Knightfall
World of Kulan DM
The mercenary being challenged by the halberd-wielding guards finds himself surrounded and considers his odds. He decides Mutt is the least likely to hurt him, so tries to slip by the big dog to move into a flanking position with the cleric, Solomon. He knows the animal will get in a bite and that the guard facing Solomon will have a chance to attack him, but anything is better than his current position.
He moves quickly, but severely misjudges the danger of Mutt's jaws. The big dog digs his teeth into the mans leg as he tries to slip by the animal. He tries not to hobble as he blocks Roland's clumsy swing. Once into position, he counterstrikes against the guard and the blow leaves Roland with a gaping wound in his chest. The guard grunts in pain.
"Roland, get out of there!" Herleva shouts.
"He's not going anywhere," the evil cleric boasts. He slams his club into Roland's head and the the spikes tear through the guard's helmet and flesh. Roland gaps in pain, as he tries to keep blood from ruining his vision.
"Sir, we're coming," one of the Regulars says just before the two of them move to help their fellow guard. The two attack in unison and they cut glancing blows with their halberds against the mercenary. He barely flinches from the wounds.
The pleas and actions of Breva and Tim jolt Mariana out of her rage. She moves to help the paladin and nods to him. Her longsword flashes and the dagger-wielding mercenary fails to block the attack. Her blade digs in deep and the mercenary grimaces. He has found himself surrounded with no allies to watch his back.
The female archer shakes her head, drops her sword, clutches at her ruined shoulder, and falls to her knees. "It's no good. I'd rather face the noose than die this way."
"Damn you, Narzissa!" Solomon shouts. "Do not worry about the noose, worry about the wrath of my god!"
"Gods mean nothing to me," she replies weakly. "Only gold matters, and the Rising Swords don't pay me enough to die, for you."
"Narzissa..." the other archer says. The two exchange a glance and she shakes her head. He listens to Akos' speech placidly. His face becomes red with fury. "Not the noose, anything but that! My family has already suffered enough dishonor!"
The mercenary charges Tim.
"Brychan, you fool!" Solomon spits out in anger.
He moves quickly, but severely misjudges the danger of Mutt's jaws. The big dog digs his teeth into the mans leg as he tries to slip by the animal. He tries not to hobble as he blocks Roland's clumsy swing. Once into position, he counterstrikes against the guard and the blow leaves Roland with a gaping wound in his chest. The guard grunts in pain.
"Roland, get out of there!" Herleva shouts.
"He's not going anywhere," the evil cleric boasts. He slams his club into Roland's head and the the spikes tear through the guard's helmet and flesh. Roland gaps in pain, as he tries to keep blood from ruining his vision.
"Sir, we're coming," one of the Regulars says just before the two of them move to help their fellow guard. The two attack in unison and they cut glancing blows with their halberds against the mercenary. He barely flinches from the wounds.
The pleas and actions of Breva and Tim jolt Mariana out of her rage. She moves to help the paladin and nods to him. Her longsword flashes and the dagger-wielding mercenary fails to block the attack. Her blade digs in deep and the mercenary grimaces. He has found himself surrounded with no allies to watch his back.
The female archer shakes her head, drops her sword, clutches at her ruined shoulder, and falls to her knees. "It's no good. I'd rather face the noose than die this way."
"Damn you, Narzissa!" Solomon shouts. "Do not worry about the noose, worry about the wrath of my god!"
"Gods mean nothing to me," she replies weakly. "Only gold matters, and the Rising Swords don't pay me enough to die, for you."
"Or you could kill Solomon the liar, and atone for your actions. I promise I will look into the injustice done to you whatever The Five decide your fate is. Love is not something to be despoiled by injustice."
"Narzissa..." the other archer says. The two exchange a glance and she shakes her head. He listens to Akos' speech placidly. His face becomes red with fury. "Not the noose, anything but that! My family has already suffered enough dishonor!"
The mercenary charges Tim.
"Brychan, you fool!" Solomon spits out in anger.