Quest: Who? What? Where? | 1/30/13

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a merciful edge: AOL just lagged me into being slow about it
Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Who? What? Where?"
Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.
Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me or one of the Moderators.
Tesarik One: Estimated time is 3 hours.
Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you
die.
Tesarik One: Make sure your dossier is updated! If it's not on your dossier,
you do not have it, including mundane gear.
Tesarik One: KNOW YOUR FLAWS - USE THEM!! There is no more grace period! You
chose the flaws
Tesarik One: you will lose 100xp if you do not abide.
Tesarik One: Otherwise state your info: Rank, Name, Dice,
Tesarik One: Hit Points, Defense DC, Healing Points if applicable. You will
need to keep up with your own self-healing points.
Tesarik One: ---end state---
Violeta Capraru: Sapphire Defender / Violeta Capraru / 2d60 / 35HP / Def DC
22
a merciful edge: Sapphire Defender Kyle, 2d60, 34hp, defense 20, poor flaw
for half gold
DaemianBerazalle: Daemian Berazalle/Topaz Marshall/2d44/25hp(30 with
Diehard)/15 Defense DC
questing requiem: Emerald Defender | Girard "Requiem" Sirri | 2d70 | HP: 47
| Def DC: 12 |
A Cairn of Rage: Fenris Vidarr "The Bloodied" - Emerald Champion - 2d74 -
HP: 60 - Def. DC: 16 - Self Healing: 22
Roguish Luck: [ Amber Champion - Logen Wolfsbane - 2d52 - HP: 27 - Def DC 20
- (Combat) Fighter ]
melodic angeIs: Topaz Marshal | Mira Finn | 2d44 | HP 23 | DC 13
Tesarik One: Ok everyone, roll your d20, add in quickness, subtract if
needed for armor...go!
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
OnlineHost: DaemianBerazalle rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
DaemianBerazalle: <23>
questing requiem: ][25][
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Violeta Capraru: (25)
questing requiem: ][ got to love - Opening Act ][
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Roguish Luck: [ 10 as long as Spiderweave is considered Medium now. ]
Tesarik One: Yes spiderweave is medium now. Spidersilk is Light.
OnlineHost: melodic angeIs rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
melodic angeIs: 8
A Cairn of Rage: [Skill: Taunt]
Tesarik One: (Y'all remember to give me a brief note about what the skill
does, to save me from having to look up every skill when it's used. Taunt
gives him first.
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
a merciful edge: (20)
Tesarik One: Hold while I build the SB.
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 0/47 [12] || Violeta 0/35 [22] ||
Daemian 0/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
Tesarik One: Mistakes? IM me.
Tesarik One: Maria has asked the group to meet her in the morning for a
meeting, and a possible job out of town. But before morning even comes,
various random members of OH find themselves forcefully summoned to a
Tesarik One: large arena on an unknown demiplane. They are not on Arith
anymore! Each appear in the blood-dyed sands of this massive arena, with all
their gear and weaponry. The actual arena walls are carved to
Tesarik One: represent all manner of things such as the crypt of the
Berserker Lord, several sahuagins coming out of the sea, a temple above a
large lake, gargoyles, a bunch of kobolds in an alleyway, a drow
Tesarik One: holding a crossbow. There is also a shambling mound represented
beneath a mountain with thorns around it, a spiralling staircase that ends in
thin air, two vampiric men - one with punching daggers, the
Tesarik One: other with a sword. A massive charnel hound outside a castle, a
woman atop an altar wielding two whips, pirates with blunderbusses, and three
skeletons sitting on thrones in front of a crown.
Tesarik One: The sound of cheering is heard all around them, but no one can
be seen, it's just darkness around the whole arena.
Tesarik One: (Begin RP)
DaemianBerazalle: ::He liked it very little to find himself in an unknown
land, no matter how he was arrayed. First thing he did was take inspection
of who was here with him. "Keep track of your allies, then your
surroundings." One of the first
a merciful edge: Oh goodness, an unknown land, and he'd just appeared here
no less! At least the arena setting was comfortable, though he had a feeling
upon looking around that this would not be like a typical sort of swordmaster
tournament. At
DaemianBerazalle: things Imloeth had taught him . . . memories for later,
the present mattered more. He then took a deep observation of the arena they
were in. Some of the symbols he recognized, but he didn't linger on them for
too long. He began
a merciful edge: least he had both of his weapons with him. Hand moved
behind his back at his right side to run his fingers along the hilt of the
shortsword he now carried, sheathed horizontally on his back right with the
diagonal longsword. Which
DaemianBerazalle: to move, putting himself in a good vantage point yet still
within reach of the group:: <d>
a merciful edge: to use? Well that'd depend entirely upon the opponents,
really.
questing requiem: " Percieving the Ghost of ol-.... " The abrupt jolt of a
planar shift, this the minstrel felt accustomed to after his frequent trips
to the plane of shadows - both willing and forced. Not that such trips made
this any last of a
Violeta Capraru: Violeta didn't take well to being forcefully made to do
anything--and so being ripped from her reality and in to another hadn't set
well. Not at all. With brows drawn and a significant dent made to her smile,
she'd observe those
questing requiem: to the minstrel. First came to bloody-redness of the
granules beneath his feet..and then those familiar and somewhat unpleasant
recollections of prior missions given , assumedly, physical form! And he was
plucked out of the prime
Violeta Capraru: about, turning her eyes in a horizontal line but once
before setting sights off to the arena walls. Hm. A good deal of this was
familiar..... -d-
A Cairn of Rage: Since the bloody turn of events that happened within the
Obsidian Heart Inne, nobody had seen sign of either Zorcan. Fenris had left
those carved bodies in his wake as he turned away from them. From Obsidian
Heart. Near two
A Cairn of Rage: weeks out , the Ballari Ridgebacks there just before him,
they had made camp. His traveling companion building the fire while he began
to pull out the supplies for dinner. That was until the world went black and
he felt his insides
melodic angeIs: She had been in the middle of brushing her hair. Working out
all the tangles from running around in the forest earlier. Mainly to just be
around nature. Blinking, she slowly study the arena and everyone her with
them. Looking over
questing requiem: and his singing for this!? A happily listening audience,
well a small one.. but Evangeline and young Moonshadow were sufficent and
avid listeners. A second or two was spent worrying for those two before
common sense took precendence
A Cairn of Rage: lurch and twist with the feel of magic. When he could see
the new area around him, those brows dropped down to mask his eyes in heavy
shadow and his lips thinned as a low growl rumbled in the depth of his
throat. Standing apart
Roguish Luck: Logen simply kept his eyes closed and maintained his
equilibrium as best as possible. He hated teleportation, he hated gateways,
and he sure as Hell hated this. Once the wrenching sensation of his being
steadied and ended, those
melodic angeIs: to her gear, she started to put everything on. It was heavy
and made her feel stiff when she walked. A shurg, she strapped on her sword,
crossbow over her shouder, and bolts at her hip. Rangers Lead the Way. -d-
A Cairn of Rage: from the masses he cast a quick glance to the walls around
them, walls that seemed to show the whole story of the adventuring company.
A Cairn of Rage: -d
questing requiem: in making focus .. , much as he could exercise over that
howling symphony going on in his skull! The promise of the undead, the
skeletons more so than the potential for Frostbeard showing up brought Girard
to unsheathing that beshad
Roguish Luck: arctic hues opened up to survey his surroundings. The bile had
started to rise in the back of his throat, but, he managed to keep it
contained. This damn world and it's instantaneous travel. Fingers curled up
to form fists until he
Roguish Luck: started to take note of familiar faces in an unfamiliar place.
"The Hell is going on..?"[d]
questing requiem: owed blade of his.. it didn't take a scholar to know this
would involve a fight.. several.. Weaver sure didn't take up mercy! -d
Tesarik One: As they each appear upon the reddened sands, they notice each
other as well as various bodies sunk in the sand or skeletons laying here and
there, old rusted weapons poking from the sands. The sand is
Tesarik One: even redder around the dead bodies. The sky above them glows
with light akin to moonlight coming from the curved cover of the arena,
though even with the moonlight it still did not bring any source
Tesarik One: of light to the "audience" if there were any audience at all,
in the pitch blackness that surrounded the top of the high walls of the oval
arena. A booming voice echoes suddenly around them, "Welcome
Tesarik One: Chosen! Round One begins Now!" The sound of stone against stone
was heard, as the stone in the walls slid open on both sides, and two
creatures appeared. A 20 foot charnel hound, and a gargoyle.
Violeta Capraru: The lines about her eyes widened with the sounds around
them, and at seeing the hound.. well, Vi could really only mouth a single
word: "Fuck."
Tesarik One: Fenris, you may choose to make first action.
a merciful edge: Well Kyle, at least, was happy. Fighting for an audience
was what he'd spent around half of his life doing, so he'd just have to treat
this the same way. Eyes were on that charnel hound, of course.
Roguish Luck: Kyle was eyeing the large Hound, just as Logen was as well. He
had taken the kill from Kyle last time. Would it be that way again? Logen
glanced over towards the Swordsman with a slight grin.[d]
A Cairn of Rage: The charnel hound wasn't something that he had dealt with,
the gargoyle, however, was. That was enough for him to get moving. Closing
the distance to the stone object and wrapping his left arm around it's head
and neck, while his
A Cairn of Rage: right hand came up several times to crack at the thing's
ribs. This time he would not let the damned stone beast fly above them.
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
A Cairn of Rage: (18)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 2 74-sided dice: 72 35
Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 17 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 2 8-sided dice: 8 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
A Cairn of Rage: (Strength: 12 | Brawler: 5)
Tesarik One: 50
Tesarik One: +6 DEF - Stone Flesh
Tesarik One: That hit sent cracks throughout it's body, it began to fall
apart and where it did not fall apart there were hairline fractures
throughout it's entire body.
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Gargoyle 44/?? [17] || Girard 0/47 [12] ||
Violeta 0/35 [22] || Daemian 0/30 [15] || Charnel Hound 0/?? [13] || Kyle
0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
Tesarik One: Gargoyle-
Tesarik One: The gargoyle's wings shot outwards, and it's claws wrenched
forward to rip into Fenris before he could get away. Those stony claws
attempted to dig into his body on both sides, so that with a pull he could
rend the man apart. (Rend
Tesarik One: - extra 1d6, two claws)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Noooo. 8
Tesarik One: Miss.
Tesarik One: The crowd began a unified BOOOOOO!
Tesarik One: Girard-
questing requiem: The nuisance of the Charnel Hound simply could not be
allowed to continue overly long - it'd been mere moments... much too long! A
much more wise method may well have been to pluck a melody from the Song, but
this was an arena.. and
questing requiem: the minstrel could not pass up the chance to put on a show
- then why wasn't he singing? Ever try singing when people wanted
destruction? He didn't care to earn a thumbs down and wind up someplace worse
before he knew what was going
questing requiem: on! Enough reason to put his feet on the steady path
towards the Hound until he could set about that entertaining application of
dance in war as he (attempted) to pick out the best pieces of bone and
whatnot to hack and slash away
questing requiem: at. (combat class 1d extra)
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: ][ring of circumvention - reroll strike - take second. ][
questing requiem: ][ take best*
Tesarik One: Go for it
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: ][+10 Tatician's Sense = 15 ][
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 70-sided dice: 68 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 11 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 8-sided dice: 6 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Unholy Toughness +7 DEF
questing requiem: [forgot that exra 1d]
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 70-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 29, anything else to add?
questing requiem: ][][ 11 + 13 + 8 (snowflake wardance) = 32 (enchantment on
velatum: Holy [dbl dmg to evil/certain creatures ][
Tesarik One: 37 actually, you forgot the 1d
Tesarik One: Holy 1.5 extra dmg
questing requiem: [ I rolled it, it just happened to be a 5 ha ][
Tesarik One: (oh sorry)
Tesarik One: 43 - 7 = 36
Tesarik One: Bones, and full skeletons fell from the charnel hound as it was
hacked and slashed.
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Gargoyle 44/?? [17] || Girard 0/47 [12] ||
Violeta 0/35 [22] || Daemian 0/30 [15] || Charnel Hound 36/?? [13] || Kyle
0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
Tesarik One: Vi-
Violeta Capraru: What was a swashbuckler to do? Crack her neck, pull her
falchions and take off right for that horribly scary hound directly off in
front of her. No sooner had the steel sounded its pull to freedom
Violeta Capraru: than did the springs of her hair strain with the speed set
to the travel of feet. She'd take a forthright approach, at first, running
straight for and under the belly of the Charnel Hound with one blade
Violeta Capraru: at each side, slicing from left legs to right as she went.
(Dual-Wield)
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (16)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 2 60-sided dice: 3 58
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 9 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 2 8-sided dice: 8 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +7 DEF
Violeta Capraru: (+12, Dex Fighter)
Tesarik One: 36-7 = 29
a merciful edge: He was just going to stop looking at targets in the future,
goodness. Damned thing wouldn't even be worth fighting by the time he got to
it at this rate.
questing requiem: [ ack +10 snowflake wardance (how do I keep forgoetting
that **]
Tesarik One: (too late, just remember it for next time)
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Gargoyle 44/?? [17] || Girard 0/47 [12] ||
Violeta 0/35 [22] || Daemian 0/30 [15] || Charnel Hound 65/?? [13] || Kyle
0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
Tesarik One: Dae-
DaemianBerazalle: ::He moved in towards the Charnel Hound. He would see to
it that he aided in this creature's departure from this fight. He moved in
to Girard's left flank, bringing his sword to bear, slashing in upon the same
area Girard had
DaemianBerazalle: started attacking::
OnlineHost: DaemianBerazalle rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ DaemianBerazalle scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
DaemianBerazalle: <9>
Tesarik One: Miss
Tesarik One: Charnel Hound-
Tesarik One: The creature was falling apart, it began to crash down, it was
held together by dark unholy magics but so much of it's body had been slashed
and beaten out of it. It began to fall, lurching it's claws to grab Violeta
within them,
Tesarik One: and it's disgusting maw of bones opened to bite down upon
Girard. (Vi, then Girard)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 20-sided dice: 4 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 7 Vi - Miss
Tesarik One: 14 Girard - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 70-sided dice: 28 45
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 3 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: + 10 = 29
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Gargoyle 44/50 [17] || Girard 29/47 [12] ||
Violeta 0/35 [22] || Daemian 0/30 [15] || Charnel Hound 65/70 [13] || Kyle
0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
questing requiem: ][ Cloak of Defense (+3), Spidersilk Armor (+6), Amulet of
Defense (+5) = 14 ]
Tesarik One: Noted.
Tesarik One: Kyle-
a merciful edge: Well, he was correct, it wasn't worth fighting anymore,
falling apart as it was. Nor was the gargoyle. Brow furrowed, and he walked
on over to the charnel hound, unfastening his baldric as he did, then gave
the thing a pommel strike
a merciful edge: with the longsword. No way was he going to unveil his new
weapon for this!
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (+10 quickness, +3 swordmaster bonus)
a merciful edge: (So 22)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 60-sided dice: 5 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 6-sided dice: 3 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +7 DEF
a merciful edge: (+10 dex. fighter, +3 swordmaster bonus)
Tesarik One: 13
Tesarik One: The beast fell into a pile of old bones and corpses, and the
crowd took up a BOOOOOOOO!
Tesarik One: Logen-
a merciful edge: That done, he set about fastening the longsword to his back
once again with a small sigh.
Roguish Luck: So should he approach the wrestling match between Fenris and
the Gargoyle? Last time he took someone else's kill, he tried hacking in to
him... Or, that wasn't personal, he was under mind control. Sure. Well, to
be done with, Logen
Roguish Luck: took a running leap at the beast and sent a double drop kick
in to the Gargoyle with both feet.[d]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ + 10 Quickness ]
Roguish Luck: 11
Roguish Luck: And of course, he'd freaking miss and go skidding across the
sand as he did so.[d]
Tesarik One: Miss
Tesarik One: Mira-
Roguish Luck: "Weeeeee!"[d]
melodic angeIs: Lips puckered up in as if she was tasting something sour.
"Well, fuck." The crossbow was loaded and she watched as everyone took off
into going after the creatures. Hmm.Aim fire at the gargoyle -d-
OnlineHost: melodic angeIs rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ melodic angeIs scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
melodic angeIs: 4
Tesarik One: The crowd broke out in a cheer!!!
Tesarik One: Miss
Roguish Luck: [ Dice Betrayal tonight. ]
melodic angeIs: She dropped her cross bow. "Nooooooo."
Tesarik One: One round to pick up crossbow!
Tesarik One: That's ok, there were more to fight. The stone against stone
sounded again and out walked two cocky lieutenants. Jacques and Germaine.
They had their weapons withdrawn, Jacques with spiked chain and a
Tesarik One: sword at his hip, and Germaine with his two punching daggers.
They grinned wickedly and began running towards them. Jacques got that spiked
chain a-swinging and went in towards Logen, bringing it
Tesarik One: against the front of his body, and Germaine headed for Daemian,
punching one dagger then the other into his chest and twisting.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 20-sided dice: 12 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 18 - Logen - miss
Tesarik One: 21 - Dae - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 65-sided dice: 56 42
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 15 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 5-sided dice: 4 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +6 = 30
Roguish Luck: [ Counterattack When Finished. ]
DaemianBerazalle: 6 def(chain shirt, Amulet of Armor +2)
Tesarik One: 24 to Dae
Tesarik One: Logen, go for the counter.
Roguish Luck: Good thing he was in mid slide when them Suckers came out and
about. Slipped passed him by a hair, Logen set his foot down and stopped
himself. The momentum had brought him up and into a spring loaded crouch.
With an explosion,
Roguish Luck: Logen came back at Jacques, sword drawing in one fleet motion
to strike across at him.[d]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ Quickness 10, Fighter's Weapon 3 ]
Roguish Luck: 26
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 52-sided dice: 35 35
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ Fighter's Weapon 3, Two-Handed 4+2, Weapon Alteration 2 ]
Roguish Luck: +11
Tesarik One: 31
Tesarik One: +4 DEF Chain Shirt
Tesarik One: 27
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Gargoyle 44/50 [17] || Girard 15/47 [12] ||
Violeta 0/35 [22] || Daemian 24/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20]
|| *Mira 0/23 [13] || Jacques 27/?? ]16] || Germaine 0/??
Tesarik One: [16]
Roguish Luck: "Haha! Suck on that, Frenchified Bastard!"[d]
Tesarik One: "Miss me?" He managed to get in before he was struck.
Tesarik One: Fenris-
A Cairn of Rage: Fenris slipped his left arm up higher behind the gargoyle,
fingers snaking around the point of the beasts chin. His other hand moved
upwards to close around the opposite side of the stone face.
A Cairn of Rage: Watching the blur of shadow that was a flying Logen, Fenris
snarled and jerked around in an attempt to tear the head from those jagged
shoulders.
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
A Cairn of Rage: (17)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 2 74-sided dice: 12 34
Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 4 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
A Cairn of Rage: (as stated: 17 = 27 total)
Tesarik One: +6 DEF
Tesarik One: That stone beastie's head was ripped clean off, and the rest of
it's body collapsed.
A Cairn of Rage: Fenris cocked his arm back and hurled into the darkness
above the arena before he turned to look at the newest threats.
Tesarik One: Fenris would find that he was pelted with small rocks from the
'audience' as a BOOOOOOOO!!! was heard again.
Tesarik One: Girard-
questing requiem: Had Girard ever announced how much he loathed Charnel
Hounds? Because the Nightsinger surely knew by how much the minstrel was
cursing the now battered and broken hound. Coming away from the rather
unpleasant experience with that
questing requiem: falling hound left Girard trying to focus - and then there
were vampires. Would wonders never cease.. oh.. it was just those two! Course
he went after Jacques.. it felt familiar! Humming quite merrily as the dance
began and applicat
questing requiem: ion to the prime oppurtunities he saw would be capiltized
on.. if he didn't happen to you know..lose focus on them. -d
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: ][17][
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 70-sided dice: 23 12
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 8-sided dice: 1 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: ][18 (+Holy- if weak to ][
Tesarik One: Turn it Back - reflect
Tesarik One: 26
questing requiem: ][14][
Tesarik One: As Girard came for him, he began to twist that spiked chain of
his around and around and as he came in closer he used it to stop the man and
turn his attack right back on him as he released him and his weapons.
Tesarik One: (14 DEF or 14 total you take?)
questing requiem: ][ 14 def ][
Tesarik One: 12
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 0/35 [22] ||
Daemian 24/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || *Mira 0/23 [13] ||
Jacques 27/?? ]16] || Germaine 0/?? [16]
Tesarik One: Bet they missed poor old Falqun about now.
Tesarik One: Vi-
questing requiem: Girard didn't.. woman hit him with positive energy once!-d
Violeta Capraru: Germaine. She remembered him swallowing a staff when last
they'd met. Grinning, she set off from her spot, jumping over the dead bodies
left from the hound and 'flew' her way towards the daggered
Violeta Capraru: bastard. There were no words needed that her wide smile
could not convey.. she was going to have fun slicing in to him all over
again. A glint of steel twisted around the legs of the man on her way around
Violeta Capraru: him, where she'd hunch on her legs enough to flip backwards
without the need of a supporting hand. The flip drew the tips of swords up
vertically, one along the back of either of Germaine's legs,
Violeta Capraru: from just below knees to the dimples of his ass. (Battle
Rager +1d)
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (29)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 2 60-sided dice: 48 56
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 16 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 2 8-sided dice: 4 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (+12)
Tesarik One: +4 DEF
Tesarik One: 39 - 4 = 35
Violeta Capraru: ((didn't roll the extra 1d))
Tesarik One: You can go ahead, but he's dead.
Violeta Capraru: Dead works. No need))
Tesarik One: Yet again Germaine found himself dead in a questionable manner
as his ass was slit open, and he fell in a puddle of old blood, staining the
sand around him.
Tesarik One: Dae-
DaemianBerazalle: ::He was caught unawares by the Vampires they'd put down
once before. It made him wonder about whether or not they'd see Aaron here
as well. He was prepared for that, prepared for any Vampire to come, really.
He wasn't prepared,
DaemianBerazalle: however, for how quickly Germaine attacked him.
Dangerously close to falling victim to those wounds, he gave a nod in thanks
to Vi before pulling a potion from his pack(10 hp) and drinking it down. He
looked about then, trying to
DaemianBerazalle: take note of where the next foe might come from so he
could warn the group upon their arrival:: <d>
Tesarik One: Noted healing.
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 0/35 [22] ||
Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || *Mira 0/23 [13] ||
Jacques 27/32 ]16]
Tesarik One: Kyle-
a merciful edge: This was perhaps not as exciting as he'd hoped. He made a
point of yawning, and had a look around the arena, not wanting to be caught
by surprise if more folks decided to enter the fray. Was it even round 2 yet?
Hard to say. As for
a merciful edge: Jacques, he figured Logen had that under control.
a merciful edge: (pass)
Tesarik One: Logen-
Roguish Luck: Jacques had been distracted Girard, though...poor Girard. He
just didn't have much luck this evening. Logen was quick to take advantage of
the notion and brought the sword back around in a diagonal strike aimed from
shoulder to hip
Roguish Luck: trying to end the vampire.[d]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ 20 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 52-sided dice: 27 47
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ +11 = 29 ]
Tesarik One: Jacques faded into mist that swirled a bit as he attacked, then
reappeared a few feet away, sans damage. (Mist Form - evade)
Tesarik One: Mira- Pickin' up her weapon!
melodic angeIs: Droping to her knee, she grabbed up her crossbow. "Fuck."
-d-
Tesarik One: There was a whirlwind in the center of the arena, sand flinging
and flying around, then it fell away to reveal a certain young druid named
Reece that had gotten away from them when he'd stolen that
Tesarik One: pulsing heartstone. He had his quarterstaff with him, and an
ethereal glow about him as he was using his Spirit Armor. He ran with a cry
towards Kyle, sending the staff's end into his chest hoping to
Tesarik One: knock his breath from him. (Savage Blessing +2 Strike)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 23
a merciful edge: (Quickstep, avoids one attack)
Tesarik One: Hit
Tesarik One: Noted
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 0/35 [22] ||
Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 0/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13] ||
Reece 0/?? [15] || Jacques 27/32 ]16]
Tesarik One: Jacques-
a merciful edge: Naturally, someone would show up and attack him when he
wasn't quite ready to fight back. He blinked and darted backwards quickly,
hand moving onto the hilt of the shortsword once again, though he didn't draw
it just yet. He did
a merciful edge: grin to his opponent, however. "Well hi there."
Tesarik One: Jacques moved away a few steps from Logen and whoever else had
decided to get close to him, then he darted again, those punching daggers
readied in hand. As they were punched into Logen's stomach, he also leaned
down and ripped his
Tesarik One: teeth into Logen's neck, and began to drain blood. (2 Attacks
on Logen)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 20-sided dice: 11 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 17, 26 - 1 hit, the bite
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 65-sided dice: 43 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +6 = 16 - 4 healing to Jacques
Roguish Luck: [ No Defense? ]
Tesarik One: Attack to the neck/shoulder, if you have armor that'll stop it
go for it.
a merciful edge: Maybe all these dang vampires would make gorgets come back
into fashion.
Roguish Luck: [ +5 Mark of the Get Pendant, Acrobatic Backstab if possible ]
Tesarik One: go for it
Roguish Luck: Logen had managed to move to the side, twisting his body to
avoid the daggers, but he leaned too far. Too close he came to Jacques and
that bastard latched on to his neck. "Gurrah!" Logen did his best to shoulder
the leech off and
Roguish Luck: bring the sword straight up to flay the bastard in half with
the Bastard in hands.[d]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ 20 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 52-sided dice: 47 24
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 9 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ +11 = 25 ]
Tesarik One: +4 DEF
Tesarik One: 21
Tesarik One: Flayed in half!
Roguish Luck: From fruits to face.[d]
Tesarik One: As Jacques was killed, the audience went crazy again and they'd
all find themselves pelted with rocks, pieces of wood, even rotten fruits and
vegetables and a resounding BOOOOOOO was heard. Then someone shouted, "We
wanna see more
Tesarik One: BLOOD!" And then from the darkness of the audience there was a
flutter, and old Berserker Lord Thorulf Silkbeard himself jumped down with a
thud from that massively high wall, and then the brooch around his neck began
to unfold and
Tesarik One: cover him with a clatter of metal in half-plate. "Hurrah! We
meet again!" shouted Silkbeard as he brandished his two-bladed sword!
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 0/35 [22] ||
Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 11/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13] ||
Reece 0/?? [15] || Silkbeard 0/?? [17]
Tesarik One: Mira-
melodic angeIs: She looked so confused. Who were these people? She ducked
from being pelted with a rotting cabbage, narrowing her eyes on the darkness
of the crowds. Then all the suddenly there was man jumping in, or was he man
as his body was
melodic angeIs: covered in metal. "ummmm...." She placed a new bolt into the
crossbow and rose it up. It better hit someone dang it. So she fired at
Silkbeard. -d-
OnlineHost: melodic angeIs rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ melodic angeIs scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
melodic angeIs: ( 6 )
melodic angeIs: Dropped her bow again! -d-
Tesarik One: It hit his armor and fell away, and the long-beared old man
rang out, "Ha! You can do better than that! Make this worth fighting, haaaa!"
Tesarik One: Reece-
A Cairn of Rage: Fenris watched as the man he knew as unable to keep his
hand on his sword refused to attack. Hearing a bolt fire and a weapon drop
again, he just snarled out his next word. "Sveks."
Tesarik One: Reece, the young druid, made for Kyle again as his quarterstaff
took on a greenish glow (Shillelagh), and he brought it up against Kyle's
head.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 22
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 44 27
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 9 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 8-sided dice: 2 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +5 = 24
a merciful edge: (Ah, sorry, was afk briefly! Avoid blow attempt)
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 5-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (Defense = 23, only takes 1 damage from strain)
Tesarik One: Miss
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 0/35 [22] ||
Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 1/34 [20] || Logen 11/27 [20] || *Mira 0/23 [13]
|| Reece 0/?? [15] || Silkbeard 0/?? [17]
Tesarik One: Silkbeard-
Tesarik One: Silkbeard liked the fight, he enjoyed the blood and combat
quite a bit. He'd about begged them for a fight when they'd come into his
tomb. With a grin, he held that blade of his firmly and made for Fenris, he
looked fun to fight! He
a merciful edge: He summoned up a bit of magic and leaned back and out of
the way of that, some muscle somewhere pulling a bit in the process, since
his body wasn't supposed to move that quickly. "Oh come now, surely you can
do better than that."
Tesarik One: slashed at him one way, then the other as he cried out, "Come
hither big beastie, fight to the death!"
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 22
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 74-sided dice: 43 24
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 8 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 8-sided dice: 6 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +5 = 20
Tesarik One: "Silkbeard, Silkbeard, Silkbeard, Silkbeard!" cried the
audience!
A Cairn of Rage: (Defense: Unarmed Tech: 7 | Bruised Armor: 2 | Bracers of
Armor: 5 = 14)
Tesarik One: 6
Tesarik One: Fenris 6/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 0/35 [22] ||
Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 1/34 [20] || Logen 11/27 [20] || *Mira 0/23 [13]
|| Reece 0/?? [15] || Silkbeard 0/?? [17]
Tesarik One: Fenris-
A Cairn of Rage: His arms thrown up across his face as the blade came
around, stopping most of the force of the blow, though some cut down
regardless. Looking up towards the King he snarled out his words. "Cowards
use armor and weapons." The
A Cairn of Rage: flat of his rough hand slapping the blade out to the side
as Fenris stepped inwards. His right hand violently snapping upwards to send
his fist up and into the bottom of Silkbeard's jawline.
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
A Cairn of Rage: (16)
Tesarik One: Miss
Tesarik One: "Ha! You call Lord Thorulf Silkbeard a coward for wearing armor
and wielding a magnificent blade? Yet I see something bound 'round your own
thick arms, you cowardly brute!" said Silkbeard as he moved
Tesarik One: out of the way of that fist.
Tesarik One: Girard-
a merciful edge: He liked this guy. Shame he was an enemy.
questing requiem: That sounded like Silkbeard, hard to forget the fellow..
what the minstrel questioned was that this Silkbeard was alive. He did not
trust this, this was illusion.. there was a trick to this absurb little arena
and he was damn well
questing requiem: going to find it, if he could focus at any rate. While
Velatum remained in his grasp, the minstrel put his attention elsewhere..
looking around but not truly searching for anything impaticular. The answer
was there.. among them,
questing requiem: the booing specatators.. somewhere. ][Insight check or
whatever is more befit of the action][
Tesarik One: Go for it. Insight is fine.
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: Stop looking at the sand Girard...-d
Tesarik One: He just isn't sure what the fuck is going on quite yet.
Tesarik One: While Girard was paying attention to whatever it was he was
doing...that evil yet sexy Mistress of Lashes appeared suddenly behind him,
and with a wicked grin she lashed out with her bladed whip
Tesarik One: against Girard's back trying to rip right up his spine, tugged
the whip back and went at him again, this one wrapping around his neck and
digging into the flesh. (dual wield)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 28
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 3 80-sided dice: 65 69 34
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 26 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +8 = 43
questing requiem: ][ Ethereal Enchament - Spidersilk Armor (evade
1/adventure)
Tesarik One: Well that pissed off the Mistress.
Tesarik One: Fenris 6/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Mistress 0/?? [20] ||
Violeta 0/35 [22] || Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 1/34 [20] || Logen 11/27 [20]
|| *Mira 0/23 [13] || Reece 0/?? [15] || Silkbeard 0/??
Tesarik One: [17]
Tesarik One: Vi-
Violeta Capraru: Violeta saw the two come in, eyeing Reece a moment, though
ultimately making for the crazy looking fucker going after the 'big guy.' She
still hadn't quite caught or remembered Fenris' name. She
Violeta Capraru: wasn't sure which. Regardless! Vi made for Beardy,
maneuvering in and around the giant men to slash at the tendons and hinge in
the back of the man's neck, right at the base of his skull, with one sword,
Violeta Capraru: which was timed perfectly with a second blade across his
shoulders. Since Fenris had him grappled, she might as well take advantage of
that! (Combat Bonus +1d)
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (27)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 3 60-sided dice: 24 50 28
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 13 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 2 8-sided dice: 7 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (+12)
Tesarik One: 35
Tesarik One: (Battle Sense - Reflect)
Tesarik One: Beardy was ready, too ready. He'd gotten away from Fenris just
in time to see Vi coming at him, and with a loud "HAHA! I see your move, and
turn it back around to thee, m'lady!" That weapon and quick footing caught
the incoming
Tesarik One: blades, and turned it right back around towards her own throat.
He was a nice enough guy, but he played for keeps.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: (oops sorry about the roll)
Tesarik One: 35
Tesarik One: Def?
Violeta Capraru: ((None covering her throat.))
Tesarik One: Vi is KO'd, and will be dead in one round if she does not get
at least 1hp of healing.
Tesarik One: Fenris 6/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Mistress 0/?? [20] ||
Violeta 35/35 [22] || Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 1/34 [20] || Logen 11/27
[20] || *Mira 0/23 [13] || Reece 0/?? [15] || Silkbeard 0/??
Tesarik One: [17]
Tesarik One: Dae-
DaemianBerazalle: ::He wasn't quite sure what to do to end things here. The
crowd wanted blood, his companions were getting wounded, and more and more
the blood that was spilt was awakening him. He moved quickly, shoving the
thirst aside as he
a merciful edge: Well at least Vi could join him in the Slashed Throats Club
now!
Tesarik One: The crowd was going NUTS over Vi's KO though. Screaming and
hooting and hollerin'.
DaemianBerazalle: reached Vi, moving her out of reach of Silkbeard as he
took a potion, tilting it to her lips and helping her drink it slowly(10hp)::
Tesarik One: Noted.
Tesarik One: Fenris 6/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Mistress 0/?? [20] ||
Violeta 25/35 [22] || Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 1/34 [20] || Logen 11/27
[20] || *Mira 0/23 [13] || Reece 0/?? [15] || Silkbeard 0/??
Tesarik One: [17]
Tesarik One: Kyle-
a merciful edge: Alright, time to teach this stick-wielding nut to stop
swinging at him. He inched towards him a bit, and then darted in and drew a
sword. Which one? Not the one he'd had his hand on. His longsword came out of
its sheath, and
a merciful edge: immediately set to a flurry of quick, precise slashes and
thrusts, all aimed right at poor Reece's fingers, with a final slice aimed at
a wrist. Let's see him continue fighting if that managed to connect! (Combat
bonus, extra 1d)
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Hit
a merciful edge: (+10 quickness, +3 swordmaster = 29)
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 3 60-sided dice: 28 41 35
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 14 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (Same +13 for a total of 30)
a merciful edge: Hopefully that took at least a finger or two.
Tesarik One: +3 DEF ...doesn't matter though, that snot nosed bratty kid
druid was out of the fight, crying like a baby as he fell over and bled out
of his wrist and fingers onto the sand until he died.
a merciful edge: Except he wouldn't die, because Kyle wouldn't let him.
a merciful edge: Merciful and all.
Tesarik One: Well he just kept crying like a snotty baby then.
Tesarik One: Logen-
Roguish Luck: Logen was furious. This was the second time he saw Violeta
fall to her own recklessness. But who was to blame? That double sword
wielding old fool. Logen locked his wrists as his hand gripped down on to the
Bastard in hand. He did
a merciful edge: And got Kyle telling him he'd be okay while his wounds were
being bandaged up. (brb)
Roguish Luck: not care that he picked a fight with Fenris. Silkbeard had
picked a fight with Logen when he touched Violeta. Logen would swing a little
wide to the
Roguish Luck: outside before his shoulder corrected and elbows bent to form
a circular stab of the sword in to the old man.[d]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ 26 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 52-sided dice: 24 33
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ +11 = 24 ]
Tesarik One: +7 DEF
Tesarik One: 17
Tesarik One: As Silkbeard was stabbed, he spit out blood and snarled at
Logen. "I see.... you've got a weakness do ya? That pretty thing? You'll see
me gut 'er before this is over, brute!"
Roguish Luck: "You sunuVABITCH!" Logen spat at him as his strike might have
ended the man, he was damn sure hoping he felt every inch he penetrated in to
him.[d]
Tesarik One: Fenris 6/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Mistress 0/?? [20] ||
Violeta 25/35 [22] || Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 1/34 [20] || Logen 11/27
[20] || *Mira 0/23 [13] || Silkbeard 17/?? [17]
Tesarik One: Reece sniffled and looked up at Kyle, then tugged out a bone
handled dagger and shoved it into his stomach. "Stupid bastard. You should
have let me die."
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 20
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 10 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 4-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +5 = 7 ..... but it was the thought that counted, right?
Tesarik One: Mira- picks up her weapon again!
Tesarik One: Fenris 6/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Mistress 0/?? [20] ||
Violeta 25/35 [22] || Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 8/34 [20] || Logen 11/27
[20] || *Mira 0/23 [13] || Silkbeard 17/?? [17]
Tesarik One: Silkbeard-
Tesarik One: Silkbeard was a man of his word. Though, he also had a blade
that had two sides, which meant he could target two people if he wanted! He
started with a slash into Logen's upper arm and shoulder, then spun and sent
the other side of
Tesarik One: his blade into Vi's stomach in a horizontal slash, laughing
merrily! "Blood, gore, death, destruction, ha!"
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 20-sided dice: 6 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 13 - Logen - Miss
Tesarik One: Vi - Miss
Violeta Capraru: (Skill: Counterattack)
Tesarik One: Go for it
Roguish Luck: Time had taken it's toll on the old man. Logen was quick to
withdraw the Bastard and catch one blade and even stepped in the way of to
swing the Bastard around to smash the blade down from Violeta.[d]
Roguish Luck: "...You were saying?"[d]
a merciful edge: (was afk as I said, +3 cloak of defense, +5 amulet of
armor)
Violeta Capraru: She didn't much remember the hot sear of blades at her
throat, not until she was coughing out a bit of blood mixed with potion.
Cinnamon eyes focused on Dae's face as she came to, the wounds healing
Violeta Capraru: well enough to stop the blood and at least bring her back
to whatever fucked up place this was. Nodding a thanks, since she didn't have
the want to talk right then, Vi went to rise, narrowing her eyes
Violeta Capraru: on Beardy. She'd saw Logen go for him, heard what was spoke
and just barely got her sights on the monster when he slashed down at her.
Snapping up with her blades, Vi skidded around on her knees and
Violeta Capraru: stabbed doubly in to the meat of his thighs, wrenching
upwards.
Tesarik One: His face was growing red, he was growing angry. His little
quips ended, and he felt the power go through his body.
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (17)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 2 60-sided dice: 7 27
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 3 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 2 8-sided dice: 7 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (+12)
Tesarik One: +7 DEF
Tesarik One: 27 - 7 - 20
Tesarik One: Suddenly, the lights went out. Darkness filled the arena, the
audience got deathly silent.
DaemianBerazalle: <<Darksight
Tesarik One: Those with darksight would see Reece, Mistress of Lashes, and
Silkbeard poof, just disappear, leaving their blood behind.
Roguish Luck: [ Blindfight ]
A Cairn of Rage: [Skill: Blindfight: Fight without use of sight]
a merciful edge: Well that wasn't a good thing to happen when he was just
about to crack Reese in the head with the hilt of his own weapon for trying
that stab. He did pull the shortsword just a little bit out of the sheath to
let the glow from it
Tesarik One: Then the lights came back up, and standing in the midst of the
arena was a wisp of a girl, a changeling named Annika, a member of Runik.
She was so little she could be confused for a child. Her voice sounded out,
echoing about the
a merciful edge: allow him to see that the kid had indeed disappeared. He
sheathed the weapon once more and stood up, looking over to Annika and
narrowing his eyes.
Violeta Capraru: Unable to see anything, Vi stood there with her blades,
backing towards where she knew Logen to be. "Logen?" Her voice was hardly
there, given the condition of her throat. She'd barely got next to him by the
time the lights popped
Tesarik One: arena, "You will stay here, until only two remain. There is no
way out, and no way in unless Runik wills it." She smiled oh so sweetly to
Kyle, and gave him a wiggle of her fingers, then completely disappeared,
leaving them
Violeta Capraru: back up.. to reveal.. a kid. -d-
Tesarik One: alone. Save for the cries that were heard again from the
"audience" if there even was one.
a merciful edge: She might be given a wave of a middle finger if he hadn't
been occupied reading to draw his longsword again. Oh well.
Tesarik One: Awww. Poor sweet Annika, she just wanted to be loved.
Tesarik One: Fenris 6/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 25/35 [22] ||
Daemian 14/30 [15] || Kyle 1/34 [20] || Logen 11/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
Roguish Luck: "Yeah..." Logen had set his eyes towards Fenris, wondering
just what the Zorcan would do in the circumstance.[d]
Tesarik One: Dae-
a merciful edge: "Well that all sounded like a load of nonsense. There's
always another way out of these places." What it might be? He had no idea, he
wasn't a dimensional mage.
A Cairn of Rage: He felt the weight of Logen's eyes on him, turning his head
so that he could level his own wild eyes upon the man. His head tilting one
direction then the next as the bones cracked and popped, big hand turning
into bigger fists. The
A Cairn of Rage: Northman had seen where Logen's allegiance lay.
DaemianBerazalle: ::He looked about the group, shaking his head slightly as
he rose to his full height:: I won't fight any of you, I don't care what
supposed rules they throw at us. ::He slammed his blade home to its
scabbard, shaking his head
melodic angeIs: Mira rubbed at the side of her nose. She was starting to get
nervous, finally. The kid had sent her over the edge from confusion. Still
itching at the side of her nose, she came in closer to the group. Pulling out
her longsword.
DaemianBerazalle: gently at the foolishness of what they faced and moved off
to see if he cound find a door he could try to open, heading towards that
which the Vampires had arrived by::
melodic angeIs: wasting the bolt was stupid at this point....A toe dug into
the ground below them. Pushing the sand around. -d-
Roguish Luck: That sensation of being stared at by a hungry dog seemed to
wash over Logen. He'd seen the Zorcan turn three knights in to canned meat in
a little under ten seconds. Logen was easing back towards Violeta, pushing
her away from the
Tesarik One: Dae you may roll a Spot.
Tesarik One: It looks like solid stone.
OnlineHost: DaemianBerazalle rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ DaemianBerazalle scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
DaemianBerazalle: <27>
A Cairn of Rage: [Eyeballs.]
Tesarik One: You find the very slight markings of where the "gate" was
located worked into the engravings. Opening it was another matter of course.
Roguish Luck: giant of a man. Slowly, Logen would set his Bastard back in
it's scabbard, not once letting his eyes fall away from Fenris.[d]
Tesarik One: Kyle - fight, heal, something else?
Violeta Capraru: Vi turned her eyes over towards Logen, then followed his
sights towards Fenris, too, being guided back. For once, the gypsy didn't'
argue. -d-
Tesarik One: Logen, Mira, either of you going to attack anyone?
Roguish Luck: [ Drink a potion if I can. ]
a merciful edge: He took a moment to let some magic wash on over him to heal
up that bit of strain he'd taken. (1 point of self heal)
Tesarik One: Go for it.
melodic angeIs: ( Pass, Mira is just playing in the sand at the moment )
DaemianBerazalle: ::He eyed the edges of the gate's engravings, placing his
left hand along the edge so he'd not lose sight of it, waving over anyone who
would be paying attention::
Tesarik One: Fenris- (go ahead and post your heal pot Logen)
Tesarik One: Kyle's heal noted.
Roguish Luck: Logen took a potion from his belt, two in fact, one for
himself and one for Violeta. He'd pop his own top and set the fluid passed
his gums and down his throat.[ 10 HP ]
Tesarik One: Logen heal noted.
A Cairn of Rage: Fenris looked down at his arm before reaching back into his
belt and drawing out his own potion. Sucking it down he tossed the empty
vessel over his shoulder and looked over at the two people working together.
He didn't know who
A Cairn of Rage: would walk out, but he heard the rules, and he saw the
cards being split. In a voice that sounded as cold as a gravestone and rough
as the edge of a thunderhead, he spoke. "Let's be done with this."
Tesarik One: As they stood there, all around the arena there was the sound
of hissing, and then a cloud of something began to pour into the arena.
Tesarik One: Everyone roll an Endurance please.
OnlineHost: DaemianBerazalle rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Tesarik One: ~*~ DaemianBerazalle scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
DaemianBerazalle: <8>
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ 10 ]
questing requiem: The darkness told the minstrel all he really needed to
know, leaving him all the reason in the word to simply retrieve and down the
potion in his possession. By the time the 'lights' came back on the minstrel
Was certainly less
Violeta Capraru: (10)
questing requiem: than pleased with the whole lot of it.
a merciful edge: He lifted a brow at the huge guy's statement. "Well you're
certainly welcome to punch yourself to death and give the rest of us a chance
to get out, if you want to play by their rules." And then hissing and stuff!
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (17)
OnlineHost: melodic angeIs rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ melodic angeIs scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
melodic angeIs: ( 21 )
OnlineHost: A Cairn of Rage rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ A Cairn of Rage scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
A Cairn of Rage: (26)
Tesarik One: Kyle, Fenris, Mira are unaffected by the poison.
Tesarik One: Girard, Violeta, Dae, Logen find themselves enraged, and cannot
tell who is friend from foe. When you look at your companions, you see your
worst enemies, those who you wish you could harm, or even kill. For one
round, you MUST
Tesarik One: attack one of your companions. Kyle, Fenris, Mira -- it's up to
you if you wish to attack.
a merciful edge: He on the other hand, was going to see what Daemian was
finding over by the wall. Clearly there were areas of stone that would slide
on up, perhaps there was some escape to be had thataway.
Tesarik One: Girard-
melodic angeIs: Something stank. Her nose wrinkled up and she waved it from
her face. A small shrug, she looked around for a place to look at it. It was
mainly where the carvings were. -d-
questing requiem: The beginnings of a brillant deception began to form..
only to be driven back by a cloud of rage causing poison. Just as if an overt
amount of negative energy channeled into his body the minstrel felt a keen,
negative emotion.. just
questing requiem: one in place of the many. It colored his perceptions,
pushed Girard towards seeing something that was not truly there at all.
Unforunately for those he was entrapped along side.. it as not a pleasant
thing to because the focus of
questing requiem: angry minstrel with daddy-issues. ... It could be
hilarious though.. with the right mindset. Alas chose at random... they all
looked the same too him.. and really that didn't fi nd all that much
questioning at all.
questing requiem: [ 1d6 for random target.
questing requiem: [5*
questing requiem: ][...ha.
Roguish Luck: ((You had it right.))
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 70-sided dice: 31 55
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 13 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 2 8-sided dice: 2 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: ][ 29 dmg. holy, phantom ][
Tesarik One: (sorry, dealing with IM's. was there a Strike?)
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: ][19
questing requiem: ][was now
Tesarik One: who are you hitting?
questing requiem: ][random
Tesarik One: Violeta then.
Tesarik One: Miss
Tesarik One: Dae I mean. Hit
DaemianBerazalle: <<Yeah, my defense doesn't matter with that hit.
Tesarik One: 29
Tesarik One: Dae out. Dead on the sands.
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 27/47 [12] || Violeta 25/35 [22] ||
Daemian 43/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 1/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
Tesarik One: Violeta-
Violeta Capraru: The poison took hold, enraging her without thought of her
well-being, without care for the potion that had been placed in hand. Pupils
went large, teeth gritted and in a matter of seconds she took
Violeta Capraru: off with a sword in each hand. Every flip and twist fell in
precise, spinning her one way to feign the other, flipping back only to twist
and spring to the side-though all of it ended in a sudden jump
Violeta Capraru: up behind her target, slamming her blades down in vertical
lines from shoulderblades to hips.
Violeta Capraru: (random target - 1d5)
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 5-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Logen
OnlineHost: Violeta Capraru rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Violeta Capraru scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Violeta Capraru: (18)
Tesarik One: Miss
Tesarik One: Kyle- You can attempt to open the door that you and Dae found,
but it'll take a strength roll to get it up.
a merciful edge: Sure, why not.
OnlineHost: a merciful edge rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ a merciful edge scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
a merciful edge: (9)
Tesarik One: It doesn't even budge.
Tesarik One: Logen-
Roguish Luck: [ I'm gonna roll this 1d5, and I'll be the unlucky bastard to
have to fight Fenris...I know it's going to happen. ]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 5-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: ((Maybe not.))
DaemianBerazalle: ::He was caught unawares by the sudden attack, no way to
block or defend. He'd been close to turning on his allies, the thought was
there to feed. He looked at Girard with a smile as he saved Dae from having
done something
DaemianBerazalle: regrettable before he fell:: <d>
a merciful edge: Well with this thing not even moving, he decided to turn to
see what the others were up to. "Little help..anyone?" Blink. Were they all
fighting each other? Splendid.
Tesarik One: Kyle by SBO
Roguish Luck: Kyle. That was close to Kythin, wasn't it? He sure as Hell
looked like him currently. Logen wasn't a silent kinda guy either in a fight.
He didn't stalk his pray. He yelled at it. Screamed at it. Until blood was
wrenched free from
Roguish Luck: vocal chords and a hoarse warcry sounded. "C'mere you dirty
shitbag!" Logen held nothing but hate in his eyes. He was Furious.[d]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ 31 ]
questing requiem: [ Dunno who's more insulted.. Kyle or Kythin.. ]
Roguish Luck: (( rofl ))
a merciful edge: He'd been called worse. Probably smelled worse too.
Tesarik One: Hit
a merciful edge: "I don't think you want to do that..." Said as Logen came
screaming at him. But well...apparently Logen did want it.
Roguish Luck: The Bastard was brought out and set in to a horizontal slash
across Kyle's backside. He was wanting to cut him in twain.[d]
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 52-sided dice: 7 43
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Roguish Luck rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Roguish Luck scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Roguish Luck: [ +11 = 25 ]
a merciful edge: (Roundel, reflects damage back on the attacker.)
Tesarik One: 25 to Logen, def?
Roguish Luck: [ 16, Spiderweave, Bracers and Pendant. ]
Tesarik One: 9
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 0/47 [12] || Violeta 25/35 [22] ||
Daemian 43/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 10/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
Tesarik One: Mira-
a merciful edge: He got his longsword out of its sheath in a hurry to block
that, angling it away from himself, then giving a flick of his wrist and a
shove to send the hilt of Logen's sword right back at his face.
a merciful edge: Or guts, whichever worked better.
Roguish Luck: Logen had to release the hilt of his sword to brace for the
dance of a sword. The Fighter should have known better than to go against a
Swordsman. He was taken aback from it, wondering why blood was being let and
he was looking Kyle
melodic angeIs: Looking away from the wall, she turned and fough everyone
was fighting. A finger itched down the side of her nose. Well, she wasn't
sure as hell even going near anyone. She barely knew how to a swing a sword,
she leaned on one of
Roguish Luck: up with shocked eyes, "The Hell was that for!?"[d]
melodic angeIs: the carvings. Nope. Safe right here. -d- ( pass )
Tesarik One: Fenris-
a merciful edge: "Are you asking why you just cracked yourself with your own
sword hilt? Because that was all you. I warned you not to come at me." Since
Logen didn't seem to be in much of a fighting mood anymore, he stepped back
and lowered his
a merciful edge: sword, but didn't put it away just yet. "Help me open the
wall here?" Said with a tilt of his head towards where he'd tried to tug it
open.
A Cairn of Rage: There was a war going on beneath the flesh of the Named
Man. One voice, distant and far was telling him to help those people.
Screaming that they were allies, even if poor ones. The other, demanded
blood. Oceans of it. Snarling as
A Cairn of Rage: he shook his head like a dog trying to rid itself of water,
he moved to the door and dropped down low. Rough ands sinking down beneath
the blood colored sand and finding the bottom of the stone. Every muscle in
his body quivering
A Cairn of Rage: and trembling as he slowly rose back to his feet. Those
beryl eyes flickered back and forth as the pupils expanded to consume them
and shrunk back down. The doorway was lifted upwards as he set it down upon
his ow shoulders letting
A Cairn of Rage: those that would, leave. (Skill: titan's Grip: Pass
strength check once a day) When those that had the mind to flee were gone, he
just let it drop behind them. He had tried to run from himself before. He
wouldn;t do it now. He was
A Cairn of Rage: a bloodletter. The destroyer. The Bloodied. He'd stay in
their place and stain the sands once again.
Tesarik One: The door was open, darkness on the other side, anyone that
wishes to leave that way, go now!
Violeta Capraru: When Vi's mind swam its way back out of whatever the hell
it'd gone, she'd blink rapidly, forward in a look towards the scene and to
the others. Disoriented and confused, she replaced her blades then
Violeta Capraru: leaned to pick up the potion she'd dropped, then stood,
placing a hand at her throat upon stepping forward. Dae caught her sights,
bringing her to move quickly in his direction. The potion was fed in
Violeta Capraru: to her pocket, a coin pulled free, and she'd go about
setting it in to bring him back from death. Having never done so before, Vi
wasn't sure how long this would take.. and so started to try and tug
Violeta Capraru: him along the bloodied sand, trying her damnedest to get to
the door that Fenris opened. -d-
questing requiem: Girard wasn't much for games at this point, least not
those of those who thought this bullshit was a good on idea on their part.
Especially not when what they were pulling caused him to quite literally cut
down one of his own. When
Violeta Capraru: [Rezz Coin used on Dae]
Tesarik One: Noted.
a merciful edge: Well he'd certainly not like to stay and attack allies, or
be attacked by them. So with a quick 'thanks' to Fenris, he went on through
that door.
Tesarik One: Fenris 0/60 [16] || Girard 0/47 [12] || Violeta 25/35 [22] ||
Daemian 29/30 [15] || Kyle 0/34 [20] || Logen 10/27 [20] || Mira 0/23 [13]
melodic angeIs: Seeing the huge Northman open the door, she started for ir
quickly. Lets face it. The people here knew how to slaughter people better
then she. She was trying to learn! Just failing at it since she kept dropping
her weapon. She
Roguish Luck: Logen wasn't ready for a brawl with the Bloodied. At least for
now. Violeta was hurt, Logen was hurt, Hell, he even hurt himself. Logen went
to Violeta's side and grabbed another side of Dae and simply dragged him
along as well to
Roguish Luck: the exit.[d]
questing requiem: his mind was his own again.. the minstrel was lifting up
the deceased, or recently deceased, Daemian.. either carrying or dragging the
man with(or behind him) on his way to the exit Fenris had opened for them..
though not before
Tesarik One: The rezz is instant.
DaemianBerazalle: ::He shook himself awake. He was cold, anyone who had
attempted to help him would take note of that first and foremost. He used
his wits more than anything else to help them help him through the door::
Violeta Capraru: Vi made sure Dae came to, then ran towards Logen. She'd
take off through the door with him.
questing requiem: using Velatum to slash at the nearest surface and leave a
mark.. " This entire place.. will sink into the Dark... " Whatever the hell
that meant.. a bit of bluffing on his part.. a tug on the conduit between he
and the plane of
Roguish Luck: Dae felt cold because he was dead. Logen knew nothing more.[d]
melodic angeIs: flexed her hand. Making a mad dash to the door. When she was
on the way, she stopped to see abuot Dae, she couldn't leave him. The dead
shall rise. She moved to the door. Keeping capacious amounts of space between
Fenris and herself
questing requiem: shadows to stick some of that shadowstuff to the
etching..and then he'd make his exit.. (bluff check.. just because (against
any voyuers from Runik or whatnot)]
OnlineHost: questing requiem rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ questing requiem scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
melodic angeIs: , stopping to look at him. "Thank you." A friendly smile and
she was heading into the darkness. Eyes closed too and breath head. -d-
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
questing requiem: ][29][
Tesarik One: He marked the place. Whatever that means! :)
Tesarik One: "So you will turn on each other, with the right incentive and
perhaps a little bit of alchemical know-how. Hahahaha." The voice boomed.
Everything went dark again, and laughter continued to roar
Tesarik One: through the arena, so loud that they could hear nothing else.
The magical darkness in the arena, and beyond the door that Fenris had opened
was so thick that it seemed it was suffocating them, wrapping
Tesarik One: around them, entangling them. They'd wake up, wherever the last
place they'd been on Arith, still feeling as if they could not breathe until
a deep breath was taken and their eyes opened. A dream? A
Tesarik One: horrible dream? Maybe. But Violeta would have a sore neck and a
small cut with dried blood, Fenris would find his knuckles bloodied, Girard's
body was sore and bruised, Logen had two punctures on his
Tesarik One: throat, Mira had sand under her nails, Dae's body was very cold
and stiff, and Kyle had a bruise where he'd been struck the hardest. They had
not "disappeared", anyone around them would have merely seen
Tesarik One: them pass out in deep sleep, and then awaken again gasping for
air. THE END. For tonight.
Tesarik One: (One more post if anyone wishes, then I'll end Log)
a merciful edge: Kyle had a pulled muscle, ha!
questing requiem: Well it was a pity none of Runik likely understood the
Minstrel's terminology.. but threatening, or rather bluffing, to drag the
place into the shadow plane sounded damn good in his head! Perhaps he'd even
get the chance some day.
DaemianBerazalle: ::He woke with a start . . . and immediately had that
sense of already having woken once this eve. His breathing was elevated, his
senses askew, and he laughed at himself as he pushed himself away from his
desk. He'd fallen asleep
DaemianBerazalle: as he was poring over some maps of Madder. He made his
way downstairs to get a drink, and perhaps seek out some company. Maybe it
was best to not be alone right now? That nagged at the back of his head as
if not necessarily a
DaemianBerazalle: true statement:: <d>
questing requiem: And then.. oh hells.. this was a familiar headache!
Awakening with a jerk, agitated, and .. very likely shattering the peace, or
panic, of Eva and Moonshadow with whatever outburst he made upon opening his
eyes. -d
A Cairn of Rage: When the last of them was through, and that door dropped
back into place like the gavel of a judge in it's finality, he looked upon
the sands. Just as he had in the Inne, he never looked back. There
A Cairn of Rage: was no point. When he made to walk into the pit, he found
himself start awake on the ground beside a fire. Fenris' eyes went wide as he
spat out upon the ground. "Fucking magic............fuck."
A Cairn of Rage: Quietly though, he wondered why he had not attacked those
others. Perhaps he could change? Looking down to his bloodied knuckles he saw
the brutal truth in shades of crimson. No. He just dodged it this
A Cairn of Rage: time. -d
Tesarik One: Anyone else?
melodic angeIs: There was a fluttered of her lungs as she rushed air back
and out of them before those lids finally lifted herself up off the bed.
Brush still curled in her hand. As those bewildering
Roguish Luck: Logen came to wake in a cold sweat upon his bedroll in the
loft. Body snapped erect at the hips as a hand drew out the Saex knife from
under his pillow. He had to wait for his eyes to adjust before he realized
where he was. He felt
Roguish Luck: warm trickle of crimson from his neck and set a hand to it,
feeling his skin staunch the small flow of blood. "What..the bloody?" But it
was a dream?[d]
melodic angeIs: cerulean hues dropped on her hand. She blinked at the small
bits of sand tucked away under her nail bed. Sitting up, she looked around
her. "....." Wiping her brow, she slowly stood up and started to finish
getting herself ready for
melodic angeIs: for more sleep? -d-
Tesarik One: Log Off