Pandora

The end of the last battle had been a bit of a blur; Nyx never really enjoyed being stunned, unless by an excess of Flaming Gumballs, but she'd acted on instict and had managed to hit Lyons in the face before he fell, and now she found herself where she needed to be, so it was all cool. Now, surrounded by the myriad of heroes she'd seen before, it was clear they all needed to work to a common purpose. She saw Nerwen again, with the Rito with the lovely wings nearby. "Ah, Nerwen, you got the helmet! It suits you; looks really nice! " Nyx grins widely at the various other heroes she knows well. Aside from seeing so many warriors together, she also managed to catch a glimpse of her first dragon, which was even cooler than the winged Rito. She'd have been really disappointed to traipse all the way out to Dastan and not even see a dragon. The discussions and battle plans start, but with so many people to organise, this was going to be a bit like herding cats. An impressively large and wise sounding ogre starts making suggestions, and Nyx thinks the party could do well to be led by him. "Hello Mr Ogre, nice to meet you" Nyx almost shouts up at the Ogre so as to be heard "Hi, my name's Nyx, uhm I'm a Battle Mage, anyway could you also ask the other guy (Luke I think it was?) to heal me up too? As well as Tarn? I'm usually fighting fit for the next battle, but I'm not, so.... could you ask him to help me out please? Thank you " Nyx then pockets the 40 gold from Thothwick with a smile of thanks and fishes out a Tonic and the Dragon Scale. She knocks back the Tonic like a seasoned drinker, and studies the Dragon Scale thoughtfully until shrugging and starting to munch on it. "Yumm, tastes like chicken" she grins, eyeing Atramors chicken with a gleam.

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Feeling much better, Nyx draws herself up to her full height (in heels) and switches her Healing Staff for her Book. Atramor's cackle draws her attention. "I'm on it, Atters, don't worry. " She concentrates, focuses, hoping that the tide of battle had indeed turned. She must help finish this. Whorls of Darkness emanate from her Book as she attempts to direct them towards Lyons from the back row.

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Nyx nods in agreement with her comrades and prepares to swing her Healing Staff at herself once more. OoC Sorry; life.

"Atramor, if Phil doesn't strike Lyons, then you'll be dead, and we need as many of us alive as possible. This damn staff only seems to work on Tarn (actually it worked on Xander too, but he's not here, though it'd be handy if he were) so I'm tempted to use my Phoenix Essence on Thothy. That way he'd be at full health and able to target Lyons straight away. My only concern is that it's the very last Phoenix Essence we have, and I really do fear we've got one hell of a fight coming after this. So boys, what do you think? I try again with this damn staff? Or I use our last remaining means of reviving anyone? I'll go with whatever you both think, and Tarn... it's not always how hard you hit, but sometimes that you hit. Maybe you could take on Lyons and soak up the free hit from the back row? (Or take on the commander and take a free hit from Lyons from the back row?) But that really is just a suggestion."

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"Noooooo!" Nyx looks on in horror as more of her comrades fall, including their charge, Phil. "This is ridiculous, how can we have such bad luck?? I have every confidence that Phil will want to strike at Lyons again as soon as he's back on his feet, and there's no sense in risking more of us. I will strike Tarn with my Healing Staff while he revives Phil, if you're confident you can withstand the free hit that is, Atters. Tarn, if your blood is pumping and you wish to strike, then I'll revive Phil instead, but at this stage we need to exercise great caution. It looks like you might have one more heal in you after this (assuming this one works), Atramor. I have faith in us. Surely we must prevail?" Nyx focuses, hoping that the fates favour her with a strong hit, but keep her magics at bay. Never before had she believed so much in outside influence, having always believed she made her own luck, but it just didn't seem to be with her.

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Nyx breathes deeply as Atramor heals her. Not quite enough, but she feels so much better. "Thank fate one of us could get our mojo, uhm, mojo-ing! Right, I'm not quite back to fighting fit, but frankly somebody needs a slap, and I'm well overdue causing some pain to people I don't like. (Still sorry about the unintentional electrocution,Thothy. ) I still have a Phoenix Essence in hand, and I'll use it happily, but pwease let me hurt somebody first. " Nyx hopes her luck really has turned around and begins to draw all her pain and anguish through her book into a heavy cloud of Darkness magic to aim at Rogue Lion Commander B from the back row.

"Sheesh, sorry Thothy, an undesirable side effect. I'm really sorry. " Nyx sighs; her magic isn't designed for defense, but this was necessary and at least the strike had hit home. She focuses, trying to keep the offensive side of her magics quiet and aims her Healing Staff at Phil. "Atters, I'm grateful for your healing attempt. I hope your luck's better than mine."

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Nyx hears Tarns words and hears the blunt truth in them. She eyes the Metasimian thoughtfully, as if focusing her energy, and changes the swing of her Healing Staff to connect with Thothwick, still hoping it will do some good.

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The frustration and anger well up, swirling into a maelstrom of ire, causing Nyx to issue a roar of pure emotion, cursing the fates that have left her so weak. She knows her time is being wasted, that there will be greater battles to face where her items will be of more use, and if she could only get this damn staff to work she could finish off these puppets and worry about the bigger threats. Luck, stupid dumb luck. She and her team could easily cut this fool down, but luck had so far decided to work against them. At least Atramor was tending to Will, and if he hadn't she would have. Luck and fate can't interfere in the purity of a Phoenix Essence, thank.... whatever. A thought occurs to her. Something that might help, and so might change her luck. Summoning all of her strength, she aims her Healing Staff at Tarn, whose bravery continued to drive the battle.

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Nyx sees XX as he walks towards the prison, knowing that that meant that bigger trouble was coming. The look of disappointment was unbearable; she'd hit so many things before, why couldn't she hit herself? "I think we'll have bigger fish to fry than this old fool in the not too distant future, and we've made headway, sort of." Nyx wheezes "Tarn, could you redirect your wrath to the other Commander, as taking a free hit from him will surely kill me if my luck continues in this vein. I have to have hope that we can turn this battle around. We're better than this, together. We've shown so many times before what we can accomplish as a team. We can do this, I believe we can. We have time yet to revive William, he should share in all that we learn from this fight." Nyx closes her eyes, breathing deeply and wincing with the effort, once more preparing to strike herself with her Healing Staff and hoping that fate will look kindly on her. OoC Really sorry guys, thought I'd posted when I hadn't.

Nyx listens, blood still oozing. She sees such bravery, but she knows that throwing herself into the fray at this point won't gain anything. She must come back into this battle at full force. Once more she attempts to dig deep from her remaining strength to hit herself with her Healing Staff, hoping to hell that somehow she can regain her strength and that her comrades survive the next round of strikes.

"Yeah, well so much for you and your healing, chicken brains. At least we have some breathing space now the minions are dead, thanks to Tarn." Nyx sighs and refocuses, knowing that Lyons and his commanders are the more pressing focus for now. She once more moves out of the way and attempts to heal herself with her Healing staff.

I don't think Nyx hates Atramor at all, she'll just react strongly to him trying to wind her up. She's spent a lot of time with him, and still hasn't tried to kill him, so that must say something.

"'don't rely on me healing you, I'm crap at healing' you said, and now you've botched this whole battle, you're suddenly confident you can heal everyone. And I can assure you that my brain isn't barbaric, it's still very magely thank you, but my fists on the other hand do hit hard. That damn chicken of yours probably has more intelligence than you do and I sincerely hope you know more about how Phoenix Essences work than how bombs work. Believe me, you can still take damage, and you need to, especially as there aren't many of us left who are able to. Thothwick, if you'll heed my counsel, please put the party order in order of remaining health, and I don't know about you, but I'm looking forward to a roast chicken supper once this battle's over. "