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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 2817142" data-attributes="member: 2323">[PLAIN][Realms #334] The Killing Field[/PLAIN]If they'd been thinking about the danger of ambush, or even considering the possibility that they weren't entirely alone in the wilderness, they might have noticed how ideal the site was for attack. The road descended here to the floor of a muddy gully between two steep hills crowned with a tangle of hardy nettles. and thistley brush. There was no quick way to the summit without climbing straight up the incline - a feat that was difficult in itself, and one that would leave the climber open to missile fire from the opposite hilltop.The Order hadn't been thinking about an ambush - but somebody had.Almost before they realized what was happening the sky was darkened by a swarm of arrows. In rapid succession two arrows slammed into Feln - one sinking deeply into the hafl-ogre's right knee and a second burying itself in the meat beneath his right ear. He had time to cry out before a third struck his forehead, careening harmlessly off his naturally armored flesh. A fourth arrow stabbed into the martial artist's muscular thigh; a fifth glanced off his right forearm, breaking into splinters against his leathery skin. A sixth shaft pierced the half-ogre's cheek and lodged there, protruding awkwardly from his face.Feln was experienced enough to recognize the precision sneak attacks for what they were, but flat-footed on the floor of a gully without any cover, there was nothing he could do about it. Luckily for him, only the archers on his right side had been instructed to "bring down the giant". But Feln's gain was Huzair and Morier's loss.Three arrows knifed through the air at the wizard and all three found their mark. Two plunged into his hip and thigh and the third sank deeply into his side, just below his ribs. He had time to let out a surprised grunt before he collapsed slowly to the ground with blood streaming down his trousers.Two arrows whistled through the air around Morier's head, missing by less than a hand-span each. A third struck his magical leather armor and was turned aside. Three more were on target, however, striking his left leg and his left arm, and his hip just below his belt. The albino staggered, very nearly overcome by the sudden wave of pain.Feln was in no position to see what was happening with the other party members. He yanked free the arrow sticking absurdly from his face and roared defiantly at the top of hill. He called on a surge of adrenaline, feeling the first stirrings of the inner power he would need to scale the steep incline of the hill.Stirrings was all he felt before two more arrows stabbed into his gut, each a couple of inches from his navel. Then he fell down.An instant later yet another shaft found its way to Morier's body, sinking deeply into the muscle on his chest and dragging another cry of pain from the eldritch warrior. He maintained his feet... but just barely.</blockquote>

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