The Forsaken Throwdown

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Rhalen walks to a large open area by the lake.


Asmodean is there waiting for him wearing a suit of black armor.


Neither of them look happy.

[OOC: Please see backroom for details, but this is by no means, closed. Come watch the show.]

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The Combat Thread

[forsaken-bard.livejournal.com]

Asmodean glares at Rhalen. His body tenses up.

"...You lied to me."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim has a sense for these things. Call it Bar-Knowledge, Story Sense, what have you, But he knows when these things are going down. So he glides out to have a watch, a bottomless bag of popcorn in his hands. He's gonna sit back and watch, wait for the fireworks to finish, then do his thing.*

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Michael happens to wander outside and eyes the building confrontation with some concern. He decides to stick around, just in case.

[oneman_onevote]

Vetinari stands nearby in the shadows, observing. This is not his area of expertise - but interesting, nonetheless.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_driscoll/]

Erin had not seen Rhalen for a very long time, not since she had left the bar weeks ago. She considered talking to him today when she saw him walk outside. Not one to chase people in search of conversation, she nontheless was drawn outside--for a walk, as that might've helped her recover from the insanity that was CTU these days.

As she walks closer to the lake, she spots Rhalen and another man. Fighting.

Oh, dear.

She has a mind to rush forward and ask what was going on--but far be it from her to get in the middle of a confrontation that appeared to be far over her head, physically.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_chappy_/]

Ryan was outside to take a walk. Until he saw two familiar figures engaged in what looked to be a duel.

He moves closer, as close as he can so he can make out what they are saying, but not close enough to get hurt.

Ryan watches the fight intently and makes mental notes of what they say to each other. He hopes something in this fight will provide the answers he's been looking for.

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

House was drawn outside, one of the few times he'd been outside since coming to the bar. He wasn't even sure why. Maybe because of Wilson's casual comments about watching his weight with all the milkshakes and onion rings he'd been comnsuming, but he felt like talking a walk.

He used his cane to kick the door open and hobbled outside. The air felt different out there, and he inhaled deeply. A gaggle of people seemed to be gathering off to one side. He tried to turn the other way, but curiosity got the best of him and he wandered toward the crowd.

Hwe was shocked, to say the least, when he saw two familiar figures fighting. Duelling, it seemed. Jasin Natael and Rhalen. He knew friends often argued, but this look like all out war.

House kept a safe distance from the action, but could not tear his attention from the fight.

[iseenightmares.livejournal.com]

She can't explain it. She doesn't know why. But the battlefield draws her. Perhaps part of her knows what is going to happen, on some level. Perhaps God is leading her. But for whatever reason, she is there.

She can see what will happen. The two squaring off. The fight is about to break out. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5199183.html?thread=213947471#t213947471) And in the distance, a siren begins to wail.

And Saidin is called. The evil is present. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5199183.html?thread=213948495#t213948495) The siren grows.

The fight begins. Evil magics are cast. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5199183.html?thread=213960783#t213960783) The siren becomes audible, and a buzzing enters Heather's mind. She presses her hands to her ears to block the sound, but is helpless to stop it.

A bird in the air, and the battle-tide turns. The liar takes the lead. The buzzing in Heather's mind intensifies, and she begins to see the world turn. The grass dies. The windows darken. The walls rust.

And the magic strengthens. The liar draws a new source. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5199183.html?thread=213992271#t213992271) And now there is no turning back. The world overwhelms her, and she collapses, screaming. There is no quarter.

(http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5199183.html?thread=213970767#t213970767)