Post by K Man on Sept 10, 2008 15:16:58 GMT -5
{Ok...so who else is so busy they can't remember what day of the week it is...sheesh! Here's the soonest post I could manage. *rolls eyes*}
SEA GREEN
All Others -
Seeing the carnage spread out into the hallway, you rush in to offer what you can to the pressed Dwarven forces. The clerics of 'The Master' raise their hands high, calling upon the powers of death and vile energy as they can. Sickening waves sprout from their fingers, rays of miasmic energy strike Dwarves. Hardy as they are, their numbers are dwindling with each magical assault--they will not last long at this rate. Another of the casters raises his hands and shouts, bringing down the hall of the grand roof on the Dwarves in the Northwest corner. They fall to one knee, beaten by tons of heavy stone.
Gro-Bug, with a roar, emerges from the tunnel and closes the distance to the backs of 'The Masters' agents. [Double move]
Ella follows suit, hurling a spear at the Clerics' back as she guides Sax through the rough terrain. [Attack Results = miss] The spear sails wide though, getting lost in a pile of bodies just North of the Cleric.
The Dwarves return the attack, felling one of two of the full-plated warriors but failing to increase their overall chances of victories. Try as they might, the blades of their axes never reach the clerics in the rear of the advancing line.
Sean - [No Post]
The Dwarven Clerics try to return the attack with their own barrage of magic. Gouts of flame and bursts of sound consume the full-plated men but do little to reduce their ranks. Even in the pitch of battle, you can see the frustration on the faces of the Dwarves...their magic is failing them.
The armored men on the front lines press the attack, wounded and beaten as they are the advantage is still theirs. They fell one more of the wounded Dwarves, cutting him down and stepping over his body to advance on those against the wall.
It appears you've come at quite an opportune time to help.
[Initative: Death-Speakers (21), Gro-Bug (20), Ella (18), Dwarves (15), Sean (14), Dwarven Clerics (12), Full-Plate warriors (11)]
Map;
<<<LEGEND (Was a GREAT Movie)>>>
G = Gro-Bug
E = Ella
S = Sean
d = Dwarf
C = Dwarf Cleric
m = Full Plated Man
X = Full Plated Cleric (Death-Speaker)
Hallway is 150' long, 75' wide
Detritus covers the floor in sporadic places making charging impossible, but does not otherwise hinder movement.
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Natsumi -
Lord Amassu ignores your words, stepping over you as he charges into battle. He leaves a trail of floating sand in his wake, each step of his massive stride rumbling the dunes like thunder from the sky. You search around for a safe place to remain far from this battle, finding the only place of safety to be the cloud throne that brought you here. You slip to the fluffy dias and hide behind it, watching as it unfolds.
Amassu is the better warrior, of that you're certain as his first two blows fell one of the sand giants within seconds. However, the advantage of numbers proves to be with the sand giants as they quickly surround the massive Sky-King and lands many of their own blows. By the time Amassu has felled another of the sand giants, an insect of immense proportions burts forth from behind the dunes, ridden by a sand giant.
The creature looks part praying mantis, part spider, mostly scorpion. Massive claws snap and pinch at everything before them while a thick tail wavers back and forth spraying a sea of hissing poison everywhere. The sand giant atop the massive insect struggles to keep it under control while the others struggle to get out its way. Once it sets its compound eyes on the Sky-King, it looses a horrible hissing sound and scuttles across the dune. It wraps massive claws around the cloud giant while its' stinger drives into his chest repeatedly.
Still, the Sky-King persists. Amassu wrestles free of the beast and nearly cracks its exoskeleton open with a resounding blow from his mace. He spins, leveling another of the sand giants which leaves only two standing. The Sky-King then focuses on the insect monster and its rider, driving the beast back towards the dunes' edge. Despite more repeated stabs from the stinger and more cuts into his flesh, Amassu prevails and eventually cracks the thorax of the beast wide open spilling its green innards all over the dune. The rider is not far behind in the race to the afterlife as Amassu buries his massive mace in the riders' skull seconds later.
Another glancing wound from one of the remaining giants, then Amassu lays him out too. The last of the sand giants turns and runs, dropping his scimitar in the sand. Amassu considers giving chase, but flips his mace over end and uses it to steady himself.
"Tell all your kind!" He calls out in his booming voice. "I am the Sky-King!"
The sand giant never looks back, and thankfully so as Amassu collapses to he dune. He breath comes in short raspy, gasps. His is covered in his own blood, that of the sand giants, and the oozing poison of the insect. His once alabaster complexion is a dirty, grimy mess of gore and residue. His hair is tussled into a ratted pile and his clothing is tattered.
Laying there, gasping for breath, Amassu calls for you. "Bard?"
DARK RED[/size]
Lenny -
{No post from Fangor, I know he's ultra-busy, so I'll re-paste for him.}
[Open Lock and Move Silently Checks] Moving like a stealthy cat, you slip your head into the opening unnoticed. The man below is a middle-aged human clad in the full plate bearing the mark of 'The Master'. He leans heavily on a railing that looks down over a large open area of a warehouse below. The man waits intently for a group of more armored clerics down below to open the double doors leading outside.
The clerics below are casting preparatory spells and suiting up for the fight they hear beyond the doors. Aside from this, the warehouse is relatively open save for a few wooden boxes and sparse accommodations.
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All Others -
Tyrano lays into the nearest Death-Speaker, nearly removing his head clean from his shoulders. [Attack Results = three hits, one crit failed to confirm] The middle blow is most devstating, connecting with the mans' neck and gouging deep into his throat. You can hear raspy wheezing from his windpipe, but still he stands.
Wanderer cracks his enemy on the skullcap and sends the man to the ground. [Attack Results = hit, knocked unconscious] The man collapses in a metal heap, having been soundly beaten. His chest plate moves little, so you can tell he is alive if not going to have one hell of a headache later. Wasting no time, Wanderer steps over his collapsed form and lays into the next man with more force. [Attack #2 = Hit, Damage = 17] That man staggers and must use the door for a brace to remain upright. He will not survive another blow.
Gildas steps in to attack. [Attack results = miss] Unfortunately, the mans' own staggering keeps him safe as Gildas fails to connect. The Death-Speaker lives yet still...for a little while.
The door is suddenly and violently pulled inward. Inside stand five more men in full plate, each bearing the mark of 'The Master'. They all seemed shocked that you bested their guards but their shock quickly fades into anger.
{I'll give you guys a benefit round and say that the wounded Death-Speaker staggers and loses his round while the others prepare.}
[Init: Tyrano (14), Wanderer (13), Gildas (10), Death-Speaker (5)]
<<<LEGEND>>>
T = Tyrano
G = Gildas
W = Wanderer
1 = Death Speaker 51 Damage Taken
2 = Death Speaker (Unconscious, Under Wanderer's feet.)
3 = Death Speaker
4 = Death Speaker
5 = Death Speaker
6 = Death Speaker
7 = 'Leader' Death-Speaker
SEA GREEN
All Others -
Seeing the carnage spread out into the hallway, you rush in to offer what you can to the pressed Dwarven forces. The clerics of 'The Master' raise their hands high, calling upon the powers of death and vile energy as they can. Sickening waves sprout from their fingers, rays of miasmic energy strike Dwarves. Hardy as they are, their numbers are dwindling with each magical assault--they will not last long at this rate. Another of the casters raises his hands and shouts, bringing down the hall of the grand roof on the Dwarves in the Northwest corner. They fall to one knee, beaten by tons of heavy stone.
Gro-Bug, with a roar, emerges from the tunnel and closes the distance to the backs of 'The Masters' agents. [Double move]
Ella follows suit, hurling a spear at the Clerics' back as she guides Sax through the rough terrain. [Attack Results = miss] The spear sails wide though, getting lost in a pile of bodies just North of the Cleric.
The Dwarves return the attack, felling one of two of the full-plated warriors but failing to increase their overall chances of victories. Try as they might, the blades of their axes never reach the clerics in the rear of the advancing line.
Sean - [No Post]
The Dwarven Clerics try to return the attack with their own barrage of magic. Gouts of flame and bursts of sound consume the full-plated men but do little to reduce their ranks. Even in the pitch of battle, you can see the frustration on the faces of the Dwarves...their magic is failing them.
The armored men on the front lines press the attack, wounded and beaten as they are the advantage is still theirs. They fell one more of the wounded Dwarves, cutting him down and stepping over his body to advance on those against the wall.
It appears you've come at quite an opportune time to help.
[Initative: Death-Speakers (21), Gro-Bug (20), Ella (18), Dwarves (15), Sean (14), Dwarven Clerics (12), Full-Plate warriors (11)]
Map;
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|Cdm X |
|ddm |
| m mX |
|d dm |
|C m X |
| mm |
|d d dm |
|C m |
|d d m |
| m |
| d m |
|d |
| d m |
|C mX G |
|dmm E |
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<<<LEGEND (Was a GREAT Movie)>>>
G = Gro-Bug
E = Ella
S = Sean
d = Dwarf
C = Dwarf Cleric
m = Full Plated Man
X = Full Plated Cleric (Death-Speaker)
Hallway is 150' long, 75' wide
Detritus covers the floor in sporadic places making charging impossible, but does not otherwise hinder movement.
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Natsumi -
Lord Amassu ignores your words, stepping over you as he charges into battle. He leaves a trail of floating sand in his wake, each step of his massive stride rumbling the dunes like thunder from the sky. You search around for a safe place to remain far from this battle, finding the only place of safety to be the cloud throne that brought you here. You slip to the fluffy dias and hide behind it, watching as it unfolds.
Amassu is the better warrior, of that you're certain as his first two blows fell one of the sand giants within seconds. However, the advantage of numbers proves to be with the sand giants as they quickly surround the massive Sky-King and lands many of their own blows. By the time Amassu has felled another of the sand giants, an insect of immense proportions burts forth from behind the dunes, ridden by a sand giant.
The creature looks part praying mantis, part spider, mostly scorpion. Massive claws snap and pinch at everything before them while a thick tail wavers back and forth spraying a sea of hissing poison everywhere. The sand giant atop the massive insect struggles to keep it under control while the others struggle to get out its way. Once it sets its compound eyes on the Sky-King, it looses a horrible hissing sound and scuttles across the dune. It wraps massive claws around the cloud giant while its' stinger drives into his chest repeatedly.
Still, the Sky-King persists. Amassu wrestles free of the beast and nearly cracks its exoskeleton open with a resounding blow from his mace. He spins, leveling another of the sand giants which leaves only two standing. The Sky-King then focuses on the insect monster and its rider, driving the beast back towards the dunes' edge. Despite more repeated stabs from the stinger and more cuts into his flesh, Amassu prevails and eventually cracks the thorax of the beast wide open spilling its green innards all over the dune. The rider is not far behind in the race to the afterlife as Amassu buries his massive mace in the riders' skull seconds later.
Another glancing wound from one of the remaining giants, then Amassu lays him out too. The last of the sand giants turns and runs, dropping his scimitar in the sand. Amassu considers giving chase, but flips his mace over end and uses it to steady himself.
"Tell all your kind!" He calls out in his booming voice. "I am the Sky-King!"
The sand giant never looks back, and thankfully so as Amassu collapses to he dune. He breath comes in short raspy, gasps. His is covered in his own blood, that of the sand giants, and the oozing poison of the insect. His once alabaster complexion is a dirty, grimy mess of gore and residue. His hair is tussled into a ratted pile and his clothing is tattered.
Laying there, gasping for breath, Amassu calls for you. "Bard?"
DARK RED[/size]
Lenny -
{No post from Fangor, I know he's ultra-busy, so I'll re-paste for him.}
[Open Lock and Move Silently Checks] Moving like a stealthy cat, you slip your head into the opening unnoticed. The man below is a middle-aged human clad in the full plate bearing the mark of 'The Master'. He leans heavily on a railing that looks down over a large open area of a warehouse below. The man waits intently for a group of more armored clerics down below to open the double doors leading outside.
The clerics below are casting preparatory spells and suiting up for the fight they hear beyond the doors. Aside from this, the warehouse is relatively open save for a few wooden boxes and sparse accommodations.
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All Others -
Tyrano lays into the nearest Death-Speaker, nearly removing his head clean from his shoulders. [Attack Results = three hits, one crit failed to confirm] The middle blow is most devstating, connecting with the mans' neck and gouging deep into his throat. You can hear raspy wheezing from his windpipe, but still he stands.
Wanderer cracks his enemy on the skullcap and sends the man to the ground. [Attack Results = hit, knocked unconscious] The man collapses in a metal heap, having been soundly beaten. His chest plate moves little, so you can tell he is alive if not going to have one hell of a headache later. Wasting no time, Wanderer steps over his collapsed form and lays into the next man with more force. [Attack #2 = Hit, Damage = 17] That man staggers and must use the door for a brace to remain upright. He will not survive another blow.
Gildas steps in to attack. [Attack results = miss] Unfortunately, the mans' own staggering keeps him safe as Gildas fails to connect. The Death-Speaker lives yet still...for a little while.
The door is suddenly and violently pulled inward. Inside stand five more men in full plate, each bearing the mark of 'The Master'. They all seemed shocked that you bested their guards but their shock quickly fades into anger.
{I'll give you guys a benefit round and say that the wounded Death-Speaker staggers and loses his round while the others prepare.}
[Init: Tyrano (14), Wanderer (13), Gildas (10), Death-Speaker (5)]
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<<<LEGEND>>>
T = Tyrano
G = Gildas
W = Wanderer
1 = Death Speaker 51 Damage Taken
2 = Death Speaker (Unconscious, Under Wanderer's feet.)
3 = Death Speaker
4 = Death Speaker
5 = Death Speaker
6 = Death Speaker
7 = 'Leader' Death-Speaker
