Shades of Netheril (2)

[EvilMountainDew]

Tores, seeing that combat is likely, is going to run to the back of our party and pull out his bow. He quickly goes from valiant to coward.

 

[Uriel]

Jasper shoots his crossbow at the Slaver that he has the clearest shot at.
The he grabs his weapons (which he had thrust in the sand when he readied his crossbow).

'Aye, Zhent, now you will meet your Foul Gods!'

 

[Felvon Tavor]

Alexander tell's the Zhent's to his sword from his cold dead hands, and swings with his bastard sword, easily connecting (10+10=20) and digging his blade deeply into the man's shoulder (8+3) and dropping him with a gurgling scream. Arcanra advances, and swings his sword (13+4=17), and slices through his opponent's armour like cheese, opening him up from his navel to groin (8+1=9). Tores, proving himself to be a little girly elf, scurries out of the front line of combat. Jasper, shoves his loaded crossbow into the stomache of the closest Zhent, and discharges it (12+4=16), putting a very deep and painful looking hole in him, (7), the Zhent falls to te ground rather rapidly. Sul'Dan, takes a step back, and casts mage armour on himself. Gavin, sneaks up on one of the outlying Zhents, and looses an arrow (17+4=21), catching the Zhent in the collarbone (5+5=10), dropping him to the ground with hardly a sound. The two remaining Zhents, decide that discretion is the better part of valor, and begin running back towards the oasis. As they sprint, the dune under them explodes upward, after a brief flurry of sand, all that is standing is your guide.

 

[Jemal]

Alexander blinks a few times, looking around
"Well... That was quick." He turns back to the mage, whom he'ld heard chanting a few seconds ago "Nice one, I didn't know ye had it in ya." He looks around to see if there are anymore Zhents to slay. (Towards the camp, perhaps?)

 

[National Acrobat]

"That was almost," Arcanra pauses, "too easy. Where there are Zhents, there are more. I guess we should cautiously approach the caravan and take care of whatever Zhents are left." Arcanra keeps his weapon ready.

 

[djrdjmsqrd]

Quick, and the...well...dead, eh?

Gavin fires the pointed shaft into the Zhent. As the man falls to the ground there is another arrow on the string seeking out a target.

See everyone dead, and his comapions standing unwounded from battle, Gods! That was well done indeed...

"Is everyone alright?" Gavin asks his employers, "We should loot, and free these people if you wish and move on...."

 

[Felvon Tavor]

Before the party can get a big head over the fact that they dispatched 6 caravan guards, a commotion is risen at the Oasis. A couple screams are heard, along with some vague chanting. There is a lot more activity going on. Oops.

 

[Uriel]

Jasper turns to the Oasis, his strong Dwarven thews cocking the crossbow with ease.
'Looks like we have another situation, my fine fellows!' Jasper will advance (after picking up his Axe and Sword from the sand) towards the Oasis, taking a shot at any Zhent that presents himself.

 

[Jemal]

Alexander sighs and charges ahead full speed with his horse, in order to get their quicker, again wishing they had a trumpeteer (OOC: Can't wait till lvl 6... Leadership - Bard Cohort with trumpet /ooc). As he gets closer he'll try to see what the commtion is.

 

[National Acrobat]

I knew it was too good to be true. Arcanra draws his bow and advances on the Oasis, taking shots at any Zhents who present themselves as targets.