X4: Master of the Desert Nomads - IC
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Jemal
Adventurer
Once more filling his weapon with his power, Nargon continues to strike at the beast
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Hideous blow attack; damage (1d20+15=33, 2d4+5d6+11=31)
Now Invisible castle just needs to co-operate with a >50 percentile.
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Hideous blow attack; damage (1d20+15=33, 2d4+5d6+11=31)
Now Invisible castle just needs to co-operate with a >50 percentile.
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Nargon aims well his mighty rapidly whipping chain, crackling with power, as it passes right through the monster once again without any effect.
The armored stranger presses his own attack on the ghostly fiend. A blow from his mace passes through also with no effect, but he quickly follows it up with a second blow that does seem to catch on the cloud-monster. The monster seems to go limp.
Taking no chances, Bevin casts a spell on the creature.
Girgal tosses a flame that passes through it with no evident effect. He follows it up with another toss, and when that flame strikes the it, the ghostly-cloud monster dissipates as if into nothingness!
It is gone.
The armored stranger sighs and lays right down on the ground. It looks like he might be too badly hurt to stand at first, but it soon becomes clear that he is just exhausted.
On a closer look, he appears to have been in the desert for many days. He is caked in dust and sand, his face reddish, his lips cracked.
"Thank you" he says "for saving me and may the blessing of the Immortals be upon you. I am Bishop Guilliame. I am on a mission of the utmost importance, and I must speak to your commander. And given your impressive performance here tonight, I believe that you are fated to carry on where I must leave off.
But first, I must rest."
The armored stranger presses his own attack on the ghostly fiend. A blow from his mace passes through also with no effect, but he quickly follows it up with a second blow that does seem to catch on the cloud-monster. The monster seems to go limp.
Taking no chances, Bevin casts a spell on the creature.
Girgal tosses a flame that passes through it with no evident effect. He follows it up with another toss, and when that flame strikes the it, the ghostly-cloud monster dissipates as if into nothingness!
It is gone.
The armored stranger sighs and lays right down on the ground. It looks like he might be too badly hurt to stand at first, but it soon becomes clear that he is just exhausted.
On a closer look, he appears to have been in the desert for many days. He is caked in dust and sand, his face reddish, his lips cracked.
"Thank you" he says "for saving me and may the blessing of the Immortals be upon you. I am Bishop Guilliame. I am on a mission of the utmost importance, and I must speak to your commander. And given your impressive performance here tonight, I believe that you are fated to carry on where I must leave off.
But first, I must rest."
Leif
Adventurer
Bevin, Dwarf Rogue/Enchanter
"I don't know, friend Aram, but I do know that Bishop Guillame is not the only one in need of urgent rest! That battle almost exhausted the very last ounce of arcane might that I have at my command! I'm bushed! I could sleep right here on this field of blood!"
"I don't know, friend Aram, but I do know that Bishop Guillame is not the only one in need of urgent rest! That battle almost exhausted the very last ounce of arcane might that I have at my command! I'm bushed! I could sleep right here on this field of blood!"
Walking Dad
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Girgal, AC 23 (T15, FF20), HP 59/59, F +11,R+8,W+13
"Nargon is right. We should stay vigilant. But I will come back to you and pray later. Maybe the primal powers will restore your strenght of mind."
"Nargon is right. We should stay vigilant. But I will come back to you and pray later. Maybe the primal powers will restore your strenght of mind."
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Leif
Adventurer
Bevin, Dwarf Rogue/Enchanter
"Thank you, Nargon and Girgal, for your understanding and your generosity. It pains me to leave you before our assigned task is complete, but I fear that if I remained with you I would be a hindrance rather than a help." So saying, Bevin readies himself to return to the barracks and gain some restorative sleep.
"Thank you, Nargon and Girgal, for your understanding and your generosity. It pains me to leave you before our assigned task is complete, but I fear that if I remained with you I would be a hindrance rather than a help." So saying, Bevin readies himself to return to the barracks and gain some restorative sleep.
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