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<blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3249601" data-attributes="member: 11760"><p>"Incoming skeletons. Might I suggest standing them off from the south so our exit is handy?" Tosh hurries over to the top of the south stairs, with his rapier at hand.</p><p></p><p>Ragglus takes a position near the columns, shield up and gripping his flail tight.</p><p></p><p>"Help me find the one I've burned," Renraw bellows. "We're going to pulverize it!"</p><p></p><p>Emus stands off to the left of Ragglus, preparing to charge the first bag of bones that reaches the fighter and those that stand with him.</p><p></p><p>"All right, boys and boylike females, I happen to know a tune that'll really get your blood going," Tock says, dropping to his knees and raises his arms. A beautiful banjo appears, glowing faintly with magical power. Tock adjusts the tuning and does a couple of runs up the scale. "THOSE KOBOLDS WILL BE AVENGED!"</p><p></p><p>The bard begins a rousing claw-hammered banjo tune entitled "Bone Smashing Breakdown" from behind the combatants.</p><p></p><p>"About time those sacks of bone returned," Emmerson mutters as he equips his shield and warhammer and stands to the right of Ragglus, preparing for the fight, his foot tapping to the beat of Tock's playing.</p><p></p><p>Hazel takes a position to Emmerson's right, hoping to outflank any skeletons moving in that direction. She slides the torch on the floor behind her and grips her battleaxe in both hands.</p><p></p><p>Jumping up and down behind the melee combatants, Renraw tries to identify the skeleton he splashed with acid, his club in his hand.</p><p></p><p>The skeletons step down into the room, initially three abreast as they leave the north stairs, but then spreading out to four across as they shuffle across the room towards the intruders, swords at the ready, the torchlight flickering off the ornamental gold accenting the feather designs on their helmets.</p><p></p><p>They shoulder through the columns and cross the space toward the adventurers. With a scream, Emus bursts from the group of adventurers, his greatclub clutched in both fists. There is an explosion of bone and armor as he destroys the skeleton he charges.</p><p></p><p>Tucker takes a small step to the left, so his flail won't catch on a column, and swings at the center of the skeletons' line. It's a solid hit, scattering the skeletons bones across the floor in a clatter.</p><p></p><p>Emmerson swings at a skeleton with all his strength, but his blow glances off the skeleton's armor, sounding out a puff of rust.</p><p></p><p>"Renraw will never let me live this down," Emmerson mutters.</p><p></p><p>The skeleton lashes back at him, its sword bouncing off his scale mail.</p><p></p><p>"At least we're on equal footing, hellspawn!"</p><p></p><p>Ragglus does no better than the paladin, his flail whistling through empty air.</p><p></p><p>Hazel swings her axe with both hands at the nearest skeleton, but misses. It turns towards her in response, lashing out with its pitted long sword, slashing her cruelly. The sword digs in deeply.</p><p></p><p>Hazel bites back a scream when the blade cuts into her. She's felt this blazing pain once before, when childish inattention buried an axe blade in her calf, but Da's not here to carry her to Mother Bridger's this time.</p><p></p><p>With a scream, Renraw swings his club at the skeleton attacking Hazel. Unfortunately, his eyes were closed, and the club swings through empty air.</p><p></p><p>Emus looks back on the others, shattered bones all around him, one of his feet on the skeleton's chainmail shirt. The helmet rolls until it hits the base of a column, where it stops, with a protracted ringing.</p><p></p><p>"More misses here than a gnome at a swing party!" Tock yells, strumming furiously. "Get on it, people! FOR THE KOBOLDS!"</p><p></p><p>Ignoring the skeleton that just struck him, Emmerson swings his warhammer at the one that hit Hazel.</p><p></p><p>"Third time's the charm."</p><p></p><p>Renraw breathes heavily through his nose, the smell of Hazel's blood sickening him. He stumbles away from the fight, preparing to cast a spell to cover the party's retreat if the battle goes against them. </p><p></p><p>"HAZEL!" Bufer races past the wizard, praying frantically to his god, while clutching his gold nugget amulet and reaching out with a hand toward the ranger. The healing energy pours into Hazel's body, and there is the painful, yet wonderful feeling of feeling her wound knitting back together instantly.</p><p></p><p>"You wanted noise for the bear and blood for the pillars?" Tucker snaps. "Seems this fight is providing both. Now let's finish off these rattle-traps. Hey, Seed-counter! I think this one's got your acid on it."</p><p></p><p>Tucker turns slightly, lashing out with his shield, and striking the skeleton with a clatter of bones.</p><p></p><p>The skeleton's jaw works with a silent scream of pain, and it turns back from Emmerson to launch a vicious cut at Tucker's head. The slash slips past the top of Tucker's shield, drawing blood from a cut delivered to unprotected skin on his neck.</p><p></p><p>"YEEEEEEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAA!"</p><p></p><p>Emus crashes back into the midst of the group, into the other skeleton, his greatclub coming down on the skeleton's helmet and slamming down through the body, arms and legs and ribs scattering everywhere. When he's done, the dented helmet bounces down the staircase behind them and the rusty armor at his feet contain a handful of unbroken ribs and vertebrae.</p><p></p><p>"Thanks awfully!" Hazel gasps to Bufer, pulling the gnome cleric and herself away from the fray, even as she double-checks and find her wound has closed.</p><p></p><p>Ragglus tests the handle of his flail by tapping it on his head to make sure it's a real weapon, and not some phantom weapon he's just imagining he's holding that doesn't actually work. Satisfied, he swings once more. The flail connects with a clatter and the last skeleton collapses, its bones scattering into the shadows of the octagonal room.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Whizbang Dustyboots, post: 3249601, member: 11760"] "Incoming skeletons. Might I suggest standing them off from the south so our exit is handy?" Tosh hurries over to the top of the south stairs, with his rapier at hand. Ragglus takes a position near the columns, shield up and gripping his flail tight. "Help me find the one I've burned," Renraw bellows. "We're going to pulverize it!" Emus stands off to the left of Ragglus, preparing to charge the first bag of bones that reaches the fighter and those that stand with him. "All right, boys and boylike females, I happen to know a tune that'll really get your blood going," Tock says, dropping to his knees and raises his arms. A beautiful banjo appears, glowing faintly with magical power. Tock adjusts the tuning and does a couple of runs up the scale. "THOSE KOBOLDS WILL BE AVENGED!" The bard begins a rousing claw-hammered banjo tune entitled "Bone Smashing Breakdown" from behind the combatants. "About time those sacks of bone returned," Emmerson mutters as he equips his shield and warhammer and stands to the right of Ragglus, preparing for the fight, his foot tapping to the beat of Tock's playing. Hazel takes a position to Emmerson's right, hoping to outflank any skeletons moving in that direction. She slides the torch on the floor behind her and grips her battleaxe in both hands. Jumping up and down behind the melee combatants, Renraw tries to identify the skeleton he splashed with acid, his club in his hand. The skeletons step down into the room, initially three abreast as they leave the north stairs, but then spreading out to four across as they shuffle across the room towards the intruders, swords at the ready, the torchlight flickering off the ornamental gold accenting the feather designs on their helmets. They shoulder through the columns and cross the space toward the adventurers. With a scream, Emus bursts from the group of adventurers, his greatclub clutched in both fists. There is an explosion of bone and armor as he destroys the skeleton he charges. Tucker takes a small step to the left, so his flail won't catch on a column, and swings at the center of the skeletons' line. It's a solid hit, scattering the skeletons bones across the floor in a clatter. Emmerson swings at a skeleton with all his strength, but his blow glances off the skeleton's armor, sounding out a puff of rust. "Renraw will never let me live this down," Emmerson mutters. The skeleton lashes back at him, its sword bouncing off his scale mail. "At least we're on equal footing, hellspawn!" Ragglus does no better than the paladin, his flail whistling through empty air. Hazel swings her axe with both hands at the nearest skeleton, but misses. It turns towards her in response, lashing out with its pitted long sword, slashing her cruelly. The sword digs in deeply. Hazel bites back a scream when the blade cuts into her. She's felt this blazing pain once before, when childish inattention buried an axe blade in her calf, but Da's not here to carry her to Mother Bridger's this time. With a scream, Renraw swings his club at the skeleton attacking Hazel. Unfortunately, his eyes were closed, and the club swings through empty air. Emus looks back on the others, shattered bones all around him, one of his feet on the skeleton's chainmail shirt. The helmet rolls until it hits the base of a column, where it stops, with a protracted ringing. "More misses here than a gnome at a swing party!" Tock yells, strumming furiously. "Get on it, people! FOR THE KOBOLDS!" Ignoring the skeleton that just struck him, Emmerson swings his warhammer at the one that hit Hazel. "Third time's the charm." Renraw breathes heavily through his nose, the smell of Hazel's blood sickening him. He stumbles away from the fight, preparing to cast a spell to cover the party's retreat if the battle goes against them. "HAZEL!" Bufer races past the wizard, praying frantically to his god, while clutching his gold nugget amulet and reaching out with a hand toward the ranger. The healing energy pours into Hazel's body, and there is the painful, yet wonderful feeling of feeling her wound knitting back together instantly. "You wanted noise for the bear and blood for the pillars?" Tucker snaps. "Seems this fight is providing both. Now let's finish off these rattle-traps. Hey, Seed-counter! I think this one's got your acid on it." Tucker turns slightly, lashing out with his shield, and striking the skeleton with a clatter of bones. The skeleton's jaw works with a silent scream of pain, and it turns back from Emmerson to launch a vicious cut at Tucker's head. The slash slips past the top of Tucker's shield, drawing blood from a cut delivered to unprotected skin on his neck. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAA!" Emus crashes back into the midst of the group, into the other skeleton, his greatclub coming down on the skeleton's helmet and slamming down through the body, arms and legs and ribs scattering everywhere. When he's done, the dented helmet bounces down the staircase behind them and the rusty armor at his feet contain a handful of unbroken ribs and vertebrae. "Thanks awfully!" Hazel gasps to Bufer, pulling the gnome cleric and herself away from the fray, even as she double-checks and find her wound has closed. Ragglus tests the handle of his flail by tapping it on his head to make sure it's a real weapon, and not some phantom weapon he's just imagining he's holding that doesn't actually work. Satisfied, he swings once more. The flail connects with a clatter and the last skeleton collapses, its bones scattering into the shadows of the octagonal room. [/QUOTE]
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