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 Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:18 pm
Farskon, began hurrying and sprinted out the room. He grunted loudly as his chest blossomed with pain. That magic strike below his heart had really hindered him.
He coughed loudly, and it attracted sentries. he sighed in exasperated frustration, and sprinted again towards the first door.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:31 pm
The door opened to reveal a mostly empty hallway, bright sunlight shining through the exit at its end. A faint klaxon of an alarm could be heard, though mostly located in the area where the elf-doctor was still having the ink gag pried off him.
Just enough time for the three of them to run through, Scribbler hoped. She dashed after the paladin, not bothering with camouflage this time.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:33 pm
Emma was just on Scribbler's heels, sending the tiniest healing spell towards Farkon in an attempt to give the boy enough energy and fortitude to flee.
It was good to get her power out of her system. She had hours left until it turned completely against her.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:38 pm
They reached outside, and they were on the outskirts of the city.
Unfortunately this area was surrounded by wards. They were extremely strong and visible.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:45 pm
Indeed, the wards crackled with black and red energy, lashing out at the occasional bird that dared fly too close. Every few steps, there was a small pile of ashes, the occasional burnt feather sticking out of it like an impromptu gravestone.
On either side along the wards was a small crack, through which sentries used to patrol, but the unused nature of this wing meant they did not come here often. They were a little stuck; the exit proper was located deep in Council territory, and currently swarming with sentries.
"Which way?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:47 pm
"I have no idea."
Emma ran her fingers through her hair, undoing tangles that had been there for days now. The Roman clothing she had adopted was torn in some places, and the hem seemed to be ink-stained.
The wards were powerful indeed, powerful enough that she could not break them in her current state.
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Paladin 2012 generated a random number between
19 and 70 ...
43!
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:52 pm
"Where are you headed?" Asked a sharp inquisitive voice, a shadow of a figure appeared. Even though it had not featured it gave the impression of scowling deeply.
The figure happened to be Lidia, leader of the Black Magic division.
She stood in the way of the ward, and called up power.
[We'll make an exception for this battle, all our rolls will do -10 if you have revived or have revived someone.]
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Nazynri rolled 1 100-sided dice:
81
Total: 81 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 5:25 pm
[Sorry for poofing, had dinner ^^;]
"You will not."
Anger rose up like a striking python, and before Scribbler knew it there was a spiral of light flying towards the dark magician girl.
"Caecus!"
It collided with a surprisingly loud crash and overwhelmed Lidia's eyes.
"Do you always try your prisoners without cause?!"
[Roll - 10 = 71: Damage = 38]
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Emma of Bainbridge rolled 1 100-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 5:29 pm
"Don't tempt me to do something I'll regret."
Not a good time to have one's magic working against oneself, Emma quickly realized. She called up a fireball and was shocked into near-catatonia as the fire raced back up her arm, not burning but providing the same service with pure energy.
"-damn."
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Paladin 2012 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 5:46 pm
Farskon used the energy given to him by Emma, to charge at Lidia.
He was thrown, back by a wall of dark energy.
[-10]
[[Ps if you get a negative number, than turn it into a positive and count that as your roll.]]
[Farskon's health: 49]
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Paladin 2012 generated a random number between
13 and 20 ...
14!
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 5:52 pm
"Impressive, that blast should have killed a normal human," She said to Farskon, and then turned to Scribbler."No, he is a exception."
She began charging up, leaving her defenseless, but that blast could prove to be powerful.
[Scribbler did: 38 dmg!]
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Nazynri rolled 1 100-sided dice:
26
Total: 26 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 5:58 pm
"He hasn't lifted a finger against your Folk until now."
The inkmancer let out a roar, doing something completely uncharacteristic; she drew back her fist and sucker-punched Lidia square in the stomach.
It was mostly ineffective, but very, very satisfying to feel the rib crack beneath the blow.
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Emma of Bainbridge rolled 1 100-sided dice:
73
Total: 73 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 6:00 pm
Emma marshaled her strength and fired again.
This time her will was steel. Unyielding, unbroken steel.
The spellfire struck its target this time, and the enchantress wove a net of violet around the division head.
The temptation to use black magic was strong, just for the irony.
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Paladin 2012 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
76
Total: 76 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 6:11 pm
Farskon got up slowly.
He began to glow violently, and then sent the spell she had attacked him with right back at her, but it was different. It's darkness replaced with silver, and white.
She fell backward, along with Emma's spell fire, and Scribblers enraged punch.
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Paladin 2012 generated a random number between
30 and 70 ...
50!
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 6:19 pm
She did not cry out or wince, but fell back painfully. The shadow got up quickly.
A more amused tone came around this time."Impressive resilience, and what you just did my little monkey is exactly what we're trying to figure out."
"And how would you know?" She asked, Scribbler.
Lidia, harnessed some of the Emma's spellfire that remained on her.
[I did:52 dmg!]
[Emma did: 49 dmg!]
[Scribbler did: 2 dmg!]
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