Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

Jarem races forward with a roar, slashing at Longcoat, sending a strip of coat flapping against the wall.

[sblock=ooc]Jarem does 7 points of damage, reduced to 2 by damage reduction.[/sblock]

Garn's blow misses once more, although the roar of sound and flame from Maugra's pistol keeps him from being able to tell for a moment. The ringing in his ears hasn't stopped when he sees Longcoat collapse and fold forward, his tattered coat spilling out around him, soaked with the bloodpool seeping from the creature's body.

Ada stands over him, her club in her hands, Longcoat's blood and bits of flesh clinging to her weapon.

[sblock=ooc]Ada does 16 points of damage, reduced to 11 points of damage. Longcoat is dead.[/sblock]
 

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Ada's face is red and sweating as she struggles to restrain her breathing. She spits on the body.

"Mess with my whores will you?" she snarls. Then her face goes blank.

"Ow." she says, as the adrenaline leaves her body. She sits roughly on the ground and holds her side.
 

"Is he dead? I mean really dead..." The young teen stands motionless staring at the corpse of Longcoat. A single tear running over his cheek while he stares down his loaded crossbow.
 

Garn knocks the bloody hat off of Longcoat and stares at the man's face with a grimace of hatred across his own. He watches for any sign of Loncoat recuperating, the beat stick at the ready.
 

Vanden staggers into the room, keeping a wary eye on Longcoat for any signs of sudden life.

"Have care, everyone- if this was Crofter, then he's already lived beyond his years, and might not be above strange resurrections."

He turns to the newcomers, and inclines his head gratefully. "Thank you, strangers- your assistance was most timely."
 

Maugra holsters her smoking pistol patting it as she does. "Everyone all right?"

ooc: I don't think we had anyone still lying on the ground, do we?
 


ooc: all I've got left is my Heal skill, so he'll have to live with 0 for a bit.

"Vanden, you look pale, you should sit down and take it easy." Maugra says seeing him try to stand and help.
 

Vanden shakes his head at Maugra's suggestion. "I can't rest yet- we've still got to find a way to release Coraithe Whitetree's spirit, or I have a terrible feeling that Longcoat's reign of murder will not end."
 

"Alright, just take it easy." she replies with a concerned motherly tone. Turning to the two new comers, "Thank you for helping. It would appear that this Longcoat was no where near human as we'd guessed. I'm Maugra Ironcrane, devout of Tuen, mother of Machines."
 

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