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littlemanpoet · 05-05-2004, 08:23 PM

I'm not sure you'd be swinging a sword at an evil Maia, Eswen. Not unless your sword was from an Elven smithy, and had been forged for such a purpose. The absence of wizards is quite a problem, I'm thinking. When it comes right down to it, once all the bodies are lying about, that's when the real battle begins, and I'm not sure how well the party can stand up against the MS's minions and slaves. Especially without any phials of Galadriel hanging about!

Here's how I see it for Lira:

Lira sat up, and was immediately aware that she had left her body behind. The head was at an odd angle from the shoulders, but this meant little to Lira, for she was fëa now. She had little time to think of it, for she was assaulted by a sudden awareness. A dread being stood between two of the black pillars, chained by strands not of bodily making, as if its very essence had been used against it to hold it as slave there, at the beck and call of the Master. It was not a Balrog, but it was evil and strong nonetheless.

Okay, use that as a basis if you like. Most of what's going to happen, seems to me, is battle of wills.

I take it, Eswen, that you're still feeling your way with the Dark Queen. Fair enough. We'll see how this goes.

05-05-2004, 08:23 PM	#348
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	what happens in the spirit realm I'm not sure you'd be swinging a sword at an evil Maia, Eswen. Not unless your sword was from an Elven smithy, and had been forged for such a purpose. The absence of wizards is quite a problem, I'm thinking. When it comes right down to it, once all the bodies are lying about, that's when the real battle begins, and I'm not sure how well the party can stand up against the MS's minions and slaves. Especially without any phials of Galadriel hanging about! Here's how I see it for Lira: Lira sat up, and was immediately aware that she had left her body behind. The head was at an odd angle from the shoulders, but this meant little to Lira, for she was fëa now. She had little time to think of it, for she was assaulted by a sudden awareness. A dread being stood between two of the black pillars, chained by strands not of bodily making, as if its very essence had been used against it to hold it as slave there, at the beck and call of the Master. It was not a Balrog, but it was evil and strong nonetheless. Okay, use that as a basis if you like. Most of what's going to happen, seems to me, is battle of wills. I take it, Eswen, that you're still feeling your way with the Dark Queen. Fair enough. We'll see how this goes.