|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:07 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:09 pm
((yes, the twenty is two Donny))
Robert, the gloves easily lift you into the air, & then drop you like a bag of bricks. (6 nonlethal damage) They then b***h slap you. (o damage)
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:20 pm
((hey, what r u guys doing!?))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Rettu Skcollob rolled 2 20-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-40)
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:23 pm
As the gloves charge at Hale he is ready, swinging his greataxe at the oncoming gloves with force that could take a mans head off.
Haha! a fight! Glovely!
[Attack= +18/+13]
[Attack Rolls = 26/16]
(Should I bother rolling for damage? I've a feeling force won't help here.)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:26 pm
"Those damn rags have messed with the wrong man..." Robert says under his breath as he pulls himself from the ground. "I won't be slapped by a pair of animated gloves!" Now, with his patience wearing thin, the Necromancer raises his hands and unleashes a volley of magic missiles from his fingertips, which shot enneringly towards the gloves, as he moved moving back as he did so to keep the gloves from interupting his casting.
5ft step back + Magic Missile (3 1d4+1 Missiles of force, hit atomatically).
((Should I even roll for damage?))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:32 pm
Donirox, prone, spends a full round getting back up.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:48 pm
Hale, your axe slices clean through the gloves, slicing each cleanly in half. As you begin to celebrate your victory, the glove pieces regenerate, forming 4 different gloves.
((yes, oh, & normally you'd have to spend a round getting up, but I'll allow it for this combat. Robert, roll damage, don't do anything else, just post the damage))
Donirox, the gloves seem to be waiting for you to do something. They're even polite enough to let you up!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 7:53 pm
The look on Halés face can roughly be translated to "You can't be serious", in common. The flame winks off of the head of his axe, and he places the head on the floor, leaning on the shaft.
You see? This is why I hate magic. What do you want you five fingered cretins!
This is followed up by a string of virulent Orcish curse words, Hales tried and tested second method.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:03 pm
Hale, in response to your shouts of anger, the gloves lunge at you once again. Two lift you in the air, & the others beat you in the stomache, completely knocking the air out of you. They then drop you. (total of 34 nonlethal damage)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:08 pm
[Hit points remaining: 41] (Damage reduction 2/-)
Hale hits the floor with a dull clang as his adamandine armour smashes heavily on the ground.
Hale grunts, and with difficulty, manages to lift himself up, his vision swimming slightly, panting heavily.
Tell... Your master... He's earned... my... respect... But also tell... Him... To bugger off and... leave me alone.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:17 pm
Hale, they lunge at you once again, & once again pick you up. But this time it's more gentle. Gentle that is until they swing you around & throw you at the tree you were in. Just before you would hit the trunk, there is a sound as of shattering glass, & then nothing as you black out.
Darastrixen, as you are examining the moving adamantine, there comes the sound as of shattering glass once again, then a body of a man lands to the side of the adamantine. (Hale?)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:18 pm
Donirox says in Common, with a light Elven accent, "I do not wish neither to harm you nor to be harmed by you, if it is avoidable."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:20 pm
Before Hale passes out, he manages to blurt out one final thing
Screw youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:27 pm
((Nice one Hale, I've been waiting for someone to say something like that!))
Well, Donirox, you may not want to, but I don't think they care. The gloves lunge at you again. They pick you up, & shake you like crazy. Finally, they throw you into the air, making you do a summersault, & as you fall to the ground there is a sound of shattering glass once again. This is when you lose conciousness.
Darastrixen, as you debate on what to do there is once again the sound of shattering glass, & then another man falls from the air & lands on top of the warforged.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:39 pm
((Ok, so I'll check back periodically to see when I wake up.))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
