Battle at Harkon Manor

Gondsman

Explorer
Poor (or lucky) Alice having found Lurik aroused and in nothing but a loin cloth going through his morning martial/prayer/spell-memorization ritual preparation moves on to rouse the other less disciplined members of the defensive company. Lurik finishes not long after and one Prestidigitation refreshment session later joins the others for breakfast in his full battle array, which is to say magicians robes and longbow with Cogs on his shoulder.

His robes present some difficulty in the horse riding department, especially lacking anything like a side saddle, and Lurik stays upon the horse only so long as to reach the barricades, at which point he abandons the ride, much to his own and Cogs' relief.

Eying the impromptu barricades, Lurik has his doubts about the strategy but adapts quickly to the situation pulling out the Creation scroll and lining the center barricade with absorbent cloth and directing a few of the gathered workmen and villagers to assist him in filling in that absorbent space with water to prevent fires from flaring up in the even of a fire-arrow assault.

Gathering the few crossbowmen together he reminds them to pop up, shoot at a comfortable target and drop to a crouch to reload, a strategy that should help them unless the Treylorian archers decided to hold shots. He points out that alternating reload-shot, and shot-reload should help increase survival.

Finally, he looks about for an ammo dump that may have a spare few arrows to add to his 20, before taking up a position as near to the center behind the barricade as he can and prepares for the elven charge by applying a magical field of force to protect him on the odd chance he'd need armor, and tells Cogs to stay close but out of the way in case he is needed. Lurik adjusts his hat to block the sun and waits for the Treylor to come into arrow range

[sblock=OOC]So I start taking shots as soon as there are Treylor within 100ft, then as soon as they close to melee or on my turn are about to, I cast first bless, then next turn, magic weapon, and start targeting wounded Treylor engaged on the front lines (precise shot) who are within 30ft (pbs)[/sblock]
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Init  [URL="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2567723/"]20[/URL]
HP [COLOR=Green]11/11[/COLOR]
AC  [COLOR=White]15[/COLOR]/[COLOR=DarkOrange]19[/COLOR] = [COLOR=White]10 + 1 (dex) + 4 (spell)[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]+4 (cover)[/COLOR]

[B]Weapon          Attack     Damage     Critical    Range[/B]
Longbow         +1[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Yellow]+1[/COLOR]     1d8[COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Yellow]+1[/COLOR]     x3       100ft   20/20arrows    
Dagger          +0[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1[/COLOR]         1d4       19/x2
Dagger(thrown)  +1[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR]       1d4[COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR]     19/x2      10ft
   [COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1 Bless 0/10 r[/COLOR]
   [COLOR=Lime]+1 within 30ft (PBS)[/COLOR]
   [COLOR=Yellow]+1 Magic Weapon 0/10 r[/COLOR]

Saves
F +3    R +3    W +5[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1 (fear)[/COLOR]

Spells
Wiz L1 [COLOR=Gray]Mage Armor[/COLOR]
Cl  L0 2xcreate water 
Cl  L1  Bless, Magic Weapon

Scrolls
[COLOR=DimGray]Creation (cl8)[/COLOR], Cure Light Wounds (cl5),
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Frozen Messiah

First Post
Claude's lack of sleep did not make him seem drowsy but it seemed that his thinking became focused and crystallized. His eyes held a strong desire in them, the desire to win this day. Claude walked into the stable and looks Tobias in his eyes, "C'est pas ton temps, rest ici. Je suis pas capable de dire que je vont retournez, ces't pas ton temps." Claude says as he to Tobias and then leaves the stable. He quickly moves over to where the barricades are being put together and helps the villagers as best he can. Some of the villagers look at him with odd looks, they found it strange that he was stooping to their level but they quickly overcame this.

Once the barricades were up he took his place behind them with the common folk. He saw many faces. He saw faces of blacksmiths, farmers, bakers, woodcutters, inn owners but the faces of warriors were not around him. What he did feel was an urge to survive and that was all that he believed was needed. "Men, today we fight. I understand you have heard of our exploits but they mean nothing on this battle field. Today I am one of you and I fight for the same reasons you fight today. The nobles fight for glory, we fight for our land. The nobles fight for titles, we fight for family. The nobles they fight for honour, we fight for survival. The elves believe our weapons simple, our tactics unimaginative, and us to be weak. They are mistaken. They mistake simple for effective, they mistake unimaginative for tested, and they mistake weakness for perseverance. They made these mistakes now let's show them what a mistake it was to attack us!" Claude yells out to the crowd of villagers around him as a chorus of arrows hitting into the barricades behind him.

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Initative:1d20+3=23
I should make dramatic speeches more often
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Dragonwriter

First Post
Jareth was, in a word, jittery when he awoke. The prospect of leading a group of warriors into a battle against a superior force was not conducive to his mental well-being. Nevertheless, he set out to do his duty.

The ride passes quickly to him, his makeshift plan folded and tucked safely into his belt pouch, his mind already having memorized the layout of his force. His eyes are cold as he dismounts and surveys the actual battlefield, the barricades and the trees beyond…

His mouth drops open at the sight of the arrow barrage, and with a muttered curse he rushes for cover. “Damned fools had to use an open field,” he grumbles quietly. As he crouches behind the barricade, he begins uncoiling his chain, his mind going through a short focusing trick Tharivol taught him…

The thought of his old teacher once again brings up old memories… Memories Jareth, for once, doesn’t push away. He quickly sees the faces of his brother, sisters, mother, and his father. Ah, yes, his father… The man without whom Jareth would not be here, in more ways than one… The man who Jareth had grown to despise… The man who still had loved him to the end… The man who Jareth had sworn to avenge.

His memories would give him strength today.

He looks over the soldiers assigned to his command. With a short nod, he acknowledges each one, not giving a rousing speech or even a word. It isn’t needed. For on this day, on this field, Jareth Kyras, last surviving man of the Kyras line, would lead these men through their own personal hell and on to victory.

He stays crouched down until the arrows stop, then arranges them with short words and quick gestures. He stands, looking over the barrier at the advancing lines, a growl building in his throat. For this day, his vengeance would begin.

[sblock=OOC]
Okay, where is everyone ending up? This is what happens when no one sticks around/pays attention to discuss troop layouts… I’m still going to keep as much as possible to my formation plan posted a little earlier.

Also, Init: 10.
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HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
The arrows fly down among the huddled warriors of Harkon Manor. A scream pierces the air as one of the grooms leading the horses away takes a scratch to the arm. Embrassed because he thought his life was at an end the groom hurries to catch up with the others and secure the horses.

The only thing the first volley of arrows succeed in doing was securing the hemp cloth tighter to the main barricade. Marko notices a half dozen slim arrows stuck to the front of his shield but worries little about it.

Everyone scrambles into postion as the horn sounds again and a second volley fills the sky.

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Characters posted in init order. You don't have to wait for your turn per se but note that someones actions could chump your own. Can always go back.
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[U]Character                            AC   HP   In hand/Condition[/U]
Claude                               17   29   ??/none
Lurik                                15   11   ??/mage armor(ends round 600)
Marko                                20   21   ??/none
Jareth                               16   25   ??/none
Lora                                 18   20   ??/mage armor(ends round 600)
Trinham                              15   20   ??/pro arrows(ends 40/40 or round 2,400)
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Key:
one block = 5'
[ brown areas are barricades
L= Lurik
L= Lora
C= Claude
T= Trinham
J= Jareth
M= Marko
R= Robert
Stike Force= Vance, Brend, Skazul, Onesimus, Kase
m = man at arms
v= villiager


[sblock=OOC]
Map is condensed version of your area, round count starts now. List locations you wish to go to top row first then side (example Trinham is now in square 6/c)

ML forgetting Lora's +1 DB bonus to AC?

About 2/3 of the arrows auto miss due to cover
33 arrow attacks 1 hit
15% chance that arrow is aimed at Marko 43
villiager hit damage = 1
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Myth and Legend

First Post
As Lora hid behind the barricade, arrows buzzing above like swarms of angry bees, she shouted at Claude, waving her hand at the older man ot get his attention:

"Good layout! It seems you have your wits about you! Do we have an extra bow I can use? I'm a fair shot."


She then saw the "shoemaker" standing like a moron in front of the defensive positions. An immediate shout off the top of the short girl's lungs is directed at the man: "MARKO ARE YOU DAFT, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THERE YOU IDIOT!"

[sblock]Well we are sort of using a combinaton of all the layouts i see. Lora just moves forward, next to the barricade.

HM: Dodge allows for +1 AC vs only one attacker you designate each round. As such I will let you choose one enemy that Lora can see, possibly the one with the clearest shot towards her, and apply that AC to his attacks.[/sblock]
 
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Deskjob

First Post
Marko, Field of Battle

Round 1. Intv #3.

From underneath his shield the shoemaker watched Robert with mild interest. Everyone had taken cover except himself. Marko was trained in the use of the "Shield Wall" technique and this new development was alien to him. Not to mention he never remembered anyone bothering to tell him about a battle-plan. He would make a mental note to ask about that next time, before he took the front-and-center position.

The good news was that the Treylor believed in honor. Otherwise they would have attacked the previous night rather than take the field. He could only imagine their faces as they watched their opponents scramble for cover. It was probably not the same expression that the shoemaker held right now. An expression of doubt and shame. Marko was a team player and right now he looked every bit the stupid lone wolf. Emphasis on the word "stupid".

As his future commander Loreen screamed at him, he could only frown at his own misfortune. However, the brief interlude between the arrows offered an opportunity...

Marko rose from his crouched position, took two confident steps forward, shook his sword in the air and roared triumphantly "Hurraaagghh!" He then assumed his crouched turtle position.

With the archers sighting range on the barricades, the safest place to be was away from them. ...Right down in front. Besides, some of those Treylor archers were bound to try and aim for him anyway. And that is just one more arrow Loreen wouldn't have to worry about. ...She would never forgive him for this, he knew that. He just pressed his ear against his shield and awaited his fate. Cambi save his stupid hide...

ooc: move: 1 square. action: total defense. free: shout. Ac: 19+4
 
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ghostcat

First Post
Trinham waits until the elves arrows slam into the barricade before standing up and taking a pot-shot at the archers. The range is a bit too far for accurate targeting so he just aims at the middle of the line. As it happened Trinham has judged it just right and the bolt fly straight at one of the archers.

Having watch the result of his shot, Trinham pops back down behind the barricade in preparation for the next flight of arrows.

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[b]Range:[/b]         080' 160' 240' 320'
{[b]Range Penalty:[/b]  0   -2   -4   -6
Therefore Range = 300'; Range Penalty = -6.

Crossbow attack, damage at 300' (1d20-1=15, 1d8=8)[/sblock][sblock=Statblock]Defence: AC 15, HP 20/20
Protection From Arrows: (DR10) 40/40.

Attack:
Crossbow, Light +5 1d8 19-20/x2 80'
Dagger +4 1d4+1 19-20/x2
Dagger (Thrown) +5 1d4 19-20/x2 10'
Longsword +4 1d8+1 19-20/x2

Saves: Fort +3, Ref +4, Will *3

[sblock="Spell List"]Sorcerer Level 0 Spells: Daze, Detect magic, Flare, Ghost Sound, Mage Hand.
Sorcerer Level 1 Spells: Magic Missile, Sleep
Sorcerer level 2 Spells: Protection from Arrows
[/sblock][sblock="Spells Per Day"]0 Level: (_) (_) (_) (_) (_)
1 Level: (_) (_) (_) (_) (_) (_)
2 Level: (X) (_) (_)[/sblock][/sblock]
 

Gondsman

Explorer
Rethinking his positioning, Lurik directs the villager behind him to trade him places, knocks an arrow to his bow and waits for a good shot at the advancing army. (And takes minor satisfaction at the excellent shot he might be about to make)


[sblock=OOC]5'step trade with v at 5,6, Ready action to shoot arrow at a front liner roughly in line with his villagers (row 6), if they get within 100' (1 range increment) 1d20+1=18, 1d8=3 That shot should also hit an elf within 200' so at your discretion HM if the elven army advances slower than needed to reach the 100' mark....since it wasn't my intent before the roll.

Don't the archers have tree cover? And i only see stats posted for front-line elves not tree-cover archers.[/sblock]
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Init  [URL="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2567723/"]20[/URL]
HP [COLOR=Green]11/11[/COLOR]
AC  [COLOR=White]15[/COLOR]/[COLOR=DarkOrange]19[/COLOR] = [COLOR=White]10 + 1 (dex) + 4 (spell)[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange]+4  (cover)[/COLOR]

[B]Weapon          Attack     Damage     Critical    Range[/B]
Longbow         +1[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Yellow]+1[/COLOR]     1d8[COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Yellow]+1[/COLOR]     x3       100ft   20/20arrows    
Dagger          +0[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1[/COLOR]         1d4        19/x2
Dagger(thrown)  +1[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1[/COLOR][COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR]        1d4[COLOR=Lime]+1[/COLOR]     19/x2      10ft
   [COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1 Bless 0/10 r[/COLOR]
   [COLOR=Lime]+1 within 30ft (PBS)[/COLOR]
   [COLOR=Yellow]+1 Magic Weapon 0/10 r[/COLOR]

Saves
F +3    R +3    W +5[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]+1 (fear)[/COLOR]

Spells
Wiz L1 [COLOR=Gray]Mage Armor[/COLOR]
Cl  L0 2xcreate water 
Cl  L1  Bless, Magic Weapon

Scrolls
[COLOR=DimGray]Creation (cl8)[/COLOR], Cure Light Wounds (cl5),
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HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
End Round 1

A second wave of black death flies towards the defenders of Harkon Manor, most it seems fall around Marko. And two of the elven arrow scratch at the warrior, as he moves forward, causing minor wounds. Trinham and everyone else with a missile weapon let lose their own arrows and bolts, but fail to do any damage. Indeed it looks like it alerts the elves as they raise a shield wall and cluster into three tight groups. The archers just stay in the cover of the woods of to the left and right.

The horn sounds shrill from far away the beat of swords on shields sounds as the Treylor advance.

"Good," Vance says with a grin. "They are moving foward."


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[U]Character                            AC   HP   In hand/Condition[/U]
Claude                               17   29   ??/none
Lurik                                15   11   ??/mage armor(ends round 600)
Marko                                [COLOR=royalblue]24[/COLOR]   [COLOR=darkorange]19[/COLOR]   ??/total defense
Jareth                               16   25   ??/none
Lora                                 18   20   ??/mage armor(ends round 600)
Trinham                              15   20   ??/pro arrows(ends 40/40 or round 2,400)
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Key:
one block = 5'
[ brown areas are barricades
L= Lurik
L= Lora
C= Claude
T= Trinham
J= Jareth
M= Marko
R= Robert
Stike Force= Vance, Brend, Skazul, Onesimus, Kase
m = man at arms
v= villiager


[sblock=OOC]
First Marko's AC should be 20 (missing +1 DB bonus for having +2 BAB)
Second Treylor advanced 30' slow methodical march on the defensive now 315' away.
Third Lurik can get a shot off only if he is next to the wall where he can find a spot to shot out from.
fourth will start updating every four days whether or not people have posted, I think I know what you might do LOL

ok rolls very strange I rolled 3 one's in a row :confused:

second wave
30% chance Marko hit by those shots
rolled a 1??
damage 1d8 x2
2 pts??
NPC arrows
misses

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Fangor the Fierce

First Post
Malaroc simply shook his head. He had not thought that his little journey would end in such a dire circumstance, but then again, he was the one that had sought for more than his simple town could offer. It was not that many weeks ago that he had left, intent on learning about his powers and the calling that seemed to radiate from within his soul. Something had changed, and he was determined to find out just how different he was.

Then he ran out of funds, was offered some coin to work on refurbishing weapons, and then all hell broke loose. He stares at the emptied armory, wondering if his meager assistance was even enough to notice.

Again, the horns blew, as he gathered his own belongings. The clearing to the south would grant him an escape from this battle, but as he grabbed his pack, he simply stopped. They had given him work when he was needing it. They had fed him out of their good grace. They had even treated him as more than a simple laborer.

Dropping the pack, he instead grips his pride and joy, often referred to as 'pain and suffering'. His weapons are in prime condition, for he makes it a pact that they would always be sharpened and ready for use. Balanced quite nicely as well. The dagger is wide in the blade, able to be used defensively just as easily as it would slice up a foe.

He had learned the art of wielding them both with practiced ease, and now was the time to put them to use. He makes sure they are within his reach. Stepping out of the doorway, he runs towards the battle, taking in the enemy ranks and the hail of arrows.

If today be the day to die, then let's see just how many of those bastards I take with me...

As he makes it to battle, he nods to the blacksmith that had put him to work so feverishly to prepare for this battle, showing that at least one more defender could be accounted for....

[sblock=Enter, stage right]
Malaroc will head into battle now, deciding that it was time to put up or shut up. He would move to the center of the defenders, intent on granting as many of them as possible with his now-radiating Vigor Aura, keeping them from deaths' door for as long as he has breath in his lungs... He will run if needed to reach the prime spot to grant them his aura.[/sblock]
 
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