OOC: heh... You may not beilive this, Alf, but, uh, I'm going to be done for the day. So....Please, take over for me, and Let me know what's happening when I get back... Thanks.
-Nogare

OOC: Alright, Nogare.

IC:
Denning's Temple Services hit the spot for Tayro, restoring the young mage back to his full health.

Nogare, sensing that the fight is nearly over, charges forward, intent on finishing the last Hakiem himself. However, he comes up very short, as the Sheikah dodges to the left (2+3[Roll+AGI]) and brings his sword screaming down toward the Hylian. Fortunately, the blade only barely touches the Hylian, and all damage is absorbed by Nogare's Chainmail (7+9[Roll+AGI*]). Neither one is injured any further.

Hakiem 1: 4 HP, 9 SPL
Hakiem 2: eliminated
Hakiem 3: eliminated

Denning: 33 HP, 23 SPL
Tayro: 23 HP
Nogare: 27 HP

Angry at his failure and being hit, Tayro enters a stage of rage, anger boiling inside him.
Thanking Denning for the recovery, he charged forward, his Deku Staff in hand, and as he arrived near his intended target, sidesteped to the right, and aimed for his head.
"This is it!"

Once again, Tayro charges forward, staff in hand. Once again, the Sheikah spots him coming and prepares to be hit. Once again, the staff swings around. Once again, it misses (8+1[Roll+AGI]) as the Sheikah brings his sword up to block the blow. The Hakiem disengages and swings his sword at the Hylian, who has no hope of dodging...again (20+9[Roll+AGI*]). Tayro again takes 9 DMG and is thrown back to the rest of the group.

Hakiem 1: 4 HP, 9 SPL

Tayro: 14 HP

OOC: Seeing that me getting LV3 gives me another extra 3 SPL, let's end this the magical way, shall we? *Prays that Shadow element won't come out*

IC:
"Gasp...gasp..."
The boy was still trying to catch his breath. he surely wasn't suited for physical duels.

I must calm down. Anger will get me nowhere. Seeing that I can't hit him physically, I might be able to deal him a magical blow!
As soon as he thought as so, he began chanting and making strange and arcane movements with his hand, a few sparkles surrounding it. Suddenly, a rune lights up in front of the boy, as he enchants the magical rune with a random element.
"Elemental Burst!!"-he yelled, as the rune morphed into a ball of energy, shot at the lone Hakiem.
When the smoke from the impact seemed to vanish, Tayro observed to see if the ball had hit the target.

OOC: Ah, I was waiting to see how long it would take for you to try that.

IC:
Tayro's Elemental Burst takes on the form of a ferocious molten blaze. The flames rage outward and the Hakiem can do nothing to avoid it. He can't even resist the inferno as it completely envelops him (8+4[Roll+SPI] vs. 20). When the fire finally disappears, nothing is left of the Hakiem but a burned-up corpse.

Hakiem 1: eliminated
Hakiem 2: eliminated
Hakiem 3: eliminated

Denning: 33 HP, 23 SPL
Tayro: 23 HP, 6 SPL
Nogare: 27 HP
Grenada: 41 HP
Alex: 18 HP
Victor: 34 HP
Darilan: 23 HP, 11 SPL
Dogura: 18 HP
Arco: 31 HP
Rose: 31 HP, 0 SPL
Raven: 21 HP
Blank: 34 HP
Shada: 34 HP

OOC: Please keep in mind that, since this is an Event, you won't automatically regain your HP and SPL.

IC:
Shada sighs in relief as the final Hakiem falls to the strength of Tayro's magic. They may have wanted to avoid fighting, but the fact is that three less Hakiems can only be a good thing.

A groan attracts your attention back to the double doors. The Rito girl slowly stirs, rubbing her eyes and her head as she regains consciousness. Seeing the carnage of the fight would have most people cringing, but she hardly seems affected by the sight of a burned corpse lying not three feet from her.

She slowly stands and brushes off her clothing. Her soft, white skin seems like moving glass, and it matches with the sky blue dress she wears. Her long brown hair hangs behind her in a ponytail. She looks up at the group with hazel eyes, and gives them a big grin. "Thanks!"

Denning is about to adress the group on just leaving him, when he sees the Rito.

"Ah, um, hello! How, and who, are you, oh, watch out! Stay clear of those bodys! Oh! And I am Denning! Cleric of Nayru.

The Rito glances down the bodies and shrugs. "What's so bad about bodies? At least these are dead...the living ones are ten times worse." But, because Denning has expressed such concern, she decides to play along and unfurls her wings, lifting her into the air. She glides over the dead Hakiems to where the group stands and looks over them. "Quite a motley group y'all got here? Are you prisoners too? Huh...that's odd." She rests her chin on her hand, trying to figure out something. "Why wouldn't they stick you in there...must be because you're such a big group."

She sticks out her hand abruptly, holding it out to whoever will take it. "Nice to meet you guys! My name's Calla!"

Don't say I didn't warn you! Well, actually, I didn't, but that's only a detail.
Tayro sneered at the corpses lying on the ground.
I don't like killing, but if you're threatening people's lives I have to. For their safety.

Only now spotting the Rito girl thanking them, he smiled and replied: "You're welcome!"
Smiling, he observed her. She seemed just a little younger than him, no less than a year. She was kind of preety, but no-one could match Lillia.
"I'm Tayro. Tayro Wind. Nice to meet you Calla!"- he said, shaking her hand.

As everyone introduces themselves, Calla nods and smiles...as if she knows there's no way she'll remember the names. Grenada steps up last and shakes her hand. "Name's Grenada, Hyrule's Greatest Mercenary!" He shoots Kasei a mean look, as if telling the man to stay in his place.

Shada walks forward. "You said you were a prisoner too? What are you doing here?"

Calla shrugs. "Nothing; at least, not anymore. I was captured by the Hakiems for...reasons..." she trails off, as if that is a harsh subject. Finally she just says softly. "My dad was the Golden Rito..."

come again? I didn't exactly hear you, I was too buisy not believing what you just said... kasei sits down, the hakiems forgotten... i'm listening, tell me a not- lie!

Shada gasps at the realization. This was the daughter of Horohn, the Golden Rito, whom the Hakiems had managed to kill only a short while ago. "Oh, you poor thing," she says as she kneels, wrapping the young girl in a gentle hug.

Calla accepts it for a while, but soon pushes the hug away softly. She shakes her head, getting rid of a few tears that had formed. "Yeah, well...he died honorably. And I heard some of the guards say that they didn't get Daddy's power...so he didn't die in vain either."

"Guards?" Grenada asks.

"Oh yeah." She jerks a thumb back to point past the dead Hakiems to the double doors. "Those doors lead to the main prison area. That's why I was surprised to see they'd put you guys elsewhere, but it must be because there's so many of you. These jerks," she says, indicating the Hakiems, "were just about to take me to where I could be released. One of them grabbed my hair, and so I struggled a bit, which is why it took three of them to get me out here!" She rubs the back of her head. "I still can't believe he grabbed my hair!" she comments angrily.

"So that door leads to the main prison?" Shada asks hopefully. "That must be where Keyru is! We've got to get inside."

Calla laughs. "Good luck with that. I've been here a while, so I've heard some stuff. The key to get inside is on another floor; Zaboorak doesn't want anyone coming in here without his permission, apparently." She stops for a second. "I...I could help you guys get upstairs. I've proven myself to be a fairly good distraction these past few weeks that I've been here."

Walking to the corridor, she glances down it in both directions. Reaching a decision, she turns back to the group. "I can get the two guarding the stairs up out of your way, but you've gotta get out of sight." She points at the door leading to the Moreks' chamber, giving Shada the chills. "Drag those three Hakiems in there and hide yourselves in there."

Rose takes a deep breath. She didn't want to go back into that room, but Calla probably knew what she was doing. "Let's get a start on it," she says, grabbing one of the dead Hakiems.

why? kasei draws a sword, we could just chop em up! or, he also makes a fireball, lets torch em!

Tayro sweatdropped.
Back to... THAT room...? Godesses aid us...
The hylian motioned at Calla, starting to get a bit pale and sick, remembering the room with the Moreks. He remembered that he didn't want to see that ever again.
Never again came early...
"Er.. can't it be the Mess Hall? Must it really be THAT room...?"-he whispered his voice almost unhearing.

Believing that there was no other choice, he grabbed one Hakiem, and attempted to pull him to the room. "Heave...heave...phew! For such agile fellows they sure are heavy..."
Seeing his pulling had done almost no effect, he moved aside for the others to do it.