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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Uriel" data-source="post: 1058480" data-attributes="member: 8222">Arngen 22Grolvus 19Gentaria 18Enraela 17Jikull 16Nurthrak 14Brogark 13Wesellu 11Thing 7Arngen 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 .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...</blockquote>

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