Constables of the 14th Ward Part 2
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Scotley
Hero
OOC: No need to be shy. I'm sending you an email now.
Nightbreeze
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From the distance, a howl is heard, and when the wary heads turn, a fastly approaching figure is spotted. Even from afar, it is evident that the thing that is coming is huge, certainly bigger than a horse. In the matter of seconds, it moves fast through the swampy terrain, and it can now be seen that it is some strange and alien beast: it appears to be a gargantuan bloodhound, with big and red eyes. But then, a quick look reveals that the back of the creature is centripede-like, with dozens of little legs frenetically moving. The creature proceeds in irregular and big leaps, almost as if gravity holds no sway over her.
After the initial howl, the creature has ran in silence, but now that she is closer, a mix of angry shouts, demoniac hisses and general vituperation can be heard. Hanging from the left side of the beast there is a humanoid-like creature wrapped in multicolored robes, which desperately tries not to fall off. At the same time, the figure tries to fend off the attacks of a small ball of fury, a cat settled firmly on the bloodhound/centripede back. Meanwhile, fifty or so feet behind them, a white bird frenetically flaps its wing, trying to reach them.
With a great leap, the creature-that-shouldn't-exist bring herself at 100 feets from the last constables, then gathers its strength, howls again, and jumps towards them, lifting effortlessly in the air. In them middle of the jump, however, instead of preparing for an attack... simply dissolves in the air.
The man doesn't disappear and continues the fall, landing with a loud splash in the muck. The cat lands a few feets away from him, and angered by the sudden contact with filthy water, scurries towards the enemy. Fortunately for the human, the white bird finally catches up and engages the cat, keeping it at bay.
The man who hurriedly gets up is all splashed with mud, but evidently he wasn't that clean even beforehand: his violet robes, appropriate for a very extravagant scholar, are covered with stains of soup, and on his shoulder there's a set of female underwear. A rope with attached socks is wrapped around one of his legs, and his feathered aristocratic hat is a mangled disaster. On his back, there's a huge tower shield, like the ones used by the heavy infantryman; why would someone who clearly is not a warrior bring such a weighty toy around, is not known. He raises his head, and gets a wild look around: not much of his face can be seen, but he's got dark, long and twirly hair and short beard. His green eyes flash with a strange expression and he adresses with a mad glare the group of two men and a woman, few meters from him.
--EXPERIMENTAL SPELL, HUH? HUH? Ahahahaha!!!---
After the initial howl, the creature has ran in silence, but now that she is closer, a mix of angry shouts, demoniac hisses and general vituperation can be heard. Hanging from the left side of the beast there is a humanoid-like creature wrapped in multicolored robes, which desperately tries not to fall off. At the same time, the figure tries to fend off the attacks of a small ball of fury, a cat settled firmly on the bloodhound/centripede back. Meanwhile, fifty or so feet behind them, a white bird frenetically flaps its wing, trying to reach them.
With a great leap, the creature-that-shouldn't-exist bring herself at 100 feets from the last constables, then gathers its strength, howls again, and jumps towards them, lifting effortlessly in the air. In them middle of the jump, however, instead of preparing for an attack... simply dissolves in the air.
The man doesn't disappear and continues the fall, landing with a loud splash in the muck. The cat lands a few feets away from him, and angered by the sudden contact with filthy water, scurries towards the enemy. Fortunately for the human, the white bird finally catches up and engages the cat, keeping it at bay.
The man who hurriedly gets up is all splashed with mud, but evidently he wasn't that clean even beforehand: his violet robes, appropriate for a very extravagant scholar, are covered with stains of soup, and on his shoulder there's a set of female underwear. A rope with attached socks is wrapped around one of his legs, and his feathered aristocratic hat is a mangled disaster. On his back, there's a huge tower shield, like the ones used by the heavy infantryman; why would someone who clearly is not a warrior bring such a weighty toy around, is not known. He raises his head, and gets a wild look around: not much of his face can be seen, but he's got dark, long and twirly hair and short beard. His green eyes flash with a strange expression and he adresses with a mad glare the group of two men and a woman, few meters from him.
--EXPERIMENTAL SPELL, HUH? HUH? Ahahahaha!!!---
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Nightbreeze
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Nightbreeze
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ooc: don't know how you usually proceed. givent he fact that he has just arrived, and neither he or I have a good idea of what's going on, he is not going to be very useful this round.
Sentran has a look around around to see where the wretched tracker extraplanar creature has brought him. During most of his voyage, he wasn't really able to pay much attention, trying not to fall of, get impaled on something, or touched by the disgusting thing that attacked him. Meanwhile, he distractingly casts prestigitation, to clean at least a part of his clothes.
Sentran has a look around around to see where the wretched tracker extraplanar creature has brought him. During most of his voyage, he wasn't really able to pay much attention, trying not to fall of, get impaled on something, or touched by the disgusting thing that attacked him. Meanwhile, he distractingly casts prestigitation, to clean at least a part of his clothes.
Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
SoulFetter (AC: 19; HP: 50/50)
OOC:
As per post 734 SoulFetter continues his progress toward the Mill. If the bug swarm gets in range he'll smack them with his fists but I'm not familiar with the rules for fighting swarms - do I roll TH/Damage as normal? Let me know when I'm supposed to do so and I'll take care of it.
OOC:
As per post 734 SoulFetter continues his progress toward the Mill. If the bug swarm gets in range he'll smack them with his fists but I'm not familiar with the rules for fighting swarms - do I roll TH/Damage as normal? Let me know when I'm supposed to do so and I'll take care of it.
Leif
Adventurer
Sentran:
Ignatious Ironshirt did tell you that you were going out to join your fellow Apha Squad members in their current "assignment", and he said he used the term "assignment" loosely, since he didn't even know precisely "Where in the Dammitalltohell they bloody are!" But he seemed confident that they would bring you up to speed in short order. He also told you to look to Alarion or Darius to be the best ones to guard "a frail thing like you," and he said that Thea and Braevil would probably be the members with whom you had the most in common, since they're also spellcasters.
Ignatious Ironshirt did tell you that you were going out to join your fellow Apha Squad members in their current "assignment", and he said he used the term "assignment" loosely, since he didn't even know precisely "Where in the Dammitalltohell they bloody are!" But he seemed confident that they would bring you up to speed in short order. He also told you to look to Alarion or Darius to be the best ones to guard "a frail thing like you," and he said that Thea and Braevil would probably be the members with whom you had the most in common, since they're also spellcasters.
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