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<blockquote data-quote="Radiating Gnome" data-source="post: 465740" data-attributes="member: 150"><p><strong>Poland 4 part 4</strong></p><p></p><p>Part 4</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Everyone in the tank cheered.</p><p></p><p>On top of the tank, the sudden motion of the turret had nearly thrown Irk and Minimonk off the tank. They had done a fair amount of riding atop the tank, and had come to expect the sudden shift of the turret, but the Kyton was not so experienced. He fell off the back of the tank, chain-appendages still clinging to the tank. The tank lurched forward a bit, dragging the writing devil along behind. </p><p></p><p>Irk and Minimonk took advantage of the Kyton's disadvantage and hopped off the tank to pound on him -- they were not able to kill him outright, but they did damage him enough that they would not have to face him for some time.</p><p></p><p>The tank continued to roll forward, bulling its way up to the fenceline, pushing thrrough as barbed wire and fence buckled under the tank's treads. </p><p></p><p>That was when the third devil attacked -- a Hellcat, invisible and toothy, started to slash at the handful of characters outside the tank. </p><p></p><p>Irk stood in the Hellcat's way for a few rounds, trading blows, but loosing ground each round as many of his blows struck the empty air. Eventually he had to back off, but was saved from serious hurt by the timely arrival of Ulric and Pah, returning from teh destruction of the Factory. Ulric, now in Buffalo form and asl o invisible, charged the hellcat. Onlookers were treated to a few rounds of dust spinning, agonized roars, and blood spraying the dirt from nowhere as Ulric finished the Hellcat. </p><p></p><p>At about the same time the tank was slowling making it's way through a low wall (which it had blown holes through) and towards the central cement building in the compound. This was complicated by sniper fire from one of the guard towers, whose bulltes were finding their way through the viewports of the party's tank with even more accuracy than Eli's arrows. Spotters caught sight of one of the SS spellcasters up in the tower, casting a spell (true strike) and then shooting the rifle each round. A bit of machine gun fire drove him out of the guard tower, down to the ground where Ulric and Pah teamed up to finish him. </p><p></p><p>Eli, meanwhile, lead Irk and Crys around to the front of the central building, where Eli stopped and threw open the large main doors. </p><p></p><p>A few steps behind, Crys and Irk could not yet see what Eli did -- but they saw the slack-jawed look on his face, for just a moment, before he reflexivly began to shoot his bow for all he was worth.</p><p></p><p>Irk turned the corner and saw what he Eli so spooked the second before. </p><p></p><p>The space beyond was a large open area, the ceiling two stories high. A sort of converted warehouse or motor pool. Beyond the open area there were some door sthat lead into a handful of first floor rooms, on top of whihc was an observation platform that over looked the open ground floor. </p><p></p><p>On that observation platform there were many odd devices and objects, a few of which looked oddly familiar to Irk (from the vision he had when he was being gated into this world). Up on the platform there was a scientist in a lab coat, and the mind flayer, Ghareth Axom, who Irk had already faced twice in his short life. The last time it had cost Irk a foot. </p><p></p><p>On the ground floor, guarding the doors, were a pair of SS Vertrans with a evil ast to their skin. And standing in the center of the room, in the midst of a large pentagram was a devil that dwarfed the little ones they had fought before -- A Cornugon, whose long, firely whip slithered along the floor as he turned to face the Elf and Dwarf that had opened the door, without knocking first. </p><p></p><p>And the session ended there.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Radiating Gnome, post: 465740, member: 150"] [b]Poland 4 part 4[/b] Part 4 Everyone in the tank cheered. On top of the tank, the sudden motion of the turret had nearly thrown Irk and Minimonk off the tank. They had done a fair amount of riding atop the tank, and had come to expect the sudden shift of the turret, but the Kyton was not so experienced. He fell off the back of the tank, chain-appendages still clinging to the tank. The tank lurched forward a bit, dragging the writing devil along behind. Irk and Minimonk took advantage of the Kyton's disadvantage and hopped off the tank to pound on him -- they were not able to kill him outright, but they did damage him enough that they would not have to face him for some time. The tank continued to roll forward, bulling its way up to the fenceline, pushing thrrough as barbed wire and fence buckled under the tank's treads. That was when the third devil attacked -- a Hellcat, invisible and toothy, started to slash at the handful of characters outside the tank. Irk stood in the Hellcat's way for a few rounds, trading blows, but loosing ground each round as many of his blows struck the empty air. Eventually he had to back off, but was saved from serious hurt by the timely arrival of Ulric and Pah, returning from teh destruction of the Factory. Ulric, now in Buffalo form and asl o invisible, charged the hellcat. Onlookers were treated to a few rounds of dust spinning, agonized roars, and blood spraying the dirt from nowhere as Ulric finished the Hellcat. At about the same time the tank was slowling making it's way through a low wall (which it had blown holes through) and towards the central cement building in the compound. This was complicated by sniper fire from one of the guard towers, whose bulltes were finding their way through the viewports of the party's tank with even more accuracy than Eli's arrows. Spotters caught sight of one of the SS spellcasters up in the tower, casting a spell (true strike) and then shooting the rifle each round. A bit of machine gun fire drove him out of the guard tower, down to the ground where Ulric and Pah teamed up to finish him. Eli, meanwhile, lead Irk and Crys around to the front of the central building, where Eli stopped and threw open the large main doors. A few steps behind, Crys and Irk could not yet see what Eli did -- but they saw the slack-jawed look on his face, for just a moment, before he reflexivly began to shoot his bow for all he was worth. Irk turned the corner and saw what he Eli so spooked the second before. The space beyond was a large open area, the ceiling two stories high. A sort of converted warehouse or motor pool. Beyond the open area there were some door sthat lead into a handful of first floor rooms, on top of whihc was an observation platform that over looked the open ground floor. On that observation platform there were many odd devices and objects, a few of which looked oddly familiar to Irk (from the vision he had when he was being gated into this world). Up on the platform there was a scientist in a lab coat, and the mind flayer, Ghareth Axom, who Irk had already faced twice in his short life. The last time it had cost Irk a foot. On the ground floor, guarding the doors, were a pair of SS Vertrans with a evil ast to their skin. And standing in the center of the room, in the midst of a large pentagram was a devil that dwarfed the little ones they had fought before -- A Cornugon, whose long, firely whip slithered along the floor as he turned to face the Elf and Dwarf that had opened the door, without knocking first. And the session ended there. [/QUOTE]
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