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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kelleris" data-source="post: 2047303" data-attributes="member: 19130">{OOC - Aargh!  Stupid accidental post-closing.  The short-short version is for you.  I'm working on my thesis until the 11th of March.  I am a busy college gnome.  Pity me and forgive my slow posting.  Excuse expires the 11th, and I'll still post at least every-other-day or so.}Initiative:Narine/Dros: 20Mob 1: 20Feiran: 19Adinal: 19Cagthail: 17Boogeyman: 16Mob 2: 15Illira: 14Mob 3: 10Mob 4: 5Narine:The bolt of electricity hurled by Narine lances down from the topdeck of the Sheets to immolate Ilmordan.  Quickly, but without undue haste, the cloaked one raises an arm and parts the bolt as though it were a stream of water rather than of ravening energy.  The ground around him/her crackles with electricity for a moment before subsiding.  The crack of the thunder echoes through the alleys.Cagthail: [sblock] As you shield your eyes from the sudden brightness, you notice that, before Ilmordan's hand touches it, the bolt curves slightly away from you, as though around a bulge in space. [/sblock]Illira: [sblock] Narine's attack immolates one of the circling monsters, reducing it to a dark-red ichor and dissipating some of the force of the attack before it reaches Ilmordan.  The remaining sinewy flyers swirl in excitement, and begin to spiral up towards Narine, as though following an invisible staircase pattern. [/sblock]And a 59 for the surge check.  I must say, you've been exceptionally lucky with these!Cagthail:{Your AC, by the way, is absurd.  You realize you're just encouraging them to pull out the big guns?   <img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/laugh.png"  class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":lol:" title="Laughing    :lol:" data-shortname=":lol:" /> }The weaselly-looking woman* Cagthail strikes drops instantly, clutching her arm and whimpering a little at the pain, but this only incites the mob further, as they react poorly to Cagthail's display.  In fact, you notice one of the larger members physically shoving those in front of him into your defensive bladework, trusting to either their weight or his prowess to protect him from your attacks.  Similar actions are occurring across the line as the closer mob members are borne into you by the weight of the crowd.* - If Cagthail has issues with the slicing of the women-folk, change this to "The disease-scarred man..."</blockquote>

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