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Post by Dungeon Master on Sept 11, 2007 20:16:32 GMT
Zeric pointed at the ghast, " Oh, well... infor a copper, in for a silver..." He began the magical incantaion and gestures which loosed bolts of energy towards the creature, remaining at a safe range. OOC: Magic Missile, in case you're wondering... I believe, IIRC, there is one missile at 1st level and an additional one each Odd-numbered level after that? |
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Post by Zeric on Sept 11, 2007 21:30:58 GMT
OOC: Sorry, I should have posted:
Zeric completed the incantation and released the missiles at the ghast.
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Post by Cathmhaol on Sept 11, 2007 21:46:32 GMT
"Nicely done!" murmured Cathmhaol. He drew his longsword from its scabbard with a metallic slishh and moved forward, "Now let's go finish the bugger off!"
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Post by Zeric on Sept 11, 2007 21:48:40 GMT
Zeric said quietly to Cathmhaol's receding back, "Be my guest, boss... I think I'll just keep a nice, safe distance if you don't mind..."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Sept 11, 2007 21:56:32 GMT
The creature moves much quicker than any of you expected, quicker than a normal human person. The moans of the creature seem to get more excited the closer it gets to the Priest. When its within 10 feet of Vane, it leaps the gap between the two, its yellow teeth bared and its clawed hands raised. The creature lands on the priest knocking him off his feet on to his back, it roars loudly with his head raised.
"Aaaaaaarrrrrrrgh" screams Vane the wind knocked out of him, completely.
The two blue magical bolts, shaped like two large darts, appear in front of Zeric's fingers and with a motion of his arms, they move towards the creature. Unwavering, unfaltering and unable to miss.
The creature on top of him, trying to claw and bite at his throat. Vane brings his hammer up to protect his face. Grabbing an opportunity he smacks the creature in the face with its handle. The blow of the force being strong enough to dislodge some of the creatures teeth.
The creature howled, its eyes becoming fixed on two dart shaped objects that flew towards it, appearing from nowhere. It strikes the thing squarely on the chest and knocking it off the prone priest.
Scambling to his feet, Vane raised his hammer its glinting silvery in the moonlight. Looking towards the others he shouts
"Spare it no quarter!!"
He then collapses to his knees coughing and spluttering, almost incapacitated
Fighting back his own nausea as he arrives at the priests side. Cathmhaol takes a running swing at the creature. Aiming to sever the creatures head from its neck, a blow which it blocks with amazing swiftness by bringing up its right arm with unnerving skill and speed. The creature and Cathmhaol now stand face to face, Vane the priest, on his haunches to one side splutters.
"Dont let it hit you, paralysis......"
Then he throws up.
OOC- Actions. Hope that reads well!
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Post by Zeric on Sept 12, 2007 13:59:41 GMT
OOC: It reads very well. Did you get someone else to type it?  Zeric began the process of casting another spell, hoping the disprupt the undead creature. He determined to remain thirty feet from the monster. Zeric completed the spell and released it. OOC: Disrupt Undead. |
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Post by Cathmhaol on Sept 12, 2007 19:35:19 GMT
"Shite!" cursed Cathmhaol as the creature blocked his blow. He stepped back and slammed his shield into the creature's head, hoping to knock it off-balance.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Sept 12, 2007 21:50:50 GMT
Cathmhaol smacked the creature across the face with his shield. A few more of its teeth were dislodged by the action that caused the creature to scream in agony. Could it feel pain?
Its claws raked at Cathmhaol, in panic he raises his sword fending off the attack. The claws of the creature clattering his sword, raising his arm higher exposing his right ribs to an attack. With a swiftness betraying its origin, it bit deep into Cathmhaol's ribs. Piercing his armour, blood flowing out of his side, causing excruciating pain to wrack his body.
Some thirty feet away, Zeric gestured and incanted, controlling the magical energies around him. A ray of white energy exiting from his fingertips, searching out the creature before striking it. Causing it to writhe in pain. Its teeth still embedded in Cathmhaol's side, causing more pain in his side.
Cathmhaol felt his whole body stiffening just about fighting off the paralysis that wracked his body, as the creature withdrew from its bite snarling, ready to attack again.
OOC- Cathmhaol is not paralysed, he's managed to throw it off.but he is now at about 80% health and bleeding. Actions?
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Post by Zeric on Sept 12, 2007 21:55:04 GMT
Zeric cast another magic missile at the ghast, fearful of hitting Cathmhaol with an awry spell.
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Post by Cathmhaol on Sept 12, 2007 22:38:28 GMT
Cathmhaol grunted and lifted his weapon, gritting his teeth against the pain.
He could hear the low tones of Zeric's spellcasting and he circled around ghast, shield held high in defense, moving out of Zeric's way. As the magic missiles struck the creature he thrust his sword sharply over the top of the shield, aiming for the throat of the undead beast in front of him...
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Post by Dungeon Master on Sept 13, 2007 12:21:16 GMT
The creature released Cathmhaol and roared in triumph, its lips and teeth covered in the bright red blood of the human. Vane lay prone, doubled up in pain, throwing some short distance away from Cathmhaol.
The spell that Zeric was incanting manifested itself as two bolts of energy. They sped towards the creature and with unerring accuracy struck the creature in the chest, forcing it to take a step backwards.
Cathmhaol grunted and lifted his weapon, gritting his teeth against the pain. The moment of hesitancy was all that Cathmhaol needed, in pain he raised his sword pushing it through the throat of the creature severing the its head from its body. The body of the creature slumping to the ground, whilst its fetid head soared backwards falling into the river with a loud splash. Cathmhaol stood clutching his side, panting, half expecting the creature to rise again using its unnatural magic.
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Post by Zeric on Sept 13, 2007 13:27:50 GMT
OOC: Never really played a spellchucker before, so I find myself having to resist the urge to run into combat. Well done to all (except Vane - he was pish...   )Zeric came to meet his fellows, ready to cast another spell at need, " Is everyone alright? How serious are your wounds?" |
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Post by Dungeon Master on Sept 13, 2007 13:34:46 GMT
OOC- your tactics were perfect for this creature. Stay out with 10ft (nausea attack) and make sure you use spells that have a good chance of hitting it alone. It has no range attack to speak, other than the nausea.
Cath was very lucky, he saved against paralysation (with a 19) and the nausea attack (with a 17). Where as Vane failed each one 
Luckily the combat didnt last long as each time it hit, the opponent would have to make save versus paralysation. Though f you pass the nausea one, your safe for a long period of time.
Good fight anyway.,
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Post by Cathmhaol on Sept 13, 2007 21:10:32 GMT
Zeric came to meet his fellows, ready to cast another spell at need, " Is everyone alright? How serious are your wounds?" Cathmhaol looked down at his side, where fresh blood seeped from beneath his armour. "Smarts a bit!" he remarked dryly. |
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Post by Dungeon Master on Sept 14, 2007 8:17:54 GMT
"I can fix that, once I stop throwing up. Baaaaarf" shouted across Vane the priest, still in the raptures of nausea, vomit dripping from his open mouth and down his nose.
"Just a simple healing spell. baaaaaarrrrfffff"!" he continued
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