creature managed to widen his eyes in the rough approximation of an "Oh Crap" before all the Blood in his Body left through every Orifice he had in the Most Violent manner possible. Allister saw the 3 Darkspawn fighting the recruits, and saw two more running towards him, having seen the particularly gruesome death of their comrade.
The Bloodmage used a portion of the Blood as fuel to create a Fireball. He launched it to the General Location of the 3 Darkspawn as he moved the Blood, which was hanging around him like a cloud, to spill themselves into the two approaching. They didn't stop for a second, Allister smiled and used the spell to force the Blood Spilled on them to melt their Bodies. One of them, the one closest to him, simply fell down and turned into a writhing mass of Liquid. The other, having dodged the Spill, came right next to him and lifter his arm which was holding a particularly large Club. The Bloodmagus managed to dodge the blow using his staff but the Force of the Weapon sent him staggering to the ground.
The Bloodmagus cursed and used the Natural Magic of the Fade and blasted the Darkspawn with lightning from his hands. The Monster, having expected a quick kill, had a good portion of his skin burned as he fell to the Ground. Allster quickly, but unsteadily got to his feet and said "So you useless pile of meat. Can you talk? or are you but a tool to your masters?" The Monster simply sprang back up and tried to eat his arm. Looking at the Darkspawn contemptuously continued to direct lightning from his fingertips, turning the monster into a pile of Sludge. "Now listen here Darkspawn." the Bloodmagus said, hoping the Spawn was telepathically connected to It's master. "I will hunt you Down. ALL OF YOU. Each and every single SPECK of your existence will be burned and raised to the Ground. Your Species is a Disease. Only Parasites and Destroyers. Nothing worth of.....Wait..are you dead already?....Well Fuck"
The Bloodmagus collapsed to the ground again, somewhat exhausted. He called out to the others, assuming the other 3 Darkspawn to be dead "All Right, I think that's all of them. Could you guys PLEASE get the Blood from these Bastards so we could Leave? Like, Right Now?"
The Bloodmagus pulled out a concoction from one of the pouches hanging on his Belt. He drank the Liquid, which smelled like Dirty Underwear left in the sun all day in the middle of a plague. He stood perfectly still as he felt the Contagion slowly dying.
ENOUGH. I will not take this shit anymore. We have, what, a Dozen of these Demonic Fucks here. More than Half dead by now. I'm dying from a particularly Dickish Poison, and i can't cure it until these Bastards are dead since they'll try to rip my head out at the closest opportunity. Well Screw This.
The Bloodmagus looked at the Captured creature to his right and smiled Maliciously. The Creature managed to widen his eyes in the rough approximation of an "Oh Crap" before all the Blood in his Body left through every Orifice he had in the Most Violent manner possible. Allister saw the 3 Darkspawn fighting the recruits, and saw two more running towards him, having seen the particularly gruesome death of their comrade.
The Bloodmage used a portion of the Blood as fuel to create a Fireball. He launched it to the General Location of the 3 Darkspawn as he moved the Blood, which was hanging around him like a cloud, to spill themselves into the two approaching. They didn't stop for a second, Allister smiled and used the spell to force the Blood Spilled on them to melt their Bodies. One of them, the one closest to him, simply fell down and turned into a writhing mass of Liquid. The other, having dodged the Spill, came right next to him and lifter his arm which was holding a particularly large Club. The Bloodmagus managed to dodge the blow using his staff but the Force of the Weapon sent him staggering to the ground.
The Bloodmagus cursed and used the Natural Magic of the Fade and blasted the Darkspawn with lightning from his hands. The Monster, having expected a quick kill, had a good portion of his skin burned as he fell to the Ground. Allster quickly, but unsteadily got to his feet and said "So you useless pile of meat. Can you talk? or are you but a tool to your masters?" The Monster simply sprang back up and tried to eat his arm. Looking at the Darkspawn contemptuously continued to direct lightning from his fingertips, turning the monster into a pile of Sludge. "Now listen here Darkspawn." the Bloodmagus said, hoping the Spawn was telepathically connected to It's master. "I will hunt you Down. ALL OF YOU. Each and every single SPECK of your existence will be burned and raised to the Ground. Your Species is a Disease. Only Parasites and Destroyers. Nothing worth of.....Wait..are you dead already?....Well Fuck"
The Bloodmagus collapsed to the ground again, somewhat exhausted. He called out to the others, assuming the other 3 Darkspawn to be dead "All Right, I think that's all of them. Could you guys PLEASE get the Blood from these Bastards so we could Leave? Like, Right Now?"
The Bloodmagus pulled out a concoction from one of the pouches hanging on his Belt. He drank the Liquid, which smelled like Dirty Underwear left in the sun all day in the middle of a plague. He stood perfectly still as he felt the Contagion slowly dying.
Getting hit by a arrow in his right shoulder, Laurence got knocked prone. Standing up and slowly pulling out the arrow. Laurence looked around the battlefield. Most off the darkspawn that ambushed them, were already dead. Hearing Allister, Laurence called back" I think you forgot about the archers."
Running up the side off the gully, Laurence spotted one of the archers. Hiding him self quickly in the bushes, Laurence made his way to wards him. Seeing that the darkspawn just had notched another arrow and was distracted because of it, Laurence stab him in the back with his left dagger.
Running up the side off the gully, Laurence spotted one of the archers. Hiding him self quickly in the bushes, Laurence made his way to wards him. Seeing that the darkspawn just had notched another arrow and was distracted because of it, Laurence stab him in the back with his left dagger.
Allister heard Laurence's reply and irritatedly shouted back "Yeah. Sorry about that. Poison in my Blood and All."
He calmed down as the Poison in his Blood receded and shouted back. "Tell me where those Bastards are! I'll Burn their position from here!" He fingered his staff and prepared his magical energies. While waiting for the Coordinates, he absent-mindendly used his Bloodmagic to take the required amount of Blood from the Darkspawn and direct it into the pouches on his belt.
He calmed down as the Poison in his Blood receded and shouted back. "Tell me where those Bastards are! I'll Burn their position from here!" He fingered his staff and prepared his magical energies. While waiting for the Coordinates, he absent-mindendly used his Bloodmagic to take the required amount of Blood from the Darkspawn and direct it into the pouches on his belt.
Ashalle walked over to one of the darkspawn corpses and stood over it. Reaching into the small pouch at her side, she pulled out a small vial. From her belt she took a small knife and used it to cut open one of the darkspawn's major blood vessels. She recoiled at the smell in emitted but managed to hold the vial against the cut. As she had hoped, there was still enough blood in the monster to be coaxed out by the cut. She watched as the blood filled the vial and then rose, sealing the vial with a cork and storing it in her pouch.
"Give me a moment" Laurence shouted back.
Looking around, Laurence sees a tall climbable tree which he starts to climb in to.
Dmn, this really hurts. Wait what did Allister say about poison?
Gaining some height, Laurence searched for the rest of the archers.
"Oke, two North-West, about 30 yards. one North-East, about 20 yards" Laurence shouts down.
A Arrow nearly hits Laurence.
"Sht, one here taking pot shots at me. A little help here, I can't dodge him forever and I am starting to loss my grip"
Looking around, Laurence sees a tall climbable tree which he starts to climb in to.
Dmn, this really hurts. Wait what did Allister say about poison?
Gaining some height, Laurence searched for the rest of the archers.
"Oke, two North-West, about 30 yards. one North-East, about 20 yards" Laurence shouts down.
A Arrow nearly hits Laurence.
"Sht, one here taking pot shots at me. A little help here, I can't dodge him forever and I am starting to loss my grip"
Allister Nodded. "Right. I Gotcha." Allister breathes and uses his Blood Magic to take the Blood of 4 Corpses. He uses 2 of them to create a Pillar of Fire over the Location of the Area in the North East Area. As the Flames start to burn in earnest, he shouts to Laurence again. "Okay, Give me a minute! I have to wait for a while before I can cast that Again!"
Damn It, I KNEW I should have gotten more Doom Spells.....
Damn It, I KNEW I should have gotten more Doom Spells.....
Allister was readying his Spell when he faintly heard something say the rough approximation of an "Ow". The Bloodmage debated to himself on what to do before realizing that he had his Mana back up. He said as an Aside to one of his Companions "Hey, I think there's still some Darkspawn around the Area. Somewhere over there I think: The Bloodmage said in a serious tone. In Reality, he was quite unsure if what he heard was a Darkspawn at all. But the Perimeter needed to be secure in any case, and he couldn't do anything right now. So one of the others will have to deal with it.
Allister spoke the Litany of Destruction and Used the Blood of the 2 Corpses nearby as Fuel. He Burned the North West Location to a Cinder and sank to his knees. Well.....THIS has certainly been an Interesting day.....
Allister spoke the Litany of Destruction and Used the Blood of the 2 Corpses nearby as Fuel. He Burned the North West Location to a Cinder and sank to his knees. Well.....THIS has certainly been an Interesting day.....
Hi Xandus. Welcome to the Team. Also, sorry if this wasn't what you were expecting but I don't think a Guy falling a good few Meters wouldn't shout in a loud voice. Though Allister would have scouted the Perimeter regardless, He's VERY Paranoid that way. Read his "Contingencies" from one of the later posts as an Example.
Now Sevink was truly in his element.He snatched a body from the ground and tore it apart,eating it in small chunks,before throwing the remains away.Then he picked up his sword and held it in one hand.He started to calmly walk towards a bulk of newly arrived genlocks,arrows shattered as they smashed again his plate armor.He kept walking slowly.when he reached them he quickly grabbed one and smashed it into another,he then bit it's arm off at the shoulder used it to beat a few more before throwing all weapons aside and tearing into the group,biting and ripping and whatever he could find,he laughed with joyful malice.He then remembered what tey were doing there for a second and wrung out a hand's blood into a vial before continuing his mad slaughter.
"If some one got the time, I would appreciate it very much." Laurence shouted while trying to dodge the arrows being shot up at him. "Or are you guys waiting till he is out of...Ooooh sht"
Laurence right arm couldn't hold on much harder and he falls down from his advantage point. Falling down, Laurence bruises his right arm and becomes dazed. Seeing this the darkspawn, pulls out a dagger and moves to wards Laurence.
Laurence right arm couldn't hold on much harder and he falls down from his advantage point. Falling down, Laurence bruises his right arm and becomes dazed. Seeing this the darkspawn, pulls out a dagger and moves to wards Laurence.
Allister looked dryly at the Slaughter the Reaver was creating and shrugged Well, he's tearing the Demon Spawn apart, that's good in my Books. The Bloodmage analyzed the Damage to his body and nodded in agreement "Yep, that's It." as he started to shakily stand up. After a few minutes blinking up at the sky and his vision getting all blurry, his body manage to return to It's former state.
Allister began to walk towards each Darkspawn body, using his Magic to tear away the still warm blood from their Bodies, making sure that they were all dead. Once the Body was confirmed dead, he let the Blood Fall to the Ground, having no use for the stuff now that he had the 3 Vials with him. He primarily kept to the areas where the Reaver was nowhere nearby, since the Spawn whose head had been ripped off was most assuredly dead. Allister didn't dare think about his next move until the area was cleared, the Poison was quite the ***** to kill.
Allister began to walk towards each Darkspawn body, using his Magic to tear away the still warm blood from their Bodies, making sure that they were all dead. Once the Body was confirmed dead, he let the Blood Fall to the Ground, having no use for the stuff now that he had the 3 Vials with him. He primarily kept to the areas where the Reaver was nowhere nearby, since the Spawn whose head had been ripped off was most assuredly dead. Allister didn't dare think about his next move until the area was cleared, the Poison was quite the ***** to kill.