Legend of The Dragon - (The Winds of Fate) - Part III

[J-Kama-Ka-C]

my turn again \o/

"Ah... yeah, tough beak, er, break."

*Fluffie returns after making sure the horse is properly secured and promptly empties the contents of his backpack on to the floor. A torrent of items cascade their way down in what seems an unending supply. The knight obviously packed them in tight.

*Setting the l00t up on the counter, there would seem to be:

1 Club
1 Light X-Bow + 20 Bolts
2 Long Swords
1 Suit Leather Armour
2 Sets of boots.

All smelling rather badly of orc

*Kama who has been looking over the contents of the shelves speaks up again

"I'm sure my friend will be happy with whatever you can give him for it. I'd be just plain greatful if you'd them them off our hands."

"Oh and if you have any light armour, a silk garment perhaps, I'd like to buy one of those, some ink, scrolls, extra pouch wouldn't go amiss."

*Slowly Reminded by the low kicking pain in his own stomach

"...and we're fresh out of bread and water."

[Ur_Quan]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
A spell does count as an attack.

the regen does nto work during a battle

and only when you have low health

You draw up on the might of astea (hint it would be best if you actually come up with a prayer when turning undead as this may give you a speshul DM bonus if i like what i read )

and turn the undead.....

all the Ghouls back off from you as they hear the words

it seems that you have been succesful, so long as you do not harm them they will not harm you the effect of the spell will last for 20 posts....



BATTLE ORDER

You


Enemy

Ghouls

1
2
3

Ur_Quan looks at the ghouls in a slightly disappointed fashion; this wasn't supposed to happen! They should've imploded, or been torn to lots of tiny little chunky bits or at least their heads should've popped off! Ur_Quan thought about it for a while. It had been a long time since he'd battles any undead, maybe his turn undead ability had gone a bit rusty and he had forgotten an essential part of the incantation? Oh well, he would worry about it later, because there were more urgent things now, three of them, to be precise.

As he stood there thinking, he realised that the ghouls hadn't tried to attack him yet. They were just aimlessly wandering about the place. Ur_Quan deduced that his incantation hadn't been totally effectless and he figured that this would be a convenient time to have a closer look at the dead acolytes. After all, they had created the ghouls, so it wouldn't be unreasonable to assume that maybe he'd find something that indicated a weak spot or possibly some sort of protection or maybe even the reason behind this all, or perhaps some other things of value.

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STATUS
HP: 11/30
MP: 20/60
Poisoned for: <specify duration here> -10 rounds
Used: Cure light wounds ability
Used: Turn undead (1 of 2) (lasts for: 19 rounds)
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[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Ur_Quan
bu-bu-but you said:





does that also work with all my other spells and abilities? if so, tell me what you like most, so that i may get all those very speshl bonuses next time

oops ignore i said what i mentioned previoulsy stands

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by [IV-CL]Zappa
casting titan's strenght on myself, I continue to hack 'n' slash into the morons, enjoying the vieuw of Miranda's arrows piercing several necks, longues and hearts. the joy is overwhelming, so overwhelming even that I no longer just use my sword, I use my feet, free hand, skull, knees, elbows and butt to hit the annoying buggers. I slowly turn into a rampage of wiggling buts, slashing blades, hitting skulls, fists, elbows, feet and knees, and flying adversairies. Miranda, quite amused by the sight of my wiggling butt, shoots even more arrows while backing up slightly, using all her l33th arrowish skillz to shoot accuratly, and painfully

you cast the spell on yerself and continue to hack and slash with great authority bringing down your wrath and vengeance on them.

Miranda continues to back you up and uses speed and agility and lets fly with her arrows

The slavers try to attack Miranda but they cannot keep up with her so they concentrate on you


BATTLE ORDERS

You - 2 hp damage

Miranda


Slavers
lvl 3
Hp 60

Studded Leather Armour
Short sword
Dagger
4 x Throwing Knives

1 - seriously wounded
2 - seriously wounded
3 - seriously wounded
4 - seriously wounded
5
6
7
8
9
10
11
12
13
14
15

[Ur_Quan]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
oops ignore i said what i mentioned previoulsy stands

You mean that you were wrong and I was right and you want me to forget about it? Well, I dunno, these things generally take time, as well as a load of bonus exp, a hoard of treasure and a heap of various assorted magical items...

[[IV-CL]Zappa]

or a treath with instant death due to a dmly created deus ex machina...

[[IV-CL]Zappa]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
you cast the spell on yerself and continue to hack and slash with great authority bringing down your wrath and vengeance on them.

Miranda continues to back you up and uses speed and agility and lets fly with her arrows

The slavers try to attack Miranda but they cannot keep up with her so they concentrate on you


BATTLE ORDERS

You - 2 hp damage

Miranda


Slavers
lvl 3
Hp 60

Studded Leather Armour
Short sword
Dagger
4 x Throwing Knives

1 - seriously wounded
2 - seriously wounded
3 - seriously wounded
4 - seriously wounded
5
6
7
8
9
10
11
12
13
14
15

grinning as all the uglies head for my, I continue my whirlwind of wiggling death, untill they are all close enough to my likings (circle with diameter of aprox 10ft?) I then launch myself into the air, and cast the spell I had been preparing while I waited and wiggled and brutaly masacred

SCHOCKSTORM!!! RAAAAGH, die, ignorant idiots that utterly annoy the uberly leeth Zappa and Miranda, killer-thingy-personlike-dude and dudette!

landing a few feet out of the circle, looking menacingly at all logical beings that would possibly dare claim it to be impossible (how can it be impossible? he just did it, didn't he?) He prepares his sword to attack the survivors

Miranda all this while had continued shooting her ickle arrows aimed for those ickle places where no armour was to be seen, to cause ickle deaths among the slavers, in an ickle way

suddonly, she heard the scream SCHOKSTORM, and knew what time it was, it was noon. but that wasn't what I meanth, what I meanth was it was time for her to grab a whole bunch of arrows, and shoot em into the pack of moronic slaver-thingies, and kill as many as she could. She naturaly does that verry ickel thing

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Jesse
Launching the Two Bolts Forward as jesse had already charged them, jesse creates a nice thunderstorm to brew overhead. Spinning and Swirling. The Cloud Was silent for the moment. Small and opeak. Its time was Wearing, but not yet. It Still had to brew into a major storm before being Released, For Maximum Effectivness.
Looking To her royal escort, she lunges. With gaining speed she pulls her the sword forward. Swinging it toward the big husky men. she attempts to make the man Spill his guts. But these men where skilled in the art of combat. It was then she relized what she had gotten herself into. What was she too do now. Two big men, large swords, Big hands. she was almost ready to scream and run into the woods. No. Jesse was much better then that. No. She was taught better then this. No. She couldnt let her Man down. No. She wouldn't let two men have there way with her. No. It was time to fight, not the time to wine. No. Now was the Breaking point.
What seemded like endless thinking was not even meer seconds.
Jesse saved herself just intime. Just before the big man got her. Pulling the sword up she managed to get the man in the chain mail. To no effect of coarse. she darted back to evoid another attack. These men where fast, but with all that equipment it would be hard to hit her. That was the advantage she needed.
With a lunge she drove the sword into the ground. Turning for a split second she saw her hunk driving his sword onward into the guard. He would win, he was the Captain Guard.
Jesse flew into the woods with speed, but giveing her purser the time to keep in eyesight, but out of weapon range. She still had the Three daggers she had obtained awhile back, they would have to do.

The trees where a small cover. Giving only minor Protection. It would help a great deal in the plan jesse had concocted. The Guard taunted Jesse to come out. " Come Here You Pretty Little B*tch, I Want A To Have Little Fun Before I Kill Ya!"
Jesse Ignored The bull headed man, for he will beg for death when she was done with him. All her men did. Exept the guard.
Jesse let the rage build, for it was the only thing that would give her the courage to push on. To Fight. To Give her the chance to Kill this man with ease. Although the rage came from anywhere, she let it build against the man she was about to kill. That made it so much easier to forgive herself when the deed was done. Although most men where never forgaven against there crimes against her. They Paid. Oh they payed.

With Several more taunts the anger had built. Not from the taunts but from her sisters death. The man who had done it...well.
PPulling one dagger free she went into the open. Letting mister hulk have a birds eye view of her. Placing the dagger in her teeth she drew another. The hand only had to be pulled back a little for this too work. But jesse pulled it back more to make sure it worked. The big man charged, and jesse released. The dagger Flew threw the air. Not even waiting to see if the dagger landed its target, she let go the other. It Flew with the same unmeasurable speed. It wasn't a breath away untill the third was set free. Before the third reached its target Jesse charged. Pulling her sword free she charged, cold tears streemed from her face. This man would pay for what he did, the death of her sister is now placed on this mans head, and it will be placed on many others.

Upon reaching her bloody taget she swung. She swung with everything she had. Terring the man to pieces. Hacking and cutting, hot blood flew everywhere. Not a parsel of this man would servive. Not one stinking inch. The blows rained on. On and on. Jesse couldnt even feel the pain in her arms. The blood from the man drowned out everything. She licked her lips, tasting sweat blood and tears all in one. She swung untill she couldnt anymore, and then she kicked, kicked at a man who was no longer a man. Finnaly she collapsed. Wailing, she cried. She cried for a long time. She cried untill, untill She Passed Out....

you continue to attack the men, the images flowing into your mind, again the ferocity of your attacks takes the men by storm as it also does your companion

they also attack back, all thoughts of mercy gone from their minds.


BATTLE ORDER

You - 3hp damage

Capt of the Gaurd - 2 hp damage


Enemy

Gaurd 1 - seriously wounded

Gaurd 2 - seriously wounded

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Crazyboy
Fluffie: "Oh. I say. What a nice little collection of armour you have here. Oh oh oh. I'll have to have one of these, two of these, oh! and a couple of these, some of them..."

- = A couple of hours later =-

Fluffie realises he has too much stuff and not enough gold, so quietly puts most of it back, while a rather annoyed store keeper watches him angrily and taps his foot.

Fluffie: "AH yes. Oops. I don't have that much gold. Um. Sorry. I'll just have two of them thanks then"

Fluffie quickly pays for the two bits of armour and hurries out of the store back to the healers and finds Tinuva "resting" after a hard few hours "healing" with a dwarf.
Fluffie gets a bit suspicious, but gives Tinuva his Elven Chainmail (With added +1 yness) and puts on his own elven chainmail and chucks 200 gold at the healer to give the Elf his arm back so they can hurry back to the tower and bit up some evhul monsters.

the shopkeeper looks at you and as do the big burly shop type bouncers who can administer pain to thiefy types like you.

after a while you put some stuff back and pay for the items you want.

he returns to teh house of healing where you have had a "good time"

getting dressed you and your fluff type friend make your way back to the tower.

Time passes

You return once more to the scene of the tower, this tyime it seems that the ground floor of the tower has been breached.

there is another party that has fought some creatures....they have killed what appearts to be a small group of EDHEL HEALERS who serve ASTEA and they are looting the bodies

Party

1 Female Moredhel Mage
Lvl 2
Silk Robes
Spell Book
Wand
Staff

1 Male Human Fighter
plate armour
Two Handed Axe

1 Male Gnome Cleric
Chainmail
Mace
Amulet
Holy Symbol
Shield

1 Female Edhelkin Ranger
Cloak
boots
leather armour
Bow
24 Arrows
longsword
dagger

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Jesse
Jumps up and down on the balls of her feet.
Where...Is...L...H...Where...

here

[No Dachi]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
you make good head way toward the city, and some days later (yes you have overtook the army - thanks to the skills of Masayagi)

you arrive at the gates and you have seen that the army that appraoches is a vast one indeed now some 15000 strong.

MARLOCK CITY lies on the banks of the RIVER OF SOULS that denotes the borders of GOLNIR and SOKARA, and thus is a key strategic point. It is a walled city whose walls are 100ft high and 50ft thick. there are Bastion Towers every 60ft. the place looks to be strongly defended, but as you know from your teachings in AKATSURAI no place is strong.

Ga-Nak looks at you and then asks

Shingen what can we do hear, we will be trapped in this city when the army appraoches.

Masyagi looks at Ga-Nak and scoffs his question

Yugi looks at you and then the others

No Dachi ignores the slight of courtesy from Masyagi and looks down on the city and the river flowing through its centre from his position on top of the hill. In the mid-morning sun, the tranquil waters appeared as a gigantic golden ribbon meandering its lazy way from one horizon to the other. A strategically vital point indeed - but this did still not quite explain why a sizeable army of Drakken was moving toward it, likely with the intention of besieging it. No Dachi thinks the situation over carefully, then comes to his conclusion and speaks.

"We must go to the city and warn the people. However, we may not necessarilly be trapped there. So long as the city has river crossings within its walls ((which I have assumed it has)), then if the defenders send fast troops out to secure crossings on either side along the river's length, the defenders will be able to move in and out of the city, on one bank at least."

With that, he spares once last glance behind him, before setting off down the slope ahead.

"We must hurry, with every second passed the Drakken draw nearer."

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Inspectre
Murkador grinned as he finally crawled to a suitable firing position, with the two Drakken guards on look-out none the wiser. He slowly raised the repeating crossbow up to point at the first Drakken guard, and carefully looked down the length of the weapon to make sure it was pointing directly at the Drakken’s chest. When Murkador was sure of his shot, he pulled the trigger of the repeating crossbow, and held it down.

A stream of five arrows was spat forth from the repeating crossbow, all of them striking the Drakken directly in its chest, and making it look like a pincushion. However, the light armor and thick scales of the Drakken guard somehow prevented the arrows from killing him, and Murkador snarled as he saw that the guard was still standing.

Throwing himself back up onto his feet, Murkador charged the guard before he could call out an alarm. While it was a miracle that a 7’ tall (not six. ) 340 lb. lizardman could slide quietly through the grass like a snake and not be seen, it would be a greater miracle for anyone to remain standing when said lizardman slammed into you with a flying tackle.

The two combatants rolled across the ground for several feet, and then came to a stop. Murkador, being on top, pushed himself up, and then drove his clawed fist down into the Drakken guard’s face. The guard opened his mouth to cry out for help, but Murkador wrapped his hand around the shaft of one of the arrows in the guard’s chest, and pushed. This drove the arrow head deeper into the Drakken’s chest, puncturing a lung and reducing the guard’s cry for help into a gasp.

Not satisfied, Murkador clenched his right hand into a fist again, and drove it into the soft part of the guard’s neck, where his windpipe was located. Once, twice, three times, so that all that was left was a bloody mess of torn flesh and splintered bone. This seemed to finish the guard, but Murkador remained by the guard’s side for a moment, thinking on how to deal with the second guard on the other side of the tent.

Murkador’s lips peeled back to reveal his teeth in a Lizardman smile as he came up with an idea. Grasping another of the arrows sticking out of the Drakken’s chest, Murkador managed to pull the arrow out of the dead guard’s body with a quick twist and a jerk. He then reloaded his repeater crossbow with the blood stained weapon, and crept around to the other side of the tent.

Sure enough, there was the guard, his back turned to Murkador, for who would suspect an attack from the campsite’s direction? Moving as silently as he could, Murkador approached the unaware guard. Murkador shifted the heavy repeater crossbow to his right hand, so that he could keep his left hand free to grab a hold of the guard. It was difficult, but Murkador would manage to at least plant the crossbow in the guard’s back and fire.

Coming within two steps of the guard, this is what Murkador did, as he leapt forward to wrap his free hand around the guard’s mouth. The other hand jammed the crossbow into the small of the guard’s back, and pulled the trigger. As such close range, the crossbow bolt nearly went completely though the guard, and his cry of pain was stifled by Murkador’s claw over his mouth.

“Why won’t you have a resssst?” Murkador hissed in the guard’s ear, and then threw him backwards to the ground. Landing on his back, the impact of the guard’s fall drove the bolt even deeper into his body, so much so that the tip of the bolt exploded out of his stomach. Still, the guard seemed to still be moving, so Murkador hastily threw himself down next to the guard and clamped his hand over the guard’s mouth once more.

The two wrestled about for a moment, but the guard was clearly weakening, and it wouldn’t be long now. However, Murkador wanted to find a way to end this fight quickly, before the sound of the struggle attracted any attention from the rest of the camped Drakken. Flailing about with his free hand, Murkador found a tent spike, driven into the ground to hold up the tent that the guards had been standing around. A quick jerk removed it from the earth, and Murkador wasted no time in bringing it into the fight.

Swinging the impromptu weapon around, Murkador drove the tent spike up into the Drakken guard’s chin, and through the roof of his mouth and into his brain beyond that. The Drakken guard shuddered compulsively once, and then stopped moving forever.

Teeth bared once again in a Lizardman’s smile, Murkador went around to the front of the tent, threw the door flap aside and quietly stepped into the tent itself. He would check this place first, and then move on to the other tents. Besides, what could be so interesting about this tent that the only two guards Murkador had seen were standing right next to it?

right ok lets get this right....... a 340lbs 7ft tall bag of lizard bones and skin is trying to be stealthy :eek: and is trying to do all the above in silince.

right cue black and white film and the fake mustache is painted onto Murkador whilst cheesy piano music.... (the tune of the hero now playing) all of the above is done in olde style black and white films...... and guess what..... den den derrrrr know one hears it cause they seem to be deaf



You finally take care of the last of the two gaurds ans make your way into the tent.

this seems to be a gaurd tent.

there is the following

3 beds
3 chests at the foot of the beds
1 weapons rack with

2 spears
1 long sword
1 2 handed sword

1 armour stand - empty

as you look around you hear the tent flap move back....

the 3rd gaurd has returned

RRRRRRRAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGG

he attacks you from behind and hits you with his claws

BATTLE

You - 4hp damage

Drakken Gaurd

Leather armour
Cloak
dagger
claws
bite

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Gokan
Gokan grins as his lessons in Daemonology pay off. He reaches briefly down to pet his horse reassuringly on the neck. Then launches into a full blown incantation. High winds threaten to drown out the last syllables but Gokan yells them out of over the unseasonal winds.

Flurries of snow and sleet suddenly blossom in a line, leading straight from Gokan to the cornugons.

[spellcasting] Icestorm -40mp [/spellcasting]

Hoping that the localised blizzard will hold the demons long enough for him to catch up with the fleeing priest, he launches into another spell.

Dark tendrils taking the form of tentacles emerge from the ground at the priests feet.

[spellcasting] Tentacle Grip -40mp [/spellcasting]

Gokan urges his horse on, attempting to calm the creature as the tentacles move aside to let them through.

[status]
HP: 110 (max: 110)
MP: 370 (max: 500)
Spells in Effect:
Icestorm (target: Cornugon Demons)
Tentacle Grip (target Priest)
[/status]

Silver settles down and waits for Gokan to return before mounting a rescue attempt, unless circumstances cause a change of plans.

You begon to cast your spell on the deamons as they rush toward you.

as you cast the spell that surrounds them, they both breath fire on you.

you shrug off the pain of the burns and concentrate on the priest who turns to look in fear at you. He then begins to cast a spell as you begin casting tentacle grip, once more the priest calls forth summoning powers.

You gasp he looks like to have lost control of his spell....the Idiot has created a GATE and their is a a BAALOR DEAMON coming thru..... it has not been summoned and is under no ones control, and what is more it is classed as a DEAMON LORD - one of the weakest but still powerful

the deamon is 11ft tall with the typical deamon wings - it can fly very fast like a hawk, it has 4 eyes that are cat like and its head is dragon like with the horns. its body is that of a muscular giant like a Titan. the skin colour is dark red and it is shorouded in a black flame.

BAALOR DEAMON
Lord Class Lvl 1
Lvl 10 Monster
11 ft tall

Plate Armour +15
Trident +10 flaming/lightning/Acid attacks

can cast spells as well

Battle Orders

you

enemy

Priest

BAALOR DEAMON

CORNUGON DEAMONS

Lvl 5 Deamons

Claw Attack
Breath Fire

Hardend Skin
Move Fast
Resist Spells
Cause Fear

you recall that holy attacks cause double damage and also cold damage they find hard to heal

Demon1 - moderatly damaged

Demon2 - moderatly damaged

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Hewitt
ooc: lol, I'm not a pervert. Just observant...

Hewitt
Hp: 16/20
Mp: 10/10

Myleen
Hp: 17/20
Mp: 10/140
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*Hewitt's facination turns to horror as the lesser daemons round on Myleen as she becomes intent on striking the killing blow on the prone cornugon daemon. With an almighty whack, one deamon knocks Myleen flying with a clawed fist from the look on Myleen's face as she was hit Hewitt could tell it was pretty painful. Rage starts building up inside of Hewitt - How dare they strike a lady! - as he lines up another arrow, drawing a bead on the back of the hideous Cornugon Daemon, currently laughing at Myleens pain as it closes in to take advantage of her moment of confusion. Hewitt channels the rage up his throat and into his voice where he screams out more loudly than ever before...*

STORMWIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*The arrow bursts into electricity just as it leaves the bow and homes in on its target, flying true. Hewitt listens to the tremedous roar as the arrow strikes and can't help but feel slightly heroic. Reaching for another arrow he finds there are none in the ground or his quiver - the final stage shall have to be fought blade to claw.*

Come here you murderous b*stards!

*Hewitt launches himself from his kneeling position as he draws his sword and discards his bow. Gripping the blade firmly with both hands he charges for the daemon that he had watched knock Myleen heavily. As the daemon turns to face him, Hewitt has the sword over his head. Keeping his eyes locked on the daemons, Hewitt leaps into the air and brings the sword down in a powerful two-handed stroke. The steel of the blade becomes a blur as both gravity and Hewitt's weight push it onwards to the target area between the daemon's neck and shoulderblade.*

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Ugh!

*Intent on crushing the Cornugon Daemons skull with her mace she doesn't notice the other daemons close on her until it is too late. One of the lesser daemons takes a swipe at her, hitting her right in the mid-section with one of it's clawed fists. The blow sends her flying, deflects the mace blow just enough not to kill her previous opponent and hurts like the abyss itself. Hitting the ground hard, she becomes slighty dazed.*

Ooooo... my head...

*Suddenly one of the Cornugon Daemons seems to come at her from nowhere it's claws extended and ready to place a killing blow.*

"RRRRAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!"

*Without warning an electrified bolt strikes the hideous beast in the back of the skull. Hewitt had fired again.*

That was too close.

*Grabbing her mace from whenst it had fallen she gets up and marches towards the over daemons, anger plastered all over her face. One of the lesser daemons bars her way from her intended target - the fallen Cornugon - which was probably the stupidest thing it had ever done in it's lifetime. Just as it lunges at Myleen, she steps back a swings the mace for the creatures mid-section. Still infused with titan strength she move in with confidence, using the weight of the mace to pull herself close enough to knee the knee in the groin before wrapping her leg around the daemons. She grins into the face of the daemon before punching it in the face. With her leg around the daemons it has no where to go Myleen expects the force of the blow to knock her opponent to the ground. To help it on it's way back to the earth from whenst it came, Myleen pulls back with her leg at the same time she lands the blow.*

see an Observant Aussie Pervert

you continue to attack the deamons shouting Stromwind time after time and then you sulk and kick the dirt around a bit cause no Arrow trees grew

you then draw your sword and commence to attack and aid myleen

myleen continues her attacks on the deamons as well

BATTLE ORDER

You - 4 hp damage

Myleen - 1 hp damage

4 Gaurds (human, leather armour, swords, bows, 12 arrows)

1 - dead
2 - dead
3 - dead
4 - dead


The Enemy

4 Summoners (Drakken)

1 - dead
2 - dead
3 - dead
4 - dead

2 Deamons similar to those you have fought.

1 - moderatly wounded
2 - lightly wounded

1 GORGON - its gaze can turn people to stone - dead

Cornugon deamons

1 - dead
2 - seriously wounded

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by J-Kama-Ka-C
my turn again \o/

"Ah... yeah, tough beak, er, break."

*Fluffie returns after making sure the horse is properly secured and promptly empties the contents of his backpack on to the floor. A torrent of items cascade their way down in what seems an unending supply. The knight obviously packed them in tight.

*Setting the l00t up on the counter, there would seem to be:

1 Club
1 Light X-Bow + 20 Bolts
2 Long Swords
1 Suit Leather Armour
2 Sets of boots.

All smelling rather badly of orc

*Kama who has been looking over the contents of the shelves speaks up again

"I'm sure my friend will be happy with whatever you can give him for it. I'd be just plain greatful if you'd them them off our hands."

"Oh and if you have any light armour, a silk garment perhaps, I'd like to buy one of those, some ink, scrolls, extra pouch wouldn't go amiss."

*Slowly Reminded by the low kicking pain in his own stomach

"...and we're fresh out of bread and water."

you place the items on the counter so that the bird can see them

1 Club
1 Light X-Bow + 20 Bolts
2 Long Swords
1 Suit Leather Armour
2 Sets of boots.

bob looks at them

they are in good condition, i will give you 150gp for the job lot thats the best offer i can do.

yes i do have those items you requested tell you what i will give you those free and an extra 300gp if you will do a little job for me also you can have 7 days food each to take with you and you may also have a meal here

are you interested in a job then?

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Ur_Quan
Ur_Quan looks at the ghouls in a slightly disappointed fashion; this wasn't supposed to happen! They should've imploded, or been torn to lots of tiny little chunky bits or at least their heads should've popped off! Ur_Quan thought about it for a while. It had been a long time since he'd battles any undead, maybe his turn undead ability had gone a bit rusty and he had forgotten an essential part of the incantation? Oh well, he would worry about it later, because there were more urgent things now, three of them, to be precise.

As he stood there thinking, he realised that the ghouls hadn't tried to attack him yet. They were just aimlessly wandering about the place. Ur_Quan deduced that his incantation hadn't been totally effectless and he figured that this would be a convenient time to have a closer look at the dead acolytes. After all, they had created the ghouls, so it wouldn't be unreasonable to assume that maybe he'd find something that indicated a weak spot or possibly some sort of protection or maybe even the reason behind this all, or perhaps some other things of value.

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STATUS
HP: 11/30
MP: 20/60
Poisoned for: <specify duration here> -10 rounds
Used: Cure light wounds ability
Used: Turn undead (1 of 2) (lasts for: 19 rounds)
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you look around you and realise that the ghouls still not have attacked you.

you begin to look around the barrow.

you can see the bodies of the the three acolytes but what worries you is where is the master.....?

all acolytes have a master who teaches them. and would also lead any ceremony or ritual

on the acoyltes you find

1 journal you cannot read cause its written in a language you do not know
2 silver rings
1 gold ring
1 magical amulet +5 magic evade
a pouch containg 65gp
1 potion of cure light wounds

also you find a

silver dagger
1 wooden stake
1 hammer
3 cloves of garlic
2 holy symbols
1 holy cross
2 potions of holy water

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by No Dachi
No Dachi ignores the slight of courtesy from Masyagi and looks down on the city and the river flowing through its centre from his position on top of the hill. In the mid-morning sun, the tranquil waters appeared as a gigantic golden ribbon meandering its lazy way from one horizon to the other. A strategically vital point indeed - but this did still not quite explain why a sizeable army of Drakken was moving toward it, likely with the intention of besieging it. No Dachi thinks the situation over carefully, then comes to his conclusion and speaks.

"We must go to the city and warn the people. However, we may not necessarilly be trapped there. So long as the city has river crossings within its walls ((which I have assumed it has)), then if the defenders send fast troops out to secure crossings on either side along the river's length, the defenders will be able to move in and out of the city, on one bank at least."

With that, he spares once last glance behind him, before setting off down the slope ahead.

"We must hurry, with every second passed the Drakken draw nearer."

you reach the gates of the city, it is now midday - and you notice the bridges that allow access across the river. It looks like your plan if needed will ok.

the gaurds stop you

Greetings noble sirs and lady what are your names and the nature of your business here?

[Jesse]

Launching the Two Bolts Forward as jesse had already charged them, jesse creates a nice thunderstorm to brew overhead. Spinning and Swirling. The Cloud Was silent for the moment. Small and opeak. Its time was Wearing, but not yet. It Still had to brew into a major storm before being Released, For Maximum Effectivness.
Looking To her royal escort, she lunges. With gaining speed she pulls her the sword forward. Swinging it toward the big husky men. she attempts to make the man Spill his guts. But these men where skilled in the art of combat. It was then she relized what she had gotten herself into. What was she too do now. Two big men, large swords, Big hands. she was almost ready to scream and run into the woods. No. Jesse was much better then that. No. She was taught better then this. No. She couldnt let her Man down. No. She wouldn't let two men have there way with her. No. It was time to fight, not the time to wine. No. Now was the Breaking point.
What seemded like endless thinking was not even meer seconds.
Jesse saved herself just intime. Just before the big man got her. Pulling the sword up she managed to get the man in the chain mail. To no effect of coarse. she darted back to evoid another attack. These men where fast, but with all that equipment it would be hard to hit her. That was the advantage she needed.
With a lunge she drove the sword into the ground. Turning for a split second she saw her hunk driving his sword onward into the guard. He would win, he was the Captain Guard.
Jesse flew into the woods with speed, but giveing her purser the time to keep in eyesight, but out of weapon range. She still had the Three daggers she had obtained awhile back, they would have to do.

The trees where a small cover. Giving only minor Protection. It would help a great deal in the plan jesse had concocted. The Guard taunted Jesse to come out. " Come Here You Pretty Little B*tch, I Want A To Have Little Fun Before I Kill Ya!"
Jesse Ignored The bull headed man, for he will beg for death when she was done with him. All her men did. Exept the guard.
Jesse let the rage build, for it was the only thing that would give her the courage to push on. To Fight. To Give her the chance to Kill this man with ease. Although the rage came from anywhere, she let it build against the man she was about to kill. That made it so much easier to forgive herself when the deed was done. Although most men where never forgaven against there crimes against her. They Paid. Oh they payed.

With Several more taunts the anger had built. Not from the taunts but from her sisters death. The man who had done it...well.
PPulling one dagger free she went into the open. Letting mister hulk have a birds eye view of her. Placing the dagger in her teeth she drew another. The hand only had to be pulled back a little for this too work. But jesse pulled it back more to make sure it worked. The big man charged, and jesse released. The dagger Flew threw the air. Not even waiting to see if the dagger landed its target, she let go the other. It Flew with the same unmeasurable speed. It wasn't a breath away untill the third was set free. Before the third reached its target Jesse charged. Pulling her sword free she charged, cold tears streemed from her face. This man would pay for what he did, the death of her sister is now placed on this mans head, and it will be placed on many others.


(X)Upon reaching her bloody taget she swung. She swung with everything she had. Terring the man to pieces. Hacking and cutting, hot blood flew everywhere. Not a parsel of this man would servive. Not one stinking inch. The blows rained on. On and on. Jesse couldnt even feel the pain in her arms. The blood from the man drowned out everything. She licked her lips, tasting sweat blood and tears all in one. She swung untill she couldnt anymore, and then she kicked, kicked at a man who was no longer a man. Finnaly she collapsed. Wailing, she cried. She cried for a long time. She cried untill, untill She Passed Out.... (X)

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
you continue to attack the men, the images flowing into your mind, again the ferocity of your attacks takes the men by storm as it also does your companion

they also attack back, all thoughts of mercy gone from their minds.


BATTLE ORDER

You - 3hp damage

Capt of the Gaurd - 2 hp damage


Enemy

Gaurd 1 - seriously wounded

Gaurd 2 - seriously wounded

Jesse contiunued her attack in the bloody mess. It seemed his rottan man armour had saved him, no matter, it served him only greater suffering in the end. Or would it?

Jesse charged him. In the attempt to disarm him, whether it be by

wow ill be back...GTG

[Crazyboy]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
the shopkeeper looks at you and as do the big burly shop type bouncers who can administer pain to thiefy types like you.

after a while you put some stuff back and pay for the items you want.

he returns to teh house of healing where you have had a "good time"

getting dressed you and your fluff type friend make your way back to the tower.

Time passes

You return once more to the scene of the tower, this tyime it seems that the ground floor of the tower has been breached.

there is another party that has fought some creatures....they have killed what appearts to be a small group of EDHEL HEALERS who serve ASTEA and they are looting the bodies

Party

1 Female Moredhel Mage
Lvl 2
Silk Robes
Spell Book
Wand
Staff

1 Male Human Fighter
plate armour
Two Handed Axe

1 Male Gnome Cleric
Chainmail
Mace
Amulet
Holy Symbol
Shield

1 Female Edhelkin Ranger
Cloak
boots
leather armour
Bow
24 Arrows
longsword
dagger

*Tinuva stops as he sees the bodies of some Edhel healers being looted. He blinked a couple of times, thinking he was imagining it. The view didn't change. He narrowed his eyes. This party of... dogs, was as low as they could get. Killing Healers indeed. They would pay! And pay dearly.*

*As he was currently unseen, Tinuva unslung his longbow, and pulled out an arrow. He notched it to the bow string, and pulled it back. He carfully sighted along the arrow, and aimed it at the back of the moredhel mage, who was busy looting. Tinuva slowly pushed down the anger that was boiling up in him, as he aimed carefully and let the arrow fly.*

*Fluffie, who had noticed Tinuva's rage rising again, slowly slipped back and circled around the looting party, wanting to be as far away as possible when Tinuva's rage become to strong to contain. As he saw Tinuva shoot, Fluffie starting singing, one of his more disturbing songs.*

[Fluffie]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
you place the items on the counter so that the bird can see them

1 Club
1 Light X-Bow + 20 Bolts
2 Long Swords
1 Suit Leather Armour
2 Sets of boots.

bob looks at them

they are in good condition, i will give you 150gp for the job lot thats the best offer i can do.

yes i do have those items you requested tell you what i will give you those free and an extra 300gp if you will do a little job for me also you can have 7 days food each to take with you and you may also have a meal here

are you interested in a job then?

"Yar!"

Storming back inside as he heard a quest being assigned, the shining knight battered his clutched fist against his armoured chest.

"Tell us what princess to save and what evil fiends to slay, oh master!"

While cheeringly and happily nodding, Fluffie shoves half of the goldpieces received for the loot inside his pouch, leaving the rest for the elf, who takes it, muttering something about an inn, sleep and needing a good bathing after they eat.

Seeing the raven doesn't really know what to make out of the muttering, Fluffie batters his fist against his chest again, heroicly swinging his tambourine at the same moment.

"He means yes!"

"Oh and do we get the food and money right now...? And can I have a look at your inventory, maybe there's a... shiny... and funky.. item..."

[Jesse]

Hey guys all doin well?

Lady Hawk, ive heard that you have wrote a book called Legend of Dragon. I was just wondering if this is true or just blundering blabber of fools. Cause if ya did i would totaly read it. And if you dont have a book called 'Legend Of Dragon' , do you have a book out? Cause i would read that too.

Well later all, have a good week.

[Ur_Quan]

Originally posted by Jesse
Hey guys all doin well?

Lady Hawk, ive heard that you have wrote a book called Legend of Dragon. I was just wondering if this is true or just blundering blabber of fools. Cause if ya did i would totaly read it. And if you dont have a book called 'Legend Of Dragon' , do you have a book out? Cause i would read that too.

Well later all, have a good week.

Now that you mention it. I faintly recall coming across a book that had a title similar to Legend of the Dragon and/or Quest for Glory. It was about a year ago and I remember wanting to buy it, but it was a sequel and they didn't have the first part.

If there's gonna be another book, will it feature the handsome and heroic paladin Ur_Quan who is battling (and winning) the hordes of evil?

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Ur_Quan
You mean that you were wrong and I was right and you want me to forget about it? Well, I dunno, these things generally take time, as well as a load of bonus exp, a hoard of treasure and a heap of various assorted magical items...

or a horrible painful death ay my hands

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by [IV-CL]Zappa
grinning as all the uglies head for my, I continue my whirlwind of wiggling death, untill they are all close enough to my likings (circle with diameter of aprox 10ft?) I then launch myself into the air, and cast the spell I had been preparing while I waited and wiggled and brutaly masacred

SCHOCKSTORM!!! RAAAAGH, die, ignorant idiots that utterly annoy the uberly leeth Zappa and Miranda, killer-thingy-personlike-dude and dudette!

landing a few feet out of the circle, looking menacingly at all logical beings that would possibly dare claim it to be impossible (how can it be impossible? he just did it, didn't he?) He prepares his sword to attack the survivors

Miranda all this while had continued shooting her ickle arrows aimed for those ickle places where no armour was to be seen, to cause ickle deaths among the slavers, in an ickle way

suddonly, she heard the scream SCHOKSTORM, and knew what time it was, it was noon. but that wasn't what I meanth, what I meanth was it was time for her to grab a whole bunch of arrows, and shoot em into the pack of moronic slaver-thingies, and kill as many as she could. She naturaly does that verry ickel thing

you grin as the slavers continue to try to kill you and a group of them surround you as you leap into the air and then cast your spell


miranda continues to fire arrows into the slavers continualy moving around and firing so as not to be attacked

the slavers change their tactics some move toward you and othwers start to throw rocks and daggers at Miranda



BATTLE ORDERS

You -

Miranda - 3 hp damage


Slavers
lvl 3
Hp 60

Studded Leather Armour
Short sword
Dagger
4 x Throwing Knives

1 - dead
2 - seriously wounded
3 - seriously wounded
4 - seriously wounded
5 - lightly wounded
6 - lightly wounded
7 - lightly wounded
8 - lightly wounded
9 - lightly wounded
10 - lightly wounded
11 - lightly wounded
12 - lightly wounded
13 - lightly wounded
14 - lightly wounded
15 - lightly wounded

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Jesse
Jesse contiunued her attack in the bloody mess. It seemed his rottan man armour had saved him, no matter, it served him only greater suffering in the end. Or would it?

Jesse charged him. In the attempt to disarm him, whether it be by

wow ill be back...GTG

hmmm what to do with this?????



you continue to press the attack on the gaurd he tries to parry your attacks and also attacks back

Meanwhile your lover continues his attack on his opponent

BATTLE ORDER

You - 2hp damage

Capt of the Gaurd - 1 hp damage


Enemy

Gaurd 1 - heavily wounded

Gaurd 2 - heavily wounded

[Inspectre]

him from behind and rakes Murkador with his claws. With a snarl, Murkador whirls to face his attacker and plants a clawed fist into the Drakken's face. The blow lands with enough force to stop an ox, as the saying goes, and the Drakken staggers back, eyes a bit unfocused.

The guard doesn't fall back too far, however, as Murkador wraps his other hand around the guard's neck. Before the attempted choking can turn into a wrestling match, however, Murkador throws his head back and then headbutts the guard once, twice, three times. This dazes the guard even further, and makes his face a bloody mess as his nose now appears to be broken.

Stepping around behind the guard, Murkador gives the guard a hard shove, sending him towards one of the beds at a staggering run. The guard's right leg hits the edge of the bed and he goes down, sprawling across the bed.

Murkador quickly walks over and drags him off the bed, muttering "No, you don't get to sssleep yet." Murkador then drags the half-conscious body of the Drakken guard off the bed, and around to the chest placed at the foot of it. Gripping the back of the Drakken's head firmly, Murkador proceeds to beat the guard's head against the edge of the chest several times, until Murkador finally steps back in disgust.

The guard was a bloody wreck by this time, but he wasn't dead yet, and this displeased Murkador. Still snarling and muttering to himself, Murkador looks around, and then spies the weapons rack. Going over to it, he quickly rearranges the weapons so that all of their blades point up.

With a toothy smile, Murkador goes back to the guard, and with some difficulty manages to pick the guard up. He then half carries, half drags the guard over to the weapons rack. "Now you can ressst . . . on tthhisss bed of bladesss!!"

Murkador then lifts the guard as high as he can, and throws him onto the upturned blades. The result is quite messy, and Murkador is pleased with his work. He then searches the three chests in the room, and then attempts to sneak out of the tent if he doesn't find anything of value.

[Ur_Quan]

Ooooooooh!!! :eek: Wait for me! I haven't written my reply yet. Since you dmed this thread last, I assumed you'd be doing LotD Tournament or Andromeda first.

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Crazyboy
*Tinuva stops as he sees the bodies of some Edhel healers being looted. He blinked a couple of times, thinking he was imagining it. The view didn't change. He narrowed his eyes. This party of... dogs, was as low as they could get. Killing Healers indeed. They would pay! And pay dearly.*

*As he was currently unseen, Tinuva unslung his longbow, and pulled out an arrow. He notched it to the bow string, and pulled it back. He carfully sighted along the arrow, and aimed it at the back of the moredhel mage, who was busy looting. Tinuva slowly pushed down the anger that was boiling up in him, as he aimed carefully and let the arrow fly.*

*Fluffie, who had noticed Tinuva's rage rising again, slowly slipped back and circled around the looting party, wanting to be as far away as possible when Tinuva's rage become to strong to contain. As he saw Tinuva shoot, Fluffie starting singing, one of his more disturbing songs.*

you pull out your bow and take aim at the mage and let loose with the arrow. you grin as you see it fly true then stare as it fall from the air about 2 ft from her - she has a magical barrier that prevents arrows from hitting her.

she turns and then begins to cast a spell at you it is the spell Shock bolt

meanwhile fluffie begins to sing his sonmg that inspires you to act bravely and heroically
(+1 to attack/+1 to damage)

the ranger fires at you with his bow

the gnome summons 3 Zombies who shamble towards you and the fighter also advances on you

BATTLE ORDER

you - 5hp damage

Fluffie




Party

1 Female Moredhel Mage
Lvl 2
Silk Robes
Spell Book
Wand
Staff

1 Male Human Fighter
plate armour
Two Handed Axe

1 Male Gnome Cleric
Chainmail
Mace
Amulet
Holy Symbol
Shield

1 Female Edhelkin Ranger
Cloak
boots
leather armour
Bow
24 Arrows
longsword
dagger

Zombie
1

2

3

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Fluffie
"Yar!"

Storming back inside as he heard a quest being assigned, the shining knight battered his clutched fist against his armoured chest.

"Tell us what princess to save and what evil fiends to slay, oh master!"

While cheeringly and happily nodding, Fluffie shoves half of the goldpieces received for the loot inside his pouch, leaving the rest for the elf, who takes it, muttering something about an inn, sleep and needing a good bathing after they eat.

Seeing the raven doesn't really know what to make out of the muttering, Fluffie batters his fist against his chest again, heroicly swinging his tambourine at the same moment.

"He means yes!"

"Oh and do we get the food and money right now...? And can I have a look at your inventory, maybe there's a... shiny... and funky.. item..."

the Raven jumps as the fluffy type knight walks in and demands that he wants to save a princess and slay dragons.

Bob - well sir knight, the job alas involves no damosel in distress but it does involve bringing some criminals to justice.

Some 4 days ago i was expecting a delivery of rare Spell Storing crystals. as you know these can be used by anyone once enchanted and stored with spells almost every day. these were rare "CONTINUOS SPELL STORER" crystals.

there was a crate of 10 of them the value is almost off the scale. these crystals belong to House Storm. they save the Lady of Delpton Garonia Darkstorm.

They were taken by DRAKKEN who must have a camp/base around here. Get them back and these 2 funkey items will be yours

for teh Knight

The Legendary Blade - ARDAVAL - (the Blade of Champions)
+10 to hit
+10 to damage

is Holy
x2 damage vs Servants of Gorgreal

flames on command - +3 fire damage


for teh Priest

the Legendary Lords Staff
+5 to hit
+5 to damage

protects the wielder
+10 to Armour Class
+5 magical evade
+5 to Saves

Can cast
Cure serious Wounds - 10 times a day
Neutralise Poison - 3 times per day

the Camp you will need to spk to the Capt of the Gaurd about he knows the location

the money i will give you each 100gp up front and the food you can have

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Jesse
Hey guys all doin well?

Lady Hawk, ive heard that you have wrote a book called Legend of Dragon. I was just wondering if this is true or just blundering blabber of fools. Cause if ya did i would totaly read it. And if you dont have a book called 'Legend Of Dragon' , do you have a book out? Cause i would read that too.

Well later all, have a good week.

no book has been written as yet as far as I know

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Ur_Quan
Now that you mention it. I faintly recall coming across a book that had a title similar to Legend of the Dragon and/or Quest for Glory. It was about a year ago and I remember wanting to buy it, but it was a sequel and they didn't have the first part.

If there's gonna be another book, will it feature the handsome and heroic paladin Ur_Quan who is battling (and winning) the hordes of evil?

there is a Playstation game that i had a hand in from 2-3 years ago called

LEGEND OF THE DRAGOON

that i had a hand in creating as i wrote the story for that and then the game company POWERLINE made it

[Lady Hawk]

[quote]Originally posted by Inspectre

you are hit from behind and raked with his claws.

With a snarl, you whirl to face your attacker and plant a clawed fist into the Drakken's face.

The blow lands with enough force to stop an ox, as the saying goes, and the Drakken staggers back, eyes a bit unfocused. and he is completely dazed

The guard doesn't fall back too far, however, as you wrap your other hand around the guard's neck. Before the attempted choking can turn into a wrestling match, however, you throw his head back and then headbutt the guard once, twice, three times. This dazes the guard even further, and makes his face a bloody mess as his nose now appears to be broken. blood pouring down his face

Stepping around behind the guard, you give the guard a hard shove, sending him toward one of the beds at a staggering run.

The guard's right leg hits the edge of the bed and he goes down, sprawling across the bed.

you quickly walk over and drag him off the bed,

Mu - "No, you don't get to sssleep yet."

you then drag the half-conscious body of the Drakken guard off the bed, and around to the chest placed at the foot of it.

Gripping the back of the Drakken's head firmly, you proceed to beat the guard's head against the edge of the chest several times

The guard is a bloody wreck by this time, but he is not yet dead, and this displeases you. Still snarling and muttering to yourself, you look around, and then spie the weapons rack.

Going over to it, youquickly rearrange the weapons so that all of their blades point up.

With a toothy smile, you goe back to the guard, and with some difficulty manage to pick the guard up. you then half carry, half drag the guard over to the weapons rack.

Mu - "Now you can ressst . . . on tthhisss bed of bladesss!!"

you then lift the guard as high as you can, and throw him onto the upturned blades.

The result is quite messy, and you are pleased with your work.

you search the 3 chests

they are not locked and are easy to open you find the following

3 sets of fine Lizardman ceremonial robes
3 sets of the Book of the Destroyer
3 Daggers of Sacrifice
2 blocks of incense (+5 to magical Evade when uses lasts 24 hours) - 3 uses out of each block
500gp

you then realise that the big tent nearby mut be that of some one important.... A DRAKKEN HIGH PRIEST called an AWN-SA-GALEN these are Drakken blessed by Gorgreal Himself.....

What the hell is he doing here....???????

[Lady Hawk]

Storyline part 1

meanwhile in the THE HOWLING WASTELANDS OF THE GREAT STEPPES

40 miles north of the CITADEL OF VELAS KORIN.

the adventurers :-

1 Moredhel female Witch Elf
Level 30
Silk Robes
Staff +10
Spell book
amulet of Magic Evade
ring of Magic Attack
quasit familiar

1 Moredhel Fighter
Level 20
Chainmail armour +20
Vorpal Longsword +15
Shield of The Damned

1 Moredhel Cleric
Level 25
Chainmail Armour +10 of Unholiness
Shield +15
Mace of Disruption
Holy Symbol
ring of spell storing
gauntlets of Titan Power

the all look at the door of the cave the have just found....

WE - well is this is

MC - according to the Map we stole .......yes it is

MF - At last we have found his tomb

WE - yes thats right...... so open the door then

MF - bugger off you do it

MC - begins to incant a spell (FIND TRAPS)

she gestures at the door and nothing happens

MC - the door is not trapped

the fighter pushes open the door and they swing open to reveal a long corridor that stretches away into the darkness

the Witch Elf incants a spell and a feint orb of light hovers before her

She draws her weapon and moves forward followed by the fighter who has done the same

the cleric looks at them and then smiles.....

she pulls out an orb

MC - My lord HEXIS we have found the tomb.......

......

MC - Yes my lord I am sure, the runes on the door that they could not see indicate that this is the tomb of your MASTER

GORGREAL THE DESTROYER - LORD OF WINTER

......

MC - yes my lord they will be sacrificed

WE - OI you coming or what?????

MF - who were you talking to

the Cleric stares at the fighter......

MC - i was invoking my master DAOS, would you expect me to walk in their without his blessing and protection

MC & WE - look sheepish - no

MC - well as it happens i have also blessed these amulets please wear them

WE - wait let me have a look

the Witch Elf takes the amullets and looks at them as she incants a spell (IDENTIFY)

WE - ok they are legitamte

MC - wry smile - of course they are.... Do you think i would trick you

WE looks at the cleric and walks in


Storyline Part 2

the piles GHAST and GHOUL bodies lie piled up on the floor, the Witch Elf sports an injury on her upper thigh, the Fighter holds his lower hand that has been hurt in the fight. they look around them at the large cavern they now stand in. There must be some 80 bodies lieing around. the orb of light that the Witch elf has cast does not light up the entirity of the cavern it must be hundreds of feet long and hundreds of feet high, all is shrouded in darkness.

Then finaly out of the darkness the cleric appears.

WE - WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN

MF - Yeah we had to fight off these beasts - he then wipes his longsword on the cloth of one of the dead bodies

WE - Well??????

MC - If you must know i was turning some of the undead that we have encounterd one of which was a VAMPYRE.

WE - What??????

MF - ??????

MC - you heard me a vampyre - with that he throws the amullet of the undead lord down on the floor

WE - !!!!!!!

MF - we are sorry

the WE wallks off

MF - you will have to forgive here, she is not the trust worthy type - of course with this mission there is a lot at stake

the MC looks at them as they begin to search the bodies

MC - wry secret smile - hehehehehe if you only knew the truth of the matter my dear soon to be dead friend

with that he turns to follow them

time passes and more combats with the forces of the undead

WE - phew this is getting harder and harder, are you sure this is right. there was nothing mentioned about about these forces in the writings we found

MF - so?

WE - well is this not strange?

MC - so there is a little oposistion. so what?

WE - looks daggers at the MC - not this hard i dont!!!!!

MC - laughs scornfully

MF - look can we just get on with this, time is of the essence

the MF and the WE move off into the dark

the MC lingers back a shadowy figure is seen

? - SSSSSSSS well are we ready

MC - no not yet

? - Hexisssssss will not be pleased

MC - listen S'SNOCKK you had better heed my warnings.....

the MC is thrown against the wall

SS - NO YOU HAD BETTER LISTEN. HEXIS HAS GIVEN ME POWER AND I CAN CRUSH YOU LIKE A WORM. COMPLETE THE TASK AND HURRY.....HEXIS DOES NOT WAIT

with that the MC slumps to the ground as the shadow fades


Storyline Part 3

The MC looks at the darkness around him and sighs.

Looks like this job is getting harder and harder, why did i take this job on..... Power thats what for, HEXIS has promised Power.when his master is returned to the world of HARKUN.

He gets up and then dusts himself off, he looks once more and then follows the other two deeper into the mysterious caves that they have found.

Time passes

WE - I do not like this, not one bit

MF - NOW ... now you come to my way of thinking huh?

WE - Shut up, I have my doubts......

MC - pant....pant......Well shall we continue we have lost the creature now

WE - Tell me what was that creature?

MF - No Idea

MC - according to my religious teachings that was what was called a Revenant. An Edhel or Moredehel that has died and not completed its task or it has been killed and brought back as a gaurdian

MF - ?

WE - so that means we are close to our final goal then, and that the chamber we seek must be around here..... Somewhere?

MC - pulls out a peice of paper ..... - yes here it is

the WE uses the light globe to see the paper that the MC has

WE - so we are .... what.... here

MC - yes

WE - so this corridor then leads us to that...... WHAT is that?

MC - I have no idea what i is, when I found this map i was not told what all the symbols meant

Muwahahahahahahahahaha it means your death and my freedom and elevation to a place of power thats what

WE - Why are you looking at me like that?

MC - its the spell its hurting my eyes....to bright

WE - Oh.....oh well ok then lets continue

As they walk down the corridor each is deep in their own thoughts. Until that is a strange roar is heard by all.

As they move forward the all gasp in horror as they appraoch the final obstacle, that stands before the chamber that they seek. They stand in a cavern some 1000ft across and they cannot see the roof.

the creature facing them is a dread DRACO LICH


Storyline part 4

after hours of running and hiding

MF - My god no one said about that creature.....ohhhh my arm

MC - let me see....pant.... pant.... you have lost the use of it, it has been witherd beyonf use. Even my powers will not bring it back

WE - gasp....gasp...... you said that we could beat it

MC - NO I said that we may be ABLE to beat it. What YOU did not tell me that this here IDIOT has a BLOOD FRENZY due to a FAMILY curse.

MF - i thought it was not important.....

MC - WHAT.....YOU PATHETIC FOOL YOU NEARLY COST US OUR LIVES

WE - calm down, the question is what do we do now

MC - well i have a way that we may be able to defeat that crearure but it will need us to work together.

MF and WE look at him

Fools now they will know my true power and my true master

MC - you WE you are trained in ritual magic yes?

WE - looks at the MC - yes.....? Why?

MC - Sigh - look i am only a cleric you have been tranied in ARACH - TILITH yes

WE - yes

MC - I know little of Rituals so I will tell you what needs to be done but you must follow precisely what i say.... understood?

WE - yes

MF - what does he mean

WE - it means that unless i get things right we go.....POOF!!!!!!

MF - Ohhh!

Some time passes as the MC dictates out of a rare book what needs to be done, the WE looks at the MC and follows all his directions carefully.

After some 5 hours there are a series of complex magical circles and writings on the floor with a lot of candles (those tyeps that stand about 3ft and are found in churches)

WE - well this is it

MC - grins - You have done well, now you both need to stand here

the MF stands in one circle and you my dear need to stand here

WE - why are you grinning

MC - because i have never cast this spell before (he lies) and it gives me a rush

WE - I know what you mean

MC - now whatever happens do not step outside the circles otherwise you may be killed ok?

WE - OK

MF - OK

He begins to invoke the spell around the wounded MF a green smoke begins to form

MF - Er.....whats happening

WE - do not worry remeber what he said

MF - I am scared

the smoke takes on Lizard Form

WE - ??????

MF - ?????.....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

MC continues to chant

then there is an explosion as all the candles snuff out and a huge wind blows........

Time passes

WE - what the ....... MF where are you

MC - groan......Did it ....

MF - Muwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

WE - what the - she casts another dancing lights spell

where the MF was is now an 8ft tall old looking Lizard/Drakken cross breed. wearing what remains of the MF's equipment

WE - Who the **** are you?

MF - You may call me S'SSNOCK, High Priest of HEXIS, Slayer of Lizards, Desecrater of THE RIMEWATER (the area of UTTAKU that Murkador - Inspectres Character comes from) and i am back..... ahhh the feel of the air, the feel of life flowwoing thru my body

MC - muwahahahahahahahahaha

WE - what have you done

MC - MY JOB................................

[Lady Hawk]

the LANDS OF HARKUN shake with the rerurn of S'SSNOCK

(Major Bad Dude ranked no 3)

[[IV-CL]Zappa]

you grin as the slavers continue to try to kill you and a group of them surround you as you leap into the air and then cast your spell


miranda continues to fire arrows into the slavers continualy moving around and firing so as not to be attacked

the slavers change their tactics some move toward you and othwers start to throw rocks and daggers at Miranda



BATTLE ORDERS

You -

Miranda - 3 hp damage


Slavers
lvl 3
Hp 60

Studded Leather Armour
Short sword
Dagger
4 x Throwing Knives

1 - dead
2 - seriously wounded
3 - seriously wounded
4 - seriously wounded
5 - lightly wounded
6 - lightly wounded
7 - lightly wounded
8 - lightly wounded
9 - lightly wounded
10 - lightly wounded
11 - lightly wounded
12 - lightly wounded
13 - lightly wounded
14 - lightly wounded
15 - lightly wounded

comming back down near the seriously wounded bunch, I continue my evil wiggle of death, cutting, slashing, stomping and farting them all to hell, while I grin at the power of the spell I had used. Meanwhile, Miranda aims at those that dare aim at her first

[Crazyboy]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
you pull out your bow and take aim at the mage and let loose with the arrow. you grin as you see it fly true then stare as it fall from the air about 2 ft from her - she has a magical barrier that prevents arrows from hitting her.

she turns and then begins to cast a spell at you it is the spell Shock bolt

meanwhile fluffie begins to sing his sonmg that inspires you to act bravely and heroically
(+1 to attack/+1 to damage)

the ranger fires at you with his bow

the gnome summons 3 Zombies who shamble towards you and the fighter also advances on you

BATTLE ORDER

you - 5hp damage

Fluffie

Party

1 Female Moredhel Mage
Lvl 2
Silk Robes
Spell Book
Wand
Staff

1 Male Human Fighter
plate armour
Two Handed Axe

1 Male Gnome Cleric
Chainmail
Mace
Amulet
Holy Symbol
Shield

1 Female Edhelkin Ranger
Cloak
boots
leather armour
Bow
24 Arrows
longsword
dagger

Zombie
1

2

3

*Tinuva frowns as the arrow falls short. Blasted Mages. He should have known that she would have been protected. No matter. He would just take his blade to her instead.*

*Tinuva cast his bow aside, leaning it against a handy tree. He reached up behind him and drew out his longsword. It made a nice reasuring sound as he drew it from its scabbard. Tinuva then spotted the zombies and human advancing towards him. Tinuva turned and glared at the human.*

"My fight is not with you... yet"

*Tinuva dodged to one side as the human swung a wild swing at him, then kicked him firmly on the back, with both his feet, while using his sword to stop him from dropping. The human fighter, weighed down in his heavy plate mail went toppling over and landed on the floor with a thump, and, for now anyway, was quite out of the fight, till he managed to somehow get back up. Tinuva then shook his head at the pethetic zombies, ambling towards him. He then turned to the mage, and narrowed his eyes. She was a dark elf, a moredhel. And he did not like their race one bit. Tinuva gripped his sword so hard his knuckles started to turn white. He then charged the dark elf mage. His initial attacks were devestating on the mage. She was unprepared for the fury of Tinuva's attack. His sword leapt through the air, slicing with ease, and smashing in the Mage's staff, knocking it back, and leaving the mage open. Tinuva attacked. His sword sweeping through the mage's defences and hitting hard, twice into the vunerable mage's sides (Lightning Strike and Power Attack used).*

*Fluffie, menwhile, was doing his song and dance of death, singing in his high pitched voice, and waving his sword about in what looked like an inexpertly way, but which managed to keep the Gnome cleric very busy, in trying not to get carved up. Fluffie, then, somehow managed to mix in the words for a spell. The area around the zombie's became alive with electric, as Fluffie's Shock Storm opened up and started zapping the zombie's with large lightning bolts, making them smoke as they got fried*

[Stats]
Me: HP 40/45
Powers used: Lightning Strike (1 of 1), Power Attack (1 of 2), Fast Move.
Fluffie: HP 30/30 MP 110/120
Spells: Shock Storm.

[Hewitt]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
see an Observant Aussie Pervert

you continue to attack the deamons shouting Stromwind time after time and then you sulk and kick the dirt around a bit cause no Arrow trees grew

you then draw your sword and commence to attack and aid myleen

myleen continues her attacks on the deamons as well

BATTLE ORDER

You - 4 hp damage

Myleen - 1 hp damage

4 Gaurds (human, leather armour, swords, bows, 12 arrows)

1 - dead
2 - dead
3 - dead
4 - dead


The Enemy

4 Summoners (Drakken)

1 - dead
2 - dead
3 - dead
4 - dead

2 Deamons similar to those you have fought.

1 - moderatly wounded
2 - lightly wounded

1 GORGON - its gaze can turn people to stone - dead

Cornugon deamons

1 - dead
2 - seriously wounded

Hewitt
Hp: 12/20
Mp: 10/10

Myleen
Hp: 16/20
Mp: 10/140
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*The deamon claws at Myleen fiercely as it tries to latch onto something to keep it from falling. Myleen winces as she is raked by a set as she tries to jump back out of reach from the falling deamon however despite suffering a slash her goal is achieved and the deamon falls to the ground.

With the deamons guard now wide open, Myleen proceeds to beat the living crap out off it with her mace.*

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*It had all seemed so perfect in his head - catch the deamon off guard and chop it's head off. Unfortunately he didn't take into account the cornugon deamon that was lying on the ground eariler. As he entered his leap and closed down upon the lesser daemon, the cornugon seemed to appear as from nowhere and took a free shot at his exposed body.*

GAAAARRRGH!!!

*Hewitt didn't see his sword strike the lesser daemon as it flew from his hands, he was too busy with the hidelous lengths of unholy claw he was now impaled on. The momentum of the blow was so great that Hewitt was sent flying and landed not far from where his reckless charge had started.*

Oooooeeerrrr... I wish I had something heavy to smack that a'cursed beast with... like an arrow-tree or something... ()

*Hewitt lifted his head to see the two daemons coming towards him. The large one almost looked smug. The normal daemon was laughing evilly. Rage burned at the humiliation of beening laughed at.*

GAH! How dare you- Rrrrrrr!

*Gritting his teeth against the pain in his side, Hewitt looked about for something with which he could defend himself with. That's when he spotted STORMWIND not far from his prone body. Reaching out aggravited the gaping wounds in his side but he managed to grab it fairly quickly. However, Hewitt soon realised the fultility of this exercise when he remembered the lack of arrows.*

Damn. Now I really do wish there was an arrow tree about...

*Hewitt looked despairingly at the daemons. They knew without any weapons a simple human was helpless and weak. They now approached reaking of pure demonic malice. Hewitt knew this was it unless Myleen would somehow come to his rescue but last he saw her she was beating the crap out of another daemon.*

I'll be damned if I go quietly. I'll fight with my bare hands if I have too...

*Hewitt started to get up to meet his opponents...*

Clatter! Plunk!

*And was surprised when a half ladden quiver dropped in his lap. Not wasting a second thought to question this blessing, Hewitt jumped to his feet and quickly loaded an arrow. The daemons suddenly realised they're potential play thing had become dangerous again and quickened their pace but now before Hewitt took aim of the cornugons hideous sneering face and fired whilst crying out...*

STORMWIND!!!

*...and with practiced skill loaded another arrow and before the other daemon could blink there was another cry of...*

STORMWIND!!! (I can see myself getting tried of saying that )

*... a second bolt of lightning was flying through the air.

Hewitt was about to launch a third when he received a massive slobbering lick on the back of his neck. Spinning around he remember the question on how his quiver could suddenly appear when he needed it most and there was TULIP in all her horsey glory.*

[Ur_Quan]

Originally posted by Lady Hawk
you look around you and realise that the ghouls still not have attacked you.

you begin to look around the barrow.

you can see the bodies of the the three acolytes but what worries you is where is the master.....?

all acolytes have a master who teaches them. and would also lead any ceremony or ritual

on the acoyltes you find

1 journal you cannot read cause its written in a language you do not know
2 silver rings
1 gold ring
1 magical amulet +5 magic evade
a pouch containg 65gp
1 potion of cure light wounds

also you find a

silver dagger
1 wooden stake
1 hammer
3 cloves of garlic
2 holy symbols
1 holy cross
2 potions of holy water

As Ur_Quan searched the bodies, he realised that there was no sign of their master, or mistress for that matter. Ur_Quan liked to keep an open mind about these things, especially since the female half of just about any known species was generally a lot more dangerous than their male counterparts. No matter how much power you gave to a man, in the end he would always destroy himself. Give the smallest amount of power to a woman however, and sooner or later she'd have enough to destroy the world. He knew, after all he'd... What's this? A book? Ur_Quan's attention shifted back from his thoughts to the real world.

He opened the book and carefully thumbed the pages. It was written in a language he was not familiar with. However, from the layout of the text, it had to be some sort of journal or a diary. Ur_Quan instinctively looked for pictures and diagrams or something that he'd be able to understand without needing a translation. He then turned to the last page. Maybe he could learn something from the way the last entry was written down.

Ur_Quan looked down at all the equipment he had gathered. He was a bit puzzled by the sheer amount of holy items amongst them. There was just too much of it there for protection only. This must've been intented for offence. The acolytes had probably tried to overcome the ghouls, but they had failed and paid the price. Ur_Quan eyed the equipment again. This wasn't the sort of stuff you used to battle ghouls, you used this to fight... "Urgh, a vampire!", Ur_Quan said with contempt.

Ur_Quan knew what he had to do now. He put the magical amulet around his neck and stuffed all the other things he'd found in his backpack and prepared to leave when he suddenly remembered the ghouls. He didn't have time for an endless battle with ghouls. It'd be getting dark soon and then the master would come forth and it wouldn't be a good thing if he found Ur_Quan fighting ghouls. Not good at all. On the other hand, he couldn't just let the ghouls stay here while he searched for the master. They might come to his aid or they might escape the graveyard and kill innocent people and it'd all be entirely his fault.

He needed to make a decision or else he'd need a very good plan, and he needed it fast. With his head between his hands, Ur_Quan sat down for a moment's thought. Several seconds later he looked up, with a wry smile across his face. Alright, maybe it wasn't entirely according to the book, but it was a solution and certainly worth a try.

Ur_Quan got up, swung his shield on his back and sheathed his sword. He then dragged all the dead bodies to the centre of the chamber and piled them up. When he was done, he ran back to the temple and gathered as many torches as he could, but still leaving enough of them on the wall to be able to see in the coming darkness. When he had collected enough torches, he ran back to the mound and set fire to the pile of corpses. Sometimes it's a good thing that clothes burn so easily. It's also a good thing that ghouls wear clothes as well (they were burried in them). Ur_Quan waited until the fire got going and when it did, he used one of the leftover torches to set fire on the rags of clothes that the ghouls were wearing and then he drew his sword, brought his shield in position and waited...

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STATUS
HP: 15/30 (*)
MP: 25/60
Poisoned for: <specify duration here> -11 rounds
Used: Cure light wounds ability
Used: Turn undead (1 of 2) (lasts for: 18 rounds)
(*) I think I made a mistake with my hp in the previous post. It should've been 14/30 and not 11/30 because as far as I can see I didn't lose any hp after casting cure light wounds.
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[Lady Hawk]

replies tomorrow (friday)

[Fluffie]

my turn.. again..

Fluffie smiles and nods, answering before Kama even has a chance to react.

"We'll take the quest, fear not Master.. Bob. We shall do as you wish and serve justice like a sour tasting dish, but in a rightious way!"

He begins dividing the food and gold between himself and Kama (each +100 gold, +seven days of food), but doesn't really stop talking.

"Is there anything else we should know, or is it off to the Guards now?"

...

After having heard the possible other stories bob had, or not, Fluffie grabs Kama and drags him along - the elf seemed to have lost himself in his mind again, surrounded by.. animated.. school.. erh..

Nevermind.

He's just being dragged along and Tulip follows like a good man eating horse after being whistled at.

'tis MAGIC!

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by [IV-CL]Zappa
comming back down near the seriously wounded bunch, I continue my evil wiggle of death, cutting, slashing, stomping and farting them all to hell, while I grin at the power of the spell I had used. Meanwhile, Miranda aims at those that dare aim at her first

you continue to teach the slavers the error of their ways and continue to wiggle an exotic foxtrot of slightly wounding and tickling.

Miranda keeps on firing her arrows and dodging

the slavers score a few hits on you but nothing serious



BATTLE ORDERS

You - 2hp damage

Miranda - 2hp damage


Slavers
lvl 3
Hp 60

Studded Leather Armour
Short sword
Dagger
4 x Throwing Knives

1 - dead
2 - dead
3 - dead
4 - dead
5 - lightly wounded
6 - lightly wounded
7 - lightly wounded
8 - lightly wounded
9 - lightly wounded
10 - lightly wounded
11 - lightly wounded
12 - lightly wounded
13 - lightly wounded
14 - lightly wounded
15 - lightly wounded

[Lady Hawk]

Originally posted by Crazyboy
*Tinuva frowns as the arrow falls short. Blasted Mages. He should have known that she would have been protected. No matter. He would just take his blade to her instead.*

*Tinuva cast his bow aside, leaning it against a handy tree. He reached up behind him and drew out his longsword. It made a nice reasuring sound as he drew it from its scabbard. Tinuva then spotted the zombies and human advancing towards him. Tinuva turned and glared at the human.*

"My fight is not with you... yet"

*Tinuva dodged to one side as the human swung a wild swing at him, then kicked him firmly on the back, with both his feet, while using his sword to stop him from dropping. The human fighter, weighed down in his heavy plate mail went toppling over and landed on the floor with a thump, and, for now anyway, was quite out of the fight, till he managed to somehow get back up. Tinuva then shook his head at the pethetic zombies, ambling towards him. He then turned to the mage, and narrowed his eyes. She was a dark elf, a moredhel. And he did not like their race one bit. Tinuva gripped his sword so hard his knuckles started to turn white. He then charged the dark elf mage. His initial attacks were devestating on the mage. She was unprepared for the fury of Tinuva's attack. His sword leapt through the air, slicing with ease, and smashing in the Mage's staff, knocking it back, and leaving the mage open. Tinuva attacked. His sword sweeping through the mage's defences and hitting hard, twice into the vunerable mage's sides (Lightning Strike and Power Attack used).*

*Fluffie, menwhile, was doing his song and dance of death, singing in his high pitched voice, and waving his sword about in what looked like an inexpertly way, but which managed to keep the Gnome cleric very busy, in trying not to get carved up. Fluffie, then, somehow managed to mix in the words for a spell. The area around the zombie's became alive with electric, as Fluffie's Shock Storm opened up and started zapping the zombie's with large lightning bolts, making them smoke as they got fried*

[Stats]
Me: HP 40/45
Powers used: Lightning Strike (1 of 1), Power Attack (1 of 2), Fast Move.
Fluffie: HP 30/30 MP 110/120
Spells: Shock Storm.

oooooooooh so many choices from a likkle cheat like you

you move and attack the mage for all your worth, the mage is somewhat surprised by the ferocity of your attack

fluffie casts a spell again at the zombies

once more the Gnome incants and 2 Ghouls join the fray

BATTLE ORDER

you - 1hp damage

Fluffie - 2hp damage

Party

1 Female Moredhel Mage
Lvl 2
Silk Robes
Spell Book
Wand
Staff
- Seriously Wounded

1 Male Human Fighter
plate armour
Two Handed Axe
- Lightly wounded

1 Male Gnome Cleric
Chainmail
Mace
Amulet
Holy Symbol
Shield

1 Female Edhelkin Ranger
Cloak
boots
leather armour
Bow
24 Arrows
longsword
dagger

Zombie
1 - Lightly Wounded

2 - Lightly Wounded

3 - Lightly Wounded

Ghouls
1

2

[[IV-CL]Zappa]

oi! stop touching meh!

u will pay dearleh! pay u shall!

if even Miranda has to pay to be allowed to touch me hot steamy sexeh muscular funkeh loveleh perfectly shaped deadleh erectionprovocing bodeh, you uglehs sure as hell have to pay 10 times the amount!

HAJAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

spinning around, I grab another sword while I lash out with the one already in my hand, then continue my dance of death, slowly starting to seem like a whirling dervish, while casting a small mana shield on Miranda, who backs up even more while continuously shooting arrows into the pack of morons, each one aimed perfectly, and sexehly, in a strange, morbid manner

[adam]

*adam ridses r'starg as he enters flies into the village, (jus speed me up to where i come in ) he sighs, Checking his sabbard he looks back as he flies on

[Inspectre]

/occ Sigh . . . I've been a bad boy. Have to post in here soon. ooc/

[adam]

(spamage?)

[Ur_Quan]

This thread will be somehow be saved from oblivionlike deletion, right? (Please read the announcement on the rp forum if you do not know what I'm talking about.)

[Flik]

troll troll troll troll
hopefully

[Lady Hawk]

really must do the replies to this..... ok will begin monday

[Ur_Quan]

I am SO looking forward to that.