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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 4435836" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Thanks, Xorn. I may pick it up with my next Amazon order (man, there's a ton of video games coming out in the next 3 months!). </p><p></p><p>* * * * * </p><p></p><p>Chapter 17</p><p></p><p></p><p>Jaron cried out as the kobold warriors swarmed him, as much out of surprise as out of a desire to alert his companions to his location. In his haste to catch up with his cousin, he’d let three very dangerous foes get the jump on him. </p><p></p><p>The first dragonshield slashed at him with its small but very sharp shortsword; Jaron felt the latter keenly as it sliced through the armor protecting his side and left a shallow gash on his torso. He almost felt it again as the second dragonshield tried to cut the hand holding onto his bow; the blow glanced off his bracer but didn’t hurt him.</p><p></p><p>He got a respite from the last kobold, but only because it circled around, obviously seeking to surround him and open up a deadly flanking situation with its brethren. Jaron sprang away before it could close the gap, coming up in a tumbling roll with an arrow already fitted to the string of his bow. The kobolds were quick, and shifted with him, but he evaded their lunges and fired an arrow point-blank into the chest of the nearest foe. The missile slammed into its heavy dragonscale armor, and while Jaron thought it had penetrated, the kobold only hissed and surged forward again with its companions. </p><p></p><p>Prudence won out, and Jaron turned and fled. </p><p></p><p>The kobolds were fast, their heavy armor of dragonscales seeming to have no effect on their speed as they darted after the halfling ranger. Jaron’s legs were short, but he was in good shape, and better at negotiating obstacles than the kobolds. He led them back into the forest, and chose a path with more such obstacles in an attempt to delay his pursuers. </p><p></p><p>For a moment, it looked like it would work. Jaron surged up a low rise that delayed the kobolds for a few precious seconds, and he sprang over a gully choked with brambles that gained him a good twenty feet as the kobolds went around. He could hear them chattering in their staccato language behind him; it didn’t look like they were planning on giving up anytime soon. </p><p></p><p>A fallen log blocked his path up ahead. Adding a burst of speed, he leapt onto it without breaking stride. Unfortunately, his luck had run out. A female badger had built her den under the far side of the log, and she’d heard their approach. As he sprang up, it surged out of its den, hissing in challenge. The log wobbled slightly under him, and he fell forward, his balance ruined. His momentum carried him forward a good five feet, but he landed hard on his belly, the wind exploding from his lungs in a sudden <em>whoosh</em>. His bow went flying from his hands. To add insult to injury, the badger snorted at him, ducking back into the shelter of its lair. </p><p></p><p>Jaron struggled to his feet, ignoring the sudden wobbling of his legs under him. He turned to see two of the kobolds charging around the nearer end of the log, while the last scrambled up onto it. As it saw him there, still a bit dazed, it barked something. Jaron didn’t speak Draconic, but even he could recognize the triumph in its voice. </p><p></p><p>He glanced back at his bow; no time. He managed to get his sword out in time to meet the dragonshields’ rush. Steel forged in Dambren’s forge in Fairhollow clanged loudly off the blade of the first kobold, and he darted back from the thrust of the second, which glanced off his side but failed to penetrate his armor, leaving just the makings of another bruise to his tally of wounds. </p><p></p><p>But the third kobold let out a high-pitched whelp and leapt forward off the log, swinging its sword down in a high arc. Jaron, already hard-pressed by the kobold’s companions, couldn’t fully get out of the way, and as the kobold landed its sword, backed by the considerable momentum of its leap, slammed hard into the side of his head. His leather cap saved his life, but the impact sent him hard to the ground. Bright colors flashed in his vision, and he found that he couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but lie there as the kobolds surrounded him.</p><p></p><p>The creatures exchanged a few words, and then one of them lifted its sword to strike, its intent clear. A stray ray of sunlight filtering down through the canopy above caught the blade, causing it to glitter brightly, but Jaron could not nothing to stop the creature from putting a finish to him.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 4435836, member: 143"] Thanks, Xorn. I may pick it up with my next Amazon order (man, there's a ton of video games coming out in the next 3 months!). * * * * * Chapter 17 Jaron cried out as the kobold warriors swarmed him, as much out of surprise as out of a desire to alert his companions to his location. In his haste to catch up with his cousin, he’d let three very dangerous foes get the jump on him. The first dragonshield slashed at him with its small but very sharp shortsword; Jaron felt the latter keenly as it sliced through the armor protecting his side and left a shallow gash on his torso. He almost felt it again as the second dragonshield tried to cut the hand holding onto his bow; the blow glanced off his bracer but didn’t hurt him. He got a respite from the last kobold, but only because it circled around, obviously seeking to surround him and open up a deadly flanking situation with its brethren. Jaron sprang away before it could close the gap, coming up in a tumbling roll with an arrow already fitted to the string of his bow. The kobolds were quick, and shifted with him, but he evaded their lunges and fired an arrow point-blank into the chest of the nearest foe. The missile slammed into its heavy dragonscale armor, and while Jaron thought it had penetrated, the kobold only hissed and surged forward again with its companions. Prudence won out, and Jaron turned and fled. The kobolds were fast, their heavy armor of dragonscales seeming to have no effect on their speed as they darted after the halfling ranger. Jaron’s legs were short, but he was in good shape, and better at negotiating obstacles than the kobolds. He led them back into the forest, and chose a path with more such obstacles in an attempt to delay his pursuers. For a moment, it looked like it would work. Jaron surged up a low rise that delayed the kobolds for a few precious seconds, and he sprang over a gully choked with brambles that gained him a good twenty feet as the kobolds went around. He could hear them chattering in their staccato language behind him; it didn’t look like they were planning on giving up anytime soon. A fallen log blocked his path up ahead. Adding a burst of speed, he leapt onto it without breaking stride. Unfortunately, his luck had run out. A female badger had built her den under the far side of the log, and she’d heard their approach. As he sprang up, it surged out of its den, hissing in challenge. The log wobbled slightly under him, and he fell forward, his balance ruined. His momentum carried him forward a good five feet, but he landed hard on his belly, the wind exploding from his lungs in a sudden [i]whoosh[/i]. His bow went flying from his hands. To add insult to injury, the badger snorted at him, ducking back into the shelter of its lair. Jaron struggled to his feet, ignoring the sudden wobbling of his legs under him. He turned to see two of the kobolds charging around the nearer end of the log, while the last scrambled up onto it. As it saw him there, still a bit dazed, it barked something. Jaron didn’t speak Draconic, but even he could recognize the triumph in its voice. He glanced back at his bow; no time. He managed to get his sword out in time to meet the dragonshields’ rush. Steel forged in Dambren’s forge in Fairhollow clanged loudly off the blade of the first kobold, and he darted back from the thrust of the second, which glanced off his side but failed to penetrate his armor, leaving just the makings of another bruise to his tally of wounds. But the third kobold let out a high-pitched whelp and leapt forward off the log, swinging its sword down in a high arc. Jaron, already hard-pressed by the kobold’s companions, couldn’t fully get out of the way, and as the kobold landed its sword, backed by the considerable momentum of its leap, slammed hard into the side of his head. His leather cap saved his life, but the impact sent him hard to the ground. Bright colors flashed in his vision, and he found that he couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but lie there as the kobolds surrounded him. The creatures exchanged a few words, and then one of them lifted its sword to strike, its intent clear. A stray ray of sunlight filtering down through the canopy above caught the blade, causing it to glitter brightly, but Jaron could not nothing to stop the creature from putting a finish to him. [/QUOTE]
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