Rescue the Outsider!

[Vytal Noctura]

Vytal drew to a stop as the young man signaled for them to be quiet. He had recovered relatively quickly for his level of experience, and seemed intent on continuing on despite the set backs. Her eyes lingered on the 'treasure hunter' as he seemed intent on using the potential that had drawn their attention earlier. It was not an astounding amount of power, but it needn't be. Few were born with the full breadth of the Force handed to them. Even those possessing little in the way of power were still worthy of respect if they used their talents for the right reasons.

With a slight nod toward Beric, the Nightmother straightened to her full height. Slowly she strode out from behind cover with her hands out to either side. Veins of bright green shot across every surface and down the length of the alley providing the only illumination after Elliot's strike. Then the moaning began from every direction and seemingly no source. Not until the spectral hands rose from the ground and began pawing at the lower legs of the inquisitors. These were not merely illusions, however; their clutches would slow or even hold their legs fast depending on the individual's capabilities.

The moans would soon turn from a formless droning to that of the Inquisitor's name. Meanwhile the Nightmother's eyes glowed with the same intensity of the pulsating green blood of the damned all around them.

Whomever Beric and Gerwald did not take care of, Vytal would dispatch herself. Ideally they would take advantage of her effort to slow or hold their enemies in place to make dispatching them far easier. Otherwise, a Nightsister would do whatever a Nightsister had to do.

Tag: Elliot Drake | Beric Layne | Gerwald Lechner​

 

[Beric Layne]

Vytal Noctura | Elliot Drake
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The sudden extinguishment of the lamps of the alleyway surprised Beric, but what startled him more was the brief tangle of emotion he'd sensed from the young man that he was trying to rescue. It had not been a full display, but more like Beric had been offered a window which through he could glimpse something much darker and foreboding. It unsettled him, that the boy had so quickly given into the temptation of the dark, put he pushed his unease to the side in order to focus on the situation at hand. In front of him stood Inquisitors; he had been trained to see without his eyes, and through the Force he could sense that they were confused, literally blindsided by the lack of light. Beric had always regarded those of the Inquisitorius as no more than poorly-trained assassins, who's basic grasp on the potentials of the force mediocre at best. The trio before them did nothing to persuade Beric of otherwise.

His mind racing, he nodded back to the Nightmother as she began her incantation. Beric watched as green tendrils of mist spread from her outstretched hands, watched as spectral limps emerged from the ground to wrap themselves around the first Inquisitor. The light of her magic dimly illuminated the rest of the alleway, and Beric decided to leave the lead Inquisitor to his fate and focus on the two behind him; one with a shield and vibrospear, the other with some sort of polearm. Beric was not much of a duelist; he preferred a quick conclusion to a drawn-out entanglement, and as such extended his arm to drag the furthest Inquisitor towards him, slicing his chest open and vibrospear into two with one fluid motion of his quickly-ignited lightsaber. Letting the steaming body fall to the ground, he advanced on the second inquisitor, sidestepping a jab with the inquisitor's spear before using the force to push the warrior off balance into a face-plant. Twirling his lightsaber, he put a foot on the downed inquisitor's back before plunging his lightsaber straight through; the whole duel only lasted around twenty seconds.

Beric kept his lightsaber activated for the light it gave before turning to the Nightmother and Elliot. "That should be all of them, for now. Let us hurry and we will not have to encounter any more," he said with a slightly rushed tone to his otherwise calm voice.