[X] Spells of binding and compulsion, this too shall serve Azshara.
Your vision begins to be covered with a red mist as bloodlust and raw unrestrained fury overtake you. How
DARE this piece of dirt even touch you, let alone inject vile poison into your body. Mastering your spasming body as best you can, you begin to form intricate spells of compulsion and arcane chains of binding, timing it so that you will strike just as it weakened by the attacks of your minions.
Barrage: (54+5=59)
A veritable storm of lightning strikes the Lurker, electricity crackles over its entire body as it roars in a combination of anger and range. Then jagged pieces of ice begin to pierce through its skin, a few vindictive and skilled mages having opted to freeze its blood directly.
And then you strike
SUBMIT: (50+20+5=75)
Harnessing the already released energies, you scream out your rage as chains of crackling electricity envelope the octopus. You bear down upon it with the full weight of your presence. It
will submit to your will. There
is no other option. YOU ARE ITS MASTER.
Retaliate! (68+10=78)
Lurker wavers for a moment, and then
strikes back, in kind. An eerie light springs forth from its eyes yet it is not targeted at you. Too late you notice the mages all around you falling into infighting.
Resist Compulsion: (68+5=73)
Only quarter of them succumb, however, and your forces focus on subduing them. You however, coldbloodedly ignore this distraction, and continue to focus your attention and will upon the Lurker. It will bow before and recognize you as its master. This is
inevitable.
SUBMIT: (38+20=58)
Resist: (74+10=84)
The Lurker, however, disagrees. While you focus on dominating its will, it has managed to free itself from its bindings and suddenly you are wrapped in its massive tentacles, poison once more flooding into your body.
FUCK THIS SHIT: (97+20)
You don't even think, as your javelins
burn with green flames of fel energy. Vindictively you stab them into the creature's head, and
twist, losing yourself enough to bite at tear at it with your mouth as well. Grinding them in the wounds you dig deeper and deeper into its body, all the while burning the poison out of your body with the same fel fire. Barely you keep your goal in mind and once more batter at its mental defences with the hammer of your domineering will. Then your vision vanishes.
A loud tearing noise as the Lurker pulls itself free from your terrible javelins, releasing your body. Desperate not to let your prey escape, you unleash an aura of intense green fire, burning away its ink and the surrounding water. You see it scurrying towards the exit of the canyon. Fury nearly consumes you again as you see your target slipping from your grasp before you regain your dignity. Disgraceful, giving in to your rage like that.
Icy calm pervades you mind as you are determined not to let it happen again. What do you do?
[x] Freeze the water around the Lurker in the Dark encasing it in a block of ice.
[x] Let loose your javelins. They shall seek its heart unerringly.
[x] Lightning as has not been seen in decades shall come forth and strike this miserable worm. Vaporize it.
[x] Write-in
Forces:
Azshara (Somewhat poisoned,
very calm)
32 Naga Warriors, many of them are wounded.
Commander Naz'jan