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Post by Zeric on Jun 9, 2009 19:59:08 GMT
Now that the greatest part of the threat had passed, Zeric moved cautiously into the chamber.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jun 9, 2009 22:53:18 GMT
ooc - This might help 
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Post by Rumbleskin Ironeater on Jun 10, 2009 9:38:04 GMT
OOC: Doesn't change Rumblie's actions... He's still gonna take a dive at the Orc, trusting in his boots and armour to at least take the edge off the caltrops... 
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Post by Zeric on Jun 10, 2009 16:32:21 GMT
OOC: Is this a dead magic area? Or is that just the crossroads?
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jun 10, 2009 17:21:35 GMT
OOC- You dont know. Milo might have an idea. You asking him during a fight! 
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Post by Zeric on Jun 11, 2009 0:44:26 GMT
OOC: Nope. Just lurking around at the fringe rear, letting it all play out unless my help is needed... I think my spells will be needed for something more than orcs before long...
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Post by Cathmhaol on Jun 11, 2009 10:34:19 GMT
Cathmhaol stepped carefully through the caltrops, waiting for an opening to administer the coup de grace to the final Orc.
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Post by milo on Jun 11, 2009 14:00:38 GMT
Milo scurries to the north wall hoping he would have a clear line of sight to the door past Garri. If the orc somehow managed to evade the others Milo intended to use his sling to bring it down as it opened the door.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jun 11, 2009 17:43:58 GMT
OOC- Update later on this evening.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jun 11, 2009 22:17:46 GMT
Dace moved quickly grabbing for his throwing daggers, threw one then the other at the back of the fleeing orc. The first missed its mark by some way clanking off the rim of the door , the second striking the orc in centre of the back. The orc yelped but kept running over the caltrops, towards the door.
The dwarf Rumbleskin decided to throw himslef at the fleeing orc. He took a running jump and launched himself at the orc. but the orc moved to quick and the dwarf impaled himself on caltrops his armour mostly protecting him.
Cathmhaol pulled the sword out of the orc, and carefully moved through the caltrops. Moving slowly the warrior made his way through the obstacles.
Milo wound his sling the orc at the far end of the range indoors of his sling, releasing the ammunition. The stone flew through the air, then struck the orc on the helmet. The creature crunching to the floor in front of the door.
OOC - actions
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Post by Dace on Jun 12, 2009 7:01:59 GMT
Nodding with satisfaction that he had done his part, Dace went about collecting his daggers and assorted other weaponry, before turning his attention to the other door, stepping very carefully over the caltrops.
At the door he listened carefully for sounds of other creatures, before checking on mechanisms to open the door and for any traps.
Once all of this was taken care of, he set about checking the rest of the room for hidden areas, doors, traps, etc. The looting of the dead he left to others.
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Post by Rumbleskin Ironeater on Jun 12, 2009 7:52:35 GMT
Rumbleskin stood up amidst embarassed mutterings to do with 'green-skinned slippery bastards', picking caltrops out of his beard and armour.
Without concious thought, Rumbleskin delivered a half-hearted kick to the downed orc on his way back to the rest of the group, attention turned once more to Dace, should he need further back-up.
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Post by milo on Jun 12, 2009 8:58:04 GMT
Milo cheers quietly "yay! I'm an orc slayer!"
suddenly a thought occurs "erm. It is dead isn't it?"
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Post by Cathmhaol on Jun 12, 2009 10:47:09 GMT
"Wi'out a doubt," said Cathmhaol grimly, as he pushed his sword through the prone Orc's back and into its heart. "Make sure the rest are dead," he instructed Dace & Rumblekin.
"Milo lad, pick up these caltrops. If we come back this way in a hurry, we don't t' be dancin' through these," he continued quietly.
"When we're done, check out that door Dace, an' we'll see where it leads."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jun 12, 2009 11:51:50 GMT
Nodding with satisfaction that he had done his part, Dace went about collecting his daggers and assorted other weaponry, before turning his attention to the other door, stepping very carefully over the caltrops. At the door he listened carefully for sounds of other creatures, before checking on mechanisms to open the door and for any traps. Once all of this was taken care of, he set about checking the rest of the room for hidden areas, doors, traps, etc. The looting of the dead he left to others. "Wi'out a doubt," said Cathmhaol grimly, as he pushed his sword through the prone Orc's back and into its heart. "Make sure the rest are dead," he instructed Dace & Rumblekin. "Milo lad, pick up these caltrops. If we come back this way in a hurry, we don't t' be dancin' through these," he continued quietly. "When we're done, check out that door Dace, an' we'll see where it leads." |
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