Albannar: Chapter 4
 

ok so when we last left, i was on a windowsil in bat form and Draloron was trying to kill me and Dirk was right next to me in bat form.

And I had managed to blow up my room

erik just came out of the bathroom and noticed that everyone was gone. *they must have gone to their rooms* erik went down to a hall and saw a room with a makeshift sign on the door that had his name on the door. *did I even give my name to them?* erik opened the door and walked in.
*finally! such a long day.*

OOC: sorry I've been doing other things.

OOC: you vanished, I'd notice......and I just happened to see one bat, when you vanish and a bat flutters away from where you were it's noticeable. Elves don't have resistance to enchantment unless they are drow, anyway, and you aren't a drow...you are immune to Sleep spells, though! Remember what we agreed about the plot of this side-story?

IC: Seeing her try to escape, Draloron had turned her back into a elf. "I don't particularly want to hurt you, I just want to know why you tried to bite me, and what we should do now."

"Screech!" (<-bat noise) *I need to kill him somehow before he tells the others. Hey is that a mosquito?* she flew off the windowsil and snagged the bug and ate it. Then she landed on the roof on the otherside of the alley.

ooc: look at my sign up it says 'resistance to enchanments'

OOC: I know, but everyone said it was too godmoddy, remember? Fine, I'll fix it....I'll just mess up the spell, and waste some MP doing so

IC: "Damn spell failure..." Draloron cursed under his breath, Binding was a powerful spell, and he had cast too many recently to have enough MP left over....he had enough for some more damaging spells, but nothing else he could think of....."Cora, come down and talk for a while....perhaps there is a way around this. Neither of us wants to fight eachother again, and I'm sure you don't want me telling the others about your vampirism...." he leaned against the wall, a satisfied smirk flashing across his face, "Maybe we could make a deal?" he waited, knowing her options were limited at this point....yet slightly worried. What if she ambushed him? Well, she couldn't sneak up behind him because of the wall he leaned against! He had other fears, but he banished them, admitting to himself that there was a possibility of dying no matter what happened.

"Screech" Flies low near Draloron's head to catch another mosquito. "Screech."

Draloron looked up, "Cora? Nah....couldn't be, she wouldn't hand around...or would she?" he glared at the bat, "Gods, I can't believe I'm trying to talk with a bat!" he shakes his head, not knowing whether to be amused or annoyed. He was thirsty, so he reached into his pocket and pulled out a flask, uncorking it with his knife, he sat down to drink it, the potion clearing some of the jarring numbness of spell failure.

"Screech." Cora the bat fleew out of the ally and changed back into her elvien form. She snuck behind Draloron, "Why are you talking to a bat? You should never use your powers so recklessly, I only let you do that to see what you would do in that situation. Now that I know, I feel that I was wrong about you. If you tell anyone about this, your manhood will not be a happy or long one."

Draloron gave her an odd look, "What in the Nine Hells are you talking about? I warned you about threatening me before....if I honestly come to consider you a threat, I won't waste time with a complicated spell to weaken or Bind you, I'll just kill you. That would solve most of my problems." with that, he turned to walk off.

OOC: Cora, the Godmodder of Threats....."obey or be castrated! MUWAHAHAHA!"