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Ravvlet rolled 12 4-sided dice:
1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 2, 3, 1, 2, 1
Total: 22 (12-48)
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 Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 10:43 am
They were faster, and there were more of them now. There wasn't enough time, never enough time - Status Wave: 6 Path 1 HP: 12 Path 2 HP: 10 Path 3 HP: 24 Path 4 HP: 13 Princess HP: 11/20
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Ravvlet rolled 4 20-sided dice:
12, 9, 12, 17
Total: 50 (4-80)
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 10:44 am
At first, everything looked fine - like they might be held back as they had been the last few times. But slowly, ever so slowly, the piles of hay crumbled behind the golem and a nest of tentacles swarmed over the wreckage, grappling him and snapping his arm back at an odd angle before receding. The golem's plantive calls were more insistent now, with an edge of panic. Status Wave: 7 Path 1 HP: 0 Path 2 HP: 1 Path 3 HP: 12 Path 4 HP: -4 Princess HP: 7/20
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Ravvlet rolled 12 4-sided dice:
2, 4, 1, 3, 4, 3, 3, 3, 1, 3, 1, 3
Total: 31 (12-48)
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 10:47 am
"Hush little baby, don't say a word," Wash sang under his breath, piling the hay as fast as he could shovel it. It wouldn't be enough. It would never be enough; but he had to keep going, had to keep trying anyway. "Momma's gonna buy you a mocking bird..." The golem's pained whine only grew more desperate. It's arm looked broken, twisted out of shape. "And if that mocking bird don't sing," he intoned, carefully dragging the bedraggled figure back into the center of the barricade, away from immediate danger. "Momma's gonna buy you a diamond ring," he whispered to himself as he marched back to the observing area. He prayed they could make it one more go. Status Wave: 7 Path 1 HP: 7 Path 2 HP: 11 Path 3 HP: 19 Path 4 HP: 7 Princess HP: 7/20
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Ravvlet rolled 4 20-sided dice:
13, 16, 12, 12
Total: 53 (4-80)
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 10:53 am
It was over fairly quickly. The straw barriers held for only a breath, a heartbeat; and then the dark shadowy tide fell upon the golem, swallowing up its cries of despair. When they finally dispersed, only a small puddle of sand and mud was left of what had once been his friend's likeness. A single wall still stood, a lonely sentinel surrounded by the shredded carnage of its fellows. " And if that diamond ring don't shine," Wash whispered. He stared sightlessly into the distance, in another place, another time. The smell of burnt hair, Sasha's eyes as they slowly leaked away. The flames, the teeth, the searing heat. The dream, in his mind's eye, of himself, forever running. Forever a coward. Otto's screams. " Hush little baby, don't you mind." Status Wave: 8 Path 1 HP: -6 Path 2 HP: -5 Path 3 HP: 7 Path 4 HP: -5 Princess HP: -9/20
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