[d20 Modern] The "In Character" Character game Part One


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ROUND FIVE

Festy-James tries another swing at that damned creature but it swings its club to block him, landing a solid thud against Festy-James. He tumbles backwards into the wall behind him with a sickening crunch of pain.

[Roll:17(+2) Miss!]
[AoO:18 Hit! DAM: 9] to Festy-James

Seeing his friend hurt, Wille is spurred onward to defend Festy but his attack goes wild, glancing ineffectively off the creatures back.

[Roll: 8(+2) Miss!]

Jane let's fly two hearts at the creature. Her insides struggle again as if to change, but then returns back to the Jane-shape as the creature roars in pain and turns its ferocity at Jane.

[DAM: 7] to bugbear

Hanh does perfect shot, beautifully smacking the creature between the eyes but it seems to do little damage anyway.

[Roll: 20 Hit! Roll Crit:16(1): No! DAM: 2]

Within range, the bug bear takes a swipe at Wille but misses terribly due to its pain.

[ATT:8 Miss!]

Everyone else is staring when all of a sudden the doors burst open, flinging inward with a huge BANG! In the darkness a figure begins to make its way outward into the snow.

"Who dares disturb me?" a thin raspy voice echoes into the cold snow as bright eyes pierce through the combatants. His hands seem to burn in the night.
 

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Festy coughs as he straightens after colliding with the wall.

"Heh, I'm tougher than I thought," he says, "but I think my limits here. I gotta pull out people, good luck."

Festy makes a bee-line towards those who chose to stay out of the fight. Bent over wheesing he hardly notices the new guy appear. He spits some bloody saliva into the snow to the side before talking.

"Not more enemies," he says to those nearby, seeing the robed figure he calls out, "Hey! Call your goon off!"
 

Those eyes stare at Wille coldly while he spoke to the bugbear. "Adolfus, let the little ones go for now."

The yellow-furred creatured whined plaintively but he moved aside to lick his wounds, alternatively giving Jane dirty looks among others. His heavy club dragged along the ground beside him as he stood to one side of the new open doors.

Slowly the man at the doors took in everyone present before resting on Wille. "You remind me of someone familiar," he mutters under his breath but then his raspy voice grows louder. "Speak! Why do you disturb the tower at the hour of bewitching?"
 

From very far away, and ready to run like hell, Six speaks up. "Well, you see, the various Prime Material Planes seem to be collapsing in on one another, and we're looking for a way to restore our world back to normal, or at least to figure out just what is happening. And you see, Jane there," He points in Jane's direction, "Thought that since this is a tower, and bad things usually come from people who live in towers, that who ever lived here now might be the person causing this. Speaking of which, are you causing this, Mr. Majere?"
 
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"OH come on.. Raistlin? This can't be Raistlin! Raistlin's like a big-time, super-powerful mage who's in league with some sort of lich type guy, and killed all the gods, isn't he?" Jane 'hmph's, rubbing her wounds as she gets closer, keeping her eye on the bugbear. "And if he really IS raistlin then we're kinda screwed... Hey wait a sec.. Maybe Elminster's around, too.. Now THERE's a spell duel I'ld LOVE to see!"
 


Jane nonchalantly turns away from the man, to speak to Six. "Well, if this IS Raistlin, then he's the big-ass powerful mage from Dragonlance. I've never read it, but my friend Matt's allways talking about it. Basically he's like Elminster but not as good-hearted." She turns back to the man. "SO ARE you Raistlin, or what? And if so, what time frame are you from? The weak period, the killing-gods period, or the whatever-happend-after-that-b/c-I-forgot-what's-next era?"
 

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