Hero's Quest (Solo Eberron Campaign)


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The 'forged sidesteps from your sword and tries to counter, but you parry his attack with you sword. He taunts you as he presses on. "Hah, you meatbags shall fall before the blades. I am Falchion, and I will take your head for what you did to Scimitar."

The remaining kobold drops his crossbow and draws a small sword while circling around to get behind you.
 


In a fluid circle you decapitate the little assaillant and return to the defencive position facing Falchion. He was apparantly surpriced by the grace of your movement as his next swing missed you by two feet and lodged his sword to the table nearby.

OOC: I rolled a natural 1 on his attack so that was a fumble.
 


OOC: Hmm. This is going to take a while. Unless...

Falchion rips his sword from the table splintering the table in the process. This leaves an opening for you to strike but your sword clangs harmlesly on his cladding. He swings his sword with full force overhead but you manage to sidestep it and take only a scratch. The duel continues frantically for over a minute and a crowd starts to gather around you, gazing at the sight. Eventually Falchion lies broken on the floor and you stand victorious, albeit wounded.

OOC2: Since this was just a "duel" and there was really not much chance for tactics I rolled the battle to the end. It took 12 rounds after your last post. You took 27 damage.
 

" Bastards certainly do not go down easy, " gasps Valsamath, taking a few generous moments to catch his breath. " Perhaps we had best be leaving now, Lady Elaydren. "

But not before he scoops up the pack left for him, and his new sword, " Falchion " and anything else the warforged and kobolds have on them that looks worthwhile. As the spectators look on, they also see some of his wounds begin to close up by their own...

Body Adjustment x2: 2d12=13

HP 43/26
PP 14/4
 

Taking a breath and starting to speak to Elaydren, you turn to her direction only to find out that she is no longer there. The backpack is lying next to the table and near it you notice an empty potion-vial. Elaydren must have used the commotion and snuck out. Something has been scrathed to table she used as a cover. Left pocket. Get out of Sharn now! Meet you later. E.
 

Nodding slightly, Valsamath grabs the pack, the sword " Falchion " and whatever else he found of value and quickly leaves. Again making full use of his abilities, he begins to descend towards the Lightning Rail station, but along the way, when he finds somewhere nice, secluded and accessible only to himself and others with extra abilities, he takes a moment to look at what has been placed in the left pocket of the pack.
 

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