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GoldenOuroboros · 05-19-2003, 04:02 AM

Darghon looks at the man now 'thing' "Hrmm a walking barbeque..."

Apokx · 05-19-2003, 04:54 AM

Attrah:

"Excuse me,Master Orc.( Looking at the gentlemen with the tree trunk) Would you mind making a wager? 4 beers if you can knock Mr. corpse more than 50 feet.What do you say?"

redravin40 · 05-19-2003, 05:49 AM

Staggering on partially burnt legs, the flaming man moves towards the group.
Its face opens in a flaming rictus and a sound like water running over hot coal comes from mouth.

GoldenOuroboros · 05-19-2003, 03:04 PM

"Come on guys, should we really be wagering on the burnt out undead corpse of these poor folks dead loved ones?" Darghon looks around at the group, then at the slowly approaching corpse and finally at tower "I'll give you four beers as well tower"

redravin40 · 05-19-2003, 07:25 PM

With all the villagers hiding behind bolted doors, the square is empty but for the stalwart band and the burning zombie slowly moving toward them. It was like a cart wreck you just couldn't turn your eyes away.
Father Quadrial shook his head at the jesting of his comrades. It came with being battle hardened, the black sense of humor and he was every bit as bad.
Just as he too was about to make a wager out of the corner of his eye he caught movement.
While they had been paying attention to the burning man, shadows were moving in from the eves and roofs of the houses around them.
Father Quadrial shouted in horror as something that might once have been a child scuttled over the eves and straight down the wall toward them.
"To arms my brothers, we are under attack."

GoldenOuroboros · 05-19-2003, 07:45 PM

"oh for lord and mercy" Darghon now sensing the evil aroudn him, grabs the hilt from its pouch. Closing his eyes he expands his mind sensing the bodies and evil (OOC: Red you can decide what I sense and how many). He opens his eyes and puts two hands on the pipe.

"Lightblade, cometh to my aid and help thwart this evil" Darghon says above voice. The topaz crackles with magical energy and out of it emerges a bright blade of pure light, those of evil cower from it's luminance. (OOC: Does double damage in the game to all undead, demons and evil beings). Darghon takes the 4ft blade in one hand and takes a martial arts stance. "Lets dance.."

(Edit: Damn italics...)

Apokx · 05-20-2003, 12:38 AM

"Very well,if I must."

Attrah draws his sword.The large broad sword eminates a hum of disturbance.

Sword info:Obviously magical.Family Artifact.Blessed ( by priests of good and evil. )

Tower · 05-20-2003, 01:56 AM

[OOC: I apologize for being absent lately. Moved back home from college for the summer and it hasn't given me a whole lot of online time to RP as I would desire to.]

Smirking at Attrah and Darghon, his chest heaves slightly as he chuckles, yet he produces no sound, his mind a little weary of sending someone's dead relative soaring through the air -- watching the potential saviors of this little village so carelessly maul their dead family members probably wouldn't help the overall moral of the villagers.

Albeit, Tower still liked the idea. A coy grin bent his lips apart.. until the Priest announced that they had company. Not minding the walking, flaming zombie much as it was stumbly along at such a slow pace, he glanced about in an attempt to notice the 'company'.

After watching the swirling shadows for a few seconds, he snorted and lowered the small tree trunk from his shoulders into his arms and began approaching the flaming zombie. He intended to bring the log down between the zombie's neck and shoulder, hopefully collapsing the creation in an easy, peaceful flowing motion -- an effort with only enough energy to knock it down and hopefully stop it from moving, but not enough to smash the flaming carcass apart.

redravin40 · 05-20-2003, 02:23 AM

The half-orc's well chosen blow smashes the fiery corpse to the ground.
Father Quadrial tries to cast another circle of life only to find it resricted to the area around the party.
From out of the shadow six once humans, slip in and out of the shadows looking for a point of attack.
Darghon senses that their are others besides the ones they can see.

Bob Biter · 05-20-2003, 06:25 AM

Vinoh hastily falls back inside the newly created holy circle conjured by Father Quadrial. It seems they wouldn't have to look for trouble after all. He smiles slightly as Tower brings down the flaming zombie, but quickly focuses on the situation at hand. These "shadow beings" must be stopped, but how? Darghon's lightblade and Attrah's holy sword could obviously be of some use, but that would require close-combat, which would make them vulnerable to attack once outside the circle.

Vinoh looks down at his own weapon, a simple wooden scout's club. This simply wouldn't do...

Suddenly, the mind mage gets a flash of inspiration. The group would not go to these "things"... they would come to the group, one at a time if necessary.

Vinoh focuses on the shadowy figures. They dart back and forth, testing the circle's holy might, waiting for it to drop... He waits for one of them to make a pass... When a devilish face draws to close to the group, Vinoh extends his hand swiftly towards it and stares it down. He imposes his will on it, forcing it to rise into the air. Yes, the shade would come to him and face judgement for the chaos it sowed.

*Psychic power - Telekinesis: Raise the shadowy figure into the air and pull it towards the circle, making it vulnerable to the group's attacks.*

redravin40 · 05-20-2003, 06:38 AM

On realizing he is being dragged into the air, the black clad teenager starts to whirl like a dog chasing its tail.
Spinnig wildly into the circle of light the undead boy screams with the voices of trapped souls.
Flying claws, slashing feet, and bared fangs show him to be one of the old turned, an undead master who lives through the lives he has brought to evil.

GoldenOuroboros · 05-20-2003, 03:24 PM

"The dark is strong within this one..." Darghon raises his light blade in readyness to take a slice out of the undead when it is close enough "Hold him steady Vinoh"

Darghon takes steady aim and swings at the floating teen. The light blade sears through the arm that came up to block the blade. The arm writhes on the ground. Darghon takes another swing, this time getting his original target and decapitating the body. "Remember folks, decapitation is the only way."

Darghon holds an open hand towards the body. Murmering strange words his eyes open and he yells out "Ignite!" The once animated body and head of the undead teen bursts into flame. The flesh almost seems to cry out as it is burnt away and turns to dust.

Darghon grins "Good work Vinoh" Darghon looks at him, then back to the shadows "So.. who's next?"

Apokx · 05-20-2003, 08:57 PM

Preparing to sever the darkness with his blade,Attrah sees the mind mages seem to easily split up and destroy the living shadow.

"If they are that easy,it's not even worth my time."

Placing the sword on his back again,he continues to the inn.

"Oh,and by the way Tower.If you accepted my bet I think you owe me 4 beers."

OOC:If you havent noticed yet,Attrah isnt a paladin.For now he's a blackguard who seems to lean toward good on occasion ( ask in character and he might tell you some of his story ).As for his powers I have a few in mind.

redravin40 · 05-20-2003, 09:35 PM

With no sound or warning the rest of the undead charge the party.
Attrah has put his sword away and suddenly finds himself with long, cold arms wrapped around him and sharp teeth trying to bite out his throat.
Leaping through the air with incredible force another slams into Darghon who is armed and more prepared.
Vinoh is in the middle of regaining his strength from the mind carry of the just killed monster when a man clad only in what appears to be a layer of mold attacks him.
The two half orcs move to help and are attacked by two children armed with look like the fangs of a sabrecat. They use the fangs as climbing pitons to climb up the big warriors.
Father Quadrial is stunned to see a man dressed in the robes of a cleric, head shaved in the classic monks circle, charging at him.
The dead holy man has a staff much like the Fathers but it is tipped with a pitchblack point.

Tower · 05-20-2003, 09:57 PM

Tower: Eh.. ?!

The Half-Orc turned about in suprise. After dropping the flaming zombie, he didn't realize such action would leap into play so quickly. Turning to face the group, he found the sharp bite of pain as little ..tools.. dug into his flesh. Wearing nothing more than the leather loincloth/rough-hewn shorts, he felt each gnaring attempt by the little monsters to ascend.

Instantly confused, he stumbled back. Trying to gather his surroundings and exactly what was going on, he was caught off guard. He noticed that Attrah was in desperate measures much like himself, and he saw Darghon get slammed into and then lost sight of him as other action ensued. His focus regained on the mold-like man and Tower caught wind of the figure attacking Father Quadrial, but everything happened so quickly it seemed like a haze.

After a moment of regaining his composure, he quickly came to. He wasn't sure what the children were doing, but he didn't care for it at all. While his better judgement told him to drop the flaming zombie easily as to not offend any villagers, he quickly lost his level-headedness to anger. Thankfully, insane berserk rage didn't set in -- Tower was always glad he didn't entirely lose his head every time he found himself in a conflict.

Taking a step back, he balanced on one foot and tried to use the other to kick the child in the chest and send it back a foot or two. Whilst performing this rather acrobatic feat for an Orc, he set up the trunk a bit better. If he could manage to kick the child off, he was entirely prepared to crack it in the face with the small tree trunk and send it hurtling.

Apokx · 05-21-2003, 01:21 AM

Realizing that play time is over,Attrah's mind snaps back to times of war and battle.

"You choose your foes unwisely."

Activating Power:Life Exchange. ( Basically Life is exchanged between Attrah and his target.In this case,the switch of positive/negative energies damages both parties.Attrah is used to this and has braced himself for the pain.) Attrah never uses this power to the point of causing unconciousness/death.

GoldenOuroboros · 05-21-2003, 03:46 AM

Darghon grabs the undead child around the throat and tries to push him a little away from himself. He then cuts off the undeads head and ignites the body with his same spell "I hate this.. all these loved ones.. only having to die a second time." He throws the burning carcass ontop of the decapitated head and readies himself for another attack.

Bob Biter · 05-21-2003, 06:02 AM

Stunned by this sudden onslaught, Vinoh takes a few quick steps away from the mold man. He is still slightly dizzy from all of this psychic exertion and knows he can't use his powers right away without serious consequences. His only option know is old fashioned combat. He grabs his scout's club and assumes a defensive position, trying to gauge what sort of menace was attacking him. The mold could be dangerous to whomever touches it, so the mind mage isn't to thrilled by the prospect of getting into grappling distance of his enemy. However, since everyone else seems to be busy at the moment, he steels himself for battle.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, Vinoh sees Darghon quickly dispatch the undead menace that plowed into him. Maybe he could be of some help...

"Darghon, I must regenerate my mental strength! I can't deal with this one right now. Lift it up, drop it in the fire and hold it there! That mold that covers it seems too dangerous to risk close combat!"

The mind mage already feels his psychic strength seeping back into his mind, empowering his will. The heat of battle always did wonders for such regeneration. While he can't be of much help against the mold man, Vinoh knows that the next one who tangles with him will get a nasty surprise.

GoldenOuroboros · 05-21-2003, 02:48 PM

Darghon hearing Vinohs plight runs with his super human speed next to vinoh dogding those in his way "IGNITE!" he says while pointing an outstretched palm at the undead foe that creeps its way slowly towards them. Yet the mold seems to inhibit the fire from igniting, being moist and all.

"Crap.." Darghon thinks quickly.. 'lightning would make it explod but the possibility of the mold hitting us is a problem' Darghon grins as he starts to murmur something, the mold covered undead being slowly starts to descend into the earth

"This quick sand should slow it down.."

redravin40 · 05-23-2003, 03:14 AM

Fumbling with the bag hanging from his belt, Father Quadrial manages to get out a small chunk of amber.
With no time for a prayer before the dark monk is on him Quadrial throws the amber which sticks to the undead attacker but seems to do little else.
The ugly parody of a holy man points his staff and a stream of dark light emerges.
Instead of blocking the attack Father Quadrial raises his arms to the heavens and begins to chant.
From within the amber a tiny sliver of wood begins to vibrate to the sound of his voice.
The dark light turns in midstream and heads back at its master.
The dark monk stares down at his chest in amazement as the small piece of amber draws in the darkness.
Then not only is the light absorbed the undead clerics robes start to disappear into the amber. Skin and bone follow quickly.
Looking into Father Quadrial's eyes just before he disappears completely the dark monk says two words, "Thank you."
The amber drops to the ground and Father Quadrial picks it up, carefully returning it to the pouch at his belt.

forgotten_dream · 05-24-2003, 01:17 PM

When the the first undead had risen flaming and run toward them, Gell instinctively backed away only to find himself in the midst of a swarming of undead. He starts to reach for his axe, then stops as he feels the fangs of some small creature climb up his back. Roaring with frustration he reaches behind him, trying his best to reach it but unable to do so. Finally he turns toward a nearby building, shoves his back against it, and rubs vigorously in an effort to dislodge this strange and tiny foe.

Apokx · 05-24-2003, 01:25 PM

The shade attacking the knight reels from the blast of energy.Attrah clenches his teeth against the pain,and uses this moment to make his attack.The knight takes out his father's sword,the blade hums with energy.With a sharp stroke,the sword actually makes contact with the living shadow.Torn in half,the creature seems to fade away.On the hilt,a jewel begins to glow vibrantly for only a second,then darkens.

Next target in sight,the knight charges,then pauses.Without realizing it,Attrah checks to see if his new companions are all still alive.Catching his eye first seems to be the two mind mages,and their mold covered friend.

The knight sets his sword in his offhand,letting the tip drag the ground.Running with his palm extended,he sets his gloved hand on the back of the mold man.

Power: Lay Hands ( Just like Paladin Lay Hands,damages undead etc )

redravin40 · 05-25-2003, 06:36 AM

Both the orcs manage to dislodge their attackers only to have the darn things skitter around between their legs looking for another place to climb up.
Between the laying of hands by the knight and the chanted spell from Vinohs the mold man starts to collapse, its body melting from inside the green coating into the sand beneath.
Unfortunately since he is tired from warding off the dark spirit the mold starts to attack him, climbing up his arm.
The night is rended by an unearthly howl from outside the village.

Apokx · 05-25-2003, 12:09 PM

Attrah: Lucky me.

The knight begins to run through ideas on how to fix this problem before the mold consumes his body.

Activate Power: Cure Disease

OOC:What color mold is this?

redravin40 · 05-25-2003, 01:09 PM

Realizing that his fellow adventurer is in serious trouble with grey mold climbing up the knights arms, Father Quadrial heads toward him.
Being careful not to step on any dead bodies or get in the way of other combatants, the portly monk makes it across the battlefield in time to see the mold slow down its advance.
Realizing that it has been stalled but not destroyed, Father Quadrial reaches out with his staff and touches the knights arm.
A white light blazes over the mold and it burns away.
"How doest thou feel?"

GoldenOuroboros · 05-25-2003, 02:31 PM

Darghon looks around to see if it is safe yet or if there are more undead to slay..

Bob Biter · 05-26-2003, 05:58 AM

Thankful for Darghon and Attrah's help, Vinoh takes a deep breath, relaxing him and getting all of his mental powers at the ready. The only visible enemy seem to be the little kids scrambling up and down the half-orcs. Eager to help, the mind mage remembers the mental feat he accomplished earlier by controlling the two avian guides.

Focusing his power, Vinoh imposes his will on two of the 4 little kids, freezing them in place with telekinesis. He then pulls them closer together in front of the half-orcs and beckons them to attack.

"Tower! Gell! Strikes these things down quickly! I can't hold them in place that long!"

*Psychic power: Telekinesis - Freeze kids into place and pull them close to the half-orcs*

Cubby · 05-26-2003, 08:47 AM

[OOC: Sorry I've been away so long..my UK trip was extended and I didn't have access to the web for over a week.]

Pain, darkness, sorrow, anger, fear...all these emotions and more hit Sir Thantos hard as soon as he had entered this small town. The feelings had overwhelmed him and stunned him. He wasn't able to think, to move, to do really anything since getting close to that horrible smelling pyre of flesh. He had been watching helplessly as the flaming zombie attacked the group. He had seen the other creatures (or rather felt them somehow) but hadn't been able to utter a word in warning.

Watching as some dark monk attacked Father Quadrial, Thantos felt himself start to move. He drew his blade in halting, slow movements as if fighting to resist the movements that should be second nature for a skilled warrior. He could feel the dark monk's eyes piercing through him and all he could think of was to kill. Slowly, painfully he approached Father Quadrial. "RUN" Thantos wanted to shout but was unable to. Getting close to the Father, Thantos sees a glowing gem tossed onto the dark monk, the glow from the gem is painful and yet strangely comforting. He feels an urge to attack more quickly, his sword rises above his head.

Suddenly, the gem sucks the darkness that is the monk inside its heavenly glow. As the last shreds of darkness are pulled from the air around where the monk was a thin tendril of darkness pulled from the head of Thantos.

With the tendril of welcoming comforting darkness departing his mind, the pain of the sudden detachment becomes too much. With a horrible, loud scream of pain, Sir Thantos drops his sword grabs his head and collapses to the ground, unconcious.

Apokx · 05-26-2003, 12:18 PM

Breathing a heavy sigh of relief,the knight flexes his right hand.
Attrah looks at his arm with an approving eye,then nods at Father Quadrial.

Picking a target,Attrah returns to the fray.

redravin40 · 05-26-2003, 01:11 PM

Realizing that another of their party was down, Father Quadrial nods to the knight who he de-molded.
It seems most of the undead have been vanquished except for the fleet footed little demons who are tormenting the orcs.
The wizards spell seem to have just made them run in tighter circles under the big warriors feet.
Reaching the unconscious form of Sir Thantos, the monk draws a vial from his belt then roots around in the back pack he had dropped when the fighting began.
Finding a bouda bag of wine he pours a bit in a cup and mixes it with the smokey liquid in the vial.
Holding it to the knights lips Father Quadrial forces a small bit into his mouth.
"We must get to the inn before more of these monsters arrive."
Almost as if his words were a signal, a terrible howl comes from the darkness.
"Retreat and live to fight another day, I always say."
Lifting the big knight with his good arm, the two stumble toward the inn.

forgotten_dream · 05-26-2003, 02:36 PM

Gell stomps furiously in a sort of strange orc tap-dance number as he attempts to squash the small evil creatures around his feet, yelling "Gell am smash! You no am climb on Gell!" as he does so. Finally two of the peculiar beasts freeze in place and Gell quickly plants his foot on each of them in turn. He glances around at the others, seeing that his companions are in various states of disarry themselves. Father Quadriel was working to carry Sir Thantos toward the inn, and the mind-mage and the others seemed to be weary from doing all they could to hold off the strange beasts surrounding them. Drawing his axe as he heard the howl, Gell looked to the others. "You am getting inside building! Squishy men am safer behind walls! Gell am make sure evil dark howling thing am not getting you until you am inside!"

GoldenOuroboros · 05-26-2003, 02:49 PM

"What the..?" Darghon looks in the direction of sir thantos has hit the ground and seeing that Father Quadrial is ontop of it he turns to help Vinoh defeat these little rabid undead children.

"Quick my orc friends..!"

Darghon follows suite with Vinoh and concentrates and telekinetically lifts the other two children up off the ground

Apokx · 05-26-2003, 08:04 PM

First Target:Zombie Children.

"Hold them still for a moment longer."

Running by with his sword at the ready,Attrah lands a blow to each undead child's lower spine,just hard enough to snap it.

"Someone help Father Quadrial with Sir Thantos,his weight is doubled by his armor."

Attrah turns his gaze to the mind mages."Can you tell if there are any villagers in their homes? We must have everyone at the inn."

GoldenOuroboros · 05-26-2003, 08:55 PM

Darghon looks at Attrah and raises an eyebrow. Darghon conjures up a Phantom Footman (Fragmented Air Elemental Essence) and tells it to go search the houses for other people and report back as soon as possible

(OOC: Red you can decide if it finds anyone)

redravin40 · 05-27-2003, 06:54 AM

The door to the inn has opened to reveal the young woman who had spoken to them earlier. She is holding a torch in one hand and a huge cleaver.
"Hurry brave sirs. The others have heavy doors to protect them. Nobody stays out after the direwolves howl."
Grunting with the effort Father Quadrial drags the knight towards the relative safety of the inn.

Bob Biter · 05-27-2003, 07:04 AM

Glad that their immediate enemies have been vanquished and taking a cue from Attrah, Vinoh closes his eyes and opens his mind.. Sensitive powers are his specialty, so without much effort he sends out pulses from his mind to every direction, sensing for any being that might still lurk about, be it friend or foe.

While concentrating, he says to Darghon:

"My friend, we can combine our powers in a unique way. Indeed, with my power, I can see if there's anyone around us, and your elemental fragment can check out any "signal" I pick up. This will surely make our search faster and safer!"

With a smile, Vinoh again focuses completely on his scan.

*Psychic power - Sense presence: area around town square (roughly 500 ft.)*

redravin40 · 05-27-2003, 09:25 AM

The area immediately around them seems safe but there are too many images and shades to get a clear picture.
Just outside the village there is swirls of darkness.
Wolves, bats, rat, crawling vermin, headless bodies, all splash into Vinoh's mind.
There is definite evil force pointed at the village from the hills to the north.

Cubby · 05-27-2003, 09:56 AM

Gagging on some vile liquid that had been forced down his mouth, Thantos, wakes up, feeling very groggy and extremely unsteady. He feels himself being pulled up and supported and lets whomever it is that has him, direct the way.

He sees shapes and chaos all around him but feels a surreal calming presense from the touch of his helper. Concentrating on not tripping, he barely notices that he has now come inside and is being helped down to the floor. Looking up finally, he notices Father Quadrial looking down at him.

"Thank you Father. I don't know what happened to me but please accept my thanks for getting me to safety. It must have been you that forced that liquid down my throat. I can already feel the liquid warming me and giving me strength. A little more rest and I think I'll be able to stand and fight."

Reaching into his backpack he grabs a small loaf of bread and hungrily eats it.

"Father, I don't really remember anything after entering this village. Just bits and pieces of a nightmare. I seem to remember riding into town but I don't remember what I did with my warhorse. Do you happen to know if he's ok?"

Thantos, then does a quick weapons and equipment check. It appears that whenever he left his horse, he made sure to grab all his weapons, but only very few of his rations. It looks to him like whomever was controlling him wasn't interested in keeping him alive for too long.

Bob Biter · 05-27-2003, 11:45 AM

Vinoh closes his mind, satisfied that the group might now have a more concrete objective, yet slightly disturbed by seemingly heavy odds stacked against them. Hopefully, if they dealt with the evil force coming from the hills, the villagers would finally know peace.

"Darghon, I don't think your elemental helper will be of much help now. I sense great evil to the north, but I feel our group needs to recuperate before we can even contemplate a trip to the hills. If the woman of the inn tells us that the villagers will be safe for now, then I believe her. We should get back inside and get some rest and something to eat. What do you think?"

Sensing Attrah's eagerness to fight, Vinoh turns to him...

"Even fighters like you surely appreciate the value of R&R. Our best bet now is to regroup and plan our next move. Besides, I think you might want to collect on your bet with Tower... I believe it was four pints of beer, right?"

With a smirk on his face, the mind mage enters the inn. The very act of entering a warm and friendly place amidst the darkness surrounding them immediately puts him at ease. Noticing that Thantos had regained most of his wits, Vinoh lets out a sigh of relief. The group has pushed back the Dark for the night and remains relatively unscathed. Good.

Suddenly, a thought springs in his mind...

"What happened to our guides, the two birds?"

GoldenOuroboros · 05-27-2003, 02:53 PM

"Vinoh, you're not the only one that senses it. It's huge too. But as you say, if the villagers are 'safe' indoors, then let us go." Darghon tells the elemental essence to guard the inn for the rest of the time that it is here (about another 5 mins). Darghon cancells the rest of the period of the light blade. He puts the hilt back into it's pouch, the gems absorbing what magic they can from around them in the atmosphere.

Darghon rushes inside the in, he looks around, seeing that Thantos is better he smiles slightly. Darghon, gettin comfortable, reaches into his back pack and eats abit of his rations. "Should we bolt the door or something?" He says with a mouth full "And where are those orcs? And our guides? I totally forgot about them..."

05-19-2003, 04:02 AM	#161 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	Darghon looks at the man now 'thing' "Hrmm a walking barbeque..." __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-19-2003, 03:04 PM	#164 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	"Come on guys, should we really be wagering on the burnt out undead corpse of these poor folks dead loved ones?" Darghon looks around at the group, then at the slowly approaching corpse and finally at tower "I'll give you four beers as well tower" __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-19-2003, 07:45 PM	#166 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	"oh for lord and mercy" Darghon now sensing the evil aroudn him, grabs the hilt from its pouch. Closing his eyes he expands his mind sensing the bodies and evil (OOC: Red you can decide what I sense and how many). He opens his eyes and puts two hands on the pipe. "Lightblade, cometh to my aid and help thwart this evil" Darghon says above voice. The topaz crackles with magical energy and out of it emerges a bright blade of pure light, those of evil cower from it's luminance. (OOC: Does double damage in the game to all undead, demons and evil beings). Darghon takes the 4ft blade in one hand and takes a martial arts stance. "Lets dance.." (Edit: Damn italics...) __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?! Last edited by GoldenOuroboros; 05-20-2003 at 01:00 AM..

05-20-2003, 01:56 AM	#168 (permalink)
Tower Tilted Location: Whitewater, Wisconsin.	[OOC: I apologize for being absent lately. Moved back home from college for the summer and it hasn't given me a whole lot of online time to RP as I would desire to.] Smirking at Attrah and Darghon, his chest heaves slightly as he chuckles, yet he produces no sound, his mind a little weary of sending someone's dead relative soaring through the air -- watching the potential saviors of this little village so carelessly maul their dead family members probably wouldn't help the overall moral of the villagers. Albeit, Tower still liked the idea. A coy grin bent his lips apart.. until the Priest announced that they had company. Not minding the walking, flaming zombie much as it was stumbly along at such a slow pace, he glanced about in an attempt to notice the 'company'. After watching the swirling shadows for a few seconds, he snorted and lowered the small tree trunk from his shoulders into his arms and began approaching the flaming zombie. He intended to bring the log down between the zombie's neck and shoulder, hopefully collapsing the creation in an easy, peaceful flowing motion -- an effort with only enough energy to knock it down and hopefully stop it from moving, but not enough to smash the flaming carcass apart. __________________ Regulator 2k3. Intergalatic Planetary. Last edited by Tower; 05-20-2003 at 01:59 AM..

05-20-2003, 06:25 AM	#170 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Vinoh hastily falls back inside the newly created holy circle conjured by Father Quadrial. It seems they wouldn't have to look for trouble after all. He smiles slightly as Tower brings down the flaming zombie, but quickly focuses on the situation at hand. These "shadow beings" must be stopped, but how? Darghon's lightblade and Attrah's holy sword could obviously be of some use, but that would require close-combat, which would make them vulnerable to attack once outside the circle. Vinoh looks down at his own weapon, a simple wooden scout's club. This simply wouldn't do... Suddenly, the mind mage gets a flash of inspiration. The group would not go to these "things"... they would come to the group, one at a time if necessary. Vinoh focuses on the shadowy figures. They dart back and forth, testing the circle's holy might, waiting for it to drop... He waits for one of them to make a pass... When a devilish face draws to close to the group, Vinoh extends his hand swiftly towards it and stares it down. He imposes his will on it, forcing it to rise into the air. Yes, the shade would come to him and face judgement for the chaos it sowed. Psychic power - Telekinesis: Raise the shadowy figure into the air and pull it towards the circle, making it vulnerable to the group's attacks. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen. Last edited by Bob Biter; 05-20-2003 at 06:30 AM..

05-19-2003, 04:54 AM	#162 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Attrah: "Excuse me,Master Orc.( Looking at the gentlemen with the tree trunk) Would you mind making a wager? 4 beers if you can knock Mr. corpse more than 50 feet.What do you say?"

05-19-2003, 05:49 AM	#163 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Staggering on partially burnt legs, the flaming man moves towards the group. Its face opens in a flaming rictus and a sound like water running over hot coal comes from mouth.

05-19-2003, 07:25 PM	#165 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	With all the villagers hiding behind bolted doors, the square is empty but for the stalwart band and the burning zombie slowly moving toward them. It was like a cart wreck you just couldn't turn your eyes away. Father Quadrial shook his head at the jesting of his comrades. It came with being battle hardened, the black sense of humor and he was every bit as bad. Just as he too was about to make a wager out of the corner of his eye he caught movement. While they had been paying attention to the burning man, shadows were moving in from the eves and roofs of the houses around them. Father Quadrial shouted in horror as something that might once have been a child scuttled over the eves and straight down the wall toward them. "To arms my brothers, we are under attack."

05-20-2003, 12:38 AM	#167 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	"Very well,if I must." Attrah draws his sword.The large broad sword eminates a hum of disturbance. Sword info:Obviously magical.Family Artifact.Blessed ( by priests of good and evil. )

05-20-2003, 02:23 AM	#169 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	The half-orc's well chosen blow smashes the fiery corpse to the ground. Father Quadrial tries to cast another circle of life only to find it resricted to the area around the party. From out of the shadow six once humans, slip in and out of the shadows looking for a point of attack. Darghon senses that their are others besides the ones they can see.

05-20-2003, 06:38 AM	#171 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	On realizing he is being dragged into the air, the black clad teenager starts to whirl like a dog chasing its tail. Spinnig wildly into the circle of light the undead boy screams with the voices of trapped souls. Flying claws, slashing feet, and bared fangs show him to be one of the old turned, an undead master who lives through the lives he has brought to evil.

05-20-2003, 03:24 PM	#172 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	"The dark is strong within this one..." Darghon raises his light blade in readyness to take a slice out of the undead when it is close enough "Hold him steady Vinoh" Darghon takes steady aim and swings at the floating teen. The light blade sears through the arm that came up to block the blade. The arm writhes on the ground. Darghon takes another swing, this time getting his original target and decapitating the body. "Remember folks, decapitation is the only way." Darghon holds an open hand towards the body. Murmering strange words his eyes open and he yells out "Ignite!" The once animated body and head of the undead teen bursts into flame. The flesh almost seems to cry out as it is burnt away and turns to dust. Darghon grins "Good work Vinoh" Darghon looks at him, then back to the shadows "So.. who's next?" __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-20-2003, 08:57 PM	#173 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Preparing to sever the darkness with his blade,Attrah sees the mind mages seem to easily split up and destroy the living shadow. "If they are that easy,it's not even worth my time." Placing the sword on his back again,he continues to the inn. "Oh,and by the way Tower.If you accepted my bet I think you owe me 4 beers." OOC:If you havent noticed yet,Attrah isnt a paladin.For now he's a blackguard who seems to lean toward good on occasion ( ask in character and he might tell you some of his story ).As for his powers I have a few in mind.

05-20-2003, 09:35 PM	#174 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	With no sound or warning the rest of the undead charge the party. Attrah has put his sword away and suddenly finds himself with long, cold arms wrapped around him and sharp teeth trying to bite out his throat. Leaping through the air with incredible force another slams into Darghon who is armed and more prepared. Vinoh is in the middle of regaining his strength from the mind carry of the just killed monster when a man clad only in what appears to be a layer of mold attacks him. The two half orcs move to help and are attacked by two children armed with look like the fangs of a sabrecat. They use the fangs as climbing pitons to climb up the big warriors. Father Quadrial is stunned to see a man dressed in the robes of a cleric, head shaved in the classic monks circle, charging at him. The dead holy man has a staff much like the Fathers but it is tipped with a pitchblack point.

05-20-2003, 09:57 PM	#175 (permalink)
Tower Tilted Location: Whitewater, Wisconsin.	Tower: Eh.. ?! The Half-Orc turned about in suprise. After dropping the flaming zombie, he didn't realize such action would leap into play so quickly. Turning to face the group, he found the sharp bite of pain as little ..tools.. dug into his flesh. Wearing nothing more than the leather loincloth/rough-hewn shorts, he felt each gnaring attempt by the little monsters to ascend. Instantly confused, he stumbled back. Trying to gather his surroundings and exactly what was going on, he was caught off guard. He noticed that Attrah was in desperate measures much like himself, and he saw Darghon get slammed into and then lost sight of him as other action ensued. His focus regained on the mold-like man and Tower caught wind of the figure attacking Father Quadrial, but everything happened so quickly it seemed like a haze. After a moment of regaining his composure, he quickly came to. He wasn't sure what the children were doing, but he didn't care for it at all. While his better judgement told him to drop the flaming zombie easily as to not offend any villagers, he quickly lost his level-headedness to anger. Thankfully, insane berserk rage didn't set in -- Tower was always glad he didn't entirely lose his head every time he found himself in a conflict. Taking a step back, he balanced on one foot and tried to use the other to kick the child in the chest and send it back a foot or two. Whilst performing this rather acrobatic feat for an Orc, he set up the trunk a bit better. If he could manage to kick the child off, he was entirely prepared to crack it in the face with the small tree trunk and send it hurtling. __________________ Regulator 2k3. Intergalatic Planetary. Last edited by Tower; 05-20-2003 at 10:00 PM..

05-21-2003, 01:21 AM	#176 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Realizing that play time is over,Attrah's mind snaps back to times of war and battle. "You choose your foes unwisely." Activating Power:Life Exchange. ( Basically Life is exchanged between Attrah and his target.In this case,the switch of positive/negative energies damages both parties.Attrah is used to this and has braced himself for the pain.) Attrah never uses this power to the point of causing unconciousness/death. Last edited by Apokx; 05-21-2003 at 04:40 PM..

05-21-2003, 03:46 AM	#177 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	Darghon grabs the undead child around the throat and tries to push him a little away from himself. He then cuts off the undeads head and ignites the body with his same spell "I hate this.. all these loved ones.. only having to die a second time." He throws the burning carcass ontop of the decapitated head and readies himself for another attack. __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-21-2003, 06:02 AM	#178 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Stunned by this sudden onslaught, Vinoh takes a few quick steps away from the mold man. He is still slightly dizzy from all of this psychic exertion and knows he can't use his powers right away without serious consequences. His only option know is old fashioned combat. He grabs his scout's club and assumes a defensive position, trying to gauge what sort of menace was attacking him. The mold could be dangerous to whomever touches it, so the mind mage isn't to thrilled by the prospect of getting into grappling distance of his enemy. However, since everyone else seems to be busy at the moment, he steels himself for battle. Then, out of the corner of his eye, Vinoh sees Darghon quickly dispatch the undead menace that plowed into him. Maybe he could be of some help... "Darghon, I must regenerate my mental strength! I can't deal with this one right now. Lift it up, drop it in the fire and hold it there! That mold that covers it seems too dangerous to risk close combat!" The mind mage already feels his psychic strength seeping back into his mind, empowering his will. The heat of battle always did wonders for such regeneration. While he can't be of much help against the mold man, Vinoh knows that the next one who tangles with him will get a nasty surprise. __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

05-21-2003, 02:48 PM	#179 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	Darghon hearing Vinohs plight runs with his super human speed next to vinoh dogding those in his way "IGNITE!" he says while pointing an outstretched palm at the undead foe that creeps its way slowly towards them. Yet the mold seems to inhibit the fire from igniting, being moist and all. "Crap.." Darghon thinks quickly.. 'lightning would make it explod but the possibility of the mold hitting us is a problem' Darghon grins as he starts to murmur something, the mold covered undead being slowly starts to descend into the earth "This quick sand should slow it down.." __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-23-2003, 03:14 AM	#180 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Fumbling with the bag hanging from his belt, Father Quadrial manages to get out a small chunk of amber. With no time for a prayer before the dark monk is on him Quadrial throws the amber which sticks to the undead attacker but seems to do little else. The ugly parody of a holy man points his staff and a stream of dark light emerges. Instead of blocking the attack Father Quadrial raises his arms to the heavens and begins to chant. From within the amber a tiny sliver of wood begins to vibrate to the sound of his voice. The dark light turns in midstream and heads back at its master. The dark monk stares down at his chest in amazement as the small piece of amber draws in the darkness. Then not only is the light absorbed the undead clerics robes start to disappear into the amber. Skin and bone follow quickly. Looking into Father Quadrial's eyes just before he disappears completely the dark monk says two words, "Thank you." The amber drops to the ground and Father Quadrial picks it up, carefully returning it to the pouch at his belt.

05-24-2003, 01:17 PM	#181 (permalink)
forgotten_dream Psycho	When the the first undead had risen flaming and run toward them, Gell instinctively backed away only to find himself in the midst of a swarming of undead. He starts to reach for his axe, then stops as he feels the fangs of some small creature climb up his back. Roaring with frustration he reaches behind him, trying his best to reach it but unable to do so. Finally he turns toward a nearby building, shoves his back against it, and rubs vigorously in an effort to dislodge this strange and tiny foe. __________________ "A ouija board just works better if you've made it yourself. It's sortof like how 'Clue' is more interesting when one of you has actually killed someone."

05-24-2003, 01:25 PM	#182 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	The shade attacking the knight reels from the blast of energy.Attrah clenches his teeth against the pain,and uses this moment to make his attack.The knight takes out his father's sword,the blade hums with energy.With a sharp stroke,the sword actually makes contact with the living shadow.Torn in half,the creature seems to fade away.On the hilt,a jewel begins to glow vibrantly for only a second,then darkens. Next target in sight,the knight charges,then pauses.Without realizing it,Attrah checks to see if his new companions are all still alive.Catching his eye first seems to be the two mind mages,and their mold covered friend. The knight sets his sword in his offhand,letting the tip drag the ground.Running with his palm extended,he sets his gloved hand on the back of the mold man. Power: Lay Hands ( Just like Paladin Lay Hands,damages undead etc )

05-25-2003, 06:36 AM	#183 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Both the orcs manage to dislodge their attackers only to have the darn things skitter around between their legs looking for another place to climb up. Between the laying of hands by the knight and the chanted spell from Vinohs the mold man starts to collapse, its body melting from inside the green coating into the sand beneath. Unfortunately since he is tired from warding off the dark spirit the mold starts to attack him, climbing up his arm. The night is rended by an unearthly howl from outside the village.

05-25-2003, 12:09 PM	#184 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Attrah: Lucky me. The knight begins to run through ideas on how to fix this problem before the mold consumes his body. Activate Power: Cure Disease OOC:What color mold is this?

05-25-2003, 01:09 PM	#185 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Realizing that his fellow adventurer is in serious trouble with grey mold climbing up the knights arms, Father Quadrial heads toward him. Being careful not to step on any dead bodies or get in the way of other combatants, the portly monk makes it across the battlefield in time to see the mold slow down its advance. Realizing that it has been stalled but not destroyed, Father Quadrial reaches out with his staff and touches the knights arm. A white light blazes over the mold and it burns away. "How doest thou feel?" Last edited by redravin40; 05-26-2003 at 07:27 AM..

05-25-2003, 02:31 PM	#186 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	Darghon looks around to see if it is safe yet or if there are more undead to slay.. __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-26-2003, 05:58 AM	#187 (permalink)
Bob Biter Non-smokers die everyday Location: Montreal	Thankful for Darghon and Attrah's help, Vinoh takes a deep breath, relaxing him and getting all of his mental powers at the ready. The only visible enemy seem to be the little kids scrambling up and down the half-orcs. Eager to help, the mind mage remembers the mental feat he accomplished earlier by controlling the two avian guides. Focusing his power, Vinoh imposes his will on two of the 4 little kids, freezing them in place with telekinesis. He then pulls them closer together in front of the half-orcs and beckons them to attack. "Tower! Gell! Strikes these things down quickly! I can't hold them in place that long!" Psychic power: Telekinesis - Freeze kids into place and pull them close to the half-orcs __________________ A plan is just a list of things that don't happen.

05-26-2003, 08:47 AM	#188 (permalink)
Cubby Insane Location: BC, Canada	[OOC: Sorry I've been away so long..my UK trip was extended and I didn't have access to the web for over a week.] Pain, darkness, sorrow, anger, fear...all these emotions and more hit Sir Thantos hard as soon as he had entered this small town. The feelings had overwhelmed him and stunned him. He wasn't able to think, to move, to do really anything since getting close to that horrible smelling pyre of flesh. He had been watching helplessly as the flaming zombie attacked the group. He had seen the other creatures (or rather felt them somehow) but hadn't been able to utter a word in warning. Watching as some dark monk attacked Father Quadrial, Thantos felt himself start to move. He drew his blade in halting, slow movements as if fighting to resist the movements that should be second nature for a skilled warrior. He could feel the dark monk's eyes piercing through him and all he could think of was to kill. Slowly, painfully he approached Father Quadrial. "RUN" Thantos wanted to shout but was unable to. Getting close to the Father, Thantos sees a glowing gem tossed onto the dark monk, the glow from the gem is painful and yet strangely comforting. He feels an urge to attack more quickly, his sword rises above his head. Suddenly, the gem sucks the darkness that is the monk inside its heavenly glow. As the last shreds of darkness are pulled from the air around where the monk was a thin tendril of darkness pulled from the head of Thantos. With the tendril of welcoming comforting darkness departing his mind, the pain of the sudden detachment becomes too much. With a horrible, loud scream of pain, Sir Thantos drops his sword grabs his head and collapses to the ground, unconcious. __________________ Don't be irreplaceable - if you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted!

05-26-2003, 12:18 PM	#189 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	Breathing a heavy sigh of relief,the knight flexes his right hand. Attrah looks at his arm with an approving eye,then nods at Father Quadrial. Picking a target,Attrah returns to the fray.

05-26-2003, 01:11 PM	#190 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	Realizing that another of their party was down, Father Quadrial nods to the knight who he de-molded. It seems most of the undead have been vanquished except for the fleet footed little demons who are tormenting the orcs. The wizards spell seem to have just made them run in tighter circles under the big warriors feet. Reaching the unconscious form of Sir Thantos, the monk draws a vial from his belt then roots around in the back pack he had dropped when the fighting began. Finding a bouda bag of wine he pours a bit in a cup and mixes it with the smokey liquid in the vial. Holding it to the knights lips Father Quadrial forces a small bit into his mouth. "We must get to the inn before more of these monsters arrive." Almost as if his words were a signal, a terrible howl comes from the darkness. "Retreat and live to fight another day, I always say." Lifting the big knight with his good arm, the two stumble toward the inn. Last edited by redravin40; 05-26-2003 at 01:14 PM..

05-26-2003, 02:36 PM	#191 (permalink)
forgotten_dream Psycho	Gell stomps furiously in a sort of strange orc tap-dance number as he attempts to squash the small evil creatures around his feet, yelling "Gell am smash! You no am climb on Gell!" as he does so. Finally two of the peculiar beasts freeze in place and Gell quickly plants his foot on each of them in turn. He glances around at the others, seeing that his companions are in various states of disarry themselves. Father Quadriel was working to carry Sir Thantos toward the inn, and the mind-mage and the others seemed to be weary from doing all they could to hold off the strange beasts surrounding them. Drawing his axe as he heard the howl, Gell looked to the others. "You am getting inside building! Squishy men am safer behind walls! Gell am make sure evil dark howling thing am not getting you until you am inside!" __________________ "A ouija board just works better if you've made it yourself. It's sortof like how 'Clue' is more interesting when one of you has actually killed someone."

05-26-2003, 02:49 PM	#192 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	"What the..?" Darghon looks in the direction of sir thantos has hit the ground and seeing that Father Quadrial is ontop of it he turns to help Vinoh defeat these little rabid undead children. "Quick my orc friends..!" Darghon follows suite with Vinoh and concentrates and telekinetically lifts the other two children up off the ground __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-26-2003, 08:04 PM	#193 (permalink)
Apokx Yo dawg, I herd u like... Location: memes.	First Target:Zombie Children. "Hold them still for a moment longer." Running by with his sword at the ready,Attrah lands a blow to each undead child's lower spine,just hard enough to snap it. "Someone help Father Quadrial with Sir Thantos,his weight is doubled by his armor." Attrah turns his gaze to the mind mages."Can you tell if there are any villagers in their homes? We must have everyone at the inn." Last edited by Apokx; 05-26-2003 at 08:08 PM..

05-26-2003, 08:55 PM	#194 (permalink)
GoldenOuroboros The Cheshire Grin... Location: An Aussie Outback	Darghon looks at Attrah and raises an eyebrow. Darghon conjures up a Phantom Footman (Fragmented Air Elemental Essence) and tells it to go search the houses for other people and report back as soon as possible (OOC: Red you can decide if it finds anyone) __________________ Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!

05-27-2003, 06:54 AM	#195 (permalink)
redravin40 Loser Location: With Jadzia	The door to the inn has opened to reveal the young woman who had spoken to them earlier. She is holding a torch in one hand and a huge cleaver. "Hurry brave sirs. The others have heavy doors to protect them. Nobody stays out after the direwolves howl." Grunting with the effort Father Quadrial drags the knight towards the relative safety of the inn.