Metropolis (The World in Waiting) - Chapter One

[Phoenix]

Ghost's mace dances through the air giving him a split second to quickly glance down at his feet "The wharf, it begins to break apart" he yells as he points at the rotting wood beneath his feet "Flee you fools before we all plummet to the water. Take this fight to solid ground now" he yells as he holds his action to flee from the bridge if given the chance.

[sblock]Bardic Song - Round Four
Twitchy attack roll (AC 14) +28 - Possible Critical
Twitchy critical confirmation (AC 14) +14 - Success!
Twitchy damage roll - 14pts (23 total)
Ghost Diplomacy check (DC 17) +20 - Success
Taran attack roll (AC 14) +20 - Hit
Taran damage roll - 5pts
Cultist Concentration check (DC 16) +19 - Success
Cultist damage roll - 4pts
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The cultist fell to the pier at Taran's feet, screaming in pain. Twitchy's expert climbing skills apparently worked well on human flesh, and now the large rat was gnawing on the cultist's throat. But that was the least of it...

The pier beneath him began to crumble a little more, and though his companion was now food for an oversized rat, and though his spear had sliced the man across his ribs, he refused to run.

There was shouting from Ghost, he couldn't hear what, but he and his assailant looked at each other for a moment and moved towards dry land, keeping an eye on each other all the time. Their fight hadn't finished, just relocated it seemed.

Energy leapt suddenly from the cultist's hands, lancing across the pier towards Taran in a crackling ball. Thudding heavily into his chest and threatening to tip him over the edge, it seemed that the battle was far from over.

 

[Phoenix]

[sblock]ooc: Ah, I see. Well, Ba'aktar only needs one alive... [/sblock]

Ba'aktar jerked his head towards the copy of himself, and the boy hooked up to it with wires.

"I'll make it clearer then: Drop your little blade and explain that thing, or I'll do this to you," he brings his makeshift weapon down upon cultist with the broken arm, intending to finish the job.

There was a short cry and a squelching noise at Ba'aktar's feet. The surviving cultist looked down, swiftly evaluating his position and stepping back, gesturing to the child and...his copy <?>.

"We found this half-orc guarding the children from the orphanage, so we're using him in temporal experiments. If you want him them though, he's all yours, nearly dead anyway and no use to use anymore."

 

[Bront]

[sblock]Bardic Song - Round Four
Twitchy attack roll (AC 14) +28 - Possible Critical
Twitchy critical confirmation (AC 14) +14 - Success!
Twitchy damage roll - 14pts (23 total)
Ghost Diplomacy check (DC 17) +20 - Success
Taran attack roll (AC 14) +20 - Hit
Taran damage roll - 5pts
Cultist Concentration check (DC 16) +19 - Success
Cultist damage roll - 4pts
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The cultist fell to the pier at Taran's feet, screaming in pain. Twitchy's expert climbing skills apparently worked well on human flesh, and now the large rat was gnawing on the cultist's throat. But that was the least of it...

The pier beneath him began to crumble a little more, and though his companion was now food for an oversized rat, and though his spear had sliced the man across his ribs, he refused to run.

There was shouting from Ghost, he couldn't hear what, but he and his assailant looked at each other for a moment and moved towards dry land, keeping an eye on each other all the time. Their fight hadn't finished, just relocated it seemed.

Energy leapt suddenly from the cultist's hands, lancing across the pier towards Taran in a crackling ball. Thudding heavily into his chest and threatening to tip him over the edge, it seemed that the battle was far from over.

"Let's scoot Twitchy" and Taran takes off running to the end of the dock with his faithful companion.

[sblock]Withdraw action, double move that the 1st 5' step does not provoke an attack of opertunity, to the end of the dock, same with Twitchy.[/sblock]

 

[Festy_Dog]

There was a short cry and a squelching noise at Ba'aktar's feet. The surviving cultist looked down, swiftly evaluating his position and stepping back, gesturing to the child and...his copy <?>.

"We found this half-orc guarding the children from the orphanage, so we're using him in temporal experiments. If you want him them though, he's all yours, nearly dead anyway and no use to use anymore."

[sblock][ooc: Readying attack in case the cultist attempts hostilities.][/sblock]

Ba'aktar was suddenly confused. He brought the metal bar up to a ready position again.

"What!? Him!? He wasn't the one at the orphange, I was. Stop whatever's happening so's I can get my gear back," he says, eyeing the wires suspiciously, "How did you manage to make a copy of me? And no more magic talk, plain Common, or I'll get angry and bust a window in your skull."

The frustration boiling up in him itched and burned in his arms, desiring a release through more violence. He wasn't quite sure what was happening any more, but he entered the room with the impression that they were making a copy of him to resume his life as though nothing had happened, and then the duplicate would become a puppet of whatever sinister organisation this was. The cultist referred to the half-orc on the table there as the original though, whish was a disturbing prospect. Should it actually be true, then Ba'aktar, or whoever he was, had a lot of thinking to do once he had made his escape.

 

[D20Dazza]

Ghost Hound Elf Bard

There was shouting from Ghost, he couldn't hear what, but he and his assailant looked at each other for a moment and moved towards dry land, keeping an eye on each other all the time. Their fight hadn't finished, just relocated it seemed.

Finding his feet on solid ground Ghost takes up the attack with renewed ferocity "You've hurt people you shouldn't of Yellow Robe and for that you die"

[sblock]yay - personal milestone, post number 500 [/sblock]

 

[Phoenix]

[sblock][ooc: Readying attack in case the cultist attempts hostilities.][/sblock]

Ba'aktar was suddenly confused. He brought the metal bar up to a ready position again.

"What!? Him!? He wasn't the one at the orphange, I was. Stop whatever's happening so's I can get my gear back," he says, eyeing the wires suspiciously, "How did you manage to make a copy of me? And no more magic talk, plain Common, or I'll get angry and bust a window in your skull."

[sblock]Sense Motive (DC hidden) +12 - ???
[/sblock]

The cultist looks at both Ba'aktars and stutters, "This is the one we picked up, are you his twin brother or something???"

With fear in his eyes the cultist only continues after an encouraging shake from Ba'aktar's iron bar.

"We're, ahhh, using this child to see how his magic affects our prisoner. The children give us our power, but each of them do different things, we have to test them."

 

[Phoenix]

Finding his feet on solid ground Ghost takes up the attack with renewed ferocity "You've hurt people you shouldn't of Yellow Robe and for that you die"

[sblock]Bardic Song - Round Five
Taran Balance check (DC 12) +15 - Success
Twitchy Balance check (DC 12) +21 - Success
Cultist Balance check (DC 12) +16 - Success
Cultist Balance check (DC 12) +13 - Success
Cultist attack of opportunity roll (Taran AC 20) +8 - Miss
Ghost attack roll (AC 14) +24 - Hit
Ghost damage roll - 3pts
Cultist attack roll (Ghost AC 14) +5 - Critical Miss
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Running past the cultist, Taran and Twitchy escape the weaken dock (though their expeditious retreat causes the peir to weaken further) and the blade of their assailant. The cultist is equally lucky however, chasing the two towards dry land rather than staying upon unsteady ground.

Ghost's mace comes down hard but only clips his attacker's wrist, more than enough though for the cultist to lose grip of his blade and watch it tumble to the ground at his feet.

 

[Bront]

[sblock]Bardic Song - Round Five
Taran Balance check (DC 12) +15 - Success
Twitchy Balance check (DC 12) +21 - Success
Cultist Balance check (DC 12) +16 - Success
Cultist Balance check (DC 12) +13 - Success
Cultist attack of opportunity roll (Taran AC 20) +8 - Miss
Ghost attack roll (AC 14) +24 - Hit
Ghost damage roll - 3pts
Cultist attack roll (Ghost AC 14) +5 - Critical Miss
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Running past the cultist, Taran and Twitchy escape the weaken dock (though their expeditious retreat causes the peir to weaken further) and the blade of their assailant. The cultist is equally lucky however, chasing the two towards dry land rather than staying upon unsteady ground.

Ghost's mace comes down hard but only clips his attacker's wrist, more than enough though for the cultist to lose grip of his blade and watch it tumble to the ground at his feet.

Taran says "Nice try, but I'm not that easy to get rid of" as he stabs at the cultist. Twitchy unleashes his wrath on a cultist as well.

[sblock]Taran's Attack: MW Short Spear +7 1d4+2 20x2
Twitchy Bite +8 melee (Possibly +2 more for charge) (1d6+3 plus disease (DC 13))[/sblock]

 

[Festy_Dog]

The cultist looks at both Ba'aktars and stutters, "This is the one we picked up, are you his twin brother or something???"

With fear in his eyes the cultist only continues after an encouraging shake from Ba'aktar's iron bar.

"We're, ahhh, using this child to see how his magic affects our prisoner. The children give us our power, but each of them do different things, we have to test them."

Ba'aktar glares at the robed man.

"What is he!? What am I!? There isn't a second me, one of us isn't the real one, what are they!? Tell me!" he yells, his patience had almost run out and he was shaking with anger.

 

[D20Dazza]

Ghost Hound Elf bard

Ghost's mace comes down hard but only clips his attacker's wrist, more than enough though for the cultist to lose grip of his blade and watch it tumble to the ground at his feet.

Ghost presses the attack on the now weaponless cultist "You should have taken the chance to talk before attacking, your overconfidence will be your undoing"