Post by K Man on Sept 27, 2004 10:06:03 GMT -5
Hero, Garor, Callian, Newt, Angelus, Caelith - The guards that were still fighting, take a moment to glance back to the estate entrance. They see Magmire, sword to his throat and thrust out of his house by Callian, Hero and Garor. They also note the other guards have ceased their agressions and decide now is not the time to fight.
They toss their weapons to the ground and throw their hands into the air, sneering at the horrible turn of the battle.
[Caelith, Cure Light Wounds = 8]
Camir levels his sword at the nearest guard and motions up the hill. The guard moves, with his companions, up the hill to where the others have gathered and they all stand in a huddle, awaiting the news of what is to happen. Camir, obviously distressed, mananges to mutter something, his eyes darting from guard to ambassador and back. It is clear he is still confused, but appreciative that battle has ended without much trouble.
"Anyone care to start from the beginning?"
Magmire grunts, held in place by Callian's blade.
"These ambassadors have acted without provocation...I demand their surrender!"
Camir shoots him a glance and awaits a response.
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Krysta, Girud and Galdren - The nearest knight turns, looking each of you over with a grizzled eye. He is older, and very seasoned. He wears battle-torn platemail that is littered with dents and dings from countless skirmishes. His sword hilt is frayed, the leather thong wrapped around it looking very-well used. His blonde hair is unkempt, falling in frizzy waves to either side of his dirty face.
"I don't know if we have a leader young woman, but if you're looking for the oldest of our clan, that would be me."
"My name is Aldolpho Ustgrave, once a council member for the leaders of The Knights of the Purest Star."
"Come, tell me travelers, what is this 'grave news' you carry?"
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Sehanine, Yuri and Romar -
{You can hear some strange words that really don't make sense. "Relint....crystal....dark ones....'stunties'...Master..." None of it really makes sense.}
Charging into the room, you act well before the strange Drow are upon you.
Sehanine rushes a Drow, bringing her blade down. [Attack Roll = 15, Damage Roll = 3] The Drow moves little, the blade running down the length of its' torso.
Drow 1 is lightly wounded.
Romar follows shortly thereafter, drawing both of his blades. [Attack Roll = 20, Damage Roll = 9] The Drow is nearly knocked over, the blade drawing life from the dark elf in the form of crimson blood.
Drow 2 is severly wounded.
Yuri charges in after his elven companion, bringing his fists down hard, added to by the dark powers he possesses. [Attack Roll = Nat 1, DEX check irrelevant with Nat weapons.] The vampire slips and nearly topples over himself, almost falling to the floor, cursing.
{Initiative: Romar, Yuri, The Drow, Sehanine.}
The Drow turn, their mouths still open and nearly emotion-less, ready to attack...
{If you truly need a battlemat, let me know. Just consider yourselves threatening all Drow in the room, (4) and two are wounded, another near dead.}
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They toss their weapons to the ground and throw their hands into the air, sneering at the horrible turn of the battle.
[Caelith, Cure Light Wounds = 8]
Camir levels his sword at the nearest guard and motions up the hill. The guard moves, with his companions, up the hill to where the others have gathered and they all stand in a huddle, awaiting the news of what is to happen. Camir, obviously distressed, mananges to mutter something, his eyes darting from guard to ambassador and back. It is clear he is still confused, but appreciative that battle has ended without much trouble.
"Anyone care to start from the beginning?"
Magmire grunts, held in place by Callian's blade.
"These ambassadors have acted without provocation...I demand their surrender!"
Camir shoots him a glance and awaits a response.
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Krysta, Girud and Galdren - The nearest knight turns, looking each of you over with a grizzled eye. He is older, and very seasoned. He wears battle-torn platemail that is littered with dents and dings from countless skirmishes. His sword hilt is frayed, the leather thong wrapped around it looking very-well used. His blonde hair is unkempt, falling in frizzy waves to either side of his dirty face.
"I don't know if we have a leader young woman, but if you're looking for the oldest of our clan, that would be me."
"My name is Aldolpho Ustgrave, once a council member for the leaders of The Knights of the Purest Star."
"Come, tell me travelers, what is this 'grave news' you carry?"
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Sehanine, Yuri and Romar -
[ooc: I speak elven... what can I decipher?]
{You can hear some strange words that really don't make sense. "Relint....crystal....dark ones....'stunties'...Master..." None of it really makes sense.}
Charging into the room, you act well before the strange Drow are upon you.
Sehanine rushes a Drow, bringing her blade down. [Attack Roll = 15, Damage Roll = 3] The Drow moves little, the blade running down the length of its' torso.
Drow 1 is lightly wounded.
Romar follows shortly thereafter, drawing both of his blades. [Attack Roll = 20, Damage Roll = 9] The Drow is nearly knocked over, the blade drawing life from the dark elf in the form of crimson blood.
Drow 2 is severly wounded.
Yuri charges in after his elven companion, bringing his fists down hard, added to by the dark powers he possesses. [Attack Roll = Nat 1, DEX check irrelevant with Nat weapons.] The vampire slips and nearly topples over himself, almost falling to the floor, cursing.
{Initiative: Romar, Yuri, The Drow, Sehanine.}
The Drow turn, their mouths still open and nearly emotion-less, ready to attack...
{If you truly need a battlemat, let me know. Just consider yourselves threatening all Drow in the room, (4) and two are wounded, another near dead.}
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So far I have enjoyed great rolls; a lot of critical hits, I can't remember a failed skill check and I'm almost always high in the initiative ranking. Could I buy those dies from you for my own game..? 
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