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Clockwork, Steam & Sorcery - Episode 2
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Miriah and the Mountain danced about one another and traded blows, but neither weapon found purchase. It was Froud who struck the final blow, brutally smashing the Mountain's knee from behind, causing him to stoop in pain, and then finishing him with a blow to the head. The massive dwarf swayed this way and that, and then fell to the stone ground heavily.
It took the three companions a moment to see through the haze of battle, but once their heads cleared, they realized that they were victorious.
It took the three companions a moment to see through the haze of battle, but once their heads cleared, they realized that they were victorious.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Grabbing The Hammer, then realizing that it might be difficult to carry both it and Limper effectively, Froud stuffed the Hammer into his backpack. Helping Forge to his feet and looking to Yara, he frantically tried to figure out how he and Miriah were going to get everyone/everything out of here in one piece.
Argent Silvermage
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Forge is shaky on his feet but manages to get out, Froud. Get the hammer to the dwarves. Yara and I will wait for the constables and try to explain. You and Miriah get going.
Seonaid
Explorer
Miriah looks at Yara in sudden concern, and then looks at the dwarves. "Are they . . . dead?" she asks a little fearfully. Mouse chitters once and leaps onto Miriah's shoulder. Miriah looks as if she is about to drop her quarterstaff, then grimly holds on to it tightly with one hand as the other reaches up to caress Mouse's side.
Argent Silvermage
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Sleeping. now go! We're in major trouble. Forge says pointing to the back door. And take Froud with you.
Shifting through the Mountain's unconscious form, Froud spied the ceremonial hammer, hung on a belt next to a coin pouch. It seemed particularly beautiful now, the ancient dwarven runes carved into its surface reflecting silvery light in the quiet gloom. Stowing his spanner in his overalls for the time being, the gnomish mechanist gingerly slid out the hammer, then placed it into his backpack.
Forge pulls himself shakily to his feet, and gives the bar a once over. The battle had obviously become the center of attention, as all the other patrons are staring at them silently. More from curiosity than for any menacing aspect, as far as Forge could tell. A few nodded at him approvingly; it was quite honourable in dwarven society to defeat a superior or larger foe, so Forge and his companions were gaining prestige on two counts.
With a quick glance at Yara, Miriah could see the barmaid's chest rise and fall rhythmically - she was still breathing, though barely. A cursory glance at the dwarves similarly showed that none of them had died due to their injuries, even if some might be close.
Forge pulls himself shakily to his feet, and gives the bar a once over. The battle had obviously become the center of attention, as all the other patrons are staring at them silently. More from curiosity than for any menacing aspect, as far as Forge could tell. A few nodded at him approvingly; it was quite honourable in dwarven society to defeat a superior or larger foe, so Forge and his companions were gaining prestige on two counts.
With a quick glance at Yara, Miriah could see the barmaid's chest rise and fall rhythmically - she was still breathing, though barely. A cursory glance at the dwarves similarly showed that none of them had died due to their injuries, even if some might be close.
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