Devil's Plow - Leaving Ironcraig

[Kerrz]

Tobe snores heavily, peacefully asleep.

 

[PsYcHoTiC]

Jonath's eyes are wide and stunned at the escaped prisoner making away with his equipment, though his brief mental blank is abruptly ended as an arrow slices across his forehead. Turning towards the direction from which the arrow came from, Jonath points his sword and moves towards Troll, shouting "ALERT! We're under attack!" as he does so. When he reaches the escaping prisoner, the dwarf stamps his heavy boot onto the filthy creature's torso, attempting to pin him down.

 

[Ringmereth]

And at that point, everyone wakes up.

 

[Komodo]

Ringmereth,
[sblock]I'll also take my quiver, my bow, and my sword, for obvious reasons.[/sblock]

Troll stares down into the dwarf's eyes. "Now is not the time," he growls. "Unchain me and you may survive this night," he says, holding out his shackled arms.

 

[Ringmereth]

Just a note: fighting in melee with your hands chained won't cause any penalties, so long as you're using both hands for the task. However, trying to use a bow in manacles is more or less impossible.

 

[Kerrz]

Tobe rolls over into a crouch and surveys the scene as he draws and strings his shortbow - making sure to keep his horn and longsword close by.

He looks around the scenery, trying to find the source of the threat. He slowly comes to terms with Jonath crouched overtop of the chained goblinoid and dismisses it as something to deal with later.

 

[Steve Gorak]

Dang double post! Please dismiss.

 

[Steve Gorak]

Tobe rolls over into a crouch and surveys the scene as he draws and strings his shortbow - making sure to keep his horn and longsword close by.

He looks around the scenery, trying to find the source of the threat. He slowly comes to terms with Jonath crouched overtop of the chained goblinoid and dismisses it as something to deal with later.

Ethyann suddently awakes, startled by all the noise around him. He grabs his bow and readies an arrow, without thinking, in a fluid, almost instinctive manner. While doing this, he moves to nearby trees and bushes to hide.

He tries to focus his elven senses to determine if he can see any foes. If he can, he will cast a light spell in the middle of where most of the ennemies are. He will then shoot arrows at his foes.


OCC 1: Hide : + 6, Move silently : + 6, Spot : + 7, Search : + 8, Listen : + 7

OCC 2: Glad to see the game is up and running!

 

[PsYcHoTiC]

Jonath smiles slightly at the request, his eyes scanning the hobgoblins body, as he raises his greatsword from it's idle position. "What makes ye think that I even have the durned keys? Besides, me'd have to be a bearded gnome to follow through with what chu're askin' fer."

 

[Komodo]

"Did I say you had to use a key?" responds the hobgoblin, sneering. He nods towards Jonath's sword, "That oversized butter knife ought to do the trick." Troll falls to one knee and stretches the chain across the ground. "Quickly, now. Set me free and we may repel these attackers together."