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The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter VI
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Reaching into his haversack, his fingers grasping a small pearl... almost immediately a spell that he cast that day is refreshed in his mind.
Pointing at the basilisk, Broddy casts the refreshed spell and a twin pair of lights dart towards the eight legged beast.
(ooc: magic missle - from pearl of power)
Pointing at the basilisk, Broddy casts the refreshed spell and a twin pair of lights dart towards the eight legged beast.
(ooc: magic missle - from pearl of power)
Majin
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Broddy's two missles strike the basilisk with bursts of energy on impact, impeding the creature further as it works up its charge once more. (6 damage) The grimlock keeper deals a deadly blow to Calenthang, slashing deep into the fighter's thigh. (11 damage) This proves a fatal mistake for the keeper, as Calenthang ignores the intense pain in his leg and lops the creature's head off in one clean blow. (Crit - 29 damage!)
Ayden completes his spell and closes the distance between himself and the basilisk as Sielwoodan does the same, eyes closed, attempting to slash at the lizard, feeling out his miss as his blade strikes air. The basilisk steps forward towards Ayden, its mouth wide, teeth bared and clamps down on his ankle, biting through near to the bone. (9 damage) It does not get long to celebrate the damage done to the priest as Drogo's wolves and Teleri's bettle come into being and swarm the basilisk, their combined attack proving too much for the creature, as it lets go of Ayden's leg and attempts to shake off the wolves and avoid the beetle but fails, dropping with a loud crash to the ground, dead.
Ayden completes his spell and closes the distance between himself and the basilisk as Sielwoodan does the same, eyes closed, attempting to slash at the lizard, feeling out his miss as his blade strikes air. The basilisk steps forward towards Ayden, its mouth wide, teeth bared and clamps down on his ankle, biting through near to the bone. (9 damage) It does not get long to celebrate the damage done to the priest as Drogo's wolves and Teleri's bettle come into being and swarm the basilisk, their combined attack proving too much for the creature, as it lets go of Ayden's leg and attempts to shake off the wolves and avoid the beetle but fails, dropping with a loud crash to the ground, dead.
Looking down at his bloody leg quickly, Ayden knew that it could support his weight as long as he did not push himself too hard until it could be magically healed.
Turning in a slow circle to look at his friends, Ayden seemed to study them all for a moment as if seeing them for the first time. However, the piercing gaze quickly softened as he saw the various wounds that many of them had and out of instinct, his hand reached to his side to reach inside the bag of holding he had carried for so long, only to find empty air there now.
"It seems I dropped our bag in my haste after we entered the cavern, did any of you perhaps pick it up?"
As he waited to see if any had carried it with them, his eyes came to rest upon the shackled man standing in their midst. Turning to face the wiry scout, Ayden hoped the self-professed thief did know something on the workings of locks.
"Master Dunstand could you perhaps check on our new friend here and see if it is possible to extract him from those chains? While I do not know what brought him here, I do know who will be escorting him out."
Turning in a slow circle to look at his friends, Ayden seemed to study them all for a moment as if seeing them for the first time. However, the piercing gaze quickly softened as he saw the various wounds that many of them had and out of instinct, his hand reached to his side to reach inside the bag of holding he had carried for so long, only to find empty air there now.
"It seems I dropped our bag in my haste after we entered the cavern, did any of you perhaps pick it up?"
As he waited to see if any had carried it with them, his eyes came to rest upon the shackled man standing in their midst. Turning to face the wiry scout, Ayden hoped the self-professed thief did know something on the workings of locks.
"Master Dunstand could you perhaps check on our new friend here and see if it is possible to extract him from those chains? While I do not know what brought him here, I do know who will be escorting him out."
Manzanita
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Drogo
Drogo gasps. "Ah!" He waves his hands absently at the three wolves. "I thought those things were supposed to be tough. A waste of perfectly good wolves."
Drogo calls them over and gives them a good scratching before they dissapear.
"Well fought, in any case, comrades. This battle could have gone far worse."
OOC: No healing has been done lately by Drogo.
Drogo gasps. "Ah!" He waves his hands absently at the three wolves. "I thought those things were supposed to be tough. A waste of perfectly good wolves."
Drogo calls them over and gives them a good scratching before they dissapear.
"Well fought, in any case, comrades. This battle could have gone far worse."
OOC: No healing has been done lately by Drogo.
hippocrachus
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Calenthang stands staring at the headless grimlock for a moment, his elven features screwed-up into a look of impish delight. He then notices the blood flowing from his leg and sheaths his sword while gritting his teeth for the pain.
Not wishing to trouble his companions, he grudges the wound and searches the dead, all thoughts of robbing the damned batted away by pragmatism.
Not wishing to trouble his companions, he grudges the wound and searches the dead, all thoughts of robbing the damned batted away by pragmatism.
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