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 Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 5:50 pm
And we can hear you.
Farskon sent with a hint of sarcasm.
An hour had passed all the war like nomadic huts looked exactly the same. The paladin did not know if they where making progress, but apparently Horthbert must have thought so as he paced up.
The paladin was able to keep pace, he had the odd instict to eavesdrop on the Picts, though it would do him little good; as all he heard was the chattering and grumbles of their odd language.
Eventually they found a more unique area the huts where circled, around a roaring fire and many gathered around it.
A large man grinned with yellow cracked teeth. He had a beard graying, and his lips were blue from frostbite. He seemed alert even when talking nonsense to his companions.
He had the most clothing out of all the Picts. He was obviously a leader of sorts.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 5:56 pm
Well, that solves the communication problem.
The trail through the encampment went surprisingly smoothly, the normal chatter and heavy footsteps of the Picts covering the group's passage. Firelight illuminated the tents now as they came to a stop.
Do you think this is it, then? the paene sent.
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Paladin 2012 generated a random number between
40 and 70 ...
67!
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 6:16 pm
No, I don't think so, but it's definitely close.
Farskon sent, and the began scampering away soundlessly from the area.
Then the worst thing that could happened; happened. The Pict that was knocked out came running up to the leader, and they exchanged words fast.
Farskon knew what was happening and slipped out the shoddy sword.
The leader sent them searching, and they were found.
And surrounded, spears pointed the groups necks the Leader approached pulling out a large axe.
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The Old Exorcist rolled 1 100-sided dice:
47
Total: 47 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 8:32 pm
"Oh. Is this a bad time?" Nyrk asked absentmindedly, walking in on the group as the man held his threatening axe.
The man strode towards the exorcist, turning his attention away from Farkson and his company. The axe swung in a wide arc, and Nyrk tried to avoid it. It clipped the exorcist on the side of the knee causing Nyrk to fall over entirely. He grunted, now back to his senses and aware this was in fact battle.
(80 HP remaining.)
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Paladin 2012 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
53
Total: 53 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 8:47 pm
[Farskon's roll]
"Nyrk!" Farskon cried surprised, and decided now was a time to help him, not ask questions. The Paladin moved in with the ugly Pict sword.
Farskon swung at the leader, but his sword was unbalanced, and his swing not fast enough anyway.
He had only cut a piece of the leaders attired, and then he was slammed back by a foot.
(86 Hp remaining. )
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Nazynri rolled 1 100-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 8:57 pm
"?!"
For such a large axe, the Pict certainly swung quickly. Scribbler dived to the side, but fell short of her target, unused to battle without her wings.
The axe clipped her side, leaving a burning gash in her gut in its wake. Any higher or lower and there would be guts spilling.
[Health left: 37.]
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Emma of Bainbridge rolled 1 100-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:05 pm
((BACK! After 3 hours of traffic, I return! Editing!))
In a failed attempt to plant a dagger in the Pict's back, the Saxon found himself on the receiving end of a rather painful wound to the shoulder. It had not rendered the arm useless, but the pain was enough incentive for him to dive out of the way.
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Paladin 2012 generated a random number between
20 and 40 ...
23!
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:05 pm
[Enemy Roll]
The Pict suddenly plopped the axe to the ground with a thud his arms growing tired, the Picts surrounding him where chanting in their language, and cheering their leader on.
The Pict Leader raised his axe once more.
[[Oh you're so lucky Emma
that you posted under me xd
You take less damage.]]
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The Old Exorcist rolled 1 100-sided dice:
75
Total: 75 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:09 pm
Nyrk stumbled back to his feet as the leader readied his axe.
The exorcist was not used to fighting his fellow man. Compared to this specimen, Nyrk was but a scrawny man. Still, he had his practice, fighting supernatural several times stronger than men. Nyrk lunged to the man. As he brought his dodged it! The exorcist pointed his fingers in a gun, then took advantage of his position to use his hand as a dagger, jabbing the man right between the ribs, in the heart.
Nyrk had a knack for hitting the heart.
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Nazynri rolled 1 100-sided dice:
25
Total: 25 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:10 pm
"...Vigoratus?"
Lack of focus and distraction from the Picts' leader meant the spell was only half as effective, but Scribbler sighed in relief as the gash began to glow softly.
Unfortunately, by the time the muscles stitched back together, she had missed her chance to mount an attack.
Sorry...
[Health: 62]
[...and I have to go. >.<; sorry.]
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Paladin 2012 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
69
Total: 69 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:13 pm
[Farskon's roll.]
[edditing]
The Paladin glared, and raised the sword in a very rogue like way.
"If that's how you wanna play..."
Farskon's eyes glowed blue, and he began imbuing his aura into his blade via soul magic. "Aura Offendo!"
As Nyrk drove a stake towards the foes heart, Farskon slipped from behind and stabbed his back. His aura erupted out of the foe, and he fell.
[Special Ability: Damage.]
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Paladin 2012 generated a random number between
2 and 3 ...
2!
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:18 pm
[Enemy post.]
[Farskon did 46 dmg!]
[Nyrk did 52 dmg!]
[Enemy Health left: 2.]
[1 poster needed to defeat enemy.]
The Pict got up slowly, and he shuddered blood gushing from him.
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Emma of Bainbridge rolled 1 100-sided dice:
58
Total: 58 (1-100)
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:19 pm
((Editing.))
There was a silken sound as the dagger slid cleanly into the Pict's chest, sliding out just as quickly and slashing across his throat.
The Saxon sidestepped to avoid the blood as the other man fell, neither mercy nor compassion in his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:22 pm
Nyrk frowned, careful not to do so at either the saxon or the fallen man. He bowed his head, reciting a prayer for the man. Nyrk was accustomed to killing, but he did not like to kill pure man. He knew better than to protest any further than a quick dirge to the man's fatality, though. When he finished, the exorcist raised his head back to eye level, to indicate his readiness.
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