Sic_Pixie
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Catch a wolf by it's tail ...
Grembor and Pringle advance on the doors of the Miller’s checking inside to see if there is anything else they may have missed. Strangely as they are peering into the dim interior three figures come bursting out; two Demon Wolves followed by another Lycan with an impressive set of goat horns on his head and burning red eyes. The party is somewhat distracted by the sword he is carrying which seems to burn with equally impressive red runes which would advertise to any sensible adventurer that this is in fact an eeeevil sword or at least an evil user of said sword. The bastard sword is held in one clawed hand while the other motions with a talon across his neck indicating to anyone who is watching that he intends to make these foolish smooth skins suffer at his claws before being brutally killed. This is Adimarus Ionacu the leader of the Demon Wolves and intending to be the Pack Leader for the whole of the Shudderwood which would cause ruin upon those non lycans living within.
The closest lycan pounces forward and again Pringle is in the forefront as the same lycan than opened his chest not 10 minutes ago is again swinging his wickedly sharp falchion in his direction. The sword hits but it’s only a glancing blow which makes Pringle breathe a huge sigh of relief even though his upper arm is bleeding somewhat; the other Demon Wolf sets it’s evil gaze upon Nashkar who apparently looks tasty to some creatures (I mean some people juggle geese). Loping up to the stocky dwarf its falchion whips out and rings out on his armor bruising the poor unfortunate dwarf as he is tossed about within.
Pringle remembering what happened last time backpedals and hides behind Sayuri; he is breathing heavily and clutching his injured arm while glaring at the Demon Wolf that cut him. Grembor steps back away from the wolf and unleashes a trio of arrows his way; two hit but cause minor damage. Sayuri with a cowering Pringle behind her steps to the side and unleashes a powerful lightning bolt that rips through one of the Demon Wolves and also catches Adimarus Ionacu a glancing blow. The Demon Wolf is not impressed as its muscles lock up momentarily sending it to the floor in agony; it climbs back to it’s feet it’s fur smoking gently and the smell of burnt fur drifting on the light breeze. Adimarus just looks at Sayuri before stepping up to Grembor and unleashes a torrent of heavy blows upon him following up with a bite which catches his forearm. Grembor staggers under the onslaught having been cut in a couple of places and his arm nipped by his teeth. Zordlan steps up next to Nashkar and tackles the Damon wolf assaulting him; he swings his silver scimitar and narrowly missed severing Nashkar’s head as he misses his target. Good thing Nashkar is a dwarf … Nashkar steps back a pace and channels energy healing up Pringle, Grembor and himself some.
The two Demon wolves attack one targeting Zordlan the other stepping up to Grembor; The one attacking Zordlan seems to be having trouble hitting him while the one on Grembor is having no such trouble and gives him a vicious cut along his cheek; narrowly missing his eye; this starts bleeding profusely. Thankfully the bite misses its target and the teeth snap shut a hair from his face. Grembor responds in kind and stepping back again fires off some more arrows his way again scoring some minor hits; Pringle casts a spell and fires off several force missiles which also impact upon the Demon Wolf before Grembor causing it to growl menacingly his way as blood trickles down its chin from a stray impacting missile.
There is the sound of creaking bones and leather as a dozen skeletons round the corner behind the party; these skeletons are all aflame with a forge fire burning in the chest cavity; their weapons are glowing a happy cherry colour which will do nothing for their temper but will dissuade anyone from getting close.
DM Note: I had one of the players roll for which random patrol turned up. They rolled really low
Sayuri casts again and sends another lightning bolt ripping through the pair of Lycans; the first Demon Wolf on Grembor is hit with a glancing blow which is sufficient to cause it to collapse on the ground its insides bubbling away merrily as the smell of burnt fur causing eyes to water; the bolt continues onwards and strikes Adimarus in the chest locking up his frame for an instant before it passes and he is left with a smoking char patch on his breastplate and an evil look in Sayuri’s direction. Grembor however receives the brunt of his ire as the bastard sword is swung in a quick arc the sword burning with dark energies as the Antipaladin attempts to smite his opponent. The blow misses and the dark energies dissipate; the follow up sword blow also misses its mark as does the snapping jaws. Grembor is exceedingly happy at the fate he just missed however little does Adimarus know that smiting good on this opponent would not have made the slightest bit of difference.
Zordlan again flails about ineffectively at his Demon Wolf opponent his scimitar flashing prettily in the sunlight; grinning the Demon wolf bares its teeth and makes several obscene gestures implying suggestions upon Zordlans manhood or lack thereof. Nashkar charges the skeletons and boldly presents the lead skeleton with his holy symbol as he calls out to the Sun god who directs a portion of his power through the holy dwarf. His symbol blazes into light and all but the three trailing skeletons disintegrate in bursts of fire which catches Nashkar unawares singeing his eyebrows and beard.
The single remaining Demon Wolf slashes Zordlan across his chest but the sword only rattles his armor the bite snaps again on thin air. Grembor knowing his luck is just about ran out considering the misses last time retreats to Pringle leaving Adimarus alone; Pringle looking at Grembor hiding behind him fires off a series of force missiles which dissipate before hitting their target unable to overcome his spell resistance. Sayuri running to one side targets the werewolf attacking Zordlan and Adimarus fires off a third lightning bolt. It hammers into the Demon Wolf on Zordlan practically knocking it from its feet and continues onwards and gives Adimarus a glancing blow to his thigh which causes him to stagger; Turning and seeing the path to Sayuri is blocked by his own lupine associate with a mighty roar he charges Zordlan with a massive blow from his sword he launches Zordlan through the air where he lands 40 feet away only a short distance away from Nashkar. Looking down Nashkar can see a huge welt in the metal of Zordlan’s brestplate where Adimarus’s sword hit. Zordlan has the air knocked out of him and lies there wheezing for a few seconds his ribs shattered and blood starting to fill his lungs as blood bubbles from his nose and mouth with each breath.
Nashkar casts a short spell and reaching down closes many of Zordlan’s wounds; repairing the damage to his chest so that he will live to fight another few seconds. Zordlen gets back to his feet and advances towards source of his recent blood bubbling agony. The last remaining Demon Wolf leaps on Sayuri trying to cut her down thinking she would be easy pray as a sorcereress but to his surprise she is very difficult to hit and his falchion sweeps past her swiftly moving form and he teeth again snap shut on thin air.
Grembor unleashes a trio of arrows towards Adimarus of which a couple sink in causing minor damage and this is followed up with another casting of force missiles from Pringle who easily overcomes his resistance and this final spell is too much for the Demon Wolf Anti-paladin who coughs his last through blood smeared teeth and slowly topples to the ground with his demon patrons name on his lips as a curse upon those which killed him. The last of the skeletons and the last remaining werewolf is no match for them and these are quickly overcome and put down.
Grembor and Pringle advance on the doors of the Miller’s checking inside to see if there is anything else they may have missed. Strangely as they are peering into the dim interior three figures come bursting out; two Demon Wolves followed by another Lycan with an impressive set of goat horns on his head and burning red eyes. The party is somewhat distracted by the sword he is carrying which seems to burn with equally impressive red runes which would advertise to any sensible adventurer that this is in fact an eeeevil sword or at least an evil user of said sword. The bastard sword is held in one clawed hand while the other motions with a talon across his neck indicating to anyone who is watching that he intends to make these foolish smooth skins suffer at his claws before being brutally killed. This is Adimarus Ionacu the leader of the Demon Wolves and intending to be the Pack Leader for the whole of the Shudderwood which would cause ruin upon those non lycans living within.
The closest lycan pounces forward and again Pringle is in the forefront as the same lycan than opened his chest not 10 minutes ago is again swinging his wickedly sharp falchion in his direction. The sword hits but it’s only a glancing blow which makes Pringle breathe a huge sigh of relief even though his upper arm is bleeding somewhat; the other Demon Wolf sets it’s evil gaze upon Nashkar who apparently looks tasty to some creatures (I mean some people juggle geese). Loping up to the stocky dwarf its falchion whips out and rings out on his armor bruising the poor unfortunate dwarf as he is tossed about within.
Pringle remembering what happened last time backpedals and hides behind Sayuri; he is breathing heavily and clutching his injured arm while glaring at the Demon Wolf that cut him. Grembor steps back away from the wolf and unleashes a trio of arrows his way; two hit but cause minor damage. Sayuri with a cowering Pringle behind her steps to the side and unleashes a powerful lightning bolt that rips through one of the Demon Wolves and also catches Adimarus Ionacu a glancing blow. The Demon Wolf is not impressed as its muscles lock up momentarily sending it to the floor in agony; it climbs back to it’s feet it’s fur smoking gently and the smell of burnt fur drifting on the light breeze. Adimarus just looks at Sayuri before stepping up to Grembor and unleashes a torrent of heavy blows upon him following up with a bite which catches his forearm. Grembor staggers under the onslaught having been cut in a couple of places and his arm nipped by his teeth. Zordlan steps up next to Nashkar and tackles the Damon wolf assaulting him; he swings his silver scimitar and narrowly missed severing Nashkar’s head as he misses his target. Good thing Nashkar is a dwarf … Nashkar steps back a pace and channels energy healing up Pringle, Grembor and himself some.
The two Demon wolves attack one targeting Zordlan the other stepping up to Grembor; The one attacking Zordlan seems to be having trouble hitting him while the one on Grembor is having no such trouble and gives him a vicious cut along his cheek; narrowly missing his eye; this starts bleeding profusely. Thankfully the bite misses its target and the teeth snap shut a hair from his face. Grembor responds in kind and stepping back again fires off some more arrows his way again scoring some minor hits; Pringle casts a spell and fires off several force missiles which also impact upon the Demon Wolf before Grembor causing it to growl menacingly his way as blood trickles down its chin from a stray impacting missile.
There is the sound of creaking bones and leather as a dozen skeletons round the corner behind the party; these skeletons are all aflame with a forge fire burning in the chest cavity; their weapons are glowing a happy cherry colour which will do nothing for their temper but will dissuade anyone from getting close.
DM Note: I had one of the players roll for which random patrol turned up. They rolled really low
Sayuri casts again and sends another lightning bolt ripping through the pair of Lycans; the first Demon Wolf on Grembor is hit with a glancing blow which is sufficient to cause it to collapse on the ground its insides bubbling away merrily as the smell of burnt fur causing eyes to water; the bolt continues onwards and strikes Adimarus in the chest locking up his frame for an instant before it passes and he is left with a smoking char patch on his breastplate and an evil look in Sayuri’s direction. Grembor however receives the brunt of his ire as the bastard sword is swung in a quick arc the sword burning with dark energies as the Antipaladin attempts to smite his opponent. The blow misses and the dark energies dissipate; the follow up sword blow also misses its mark as does the snapping jaws. Grembor is exceedingly happy at the fate he just missed however little does Adimarus know that smiting good on this opponent would not have made the slightest bit of difference.
Zordlan again flails about ineffectively at his Demon Wolf opponent his scimitar flashing prettily in the sunlight; grinning the Demon wolf bares its teeth and makes several obscene gestures implying suggestions upon Zordlans manhood or lack thereof. Nashkar charges the skeletons and boldly presents the lead skeleton with his holy symbol as he calls out to the Sun god who directs a portion of his power through the holy dwarf. His symbol blazes into light and all but the three trailing skeletons disintegrate in bursts of fire which catches Nashkar unawares singeing his eyebrows and beard.
The single remaining Demon Wolf slashes Zordlan across his chest but the sword only rattles his armor the bite snaps again on thin air. Grembor knowing his luck is just about ran out considering the misses last time retreats to Pringle leaving Adimarus alone; Pringle looking at Grembor hiding behind him fires off a series of force missiles which dissipate before hitting their target unable to overcome his spell resistance. Sayuri running to one side targets the werewolf attacking Zordlan and Adimarus fires off a third lightning bolt. It hammers into the Demon Wolf on Zordlan practically knocking it from its feet and continues onwards and gives Adimarus a glancing blow to his thigh which causes him to stagger; Turning and seeing the path to Sayuri is blocked by his own lupine associate with a mighty roar he charges Zordlan with a massive blow from his sword he launches Zordlan through the air where he lands 40 feet away only a short distance away from Nashkar. Looking down Nashkar can see a huge welt in the metal of Zordlan’s brestplate where Adimarus’s sword hit. Zordlan has the air knocked out of him and lies there wheezing for a few seconds his ribs shattered and blood starting to fill his lungs as blood bubbles from his nose and mouth with each breath.
Nashkar casts a short spell and reaching down closes many of Zordlan’s wounds; repairing the damage to his chest so that he will live to fight another few seconds. Zordlen gets back to his feet and advances towards source of his recent blood bubbling agony. The last remaining Demon Wolf leaps on Sayuri trying to cut her down thinking she would be easy pray as a sorcereress but to his surprise she is very difficult to hit and his falchion sweeps past her swiftly moving form and he teeth again snap shut on thin air.
Grembor unleashes a trio of arrows towards Adimarus of which a couple sink in causing minor damage and this is followed up with another casting of force missiles from Pringle who easily overcomes his resistance and this final spell is too much for the Demon Wolf Anti-paladin who coughs his last through blood smeared teeth and slowly topples to the ground with his demon patrons name on his lips as a curse upon those which killed him. The last of the skeletons and the last remaining werewolf is no match for them and these are quickly overcome and put down.