ShaggySpellsword
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North approaches the human and slams him an adamantine fist, trying to put him down once and for all.
Forging Fury
Kerrz
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North's fist sails wide of the soldier as he ducks under it and turns towards Tenor.
"No choice eh? Now you'll see what desperation really is!!!" the man barks out. In a rage he slices his longsword through the air towards the head of Tenor. Catching the bard by surprise, the soldier watches his blade sink into the wood and metal neck of Tenor and come clean out the other side. Tenor's body falls limply to the ground and dark fluids pour from his neck. His head rolls slowly to the side and bumps around with the shaking of the rail car through the lightning lines.
OOC: North attacks, d20+2=8, miss.
Soldier attacks Tenor, d20+6=26 (crit check d20+6=15, 25% for Fortification d100=90 ) 2d8+8=23. Tenor is ridiculously dead.
Initiative Order: Soldier, Agarndas, Ripper, Tenor, North. Agarndas is next.
Legend:
D=Door
1=Soldier1
N=Soldier2(Corpse that North is Standing Over)
A=Agarndas
X=Tenor
R=Ripper
N=North
"No choice eh? Now you'll see what desperation really is!!!" the man barks out. In a rage he slices his longsword through the air towards the head of Tenor. Catching the bard by surprise, the soldier watches his blade sink into the wood and metal neck of Tenor and come clean out the other side. Tenor's body falls limply to the ground and dark fluids pour from his neck. His head rolls slowly to the side and bumps around with the shaking of the rail car through the lightning lines.
OOC: North attacks, d20+2=8, miss.
Soldier attacks Tenor, d20+6=26 (crit check d20+6=15, 25% for Fortification d100=90 ) 2d8+8=23. Tenor is ridiculously dead.
Initiative Order: Soldier, Agarndas, Ripper, Tenor, North. Agarndas is next.
Code:
---D---
| A |
| 2R |
| XN |
| |
| |
| |
---D---D=Door
1=Soldier1
N=Soldier2(Corpse that North is Standing Over)
A=Agarndas
X=Tenor
R=Ripper
N=North
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ShaggySpellsword
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"This impulse on your part is unfounate. We can't let you live."
North pulls out his morningstar and swings at the mighty soldier.
North pulls out his morningstar and swings at the mighty soldier.
Ringmereth
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This is not groovy at all...
Unfamiliar emotions began creeping into Agarndas' conciousness; streams of magic flowed through him and gripped his mind. He was surprised to feel piercing stabs of anger surface, bringing his eyes to a deep shade of red. Intellectually, the necromancer was disheartened by the third companion who had been lost to him in a single day, but moreover, he was enraged by the so enormously foolish and avoidable loss of life. He propelled his quarterstaff once again at the soldier.
Unfamiliar emotions began creeping into Agarndas' conciousness; streams of magic flowed through him and gripped his mind. He was surprised to feel piercing stabs of anger surface, bringing his eyes to a deep shade of red. Intellectually, the necromancer was disheartened by the third companion who had been lost to him in a single day, but moreover, he was enraged by the so enormously foolish and avoidable loss of life. He propelled his quarterstaff once again at the soldier.
Ripper slipped sidways across the train over to where Tenor's head lay. The warforged's dagger came up, but then a quizzical look of pain crossed its seemingly emotionless eyes as it stumbled, losing the initiative and its chance to attack.
There was a soft clink noise, unheard by all over the heat of combat.
There was a soft clink noise, unheard by all over the heat of combat.
Kerrz
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At the loss of their comrade the warforged react with speed and fury. Agarndas flails his quarterstaff out at the beast, but misses wide again. Ripper moves to assist the downed 'forged, but seems to stumble at the loss of his new companion. North, however, takes the fight into his own hands and drops the head of his morningstar through the head of his oppoenent, dropping the man to the ground in a bloody pool.
After the flurry of the moment, the warforged are left to contemplate the loss not only of their friend, but of their innocence.
OOC: Agarndas attacks, d20+0=6, miss.
Ripper stumbles.
North attacks, d20+2=14, hit, d8+2=7, dead.
After the flurry of the moment, the warforged are left to contemplate the loss not only of their friend, but of their innocence.
OOC: Agarndas attacks, d20+0=6, miss.
Ripper stumbles.
North attacks, d20+2=14, hit, d8+2=7, dead.
ShaggySpellsword
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North's eyes darken and he walks toward Tenor's damaged and torn head. "Agarndas...dispose of these bodies...all three of them. Ripper, lend aid."
North picks up the head of his fallen comrade and looks at it thoughtfully.
"Agarndas...next time you wish to distinguish yourself as more than a mere slave and machine built for war, take a moment to consider. Ask yourself, "Are we still in Karrnathtravelling as unliberated warforged in an attempt to free our downtrodden brethren?" If the answer is "Yes," simply say "Yes Sir" to whichever human is abusing you, and continue on your way. Otherwise, the next head that is lost may very well be yours... or mine."
North never raises his voice, never mocks, merely states his suggestion for getting through Karrnath alive. He takes Tenor's head, approaches Agarndas and says,
"Let me see the pack we were given...place this with-in. I will find away to bring him back one day if I can. Until then, let the presence of our fallen friend continue with us and remind us that we have more at stake than merely our pride. We have each other and all warforged who would come after at stake. Burying our previous companions in the rushing waters felt wrong somehow...perhaps through this, Tenor's vision and voice can live on through our actions. Now, get working on those bodies, I will watch for any interference and devlope a suitable cover story."
North picks up the head of his fallen comrade and looks at it thoughtfully.
"Agarndas...next time you wish to distinguish yourself as more than a mere slave and machine built for war, take a moment to consider. Ask yourself, "Are we still in Karrnathtravelling as unliberated warforged in an attempt to free our downtrodden brethren?" If the answer is "Yes," simply say "Yes Sir" to whichever human is abusing you, and continue on your way. Otherwise, the next head that is lost may very well be yours... or mine."
North never raises his voice, never mocks, merely states his suggestion for getting through Karrnath alive. He takes Tenor's head, approaches Agarndas and says,
"Let me see the pack we were given...place this with-in. I will find away to bring him back one day if I can. Until then, let the presence of our fallen friend continue with us and remind us that we have more at stake than merely our pride. We have each other and all warforged who would come after at stake. Burying our previous companions in the rushing waters felt wrong somehow...perhaps through this, Tenor's vision and voice can live on through our actions. Now, get working on those bodies, I will watch for any interference and devlope a suitable cover story."
Kerrz
First Post
Holding the head in his hand, North realizes that it is missing something very significant. The head of Tenor is missing its Ghulra, the immutable soulmark etched into the forehead of every warforged at creation. It appears to have been cleanly cut away, along with the surrounding parts of Tenor's forehead.
Ripper nodded, his eyes darting around the cabin. The little warforged, moved over to the bodies and nudged them with his toe, glancing at the train's windows. His deft fingers picked through the pockets and pouches of the men, searching for anything of use or value.
He then pointed to Argandas as he proceeded to move over to the windows and began working to open them. "Lift them. At the speed the rail is going, anyone who locates these will be far far behind us."
He then pointed to Argandas as he proceeded to move over to the windows and began working to open them. "Lift them. At the speed the rail is going, anyone who locates these will be far far behind us."
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