The Slayers Quest

[Ebiris]

Gourry considers that for a moment. "Well... so long as everyone who helps to kill the dragon can get to eat a fair share, I suppose that would be okay..." he then waves a reproving finger at Ralcyon, "But you can't just let the mercenaries do everything! You have to earn your share as well!"

[Merc]

"B-b-but..." he begins to sputter, when Ashford pats him on the back with a large grin.

"Don't you worry, I'll make you into a professional Dragon hunter in no time at all, chubby!"

Ralcyon looks downward and sobs. Ashford looks like he's going to enjoy helping dish out Gourry's punishment.

[Merc]

Lina finds Zel hard at work, albeit starting to look annoyed at his lack of progress. Deciding not to bother waiting for him to finish, she heads back downstairs, and back towards the cellar.

[Ebiris]

Gourry nods to himself in satisfaction of solving yet another problem with his keen intellect and uncanny ability to cut right to the heart of any given situation.

[Corwin]

Taking out an enchanted spoon that glows in the dark, Lina examines the basement, wanting to find out whether the relatively tough vampire she fought was gone for good, or one of those master vampires who were still three quarters hot air.

[Merc]

Lina finds nothing in the cellar other than what she had already expected, a broken cell and the vampire's discarded sword.

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OOC: I would point out that the smoke and gaseous remains of the vampire went upwards through the cracks in the stone ceiling of the cellar, so there wouldn't be anything in there...

[Corwin]

Lina picks up the vampire's sword again, and continues searching the rest of the house, starting from the room located directly above the cellar.

[Ranma_007]

Zelgadis continues working on the safe. It's been a while since something challenged him so...

[Merc]

Under her more careful search, she eventually finds that stuffed into a closet is a coffin standing upright in a room some distance from the cellar in the main floor. Her search doesn't bring up any loot or knick knacks worth keeping otherwise.

From the coffin, she can make out some heavy snoring. It would seem the vampire was not totally vanquished, merely left completely lacking in energy and strenght.

[Corwin]

The beautiful female sorcery genius uses another of her permanent magic markers to write, "Lina was here!" on the coffin in neon pink, and then runs the vampire's sword through the coffin randomly, burying it to the hilt. Pondering this for a moment, she takes another magic marker, this one bright yellow, and adds, "You forgot this," along with an arrow going towards the sword's hilt.

She stands back, admiring her handiwork, and then sets the bottom of the coffin on fire with a handy Burst Rond spell.

[Merc]

The sword seems to have no reaction on the vampire within, but once the fire start, Lina can hear a satisfying scream from within as the vampire pound on the coffin's front to push it outwards.

With it's innate strenght, even weakened, the vampire pushes the coffin's side forcefully open, sword and all, resulting in a sickening sound as the vampire drops to the ground and begins to roll around to set the fire out, not yet noticing Lina.

[Corwin]

"Frawress Victoly!" Lina congratulates herself, smirking at the sight of the vampire's burning jewels.

[Merc]

While a burst rond does minimal damage, the fact that the vampire was locked inside a wooden coffin, has weakness to fire, and being weakened from his fight with Lina and Amelia meant that it hurt like hell. Still, being a weak spell as it is, he quickly manages to put the fire out, noticing Lina as she gloats.

"Great, you're one of those thorough types, aren't you?" he growls, knowing that he won't be able to do much being as weakened as he is.

[Corwin]

Confident that she has his attention, Lina smiles sweetly at the vampire, and slams him with an Assha Dist spell.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did that hurt, Mr. Extraordinary-as-a-Human Vampire?" she asks innocently.

[Merc]

'Shit,' he thinks, kneeling in the ground, coughing from the effect of the spell. 'She -is- one of those thorough types.'

He can almost relate, he used to be the same sort when human. His past can't help though, and while he has no desire to die, not before he settles up with him, he can't see how to get out of this.

Having nothing else he can do, he simply growls at her, waiting for her either to say her piece or finish him off. He wasn't about to play her game and beg or the like.