It is Begun... (Episode 0, 'Pilot')

The huge worm bellows in pain and rage, as the frost from the staff's spell engulfs it. It rises up as far as it can reach into the air, but falls to connect with the crafty Trickster.

"Freeze, now sssizzle!"

Natrix's staff reversed polarity to call down a fiery sphere onto the wurm!

First ice and now fire, the big spiky worm's hating life, as it can't fly to retaliate.

She'd been flashy but now Natrix had to conserve her staff's strength. Though she still used it as a focus, the power which flowed through her staff was her innate magic: a beam of fire aimed right at the worm's maw!

"Sssizzle!"

The giant worm thrashes and chews up some of its surroundings to put the fire out burning in it mouth.

"Why do you attack me, worm?!"

Natrix decided to be a bit less cautious after all.

"Crackle!"

A lightning bolt shot from her staff to electrify the beast!

The massive Spikeworm tries to evade the incoming bolt of lethal electricity. It dives to one side, as it is hit by a glancing strike and..

It is Begun...

In the waning moments of twilight, a shapely beautiful female, Tiefling ascends broken steps winding up a steep overgrown hillock. Fallen columns and remnants of ancient walls litter the forlorn landscape, as twisted trees seem to reach out for her. Scantily clad and tattooed, she grips a long gun, as she climbs.

Reaching the top of the rise, she sees a large winged beasts resting the branches of a gnarled tree. It notices her see well, and takes flight; hovering just above the tree. The great winged beast has three heads: A goat, a lion, and dragon. The dragon head opens its mouth and bellows out a a gout of flames, reaching halfway to the Tiefling. A warning to come no closer...

Leh'veia whistles a quick note from the start of The Song of Creation and an illusory star forms behind her head and begins to orbit around her head. Without missing a beat she brings her lyre into position, continuing the song started by her whistle. The melodies merge and intones her spell, the magic of Creation, the foundation upon which the whole of existence is founded weaves it's way into the mind of the beast. Below the tiefling woman dances and spins in time with the music, her routine well practiced and familiar. She gives a brief thought to how sad it is this creature, for all it's savage beauty, can't appreciate the performance she is giving. Each step in time, the motion of her body accentuating the notes of the song. If the creature were more than mere beast it might not even require the spell to be held captive by Leh'veia. By now the beast feels its muscles seizing into place, becoming like the stone upon which the bard delicately steps. It remains now only to see if it will succumb like so many great men and women have before.

The three-headed monstrosity hovers, as each individual head moves rhythmically to the sound of the voice and movement of the lovely intruder's body. Then, suddenly, the wings stop, the monster's whole body goes rigid, and it plummets straight down into the gnarled tree within which it has so recently been napping.

With the beast temporarily subdued, Leh'veia retrieves the demon So'yee, bound to her service and commands it to take rifle form, then her Broom of Flying, a wonderfully carved and inlaid cherry wood shaft whose bristles are made of a beautifully array of colorful flight feathers, a gift from some former patron or another, "Or was this taken as payment from one of those who thought me simple whore? No matter, onward."

Standing aside her broom she issues the command word and flies to where the beast dangle helplessly awaiting it's fate.

"Well, such a marvelous creature. Its a shame to destroy you really, but the challenge is not a test of mercy. At least, i don't think it is. Either way, I will make this as quick as I can." Leveling her weapon at the beast, placing the muzzle as close to it's heart as she can approximate, she opens fire.

The demon long gun's bullet pierces into the beast's chest, but still it breathes. The creature springs to life and lunges for the bard. Biting and clawing at it's attacker. The claws rip into Leh'veia's clothing and scratch into her flesh beneath.

"Bad kitty!" Leh'veia chides as another star appears briefly above her head, she then sings another tune and her motions increase in speed as So'yee changes into revolver form and she flies away she firing another shot at the chimera.

Taking a swipe as the enticing bard flies out of its clawing grasp, the Chimera quickly gives chase easily matching the speed of the broom. The dragon head bites and the goat horns slam into Leh'veia in midair.

Reeling from the vicious attack, Leh'veia unleashes another spell, hoping to overwhelm the creature's mind, filling its mind (...minds?) with maddening noise. While it is reeling from the magical assault, the bard uses her song to create another star mote.

The Chimera shakes all three of its heads in annoyance of the sound Leh'veia is producing and veers wide of her.

As the creature flees, she stabs at it with So'yee, then flies up over the tree to maintain her vantage point as the demon transforms back into a rifle. Once she's at her final vantage point, she fires again using the magic granted speed.

The Chimera endures both blade and bullet, then turns and flies directly toward Lehv, but coming up just shy of being able to attack her beofre the lovely bard can attempt to stop the three-headed guardian once again.

As the chimera enters the range of her spell, Leh'veia returns to the previous verse of her song, laying similar, but slightly weaker magic upon it. She follows that with another shot from So'yee before rocketing up and away from her previous position to maintain the distance from the beast.

The Chimera fights off the urge to scatter this time with the painful sound the bard creates and zooms straight up behind Leh'veia.

The demon gun fires...