Post by K Man on Nov 4, 2004 15:02:07 GMT -5
{Great role-playing everyone, I'm pleased an accord was reached so quickly, without my intervention and to everyone's liking. Well done indeed.}
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Hero, Garor, Callian, Angelus, Caelith, Newt, Krysta, Girud and Galdren - You stand, amidst the Elven elite and the scouring face of Delomme, discussing your plan. The brief mention by Delomme was enough to spark the idea of 'firing' the crystal to the heart of the lands and chasing after it, perhaps near 'The Glade'. Krysta, in a truce developed with great diplomacy, revealed that, through her Elven connections, they have the ability to track the crystals and that one already rests there.
The Queen will have the crystals she needs, and the remainder of the party can remain on course, working for King Sturmguard and retrieving the shards for the purposes of the BlackWing kingdom.
Once plans are laid, items are exchanged and a truce reached, Delomme brings you all slamming back to reality.
"Your plans are all well, save for they do not dicuss the SlaughterFog at our doors. It will take at least three hours to align and fire Fortress-Breaker...there are complicated measurements that must be taken without interruption to fire properly, should it not, who knows where the projectile would land."
"Completion was but a few days ago and we've only fired several shots...all on target and we're getting quicker, but you're asking us to fire in a direction we have yet to test aim. Fortress-Breaker was built to attack 'The Master' in his swamps...not 'The Glade' or other towns...in fact, many of us assumed the SlughterFog was sent here because we're getting better at aiming."
Delomme rubs his eyes, trying to think of a plan.
"According to the 'Fog', we have one hour to release this shard. even at our best, we could not get the weapon fired in that time. And Kyrsta said it, once fired...then what? You all leave? If the SlaughterFog does not give chase then our fate is sealed and we are doomed."
"Unlike the small ones'...strange tales, we will not simply pack it full of explosives and watch our work of the past five years blow apart. We cannot abandon it yet...too much blood sweat and tears has gone into every rivet, every cog..."
"We must find another way."
Looking to the elven mages, they shrug. The lead mage shakes his head, an indication he is lacking in ideas.
"Myself and my men are spent. We would need to rest to regain our most powerful spells, especially those capable of teleporting us out of here."
The Elite stand silent, keeping their words to themselves.
There will be much planning if you are to survive this...
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Romar, Sehanine and Yuri - Romar continues his assault, striking with both of his weapons. [Attack Rolls (4 of them
) = 20/21 and 18/15] Three attacks land, drawing a spray of Dark Elf blood that coats the walls. [Damage Rolls = 6, 10, 4]
The last Drow collapses to the ground, it's expressionless face gaping and shuddering slightly. Slipping into the forge vent, Romar finds that the drop down the main Plan Library will be a long one.
[It's about 50ft. to the Plan Library. I need Climb Mods.]
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Hero, Garor, Callian, Angelus, Caelith, Newt, Krysta, Girud and Galdren - You stand, amidst the Elven elite and the scouring face of Delomme, discussing your plan. The brief mention by Delomme was enough to spark the idea of 'firing' the crystal to the heart of the lands and chasing after it, perhaps near 'The Glade'. Krysta, in a truce developed with great diplomacy, revealed that, through her Elven connections, they have the ability to track the crystals and that one already rests there.
The Queen will have the crystals she needs, and the remainder of the party can remain on course, working for King Sturmguard and retrieving the shards for the purposes of the BlackWing kingdom.
Once plans are laid, items are exchanged and a truce reached, Delomme brings you all slamming back to reality.
"Your plans are all well, save for they do not dicuss the SlaughterFog at our doors. It will take at least three hours to align and fire Fortress-Breaker...there are complicated measurements that must be taken without interruption to fire properly, should it not, who knows where the projectile would land."
"Completion was but a few days ago and we've only fired several shots...all on target and we're getting quicker, but you're asking us to fire in a direction we have yet to test aim. Fortress-Breaker was built to attack 'The Master' in his swamps...not 'The Glade' or other towns...in fact, many of us assumed the SlughterFog was sent here because we're getting better at aiming."
Delomme rubs his eyes, trying to think of a plan.
"According to the 'Fog', we have one hour to release this shard. even at our best, we could not get the weapon fired in that time. And Kyrsta said it, once fired...then what? You all leave? If the SlaughterFog does not give chase then our fate is sealed and we are doomed."
"Unlike the small ones'...strange tales, we will not simply pack it full of explosives and watch our work of the past five years blow apart. We cannot abandon it yet...too much blood sweat and tears has gone into every rivet, every cog..."
"We must find another way."
Looking to the elven mages, they shrug. The lead mage shakes his head, an indication he is lacking in ideas.
"Myself and my men are spent. We would need to rest to regain our most powerful spells, especially those capable of teleporting us out of here."
The Elite stand silent, keeping their words to themselves.
There will be much planning if you are to survive this...
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Romar, Sehanine and Yuri - Romar continues his assault, striking with both of his weapons. [Attack Rolls (4 of them
) = 20/21 and 18/15] Three attacks land, drawing a spray of Dark Elf blood that coats the walls. [Damage Rolls = 6, 10, 4]The last Drow collapses to the ground, it's expressionless face gaping and shuddering slightly. Slipping into the forge vent, Romar finds that the drop down the main Plan Library will be a long one.
[It's about 50ft. to the Plan Library. I need Climb Mods.]
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