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Post by Dungeon Master on Apr 4, 2007 15:24:34 GMT
As the other Red Wizards came out of the central building, the female Wizard visibly panicked.
"You northern barbarians, I hope you rot in hell" She shouted "My minions, attack these peasants"
As she shouted the ground before you begins to open up and 3 pairs of hands begin to pull their bodies out of the ground behind you.
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Post by Zeric on Apr 4, 2007 21:56:25 GMT
As the other Red Wizards came out of the central building, the female Wizard visibly panicked. "You northern barbarians, I hope you rot in hell" She shouted "My minions, attack these peasants" As she shouted the ground before you begins to open up and 3 pairs of hands begin to pull their bodies out of the ground behind you. Zeric recoiled in horror, getting a little distance between him and the... things, " I vote we make a tactical withdrawal, Cathmhaol. What say you?" Zeric's fingers weaved the gestures that would disrupt the undead creatures he suspected were pulling thmselves out of the very bones of Faerun. He prepared to run away. |
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Post by Zeric on Apr 4, 2007 21:57:33 GMT
OOC: That might give her something to think about, the snooty bitchAnd then again.... perhaps not....  |
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Post by Cathmhaol on Apr 5, 2007 18:20:19 GMT
"ENOUGH!" bellowed a furious Cathmhaol, turning back to face the Wizards, "CEASE THIS FOUL SOURCERY IMMEDIATELY!"
He planted himself ready to face any attack from the undead, continuing all the time to call out, "MILLGAN! I call upon ye to hear these allegations o' slavery and respond. The good name o' the Red Wizards is bein' besmirched by the actions o' one who acts wi'out yer knowledge and will draw down the wrath o' the Duke upon ye all!"
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Post by Dungeon Master on Apr 6, 2007 11:19:33 GMT
The three undead creatures pulled themselves from the bround between the 'Daggers and the gate. The creatures look like three forresters who may have died by dubious means, but their now rotting flesh and empty eyes deem them as dead.
You noticie the female Red Wizard running out of the booth and towards the gate, as if making a quick exit. She shouts at the now standing dead creatures
"Attack my creations, attack!"
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Post by Zeric on Apr 6, 2007 17:10:57 GMT
OOC: So that spell did fuck all, did it? (Disrupt Undead)
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Post by Zeric on Apr 6, 2007 20:38:42 GMT
OOC: If it's the case that it did nothing, then Magic Missile the buggers! The Undead, that is NOT the wizard - take no offensive action against her. I'm not too keen on giving the Red Wizards any ammunition.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Apr 7, 2007 8:45:46 GMT
OOC: So that spell did fuck all, did it? (Disrupt Undead)
OOC - No it works fine, Ill add in description later.
OOC - Thats the sort of reaction I was hoping to get with the Red Wizards, ruthless efficient scary. |
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Post by Dungeon Master on Apr 8, 2007 22:03:36 GMT
The concentration showed on Zeric's face, his mind focused on the creatures crawling out of the ground. The energy flowed around him as he pushed it towards the first creature, rolling it together as it became thicker and more difficult to control. Finally, when it was under his control he let go, the energy rushing towards the creature striking it hard like a lightning bolt.
He looked up and the one on the far right was thrown about, its body wracked in pain as though hit by an electric shock. The other two creatures shambled forward, raising their hands as if to attack.
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Post by Zeric on Apr 9, 2007 0:37:17 GMT
OOC: Oh good.., another one of them, I think.
Zeric took a (groin-straining) five-foot step back, while summoning the energy to repeat the destruction of another of the abberations.
He released the arcane mist at the leftmost undead.
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Post by Cathmhaol on Apr 9, 2007 10:53:56 GMT
Cathmhaol stepped forward to meet the attack of the central figure, his shield raised high to fend off any blows. As the creature drew near, Cathmhaol suddenly stepped to the left, thrusting his shield forward to counteract any blow from the creature whilst simultaneously bringing his sword around to hack into his opponent's spine.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Apr 10, 2007 9:46:13 GMT
The two shambling creatures came forward menacingly. Cathmhaol rushed forward his sheild held high blocking the first creatures hands. Pushing the creature backwards uing his shield, Cath' swung his sword horizontally into the stomach of the creature slitting it open allowing its foul smelling and maggot infested guts to spill onto the floor. The creature however was still "Alive" and managed to scratch its nails along Cath's shoulder causing a slit to appear in his armour where the blow had occured.
The Second creature was attacked in unison by Kirdan and Throgbur; Kirdan stabbing its stomach with the point of his sword whilst the half orc swung his axe at the creatures neck. Throgburs axe struck the creature square on decapitating it, its body slumping to the ground as its head came off.
The third creature stood motionless caught in Zeric's spell. Garri attacking it with his rapier, but doing little or no damage to the creature, which has no vital organs to stab.
A shout came from the watching crowd, as another tall female red wizard came to the front.
"Kizzaf, you stop there or I will stop you dead in your tracks." she shouted, she then started to prepare what looks like a spell.
OOC- one creature dead, one creature fighting Cath, one creature frozen by Zeric's spell. BTW No one else can see the force of the magic other than Zeric....
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Post by Zeric on Apr 10, 2007 10:20:48 GMT
Zeric shrugged, "Cathmhaol, deal with that thing in your own time. Give Garri here a lesson in combat. There's a good chap."
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Post by Cathmhaol on Apr 10, 2007 21:44:12 GMT
Cathmhaol grunted as the creature's talon sliced through his skin, then coughed as the stench from its fetid undead guts hit him.
He stepped back, reversed his stroke and drove his sword forward, aiming to push it through the zombie's eye and into its brain...
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Post by Dungeon Master on Apr 12, 2007 12:14:14 GMT
Cathmhaol sword struck true piercing its head and brain. The blow caused the creature to collapse to its knees before falling face down. Standing over the creature was Cathmhaol, sword in hand looking down at the now dead creature.
The other creature writhed again in pain, caused by the spell Zeric. Its final throes causing the creature to slump down on its haunches, motionless.
From the crowd the same voice rang out again, like a bell
"Guards stop Kizzaf and arrest these men."
A guard grabbed the running Wizard by the arm forcibly dragging the woman back to the kiosk in the centre of the camp. Another six guards surrounded the 'Daggers, hands on swords waiting........
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