World of Low'verok
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"THE VOICES!" Skord roars in a deafening tone. He suddenly frees Elexia as he claps his hands to his ears and roars in agony.
*Rokelsh, Damien's spell forms a sheild over you, using the light of the sun to protect you from Skord's evil. You move in front, between the others and the mad dragon.*
*Skord gives another deafening shout, and then seems to collapse back into his pond, drenching everyone in a wave of fetid and slimy water and mud. His head and neck slide under the water while his hindquarters and tail remain on land. A second later he jerks up again, snorting water in a strangled voice.*
*The reason for this is apparent.*
*Whitefire, in crocodile form, has her jaws clamped around Skord's throat.*
*Skord gives another deafening shout, and then seems to collapse back into his pond, drenching everyone in a wave of fetid and slimy water and mud. His head and neck slide under the water while his hindquarters and tail remain on land. A second later he jerks up again, snorting water in a strangled voice.*
*The reason for this is apparent.*
*Whitefire, in crocodile form, has her jaws clamped around Skord's throat.*
Jemal
Adventurer
"That's good enough for me!" Rokelsh shouts, seeing an ally (I'm pretty sure he saw her transform) attacking the beast. If nobody stops him, he'll commence with an attack on Skord.
OOC: If he doesn't think he's able to reach with his Sword, (ie, Skord's too deep in water), Rokelsh will stick his sword into the ground and draw his bow(move Equiv), then fire off a single shot at the Dragon(+11 to hit, 1d8+5 damage, threat 20/X3). Otherwise, charge with Flamberge(+9 to hit, 2d6+8 damage, threat 18-20/x2).
OOC: If he doesn't think he's able to reach with his Sword, (ie, Skord's too deep in water), Rokelsh will stick his sword into the ground and draw his bow(move Equiv), then fire off a single shot at the Dragon(+11 to hit, 1d8+5 damage, threat 20/X3). Otherwise, charge with Flamberge(+9 to hit, 2d6+8 damage, threat 18-20/x2).
Argent Silvermage
First Post
Elexia stands and tries to compose herself. finaly giving up as she is splashed again. She realises that according to Skord he has a prisoner that is doing this to him,. She must be freed in order for him to be free as well. She is torn by the fact that he is an evil creature. so she will let them fight the dragon though in her heart she wishes she could save it and maybe turn it from the dark ways.
She will cast sound burst over the beasts head keeping the effect away from her comrads.
She will cast sound burst over the beasts head keeping the effect away from her comrads.
*Rokelsh, you charge with your sword, stabbing it deeply into a gap between the scales and drawing a fountain of blood from deep within the dragon. Elexia's spell shrieks over Skord's head, causing him to thrash from side to side in eerie silence. Whitefire's jaws continue to clamp his throat and oddly he does not raise his claws to rip her away.*
*Rokelsh and Syrrian, you can see that on the dragon's front claws are two snakes, possibly the same ones that Whitefire had on her. Skord falls back in the swamp again, and from his fallen form a ripple of light occurs.*
*You can see a vague shape of force with the suggestion of claws and teeth. It's the same thing that attacked you in the inn in town! It lunges toward the party, snarling and gashing its claws in the air.*
*Rokelsh and Syrrian, you can see that on the dragon's front claws are two snakes, possibly the same ones that Whitefire had on her. Skord falls back in the swamp again, and from his fallen form a ripple of light occurs.*
*You can see a vague shape of force with the suggestion of claws and teeth. It's the same thing that attacked you in the inn in town! It lunges toward the party, snarling and gashing its claws in the air.*
Argent Silvermage
First Post
"Quickly! We must get inside his lair. He;s been holding someone prisoner from what he said." Elexia says and runs to the mound hopeing to find a way inside.
*Elexia, you run around the dragon, skirting the pond and lunging into the mound, squishing through mud as you go. Bones and decaying bodies of lizardfolk, crocodiles, kobolds, and even humans litter the ground. Going inside the damp, dark, stinking cave, your eyes quickly adjust to the gloom. You find your quarry almost instantly. A beam of weak sunlight penetrates the ceiling and falls on the wall.*
*The wall itself seems to be made of clearest crystal, and inside is a person. A massive, half-orc woman of uncommon beauty, bearing magnificent dragon wings and midnight black scales, with horns on her head, claws on her hands, and a mouth full of sharp teeth. Elaborate tattoos stripe her skin, and beautiful and elegant jewelry is evident all over her. But it is her eyes that truly gather your attention; they are the exact same as Skord's.*
*The wall itself seems to be made of clearest crystal, and inside is a person. A massive, half-orc woman of uncommon beauty, bearing magnificent dragon wings and midnight black scales, with horns on her head, claws on her hands, and a mouth full of sharp teeth. Elaborate tattoos stripe her skin, and beautiful and elegant jewelry is evident all over her. But it is her eyes that truly gather your attention; they are the exact same as Skord's.*
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