"Ah it begins. Once I get up there I will destroy Talos and bring him back to master dead. Muhahahahahahaha! I might need some help. Who was it that was very large? Ah... now I remember Ze. He can help me get up there. But where is he?"

Gwaethir smiled, "amusing, but still pathetic," he flicked a finger, and the air clamped onto Jericho's arms like iron manacles, lifting him and hurling him out of the room.

Delmenon continued to concentrate......

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he had slept for so long....dreamed for so long. And he didn't want to wake up, but he was called......one who could command the elements of his being called him to battle. It had been too long since he had been called to war, and he remembered with a proud smile the thrill of battle, and so once again, he woke......and answered the summons.

A vast and mighty roar shook the ground, and in the pocket of half-cooled lava at the base of the dormant volcano, something mighty stirred......

Leaving the enhanced winds of the Throne Room, Jericho once again resisted. He broke the manacles with a thought, and flew back in, though his control deminished in this area. "Tamona!" he yelled, "The floor! It's metal!"

Taking this new information to heart, Tamona magnetically ruptured the floor around Gwaethir's throne, using the jagged pieces of metal as projectiles to send flying at the Wind Lord's head.

Jericho took what control he had, and put the force of the wind behind the debris, forcing Gwaethir to concentrate hard in order to undo their attempts.

This should distract him for a bit. He thought. I just hope it's enough time for Delmenon to finish what he has begun!

ooc:After the person after my post we'll start a new chapter.

in:"I must go up there! I know I'll send a message to Gwaethir using my brain. If I can read other people's minds then I can also send them messages."

ooc:Yeah you might think Lance is crazy but still.

OOC: read What SAAM said he used wind to bring me up their as for the guards patrols I was going up so fast that they didnt notice

OOC: oh! I get it.....Ziff/Lance hears voices in his head because he's schizophrenic! An insane hero....that IS cool!

OOC2: SAAM, could you bring him up while fighting Gwaethir at the same time? Or am I missing something blatantly obvious?

IC: Gwaethir seized control of the shards of metal, turning them back towards Tamona. Still chanting, Delmenon flicked out his sword, the pieces of metal ringing as they were deflected by the blade.
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The stirring creature, awakening at last, listened more closely to the song it could hear through the magic that flowed through its veins. It recognized the tone and timbre, the deep voice and the challenging call. A Barbarian.....it had been summoned by a barbarian the last time, too.....

Ooc: Jericho sensed the others before the whole battle started. After he summoned back their weapons, he got Tamona to wreck the gates as Jericho blew the others up to the city. All the while, Gwaethir was going on in his speech and such. However, I doubt that they would get here this quickly, they still have to take down the guards at the main gate. Jericho set them down right in front of the gate, using his memory to lead them to that spot. He didn't know there were still guards there.

Ic: Jericho channeled all the energy he could muster into balancing out the force of the wind. As the metal shards flew back towards the Drow, the combined strength of Magnetism and Wind was just enough to stop them in their tracks, caught between the forces of good and evil.

IC: magnetism and wind held the metal shards in place, and Delmenon's sword knocked them to the floor...

Jericho's eyebrows wrinkled in confusion as he strained against Gwaethir's power. How is this possible? he thought. How can one's power increase in one place, but not another?

As he strained against the wind, his mind drifted back into his days of training, to the words of his teacher.
You cannot control the wind to use it, you must become the wind. Then manipulate it as if you were using your own limbs, your hands, your eyes. Do not harness the wind, but let it flow.

Moving to a mental stage he hadn't experienced since his younger days, Jericho relaxed, and let go of his hold over the winds power. He let it flow through him, closing his eyes, but still seeing it's beautiful currents.

The air was indeed different in here. He sensed another presence which like him was allowing the wind to flow through it. Gwaethir. he thought to himself. But even as he 'watched,' the presence seemed to expand, to take up the entire room. It ebed and flowed with the wind, and seemed to whisper a sad, but beautiful song.

Jericho was shocked out of his reverie at once. He starred at Gwaethir before moving his gaze about the room.

"What is it?" Tamona asked, seeing his confusion and amazment.

"The Wind." Jericho replied. "It's alive!"

OOC: Thank you, SAAM.....this was exactly what I was hoping for!

IC: "Alive?" Delmenon looked startled, but then frowned, "Why is it aiding Gwaethir? Is it some evil creature he summoned?"