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<blockquote data-quote="haiiro" data-source="post: 1773008" data-attributes="member: 1891"><p><strong>A Very Brief Battle</strong></p><p></p><p>Per usual, the Follies scattered: Jaehn shifted his disguise into that of a one-armed, one-legged beggar; Tal started escorting a crazed Thissiken away from the entrance to the Row; De'lea and Tuggle stepped into nearby alleyways to await the man in white; and Vicktor blended into the background, pretending to be interested in a cinnamon stall.</p><p></p><p>Though no one took the time to express it, most of the Follies shared a moment of black humor: they were shy two party members, and three out of the five present were spellcasters who were all but out of spells.</p><p></p><p>There was, in short, some cause for worry.</p><p></p><p>As the figure in white passed by Vicktor, the pugilist caught a strong scent of sickly-sweet honeysuckle, easily detected even over the prevailing smell of cinnamon. As Tal tried to stay somewhat in view without being <em>too</em> close (and used Thissiken as bait) the figure exited the Row entirely.</p><p></p><p>Seizing the moment, Jaehn hobbled out in front of him, arresting his progress. As the figure first flinched back and then loomed over him, Jaehn looked up at him with his ruined face and said, "Spare a copper, sir?"</p><p></p><p>The figure was shrouded in heavy white robes, and his face was almost entirely covered in folds of a gauzy material. As Jaehn jiggled his upraised palm pathetically, a small black cylinder emerged from the figure's robes at around chest height. Its tip flashed brightly at Jaehn, and the illusionist found himself feeling incredibly well disposed towards his new friend -- he had been <em>charmed</em>.</p><p></p><p>In a voice that was at once sonorous and grating, the figure spoke. "Take me to the gnome."</p><p></p><p>"Which gnome, sir?" croaked Jaehn.</p><p></p><p>In response, the figure described someone who sounded an awful lot like Algaer -- and when Jaehn told him he didn't know where this gnome was, the figure then described Thissiken. Pleased to be able to help his friend, Jaehn nodded enthusiastically and began hobbling in Thissiken's direction as fast as he could -- which wasn't very quickly at all, what with his one leg.</p><p></p><p>After following the beggar for a few of his long paces, the figure snarled, "Go <em>faster</em>."</p><p></p><p>No stranger to disguises, Jaehn knew that this was a bad idea: if he went faster, it'd be obvious that he wasn't <em>really</em> a crippled beggar, and his disguise would be blown. As the figure kicked him to the ground, the cloud over Jaehn's judgment passed completely -- and in the same instant, the white figure spotted Thissiken through the crowd.</p><p></p><p>As he broke into a run, Tuggle scampered up behind the man in white, drawing Snakestrike and letting it hang loosely at his side. Vicktor (who was already in motion) charged past the white-robed figure at full-tilt and stopped about ten feet in front of him, blocking his way. Noticing this, Tal shouted at Thissiken to keep moving -- while casting <em>enlarge person</em> on Vicktor.</p><p></p><p>The beast of Saerloon rapidly doubled in size, taking one corner of an awning up with him and knocking aside a startled pedestrian. Not knowing how or why this was happening to him, Vicktor was baffled -- but only for a heartbeat.</p><p></p><p>At that moment, the white figure stopped short, reared back, and then thrust his head in Vicktor's direction. The pugilist staggered back, feeling as though an explosion had just taken place inside his skull. His mind a blank, he was dazed and completely out of action.</p><p></p><p>The white figure's reaction was unexpected: he too staggered a bit, looking fatigued -- as if he had just placed himself under a great strain. Not one to miss a chance, Tuggle unleashed the fury of his family's ancient heirloom, Snakestrike (a sure sign that the tiny sorcerer was out of spells).</p><p></p><p>His mighty blow just managed to graze his foe, barely breaking skin -- and quite likely causing several of Tuggle's ancestors to spin in their graves.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="haiiro, post: 1773008, member: 1891"] [b]A Very Brief Battle[/b] Per usual, the Follies scattered: Jaehn shifted his disguise into that of a one-armed, one-legged beggar; Tal started escorting a crazed Thissiken away from the entrance to the Row; De'lea and Tuggle stepped into nearby alleyways to await the man in white; and Vicktor blended into the background, pretending to be interested in a cinnamon stall. Though no one took the time to express it, most of the Follies shared a moment of black humor: they were shy two party members, and three out of the five present were spellcasters who were all but out of spells. There was, in short, some cause for worry. As the figure in white passed by Vicktor, the pugilist caught a strong scent of sickly-sweet honeysuckle, easily detected even over the prevailing smell of cinnamon. As Tal tried to stay somewhat in view without being [i]too[/i] close (and used Thissiken as bait) the figure exited the Row entirely. Seizing the moment, Jaehn hobbled out in front of him, arresting his progress. As the figure first flinched back and then loomed over him, Jaehn looked up at him with his ruined face and said, "Spare a copper, sir?" The figure was shrouded in heavy white robes, and his face was almost entirely covered in folds of a gauzy material. As Jaehn jiggled his upraised palm pathetically, a small black cylinder emerged from the figure's robes at around chest height. Its tip flashed brightly at Jaehn, and the illusionist found himself feeling incredibly well disposed towards his new friend -- he had been [i]charmed[/i]. In a voice that was at once sonorous and grating, the figure spoke. "Take me to the gnome." "Which gnome, sir?" croaked Jaehn. In response, the figure described someone who sounded an awful lot like Algaer -- and when Jaehn told him he didn't know where this gnome was, the figure then described Thissiken. Pleased to be able to help his friend, Jaehn nodded enthusiastically and began hobbling in Thissiken's direction as fast as he could -- which wasn't very quickly at all, what with his one leg. After following the beggar for a few of his long paces, the figure snarled, "Go [i]faster[/i]." No stranger to disguises, Jaehn knew that this was a bad idea: if he went faster, it'd be obvious that he wasn't [i]really[/i] a crippled beggar, and his disguise would be blown. As the figure kicked him to the ground, the cloud over Jaehn's judgment passed completely -- and in the same instant, the white figure spotted Thissiken through the crowd. As he broke into a run, Tuggle scampered up behind the man in white, drawing Snakestrike and letting it hang loosely at his side. Vicktor (who was already in motion) charged past the white-robed figure at full-tilt and stopped about ten feet in front of him, blocking his way. Noticing this, Tal shouted at Thissiken to keep moving -- while casting [i]enlarge person[/i] on Vicktor. The beast of Saerloon rapidly doubled in size, taking one corner of an awning up with him and knocking aside a startled pedestrian. Not knowing how or why this was happening to him, Vicktor was baffled -- but only for a heartbeat. At that moment, the white figure stopped short, reared back, and then thrust his head in Vicktor's direction. The pugilist staggered back, feeling as though an explosion had just taken place inside his skull. His mind a blank, he was dazed and completely out of action. The white figure's reaction was unexpected: he too staggered a bit, looking fatigued -- as if he had just placed himself under a great strain. Not one to miss a chance, Tuggle unleashed the fury of his family's ancient heirloom, Snakestrike (a sure sign that the tiny sorcerer was out of spells). His mighty blow just managed to graze his foe, barely breaking skin -- and quite likely causing several of Tuggle's ancestors to spin in their graves. [/QUOTE]
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