6.05.2005
The Plot Thickens
Thiriouthly, it geth pretty thick here.
Dave, potion drank and hp healed. You prep a spell, as the collie farm backup begins to arrive and combat begins anew. I'm doing some rolling here just to move things along a little.
You see two figures come into the light and step into the barn. Both female, one is an elven woman, the other, a small half-elven girl. The woman is dressed in a robe, and before you get to act, she gasps in horror at the dog butchery and Magic Missiles you Dave, one missile coming at you for 3 hp. For an elven sorceress, she’s not really ravishing as you might expect. She’s not unattractive, just sort of older, looking a bit sleepy and scared, hair unbrushed. Kind of hot in a ‘soccer mom’ kind of way if you’re into that, but she’s certainly no beautiful elven maiden. Anyway, she just Magic Missiled you and that kind of sucks.
Before she gets much further though, Dave drops the Hold Person. A 1st level mage and small child don't have the greatest saves, and sure enough, they're both held.
Cinder, you then backstab the hell out of her. 18 to hit, 7 hp times two is 14 and you drive the broadsword right through her neck so that the end of the blade, black with elf blood, sticks out of her mouth, a gobbly bit of tongue flesh stuck on the side.
The little half-elven girl can’t be more than 10 or 11 years old. She’s clutching a little toy bear… no, a little wooden toy owlbear, looks like the wings are pose-able! Pretty nice. She screams in fear and shock at seeing what you’ve done to her farm friends. The scream catches in her throat as the Hold Person goes off and the zombies tag-team her. The first zombie, not-Mike, grabs her around the waist, squeezing so tight you can hear a couple ribs snap. He then gouges a bit of her flesh out with his teeth and eats it. The second not-Mike zombie grabs her left leg and bites the toes clean off. Disgustingly, he can’t get it all down, and a little toe dribbles out of his mouth when he stands back up, landing in the girl’s hair. The Mike zombie then wraps his dead hands around her neck and twists. There’s a sickening POP as her neck snaps. With undead strength, he then keeps twisting, and her head comes clean off. He beheads the girl as she screams, her scream trailing off to just an open-mouthed gasp of extreme terror as her dying eyes gaze down at what remains of her zombie-bitten body.
“NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” yells Vrill as he races into the barn. With him are the two priest-like people, Lord Rupert and Lady Sarah, quickly dismounting from horses that now stand grazing just outside the barn. Vrill collapses to his knees, horrified by the scene. “SAMANTHA!!” he yells, looking first to the elven woman to his right. Cinder, his wide reddened eyes meet yours as he looks first to the woman, the sword sticking out of her mouth, and then to her killer, you, behind her.
“Oh god… GOD NO! ABBY!!!” he screams, beginning to cry, as he looks to his left, where the zombies stand over the body of the little girl.
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” Vrill falls to his knees as Rupert and Sarah enter the barn. Sarah forcefully presents her holy symbol; something that appears to be a, mm, small ceramic loaf of bread? Hard to say just what it is, but whatever it is, she Turns Undead without even rolling! The two not-Mike zombies go POOF, turning into dust. Mike the zombie screams “Noooooo….” and flees from her in undead fear, running out of the barn, still carrying the head of the little girl ‘Abby’.
Rupert draws his longsword, a beautiful sword made of gold. That’s right, made of gold. He turns his head to watch Mike run off, saying “Uh, honey, why didn’t that zombie turn to dust?” The woman shakes her head and says “Maybe he’s a zombie master?” He shrugs and beckons you forward with one hand, gives you all a stern smile, and says “Let’s finish this” in a deep, heroic voice.
Vrill throws up.
Brogg, you can't get to Master Vrill despite your efforts as Lord Rupert interposes. Swing and a hit as your sword just barely gets through the banded mail. BR: 15 there buddy. It's 5 for damage, which ain't great, you only scratch him with that.
Dave, Silence goes off... it's still not going your way as Lady Sarah and Vrill make their saves with a pair of 16s. For what it's worth, Lord Rupert is struck dumb and mouths something strange at you.
Cinder, you pull your broadsword out of 'Samantha', and her body drops to the ground with a dull thud. In slow motion, her elven head bounces off the dirt floor, just once, before settling in a pool of thick throat blood leaking rapidly out of her mouth. It's a swing and a miss against your pal Rupert. He looks at your feeble attempt (BR: 6) and gives you a small shake of his head. In trade, he swings the sword of gold at you, silently cursing as he misses. Then Lady Sarah says "Hon, you always forget... your sword is +2 vs. adventurers!" The realization hits his face, lighting up, and the sword goes through your armor just a little more, hitting you for a whopping 10 hp, slicing your left forearm down to the bone.
Vrill's still kneeling and screaming in disbelief at all the death around him. He takes this round to mourn some more, and then staggers slowly back to his feet, looking utterly pissed. He says in a low, totally serious tone "My god... what have you done." His voice rising back to a yell: "I... you killed my FAMILY. My WIFE and DAUGHTER! GOD I HATE YOU!" Looks like he's going to shut up and get back to the magic soon...
But before that, Lady Sarah presents her brown oval symbol to the lot of you, casting. Make saves vs. spells, everyone. It's mental, so add WI bonus if any. Good luck there.
Dave, potion drank and hp healed. You prep a spell, as the collie farm backup begins to arrive and combat begins anew. I'm doing some rolling here just to move things along a little.
You see two figures come into the light and step into the barn. Both female, one is an elven woman, the other, a small half-elven girl. The woman is dressed in a robe, and before you get to act, she gasps in horror at the dog butchery and Magic Missiles you Dave, one missile coming at you for 3 hp. For an elven sorceress, she’s not really ravishing as you might expect. She’s not unattractive, just sort of older, looking a bit sleepy and scared, hair unbrushed. Kind of hot in a ‘soccer mom’ kind of way if you’re into that, but she’s certainly no beautiful elven maiden. Anyway, she just Magic Missiled you and that kind of sucks.
Before she gets much further though, Dave drops the Hold Person. A 1st level mage and small child don't have the greatest saves, and sure enough, they're both held.
Cinder, you then backstab the hell out of her. 18 to hit, 7 hp times two is 14 and you drive the broadsword right through her neck so that the end of the blade, black with elf blood, sticks out of her mouth, a gobbly bit of tongue flesh stuck on the side.
The little half-elven girl can’t be more than 10 or 11 years old. She’s clutching a little toy bear… no, a little wooden toy owlbear, looks like the wings are pose-able! Pretty nice. She screams in fear and shock at seeing what you’ve done to her farm friends. The scream catches in her throat as the Hold Person goes off and the zombies tag-team her. The first zombie, not-Mike, grabs her around the waist, squeezing so tight you can hear a couple ribs snap. He then gouges a bit of her flesh out with his teeth and eats it. The second not-Mike zombie grabs her left leg and bites the toes clean off. Disgustingly, he can’t get it all down, and a little toe dribbles out of his mouth when he stands back up, landing in the girl’s hair. The Mike zombie then wraps his dead hands around her neck and twists. There’s a sickening POP as her neck snaps. With undead strength, he then keeps twisting, and her head comes clean off. He beheads the girl as she screams, her scream trailing off to just an open-mouthed gasp of extreme terror as her dying eyes gaze down at what remains of her zombie-bitten body.
“NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” yells Vrill as he races into the barn. With him are the two priest-like people, Lord Rupert and Lady Sarah, quickly dismounting from horses that now stand grazing just outside the barn. Vrill collapses to his knees, horrified by the scene. “SAMANTHA!!” he yells, looking first to the elven woman to his right. Cinder, his wide reddened eyes meet yours as he looks first to the woman, the sword sticking out of her mouth, and then to her killer, you, behind her.
“Oh god… GOD NO! ABBY!!!” he screams, beginning to cry, as he looks to his left, where the zombies stand over the body of the little girl.
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” Vrill falls to his knees as Rupert and Sarah enter the barn. Sarah forcefully presents her holy symbol; something that appears to be a, mm, small ceramic loaf of bread? Hard to say just what it is, but whatever it is, she Turns Undead without even rolling! The two not-Mike zombies go POOF, turning into dust. Mike the zombie screams “Noooooo….” and flees from her in undead fear, running out of the barn, still carrying the head of the little girl ‘Abby’.
Rupert draws his longsword, a beautiful sword made of gold. That’s right, made of gold. He turns his head to watch Mike run off, saying “Uh, honey, why didn’t that zombie turn to dust?” The woman shakes her head and says “Maybe he’s a zombie master?” He shrugs and beckons you forward with one hand, gives you all a stern smile, and says “Let’s finish this” in a deep, heroic voice.
Vrill throws up.
Brogg, you can't get to Master Vrill despite your efforts as Lord Rupert interposes. Swing and a hit as your sword just barely gets through the banded mail. BR: 15 there buddy. It's 5 for damage, which ain't great, you only scratch him with that.
Dave, Silence goes off... it's still not going your way as Lady Sarah and Vrill make their saves with a pair of 16s. For what it's worth, Lord Rupert is struck dumb and mouths something strange at you.
Cinder, you pull your broadsword out of 'Samantha', and her body drops to the ground with a dull thud. In slow motion, her elven head bounces off the dirt floor, just once, before settling in a pool of thick throat blood leaking rapidly out of her mouth. It's a swing and a miss against your pal Rupert. He looks at your feeble attempt (BR: 6) and gives you a small shake of his head. In trade, he swings the sword of gold at you, silently cursing as he misses. Then Lady Sarah says "Hon, you always forget... your sword is +2 vs. adventurers!" The realization hits his face, lighting up, and the sword goes through your armor just a little more, hitting you for a whopping 10 hp, slicing your left forearm down to the bone.
Vrill's still kneeling and screaming in disbelief at all the death around him. He takes this round to mourn some more, and then staggers slowly back to his feet, looking utterly pissed. He says in a low, totally serious tone "My god... what have you done." His voice rising back to a yell: "I... you killed my FAMILY. My WIFE and DAUGHTER! GOD I HATE YOU!" Looks like he's going to shut up and get back to the magic soon...
But before that, Lady Sarah presents her brown oval symbol to the lot of you, casting. Make saves vs. spells, everyone. It's mental, so add WI bonus if any. Good luck there.
