Near Dreaming - Deepmist Vale Isle
Contents:
Karth
Caerwyn
Conrad
Obvious Exits:
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "hmm damn, cell goes right to message"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "he probably passed out for the day"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "fuck brb gotta carry rocks"
<OOC> Karth says, "Rocks O.o"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "back"
<OOC> Erin says, "yay"
Slaine has arrived.
<OOC> Conrad says, "What an unsightly batch of heroes and dames."
<OOC> Erin flexes her muscle
<OOC> Karth is pretty, dammit.
<OOC> Conrad says, "A Daireann, a Scathach, a kinain, and a Satyr. This is how Lord of the Rings started you know :D"
<OOC> Karth snorts.
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "son of a ... ok not back"Message: 32/9 Posted Author
<OOC> Karth grumbles something about losing his shield on the flight.
Sterling has arrived.
<OOC> Sterling drops a pin.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Alright. It is 6:08, so we will go with who is here."
<OOC> Karth nodnods.
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "ok back"
<OOC> Conrad says, "First before we get the ball rolling, please list carried equipment such as armor, shields and weapons."
<OOC> Sterling haz a chimerical broadsword.
<OOC> Conrad says, "This way I know what diff mods I have against you, penalties you have, etc etc."
<OOC> Karth is carrying one chimerical longsword, one real longsword, and is wearing chimerical light armor for one soak die.
<OOC> Sterling should probably see about giving himself an Oakenshield too.
<OOC> Erin says, "Erin has A shadow cloak, evny's shadow armr with Retractable claws and if she is going to just sneak and not be in combat wich well might not be wise she is wearing goblin shoes oh and her Tiara ;P"
<OOC> Slaine says, "Borrowed a bow from the Keep's armory. Has her dross."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "plate/chain combo 3/0, 1 real bastard sword, 1 chimerical, his treasure greatsword and an M-1 garand rifle, because fuck pirates."
<OOC> Conrad nodnods. "Alrighty. As an FYI, real world weapons (non-chimerical) sort of poof when you enter the dreaming with them. The Dreaming doesn't like them. So you have your chimerical items, but your real world weapons sort of poof until you return to the autumn world."
<OOC> Karth says, "Woo! I prefer my chimerical ones anyway :>"
<OOC> Sterling would have taken the time to work up a nice, elaborate Bunk to maximize his Oakenshield, Conrad. How do you want to handle that?
<OOC> Conrad says, "Roll your cantrip, diff is (Banality+4) then subtract 3 from that."
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Sterling rolls Stamina + Fae vs 6 for 3 successes.
1 5 +6 +7 +8 8
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Huzzah! Also others can 'prep' with cantrips as well if they like."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Sweet, there's 3 extra health levels, at least. XD"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "quicksilver for when he hits combat?"
<OOC> Karth would like to prep a bunk for Pyretics 3.
<OOC> Slaine says, "OH! I also have Havrak"
<OOC> Conrad adds new character column. "Havrak...."
<OOC> Erin says, "i'd prepare but I haven't really figured out what I can do so.. yay me :P"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Do you have the Time Realm, Karth? :)"
<OOC> Karth says, "Ah, no. It's a when needed thing, isn't it? :P"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Yeah. Time Realm lets you hang. Oakenshield lasts until either it's dispelled or it gets broken through. Same thing with Caer, Quicksilver lasts only rounds, so if you got Time-Realm, you can roll with the same diff as Sterling."
<OOC> Conrad says, "(Banality+4) - 3"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "well I know what my next purchase will be"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "ok so this is full in the dreaming then?"
<OOC> Slaine says, "Locke just logged in is he able to join?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Correct"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Locke can join"
Locke has arrived.
<OOC> Erin says, "Locke!!!!!!!!!"
<OOC> Locke says, "Me."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "ok, then he'll just carry 2 chimerical swords and his treasure with him"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Got it."
<OOC> Locke has notes for his gear if you want to see it.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Just what you are bringing with you. Armor, weapons, yada."
<OOC> Conrad is noting so he knows diff mods and other such things.
<OOC> Locke can show you his scythe and armor.
<OOC> Erin says, "I showed him my stuff :)"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Sounds good to me."
<OOC> Locke spams the hell out of Conrad.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Got it."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Also you can prep cantrips if you want/are able to."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Got it. Alrighty. I will set the scene, but to reiterate: You guys are Strike Force 0 (the nickname). You guys are going to Deepmist to kill some bastard who calls himself the Shade. *sets*"
Everyone meets at Hog's Ruin. Several boats are lying in wait, with about 20 Kithain of various shapes and sizes. Some look seasoned, a lot look fresh when it comes to this sort of thing. Conrad reminds people of the lowdown: Deepmist, from scouts, have claimed the island to be empty. However, it is confirmed that there are several passages found on Deepmist that gives way to tunnels going down under the island. Intelligence says that the Shade holds up shop there. Find the way in, and kill the bastard with extreme prejudice.
The main group goes one way, while our intrepid heroes and heroines go another. As one approaches Lodestone one can already tell something is happening. The echoes of crashing waves and horrendous howls from creatures long forgotten echo on the horizon. Lights from canonfire briefly illuminate the sky, while the rowboats occupied by our group slip right under everyone's radar.
Arriving at Deepmist, one can feel a subtle pulse of power but not of glamour. Something dark is tasted in the air, something foul. If Dreams could curdle, it gives you a sense this would be it's scent. However, information so far is accurate: Deepmist is desolate without life. No birds, no wandering knights, nothing. It's too still for the sounds echoing throughout the islands. Far too still.
Caerwyn narrowed his eyes, stepping along quietly his hands would go down to loosen his blades in their scabbards, though he didn't draw them yet. Usually he was the quiet one and he didn't like the feeling he was getting so far
Sterling stands at the bow of one of the boats, his booted foot up on the keel like the Fiona version of Captain Morgan. Except he's not smiling. No, the burly sidhe is scowling darkly. His hand rests on the hilt of his sword as he looks towards the island. "Gods beneath us," he growls softly. "Do you all feel that? This island is evil."
Erin quietly looks around and gives a little shiver at the not familier feel. She looks a bit worried but she's here and plans to help. She makes that everying is on correctly though she did funny enough bring a tiara with her though she has that hidden within her cloak.
Karth had been staying near the back, no glory grabbing on this trip. He's been quiet, just that new Sidhe in the green and silver outfit. He awaits the others to exit the boats, stepping out behind them himself with his hand on his hilt. He goes about unstrapping it as well, before pulling out the silver looking blade. Surely there's not something just around the corner, but you can never tell.
Slaine looks out to the island, while she had not seen it, she could only imagine from her own reports. Or at least being in the dark and only aware of the Shade's own evil nature. It made her uneasy and squirm. Wisdom or ill judgement did she have in bringing Havrak here.. But her hand rests on the bone dragon's side, the borrowed bow slung over her back with the pack on Havrak holding her dross and other necessary things for bunks.
The sight of Redcap moving into battle is enough to chill even a Fiona's bones. In the dark it is even worse with his hood pulled up and the flash of white showing an eerily wide maw of the creature. An almost Cheshire like grin and shock of brilliant scarlet that can be seen under the hood of his armor. Locke holds the wickedly curved scythe of his in one hand, droplets of frost falling and freezing upon the ground from it's tip now and again. Leather gloves creak with the flexing of his fist and he takes in an exhilarated breath before letting it out, "Wonderful." He rumbles out softly the deep throaty sound of his voice chiming out, "It shall be a wonderful evening." He says with a soft chuckle the Warlord not upset about the darkness around it all, feeding into the Redcap's base nature. This is what he lives for. The Seelie of his kind are not know for manners or pomp and circumstance but their skills are hunters and slayers of darkness that threaten the Kithian. They are the Badasses called such by their Unseelie brothers and left alone by them just the same. The shadow of Beast coating the world beside him as the pair look out over the conquest.
<OOC> Conrad really wishes Comcast would get their act together. ANYWAY
Entering Deepmist Isle one can tell (what the description says). However unlike normal, one can tell that recent activity has occurred. Dozens...or is that hundreds of footprints litter the dirt roads the weave through deepmist like veins. Sand People are of course known to walk erratically to hide their numbers after all. The former vestiages of life are seen, yet seem to have not been touched in decades: Foundations of homes have been battered by Firchlis winds turning them into mockeries of what they once were, hearths for Kithain who at some point in time called this place home. Stone paths line the dirt roads as if to give the island a comely, welcomeing feel now are overgrown and have lost that warm splendor of atmosphere. Sounds still loom in the distance of battle, yet nothing occurs here. However...
<OOC> Conrad says, "Everyone roll perception+alertness vs 7 pwease."
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Karth rolls Perception vs 7 for 0 successes.
4
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<OOC> Karth snorts.
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Erin rolls Perception(2) + Alertness(2) (4 dice) vs 7 for 1 successes.
2 3 4 +10
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Locke rolls Perception + Alertness vs 7 for 0 successes.
1 -1 5 6 7
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<OOC> Locke flexes.
<OOC> Conrad says, "You never know...people could be going blind from something if they succeed in noticing it."
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Slaine rolls Perception + Alertness vs 7 for 1 successes.
2 3 4 +9
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<OOC> Karth says, "What's the thing to show dice rolls again? I've forgotten... Again."
<OOC> Karth says, "Verbose something."
<OOC> Erin says, "verbose"
<OOC> Erin says, "VERBOSE_ROLLS: 1"
<OOC> Locke says, "@set VERBOSE_ROLLS=1"
<OOC> Caerwyn kicks his net
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Caerwyn rolls Perception + Alertness vs 7 for 1 successes.
1 2 +7 7
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<OOC> Conrad shares his Hate Internet Milkshake with Caerwyn
<OOC> Karth says, "Thar we go."
<OOC> Karth says, "Man, we're all blind."
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Sterling rolls Perception + Alertness vs 7 for 2 successes.
5 5 6 +7 +10
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<OOC> Caerwyn says, "he woke up late, mind if we drag the troll in?"
It might be because Erin is floating around the group, not a soldier or looking for trouble that gives her a good pair of eyes. Maybe it's because of Slaine's capabilities of Sight, having recalled seeing this somewhere in a vision. Or maybe Caerwyn's intensive training in House Scathach? Maybe of all things, it is because Sterling has seen far too much, and knows when something far ahead may pass normal eyes and being trained to see it? One could never say. Yet all of them see the same: One such dilapidated abode is not like the others. In the far distance, what looked to be a cottage is occupied by three shapes in it's perimeter. None can truly discern much of the shadows, being too far away to be scrutinized for features, but Sterling noticed it is not just three...but another is almost inperceptible, silent on what he could guess is the house's 'roof'.
<OOC> Conrad says, "He can join."
Ernst has arrived.
<OOC> Conrad gives a brief set for Ernst
<OOC> Ernst says, "Thank you! And sorry for being late."
<OOC> Conrad says, "No probs sir."
<OOC> Sterling holds his pose 'til Ernst is caught up.
<OOC> Ernst says, "All set here."
Sterling narrows his eyes, leaning forward. "Softly, comrades," he says quietly, hunkering down. "Look yonder. That hut has occupants." He glances over his shoulder. "They could be sentries. We'll need to make sure they cannot raise the alarm."
Erin though she makes sure many bodies are between her can't help but duck down a bit at what she spots and when Sterling only confirms what she thought she saw well at least it wasn't her imagination good to know.
Caerwyn frowns faintly, he shifts his weight and keeps to the shadows, though he wore chain it was masterfully crafted and worn properly, he would look for a route that would take him around the hut to the sides or back
Karth pauses, still near the rear as he crouches down and simply creeps forward for now, keeping back and away from the hut as he begins to circle it, but keeping within direct sight of most of the others. Sword still drawn, he awaits for the more seasoned warriors to attack, or do whatever it is they're going to do. This isn't his normal combat style, but he can adapt, and knows how to follow, obviously.
Slaine reaches to grip Havrak's side, looking out at the distance, her eyes slipping over to Locke briefly, then to her comrades. She dares not speak, but does realize that they are still very much out in open. As she considers this, she moves to reach into her bag, to start pulling out a few items, a stone blade, a small dross mushroom, a quill and a black cloth. The stone blade is drawn across her hand, cutting to draw her blood. As she stands near Havrak she dips her quill into her wound making ink and writing names, descriptions of those she does not know by name mentioning kith and what they carry, all upon the dragon's skull. No words spoken in this time. When she is finished, she whispers against Havrak's skull, placing the mushroom between his horns, followed by the black cloth over it which is suddenly smashed and crushed upon the beast with a burst of glamour.
Slaine loses one Willpower
Slaine loses one Magical Essence
<OOC> Conrad says, "level 2 bunk, so minus 2 to your base diff."
When caution and quiet is called for, Ernst knows the drill. The massive Troll drops to a knee and stays way to the back of the group, looking ahead in the direction Lord Sterling indicates. His cold eyes squint at the figures that are pointed out, not able to make much of them from this distance. The head of his maul rests against the ground as he crouches.
Locke slowly starts to hum something quietly, an eerie little tune rising up just about the Redcap as he takes slow swaying steps (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5J9ATDOqJM). The Redcap's smile never seems to even waver from his lips shining out brilliantly white, flat teeth in the dark of his hood. The tip of his scythe almost scraping along the ground, bobbing just off of it as he wanders toward that hut. He doesn't seem to slow though he does not speed up moving at a slow rolling pace. It is slow enough for others to move into possession though it makes the Redcap's motives apparent. He's going to find out what those shadows are and if they are enemies he's going to eliminate them with extreme prejudice. The Redcap doesn't hide or attempt a sneak attack his place is in the middle of the fray and he takes spear point letting that soft, whisper of a battle song flit through the darkness of the night as he approaches through the darkness.
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Slaine rolls Intelligence + Scene vs 5 for 5 successes.
4 4 +5 +5 +6 +7 +10
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<OOC> Erin says, "Nice!"
Sterling hunkers low, carefully drawing his sword so as not to let the steel ring against the scabbard. "Quick and quiet's the way," he says softly. "Hit them hard and fast. Don't give them a chance to raise the hue and cry."
Be wary wary wuiet. The strike force is hunting wabbits. Caerwyn and Karth have moved along the sides of the hut, keeping low to the ground so their shadows cast no movement around them. Locke decided to investigate personally while Ernst stays behind It seems the fight is with our heroes so far, because it doesn't look like their movements are noticed. The Dan, it seems, is with them.
Caerwyn and Karth successfully flank the house. One individual is behind the house (making the current total five), longsword in hand and light armor who is a Redcap. Save the Redcap has two-thirds of his flesh gone revealing his jawbone and skull along with rotting flesh. Locke, who is being more intimidating and simply walking toward them sees similar. A Sluagh and a Satyr...or at least what used to be a Sluagh and a Satyr are also decomposed. Their skin is flesh white, patches of skin decayed and rotten off the body. All wandering in idle perception, save when they see Locke. If they are guards, they certainly seem so as they (even the Sluagh, which is a feat), give a shambling little shriek at him.
<OOC> Locke says, "Going into combat rounds?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Sounds like a plan to me."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Roll your inits."
<OOC> Locke says, "Coolness"
Locke has rolled initiative: 9
Caerwyn has rolled initiative: 15
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Conrad rolls 1 vs 6 for 1 successes.
+7
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Oh I need verbose too. Bah."
<OOC> Conrad says, "what was the code?"
Karth has rolled initiative: 11
<OOC> Locke says, "+combat/init <npc name>=<wits + dex>"
Ernst has rolled initiative: 13
<OOC> Conrad says, "Thankee"
<OOC> Locke says, "+combat/init for yourself"
Erin has rolled initiative: 7
Conrad has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC DeadSluagh goes on 9
Conrad has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC DeadSatyr goes on 14
Conrad has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC DeadCap goes on 10
Slaine has rolled initiative: 8
<OOC> Locke prods Sterling.
Sterling has rolled initiative: 11
<OOC> Conrad says, "So we have...Erin, Slaine, Deadsluagh, Locke, Deadcap, Karth/Sterling, Ernst, Deadsatyr, Caerwyn. Starting from the bottom. Erin."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Declare stage. Whatcha doin?"
<OOC> Erin says, "Good question. Erin besides looking confuse will keep her eyes open and hide so that she isn't out in the open by herself if everyone is going into combat."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Slaine."
<OOC> Slaine will be readying herself with her bow.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Deadsluagh will be attempting to attack the mean mean Redcap (Locke). Locke."
<OOC> Locke will be dodging Deadsatyr then slashing both with his scythe.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Deadcap holds. Karth and Sterling."
<OOC> Karth is going to slide a rock across his blade as a level 1 bunk so I don't have to split (right? New to this) and attack the Deadcap with the flaming sword.
<OOC> Conrad says, "You will have to split if you intend to do both (and yes, splitting with a spell you roll with base cantrip diff (banality+4)). Or you can strike your sword this round, and then attack the next."
<OOC> Karth says, "Erm, pyretics 3."
<OOC> Sterling will Holly Strike the Deadcap. Go go team effort.
<OOC> Karth says, "Works! I'll just attack him this turn then."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Holly Strike it is! Ernst."
<OOC> Ernst is charging forward! If I can get in range of anyone this round I'm smacking them with my maul. (Since I was in back) If not, closing distance.
<OOC> Conrad says, "You will be closing distance (a bit too far to attack). Next round however you will. Deadsatyr will strike at the big burly Redcap. Lastly, Caerwyn: Declare and roll the bones."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "draw the blades and attack the one infront of him twice"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Split that pool and make it happen."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "he fights florentine using the second blade for defense"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Got it."
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Caerwyn rolls Dexterity + Melee + 1 + -5 vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 1 3 6 8
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Caerwyn rolls Dexterity + Melee + 1 + -5 vs 6 for 4 successes.
4 +6 +7 +8 +8
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<OOC> Conrad says, "The cap will declare a block on the second attack."
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Conrad rolls 5 vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 2 3 3 9
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<OOC> Conrad says, "For nothing. Do damage!"
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Caerwyn rolls Strength + 2 + 3 vs 6 for 3 successes.
1 2 3 4 +6 +8 +10 10
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Conrad rolls 1 vs 6 for 1 successes.
+7
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<OOC> Conrad says, "takes 2!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Next up is Deadsatyr going after Locke"
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Conrad rolls 6 vs 6 for 2 successes.
2 3 4 4 +9 +10
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Will you be using your dodge, Locke?"
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Locke rolls Dexterity + Dodge vs 6 for 3 successes.
1 2 4 4 5 5 +7 +8 +9 10
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<OOC> Conrad says, "There we go. Satyr misses."
<OOC> Locke says, "Sorry about that. Had a RL attack."
<OOC> Conrad says, "No problem. Welcome back! Next up Ernst moves. You can attack next round. next is the Karth/Sterling tag team."
<OOC> Ernst says, "Gotcha!"
<OOC> Sterling is gonna utter a quick incantation for a level 1 Bunk, so I can cast the cantrip without splitting.
<OOC> Conrad says, "You roll that cantrip sir. Karth, roll your attack"
Sterling loses one Magical Essence
Sterling loses one Willpower
<OOC> Sterling says, "Shit, hold up--do they fall under Fae? Or Actor?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Fae"
<OOC> Sterling says, "Is Fae 2 enough?"
<OOC> Sterling says, "Or are they chimerae now?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "They are Chimera."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Shit."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Okay, new plan. Conjuring fire instead."
<OOC> Conrad says, "I am going to allow this."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Go for it."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Grr, that doesn't work either. >.< Still need Fae 3 to affect a chimera, even with Eldritch Prime. Okay, so... screw it. Gonna sword the Deadcap. #yoloswag"
Sterling gains one Magical Essence
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Karth rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 4 successes.
1 4 +6 +7 +10 +10 10
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Karth rolls Strength + 3 + 2 vs 6 for 2 successes.
2 3 4 5 5 +8 +8
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Conrad rolls 1 vs 6 for 0 successes.
3
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Deadcap takes 2"
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Sterling rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 3 successes.
2 2 3 +7 +9 +9
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Sterling rolls Strength + 2 + 3 vs 6 for 5 successes.
2 3 4 +6 +7 +8 +8 +9
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Let's see if his 1 armor die will save him from being at 9 damage."
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Conrad rolls 1 vs 6 for 0 successes.
3
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Deadcap goes *splat*"
<OOC> Karth says, "Obviously the deadcap was the most immediate threat..."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Yar."
<OOC> Slaine says, "splat, eeeew all goey"
<OOC> Conrad says, "You never know, he could have a disease with that mouth of his. Ask Locke though, I don't know Redcap physiology"
<OOC> Erin says, "ewww"
<OOC> Locke says, "Nah, it just does agg damage when it bites."
<OOC> Locke says, "Can chomp through anything."
<OOC> Karth says, "So yea, most immediate!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Deadcap does a very awesome job of being dead. Really dead. Locke."
<OOC> Locke says, "Slice at Satyr then at Sluagh"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Got it"
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Locke rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 5 for 5 successes.
1 1 3 +5 +6 +6 +7 +7 9 10
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Locke rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 5 for 7 successes.
3 3 4 +5 +5 +6 +7 +8 +9 +10
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<OOC> Conrad says, "They will see if the Dan is with them! And not abort. Damage time."
<OOC> Locke says, "Oh dear."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Roll them bones sir :D"
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Locke rolls Strength + 3 + 4 vs 6 for 8 successes.
2 5 5 5 +6 +6 +7 +7 +7 +8 +8 +10
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Locke rolls Strength + 3 + 6 vs 6 for 8 successes.
2 2 2 4 4 5 +6 +7 +8 +8 +8 +8 +9 +9
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<OOC> Slaine says, "Wow"
<OOC> Locke says, "Dan was not with them."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Lets see if their armor keeps them at incap"
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Conrad rolls 1 vs 6 for 0 successes.
3
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<OOC> Conrad says, "No."
<OOC> Conrad says, "they're dead :D"
<OOC> Slaine says, "Again"
<OOC> Erin says, "Go Locke!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "They do a very good job at being dead."
The fight ended just as it started. Caerwyn rushed in first, followed by Karsh and then Sterling with the finishing blow. Locke had a reason to be casual, he simply beheaded the two with two swipes of the sword. The island is quiet again, and Sterling distinctly notices a lack of a person on the roof.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Sycthe, rather than sword. Eep."
Sterling charges into the fray, the legendary fearlessness of his House carrying him aloft. He steps to one side as Karth lays into the Deadcap, his own sword whistling as he finishes the job. "Hah! Here's for the Silver Lion!" he growls, flinging the gore from his blade with a snap of his wrist. It's then that he notices that the roof is no longer occupied, and his grin of triumph becomes a scowl. "Ohh, Juno's -cunt-!" he snarls. "Comrades, I think we may have a problem!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Juno's Cunt...that's almost as good as 'holy traffic safety, Batman!'"
"The king and his men..." Locke starts to chant out in that low rumbling voice of his the scythe rising the flicker of front glinting in the dim light of the night as he bends to the side dipping out of the way of the attack from the undead satyr. The weapon wips around and removes the head of the creature, "stole the queen from her bed." Another quick pair of steps and the Redcap moves to the side the curved blade slicing through the air again removing the head of the Sluagh in turn, "And bound her in her bones." He flicks the weapon grime from his weapon falling upon the ground as he continues to wonder toward the house as his voice rumbles out in that humming wandering toward the door he means to put his boot to it and bash it in as the Warlord continues on his path. The hulking form of Beast shifting about in the darkness giving the fight to the Rider.
Slaine turns her eyes to Sterling after having watched the dead ones laid out, "What problem?" She asks softly, then is drawing out an arrow, knocking it.
Caerwyn flicks his blades clean, smoothly sliding them back into the scabbards at his waist "Someone probably went running." he speaks quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes flicker over towards that icy shade of blue and he stalks forward, pressing on.
Ernst's thundering charge stops abruptly, the huge figure's momentum allowing him to easily leap over the headless remains of the creatures that used to be in the Warlord's path, squeezing into the doorway behind him as the Redcap's boot knocks it down. "Is there more?" He shouts, his voice carrying easily in Sterling's direction, before helping Locke scout out the house.
There isn't really much Erin can do other than hide and keep her eyes open so she does just that trying to make sure nothing sneaks up on them hopefully, no one said she was actually good at that. She does kind of grimace at the slaughter but well it's too late now to change her mind so she better just suck it up.
Karth lays into the deadcap, whom is from their efforts now actually dead. He slides the blade to the side, glancing to the older man for a moment, then up to the roof in pondering. He's terrible at noticing things, that much is obvious. He doesn't bother to flick his blade, instead starting to pace around the building a little further out to glance about.
Sterling shakes his head. "The one on the roof. Is no longer upon said roof. I've got a half-shilling that says he's off warning the Shade that we've arrived. We needs must make haste!"
Locke is the first to enter, and being the first to enter he is the first to review the scene.
It is an empty cottage. The wildness of the Dreaming has frayed any trappings or items to nothingness, leaving the cottage an empty and uncomfortable place. If this was a home, it certainly isn't now. Half of the roof is gone, so moonlight floods the cottage with an ambient, dull blue light. The fireplace is empty, half of the chimney been withered away with two rooms, probably what was once bedrooms. However there is nothing in there now, just empty rooms that Locke can see from the entrance.
Karth does a roundabout. If what Sterling says is true then his escape was not by foot, as Karth sees nothing in the proximity.
A low rolling chuckle comes from him when he hears them calling about another that is in the area and Locke's voice rises, "Little pig, little pig let me in." The Redcap's voice drawls out as he looks around letting the tip of his scythe slowly scrape across the floor boards cutting into it with ease as he wanders along through the house looking to see if it is still inside. His head popping into the rooms as he looks around for anything useful he doesn't seem worried about haste instead making sure they don't get caught in two fronts. If nothing is found he'll just look to Ernst and tells him from beneath his cowl, "Oh I'm sure the hunt shall continue." Before slipping out from the home to look for the trail of the third to lead them to the Shade.
Locke says his words to Ernst, however he doesn't come out of the hut.
Ernst looks around the cottage with Locke for a while, letting his hammer rest against the floor while his other hand reaches up to scratch at his head. Seems like he was expecting to find something in this place. Looking to Locke, he'd bob his horned head slowly, "Aye, it must. At this point, I imagine they will be ready for our little hunt.. But I imagine that does not bother you, Warlord." His bearded features decorate themselves with a grin, heavy bootsteps taking him towards the back of the house to poke his head through one of the windows, "And which way now?" He asks, to the sidhe out there.
Karth continues his trek around the building, looking back to those assembled and shaking his head. "I see no signs of the fleeing one." he points out, keeping that bloodied sword dangling as he looks around a little more. "It hasn't been long, if he were traveling on foot we'd likely have seen him by now." he goes on to point out.
Sterling frowns, looking around. "We must find one of the passages that leads to the underground tunnels," he says. "But... if Shade knows we are coming, then doubtless the bounder will have traps in place. Not to mention, he would be able to flee us, and we'd never be any the wiser." He looks around. "I am a doctor, not a soldier," he says. "I have not the head for tactics."
THUMP. OOF! "FUCKING SON OF A WHORE!" Someone is doing a Nocker impression in that house. "Dickhead little shits I'm going to enjoy biting off each fucking finger joint by joint." Rages a rather unhappy Redcap from what sounds like a little ways away all of a sudden. "You want a fucking entrances well I found it." Locke belts back up, apparently part of that floor was less floor and more illusion for it sounds like he's coming through the floor boards. Rolling his neck it cracks a couple times as he gathers himself up to his feet, snatching up his weapen the head of the scythe pokes up through the floor boards like a periscope, "Hey, Stretch, come step in this hole and help others down." He calls over toward Ernst before the scythe vanishes back under the floor boards again.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Poor whores' children. They're so defamed in this day an age...*sigh*"
<OOC> Locke says, "Indeed"
Ernst listens to a deluge of swearing, and when he catches sight of the scythe, he wonders for a moment if the Warlord can see through his scythe as it pokes from the floorboards. Nonetheless, it seems like they found the path forwards. Poking his head back out the window, he shouts, "In here!" Before thumping back over to the hole, using a boot to break it open a bit wider. Once he's sure Locke is no longer directly under, he hops down. Landing with a loud thud, he waits underneath, ready to help his more vertically challenged brethren lower themselves into the entrance.
Caerwyn shifts on his heel stalking his way back into the house. Nodding once to Ernst he hops down into the hole, trusting in his boon companion to catch or redirect him properly "Fun times hmm? Tunnel rats."
Well, if anyone didn't know that they were there it is even more confirmed by all of the shouting. Slaine makes her way with Havrak, her hands upon the ribs of his side, her eyes flit around, then back to the place where everyone is heading. Turning to the beast, she murmurs, "Havrak, stay, guard.. " There is a nervousness about the satyr as she now sees to taking the pack that is tucked in the saddle bag of the bone dragon.
Karth turns once the talking has come along of moving into the home, which he does so. Following behind those that go within and finding the hole to descend. Once done, he would go about taking a look around. Hopefully it's not dark down here... Traps wait in dark places, after all.
Sterling lumbers over as well. "Anything broken, Warlord?" he calls down as he makes to descend into the hole as well. He gestures to Erin. "You first, sweetest," he says. "I'll not have you up here alone undefended." He waits for Erin to be safely deposited before he heads down himself.
Erin stops hiding and follows with Slaine towards where everyone is heading. She looks towards the others "I can fucking take point and go up ahead.. They won't fucking see me comin" she says softly.
As everyone joins Locke and Ernst down in the depths, the floor as Locke reveals is an illusion with no footing. The tunnel is of course not part of the cottage, all stone and rock and earth. The tunnel descends deeper into the abyss below the island, it's passages tickling the senses of the Kithain with Dark Glamour, for those who remember such eldritch powers.
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Slaine rolls Remembrance vs 8 for 0 successes.
5 6
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<OOC> Karth says, "Ah, I always forget about that..."
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Karth rolls Remembrance vs 8 for 0 successes.
3 5
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Caerwyn rolls Remembrance vs 8 for -1 successes.
-1 -1 3 5
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Ernst rolls Remembrance vs 8 for 1 successes.
2 4 7 +10
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<OOC> Caerwyn says, "..."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "fucking really"
<OOC> Conrad says, "....oh dear."
<OOC> Karth says, "You forget more!"
<OOC> Slaine says, "There are worse things?"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "Nah, just funny. I tend to have rotten dice lol"
<OOC> Erin pats CAerwyn
Karth peers off into the darkness, then turns to the rest as he motions ahead. "Would you all like a torch?" he asks idly, sword still in hand, as he motions towards the pitch blackness.
Slaine makes her way down slowly, taking up the rear, her bow ready, arrow knocked but not drawn as she keeps it pointed low to the ground. Her eyes taking a few moments to adjust to the darkness.
Caerwyn moves forward, stumbling a bit as he feels the tingling of darkness and touch off something in his head, his eyes glaze over and flicker from the yellow to blue and settle firmly into the cold icy glow. He stands up a bit straighter and turns his gaze to the others "Right than lads. We've walked this path, lets see it to it's end." those swords flew from their scabbards and he stalked forward once again sure of his purpose. "Broderick! Bring up the torch" he spoke to
Ernst... Who the hell was Broderick?
Sterling goes to stand with Caerwyn, sword held at the ready. "Blacker than a Dauntain's heart down here," he grumbles. "Light would indeed be welcome. They already know we're here. No sense in giving them the advantage, nay?"
Of course there is that look of unsureness from Erin and as people go on in she goes in before Sterling sticking close to the group no need to wonder off and explore now. She keeps her cloak close around her as she makes no noise as she walks
Ernst takes a deep breath as he steps further into the tunnel, speaking in a low voice. "This place reeks of Nightmare." He says with a snarl, heavy bootsteps stopping as he peers into the further blackness ahead. "The powers here are not to be taken lightly, many of my Kith have been lost in the struggle against it. In my Homeland, the fight against this Nightmare has been the source of my kith's greatest glories, and our most horrific losses." He looks towards Caerwyn, a touch of surprise coming to him at the Scathach's words. It seems like the Troll has seen this sort of behavior before from him. "Aye. That would be prudent." He says to him, and then raises his man-sized hammer, which, promptly, begins to glow. A chant in Old Norse rumbles from the Troll, echoing in the tunnel, and then, the glow explodes into a brilliant flame.
Ernst loses one Magical Essence
Locke takes a deep breath and lets it out in a shuddering breath before looking back over to Sterling, "You are just digging on the simalies." He offers back toward the Sidhe with a quirk of the brow, "And the only thing about to be broken is every joint of the asshole who put a fucking illusion over a hole." The Redcap says before he's moving back down the passage again. The Warlord doesn't break stride as he continues along from where he was further down the tunnel he doesn't slow for the torch as it's brought up letting the glow of it light up around him, casting his shadow out before his form the scythe held in his hands with a smile on his lips. "They know we're coming now though. Let's have us a little fun." The Warlord says with a chuckle and he looks back over his shoulder to Ernst, "Know another good War Chants?"
The glow of Ernsts hammer is enough to give a small semblence of light to were they are. They are at a small nitche in a decent sized chamber. No trappings, no symbols, nothing. An echo of something comes from deep within the recesses of the tunnels, the echos making it impossible to determine how to get there. There are three passageways that seem to stretch further into the darkness beyond the light provided: One to the West, North and East.
Sterling listens to Ernst's warning, his grip tightening on his sword. "Well," he says. "Let us make sure that -this- is a great glory and not a horrific loss, eh?" he says. "Defeat is not an option here. We -shall- prove the victors!" A glances to Locke, grinning a bit. "It is not oft that I relish the thought of combat," he says. "But tonight, I make an exception. Let us find ourselves a villain, shall we?" He considers the three passageways, frowning. "Piss and blood! Which way to take?"
There is that i'm not liking this kind of look on Erin's face as she sticks close and keeping her gaze open for anything that well really she isn't familier with or maybe she's hoping something doesn't come out and get her. She tries not to crowd though but sometimes she gets really close to Caerwyn and Sterling and then kind of backs off when she catches herself doing that.
Caerwyn snorts faintly as he looks over the passages "Such paltry deceptions." he shakes his head sadly and stalks forward, before turning his head, those glowing icy eyes settling on Slaine "Belinda girl. What do the augeries say? Where shall we take this fight next?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "...and this is why Sidhe botches of remembrance kicks a** :D :D :D"
Karth slowly moves forward now that the way is lit, staying a bit off from the group, if for nothing more than to be more easily defensible. It's only a few feet away, not far enough to be on his own at least. "The wise men always say to take the left path." Karth muses towards them, although not exactly looking their direction. "Not my place to choose, mind. Nor theirs, I would assume." he says with a light snort, still taking up the role of just that one Daireann guy.
"Many." Is Ernst's response to Locke, holding his hammer with a bit more care as the head blazes in an inferno. He takes a breath as he eyes the three passages, his features hardening. The echoes from within are not reassuring. "It is as if we are passing into Hel." He breathes, looking from one passage to the next. "It seems we will be forced to choose blindly, unless one of you has some sort of method where that will not be the case?" He turns at the sound of Sir Caerwyn's words, looking from him to Slaine. "Belinda." He repeats, with a touch of amusement.
Slaine does at times look back as she is in the rear, not able to see much more than the backs of those who are ahead. At times she does slow to look at the walls, the ground. Lifting her attention up as she hears the odd question posed. Blinking she can only think and assume he talks to her. So.. The satyr of course, does what she would, settle her weapons down to 'consult the bones' or whatever it is she has to cast her bunk.
Slaine loses one Magical Essence
Slaine loses one Willpower
"Sterling. You're a doctor. Right?" Locke asks before looking back toward Caerwyn then toward the other Sidhe again his his hand comes up to rub his eyes for a moment, "Gramps needs a touch of help." He TRIES to keep the amusement out of his voice, he does, that's why the hand is over his face 'rubbing his eyes' before letting out a slow breath. Once more in control before he looks toward the pathes and he stabs the base point of his scythe into the ground and he looks to
Slaine, "What do you say, my Seer? Do you have a way for us to travel or shall I get to hunt all the tunnels until I've quenched my desire for battle?" He asks her a grin on his lips shows it wouldn't be such a bad thing.
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Slaine rolls Intelligence + Scene vs 6 for 4 successes.
2 3 3 +7 +8 +8 +10
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Slaine gains one Willpower
Slaine gains one Willpower
Slaine gains one Magical Essence
Sterling's brows knot together as he looks Caerwyn over. He steps to his fellow sidhe, peering at him closely. "Ser Caerwyn? Are you feeling all right?" he asks. He glances over at Ernst and Slaine, the two that got names that clearly were not their own, before looking back to Caerwyn.
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Sterling rolls Intelligence + Lore Changeling vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 1 5 10 10
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<OOC> Sterling says, "Crap."
<OOC> Conrad says, "You can't tell why he's being weird."
Caerwyn grins patting Sterling on the cheek "Baeddan such the worry wart. Don't worry lad I'll see you through this and into the glory." He moved with a cockey sureity and the bravado of a wilder. Not the more cautious and self controlled grump they all knew. He grins, narrowing his eyes as he looks over each of the tunnels, waiting for the response from the bones.
Slaine focuses upon her bones in the low light, her face pales, settling back, "The shadow brings ill black as pitch, crawling vileness in the flesh, lurking in a film that one cannot be offered relief. The eye burns and he looks upward, turned to the north.. The north the south his back.. Speak, and whisper Oh fells, dread fells, awake..." There is a shudder from her, and truly she does not seem well.
<OOC> Erin says, "well let's see can Erin figuere out what's wrong"
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Erin rolls Intelligence(5) + Lore Changeling(3) (8 dice) vs 6 for 3 successes.
3 4 4 4 5 +7 +10 +10
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Karth turns to peer back as the group as they work to make their decision. He has no idea what most of these peoples names even are, as he's only just met them. Instead he turns and peers into the darkness of each of the passageways, walking a slow half circle before them, almost pacing in a way. He's still quiet, the blood on the sword having dried at this point, marring its otherwise bright sheen of silver.
Ernst's worry is more for Slaine than Caerwyn for the moment, as the latter at least recognizes friend from foe in his current state. As the satyr consults her bones, the Troll's brow creases as her condition seems to worsen and her body shudders. "Will she be all right?" He asks, in a low voice as he turns to the rest of the group. "I am not an expert on the Seer's gifts, but she seems unwell."
Sterling shakes his head at Caerwyn. "Nay, Ser. I'm not Baeddan. It's me. Lord Sterling. Your friend." He scratches the back of his head. "I'm afraid I'm not well-versed in psychological issues," he says to Locke. Slaine's prophecy has him frowning. "That... does not sound at all pleasant," he says. Seeing her shiver makes him frown even more darkly. "Miss Slaine?" he asks, taking a step in her direction. "Are you quite all right, comrade?"
Erin has been ever so quiet not saying much but definately listening as Sterling speaks to Caerwyn she watches and tilts her head one way then the other before silently making her way over to Caerwyn and reaching out and taking his hand at first and begins to tug at him "Caerwyn.. Hey Caerwyn.."
Locke watches Sterling move over to the other and he lets that go but it's the Satyr that causes him to frown and he pulls away headin over beside side. He leans down and thumps his forehead against her own. It isn't the gentlest of actions but also it's slamming her into the ground, "Look at me, Seer." He tells her flatly, there is no question in those words waiting to hold that eye contact with her, "Shadows crawl and shadows creep but not even the darkest night can shut out the snow. Even in the pitchest of terrors the snow gleams like a second sun under the rays of the moon. We are frost and we are strength. Follow me little goat and we shall lay waste to all who would cast out works into nightmare." He tells her there is a growing fire in his voice before he buts her head with a light tap before pushing up straightening and he looks down the tunnels, "North it is. Who ever kills the fucker is buying the rounds too!" He chimes out before the Warlord moves and slams the butt spike of his weapon into the ground grinning backa t the others, "Who else wants some more blood this evening?"
Caerwyn chuckles deeply, patting Sterling again "Baeddan such the joker. Fall in son and we'll see this nightmare to an end." he nods over to Locke "The challenge is accepted Dafydd! Rounds back at the table when we are done!" he would step towards the northern pass though be tugged at by Erin "Carys what is it girl?" he would continue on his way stalking into the dark "Speak as we move, we must not tarry."
Slaine was lost in her stare down at the bones.. Deep inside that creepy feeling lingers, that presence that makes her skin crawl... Another shudder. No answers are given to questions posed, still locked on the bones, that is until there is a redcap in her face, it takes a few moments to lift her gaze up at him, breathing slowly, there is another shiver, slowly she breathes as she hears his orders. Fear gripping her? Quite possibly, but she does finally shake out of it with the butt to her head, getting up once more onto her cloven feet, items gathered up.
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A glance is given over to Slaine but Sterling and Locke have that covered it seems as Caerwyn continues to stalk she tries to dig her heels into the dirt and pull him as hard as she possibly can "No wait look at me Caerwyn.." she tries to tug and pull as much as she can though i'm sure that her light weight is not a big deal but hey she is trying.
<OOC> Erin says, "me"
Ernst seems pleased that Locke snapped Slaine out of her reverie, though Caerwyn suddenly striding down one of the passages gives the Troll some pause. "It seems a path has been chosen for us. Or should I go grab him?" He says, looking from the north passage back to the others. "I will not be able to catch him if he gets too excited and beging sprinting." He holds his massive hammer head-up, almost like a makeshift torch as flames lick the edges of the dark around them.
Sterling looks up from Slaine to Caerwyn. "Damn it!" he growls. "Master Heidrek, yes please. We must stay together! And we have -got- to get him back in his right mind!" He calls down the hallway that Caerwyn is following. "Ser -Caerwyn-! We must not go that way! The divination said -this- way! Erin, try to hold him, help is coming!"
Ernst nods firmly, slamming the haft of his hammer into the ground to make it a makeshift lamp-post, cracking the dirt around it. And then he turns, thumping down the passageway after Caerwyn and attempting to scoop the smaller sidhe up into his arms. "Hold, Sir Caerwyn!" He shouts as his long legs jog him over to where the Scathach is striding.
"Woa there Gramps, what what you're calling people." Locke quips back toward Caerwyn his eyes narrowing as he looks over the Sidhe, "Don't make me recalibrate your dome." He quips back toward her with a bob of the head though as the others go rushing off after Caerwyn he shakes his head, "Grab him before I have to stop him." He says with a shake of the head before his eyes settle upon Karth and the Redcap points a finger at him, "You. What's your name?" He asks him his brow narrowed as he thinks about it, "You any good and stopping them all peaceful like?" He asks curiously seems he's looking for someone to knock down the Sidhe and he grumps before muttering, "Should have brought Raven for this."
Karth pauses at the north passage, glancing to the others for a moment in apparent thought. He's not a strong man, best not to stand in the Caerywn's way. "He seems of a proper mind for combat, at least." he points out to them as he turns his gaze across the corridor. "So long as he can tell friend from foe, this should likely await the end of our duties." says one of the few dissenting opinions in the room, then there's the redcap pointing at him. "I'm afraid not, I must say." he responds to Locke.
<OOC> Erin says, "let poor Caerwyn pose :)"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Well...I will say, the world -would- stand still when Caerwyn gained a subtle sense of humor :)"
Caerwyn shifts his weight, glancing over his shoulder as he is tugged "Belinda said...." and he's cut off as Enrst gives him the troll bear hug "Broderick! What is this?! Unhand me!" he settles his gaze over and locks eyes with Erin "Fine is this what you desire lass?" his eyes were glazed over beneath that icy glow, but he seemed to be in control of all his faculties
Erin was ready to keep tugging and even jumping onto Caerwyn's back if she had too though now that the big guy has him she frowns "wake the fuck up Caerwyn.. I know your fucking in there wake the fuck up.. your scaring me!" yeah cuz you know the whole scaring the girl thing might work right.. She bites her lip "Don't make me have to fucking kick you where it will hurt"
<OOC> Karth adds his name. Dammit, missed that.
Karth says "Karth Drathos ap Direann" in response to Locke's question, at long last.
Sterling frowns a bit as he peers after Caerwyn, Erin, and Ernst. "I could attempt a Heather Balm," he says. "But that typically heals hurts of the body. I know not how it would handle an injured mind. But still... I am fresh out of ideas. But we needs must think of something soon. Every moment gives Shade more time to prepare to resist us. And I would have that blackguard -dealt- with."
Caerwyn grunts shifting his weight inside of the bear hug "Damnit Broderick! This is no time for manly affection! Save your feelings for after the battle is done!" He didn't remember Broderick being that damn strong! His gaze falls over to Sterling "Damnit where do you think I was going? That nightmare will end on my blade!"
"That way is a trap, Sir." He says, hoisting the sidhe like he was a sack of feathers. "You must weather the indignity of this. I will submit myself for reprimand when we reach the Keep once the battle is done. But I shall tell our Lord that I do this in the interest of your well-being." He says, happily getting into character in order to make things easier for Caerwyn, until someone fixes his head in any case. He attempts to move back to the others, his hammer making a fine beacon in the dark. Assuming of course, the sidhe does not resist.
<OOC> Ernst claims that, if it wasn't obvious.
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Karth rolls Intelligence + Lore Changeling vs 6 for 3 successes.
3 4 +6 +7 +9
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<OOC> Caerwyn says, "lol quick someone fix him"
Erin frowns when Caerwyn goes on babbling and Erin did warn but she doesn't kick him at least not yet, and hopefully she doesn't. Don't they say pinch me when your dreaming she reaches over and as hard as she can where she can find flesh of course because with all that armor on might not be so easy she pinches him hard.
Slaine turns her eyes over to Karth as he makes his introduction, staring upon the Sidhe for a long, long moment. She does allow her eyes to stray only to fall upon Caerwyn as he continues to speak to them as if to others. She knows there is madness there, so many to focus on him, the satyr's eyes start to wander and look upon the area. They are in unfamiliar territory, there is distraction going on within, it puts the satyr on edge.. Leaving her to think the Shade is doing this.
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "ok since I don't want to side track us more. I honestly thought she said north. Caerwyn is in control of himself, just point him in the right direction :P"
Locke frown as he gets the words from Karth and he lets out a grunt before shaking his head, "I see. No one ever is. Going to make a freaking stunner when I'm done here for just this moment." He grumbles before looking back to Slaine for a moment checking upon her a couple long moments then tells her, "Stay safe, my seer." His head nods toward her before the Redcap takes off down the tunnel wandering toward the Shade with a grin tugging at his lips as he thinks about it moving off without slowing. The Warlord is on the hunt again letting Ernst drag the Sidhe along like a sack of potatos for it.
Karth sighs, still peering back at the group as he steps back and peers into Caerwyns face for a moment, then turns around. "He's fine!" he asserts again. "Just let him finish out with his dream, lest he think you the enemy and attack." he states as he turns to follow Locke down the passageway. "We must advance before they are on us. There is no point in retreating over the simple matter of a dreaming Sidhe." He flicks that sword, then he's off, hopefully the light's coming too.
<OOC> Sterling gives the 15 minute warning. :(
Sterling makes sure Caerwyn is seen to, and that the others are rejoining the party before he falls into step behind Locke. Sticking close to Slaine. "Fear not, Miss Slaine. I will keep you safe," he says softly to her.
Ernst sets Caerwyn back down on his feet, his huge arm pointing in the direction of Locke. "Look, our comrade leads the charge. Go after him, Sir Caerwyn, and I shall be just behind, bringing the torch with me." He figures the sidhe can make it on his own from here, plucking his massive warhammer from the ground and gripping it in both hands, the flames casting a large troll-shaped shadow as he stalks down the passageway, jogging a bit to catch up with Locke, making sure the others are behind.
<OOC> Conrad ....swipes a room from the map, for the interest of time. Whisles as he does it and poses.
Caerwyn actually growls "Well I'm glad atleast you're finally seeing some sense Broderick." he was in a killing mood and those bastard swords went away. He unslung the greatsword from over his shoulder, his touch causing icy blue runes to light up along the blade. With another snarl of command the blade bursts into flames and he goes charging down the hall, singing an ancient war chant.
Erin stops bothering Caerwyn when Karth says that he should be fine. She is falling a bit behind as everyone heads off ready for battle.
Leaving the area behind them, the heroes and heroine continue down the corridor suggested by Slaine. The corridor is winding, leading deep into what one might assume the mountains under the island. However, they are eventually greeted with another chamber and one far more wanting of their interest.
The cavern is wide yet not very tall. Ernst is a mere two feet from the ceiling and water drips, pours and otherwise floods the chamber with water that flows through cracks down into the unknown. Still no sigils or banners or any of the like.
The 'Shade', or whatever his actual name is, looks completely and utterly human save for distinct features that marks him as a creature of Dream. He is gaunt in appearance, average in build and is dressed in a deep brown robe. Eyes of cold nothingness greet any who look at them and a face that looks like it hasn't cracked a smile since the dawn of time.
Flanking him are two massive individuals, the size of Ernst and adorned with armor that appears to have been shaped out of bone, each weilding Troll-length longswords that seem to sheen with an everescent casade of Dark Glamour and are already primed, ready and loaded for battle.
Behind the Shade is a stone pillar of bone, to which it seems the seething power of that sickening Glamour spawns from.
<OOC> Sterling urghs. Bedtime for me. Work in the morning. :(
<OOC> Sterling says, "How close are we to being done?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "This is the final combat. After this it's mission successful."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGPD0ZBiMs0"
<OOC> Sterling nods. I'll try not to fall asleep in my chair.
<OOC> Conrad says, "If the time comes where you can't stay awake just lemme know. Give you a few chances to strut your stuff and be awesome."
Locke grins and he lets the tip of his scythe drag across the ground with a soft slow scratch as his head tilts to the side, "Evening gents." He calls out into the room as his tongue slips over his lips, "You must be the Shade and here Beast is going to be upset that he missed out on the fun. Can't ya'll set up some place a Drake can have some fun?" He asks him with a deep laugh running through him as the Redcap spins the scythe up into the ready position. He doesn't stop though his slow steps taking him forward letting the others catch anything that might dart from the sides he is trying to keep the attention of the big baddies in the center as best he can.
Sterling steps out into the chamber, his scowl turning dark and stormy as he sees the perversion of the Glamour of this place. Turning his gaze upon the Shade, he lifts his sword and levels it at the figure. "-You-," he growls, the anger of the sidhe giving strength to his words. "Your reign of terror is at an -end-, Shade! Behold, we bring your doom!"
Karth falls into step behind and to the side of the redcap, allowing him to 'lead the charge' as it were. He's obviously better with that thing than he is with his blade, it only makes sense. He does bring his blade up, keeping a watch to Locke's left side as he advances. Clearly, he's been taught some form of formations at some point. Ahh, Daireann.
Ernst grimaces at the dark figure before him. before sinking to a knee, his hammer set down in front of his form. His deep voice echoes from his immediate vicinity as he begins a low chant, every few syllables sending the pommel of his warhammer thudding against the low ground, energy writhing across his form. "Across the Gjallarbru with my song." He says, in ancient Norse as his song picks up, more, rhythmic thudding sounding out from him as he casts his bunk. Rising only once he's finished.
<OOC> Conrad will give a few more minutes for everyone to pose, while I use this opportunity for a bathroom stop :D
Caerwyn stalks along, his chanting growing faint though not ending (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fhZ5bv-3mxM), a wicked grin crosses his features as he lays those glowing blue eyes upon the Shade and his two guards. His eyes become heavily lidded and anyone familiar with his House knows that he's entered his fugue state. Flames lick up along the edge of his greatsword and he keeps it in a low ready stance "The nightmare ends now." His voice barely above a whisper
Slaine tries, to keep up, the satyr at this point having difficulty for some reason. Breathing shallowly, her skin still crawls, she edges away as others make their way into the chamber. It appears whatever has bothered this satyr is taking a firmer grip. Turning the other way, she grips the wall, and begins to backtrack.. Abandoning them, maybe.
Erin stays back just kind of watching with a unsure look though something seems to catch her attention and she looks towards the others then to whatever seems to be drawing her attention, it's really hard to tell what it is.
Ernst loses one Magical Essence
Ernst loses one Willpower
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Ernst rolls Wits + Fae vs 6 for 2 successes.
1 2 2 3 4 +7 +7 10
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the Standoff began, and Ernst cast his cantrip. Somewhere, in the Autumn World someone was watching Boondock Saints. The Dan have a really wicked sense of humor, because as the feet of both sides stepped off to battle Willam Defoe cried to the heavens. "There was a firefiiiight!" In epic Defoe fashion
<OOC> Conrad says, "Inits"
Erin has rolled initiative: 7
Caerwyn has rolled initiative: 10
Ernst has rolled initiative: 10
Conrad has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC Shade goes on 18
Karth has rolled initiative: 15
Conrad has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC DeathKnight 1 goes on 14
Conrad has rolled NPC initiatve: NPC deathknight 2 goes on 15
<OOC> Slaine is not going to be in this due to IC reasons ;p
<OOC> Conrad nodnods.
Locke has rolled initiative: 16
Sterling has rolled initiative: 14
<OOC> Conrad says, "Init order is such: Erin, Caerwyn/Ernst, Deathknight 1/Sterling, DeathKnight 2/Karth, Locke and then Shade. Bottom of the rack. Erin."
<OOC> Erin says, "Well I'm going to hide and wait till the bad guys are busy before I do what we talked about :)"
<OOC> Conrad says, "sounds good. Next. Caerwyn/Ernst."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "square off with whoever wants some, parry/riposte"
<OOC> Ernst says, "Is going to charge in and swing at one of the knights. And keep swinging at whatever I can get in range of after that."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Kk. Deathknight 1 will attack Caerwyn (has 2 Wayfare Actions at the end of the round). Sterling."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "remind me to use quicksilver BEFORE combat >.>"
<OOC> Sterling says, "Okay... can SHADE be hit with Fae 2?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "He cannot. (Need Fae 3 to hit Adhene))"
<OOC> Sterling dunnos what an Adhene is, so poo. Okay then... just gonna rush the dude and go for a sword hit.
<OOC> Conrad says, "You rush! Deathknight 2 will attempt to cut Sterling down as his approaches (1 Wayfare action at the end of the round). Karth, your up."
<OOC> Karth is gonna attack DeathKnight 2, so we can have an epic same init order timing.
<OOC> Karth says, "Erm, normal sword."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Oooooooh karmic strike. Nice. Next. Locke."
<OOC> Locke says, "Gonna got for a single strike on Shade and saving a pair of actions to dodge."
<OOC> Conrad says, "And noted! And to begin the Round, The Shade will be dipping into the glamour pool, and Holly Striking Locke."
<OOC> Locke says, "How very rude of him."
<OOC> Karth needs to remember his -1 to diff for Dragon's Ire next time xD
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Conrad rolls 8 vs 6 for 2 successes.
3 3 3 3 3 5 +6 +6
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Locke suffers FIRST BLOOD, with 2A. Locke. Roll that beautiful bean footage."
<OOC> Erin says, "hehe"
<OOC> Locke says, "Now the Redcap is unhappy."
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Locke rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 5 for 4 successes.
1 1 3 3 +7 +7 +8 +10 10 10
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<OOC> Conrad says, "The Shade will stand and take it, like a boss."
<OOC> Locke says, "Then he gets to roll his stamina vs 8 or feel the chill!"
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Conrad rolls 4 vs 8 for 2 successes.
2 5 +8 +9
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<OOC> Conrad says, "He's Fiiiine"
<OOC> Locke says, "Damn."
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Locke rolls Strength + 3 + 3 vs 6 for 2 successes.
1 1 2 3 3 5 5 +7 +7 8 9
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<OOC> Locke says, "BAH!"
<OOC> Locke says, "BAH I say!"
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Conrad rolls 2 vs 6 for 1 successes.
2 +8
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<OOC> Conrad says, "He takes 1A from your scythe of DOOM"
<OOC> Erin says, "I agree bah"
<OOC> Locke says, "Does switching from a dodge to an attack count as aborting an action?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "You can only swap the other way around."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Attack to D, rather than D to Attack"
<OOC> Locke says, "Ah."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Karth and Deathknight 2 are up. Karth, roll your wonderments."
<OOC> Conrad says, "I am rolling to hit sterling with nastystuff."
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Conrad rolls 6 vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 5 5 5 5 7
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<OOC> Conrad says, "And swing and a miss!"
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Karth rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 2 successes.
1 2 3 4 +6 +6 8
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Karth rolls Strength + 1 + 2 vs 6 for 4 successes.
3 +7 +7 +9 +10
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Conrad rolls 3 vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 2 9
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<OOC> Sterling says, "Whew."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Deathknight takes 4!"
<OOC> Karth beams.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Next up is Sterling/Deathknight 1 who is going for Caerwyn"
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Conrad rolls 6 vs 6 for 5 successes.
4 +6 +9 +9 +10 +10
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<OOC> Caerwyn says, "hey you found the good dice, nice"
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Caerwyn rolls Dexterity + Melee + 1 vs 6 for 4 successes.
1 1 2 2 +7 +8 +8 +9 10 10
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Sterling rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 4 successes.
3 4 +8 +9 +9 +9
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<OOC> Caerwyn says, "fucking thanks 1's :D"
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Sterling rolls Strength + 4 + 2 vs 6 for 6 successes.
2 4 5 +7 +7 +8 +8 +10 +10
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Conrad rolls 8 vs 6 for 2 successes.
1 3 4 5 5 +6 +7 8
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Armor soak for 2 Caer"
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Caerwyn rolls 3 vs 6 for 2 successes.
2 +7 +10
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Conrad rolls 2 vs 6 for 2 successes.
+8 +9
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Shade takes 4 from Sterling"
<OOC> Sterling says, "Booyaka."
<OOC> Conrad says, "And Caerwyn also deflects."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Next up is Caerwyn and Ernst"
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Caerwyn rolls Dexterity + Melee + 1 vs 6 for 4 successes.
1 2 3 4 4 +6 +6 +7 +7 8
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Caerwyn rolls Strength + 3 + 3 + 2 vs 6 for 2 successes.
1 1 3 3 4 5 5 +7 +9 9 10
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<OOC> Karth says, "It's a good thing I don't look threatening..."
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Conrad rolls 3 vs 6 for 1 successes.
1 +8 9
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<OOC> Conrad says, "DK1 takes 1L"
<OOC> Ernst says, "Time to help out Caerwyn, I've 3 Wayfare actions remaining."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "aren't we swinging for chimerical?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "It's 'chimerical lethal'."
<OOC> Conrad says, "You imaginarily stabbed me!"
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Ernst rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 3 successes.
1 3 4 5 +6 +8 +9 10
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<OOC> Caerwyn says, "hah"
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Ernst rolls Strength + 7 + 2 vs 6 for 9 successes.
1 2 3 3 4 4 +6 +7 +7 +8 +8 +8 +9 +9 +9 10
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Conrad rolls 3 vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 2 7
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Which one were you hitting Ernst?"
<OOC> Ernst says, "The one smacking Caerwyn."
<OOC> Conrad says, "If it wasn't for that 1 damage he got earlier *snaps fingers*"
<OOC> Conrad says, "So DK1 is paste."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Lastly, Erin goes into hiding mode?"
<OOC> Erin says, "puts her tiara on and goes into hiding mode"
<OOC> Conrad thumbs up. "Next is Wayfare Actions, DeathKnight 2 has 1, and Ernst has 3. Deathknight up to bat, and goes for Ernst.
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Conrad rolls 6 vs 6 for 2 successes.
2 3 5 5 +9 +9
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<OOC> Ernst will attempt a parry/riposte if that's fine. Will I have to abort?
<OOC> Conrad says, "It'll exhaust a Wayfare Action so you would have 2 rather than 3"
<OOC> Ernst says, "Gotcha!"
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Ernst rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 1 successes.
1 1 3 4 5 +7 8 8
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Conrad rolls 7 vs 6 for 3 successes.
2 2 3 5 +7 +8 +10
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<OOC> Conrad says, "Armor Soak for 3"
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Ernst rolls 3 vs 6 for 1 successes.
3 5 +6
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<OOC> Conrad says, "You take 2 damage! SECOND BLOOD (that's a record so far)"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Your go."
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Ernst rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 2 successes.
1 3 3 3 3 +7 +8 9
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<OOC> Conrad notes to self...bad guys...power armor...
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "We brought a troll :D"
<OOC> Erin will have to learn to make Armor
<OOC> Conrad says, "...yes. Yes you did :D"
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Ernst rolls Strength + 7 + 1 vs 6 for 8 successes.
2 3 4 5 5 5 5 +6 +7 +7 +7 +8 +8 +8 +9
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<OOC> Conrad lols
<OOC> Erin says, "nice"
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Conrad rolls 3 vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 5 7
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<OOC> Conrad says, "HA!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "He's toast to."
<OOC> Locke makes some bitchin' armor.
<OOC> Locke buffs his own set.
<OOC> Caerwyn needs some bitching armor and weapon >.>
<OOC> Karth wants some bitchin armor.
<OOC> Locke made his scythe too.
<OOC> Conrad thankfully has bitching Sidhe Plate armor.
<OOC> Conrad says, "But that's for another time. Ernst! You have one more pulse-pounding action left."
<OOC> Caerwyn has some and never wears it >.>
<OOC> Conrad says, "The Dex Penalty is ick, but the 6 dice is good."
<OOC> Ernst is going to charge the Shade.
<OOC> Conrad says, "You charge sir!"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "yeah, figured it was a stealth mission so I wore the light stuff"
<OOC> Locke gets 6 soak - the dex pen. With lots of other goodies.
<OOC> Conrad says, "May you roll poorly so I can give you people freakin' battle wounds to make it at least SEEM hard :D"
Ernst loses one Willpower
<OOC> Ernst is mad.
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Ernst rolls Dexterity + Melee vs 6 for 5 successes.
3 3 5 +6 +6 +7 +8 +10
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<OOC> Conrad slips Ernst my dice.
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Ernst rolls Strength + 7 + 5 vs 6 for 6 successes.
1 1 1 1 2 3 3 5 5 +6 +6 +6 +7 +7 +8 8 9 9 10
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<OOC> Conrad says, "HA!"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "haha"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "4 1's"
<OOC> Ernst shakes fist.
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Conrad rolls 2 vs 6 for 1 successes.
5 +7
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<OOC> Conrad phew.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Next round! As I will assume the party is about to gangrape the Shade (as is deserving)...Erin! What is the Kinain doing?"
<OOC> Erin says, "My sneaky mission of course :) do I g et there? do i Huh huh?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "You do!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Am I right in assuming the line-up is going to Dogpile on Shade-ddue?"
<OOC> Ernst says, "I imagine so!"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "yeah, bad time to be that dude"
<OOC> Karth says, "Unless Locke botches three times and kills us all."
<OOC> Slaine says, "Night guys."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "night!"
<OOC> Sterling says, "Nanite!"
<OOC> Erin snuggles Slaine "Night night beautiful
<OOC> Locke swings all around!
<OOC> Conrad says, "K. Then at the top of the round Shade is going to unleash some last-minute pain...as the ST wonders why I didn't do this before: Holly Strike Fae+Scene for AoE ripping."
<OOC> Locke says, "Night Slaine, rest well. :)"
<OOC> Karth says, "Damn him!"
<OOC> Ernst says, "Night Slaine!"
<OOC> Locke notes he's back up to only 1 Agg, Conrad. From armor.
<OOC> Conrad he will even put a little bit of pizazz into it, just to make sure something sticks.
<OOC> Slaine says, "Glad I am not there!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Got it! *thumbs up to Locke*"
<OOC> Erin says, "owie"
<OOC> Locke says, "Reflex heal FTW!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "With my guess..I will guess 2 suxx."
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Conrad rolls 7 vs 6 for 7 successes.
+7 +7 +8 +8 +8 +9 +10
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<OOC> Conrad says, "LOLLLLLL"
<OOC> Locke snorts!
<OOC> Slaine says, "Wow"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "hahahaha"
<OOC> Conrad says, "So he had an atomic bomb in his chest apparently."
<OOC> Karth says, "At least armor soaks O.o"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "lol can you toss WP into a soak roll?"
<OOC> Locke can survive that. Just burns a shit ton of glamour in his armor. Not sure how others will be doing though.
<OOC> Conrad says, "You cannot"
<OOC> Ernst says, "Conrad traded his dice for mine."
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "hah"
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Caerwyn rolls 3 vs 6 for 1 successes.
2 3 +10
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<OOC> Caerwyn says, "nice"
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Karth rolls 1 vs 6 for 1 successes.
+8
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<OOC> Karth says, "I lived!"
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Ernst rolls 3 vs 6 for 0 successes.
3 3 5
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Locke rolls 6 vs 6 for 0 successes.
1 1 2 3 6 10
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<OOC> Locke laughs!
<OOC> Conrad snaps fingers. "Look at it this way. When you boast about your daring strike against the Shade you can say he ONLY hit you at the very end, but he almost killed you.
<OOC> Locke flexes his mighty dice.
<OOC> Erin says, "Do I have to roll too and does Armor block some of the owie?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Armor is blocking the owie."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Because your getting hit too."
<OOC> Karth ponders how the regeneration merit translates to revised.
<OOC> Sterling says, "Holly Strike is aggro, isn't it?"
<OOC> Ernst says, "You are not Fae so I don't think you get hit. Unless I'm wrong?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Yes."
<OOC> Conrad says, "True! Thank you Ernst"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Erin is not affected."
<OOC> Sterling can't soak it then. So... how much damage? >.>
<OOC> Conrad says, "7"
<OOC> Locke now has to burn 7 points of glamour and is left with 2 his his armor. *eyes Conrad*
<OOC> Sterling says, "Christ."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Glad I thought of the Oakenshield."
<OOC> Conrad says, "It was a -very- smart move."
<OOC> Ernst has 2 left.
<OOC> Erin flexes
<OOC> Conrad says, "Oh sorry Locke for helping you prove your awesome armor by SOAKING A TAC-NUKE ;P"
<OOC> Slaine says, "Have fun ya'll!"
<OOC> Locke says, "Well it -technically- didn't soak it. It just healed the fuck out of Locke as it happened. He's just Wolverine when it's on basically."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Alright. Anyone with 7 damage is KO'ed. You are not dead (the wonders of chimerical damage)."
<OOC> Caerwyn is at 1 ..quick someone get the tylenol, that shit is going to sting in the morning
<OOC> Karth snorts, dances a jig at -6.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Now! Locke. Strike true."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Fortunately, I don't need Glamour to heal chimerical damage. >.>"
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Locke rolls Melee + Dexterity vs 5 for 2 successes.
1 2 2 3 4 4 4 +5 +7 8
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Locke rolls Melee + Dexterity vs 5 for 2 successes.
1 1 1 2 4 +5 +5 6 8 9
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Locke rolls Melee + Dexterity vs 5 for 5 successes.
1 2 2 3 +5 +6 +7 +8 +8 9
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<OOC> Locke says, "There."
<OOC> Locke says, "He got any dodge?"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Hell no. He was the wizard of the party."
<OOC> Locke rubs his hand together.
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Locke rolls Strength + 3 + 1 vs 6 for 7 successes.
2 4 +6 +8 +9 +9 +9 +9 +10
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Locke rolls Strength + 3 + 1 vs 6 for 6 successes.
4 5 5 +6 +7 +7 +8 +9 +9
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Locke rolls Strength + 3 + 4 vs 6 for 1 successes.
1 2 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 5 +6 9
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<OOC> Sterling says, "Christ fuck."
<OOC> Locke says, "Die."
<OOC> Conrad says, "It was his Armor, his armor was more pissed than the Redcap was."
<OOC> Sterling says, "How are you getting three attacks in one action? O.O"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Scythe. It has buffs."
<OOC> Conrad says, "Armor too. It's pretty sick."
<OOC> Sterling could use some of those buffs.
<OOC> Locke says, "Armor gives + 1 physical action, Scythe gives + 1 physical action and 1 normal."
<OOC> Conrad says, "He however -cannot- poop in it yet...not even Tony Stark can make that sh** work in his Iron Man armor *poses*"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "damn brb"
<OOC> Erin says, "who's turn is it?"
<OOC> Karth was waiting on the nuke pose, assuming the Shade is dead xD
<OOC> Erin says, "ah"
<OOC> Caerwyn says, "back"
So the battle begins in earnest. The Shade is what made the fight difficult, which unfortunately for him every single person was gunning for him. Launching off with a Holly Strike that sliced into Locke's body, lascerations festering to necrotic wounds as Sterling joined the Redcap in bringing damnation upon the Adhene. Meanwhile, Caerwyn, Ernst and Karsh fought the fell knights summoned to defend the Shade. Erin meanwhile slipped into the shadows to skulk past the fighting aiming for the pillar behind the Shade.
Soon however, Ernst was too much the Troll. Maybe it was the remembrance that lit a fire in his eyes, bringing his hammer down to strike each Deathknight to ashes under his strength, followed by a near death blow to the Shade himself, retaliating by unleashing his strength against the heroes! Everyone looked as if their flesh had been ripped from their bones, the wounds gaping so wide, and so deep that the wounds would seem to take months to heal. Locke almost looked as if he was blasted away, but the brilliance of Glamour found in his armor gave it's life back to the wearer keeping him anchored in this world. Thus, it all ended when Locke diced the Shade to ribbons, fading away into the deepest recesses of the Dreaming back where such foul nightmares belong.
Immediately after that, the determination of one small Kinain came to light. It would have been more courageous, boastable, and impressive if it happened in the middle of combat...but alas, our heroes are too epic. She had snuck behind the pillar and gave it a push, the malfescence of that sickening Glamour lashing at her body like condemned tendrils seeking to bring her into a terror beyond imagination. It was for not, the pillar cascaded into a million pieces on the ground, a deafening *boom* echoed throughout what seemed to be miles across that sent Erin flying back ten feet and colliding into the ground, unconscious.
As seconds tick by the Dark Glamour that riddled the tunnels begins to lessen, like a morning dew leaving come afternoon's sun until it is just a cave that has nothing impressive in it.
<OOC> Sterling says, "Nice. :)"
<OOC> Sterling says, "So who's actually down and needing healing?"
<OOC> Caerwyn is at 1
<OOC> Karth is down, but will not need healing.
<OOC> Locke says, "Basically everyone."
<OOC> Sterling would pick up a dot of Scene, but that tends to dilute things. x.x
Karth takes the blow, gasping in pain as he drops to the ground next to the deathknight. His armor luckily takes most of the blow, his flesh peeling and ripping with that dark energy. He's not unconscious, but his wounds do almost immediately begin to mend at a slow pace in his laying position on the ground, causing the Sidhe to push his arm under him and raise his head to peer about the battlefield.
Heidrek the Greybeard was born for battle, his affinity for it did not dissipate with age. Massive legs sending him thundering across the field, towards his foes. He leaps forward as one Death Knight strikes at Caerwyn. He is unable to stop the blow to the sidhe, but like a meteor his hammer comes down and caves in the chest of the first knight, a snarl coming from the Troll as he wrenches his flaming free of the creature's mangled chestplate. He kicks the unmoving body aside to meet the second knight coming from him. The sword bites through Ernst's fur and chain battle gear, the Troll letting out a defiant growl in response, hefting his hammer and sending a horizontal swing to the knight's head.
A flash of fiery fury, and the head flew from his shoulders like a golf-ball, the armored skull crashing into the wall and cracking it before thudding uselessly to the ground. The body drooped and fell soon after, but Ernst was already gone. Nothing that large should move so quickly, and there he is upon the Shade. Icy breath leaves the troll's nostrils as he brings his hammer down, mangling the Shade's legs, but not enough. The blast was unexpected, cracks appearing over the primeval warrior's flesh as a snarl of pain uttered. Despite this, he remains standing, watching Locke's handiwork with a grim satisfaction. When the pillar falls, he takes a step back. "The Nightmare is fading." He says with awe, watching the taint slowly dissapate. He smiles, for the first time since he entered this place.
Flesh blasted from him it burns away from Locke the Warlord staggers back a couple steps the swell of glamour flying around him healing his body as quickly as it's blown away from him. When the Redcap's eyes open there is a boiling rage that shows within them, "Wrong. Move. Asshole." He growls back out to him and the kith whirls the scythe around spinning and slicing it carves the figure up into tiny bite sized chunks. Feeling the nightmare drain away the Redcap points the weapon back down toward the remains of the figure. "Don't fucking mess with them from the Peak." He tells it before stepping over the remains of the body wandering toward the pillar to make sure that it continues to crumble and fall away. His eyes flit back over the room a moment and he looks to Sterling, "You might want to get to healing." He says before starting to pick through the remains of the deathknights and the Shade to see if there is anything there he needs to gather up or something holding Skyla.
Caerwyn plants his blade into the ground before him, kneeling behind it as the blasts rips through the room shredding off most of his armor and flesh, as the Shade dies his eyes clear. The vision of his old compatriots fading from view. A single tear falls from his eyes as they wink and shift back to glowing his usual yellow "Until next I dream old friends..." he said quietly, with some pain in his voice
Well Erin did want to learn to fly but this was far for what she had in mind. Why she did will probably go unanswerd for a while flying ten feet and hitting your head isn't always a good thing as she lays there unconscious.
Slowly, Lord Sterling strides across the field towards the Shade, the fury of the sidhe lending dread might to his countenance. Even as one of the fell knights attempts to bar his passage, he steps aside to avoid the blow. "FOR FIONA! FOR THE WHITE ROSE! AMORRRR GLORIAAAAH!!" Leaping forward, his blade cuts a swath through the Shade, scoring a most palpable hit. And then, Locke joins the battle, finishing the job. But at such a cost. He staggers back as the Holly Strike shears into him. Protected by his own magic, the attack ablates away the Oakenshield blessing, leaving him less wounded than the others. As Locke strikes the killing blow, he hefts his sword high. "VICTOR LEONIS ARGENTUM!!" he roars. "THUS EVER FOR THE WICKED!!" He pants for breath, grinding his teeth against the pain of his wounds. He looks around the battlefield, taking note of the wounded where they have fallen. Until his eyes alight on Erin's unconscious form. The one thing that can bring fear to the heart of a Fiona is a threat to a loved one.
Sterling's face pales, his sword clanging to the ground as he bolts to her side. "Erin!" he gasps, dropping to her knees. Fingers press to her throat as he checks for a pulse, trembling hands checking her for wounds. Then, holding one of her hands in his own, he presses it to his heart. Eyes drift closed as he turns his face towards the sky. "O ye Powers of Heather and Healing, hear and attend! It is I, Lord Richard Sterling, son of the Silver Lion, who calls you! To the Graces Fair and Lords of Night, I consecrate this woman. I demand their healing power be laid upon her!" Muttering quietly in language that has not been heard by mortals since the days before the Dreaming was Sundered, he fashions his Glamour into a cantrip, working to heal her injuries.
The Deathknights are slowly fading away, the Nightmare that gave them breath dissipating from them until there is nothing left but hollow marks outlining their bodies...and even those get washed away by the steady stream of water that lingers in the chamber. The Shade, as well, has dissipated back to whatever hellish corner of the Dreaming houses such beasts. Besides the scattering of bones, all of which remain very real, nothing is in the room to Locke's, or anyone's observation.
Karth stands fully from his position, the muscle tissue and sinew of those opens wounds slapping back into place. He starts to limp about, looking around the room as the dark glamour disintegrates, before peering about to the healing Sterling. He appears to be slowly becoming fine again. He does give Caerwyn and glance, stepping over to the man to simply pat him on the shoulder from behind, seeing as he understand exactly what just happened with the man. He offers no words though, maybe his larynx isn't healed up fully yet.
Sterling loses one Magical Essence
Sterling loses one Willpower
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Sterling rolls Stamina + Actor vs 4 for 2 successes.
1 1 2 3 3 +5 +7 7 9
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<OOC> Sterling says, "..."
<OOC> Sterling says, "You're shitting me, right? >.<"
<OOC> Sterling says, "Well, heal 3 Erin. XD"
Ernst brings his hammer up, gazing into the flame for a few long moments before breathing over it, the magical flame slowly dissapating as if the Troll puts out a candle. And then hangs it over his back. He walks a bit stiffly, a roadmap of cracks and gashes coiling over the Troll's body, heavy bootsteps taking him over to Caerwyn. "There are more battles to fight. And more friends that need protecting." A massive hand lowers, offered to the Sidhe. "There is never time for rest. Those of old are never forgotten"
Erin is breathing, she just litterly got the win taken out of her well she might have a nice goose egg in the back of her head well till Sterling picks her up and demand for healing. There isn't any blood but there is something different in her hair or maybe it's the light that's hitting her weird. She groans a little bit as she seems to be coming around.
Locke frowns as bits start to fade out and he reaches down to scoop up the skull of Shade looking at it before he drops it into one of the big pockets inside of it and he looks back to the others for a moment, "Ow." Is all he says when he looks at how blasted they are. A frown on his lips for a moment before giving his head a shake, "That ain't good. And fuck I have to pay for drinks. Free at Icepeak I suggest a soak in the spring. Good for burns." Hot water generally bad for it... but those springs are not usual. But then he frowns and looks around counting head... "Son of a bitch..." he starts walking back toward the corridor his head looking over his shoulder, "Ya'll look good." He says before calling out into the corridor, "SLAINE!?" His voice booming out down it as he calls for where the Satyr went.
Caerwyn gives a small dip of his head, huffing out a soft command his blade extinguishes and he rises unsteadily to his feet "Aye. Always another battle my friends."
Sterling's face breaks into a broad smile as Erin starts to stir. "Oh thank the -Graces-!" he says, sweeping his arms around her and cradling her close. Rocking her gently, holding her as though she might dissipate like the Shade did. "Praise Their goodness. Praise Their goodness," he mutters over and over. "Oh Erin. My sweetest Erin. My dear, brave girl." He presses a couple of kisses to her face, stroking her hair. He glances over at the other members of the party. "A moment, comrades, and I shall come and see to you!" He looks back down at Erin. "The others are injured, dear Erin. Are you all right? Can I leave you be for a time? I'll just be over there, with the others. I want you to rest here for a time and not move too suddenly. All right? Can you do that for me?"
Karth turns a bit to Locke, snickering a little bit as he releases Caerwyns shoulder and walking with a bit less of a limp, and faster even, as those wounds simply continue to mend. "I'm sure we'll meet her on the way out." he mentions to Locke as the ever regenerating Sidhe passes him up, his duty done here, and starts to slowly move off back down the tunnels. "Wonder what's down those other passages..." he says quietly.
Erin looks just a tad lost but rubs the back of her head giving Sterling a nod "Yes go see to them" wow no cuss words she must of hit her head really hard or something. She sits there trying to get her bearings with a bit of a lost look in her eyes, hey getting knocked out can do that. She does try to smile at STerling to show him that she's alright.
Post-Scene Words
<OOC> Locke needs some of that sleep stuff.
<OOC> Karth says, "Pfft."
<OOC> Erin snuggles the Locke
<OOC> Sterling says, "Me too. I have to be up for work in... 6 hours."
<OOC> Erin says, "ouch"
<OOC> Karth says, "Twas fun!"
<OOC> Conrad says, "If you guys like, we can end it here. I can always post an aftermath on the BB board"
<OOC> Locke hasn't gotten a full 6hrs of sleep in... oh... 11 days.
<OOC> Sterling says, "I like my job, I'd like to keep it. XD"
<OOC> Conrad says, "I believe that is a fair argument sir."
<OOC> Erin says, "I'm ok with the aftermath on the bb if everyone is"
<OOC> Karth sagenods.
<OOC> Sterling says, "Sounds good to me!"
<OOC> Karth says, "Oh yea, all good."
<OOC> Locke says, "Can do that. Ya'll will get free drinks at Icepeak as well when you like."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Even better. :)"
<OOC> Ernst says, "Goodnight you guys. It was plenty of fun. Thanks a whole lot for running this, Conrad."
<OOC> Locke says, "Indeed, thanks! Was fun."
<OOC> Sterling says, "Very much fun, yes. Nice that we all had our chance to be awesome!"
<OOC> Locke crawls off to bed.
<OOC> Conrad says, "Sorry if it wasn't as epic as it may have been presented. I tried to scramble a touch on this and had a lot of off-hand notes.. Hopefully it was fun for all and suspenseful. :)"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Congrats for surviving everyone!"
<OOC> Locke says, "No it was pretty bitchin'!"
<OOC> Sterling had fun!
<OOC> Karth says, "It was fun, yes!"
<OOC> Locke says, "Was the most powerful Locke's ever gotten to fight."
<OOC> Karth says, "And I got hurt, I was afraid I wouldn't."
<OOC> Locke says, "*most powerful thing"
<OOC> Erin says, "I loved it.. I got to do something!"
<OOC> Locke crawls off.
Locke has left.
Slaine has left.
<OOC> Sterling goes fasplant.
<OOC> Sterling will get +noms in tomorrow. x.x
<OOC> Erin says, "night to all that are leaving"
<OOC> Conrad says, "Thankfully only now did my internet decided to seizure"
<OOC> Karth snorts.
<OOC> Ernst says, "Lucky us!"
<OOC> Karth will be back to full health in less than a minute... Woot!
<OOC> Conrad says, "Alrigt. I leave people to their respective beds and/or RPs as it pleases you and I will work on cleaning the log and make an aftermath post. :)"
<OOC> Erin says, "awesome :)"
<OOC> Erin hugs you all because well she can
<OOC> Ernst bleeds on Erin.
<OOC> Erin says, "hey hey.."
<OOC> Erin hugs "I'm going to go on home since we all seem to be idling so phhht
<OOC> Erin says, "Thank you again that was epic you all rock"
<OOC> Karth says, "Do you bleed sparkly stuff?"
<OOC> Karth says, "Like glitter."
<OOC> Erin says, "we sparkle!"
<OOC> Erin says, "oh wait me not so much"
<OOC> Erin hugs
