NeMoren's Vault IV: The One Who Crawls!!


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What good are they down here, anyway?
I'd like to have Nissa down here, so we could rip this deaf, dumb, and blind boy a new one, but I might as well wish for wings. :(

Of course, Ralph the Wonder Llama might be useful as a steed in battle!
(actually, I've heard that moose bites can be pretty nas-ty!)
 

Ah. What I meant to say was, "I have a noon deadline to finish a bunch of work for a client, and I'm dying to post - but it's going to happen at lunch time." That's what I meant to say. Grrrr. See you then.
 

Devis drinks his Potion of Glibness.

"It's really just as well you've come out, pale one. Saves us the trouble of coming after you. And our Hammer group should be coming out behind you any minute now. Oh yes, we've got you surrounded. Our colleagues are on their way, pincer movement and all that tactical stuff. No point in heading back to the tunnels now.

Make you stand now, and maybe you'll do something worthy of this deity of yours. Not that I think you will, mind you. But I thought it would only be polite to offer you the chance. If you want to go crawling away like a worm, it just means Hammer group will have the fun. "

If that sounds like a Bluff to you, it certainly is. But hopefully we can get him to stay put and fight us, rather than going back for reinforcements. I'll make some ghost sounds next round to make it sound like we've got friends coming down the tunnel behind him.

Everybody ready for a little albino freak flavored butt whuppin'?
 


Devis said:
Devis drinks his Potion of Glibness.

If that sounds like a Bluff to you, it certainly is. But hopefully we can get him to stay put and fight us, rather than going back for reinforcements. I'll make some ghost sounds next round to make it sound like we've got friends coming down the tunnel behind him.


I love it when you're tricky.
 

Kazak's eyes light the area around him, and the burning metallic smell of power rises from his sweating brow. On the monsters, the two riders seem to be unable to remove their metal helms; the lesser biocurrent bounces back and forth between them, searing flesh. One of them swoons, his spear point dipping. Vadania seizes the opportunity, her scimitar snaking out like a viper. It returns bloody, and Perea rears back onto her hind legs as her claw finishes the job. A huge chunk of bloody flesh splatters onto the ground in front of Vadania, and what's left of the goblinoid rider slumps back against the support of the saddle.

Hennet's magic missiles don't seem to have much effect; furious and pouring blood from its front, the giant bug-beast doesn't even flinch. the wound is smoking slightly, though, oozing fluids as the monster tries to line up an opening on Regdar.

With a prayer on his lips, Jozan lets a crossbow bolt go, and is sure it's going to miss. Instead, the remaining rider leans over to look at his dead companion, and the errant bolt strikes him directly in the middle of the head. It pierces the helm, and the rider slumps without making a sound.

The beast immediately realizes that its riders are dead. It rears up with a triumphant buglelike noise, and comes back down, claws slamming down on Ma'Varkith and Kerwyn even as its massive jaws try to pop Regdar's head right off of his neck. A huge claw fastens on each of them, ripping cloth and flesh alike, but Regdar steps back just in time. Instead of crushing his head, the mandibles rip into the stone half a foot from his feet, and the monster struggles to recover its balance.

Lidda doesn't waste any time. Her jump is phenomenal, but as she tumbles in to position one of the creature's eyes catch sight of her. It has just enough time to interpose a claw, and Lidda feels a tremendous amount of pain as she slides to a stop in a puddle of her own blood. Nebin screams something in gnomish and fires a well-aimed arrow. Mialee, Alhandra and Krusk fire almost simultaneously, and arrows bury themselves in chitin. Ma'Varkith and Kerwyn shake off the pain and swing, both of them hitting as it doesn't know which way to dodge, Kerwyn's rapier digging especially deeply as it pierces a vital. Ma'Varkith's sword is partially stuck in the bony exoskeleton, still slicing into flesh. And Regdar, with a war cry, rams his greatsword home.

The sound that the huge monster makes when falling is like thunder in a valley. The floor vibrates. The deadfall gives way behind you. And then suddenly everything is quiet.

And then Devis' magically enhanced voice speaks out. He is so astonishingly convincing that everyone is convinced that he has hired mercenary troops that no one knew about. And as he finishes his short speech, there is a pause from the dark tunnel.

Perhaps he is considering his options.

Kerwyn, 8 points of damage. Ma'Varkith, 11 points of damage. Lidda, 10 points of damage. Let me know if you're unconscious or dead.

And, if I might be allowed an OOC comment, nice teamwork! I was pretty sure this might kill someone. I picked a bad time to roll a "1" when attacking Regdar.

Lidda at Q21, Kerwyn at Q22. No one else moved, I think.
 
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"All right," you hear from the corridor. The voice is chilly enough to be made ofr solid ice. "Thelg, drop the deadfalls to delay this Hammer group. Huzco, Mrint, with me. Our clan is dead, and these creatures have killed us."

His voice rises in a melodious wail, a song of mourning, a song of power. The drum beats along with the lament.

"So, if we go, we shall be blessed by the One Who Crawls. She shall devour our flesh and make us whole again. In death, we shall have life, and our enemies will fall beneath us like halflings before a horde.

"Loud One, I sorrow that I will not have time to teach you manners. I sorrow that you will only momentarily know the taste of your entrails as I make you eat them. And I sorrow that you have killed my kin, so that now there is but one path before me."

Lidda can see him.... as he is talking, strange energies are playing across his body, and the goblinoids beside him are tensed for battle. With a KLIIING! he draws a weapon and moves forward. Ma'Varkith knows that sound well.... it's the sound of a crystal blade.
 
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Ma stands in silence at the sound before solemnly downing her Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds. She readies her sword and shield and turns to her companions.

"Look out for the sword. It's not made of steel, but it's just as deadly. Some of the mightiest warriors of my clan are able to manifest their powers of the mind through such blades."

She sets herself, focusing her energies, eyes surrounded by a corona of crimson.

"You want the loud one, monster? You'll need to get through me, first. I am Ma'Varkith, Sword Mistress of the First Circle, fifth daughter of Se'ruul, High Defender of the Blazing Eyes Clan. After I claim your life, I will claim your sword."
 

LIDDA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You pasty white pansy boy I'll show you what happens when someone hurts my beloved !!!!!!!!!!!

Nebin grabs his Scroll of monster Summoning 2 and summons a Celestral Wolf to guard his sweet baboo Lidda from attack. After reading the scroll he moves toward her with his club in one hand a grabbing a potion of Cure Light Wounds from his pouch with the other.


Hold on sweet tator I'll save you !!!!!!


ooc I'll be off-line a day or more so after Nebin get's to Lidda he'll cast Magic Armor on her and drag or push her out of the fray and take on blind and ugly, one on one if need be /ooc
 
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