The Ancient Paths - Path I

[Majin]

Nae'talis smirks at the dwarf's comment, not knowing whether it was directed at him or the girl, or both. His last offensive spell would do no good anyway against these fiends. His spells would be replenished soon enough. There would be need, and time enough for rest after such a battle, especially if both the dwarf and the priest's conditions were any indication. Instead, the Thayan went over to where he had previously dropped his staff and picked it up, moving to swing it at the nearest skeleton at his earliest opportunity.

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Current buffs:

Mage Armor

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Spells Remaining:

Level 0 (4 + 1)

Detect Magic **
Ray of Frost *

Level 1 (2 + 1 + 1 + *)

Color Spray *
Mage Armor
Magic Missle
Sleep *

Level 2 (1 + 1 + 1)

Aganazzar's Scorcher
Melf's Acid Arrow
Scorching Ray [/sblock]

 

[hippocrachus]

~ The Adventurers ~

The skeletons scramble at the rock wall as they sense the power of Tyr channeled through Hrolf grow nearer. With no way to escape the cleric's imposed justice, the skeletons turn to fight, a force lifting off of them like a popping bubble. The injured skeleton goes after Sabriel, swinging a boney hand, but misses. The other two skeletons turn to challenge the man that had them fleeing, teeth rattling in a wicked grin as they creep over to fight. The first skeleton grabs Hrolf's arm and squeezes needle sharp finger bones into his flesh (4 Damage). The second scratches Hrolf's side as he raises his arm to fend them off (2 Damage).
Hrolf swings his sword at the skeleton to his right and chips the undead's pelvic (2 Damage).
Dowkan swings at the same skeleton, it being closest, and breaks a few ribs off (5 Damage). The frost magic of the axe just seems to absorb into the skeleton.
Sabriel draws her sword and swings at the injured skeleton facing her and hits it with a hollow thunk. The skeleton doesn't seem phased.
Nae'talis slinks by Dowkan to go and retrieve his staff.

~ Initiative ~

(3) Skeletons - 20
Hrolf - 14
~ Sickened (52 Rounds)
Dowkan - @8
~ Sickened (42 Rounds)
Sabriel - 7
Nae'talis - @2

[sblock=OOC]Majin: I'm not sure where Nae'talis dropped his staff, so I'm assuming it's back in the room with the open graves...
Legildur: Sorry about that, I know you asked me to give some better distances in battle, but I forgot. I'm probably not always going to remember either, but don't hesitate to ask out of character.
The corridor is wide enough for Hrolf and Dowkan to walk abreast of each other. The distance between the edge of the corridor and the rock wall is pretty much the same; almost as if it serves a dual-purpose...[/sblock]

 

[kirinke]

Sabriel swings again, striking at the undead. "Lurue bless! These things are narsty!" she shouts.

 

[Legildur]

Dowkan grins maliciously as the skeletons turn to fight. He swings the waraxe into the nearest bag of bones.

 

[Majin]

Nae'talis returns to the room with the open graves and bends down to pick up his staff from the cold, hard ground. Dusting any grave dust off of the polished wood, he returns back to the scene of combat. Surveying the tight squeeze that is the fighting situation at the moment, he doubts he will manage to get a swing in, but will attempt to if the opportunity arises.

[sblock]In the open grave room, right you are. [/sblock]

 

[Dhes]

The added agony in his arm gives the cleric a brief clarity, enough time for Hrolf to trying and batter the skeleton out of the way and fallow trough with his sword.

 

[hippocrachus]

~ The Adventurers ~

The skeleton facing Sabriel swipes its claws at her, but the graceful aasimar steps aside and the skeleton stumbles forward a step, leaving its backside open briefly (Critical Miss!). The skeleton in front of Hrolf slashes the clerics face with one hand and bangs its other against his shield uselessly (3 Damage). The broken skeleton to the cleric's right turns to Dowkan and flails uselessly at his aegis.
Hrolf swings his longsword down where his opponent's shoulder blade was a split second before.
Dowkan takes a horizontal swing at the skeleton's mid-section and severs its spine above the hip (6 Damage). He carries the swing over to the skeleton in front of Hrolf and cracks an arm off at the elbow (5 Damage).
Sabriel takes advantage of the injured skeleton's misstep and brings the hilt of her sword down hard on its back (2 Damage). It windmills another step, rights itself, and stares at her with eyeless malice.
Nae'talis retrieves his staff and makes his way back down the corridor in time to see the dwarven warrior's feat in battle.

~ Initiative ~

(2) Skeletons - 20
Hrolf - 14
~ Sickened (51 Rounds)
Dowkan - @8
~ Sickened (41 Rounds)
Sabriel - 7
Nae'talis - @2

 

[kirinke]

The young bard sings softly, a war chant as she swings her sword in an arc, the blade a punctuation to the song itself.

Do not go gently into that night, do not go forth without a fight.
The shadows may draw us, we laugh at their faint guile.
Do not fear the sword of death, do not fear the light of life.
Both circle around each other, dancing, twirling and swirling....

 

[Legildur]

Dowan grimly sets about destroying the last two skeletons (positioning for Cleave if necessary).

 

[Dhes]

Hrolf screams in pain as he feels bonny fingers carve crevices on his face. Taking a step back, the cleric goes into a more defensive stance waiting for the new mindless attack of the skeleton.
[sblock]Total defense +4 AC[/sblock]