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Post by hockeyisgood on May 25, 2011 18:42:40 GMT -4
<tag Moira>
Heldalel states: "I think we should keep moving, there's no reason to stop in a sewer. Besides if we stop we'd blow our cover, if we have any."
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Post by elgatocello on May 25, 2011 21:01:55 GMT -4
"I think we should press on. I'd rather not get lost down here. Surely we can deal with any threat from the sewers between us?"
"She's right. We can handle this."
Flange unsheathed his greatsword and placed the flat side of the blade to his shoulder, ready to attack if anything threatening should make its way into their view.
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Post by Veritas on May 28, 2011 21:27:07 GMT -4
Janiven looks somewhat reluctant to go back, and she nods as everyone speaks. "Do you want me to go first?" she asks, quietly. Her hand reaches for the bow that she bears on her back, and she slips it down, stringing it slowly, placing an arrow against the string. "I'd be better off covering everyone from back here."
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Post by irishmagician on May 29, 2011 0:05:01 GMT -4
Smiling slightly, the child points to Flange.
"M'Lord, perhaps the one with the giant, shiny sword would like to go in first?"she jokes, looking towards him.
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Post by elgatocello on May 29, 2011 2:40:28 GMT -4
Flange nods and leads the way, sword pointed forward, ready.
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Post by hockeyisgood on May 29, 2011 14:00:07 GMT -4
Heldadlel pulls out his longbow and walks on
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Post by irishmagician on May 30, 2011 21:44:11 GMT -4
The party cautiously moves into the clearing ahead.
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Post by Yimzin on May 30, 2011 22:10:14 GMT -4
Darvan continues to move ahead with the group, staying at the ready.
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Post by Veritas on May 31, 2011 15:08:16 GMT -4
As the party moves ahead, their light flickers into a more-open section, a junction of three sewer passages flares into view. The smell of the sewers remain poignant, and about twenty feet from the opening stand four slim, blanched-white figures. Wearing tattered rags, the skeletons twist and start to lurch towards the party approaching.
(I won't be using a battle map for this encounter...we should be OK without it.)
Initiative:
Darvan
Heldalel
Moira
Skeletons
Janiven
Flange
Eridana
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Post by Yimzin on May 31, 2011 21:59:46 GMT -4
Darvan will look and sneer at the oncoming skeletons. His eyes flash green and he begins to move his hands about quickly, muttering strange words.
(Darvan casts Mage Armor. End turn.)
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Post by hockeyisgood on Jun 1, 2011 1:01:57 GMT -4
Heldalel moves to have a clear shot with his longbow aims and takes a shot at the skeletons:
Ranged Attack Roll [dice=20]+5
Damage Roll is [dice=8] +1
(end turn)[rand=4775082664564252616602276917547074060315499082219356786282733083]
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Post by joviality on Jun 1, 2011 2:20:39 GMT -4
Moira suddenly looks much more focused, and begins drawing a complicated series of runes in the air, following each with a unique flourish and flick of her wrist. It is apparent that she has done this hundreds of times, as each move is exact and precise. Magic begins to coalesce at her fingertips as the spell is wrought, beginning to take a physical shape.
<Moira is casting Summon Monster I>
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Post by Veritas on Jun 1, 2011 10:03:55 GMT -4
A glimmer of arcane energy surrounds Darvan for a brief moment, encasing him within its protective sheen before vanishing from sight, as the skeletons start to move forward, towards Flange, who is leading the group. An arrow snaps into one, breaking two ribs front and back, but except for a faint twist, the undead doesn't stop its motion forward. Crowding around him at the entrance of the narrow passage forward, claws fly at Flange, one scraping at his hide, leaving four long cuts in his arm (4 damage).
Janiven looks over the crowd and raises her own bow, aiming at the same skeleton that Heldalel shot towards, but her arrow goes high, missing and ending up down another sewer passageway.
Darvan
Heldalel
Moira
Skeletons
Janiven
Flange
Eridana
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Post by elgatocello on Jun 1, 2011 20:35:23 GMT -4
Flange hisses with pain as the skeleton's claws swipe and hit his arm, leaving nasty gashes there.
"Let's see how YOU like it!"
Flange swings his Greatsword in a vicious arc and does his best to cleave through the skeleton in retaliation.
[dice=20] + 6
[dice=6][dice=6]+9[rand=6938963834966805273239209130464960622193134237249122061576718808]
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Post by irishmagician on Jun 1, 2011 23:12:46 GMT -4
Eridana stares with wide eyes at the undead as they begin their attack. As if in response to the danger, three glowing silver lights float down through the ceiling of the sewers; which then seem to hover protectively infront of the girl.
Smiling as if greeting old friends, she reaches into her pockets and pulls out the three stones she had played with earlier. Happily, she calls out the names of three stars from the night sky, the lights flashing in response to each name. The lights then zip to encompass each stone; which then begin to hover and dash around Eridana's hands, almost playfully.
(Eridana casts Magic Stone)
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