Shades of Netheril (2)

[Jemal]

DM'S NOTE: I'm really sorry about the delay, my screen name went kaput on me, and I couldn't post.

OOC: Hey, no problem man.. the one thing you never have to worry about with me is getting mad at someone for not posting for a little while.. I've been known do it on very VERY rare *whistles innocently* occasions. I totally understand all the problems that can occur, I'm just glad you're still around.
Since I was charging with the lance, the damage would be doubled for Charging, and the crit is X3.. OWIE!!! That's a total damage of 6d8+18 to the guys head...

IC:
Alexander grimaces in distaste at getting this foul things blood on him, then hearing the chanting, shouts back to his friends "SPELLCASTERS OVER HERE! I'll get the warriors!" and charges the first Zhent he sees (ignoring the spellcaster if my friends go after him/her)

OOC: Charging with H.Lance stats:
+9 to hit, 2d8+6 damage, AC 18, threat: 20/X3

 

[EvilMountainDew]

Tores keeps running, but then he quickly gets hit with a wave of doubt, he puts his hands to his head and pretty much stays idle the entire round. Tores begins to cry a little bit while he stares into his hands.

OOC: Im sorry if you think he's not being much of a help, he really isn't... but his moods change VERY quickly and Im just trying to Roleplay him correctly...

 

[Felvon Tavor]

Everyone is able to tell where the chanting is coming from (the robed sillohoutte (however the hell that's spelled) in front of a camp fire waving his arms gives you all a rather large hint.

Capallen begins advancing towards the spellcaster. Gavin, taking a slightly smarter tact, melds into the shadows, and skitters from dune to dune towards the camp. Jasper, settles in, and fires a crossbow bolt (10+4=14), and thanks to his darkvision, he is able to sink it into one of the Zhents with crossbows that were moving to reinforce their fellows. She sinks to the ground with a gurgle, crossbow falling limp from her grasp as her left hand closes around the bolt embedded in her gut. Arcanra, drops his bow to the ground, and prepares for melee combat. Your guide, seems to think that Gavin has the right idea, and also disappears into the shadows. Tores, once more shows his reliable nature, and falls to the sand, weeping convulsavely. Alexander, spurs his mount into another charge towards the huddling bundle of Zhents. One crossbow bolt is fired, and slashes by Alexander's face, laying open a bloody cut (3) before bouncing off of his cheekbone. Then, as Alexander's destriar charges in, the terrified Zhents flee, scattering in all directions. Then, as Alexander is turning his mount more towards the camp, the chanting reaches a crescendo, and a blob of of hissing and spitting green goo smacks into Alexander's horse's leg.

 

[Capellan]

IF I am close enough to reach the Zhent 'caster on a charge, I will rage, drop my bow, and rush toward him, attacking with my greatsword (+8 to hit; AC 15, dmg 2d6+6)

IF I am not close enough to charge, I continue to advance, putting an arrow in him as I go (+8 to hit; AC 17; dmg 1d8+3)

 

[djrdjmsqrd]

Yeah!

OOC: Yes, I would like to thank all of you, once agian, for the joy I am having in this PBP game. Having only played a few PBeMs in various, I am really enjoying this...

Gavin stalks amongst the shadows of the dunes, waiting for a time to strike at the Magi. Using his skills in stealth he moves along the shadows closer...

OOC: Gavin will await till 30ft for SA, then open up, and continue to to move in close with his Katars.

 

[Uriel]

Jasper will continue to provide cover fire, although his blades are thrust into the sand next to him, ready at a moment's notice.
'Aye, Zhents, come to Jasper, I 'ave a Kiss for each and every God's Damned one of ye Evil Bastards...'

 

[National Acrobat]

If Arcanra is close enough to reach the spellcaster with a charge, he will, otherwise he will keep closing to melee with the spellcaster as fast as he can.

 

[Jemal]

Alexander Glances down to see if his steed is allright, then looks around for any Zhents that AREN'T fleeing.
"Good boy, Ye'll be allrigh, I'll get ya fixed up nice as soon as the beasties are dead." He says to his wounded friend.
If the horse is OK and there are any non-fleeing zhents in range, then.. CHARGE!!!
If not then I'll grab my bow and fire at the caster who did this. (Dismounting if my horse is in pain, but otherwise staying in the saddle and firing)


OOC: Horse not moving so no penalties for firing from the saddle.

 

[EvilMountainDew]

Tores looks around and notices Zhents are fleeing, "Yes, thats right FLEE FROM ME!" he screams as he takes up his sword and charges the caster, "I'm a better of the arcane than you!"

 

[Felvon Tavor]

Sul'Dan, purposely continues advancing towards the Zhents, and fires an arrow at the mage (7+8=15), but due to the distance, and Sul'Dan's ground eating gait, the mage is capable of dodging his arrow. Gavin, continues closing with the enemy camp, and is now within about 45 ft of the mage. Jasper, fires another quarrel at the fleeing Zhents (16+4=20), and succeeds in hamstringing one (6). Arcanra also continues closing, about 30 ft remain between him and the mage. Alexander, dismounts from his obviously pained horse, and draws his bow, preparing to pepper the mage. Tores, picks up his sword, and begins charging towards the fray. The mage, waves his hand, and a ghostly whiteish glow encompasses him.