Feint Whispers Chapter #4: The Hallowed Hills

As Durham's words echo through the cavern, Tarowyn is able to let fly one arrow at the evil spawn. The arrow head grazes the monk's arm, but it does not seem to have an effect.

Bhartus' symbol shines with divine light, but Durham seems completly unaffected.

"Your God has no place here, dwarf. My new Master has more active patrons. Jericho, stop your friends, they have gone mad."

Jericho: you feel compelled to help save your friend from the savage hands of your fellow Fists.

Initiative: Jericho, Tarowyn and Brother Durham, Whitney, Norri, Bhartus
 
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Jericho growls... "You have gone too far elfy!"

Jericho rushes forward and slashes at Tarowyn with his blade... setting himself up for a cleave attack...

Sometimes I don't think when I write...
 
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Tokiwong said:
Jericho rushes forward and slashes at Jericho with his blade.../i]


OOC: Whew! I thought he was going to attack Tarowyn:p

Seeing his friend on the move towards him, Tarowyn runs. "You've never been able to best me, D'Orite scum!" the elf taunts Jericho. I've got to keep out of Jericho's reach and keep his attention on me. If I can draw him away, perhaps the others can deal with that monster.
 
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Norri lets a bolt fly at the fiend, muttering a short prayer to any diety willing to listen as it sails to its target.
 
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Tarowyn ably dodges the charmed D'orites swing, retreating towards the north face of the cavern with the D'orite in hot pursuit as the now monstrous Brother Durham rushes towards Bhartus. "Even the Gods have to hear the Laugh, Priest....I should know..." His hands slam towards the dwarf's head, but instead glance of his armor as Bhartus moves to avoid.

Norri's arrow goes wide, to be followed by Whitney's baneful Art, the glowing blue balls colliding with Durham, who screams in pain.

Bhartus steps back five feet, Moradin's power filling the room, white light bathing over Jericho, stopping the misguided warrior in his tracks.

Jericho is Held for 3 rounds.

Tarowyn is up.
 


Seeing Jericho frozen in place, Tarowyn pauses for a brief moment, then turns and fires two arrows at the Laughing God's patsy, Brother Durham. After the they are in flight, the elf rushes forward to close the distance between he and the enemy, calling back over his shoulder to the captive D'orite, "You'll thank us later, boyo!"
 


Both of Tarowyn's arrows scrape Durham's now inhuman flesh, inflicting little to no harm on the creature. The former monk in fact seems to be recovering from Whitney's magic, the marred skin repairing itself. Suddenly his form dissapates into a blue gas, the cloud of which moves back to the southern wall of the cavern.

Whitney is up.

ooc: sorry for the delays. crunch time at the uni.
 
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