Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170123160700/@comment-17114085-20170218122630

(@Seryio: Well yes. If the landbridge collapsed then there is nothing connecting the broken palace to the rest of the city.)

The bloodied Nord cast a spell at the Breton, Black Winter.

Envy jumped in front of the spell, getting hit instead. He felt his weakened body grow cold and stiff as he was paralyzed. "Fighting dirty are you?" he asked rhetorically. It was hard to speak when he could barely move.

"I am a Trickster." Ortis replied. He then cast Invisibility on himself and disappeared from the Orc's view.

"If I'm going to die anyway, you might as well give me a good fight." Envy asked him.

"I let you wail on me more than enough. In exchange I stole 10 years from your life." A voice from his right said.

The paralysis was starting to wear off so he turned his head to face the right.

"With those years you might have been able to accomplish your goal." A voice from his left said.

"Illusions." Envy muttered. "My goal? I don't know what you are talking about."

"A lie. I can see right through it. You are not the kind of man to join a group such as the Sins without a reason." A voice in front of him argued.

As the paralysis on his hands ended he clenched his fists. "What makes you so certain?" he asked.

From behind him he felt the cold touch of steel through his lower chest. "It was just a guess. From how much you hit me you were quite passionate about something. Someone with such emotion wouldn't just be doing this for the sake of chaos."

Envy reached behind him and grabbed Ortis's head.

"I have no doubt that you would've died in some battlefield in 10 years had our paths not crossed, but I stole those 10 years from you. You die today." Ortis replied. "Farewell kinsman, I'll use those 10 years wisely."

Envy tried to squeeze Ortis' head like a watermelon but he felt his strength leave him. I searched for power to make my mark on the world, but in the end I lost what strength I had and made no mark at all. He thought as his cold cold arms dropped down.

Ortis pulled his ancient sword from the back of the Orc and let him fall onto the ground.

He looked to his right and saw Kyrnil approaching. "Kyneson. One of the Sins has escaped, I wasn't able to stop him."

"Two others also escaped." He stated. "We need to get down to the coast and search for their trail before they get too far ahead."

"What of the other Half-Gods?" Ortis asked.

"They are helping the citizens, let them. Plenty of people were injured, they need their help." Kyrnil replied. ''Plenty of people died too...mainly because of Svenja's recklessness. I'll need to confront her about this...if she is still alive.''