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Post by elgatocello on Jul 3, 2011 19:16:00 GMT -4
You can hear the crowd booing and cheering on the poor men out there fighting for their lives. Looking through the slats in the gate separating you from the battle site, you can vaguely see the remains being cleared out of the arena as workers comb the sands of the Colosseum to prepare for the next battle. You cannot hear who won in Uric and Brunno's battle.
The gates open as the audience cheers and an announcer calls out, "...And from Gate Two, we have two newcomers to the arena!"
As you pass through the threshold onto the sand, you feel slightly tingly. Your aches and pains have disappeared.
Falon and Sibet roll initiative
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Post by comicsans12pt on Jul 12, 2011 22:22:39 GMT -4
[dice=20]+3=9[rand=2628367277074569723644242973571347751111530653824341036248591268]
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Post by joviality on Jul 13, 2011 1:51:32 GMT -4
[dice=20] + 7 for initiative. [rand=66956809465773414362978213466704394002027343958618346991133876145]
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Post by elgatocello on Jul 13, 2011 7:55:41 GMT -4
"Ladieeeeeeees and Gentlemaaaaaaan! Welcome to the Royal Colosseum! We have another wonderful little match for you today! Continuing on our theme today, we have another 2 on 2 on 2 match!" Trumpets blare in a ceremonial fashion. "On the North side, we have the team from Compound One! On the East side, we have the team from Compound Two! On the West Side, we have the team from Compound Three! Wish them all the best of luck!" A gong sounds and the two of you get the jump on the other two groups right away. FalonSibet 1 2 3 4 Attachments:
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Post by joviality on Jul 13, 2011 13:04:34 GMT -4
Dexterity Check:
[dice=20]+3
Falon enters the arena with her wits about her, but a little clumsily. She sizes up the other two groups and briefly considers her best course of action.
Might as well go for the closer ones.
She pauses a moment and attempts to cast a spell, whispering words slowly and softly, as if speaking to a child she was putting to bed. Her eyes are focused on the pair to the northeast.
(Falon casts Sleep.)
Concentration Check: [dice=20] + 1 + 5
A 10ft-radius burst of drowsiness centered on the combatants to the northeast ripples through the air, washing over the two of them and forcing their eyelids to droop.
(DC 16 Will Save or fall asleep for 1 minute; affects up to 4 total HD of combatants.)
[rand=394142992096021773142387284897268778395110042765715729162259958684]
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Post by comicsans12pt on Jul 13, 2011 19:19:38 GMT -4
Dex check:[dice=20] + 3
Sibet sees the eyes of their opponents drooping and works to swing her sword at #2 before the crowd notices the advantage Falon has given them. With Falon completing her spell, Sibet tugs quickly at the chain that binds them together to get Falon to move toward #1 and #2.
'I'll take the one on the right," whispers Sibet. She looks to the crowd quickly and suddenly realizes that she is just as trapped as the wildlife in her forest. Fear and anger make her hyper-aware and the mediocre weaponry respsonds to it becoming lighter and easier to wield.
She goes to strike the one on the right.[rand=8234546505477811691372120392618696052410519820072833713838429817]
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Post by joviality on Jul 14, 2011 1:32:25 GMT -4
Perception Check: [dice=20] + 2[rand=84927845909260214394557436462492737425741739571123665107390843332]
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Post by elgatocello on Jul 14, 2011 11:18:31 GMT -4
"Whoa Whoa Whoa! What is this? It looks like one of our pairs has fallen asleep on the battlefield! The other two teams are absolutely licking their chops! Our team from Compound Two is running full speed to try and catch our dosing duo before they wake up! Could this be a team down for the count already?" FalonSibet 1 2 3 4 Attachments:
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Post by joviality on Jul 14, 2011 13:44:27 GMT -4
Dexterity Check:
[dice=20]+3
Funny... these shackles seem kind of loose...
Falon, pleased to see one team already out of commission, considers her options.
"Pssst... Sibet... perhaps we should let them handle the sleepers, then let them come to us? I think I can help us get these shackles off in the meantime..."
She casts Grease on the shackles, hoping that it will help Sibet free herself so they may act without the hindrance. If Sibet wishes to move as well, she will follow.
Concentration Check:
[dice=20] + 6
[rand=85588348237797621946006275247782547782538691535594052252902183682]
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Post by elgatocello on Jul 14, 2011 16:44:43 GMT -4
As Falon lightly flexes her arm, the shackle connecting her to Sibet almost slides off of her hand and clunks to the ground.
"What's this? It seems that Team Three has escaped their shackles. This could make the battle INTERESTING indeed."
You are both free to act as normal on your own initiatives. The rules, save those for weapons, no longer apply to you.
Falon - [still has an independent move action]
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Post by joviality on Jul 14, 2011 19:05:54 GMT -4
Surprised at how easy it was to slip her manacles, Falon looks at her free limbs and then at Sibet in disbelief.
Time to play the defensive game, I guess. If I can just get them in range...
Falon then darts off to the north, a gleam of rainbow colors in her eyes.
(For her move action, Falon moves directly north six squares.)
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Post by comicsans12pt on Jul 16, 2011 18:09:28 GMT -4
Perception [dice=20] + 5
"Pssst... Sibet... perhaps we should let them handle the sleepers, then let them come to us? "
Sibet is a bit startled when the shackles slip off but then allows herself a rush of appreciation for her commrade.
To Falon she says, "Defense i can do. Let's not be late for supper." She winks at Falon, whispers a name that sobers her up and also runs toward the north.[rand=48587811295869011010694883526601679342493513250797396532656511737]
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Post by elgatocello on Jul 19, 2011 22:07:38 GMT -4
"And the second team is still passed out! The other two teams are licking their chops!" FalonSibet 1 2 3 4 Attachments:
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Post by joviality on Jul 20, 2011 0:36:42 GMT -4
Falon, now free of the shackles, takes a defensive posture and adjusts her position somewhat. With sword in one hand and colorful energies playing about her other, her thoughts are intent on the spell she is readying to cast.
...this better work this better work this better work...
She watches the active team carefully, ready to cast her spell should they come within range.
(Falon moves diagonally northeast one square and east two squares. She then readies an action to cast Color Spray should the team that is still up come in range. Feel free to play out my readied action for me should they charge me or something. The DC is once again 16.)
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Post by comicsans12pt on Jul 26, 2011 23:17:54 GMT -4
Sibet moves east two squares and readies her weapon. She waits defensively hoping the other team will take out the sleepers and then come for the two of them.
Silently she thinks to the others on the arena floor, in other planes, if i must atone for this unfairness, i will do so willingly.
Her eyes are on the other two teams.
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