Celtic Dreams
Mithreander
Explorer
[sorry for the wait guys, work has been hectic]
The fomorian snals, and smashes his massive iron-studded club into Agathas ribcage. She can feel several ribs snap like a twig. Reeling back from the blow she suddenly feels an icy sharp pain lance through her side, The spear has broken through the leather, and she can feel the blood running through her side. Insanity enters her eyes, and she screams out in mindless rage. Uncaring to further damage to both lungs and side, she pulls herself from the spear and strikes at the giant, opening a fierce wound in his belly.
The fierce stab in his back brings him to his knees, only to be finished with an arrow through the throat.
At the other side of the farm, Aerik sends his axes into the flesh of the enemy. He looks down, somewhat dumbfaced, at the one sticking in his torso. Then a
The fomorian snals, and smashes his massive iron-studded club into Agathas ribcage. She can feel several ribs snap like a twig. Reeling back from the blow she suddenly feels an icy sharp pain lance through her side, The spear has broken through the leather, and she can feel the blood running through her side. Insanity enters her eyes, and she screams out in mindless rage. Uncaring to further damage to both lungs and side, she pulls herself from the spear and strikes at the giant, opening a fierce wound in his belly.
The fierce stab in his back brings him to his knees, only to be finished with an arrow through the throat.
At the other side of the farm, Aerik sends his axes into the flesh of the enemy. He looks down, somewhat dumbfaced, at the one sticking in his torso. Then a
[sorry for the wait guys, work has been hectic]
The fomorian snals, and smashes his massive iron-studded club into Agathas ribcage. She can feel several ribs snap like a twig. Reeling back from the blow she suddenly feels an icy sharp pain lance through her side, The spear has broken through the leather, and she can feel the blood running through her side. Insanity enters her eyes, and she screams out in mindless rage. Uncaring to further damage to both lungs and side, she pulls herself from the spear and strikes at the giant, opening a fierce wound in his belly.
The fierce stab in his back brings him to his knees, only to be finished with an arrow through the throat.
At the other side of the farm, Aerik sends his axes into the flesh of the enemy. He looks down, somewhat dumbfaced, at the one sticking in his torso. Then a hand grabs his chin and twist his neck. He falls to the ground without a sound.
The two roaring fomorians cras into his side. A wild swing hits him on the side of is head, cutting a bleeding gash in his scalp. Fendor fares little better, receiving a nasty cut in his leg.
[wondering if i was too stoned or pissed and forgot to mention hitpoints of damage? Well, real people don't know how many hitpoints they've got left, and neither do your characters. Sweet dreams]
The fomorian snals, and smashes his massive iron-studded club into Agathas ribcage. She can feel several ribs snap like a twig. Reeling back from the blow she suddenly feels an icy sharp pain lance through her side, The spear has broken through the leather, and she can feel the blood running through her side. Insanity enters her eyes, and she screams out in mindless rage. Uncaring to further damage to both lungs and side, she pulls herself from the spear and strikes at the giant, opening a fierce wound in his belly.
The fierce stab in his back brings him to his knees, only to be finished with an arrow through the throat.
At the other side of the farm, Aerik sends his axes into the flesh of the enemy. He looks down, somewhat dumbfaced, at the one sticking in his torso. Then a hand grabs his chin and twist his neck. He falls to the ground without a sound.
The two roaring fomorians cras into his side. A wild swing hits him on the side of is head, cutting a bleeding gash in his scalp. Fendor fares little better, receiving a nasty cut in his leg.
[wondering if i was too stoned or pissed and forgot to mention hitpoints of damage? Well, real people don't know how many hitpoints they've got left, and neither do your characters. Sweet dreams]
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Argent Silvermage
First Post
Agatha will continue to wail on the lead giant. Assuming that one of her hounds will take care of the second Formorian.
(Speaking of hounds.. Don't we have war dogs?)
(Speaking of hounds.. Don't we have war dogs?)
[ok, my fault, unclear post : aerik is not down, the fomorian he was attacking is dead, killed by Fendor. The big leader is also dead, leaving Agatha face to face with a small fomorian with a spear who's looking distinctly uncomfortable]
.TTT TT T.C. TTT TT
....3.Ar
......4.F.....x............T
.......6
......Ag.................T..N
.......X
........D
Ar = Aerik
F = Fendor
C = cauaros
N = Nak
Ag = Agatha
D = Diarmat
T = Tree
6 = small fomori armed with spear
3-4= medium fomori armed with large axe or sword
7 = Large fomori armed with massive club who is quite dead.
.TTT TT T.C. TTT TT
....3.Ar
......4.F.....x............T
.......6
......Ag.................T..N
.......X
........D
Ar = Aerik
F = Fendor
C = cauaros
N = Nak
Ag = Agatha
D = Diarmat
T = Tree
6 = small fomori armed with spear
3-4= medium fomori armed with large axe or sword
7 = Large fomori armed with massive club who is quite dead.
Argent Silvermage
First Post
Much better. Agatha Turns around and trys to lop off the head of the small Formori with the spear. "AAAHHHHOOOOO!!!!" She howls sounding like a huge dog.
evileeyore
Mrrrph
Nak steps out from around the tree and holds his bow ready to shoot down any Fomorian that tries to flee, or any hidden enemies.
Nak readies to fire on any Fleeing or Suddenly Appearing Fomor. Attack=18 (+1 under 30'), Damage=7 (+1 under 30').
No we don't have any war dogs. Hunting dogs, yes, but they aren't as hearty as warbeasts. Also I figured on holding them back and releasing them agianst any surprise visitors or fleeing Fomor.
Nak readies to fire on any Fleeing or Suddenly Appearing Fomor. Attack=18 (+1 under 30'), Damage=7 (+1 under 30').
No we don't have any war dogs. Hunting dogs, yes, but they aren't as hearty as warbeasts. Also I figured on holding them back and releasing them agianst any surprise visitors or fleeing Fomor.
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