Mark Chance
Boingy! Boingy!
And in the middle of the Hive, violence erupts.
After racing up the sheer wall of the Tower Basalt to the roof, Cassius concentrates on the greasy bald head at the doors below, willing the time to slow around his target. The speedster senses temporal distortion, but is uncertain for the moment if Azaziel succumbs to the effect.
Randir moves into action next, tumbling with great agility into the ranks of the Hardheads, his sword flashing from its scabbard, arcing out in all directions. The fight takes a horrible turn. Six Hardheads go down, but when they hit the cobbles they are Hardheads no longer. Their forms waver, shift, and change, and Randir finds himself leaping away from corpses that have been long dead but given unholy life by necromantic magic!
I don't like that wizard berk. Let's take care of him. Tendak pulls a Baatorian blood orange from his pocket, snapping it towards Azaziel's face. "We must defend the tower, comrades!" he shouts, trying to sound like his father.
The Baatorian orange flies straight and true toward Azaziel's head, but with uncanny speed the bald wizard slaps the fruit away.
OOC: Don't forget the effects of Tendak's Leadership feat for next round! Azaziel easily made his Damage SV against the orange. The slapping away is just FX.
As the others move off Reaper stands his ground, with a quick gesture of his hand he etches the power matrix in the air. "ANOK THRESS!" He speaks the words of power from a far off land, he voice no longer low and soft but filled with power. With those words of power a field of energy appears around him.
With another gesture and word of power Reaper attacks Azaziel, not with physical force but with the power of the mind, but Azaziel actually grins as the waves of psychic force break harmlessly against the bulwarks of his mind!
All of the Hardheads except one move into action next, rushing Randir and Tendak. Their movements are noticeably jerky, and their faces unusually slack. Surely these are more undead, but they do not appear as such nor is the deceit an illusion that anyone can detect. Weapons rise and fall against Randir and Tendak, but none manage to score any injuries.
The single Hardhead who does not rush into battle backs up toward Azaziel. He raises his battle axe into a defensive stance, and it crackles with energy. The Reaper is suddenly enveloped in a violent lattice of electricity.
OOC: Damage SV please, Reaper. Versus DC 15, already adjusted for the force field. Apply results with appropriate narration with your next post.
"Fools! You cannot stand before my eldritch might!" screams Azaziel, who, judging by the speed of his movements, has resisted Cassius's temporal attack.
With a gesture and a word, a faint crimson glow surounds the bald sorcerer's form. He then aims a bony digit at Tendak, grins evilly, and says, "From man to beast, and one of the least!"
An unpleasant looking ray snakes from Azaziel's finger toward Tendak, who nimbly ducks under the spell. The ray continues on, striking a hapless bystander across the square. The poor sod vanishes in a flash to be replaced by a turtle!
Dropping down on Azaziel from the sky, Thanatos lets loose with a series of deadly blows, the darkness around the sword crackling to life. The first of Thanatos's attacks strikes true, but Azaziel's force field rises up to deflect the blow entirely. The second slips in under Azaziel's guard, and the wizard grimaces with annoyance or pain or both.
OOC: Next round!
Initiatives:
34 - Cassius
31 - Randir
27 - Tendak
18 - The Reaper
17 - 23 Zombie "Hardheads" - A half dozen are down.
17 - Lightning-Axe Hardhead
13 - Azaziel - 1 hit.
12 - Thanatos
After racing up the sheer wall of the Tower Basalt to the roof, Cassius concentrates on the greasy bald head at the doors below, willing the time to slow around his target. The speedster senses temporal distortion, but is uncertain for the moment if Azaziel succumbs to the effect.
Randir moves into action next, tumbling with great agility into the ranks of the Hardheads, his sword flashing from its scabbard, arcing out in all directions. The fight takes a horrible turn. Six Hardheads go down, but when they hit the cobbles they are Hardheads no longer. Their forms waver, shift, and change, and Randir finds himself leaping away from corpses that have been long dead but given unholy life by necromantic magic!
I don't like that wizard berk. Let's take care of him. Tendak pulls a Baatorian blood orange from his pocket, snapping it towards Azaziel's face. "We must defend the tower, comrades!" he shouts, trying to sound like his father.
The Baatorian orange flies straight and true toward Azaziel's head, but with uncanny speed the bald wizard slaps the fruit away.
OOC: Don't forget the effects of Tendak's Leadership feat for next round! Azaziel easily made his Damage SV against the orange. The slapping away is just FX.
As the others move off Reaper stands his ground, with a quick gesture of his hand he etches the power matrix in the air. "ANOK THRESS!" He speaks the words of power from a far off land, he voice no longer low and soft but filled with power. With those words of power a field of energy appears around him.
With another gesture and word of power Reaper attacks Azaziel, not with physical force but with the power of the mind, but Azaziel actually grins as the waves of psychic force break harmlessly against the bulwarks of his mind!
All of the Hardheads except one move into action next, rushing Randir and Tendak. Their movements are noticeably jerky, and their faces unusually slack. Surely these are more undead, but they do not appear as such nor is the deceit an illusion that anyone can detect. Weapons rise and fall against Randir and Tendak, but none manage to score any injuries.
The single Hardhead who does not rush into battle backs up toward Azaziel. He raises his battle axe into a defensive stance, and it crackles with energy. The Reaper is suddenly enveloped in a violent lattice of electricity.
OOC: Damage SV please, Reaper. Versus DC 15, already adjusted for the force field. Apply results with appropriate narration with your next post.
"Fools! You cannot stand before my eldritch might!" screams Azaziel, who, judging by the speed of his movements, has resisted Cassius's temporal attack.
With a gesture and a word, a faint crimson glow surounds the bald sorcerer's form. He then aims a bony digit at Tendak, grins evilly, and says, "From man to beast, and one of the least!"
An unpleasant looking ray snakes from Azaziel's finger toward Tendak, who nimbly ducks under the spell. The ray continues on, striking a hapless bystander across the square. The poor sod vanishes in a flash to be replaced by a turtle!
Dropping down on Azaziel from the sky, Thanatos lets loose with a series of deadly blows, the darkness around the sword crackling to life. The first of Thanatos's attacks strikes true, but Azaziel's force field rises up to deflect the blow entirely. The second slips in under Azaziel's guard, and the wizard grimaces with annoyance or pain or both.
OOC: Next round!
Initiatives:
34 - Cassius
31 - Randir
27 - Tendak
18 - The Reaper
17 - 23 Zombie "Hardheads" - A half dozen are down.
17 - Lightning-Axe Hardhead
13 - Azaziel - 1 hit.
12 - Thanatos
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