hewligan
First Post
The Bell
Jokad grits his teeth and drops into a crouch. The stairs offer little opportunity to dodge but he would pray to Gozreh for a bit of luck. The bell was heading straight for him, and then, as if in a half blink, it was upon him.
He dived, instinctively. He dived forward.
Jovik, ahead by a few steps saw the giant metal structure thud the wall mere feet above them and then move with such speed that it ripped a massive rent in the wall and stairs just three steps below where he was standing, just ... exactly where Jokad had been.
The thing clinging to the bell had somehow become lodged, half smeared, a tangle of bones and rendered flesh, into the gash in the wall. The air outside was cold. Jovik thought it strange that he should notice this, now.
Danth, flinched at the speed of things. Flinched back, and turned his shoulder. He felt the suction of the great bell as it moved past. It seemed to brush against him, almost a caress as it passed. And in its passing, it left a dangerous hole in the stairs, upon which Danth was standing perilously.
He looked up. Six steps ahead ... except there were now no steps, stood Jovik. His mouth was open wide, his eyes staring with shock. Jokad was gone.
And then Danth saw him.
The shoanti was swinging backwards into view, his arms stretched and straining as the weight of his body coupled with the momentum from his last minute dive, send him swinging freely. He was dangling from the step upon which Jovik stood. His fingers were perilously clasping the shattered wood.
Jovik, seeing Danth stare, looked down. Jokad was dangling above 120 feet of open air.
Jovik tried to move to help, but the step creaked ominously. He tried to kneel again, but the groan from the wood was too much. His weight, coupled with the weight of Jokad, was going to send them both down to their deaths. Jovik stepped back onto the step above.
"I cannot help!" he shouted.
The response from Jokad was a curse that would make even a fish-wife blush.
But the big man did not fancy the fall to the floor below. If he was going to join Kael in honourable death, he would do it in battle, not by falling. He gritted his teeth, and with great effort slowly swung one arm over the step. With his elbow and forearm now offering him some leverage, he stilled his swing, and then grabbed with the other arm for the step above. Jovik moved back again. And suddenly Jokad was up, his chest first, then one knee, and then he was crouched upon the step. He smiled. And then he noticed the thing moving with speed down the steps towards them.
OOC: Danth - you are separated only by a 6 step gap, which isn't actually that far on these shallow steps, and you can easily jump it, but you need to wait until Jokad and Jovik free the space. Also, the last remaining faceless stalker is coming down the stairs to meet you. It will arrive next round.
Actions and inits please, and single file only with Jovik currently at the front (although you can shift positions in time if you both decide, but at the expense of a -5 to initiative given the care that would be required).
Jokad grits his teeth and drops into a crouch. The stairs offer little opportunity to dodge but he would pray to Gozreh for a bit of luck. The bell was heading straight for him, and then, as if in a half blink, it was upon him.
He dived, instinctively. He dived forward.
Jovik, ahead by a few steps saw the giant metal structure thud the wall mere feet above them and then move with such speed that it ripped a massive rent in the wall and stairs just three steps below where he was standing, just ... exactly where Jokad had been.
The thing clinging to the bell had somehow become lodged, half smeared, a tangle of bones and rendered flesh, into the gash in the wall. The air outside was cold. Jovik thought it strange that he should notice this, now.
Danth, flinched at the speed of things. Flinched back, and turned his shoulder. He felt the suction of the great bell as it moved past. It seemed to brush against him, almost a caress as it passed. And in its passing, it left a dangerous hole in the stairs, upon which Danth was standing perilously.
He looked up. Six steps ahead ... except there were now no steps, stood Jovik. His mouth was open wide, his eyes staring with shock. Jokad was gone.
And then Danth saw him.
The shoanti was swinging backwards into view, his arms stretched and straining as the weight of his body coupled with the momentum from his last minute dive, send him swinging freely. He was dangling from the step upon which Jovik stood. His fingers were perilously clasping the shattered wood.
Jovik, seeing Danth stare, looked down. Jokad was dangling above 120 feet of open air.
Jovik tried to move to help, but the step creaked ominously. He tried to kneel again, but the groan from the wood was too much. His weight, coupled with the weight of Jokad, was going to send them both down to their deaths. Jovik stepped back onto the step above.
"I cannot help!" he shouted.
The response from Jokad was a curse that would make even a fish-wife blush.
But the big man did not fancy the fall to the floor below. If he was going to join Kael in honourable death, he would do it in battle, not by falling. He gritted his teeth, and with great effort slowly swung one arm over the step. With his elbow and forearm now offering him some leverage, he stilled his swing, and then grabbed with the other arm for the step above. Jovik moved back again. And suddenly Jokad was up, his chest first, then one knee, and then he was crouched upon the step. He smiled. And then he noticed the thing moving with speed down the steps towards them.
OOC: Danth - you are separated only by a 6 step gap, which isn't actually that far on these shallow steps, and you can easily jump it, but you need to wait until Jokad and Jovik free the space. Also, the last remaining faceless stalker is coming down the stairs to meet you. It will arrive next round.
Actions and inits please, and single file only with Jovik currently at the front (although you can shift positions in time if you both decide, but at the expense of a -5 to initiative given the care that would be required).
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