Blood Sun, Chapter One: The Shadow Over Junga
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dave_o
Explorer
The Arena
The observers are mixed. Some give toothy cheers and lusty shouts at the appearance of Blacktooth, the mutant orc Warboss Junga keeps in the dark beneath his palace, deployed in war, or sport, apparently. They cheer on the beast and his shiny scars from half a hundred battles, his pure black teeth, dull eyes, base hate. Others, the more devout already shaken by the Dawnrider's nigh-evisceration and the now thick storm, merely hush up, murmuring about the Warboss' new, cruel turn.
Lightning black-and-whites the arena, just for a moment, painting each combatant pure white and their shadow black and indistinct on the thickening mud.
And just as that hard luminescence fades, Blacktooth falls like the rain upon Jrag. The enchanter puts up hands which are easily bent back, Blacktooth's maw snapping cleanly through the goblin's already bleeding throat, blood running down the orc's tusks, mixing pink with his drool. Jrag crumples, Blacktooth lets out a gravel-howl of ecstacy.
Vrek's face tightens into a grimace of deep loss, he chokes out "No!" -- as if he were watching his last ship set sail, like watching a door closing forever. Just as suddenly an arrow sprouts from the side of Blacktooth's jaw, a fly, a gnat.
Blacktooth attacks Jrag, hitting AC 24, dealing 11 damage which sends Jrag to -10 exactly. I guess you can't say I pull punches?
Fortunately I like PC death, it always gives a nice opportunity for adventure.
Spratnik takes a five-foot to D12, hits against AC 14, dealing 4 damage to Blacktooth.
Initative -- Blacktooth (13), Spratnik (12), Karnak (11), Teak Dawnrider (11), Jrag (9), Vrek the Poler (4), Razzit (2).
The observers are mixed. Some give toothy cheers and lusty shouts at the appearance of Blacktooth, the mutant orc Warboss Junga keeps in the dark beneath his palace, deployed in war, or sport, apparently. They cheer on the beast and his shiny scars from half a hundred battles, his pure black teeth, dull eyes, base hate. Others, the more devout already shaken by the Dawnrider's nigh-evisceration and the now thick storm, merely hush up, murmuring about the Warboss' new, cruel turn.
Lightning black-and-whites the arena, just for a moment, painting each combatant pure white and their shadow black and indistinct on the thickening mud.
And just as that hard luminescence fades, Blacktooth falls like the rain upon Jrag. The enchanter puts up hands which are easily bent back, Blacktooth's maw snapping cleanly through the goblin's already bleeding throat, blood running down the orc's tusks, mixing pink with his drool. Jrag crumples, Blacktooth lets out a gravel-howl of ecstacy.
Vrek's face tightens into a grimace of deep loss, he chokes out "No!" -- as if he were watching his last ship set sail, like watching a door closing forever. Just as suddenly an arrow sprouts from the side of Blacktooth's jaw, a fly, a gnat.
Blacktooth attacks Jrag, hitting AC 24, dealing 11 damage which sends Jrag to -10 exactly. I guess you can't say I pull punches?
Fortunately I like PC death, it always gives a nice opportunity for adventure.Spratnik takes a five-foot to D12, hits against AC 14, dealing 4 damage to Blacktooth.
Initative -- Blacktooth (13), Spratnik (12), Karnak (11), Teak Dawnrider (11), Jrag (9), Vrek the Poler (4), Razzit (2).
-SIN-
First Post
Karnak, seeing his opponent backing away quickly closes the gap again, charging Teak is a display of raw, physical power, intending to finish the defiant orc once and for all...
Will charge teak , finishing in E7. Will continue to try to punch holes throgh his armour with the heavy pick...
Will charge teak , finishing in E7. Will continue to try to punch holes throgh his armour with the heavy pick...
Festy_Dog
First Post
A mix of horror and surprise plays upon Razzit's face. Jrag's death was fast, too fast for Razzit to intervene despite being within arm's reach of his colleague. Truly, this was the test that the warlord had planned from the beginning.
Razzit tightened his hold on the rain-slick reins and raised up his shield once again. The fight was going to get worse before it got better.
"Get behind me!" Razzit yelled at Vrek.
Gorefang lunged at Blacktooth, paws stained from the bloody mud. One beast seeking to fell another.
Razzit taking full defense action, Gorefang attacking Blacktooth.
Razzit tightened his hold on the rain-slick reins and raised up his shield once again. The fight was going to get worse before it got better.
"Get behind me!" Razzit yelled at Vrek.
Gorefang lunged at Blacktooth, paws stained from the bloody mud. One beast seeking to fell another.
Razzit taking full defense action, Gorefang attacking Blacktooth.
dave_o
Explorer
The Arena
Rain sprays off the end of Karnak's ponytail as he thunders, a blur, toward Teak. His pick dangles and jostles in a fist before the orc, all bulging veins and adrenaline, pours into Teak, the pick tip punching through Teak's last-minute shield, through the metal scale stretched taut against straining muscles, through tough green orcflesh, through heart. Blood spurts like water squeezed onto the arena wall, running down with the rain.
Teak crumples, his eyes going dark, to slump forward into a muddy puddle. Another crack of lightning. The gaggle of witch doctors preening the orc before the battle shout from the benches, a few standing up, wringing their hands. Above, Junga's warrior lean eagerly over the edge of the viewing platform to catch a glimpse of the gore.
The melee with Blacktooth continues. Nimbly hopping to the side, Vrek's spear flashes out. "You will owe me!" He rasps, perhaps some injury thinning his voice, "Some Bright Eyes will call the trial turned, call for my head, you will keep it on my shoulders!" The spear tip glances with a painful sound off Blacktooth's tusk. The orc snorts down at Gorefang, swatting away the dog's head to illicit a yelp, reaching up to deliver a whip-crack backhand to Razzit, sending blood and teeth sailing to bounce off the arena wall, the teeth clicking like stones.
Thoes of the crowd roaring do it uncertainly, many are silent -- the rain fills in the gap.
Karnak charges to E7, attacking Teak, hitting AC 21 and dealing 13 damage! Buffs: +4 to STR and CON, +6 HP, +2 to Will saves, -2 to AC due to Rage, 4 rounds remaining. Additional +4 to STR due to Bull's Strength, 2 minutes 42 seconds remaining.
Vrek five-foot steps to G9 and attacks Blacktooth, missing AC 13.
Razzit moves to G8 via Gorerider and takes Total Defense. Gorefang attacks Blacktooth, missing AC 11. Buffs: +2 to Razzit and Gorefang's AC due to Barkskin, 29 minutes 36 seconds remaining, +1 to Bite attack and damage for Gorefang, 5 minutes and 54 seconds remaining, +4 to AC until next action due to Total Defense.
Blacktooth attacks Razzit and critically hits AC 25, dealing 8 damage.
Spratnik is up!
Initative -- Blacktooth (13), Spratnik (12), Karnak (11), Teak Dawnrider (11), Jrag (9), Vrek the Poler (4), Razzit (2).
Rain sprays off the end of Karnak's ponytail as he thunders, a blur, toward Teak. His pick dangles and jostles in a fist before the orc, all bulging veins and adrenaline, pours into Teak, the pick tip punching through Teak's last-minute shield, through the metal scale stretched taut against straining muscles, through tough green orcflesh, through heart. Blood spurts like water squeezed onto the arena wall, running down with the rain.
Teak crumples, his eyes going dark, to slump forward into a muddy puddle. Another crack of lightning. The gaggle of witch doctors preening the orc before the battle shout from the benches, a few standing up, wringing their hands. Above, Junga's warrior lean eagerly over the edge of the viewing platform to catch a glimpse of the gore.
The melee with Blacktooth continues. Nimbly hopping to the side, Vrek's spear flashes out. "You will owe me!" He rasps, perhaps some injury thinning his voice, "Some Bright Eyes will call the trial turned, call for my head, you will keep it on my shoulders!" The spear tip glances with a painful sound off Blacktooth's tusk. The orc snorts down at Gorefang, swatting away the dog's head to illicit a yelp, reaching up to deliver a whip-crack backhand to Razzit, sending blood and teeth sailing to bounce off the arena wall, the teeth clicking like stones.
Thoes of the crowd roaring do it uncertainly, many are silent -- the rain fills in the gap.
Karnak charges to E7, attacking Teak, hitting AC 21 and dealing 13 damage! Buffs: +4 to STR and CON, +6 HP, +2 to Will saves, -2 to AC due to Rage, 4 rounds remaining. Additional +4 to STR due to Bull's Strength, 2 minutes 42 seconds remaining.
Vrek five-foot steps to G9 and attacks Blacktooth, missing AC 13.
Razzit moves to G8 via Gorerider and takes Total Defense. Gorefang attacks Blacktooth, missing AC 11. Buffs: +2 to Razzit and Gorefang's AC due to Barkskin, 29 minutes 36 seconds remaining, +1 to Bite attack and damage for Gorefang, 5 minutes and 54 seconds remaining, +4 to AC until next action due to Total Defense.
Blacktooth attacks Razzit and critically hits AC 25, dealing 8 damage.
Spratnik is up!
Initative -- Blacktooth (13), Spratnik (12), Karnak (11), Teak Dawnrider (11), Jrag (9), Vrek the Poler (4), Razzit (2).
Necro_Kinder
First Post
Spratnik watches the battle unfold. With Jrag and Teak dead, the melee has gotten more desperate, each action determining who lives and dies. He closes his eyes, reaches over his shoulder, and lets go a heavy sigh as he draws back his bow. This will be one arena battle they will remember.
Spratnik takes another five foot step closer to Blacktooth and fires twice at +8/+8
Spratnik takes another five foot step closer to Blacktooth and fires twice at +8/+8
-SIN-
First Post
Karnak, standing with his arms outstretched; Thick rivulets of blood running down the haft of his pick, dripping slowly to the muddy arena floor. Throwing his head back, the harsh rain lashing at his face, he lets out a roar of triumph. Slowly turning to the sounds of battle, his eyes linger for just a moment on the mammoth orc he has just felled; The lifeblood pumping out with less and less force from Teak's dying body...
Karnak will Hold his turn for now to wait for an opening. Should Karnak get the opporunity, he will Bullrush Blacktooth in an attempt to force him back into the water. Karnak will follow up with the bullrush, keeping himself adjacent to Blacktooth and between the other party members. If the opportunity doesn't arrive, Karnak will throw his pick at blacktooth and draw his punch daggers.
Karnak will Hold his turn for now to wait for an opening. Should Karnak get the opporunity, he will Bullrush Blacktooth in an attempt to force him back into the water. Karnak will follow up with the bullrush, keeping himself adjacent to Blacktooth and between the other party members. If the opportunity doesn't arrive, Karnak will throw his pick at blacktooth and draw his punch daggers.
Festy_Dog
First Post
"You will owe me!" Vrek rasps.
Razzit didn't argue the point. He thought it was a little more complex than that one statement could express. Nonetheless, Razzit was not one to turn his back on those who aid him. Vrek would have his help should there be inquiries after the fight, assuming they both lived.
Gorefang tips to the side as Blacktooth seems to effortlessly turn aside the wolf's attack. Razzit shifts his weight in the saddle helping his steed keep footing in the mud.
"I-" Razzit tries to respond to Vrek but the moment his guard falters Blacktooth's fist connects with Razzit's jaw.
The world tips and shudders, and a surprising number of the shaman's teeth are thrown out of his mouth and lost in the mud. His jaw clicks shuts on his tongue, and he would have bitten clean through it had he not actually been missing some teeth. A strange turn of luck. He could still speak but his mouth was gradually filling with blood.
Razzit: total defense, Gorefang: attacking (will use automatic trip attempt ability if he connects)
Razzit didn't argue the point. He thought it was a little more complex than that one statement could express. Nonetheless, Razzit was not one to turn his back on those who aid him. Vrek would have his help should there be inquiries after the fight, assuming they both lived.
Gorefang tips to the side as Blacktooth seems to effortlessly turn aside the wolf's attack. Razzit shifts his weight in the saddle helping his steed keep footing in the mud.
"I-" Razzit tries to respond to Vrek but the moment his guard falters Blacktooth's fist connects with Razzit's jaw.
The world tips and shudders, and a surprising number of the shaman's teeth are thrown out of his mouth and lost in the mud. His jaw clicks shuts on his tongue, and he would have bitten clean through it had he not actually been missing some teeth. A strange turn of luck. He could still speak but his mouth was gradually filling with blood.
Razzit: total defense, Gorefang: attacking (will use automatic trip attempt ability if he connects)
dave_o
Explorer
The Arena
The two shafts leaving Spratnik's bow neatly fling water into his eyes, rain flicking off the fletching. He watches the first get swatted down, Blacktooth treating it like a fly, yet the second...
Vrek and Razzit find themselves splattered with pulp from Blacktooth's ruined eye, the beast lumbering dangerously, ramming a hand to his eye with a snap of the arrow shaft. Rain washes over the orc as he opens his mouth wide, roaring, his cries echoing off the surrounding stone walls.
Quieting, he falls, sending up a massive gout of water. The crowd goes silent. Lightning.
Vrek leans on his spear heavily, breath heaving, and looks to Razzit worriedly, ignoring the lost teeth. "You will aid me, yes?" He thumps the butt of his spear in the mud. "Yes?!"
The witch doctor who began the melee, copper sun shedding water in runnels, begins to make his way over the precariously slippery stands to the Warboss' observation box...
Spratnik attacks Blacktooth, hitting AC 23 for 9 damage.
Get our yer roleplay spurs!
The two shafts leaving Spratnik's bow neatly fling water into his eyes, rain flicking off the fletching. He watches the first get swatted down, Blacktooth treating it like a fly, yet the second...
Vrek and Razzit find themselves splattered with pulp from Blacktooth's ruined eye, the beast lumbering dangerously, ramming a hand to his eye with a snap of the arrow shaft. Rain washes over the orc as he opens his mouth wide, roaring, his cries echoing off the surrounding stone walls.
Quieting, he falls, sending up a massive gout of water. The crowd goes silent. Lightning.
Vrek leans on his spear heavily, breath heaving, and looks to Razzit worriedly, ignoring the lost teeth. "You will aid me, yes?" He thumps the butt of his spear in the mud. "Yes?!"
The witch doctor who began the melee, copper sun shedding water in runnels, begins to make his way over the precariously slippery stands to the Warboss' observation box...
Spratnik attacks Blacktooth, hitting AC 23 for 9 damage.
Get our yer roleplay spurs!
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