[UaVS] The Silver Door IC
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Serpenteye
First Post
Nurthrak raises his hand and makes an obcsene gesture against the thing.
In Abyssal:
"Come down here, abomination, before I climb up to get you. Your mouth is just big enough to accomodate me."
In Abyssal:
"Come down here, abomination, before I climb up to get you. Your mouth is just big enough to accomodate me."
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Arngen hurls his dagger, a throw that would have skewered any other creature....to watch as the knife hits and falls, a chip on it's point...
Grolvus stands Ready, anticipatng the Thing's next move...
Gentaria fires again, ineffectually as well...
Enraela casts Bless upon the group...
Jikull pulls a strange throwing blade forth,hurling it with enough force to behead someone, to watch as it *ching* ! as it hits the creature and then a wall before falling to the floor...
Nurthrak Readies him self as well...
Brogark hurls a throwing axe at the Thing. And watches in grim satisfactin as it finds a place between the fitted plates that serves the thing as it's skin <hit, 7HP>.
Wesellu casts his spell,Magic Missiles streaming out to strike the Thing < 8 HP>.
The Thing moves...
Moving with frightening speed, the Spheroid descends, straight at Wesellu.
<Attacks of Op for all, as it is descending nto your midst>
All get a free attack against the Thing...
Arngen misses with his sword,as does grolvus, Gentaria and Enraela. Jikull scores a hit with his Flamberge <22HP>.
Nurthrak misses the thing with his claw.
Brogark once more hits, though this time with his dreaded Waraxe < 17HP> , while Wesellu stabs at it with pitiful results as it bites him.
Wesellu feels fire enter his veins as the massive thing tastes of his flesh <20HP damage>.
Arngen is up again...the thing is ringed by you all, have at it.
Grolvus stands Ready, anticipatng the Thing's next move...
Gentaria fires again, ineffectually as well...
Enraela casts Bless upon the group...
Jikull pulls a strange throwing blade forth,hurling it with enough force to behead someone, to watch as it *ching* ! as it hits the creature and then a wall before falling to the floor...
Nurthrak Readies him self as well...
Brogark hurls a throwing axe at the Thing. And watches in grim satisfactin as it finds a place between the fitted plates that serves the thing as it's skin <hit, 7HP>.
Wesellu casts his spell,Magic Missiles streaming out to strike the Thing < 8 HP>.
The Thing moves...
Moving with frightening speed, the Spheroid descends, straight at Wesellu.
<Attacks of Op for all, as it is descending nto your midst>
All get a free attack against the Thing...
Arngen misses with his sword,as does grolvus, Gentaria and Enraela. Jikull scores a hit with his Flamberge <22HP>.
Nurthrak misses the thing with his claw.
Brogark once more hits, though this time with his dreaded Waraxe < 17HP> , while Wesellu stabs at it with pitiful results as it bites him.
Wesellu feels fire enter his veins as the massive thing tastes of his flesh <20HP damage>.
Arngen is up again...the thing is ringed by you all, have at it.
Serpenteye
First Post
Nurthrak throws himself at the creature (preferably out of the way of the others attacks), digging into it with his claws and teeth, attempting to grapple it and keep it from getting away.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Arngen 22
Grolvus 19
Gentaria 18
Enraela 17
Jikull 16
Nurthrak 14
Brogark 13
Wesellu 11
Thing 7
Arngen stabs in frustration at the massive Thing, his blades finding no purchase through it's metal-plated skin.
Grolvus likewise tries to find some weak spot, though his massive bastard sword draws no blood either...
Gentaria manages to get one of her blades into the Thing's mouth, cutting it <6HP>.
Enraela, grinning with Abyssal wisdom and malice intones in the language of the Pits 'Ulachth'algregh uvghrull Lolth!!!' reaching out her now crimson glowing hand and Touching the Thing with her spell.
< Casting defensively, 21HP ause Serious Wounds>. No armor plated ball wound eat of her flesh this day...
Jikull, maddened beyond belief at this foe's near impervious armor Rages ,swinging his massive blade into it with all of his might, hitting it with a telling blow <24 HP>.
Nurthrak, not to be outdone, scores a hit with his claw < 12HP>, though his other attacks miss the target.
Brogark fails to hit the thing with his Waraxe, but does bash it across it's face with his shield (8HP>.
Wesellu retreats <Full Withdraw, no AtofOp>.
The Thing, despite all of it's grievous wounds now reaps a far worse damage among those assembl;ed about it trying to kill it than a mere bite...
In a fraction of a second, all those engaged with it watch in horror as the Plates that form the Thing's skin seperate, showing sickly grey flesh beneath. Dozens of barbed, metal sheathed tentacles flail outwards, covered in hooks and blades,covering the area with a deadly barage of cutting and piercing death.
Arngen miraculously dodges the attack, taking no damage <I rolled a '1' on you>.
Grolvus <25 HP>
Gentaria <14HP>
Enraela <11HP>
Jikull < 31HP>
Nurthrak <29HP, rolled a '20' and barely missed critting you...>
Brogark uses his shield and his superior combat techniques to avoid the flailing attack.
Wesellu, having fled the thing, is spared it's horrid attack <Rolled a '1' against you as well>
Arngen now sees his opening, as the creature has not yet retraced it's plates. He moves in, stabbing with his blade, hitting between the plates <15HP including Sneak>.
Grolvus, likewise stabs the beast with his blade, driving it into the unprotected flesh of the Thing < 38HP in 2 Sneak strikes>.
The Thing let's out a bellow that resounds throughout the chamber before falling to the ground, dead.
Jikull continues to stab at it, his blade making a ruinous mess of the mass of metal and pale grey flesh.
Wesellu now staggers forward, bleeding profusely but muttering something.
'Flailing...flailing, yes that's it a Flailing Dreadnaught...a horrid Abberation. I can't believe that the Duergar Mages would have the Power to create such a thing...
Brogark snorts in the face of typical Drow arrogance, he had fought for many years against the Duergar,indeed they were his Chosen Foe and he had dispatched a great many of them to the Hells in his time.
Enraela raises an eyebrow at the hobgoblin's show of disdain which quickly nets a deferential bow from him to his Mistress in apology. Brogark goes to stand beside Jikull, speaking in a low tone with the Half-Ogre.
Enraela moves to Wesellu,smiling as she applies her Art to her Cousin.<Healed 11HP CMW>.'Tell me dear Cousin, what else of this beast...if these Duergar had such, then what else may we expect from them?'
The honey-sweet sound of her voice stirs something in all of the males in the group, something that the wise knew to ignore, so deadly a spider was this Temptress. Wesellu recalls a bit more 'Well, it may have something of value deep in it's gullet, Enr..Mistress...'
Nodding and turning to Jikull and Brogark, Enraela signals that they see if the Wizard is indeed correct.
Whilst othere heal <let me know in the OoC please>, Nurthrak's regeneration beginning to put him back together, the Hobgoblin and Gladiator hack and cut deep into the Thing, Brogark with resigned disgust, Jikull with an almost gleeful exhuberance.
Finally, the Half-Ogre yells in triumph, raising a massive bloody organ, flinging it upon the floor, a *chink* resounding through the room. Literally crawling out of the Dreadnaught, Jikull looks like some nightmarish child birthing from the womb of the Abyss itself, a gore-covered babe come to wreak havoc upon the World.
Enraela mutters a few words, causing a small deluge <Create Water> to fall upon the pair,removing some of the viscera, if not all (much to Brogark's disgust>.
Gentaria, feeling a bit slighted at having to watch two males do Enraela's will, moves to the organ, cutting it open with her sword to peer at what lies within...
Grolvus 19
Gentaria 18
Enraela 17
Jikull 16
Nurthrak 14
Brogark 13
Wesellu 11
Thing 7
Arngen stabs in frustration at the massive Thing, his blades finding no purchase through it's metal-plated skin.
Grolvus likewise tries to find some weak spot, though his massive bastard sword draws no blood either...
Gentaria manages to get one of her blades into the Thing's mouth, cutting it <6HP>.
Enraela, grinning with Abyssal wisdom and malice intones in the language of the Pits 'Ulachth'algregh uvghrull Lolth!!!' reaching out her now crimson glowing hand and Touching the Thing with her spell.
< Casting defensively, 21HP ause Serious Wounds>. No armor plated ball wound eat of her flesh this day...
Jikull, maddened beyond belief at this foe's near impervious armor Rages ,swinging his massive blade into it with all of his might, hitting it with a telling blow <24 HP>.
Nurthrak, not to be outdone, scores a hit with his claw < 12HP>, though his other attacks miss the target.
Brogark fails to hit the thing with his Waraxe, but does bash it across it's face with his shield (8HP>.
Wesellu retreats <Full Withdraw, no AtofOp>.
The Thing, despite all of it's grievous wounds now reaps a far worse damage among those assembl;ed about it trying to kill it than a mere bite...
In a fraction of a second, all those engaged with it watch in horror as the Plates that form the Thing's skin seperate, showing sickly grey flesh beneath. Dozens of barbed, metal sheathed tentacles flail outwards, covered in hooks and blades,covering the area with a deadly barage of cutting and piercing death.
Arngen miraculously dodges the attack, taking no damage <I rolled a '1' on you>.
Grolvus <25 HP>
Gentaria <14HP>
Enraela <11HP>
Jikull < 31HP>
Nurthrak <29HP, rolled a '20' and barely missed critting you...>
Brogark uses his shield and his superior combat techniques to avoid the flailing attack.
Wesellu, having fled the thing, is spared it's horrid attack <Rolled a '1' against you as well>
Arngen now sees his opening, as the creature has not yet retraced it's plates. He moves in, stabbing with his blade, hitting between the plates <15HP including Sneak>.
Grolvus, likewise stabs the beast with his blade, driving it into the unprotected flesh of the Thing < 38HP in 2 Sneak strikes>.
The Thing let's out a bellow that resounds throughout the chamber before falling to the ground, dead.
Jikull continues to stab at it, his blade making a ruinous mess of the mass of metal and pale grey flesh.
Wesellu now staggers forward, bleeding profusely but muttering something.
'Flailing...flailing, yes that's it a Flailing Dreadnaught...a horrid Abberation. I can't believe that the Duergar Mages would have the Power to create such a thing...
Brogark snorts in the face of typical Drow arrogance, he had fought for many years against the Duergar,indeed they were his Chosen Foe and he had dispatched a great many of them to the Hells in his time.
Enraela raises an eyebrow at the hobgoblin's show of disdain which quickly nets a deferential bow from him to his Mistress in apology. Brogark goes to stand beside Jikull, speaking in a low tone with the Half-Ogre.
Enraela moves to Wesellu,smiling as she applies her Art to her Cousin.<Healed 11HP CMW>.'Tell me dear Cousin, what else of this beast...if these Duergar had such, then what else may we expect from them?'
The honey-sweet sound of her voice stirs something in all of the males in the group, something that the wise knew to ignore, so deadly a spider was this Temptress. Wesellu recalls a bit more 'Well, it may have something of value deep in it's gullet, Enr..Mistress...'
Nodding and turning to Jikull and Brogark, Enraela signals that they see if the Wizard is indeed correct.
Whilst othere heal <let me know in the OoC please>, Nurthrak's regeneration beginning to put him back together, the Hobgoblin and Gladiator hack and cut deep into the Thing, Brogark with resigned disgust, Jikull with an almost gleeful exhuberance.
Finally, the Half-Ogre yells in triumph, raising a massive bloody organ, flinging it upon the floor, a *chink* resounding through the room. Literally crawling out of the Dreadnaught, Jikull looks like some nightmarish child birthing from the womb of the Abyss itself, a gore-covered babe come to wreak havoc upon the World.
Enraela mutters a few words, causing a small deluge <Create Water> to fall upon the pair,removing some of the viscera, if not all (much to Brogark's disgust>.
Gentaria, feeling a bit slighted at having to watch two males do Enraela's will, moves to the organ, cutting it open with her sword to peer at what lies within...
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Dalamar
Adventurer
Arngen picks up the dagger he threw, frowning at the chipped point.
"The creature has slain several of those who were ahead of us over there, Mistress" he points towards the northen hallway, "but some of them went up the stairs."
OoC: That makes two battles where Arngen has gotten a hunch about it, and avoided getting wounded. Is he cool or what?
"The creature has slain several of those who were ahead of us over there, Mistress" he points towards the northen hallway, "but some of them went up the stairs."
OoC: That makes two battles where Arngen has gotten a hunch about it, and avoided getting wounded. Is he cool or what?
