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<blockquote data-quote="DerianCypher" data-source="post: 233139" data-attributes="member: 883"><p>(stats on gauntlets: Blades are 18", gauntlets go to elbows are leather with metal plating woven inside. Exotic weapons, 1d6, 18-20/x2, partial action to draw/"sheath" them)</p><p></p><p>Part III</p><p></p><p>I held up to my word. I worked hard cleaning Thomas’ and his friends weapons and armor and doing other work for about 3 years after that. On my 10th birthday Thomas began training me in the use of the bladed gauntlets. He had gotten the weapons off a man who decided he wanted to kill the man Thomas and his group had pledged to protect. Even though I was huge for my age, reaching almost 4’6”, the things were large on my hands. The fact that the gauntlets were designed for a grown man made training with them difficult. But I persevered.</p><p></p><p>I trained and fought with Thomas for 9 more years before fate would separate us. We were on the road back to Mystarra when we were ambushed. A merchant who had sent men against our ward was angry that we had not let those men return alive. He sent a large group of men to attack us once our pledge had expired. We were surrounded and before we could act most of the party took arrows in the chest or back. I clenched my fists tightly sending the triple 18-inch blades out of the gauntlets and I pulled my feet from the stirrups and onto the saddle. I looked around and took in the total carnage. I was the only one unhurt. </p><p></p><p>A scream of rage escaped my lungs as I saw my friends and guardians de-horsed with arrows protruding from them. I leapt from my horse and tackled one of our ambushers. As we hit the ground I brought those wicked blades that had already drawn so much blood into the mans gut. Again and again, each fist pounded into his body. Blood sprayed up from his body and onto my face and clothes. I stopped and realized what had happened in horror. I had snapped. Just like the man from my childhood had ended my parents life, this man had ended my most trusted friend’s life, and I had snapped. Before I could do anything about this realization my side exploded into fiery pain. I looked down and embedded into my side was a blade. I fell over and that’s the last I remember of that day.</p><p></p><p>A day or so later I awoke by Heironeus’ grace. My clothes were crusty with blood and I my entire body was pounding in pain. The blood and gore was still left on the road as it was when I had passed out. The only difference now was that all the blood had dried, and the horses were gone. Once again I was alone. Fortunately, I still had my pack on and it appeared it had gone unmolested. I staggered to my feet and over to Thomas. His cold eyes gazed up at the sky. I moved a blood stained hand over his eyes and grit my teeth to keep from crying. I was a warrior now, and warriors didn't cry. </p><p></p><p>I stood once more and began hobbling in the direction of Mystarra. I would continue on with life. I would get a room at the Golden Goose, then I would find more work. Just like Thomas had showed me how to do countless times before. But before I got work again it would be necessary to praise Heironeus for allowing me to live through this perilous time. I would do so just like Thomas had shown me to. It would be hard without Thomas, but I would carry on. I had to.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DerianCypher, post: 233139, member: 883"] (stats on gauntlets: Blades are 18", gauntlets go to elbows are leather with metal plating woven inside. Exotic weapons, 1d6, 18-20/x2, partial action to draw/"sheath" them) Part III I held up to my word. I worked hard cleaning Thomas’ and his friends weapons and armor and doing other work for about 3 years after that. On my 10th birthday Thomas began training me in the use of the bladed gauntlets. He had gotten the weapons off a man who decided he wanted to kill the man Thomas and his group had pledged to protect. Even though I was huge for my age, reaching almost 4’6”, the things were large on my hands. The fact that the gauntlets were designed for a grown man made training with them difficult. But I persevered. I trained and fought with Thomas for 9 more years before fate would separate us. We were on the road back to Mystarra when we were ambushed. A merchant who had sent men against our ward was angry that we had not let those men return alive. He sent a large group of men to attack us once our pledge had expired. We were surrounded and before we could act most of the party took arrows in the chest or back. I clenched my fists tightly sending the triple 18-inch blades out of the gauntlets and I pulled my feet from the stirrups and onto the saddle. I looked around and took in the total carnage. I was the only one unhurt. A scream of rage escaped my lungs as I saw my friends and guardians de-horsed with arrows protruding from them. I leapt from my horse and tackled one of our ambushers. As we hit the ground I brought those wicked blades that had already drawn so much blood into the mans gut. Again and again, each fist pounded into his body. Blood sprayed up from his body and onto my face and clothes. I stopped and realized what had happened in horror. I had snapped. Just like the man from my childhood had ended my parents life, this man had ended my most trusted friend’s life, and I had snapped. Before I could do anything about this realization my side exploded into fiery pain. I looked down and embedded into my side was a blade. I fell over and that’s the last I remember of that day. A day or so later I awoke by Heironeus’ grace. My clothes were crusty with blood and I my entire body was pounding in pain. The blood and gore was still left on the road as it was when I had passed out. The only difference now was that all the blood had dried, and the horses were gone. Once again I was alone. Fortunately, I still had my pack on and it appeared it had gone unmolested. I staggered to my feet and over to Thomas. His cold eyes gazed up at the sky. I moved a blood stained hand over his eyes and grit my teeth to keep from crying. I was a warrior now, and warriors didn't cry. I stood once more and began hobbling in the direction of Mystarra. I would continue on with life. I would get a room at the Golden Goose, then I would find more work. Just like Thomas had showed me how to do countless times before. But before I got work again it would be necessary to praise Heironeus for allowing me to live through this perilous time. I would do so just like Thomas had shown me to. It would be hard without Thomas, but I would carry on. I had to. [/QUOTE]
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