[ CLOSED ] THE ANTIVAN CROWS SEND THEIR REGARDS

[ombranera]

WHO: Alistair, Araceli Bonaventura, Beleth Ashara, Anders Detlef, Korrin Ataash, Taashath, The Iron Bull, Twisted Fate, an Zevran Arainai. Guest Starring: Samouel, Cyril, and Merrick, Super Special Guest Star: Leliana.
WHAT: The Crows come for the Ombra Nera.
WHEN: Begins Guardian 6
WHERE: Skyhold/Antivan Border/The Road
NOTES: CW/TW FOR: Flesh hommonculi, violent/gruesome content, torture, blood magic, non-consensual drug use, adult content, adult language, reader discretion is advised. Sign up post, original plotting post, hit me on PM or @ thesouthernbelle if you have questions.

It's a normal morning in Thedas until, abruptly, it isn't. The Crows come calling; they are swift, they are certain, they are silent and leave behind but one witness that won't be alive for much longer (or so they assume). Prize in hand they ride North for Antiva.

Subthreads for portions of the plot are yours to tag around in as you like!

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[arlathvhen]

Well, shit. Beleth is almost too busy feeling cocky about managing that explosion to realize there is another explosion about to happen. But she manages to dart away in enough time to avoid the grenade, giving another indignant squawk at having been so easily surprised. Once the grenade blows, she turns to look back down the corridor, making a face at the mess left behind. But--had she heard more people down that hallway? Was that Antivan from the woman?

"Um--I think--"

She looks at the rest of the group, then down the hallway apprehensively, bow drawn but not pointed down the hallway. One more glance between the group and the hallway, and she bounces on the balls of her feet, before an angel of common sense descends upon her, whispers don't go down hallways of enemy territory alone, dipshit. and leaves.

Instead, she hurries back to the group, frowning up at Taas and reaching up to put a hand on his arm. "Are you okay...?"

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin automatically braces herself, though her barrier holds and she's far enough away where it doesn't matter. But Beleth's question has her turning around, remembering from past experience how Taas is around explosions. She looks up at him, not stepping in closer, but making sure he can read her lips.

"Stay with us, Taashath." Practically the only time she uses his full name is during moments like these, when he needs to remember the meaning of it. Hopefully between herself and Beleth, he'll be centered enough to move on. Whenever he seems ready, she'll gesture for them to continue, with Iron Bull in the lead.

[ombranera]

What a touching moment. It'd be awful if something happened to break up such a charming group- like a low line of Antivan chanting that culminates in a shadowy vortex roiling into being behind them conjured into being by the shape of a mage at the end of the hall, knife dug into her arm, eyes glowing red. A similar, smaller vortex floats at her elbow and she shoves the hand without the knife into it, a massive fist boiling into being, lashing out at the group.

[qunari]

It's behind their group, not in front, so there's little he can do to take the brunt of the blow from that fist. He does spot the mage rather quickly, however, and it's her he takes a running charge at. If he can disrupt her spell long enough, the others may have a decent shot at her.

He's got a feeling running right up to her might trigger some kind of trap, but better he take it now than let her continue to take pot shots at them from long range. They're supposed to be making noise, after all.

[quietblade]

"I'm good," the warrior promises, smiling to Beleth to show he's fine and giving Korrin a nod. "Focus on the-"

Well, shit. This is why he took the rear, though, and he tries to shove Beleth to the side and out of range, before lifting his axe to block the worst of it. Taas barely has time to brace himself, and he groans as the fist knocks him back several steps and makes his upper body scream in protest.

That hurt.

[arlathvhen]

Beleth doesn't have time to register what's happening, pushed to safety by Taas and watching in shock as the fist materializes out of some creepy ass black hole and just punches Taas???

No one is going to believe her when she tells them about this.

But Bull has the sense of things, and he's making a dash for the blood mage. "It's always blood mages. Why aren't there villainous spirit healers..." Beleth murmurs to herself, grabbing a vial from her belt and tipping an arrow in it quickly, before firing it off at the blood mage. How easy would it be to do blood magic when that blood was poisoned?

...Hopefully, worse. Beleth was really hoping it was worse.

[gatheringstorm]

Blood mages. Korrin has fought them before, but every time she does so anew it reminds her why she's happy to blast them into oblivion. Her barrier holds as she immediately reaches for her spirit blade hilt, summoning the glowing blade. Using Fade Step to blur forward, the Vashoth mage swings it at the blood mage with vigor borne of utter contempt.

[ombranera]

There was a pressure plate not five feet in front of the mage; one that loosed a volley of venom tipped darts across the hall. Still elbow deep in the portal and bleeding from her arm the mage snarls something most likely insulting in Antivan about Bull's parentage and twists, the shadow hand at the far end surging forward to grasp at Beleth's leg and drag her up to the ceiling like a doll.

Not that she'll be dangling there long with the strike of the arrow hitting one shoulder and the spirit blade cutting the arm elbow deep in a small dark vortex free- it falls from the joint and so too does the massive one from the spell dissipate. Screaming she flings her blood outward in an arc, the red liquid twisting into an acidic mist.

[quietblade]

Taas is pretty sure he cracked a rib after that punch, but it doesn't exactly stop him from trying to catch Beleth as she's pulled up by the new fist - and again when she's dropped.

Fucking blood mages. He's totally with the elf about villainous spirit healers.

[qunari]

Qunari skin can take acid better than most, and Bull trusts that the barrier will in fact take the worst of it before slamming head-on into the mage, intent on knocking her back and into the wall.

If she's still moving after that, the axe is coming down to bite off anything else she might have to say, aiming straight at her chest.

Talk shit about his Tama, now.

[arlathvhen]

Korrin's barrier manages to block the poison darts, and for a single foolish moment, Beleth thinks that maybe this fight won't be that bad. Then the hand grabs her leg, and with a painful wrenching, hauls her up to the ceiling. She barely has time to give a surprised shout before the hand disappears, which turns out to be worse, because she's still upside down and high up in the air.

Luckily, Taas is there and him grabbing her makes for a softer landing than the ground.

"Oof. Thank you."

She's pretty sure her pride is more injured than anything else. And is willing to bet that shadowy blood mage hands don't grab qunari and fling them around like a doll.

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin's beyond thankful that her barrier has lasted this long, shielding her from both darts and acidic mist. Which isn't to say that the latter isn't incredibly unnerving. Beleth's surprised shout registers, but she doesn't dare take her attention away from the blood mage when she's that close. If anything, her focus is strengthened, and she follows Bull, ready to follow up his blows with her spirit blade if by some miracle she's still moving after that. Maybe even if she isn't. Fucking blood mages.

[ombranera]

The shove knocks her back hard, skull cracking against the stone- leaving her too dazed to bring more than the knife up in a clumsy swing that does nothing against the ax and spirit blade. Bull's blow cleaves into her chest, cutting off her shriek with a wet gurgle- Korrin's blade severs it at her throat.

With the distraction provided by he bloodmage someone ducks around the corner at the intersection to the left and hurls something down the hall, bright, shining, with a burning fuse.

[qunari]

Shit.

The hissing catches his ear as he turns away from the gory mess, watching that sputtering light sail into view. Without hesitation he's stepping in front of Korrin to take the brunt of the explosion.

Of course, if she wants to cast her barrier again, now would be an excellent time. But he's got no notion of where her mana stores are at, and better him than their team's only mage.

"Down!"

[quietblade]

He can't hear the warning from Bull, but he can see the object being thrown and turns quickly, dropping down with Beleth to cover her with his body. He would save her; he could make sure she wouldn't die like Ashaad had died next to him on Seheron, torn apart by an explosion as well.

Korrin's barriers were the only things that would be able to save them from this, and that still didn't mean that the grenade (or whatever it was) couldn't take out the ceiling as well.

Or...?

"Freeze it!"

Ice magic might stop the fuse.

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin looks away just in time to see that burning fuse and doesn't hesitate to act when Iron Bull steps in front of her. Barrier is definitely on her mind and Korrin renews the spell for the sake of the others far more than herself, since hers is still strong.

If they're lucky, that will be enough. If not...Taas's idea isn't a bad one, and she gives it a shot. At least there's one ice spell she knows well enough, and the Vashoth mage works on casting it now, hoping to encase the thing in ice before it explodes.

[arlathvhen]

A lot of things are happening, and Beleth can't do much but watch them unfold. The bloodmage is killed, and she starts to think that maybe the worst of this is over. But then there's something being thrown at them, Bull's telling them to get down, and quite suddenly, she is down, and surrounded by a wall of qunari soldier. She feels like she ought to protest, because the idea of him getting hurt protecting her is incredibly unpleasant. But she's pretty sure he wouldn't move anyway.

His suggestion is a good one, though, and Beleth waits tensely, to hear either an explosion, or a confirmation that everything is safe.

[ombranera]

The ice spell does half the work for it- cracking the shell against the surge of heat. No explosion- but a sticky, globbing spatter of fire- half formed and half frozen washes against Korrin's barrier. A sharp crack of flint and steel signals a second volley, another grenade similar to the first. They can hold or run further down the hall to their left.

[qunari]

Well that's one way to handle the danger. But it's not the end, not by a long shot. Bull jerks his head down the hall, not wanting to stay and have to defend this position if they don't have to. Too many points of weakness to try and guard.

"Let's move!"

Though he'll keep himself between the mage and the next grenade, just in case.