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Experience II

Silvermoon

Seeing the dwarf vanish in blinding speed, Silvermoon hurries off after him, hoping for the best and expecting the worst.
 

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The dwarf and elf enter the hold just in time to see a cloud of sparks coalesce into a humanoid form. The area is now dimly lit by the fires it has left burning on the support struts and bulkheads. The figure turns towards the new arrivals, its blackened, withered face expressionless as the seared muscles pull its lips back, revealing astonishingly white teeth.

The mule, though unharmed as of yet, is in a blind panick, her kicking threatening to upset the goods piled nearby. The stench of burnt mule dung gives mute, though pungent, testimony to the manner in which the seal was bypassed.
 
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Silvermoon

“Uh, oh. I guess the seal wasn't working then.”

The elf stops abruptly at the entrance to the hold and immediately starts casting a spell.



OOC: Casting Mirror Image.
 

*Granite, on the other hand, does only what is expected of a drunken dwarf faced with vile undead. He takes two large swallows of ale. His face becomes set in a mask of rage as he pulls his frost-rimmed right-handed mug from his belt.*

[OOC - Taking two drinks, entering drunken rage. New stats: Str 20, Dex 16, Con 18, Int 10, Wis 16, Cha 8. Rage lasts for four rounds. New AC - 17 (+2 Dex, +2 Wis, +1 monk, +2 ring). HP - 111. Saves - Fort +14, Ref +14, Will +11. Attacks - +17/+12 Right Hand, for 1d6+7+1d6 extra frost. Drawing mug.]
 

Granite feels the cold ale sliding down his throat, stoking the fire of his rage. Silvermoon begins casting her spell, but feels the burning eyes of the creature boring into hers before she can speak more than a word. She barely manages to fight off the blazing force that seeks to control her will, gasping out the magic and seeing seven duplicates appear around her.
 

*With a deep howl, Granite runs forward, dodging about the crowded hold with drunken ease, mug and fist ready to smash the vile thing's face in.*

[OOC - Charge and attack with frosty mug. Can charge in a crooked line due to swaying waist class ability.]
 

Granite rushes forward, his lurching and swaying maneuvering him around the cargo and bringing him face to sternum with his foe. As the Right Hand swings brutally forward, Granite's foot catches on a projecting plank, sending him stumbling slightly past the creature, who seizes this opportunity to slam a blackened fist brutally into Granite's back. The blow itself feels like a hammer, but worse yet is the terrible searing pain that spreads outward, leaving his muscles weakened and trembling. The withered corpse then leaps agilely past, towards Silvermoon.

OOC: Granite has just received 10 points of damage and two negative levels.
 

Silvermoon

“I hate it, when I'm right...”

Retreating a few steps backwards, Silvermoon starts to cast another spell. As she finshes her gestures, three rays of burning fire race towards the scorched corpse.


OOC: Either 5' step (if threatened), or 10' move; casting Scorching Ray.
 

*The weakness that washed over Granite may have left him somewhat diminished in body, but only fueled the fires of his spirit. Turning and charging again, jumping about to avoid any further trip-ups, Granite goes to hammer his mug into the corpse again.*

OOC - Well that sucked. Time to get busy! Going to Tumble if I need to to avoid tripping again. I assumed I rolled a big, fat 1?
 

Silvermoon's fiery bolts lash out, two striking her target solidly in the chest. Its blackened skin flakes slightly, and a few wisps of smoke waft away, but it seems scarcely affected.

Granite's second charge is executed much more gracefully, but the hammering right arm is partly deflected by the creature's dexterous parry, glancing off its sun-wizened hide without causing injury.

Stepping toward Silvermoon, the corpse lashes out with blows like lightning, its flailing fists shattering five of her images like the glass after which they are named. Preoccupied with its defense against Granite, though, it fails to strike the wizardess herself.

OOC: Yep, that's right. A shiny golden 1, just for you!
 

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