Scene #1509: The Living Forest

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Na`Sabal-Une Fang	When people arrived at the coordinates provided, they would find themselves within that unnervingly desolate forest, towards the outter edge of it, and at that broken-down village that Nasa spends much of her time doing her best to repair. As of late, she's been putting more effort into this, and while the buildings are not quite as ravaged as they could be, the repairs are still rather crude, and some of the buildings are still inhospitable. Nasa is only one person, after all, and there is a lot of damage. Nasa currently sits on the doorstep to one of the buildings, the one that she seemed to stay in most often, it had the most repairs done to it, and a few belongings strewn about here and there. The pit faerie seemed slightly different from normal, as well. Her wings were now a spiderweb that had a star and a moon on both sides; star on the top of her wings, and moon on the bottom, all held together by a beautiful web of threads, and Nasa's body seemed to be a deep shade of purple, rather than coal black. Finally, her eyes were a light silvery shade of purple. While she was waiting, Nasa was absently grinding some herbs up, presumably something that was used in her alchemy. It made the forest a little bit less(Or more!) unnerving to have the idle grind... grind... grind as Nasa worked. And so the pit faerie waited.
Guest Lizbet	The roar of Lizbet's engines is probably heard before she's seen, due to the quietness of the forest. Having decided to fly above the forest until she got to the coordinates, the Shinki swoops down into the formerly-abandoned village. Spotting Nasa immediately, she banks and circles around, moving to fly past Nasa. As she passes the pit fairy, her armour detaches from her, sending her falling down, while it transforms into its jet mode. The armour does a full loop, then stops just under Lizbet, allowing the Shinki to land in a three-point stance. Show off. "MMS-Type VicViper LirBiete 'Lizbet' reporting."
Maya	SO here Maya is when she got the call Maya's is almost as ever clad in leather and metal looking like she fell out of a post nuclear wasteland. She's got her rifle slung over her shoulder and now she's taking a moment ot wave to Nasa as she arrives.
Kirika	Despite the heavy hiking boots she wears, Kirika's steps are contrastingly light as she swiftly makes her way through the forests. The kitsune is as swift as her vulpine cousins, and she doesn't take long to get to the village on-foot, kicking up a small cloud of dust as she skids to a stop, a la a certain blue hedgehog. Sword in hand, the kitsune nods to Maya, Lizbet, and the pit fae as she turns her crimson gaze to survey the area, a thin frown on her face as she notes the heavy damage.
Amalthea	They say that in a forest, the only way you'll ever see a unicorn is if she lets you. This is verymuch true. While true stealth is not Amalthea's forte, when surrounded by trees, even in a forest desolate and devoid of life. the unicorn seems to simply just appear. Like a flash of moonlight on silver, flitting through the trees, darting at the corner of one's vision, she keeps out of plain sight at first. Until the group has fully gathered. A flicker of motion and she steps out from the shade of a tree, cloven hooves parting the grass. She bears no armor. She bears no shield, the unicorn simply wears her sword, Faith, strapped to her back as the symbol of her station. "You are ready, then?"
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	That familiar roar caused Nasa's ears to perk up slightly, tilting towards the sound. Nasa's eyes shifted up towards her, tracing the fast-moving object to come in next to her. A small smile spreads on Nasa's lips as she bows her head very slightly towards her. "Vendui <Hello>, Lizbet. Appreciates you for coming to help." Nasa says, slowly standing, moving over to carefully slide the bowl of herbs underneath some cloth, to protect the herbs from any stray gusts of wind or whatnot. Maya's arrival is also greeted with a small bow of the faerie's head, noting the weapon she had slung over her shoulder. That was good. She came prepared; Nasa wasn't sure this would just be a passive encounter. Something felt Wrong to her, and others that could feel magic would also feel that. For some reason the forest seemed to have an edge of darkness, and it was very slight, but that darkness was deepening even as more arrived. Kirika's arrival gets a slight shift from Nasa though; the sudden form running up was both expected, but Nasa was slightly on edge, her hands shifting slightly into a defensive position. Though once Kirika was visible, through the dust, and the familiar scent hit her, Nasa calmed quickly. Okay. Good. Almost everyone was here, just Amalthea left. Nasa lifted her hand, beginning to motion the three to follow as she heads towards the edge of the forest. "We do to have a bit of a walk ahead of us, but has managed to mark out path for as far as has gotten." Nasa murmurs softly. Amalthea's arrival was ... unsurprising, Nasa had expected her. Mind you, the stealthiness of the unicorn was also mildly surprising. "Yes, is as ready as Nasa thinks she will be. Is ..." She pauses, looking towards the others in the group. "Some of you may to have already noticed, but something is Wrong with forest. Is dark magic in forest, the light of forest does to seem to being ... extinguished. Is unsure how long it will to continue to shine, and what may to happening as we go through the forest." She begins to walk into the forest. "... Is chance that you may to seeing things in forest." She points at a small, stick that has been stabbed into the ground, a glowing globe with some sort of liquid in it that glows lightly. "Those are markers. We will to being following those. To please stay close. Is Faerie Forest, it does to like to trick people." Nasa continues softly. And then, she turns to continue into the slowly darkening forest.
Guest Lizbet	It isn't long before Lizbet has hopped off of her platform and onto Nasa's shoulder. There, she places one hand against the side of the fae's head, for stability, and makes a small motion with her hand. The tiny flying machine does another loop - vanishing into a flash of light as it completes it. "I don't... feel anything out of the ordinary, but my sensors aren't designed to detect magical phenomena," she admits, softly. "I could... send a few drones out to scout ahead of us, if that would be useful?" Maya and Kirika are given a nod each. Amalthea actually gets a spoken greeting: "Captain." Close scruitiny may reveal that Lizbet has curled her fingers into Nasa's hair a bit.
Maya	Maya is taking in the damage here and does wonder aboutit but they should find out soon enough. She gives Kirika a nod before she turns her attention to0 Nasa for the moment she luistens and greets Amalthea as sh also arrives. Lizbeth is also noted as Maya seems to be mulling over what's ben said. "So we my have some problems understood." Yes Maya for once left her cold iron at home.
Kirika	Kirika was wise enough not to mess around, to follow the markers, on the way here. As she nods to Amalthea when she arrives, the vixen begins her trek along the path in following the Fae. Her blade is magic, and it was made for dealing with magic forces, such is why she isn't quite as on edge as others would be in this situation. Sniffing, she asks Nasa, "Do they know we are coming?" softly. Her tail tenses up as she goes deeper into the forest.
Amalthea	Amalthea tends to keep her good side facing the group, blue eye darting from Lizbet, to Kirika, then Maya, before she looks to Na`Sa. "These are your witnesses and companions then? Acceptable. A Quest can never be undertaken alone." She murmurs, pawing at the grass with a hoof, before dipping her head at the assorted greetings. "No one mind me. I'm simply here in an observational cpacity."
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	Nasa's ear tilts slightly as Lizbet lands on her shoulder and talks, she doesn't seem to entirely mind the fact that Lizbet has taken up roost on her shoulder. She even lifts a hand up to idly help Lizbet steady herself before the Shinki took hold of her hair. "Maybe have them patrol around edges of party; is unsure would trust longer-distance. Is unsure if you would get back." Nasa murmurs softly in regards to the drones. The damage to the village seemed rather old, like a ruins more than something recently attacked, and Nature had begun to reclaim some of the buildings that were in poorer repair. Possibly Nasa had left those ones to nature on purpose, even. "Yes, exactly, Maya." Nasa murmurs as she continues to walk deeper into the forest. Kirika is regarded curiously, however her following the markers and close was noted. Okay, that was good at least. "The forest is empty, there should to naut being any 'they' to know we are coming." Nasa murmurs. "Is part of why is so quiet. Not even birds or insects." Nasa murmurs, motioning towards the distinct lack of anything but plants, and even the plants seemed to be suffering from the dark magics. Nasa's gaze trails back towards Amalthea briefly, "Is glad you find it acceptable. Beli has also been invited to join Nasa, but she is busy right now, Nasa thinks." She murmurs softly, looking forward again. The further they got away from the village, the stranger things seemed to get. Once green plants off to the side seem to have turned dark and twisted, with will o' the wisp-like fires seeming to burn on some of them. Those who had particularly strong regrets may even believe they see small flashes of things they had lost or failed in the distance. Once in the pathway, there even was a large beast of some sort that growled, however Nasa simply walked through it. She had gotten through a lot on her own already, it seems. Finally, ahead of them, there was a small clearing. Though the lessened trees in the clearing didn't make it any lighter, the forest being as night, and the sky above blotted out by what seemed to be a black mist. "...Nasa was hesitent to move further forward after this." She murmurs, pointing forward towards the treeline on the opposite side of the forest. That black mist continued ahead of them, and even the non-magical might feel something... rather unnerving about it. Nevermind the fact that immediately upon the group stepping into the center of the clearing, the black mist would seem to begin to coalesce into two figures...
Guest Lizbet	Lizbet nods her head. "Alright. Options!" she calls, holding up four fingers. Her four Options - small, ovoid drones painted in the same colours as her armour - materialise around her. She flicks her hand, and the Options all spread out to the sides and rear - all looking in directions other than straight ahead, and keeping pace with the group. Four tiny holographic screens pop into existence slightly in front of and to the left of Lizbet's head. As they travelled further in, Lizbet let out a small gasp. "Kyou..?" But then the apparation was gone, Lizbet shook her head. "Just a... phantom, I suppose..." The LirBiete is absolutely stoic as Nasa just walks right through the snarling beast. The two coalescing figures cause Lizbet to aim a suddenly-materialising gun - around the scale of a shotgun but held casually in one hand.
Kirika	Kirika nods grimly at Nasa for a moment, before she focuses her ears. She was afraid of hearing such, and the silence is unnerving. That's never a good sign in even her experience. The vixen pauses for a second as she spots little lights in the distance of the trees, and her eyes grow wide as dinner plates as though she's seen a ghost. Something in her stomach clenches up, and Kirika feels herself choked as she lets out a soft "Otou-san...?" of shock and confusion. Nothing from the point of view of others can indicate what she's seeing, except Kirika's choked up reaction as she murmurs, "Kaa-san...!?" soon after. There's none of the deep if polite and graceful bearing Kirika normally bears, but in its place is a girl barely holding back tears as though she were still nine years old, scared and surrounded by fire as she kneels before two corpses. Corpses these two people should by all rights be. ~Master?~ A voice only Kirika hears, scholarly, soft, and distinguished. ~My lady, are you alright?~ Kirika shakes her head, and she is knocked out of her funk as she shakes her head, rubbing her eyes. Funny, she doesn't remember her cheeks being wet a moment ago. "I...oh." Carrying on quietly, Kirika narrows her eyes as she pases through the beast without a moment wasted. Fool her once, shame on you. She gently presses up on her sword's tsuba-guard, a glint of metal shining slightly in the darkness as she spots two figures ahead.
Maya	Maya is paying attention she gets ready for hte Forest to make their efforts harder and it's just osmething she's accepted that might come to pass. Nasa needs their help and that's enough to it. She moves with the group keeping alert for who know what might cause them an issue. She pauses did she something? She likely did given this nature of the forest she doe showever make her rifle ready s the shapes take form now ahead of the partybut does not bring up quite into firing postion just yet.
Amalthea	A forest without so much as even an animal is unnatural. Not right. A silent observation made on the unicorn's part, but not voiced due to the sheer obviousness of such a thing. That lone eye surveys the old village as Amalthea prowls about, with the flowing smoothness of a wolf, more than an equine-looking creature. "Try not to focus on what I find or do nor find acceptable." It's a much colder answer than people might be used to hearing from the unicorn. "Then press on." Mused at the spot the faetouched voiced prior hesitance. Kirika gets a long, silent, glance from that endlessly deep eye as the unicorn simply paces on. If anything snarls at her she will actually full on snarl right back.
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	"Is not who you think it is, Lizbet... is sorry. Just illusion." Nasa murmurs softly, tilting her ear slightly to brush it a bit against Lizbet soothingly. As soon as she looked at Kyou, he'd seemed gone. Kirika's own vision would be just a few moments, though Nasa paused to step in line with her, one hand moving to rest on her shoulder. "Is just illusion. To not let it get to you." Nasa murmurs softly, doing her best to soothe the pains caused by the illusions. "My, my. It seems that our student has gathered some allies on the surface. I suppose this isn't that much of a surprise. And so ... interesting. A fox, a doll, a human, and... my, is that a golem masquerading as a unicorn? Quite interesting. I hope to dissect you later." Speaks the left figure, the figure of a drow wearing light red clothing, somewhat revealing and fairly standard to a lolthian priestess, she was holding a staff in her right hand that was topped with a glowing red gem, and her partner seemed to look much the same, save her clothing was mainly black, and rather than a staff she holds two smaller scepters, tipped with what appeared to be onyx gemstones. "It won't matter in the end. We now know she is hanging around this forest again, sister." The right figure speaks. Nasa, meanwhile... looks... moderately horrified at the sight of the two priestesses. "Teachers... so she's sent you now..." Nasa murmurs softly, managing to force her face back to a neutral look, a hand lifting to rest partially in front of Lizbet protectively, turning her other shoulder forward. "...Be careful. They are strong." Nasa murmurs towards her friends. The 'teachers' , meanwhile, simply laugh. "Oh Nasa. You always jumped to conclusions so quickly. We aren't going to be fighting you. Would you please come home? We all miss you dearly." Speaks the left one again. Nasa frowns, shaking her head. "No. Will not." Nasa says, baring her mouthful of sharp teeth. "So be it. We will come for you eventually then. For now... I'm sure that you and your friends will enjoy this." The priestess in black lifts both of her sceptors, while the priestess in red lifts her staff, and black magic wraps around the outter edges of the clearing. "I'm sure you'll be happy to see these again, Na`Sabal-Une." Speaks the priestess in red. And then... black fires suddenly descend into the ground. The ground rumbles for several moments, before the undead burst from the ground. These particular undead caused Nasa to recoil, her eyes widening at the sight of them. They were all well-preserved, they looked as if they had been tortured before their deaths, and ... most of them were fae. Save for one, which stood directly in front of Nasa. A blonde-haired woman who seemed to have been preserved the best, wearing tattered clothing... and tortured more fiercely than the others. Whip lashes all over her body, and whole sections of her flesh flayed off to reveal her pallid muscle. "...Amaya..." Nasa speaks softly. And then they begin to speak, scornful gazes coming from each undead as they begin to close in. "You abandoned us, Nasa... you left us... we gave you home... we gave you food... you weren't there when we needed you most..." Speaks the fae. Amaya, meanwhile, stepped closer to Nasa. "...I loved you, Nasa. You were my mistress. I thought I would find happiness with you, and then you left me Nasa. You watched as I was captured and then fled. You left me to torture. You left me to die. You left me to save yourself..." Amaya slowly pulled two rusty daggers from within the tatters of her clothing, while the undead began to call forth twisted nature magic, thorns beginning to sprout along the ground and hinder movemeent. In unison, the undead speak, "We will get our revenge..."
Guest Lizbet	Lizbet grits her teeth, her tiny finger coming very close to pulling the trigger as the two... teachers taunted their former student. As the undead began to rise, she lets out a breath - despite not needing to breathe. "Options! Point defense on Nasa!" she calls to her drones, while leaping into the air. The drones promptly swoop around and form a perimeter around Nasa, while Lizbet's armour materialises on her body. Another gun, identical to the first, appears in her now-free hand. "Weapon selected: Scatter." She then promptly starts shooting at the closest undead, apparently not seeming to care about what they're saying. The guns let loose glittering clouds of plasma 'dust', almost like fireworks. Basically, plasma-shotguns. They certainly do more damage than fireworks...
Kirika	Kirika narrows her eyes, and she feels herself a bit solidified as Nasa reassures her. Tightening the grip on her sword, it's the kitsune's turn to be reassuring as she reaches over to grip Nasa's shoulder, gently squeezing. A look is all she needs to do before she grips her sword and draws the katana, Kinugiri coated with frost as she then takes off. There's no reason to waste time on words with the undead, and instead of a rebuttal she begins to hack away at the zombies, her blade freezing the wounds shut as she slices heads from their shoulders.
Amalthea	It is not out of the ordinary to be chronically confused for a golem, thanks to her hide of silver-steel. But in the face of the phantasmal figures, Amalthea is utterly silent. Head tilted to keep her good side and good eye focused on the pair. She gives them not a word. True to her own word, she is just an observer here as the very ghosts and dead of the past are dredged up to be used as fodder and blunt tools for battle. A flish of moonlight on silver glints through the trees, and the only sign that Amalthea is still about is that lone blue eye shining through the darkness.
Maya	They soon find they got something ahead of them she not going to take it too hrd, well until they start speaking. She tilts for a moment and she smirks a little bit at being called human but it's brief for a moment. At the thrat of taking Ama apart wll she's going to leat her friend handle that one she's certain they have something to say. Either way she's quiet and polite for the most part at this point. Now they speak up about Revenge here and she seems to get it fair folk, are fair folk. she pulls a card and moves to cast a barrier on Nasa. She has ways to deal with the undead and she startt casting a healing spell to follow it up? Healing magic on her world does terrible things to the undead...
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	It's likely a good thing that Lizbet didn't fire on the teachers. It would have just been a frustrating waste of bullets. If lizbet even uses bullets, at any rate. As she takes aim and fires at one of the zombies, the glittery shot causes it to stumble back, lifting hands to cover its wound, whimpering from the pain. "Why are you hurting us... why are you siding with that evil thing..." The fae zombie breathes out as its body began to decay rapidly around the wound, giving off a rather foul smell as the ground began to sprout beneath its feet, vines wrapping around it as its body ceases its movement, and the fae simply melts away into a single plant with a large blood-red flower. That flower was not just innocent however, as it shot several seeds towards Lizbet, which attempt to wrap around her and begin to sprout inside of her. Which is not likely to be a good thing for a robot... Nasa looks towards Kirika, seeming to only half-register the look. But she also seemed to be getting control of herself, the pit faerie quickly drawing her blades. Which was a good thing, because Nasa's former servant was approaching her quickly, lifting her blade to swing it at Nasa. However, as it swung, Lizbet's defensive option shot the blade, sending it off course. Nasa lifted her blades, but she couldn't bring herself to swing at Amaya, who just continues to glare hatefully towards Nasa. "Too weak to even fight your own fights, Nasa... you aren't the mistress I had before..." Kirika's blade hits the side of a rather large fae, which took the blade to the side of its head easily, falling lifelessly to the ground, where it melted down to little more than bones. However, from behind, an undead faerie lifts a blade made of wood, thorns on the edges and a single blood-red rose on the sheathe. It would attempt to slash at her back, the ironwood sword attempting to slice deeply into Kirika's back. Maya's barrier spell adds an extra layer of protection for Nasa, which is sorely needed since she was doing little more than fighting defensively, unable to bring herself to attack her former friends and loyal servant, gripping her blades a little tighter. Meanwhile, as Maya began to casting her spell, magic of its own began to come from the undead, a small swarm of smaller faerie undead flitting around Maya. One begins to unleash ice towards Maya's back, while another began to wrap vines around her feet, giving rather malicious little giggles the whole time. Undead remaining: 13/15.
Guest Lizbet	The two guns under Lizbet's wings fire at the seeds as they fly towards the Shinki - but her automatic targeting isn't quite fast enough to get all of them. One of them curls around Lizbet's left wing, causing her to wince - does she get pain feedback from her armour? That seems like a poor design choice. Nevertheless, Lizbet can fly with one wing damaged! So on she goes. She casts away her shotguns - which vanish in flashes of light - and produces her beamsword, all four inches of it. She screams out a warcry and dives at one of the pixies. "Try someone closer to your size!"
Kirika	A yelp of pain escapes Kirika as she feels a scratch, but her backpack gets the worst of it. That can be repaired, especially given how thick and durable it is, but her wounds take time to heal as she whirls back to face the other undead with her sword raised. She and the zomfae duel for a short period, their blades clashing together repeatedly as they slash and hack away, sometimes parrying and other times attacking. Kirika's sword begins to burn with holy flames, and she presses the assault as she slashes first at the undead's sword-arm and then its neck.
Maya	Maya finds her self up to her eyeballs in undead it's like being back home on shell three she's aware that this is going to b quite a problem the undead now swrm her and start to cast aq spel shes caught from behind with the ice and the vines wreap about her she's still got her arms free. She lets out a cry and then attemps to cast anotehr spell sending a shockwave of fire from her. "BACK TO YOUR GRAVES!"
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	The scream was the only thing that gave warning to the pixie as Lizbet began diving towards it, the pixie turning quickly towards her -- and she's caught in that dive, likely easily knocked out of the air with a surprised little squeak! If they weren't horribly maimed and tortured, the enemy might be somewhat cute. However, the pixie didn't just take the strike laying down, her hand lifting to touch at that seed that had begun to sprout along Lizbet's wing. "...Grow, little seeed~." The pixie says as she attempts the touch. If Lizbet didn't get her wing out of the way fast enough, or otherwise stop the pixie, that seed would begin to grow, attempting to spread over much of Lizbet's body, as thorns began to attempt to dig into the plastic of the Shinki's body. And what a duel it was. These undead seemed to differ from normal undead in that they had not lost much of their strength. Strike for strike, parry for parry, for a short while, the fae might have matched Kirika. However, the moment that blade began to glow with holy, the undead fae recoiled, and the blade sliced easily through flesh, head, and even rendered the sword itself cut in half! It wasn't over yet though, as a tall undead sidhe lifted her hand, pointed at Kirika. A lance of chaotic energy is sent flying towards the fox. The strike would be highly unpleasant if successful, aimed at her left shoulder. Fwoosh! As the fire spreads, the pixies do their best to get out of the way, but it does manage to take several of them down, leaving Maya with some breathing room. At least, for a few moments. That is, until an undead nymph rears her once-pretty head. She steps towards Maya, giving a playful sway of her hips as she attempts to grab Maya and pull her in to forcefully attempt to give Maya the least pleasant kiss ever. As she performed that kiss, she might feel a couple of seeds slide against her lips rather forcefully, which began to sprout, attempting to wrap the nymph -- now obviously a dryad -- together in an eternal embrace of wood. Oh, right, the nymph is also incredibly strong and Maya just might be slowly crushed in that hug if it'd been successful. Meanwhile, Nasa seems to have gotten ahold of herself once more, standing as that barrier cast over her falls and the options open fire on a nearby undead faerie. Nasa steps towards Amaya. "...Apologizes for not strong enough to have taken you with Nasa. Is okay. You can rest now, Amaya." Nasa says, lifting her twin blades, as the edge of Nasa's blades begin to glow lightly with energy. Nasa engages in a fight with Amaya, trading blows with her former servant, and doing her best to put her out of her misery quickly. Undead remaining: 6/15
Guest Lizbet	Lizbet winces as the seeds begin to grow, the vines spreading... She solves this little issue by willing her armour away. In mid-air. This may seem like a pretty dumb move, but... hey, she's got a pixie to land in! She shoves her sword through the pixie's body and -surfs- it down to the ground. She also waves over one of her options, just in case that doesn't actually work. Once on the ground, she retrieves her sword by simply banishing it back to the Slipway and then summoning it back into her hand. Spotting Maya in trouble, she holds up her left hand and summons a long, tube-shaped 'rifle' to her hand. The Option by her side swiftly produces a similar-looking barrel. "Flying Torpedo!" she cries, as she fires... very small -missiles- at the dryad menacing Maya. High-explosive missiles, in fact. Several of them! How did they all fit into that gun...?
Maya	Maya hs been getting the undea'd attention they are smarter than the ones native to her world, only the liches and vampires had minds of thier own. The lessers were mindless and enslaved souls of the greater ones. Here this seems to be a bit different. She's lose thankfully bnas ha a chance to think. Well until the nymph comes after her and she's grabed she's pulled into the horrible kiss there's a look of horror and also anger, then comes the seeds she's aplmost panicing now a she's trying to get lose. There's a lot of things she's like to say they would peel paint too if she could say them she is not happy about this, she can't get to her cards she can't cast so she's very mcuh going to need some help here.
Kirika	Kirika detects the lance coming at her almost just in time, her hand quickly moving to produce a seal of paper. It glows yellow as the script writes itself. Throwing the seal down, Kirika makes a quick, hurried chant as the ofuda seal forms a magic barrier to protect herself from the chaotic lance, but the impact sents her knocked off her feet. She lands on her back, but the vixen rolls onto her front and gets to her feet, gripping her sword as she charges the sidhe. Her blade slashes at the undead, intending to bring it low with a slash to its knee, then followed by finishing the creature off with her sword's slash to the neck.
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	The pixie was not expecting a sudden lack of armor, and then there was an energy blade sticking through her! Unfortunately, Lizbet did have to use her option, because the pixie melted away to moss before its body hit the ground, resulting in a Lizbet in free fall! But, again, luckily there was the Option there to catch her! For now, Lizbet is left alone to help Maya escape from the rapidly-spreading branches and roots. As Maya struggles, it possibly seemed like there was no hope! Until there was suddenly explosions coming from those torpedos! One of the nymph's arms simply FALLS OFF as its blasted at, possibly giving Maya a method of escape, but even if she doesn't escape, it wouldn't take too much effort from there for Lizbet to cut her out, as the Nymph continues to attempt to basically merge herself and Maya into becoming a tree. The sidhe fighting Kirika, meanwhile, readies herself for the incoming attack, moving so that the blade didn't cut entirely through the leg. However, as she lifts her arm to attempt to stop the slash at her neck, the holy blade simply cuts straught through, cleaving arm and neck like butter. Nasa, meanwhile, was fighting a somewhat losing battle, four of the remaining undead attacking her -- including Amaya. Nasa was making progress against them, and managing to avoid taking too much damage -- especially with the option's help, but being attacked on four sides at once was difficult, even for the most skilled attacker. She manages to finish off Amaya, her dagger cutting through and into the heart of the undead former-human, who crumples with little more than a whimper to the ground. Unlike the others, she lays there rather than melting away. However, there was no rest for the wicked, and Nasa turned to battle against the other three. One fighting with a wooden blade, one using vine-like whips to strike at Nasa and gradually wear her down, while a final one unleashes dark energies... that luckily are washing harmlessly over Nasa's body, mostly stopped by her magical resistance. Undead remaining: 4.
Guest Lizbet	Lizbet banishes hersword away, replacing it with yet another Flying Torpedo. She keeps on blasting away! Where is she getting all thise ammo?! She doesn't seem to notice Nasa is in trouble. She's far more concerned with getting that dryad off Maya. Her Options, meanwhile, keep blasting away, switching from lasers to plasma bolts to missiles and back, each Option apparently able to choose weapons based on its needs. The three of them fight to protect Nasa! But... well, they're just drones. They're not as smart or as quick as Lizbet herself!
Maya	Maya is still struggling she's not one to take this down the tree is getting ahole of her however one of the nymphs arms are no long holding her. She starts to move. Maya gets one hand fre and now stats attemping to wrench her self fre as Lizbet has moved to help her. She's still stuck in the kiss and Maya's looking fuming. Muffled cries come from it and if one knows terran lanuage it sounds like bayloian but it's quite muffled. Maya's so going to do things to the nymph.
Kirika	Kirika finishes the sidhe off, before she then stares at the undead mobbing Nasa. Her feet carry her swiftly across the battlefield, her sword slashing at the wooden sword toting zomfae. She aims for the achilles tendon to cripple her, then opts to impale the undead with her sword as she cuts deeply and thoroughly. "Whatever sins Nasa has comitted in the past, she will atone for them in time." She intones calmly, as she rips her sword free with no doubt messy results.
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	More explosions! More slashing! More ... well, generally fighting, really. Anyway! As Lizbet continues to shoot at the nymph and Maya, Maya is freed more and more, while the tree continues to consume the nymph, resulting in there being a more or less freed Maya, while there was a Nymph trapped in a bunch of trees and roots, the stumps of her arms wiggling slightly as she struggles against her fate. However, after a few moments, she seems rather peaceful, simply allowing the tree to take her. Without Maya. Congratulations, Maya, you are free! To ... do whatever those 'things' you were planning on doing to the now-defenseless nymph. It might be a bit renegade to do anything but put her out of her misery at this point though. Kirika, meanwhile, manages a very effective sneak attack on the zombie attacking Nasa, easily slicing it's achilles tendon which brings it down to its knees, before impaling it. The zombie struggles for a bit against the blade, before it stops struggling, melting away to moss and flowers on the ground, like all the other fae zombies. Nasa, meanwhile, lifts her hands and murmurs a spell, sending two spikes of ice up through the bottom of the other two fae, impaling them, and leaving them melting away into moss and rapidly glowing flowers, as well. The fight is finally over, it seems! The only thing left there is ... Amaya. Who is struggling to move still, her mouth moving a bit as she begins to speak. "Mistress... none of us ... really thought ...that..." She manages to gasp out, before the undead servant ceases all movement, little more than a maimed corpse that Nasa kneels down and cradles against herself, resting her face against the top of Amaya's head in silence.
Guest Lizbet	Lizbet lowers her guns, which vanish in flashes of light. She half-collapses to her knees, and 'breathes' a sigh of relief. They were gone. Thank goodness.
Kirika	Kirika sheathes her sword in an appropriately flamboyant manner as the fight ends, and she very calmly looks to Nasa as the pit fae kneels over in silence. She herself kneels as well, respectfully giving Nasa the silence she deserves. And when she decides Nasa's mourned enough, the vixen pulls her into a hug. It's a tight and comforting hug, with Kirika giving Nasa plenty of little kisses and reassuring whispers cooed into her ear. "It's over, Nasa. It's alright..." She will hug and hold Nasa as long as it takes for the fae to have a little comfort after tonight, and god knows Kirika could use a hug too after the earlier hallucination.
Maya	Maya gets freee at this point and pulls her self away from the nymph she had no desire ti be a part of the tree there's no real sport n going after it she's going to let the tree finish for now she's a wood spirit anyway right? Ither way she watches wondering what happened there with the rest o hte ombies. She looks to them for a moment. "Thought what?!" Well there's no answer there as things ends. "...I think I hit a new low there." She needs to wash her mouth out. "...So now what and is eveyrone all right and Lizbet I owe you one."
Na`Sabal-Une Fang	Yes, they were gone. For now. The undead were gone, but the forest was still darkened. In fact, the forest seemed darker. But there was no danger left at present that Lizbet or anyone needed to fight. When Kirika grabbed hold of Nasa and hugged her, the girl froze briefly as she's hugged, her ear shifting towards Kirika for several long moments. But she allowed her to do the hugs and such, not speaking for the longest time. "...Never knew they were tortured." She mumbles eventually, before her gaze trails towards Maya. She takes a slow breath, before murmuring, "Is fine. Looks like minor wounds at most on everyone." Nasa says, her gaze trailing around as Nasa slowly shifts, reaching a hand towards one of Kirika's to lightly pat it. "...Thinks would like to be alone for a little while. Will mark progress." Nasa murmurs, carefully reaching to close the dead servant's eyes. It was likely obvious what she intended to do after that, considering how she shifted to begin to lift up the corpse of her dear servant.
Guest Lizbet	Lizbet sits down on the floor... then calls her armour to her, and starts trying to remove that pesky plant. Its time spent in the Slipway probably didn't exactly help it any...