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 Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 11:44 pm
Name: Van
Attack: 7 (5)
Defense: 3
Combat Dice: 1D12 (4)
Magic: 0
Life: 15 (3)
Equip: 3
Abilities: Regeneration (1), Fury (4), Special Attack (1) (Telekinetic Strike)
Items: Energy Sword
Spells: N/A
Actions: Guard (3AP), Power Up (2AP), Stunning Blow (1AP), Retaliate (2AP)
Taken aback at the sudden mental wave of nauseating malice, Van’s body goes on high alert, in a flash his energy blade is in his hand and flares to life its black light humming. In the blink of an eye Van moves to stand in front of her and swipes twice, once across each of the girls thighs, then in a waving motion sends out a blast of telekinetic force, throwing her to the ground. Van stands ready for another go.
Using Combat Dice Defensively
Regeneration +1
Attack Girl twice using fury
Use special attack on girl
AP: 1
MP: 1
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LindseyIV rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 8
Total: 18 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 11:50 pm
combat dice roll defensively.
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Cart Lord rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 11:55 pm
"Great Sons of Serpents, I'll never drink again!" Staring past her to the other man in the alley, Darius began thinking. He had always been ok at planning ahead but usually he never thought things through enough to do anything but "Luck out". "Excuse me miss, but I'm rather attached to my heart as it were and, well I'd be sort of dead without it. Perhaps we can come to some other sort of arrangement?" Seeing as he was no powerful negotiator Darius, returned to seriousness as he surveyed his options. Tripping he slams his arm into the wall of the tavern and a brick comes loose, falling onto a trashcan lid and jettisoning an unaware alley cat straight into the monstrosities face. which then begins to claw at whatever is claw able while Darius backs up slowly. "Uh don't suppose you'd believe that was an accident?" He said while drawing his sword and preparing for the inevitable heart eating, his vision still a bit out of sync but coming around due to this sobering ordeal.
User name: Cart Lord
Character name: Darius Heldig
Attack: 4 [6]
Defense: 1 [2]
Combat Dice: 1d8 (3)
Magic: 0
Life: 25 (5)
Equip: 3
Abilities: Shockwave x2 (2), Summoner (6) "Geb: Maw of the Wasteland" Stats: {A:6, L:5(25), AB:Strike Opening (4), Healing (3)}
Items: Short Sword, Buckler
Spells: None
Actions: Smash (1 AP), Stunning Blow (1 AP), Power Up (2 AP), Retaliate (2 AP).
Attack: Mystery Woman/thing (Potential team attack with Van)
Combat dice: Defense
Action: Smash
Hp: 25/25
Ap: 0
Mp: 1
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 12:15 am
The cat leaps off of the girl leaving small cuts and scrapes that seem to be bleeding a dark mist rather then read blood. The girl makes no attempt to react or defend herself as the black energy sword slash’s her twice and she is thrown back. As she lays on the ground she looks at her small wounds and then up at the two of you… smiling an evil looking smile “Thank you, I needed that.” With those words you see the small wounds you gave her grow; they continue spread until they consume her entire body and she dissipates into the wind. There was something not right about what had happened, something unreal and the girl is gone without a trace.
Emu emulates 2 attack power form Van
Emu emulates 1 equip form Van
Emu emulates Energy Sword from Van
Emu emulates Fury (1) from Van
Emu emulates Special Attack (1) (Telekinetic Strike) from Van
Emu emulates 1 attack from Darius
Emu emulates 1 equip from Darius
Emu emulates Smash from Darius
Emu emulates Short Sword from Darius
This event will continue at a later time so keep your eyes open.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 12:27 am
Shaking his head Darius sat down where he was in the alley, his mind reeling. "What just happened there?" He said aloud, more in confusion than anything else. "Tell me I'm not seeing things again..." Sheathing his sword he remembers something odd about her. "Why didn't she do anything? She just accepted her fate and vanished..." For a moment he lets the complexity of the situation fall over him and stares at the tavern wall where the girl had been tapping. "Hopefully I never meet her in a dark ally...again..." Running a hand through his hair he just shook his head and looked down at his leg. The limp was still there, perhaps it was for the best that it was. Turning he waved a hand at the stranger. "Fate, and all that jazz. Perhaps I'll see you around sometime." and with that he limped back into the tavern to his room where undoubtedly he would get very little if any sleep.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 12:30 am
Van stands dumbfounded. The attacks were meant only to maim, not kill. What Van found particularly disturbing was her reaction to the attacks, not fear not anger. She sounded grateful?!
Van looks around for signs of the mist. Something is wrong! I do not believe she is dead! Van runs to the end of the alleyway past the new stranger, and around the corner to the tavern door in a frantic search. Upon seeing no one Van turns back to the stranger as he was leaving, I would not lower my guard just yet Sir.
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Heirophant_of_the_Broken Crew
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 4:57 am
"So," Vincent says as he turns to the woman who seemingly engulfed Talos, "Your name is Tessa?...Don't seem to nice to me. Someone should teach you a lesson in manners to be sure. Perhaps I should be the one to do that." Vincent suddenly feels the flare of evil energy just outside the tavern, but almost as quickly as it appears it disappears, leaving not so much as a single trace of the evil aura to speak of. "...Did anyone else fell that?...No matter. I think I'll take you out first."
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 10:07 am
(( Cool, an enemy that learns based on how we attack. I think I'm going to stay back, so as not to give her any of my power, as it were. razz ))
Lazarus shifts his body around, looking at the patrons in the tavern. The incident with the strange being outside does not go un-noticed by him, but it also does not draw his attention. Miyr and Eroth in general have way too many shadow-beings to garnish Lazarus's complete attention all the time. He takes a sip of some tea he managed to procude from near-by, and watches Vincent yell at the small shadowy-substance girl.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 11:32 am
Varnis sighed as he walked over to a table and sat down. He watched the two converse, with Vincent yelling mostly and sighed yet once again. Looking up at the ceiling, then back down, he watched the two silently and waited for anything to happen.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 7:43 pm
*Still standing behind the bar Firu feels the power full and omonous darkness wash over the tavern like a fleeting shadow. After a second of confusion and worry he turned his attention back to the situation at hand, with Vincent on the brink of a fight.*
So would you enlighten us a little, about your situation? Did you simply trade places with him from our world to where ever it is you came from, or did you kill him or consume his soul in some way?
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 4:11 am
Staring intently at Vincent Tessa sighs and runs a hand through her hair. "Isn't that just the case, All I do is care for Miyr and I'm treated like an enemy, while that hack of a thief, doesn't so much as blink in Miyr's name and he is treated as a friend. For an answer to your question, He is locked inside my shadow, but as a thief I'm certain time is merely the only factor keeping him there. Soon enough he will recount the loopholes of the shadow world and break free, but until then I wanted a more personal chat with his cohorts and friends."
With that she sipped the drink in front of her and frowned. "Talos must be a lightweight since this alcohol is having no effect, small matter that... I suppose you feel my presence here unwanted? I guess thats just tough luck then, since I plan to stay, whether Talos breaks loose or not. He and I as I said earlier, and I do hate repeating myself, are one and the same, I'm his shadow here, he is my shadow there, were in every way opposite. So if you see him selfishly laying claim to things he doesn't rightly have call to, I would generously give things I have need for." With that she walked up to Vincent and stared at him, looking him right in the eyes hoping to be able to tell something about him, but unlike Talos being unable to read people by their looks found little. "I would like it to die then in this world, rather than return. If you can kill little me, then by all means, rid this land of Talos at the cost of my life."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 1:49 am
Lugh stumbled into the tavern, his armor dirty, and his cape torn in sever areas. He finds a seat and orders a drink. Sitting back, lugh observes the locals as he waits for his drink, "hmm this town really is something," he mumbles to himself.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 6:45 pm
*Still standign behind the bar and noticing that the bartender has not returned yet after the recent fihgt, Firu serves Lugh a hearty stein of Dwarven ale. After slaming it down in front of the tired warior he grabs a ragg and begins wipeing down the counter.* "Tell me about it buddy."
*Then turning his attention back to Tessa.* "Well you will have to under stand, it's not that we don't like you or don't want you here. It's just that your entrance startled us more than a little and your nature is still strange and unknown to us. We simple don't know you or what your intentions are, afterall if the two of you are oposite than witch one of you is good and witch one is bad."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 11:41 pm
Lugh stared at his drink, he had forgotten liquor was commonplace in this country. "lets give it a try," lugh grabs the drink only to cringe and drop it on the floor, he removed the glove on his right hand. Underneath his hand was warped in blood stained linen, he had forgotten about this as well.
"well I guess I shouldn't drink it anyway," says lugh as he grabs a rag and wipes the puddle up, sanitizing his injured hand in the process.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 1:51 pm
Varnis watches as Lugh drops the glass, and picks up the spill. Turning back at the matter that was going on, he stood there, and watched them as they conversed, yawning some as he was getting quit bored, he placed his hand on his sword and hoped something would happen.
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