Death in Freeport

[Walking Dad]

Wilbur, 10/11 (4/2)

Wibur, hardly acknowledging the wound, starts mumbling and points at the crossbowmen.

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http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2173618/Casting Sleep. Try to hit as many as possible, but no allies.
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[Voadam]

Wilbur begins chanting an invocation, repeating disturbing sounding syllables again and again.

Logan 18
Crossbow 1 14
Crossbow up 12
Swordsman Rittorio 5
Anton 5
Crossbow 2 4
Crossbow alley 2
Cloaked Belko 22
Wilbur 18 (full round casting will end)

 

[Neurotic]

Just short access today. Please NPC Logan as I described in earlier post. You'll have to roll for me, sorry...After he shot at the sniper (first round) he utters Inertia dampen against swordsman with the shield (second one to react).

 

[Voadam]

Logan starts speaking primal words that seem to resonate with the core of reality itself. Golden glowing runes start to form around the swordsman but Logan's pronunciation is off and they shatter before they fully coalesce.

The remaining crossbowman on the street backing up the swordsman takes a step back, reloads his crossbow and fires at Wilbur, but the shot goes wide thunking into an alley wall.

The sniper on the roof takes careful aim at the chanting Wilbur and his crossbow flies straight at the sholar's throat. The swirling chaos however surges and the bolt is consumed before it can reach its target.

The swordsman shows he is experienced with his blade and slashes Anton heavily.

ooc Anton takes 7 damage.

Anton 5
Crossbow 2 4
Crossbow alley 2
Cloaked Belko 22
Wilbur 18 (full round casting will end)
Logan 18
Crossbow 1 14
Sniper 12
Swordsman Rittorio 5

 

[Graybeard]

Anton grits his teeth with the pain from the mighty slash.

Barbarian! You should learn to use a gentlemen's weapon. Anton taunts as he stabs the man with his rapier.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2198850/]1d20+4=24, 1d6-1=5

Attack=24, Damage=5

Then he will tumble away.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2198852/]1d20+7=25

Tumble 1d20+7=25

 

[Voadam]

Wilbur up next.

Anton grits his teeth with the pain from the mighty slash. "Barbarian! You should learn to use a gentlemen's weapon." Anton taunts as he stabs the man deep with his rapier before tumbling away. Rittorio curses as blood starts to darken his dark leather and he brings up his yellow steel shield too late.

The thug backing up the swordsman still holding his crossbow raises it towards Anton and fires nervously, but the young man is moving too quick and the bolt flies past him and dangerously close to the swordsman. Watch it you idiot or I'll skin you alive if you skewer me." Rittorio hisses.

The one backing up the cloaked Belko fires off a quick shot at Wilbur, but his effort to make sure Rittorio is not in the line of fire drives him to overcompensate on correcting his aim and the bolt flies past Wilbur.

Belko throws off his hood revealing a face contorted with effort, eyes glassy and feverish. "A gift. Heh, heh. Let's see if your mind can handle insight into Carcosa." Wilbur feels the pull of non-eudlidean space at the edge of his awareness.

Inside Arcata and Egil continue to dump water upon the burning debris heap at the back of the house in an effort to keep the house from catching fire.

ooc

Anton must roll a crit confirmation check and let me know which way he tumbled.

Wilbur must make a DC 12 Will save. [sblock] save = resist, failure = full round casting is interrupted [/sblock]

Initiative

Wilbur 18 (full round casting will end)
Logan 18
Crossbow 1 14
Sniper 12
Swordsman Rittorio 5
Anton 5
Crossbow 2 4
Crossbow alley 2
Cloaked Belko 22

 

[Graybeard]

Crit confirm for Anton 1d20+4=24

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2203092/">1d20+4=24

Anton will tumble to a nearby empty space that is not threatened by melee weapons. (IF there is such a thing).

Current HP=5

 

[Walking Dad]

Wilbur, 10/11 (4/2)

Wibur, hardly acknowledging the wound, points at the crossbowmen and releases the spell.

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Casting Sleep. Try to hit as many as possible, but no allies.
Will save (1d20+5=18)
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[Shayuri]

Panting, Arcata keeps up the tiring business of hauling water to the window and hurling it out onto the fire.

"I hope the others are all right," she says to him. "I can still hear the battle going on out there."

She watches the fire for any signs that it's going out...alert for the possibility that she can go and reinforce her friends.

 

[Voadam]

Perchance to Dream, Wilbur and Anton up next

Anton's blow was deeper than the swordsman realized and he starts to stumble as more blood flows from the expert strike Anton dealt him.

With the young alcohol distributor tumbling nimbly away Wilbur completes his chanting and focuses amidst the three thugs Anton took on by himself. For a fraction of an instant a small rift to the plane of dreams opens over the thugs Anton is battling and they yawn, blink their eyes, and slump to the ground as each of them fails to fight off their glimpse into Dream.

Logan pops his head around Lucius' doorway long enough to invoke his own magic against the cloaked Belko and golden runes rise up to prison the sorcerer's feet.

The sniper fires off one shot that flies true, striking Wilbur faster than his defensive Chaos magic can rise to protect him. The bolt grazes the scholar, drawing blood. With a curse he disappears backing off from the rooftop and out of sight.

Arcata dumps pan after pan of water through the window onto the debris fire, certain that if sparks catch the thatch roof it will go up like dry tinder, quickly cooking anyone caught inside. Brother Egil keeps the pans coming in their two person fire brigade. The water is damping the fire, but it is not put out yet.



Initiative

Wilbur 5
Anton 5
Crossbow 2 4 (asleep)
Crossbow alley 2
Cloaked Belko 22 (prisoned)
Logan 18
Crossbow 1 14 (asleep)
Sniper 12 (out of sight)
Swordsman Rittorio 5 (asleep, bleeding heavily)

ooc Wilbur takes 7 damage from the bolt.
Anton's current hp is 3, he took 3 from the swordsman's first strike and 7 from the second knocking him from 12 to 3.