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This is Bazaar: Dungeon Adventure
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ToddSchumacher
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Oops sorry, I think its your avatar pic that got me confused. I got it fixed.
ErichDragon
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Ian
OOC: Sorry, didn't know they had weapons drawn. In that case...
Ian draws his claymore from it's shoulder sheath and moves towards the thug in K2 (will still ignore the first Thug since Griswald seems to be thumping him). Ian will attack when he gets there.
OOC: Sorry, didn't know they had weapons drawn. In that case...
Ian draws his claymore from it's shoulder sheath and moves towards the thug in K2 (will still ignore the first Thug since Griswald seems to be thumping him). Ian will attack when he gets there.
ToddSchumacher
I like to draw!
Easily dodging a swing from Griswald's thug, Ian charges the others and with a mighty swing cuts a large hole in the tunic the thug was wearing...not to mention his flesh underneath. (Crit hit for 10 dam)
The man in the robes, now clearly identifyable as a priest , chants a prayer in St. Cuthbert name (Bless) and draws a mace.
Griswald's thug goes to continue his assult on the dwarf, triggering MArcus to fire his crossbow, but his shot goes wild. The Thug was more lucky as he managed to scratch the dwarf in a place that wasn't covered by his armor. (2 points of dmage to Griswald)
The dwarf's counterstrike is more solid as you cut another chunk out of him (6 more points of damage). The man drops his sword and raises his hand "I yeild, she didn't pay me enough for this!"
The others follow suit...dropping thier swords.
"Well done!" You hear the wall-clinging figure call out. It is defenatly a feminine voice. "But the cleric lives because we wish it, not because of your misplaced bravado." She then points a baleful finger at the priest, "Take these words back to your temple, priest! The children are lost and no longer St. Cuthbert's concern."
She then crawls, spider-like, up the wall and dissapears, quietly, over the roof.
Actions?
The man in the robes, now clearly identifyable as a priest , chants a prayer in St. Cuthbert name (Bless) and draws a mace.
Griswald's thug goes to continue his assult on the dwarf, triggering MArcus to fire his crossbow, but his shot goes wild. The Thug was more lucky as he managed to scratch the dwarf in a place that wasn't covered by his armor. (2 points of dmage to Griswald)
The dwarf's counterstrike is more solid as you cut another chunk out of him (6 more points of damage). The man drops his sword and raises his hand "I yeild, she didn't pay me enough for this!"
The others follow suit...dropping thier swords.
"Well done!" You hear the wall-clinging figure call out. It is defenatly a feminine voice. "But the cleric lives because we wish it, not because of your misplaced bravado." She then points a baleful finger at the priest, "Take these words back to your temple, priest! The children are lost and no longer St. Cuthbert's concern."
She then crawls, spider-like, up the wall and dissapears, quietly, over the roof.
Actions?
Festy_Dog
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Griswald glances at the scratch and laughs.
"A nice scar that'll be when it heals," he says to the surrendered thug, "You seem quite capable, you handled the punishment I dished out well."
He nods respectfully at the thug's battle prowess, but retains a stern frown.
"Honest work won't get you badly cut up like this, my advice is once you get fixed up go get a real job. I'm sure they'd appreciate a city guard with your fortitude," Griswald looks at the priest then at the thug, "Either of you need looking to? For tending to injuries and the like?"
Griswald will use his heal skill if it will help on either, and if all the priest took was subdual damage Griswald will use his Lay On Hands ability on him.
"A nice scar that'll be when it heals," he says to the surrendered thug, "You seem quite capable, you handled the punishment I dished out well."
He nods respectfully at the thug's battle prowess, but retains a stern frown.
"Honest work won't get you badly cut up like this, my advice is once you get fixed up go get a real job. I'm sure they'd appreciate a city guard with your fortitude," Griswald looks at the priest then at the thug, "Either of you need looking to? For tending to injuries and the like?"
Griswald will use his heal skill if it will help on either, and if all the priest took was subdual damage Griswald will use his Lay On Hands ability on him.
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Marcus
Lowering the crossbow, Marcus tried to hide his frustration at missing the thug.
~ I must remember aim small, miss small...Next time I will not be so rash with my shots...~
Slinging it across his back once more, Marcus gave the dwarf and gnome room to examine the priest's wounds, and was impressed when the dwarf offered to heal the brigand he was facing just moments ago.
~ Perhaps there is honor among the races still...~
As the gnome questioned the priest on the nature of his attack, Marcus stepped in a little closer to hear the priest's answer.
Lowering the crossbow, Marcus tried to hide his frustration at missing the thug.
~ I must remember aim small, miss small...Next time I will not be so rash with my shots...~
Slinging it across his back once more, Marcus gave the dwarf and gnome room to examine the priest's wounds, and was impressed when the dwarf offered to heal the brigand he was facing just moments ago.
~ Perhaps there is honor among the races still...~
As the gnome questioned the priest on the nature of his attack, Marcus stepped in a little closer to hear the priest's answer.
ToddSchumacher
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"I am quite uninjured, I assure you." say the priest"Just brused. My name is Ruphus, Ruphus Laro, servant of ST. Cuthbert. I don't really know who thse people are. I thought I was being mugged! I guess it has something to do with our investigation of the orphanage, but I can't imagine why. I-I don't suppose you'd like to escort me to my temple? Um, once they are delt with, of course." Almost on cue, a patrol of city guard enter the alley, on of them barks "What is going on here?!"
Gris lays on hands to the thug.
Gris lays on hands to the thug.
The guards - Marcus
Hearing Ruphus' tale of the attack, Marcus speaks up from behind the others.
"I will walk with you father, the lurker in the shadows could be seeking help to finish the task."
As the city guards arrive, Marcus turns to face them.
"Father Ruphus was being assaulted by these brigands here when we heard his cry for assistance. The men have surrendered theif blades to us in exchange for healing of their wounds and I am sure would be willing to tell us who set them up for this with the proper motivation."
While he had nothing but respect for the city guard, he new the odds of making the brigands talk were thin at best, but perhaps if they were lucky, more light could be shed upon this attack.
Hearing Ruphus' tale of the attack, Marcus speaks up from behind the others.
"I will walk with you father, the lurker in the shadows could be seeking help to finish the task."
As the city guards arrive, Marcus turns to face them.
"Father Ruphus was being assaulted by these brigands here when we heard his cry for assistance. The men have surrendered theif blades to us in exchange for healing of their wounds and I am sure would be willing to tell us who set them up for this with the proper motivation."
While he had nothing but respect for the city guard, he new the odds of making the brigands talk were thin at best, but perhaps if they were lucky, more light could be shed upon this attack.
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ErichDragon
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Ian
"Ach..I am always willing to help a man of the cloth. I will escort you Father Rufus, and may the Gods help whomever shall stand in me way"
singing
"His father's sword he hath girded on..."
...and his wild harp slung behind him."
Ach du! Guards. I had better let that skinny fellow do the talking....at least until I sober up,
"Ach..I am always willing to help a man of the cloth. I will escort you Father Rufus, and may the Gods help whomever shall stand in me way"
singing
"His father's sword he hath girded on..."
...and his wild harp slung behind him."
Ach du! Guards. I had better let that skinny fellow do the talking....at least until I sober up,
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