Scene #4170: Chaos in the Deep

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Ela'Ashbel	By the time anyone would arrive, the battle has already begun. Holed up within an old dwarven mine, long-since abandoned due to a lack of any further resources to dredge up, is host of goblins, roused by orcish leaders that mill among their ranks. The few opposing them, led by Ela'Ashbel, were arrayed outside, firing upon them with shuriken throwers that cut swathes of goblins to shreds. However, the sheer numbers were against the handful of Eldar the Farseer had brought with her, hence she had requested the aid of others. Such as Sigrun and Kotone, as well as the local leader of elves, Thranduil. Without their aid, it might not be possible to stem the time. Ela'Ashbel stands near a large outcropping of rocks, with two of her elite warlock bodyguards, directing her forces and waiting for reinforcements before making an attempt on the entrance. The goblins are putting up a bit of resistance, their arrows flying forth from crags and holes where they were hidden, only to be cut down a moment later as the Eldar find their targets.
Sigrun Stem	Sigrun Stem has received the request for aid, stated her fees, and then closed the magical link used for long-distance communications. She's then taken up position a good distance away from the goblins, climbing to the tops of a tall tree to provide both concealment and vision. It's in that position that she's drawn her bow, taking aim at the crags and holes, seeking for a goblin to come out of cover long enough for her to shoot. The wind-infused arrow, when it eventually flies, speeds up as it goes, and as it passes by the Eldar it reaches supersonic speeds, releasing a minor shockwave as it goes.
Thranduil	One of Thranduil's scouts came running into the Halls of The Elvenking with news of more outsiders in the area of Dol Guldur where the dark creatures seem to be congregating once again. It isn't long before he is in his armor, astride his great Elk with a handful (a few hundred) soldiers, also on horseback, and the archers on foot. He leads them to the edge of where the others are, watching and waiting for the moment.
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa had not expected to be caught up in something like this, today yet it had happened. She understood the dangers of the region of the Multiverse belonging to the Imperium of Man. there's a lot of horrors honesly and kotone qwas suited up in stealth gear because lets face it she's not made for upgront fights just yet in the multivese even with all the work and training she's done. "So ... here we are...."
Ela'Ashbel	The Eldar continue their battle against the dwindling forces of goblins. Not that they were running out of fodder to throw at them by any means, but they /were/ realizing that engaging the Eldar outside was a bad idea. However, that didn't stop the orcs from trying something else. A trio of massive cave trolls, urged forth by their orcish handlers, burst forth from the massive dwarven door, followed by a surge of orcs and goblins. Maddened and starving, the trolls rush forward, intent on crushing the paltry eldar forces that turn to meet their might. Ela'Ashbel and her warlocks rush to meet them, even as the orcs inside the hold begin closing and fortifying the mighty doors fashioned ages passt. "Slay the beasts!" Ela shouts, brandishing her spear before she unleashes a mighty spear of psychic energy that all but puts one of the trolls on its back. "Forward, my warriors!"
Sigrun Stem	Emphasizing her aim with magically enhanced sight, Sigrun takes aim for one of the other trolls, and her bow picks an arrow from her quiver with a shaft encased in a spongy tissue drenched in a thick liquid. Sigrun draws upon ambient flame and encases this in the glass arrowhead. She looses her arrow, her aim straight for the troll's eye. Upon impact, no matter what it hits, the arrowhead shatters and the shaft is set ablaze, the flammable materials burning hot and bright, embers flying around as the structural integrity of the flaming arrow disintegrates.
Thranduil	"Trolls...what are they doing here? See that this filth is eliminated. Take care not to kill the outsiders, but if you must, see to it that the spiders claim their corpses so more do not come looking for them." Thranduil is so polite. He draws his sword and raises it into the air, at which point his soldiers and scouts charge forward to join the fight as he remains atop is huge Elk.
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa is knee deep int hings but is more like a fantom and she's darting about making use of grenades leaving them armed in the enemies ranks and getting the heck out of range before the plasma explpsiove go off. To the Eldar her mix of tech would be strange in some areas she's seemingly behind the humans of their worlds, in others? She's clearly ahead, way ahead her cybernetic nature is of the sort that out strips the cold industial nature of cyberentics that the humans in that world have.
Ela'Ashbel	The arrival of the elves is rather well-timed. In fact, had they not arrived, its possible the eldar may have found themselves overrun. The last troll that had not been injured by Ela or Sigrun managed to take out one of Ela'Ashbel's guardians with a swing of a mighty fist, launching the eldar into an outcropping of rocks. His fate: unknown. However, the troll that Sigrun fired upon, quite literally, is frantically attempting to put the fires out, hoping that it can save its own life, but it seems futile as it flails among its so-called allies. The one that Ela had knocked down was getting to its feet as the elves arrived, only to be overwhelmed by arrow and spear. Ela'Ashbel herself wades into combat with the orcs, her warlocks at her side, the trio cleaving a path towards the door. "We don't have much time! Hurry!" She unleashes a wide blast of psychic energies in front of her, sending several orcs flying backwards into their comrades, which opens them up for the subsequent slaughter as sword and spear fall supon them, as well.
Sigrun Stem	The time for carefully aimed individually targeted shots is over, now there's a pack of enemies and it doesn't matter which falls first, as long as they fall. Sigrun goes back to the most normal of her arrows, loosing them after only the slightest of aiming to ensure they go for the orcs. She doesn't even reach into her quiver, by the time one arrow flies her bow is already holding the next for her, allowing her to achieve a rate of two arrows per second. They go subsonic, but fast, and the accuracy isn't impacted too much by her focus on rapid shooting.
Thranduil	Thranduil sweeps his arm out and beheads a few orcs with his razor sharp sword. His son Legolas and his archer Captain Tauriel are standing upon their horses as they fire arrows to compliment Sigrun's. Thranduil isn't thrilled that Legolas is here, of course, wanting to shelter his only son as much as possible. "Identify yourselves as friend or foe of Mirkwood!" The Elvenking calls to the three outsiders.
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa is leaving grenades and the blasts are making a good deal of mess with the orcs, she darts about and in the chaos of battle with her optical cameo she's basically invisable but she's out of grenndes in short order there's not much she can do and she'll tail after the Eldar as they press in to ive them support. "Kotone Yamakawa! There's ors to worry about we can speak more later!"
Ela'Ashbel	Thranduil finds that there is not a lot of response to his inquiry, at least yet. With the doors slamming shut, Ela curses. "We'll need to find a way inside or to get that door open!" She shouts at the others around her. Mercifully, the orcs had nearly be wiped out, clearing the exterior of hostiles with minimal casualties. Ela'Ashbel then turns towards Thranduil and removes her helmet, cradling it under one hand. "You must be Thranduil. I sent the message for you to assist us. I am glad you could make it. We need to get through these doors and inside, if you have any ideas. Otherwise, I will break it down, but it could take a while."
Sigrun Stem	As the orcs take up position inside, Sigrun takes her time to write down a quick note, wrap it around an arrow, and aim to embed that arrow in a tree near Thranduil. The path she chooses intentionally cuts very close to the elf's head. The note reads. 'Sigrun Stem. The foe of your foe. Monster Exterminator. Union Ally. Whether this makes me friend or foe I leave to you to decide.' She doesn't come out to meet, but she does climb down the tree and make her way towards her chariot.
Thranduil	Thranduil furrows his brow. "Why do you wish to enter if they have barricaded themselves inside? Simply place a ward upon the door so they cannot exit and take care of the rest."