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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ashrem Bayle" data-source="post: 1070775" data-attributes="member: 3103">IlshaAn ice cold breeze seemed to slice through Ilsha's clothes like they were nothing. As she approached the burning home, she would have been thankful for the heat if not for the gruesome task at hand. She pulled Tad's lifeless body behind her, leaving a bloody trail in the snow.She had just managed to get him onto the porch when another crash sounded from inside. The house wouldn't last long at this rate.The roar of the flames where not enough keep her from hearing the sounds of battle that suddenly erupted from the barn.________________________________________________AerenAeren stepped aside as the others moved cautiously forward. A chill ran down his spine, and he suddenly wished he had the dagger that was still hidden under his mattress. In fact, he wished he himself was hidden under his mattress right now. He searched around quickly, and saw an old rusted pitchfork propped against the wall.He couldn't see what was happening behind the hay, but when the others suddenly surged forward, accompanied by a horrific scream echoing through the barn, he hurried to grab the pitchfork and held it at the ready.OOC: Readied action to attack the Fell if it comes near. _______________________________________________BaileyA combination of the terrible events he had recently witnessed, and the shock of death and rebirth as one of the dreaded Fell, had robbed the old man of his sanity. There was a mad, feral, look in his eyes as he suddenly lurched forward, the spear dragging the floor, causing him to fall as much as lunge toward Choric. OOC: Attack of OpportunityHis face a snarl of rage, he reached out in an attempt to grab the young guardsman. Unfortunately for him, Choric's fear fueled reflexes where quick to take advantage of the opening. As he leapt to get out of the creature's grasp, he swung his weapon to defend himself, cracking the creature's skull with the force of his blow.The blow knocked the Fell's head to the side, causing it to stumble away, but it wasn't enough to stop the creature.________________________________________________KalKal, his own mace in hand, staggered back in surprise as the Fell lunged at his friend. It was with grim satisfaction that he saw Choric's mace collide with the old man's head. Off balance, due partly to the blow, and partly to the large spear still running the length of his body, Old Man Bailey stumbled away from Choric in Kal's direction.As the fell neared, Kal tightened the grip on his mace, and after only a moment of uncertainty, he swung the mace for the first time in his life with the intent to kill. OOC: AttackThe mace whistled as it cut through the air. The fell turned, as the mace crashed against his shoulder. Old Man Bailey snarled, blood and drool spilling from his mouth, and he let out another maddened shriek. ____________________________________________ChoricChoric's initial blow landed across the side of the old man's head, sending him stumbling away toward his friend who responded with his own attack. Choric didn't let up, knowing that to do so might mean their deaths. He lunged at the creature's back, swinging his mace in a panicked frenzy. OOC: Flanking AttackOnce again Choric's mace found its mark. The Fell's head jerked hard to the side, the skull cracking from the force of the blow. A stream of blood flew through the air and splattered across Tamari's face.The creature staggered, its head a ruined mess. Yet it did not die......_____________________________________________EligAs his friends advanced, Elig had set a stone spinning in his sling. So much was happening at once, and it was hard to get a good shot at the monster that stood before him, threatening his friends. Finally, seeing a clear opportunity, he let the stone fly. OOC: Ranged AttackIf the god's still listened, Elig would have thanked them. The stone whizzed through the air and the hit the creature with an audible *THUNK*. The stone had buried itself in the Fell's already horribly damaged head.The thing jerked with a spasm, and fell forward lifelessly at Tamari's feet._______________________________________________TamariTamari almost vomited when the old man's blood splashed across her face. The fear and revulsion where terrible and it took all she had to regain her senses. Suddenly angry at her own fear, and angry at the creature before her for inspiring that fear, she lunged at it with her spear, intent on ending its miserable mockery of a life. She was almost upon it when a stone whistled past her ear and struck the creature in its head. It jerked and convulsed only once before it collapsed at her feet, almost tripping her. The heat of battle subsided as, with an audibly crunch; she buried her spear in the creature's chest, insuring its return to death.________________________________________________For a time, the barn was silent as everyone stared in shock at the creature that lay before them. OOC: Wow. Those where some really good rolls. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /></blockquote>

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