Feint Whispers Chapter #5: The Excavation

[jasamcarl]

After another few minutes of walking, you notice something strange. The forest is unnaturally still here. The natural sounds you've grown accustomed to while traveling through the forest have all died away. About 50 feet ahead, it looks like trees begin to thin out into a clearing. the size of which is impossible to discern from this distance. What you can all discern is that, attempting to hide behind trees at the edge of the clearing (50ft away), three hunched figures with tightly drawn purple skin are peering at you down the trail.

Initiative: Jericho, the Ghouls, Whitney, Bhartus, Norri, Tarowyn.

Jericho is up.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho canters forward taking the led position, moving forward 10 feet, he holds his position drawing his shield, and will attempt to fight from horseback.

OOC: Ride Bonus if needed with Military Saddle is +7/+9 for staying in the saddle. Ready action attack the first ghoul that comes into range, and maybe get a Cleave Attack, Power Attack +2/-2, leaving him a +7 to strike with his enchanted blade, and doing 1d10+8 damage, I believe teir a bonus for attacking from higher ground, +1, so that makes his attack a +8.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus will attempt to turn the ghouls on his move.

"Back you fiends!" shouts the priest.

 

[jasamcarl]

The creatures sprint towards Jericho, their bony limbs moving in a manner more resembling a beast than. When they reach the warrior, their necks snap up as their mouths attempt to sink into Jericho's legs. A swing with his bastard sword up his left side takes off the head of one ghoul, felling it, while gouging a mean scar in the chest and neck of another one, which still stands thanks to some inhuman power. The two remaining fiends snap with their maws, but Jericho's legs move too swiftly to be caught.

Whitney is up. The two remaining ghouls are now 10ft from the rest of the party, one on either side of Jericho. The one on the left appears damaged, the one on the right is as yet untouched.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney pulls her Crossbow from it's saddle mount and drops a bolt into place, looking to hit the creature before it gets too close.


OOC: taking a shot with my trusty crossbow

 

[jasamcarl]

Jericho's cleave is followed by a bolt from Whitney, which cracks through the already scarred chest of the wounded ghoul. It's limbs go limp and it falls to the forest brush with a crunch.

Holy power, conjured by Bhartus, lights the shaded forest. The ghoul to the right of Jericho's mount begin to burn, smoke rising from its already dried skin. A burst of holy fire, and the creature is nothing more than an ash mark on fallen leaves.

Out of Initiative. The clearing is still ahead.

 

[Krug]

"Thank you Moradin. I am thy hammer on earth, cleansing the world of aberrations like these," he says, as he looks at the ash pile. "They'll be hunting in hell now," says Bhartus over the remaining dead forms.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho cleans his blade from horseback, and then looks to the party, "Lets continue on, that was barely worth the effort, nice shot though Whitney, you are starting to improve."

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Jericho cleans his blade from horseback, and then looks to the party, "Lets continue on, that was barely worth the effort, nice shot though Whitney, you are starting to improve."

Whitney doesn't reply, simply turning her horse away and back onto the trail, the silence comign downright frosty.

(OOC: she's still a bit miffed huh? LOL)

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Jericho cleans his blade from horseback, and then looks to the party, "Lets continue on, that was barely worth the effort, nice shot though Whitney, you are starting to improve."

Whitney doesn't reply, simply turning her horse away and back onto the trail, the silence comign downright frosty.

(OOC: she's still a bit miffed huh? LOL)