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Message: <blockquote data-quote="arwink" data-source="post: 487852" data-attributes="member: 2292">Wednesday, August 16th, 518 AF, continued The line of lightening arcs across the courtyard, impacting against the brick wall just a few feet short of the wooden door the rest of the party is using for cover.  Yip's reflexes kick in before he's even conscious of the lightening bolts path.  He drops to the ground, rolling to the side, then looks at the scorched line of flagstones where the electricity has past by.  There is a breif moment of panic, followed by overwhelming relief that he appears to be whole and unwounded.  He mutters a breif prayer of thanks to St Cuthbert and the warrior priest who trained him as he springs to his feet.Yip hears a mighty scream behind him, then sees Durhon charging past with his great axe raised high above his head.  The dwarf moves swiftly, despite the heavy chain he wears, and covers the courtyard in a quick dash.  There is the jingle of chain as Durhon's leaps take him up the short stairs to the buildings doorway and the dwarf strikes out at the dragon.  The axe cuts a deadly arc, impacting on the wyrms nose.  There is a sudden spurt of blood and the dragon roars in pain.  Yip follows a few steps behind the dwarf and launches a flying kick at the dragon's raised head.  Although his claw catches the creatures scaley hide, there is little force behind the blow.  Yip hisses as he lands, angry and frightened when he realises he's placed himself in the front line.There is the mutter of hasty spellcasting coming from the gateway to the small keep, as Taranos gives himself some small measure of defence against lightening, then hurridly loads his crossbow.  This produces a chuckle from the blue-scaled dragon, confident it can penetrate the dwarfs paltry defenses.  For a few moments it considers doing so, but the pain in its snout reminds it of more pressing concerns, so the beast lurches forward from the Door's shadow and hammers at the Durhon with claws and teeth.  A few wounds are inflicted, but Durhon has an almost supernatural hardiness that serves him well.  Warwind, on the other side of the courtyard, sees the dragons attacks land and immediately concludes he wouldn't far so well in the same circumstances.  He immediately summons a suit of arcane armor, fervently hoping it wont be neccessary.Durhon and the dragon trade blows for a few seconds, Yip hovering on the fringe of their duel to throw inneffectual punches against the dragons scales.  Durhon swears as his companions try to aid him, Warwind and Taranos firing a arrows and crossbow bolts that narrowly miss both himself and the dragon."Fer the love of the gods," he yells over his shoulder.  "Yer a mage.  Put down the bow and hit it with a spell.""Dragon's are hard to hurt with Magic," Warwind yells back, notching another arrow.  Then both of them realise what they've just said aloud, and there's the sharing of a communal curse word.  They notice the Dragon's ears have pricked with curiousity, even as it rains blows against Durhon's defences.The dragon sets its eyes on the far side of the courtyard, watching the elven wizard notch with a gleam in its eye.  It bears a few cuts and bruises, but it's dealt much damage to the dwarven warrior in exchange.  Durhon is bleeding from multiple wounds, some of them deep enough to cause the warrior extreme discomfort.  The dragon decides the odds are in its favor and lurches forward, knocking Durhon a few feet down the steps and causing Yip to flatten himself against the wall to avoid the same fate.  The dragon's lurch becomes a spring as it's bulk is pulled free of the building and it takes to the air."Wizard," it purrs, and its eyes gleam with anticipation.</blockquote>

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