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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 4501262" data-attributes="member: 60965"><p>Session 12, Part 1</p><p> </p><p>-Note: You'd think I'd learn... I figured I'd just type up this week's story, post it, and be done. Instead, I typed up most of it and then accidentally hit the "back" button on my mouse. *Sigh* So, I did the smart thing and typed it up in Open Office. </p><p> </p><p>Got most of the way done(typing quick since I'd already typed it once) and the computer locks up. Lost about 1/3 of it. Otherwise it would be longer. I liked the first version a bit more, but don't remember exactly what I typed. Lesson learned now... I hope.-</p><p> </p><p></p><p>The strange metal craft came to rest against the huge tree the tribe had felled. Boneclub snarled and motioned the others forward with the huge club that was his namesake. As they moved out onto the wide tree trunk, he saw Longtooth and the rest of the warriors moving climbing onto the fallen tree from the other bank.</p><p></p><p>As they ran across the fallen tree, he saw several figures move out onto the deck of the strange metal smoke ship. Boneclub raised his club higher and bared his teeth so the boat dwellers could see. He glanced back and saw the rest of his tribe-mates were doing the same. Then they vanished in a blast of fire.</p><p></p><p>Boneclub almost fell into the water, but caught himself on a branch, staring in shock as arrows tore into Longtooth and the rest of the warriors. <em>These aren't like the other boat-dwellers,</em> he thought. <em>These ones fight, not surrender!</em></p><p></p><p>His warriors were falling to arrows and flame, the ones that actually reached the craft being cut down by what looked like an orc with a huge gauntlet and a strange two-bladed sword. Then the Spirit Totem lunged up out of the water, scales glinting in the moonlight. His massive jaws clamped onto the orc and dragged him into the water. On the craft, the archer, the boat-dweller shaman in a plain robe, and a rusty metal man moved to the rail, but then the Shaman called out behind Boneclaw.</p><p></p><p>A vertical blast of lightning hit the metal smoke ship as Boneclub pulled himself back to the tree trunk. Immediately the archer began sending a rain of shafts into the woods behind Boneclub and, with a gesture, the robed one caused another detonation in the trees. Boneclub ducked low and snuck forward using the still-leafy limbs of the fallen tree for cover. The Shaman and the boat-dwellers exchanged arrows, fire, and lightning while the orc thrashed in the water, battling the Spirit Totem.</p><p> </p><p>As Boneclub reached the prow, he saw that the rest of his warriors were dead; some lay scorched on the smoldering tree-trunk, while others floated down the river sprouting arrows or lay slashed open and sprawled on the deck. Boneclub crouched out of sight, waiting for the right moment.</p><p></p><p>There was a hooting cry as the Shaman flew out of the trees, calling another bolt of lightning that threw the archer and boat-dweller Shaman to the deck. Seeing his moment, Boneclub let out a roar and charged, heavy club raised over his head as he rushed the archer. The human shook his head, got to his feet, and glanced in Boneclub's direction. <em>I will avenge my tribe-mates! </em>he thought as he crossed the deck.</p><p></p><p>In a blur, a bow appeared in the human's hand and an arrow slammed into each of Boneclub's shoulders, sending his club clattering to the deck and almost knocking Boneclub off his feet. With a snarl, Boneclub broke the arrows shafts, raised his head to the moon, and roared. </p><p></p><p>When he looked back, the boat-dweller's Shaman - close enough now that Boneclub could see that it was an elf - stood with a finger pointed at him. The metal man stood, eyes flickering, behind him. Boneclub roared again and charged, ready to wring the elf's neck with his bare hands. The wizard muttered something and there was a flash of light.</p><p></p><p>Boneclub crumpled to the deck with a final dying thought: <em>I failed the tribe...</em></p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>Harold reached his hand down and the Greywarden clasped his wrist. Kezzek fell to the deck dripping water and blood. “That was a big damn alligator,” the half-orc gasped.</p><p></p><p>“There were about a dozen of them in all I'd say,” Harold said, glancing about at the bodies that littered the area.</p><p></p><p>“Confirmed, plus the water creature and the flying one,” Keeper said.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, what about that flying one?” Suniel said, still scanning the woods.</p><p></p><p>“The giant owl that was calling lightning on us?” Harold said as he walked towards one of the bodies. “It's been a few minutes, I think he's gone.”</p><p></p><p>Harold knelt next to one of the lizardfolk for a moment then stood. “I'm going to go check the banks. I'll be back.”</p><p></p><p>Suniel glanced up from where he was doing his best to tend the Greywarden's wounds, but didn't ask as the archer made his way onto the fallen tree. A few minutes later the archer returned.</p><p></p><p>“I found some tracks. Looks like they came from somewhere downstream on the west bank,” Harold said. “Shall we check it out?”</p><p></p><p>Kezzek stood, winced, and followed Harold as he headed back to the fallen tree. “They were river bandits as far as I'm concerned. Maybe there's more evidence at their lair.”</p><p></p><p>Suniel glanced at the sprawled bodies. <em>Such pointless waste of life</em>, he thought and sighed. “I guess they're right. Keeper, let's go.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Sky, post: 4501262, member: 60965"] Session 12, Part 1 -Note: You'd think I'd learn... I figured I'd just type up this week's story, post it, and be done. Instead, I typed up most of it and then accidentally hit the "back" button on my mouse. *Sigh* So, I did the smart thing and typed it up in Open Office. Got most of the way done(typing quick since I'd already typed it once) and the computer locks up. Lost about 1/3 of it. Otherwise it would be longer. I liked the first version a bit more, but don't remember exactly what I typed. Lesson learned now... I hope.- The strange metal craft came to rest against the huge tree the tribe had felled. Boneclub snarled and motioned the others forward with the huge club that was his namesake. As they moved out onto the wide tree trunk, he saw Longtooth and the rest of the warriors moving climbing onto the fallen tree from the other bank. As they ran across the fallen tree, he saw several figures move out onto the deck of the strange metal smoke ship. Boneclub raised his club higher and bared his teeth so the boat dwellers could see. He glanced back and saw the rest of his tribe-mates were doing the same. Then they vanished in a blast of fire. Boneclub almost fell into the water, but caught himself on a branch, staring in shock as arrows tore into Longtooth and the rest of the warriors. [I]These aren't like the other boat-dwellers,[/I] he thought. [I]These ones fight, not surrender![/I] His warriors were falling to arrows and flame, the ones that actually reached the craft being cut down by what looked like an orc with a huge gauntlet and a strange two-bladed sword. Then the Spirit Totem lunged up out of the water, scales glinting in the moonlight. His massive jaws clamped onto the orc and dragged him into the water. On the craft, the archer, the boat-dweller shaman in a plain robe, and a rusty metal man moved to the rail, but then the Shaman called out behind Boneclaw. A vertical blast of lightning hit the metal smoke ship as Boneclub pulled himself back to the tree trunk. Immediately the archer began sending a rain of shafts into the woods behind Boneclub and, with a gesture, the robed one caused another detonation in the trees. Boneclub ducked low and snuck forward using the still-leafy limbs of the fallen tree for cover. The Shaman and the boat-dwellers exchanged arrows, fire, and lightning while the orc thrashed in the water, battling the Spirit Totem. As Boneclub reached the prow, he saw that the rest of his warriors were dead; some lay scorched on the smoldering tree-trunk, while others floated down the river sprouting arrows or lay slashed open and sprawled on the deck. Boneclub crouched out of sight, waiting for the right moment. There was a hooting cry as the Shaman flew out of the trees, calling another bolt of lightning that threw the archer and boat-dweller Shaman to the deck. Seeing his moment, Boneclub let out a roar and charged, heavy club raised over his head as he rushed the archer. The human shook his head, got to his feet, and glanced in Boneclub's direction. [I]I will avenge my tribe-mates! [/I]he thought as he crossed the deck. In a blur, a bow appeared in the human's hand and an arrow slammed into each of Boneclub's shoulders, sending his club clattering to the deck and almost knocking Boneclub off his feet. With a snarl, Boneclub broke the arrows shafts, raised his head to the moon, and roared. When he looked back, the boat-dweller's Shaman - close enough now that Boneclub could see that it was an elf - stood with a finger pointed at him. The metal man stood, eyes flickering, behind him. Boneclub roared again and charged, ready to wring the elf's neck with his bare hands. The wizard muttered something and there was a flash of light. Boneclub crumpled to the deck with a final dying thought: [I]I failed the tribe...[/I] *** Harold reached his hand down and the Greywarden clasped his wrist. Kezzek fell to the deck dripping water and blood. “That was a big damn alligator,” the half-orc gasped. “There were about a dozen of them in all I'd say,” Harold said, glancing about at the bodies that littered the area. “Confirmed, plus the water creature and the flying one,” Keeper said. “Yes, what about that flying one?” Suniel said, still scanning the woods. “The giant owl that was calling lightning on us?” Harold said as he walked towards one of the bodies. “It's been a few minutes, I think he's gone.” Harold knelt next to one of the lizardfolk for a moment then stood. “I'm going to go check the banks. I'll be back.” Suniel glanced up from where he was doing his best to tend the Greywarden's wounds, but didn't ask as the archer made his way onto the fallen tree. A few minutes later the archer returned. “I found some tracks. Looks like they came from somewhere downstream on the west bank,” Harold said. “Shall we check it out?” Kezzek stood, winced, and followed Harold as he headed back to the fallen tree. “They were river bandits as far as I'm concerned. Maybe there's more evidence at their lair.” Suniel glanced at the sprawled bodies. [I]Such pointless waste of life[/I], he thought and sighed. “I guess they're right. Keeper, let's go.” [/QUOTE]
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