A Tale of Two Dragons

[Kaitlin]

Raena Celeste Everglade, Halfling Shadowdancer

Raena, already fairly well concealed by being so small, attempts to make herself even smaller and hide behind the bags on her horse, in the hopes of making herself look like just another bag, and thus give her the element of surprise. She does this as soon as she sees the other riders on the horizon. Underneath her cover, she straps on her buckler and draws her rapier and dagger, ready to spring out and attack with deadly precision if things come to that, which it seems now that they certainly will.

[sblock]OOC: Status
HP 63/63
AC 32 (33 vs. the rider speaking)
+29 Hide (Do I really need to roll? )
Rapier: +14/+9, 1d4+1, 18-20/x2
Dagger: +13, 1d3+1, 19-20/x2
SA: +3d6 damage[/sblock]

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

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....the game can "lurch" and "stall" (for lack of better terms) at key points.

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There is what seems to be an interminable silence. Penthar, Hareka, Zithran, and Nick stare calmly at the riders. Brak looks enfuriated, his axe held tight in his hands, and the ground almost quivering at his feet from the nearly tangible anger he is bottling up inside him. And Raena, well, she's nowhere to be found. The sun moves in the sky, the harsh wind blows across the tundra, and there is nothing but tense silence.

Then, without warning, the riders burst into action.

INITIATIVE:

Nars Warrior (S1):     23
Nars Leader:           22
Hareka:                22
Zithran:               22
Nars Warrior (S2):     21
Kaitlin:               18
Brak:                  16
Nick:                  12
Nars Warrior (J4):     12
Nars Warrior (J5):      7
Nars Warrior (S3):      6
Penthar and Regalclaw:  6

The left-most rider, a male wielding a longspear, digs his heels into the side of his mount, and they both bolt forward, heading straight for Penthar. The spear whips out at Penthar, but with a nimble movement in the saddle, he avoids its sharp tip. The rider flies at top speed out of reach.

With a mighty roar of, "TEMPUS!!" The leader, the only one not carrying a spear, draws his battleaxe and raises his other fist. It is as though a red glow sets in each of the warriors' faces, and by their looks, they seem just that much more aggressive and dangerous.

OOC: Go go gadget Hareka!

 

[Krug]

Brak howls "Come and get it!" Standing his ground, he awaits the approach of the barbarians. If he can he will use his full attack action, otherwise he will move forward and attack the nearest warrior (though preferably the leader) with his axe.

 

[Lefferts]

Zithran draws his bastard sword and readies to send some of the horsemen to his god for judgement.

 

[Ferrix]

Hareka glowers at the turn of events, although the weather is more to his liking, he'd prefer if these pithy horsemen had just spun about and left them be. But if it's a fight they want, there is no pity for their sad souls. With a snarl he wrenches his hand upwards, and twisting blackish tentacles spring up around the horsemen, reaching for their throats.

OOC: Cast Evard's Black Tentacles, center of the 20 ft. radius spread on rider #2. Grapple check +19 against every creature in the area, 1d6+4 points of bludgeoning damage to those who fail the check. Halves speed within the area.

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

With his simple gesture, Hareka's tentacles begin to wreak havoc on the riders. One rider's horse (S1) is brought down by the writhing black things, but the rider somehow manages to jump free and move toward the group, his steps slowed greatly. Another rider's (J4) horse is also caught by the tentacles, but its rider also manages to escape their grip. The other two (S2, J5) trapped in the pit of swirling black confusion are grappled without a hope. The tentacles begin to tighten around them and their mounts, slowly crushing them. Miraculously, the leader and his mount avoid the tentacles with seeming ease. He calls out to his companions, "Hold fast, my warriors! The gods are with us!"

Zithran draws his great bastard sword and...

OOC: Zithran needs to finish his action (1 MEA spent) and Raena is up next.

 

[Lefferts]

Zithran draws his great bastard sword and...

OOC: Zithran needs to finish his action (1 MEA spent) and Raena is up next.

OOC - Zithran is waiting for any of the horsemen to approach. Sorry for any confusion.

 

[Kaitlin]

Raena continues to lie in wait, depending on Peter to give her information about the status of the battle. As soon as the opportunity comes, she will jump out of hiding and attack her unsuspecting victim with both her dagger and rapier. (If the opportunity to flank arises or if a foe comes within 5' and she can surprise him/her with a sneak attack)

 

[Rae ArdGaoth]

Zithran draws his great bastard sword and... waits, glaring menacingly but nothing more.

Raena also waits, and Peter constantly whispers to her the current locations of each opponent.

Brak howls as the one rider approaches the group. With three swings of his mighty axe, he slices deep into flesh, dealing a huge amount of damage. (28 damage) But to his utter surprise, the warrior takes it all and simply seems to grow angrier. Brak's giant dwarven grin grows wider.

Now, Nick...

 

[Krug]

"A tough one are ye?" laughs Brak, ready to continue swinging away with his bloody axe.