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Date Posted: 16:43:21 12/18/01 Tue
Author: Isobel
Subject: Melee mayhem
In reply to: Ravin 's message, "Helping Tristan and Corum" on 12:58:30 12/18/01 Tue

Isobel found Ravin's reserve refreshing... much better than the oafs who normally tried to paw her, although they had their uses when she needed information and could... persuade them to tell her things. A look of distaste crossed her face as she thought of Justin. That disgusting pig. She would rather remain ignorant than try to tease any information out of that one.

Suddenly there was screaming coming from another cave and Ravin rushed off to find out what was wrong. She jumped up and ran out after him, drawing her sword. Madre del Dios the trouble never stops here! she thought, and was glad she had thought to pick up her sword before entering the cave with Ravin (not that she had had any intention of using it on him... she just did not trust this place).

The sight that greeted them inside the other cave would have been amusing if it was not so horrifying. Tristan and Corum and a harem of women naked in the water... but there was an unwelcome visitor there and it was very large and very ugly.

As Ravin hurled his daggers Isobel slashed at the thing's tentacles, rushing to the edge of the water when she saw one of them fly at Corum... but Barry attacked it and knocked it away. Meanwhile another tentacle wrapped itself around her leg and pulled at her. She swore as she fell on her rear end, slashing and stabbing at the tentacle as it tried to pull her into the water. Finally she cut herself free but as she stood up she lost her balance and fell in with a splash.

Isobel sputtered as she touched something... no someone under the water, wrapped in a tentacle. She opened her eyes and kept them open though the water, now brackish with blood, burned them. It was Marz and the thing had him under the water. She could see him struggling and knew he must be near drowning from the desperate look on his face. She slashed at the tentacles with her sword, finally drawing Muerte since the sword was so unwieldy underwater. She carved through the rubbery appendage as if it was liver on her dinner plate, the disgusting thing still squiggling as it sank down to the bottom of the pool. She grabbed hold of Marz, turned to stab at the other tentacle which was trying to grab her, and hauled him up and out of the water, nearly flinging him to the shore with a strength born of adrenaline.

She gasped and tried to pull herself out of the water but the thing had managed to grab her by the leg and yanked her back down forcefully. Her sword slipped from her grip, made slimy by the water, and clattered onto the shore at Marz' feet as she was hauled under in turn.

She twisted stabbing at the thing with Muerte, wanting badly to swear but she did not wish to lose her breath. Finally the thing's grip loosened and she swam for it, breaking the surface and scrambling out onto the shore, gasping. She spun, brandishing Muerte, but the thing was not attacking her at the moment and she looked to see if Marz was still alive. He was gasping and swearing so she decided he was fine enough for now.

"Where is Tristan?" She asked him, wildly searching the confused melee for her friends among the mass of tentacles, goop that must have been the monster's blood, and ... disgusting! One of the women had been torn apart!

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