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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-12)
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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2016 12:28 pm
Zindel dealt 0 damage.
BOSS HP: 50 HP He'd finally managed to reach Etsali. Stretching out a long arm into the throng of hollow, breathy zombies, Zindel gagged at the smell, but managed to hold his breath long enough to struggle a few words out. "G-grab my-- AGh--" He started, when suddenly, the amount of monsters doubled in size and overwhelmed Zindel. He fell next to Etsali into the murky depths, struggling and flailing, gasping and whimpering and panicking. The hands, their teeth, it felt disgusting, horrible, and Zindel couldn't take it. They should've left when they had the chance.
HP: 10 - 4= 6 HP
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KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 2:57 pm
Ets HP: 3/20 Boss HP: 50 Damage done: 0 So close. Etsali choked back another sob as she yanked her hand back to keep another of the monsters from falling on it. It was getting harder and harder to keep those bites and claws away from vital areas, but she couldn't afford to give up either. Bleeding out in this swamp was not an option. But almost just as soon as Ephias' attempt was countered, another arm stretched through the open space. Zin!
She elbowed away a daywalker and reached, but then there was a surge and the redblood squelched into the mud next to her under a pile of enemies. "Zin!" She brought a knee up, got just enough purchase on the ground beneath her to twist and throw herself at them. "Get off!" Maybe she could keep him from getting the worst of it, but she wasn't going to be much of a buffer. Was this...was this it, then?
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Green Minuet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:04 pm
Health: 8 Defensive B Trinket: 0/1 Support A Artefact: ACTIVE Even as he battled against the wave of undead, Etsali and Zindel slipped out of sight. Snarls and hungry growls sounded in his spongeclots. Ephias swung out with his shears, but for every corpse that went down, another three took its place. They pressed in so close he felt he could hardly breathe. Rotting flesh filled his vision. He could hear the sound of tearing fabric as they ripped at his jacket. A set of teeth sank into his arm. Fresh blood gushed from the wound. Another bit into his charred shoulder and Ephias let out a scream. His knees began to crumple as the undead crowded on top of him. He cast once last look upwards towards the rising sun. His arms were pinned but he strained towards Alternia's star, before it disappeared behind the undead he was swallowed entirely. Ephias sank into the darkness, his consciousness slipping away. Even as his mind shut down though, he heard a familiar sound cut clear through the groans and snarls like a bell... or more accurately, a bleat. A gap appeared in the necrotic wall as Wolly charged through, knocking over undead like they were bowling pins. Ephias felt the heat of the morning sun on his face. His path was clear. The shears flashed in the light. Ephias swung them in a wide arc, rending the stomachs of the nearest walking corpses. Bile, maggots, and half-digested tissues spattered to the ground. The undead staggered back, and one keeled over, arms still twitching, mouth still chomping. Another came towards him from the opposite side. Ephias met it with a boot to pelvis, and there was a crack of bone as the steel toe connected. Wolly followed up by ramming his horns into its knees. It toppled to the ground. Shoulders hunched, the redblood stalked across the fallen corpses to a undulating swarm where Etsali and Zindel were no doubt buried. Methodically, Ephias speared one of the daywalkers through the back and wrenched it aside. Even as he pulled his shears free from its torso, he grabbed another by the shoulder, yanked it from the pile and cast it away. He repeated the process, the blade of his shears striking with a growing fury, while Wolly kept his back clear. Finally he caught a glimpse of colour through the ashen meat. Ripping the last daywalker aside with a vicious snarl, Ephias was rewarded with the sight of his friends mangled and bleeding, but alive. Wordlessly, Ephias tore the medicare band from his wrist, and pressed the switch on its side. As it began to glow with a faint red light, he tossed it towards Etsali. Then he spun and thrust his shears through the maw of a daywalker that had risen behind him. [ Ephias does 8 damage. ]
[ Boss Health: 42 ] KitsuneAura Healing girlfriend 10 HP.
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:06 pm
Zindel dealt 4 damage.
BOSS HP: 42 - 4 = 38 HP Zindel kept struggling, kicking and attempting to punch in his desperation for life, unwilling to give it up in such a wimpy, shitty way. He may have been pathetic and had nothing but a s**t life ahead of him, but He was alive, and he'd stay that way, for ******** sake. He'd live, and so would Etsali, and so would Ephias. They'd all live. When there was finally a light at the end of the tunnel— or, better said, an opening in the horde of zombies— Zindel could feel his body push for it, kicking and shoving anything out of his way, scrambling for safety. He grabbed at Etsali instinctively, trying to save her too— But Ephias already had it covered.
They didn't need him as much as he'd thought.
A dim feeling of disappointment and uselessness burrowed through him as a sopping wet creature curled it's arms around his body, tugging him right back into the hell he'd just gotten out of.
HP: 6 - 3 = 3 HP
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KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:11 pm
HP: 10 Boss HP: 34 Damage: 4 As the last undead was ripped away from her, Etsali gasped in a breath and, for that brief second, soaked in the image of Ephias above, war-torn and furious in the growing light of day. There was no time to think about the way that made her pump biscuit lurch, only the medicare band flying towards her and the light that she recognized even more easily now, after the caves. She launched herself to her feet, swiping the artifact out of the air and pulling it in close to her chest as it finished activating.
Somehow, even drenched as she was in the cold swamp water, she felt warm as its healing washed over her.
And then the moment was over, the band secure around her own wrist until she could safely pass it back, and she was fighting again as the snarling corpses pressed back in. Even as she'd been rising, Zindel had been pulled back down and she turned her attention there, reaching out to take him by the arm and pull with all her strength. She stomped down on the hand that tried to take him back, teeth bared in an answering snarl at the corpses that she didn't quite manage to turn into a grin for the redblood as she let him go to stand on his own feet again.
Arms wrapped around her from behind then, pressure choking, but Etsali had had her second wind, now, and she wasn't ready to be brought back down into the mud. A shift her weight, a knife in her hand, and a brief struggle left her free again and finally she moved from the spot, ducking through an opening to Ephias's side. "How long until this recharges?" She lifted a hand to show she meant the band, then turned the motion into a punch to keep another zombie from getting in too close to them.
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Green Minuet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:13 pm
Health: 7 Defensive B Trinket: 0/1 Support A Artefact: 0 Ephias glanced towards Etsali as he spoke. He followed her line of thought, and his eyes went to Zindel. He split another walker in the middle with the point of his shears. “Th-th-three hours for a f-full charge.” Despite his stammer, his voice was brusque. “We don't have that long.”He pushed the zombie off the blade with the heel of his boot. As soon as his weapon was free, he clapped another walker across the face with the flat of the shears. He looked back over his shoulder at Zindel, eyes harder than usual. “Right?” The other redblood would not be coming with them. [ Ephias does 3 damage. ]
[ Boss Health: 31 ]
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quite uneventful rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:15 pm
Zindel dealt 12 damage.
BOSS HP: 31 - 12 = 19 HP He'd been dragged right back out by Etsali. He'd never felt so thankful to have Etsali as a friend-- After baring her teeth like that, he couldn't help but shudder. It was good to know she was helping him out, and him to her, when needed. Hearing her question, Zindel stood up, drenched in water and blood and what was left of other trolls. To keep himself from gagging too heavily, Zindel focused on keeping a firm grip on his dagger. The response was... To the point. Zindel winced. He opened his mouth, then closed it, clenching his teeth. After a minute of simply staring at the oncoming horde, he shook his head, keeping his gaze away from the other two. He adjusted his grip on his knife, stabbing a nearby zombie and begining to cut at it. "I think..." He started saying between heavy breaths-- "The surge of daywalkers will keep them away." He stated, voice dull and empty.
Ephias made it very clear. They weren't coming with him.
He didn't know what he'd expected.
HP: 3 - 1 = 2 HP
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KitsuneAura rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:18 pm
HP: 8 Boss HP: 11 "Three hours!?" One of the horde made another of those sudden, terrifying charges towards them, but Etsali let it come instead of panicking this time. An easy side step and a push helped it along to the muck at her feet, and she put a boot on its back to keep it there where it belonged. She had other things to worry about, now. It was so obvious what they were both saying, and it still felt so wrong. "That's not good enough."
The thief pressed into the switch on the side of the artifact and held it there stubbornly until the faintest glow began to overtake it. It was barely anything, compared to what it had done for her, but she was going to get everything she could from it, no matter how unfair everything about this was. Before it could fade, she reached out to grab Zindel's arm and willed every little bit of that light into him.
This is your last chance, she thought but couldn't quite bear to make herself say. You can still come with us. But that was useless. "This will keep you going at least a little longer," was all she managed in the end. "Enough to stay ahead of them."
Etsali does 8 damage
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Green Minuet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:18 pm
Health: 6 Defensive B Trinket: 0/1 Support A Artefact: 0 As Etsali tended to Zindel, Ephias and Wolly fought off any daywalker that wandered too close. Despite his heavy and shaking arms, the redblood speared another through the torso with the point of his shears. Like before he pushed it off with the heel of his boot and turned to face the next opponent. That one he bashed across the head with the flat of his shears. It splashed down into the swamp, its skull collapsed. Ephias glanced around, panting. Without realising it, he had cleared out the last of the daywalkers. As he squinted through the brightening daylight however, he saw more grey shapes emerging through the trees. His teeth clenched in desperation. Within a couple minutes they would be surrounded again, and none of them had the strength left to fight off a second wave. They could not afford to debate any longer. Still gripping the shears tightly, he looked to Zindel: a friend, a comrade, and now an enemy. That was the reality of it. If any of them believed anything less, even for a second, it would kill them. They had to commit. He met the other redblood's gaze, his own eyes cold. “Go. Now.”[ Ephias does 15 damage. ]
[ Boss Health: 0 ]
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quite uneventful rolled 1 100-sided dice:
46
Total: 46 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:26 pm
Zindel felt the hairs on his skin stand on edge at the feeling of the artifact on his skin, and he gave Etsali a defeated half smile. His pump biscuit dropped from his throat to his stomach, and the redblood opened his mouth one last time, tempted to try-- But he closed his mouth, eyes locked with Ephias's, cutting to the side at his words. Zindel rubbed his neck. He closed his eyes. He stood to his full height. "I'm sorry." He whispered sincerely, pulling away from the two and beginning to walk.
He continued, before he could second guess himself.
He missed them already.
HP: 2 HP
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KitsuneAura rolled 1 100-sided dice:
59
Total: 59 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:29 pm
Etsali glanced between them again, from the cold in Ephias's eyes to the defeat in Zindel's, and then let her gaze drop to the mud at her feet. She let the hand that had been pressed to Zin's arm drop to her side, fist clenched painfully tight around the armband, and did everything in her power to stave off the tears welling up at the sound of his footsteps through the mud. There was already an ache behind her eyes and she knew giving in to that urge to shut down and cry would only ruin the chance the artifact had given her.
She drew in a long, shuddering breath instead, let it out slowly, and then lifted her head. She avoided looking in the direction she knew Zindel had gone, scanning the other directions instead and trying to get her bearings. The fighting had made her lose track of where she was and, honestly, she hadn't been too sure of much of that to begin with. There had only been a direction the others had been going in, the direction Voscil had fled in, and she realized now, again, that she didn't even know what they would find in following it.
There was no more time for those what-if's though. All she'd had was a direction, before, and she had one now, even if she didn't want to think about. Etsali reached out again, returning the artifact to Ephias's wrist, and glanced up to meet his eyes. Then she turned, put her back to Zindel's retreat, and began to walk.
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Green Minuet rolled 1 100-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:30 pm
If Ephias felt any shame under Etsali's stare he did not show it. As usual, his face was an impenetrable mask. As he watched the shape of Zindel's back disappear between the trees however, pain stirred his pump biscuit. It was like a knife under his exoskeleton. Fists tightening around his shears, the redblood shut out the feeling. He could not afford pity. Not any more. Ephias tore his lookstubs from the gap in the trees to meet Etsali's gaze. He did not need to see her expression to know that the orangeblood hurt more than him. His mouth tightened a fraction. He had no words to offer her. Nothing that could ease her suffering, or bridge the rift he had opened between their friendship. Later he would have to tell Voscil. It was his responsibility. Etsali turned and started in the opposite direction. Resisting the urge to cast one last look towards the trees, Ephias trudged after her, boots sinking deep into the mud. They had work to do.
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