~Act 2: Theselak Forged...~

[Nosdyn]

"Cerna..." Nosdyn began. But he hesitated. He was trying to figure Aranor out, he was a variable in a long list of variables. That was the part of it that didn't sit well with Nosdyn. Here in front of Nosdyn was an all but entirely unknown quantity. He narrowed his eyes for a moment. Keeping close to his wife he looked at Aranor the entire time. He looked at his companions a moment later. There was an unspoken bond between Nosdyn and his undead. Rules, orders, laws.

His mind was sharp and working quickly. He hesitated. On a field where there were too many variables...Nosdyn couldn't afford to make a mistake. There was too much at stake. He clutched his weapon closely to his person for a moment or two. He felt nervous as he observed Aranor and he spoke a short time later. "You are in over your head." He told Aranor, taunting the man carefully. He was trying to learn about how the other man operated, learn as much as he could. His eyes were narrowed as he studied Aranor.

Aranor looked at Nosdyn with a raised eyebrow. "You know why I am here Nosdyn." He looked at the demon lord with a neutral expression at that point. "Yet, you hesitate knowingly. Why?" Aranor asked.

"You misunderstand." Nosdyn began. "The position you're in Aranor." Nosdyn kept the man talking, kept messing with the man's head. "I hesitate only to keep my people and my city safe. You on the other hand have no idea what we are capable of..." He said quietly.

[Cerna]

Cerna narrowed her eyes as she prepared her plan of attack on Aranor. She has had enough of his mind games and enough of his bullshit. She won't dare attack without her husband's command though

[Nosdyn]

Aranor looked at Nosdyn carefully. "Why are you still hesitating?" The orc asked of Nosdyn.

Nosdyn carefully considered his response. He looked at his wife calmly, nodded and then looked at Aranor. "I have people under my charge, people to protect. You should understand, you were a King once yourself." Nosdyn said with some degree of admiration.

Aranor narrowed his eyes coldly. "Maybe once but that life has long since passed." Aranor said calmly. He looked at Cerna. "If you won't yet react I'll make this plain as day for you. I am here to kill you are but most important, I am here to make your woman suffer." He raised his hand and pointed it towards Cerna calmly.

Nosdyn still hesitated. He wanted to see the full effect of Crux's warding and the severing effect. He knew one thing from the encounter with Aranor. He owed Crux big time. He looked at his wife seeing the full effect of the warding. "Kill him." Nosdyn finally said...

[Cerna]

Cerna nods and began to attack, rushing at Aranor with a tactical charge. She was calm. Calculating. She sweeps her weapon in a slashing motion that resembled a tidal wave about to hit the shore.

[Nosdyn]

Nosdyn observes his wife's form and technique. She'd grown powerful in a short period of time. He waited as his wife attempted to take care of Aranor. Nosdyn kept his eyes locked on Aranor. Still, Nosdyn hesitated. He had to be absolutely certain that Crux's power had warded his wife.

He'd move once he was sure...

Aranor kept trying to focus his powers of pain and torment on Cerna. As he kept trying, he was realizing that his power no longer influenced her, and in fact, were fading out all together. "NO!" Aranor yelled in a cursed rage. "You can't have her!" Aranor yelled in his frustrations but it was too late, Cerna had begun her skilled attack.

Nosdyn already learned what he needed to learn and began to stalk towards Aranor's position...

[Cerna]

Cerna attacked with certainty. She was a free Draenei now and she soon saw her mate stalking toward them. She grins and kept up her attack

[Nosdyn]

Cerna scored a critical strike against Aranor. He took a step backwards, staggered. He clutched at the injury she gave him. His eyes narrowed as he spotted Nosdyn slowly on the move. For Aranor, Nosdyn was the big question mark with his dangerous weapon. He began to try to form a gate so he could flee the scene.....

Nosdyn clutched his weapon with both hands as he approached Aranor and Cerna. "You're trying to run are you not?" He accused Aranor. Nosdyn knew the type, he'd fought several people who were cowards and attempted to fight from a distance to hurt him. He considered his most recent battle for a moment and kept his face serious. A few moments later he was upon Aranor. He swung his weapon right at Aranor's mid section of his body...

[Cerna]

Cerna followed up with a swift strike to Aranor's back which knocked him down. Two of Aranor's followers attack Cerna with bolts of dark energy to knock her out as they flee with their king in tow. He will not be an easy opponent to truly kill, But they at least left their mark on him

[Nosdyn]

Nosdyn narrowed his eyes as he saw that occur. His initial assessment of Aranor was correct: That man is a coward. He knelt down before his wife and picked her up gently. His eyes holding a rage that was present there. He held her closely and walked to the healer temple of their city and took his wife there. "Heal her." Was his simple command as he placed her on an empty bed gently. He held her hand gently the entire time. He could not loose her and he stayed by her side the whole time. Lady Xelldra and the others began to heal her right away.

Nosdyn was lost in thought as he considered all he had learned....

[Cerna]

Cerna laid unresponsive in the bed for some time. Her breath was shallow and labored. But she refused to go down this way. Not after all the pain and torment she had to struggle through to get this far. "Nosdyn....I'm Sorry....." She whispered softly as she tried to muster her strength. She did her best to make her apology loud enough for him to hear it. She failed to kill Aranor and this was in her eyes a failure