Snippet #1971651

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The trio were almost in reach of safety. They had a good twenty or so feet between them and the wall, Keras keeping both Elsah and the Seer close behind him. They had a couple more alleyways to cross, and then...

But things had taken a turn for the worse. A sudden gust of wind rolled through the alleyway they were crossing. Of all of them, it had to be that one in particular. The gust was strong enough to knock apart the trio instantly, and with enough strength to knock the armored Elf off balance as well!

Keras had taken a pretty rough landing, but it wasn't something that could keep him down for long. Lifting himself up, now soiled from the muddied walkway that he had landed halfway on, he tucked his legs under himself, tilting his body towards the wind, he quickly scanned for an observation of what in the bloody hell just happened.

Luckily, the one-eyed seer wasn't affected from the sudden gust as Keras and Elsah were. He happened to be protected from the building eight feet away as the wind rolled through. But he was still struggling nonetheless. His satchel, full of artifacts no doubt, was giving the aged man some difficulty in trying not to get pulled by the winds. However, as he turned to his right, fifteen feet away laid a familiar body- the body of Lady Elsah, limp and trapped under debris from a nearby splintered stall.

However, he could see a woman, another gypsy, kneel down besider her and tried to recover Elsah and take her to safety. But instead of carrying out the deed, she had stopped and disappeared for a few minutes. Where the hell is she going?! Keras had thought to himself, only to have that question quickly answered. She returned, with a small object in her arms, but she ran past Elsah's limp body...

Lady Elsah, please forgive me.

Turning his attention to the monk, who was losing the struggle against the wind, Keras had quickly assessed one plan of action. Sure, it might be risky, but it would certainly assist the monk with his little problem...

The Elf unsheathed his blade, the runeblade Retribution, and quickly hurled the blade in the man's direction. Keras was strong enough to accurately, and easily, hurl the blade through those eight feet of uncertainness, but with the wind's strength now helping him for the time being, the blade had embedded itself into a crack located in the side of the building's foundation, and was within an arm's reach from the monk to support himself to.

Keras charged towards the monk, uncertain when the wind would change direction again. Making the dash, he situated himself on one side of the monk, Retribution on the other. "Seer, stay low to the ground! The lower we are, the harder for the wind to knock us around! We're going to get to Elsah's body and get us three to safety... AND HOLD ON TIGHT!" Keras yelled to the monk, as he grasped himself around the Elf and the satchel, pressing his back into the flat of the blade, using it as support when another strong of gust of wind came through, tugging at Keras. The wind had shifted again, but it had also died down in this one particular spot for a small amount of time.

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Looking at the monk, Keras yelled "RUN!" and with the winds somewhat calmed in this minute of the storm, Keras pulled his blade from the foundation. With the monk pulling what had seemed like renewed vigor and energy, Keras followed closely behind him, both running towards the limp body of Elsah, seeing another man pulling her from the debris, obviously trying to get her to safety, as if he was ordered to do so.

Reaching the man, Keras and the monk ducked down behind the pile of wreckage, startling the man, making him lose his balance and fall over. Noticing the badly injured foot, he had sneaked a peek at the last spot they were in, only to see a collapsed building in place of where they would have been, if they didn't move when they did. Giving his attention to the man, Keras asked for the woman's body. The man obliged, and in turn, the Elf handed him his blade, motioning to use it as an improvised crutch.

"We're almost there! Stick together, and stay low to the ground, and we'll be fine! Let's move!" Keras slumped the limp Elsah over his shoulder, his right arm securing her legs, staying in the back to keep a watchful eye on the two others. They had to go at a slower pace, but they were oh so close to the eastern wall. A good ten feet or so now...

A boost of renewed energy and strength overcame Keras as he measured how close they were, and he piled forward, grabbing hold of the injured man with his not-so-dominant left arm and picking him up, charging the last couple of feet to safety, with the monk doing the same with his satchel of artifacts. Nobody knows what the body can do when a sliver of obsolute hope breaks through a wall of despair.

As the four approached the wall, they could see that the overhang was nearly extended, and a group of helpful hands welcomed them aside. Two guards had taken the injured man and Elsah, whom Keras did see breathing finally, and a familiar face had approached Keras and the monk. It was Aliza.

"Thank the Revered that you made it, bloodfriend Hammon. And the same goes to you, Kera." She said with relief in her voice, however it had faded when she watched the body of Elsah being carried away. "I hope she will be alright... Anyways, I need to secure the supports for the overhan-"

As she rushed past them towards one of the supports, the wind had grabbed a hold of her, as if it had an invisible, non-existant tentacle wrapped around her, and pulled her away and into the full force of the storm. This was almost instantaneous, and was completely unpredictable, so nobody was able to help her. However, the support stayed in place, despite the strong gust of wind picking up and carrying off a fully equiped and armored shadowlancer.

Observing this, Keras' heart fell. Watching a respected friend, a sister whom he had known for a good while, a shadowlancer at that, being pulled away to certain death was enough to have anybody wish it was them that endured that instead...

Backing away, the monk already away looking for where they had taken Elsah, Keras tried to forget what had just occurred right in front of him. But nobody can save everyone, no matter how hard they tried, and Keras had just saved not only himself, but two close allies and a complete stranger from certain death...