Prompt: Pulse-pounding excitement (in combat)!
An excerpt from
Hell Chapter! Context: Mahariel, Ariane, Finn and Fenris confront Anders, post-boom. 570 words.
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“I should have killed you when first you violated Kristoff’s corpse, spirit,” the Warden growled, unsheathing her elven knives.
“Wait!” Finn cried. “Anders, it’s Finn, Florian, Flora, from the Tower, do you remember? We trained as spirit healers under Senior Enchanter Wynne together!”
“Pointless.” Fenris brushed past him, and Finn caught the elf’s arm. “Wait! Maybe there’s a way we can -”
The Tevinter looked back at him with disbelief, raising one hand to cuff him away. Violet-white light flashed from above; his brands alight, Fenris let go of Finn, staggering slightly as the arcane bolt hit him. “Of course I remember you, Finn,” Anders said.
“Wonderful! Then - ”
“That’s why you’re not all on fire,” Anders continued. “I wanted to give you a chance. The Circle never chafed you, but you must be intelligent enough to see how its policies of oppression must end. The boil must be lanced. Stand with us.”
Finn’s head swiveled to stare at the impaled templars across the hall. “Anders, this is madness!”
Anders sighed and lifted his staff. Quietly, as if speaking to himself, he said, “The right to shoot lightning at fools...”
Ariane’s invocation of Elgar’nan cut off abruptly as lightning forked down from above. Finn’s world went white with pain for a moment, then cleared; he’d barely gasped a breath when another strike hit him. Vashti and Ariane both were stumbling, trying to climb the stairs toward Anders but seizing every few moments. The fireball would be next, surely. Except... where was Fenris?
Finn caught a moment’s glimpse of the elf running up the stairs, huge blade hoisted in two hands. Lightning flashed down its length, then - crackled, sparked over his skin, following the network of lyrium straight down to the ground. Reaching the top, he swung and -
Everything went white again, and when he sagged against the stairwell, panting, he saw Anders, dodging, wave his hand. A wall of ice materialized, expertly trapping Fenris’s blade within it. He abandoned it without a moment’s hesitation. “I need no weapon to finish you!”
Finn flinched, expecting another lightning strike, but the tempest was over. Vashti and Ariane were already flying up the stairs; he followed, robes hitched up to his knees. He couldn’t
help if he couldn’t
see. Anders completed another incantation, and he nearly staggered when he recognized it.
At the top of the stairs, Vashti charged, her two dar’missu at the ready. Fenris had pulled up short, gone defensive - Finn knew exactly why. “Ariane, cleanse him!”
The allan’isa hesitated a bare moment - Finn knew she
wanted to call down the fury of the gods on the abomination, it seemed to make the most sense - but to his relief, she listened. Dirthamen, the Dalish god of secrets, could untie the knots of magic - including the very nasty Spirit spell that was otherwise going to make Fenris explode in a mass of bone and guts.
The lines of a repulsion glyph glowed white on the floor under Anders, and Vashti came tumbling back towards them. Finn whirled, tracing the contours of the glyph of neutralization in his mind and trying to ignore the sick feeling in his stomach. Because even though Anders’ staff was on the floor, and his arm was dripping blood, his
other arm still came down and -
And then Finn was
burning.
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So... yeah. It's got that blow-by-blow, round-by-round, who-does-what structure that's usually contra-indicated.
In a one-on-one fight, I think it's simple enough to back out of exactly what's going on (parry high, feint left, strike right, etc) and go to more gripping generalities (The duke's parries were almost lazy, as if moving to intercept Grim's blade was beneath him). Should I have done that for a many-on-one? Spoken of "spells flying" without hitting the game mechanics? Used Anders' 'spirt helper' to justify enough (vaguely specified) powers to hold off four attackers?
I know I needed to hit the mechanics to get the chapter written; without referencing the spells to give me some structure as to what the mages could and couldn't do, I would have been stuck forever. But once I had a sense of what was happening, should I have erased the mechanical specifics from the text?
Modifié par Corker, 04 juin 2012 - 06:15 .