Tales From The Old Bald One-Eyed Salty Red Dog Tavern! (chapter 1, now closed)
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Lazlow
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The previously pummelled pirate (3) slowly recovers and tries to get up off his knees.
K remembers something about discretion, valor, and staying alive, and takes a step backward, siccing Richard on her would-be assailant. Richard obeys immediately, quickly inserting pointy sword A into brigand B (5), with loud, screaming, painful results (to the brigand).
Twisting his body ever so subtly, Ranti deftly avoids a club attack from the ruffian to his left, and answers the slight with an insulting stab at an entirely different villian (4) as if to say, "Oh, I'm sorry, was that meant for me? Here, let me kill your friend." Unfortunately, the entirely different villian (4) is able to beat away Ranti's surprise attack with his club.
Dockside Dan finally regains his senses (Well... All but one sense, that is) and tries and feel his way around. He's dropped to his knees now, and is apparently trying to move away from the sounds of the fight.
Brigand B (5), recently impaled by Richard's large sword, feels Richard leastways deserves a good talking-to, and speaks volumes with a club strike to the noggin. It connects, but again, Richard barely seems to notice such things, much to the chagrin of the enstabbed brigand.
Desert decides that the assailant in front of him should stay down on the ground where he was, and makes it so with a sharp kick to the man's forehead, sending him to the ground with a wet thud. Desert notices a festively-colored fluid seeping out from under the man's head, making interesting shiny patterns...
The last punk (4), empowered by his successfully fending off Ranti's attack, makes one of his own. But it is not quick or powerful enough to besmirch the dandy attire of this particularly agile elf, and his club is beaten back post haste.
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OOC: Richard takes 5 damage. Actions for the next round?
K remembers something about discretion, valor, and staying alive, and takes a step backward, siccing Richard on her would-be assailant. Richard obeys immediately, quickly inserting pointy sword A into brigand B (5), with loud, screaming, painful results (to the brigand).
Twisting his body ever so subtly, Ranti deftly avoids a club attack from the ruffian to his left, and answers the slight with an insulting stab at an entirely different villian (4) as if to say, "Oh, I'm sorry, was that meant for me? Here, let me kill your friend." Unfortunately, the entirely different villian (4) is able to beat away Ranti's surprise attack with his club.
Dockside Dan finally regains his senses (Well... All but one sense, that is) and tries and feel his way around. He's dropped to his knees now, and is apparently trying to move away from the sounds of the fight.
Brigand B (5), recently impaled by Richard's large sword, feels Richard leastways deserves a good talking-to, and speaks volumes with a club strike to the noggin. It connects, but again, Richard barely seems to notice such things, much to the chagrin of the enstabbed brigand.
Desert decides that the assailant in front of him should stay down on the ground where he was, and makes it so with a sharp kick to the man's forehead, sending him to the ground with a wet thud. Desert notices a festively-colored fluid seeping out from under the man's head, making interesting shiny patterns...
The last punk (4), empowered by his successfully fending off Ranti's attack, makes one of his own. But it is not quick or powerful enough to besmirch the dandy attire of this particularly agile elf, and his club is beaten back post haste.
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OOC: Richard takes 5 damage. Actions for the next round?
LogicsFate
First Post
K smilies, saftly out of harms way she is given time to ponder her options; She could cast a spell, write a poem, drink a potion, or have a snack. But for now she shall wait, perhaps look around for and people watch, maybe check to see if willies in sight
OOC: [sblock]Delay until...[/sblock]
Of course all this could change
OOC: [sblock] The next thug that conects on a party member get a face full of burning ray
Move action to find a better position, Burning Ray- Touch attack[/sblock]
But if it doesn't
OOC: [sblock] If they are just that unlucky to miss completely, then she will cast Magic Weapon on Desert turning him into a +1 Desert [/sblock]
OOC: [sblock]Delay until...[/sblock]
Of course all this could change
OOC: [sblock] The next thug that conects on a party member get a face full of burning ray
Move action to find a better position, Burning Ray- Touch attack[/sblock]
But if it doesn't
OOC: [sblock] If they are just that unlucky to miss completely, then she will cast Magic Weapon on Desert turning him into a +1 Desert [/sblock]
Ranger Rick
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Desert watches the ink blot patterns created from the shiny blood.
"You scurvy dogs, thought you could take on the fanciest warrior in the whole of elvendom? You should know better then to challenge...Ranti Akande!"
Whilst saying this I will stab at the sounds of crawling.
"Our side would never flee by crawling, you must be one of the scurvy dogs. I will stab you with haste and hope to my patrons that you die a slow painful death. I offered you the chance to flee and you instead attacked. You made a powerful mistake this day my friend. I Ranti Akande will make sure that all that attacked here today will never walk home again. I of course mean only those that attacked me and my companions.
Whilst saying this I will stab at the sounds of crawling.
"Our side would never flee by crawling, you must be one of the scurvy dogs. I will stab you with haste and hope to my patrons that you die a slow painful death. I offered you the chance to flee and you instead attacked. You made a powerful mistake this day my friend. I Ranti Akande will make sure that all that attacked here today will never walk home again. I of course mean only those that attacked me and my companions.
Ranger Rick
First Post
Upon hearing this, Desert walks over to each of the thugs, and he rolls them onto there backs. Than putting a foot on the thighs, he grabs the ankle and pulls up. Desert is trying to snap the leg at the knee. (str +3)
Gray Shade
First Post
Berserker Bill pulls out his knife to slit the throat of the Captain, because quite frankly, he's had it with the whole thing--Dudley be damned--when some sort of giant brute comes in asking about a Sherriff. (oh, now, you know Bill wouldn't cut a man's throat in cold blood!)
Bill puts his knife back, throws the reward paper at Phyfe, saying "Use all 5 pounds to get liver."
He turns to the new "man" on the scene and says, "I'm Sherriff Berserker Bill. What are you supposed to be and who sent you?"
(OOC: Man, Desert is hardcore!)
Bill puts his knife back, throws the reward paper at Phyfe, saying "Use all 5 pounds to get liver."
He turns to the new "man" on the scene and says, "I'm Sherriff Berserker Bill. What are you supposed to be and who sent you?"
(OOC: Man, Desert is hardcore!)
Lazlow
First Post
At the Docks - Round Three!
K, as is a woman's prerogative, appears to feel that her companions have these scoundrels under control, and takes a moment to gather herself and freshen up.
Richard continues to defend his mistress, slashing mightily at his appointed ruffian (5), but the ruffian, more scared than agile, manages to dodge in the nick of time, screaming to his companion next to him, "Herbert! Help me! Heelllllpp!!"
Herbert (2) pays no attention to his pleading partner and takes a swipe at Ranti again, but his attack was as effective as the last one - that is to say, not at all. Ranti bobs and weaves effortlessly while taunting them: "You scurvy dogs, thought you could take on the fanciest warrior in the whole of elvendom? You should know better then to challenge...Ranti Akande!" Hearing Dockside Dan trying to escape a few feet away, he pirouettes to his right, spinning around the thug in front of him (his brightly colored cloak twisting and fluttering with the move, thoroughly confounding said thug for a moment), stopping - surprisingly - on top of the villian Desert felled a moment ago. Still moving fluidly, Ranti drops into a crouch and stabs downward toward the scuffling sounds, connecting only with the wooden planks of the dock underfoot. Dockside Dan, hearing and feeling something *whoosh* past him incredibly quickly, flings himself onto his back and starts scuttling backwards like a frightened crab. Ranti continues his rant: "Our side would never flee by crawling, you must be one of the scurvy dogs. I will stab you with haste and hope to my patrons that you die a slow painful death. I offered you the chance to flee and you instead attacked. You made a powerful mistake this day my friend. I Ranti Akande will make sure that all that attacked here today will never walk home again. I of course mean only those that attacked me and my companions."
The screaming scalawag (5) decides he's had enough of all of this and, throwing his club at Richard (to no effect) turns to make a running dive off the dock and into the harbor. Sensing an opportunity to exploit, however, Richard brings his sword round in a large arc on his left, stopping the scalawag's plan. Well, stopping half of his plan, anyway... The brigand's head and shoulders plop into the water, but the rest of him just falls in a heap on the edge of the dock.
Desert, hearing Ranti's "suggestion", shrugs his shoulders and bends down to grab the leg of the nearest (living) thug (4). Not quite sure what the monk is up to, the thug simply bashes him on the back with his club. Desert feels the blow, but -
Oh ho, what's this?!? It seems that K hadn't completely disengaged herself from the battle, as she fires a fiery ray of, er, fire from her fingertips, thoroughly scorching the upper half of the thug, leaving him nicely roasted. Oh, and screaming in quite obvious agony, too. As he starts to fall over, Desert stands up quickly, summarily snapping the leg of the smoldering thug in twain at the knee. Interestingly enough, the villian actually pauses in mid fall with a look on his face (or, at least, what remains of his face) that says, "Oh, come now, is that really necessary?" He lands in a heap and expires forthwith.
The remaining brigand, seeing most of his companions lying in pieces (some of them smoking) around him, looks at you all in terror, but stands his ground. "Dan!" he says, "What are you DOING?!?!? Get up here!!!"
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OOC: Desert takes 8 damage, Richard takes another 3.
Actions?
K, as is a woman's prerogative, appears to feel that her companions have these scoundrels under control, and takes a moment to gather herself and freshen up.
Richard continues to defend his mistress, slashing mightily at his appointed ruffian (5), but the ruffian, more scared than agile, manages to dodge in the nick of time, screaming to his companion next to him, "Herbert! Help me! Heelllllpp!!"
Herbert (2) pays no attention to his pleading partner and takes a swipe at Ranti again, but his attack was as effective as the last one - that is to say, not at all. Ranti bobs and weaves effortlessly while taunting them: "You scurvy dogs, thought you could take on the fanciest warrior in the whole of elvendom? You should know better then to challenge...Ranti Akande!" Hearing Dockside Dan trying to escape a few feet away, he pirouettes to his right, spinning around the thug in front of him (his brightly colored cloak twisting and fluttering with the move, thoroughly confounding said thug for a moment), stopping - surprisingly - on top of the villian Desert felled a moment ago. Still moving fluidly, Ranti drops into a crouch and stabs downward toward the scuffling sounds, connecting only with the wooden planks of the dock underfoot. Dockside Dan, hearing and feeling something *whoosh* past him incredibly quickly, flings himself onto his back and starts scuttling backwards like a frightened crab. Ranti continues his rant: "Our side would never flee by crawling, you must be one of the scurvy dogs. I will stab you with haste and hope to my patrons that you die a slow painful death. I offered you the chance to flee and you instead attacked. You made a powerful mistake this day my friend. I Ranti Akande will make sure that all that attacked here today will never walk home again. I of course mean only those that attacked me and my companions."
The screaming scalawag (5) decides he's had enough of all of this and, throwing his club at Richard (to no effect) turns to make a running dive off the dock and into the harbor. Sensing an opportunity to exploit, however, Richard brings his sword round in a large arc on his left, stopping the scalawag's plan. Well, stopping half of his plan, anyway... The brigand's head and shoulders plop into the water, but the rest of him just falls in a heap on the edge of the dock.
Desert, hearing Ranti's "suggestion", shrugs his shoulders and bends down to grab the leg of the nearest (living) thug (4). Not quite sure what the monk is up to, the thug simply bashes him on the back with his club. Desert feels the blow, but -
Oh ho, what's this?!? It seems that K hadn't completely disengaged herself from the battle, as she fires a fiery ray of, er, fire from her fingertips, thoroughly scorching the upper half of the thug, leaving him nicely roasted. Oh, and screaming in quite obvious agony, too. As he starts to fall over, Desert stands up quickly, summarily snapping the leg of the smoldering thug in twain at the knee. Interestingly enough, the villian actually pauses in mid fall with a look on his face (or, at least, what remains of his face) that says, "Oh, come now, is that really necessary?" He lands in a heap and expires forthwith.
The remaining brigand, seeing most of his companions lying in pieces (some of them smoking) around him, looks at you all in terror, but stands his ground. "Dan!" he says, "What are you DOING?!?!? Get up here!!!"
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OOC: Desert takes 8 damage, Richard takes another 3.
Actions?
Ranger Rick
First Post
Ignoring the pain of the blow, Desert heads to the next thug.
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