Wowsy! [DM Jerry] Friday August 2nd, 2002 9:55:49 PM
The first few days after the recreation of The Wold are very hectic. Messages by various means magical and animal arrive wanting to know the status of the island and the chosen.
The Keep has some damage from catapults and ballista resulting from attacks by Marteaus' Army, but nothing is destroyed.
Everyone pitches in and all leaks are fixed within the first week. Cosmetic work needs to be done, but that will take time and money.
After a week, five days, boats begin to arrive. Traders selling wood and construction tools from Wemic Isle come. Pilgrims from Centaur Island also arrive. The traders set up tents and start a makeshift bizaar near the place where the bridge to Minotaur Island used to be.
Then getting off of the Wemic boat come some of the youngest Wemics most of you have ever seen. They are older cubs and they have a old geezled Wemic with gray hairs as their "teacher."
They immediately leave their teacher behind and begin exploring every nook and cranny of the island. On their second day on the island, two of them approach you as if they want to talk.
One of them is a homely female with eyes that are a bit too close together. One is a very well groomed and cultured looking Liontaur, well groomed and presented. The last is a fun loving boy who can hardly hold still for the time it takes to get your attention.
It is the girl who speaks.
"Honorable sirs, could we uh...could we...?"
The cultured one whispers in her ear.
"Could we....uh....have a moment of your time?
The frisky one interrupts shaking the cultured one saying, "Qeaseth, it's them! It's really them! Oh wowsy...wowsy...wowsy! He turns to Brahmah, puffs his chest out and continues his thoughts flowing faster than he can sort them out. "Sir Brahmah Sir...Hey!....I mean wow! I mean wowsy! Can I (puffs his chest out and begins to lose his breath) ::huff:: have your....autograph and footprints? I mean Wowsy sir, You're like the best of all of them...I mean you ....I mean wowsy you're all so neat and...."
The cultured one pops him to make him stop giving him a classic bully look that says, ::I'll get you later for this::
The little girl gulps as well and waits for permission to continue her eyes darting back and forth. You notice now that she is slightly crosseyed.
Brahmah Saturday August 3rd, 2002 4:49:38 AM
Not quite sure what to make of the cub, Brahmah pats the young one on the head and laughs out loud.
"The BEST, the best indeed?! You've not met the others, they're JUST as important as I, if not more so!! That there is Kenisha, she's our leader, and quite the warrior in her own rite. And that's ol' Flat-top, he matches me in duel. Oh, and THAT dark looking quiet one is Kale, but he doesn't like to talk much, I seem to upset him alot." He turns to the boy. "Aw! auto..graph, you mean you want my name on a sheet of paper... to keep, for what reason?" He askes smiling. "You want Chosen Memorabilia, is that it?!!!" He bursts into laughter. "Hmmmmm...." He pauses, then draws out his Falchion with an imposing look in his eye directed at the boy, he grins widely and lops off a clump of his own fur and hands it to him. "How's that Son. What's your name lad??!!"
He does, however, take the parchment the child has and draws a large glyphic looking 'B', then smaller letters forming his name. He seems to have a look on his face as if he's trying to remember how to do something, this is more obvious when he squints one eye and sticks out his tounge between his lips to concentrate. He holds out the paper as an artist may hold an easel or drawing board. Now this is in NO way his normal scribble he makes when writing his name on ship documents or ledgers, this is highly stylized. (he has no skill in anything, so it looks not bad, but not great, maybe like a young kid coloring in a book)
"There you are lad!" He says proudly, looking at his own work.
Parchment says; 'To ::place name here::, haf a grate and Honurabl life! Plaa ferst, fite latir!'
Yur frind, Brahmah of the Chosin
Flat-top Saturday August 3rd, 2002 3:11:43 PM
Flat-top is standing next to Brahmah, when the cubs approachs them. Flat-top with his arms across his cheat, smiles at them and listens as they flatter Brahmah. Flat-top cannot help himself, smiles as he whispers to Brahmah, 'Do you need help spelling your name, Wowsy Brahmah?' All the time smiling to every body, and getting ready to duck the Big Minotaur's back hand.
Kale Saturday August 3rd, 2002 5:43:26 PM
smirking at the wemics, Kale says "Wowsy, what do you want with us?"
Zeoll the Lesser Saturday August 3rd, 2002 7:53:59 PM
Listening to the speech patterns of the young liontaurs, Zeoll deduces that the two who have spoken, at least, hail from the coastal parts of Liontaur Isle, rather then the interior in which he was born. Autographs are unknown in his home land, since few know how to read and write.
Not that Zeoll's welcome is any less heartfelt, of course. He smiles widely at the youngsters, who remind him of his own long-gone youth.
He addresses the female, bowing as he does so. "Young lady, we herre serrve all Taurrs, including you and yourr frriends. Speak to us frreely, and be at ease, because we arre frriends to all."
"But I am the least of those herre, howeverr. This is ourr wise leaderr, the wise Kenisha."
The bardic druid gestures towards the fair centaur.
Kenisha Sunday August 4th, 2002 10:42:12 PM
With a twinkle in her eyes, Kenisha kindly tells them, "Of course you may have a moment of our time. What do you want to tell us?"
Ceira Monday August 5th, 2002 1:09:31 AM
Ceira pauses to reminisce of the playful wemic children back in her home village. She smiles warmly to hopefully help them relax as she waits for what they want to say.
Pin the tail on the???? [DM Jerry] Monday August 5th, 2002 11:22:44 PM
The shy one does a shy, ::ahem:: to quiet her frisky friend.
Then she continues.
"Sirs, I mean Maams,...."
Her face gets red as she struggles to talk.
The confident one frowns and grimaces at her in a condescending sort of way.
He adds, "Noble Taurs."
She continues, "Yes, yes...sorry. Noble Taurs. We have been working on a pin the tail on the"
She looks at the size of Brahmah and panics.
"..........pin the tail on the big giant....oh no!"
The condescending one says, "We've been working on a booth for the roundup gathering...."
She continues almost in tears. "Yes, a booth for class at school to help out at the roundup gathering....for the...uh, ....the Great Hellhound Roundup."
Pauses to catch her breath and look to see if anyone going to berate her. Seeing the support she's getting from the Taurs, she breaks into a winning smile.
"It's going to be lots of fun and You'd be a great Show and Tale for class! Will you come? Can you? You can stay at my house!
"...if mama says it's ok."
Ceira Tuesday August 6th, 2002 1:14:00 AM
"That sounds like a splendid idea!" Ceira responds gleefully and with a perk in her voice. "I love being around youthful taurs. I haven't had a chance to do that since I took a vacation to go visit my home village."
Brahmah Tuesday August 6th, 2002 1:20:06 AM
Laughter bursts from the minoTaur, loud as thunder.
He turns around and points to where his tail used to be, then turns back around to the three inquisitive recruiters. "Have you found my tail!!? It's been missing it for YEARS!" He says smiling.
He looks around at the Chosen, then he looks back at the recruiters. "I'm in!"
Kale Tuesday August 6th, 2002 8:39:50 AM
"Jeeezzzzzzzzzz......" Kale says as he listens to the girl try to talk. once she's done he says "What kind of game is that."
Flat-top Tuesday August 6th, 2002 12:47:45 PM
"Kale! would it be a good jester to do this for those little kittens? And not have to do battle for life and death? Beside I would love to see Brahmah get some kind of tail back." Then Flat-top turn to the little one, smiles and tell them. "I'm in."
Kenisha Tuesday August 6th, 2002 7:17:29 PM
Kenisha suppresses a giggle and nods. "I think it'll be good for us." She turns to the three cubs, "but what is this 'Great Hellhound Roundup'? I've never hear of it."
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday August 6th, 2002 11:25:57 PM
The liontaur becomes tense and still when he hears hell hounds mentioned. He listens intently.
Bursting With Information [DM Jerry] Wednesday August 7th, 2002 1:12:06 AM
The girl bursts with information.
"It's a great festival where we celebrate the spring and then go out Hellhound hunting. They really are pests this time of year, burning up the fields and attacking travellers and those grazing and hunting. They reduce the proper prey to alarming levels if allowed to spread and breed. So yearly, we all have a holiday and go out in large groups hunting them down.
"No one's ever found a way to keep them from coming here from wherever they come from, so we have to hunt them before they harm us.
"Simple!"
Ceira Wednesday August 7th, 2002 1:25:54 AM
"That sounds like a great cause to partake on." comments Ceira. "Not only that but there is strength in numbers and our contribution would certainly help prevent any unnecessary injuries or deaths."
Brahmah Wednesday August 7th, 2002 2:48:15 AM
"I, for one, would love to see where these 'hounds' are from; that way we can be rid of this plague forever. Find their handler or breeder. On a personal note, I like pain and combat, so I'll take on anything at least once, or die trying!! These Hell Hounds, what do they look like? so I don't go killing the shepards dogs by mistake!" The dark massive minoTaur grins almost sadistically when he mentions pain.
Jay OOC Wednesday August 7th, 2002 2:50:26 AM
Has anyone heard from Laurent, Leets' player. Is Leets still with us?
Sorry to be out of character.
[Jerry: He's on vacation. Due back 2 weeks from 7/30 Didn't notice until today for it was buried within an email that I just scanned.]
Flat-top Wednesday August 7th, 2002 6:39:24 AM
"Hellhounds! Hellhounds! You never saw a Hellhound? Well, let me tell you about them. They are BIG BLACK dogs, what look like dogs. With BIG red eyes, and their breath are foul and full of heat. Then there's those TEETH of theirs, they have a mouth full of BIG SHARP FANGS. That's not the worse of it. . .!" Flat-top stop when he saw he was scaring the little cubs. He turns to the Little Weimic "And That's why WE are going to makes this the best Hellhound Hunt and Festival Ever." Flat-top wait to see if the Weimic Cubs cheered.
Sam Wednesday August 7th, 2002 8:38:12 AM
"Are you all sure we can hunt something from hell?" Kale asks everyone. "Or will we become the hunted?"
Brahmah Wednesday August 7th, 2002 10:39:36 AM
Brahmah walks up to Kale and looks him square in the eye. "Are you afraid of being stalked there Kale? Hunted like a game animal?! I have news for you friend Kale, DEATH stalks EVERYONE..." He glances at the cubs,then at the Chosen. "... the only difference between one who is hunted and one who is prey, is that prey often doesn't know it's being hunted until it's to late. Hunters don't expect to be prey, that's our advantage. If we can keep one unexpected citizen from being prey, we've done our job. Besides Kale, there's ALE and WINE before the Hunt, are you going to pass up good/free drink?" The minoTaur smiles at Kale with hopeful eyes, thinking to himself; 'Kale needs to learn not to be so cautious. Or maybe I need to learn to be MORE cautious.' ;)
Kenisha Wednesday August 7th, 2002 7:32:38 PM
"It sounds to me as though these Taurs have been managing for some time with these hunts, Kale. I say we go and join it this year." Kenisha siad with a nod to the wemic cubs.
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday August 8th, 2002 5:31:41 PM
Zeoll, looking very serious, draws Kenisha aside, so that the children will not hear.
"Wise one, this frrivolous attitude worrries me. It may be that to coastal-dwelling wemics, hell hounds arre "pests" of some kind, to be hunted gaily in parrties and festivals."
"But in the centerr of the island, they arre fierrce foul beasts that come with suddenness and kill with abandon. They are not a joke. Zeoll the Grreaterr, may the gods keep him well, hated them intensely, since they had killed all his nearr kin. Prride Nonowla is no more, save that I -- sorry specimen that I am -- adopt it as a memorrial." He touches the bead woven into his mane that represents his adopted Pride.
"What betokens it that childrren delight in the idea of this "Hellhound Hunting"? What does it mean that youths laugh and sporrt when so many noble liontaurrs lie dead by theirr firre brreath and black teeth?"
"Are we surre this is not a trap? What of this olderr liontaurr that brrought them? Rrememberr the deceit of the wemics, the sin that sparrked the warr between the Cen and the Min trribes in days long gone. I trrust this not at all."
Flat-top Friday August 9th, 2002 2:58:37 AM
"I'm Sorry to interrupt you, Kenisha and you Zeoll. But I have some news for the Chosen. It seems that Leets has come down with the dreaded Orc Flu and is at the Temple getting a cure, I'm sure those Alemi clerics will sweat it out of him.
Zeoll, Please hear me. One though I do have from the time I was undead is the meeting with Domi. I did ask for the Taur Islands to be reunited again, But He did tell me that it would be better IF the Chosen Ones did it them selves. I think Domi is right, this task would be better if we the Chosen did it ourselves, but staring with the Weimics and solving their problems would be a very good start. What do you think Kenisha?"
Brahmah Friday August 9th, 2002 7:22:25 AM
"That's to bad 'bout Leets Flat-top, but I had noticed that Leets was sniffing alot lately, and blowing his blower." The minoTaur stands there with his thick arms crossed in front of him. "Well! Are we going to go Hound Hunting or not!? I'm getting more and more bored standing around chatting! Not trying to rush y'all, the Hounds are probly already started pesterin' the folk there on Wemic Isle!" Brahmah sit patiently on the ground then begins polishing his Falchions. "Spit and Polish, makes it draw faster too!!" He spits on a blade, smiling, and begins to buff out a smudge.
Off to the Fair! [DM Jerry} Friday August 9th, 2002 10:09:32 AM
Soon things are arranged so that you can take the children't boat to Wemic Island.
You are invited to join them the next morning at daybreak for the jaunt over to Wemic Island.
When you arrive there, the captain is waiting at the gangplank. A smallish Minotaur, He grins a toothless grin and says,
"Ahoy! Welcome aboard! You can have ye breakfast in me quarters! I'll jun ya.
"Welcome aboard!"
Brahmah Friday August 9th, 2002 6:20:33 PM
Brahmah happily plods along with his Friends.
When reaching the ship, he barely waits for the toothless minotaur to say three words before he's bouncing up the gangplank. "Ay! Hello to you too! Where's the grub!?!?" Asks the massive and VERY hungery minoTaur.
Flat-top Saturday August 10th, 2002 3:32:46 AM
"Come on Kittens, The last one on the boat is a slow turtletaur." shouts Flat-top. "Come on Brahmah, shake the mud off your hooves. I'm going to beat you." Flat-top goats the big minotaur. But to Kenisha, he ask softly,"My I help you on board? Are you feeling OK?"
Brahmah Saturday August 10th, 2002 10:05:41 AM
Brahmah all of a sudden chastizes himself. "Where are those manners of mine?! I'm sorry Kenisha, are you well, how is the foal doing, Lady?"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+6=18 d20+6=14 d20+6=20 Saturday August 10th, 2002 10:51:33 PM
Zeoll is positively paranoid about all this. Before leaving, he stocks up on Goodberries, which he plans to eat exclusively. He keeps very alert, and his eyes and ears are open.
Is the older wemic who came with the kids still around?
Zeoll would like to speak with the kids, each in turn. He asks about their families, interests, He tries to use his Sense Motive skill to get a hunch about them. [OOC: Three checks above.]
What are their names?
Kenisha Monday August 12th, 2002 12:28:10 AM
Answers Flat-top s best she can, but it's clear she's worried. "I don't know, my friend. I just don't know."
OOC- HINT HINT Jerry! You haven't answered my private post to you and I really need to know!
Ceira Monday August 12th, 2002 9:13:42 AM
Ceira seems hesitant to walk onboard knowing the rough and tumble churning her stomach will once again be exposed to. She takes a deep breath and walks on. Maybe the captain's breakfast will keep her distracted...
...but then again that only gives her stomach something to upchuck.
Stormbringer [DM Jerry] Monday August 12th, 2002 9:58:37 PM
The wise, but gnarly minotaur, seems to be distracting the Liontaurs, engaging them in conversation and good food. He glances out the porthole occasionally and then offers more food and tells another story.
"Yaknow, this ship is called Stormbringer. It's first time out it was hit with a storm and nearly sunk. It was fixed up, sold by it's owner and once again headed out to sea. There a second storm came up from nowhere and again the ship nearly sunk. It again was sold, to me, and rebuilt. It's third time out it, yep you guessed it, ran into a storm and was blown onto some rocks enroute to Wemic Island.
It's owner, however, kept it and fixed it up once again considering the ship lucky since he did survive the encounter.
Since that time, it indeed has been lucky. It seems storms run from the ship. Once a squall hit the ship when making the trip to South Harbor in New Elenna and I turned the ship into the storm and it literally ran from us!
I haven't changed the name, as the ship is in my opinion touched by Wardd and is very lucky. I have even added Wardd as a second patron and my life has been exceedingly good since then!
"Want some more eggs?"
Flat-top Monday August 12th, 2002 10:35:55 PM
Flat-top stand there listening to the Captain tell his story and looking into the faces of those little Kittens. They all sat there with their mouth open and their eyes wide as dinner plates. When it dawn on him, that Ceira is not here, BUT he has a very good idea as to where she is. Flat-top picks up a mug of see weed juice and goes up on deck. Suer enough there she is on the railing and as she is taking a few big gulps of air. Flat-top stands next to her, offering the mug of juice, "I have some juice for you, maybe it will make you fell better?"
Ceira Monday August 12th, 2002 11:59:01 PM
Ceira's eyes lighten up a bit. "Ooo... that might hit the spot. Thanks Flat-top." She takes a sip, takes in another fresh breath of air and then lets the tea sink in. "I think I'll go take a nap. That'll keep me busy so I won't think about getting sea-sick."
Brahmah Tuesday August 13th, 2002 2:41:20 AM
After the stories at dinner (the stories did NOT set easy with him), Brahmah thinks to himself that the ship is dangerous to be traveling on but says nothing to his friends that might scare them or the Kittens. He goes on deck and leans on the railing of the bow and watches the waves, which always comforted him right before lights-out on the Nightengale, his old ship.
He's relatively quiet until bed, exchanging 'goodnights' to the other Chosen and to the crew, and Kittens.
Laying in the hammock assigned to him, unrest hits him in the middle of the night and his sleeps often roused for some reason or another.
Dreams of peril on the the high seas and The Squall he experienced in his first month of being a sea faring minotaur. He'll never forget that; white caps, the rocking, the masts' swaying and the occassional 'man overboard'.
Zeoll the Suspicious d20+4=16 d20+5=14 Tuesday August 13th, 2002 7:30:01 AM
Zeoll wonders why the captain is distracting him from his investigations. Is the captain trying to hide something behind this tale of wonders and luck?
The liontaur bard uses his bardic lore to try to confirm the Captain's tale -- has Zeoll ever heard of this very lucky ship? [OOC Bardic Lore check 16]
Munching on a goodberry, Zeoll the Lesser politely declines all food and drink. He says, "Excuse me," and leaves the captain's quarters.
Zeoll redoubles his efforts to find answers to his questions.
Is the older wemic who came with the kids still around? What's his name? He seeks out the kids, talking to each one, one at a time, if he can. He asks about their names, families, interests, backgrounds. He looks for inconsistencies in their stories, to see if any are lying.
Alone on deck, Zeoll says a prayer, casts a Guidance spell and then uses his bardic lore to confirm what they are saying. Does Zeoll remember ever hearing anything about a yearly "hellhound hunting holiday"? [OOC: Bardic Lore check 14]
"Captain, it's coming!" Tuesday August 13th, 2002 8:28:43 PM
Zeoll does indeed remember hearing of celebrations of this type. Liontaurs have a frisky side to them after all. Most cats do. One mocks ones enemy, practices ones skills in play, and then hunts the enemy!
Suddenly, those on the deck see a cloud forming in the distance. It moves quickly as if it is actually chasing the boat.
"Captain, it's coming!"
"All hands on deck!"
Kale Tuesday August 13th, 2002 8:50:55 PM
appearing out of no where, Kale says "If im a hand, i guess i need to be on deck."
Brahmah Tuesday August 13th, 2002 11:56:23 PM
"I knew it! I JUST knew it! This ship is cursed!! How do you fight a storm?!"
Shaking his head both in disbelief and acknowledgement, he moves to start the batten down, hoping that's the Captains plan. Thinking to himself; "If this fool plans to have sails up in this mess, he's got to go through me!"
Muttering to himself; "Darn fool! Getting us ALL killed, not telling us this ship is cursed 'fore we got on! Fool..."
Ceira Wednesday August 14th, 2002 12:49:30 AM
Ceira shrieks as she sees the incoming storm. She casts Unseen Servant and commands it to help hold her to the mast of the ship (any little bit helps). She wraps herself tightly around the mast and awaits the outcome.
Flat-top Wednesday August 14th, 2002 5:27:43 AM
Flat-top looks to the storm, and all that boiling clouds, "Almost as if it has a mind of it's own." Flat-top look to the passengers, seeing that Ceira is already lash to a mast. Flat-top will see to Kenisha's safty. Then will help with the ship.
Zeoll the Lesser Wednesday August 14th, 2002 7:14:28 AM
His suspicions somewhat calmed by the lore he remembers, Zeoll the Lesser remains on guard as the storm approaches. Does this seem to be a natural storm to the druid?
Kenisha Wednesday August 14th, 2002 6:21:20 PM
ooc- Sorry about not posting yesterday. We had a power outage. <sigh>
ic-
Kenisha, not being a sailor, follows Ceira's example and makes sure she won't get washed overboard. "Why can't we hve a nice quiet voyage for once?" she asks to no one in particular.
Into the Storm! [DM Jerry] Thursday August 15th, 2002 3:02:30 AM
The captain roars, "Turn her into the storm! Full sails! Quickly!"
The boat quickly responds as his crack crew works together. They all look very worried, however, those who are old salts grin and seem to enjoy the plight of the younger ones as well as the guests. The schoolchildren and their master are herded below.
The storm, boiling with bright colors and the ship race towards each other! A maniacal look comes over the captains features.
"Come on! I dare ye!"
Brahmah Thursday August 15th, 2002 4:22:32 AM
Thinking to himself; 'He IS a fool! Or insane!'
Yelling over the Storm, Brahmah finally makes his feelings known. "Captain! Yur a FOOL! You know that right? The ship WILL be destroyed, and us RIGHT along with it!" Brahmah gets into the Captains face. "Lower the sails and rigging, NOW! Challenges are one thing, SUICIDE and MURDER! that's totally different!"
The minoTaur stands ready to strike out if the Captain touchs (or attacks) him. He is only stating opinion, after all.
Flat-top Thursday August 15th, 2002 5:17:26 AM
Flat-top stands beside the big Minotaur, telling the Captain, "I know Brahmah here is right. You are not following one important rules of the see, it goes like this 'passengers safety first.' Now this is Suicide for those KITTENS, lower the sails and riggings NOW."
Kale Thursday August 15th, 2002 8:33:58 AM
"How do you know he's not right?" Kale yells to Flat-Top and Brahmah. "How many seastorms have you been through? Be quiet and let him do his job!!!"
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday August 15th, 2002 12:06:51 PM
Willing to trust the captain's luck, Zeoll the Lesser digs his claws deep into the wood deck. He grabs a rope and a belaying pin and holds on tight.
The liontaur remembers the story of the storm that brought Zeoll the Greater to Bridge Island, and he remembers how Domi's Hand brought the Chosen together.
Reassured, he sings with all his might over the roar of the storm: Come Domi's Chosen! Fearr no storrm! Just hold on tight and rrock and rride! Let Domi's courrage keep you warrm! Fearr not! Don't quake! Crry not! Don't hide!
[OOC: Using Bardic Inspire Courage ability]
Kenisha Thursday August 15th, 2002 9:21:00 PM
"Brahmah! Flat-top! A Captain is King on board his ship. Leave him be. Ceira, let's you and I go below with the cublings. If anything does happen, we might be needed down there. The rest of you stay up here if you think you can be of more use to seeing us through this." Kenisha shouts over the storm then unties herself and heads below after the elder wemic and his charges.
Clear Skies [DM Jerry] Friday August 16th, 2002 7:44:59 AM
As the ship approaches the storm, it seems as if the two would literally collide.
However, at the last minute, the storm seems to balk and high tails it out to sea running from the ship.
For a few minutes, the Captain, jumping to see over Brahmah, yells threats and curses it.
Then he turns the ship over to a sailor and barks commands to continue the trip to Liontaur Island.
Hooting and hollering, he skips to his cabin and slams the door witha final...
Hoot!
Kale Friday August 16th, 2002 8:39:00 AM
with a smug look on his face, Kale turns away from the storm and goes looking for something to eat
Ceira Friday August 16th, 2002 9:21:04 AM
(OOC: I thought we taurs were too big to go below decks? Otherwise, I would've ran down below long ago. ^_^)
Ceira nods with approval and commands her Unseen Servant to follow her.
Brahmah Friday August 16th, 2002 10:36:44 AM
"He's still a fool!" Says Brahmah as the storm disappears into the horizon. "I truly don't think that he's stable." Turning to Flat-top, Brahmah says, "I appreciate your support Friend, but you see how this situation turned out. I was wrong...to a point, but I still think we need to watch the Captain. One day his luck WILL run out and I for one don't want to be there when it does."
He ends his conversation with Flat-top and works his way over to Kale. "Friend Kale, to answer your question about how I've seen storms like this one....None! I've never seen one turn tail and run from a ship. But let me tell you the story of the Great Squall and the men who rode it to their Doom....."
Flat-top Friday August 16th, 2002 2:42:42 PM
"Yes, Kenisha" said Flat-top as he watches the Storm Turn tail. "I have never seen anything like this, in all the time I was at sea. And I still think your right, Brahmah."
As Kale walks by wit that smug look on his face, Flat-top takes a swing at him, But misses by a mile.
Zeoll the Lesser Friday August 16th, 2002 4:58:49 PM
"Of courrse," the wemic remarks softly to the slammed door, "it is easy to be brrave when you believe that therre is no dangerr."
Land Ho! [DM Jerry] Friday August 16th, 2002 10:22:15 PM
Soon, the party reaches Wemic Island. The boat travels to the eastern shore and then comes up to a wharf in what must be a large town for Wemics, small for humans. Perhaps a population of about 5000. Around the south side of the village, a carnival is going full tilt!
On the shore are hundreds of people, wanting a look at The Chosen and those ingenious kids who talked them into coming. News of your coming has somehow arrived ahead of you.
Serious Liontaur Males look at you with appraising eyes. Playful Liontaur cubs rush the boat jumping all over each other to get at you.
Qeaseth, the serious lioncub of the three who invited you steps forward and shouts, "Back cubs! The Chosen has no time for the likes of you! They are important guests. Move aside!"
With some grumbling a path is made and a grizzald old Liontaur approaches. "Welcome to Chessford!"
Brahmah Saturday August 17th, 2002 2:55:24 AM
Brahmah departs the insane captains ship and bids it a fond good riddance.
Brahmah hears the rudeness of Qeaseth and shoots a look of disagreement to him, then winks and grins. "Sir! you obviously still don't know what the Chosen stand for!!" Brahmah leans over and hoists one of the younger cubs onto a shoulder, but is gentle and sweet.
Brahmah stands there waiting for his leader to speak, as he plays with the cub/kitten. He calls over a few more cubs and begins 'rough housing'. Occassionally you'll hear; "Stay away from the water young'n's."
Flat-top Saturday August 17th, 2002 7:29:10 AM
Glad to get off the ship, and land in town taking a good look at the carnival. Flat-top "Come here Kittens, I have something for all of you." Flat-top pick up a few kittens, tickles them then put cubs on his back and trots around. Flat-top has two saddle bags on his back end. "Now the kitten in the back, please give me my back pokets (Saddle bags) with the red flaps. Flat-top tanks the cub and opens the saddle bags. He take out handful of Milk Dudes candy and hand then out to the all the kittens around. Flat-top turn to the rest of the party "Want some candy too?"
Kale Saturday August 17th, 2002 8:39:56 AM
frowning at Flat-Top and Brahmah, Kale says to them quietly "These people regard us as their superiors. You should act that way." then he walks up to the old liontaur and says "Its been a hard trip and my companions would like to rest. Where are we staying?"
Kenisha Sunday August 18th, 2002 11:57:47 PM
Kenisha smiles at the cublings. "We are the Chosen, yes. But we are so for the sakes of all Taurs, cublings, elders and everyone in between. Let the children play." Kenisha grins at Kale and winks.
When the old wemic welcomes the Chosen, Kenisha bows respectfully (and as well as a centaur can); her five white braids swinging before her face. "Thank you, grandfather. We are delighted to be here."
Ceira Monday August 19th, 2002 12:31:40 AM
Ceira happily joins in with Brahmah and Flat-top with the young cubs and adds in, "Yes, it's good to be back on Wemic Island again."
Zeoll the Lesser Monday August 19th, 2002 10:38:07 AM
Zeoll is all eyes and ears as he takes in the sight of his homeland.
An armored Centaur (Leets) Monday August 19th, 2002 3:49:01 PM
"I almost waited, Chosen.."
Says a familiar voice in the crowd as a centaur wearing a full plate barding steps forward.
"It's nice to see you brothers and sisters!"
The Chosens of course recognize their friends Leets, although he obviously didn't have a shave for several days.
"I had some troubles with an Orc who seems to have a problem with Domi's return...But I will tell this story later. I was pretty sure you would come here first, and got ahead of you. However, I prefered to wait for you before begining anything: It will be good to work as a team once more!"
Clan Rhasa [DM Jerry] Monday August 19th, 2002 8:35:18 PM
The old Liontaur almost shows a snarl at Kale's immediate request for shelter, but recovers quickly and says, "Of course good...sirs. We had a drawing and you, ahh, you will be staying with...the Sandifurr clan.
A "Wooooop!" sounds from behind you on the ship as the shy little Liontaur Sheras jumps from the rails landing in your midst.
"You get to stay with me! Whooooooop!
Come! This is my mother Rhasa."
She literally pulls Kale forward to meet her mother.
"And this is granny Alasa. And Uncle Tynyc!"
[Kale, Zeoll, and Leets, may make a Sense Motive DC 20. If you succeed say so by private post to me in addition to your regular post and I'll reply to you in your private post.]
[Anyone making a Spot Check of DC 25 may do the same making a private post to me. I'll edit your private post to give you your results.]
Flat-top d20+5=9 Monday August 19th, 2002 9:47:12 PM
(OOC; miss my spot check)
"There you go,Kale we are going to stay at the Sandifurr Clan." Flat-top smiles at Kale. Turning to the girl cub Shiras "All right now let's go meet your Clan. Nice to meet you, err morther Rasa, Granny Alasa and you Sir Tynyc." And Flat-top offers his hand in friendship.
Then whispers to Zeoll, *Zeoll, you old tom cat you, look at the paws on Mother Rhasa!! Nice real Nice.*
Ceira d20+4=18 Monday August 19th, 2002 9:49:40 PM
"Wow!" comments Ceira, "These wemics are really happy to see us. This is great!" She spots some nearby sponge cake and worms her way through the crowd to get to it.
Kenisha d20+3=21 Tuesday August 20th, 2002 3:48:23 AM
(ooc Roll is 21 for the check)
Kenisha grins widely as Leets appears. "Leets! It's great to see you! Where have you been?" She trots over and gives him a quick hug.
"Ugh! That barding is hard to hug around!" she tells him with a laugh.
Leets Tuesday August 20th, 2002 5:33:44 AM
Leets welcomes Kenisha warmly too, and rubs his own shoulders. "Well, I've been spending some time with the Hospitalers of Domi, a quite long story involving an Orc too...But it's no time for such story. It looks like those people have been waiting for us." "I'm glad to see such a friendly crowd. I was afraid of the possible chaos created by the recent events, but all seems ok..." "Gently Sheras! - Says Leets to the young Liontaur with a smile - We won't vanish now that we're here. Rhasa, Alasa, Tynyc, nice to meet you!"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+6=20 Tuesday August 20th, 2002 8:15:23 AM
Zeoll warmly clasps the hand of the centaur paladin. "It is verry good indeed to see you again, my frriend!"
The druid/bard also whispers back to Flat-top, "Shhh! She is most likely spoken forr!"
Then Zeoll the Lesser greets each of the cub's elders with a formal bow. Speaking in his native liontaur, he says, "This sweet-tempered child has brought me home, and here you honor us with your welcome."
Then switching to tauric, he introduces each of the Chosen.
"This is the wise Kenisha, the leaderr of the Chosen of Domi."
" ... the cunning Kale, who is cleverr and sharrp of eye and wit."
" ... the valorrous Leets, noble and brrave."
" ... the forrmidible Brrahmah, a warrriorr's warrriorr."
" ... the gallant Flat-top, a generrous and able fighterr."
" ... the beautiful Ceirra, who is always hungrry ... forr adventurre." (Zeoll smiles as he says this.)
" ... and I am Zeoll the Lesserr, self-named in memorrial of the Grreaterr Zeoll, the forrmerr leaderr of the Chosen who fell in battle."
Brahmah Tuesday August 20th, 2002 8:45:03 AM
"Ya ya, hello to you, pleasure to make yur.... Ceira! don't eat all that cake, leave me some!" Brahmah isn't especially rude greeting the folks, but is focused on his growling hunger.
Passing Leets, Brahmah seems torn between greeting back his friend and the sweet smelling cakes. He does a double take at the paladin, then cakes, then the paladin, then finally back to the cakes. Turning to Leets, he pats the shoulder of the newly armored Chosen, then says, with the customary smile, "Welcome back! Now, IFFF you don't mind, I'm going to get some snacks." The minoTaur breezes past Leets and heads right for the goodies. "Ceira, no! Not that one.... I had my eyes on it...."
OOC: There is absolutely NO way for me to make a DC 20 Spot, so I'm going on blissfully ignorrant. ;)
Kale d20-1=14 Tuesday August 20th, 2002 8:47:14 AM
(failed sense motive check) not really likeing being dragged around, Kale none the less allows himself to be led to Rhasa. once he gets there he says "SO, where are we staying?"
House Sandifurr [DM Jerry] Wednesday August 21st, 2002 1:41:37 PM
The assemblage begins to disperse to homes and to the fairgrounds as you follow your hosts to their clanhouse. In fact, you notice that the houses in the township are organized by clan. In some cases, more than one house is within a certain area when one house becomes too small for the clan.
Each house has inner areas with lots of glassless windows. The windows close like barn doors when it rains.
You see Liontaurs reclining on what must be perches inside each window.
You also notice that the clan houses tend to get poorer and less prestigious as you get farther from the center of the township.
Eventually you arrive at the Sandifurr clanhouse.
There is a large covered porch with ramps heading up outside to the three levels of the house and down into the basement. All doors and windows are wide. Young cubs come jumping from several of the windows and ramps. Inside, you notice that there is much open area in the house in the center where all three levels of the house can be seen.
Around the edge, near the walls, are where the sleeping rooms are kept. The older taurs sleep on the ground floor, while the younger ones sleep higher up. The third floor, used for the cubs, has cubicles and ramps going everywhere. They play and jump making incredible leaps and twists in the air in their play.
You are directed to 3 rooms along the right side of the house. These seem to be the only rooms with doors on them to afford privacy. You are asked to arrange yourselves as you see fit within these three rooms.
In the distance, a few Liontaur males gather on the road and stare after you as you enter the house. They look for a few moments and then walk back towards town.
Leets Wednesday August 21st, 2002 3:28:22 PM
The centaur paladin gratefully smiles at the wemics who offer a part of their home. He bows, knowing that those people probably don't have much to give but still do...
"It will be perfect, and I'm sure we'll have a nice time among you. Halas I know the minotaurs' way too well because of the wars, but not much about the wemics but what Zeoll told us around the fire..."
A little bit suspicious, Leets gets a look at the window, to see what the Males Liontaurs who walked away are doing.
"Flat-Top, Brahmah, will you share this room with me?"
Zeoll the Lesser d20+4=11 d20+8=15 d20+12=27 Wednesday August 21st, 2002 3:51:14 PM
Zeoll quickly whispers to Kenisha, "I don't trrust those fellows!" -- meaning the liontaur males with the sourpusses. "I betterr have a worrd with them, and find out what they arre up to."
Zeoll races up to the males. If he can't catch up, he returns to the Chosen. If he can catch them (without going out of sight of the Chosen), he confronts them.
"Hey!" he shouts in his native tongue, "Wait!"
The bard looks to see if they wear clan beads braided in their hair in the traditional way. They might not, this being the coast, where the old traditions aren't so common. What clan(s) are they, if he can tell? (Bardic Lore check 11)
"I noticed you fellows seemed unhappy about something. Well, the Chosen of Domi are here by invitation to kill hell hounds. What part of killing hell hounds do you all have a problem with?" (Diplomacy check 15)
Zeoll the Lesser will talk briefly with them, trying to convince them that the Chosen are here to help, nothing more. Then he returns and travels with the Chosen to the house of Clan Sandifurr.
For the afternoon, Zeoll enjoys playing with the kids. With his magic ring, he has fun making leaps up to 18 feet up in the air and 65 feet on a running jump -- half that when leaping from a standing start.
Zeoll also enjoys playing songs to entertain any listeners -- with his bullroarer thrumming overhead, he sings liontaur classics as well as his own new epics about how the Chosen helped to save the Wold. (Perform check 27)
Kale Wednesday August 21st, 2002 4:25:06 PM
not waiting for the others to choose, Kale chooses one of the rooms and says "Im staying here." then the robe cladded minotaur enters his room and looks around, trying to find the most confortable place to sleep
Flat-top d20=17 Wednesday August 21st, 2002 6:52:22 PM
As he (Flat-top) enters the Clanhouse, and tell the Mother Rhasa and the rest of the present clan "What a beautiful Clanhouse and I'm sure our room are the comptable in you dens." Flat-top bows a little and kisses the mother's hand, "Please don't mind Kale the Minotaur, this is being nice for a minotaur, He's a loner."
OOC Flat-top in trying to use his Charm and Diplomacy 17 on the clan.
Flat-top picks up a cub or two and trots around the road, bucking a little for the cubs to giggle and jump on and off the back of Flat-top (the cubs are playing Who Stays on the Centaur the Longest). While the cubs are playing, Flat-top notices the Young Males, but says nothing.
Flat-top trots up to Leets, "Sure I'll share a stall with you." And looking back at the males on the road, "I see what you mean and I hope Zeoll find something reassuring."
As he (Flat-top) enters the Clanhouse, and tell the Mother Rhasa and the rest of the present clan "What a beautiful Clanhouse and I'm sure our room are the coziest in you dens." Flat-top bows a little and kisses the mother Rhasa's hand, "Please don't mind Kale the Minotaur, this is being nice for a minotaur, He's a loner."
OOC: DM Jerry - Flat-top in trying to use his Charm and Diplomacy 17 on the clan.
Kenisha Wednesday August 21st, 2002 10:57:38 PM
Kenisha nods to Zeoll as he whispers his message to her.
She greets each new wemic she is introduced to warmly. "You are very kind to take us in like this. I do hope we won't put you out too much, but as you can see, we are a many varied mix of taurs." she tell them as Flat-top allows some cublings to 'horse-around' on him.
Brahmah Thursday August 22nd, 2002 2:19:44 AM
Brahmah simply shakes his head yes at Leets question, then looks at Kale. "Seems he's picked his room."
"I think that the women should be in the same room. But I have a suggestion, why don't we have watch anyway. One person up in each room, every 8 hours and keep an eye out, regardless of how friendly our guests are. Their may be a few in town NOT so friendly!" He says to Kenisha.
"I'll stay watch in the hall if need be."
Ceira Thursday August 22nd, 2002 8:57:57 AM
Ceira beams a smile as she eyes the third room. "We ladies need our privacy so Kenisha and I will be here."
Ceira sees the mysterious taurs off in the distance. After watching Zeoll head off, Ceira approaches mother Rasha and asks, "Pardon me mother Rasha, do you you have any known rival clans or other hooligans that give you trouble?"
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday August 22nd, 2002 9:20:43 PM
The bard beleives that a little paranoia is a healthy thing. He'll take a watch during the night.
But isn't there an event in the evening before bed? If not, Zeoll will seek out Rhasa, Alasa, or Tynycer of Clan Sandifurr. He wants to find out when the hunt will begin, if there will be any other events around the hunt, and how the Chosen can help out.
Not Welcome [DM Jerry] Friday August 23rd, 2002 9:05:35 AM
When Zeoll races after the males watching the house and asks his question, they look and stare at him, anger in their eyes. The one on the left, with a scar on his chest, spits in his general direction.
The one on the right says, "Go back where you came from. Your..."
The center male silences them, and they turn and with a gallop are gone.
Flattop has no difficulty charming the Sandifurr clan. They seem to be genuinly happy and honored to be keeping you.
The hunt will be held tonight after midnight.
Some of the kids tell Flat-top that they can go to the fair and have some fun just as soon as they are rested. One asks, Can you rest fast please?"
Brahmah Friday August 23rd, 2002 12:53:40 PM
Brahmah doesn't take one specific room with his friends, he'll prefer the hall. He sits with hands folded behind his head, leaning against the wall at Kenisha's and Ceira's door. He doses frequently for about a half an hour, then actually falls fast asleep. He'll wake at the midnight hour with the rest of the Hunting Party.
His dreams are light and peaceful, unusual for the fighting Taur.
OOC: All of his belongings are with him in the hall. His pack is in his lap, Falchions are close at hand.
Flat-top Friday August 23rd, 2002 4:23:21 PM
Flat-top smiles at the kittens, "Alright I'll try to rest fast. Now go see Mama." Then asks Zeoll, "How did thing s go with those Weinic males, any thing good??"
Flat-top will rest, (along with Leets)and will be ready for the hunt.
Kale Friday August 23rd, 2002 4:26:16 PM
closing the door to his room, Kale lies down and goes to sleep
Kenisha Saturday August 24th, 2002 8:16:54 AM
Kenisha sleeps in hers and Ceira's room after telling Brahmah, "Wake me up in a few hours and then you can get some rest before the hunt too."
Zeoll the Whiney Saturday August 24th, 2002 5:56:23 PM
Before retiring for the night, Zeoll the Lesser once again tries to find one of the adult residents to speak with. "I know I'm not even a real Chosen," he thinks, a little self-pityingly, "but won't SOMEONE talk to me?"
If he finds anybody to talk with, he'll ask why those male liontaurs were so hostile. "Why do they say, 'Go back where you came from'?"
Leets Sunday August 25th, 2002 4:07:04 PM
The centaur paladin looks the scene that takes place with the liontaurs with a serious eye, although he is a little bit disappointed by such a behaviour.
"We'll have to keep an eye on those bad guys Zeoll..."
Later Leets rest along with Flat-Top, readying his weapons for the hunt and praying Domi so that he gives them strenght and courage when facing the evil creatures.
"I've never been hunting such hounds Flat-Top, but I have the feeling it will do good to this land if we get rid of such beasts. I was not used to hunt when I was on Centaur Island either, father prefered to bring my brother with him...Maybe you can give me one advice or two..."
Ceira Monday August 26th, 2002 2:30:53 AM
After a very rough ride on the ship (at least from her perspective), Ceira decides it would be best to get early rest if they are getting up at midnight.
Brahmah Tuesday August 27th, 2002 3:33:59 AM
Brahmah wakes Kenisha as asked and preps for the Hunt. He polishes his Falchions, then he polishes the Domi Chain Shirt to be presentable to the towns folk. "I can't wait!" He grins stupidly. "This is going to be SOOO fun!" He giggles like a young school Taur. Then he rests, as was commanded by the Chosens leader.
The Roundup Festival
What's that I hear? (DM Janell) Wednesday August 28th, 2002 12:29:54 PM
Zeoll talks with Rhasa as the rest of the Chosen try to get some much needed rest for the nights hunt. The cubs, disappointed that the Chosen have decided to get in a Taur nap, scamper off back to the fairgrounds to amuse themselves. Smiling as the cubs go tottering off, Rhasa seems a little distracted, but turns her attention back to Zeoll after a few moments. "What was that you were saying.....Oh, I wouldn't worry about it....it's just that some of males are jealous. Everyone has heard of the great deeds of the Chosen, and some of the warriors see that as a threat ." Rhasa beams up at Zeoll. "There is much to do before the hunt, but you must rest first. Then you really should head down to the festival before all the fun is over."
The Chosen's rest is interrupted after a few hours by the pitter-patter of little cub paws. Those inside rooms hear loud whispers of "When are they gonna get up?". Rhasa attempts to hold the young ones at bay, but it is not long before you are all awakened by the excited cubs. Obviously embarrassed, the liontaur apologizes. "I'm sorry, it's just that they're so anxious about the hunt...."
Rhasa bids you all to join her for lunch. As the mother bustles around filling plates, washing dishes, and picking up dropped toys, she chats with the Chosen. "You know, since you're up already, you might as well head down to the fairgrounds and join in on some of the games." Sheras' ears pick up at the prospect of the Chosen going to the fair. The small cub jumps up on Flat-Top's back and begins pouncing up and down as she chants "I get to go with the Chosen! I get to go with the Chosen!" Almost as an after thought, Sheras looks up at her mother shooting her a look of pure innocence. "Mamma, can I go to the fair with them? I promise I'll be good." Rhasa smiles warmly at her cub and lovingly lifts her off of Flat-Top's back. "Now dear, we don't even know if the Chosen are going to go to the fair. It's going to be a long night for them, and they might want to rest more." The young cub looks hopefully over at Flat-Top silently begging the Taur to join her at the festival.
Flat-top Wednesday August 28th, 2002 4:07:26 PM
Flat-top was sound asleep when the young kitten entered the room and ask (in a loud Whisper) "ARE YOU AWAKE?" then jumps on Flat-tops back. "Hmm! Oh! Yes! OFF! I'm wide awake, how about you, Leets are you awake too?" Flat-top jabs Leets in the ribs. As Mother Rhasa lifts the Kitten off his back he tells her that he has to go outside for a few minutes, a nature call. and out the door he goes and into the fields runs around a couple times then next to the road, Flat-top seem to stand still for a minute or so. Then he gallops back to the Weimic's den. "OK! I'm hungry and ready to go to the Festival Grounds." Then he look up to the Mother and ask, "Who is going to look after the cubs when WE go Hellhound Hunting?"
To Leets and Zeoll he tell them, "I don't like the scent on the wind!".
Brahmah Wednesday August 28th, 2002 4:33:04 PM
Waking up with a shot at the sound of the little ones, Brahmah stands and stretches. His age is a little more apparent than usual when he raises his massive arms to stretch, his spine and of various joints pop and crack as he moans.
Moving to talk to Kenisha, Brahmah expresses his concern. "Uuuuhhh.... I don't think it's good idea for the young'uns to travel with us to the festival OR the Hunt. We protect, but we're better at it when we have no tag-alongs. I love the attention, but imagine what might happen if one of the cubs gets lost, we'd be responsible. I don't them along." Brahmah thinks for a moment. "But if you think they SHOULD come along, that's up to you Commander. Besides, if those males come around and try to start something, we'll need to have to defend the little'uns too."
Kale Thursday August 29th, 2002 12:12:19 AM
pretty grumpy from being awaken, Kale says "Lets go back to sleep. If we are going to hunt down hounds from hell, I want to make sure we're all well rested."
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday August 29th, 2002 6:41:13 AM
Zeoll catnaps for a few hours, and is refreshed when the cubs start their antics.
"Come, young ones! Let us enjoy the festival!" he says to the cub.
Overhearing Brahmah, the liontaur adds, "I agrree that the Hunt is no place forr young ones, but a Festival should be safe enough."
Brahmah Thursday August 29th, 2002 6:47:07 AM
:::Shrugs:::
"Okay Zeoll, maybe your right. I just don't want them hurt during our watch." He grins weakly.
Kenisha Thursday August 29th, 2002 7:29:43 AM
Kenisha smiles at the cubs' antics. "Come on Kale. The Festival will wake you up for the Hunt."
To Brahmah she says, "The Festival is for everytaur. The cubs will be safe there."
Leets Thursday August 29th, 2002 1:45:19 PM
"Ha!? Hem? What?!" Says Leets suddenly standing up on his four legs. Quickly understanding the situation, he answers: "No of course I wasn't sleeping Flat-Top!" - When he feels more awake, he listens at Rhasa, and considers the cub : "What about you our young friend? You want to go to the Festival right? My mother would often bring me to the Festival when I was younger, there you'll see and learn many interesting things without even traveling!"
With a quick wink at Kenisha he adds: "We have to go there Kenisha, I mean, it is our duty, as the Chosens, to study the tradition of our wemics friends and get more familiar with their customs! No better place than a festival for that!"
Fun and Games (DM Janell) Thursday August 29th, 2002 2:57:24 PM
Rhasa looks slightly amused by Flat-top's question. "What sort of mother would I be if I let my cubs stay up past their bed time?!" She chuckles. "Besides, the hunt is no place for children, but the festival is, as wise Kenisha has already said, for everytaur."
Sheras squeals with delight when a few of the Chosen state their interest in going to the festival. She rubs up against Zeoll's shoulder playfully, purring happily. "Oh Wowsy! We better hurry, we're gonna miss all fun." The little cub pounces over to Flat-top. "Mr. Flat-top, sir, can I ride on your back, pleeeease?"
Rhasa gives Kenisha a look of extreme gratitude. "Thank you for agreeing to take the cubs to the festival. It is such an honor to have great heroes like the Chosen here. You truly are as kind as the bards tell." Patting Sheras on the head, Rhasa goes over to a drawer and removes several small pouches. She hands them out to a few of the cubs. Adopting a stern, motherly tone Rhasa addresses the cubs. "There's only a few hours left until the announcement, and then the festival will close. I expect all of you back to your homes after the announcement." The last statement is met with several disappointed whines of "Awwww". Giving the cubs the look, Rhasa continues. "The Chosen will need time to prepare for the hunt after the festival, and there are still chores to be done, so no arguing." Rhasa scoops up Sheras and hugs her. "Be good little one. And remember, don't spend all your money at the first booth you come to."
A literal horde of cubs scamper off in the direction of the fairgrounds as the Chosen head out. Set up on the outskirts of the township of Velawia, the festival is well in progress when the Chosen arrive. Brightly colored booths litter the courtyard. Some appear to be various types of games and rides, while others are apparently food stands. As the Chosen and their army of cubs make their rounds through the grounds, Sheras acts as tour director. "Oooo, oooo, look...there's Pull the tail off of the Minotaur. Wowsy, will you look at the size of those chicken legs....oooo they smell so good! There's the Dunky tank. O Mister Flat-top, I'll bet you could beat everyone in that! Hehehe, there's the Hellhound Kissing booth. I'll bet Mister Kale could kiss one without getting burned. Cotton Candy! My favorite! Wowsy, the Twister! Mister Zeoll, I'll bet you'd be real good at that one! Hellhound sniffing....wow, with the size of your nose, I'll bet you'd find the hound in no time Mister Brahmah! Ooooo, Miss Kenisha, with a beautiful voice like yours, I just know you'd win at the Singing Hellhounds booth!" The little cub prattles on and on, almost nonstop.
Ok folks, might as well have some fun at the Festival while you're here. You may participate in any of the games listed above.----Janell
Brahmah Thursday August 29th, 2002 3:35:34 PM
Looking around at all the games, Brahmah looks confused. Kiss the Hellhound, Dunky Tank and (gag) Pull the Tail Off the Minotaur (this hurts, it shouldn't be a game; he thinks to himself as he remembers his missiing tail). But regardless of his misgiving about the Tail game, Brahmahs curiousity gets the better of him. He wants to play the Tail game. He bobs and weaves through herds of young taurs and town-folk to get to the game. Making it to the booth finally, the tailless minoTaur askes, with a goofy grin; "So! how'dya play this silly game?"
Flat-top d20=3 d20=4 d20=19 Thursday August 29th, 2002 4:51:29 PM
Flat-top put on his harness so that he can carry more than one kitten on his back, and while he's in the bedroom he also takes the small money pouch (knowing that he's going to give these little one the Festival that they will never forget).
"All right every body ready to go, hop on and hold on to the straps, Mr. Leets can carry some of you on his back also. Off to the Festival!" yells Flat-top but going a mild trot.
Arriving at the Festival Flat-top buys all the cubs in their party a Big Fat Chicken Leg, Cotton Ball Candy, KatNip Ice Cream and Fresh Fish on a Bun. "That should take care of your Appetite for a while. Now let's see how I do at the Dunky Tank. What is the cost? three rock for a gold piece? All right Here goes. First throw [3] a miss, the second throw [4] not much better still a miss, now for the third throw [19] a HIT! Hurrah! The Dunky got dunk (Ker-splash!)
On they went, one booth to another hoping to see Mr. Kale Kiss the Hellhound, Mr. Zeoll sniff the Hellhound, to watch Mr.Brahmah get the tail, But most of all to hear Miss Kenisha sing.
Leets Thursday August 29th, 2002 4:51:32 PM
"After those troubled times, It's nice to see such a place of entertainment and joy. I can feel hope and life in the heart of all those Taurs here, there was so much hatred and violence recently, it's nice finally to have some peace..."
Leets trots to the cotton candy shop, and buys one for the young wemic.
" 'Wowsy!!!' Here is for you young Taur, from a centaur to a young wemic who'll build a better future..."
Kale d20+6=20 Thursday August 29th, 2002 4:53:32 PM
after looking around at the carnaval and some of the games, Kale doesnt see any that interest him. so instead he finds a not too crowded corner and pulls out 8 gold coins. spreading out his robe so that it flows in the air Kale begins to flip the coins in the air, 4 in each hand, with a crooked smile on his face(pick pockets check of 20, thats the closest skill i can think of to do the fliping)
Kenisha d20+4=20 Thursday August 29th, 2002 10:57:37 PM
Grinning as Sheras gives her running dialog of all the festival events, Kenisha purchases her own KatNip Ice Cream.
"Do we have to sing a specific song?" Kenisha asks the cubling while trying to keep her cone from dripping all over the place. "Or can we sing anything we like?"
ooc: if it is anything here's what Kenisha sings (it's a Traditional folk song). Perform skill=20.
ic:
Kenisha clears her throat and blushes a little before starting to sing.
"What will we do if we have no money Oh, true lovers, what will we do then? Only walk through the town for a Hungary crown And we'll yodel it over again
What will we do if we marry a tinker Oh, true lovers, what will we do then? Only sell a tin can and walk on with me man And we'll yodel it over again
What will we do if we marry a soldier Oh, true lovers, what will we do then? Only handle his gun and we'll fight for the fun And we'll yodel it over again
What will we do if we have a young daughter Oh, true lovers, what will we do then? Only take her in hand and walk on with me man And we'll yodel it over again"
Ceira Friday August 30th, 2002 2:33:23 AM
With a mischievious grin, Ceira eyes the Pin the Tail on the Minotaur game. She looks around for some kind of sticky paste (OOC: possible?) and replaces the pin on the fake tail with the sticky substance. She whispers to one of the cubs and suggests sticking it on Brahmah's rear end.
Fun Times All Around (DM Janell) d20+2=18 d20+1=5 d20+1=7 d20+1=3 d20+1=10 Friday August 30th, 2002 2:25:02 PM
Brahmah heads over to the Pull the Tail off the Minotaur booth. The large, muscular liontaur who runs the booth breaks out laughing when Brahmah asks him how to play. "Well, sir, it would appear that you must have been the subject of this game once before!" In between chuckles, the taur explains that once blindfolded, you are spun around several times. Then you are lead over to a very crude minotaur mannequin, and grope around, trying to locate the tail (roll straight d20 vs. DC10 to succeed). Barely able to control his laughter, the booth owner blindfolds Brahmah, spins him around, and guide him toward the mannequin. Spurred on by Ceira, a small cub darts into the booth, removes one of the spare "tails", and brings it back to her for doctoring. Once prepared, the cub gleefully stalks the blindfolded Chosen, and slaps on his hind quarters. A chorus of laughter brakes out from the surrounding cubs.
Meanwhile, Flat-top has a fun time spoiling as many cubs as he can and then amuses himself at the Dunky tank. A adolesent liontaur sits in the dunky tank, and looks rather surprised when Flat-top begins throwing "rocks" (actually dirt filled bags) at the target. Suddenly submerged, the liontaur "dog" paddles around in the water, trying to keep his head above the water. He manages to do so for a few minutes, and just as his head dips below the surface, he is pulled out of the water by two adult liontaurs. The smile approvingly at the youngster as they hand him a small stuffed rabbit. "Not bad, not bad. You lasted longer than most would." Sheras giggles at Flat-top. "I'll be you could swim longer than him in the dunky tank." Flat-top notices that it seems like the object of the booth is not so much to dunk the person in the dunky tank, but more for the person in the dunky tank to be able to survive in the water the longest.
In the meantime, Kale entertains some of the older, adolescent taurs who watch his juggling with fascination. One of the more bold lads reaches out a hand, and tries to catch one of the coins in mid air, but misses.
A little later, Kenisha and Sheras head over to the Singing Hellhounds booth together. Sheras explains that you don't really sing...you howl like a dog and try to see who can get the hellhound to bay first. Several other liontaurs stand at the booth, and behind a curtained area set up on the stage, one can hear the rustling of what you assume to be a caged hellhound. One after another, the liontaurs attempt to howl, but the clamor sounds strange coming from liontaur mouths, and apparently, the hellhound is not convinced. Kenisha steps forward and gives it her best shot (went ahead and used your performance roll from above). A long, loud howl sounds from behind the curtain area. The booth owner smiles at Kenisha and hands her a beautifully beaded head band.
Sheras and the other cubs positively glow from all the attention paid to them by the Chosen. They follow them around from booth to booth each vying for the heroes attention.
Ok folks, one more day of fun and games, and then Monday will be the announcement. So have fun, and get ready to rumble next week.----Janell
Kale Friday August 30th, 2002 5:06:55 PM
after a few more minuets of flipping his coins, Kale flips them all out into the crowd, one at a time. then he wanders around, trying to find something to eat
Brahmah d20=6 Saturday August 31st, 2002 5:43:24 AM
The minoTaur gets sninned and spinned, then tilts a bit from dizziness, but soon rights himself.
Satisfied with his tail placing, he pulls off the blindfold. He pouts for a moment then shrugs. (DC 6)
He blissfully walks away from the booth with 'his new tail' securely attached to his rump.
Zeoll the Lesser d20=5 Saturday August 31st, 2002 6:16:02 AM
At first, Zeoll is happy to just take in the sights and sounds of liontaurs at play. "It has been too long since I was home," he thinks.
He is especially entranced by Kenisha's song. "We'll make a barrd of you yet, sweet-tongued Kenisha!" he tells her.
Finally, Zeoll the Lesser says, "What the hey!" and tries the Twister. Whatever that is, he does his best [unmodified d20 roll is a 5].
Flat-top Saturday August 31st, 2002 2:38:24 PM
Flat-top scratches his head, "I'd love to my sweet little ones, but you see once I'm in the tank and time for me to come out. How would I do that? No ramps for me to walk out, A centaur cannot climb the sides or a rope? there's no way out. Other wise I would teach each and every one of you how to swim. Look there's Zeoll the great and hes about the play with his Twister!" "Hey Guys,"yells Flat-top, "Lets watch Zeoll and let's buy these little one a Chocolat Mouse!"
Kenisha d20=19 Sunday September 1st, 2002 9:14:17 AM
Kenisha laughs as the hellhound responds to her own baying. She oohs and aahs over the headband and immediately puts it on, making sure her five white braids lie over it.
To Zeoll's comment she laughs and says, "More likely it shows just how sharp-tongued I am, I made the hellhound cry."
She joins Zeoll over at the Twister booth and gives at shot at it too. (unmodified roll of 19).
To Flat-top she says, "See if they have any chocolate covered pickles while you're over there, please? I could really go for one." She pauses for a moment and realizes what she's said and grins wildly.
Flat-top Monday September 2nd, 2002 7:20:00 AM
"You want WHAT??" Wonders the fighter, "All right I'm going. Come little ones Let's go get those chocolate coved Mouse and what ever Lady Kenisha wants." Off they all go, Flat-top never knew that there was so many Cubs, when it came to food. After the cubs had their treat, They seem to disappear.
Back he joins Kenisha, "Here's your Chocolate Covered Pickle. I really don't know. . .Why. . .You. . .(heavy pause) Are you all right, is the Colt all right? You Both are all right? That That means Kalon family line will go on. I'm happy for you." Flat-top kisses Kenisha cheek.
Ceira Monday September 2nd, 2002 2:29:50 PM
Ceira's stomach growls in response to spotting Kale wandering amongst the booths full of food. "He has the right idea." she says to herself. "Once I head off, it'll be back to those dry rations." She skips along after Kale in search of food. Particularly some form of meat on a drumstick.
Brahmah Tuesday September 3rd, 2002 2:47:43 AM
Brahmah gets tired of playing games, then heads off to find Kenisha. He still has the game tail attached to his rump, he hasn't noticed. He reaches the Leader and askes what's on his mind.
"So! when we headin' out on the hunt? I'm getting bored." He grins. "I'm eager for action. I want to see these 'Hell Hounds'."
May I Have Your Attention Please?!!!! (DM Janell) Tuesday September 3rd, 2002 3:01:58 PM
Brahmah doesn't even come close to pulling the tail of the mannequin, but is unwittingly the recipient of a new tail. This causes the brawny liontaur running the booth to brake out in uncontrollable laughter as Brahmah walks away. As soon as he is able to compose himself, the liontaur pounces over to the minotaur and hands him a necklace with bright colored beads. "For you valiant effort" the taur says as he hands the prize over to the Chosen.
Kale's action is met by a down and out brawl amongst the adolescents as they fight for the coins. A few moments later, the group brakes up, as a few of the wemics strut off with their prizes, while more than a few lick minor looking wounds. As he heads over to the concession area, Kale thinks he spots the liontaur that tried to grab one of the coins earlier. The youth grins as he passes by with not one, but two golden coins in his hand.
While waiting in line for the Twister, Zeoll watches as the youngsters in front are loaded into a strange contraption that tosses them in the air above a soft pile of hay. The goal seems to be to twist your body as you fly through the air and manage to land on your feet. Zeoll's turn comes, and the attendants load him into the device, and fire him into the air. Twisting and turning agilely, Zeoll finds that gravity is not on his side, and lands on his side with and "Oof" as the breath is knocked out of him.
Sheras pouts a little when Flat-top declines becoming the Dunkee, but quickly recovers when the good hearted centaur mentions buying Chocolate Mice.
The attendants take one look at Kenisha, and politely decline to load her onto the Twister. Patting her large belly, they hand the mother to-be a brightly colored feather. "For the little one when he grows up." is all that they say.
It takes Flat-top hours to find a place that is actually willing to smother a pickle with chocolate, but the determined warrior is finally able to convince a rather skeptical looking wemic as he points out Kenisha. Winking as he hands the "delicacy" over to Flat-top, the liontaur says "Best of luck to you....if she's anything like my wife was, she'll have you hunting down all sorts of strange food combinations!" As if in response to Flat-top's question, the colt kicks so hard that you spot a tiny hoof sticking out of Kenisha's side for a few seconds.
Ceira has no problem locating drumsticks, but spends a few minutes trying to decide between all the choices.
Time passes quickly as the Chosen enjoy themselves at the Festival. As the sun begins to dip below the tree line, one by one, the booths close. The grizzald liontaur who showed you to your quarters escorts you to a large stage set up at the front of the grounds. The roar of the large gathered crowd makes it hard to make out what the old taur says as he ushers you up the stage, but you're able to make out something about "a great honor" and "joining the hunt." The liontaur pounds an official looking staff on the stage several times in a vain attempt to quiet the crowd. Finally he resorts to shouting. "MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!" The crowd quiets, and the wemic continues in a slightly lower tone of voice. "The time of the hunt draws near. As all of you know, this year we are honored to have the company of the Chosen." The crowd roars once again, and the elder waits for it to settle once more. "We will now have the drawing to determine which clan will be privileged to participate in the hunt with the Chosen. " There is a brief pause, then a sandy linotaur adolescent brings a sheet of paper over to the elder. His eyes narrow for a few seconds in what might be seen as distaste before he addresses the audience once more. "The clan of Sandifurr has been chosen." Sheras beams and pounces up and down on Flat-top in excitement at the announcement.
After a few moments of intense congratulations and good luck wishing by the hoards of taurs nearby, you are able to fight your way through the crowds and back to your previous lodging. Rhasa meets you at the door, and makes sure that all of the cubs find their way back to their homes. Beaming radiantly, Sheras introduces you to her father Rhirehan and her brother Ybirard. "Wowsy, I can't believe you'll be hunting with Daddy and Ybi!"
There are still a few hours left until the hunt begins, and the Chosen are bid to prepare themselves. Rhasa busies herself with putting the cubs to bed. When she returns, she pulls Kenisha over to the side looking more than a little concerned. "I hope you don't mind me asking, dear, but are you sure that you want to go out on the hunt? I mean, in your present condition and all, perhaps it would be better if you stayed behind." As the girls chat, Rhirehan takes the time to acquaint himself with the Chosen, regaling them with stories from previous hunts.
Alright ladies and gentlemen, I know you've been very patient. Tomorrow the hunt begins. Don't worry, you will be well rested, and have plenty of time to make the preparations you feel are needed.----Janell
Ceira Tuesday September 3rd, 2002 3:46:04 PM
(OOC: How much longer before she is due?)
"As long as I'm around, she'll be fine." Ceira adds with a wink. "Afterall, she and I usually remain in the back to throw spells."
Kale Tuesday September 3rd, 2002 5:56:31 PM
Kale spends most of his time sharpening his sword and re stringing his bow. "Evenyone acts like this is some celebration." Kale tells Flat-Top "But I have a feeling we're walking into a situation we wont be able to handle."
Brahmah, The Bead Bearer Tuesday September 3rd, 2002 7:58:22 PM
Brahmah happily puts the prize on and wears it with pride, regardless of its appearance. He thanks the liontaur for the gift and asks curiously; "I did so poorly, why do I get a prize?"
Heading off toward the Chosen with his new tail fastened to his backside and his brightly colored prize decorating his massive neck, Brahmah hears Kale speaking to Flat-top. "Kale, my friend, your always so negative. And besides, you should know me well enough by NOW to know that I do NOT take combat or even Hunts lightly!" For the first time the minoTaur looks sympathic at Kales concerns. "Look at all of those young'uns out there. Don't make them think the Chosen are cowards, we're NOT. I know you aren't and you know I'm not. We are Chosen, regardless how the odds are against us, we always manage through the worst and come to the better." The ex-sailor places a hand on the rogues shoulder. "Remember the Temple and the betrayal of Ludlow, that was weighed against us and we survived." Turning from his conversation with Kale, Brahmah listens to the stories of previous Hunts for strategies that may have been used and what worked better than others. He asks Rhirehan, "Are these dogs immune to anything? I've heard stories, but I'm not sure what is right. Is it true they are as silent as a gliding owl right before it strikes? Is it true that they grow when they're in fire to twice their normal size?" The minoTaur seems as inquisitive as the young'uns. "CAN they FLY?!" He seems worried and is genuinely scared at his own question.
Flat-top Tuesday September 3rd, 2002 9:12:12 PM
A the end of the events and on the way home, Flat-top carries a few on his back and another in his arms. "This is what Domi meant when he said we are the ones to bring the Islands together. We start with the children, Now let's go and prepare to fight."
When they got to the den, and turned over the children to Mother Rhasa, "Ahh I see my package has arrived." Flat-top opens the box and shows everybody the what look to them a fancy pair of horse shoes."Beautiful arent they, made by the great smith Master Oreson Ironheel himself." Flat-top puts on the Hooves Knuckles, "Now these will give them a kick in the face."
Facing Kale and Brahmah, "As long we are together We'll always come up on top. That is what I beleive."
Kenisha Tuesday September 3rd, 2002 10:24:38 PM
(ooc still working on the pregnancy stuff, but obviously long enough into it for the foal to be kicking! LOL)
Kenisha takes the offered feather and thanks the attendants. "I shall wear it until the foal's first hair-cutting. It will be a wonderful gift to braid into the hair." She then carefully tucks the feather into the end of one of her white braids.
Kenisha oofs loudly when the foal kicks her side. "Now, now little one, kicking isn't polite." she jokingly says down at her flank.
In response to Rhasa and Ceira she says, "Maybe I should stay here. Hunting these hellhounds sounds dangerous enough without you guys needing to guard me. Still before you go, I can cast some useful spells on you all. The Strength of the Bull and Mage's Armour could be very usefully for the hunt. Both of those will last for hours. Who wants either or both of them?"
Kenisha, you may join the hunt if you wish...I'm not trying to hint at anything.----Janell
The Hellhound Hunt
And So, It Begins (DM Janell) Wednesday September 4th, 2002 2:01:49 PM
Rhirehan does his best to answer Brahmah's questions. "Oh yes, my brave fellow, the beasts are quite tricky. And immune to fire too. Quiet as a whisper, they are, and smart too. They work in packs, trying to hunt us down, and basically, that is the way we operate too. They usually send out a scout or two in front of the pack, and if we're lucky, we'll be able to isolate and kill them and then surround the pack." Ybi laughs when Brahmah asks about the hounds ability to fly. "I don't know where you heard that from, but I wouldn't buy any land from him!"
The Chosen prepare themselves for the hunt, sharpening weapons, oiling armor, and casting defensive spells. Soon, the time for the hunt is at hand, and our heroes head out into the wilds by the light of a full moon. Rhasa, looking slightly anxious, kisses her husband and son as they leave. You travel a few miles out into wilderness, when Rhirehan calls the party to a stop. He concentrates on the brush up ahead, his breathing slow and controlled. Spot and Listen checks, please.
Boy howdy, I hope you guys are ready, this is going to be a blast! Kenisha, let me know whether or not you want to join the hunt. Also, include any spells that are affecting you in the post name field.----Janell
Leets - casting Bless Wednesday September 4th, 2002 4:27:59 PM
The centaur paladin checks his armor one last time as all hunters have gathered. Although he carefuly oiled the plates, he isn't fully used to his new barding and he wonder what it will look like to fight with such an extra weight. On the other hand, he thinks it's better now than when they will - once more - have to save the Wold.
During the evening he crafted three javelins with wood, basically woodcarved with Taur patterns he saw at the Heartkeep.
"Don't forget, my friends, from where those beast come from...Maybe we will proceed as for the hunts we are used to, but those creatures still be among the most evil."
"And since it's better to prevent than to heal the work of evil, may Domi's strength flow in all your souls and muscles so that his courage bring us to victory!"
Zeoll (Mage Armor, Endure Elements-Heat) 2d4(4+4)=8 goodberries Wednesday September 4th, 2002 6:17:18 PM
After casting two protection spells on himself, Zeoll talks to Kenisha.
"How can the Chosen sally forrth without theirr leaderr? Let me cast this Mage Arrmorr spell on you," Zeoll the Lesser offers, "and then a spell to let you endurre theirr flames. With the prrotection of the magic and taking carre to avoid combat, surrely you will be safe. You know all of us will fall beforre we let any harrm come to the baby. And we will not fall!"
[OOC: I'll use one or two first level druid and bard spells -- either Endure Elements and Mage Armor on just me, or else one set on me and one set on Kenisha.]
[Still OOC: Zeoll will pray for these druid spells: Prepared: Level 0: Cure Minor Wound, Guidance x2 Level 1: Endure Elements Fire x2
He also has eight goodberries from the day before.]
Kale d20+5=23 d20-1=11 Wednesday September 4th, 2002 6:38:55 PM
(spot check of 23, listen check of 11)holding his bow in front of him with an arrow knocked, Kale says "Ill scout ahead a bit and see if i cant pick up their trail." then he moves forward30 ft and stays ahead of the others
Kenisha (Mage Armor & Bull's Strength on herself) Wednesday September 4th, 2002 8:08:32 PM
"Oh okay, I'll come along, but you don't have to cast Mage Armor on me, Zeoll. I have that spell." Kenisha relents and joins the hunt.
She casts Mage Armor and Bull's Strength on herself and offers to cast the same on any who want it.
Brahmah, The Hunter d20=19 d20-2=18 d20+2=12 d20-2=-1 Wednesday September 4th, 2002 11:42:49 PM
OOC: WOW! 19 Spot and 18 Listen, that'll never happen again! :)
Blissfully ignorant of the danger that actually lay ahead, the warrior isn't remotely quiet. He's not really accustomed to 'hunting' as their calling it. The minoTaur is just happy to finally see action after so long. (Move Silently 12, Hide -1 ;P )
Whispering, Brahmah asks; "What is this 'mage armor' you speak of? I know that Bull Strength, that makes my muscles bigger, right? Zeoll, would you make me endure the fires of the hounds too?" The minoTaur smiles his toothy, cheesy grin.
He walks up to Leets; "If I should fall in this hunt, I've purchased some of those healing type potions. They're inside my pack, in the wooden potion box." He thinks a moment. "Also, there is one of stronger potency in the outside pocket of the pack." He grins again.
Flat-top d4+1=4 d20+8=25 d20+5=6 Thursday September 5th, 2002 6:03:27 AM
Bull strenth is now 21[+4]And Mage Armor brings Flat-top ac to 23. Listens at 25 and spot at 6.
Flat-top turns to Kenisha,"I don't think we should go off on out own like Kale is doing. I think Rhirehan is right, we should hunt in pack like they do, After all they treat this hunting like it was a sport. For us this is the first time we face some Hell Hounds." Flat-top listens but cannot see anything. "Oh! I almost forgot, here's another Chocolat Covered Pickle."
Zeoll (Mage Armor, Endure Elements-Fire) Thursday September 5th, 2002 11:51:25 AM
Zeoll casts Mage Armor on himself and Endure Elements (fire) on himself and Kenisha.
"Sorrry, Brrahmah," he apologizes to the minotaur, "but that exhausts my firre-endurrance magic for today."
The Hunter or the Hunted? (DM Janell) d20+13=19 d20+13=16 d20+11=23 d20+11=17 d100=57 d20+2=3 d20+2=18 d20+5=11 d20+5=23 d20+8=19 d20+8=12 Thursday September 5th, 2002 4:46:44 PM
The Chosen are comforted by the knowledge that Domi has blessed them for the hunt. They head out and follow Rhirehan (I assume that Leets and all the other spellcasters did their preparations before you were out in hellhound country).
Rhirehan looks a little concerned when Kale decides to go it alone, but says nothing. From his lead position, Kale spots motion in the tall grasses up ahead. Focusing his attention on the spot, the warrior sees two of the scroungiest looking animals crouched down about 30 feet ahead of him. Two sets of beady red eyes scan the horizon.
The rest of the hunting party freezes in their tracks when Rhirehan motions for a stop. Pointing to the east, he signals that he sees a hellhound. Brahmah also spots the creature about 60 feet ahead of the main party. Even above the clang of Brahmah's armor, Flat-top and Brahmah are able to hear the slight panting and sniffing of the beast. From his up close and personal position, Kale notices that the both of the beasts turn their beady eyes toward the direction of the hunting party. Whining slightly, the pooches slowly begin to stalk through the undergrowth, on a direct coarse for the party.
Rhirehan and Brahmah also note the motion of one of the hounds, and alert the rest of the party.
Parties initiative.
Combat map should be in your mail boxes folks.----Janell
Kenisha d4+1=4 d4+1=4 d4+1=4 Thursday September 5th, 2002 9:09:40 PM
"Let's be alert here folks! There could be more of them lying in wait!" Kenisha says as she prepares to cast a spell.
"Brahmah, you, Flat-top and Leets close in, try and flank them. Ceira, you I and Kale will do the ranged attacks of our own choosing. Zeoll, keep yourself back here with Ceira and me just incase there are more. Wouldn't do to leave ourselves open to attack from behind."
Kenisha then casts Magic Missile, shooting all three missiles at Hellhound#2 (for 12 pts of damage).
Brahmah, with the assist d20+11=23 d4+7=9 d4=3 Thursday September 5th, 2002 9:51:32 PM
With Kenisha's words in mind, he strides up to the beast Kenisha hit with her bolts (#2). Somewhat over confident and cocky, Brahmah smirks at the beast and says under his breath; "So your a 'hellhound' huh!?" He swings at the monsterous dog with little effort (hitting AC 23, for 12 DMG).
Brahmah shifts his focus to Hellhound #1, his Dodge AC versus #1 is 22.
Thinking to himself; 'Well, these things DO look nasty, they smell worse than old Captain Cochrane.'
Kale d20+5=25 d6=5 d20+5=12 Thursday September 5th, 2002 9:54:55 PM
seeing that that the hounds dont seem to notice him, Kale aims carefully and shoots his arrow at hellhound #1(critical hit, total damage 15). then he prepares for for the other hound to come after him.
Sam, note that the 25 is not a critical, it is a critical threat. I rolled for you to see if it is a critical. It is not, so your damage is 5 hp. If it was a critical, then you would roll your damage three times, and add them together. :)---Janell
Ceira d4+1=5 d4+1=2 d20+3=18 d8=1 Friday September 6th, 2002 2:00:19 AM
(OOC: It seems others have received the combat map except for me. Double check to see that you have my correct e-mail address as paladin_slayer@hotmail.com Until then...)
Ceira fires off a crossbow bolt at the nearest Hellhound who is clear of any Taur standing in her line-of-sight (hitting AC18 for 1 damage).
If there are no Hellhounds with a clear shot, then she will cast a Magic Missle spell at the nearest Hellhound for 7 damage.
Yes, that's the address I sent it to. Let me know if you haven't gotten it by my post today. I'll go ahead and resend it.---Janell
Flat-top d20+15=20 d20+10=28 d20+5=13 d20+15=31 d20+10=17 d20+5=15 d8+8=15 d8+8=11 d8+8=16 d4+4=6 d4+4=6 d4+4=5 Friday September 6th, 2002 8:40:58 AM
[OOC:Flat-top get three attact with Morningstar - 1/20 - 2/28 - 3/13 = three attacks with hooves - 1/31 - 2/17 - 3/15 -- damages are (I Hope) w/Morningstar 15+11=16=42, w/hooves 6+6+5=17 grand total of 59 (I hope I'm right)]
"Alright I'm glad you girls will be backing us up, Come on Leets, let's flank them to the west, that should bring us towards the back of the second one and you get him toward the frount of them." And off Flat-top goes slashing then rearing to fight with his hooves. To himself * I hope there no more of them? How can we strike them and be quiet?" Flat-top wonders.
Ceil, as I understand it, you can only attack with weapon and hooves on a full attack. Since the hounds are more than 5 feet away, you cannot make a full attack yet. You certainly can next round! I will go ahead and apply the damage from your morningstar.---Janell
Zeoll the Lesser d20+2=4 Friday September 6th, 2002 3:07:32 PM
Zeoll nods to Kenisha, although his paws are itching to rip into hellhound flesh. He begins to chant a rousing song taunting the dogs and raising the spirits of the Chosen.
[OOC: Bardic Inspire Courage -- benefits begin next round.]
He also keeps his eyes open for any enemies that might be sneaking up [spot check 4! oof!]
Great Balls of Fire! (DM Janell) 4d4(3+4+3+1)+4=15 d20+11=22 d20+11=31 d20+11=29 d20+11=18 d20+13=31 d20+13=26 d20+13=32 d20+13=19 d20+2=4 d20+2=10 d20+2=15 d20+2=10 d20+5=25 d20+5=25 d20+5=10 d20+5=20 d8+1=4 d8+1=5 d4+1=3 d4+1=3 Friday September 6th, 2002 9:39:55 PM
Kenisha's and Ceira's magic missiles streak across the night like fireflies on LSD and rip into Hellhound #2. The mutt growls angrily, and rushes forward to meet Brahmah's advance. Hellhound #1 yelps when Kale's arrow lodges itself in his neck (nice critical!), and snarls weakly as Flat-top pummels him with his morningstar.
The hellhounds respond to the attacks by launching themselves at Brahmah and Flat-top. Both mutts grab a hold of their opponents and begin belching a 30 foot cone of fire out of their mouths. Flat-top takes 4hp of damage from Hellhound #1's bite, and 3hp of damage from the fire. Brahmah takes 5hp of damage from Hellhound #2's bite, and 3hp of damage from the fire. If you make a reflex save vs DC 13, you only take half damage. The smell of singed hair fills your nostrils, which is moderately better smelling than the fetid breath of the hounds.
Rhirehan nods at the Chosen's tactics, but winces when Brahmah and Flat-top get toasted. He whispers to the few who remain behind. "Alright, let's close up those ranks. You can bet your tail that their are more out there trying to flank us. These two are just to drive us into the others. Keep a sharp eye out, and hopefully we'll find them before they find us." He steps back a pace or two to help close the holes as he searches in the darkness for any other hounds.
Spot and Listen checks please.
Everyone please indicate in your post name any spells which are affecting you, otherwise, I might overlook it. Also, don't forget to add your +1 to attack from Leet's Bless spell and the +1 from Zeoll's song :)----Janell
Brahmah, The Immulated d20+3=15 d20+9=20 d20+9=22 d4+8=12 d4=4 d4+8=10 d4=2 d20=7 d20-2=2 Saturday September 7th, 2002 5:05:12 AM
(Reflex save of 15 to take 1 or 2 points?)
Brahmah is a bit upset that he got toasted by his foe. He realizes now that the cloth tail he has been wearing since he played the 'Tail Game', is on fire. As the cloth tail burns, he turns to the beast with his eyes lowered. "OKAY! now I'm NOT happy!" Brahmah takes a 5 foot step inbetween the beasts. The minoTaur unleashes on #2 with two attacks (full round), twisting and turning the Falchions like a thresher harvesting wheat, Hitting AC's 20 and 22, for 16 and 12 respectively, totaling 28 damage on #2. (thanks to Zeolls damage bonus', Leets too :D).
Spot 7, Listen 2... Brahmah's busy :)
I'm feeling nice...go ahead and round down on the fire damage.----Janell
Kale d20+5=9 d20-1=7 d20+9=21 d8+4=11 2d6(4+1)=5 Saturday September 7th, 2002 9:12:51 AM
(spot check of 9, listen of 7)a bit surprised that his arrow didnt drop the hound, Kale draws his sword and moves behind hellhound #1 and stabs at his back(sneak attack, hound looses his dex bonus, hist ac 21 for 11 pts of damage plus 5 for sneak attack)
Flat-top (now 60 HP) d20+6=18 d20+19=30 d20+16=31 d20+16=24 d8+1=7 d4+1=2 d4+1=3 Sunday September 8th, 2002 12:11:02 AM
OOC:Flat-top makes his Reflex save and takes only 2hp of damage. Attack (base +17 +1 Bless +1 song) = +19. Hooves (base +14 +1 Bless + +1 song) = +16) Damages Morning Star= 7 plus +1 Shoes = 2 + 3, Total damages are 12 (I hope.)
"Wow! I wonder what he ate for his last meal? Talk about heartburn!" Flat-top jokes as he hit the puppy again, but this time he rears and lets the new shoes do their job.
Leets d20+11=27 d8+4=8 d8+3=10 Sunday September 8th, 2002 4:57:47 PM
A little bit hesitating in his whole new armor and also remembering of the wise advice he was given, Leets arrives by Flat-Top and Brahmah's side only after the attack. Charging with even more weight thanks to his plate barding, Leets attacks Hh2 with his longsword high over his head and his shield on the other arm (Base+7 + 1 song +1 bless +2 charging= 27; damage D8+2s+2charging=8). Trying to reequilibrate after the charge, Leets notices nothing as he finally stands by Brahmah's side, facing the beast...
Kenisha (Mage Armor - AC 22; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire)) d20+3=4 d20+2=14 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d4+1=3 d4+1=4 Sunday September 8th, 2002 11:10:53 PM
(spot = 4, listen = 14; good thing you can't criticaly mess up skill checks LOL. The third roll is my Bull's Strength which I forgot to roll when I cast the spell on the 4th. Last three rolls are her magic missile damages)
Kenisha pulls out her Wand of Magic Missles (5th level) and fires off three bolts at hellhound #2 for 9 HP)
Ceira d20+6=12 d20+1=4 Monday September 9th, 2002 2:31:03 AM
(Spot=12, Listen=4) Heeding Rhirehan's advice, Ceira elects to save her spells since the current hellhounds are already being outnumbered. She readies her crossbow and faces southwest.
Zeoll the Lesser (still singing, inspired, blessed mage armor, endure elements) d20+2=15 d20+3=21 Monday September 9th, 2002 9:02:34 AM
Zeoll sees that these two hounds are well in hand. He keeps alert for the rest of the pack. As he sings, he scans the area for dogs and their signs.
[OOC: Spot 15, Wilderness Lore 21! woo hoo!]
Is That All You've Got?! (DM Janell) Monday September 9th, 2002 12:09:31 PM
As Kale sneaks up on the mutt and buries his dagger between its hindquarters while Flat-top pummels the front end. The beast howls chillingly, and gurgles out its bloody last breath. Meanwhile, Brahmah, discovering that his new tail is now charred beyond recognition, takes his frustration out on Hellhound#1. His falchions glimmer eerily in the moonlight as they arch downward and decapitate the hound.
Find his new armor a little more cumbersome than he anticipated, Leets arrives in time to find that the others have already finished off both of the hounds. Kenisha also holds her attack when she sees that Domi's warriors have easily polished off their foes.
Zeoll, through his years training, sees motion in the grass, and spots a hellhound moving in the grass about 20 feet in front of him.
Note, this is a surprise round. Zeoll is able to perform a partial action. All others, hold your actions for now, as you are unable to see the hounds. I will post again after Zeoll's partial action, then you may post. Thanks!----Janell
Zeoll the Lesser (still singing, inspired, blessed mage armor, endure elements) d20+36=52 (jump check) d20+7=21 d20+7=13 (attacks) d4+5=6 d4+5=6 (damages -- d'oh! two ones!) Monday September 9th, 2002 2:51:11 PM
With this golden opportunity, Zeoll leaps!
[OOC: a partial charge]
His standing jump easily carries him 20 feet through the air and onto the hiding beast! [OOC: Jump check 52 would have carried him up to 31 feet, so no problem there.]
Zeoll the Lesser lands on the dreaddog with both paws, hitting AC 21 and AC 13. He does 6 hp damage if one hits, 12 if 2 hit.
As he leaps into the fray, his song swells as blood flows under his feet ... Look frriends! Herre lies anotherr foe! They cannot hide, though low they slink! No hiding now those eyes that glow -- They can't conceal theirr noxious stink!
Be sharrp of eye, be keen, alerrt! Forr surrely moorre arround herre hide! This one will neverr cause me hurrt -- Go fight the otherrs herre beside! This one I will not be denied!
[ooc: Janell, can Zeoll act again after you post?]
Cayzle, yes, you may post your action for this new round
Brahmah, The Confused d20+9=10 d20+9=22 d4+8=10 d4=2 Monday September 9th, 2002 4:39:26 PM
Thinking he had #2 well in his sights, (I stated I was attacking #2, because it's the one that scorched him, #1 was his next target to be flanking with Flat-top) Brahmah lops the the head off #1 in a fit of rage and confusion. With a dumbfounded look on his face, he turns on #2. "NOW, that was supposed to be you! But I guess he was just practice." Hitting AC's 10 and 22, the 10 won't hit (auto miss), but AC22 will for 12 points of damage.
Sorry, my bad...us DM's make mistakes too. Both hounds are now dead. Please hold your action until I can post again, in the next 1/2hour----Janell
Ambush! (DM Janell) d6+1=3 d6+1=3 d6+1=7 d6+1=7 2d4(3+4)=7 d20+2=16 d20+2=17 Monday September 9th, 2002 5:15:36 PM
As Zeoll flies through the air toward his target, several cones of fire light up the night. It is now very obvious where the rest of the hellhounds are as they breath fire down upon the party. The hound in front of Zeoll snarls viciously.
Rhirehan and Ybirard manage to duck in time to avoid some of the flames. Ceira, Kenisha, and Zeoll also find themselves in the line of fire. Ceira takes 6hp of fire damage, Kenisha spell absorbs the first 5 points, but she takes 15 more (ouch!) and Zeoll's spell manages to protect him from all harm. If you make a Reflex save vs. 13, you take only half damage.
Thanks for your patience. The surprise round is over. You may now post your action for the next round. Good luck!----Janell
Zeoll the Lesser (still singing, inspired, blessed mage armor, endure elements) d20+5=23 d20+5=10 d4+3=7 Monday September 9th, 2002 6:10:04 PM
Zeoll's song soars above the fray. Come hounds of hell! Come dogs of death! I fearr you not! Not tooth norr brreath!
The wemic grins broadly as he lashes out again at the hound he attacked before. His tail whips back and forth, and his bullroarer whips around and around. The sound of his laughter mixes with his song. His paw sweeps out, and connects. [7 hp more damage]
The wemic also takes a step five feet to the south and west, edging around the side of the beast.
[OOC: remember folks, that you are all inspired and blessed!]
Kale d20+7=19 d6=6 Monday September 9th, 2002 7:08:56 PM
"Back to the others!!" Kale yells as he takes aim at hellhound #3 with his bow(hits ac 19 for 6 pts of damage) then he moves forward as far as he can(30 ft towards hellhound #5
Flat-top d20+19=37 d8+9=15 d8+9=13 Monday September 9th, 2002 8:54:12 PM
Flat-top is shaken when Kale yells "back to the others". Flat-top on a full gallop (he can run up to 50 feet in one round) to the group, passing between Rhireham and Ceira, then between Ybirard and Kenisha. Then strike Hellhound#3 in a passing attack.
OOC:Passing attack 37 Critical hit, for Damages of 15+13= 28 hp.
Ceil, the path you have described will not bring you near Hh#3. You may either engage Hh#6, 5, or 4.----Janell
Kenisha d20+3=16 3d4(1+3+4)+3=11 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 12:04:42 AM
(refl save= 16)
Kenisha yelps as she is hit from all sides. But she doesn't let the pain keep her from thinking on her hooves. She trots up and around (avoiding hellhound #3) and moves behind him (using her movement of 50).
Wand still in hand she aims it at #3 and hits him with all three missiles for 11 HP of damage)
(Janell- I'm sending you a picture of Kenisha's movement just so it's clear where she is)
Brahmah d20+10=28 d4+11=15 d4=1 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 2:04:25 AM
Brahmah snarls at Kale's demand, but does turn to charge the first hellhound he sees (#3).
Power Attacking at +3, hitting Ac 28, for 16 points of damage on #3. (Breakdown of damage, +3 power attack, +1 magic from weapon, +6 strength and +1 from Zeoll's inspiration, rolled 5)
Ceira d20+4=23 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 2:22:19 AM
(Reflex=23) Ceira manages to raise up her arms to block her face from the firey blasts.
Not being proficient in melee combat (nor being equipped for it), she flees 30ft north and then turns around to ready her next attack.
Leets d20+6=14 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 3:05:38 AM
"Oh no!"
Leets turns backward, hearing Zeoll's call more than guessing the hellhounds presence. Now knowing which behaviour his comrade in arms have in battle, Leets draws a javelin. As he thought, Brahmah and Flat-Top charge #3. He decides to aim at #4, to support his attacked friends.
(However, he doesn't do well, only 14 on his attack roll...)
Payback's a.....lot of fun! (DM Janell) d20+11=16 d20+9=10 d20+4=24 d20+4=8 d8=2 d20+13=17 d20+13=30 d20+13=17 d20+13=24 2d6(1+3)+5=9 2d6(5+6)+5=16 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 1:50:25 PM Ok folks, a couple of up front notes before we get started. I'm only human, so if I make a mistake, let me know, and please pardon me. Sometimes I don't know exactly where you want me to move your character. If I have to make a judgment call, I will place your character in the most advantageous place for them that I can find. For example, I went ahead and moved Leets so that he wouldn't have to worry about hitting any friendlies when he threw his javelin. Also, please remember to roll twice to determine if you have a critical. Thanks!---Janell
Hellhound #3 howls in pain and frustration after being assaulted from multiple sources, but looks like he's got a lot of fight left in him. Hellhound #4 snarls menacingly as Leet's javelin whistles by its ear. Flat-top runs to the rescue, and smashes into Hellhound #5 with a particularly nasty critical hit (Ceil, you forgot your second roll, so I rolled it for you. You got a crit!). Zeoll pounces on Hellhound #6 once again, and rakes his side with a claw. The burning grass and trees around you provide ample light for you to notice that these Hellhounds look to be in much better shape than the ones you polished off earlier.
Rhirehan and Ybirard, inspired by Zeoll's song and the bravery of the Chosen, advance upon Hellhound #4. Both liontaurs thrust at the creature with nasty looking longspears as they shield themselves with their large, spiked wooden shields. Rhirehan misses completely, and Ybi's spear clips the hounds shoulder, doing little more than angering the mutt.
Hellhound #3 lunges for one of Brahmah's legs, but only manages to snag a mouth full of grass. Hellhound #4 pounces upon Ybirard and ribs a large chunk out of the youth's unprotected flank. The beast facing off with Flat-top barely misses him, while Zeoll's opponent meets with better luck as it wheels around and sinks its fangs into Zeoll's neck (16hp damage).
Brahmah d20+9=22 d20+9=23 d4+8=10 d4=1 d4+8=11 d4=1 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 5:45:55 PM
Brahmah steps 5 feet toward Kenisha, to guard her position, and with hopes Kale will take the 'tactical' advantage and flank the beast.
He attacks #3 with his whirling blades of doom. Hitting AC's 22 and 23, for 11 and 12 points of damage respectively.
Flat-top d20+12=32 d20+10=24 d20+10=22 d8+11=19 d8+11=13 d4+6=7 d4+6=10 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 5:56:00 PM
[OOC:It was Hh#5 that I was after- Morning Star- hit 32 critical- damages are 24+22=46 - Hooves to hit 24&22 -Damages 7 & 10 (I hope)]
Sly turns and Hits Hellhound#5 with all the force his strenth can muster, "GO! back! to Hell! you devil spawn." Now Flat-top will look around to see if there are more of thise beast or if anybody need help.
Kale d20+9=22 d6+4=7 2d6(2+4)=6 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 6:24:27 PM
Kale starts to move in to help Brahmah, but seeing that Rhirehan and Ybirard are in serious trouble, Kale moves past Brahmah and flanks hellhound #4(hit ac 22 for 7 dam + 6 for sneak attack for a total of 13) "Move out!" he yells to the two wemic's "Ill cover your retreat!"
Kenisha (Bull's Str, Endure, Mage Armor, Blessed, Inspired) 3d4(1+1+2)+3=7 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 6:41:51 PM
Kenisha calls out "Ceira, Leets! Concetrate on helping Zeoll with his hellhound. I'm going to help our hosts with theirs. Flat-top, when you finish off yours, there is one behind you fighting Zeoll."
Kenisha trots 15 feet straight south and fires all three magic missiles from her wand at hellhound#4 for 7 HP (8 HP if bardic inspire works on spell damage)
Zeoll the Lesser (still singing, inspired, blessed mage armor, endure elements) d20+5=19 d20+5=17 d4+3=7 d4+3=4 Tuesday September 10th, 2002 8:13:32 PM
Zeoll twists in pain! [down to 12 of 28! Another bite like that will do it for our hero!]
He continues to circle the beast with another five foot step, hoping to set it up for flanking.
He keeps singing.
And he claws wildly at teh beast, hitting AC 19 and AC 17 for 7 and 4 hp damage.
Leets d20+11=21 d8+4=6 Wednesday September 11th, 2002 8:14:16 AM
"At your command Kenisha!"
Yells Leets as he slowly takes speed to charge Zeoll's opponent.
"It's not today you'll see a chosen fall evil creature!"
Finally shouts the centaur paladin as he strikes Hh#6 at full speed (and dealing 6 damage).
Ceira d4+1=4 d4+1=3 Wednesday September 11th, 2002 9:44:59 AM
Heeding Kenisha's command, Ceira spots the hellhound engaged with Zeoll and concentrates. She soon unleashes two Magic Missles toward Hellhound #6 (7 damage).
The Art of War (DM Janell) d20+9=24 d20+2=10 d8=1 d20+2=20 d6=1 d20+13=14 d20+13=28 d20+13=21 2d6(5+3)+5=13 2d6(3+2)+5=10 Wednesday September 11th, 2002 9:26:21 PM
Brahmah slices into the beast, his weapons leaving two sections of the hounds flanks hanging loosely off the animal. The hound howls in pain as it tries to turn itself to attack Brahmah again. Flat-top rips into Hellhound #5 like some sort of twisted piñata. His morningstar smashes into the mutts head, making a sickening crunching noise. As blood and gray matter spatter onto Flat-top's face, he knows instinctively that the beast won't be bothering anyone any more. Hating to waste an attack with his hooves, the centaur does an amazing 180 and smashes into Zeoll's foe with a vengeance (Hope you don't mind Ceil ;)).
Using his dagger, Kale plays cut the tail off the Hellhound as he backstabs the pooch. Ybirard looks insulted at the order to move out. "A warrior does not run away from a fight after only the first blow!" Both he and Rhirehan look determined to stay put, despite the wisdom of Kale's council. Kenisha takes a few moments to put herself at a tactical advantage and then weaves her magic. He missiles strike the beast in the chest, but it doesn't even turn to acknowledge that it's been wounded.
As Zeoll tries to maneuver himself away from those nasty teeth, he manages to connect with both claws. His opponent, though, strangely seems more interested in Flat-top. Taking advantage of the Hellhound's distracted state, Leets slams into his exposed side, knocking the breath out of the creature with a loud Ooof. Ceira fires off a couple of bolts of energy at the mutt, which, after the combined onslaught, is beginning to look much worse for the wear.
Perhaps in response to see his son grievously wounded, or maybe in response to Kale's command to retreat, Rhirehan growls and thrusts his spear at the hellhound. This time he connects, but like Ybi's last attack, only manages to clip the monster. Ybirard, despite his brave words, looks like he could use a little more practice with his spear, as he almost jabs Kale with his wild attack. Clearly frustrated, the youth smashes at the hound with his spiked shield and rakes its neck.
Hellhound #3 musters the courage to try to attack Brahmah again, but his battered body doesn't follow through. Sensing an easy kill, hound #4 continues to concentrate on Ybirard. It connects a second time, and this time wraps its jaws around the taur's neck and punctures a large vein. His blood flowing freely, Ybi slumps to the ground unconscious. The final remaining hound spins and clamps onto Flat-top's leg doing 10hp of damage.
In your minds, you think you hear, just for a minute or two, the sound of a bell being rung far way, and strange sounding names being called. Your hearts feel heavy as if remembering some great tragedy, but then the grief is replaced by a firm sense of resolve.
Parties initiative. Two Spot Checks and one Listen check, please.
Kale d20+5=24 d20+5=7 d20-1=13 d20+9=19 d8+4=5 Wednesday September 11th, 2002 9:53:49 PM
(spot check of 24 and 7, listen check of 13)"Get your son out of here now!" Kale yells to Rhirehan. "We may still be able to save him!" then Kale slashes at the hellhound again.(hits AC 19 for 5 pts of damage)
Flat-top(52hp) d20+8=17 d20+8=22 d20+5=18 d20+12=26 d8+11=18 Wednesday September 11th, 2002 10:19:01 PM
OOC:my two Spot Checks 17 & 22 and my Listen Check 18. Morning Star attack 26 and Damage is 18.
As that Hellhound spins and bits Flat-top lets out a "OUCH" and reacting with his morning Star, hit the Hellhound over the head. (Hopefully killing it.)
Now flat-top don't know which one of the taurs that are hurt? or listen to that little bell ringing in his head? "How baddly are you hurt Zeoll? Ybirard needs help?"
Brahmah, The Whirlwind d20=6 d20-2=12 d20+9=18 d20+9=24 d4+8=10 d4=4 d4+8=12 d4=2 Thursday September 12th, 2002 1:52:51 AM
(Spot 6, Listen 12) Brahmah snarls at the beasts attempts to bite him, and growls when he sees a fellow Taur fall, though, he doesn't know exactly who it is in the carnage.
He attacks the hound again with all he can muster.
Hitting AC 18 and 24, for 14 and 14 damage respectively.
(Brahmah is Dodging Hh#3, his AC versus #3 is 22)
Ceira d20+4=8 d20+4=21 d20+1=6 d4+1=3 d4+1=5 Thursday September 12th, 2002 2:15:44 AM
(Spots=8 and 21, Listen=6) Ceira unleashes her next flurry of Magic Missles at Hellhound#4 (8 damage).
Kenisha d20+3=6 d20+3=21 d20+2=20 Thursday September 12th, 2002 6:32:54 AM
(Spot checks= 6, 21 Listen Check = 20)
Kenisha calls out to Rhirehan as she trots north and around around Brahmah and his hellhound, "I have a potion!, pull your son out of combat!" (She will end up just north of Rhirehan)
Her second action will be to pull out her Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds from her Belt Pouch.
Seeing that Ceira has already switched targets to the on on Kale, Kenisha calls out, "Thanks Ceira, I was just about to ask you to do just that!"
Zeoll the Lesser (still singing, inspired, blessed mage armor, endure elements, down to 12 of 28 hp d20+5=24 d20+5=20 d4+3=4 d4+3=4 Thursday September 12th, 2002 10:06:45 AM
Zeoll continues to attack, and lands two more blows! 8 damage total.
[sorry this is short, as I type from the Outer Banks of NC before hitting the beach!)
But Wait, There's More..... (DM Janell) d20+13=22 2d6(3+3)+5=11 d20+13=19 2d6(2+6)+5=13 Thursday September 12th, 2002 4:20:25 PM
Determined to save his prideful escorts, Kale slashes once more at Hellhound #4's flank, carving a nasty cut on it's hind leg. This time, Rhirehan takes heed of Kale's advice, and picks up his son, and runs over to Kenisha for healing. Annoyed at the nip by Hellhound #6, Flat-top pops the mutt on the head, knocking it unconscious. From behind, Zeoll rips into the beast with his claws, and mercifully ends the creature's wretched life. Expertly wielding his weapons of death, Brahmah quickly dispatches Hellhound #3 into oblivion. Seeing no opponents nearby, Leets rests a little. Ceira's missiles rip two holes in Hellhound #4.
As Rhirehan lift up his son, Hellhound #4 makes an attack of opportunity. Concerned soley about his son's state, Rhirehan doesn't even seem to register that the hound has opened a nasty gash in his leg. Howling insanely, the hound turns and attacks Kale, inflicting 13 hp of damage.
From your differing positions on the battlefield, most of you either see (DC was 10) or hear a large group (15 or 20, it's hard to tell) of Hellhounds passing north of you. Four pairs of beady eyes break off from the main group, and begin making their way towards you. Even though he is engaged with the only remaining hellhound, Kale notices something odd about the movement of the four advancing Hellhounds. Although he can't make out what it might be, he sees motion in the grass near the hounds. It looks to him as though something is guiding the group of hellhounds toward you.
Kale, if you choose to try and pinpoint the location of the thing that is guiding the hellhounds toward you, make a Spot check DC 25. If Kale announces what he sees, all others can try and locate the movement vs DC 30.---Janell
Brahmah d20+13=25 d4+8=10 d4=4 Thursday September 12th, 2002 5:24:15 PM
"Ceira, back to the group!" Demands Brahmah.
Brahmah turns on his hoof and heads off to help Kale with #4.
Hitting AC 25, for 14 points of damage.
"Everyone regroup, four more heading in, North East!!" He yells.
Kale d20+5=21 d20+9=11 Thursday September 12th, 2002 7:05:58 PM
(spot of 21)distracted by what he notices in the grass, Kale's thrust goes wide and causes the hound no harm(hit AC 11) "There's something else out there." he yells, pointing his sword in the area he saw the movement. "Something else is hunting us!"
Flat-top d20+12=13 Thursday September 12th, 2002 7:46:19 PM
"Zeoll the hellhound is dead, let's get you over to Kenisha and get you some healing.(Flat-top gives Zeoll a bottle of Moderate healing(you'll have to role for healing,I don't remember)) As the Centaur hands Zeoll the potion, He heards Kale's warning to Ceira, something about 'getting back to the group and something hunting us'.
Flat-top will get back to the group and about 15' ahead of Kenisha's group. Stop and wait there for Brahmah and Leets to stand off the hellhounds. Thinking to himself *I hate Hellhounds, they act as if they have a milatary mind.*
Kenisha (Inspired, Blessed, Mage Armor, Bull's Str) 2d8(7+4)+3=14 Thursday September 12th, 2002 10:03:47 PM
"Leets, you and Flat-top will have to be the front line for the moment until Kale and Brahmah finish off the one their on. Ceira, by me and keep up on the magical assaults. Zeoll? Are you okay?" Kenisha calls out at to the Chosen as gives the young wemic the potion of cure moderate wounds (it heals 14 HP).
She then casts Resist Elements (fire) on Rhirehan. "I'll stay with your son, you're going to be needed to fight these new foes."
Zeoll the Lesser (still singing, inspired, blessed mage armor, endure elements, down to 12 of 28 hp) d8+2=7 Friday September 13th, 2002 7:35:14 AM
Zeoll takes the potion from Flat-top and hands it to Kenisha. If he has time, he will stop singing and drink a healing potion of his own. If he does not have time to do that, He'll keep singing.
OOC: either 12 of 28 or 19 of 28. If not singing, effects of song (inspired) last 5 more rounds.
Leets Friday September 13th, 2002 1:34:24 PM
Feeling a little bit like a locomotive (although he doesn't know what it is), Leets heads to the North East. Although he cannot charge the beasts, he trots so that he will at least be an obstacle on their way...
Ceira d20+4=9 Saturday September 14th, 2002 11:17:51 AM
Not certain of what Brahmah is referring to Ceria still heeds the concern in his voice and immediately reacts by sprinting south for 50 feet.
Pyrotechnics (DM Janell) d6+1=7 d6+1=2 d6+1=4 d6+1=5 Sunday September 15th, 2002 9:23:55 PM
Being the killing machine that he is, Brahmah observes as he slices into the hound that it will probably only take a blow or two more to kill it. Kale points out his discovery, and everyone regroups as best as possible. Flat-top and Leets move to the front to form a deadly welcoming party for the new hounds. Kenisha tends to the almost dead Ybirard, and bestows protection upon Rhirehan who, although he doesn't say anything, looks like he is worse off than Zeoll. Zeoll takes the time during the pause in the hunt to down a healing potion. Ceira, heading Brahmah's warning, heads to safer ground.
Rhirehan thanks Kenisha for her kindness, and sprints forward to take up a position near Flat-top. Ybirard is barely able to stand after Kenisha's healing, and although it clearly frustrates him not to be out with the others, he stays by her side. Looks like a small breeze could easily take him down again.
The hounds hold their ground, and greet their advancing foes with a wall of fire. Leets takes 9 hp of damage from fire, Flat-top takes 11 hp (Reflex vs. 13 and save for half). The flames wash over Rhirehan, but thanks to Kenisha's spell, he is undamaged by the assault.
Brahmah, The Machine d20+11=30 d20+11=21 d20+11=29 d20+11=16 d4+8=10 d4=1 d4+8=10 d4=3 d4+8=10 d4=2 d4+8=12 d4=1 Monday September 16th, 2002 1:06:22 AM
Now flanking with Kale, Brahmah assaults the hound yet again, this time he means to drop the beast.
"Kale, help the others, I think they just got fried!!"
Hitting AC's 30 (crit confirmed) and 29 (crit confirmed) for 24 and 25 respectively. :)
Kale d20+7=19 d6=5 Monday September 16th, 2002 8:56:06 AM
after seeing Brahman cut the hound in front of him to little pieces, Kale nods to him then moves 20 ft forward and then 10 ft to the right in order to have a clear shot at hellhound #10(hits AC 19 for 5 pts of damage) "Those that are wounded fall back." Kale says calmly as he pulls another arrow out of his quiver
Ceira Monday September 16th, 2002 9:43:33 AM
In an attempt to clear the immediate danger around Ybirard, Ceira launches her next flurry of magic missles at Hellhound #4.
If already dead, she will redirect her attack towards #9.
Zeoll the Lesser (still singing, inspired, blessed mage armor, endure elements, grease, down to 19 of 28 hp) Monday September 16th, 2002 11:47:27 AM
Zeoll steps up within range (30 feet) and casts a Grease spell in a 10 ft x 10 ft square in order to affect both hell hounds 7 and 8. The save DC is 15. The liontaur calls out as he points, "Watch out forr the Grrease overr therre!"
(note -- still inspired)
Leets d20+4=21 d20+14=34 d20+14=27 2d8(2+7)+9=18 d20+4=21 Monday September 16th, 2002 12:04:50 PM
"You'll need greater flames to stop Domi's Chosen and darken their will, FOUL BEASTS!"
Shouts Leets bursting out of the inferno unchained by the creatures (Reflex 21, taking 5 damage from 58HP, current HP 53)
"Now, it's your turn to taste Domi's holy fire through my blade!"
With the terrible momentum offered by his heavy full plate barding, the centaur paladin charges and ragingly SMITES EVIL in the name of Domi!
To hit 34 (Base +7, +2 charge, +1 bless, +1 song, +3 smite evil), converted with a 27. 18 damage with the longsword (1D8+2 base, +2 charge, +5 smite evil, x2 for critical hit.)
With Magic Missels going off in frount of him and Magic Grease in frount of him. Kale telling them to step back if hurt. If I step back abour 5' or 10'feet, just maybe those hounds will think I'm running away and all attack at the same time. That way I'll either get fried or The Hellhounds will attack me and slip and slide in the grease. "Kale! I'm pulling back about 10 feet, just to see if we will have a better chance at them. Flat-top pulls back about 10 feet and fakes it to look like he's really hurt by limping.
Kenisha (Inspired Blessed, Bull's Str, Mage Armor) 3d4(1+2+3)+3=9 Tuesday September 17th, 2002 12:19:55 AM
Softly, (so as to keep her voice from carrying too far) Kenisha tells Kale, "Try and circle round the hellhounds stealthfully and see what might be leading these hellhounds." She has her suspicions, but does not wish to voice them, especially with the injured wemic beside her. She didn't want to hurt his pride.
Aloud she will shout, "Keep at it my brave friends! We will vanquish these evil animals like we did their kin here."
Then she launches three missiles from her wand at #9 for 9HP of damage.
Happy hunting (DM Janell) d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d20=2 d20+11=30 d8=4 d20+11=24 d8=8 d20+8=27 d20+8=21d 20+13=32 d20+13=17 d20+13=16 2d2(2+1)+5=8 2d2(2+1)+5=8 Tuesday September 17th, 2002 12:25:48 PM
Brahmah easily (with your first blow!) dispatches his opponent, and makes sure with his second swing that the creature will never again walk this earth. Thinking quickly, Kale fires off an arrow which lodges itself in the hound's right foreleg. Ceira and Kenisha fire off another volley of magic missiles which light up the night, and cause the mutts to growl as the bolts smash into the beasts. Zeoll, hoping to make things tricky on the pyromaniac dogs, casts his grease spell. Leets hacks into Hellhound #7 slicing a big gash in its hackles as he calls on the name of Domi to lend assistance. Suspicion rises, and Kenisha asks Kale to scout out the area.
Both hellhounds (7 and 8) caught in Zeoll's spell manage to keep their feet. Flat-tops little ruse appears to work as Hellhound's # 8 and 9 takes special notice of the brave centaur. As Hellhound's #8 and 9 pass between Leets and Rhirehan, Rhirehan makes an attack of opportunity on Hound #9, spearing his hindquarters as he passes by. Flexing his powerful legs, Rhirehan pounces forward 5 feet and engages Hellhound #10. "You hungry? Snack on this!" Rhirehan growls as he thrusts his longspear in the dogs face.
Hellhound #7 slowly works his way out of the grease field, and attacks Leets. The mutt connects with the paladin, and causes 8 hp of damage. Hellhound #8, also slowed by the grease spell, is only able to make it to a position between Leets and Rhirehan. Hellhound #9, however, pounces on Flat-top, but only crunches on his armor. Hellhound #10 lunges at Rhirehan, and latches onto his arm.
Party's initiative.
Leets, you may make an attack of opportunity on either Hound #8 or 9.---Janell
Brahmah, The Locomotive Tuesday September 17th, 2002 2:31:20 PM
Moving onto the next hell hound, Brahmah first makes a stop between Ybirard and Kenisha position. Slipping his backpack off his shoulders and setting it down (gently, dropping is a free action), he says, "Find the box of healing potions!" And he continues on North East from his former position 30 feet, then charges #8. He charges into the flanking position with Leets.
Brahmah (forgot to attack on the charge, silly me) d20+15=22 d4+8=11 d4=3 Tuesday September 17th, 2002 2:37:12 PM
Brahmah hits #8, AC 22 for 14 points of damage.
Flat-top d20+12=30 d20+11=27 d20+11=30 d8+11=17 d4+8=11 d4+8=11 Tuesday September 17th, 2002 5:14:40 PM
It seem to be working, two hellhounds (#9) advances. "OH! NO! you want to have a Centaur sandwitch. Do You?" At the point where the #9 hell hound is to attack, Flat-top swings with his Morning star (Hit for ac30 for damage of 16hp). Then giving the hound a good up close of his new +1 shoes(hitting ac 27&30 for damage of 11&11hp). Now Flat-top will turn around and go for him again if he's still alive. "Your Going Back To Hell."
Kale Tuesday September 17th, 2002 7:04:01 PM
hearing his leader's request, Kale drops to the ground and lays there for a moment. fishing out a potion, Kale drinks it and dissapears from sight(drinks potion of invisibility) then he rises and moves foreward towards the place he saw movement in the grass
Ceira d4+1=5 d4+1=3 Wednesday September 18th, 2002 12:58:22 AM
Ceira's next barrage of magic missles will pelt Hellhound #10 for 8 damage.
Leets d20+9=25 d8+2=3 d20+9=18 d8+2=8 Wednesday September 18th, 2002 2:46:34 AM
Leets in the fury of battle and burned grass, notice #8 & #9 trying to pass to attack his fellows Taurs. Also seeing Brahmah arriving, he knows #8 is getting into serious troubles, and he violently tries to slow the beast (25 to hit, 3 damage as AoO). Now facing #7 who dares to still stand after the terrible blow, the Centaur paladin focuses on his target to finish it and be able to help his friends (18 to hit, 8 damage).
Current HP: 45 (/58)
Kenisha (Inspired Blessed, Bull's Str, Mage Armor) 3d4(3+2+2)+3=10 Wednesday September 18th, 2002 5:42:17 AM
Kenisha points her wand at hellhound #10 and hits it with three magic missiles for 10 HP.
Zeoll the Lesser (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, grease, down to 19 of 28 hp) d20+36=37 (jump) d20+7=10 (miss) d20+7=27 (crit threat) d20+7=16 (crit follow up is a miss) d4+5=6 (paw damage) Wednesday September 18th, 2002 6:07:19 AM
Zeoll runs 10 feet, then leaps 20 feet over Leets and a Hellhound (Number 8) to pounce on the Hell Hound fighting Rhirehan (Number 10).
[OOC: It's possible that Zeoll will be subject to an AoO as he leaps over HH#8. If so, note that Zeoll's charging AC is 17.]
Zeoll's pounce on Rhirehan's enemy hits once (natural 20 = crit threat! Follow up hits AC16 -- not good enough) scratching the fell beast (damage 6 hp).
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Status:
Zeoll stopped singing to drink the potion, then in the next round he cast a spell, and just now he charged back into battle. The effects of his inspirational singing will continue another two rounds.
Marilyn, remember that Zeoll cast Endure Elements on Kenisha before the battle.
Lurking in the Darkness (DM Janell) d4+5=8 d20+13=28 2d6(1+2)+5=8 d20+11=15 d20+13=14 d20+13=31 d20+13=25 d20+13=20 2d6(3+4)+5=12 2d6(5+3)+5=13 Wednesday September 18th, 2002 5:44:38 PM Zeoll, your attack was a critical, so I went ahead and rolled the extra damage for you. :) Janell
The Chosen rip into their opponents with determined ferocity (all of your attacks connected). Hellhound #9 looks like it's about to follow Flat-top's order, and Hound #10 looks a little worse for the wear, but the two remaining pooches look like they still have a lot of fight left in them.
Kale disappears from view, and snakes around in the grass, looking for the source of their troubles. He sees no further movement in the area, and scouts around to see if he spots anything suspicious. Kale, make a spot check DC 25, and a Listen check DC 20.---Janell
Hellhound #8 watches Zeoll leap over him, and takes a nibble as Zeoll flies by, doing 8 hp of damage. Rhirehan jabs at Hellhound #10, but in unable to connect.
Hellhound #7 snarls and growls at Leets, but can't find a good opening, and his attack misses enormously. Hound #8 finds that Brahmah has moved in between him and Flat-top he growls angrily, and yanks a large chunk of flesh from Brahmah's side (12 hp). Seeing that Flat-top is not the easy lunch that he thought, Hellhound #9 backs off, and heads away from the party. Hellhound #10 lashes out at the closest thing he can find, Rhirehan, and tears into the brave liontaur for 13 hp of damage.
Spot and Listen checks please.---Janell
Kale d20+5=21 d20+5=20 d20+8=20 Wednesday September 18th, 2002 6:33:15 PM
(spot check of 21, listen of 20)pausing a moment to get his bearings, Kale hears something and begins to move silently in that direction
Flat-top d20+14=32 d8+13=19 d8+13=21 Wednesday September 18th, 2002 7:12:45 PM
Since the hell hound is turning tail. Flat-top is Determent to stop the monster from the Breath of Fire of his, the Centaur yell at it "why You Son of a She Devil, afraid of a little Morning Star?"
Flat-top charges Hellhound #9, hitting him (ac32 Critical hit) Damaging him [for 40 hp).
Flat-top will try to stop and look for another playmate to strike with his Morning Star that Domi gave him.
Kenisha continues to hammer away at hellhound #10 with magic missiles from her wand; for 14 HP.
To Ybirard she says, "Get out some of those healing potions from Brahamah's pack and be ready to give them to whomever needs it. That includes yourself."
Brahmah, at it again d20+11=27 d20+11=16 d4+8=11 d4=2 d4+8=11 d4=1 Thursday September 19th, 2002 2:04:36 AM
Brahmah howls when he's chomped on, but as always, he continues his devastating assault.
Flanking with Zeoll, Brahmah takes full advantage of the opportunity. Attacking #8 again, hitting AC's 27 amd 16, for 13 and 12 damage respectively.
"I have my own teeth to bite with HOUND!" Brahmah hisses out in pain at the hell beasty.
Ceira d20+4=5 d20+1=8 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 Thursday September 19th, 2002 10:28:29 AM
(OOC: Spot=5, Listen=8) Seeing Hellhound #9 back away Ceira yells, "Oh no you don't!" and unleashes her last array of Magic Missles at the beast for 4 damage. She is intently focusing on her target and is oblivious to her surroundings.
Zeoll the Lesser (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, grease, down to 11 of 28 hp) d20+7=12 d20+7=20 (two claw attacks) d4+3=6 (one claw damage) Thursday September 19th, 2002 11:35:30 AM
"YOUCH!" Zeoll yells as the hellhound bites him. He lands on one hellhound with a solid blow (thanks for the critical, Janell!). And in the next round, seeing that he and Brahmah now flank Hellhound 8, Zeoll the Lesser turns and claws at that one. He lands one blow for 6 hp damage.
Then, since he himself will be flanked if he stays put, Zeoll takes a five-foot step towards Brahmah.
As he does so, Zeoll the Lesser resumes his bardic song, hoping to keep everybody inspired about the fight.
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Status:
Since Zeoll is singing again, he resets the clock on the inspiration. He has used two of three bardic songs today.
Leets d20+9=21 d8+2=6 Thursday September 19th, 2002 4:14:59 PM
"You still want to bite a chosen?!?"
Says Leets struggling with his hellhound.
"Just try once more after this, burning evil!"
(attack 21, 6 damage)
What's that I Hear? (DM Janell) d4+1=4 d4+1=5 d20+11=16 d8=8 d20+13=17 d20+13=26 2d6(6+4)+5=15 Thursday September 19th, 2002 11:49:25 PM
Flat-top smashes in the skull of Hellhound #9, preventing escape and dispatching it to the afterlife. Ceira, seeing that Flat-top has already taken care of Hound #9, focuses her attention on Hound #8 instead. Brahmah and Zeoll gang up on the beast (Hellhound #8). It howls in pain as Brahmah once again carves into its flesh while Zeoll rakes its back with his powerful claws. Hellhound #10 yelps when Kenisha's magic missiles slam into its body. Meanwhile, Hound #7 looks snarls when Leets sword slices the tip off his ear.
Kale's keen ears pick up sound from the Southwest, and he moves toward the direction of the sound. With all the sounds of battle around him, it's hard to identify the source, let alone the precise location. Kale, please make spot and listen checks please.
Ybi picks up Brahmah's pack, fishes out one of the potions and downs it (you want to help me out with what type of potions they are?). Then he trots toward his father and hands him a potion.
Rhirehan turns at the sound of his son's voice. He quickly gulps down the contents, never taking his eyes off of the mutt in front of him. Strengthened by the potion, Rhirehan attacks his opponent with renewed vigor. His spear pierces through the mutts skull, and the pouch collapses lifelessly to the ground.
Hellhound #7 growls and launches himself once again toward Leets, but again, only connects with his armor. Hound #8, however, meets with better luck against Brahmah. It's massive jaws rip at Brahmah's neck, inflicting 15hp of damage.
Spot and Listen checks from those that care to.---Janell
BTW, Bless is still in effect!---Janell
Ceira d20+3=13 d20+1=11 Friday September 20th, 2002 1:20:36 AM
(OOC: Spot=13, Listen=11) After being drained of offensive magic, Ceira arms herself with her crossbow and begins joining back with the group. (OOC: Walk normal speed NE direction)
Leets d20+3=4 d20+3=14 d20+8=9 Friday September 20th, 2002 1:55:02 AM
(Spot is a botch...1+3. 14 to listen check)
Feeling that something is happening around when he see his friends manoeuvring, Leets tries to locate the reason of those moves. This seems to draw his attention, and he both fails at finding something in the middle of the battle and to hit Hh #7 (who is pretty tough!).
(1+8...to hit, fumble too!)
Brahmah (15 left of 49 points) d20+11=23 d20+11=21 d4+8=11 d4=4 d4+8=9 d4=3 Friday September 20th, 2002 2:06:02 AM
OOC: THE POTIONS ARE CURE LIGHT WOUNDS.
Brahmah reals at the beasts blow. Severely wounded, Brahmah's first instinct is to grab the wound where it's bleeding, however, that same instinct tells him to keep fighting. Brahmah does just that. (OOC: Another blow like that might finish our intrepid hero. ;) )
Brahmah attacks #8 with a roar that the Gods, including Domi himslef, might even hear. Hitting AC's 23 and 21 for 15 and 12 damage, respectively.
"Hell beast, you've met your match!!"
Kale d20+5=19 d20+5=23 d20+8=20 Friday September 20th, 2002 6:16:44 AM
(spot check of 19 listen of 23)moving as quietly as he can(move silently check of 20), Kale continues to move towards the noise he heard.
Kenisha (Inspired Blessed, Bull's Str, Mage Armor) Friday September 20th, 2002 7:19:05 AM
Seeing that Brahmah has been hit again, Kenisha fishes out 2 potions from his pack and trots up to his left side (ie away from the hellhound) and hands them to him.
"Even the bravest of the brave know when it is time to heal, my friend." she tell him. "Back off until you've taken your restoratives, I'll guard your flank while you do."
(ooc- I'll be gone gone for the weekend until sometime late sunday, in case there is still another turn before then, consider Kenisha on the defensive if Brahmah does move back and she does move in to take his place. If not she'll fire her wand at #8)
Zeoll the Lesser (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, grease, down to 11 of 28 hp) d20+7=14 d20+7=27 d20+7=18 2d4(1+2)+6=9 d20+2=20 Friday September 20th, 2002 10:38:42 AM
Zeoll continues to attack the one he and Brahmah are fighting.
He hits once and criticals on the second swipe! nine hp damage!
Since the bard is still singing, he does not hear anything (foregoing the Listen check). His spot check, however, suggests that he sees something!
Flat-top d20+5=23 d20+8=25 Friday September 20th, 2002 3:29:10 PM
Flat-top after his battle, will go to regroup. Looking around and a slow gate, approaches Brahmah, Kanisha, Leets, Rhirehan and his son. Flat-top look around and seeing that Ceira is approaches this group, he ask everybody "Has anybody seem Kale?". Now looking for signs of Kale.
OOC: Spot 23 - Listens 25
The Chosen Hunt
Gorilla tactics (DM Janell) d20+13=30 d20+13=14 d20+13=24 d20+13=25 d20+13=28 2d6(1+6)+5=12 d20+13=16 d8=7 d20+6=9 d8+1=8 d8+1=8 d20+11=22 d4+3=5 2d6(5+3)=8 d20+13=32 d20+6=25 d20+6=12 2d6(3+5)+2=10 2d6(4+3)+2=9 d20+10=14 d20+5=7 d20+8=24 d8+1=5 d20+13=26 d12+7=18 Friday September 20th, 2002 6:21:43 PM
Ceira moves back toward the safety of the main body of the party. Leets thinks that he hears something, but then realizes that it's just the heavy panting of the Hellhound in front of him. Brahmah quickly dispatches Hellhound #8 to oblivion, and is met by Kenisha who offers him a potion. Zeoll, seeing that Brahmah has already killed Hound #8 switches targets as he sings his inspiring tune. His claws rip into Hellhound #7 with the sickening sound of ripping flesh. Out of the corner of his eye, Zeoll thinks that he spots some movement in the grass behind Brahmah. Zeoll shouts out a warning to his comrade.
As he is sneaking around in the grasses, Kale hears a very familiar sound.....the light tinkling of chainmail. Jerking his head in the direction of the sound, Kale spots movement in the grass just 10 feet in front of him. The movement is heading toward Flat-top. As he takes a look around, Flat-top also hears the noise, and sees something moving in the grass headed straight for him.
Sensing the eminent victory, Rhirehand and Ybirard surround Hellhound #7. Using his flanking advantage, Rhirehan's blow connects with the mutts hindquarters. Ybirard on the other hand, manages to miss once again.
The Chosen's sense of victory, however, is cut short. As Kenisha extends a potion to Brahmah, a blinding pain racks her swollen belly. Turning, Kenisha is stunned to find a dagger sticking in her side (13 hp). Even more surprising is the form of the lean Liontaur behind her who is thrusting his dagger in her side. At the same time, Ceira (5 hp), Brahmah (18 hp), and Flat-top (19 hp) also encounter the searing pain of metal entering their bodies. They also find themselves confronted by Liontaurs who appear out of nowhere (thanks to Zeoll's, Kale's, and Flat-top's keen senses, the party is not caught flat footed). Ceira's opponent looks solemnly at the centaur from between the now bloodied blades of his greatsword and longsword. Flat-top finds a rather bulky looking liontaur wielding a greatsword with engravings that are now covered with his own blood. The last thing that flashes before Brahmah's face before he passes into unconsciousness is the mangy hair and crooked teeth of a liontaur brandishing a gigantic axe.
Flat-top d20+12=25 d20+12=18 d20+12=23 d8+11=16 d4+12=13 d4+12=15 Friday September 20th, 2002 8:30:47 PM
"Ugh!" cries Flat-top as he is stricken, Look into the eyes of the Weimic that swing that sword, "Well if it isn't the coward of the road. They want to play. All right then take this!" Flat-top will swing with his weapon and try to get the coward with his hooves.
Flat-top hit with Morning Star (AC25) for 18hp of damage, and then he hit the Weinic with his hooves (with the +1 Hoof Knuckles) AC 18 & AC 16 for damages of 13hp & 15hp.
Flat-top holds his side, trying to stop the bleeding. Under his breath "Back Stabbing the females, how low can you coward sink?"
Brahmah, down and out (-4) d100=88 Saturday September 21st, 2002 12:43:33 AM
As Brahmah turns happily to Kenisha to retrieve a potion from her, he sheathes one Falchion, then stags the potion with the other hand. Just as he's doing so, he collapses to his knees just to see the smug liontaur on top of him. Before he goes unconscious, he hisses out an aggonizing sound of; "DiisssHonorable maaangyy kittteenn......" Then is silent. Falling in a puddle of his own blood.
Haziness fills the great warriors dreams. He's back celebrating victory, drinking with the Chosen and the Sandifurs, when, suddenly, protruding from his chest is a greataxe. The scene repeats itself, over and over and over.... his nightmares continue.....He's in his grave, he's very still, bugs and worms feed.... he's helpless.....
OOC: Didn't stabblize. He bleeds.
Kale d20+11=25 d8+4=11 2d6(6+4)=10 Saturday September 21st, 2002 2:35:19 AM
cursing himself for not spoting the wemics, Kale grips his longsword and charges the one on Flat-Top(#4, i think), stabbing the liontaur in the back(hits AC 25 for 11 pts of damage plus 10 for sneak attack for a total of 21 pts) as his invisibility dissapears, Kale simplys says "Your dead."
Leets Saturday September 21st, 2002 3:03:12 AM
"Oh no! Brahmah!"
Quickly seeing that Hh #7 is really busy with three opponents, Leets decides to help his friend Brahmah who fell just behind him. Calling for the holy power of Domi to bring back his powerful fallen ally, he used his lay on hands to cure 15HP, and now prepares for facing those new opponents.
Zeoll the Lesser (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, down to 11 of 28 hp) d20+7=19 d20+7=26 (two hits! woo hoo!) d4+3=4 d4+3=7 (damage) Saturday September 21st, 2002 7:46:33 AM
Zeoll keeps singing: Go, Good Leets, and help the rest! Three now here will kill this pest! Put those traitors to the test!
Zeoll the Lesser continues to fight the hound he is flanking. He rips into the hound with both paws, inflicting 11 hp damage.
Kenisha (Mage Armor - AC 22; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) d20+5=25 d20+5=14 d20+5=15 d4+2=3 d4+2=6 d4+2=4 Monday September 23rd, 2002 12:00:42 AM
Kenisha screams in terror and pain as the dagger sinks in to her vulnerable side. "By Tomi, NO!!!!!"
She reacts instinctively and strikes out at the liontaur that strike her with both back hooves (I'm assuming they would be the right set of hooves given her position.)
(Natural 20 on one hoof (with a 15 for the second roll to confirma crit or not), 14 on the other hoof. Damage is 3 and 6 (and another 4 if it is a critical))
Righteous Indignation (DM Janell) d20+11=30 d8=8 d20+6=20 d8=5 d20+13=32 d20+6=24 d20+13=15 2d6(1+6)+2=9 2d6(6+2)+2=10 d20+10=18 d20+8=27 d20+5=11 d20+8=18 2d6(1+2)+1=4 2d8(2+8)+2=12 d20+13=21 d12+6=11 d20+5=7 d20+2=20 d4+1=5 d20+7=16 Monday September 23rd, 2002 10:30:06 PM
Caught off guard by the attack, the Chosen respond with different tactics. Flat-top and Kale focus on the bulky Liontaur #2. Flat-top manages to connect with his morningstar, but his other two blows are deflected of the warriors chain mail. Deciding to turn the tables, Kale viciously slices through the strong hindquarter muscles in that nice unprotected spot between the chain mail. The liontaur growls gutturally, and turns to sneer at Kale. In very thickly accented Taur he says "The one who puts on his arrmorr should not brrag. It's the one who lives to take it off who has the rright to brrag!"
Seeing Brahmah in mortal danger, Leets rushes to his side and smiles as the gentle healing flows from his body into Brahmah's broken form. The fog clears from Brahmah's mind, and he finds himself back in fighting condition, although still a little weak.
On the other end of the battlefield, Zeoll continues to hack away at the last remaining Hellhound. Once again, he tears into the mutt, which doesn't look like it can hold out much longer, as he continues to inspire the party with song.
Kenisha instinctually manages to land a blow with her first hoof, but her awkward center of balance makes her second kick ineffectual. The lean liontaur that faces her spits in her face when she calls on the name of Tomi. In Wemic he says "The infidel dares to speak the name of the blessed one. She will suffer greatly for her crime."
This time both Rhirehan and Ybi manage to land their blows. The beast staggers from Rhirehan's blow, and breaths its last as Ybirard's spear pierces its rib cage. The boy looks down at the dead hound with triumph.
Liontaur #1 takes a step away from Kenisha and Ceira and begins chanting and tracing symbols in the air. Kenisha attempts to make an attack of opportunity against him, but to no avail. Ceira's attack, however, meets with better results. Lashing out with a claw, she scratches the wemic leaving bloody claw marks. The chanting stops abruptly, and the wemic's face fills with rage. Kenisha and Ceira, I rolled your attacks of opportunity in order to keep things rolling
Liontaur #2 continues to press his attack against Flat-top. His greatsword slices down and barely misses the main artery in his neck (doing 9 hp of damage...rolled a crit threat, but not a crit!). He has better luck with his backswing however, and slices cleanly through the vein (10 hp). Flat-top crumples to the ground as his life blood squirts from his neck.
The solemn looking taur (Liontaur #3) continues its focus on Ceira. The moonlight glinting wickedly on his swords, the warrior brings them down in an elegant arch toward Ceira. The first blow from his greatsword barely manages to draw blood, and does a measly 4 hp of damage. Frustrated, the liontaur's backswing swipe misses her entirely. Drawing his breath, and focusing, the liontaur thrusts his longsword into Ceira's chest, slicing through several important arteries (critical for 12 hp of damage). Blood gushes from the wound as Ceira's dying body slumps to the ground.
The stange looking liontaur with matted hair and very crooked teeth (Liontaur #4) growls in frustration at Leets act of healing kindness. Once again he turns on Brahmah. He raises his arms which are covered in tattoos, and brings the huge axe smashing down on the stout fighter (11hp of damage).
Good luck Chosen! Just to check with your records. I show Ceira at --3, and Flat-top at --8. Brahmah, I calculate your hp at 12 after the healing, and then 1 after the attack...consider this you hp value. :)---Janell
Brahmah, The Underestimated (1of 49) d20=20 d20=2 d4+8=12 d4=3 d4=2 Tuesday September 24th, 2002 12:49:05 AM
Not having fully come around from being unconscious, the blow from the tatooed freak wakes him. With a sudden adrenaline rush, Brahmah stands straight up with a roar and brings his Falchion up between the liontaur #4's front quarters. "Forrrrrr Dooomiii!!!" The bloody warrior roars as he rips into the liontaur (#4) for 28 points of DAMAGE (15 roll +13 power attack=28) from his single attack. (Hitting a natural 20 using Power Attack *+13*, not a crit) "You've bit off more than you can chew KITTEN!" (Brahmah's AC on #4 is 22)
OOC:Disregard the d4=2 roll, I hit the mouse twice. Sorry)
Kale d20+9=27 d8+4=9 Tuesday September 24th, 2002 2:16:11 AM
"Im not bragging." Kale says quietly. knowing that the best thing he can do for his fallen friends is to kill the wemic's quickly, Kale slashes at #4 again(hits ac 27 for 9 pts of damage)
Leets d20+11=25 d8+5=13 d20+8=9 d20+8=22 d4+3=6 Tuesday September 24th, 2002 4:06:39 AM
"You blind fanatics! How do you dare to speak such words to the leader of the Chosen! How do you dare to stab that cowardly! Those are not Domi's way, and you all failed him!"
Yelling such words to the liontaurs, Leets heads in the direction of Ceira at full speed to stand by her side, charging Lt #3. Since the opponents are striking to kill, Leets fiercely uses both his sword and hooves to neutralize his opponent.
(First roll, charging with the longsword 25, 13 damage, second roll for hooves 9, probably misses, third roll for hooves too, 22, 6 damage - corrected thanks to Cayzle note...)
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Zeoll the Lesser (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, down to 11 of 28 hp) Tuesday September 24th, 2002 6:41:33 AM
Zeoll takes a five foot step forward, drags Flat-top out of battle, and feeds him a goodberry (heals the centaur one point and stabilizes him). Then Zeoll moves to Flank the one Kale is fighting. But since his action was to feed Flat-top the berry, the wemic druid/bard cannot attack this round.
Zeoll the Lesser is still singing. (remember everybody -- +1 damage and attacks. Leets and Kale, did you add in the bonus damage?)
Kenisha (Mage Armor - AC 22; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) Tuesday September 24th, 2002 7:25:34 AM
Maddened by the location of the wound, Kenisha spits out a venomous, "They seak to assassinate Kalon's unborn child! Kill them!"
She does however have enough presense of mind to take a five foot step west (so that she's just north of Ceira) and pull out her last potion of cure moderate wounds and gets ready to give it to Ceira.
She shouts, "Flank Right, Rhirehan and Ybi. And beware everyone, the coward that stabbed me is a caster of some sort."
Flat-top (-7) Tuesday September 24th, 2002 9:19:45 AM
Flat-top see the battle in slow motion, but never felt the pain of the death strike of the blade. The Wold start to go dark as Flat-top clutches his blessed Morning Star. "Thank-you Domi for giving ma a fighter death..." Flat-top slips into darkness and fall to the ground.
OOC: I calculated as being at -9, BUT the DM is always right so I'll take the -8 and Zeoll's Goodberry taking him up to a stabilized -7.
Ceira (-3 of 21) Tuesday September 24th, 2002 11:56:08 AM
Ceira's limp body gives an involuntary twitch of pain and is motionless again. Another gush of blood spurts from her mouth and trickles down her check as she dreams of the long forgotten peaceful days of her village in Wemic Isle.
(OOC: Kenisha gets ready but hasn't actually given the potion yet right? Geez, I never thought we'd take this bad of a beating. I'll remember to stock up on healing potions if Ceira manages to walk out of this with her head intact.)
A Turn of the Tables (DM Janell) 2d8(2+3)+1=6 d20+6=17 d20+13=21 d8=6 d100=82 d20+11=28 d4+3=6 d20+13=17 d20+6=10 d20+10=15 d20+5=6 d20+8=27 d20+8=20 d8+1=5 d20+13=20 Tuesday September 24th, 2002 4:13:16 PM
Awakened by the painful blow from the axe wielder (Liontaur #3), Brahmah strikes back vengefully, and hacks into the wemic...though it doesn't look very wounded. Kale also connects with his foe (Liontaur #2...unless you changed targets). Despite his brave words, the chain mail clad warrior is beginning to look a little worse for the wear. Leets charges in and slices into the solemn looking wemic with the blow from his sword, although the blows from his hooves bounce of the figure's tough (perhaps too tough?) leather armor.
Meanwhile, Zeoll and Kenisha tend to the fallen. Since Flat-top is unconscious, Zeoll crushes the goodberry and poors the juice down his throat, stabilizing him. Satisfied that the warrior is safe for now, Zeoll heads off to rejoin the battle. Kenisha likewise pours her potion down Ceira's throat (since Kenisha didn't have to move, she is able to remove the potion from her pack and aid Ceira). Ceira regains conciousness, and feels weak, but capable of helping in the fight (Cured 6 hp...so 6-3=3).
Rhirehan and Ybirard move quickly to obey Kenisha's orders. Ybi strikes first, and his blows seem to bounce off of something in front of the lean Liontaur. Rhirehan moves from the other direction and flanks the figure. His longspear pierces the wemic's hindquarters.
Liontaur #1 looks highly annoyed at Rhirehan's attack. "I might have known it would be you Rhirehan....the infidels couldn't find a more weak and useless ally!" He completely ignores Ybirard and turns to strike at Rhirehan. His dagger weaves and bobs, and then slices a gash across Rhirehan's face. "No worry though." Says the hostile wemic "We shall soon rid the Wold of you and these infidels!"
The wemic in chainmail (Liontaur #2) remains unaware of Zeoll's actions as he turns his focus on Kale. Slipping in a puddle of Flat-top's blood, both of his swings go wide, and Kale is left untouched.
Liontaur #3 turns to meet Leets charge, but looks unimpressed by his dialogue. For a few seconds, the assassin almost looks remorseful as he aims his blows at the centaur. Both of the blows from his greatsword clang noisily off of Leets' armor, but his shortsword dishes out a glancing blow (5 hp).
The odd looking tattooed freak (Liontaur #4) licks its lips as he swings his large axe at Brahmah once more. A paw catches on one of the low lying roots, and the wemic stagers as his swing veers wildly off target.
Zeoll the Lesser Delays (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, down to 11 of 28 hp) Tuesday September 24th, 2002 4:47:36 PM
Zeoll maintains his position opposite Kale flanking the enemy liontaur. He will delay his action until after Kale strikes. While he delays, Zeoll continues to threaten the square in which the enemy stands, so that Kale will gain his sneak attack damage if he hits.
After Kale acts, I'll post again with Zeoll's action.
Janell, could you give us a rough sense of each of the enemies again, their identifying marks, and if they've been wounded yet? That would be a help. Thanks!
Of course, the bard is still singing. (Keep those plusses in mind, friends!)
Sure enough.... Liontaur#1-Lean, mean, and plays with a dagger....seems to be a spellcaster of some sort. Doesn't look very wounded.
Liontaur#2-Chainmail clad warrior with an engraved greatsword. Looks like he's been chewed on quite a bit.
Liontaur#3-Solemn expression, wearing leather armor, and carrying around a greatsword and a longsword. Doesn't look very wounded.
Liontaur#4-Motly looking wemic with matted hair, very crooked teeth, and tattoos all over his arms. Weilds that wicked huge axe. Doesn't look very wounded.
Hope this helps!---Janell
Brahmah Tuesday September 24th, 2002 6:27:51 PM
OOC: Is there a map for round 13 Janell?
As for Brahmah, this poor Chosen has actually had enough of this combat, believe it or not. Brahmah falls back (but ISN'T retreating) NORTH EAST 30ft (between Flat-tops body and Zeoll) in TOTAL DEFENSIVE mode to regain his sense (raises AC +4). The warrior merely wishes to re-access his situation. He thinks to himself. 'Where are my potions? Who's still up? Who looks dead? How's Kenisha, Kalon will never forgive if..... Oh! there's my potion of CURE MODERATE (2d8+3 JANELL??)! Right in my breast pocket.'
(OOC:His AC is 26 versus #4 and 25 versus all others. All he is doing is moving and defending himself page 127 phb)
Flat-top [-7] Tuesday September 24th, 2002 6:49:06 PM
Flat-top lies on his side unconscious but stable
Kale d20+9=26 d8+6=13 2d6(2+1)=3 Tuesday September 24th, 2002 7:56:06 PM
(since the wemic attacked me im not flanking him, so i dont think i get my snead attack bonus, but ill roll it just in case)."We may fall, but ill make sure your not around to see it." Kale says to the wemic as his longsword yet again finds a soft spot in his armour(hits ac 2 for 13 pts of damage. plus 3 if i get my sneak attack)
Agreed. Zeoll is in a flanking position, Kale is not, so no sneak attack. :(---Janell
Kenisha (Mage Armor, Shield - AC 29; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) Tuesday September 24th, 2002 10:20:17 PM
Kenisha smiles as she sees the potion working on Ceira. "There are more potions in my pack, take one please dear friend."
(if she is outside any of the attacker's reach, if not she takes a five foot step away before doing the following) She herself reaches into a side area and pulls out a scroll and casts the spell on it. (Shield which she faces towards LT4 & LT1)
"Two can play at that game, you murderer of innocence!" she growls at the lean liontaur as the spell takes effect.
Zeoll the Lesser (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, down to 25 of 28 hp) 3d8(4+4+1)+5=14 Tuesday September 24th, 2002 10:31:04 PM
Zeoll stops singing and backs off about 25 feet -- preparing for a leaping charge back into battle next round. Then he drinks a potion of Cure Serious Wounds.
(The bardic inspiration bonuses will continue for 5 rounds. This is the first of 5.)
The magic brings Zeoll the Lesser back into fighting trim (25 of 28 hp).
Leets (Evderybody's still blessed, +1 to attack) d20+4=16 d20+8=19 d8+2=8 d20+7=16 d4+2=4 d20+7=18 d4+2=3 Wednesday September 25th, 2002 3:46:42 AM
"I begin to be seriously annoyed by your unholy presence, traitors to the Liontaur people! You'd better give up while you are able, because we are there by Domi's will, and none can stand in our way with impunity!"
Says Leets with anger as the solemn looking Liontaur still stand. Also conscious that many among his friends begin to be seriously wounded, he wants to get rid of this opponent as quickly as possible...
(First roll is an Intimidation roll, 16, second is for longsword, 19, 8 damage, third for hooves 16, damage 4, fourth for hooves too, damage 3.
The Wheel Spins Full Circle (DM Janell) 2d8(6+1)+3=10 d20+13=20 d20+11=17 d20+8=16 d20+11=23 d20+6=11 2d8(2+3)+3=8 d20+10=17 d20+5=17 d20+8=25 d8+1=5 d2=2 d20+8=22 d12+16=17 Wednesday September 25th, 2002 9:48:09 PM
Brahmah takes a little time to reassess the battle and to heal up a little. As he steps away from the battlefield, the axe wielding wemic (Liontaur #4) takes a swipe at him, but misses once again. Slurping down the potion, Brahmah begins to feel much stronger (10 hp restored...you may use a hero point to reroll if you wish). As he surveys the situation, he sees that everyone but Flat-top is at least conscious. Flat-top looks to be stable and in no present danger....though, if he were healed, he would be very helpful in the battle (hint, hint). He also notices that his backpack, which contains the rest of his potions lies on the ground nearby Kenisha.
Kale slices into Liontaur #2 with his dagger, and the wemic almost goes down to his knees. Meanwhile, Kenisha moves out of the range of Liontaur #4, and casts her spell. Ceira rises to her feet, but is dazed as she searches in Kenisha's pack for another healing potion.
In the meantime, Leets tries to bully Liontaur #3 into submission. The wemic does not seem frightened of the paladin's monologue, and deftly avoids all three of his blows. "Domi's true servants have no fear of death. We will do what we must to ensure that Domi's will is done. We know what we are, and we know what we must do."
Rhirehan roars in anger at Liontaur #1's words "Geaseth, I might have know it would be you. You traitor, you will die on the battlefield today for this injustice!" Rhirehan thrusts his longspear in a well-placed attack, but the spear seems to bounce off some type of field in front of Geaseth. Ybirard, caught off guard by his father's discovery of the assassin's identity, fails to connect with the opponent he is now flanking.
Geaseth (Liontaur #1) sneers at Rhirehan, "Yes, you weakling, it is I. But, know, playtime is over. It is time to end this little game." The lean wemic backs away from Rhirehan and moves into a flanking position with Kale. Both Rhirehan and Ybirard's attacks of opportunity fail to connect with Geaseth, and he casts a spell.
The wemic in chainmail (Liontaur #2) rears back in surprise at Kales' ferocious attack. Reaching back into his backpack, the liontaur pulls out a potion and quickly drains the contents. Some of the wounds that Kale just inflicted begin to close.
The solemn looking wemic (Liontaur #3) nods his head at Geaseth's mention of finishing the game. Once again he brings his swords down in a reign of blows, and once again he only manages to connect with the shortsword (5 hp).
The motley wemic (Liontaur #4) becomes enraged that Brahmah has eluded him, and begins to scream a blood curdling war cry. Spotting Kale, the liontaur moves over to engage, and smashes his axe into his side, opening a large, bleeding gash (17 hp...sheesh, what's up with all the low rolls?!).
Zeoll the Lesser (inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, down to 25 of 28 hp) d20+9=16 d20+9=29 d20+9=23 d4+5=7 d4+5=7 d4+5=8 Thursday September 26th, 2002 12:42:44 AM
Zeoll the Lesser charges back into battle, leaping onto Liontaur #2!
If he hits AC 16, he inflicts 7 hp damage. With the other claw he criticals! He slashes the liontaur traitor for 15 hp damage!
Leets d20+8=22 d8+2=6 d20+7=25 d4+2=4 d20+7=10 d4+2=6 d20+5=6 d20+5=16 Thursday September 26th, 2002 1:58:49 AM
While they fight, Leets and the solemn looking Liontaur still talk, or yells, to each other with voices full of religious wrath.
"The One who truly serves Domi should fear worst things than death! You came invisible to us and stroke in our backs! There is no bravery in your acts, and Domi would never have asked his worshipers do do such a coward thing! Whoever you are serving, it is not Domi, and the righteousness of my blows will convince you if my words don't!"
First roll 22 to hit with longsword, 6 damage, 25 to hot with hoof, 4 damage, 10 to hit with hoof (miss), and finally a diplomacy roll, which is first a critical failure with 1(+5), rerolled with 1 hero point, 16.
HP: 35 (/58)
Ceira Thursday September 26th, 2002 2:57:47 AM
Not being very effective in melee combat, Ceira immediately retreats to the space between Kenisha and Brahmah's backpack.
Upon regaining her senses she thanks Kenisha for the potion, "I owe you one. Now let's see if we can rescue a few more." Ceira leans in close to whisper to Kenisha, "I would like to take all of your remaining potions. I will follow up with an Invisibility spell so I can walk around healing our warriors without detection. What do you think?"
(OOC: If yes, she'll dig around Kenisha's backpack. I'm not sure how this all equates to a move equivalent action though. If there are some partial actions leftover, I'll have Ceira dig around Brahmah's backpack to pick up any extra healing potions. I'll pay you back. ^_^)
Brahmah weighs his options d20+10=27 d4+8=11 d4=2 Thursday September 26th, 2002 4:49:20 AM
OOC: Ceira, healing others is a LOVELY idea. :)
IC: Brahmah, seeing that the battle has shifted, he looks to a different tactic than the standard attack. He focuses his gaze on the tattooed liontaurs (#4) greataxe and charges to SUNDER (using SUNDER feat)the haft of the axe. He's charging into FLANKING position as well (+2 charge, +2 flank) with Kale. Brahmah shifts his DODGE from #4 to #2 to raise his AC versus #2 to 20 (against an attack of opportunity he expects from #2), AC 19 versus anyone else for this round. (Attack breakdown, +11 Falchion, +1 Bless, +1 Inspired, +2 charge and +2 Flanking= +17 -7 from power attack= +10) Brahmah hits AC 27 (opposed attack rolls or Brahmah successfully strikes the haft), doing 20 points of damage (13 rolled +7 POWER ATTACK =20) to the haft (5 hardness, 10 hit points) of his great axe, sending splinters of wood flying.
(If the axe breaks) "Ooooh! Did I break your concentration?! AND your LITTLE toy?!!" As the cocky minoTaur taunts the tattooed liontaur traitor.
Wow, Jay, way to think outside of the box! 200 xp for this ingenious, creative tactic!---Janell
Brahmah (addendum) Thursday September 26th, 2002 4:51:21 AM
Brahmah as part of his movement draws his other Falchion as he charges.
Kenisha (Mage Armor, Shield - AC 29; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) 3d4(4+4+3)+3=14 Thursday September 26th, 2002 7:04:55 AM
Kenisha nods to Ceira, "There are 4 cure lights left in my pack."
She drops her pack to the ground and with wand in hand, charges between the two sides of the fight (doing a friendly move through Rhirehan's square) and loops back north and west so that she's now to the east of Geaseth and providing Ybirard flanking.
(Shield is to her front half which is facing Geaseth)
She points her wand at liontaur#1 (Geaseth) and hits him with 14 HP from all three missiles
Flat-top Thursday September 26th, 2002 8:11:09 AM
Still in the darkness of his coma, Flat-top lies there very still.
Kale 2d8(7+6)+5=18 Thursday September 26th, 2002 8:56:19 AM
reeling from the mad wemics blow, Kale fishes out a potion from his belt and downs it in one gulep(potion of cure moderate wounds for 18 pts) then he grips his longsword(i guess it looks like a dagger in his hands) tightly, knowing that the fight is about to end, one way or another.
Ummm...whoopsee...I must have been thinking of a different rogue! A thousand appologies.---Janell
Ceira Friday September 27th, 2002 1:34:11 AM
(OOC: No combat map or did I not receive one?)
Ceira pockets Kenisha's potions and takes one 5ft. step away from the nearest foe before chanting the magical words of Invisibility.
Ceira, Combat map 15 should be in your mailbox now, if not, please email me.---Janell
Holy War and Holy Words (DM Janell) d20+15=31 d20+13=21 d8=1 d20+8=10 d20+26=38 d4+9=10 2d6(5+1)=6 d20+10=19 d20+5=11 d20+8=15 d20+15=25 d12+9=19 d100=66 Friday September 27th, 2002 9:28:20 AM
Zeoll leaps onto Liontaur #2 and his claws rip the wemic's flesh open. His first paw bounces off the chain mail, but the second claw slices the wemic's throat open. Gurgling a bloody cough, the liontaur falls to the ground as its life blood seeps from it's opened throat.
The debate continues between Leets and the solemn wemic (Liontaur #3). Leets manages to make a lasting impression on the wemic with one of his hooves, but his other blows continue to bounce off that pesky leather armor. The wemic looks on calmly as Leets yells at him. "So, you're friend over there." The wemic jerks his head in Kale's direction. "He must be a coward too...for he also struck in a cowardly manner."
Ceira loads herself up with the healing potions from Kenisha's backpack (does she drink another potion to up her own hp?). As she juggles the potions, she mummers a few arcane words and then disappears from sight.
Brahmah comes up with a brilliant idea, and instead of focusing on Liontaur #4, singles out that nasty looking axe. Sneaking up behind the wemic, he aims a tremendous blow at his foe's weapon. Surprisingly, the liontaur does not appear to be caught off guard, and he moves his axe away just in time to avoid the blow (opposed check=31).
Kenisha lights up the night with her magic missiles. They speed their way toward Geaseth, but fizzle into nothing a few feet from the wemic.
Kale prepares for the coming onslaught and drinks down his potion. The wound administered by Liontaur #4 heals completely.
Rhirehan pounces forward toward Geaseth, with a determined look on his face. "You won't get away with this, you coward. I'll see that you pay for the treachery of this day." Taking up a flanking position, Rhirehan swings his longspear with all his might....and manages to open a tiny cut. Ybirard follows his father's example, and thrusts his longspear at Geaseth, but once again misses (will someone please train him how to use this thing?!).
Geaseth smiles wickedly at Rhirehan, and then thrusts his dagger at Kale. Geaseth strikes with uncanny precision, as if he knew exactly where Kale was going to be when he struck. His blade slices into the tendons in the back on Kale's rear right leg (a measly 16 hp). Oddly, the lean wemic does not look thrilled at the outcome of his attack.
Liontaur #3 continues his debate with Leets in between blows (which all miss). "Tell me, oh centaur....where were your people when mine were being ravaged by disease?! Where were the noble centaurs when our people were starving to death?! Where were you when our mothers and fathers were burned alive by the hounds from hell?! It is by Domi's grace that we survived, and we will not allow you to pollute our people's minds with your heresy about joining with the centaurs and minotaurs. "
Liontaur #4 turns his rage once more upon Brahmah. "You want break axe? I break axe on you!" The large weapon of death arcs down and slices through Brahmah's body, almost cutting him in half (19 hp). Once again, the brave warrior's blood drenches the ground, and he quickly passes into unconsciousness. Jay, I rolled your stabilization for you...66. You don't stabilize, and I know show you at --9 hp. :(----Janell
Zeoll the Lesser (AC 19, inspired, blessed, mage armor, endure elements, down to 25 of 28 hp) d20+7=8 d20+7=27 d20+7=8 d4+3=7 Friday September 27th, 2002 10:03:39 AM
Zeoll the Lesser takes a five-foot step up and attacks the liontaur that felled Brahmah. As he does so, he yells loudly: QUICK! SOMEONE HEAL BRRAHMAH RRIGHT NOW!
Zeoll takes on the Liontaur, so that someone else can tend to the fallen minotaur. He tries to position himself so that his opponent is between himself and Ybirard (hoping for a flanking bonus).
He attacks, still feeling inspired by his own song. He trips on one paw and falls to one knee (rolled a natural one!). But this mishap gives him a great angle, and the other paw rips his foe's underside (rolled a natural 20!! no crit).
The wemic considers himself lucky just to do some damage to his foe -- a scratch for 7 hp damage.
[OOC: This is the third round since Zeoll stopped singing. His inspiration will last another two rounds.]
Leets d20+5=18 d20+5=20 Friday September 27th, 2002 3:10:04 PM
Leets wonders if they aren't all doing a terrible mistake, and if both sides aren't sheding blood stupidly...Deciding to give a chance to peace, he decides to only defend himself (Total Defense, now CA 29)as he sheathes his sword. He tries to answer while trying to avoid the blows of his opponent (if he still attacks him).
"Your words, Liontaur, resounds in my ears, as the words of the Minotaurs who killed my father! The disease brought away my mother as we were under siege, and still her last words were for Domi and the Taur race! See this sword Liontaur! It was HER sword! And I won't use it to spill the blood of another Taur, especially if he calls the name of Domi! I have seen, with my own eyes, the original Taur Domi gave to the Wold! I know our races will unite sooner or later, because it is Domi's will, and because we have to be one people once more to face the ultimate evil together! If today's Chosen, if I among them, don't manage to succeed in this holy quest, others will come and will succeed because such is the will of Domi!"
"Now, strike me once more if you think our words is heresy! But if I fall you'll soon have to remember me as the one who didn't want to strike a brother!"
(Rolling for Diplomacy: first 18, using one more hero point to reroll, 20).
Flat-top [-7] Friday September 27th, 2002 4:40:13 PM
Still in Coma.
Kale d20+9=28 d20+9=22 d8+5=13 d8+5=13 Saturday September 28th, 2002 9:08:33 AM
gripping his wounded leg, Kale drops to one knee. then moveing quickly he strikes at the wemic who stabbed him in the leg(critical hit of 28(19) followed by a 22 for 13 and 13 - 26 total if critical). "When I die, ill say hi to your friend to you." Kale says softly as he nodds his head at the fallen wemic
Kenisha Kenisha (Mage Armor, Shield - AC 29; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) 3d4(3+4+4)+3=14 Sunday September 29th, 2002 11:02:09 PM
Kenisha will ready an action to attack liontaur#1 after everyone else has gone.
If #1 moves his shield facing to the opposite of her, she will use the wand to attack (see damage below).
If he doesn't move his shield facing or moves it to face her, she will move away so that she can attack the opposite side of the shield facing (even if this gives him an attack of oportunity as she leave!) with the wand (see damage below).
Regardless, she will keep her shield facing towards liontaur#1.
magic missile damage from wand to #1 equal= 14 HP
Ceira d20+3=18 d20+1=2 Monday September 30th, 2002 2:31:22 AM
(OOC: No, Ceira didn't quaff any of the potions. She'll take her chances by staying invisible)
While invisible, Ceira hustles over to Flat-top's limp form and empties the whole bottle of Kenisha's Cure Light Wounds into her mouth.
While waiting for a response from Flat-top, she scans the area for any additional foes that may still be lurking. (OOC: Spot=18, Listen=2)
Brahmah Monday September 30th, 2002 3:42:45 AM
The Mighty Warrior of Domi stops bleeding.
Fury (DM Janell) d20+5=9 d20+5=15 d8+1=2 d20+13=19 d8=6 d20+10=25 d8=1 d20+13=16 d20+10=30 d20+10=18 d8=8 d20+15=20 d12+9=11 Monday September 30th, 2002 1:04:49 PM
Zeoll launches himself against the mangy looking wemic, opening up a nice wound in his soft belly. While Leets once again tries for a peaceful solution, Ceira heads over to Flat-top's side, and pours the potion down his throat (2 hp healed). A couple of minor looking wounds close up, but Flat-top remains unconscious. Ceira scans the area, and notices movement in the grass near the downed Liontaur #2. The limp body moves rapidly away from the battlefield, as if being drug away, leaving a bloody trail behind. It's form quickly disappears into the undergrowth. She also notices Brahmah lying very still on the battlefield and that the blood has stopped flowing from the massive gash in his side.
Geaseth grins evilly at Kale's comment. "Oh, I don't think so. This isn't over yet...." Kenisha's magic missiles smash into Geaseth's body, and the wemic growls in annoyance.
Making good use of their flanking positions, both Rhirehan and Ybirard manage to connect with Geaseth. Eyes wide in surprise, Geaseth collapses in a heap at their feet.
The solemn looking wemic (Liontaur #2) gives Leets an appraising look. "Perhaps we are not as different as it would at first glance appear." Sheathing his weapons, the wemic reaches in his pack, and withdraws a potion. He then trots over to Geaseth's fallen side. Rhirehan and Ybirard both make attacks of opportunity against the liontaur. Rhirehan does not connect, but Ybi opens a large gap in the warrior's side.
The tattooed (Liontaur #4) wemic's face contorts with rage, as his blood curdling war cry continues. Grasping the axe so hard that his knuckles turn white, he smashes his weapon down on Zeoll, inflicting 11 hp of damage.
Brahmah, The Fallen Monday September 30th, 2002 4:23:18 PM
The minotaur remains torn, broken and very silent.
Flat-top [-5] Monday September 30th, 2002 7:20:20 PM
Flat-top look a little better, BUT still unconscious. Not even sweet dreams of running with fillies.
Ceira d20+3=21 d20+1=19 Tuesday October 1st, 2002 1:54:20 AM
(OOC: Those who want/need healing should tell me their hp. Right now I don't know who is worse, Brahmah or Flat-top. If that's inappropriate meta-gaming then nevermind.)
Out of nowhere, a voice cries out, "Careful Kenisha! Something's in the grass near you!"
Ceira is unsure whether Brahmah has stabilized or has completely run out of blood. Not waiting for a response from Flat-top, she uncorks the next Cure Light Wounds potion and pours it down Brahmah's throat.
She continues with her scouting (Spot=21, Listen=19)
Leets d20+5=19 Tuesday October 1st, 2002 6:07:02 AM
"Rhirehan! Ybirard! Stop this!!!"
In the middle of the battle, Leets desesperatly tries to make the slaughter stop.
"Chosens! All the brave warriors who are now fighting, on both side, are doing a horrible mistake!"
(Diplomacy roll 19) "We musn't strike our kind, the blood of Taurs flows in the veins of those Liontaurs too!"
"Liontaurs brothers! Stop this battle now, and let's give a chance to peace!"
To end, Leets tries to place himself between Rhirehan, Ybirard and the solemn looking wemic, blocking their way.
Kenisha Kenisha (Mage Armor, Shield - AC 29; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) d20+3=16 Tuesday October 1st, 2002 7:22:44 AM
"That is true, Leets, but that frothing maniac over there" (pointing to liontaur#4) "doesn't seem like he's listening to anything right now but the blood in his ears!" Kenisha says as she scans the grass where Ceira pointed out after she moves over to Ceira and the fallen Flat-top.
She will keep her shield facing towards Liontaur#4 unless she spots something with her Spot check of 16.
Jay (Brahmah) Tuesday October 1st, 2002 7:23:13 AM
OOC:
CHEERS FOR LEETS!! YEAH!! :D
Clap clap clap clap......
Kale d20+9=27 d8+5=12 2d6(6+2)=8 Tuesday October 1st, 2002 9:09:16 AM
not agreeing with what Leets is trying to do, Kale moves over and sneak attacks #4(ac 27 for a total of 20 pts) "You started it, but we'll finish it." he says simply
A Fork in the Road (DM Janell) d8+1=9 d20+8=11 d8+1=6 Tuesday October 1st, 2002 11:00:23 PM
The invisible Ceira makes her way over to Brahmah, and from her up close perspective, she can see that Brahmah is still alive, but holding on by a thread. She gently pours the liquid down the minotaur's throat, and watches as the massive laceration in his side closes completely (9hp healed). His pulse becomes stronger, and his eyes flutter open as he regains consciousness.
Rhirehan and Ybirard are hesitant, but they lower their weapons slightly as Leets steps in to protect the solemn liontaur. They do, however, keep a watchful eye on the tattooed freak.
Kale's longsword (see I got it right!) connects with the freak (Liontaur #4), but the wemic spins in time to defend against the sneak attack. Kale gets the feeling that it would be impossible to flank the warrior.
Neither Ceira nor Kenisha see or hear any signs of trouble or movement in the grasses around them.
The solemn looking wemic (Liontaur #2) pours his potion down Geaseth's throat, and his wounds heal, although the wemic does not regain consciousness. For just an instant, Leets thinks he sees a glimmer of respect in the wemic's eyes. Jerking his head in the direction of Liontaur #4, he says "Yes, your companion is correct....Worgred is very unreasonable when he enters his battle rage. But I can guarantee that your friend's actions (motioning at Kale) will not help matters any."
As if in support of the wemic's words, Liontaur #4, face filled with fury, lashes out at Kale. The mighty axe swings just a few inches from Kale's ear, and manages to narrowly miss the minotaur.
Kenisha Kenisha (Mage Armor, Shield - AC 29; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) Tuesday October 1st, 2002 11:23:06 PM
Her voice as cold as death, Kenisha tells the solemn wemic, "Then I would suggest you do something about it."
To her fellow Chosen she says, "Back off. Death is no victory between Taurs. As much as I'd like to see these assassins burn for all eternity for what they've done to their brothren, their deaths will only widen the abyss that separates our peoples."
She turns back to liontaur#2 and adds, "But do not think that you will escape justice. The wrongs of this night must be judged by your own people."
Brahmah, back in the land of the living Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 12:39:49 AM
His eyes flutter to narrow slits, but he makes no sudden movement to stand as he did the first time he fell in this combat. Having heard Leets and Kenisha's negotiation tactics, Brahmah whispers to his unknown medic. "Whose the Taur who healed me? Give me another curative, so that I might stand on my own. Please. I will not fight, but I won't lay here either when the Chosen need me." The minoTaur gropes around in the dark red haze, blood filling his eyes. Thinking to himself and perhaps trying to convince himself; 'The HellHounds were NOT the things that fell me, it was the traitors! HellHounds, MERE pups!'
OOC:Brahmah is currently at 1 of 49 hit points.
Flat-top (-5) Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 12:45:38 AM
* * * * * sigh!
Ceira Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 2:05:43 AM
Ceira's floating voice whispers into Brahmah's ear. "Shh... It's me, Ceira. Lay still so you don't generate any attention. First, I must tend to our other friend Flat-top. I may need the last potion to wake him up."
She uncorks one of her two remaining potions and pours it down Flat-top's throat.
Leets Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 5:11:59 AM
"Kenisha is right, and justice will have to be made! Neither you nor us will find answers in blood!"
Talking to the solemn looking Wemic, Leets goes on:
"I don't know your name Liontaur, but I know we are a part of the same people. You may have been mislead, or maybe we misunderstood your own ways and offended you without even knowing it!"
"But from a Taur to another Taur I ask you, make this battle stop, so that we can work on this in a civilized way!"
Kale Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 9:06:35 AM
"This is ridiculous." Kale mutters under his breath, but none the less he follows his leaders orders and stays his attack
Zeoll the Lesser d20+12=22 Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 9:20:24 AM
Zeoll, having hung back, continues to be watchful.Then he has an idea. "Let my music calm this savage beast!" he declares, pointing to the beserking liontaur. "All otherrs hold yourr attacks!"
He uses his last bardic song of the day to try to Fascinate the beserker. ("The bard makes a Perform check, and the target can negate the effect with a Will saving throw equal to or greater than the bard's check result. If the saving throw fails, the creature sits quietly and listens to the song for up to 1 round per level of the bard.")
The liontaur bard whirls his bullroarer overhead and sings a calming song to the berserker. (Will save DC = 22)
[OOC: I'm really sorry, everyone, for not posting. I'm on vacation in Idaho and I thought I would post more, but oh well. I WILL post the rest of the week daily!]
Music Soothes the Savage Beast (DM Janell) d20+4=13 Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 11:38:26 AM
The solemn looking wemic finishes tending to Geaseth, and turns to face Kenisha. "What would you have me do about him...run in front of his axe?! Words will no longer reach him. I suggest that you have your companions leave him. His rage will subside eventually." The wemic nods as Kale backs down.
The berserk wemic begins to advance after the retreating Kale, but stops as he is caught in fascination by Zeoll's song. Lowering his axe, the anger begins to fade from the warrior's face, and he begins to pant as if out of breath. Looking exhausted, the tattooed wemic leans up against a nearby tree and begins to doze off! (Great job Cayzle!!!!!!!!!)
Liontaur #2 smiles at Zeoll and the sleeping barbarian. "Looks like your ally figured it out on his own." He turns to Leets as he flings Geaseth's prone form on his back. "It would appear that you have more wisdom than I would have previously ascribed to your race. My name is Tashmek, and I do not care about justice from my fellow Taurs. You claim that Domi wishes to unite all the Taurs... this is blasphemy to my ears, and many of my fellow wemics. Many fools like Geaseth would choose to prove their cause by bloodshed, but your words tonight have reached my ears. Make no mistake, Domi will make it known who is right. But now I must go, and you should too, for there are more swords that hunger for blood waiting in the darkness." Tashmek turns and runs off into the darkness.
Well done! No further combat maps for a while.---Janell
Brahmah d20=7 Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 4:42:10 PM
Tired of remaining on his back, Brahmah flops over on his side, then onto his stomach and slowly pushes himself up to his hooves. "Uurgf." He moans as pain shoots through his body, then he falls back onto his rump in a sitting position. "Well, this is better than being on my back!" Laughs the minoTaur. "Words as swords, songs as battle cries. That's what the bards and scholars will write about the Chosen when we are gone." The minoTaur says with a smile. "But I still trust the steel!" "How's Flat-top, is he dead?"
OOC:Which opponents are still hanging around that can be seen (Spot of 7)? OOC:How many potions were used? How many came from Brahmah's pack? Just curious. When battle started, potions started flying around. :) Who still has a spell left?
Flat-top (-5) Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 6:09:26 PM
Flat-top lies on his side, Not moving. But hugging his Morning Star.
OOC: I hope you have to carry Flat-top all the way back unconscious.
Kenisha (Mage Armor, Shield - AC 29; Bull's Strength - Str=12, Endure Elements (Fire), Inspired, Blessed, 14 out of 35 HP left) Wednesday October 2nd, 2002 11:37:44 PM
Kenisha shaqkes her head sadly as the wemic disappears into the darkness. Surveying the area she asks, "Ceira? Do you still have any of the potions left? Flat-top is still down. He is still breathing, right?"
She winced as the pain came back to the wound in her flank. Adrenalin might be handy in a fight, but it could deaden the pain for only so long. "We need to get back as soon as possible. How is everyone doing? I myself will be in no condition to travel hard without healing."
ooc-I only used the one potion of yours that you handed to me, Brahmah; and at my last estimation, I should still have one cure light potion left in Ceira's hands.
Brahmah (Jay) Thursday October 3rd, 2002 12:31:29 AM
OOC: There were only ten potions in the potion box in Brahmah's backpack. I used my own potion of Cure Moderate myself, it was in my pocket. I count two that healed me both times I fell.
Who used the potions from Brahmah's pack? :) I don't want reparations or replacements, I'm just curious and trying to keep an accurate count. Seems to me, we used many potions in that combat.
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday October 3rd, 2002 12:56:41 AM
The liontaur feeds Flat-top four goodberries, healing him for four points. Then he casts a cure minor wounds spell on the centaur for one more point.
Ceira Thursday October 3rd, 2002 1:00:21 AM
(OOC: I only picked up four potions from Kenisha's pack so I didn't pick up any from Brahmah. I have two of Kenisha's potions left since the potion from my previous turn wasn't accounted for towards Flat-top's HP.)
Ceira pours one Cure Light Wound potion into Flat-top's mouth. If he still has not arisen, she will pour the second. She remains invisible for the full duration of the spell just in case.
As soon as Ceira is done, she slumps down to the ground and rests (others can only observe an indentation in the ground). Her intense focus on trying to heal her friends ignored the pain of her injuries. Now, the wracking pain from her injuries resurfaces and she cringes as she lies still. "Let me rest a bit." Ceira says.
Brahmah Thursday October 3rd, 2002 1:57:54 AM
"Feed Flat-top as many of my potions as you feel you need to, Ceira." Says the very unhealthy and sore minoTaur. "He's not to well. I think he should walk out on his own. Get him on his feet." (OOC:I refuse to carry his fat body around everywhere we go ;) )
Kale d20+5=12 Thursday October 3rd, 2002 4:31:30 AM
cleaning his sword on the body of a hellhound, Kale says "We are all beat up pretty bad. Though we are all tired and wounded, we need to leave here as fast as we can. Not only are there others around who want our heads, but there may still be hellhounds around." then Kale scans the area quickly to see if there is any immediate danger(spot of 12)
OOC the potion i used was my own
Leets Thursday October 3rd, 2002 9:03:42 AM
Not really satisfied with the last words of the Liontaurs, Leets still prepares for more danger...
"I bet this is only begining...Let's go back to the village so that we can think of all this."
He then trots to Flat-Top, terribly sorry not to be able to help his friend. He tries to lift him, and ask for Brahmah.
"Brahmah, let's bring him back, he'll be less heavy if we are two..."
Flat-top d8+1=7 Thursday October 3rd, 2002 10:43:04 AM
When Zeoll fed the Centaur Goodberries and cast the spell, Flat-top (0hp) started to move around a bit but was still unconscious. Ceira poured a CLW potion in him, Now Flat-top started to ster and get up on his hoves, "Thank you Fellow Taurs, I don't remember any thing. Is everybody alright?"
OOC: Ceira did not roll for the CLW hps. so I did it for her.
The Summons (DM Janell) Thursday October 3rd, 2002 1:47:14 PM
As the Chosen take a much needed breather, some get to their feet, while others find the need to rest. Brahmah and Kale survey the battlefield, and both notice that the backpack that was on Liontaur #2's body is now lying in the grass in a pool of blood. They also hear the obnoxiously loud sound of the tattooed wemic's snoring, which drowns out almost all of the surrounding noise. Kale goes over and cautiously lifts the flap on the pack. Inside he can see four small bottles of liquid. Upon inspection, he finds the bottles clearly labeled: Wisdom, Delay Poison, Reduce (at 5th level), and Jump. Enjoy! I won these potions for you in the DM lottery. :)
The party continues to scan the horizon for signs of trouble, but for right now, there are none. After a short amount of rest, it is decided that it would be for the best if you make your way back to the village. Besides, day break is almost upon you, and Rhirehan reminds you that the hunt will soon be called to an end for the night. As you struggle through the undergrowth, you come upon a horrific discovery. A few miles away from where the battle took place lies Tashmek's dead body. On first glance, it would appear that his throat has been torn out by a hellhound. However, closer inspection shows the wound to be too uniform. The edges of the wound are smooth, as if severed by a very sharp weapon. Startled by the discovery, Rhirehan urges the party toward the party at a faster pace.
Through much effort, you are able to make it back to the village before sunrise. Rhasa waits anxiously at the outskirts of the village, and runs to embrace Rhirehan upon sighting the party. Visibly relieved, she kisses Ybirard on the cheek. "My warriors have returned unharmed! Praise be to Domi!" Examining the severely wounded party, Rhasa says "It must have been a good hunt. I'll bet you finished off several whole packs! You can tell me all about it after we get you off to the priest's tent." Truly a mother at heart, Rhasa escorts you a small white tent set up in the middle of the fair grounds. Several priests of Domi bustle around, making there way among several wounded wemics, healing bites, and tending to burns. After a few minutes, the priests are able to tend to the Chosen's hunting party, and it is not long before you are restored to full health. Ybirard spends the time telling his mother about the bravery of the Chosen during the hunt and how he was able to bring down a hound by himself. "But the oddest thing happened, right after the last group of hounds attacked..." Rhirehan looks at his son sternly "Enough Ybi, the Chosen must report the other happenings to the Council of Elders. It is not right to discuss such things at this time." The party is tended, and is heading out of the priest's tent, when you are met by several well armed wemics. "Rhirehan, you and your party are summoned to the Council of the Elders. Please come with us. The matter is urgent, and the Elders wish to speak with you without delay."
Once again, well done! 200 xp each for Zeoll's and Leets creative problem solving!---Janell
Leets Thursday October 3rd, 2002 3:10:55 PM
"It looks like we won't have rest right now. I'm not sure our minds will be clear enough to meet the council, but we probably can learn more about those Liontaurs who tried to kill us..."
Leets was wondering which reasons could lead an entire group of Taurs to plan the Chosen murder...To his eyes, reuniting the Taurs was a holy quest, and he never thought this could appear as a blasphemy to others...It was only the proof that they still had to learn much about each other...
"How about you Flat-Top? You really scared all of us! And you too Brahmah! I thought Marteaus was the greatest danger we could meet, but I was really wrong..."
Flat-top [62] Thursday October 3rd, 2002 7:22:27 PM
Flat-top is talking to the healers (Priest of Domi), "Please in Domi's name (Flat-top put his hands together and bows his head at Domi's name) take extra care of our Leader Kenisha, you see she is with foal. And her mate dies in the Great Battle of the Gods to save the wold. Thank you, and I know you'll do your very best."
Then he goes over to Leet and the rest of the party , "Yes! I'm fine now, BUT I could have seen Brahmah all sprawl out on the ground." Then Flat-top winks at Ceira and puts his hand on his Brahmahs shoulder, "Well done Friend, Well, Done all. Now let's go see what the Counsel wants??"
Kenisha Thursday October 3rd, 2002 10:09:07 PM
Feeling much better now that she's been tended to and reassured that her foal has taken no harm, Kenisha moves over to the others.
"Everyone alright? Let's go see the council. And then I think we'll have to have a council of our own once we've rested."
Brahmah, Shaken Friday October 4th, 2002 2:51:47 AM
Since the fight, Brahmah hasn't been his jovial old self. The minoTaur seems thoughtful and reverant almost, if you didn't know better, he might be preoccupied by thought.
"Thank you Flat-top, but while I love a good victory, it seems almost hollow. We let the infidels go, alive none the less. They are disHonorable, and when I see our tattooed friend again, he WILL DIE BY MY HAND and sleep eternally, by the grace of Domi! Let Domi judge." He seems almost confused by his own words, but they just came to him. "I'm sorry! The hate almost consumed me just then. I'll control myself if we meet him again, in peace. I'm not Domi's Hand, not yet. If he attacks our Holy leader however (motioning to Kenisha), I will judge him. No one get in my way."
To Flat-top. "Friend, I was wrapped in shadow as I layed there dying. I heard whispers of ancesters calling me home. I was dead, traveling the land of shadow. I was in the footsteps of all fallen Taurs, I felt it."
OOC: What is the DM's count on Brahmah potions?
Ybirard and Rhirehan used up two of Brahmah's Cure light wounds. The rest of the potions still remain.---Janell
Ceira Friday October 4th, 2002 2:57:47 AM
"I'm glad we all managed to walk away from that fiasco. Especially for Kenisha." Ceira says with a wink. "I wonder what the Council wants with us? There are still more hellhounds out there."
Kale Friday October 4th, 2002 7:59:12 AM
before they go back, Kale takes the potions, but leaves the backpack behind, to be passed out later. once everyone is healed and headed to the council, Kale whispers to Kenisha "Ive seen things like this before. We're probably being set up as murderers of those wemics. Be on your guard."
Zeoll the Lesser Friday October 4th, 2002 9:07:06 AM
[OOC: There were four traitor wemics originally, right? Tashmek was the more honorable one who chose to stop fighting. Geaseth was knocked unconscious, but Tashmek stabilized him and carried him off. Presumably Tashmek also led off the tatooed barbarian. That left one traitor dead on the field of battle.]
Zeoll asks for the potion of Wisdom, "for it will aid me in my mirracle-worrking in Domi's name."
Zeoll looks at the corpse of his fallen foe. "He may be a traitorr, but we cannot leave his body as carrrion for hell hounds. Come, my frriends, help me carrry this body back with us." Zeoll also looks over the body for anything of value. "We shall claim his belongings as trrophies of war. Ceirra, Kenisha, can you tell if therre is any magic on him?"
Zeoll, alone or with help, carries the body back.
When they find Tashmek, Zeoll bows his head. "Herre we see morre signs of the corrruption of theirr cause -- they slay not only theirr fellow Taurr, but even theirr own cohorrts! Herre we see the shame of the liontaurrs in cold blood made plain!" The druid offers a prayer, which he did not for the other dead traitor. "May Domi guide his soul to the Lands of Rrest, wherre sweet gazelles shall fall underr his paws, and he can learrn the trruth of Domi's worrd."
"This one, too -- morre even than the otherr -- we cannot leave to be mauled by hell hounds. Come, frriends, and carrry this one back too!"
At the village, Zeoll thanks the healers and bows, but he refuses to relinquish the dead. "These fallen trraitorrs we must brring to the Elderrs, as prroof that the evil of kinslaying has come to us!"
Yes, there were four traitors. However, Liontaur #2 was dragged away by an invisible source. The only body that is available to bring into the town is Tashmek's.---Janell
Liar, Liar (DM Janell) Monday October 7th, 2002 11:01:26 PM
The guards stare at Zeoll as he drags Tashmek's body with him. The party is escorted into the center of town where a large thatch building is set apart from all the other structures. Two guards stand at the front doors with longspears baring the entrance. Your escorts nod to the guards, and they open the doors for you to enter. The breaking dawn sends golden rays into the interior of the massive room.
A raised platform is positioned at the front of the room, and five elderly wemics look down on you as you are ushered into the center of the room. Some of you may recognize one of the wemics as being the elder who made the announcement at the Hellhound festival. There is little time for reminiscing, however, as the elder in the center begins to speak as soon as you are all inside. "Let the Council begin. Bring in the accuser." A side door is opened, and a very familiar figure struts to stand before the council. It is none other than Geaseth!
The lean wemic struts cockily toward the council and bows his head. "Honorable Council, I would not have asked for an audience at this early hour if the matter was not extremely urgent. But the risk to our tribes are too great, so I thought that I should bring this matter to you as soon as I could." Geaseth takes a long breath and makes an effort to "compose" himself. "As with all of the able bodied warriors, I and my clan went out to join in the hunt tonight. All was going well, and we were beginning to head back to the village when they (Geaseth points to the party) appeared out of nowhere, and attacked my party. We were just barely able to fight them off, and made our way back as soon as possible to warn the Council."
Rhirehan's eyes blaze with fury as Geaseth makes his accusations. No longer able to contain himself, he advances toward Geaseth. "Why you lying coward, I ought to rip your throat out right here!" Two guards separate the two, as the center elder calls for silence. Murderous glances are exchanged between Geaseth and Rhirehan as the elder speaks. "Geaseth, I assume that you have witnesses to vouch for your accusation?" Geaseth nods his affirmation. "Your witnesses will be questioned." The elder turns his attention to the Chosen. "The charges leveled against you are serious. What answer do you have for these allegations?"
Brahmah, The Accused Tuesday October 8th, 2002 1:08:54 AM
Brahmah can hardly contain his anger which is very noticable. Speaking in Tauric. "Honorable Council, we're Chosen. We Honor Domi by telling truths and this Coward sulleys the good name of Domi by lying to you. This fellow (pointing to Tashmek's body) left the combat in peace, we some how reached him with Domi's words. We found his body awhile later after we left the hunt, now, I'm NO genious but I think he was killed for his apparent weakness. Geaseth, we left the tattooed axe wielding Taur sleeping in the battlefield, DID YOU GO BACK AND KILL HIM TOO??" He clears his throat. "I didn't have the opportunity to see alot of the fight. I was... out of commission, critically wounded by the tattooed Taur, who isn't currently present." He looks at Geaseth, then approaches the Council. "I have to admit, when my instincts took over, I began to strike back at these Taurs. Before I was Chosen, hate consumed me, now hate confuses me and I don't understand it at all. I fight for Taurs, not against them, not willingly."
Flat-top Tuesday October 8th, 2002 2:53:04 AM
Flat-top stand there next to Brahmah, "I cannot believe my ears, if it was not for Ceira, one of you own and a chosen one at that. We, Brahmah and I would be dead right now. If it was not for Zeoll, A Wemic I must remind you, and taur Kale who alerted us to the fact that those hellhounds WERE being herded to this village, Things would have been very different, my friend. We were back stab and I can prove that." Flat-top taking Kenisha's hand and showing the wounds in her side, "Here look at the wounds in rear side almost killing her unborn colt. If it was not for taur Leets here, talking some sence into the heads of our attackers. You people would have a lot of trouble on your hands." Flat-top turns and look to Leets and whispers to him, *Leets try to pound sense into him or we'll all dead I fear.*
Leets d20+5=23 d20+5=25 Tuesday October 8th, 2002 6:24:56 AM
"Not only those charges, venerable elder, are serious, but they strike my Taur heart as surely as any iron blade."
"There is much hatred, fear and anger in this whole affair, feelings that are a counterpart to our very Taur nature, made of powerful instincts and pride."
"The allegations of Taur Geaseth, of course, are his own version of the facts, and the wound in the side of our Leader, Taur Kenisha, can partially prove that we were attacked first."
"Attacked, venerable elder, by Taur Geaseth and a group of Liontaurs blinded by fanatism. Their motive, and those are their own words, are to make the Taur unification fail, because it is an heresy to their eyes. Taur Geaseth, am I wrong or not?"
"Cultural misunderstanding, venerable elder, is also at the very center of this. But the most sad thing to my eyes is the way Taur Geaseth opposed us in our holy quest. Wherever the Chosen have been seen, venerable elder, they have always been opened to diplomacy and always have been ready to talk. My only regret is not to have been able to talk with Taur Geaseth before he attempted this treacherous murder. Won't you regret too, Taur Geaseth?"
"I will remember this hellhound hunt for a long time, venerable elder. First because of those events, they will teach us much. Secondly because of the scars I will bear. Look at those wounds, Taur Geaseth. Those are not wounds made by your blades. Those are wounds made hellhounds claws."
"Venerable elder. I am sure you enjoyed those hellhound hunts too, and bear much scars too, like the chosen here and like any Liontaur who was hunting last night. But I am almost sure that Taur Geaseth, an experienced hunter, now before us, won't be able to show us any wound made by a hellhound claw. Taur Geaseth, could you? Of course not!!! Because in your cowardly plan, you prefered to wait for us to be weakened by a hellhound attack before attacking us! Didn't you plan to attack us last night Taur Geaseth? Weren't you there not to hunt hellhounds, but to hunt the Chosen, because you can't bear the idea of the Taur unification?!? I know, Taur Geaseth, why you did attack us last night, but could you explain why the Chosen of Domi would have done such a thing!!!"
"We Chosen, venerable elder, also have witnesses, hundreds of witnesses in fact, venerable elder, my Liontaur friends who are there beeing the first, who could tell you that we had no reason to do such a thing. I will now wait for your own witnesses, Taur Geaseth, and I want them to swear on this holy symbol of Domi that they will tell the truth."
Leets then offers Geaseth a wooden holy symbol of Domi he was wearing around his neck.
"I am, Taur Geaseth, the first to swear in Domi's name that I never wanted to arm you and that I tried to make this battle stop once it begun. Now could you say you can be the second and do the same?"
"Venerable elder, I have nothing else to add for now..."
(Rolled for diplomacy, first roll 23, spending one hero point to reroll, 25 with a natural 20.)
Brahmah Tuesday October 8th, 2002 7:11:56 AM
Clutching the symbol of Domi on his breast, the hammer symbol of Domi's strength; emblazoned upon his chain shirt, Brahmah says under his breath but loud enough to hear, "I so swear my on HONOR to Domi and those here present!" When he speaks the name Domi, Brahmah's anger lleaves and calms him.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+10=19 d20+8=27 Tuesday October 8th, 2002 7:41:40 AM
Hearing Leet's eloquence and the passion of the fellow Chosen, Zeoll simply sticks to facts and the evidence for now, speaking in the wemic tongue, in the fashion of liontaur bards in testimony:
"The Chosen came to fight the hounds. And we defeated them at last. Then we were hit by traitors foul. Who struck with blades from ambuscade. But we beat back these traitors too. And spoke fair words with Tashmek, here. Who then did part with us and go."
Zeoll brings forth the body and shows all the strange wounds on it.
"So then we walked back to this place. And on the way found Tashmek slain! Here look -- this wound did lay him down! A wound no Chosen weapon struck! A wound no hell hound bite could make! It was not we who killed Tashmek! Then we brought back his body still. To honor him with funeral rites. If Geaseth speaks the truth then, why? Why do we honor dead Tashmek?"
Then Zeoll repeats his words in Tauric for those present who do not speak liontaur.
[OOC: Perform Check: 19; Diplomacy check: 27]
[OOC: Rather than have Zeoll drag the body in, I would hope some Chosen would have helped him carry the dead liontaur in with honor.]
Kenisha d20+4=20 Tuesday October 8th, 2002 7:49:10 AM
Kenisha is proud as she listens to Leets. Then she steps forward after Brahmah swears by his symbol.
"Honored Elders," she begins, "The Taur Geaseth seeks to finish here in the light of day that which he and his fellow fanatics could not accomplish in the dark. He wants to assassinate the Dream of a United Tauric Peoples. Whether or not this is Domi's Dreams and Desires we can leave to a latter time when calmer and cooler heads will prevail. The facts remain that hellhounds were herded towards us and that the first blow between us and his group came from Geaseth's own hand and dagger.
I will admit that I did seek to kill Geaseth, but only as any mother will seek to protect her child. But my friend Leet's calming wards did reach my ears as much as they did Tashmek."
"We allowed Tashmek to take Geaseth's unconscious body away. On our way back to your village we found poor Tashmek killed, but it does not look to have been done by hellhounds to my eyes."
"Hatred and Fear are our Enemies, fellow Taurs, not each of us. My unborn colt is a union of love between myself, a centaur, and Kalon, a wemic. We did not care that we weren't alike physically, our souls spoke to each other. That our child is growning inside of me is all the proof I need that the Tauric races once were One and can be again. All that I have said I swear by Domi is true."
With that she will step back and wait calmly.
(diplomacy roll=20)
Kale Tuesday October 8th, 2002 8:46:14 AM
not seeing any reason to add anything to his friend's words, Kale glances around the council, counting the number of guards there are and where they are most grouped together, just in case he and his friends have to make a quick escape
Ceira Wednesday October 9th, 2002 12:58:18 AM
(OOC: In regards to who's supposed to be doing the hunting... I'm not sure how to say this without sounding like a fool in-character. Particularly since Ceira is supposed to be a wemic and is supposed to know this! Are there supposed to be more than one hunting party at any given time? Didn't the entire village see us off? If more than one, is there a record of the sequential order in which certain parties leave? If we leave before them and we bear hellhound injuries, then that's good evidence he were the first hunters.)
With much of the major arguments already spoken, Ceira remains silent and gives Geaseth a dirty look.
Flat-top Wednesday October 9th, 2002 9:58:15 AM
Flat-top is surprise that Ceira's silence, He sees that her eyes are very hard on Geaseth. Flat-top will motion to Brahmah to go and stand on the other side of Ceira, Flat-top will go stand on the other side of her and will ash her in a very gentle voice, "Dear Ceira, our little shy Chosen One, there's something you are not telling the Elder, that maybe should be said. Please tell them, you know we will always stand behind you and back you up all the way."
The Judgment (DM Janell) Wednesday October 9th, 2002 11:58:29 AM
The elders listen as various Chosen relate their side of the conflict. Rhirehan remains quiet until all of the Chosen have expressed themselves. "Most honorable elders, as the Chosen have so eloquently stated, we were not the ones to begin the skirmish." Rhirehan spits at Geaseth. "Those cowards tried to cut us down, but they failed." He glares murderously at Geaseth. "Tashmek was open enough to listen to reason, and he dragged your sorry carcass from the battle. And this is how you repay him...by slitting his throat like a coward?!" Rhirehan surges toward Geaseth, and the guards manage to subdue him before he reaches the lean wemic. Geaseth stands his ground calmly, apparently unmoved by the various speeches.
The center elder moves forward once more. "The allegations have been heard, and will be weighed. Geaseth, you will produce your witnesses now. Your wounds will be examined as will the body of Tashmek." The guards usher you to a small adjoining room, as Geaseth is moved to a separate room. Tashmek's body is taken from the Chosen by two guards and carried into yet another room. A few minutes later, all five elders enter the room, and carefully examine all of your wounds and scars from the hunt. A large platter of food is brought into the room, and several hours pass as the elders interview witnesses and examine the evidence. Finally, you are asked to return to the main judgement hall. Once again, the guards make sure that Geaseth and Rhirehan remain separated.
The center elder steps forward and looks down at Geaseth and then the Chosen. "The evidence and witnesses have been examined. It is evident that foul play has occurred tonight, though no neutral witnesses can be found. Therefore, according to custom, there are only two ways to determine the truth. Kayleb or Spikeball. Ordinarily, we would choose Kayleb, but considering the reputation of our guests, and since it is during the Festival, it is this Council's decision that a Spikeball tournament will be held. Domi will make it clear who is guilty and who is innocent. Since these are serious accusations, the tournament will be held in two days time. You will return to your accommodations, and on the morrow you will present a list of team members, a team captain, and any special requests." All five elder step forward and speak as one. "The Council has rendered its judgment, let Domi's will be done." The elders depart, and you are escorted back to Rhirehan's house. Two guards are placed outside the house, and although you are allowed free movement, you are watched constantly by your escorts.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+5=18 Wednesday October 9th, 2002 3:44:03 PM
Saying a prayer for Domi's guidance (a Guidance cantrip), Zeoll draws on his bardic lore to try to remember the stories of and rules for Spikeball (lore roll 18). He'll tell the Chosen all he knows.
Flat-top Wednesday October 9th, 2002 6:05:10 PM
"Yes! Zeoll, I wish to know about Spikeball. The Game sounds very familure. Some time before the War of the Gods, we had to play a game called Spikeball and it was weited heavely on one side." Flat-top turned to Zeoll, "That was before you came to us."
"Alright Kittens, lets go outside and play before we eat. Anybody else wat to play with the children, after all the Kittens did invit us here and if i read their faces right they feel bad about what is going on." Flat-top takes the little weimic for a game of kickball.
Kale Wednesday October 9th, 2002 8:15:52 PM
"More games." Kale mutters to himself. "How many people are on our team?"
Kenisha Wednesday October 9th, 2002 10:22:39 PM
Kenisha watches as Flat-top plays with the kittens. A whistful look on her face. She glances over at Kale at his murmured words and answers, "I don't know, but I am concerned about my participation in this game. I should not have gone out on the hunt. It was too dangerous in my condition. I am having serious doubts about my ability to lead at this stage of my pregnancy."
Brahmah Wednesday October 9th, 2002 10:23:35 PM
The warriors shines when he hears 'Kayleb', but then he begins to pout a bit when it's dismissed for the Kittens game. "How do you play? Spikeball.... sounds boring." He says with disappointment. "What kind of weapons are used?" He asks hopefully.
Brahmah (additional) Thursday October 10th, 2002 5:27:02 AM
Back in our room or accomedations. "Your quite right Kenisha, yur in NO shape for this type of game. I'm concerned that they may not except a substitute in place of you, they may expect the Chosens leader to play. They may say, 'Since she can't play, yur trial is forfeit... or she is afraid! she's not Chosen!' Of course, these aren't options I like." The large warrior has the look of fear in his eye for Kenisha and colt, not a look seen in Brahmah very often. "I have a feeling this ISN'T your run of the mill game! I suspect dishonorable actions will be taken by Geaseths team. I intend to follow the rules laid down by the Council though." He smiles from ear to ear, a fiendish look in his eye. "Let me be team Captain!" Leaning into Kenisha. "I have a... score to settle. Oh, I don't intend to kill Geaseth, just hurt him alot. Don't you agree Flat-top?"
Leets Thursday October 10th, 2002 7:08:54 AM
The Centaurpaladin considers the offer made by the elder once the Chosen are back in their rooms.
"At least it sounds like a civilized way to get rid of this...Or at least I hope so..."
"Zeoll, what do you know about this spikeball game? I think I've heard of it, but I don't know the rules at all..."
Zeoll Remembers (DM Janell) Thursday October 10th, 2002 8:22:13 AM
Searching back into is memory, Zeoll relates what he remembers about spikeball. "It's like soccerr/basketball except that things are much more deadly. Goals are trrapped. Either they arre in a pocket in the wall with a sharrp scythe that comes down when the ball is put in, or the hole in the wall is surrrrounded by poison or spikes. Crreativity in the way the field is setup is always in play and the rreferrees are in charrge of setting up the field."
Zeoll pauses...it's all comming back to him now. "Spells may be allowed. Lethal forrce may be allowed. Weapons may be allowed. Before the game, a meeting is held between the captain of each team to set the terrms of the contest. Norrmal rules allows spells that hinderr and damage spells of 1st level only. No teleporrting type spells are allowed. No weapons are allowed, but weapons will be attached to the walls around the arena. There will be pit trraps on the field that are not visible until stepped upon. Those who fall into a trrap must get out of the trrap by themselves. Usually, outrright combat is against the rules. However, hitting someone as you pass or to slow them down is allowed. Grrappling is allowed. Enlarge and fly and dimish spells are not allowed. Potions and magic items are not allowed."
Zeoll takes a breath as he continues filling in the Chosen. "Score is trraditionally to 5. To score you must put the spikeball into the goal. Spikeballs are like soccerrballs, except that they have 1 inch long sharrp spikes sticking out of them. Sometimes the ball is made of metal and heated so that it scorches one who holds it making it a hot potato type game. In some games, all 5 balls are in play at the starrt of the game, placed upon the center line. In otherr games, 2 balls are in play at a time. In otherrs, 1 at a time is the rrule."
OOC This is not today's post...just wanted to let you guys know.
Ceira Thursday October 10th, 2002 10:16:35 AM
"Zeoll, how many players will be on each team? It is clear that we outnumber Geaseth so I wonder what kind of wemics he will be rounding up? Since his lies cannot be disproved, there may be innocent wemics who be swayed by his influence so let's just focus on the goals. We also have the advantage of diversity amongst our team."
Zeoll the Lesser d20+5=8 Thursday October 10th, 2002 10:30:03 AM
The liontaur adds a few thoughts on strategy.
"It sounds to me like two Grrease spells and two Entangle spells will come in handy."
The bard tries to remember if the field is usually grass-covered.
Then Zeoll the Lesser laughs -- "It might be fun to cast Entangle prre-emptively rright in frront of theirr goal!"
"I could give up an Entangle for a Detect Snarres and Pits, but since the spell takes thrree full rrounds of concentrration to get useful info, I'm not so surre it is worrth it!"
Zeoll tries hard to remember if items and potions can be used BEFORE the match. "If we can use them, those Wisdom, Jump, and Delay Poison spells would be grreat to drrink beforre the game begins! The Wisdom would make my Entangles morre entangling. The Jump would help with pits and leaping overr foes. The Delay Poison would make ourr ball-carrrierr immune to poison forr a time."
[OOC: another guidance spell and bardic lore roll ... only an 8]
"We should have a strrategy," the liontaur continues, "two possible ball carrrierrs, a couple escorrts forr them, maybe a defenderr, and so on."
"Kenisha, I don't think you should get into the thick of it, but if you simply stood in a corrnerr and cast spells, maybe that would make the differrence?"
The wemic tries to remember if non-magic items can be brought into the game. "A couple tanglefoot bags would come in handy, especially with Trrue Strrike to guide the hurrler -- if anyone can cast the Trrue Strrike spell?"
Zeoll also wonders if the ball could be moved with a Mage Hand spell. How about two Mage Hands from two mages working together?
[OOC: Janell, sorry to be such a pest with all this "wondering"!]
Brahmah, Spikeball captain? Thursday October 10th, 2002 11:07:16 PM
Brahmah asks a few questions. "Zeoll, you said traps, spells and weapons? The traps could dispel certain effects right? Some traps can do that right?" The minotaur removes his gauntlets and wraps them up in his bedroll with his Falchions. "Kenisha, I'm not comfortable leaving my weapons alone, can you watch them?. No weapons, no magic items. Aw, that means no armor." He begins to take off his chain shirt.
Preparations (DM Janell) Friday October 11th, 2002 12:47:14 AM
Zeoll thinks hard and remembers back to the few Spikeball games he has witnessed. Potions before the tournament are definitely out. No outside equipment is allowed to be brought onto the field, although many different weapons and tools are sometimes mounted on the walls (contestants may even request a few non magical items). As far as he can remember, the fields are usually made up of sand, but there is a great amount of variation from game to game.
The Chosen continue to discuss tactics long through the morning, and by midday, you are completely exhausted from the long night. Shortly before you decide to turn in for some well deserved rest, a messenger arrives from the Council, asking for your list of team members, and a team captain. The young wemic looks truly honored to be in the presence, and is more than willing to chat. He lets it slip that Geaseth's team has settled on 6 members with Geaseth as the team captain. He also notifies the chosen that after the evening meal, the team captain is to meet with Geaseth to discuss the special requests, and the rules of the contest.
Ok folks, we gotta roll if we're gonna finish this up on time. Tomorrow you will meet with Geaseth and iron out any other problems/concerns/questions. Monday it's Spikeball time.----Janell
Ceira Friday October 11th, 2002 1:55:33 AM
"Alright guys, I can offer an extra ball carrier with my Unseen Servant so that will allow for an extra defender/escort. It's lack of weight will probably not set off any traps so we must still stay on our toes. My other spells that might be useful are Resistance, Silent Image, and the ever effective Magic Missle. I can conjure up some good tricks with some silent images too." Ceira snickers.
Brahmah Friday October 11th, 2002 2:27:41 AM
OOC: What is Kenisha's command for Brahmah and the other Chosen? I'll post after she does.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+8=20 Friday October 11th, 2002 7:08:18 AM
Zeoll engages the young messenger in conversation (in wemic) and tries to pry out of him what the filed will be made of (sand, grass, or what?). Or at least what it was in the past here. [OOC: Diplomacy check is 20]
Turning to Kenisha, Zeoll asks her to decide on a Team Captain to meet with Geaseth.
Kenisha Friday October 11th, 2002 7:30:48 AM
Kenisha nods to Brahmah. "You can be the Team Leader. I suppose it's a kindness that Geaseth chose six players."
Turning to Zeoll she says, "Mage hand can usually lift only 5 pounds. Two casters with it would have to work together, but that's a moot point unless someone else besides Ceira and I are mages. I don't know that spell. And with six players on the opposing team, I'm asking to be excused from play for.... obvious reasons." She smiles ruefully at that.
Kale Friday October 11th, 2002 9:07:37 AM
"I guess that means the rest of us are playing." Kale says to the others. "What are our individual rolls, Captain?"
Flat-top Friday October 11th, 2002 9:53:13 AM
"Well, done, Kenisha." Flat-top pipes in, "I was hoping for One of our two Minotaurs to be Captain. They seem to have a six sense between Sports and battles. If there's going to be any hanky panky (cheating) beginning to happen, Ceira and Zeoll will sense that too. And I know that there'll be pits for us Centaurs, I also have this feeling that this game is weighted on their side, Just like the last time we went into the arena. We won by default, the judges were honest."
Zeoll (with a forbidden second post in one day!) Friday October 11th, 2002 10:36:32 AM
"Oh, um, well, *I* can cast Mage Hand! Can you, Ceirra?"
"Brrahmah, please rrequest chains or rropes -- so that we can haul a taurr out of a pit if he falls in one."
[OOC: Janell, can spell casters bring in their components? Since they are allowing spell casting, probably they can, right?]
Brahmah Friday October 11th, 2002 5:34:06 PM
Somewhat excited that he now holds the title of 'captain', albeit, the short lived title, he begins thinking of things to request for the sport.
"Well, I need a list of the team and their duties....let me think. Kale, Flat-top, Ceira, Zeoll, Leets and myself. Wait... that leaves us one Taur short, because Kenisha is out. Aw, yes, I'll request that Rhirehan play in her place. It's for his Honor too, I guess. Besides, he's got no love for Geaseth. Now, ropes (50+feet on single lengths), a Falchion or two on the walls (He smiles saying this), some light weight armors for Leets and myself, long wooden(or iron) poles (15+ feet long)..... anything else? Maybe Kenisha would like to sit in with the referees or judges? Tactics.... casters should ready to Web the opponents spikeballs before they score, or cast something else to hinder their scoring. I'll request that points be taken to 5 like Zeoll mentioned."
OOC:If anyone else has ideas, let me know.
Zeoll the Lesser talks tactics Saturday October 12th, 2002 7:52:20 PM
"As I said beforre, if it is grrassy, I will use entangle in frront of theirr goal. I also intend to cast Grrease on any ball closerr to them than to us. If therre is no grrass, I will use a Detection spell to find snarres and pits -- If I say "invisible ball," I mean pit! If I say ""good guy," I mean trrap! By using code words we can confuse the enemy. Rrememberr! "Invisible ball" is pit! "Good guy" is trrap!"
"Note that my Grrease rrange is only 30 feet! My Entangle rrange is 440 feet!"
"If I see a Chosen nearr a grreased ball, wait forr me to say "Bomb! Duck!" -- that means I have reemoved the Grrease and you can pick the ball up!"
"If I am singing, I'll weave these code worrds into my song! So pay attention!"
"Brrahmah, who do you want on defense, and who on offense?"
[OOC: Folks, some advice: be prepared to use Readied attacks! Like these, for example:
-- I get ready to pick up the ungreased ball when I hear Zeoll say "Bomb! Duck!"
-- I ready a charge and disarm attack on the enemy ball carrier when he is within reach -- so I can knock the ball out of his hands!]
Brahmah (sorry, yet another post) Saturday October 12th, 2002 10:48:52 PM
"On defense, Ceira, Zeoll and Flat-top. On Offense, myself, Leets, Kale and Rhirehan. If they have more defense than us, I may change to defense in game. As for the codes, those might get confusing. We'll try to remember.
I'd like one ball, but two would be fine, not more than two. Kale, could you be a runner? I know your quick-hoofed.
For scoring, I'd suggest a formation using our defense, a 'X or V' formation with the scorer/runner in the middle of defenders. Don't be afraid to be aggressive, if you have to, sacrifice so your team can score! I know I'll be getting hurt, no doubt." He smiles.
"Kenisha, what do you suggest? We haven't heard much from you. Are you going to prepare spells we can use?"
Brahmah thinks hard for a moment if there is anything else before the meeting with Geaseth.
"Oh! Can you cast disturbing spells Zeoll? That bright one that flares in your face and stops you? And those dancing lights?" He gets a wicked grin of his face. "They said 'no potions', but do GOODBERRIES count? Could you make us a pocket full of those, just in case? Give each of us one or two."
He starts scribbling on a piece of paper, a list of things to remember for the meeting.
OOC: If anyone, like Kenisha and Leets (who hasn't said much), has plans I have no idea about, let me know. I'll take all suggestions into consideration. :)
Leets Sunday October 13th, 2002 8:16:32 AM
"I'm no expert in Spikeball Brahmah, I'll trust you about what we must do in this...I don't think I'll need armor during the game, particularly in offense, I'll need to run really fast. It's too bad potions aren't allowed before, I still had an Expeditious Retreat in my bag... As for the spells, calling Domi's holy name on our team is probably the best thing I can do..."
Flat-top Sunday October 13th, 2002 11:47:03 AM
"I think your right, the plans are forming fine, I light those ideas. Now I hope the other team fight err err I mean plays fair." Flat-top has this 'I'm Ashamed" grim on his face.
Rules and Limitations (DM Janell) Sunday October 13th, 2002 10:14:08 PM
Rhirehan smiles in appreciation as Brahmah decides to add him to the team. "Thank you, I'll try not to let you down" he says with a wink. The messenger disengages his conversation with Zeoll before answering his question and quickly jots down the team list, as well as noting that Brahmah is the captain. He then departs, mentioning something about many preparations left to be made. Rhirehan smiles at Zeoll. "It has been a long time since we have had a Spikeball tournament, but I seem to remember that the field is made of grass."
After most of the important tactics have been discussed, there is plenty of time for a short rest for those who are interested before the evening meal. Rhasa makes a sumptuous meal with an odd, but tasty assortment of some form of green vegetables and meat mixed together. Conversation is light around the dinner table as most are excited about the upcoming tournament. As usually, Sheras babbles on and on excitedly about how exciting it is going to be, while Ybi sits back and listens with interest at the discussion of various tactics. Soon after the meal is finished, the guards who have been watching you asks Brahmah to accompany them back to the Elder's Council.
Back at the building, Geaseth shoots an ugly look at Brahmah as he enters. An elder steps forward. "Team captains, we will now set the conditions of the tournament. You elders have decided that play will be to a score of 3. Due to the seriousness of the accusations in this case, your elders have also decided on the losers of the tournament will be taken out, whipped, chained and hobbled in the square for 24 hours. The graying wemic looks Brahmah in the eyes as he continues. "Since several of your party are not wemics, and therefore not subject to our laws, they may choose instead to be banished from the island for life...if you should loose." The elder pauses before continuing. "As tradition dictates, you are allowed four specific requests. In addition, you must determine how many balls will be in play. Since Geaseth is the accuser, he shall present his requests first."
Geaseth bows before the elder, and pauses before making his requests. "Most honorable elder, we wish for there to be three balls in play. As for our requests, they are simple...we ask for the following weapons on the field, a battle axe, great and longswords, and spiked chains." The elder nods his head as the young messenger from earlier in the evening jots down the requests. The elder turns his attention to Brahmah. "And what of your team, what are your four requests?"
Brahmah, The Chosen's Team Captain Monday October 14th, 2002 12:37:20 AM
The warrior ignores Geaseth's stoney stare. Brahmah listens with a smile then replies with the Chosen's requests. "Exalted Elder, our requests are also simple. We would like 50 foot lengths of rope, several solid wooden poles more than 15 feet long, a sack of tangle foot bags (which are not magical) and nets. As for the number of balls, I didn't want more than two spikeballs, but I'll happily agree to three." He turns to Geaseth and smiles. "We have a long day tomorrow, I'd best get off to bed."
Going back to meet with the Chosen, Brahmah states a few concerns. He makes sure he wasn't followed, doubling back once. "Okay, I requested nets, poles, tanglefoot bags and rope. They 'Accusers' requested their weaponry, a battle axe, long and great swords and spiked chains. Kale, I have a feeling that they will go there tonight to sabotage the field. I don't believe it's guarded. I would like you to go and stake out the arena without being seen so that we do know what has been done to it before we step one hoof on that field. Understand! If you don't want to, I understand. Kenisha, what do you want to do?"
OOC:Zeoll, I believe spell components are NON-MAGICAL until used for casting, they might be allowed without asking for them.
Brahmah (additional) Monday October 14th, 2002 12:42:52 AM
"Oh, the axe means the tatooed freak will be on the team, undoubtedly." He smiles as he tells his friends, laying back ready to rest.
Flat-top Monday October 14th, 2002 4:48:01 AM
After the wonderful meal, Flat-top smiles at the Captain "Your right,Brahmah, We should all rest tomorrow is a very big day." Echo Flat-top. But as he leaves for his room (that he shares with Leets) Flat-top stop in front of young Ybi, takes his Morning Star from around his neck, coils it and hand it to young Ybi "I would like for you to take very good care of this weapon, it was given to me by Domi himself. Keep it safe until my return (occ here Flat-top lowers his voice so only Ybi can hear) If I don't come back, Domi will tell you what to do with this special weapon. He always comes and tells you what he want you to do in dreams."
Flat-top is off to bed, BUT before he drops off to sleep, he look out side the window and prays "Domi, Please let me come back and retrieve my Morning Star."
Zeoll the Lesser 2d4(4+2)=6 2d4(1+1)=2 (goodberries) Monday October 14th, 2002 7:31:59 AM
In case they are allowed, Zeoll the Lesser casts two Goodberry spells before retiring for the night. He makes 8 magic berries.
He makes a mental note to ask if he can bring them onto the playing field before the bout begins.
The next morning he prepares the following druid spells: Entangle (x2), Cure Minor Wounds (x2), Guidance.
He reminds everybody that as a bard he plans to cast two Grease spells, and maybe Flare and Mage Hand.
He has some questions for his felow spell casters: "Ceirra, can you cast Mage Hand? Do you want to be rready to use it with me if we have the opporrtunity? You can only move a ball 15 feet at a go with the spell, so we cannot use it to do much -- but we could use it to put a ball in the goal. Or maybe to lift one out of a pit."
"Kenisha, do you know Mage Arrmorr orr any otherr spells you can cast on us beforre we get to the playing field?"
"And it may be that the numberr of weapons is limited! If so, rrememberr, everrybody, that even if you do not use a weapon, if you grrab one, that's a weapon ourr foes do not have."
"And if they do give us the tanglefoot bags, grrab those rright away! We don't want ourr enemies to use them on us!"
"And rrememberr what Brrahmah said: Defense: Ceirra, me and Flat-top. Offense: Brrahmah, Leets, Kale, and Rrhirrehan."
Kale d20+8=17 d20=10 Monday October 14th, 2002 9:23:37 AM
"Well, I can go look for a little while, but i dont want to play this game on no sleep." Kale says as he tries to leave(move silently check of 17) then he watches the fields until he gets tired and heads back(hide check of 10)
Leets Monday October 14th, 2002 10:39:09 AM
Leets prepares for the game as well as he can, not really knowing what it will look like on the field...He prays, trying to draw Domi's attention on the event that is about to occur, which is very important for the future of the Taur race. Wearing off his heavy armor, he also notice that his wounds are more serious than he thought.
"Zeoll, maybe you could help in some way. Although it's not that painful, it would be better if I had recovered my full health before the game..."
(Current HP 35/58, 40 in the morning, saving the lay on hands for the game and preparing "Bless")
Before you were summoned to the elders, you made a visit to the cleric's tent and were fully healed. You are up to your max hp.---Janell
Ceira Monday October 14th, 2002 11:09:27 AM
(OOC: How heavy is the ball?)
"No Zeoll, I do not have the ability to cast Mage Hand. But remember that I have a much stronger version through the use of Unseen Servant. I will be able to command it to carry 20 lb. or drag 100 lb. for 4 hours. Plus, I don't have to maintain concentration on him and focus on my defense.
(OOC: Can I cast three Unseen Servants? If I can, here are my tactics:
I would like to have three around me in a triangle. They stand 35 feet from me [I'm in the center] so each Unseen Servant stands 60 feet from each other [equilateral triangle]
If someone comes rushing after a ball, I will command the Unseen Servant to throw it to a different Unseen Servant farthest from the attacker. This will give me a chance to fight off the defender. If I fail, I will repeat my command to throw it to an Unseen Servant farthest from the attacker.
Rinse. Repeat. SCORE!!!)
The spikeball weighs 10 lb. If you wish, you may summon three unseen servants :)---Janell
Kenisha Monday October 14th, 2002 9:44:10 PM
Kenisha puts on a brave face, but throughout the meal and all the planning, she frets about the outcome of the game.
"Beware of Geaseth. I fear he will try something. If not before the game, then during. He is not one to be trusted to follow the rules. He feels that his cause is worth any offense. Ours is the harder way. We must prevail through fairness and truth."
"I think that it will be a very good idea if I sit with the judges. That way I can be close at hand if treachery happens."
ooc-Kenisha will ask if it is allowable and if she can cast Detect Magic on the teams and the field before the game begins.
Spikeball!!!!!!!!!!
Ready, Set, Go! (DM Janell) Tuesday October 15th, 2002 11:36:51 AM
Ybirard stares up at Flat-top in awe as he hands him the morningstar. "I will guard it with my life until you return. Play well and restore our honor." Rhirehan grins at the exchange, and then turns to the Chosen. "Come, we should rest. We will need our strength for the Tournament." He bids you a good night, and turns in with Rhasa.
As Kale tries to sneak out, one of the escorts follows him on the way to the field. Before he gets to the field, the guard turns Kale back. "It is not right to see the field before the Tournament. Do not worry, Geaseth will not see it either."
The night passes uneventfully, and you awake feeling refreshed and relaxed. Sheras pounces up and down in the kitchen as Rhasa cooks breakfast. "Oh, wowsy, a Spikeball Tournament...I can't wait! Oooo, I'm gonna sit up in front, and root for Mr. Flat-top, no wait, maybe Mr. Zeoll. No, I'll root for you all!" Rhasa smiles and kisses Rhirehan "Play well, husband. We will cheer for you."
Shortly after your meal, your escorts lead you a small tent set up just outside the field. There, you are given robes to wear during the Tournament. Fighters are given purple robes, and spellcasters are given red robes. You are inspected for any contraband items (yes, spell components are allowed), and Zeoll asks about his goodberries. The guards regretfully inform him that they are not allowed in the Tournament. They also notify the party that no spells are to be cast before the Tournament begins. Meanwhile, Kenisha is ushered to the judges booth, where she is placed in the seat of honor.
There is a short wait, and then the party is escorted onto the field. The sight is quite breathtaking. The huge green field practically glows in the early morning light. And the roar of the crowd is stunning as you enter the playing field, and the two teams are lined up on opposite ends of the field. The graying elder from the previous meeting enters the field. "We are gathered here to determine Domi's will. May Domi bless the innocent. The tournament will begin at the sound of the horn." The elder leaves the field, and a young wemic in the judge's booth sounds the horn.
Good luck! Map's in the mail.---Janell
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday October 15th, 2002 1:37:01 PM
Zeoll immediately acts, hoping to catch everybody off guard. Calling on Domi's bravery and the power of nature casts his Entangle spell. He centers it right in the moat, on the far side. With any luck, plants start to writhe and grasp all within 40 feet of the point. That's an 80-foot diameter.
It is Zeoll's intention, in this way, to Entangle both the other team AND the opposing goal, but NOT the spikeballs.
[Out of Character: as I calculate it, centered on point B-C-19-20, with a "40-ft.-radius spread," the Entangles area should include 12A THRU D; 13A THRU F; 14A THRU G; 15A THRU H; 16A THRU I; 17A THRU I; 18A THRU J; 19A THRU J; 20A THRU J; 21A THRU J
Note the effect:
"Grasses, weeds, bushes, and even trees wrap, twist, and entwine about creatures in the area or those who enter the area, holding them fast. An entangled creature suffers a --2 penalty to attack rolls, suffers a --4 penalty to effective Dexterity, and can't move. An entangled character who attempts to cast a spell must make a Concentration check (DC 15) or lose the spell. She can break free and move half her normal speed by using a full-round action to make a Strength check or an Escape Artist check (DC 20). A creature who succeeds at a Reflex saving throw is not entangled but can still move at only half speed through the area. Each round, the plants once again attempt to entangle all creatures who have avoided or escaped entanglement."
The spell, cast by Zeoll, lasts 1 minute (10 rounds). The reflex save DC for Zeoll's spell is a 13.
End Out of Character]
After casting his spell, Zeoll moves carefully from 8P to 12L in a straight line. As he walks, he looks at the huge mass of writhing plants he has transformed. He has only one word to say.
"Wowsy!"
Leets Tuesday October 15th, 2002 4:07:56 PM
"May Domi bring the light of truth on this field, and courage in our hearts!"
"Let's go my friend, it's high time to show who's wrong and who's right!"
OOC: Leets cast Bless on the team. This is not my complete post, and if you agree Janell I will add more later. I just don't want the game to begin without Domi's blessing :)
You have my blessing to do the blessing. ;)---Janell
Flat-top Tuesday October 15th, 2002 4:43:34 PM
Flat-top arrives at the arena and takes off all his clothing, to show that he is not wearing anything illegal. Then he put on the purple robe. And bows his head for the blessing. Out on to the field they go, Flat-top follows Captain Brahmah, "I don't know but I feel better to day. You lead Captain and I'll follow."
ooc: Since Flat-top is not on the map, I cannot tell where he is or where he is going, but he will be following Brahmah if that makes it easy for you.
Whopsee...Sorry Ceil, consider him in P10. Feel free to repost.---Janell
Brahmah, on Offense Tuesday October 15th, 2002 7:44:25 PM
OOC note:I noticed that the other team has only 5 players and Geaseth, and ours has 6 players plus Brahmah, oh well. :D Whispering to the spellcaster, "Ceira, find the nets, tie it in front of our goal so that they can't score. Use the poles and rope if you must. Do it soon!" Brahmah grins impishly. Thinking to himself, 'Gosh, I hope none of the Chosens wemics are afraid of water!' He grimaces. Brahmah, nods his head to Flat-top's words, saying, "Remember, your defense. Follow me my friend!" The dark haired minoTaur charges (running 60 feet) into the field diagnally coming to a stop on *I-11* to just in front of the Spikeballs, just as the possessed field comes alive with roots and vines. 'Wowsy is right.' The warrior thinks to himself. It slips from his mind that there might be traps or pits between here and there. Then a horrifying thought hits the great warriors head, like a bolt of lightning. 'Wait, don't we have to score in that goal?!'
OOC: Think tactically friends. :)
Ceira Wednesday October 16th, 2002 12:22:30 AM
"Ugh..." Ceira cringes at Brahmah's comment. "I... I... don't think I can do that. Recall my glorious ride on ships? I don't mix well with water. I can't really explain why. I just... can't. Sorry. I'll still take the net and have my Unseen Servant do it."
Ceira casts her first Unseen Servant next to Brahmah on P3.
(OOC: Is the net big enough? Will it cost me a turn to give a command?)
Flat-top Wednesday October 16th, 2002 1:41:38 AM
Flat-top give the 'got it sign'and galops to be almost beside Brahmah (K 12). Thinking to him self *Wowzy! how are we supose to get a goal in there, we realy need you now Domi?*
Kenisha Wednesday October 16th, 2002 1:46:22 AM
Kenisha sits in the booth and watches anguishly as the game begins. She chants softly, "Go, Chosen, go."
Leets, definitively on offense (and blessed) Wednesday October 16th, 2002 4:42:02 AM
"Here we go!"
Using his (unarmored) centaur speed, Leets moves to P12, glancing at the opponents. He grabs the first things he finds on the weapon rack, and then comes to L12, ready for some traps on his way...
Kale Wednesday October 16th, 2002 9:10:09 AM
as soon as he hears the whistle, Kale runs to the weapons rack and picks up the nearest weapon. then he moves as far as he can to the spikeballs, wondering how he's going to score through all the wiggling grass
Off to a Good Start (DM Janell) d20+7=22 d20+4=17 d20+4=14 d20+3=17 d20+8=23 d20+4=9 d4=4 d8=5 d20+5=21 d20+4=6 d6=6 Thursday October 17th, 2002 12:26:12 AM
As the Tournament begins, Leets calls for Domi's protection and guidance on the Chosen. You feel warmth flood your body as Domi blesses you. Meanwhile, Zeoll decides to tip the favors in the Chosen's odds by doing a preemptive strike. At the last minute he realizes his impending error of blocking the goal that the Chosen need to score in, and redirects the entangle spell. The grass around the opposing team begins to grow and tries to wrap itself around the opposing team members.
Brahmah sprints for the spikeball, and makes it about ¾ of the way there when his fears are confirmed. A knot forms in his stomach as he realizes that there is no ground underneath his hoofs. He falls 10 feet (Failed tumble check with 6...takes 6 pts damage) and lands with a loud "Ooof" on the ground. Looking around, he discovers that the pit he has fallen into is circular and just barely large enough to turn around in (roughly 10 foot in diameter), and has rough walls (lots of hand holds). As he gazes up, Brahmah sees Flat-top staring down at him. He estimates that if he is lucky, he can probably jump high enough to grab a foot hold and pull himself out of the pit (Roll a jump check, please).
Flat-top sprints along with Brahmah, when he suddenly disappears. It's almost as if the ground swallowed him up. Flat-top stares at the last place he saw the mighty minotaur, but only sees nice green grass!
In the meantime, Ceira calls up an unseen servant. It positions itself 35 feet from her and awaits a further command.
Kale and Leets sprint for the weapons rack. Kale grabs a spiked chain, and Leets snags a 50 foot length of rope. The two Chosen sprint toward the spikeballs, and Leets (sorry, Zeoll was already in L12) hears something grunting and moving under the grass to his right (ie the fallen, but not visible Brahmah). Due to his slower move rate (30 feet), Kale is barely able to reach the weapons rack this round. The following items are on EACH rack: 1 longsword, 1 Greatsword, 1 Greataxe, 1 Spiked chain, 2 50 foot lengths of rope, 2 20 foot wooden poles, 4 tangle foot bags, and 2 nets.
Rhirehan spots Brahmah's fall into the pit, and decides to avoid the area altogether. He sprints for the spikeballs, hoping to take advantage of the Chosen's early start. He is able to reach the closest spikeball, and bends down to pick it up.
Back in the stands, Sheras' little head pokes around the corner of the judges' booth, and she too takes up Kenisha's chant of "Go, Chosen, Go." Rhasa joins in too, and soon, as small chorus is heard urging the brave Taurs on to victory.
Meanwhile, your opponents don't seem very thrilled as they struggle against the grass at their feet. Luck seems to be on their side though, as only Liontaur #7 (quite possibly one of the largest wemics you've ever seen!) becomes entangled. The fighter hurls obscenities at the grass that entwines around his massive legs as he begins to rip himself out of the entangling vegetation (made Strength check :( ). Geaseth shuffles toward the spikeballs, and manages to make it to the edge of the entangled area when suddenly he disappears from view! Two of the new liontaurs (#5 &6) as well as the tattooed freak (Wo) and Liontaur #2 manage to slog their way free of the vegetation. The slim form of Liontaur #6 bolts toward a spikeball (double move), and you get a good look at his closely shaved head as he too bends down to pick it up. In the interim, Liontaur #5 casts a spell. Liontaur #2 and the freak hustle over to the weapons rack.
Brahmah, very upset Taur d20+5=23 Thursday October 17th, 2002 2:10:43 AM
Hurling his own obsenities at the walls of the hole, mixing the slurs in common and Tauric.
Clearing his head, he braces his back against walls of the hole, and his hooves on the other side and crawls inching slowly up (making a climb check 23). As he makes it to the top, he looks around to reassess his position. He gesters in the direction of the rack to Kale and Ceira.
Brahmah looks at the hole, then at the rack, and turns, bolting for the poles on his teams rack. "Kale, give me the poles Friend!" Running for the rack, passing Zeoll, he points at the Chosens goal. "Zeoll, Entangle ours!!"
Ceira Thursday October 17th, 2002 2:45:43 AM
Ceira takes one step to her right to P8 and commands Unseen Servant #1 to move south to M3. She then proceeds to summon Unseen Servant #2 on P12 and will command it to pick up the nearest net and to toss it to her feet on P9.
Flat-top Thursday October 17th, 2002 3:14:50 AM
Flat-top races along with Brahmah, when all of a sudden Brahmah disappears from view. "I knew it, I knew it. Traps." Flat-top gets down on his front knees (His hind end is up in the air) and feeling the ground with his hand, going towards the beautiful sounds of Brahmah bellowing. Flat-top find the pit and the human half of him disappears into the grass. Flattop sees that Brahmah is almost to the top of Flat-topthe pit and give the Captain a hand up. "Thanks to the your choice of words, Captain. That was how I was able to find you, Now how do we mark the pit. Long poles?"
Tsk, tsk...remember the rules...if you fall in, you gotta get out on your own...wouldn't want the Chosen to lose due to dishonorable actions ;)---Janell
Kale Thursday October 17th, 2002 4:36:52 AM
moving back to the rack, Kale grabs a pole and tosses it to Braham. then he motions that he's going towards the goal and then runs down the sideline towards the goal
Zeoll the Lesser Thursday October 17th, 2002 7:51:17 AM
[OOC: Thanks, Janell, for fixing my Entangle so I didn't get the wrong goal!]
Zeoll takes a five-foot step back to M12 so that he is out of Flat-top's way. Then he casts his second entangle on the correct goal, the one into which the enemy wants to place the balls! If he can, he'll also entangle all or maybe part of the other side's weapons rack too. (Janell, I'll leave that for you to decide, unless you want me to do it like last time?)
Then he moves from M12 to M8 and then to L7, staying out of the Entangle.
Ummm...there is no Liontaur F1, Flat-top is next to you. No need to make that 5 foot step...you may move to a different position on the map if you wish. Yes, Cayzle, please email it back to me...that way there's no confusion about where you wanted it placed ;)---Janell
[OOC: Sorry! I thought Flat-top was the enemy! I fixed it above! I'll still end up in square L7. -- Cayzle]
[Oh, and here is the list of squares hit with the second Entangle: 1A-K; 2A-K, 3A-K, 4A-K, 5A-K, 6A-K, 7A-J, 8A-J, 9A-I, 10A-H, 11A-F]
Turn About's Fair Play (DM Janell) d20=16 d6=6 d20+7=21 Thursday October 17th, 2002 2:19:22 PM
Flat-top decides to give his Captain a hand, but remembers it is against the rules, and lets Brahmah do it on his own. In record time, Brahmah climbs out of the pit and is back in the game again. Ceira summons another unseen servant, and a net floats from the rack and lands at her feet. Remember, an unseen servant can only move 15 ft a round, so Unseen servant #1 is now at P6. Also, the unseen servant will keep doing a task over and over until you command it otherwise.
Kale chucks a 20 foot pole over to Brahmah and then moves to defend the Chosen's goal. He makes it most of the way there when he hears the familiar sound of Zeoll casting a spell. The grass around the Chosen's goal begins to wriggle.
Rhirehan grabs the spikeball in front of him, and the sharp needles that surround the ball bite the skin on his hands. Ignoring the pain, he runs toward the opponent's goal, and is about to throw the spikeball, when he too disappears from sight (along with the spikeball he's holding)!
Liontaur #5 smiles faintly, and then casts a spell. He begins to speak in a very strange sounding language. The grass that was attempting to entangle the freak and Liontaurs #2 and #6 uncurls from their legs, allowing them free motion once again. The freak and Liontaur #2 nod their thanks to the spellcaster, grab weapons from the rack, and then take up defensive positions in front of the last remaining spikeball.
Liontaur #7 tears himself free from the grass that entangled him, and makes for the Chosen's unentangled weapons rack.
The lean looking, bald headed wemic (Liontaur #6) sprints for the Chosen's goal, and promptly disappears from sight, along with the spikeball he was carrying.
Geaseth climbs out of the pit like a spider, and moves toward the last remaining spikeball. He bends over to pick it up.
Brahmah d20+3=10 d20+5=22 Friday October 18th, 2002 1:17:11 AM
Brahmah picks up the pole at his feet, then turns and pokes around on the field where he thinks the hole is until it falls. When he finds it, he drops the pole into the hole. Then he turns and moves diagonally to O-13, cursing at the brambles. (Reflex save 10 and Strength Check 22 to move). He grins when he sees lionTaur #7.
Kale d20+8=15 Friday October 18th, 2002 2:08:24 AM
seeing that one of the wemics is about to cross the moat, Kale charges liontaur #6, using his chain to knock the ball out of his hands(hit ac 15)
DM Janell Friday October 18th, 2002 7:21:52 AM
Just to make sure we're clear...you are NOT entangled by the liontaur's spell...he just unentangled his own team.
Ceira Friday October 18th, 2002 10:33:17 AM
If allowed, she'll command Unseen Servant #1 to move from M3 to L1. She will also command Unseen Servant #2 to grab the second net on the weapon's rack and throw it at Liontaur #7.
Although not certain where Liontaur #6 went, Ceira decides to take advantage of this momentary pause before he reappears. She takes one step back to P8 and then casts Silent Image at her goal. She will cast it to fit all spaces in column 1 and 2 (OOC: Eight 10-ft cube maximum). Her image will be to recreate the grassy field, the watery moat, but the illusion will be to shift the goal to squares M1, L1, K1.
(OOC: Might be too many turns here but I'll leave that up to you. Unseen servants are not allowed an attack roll. If throwing a net is considered an attack then I'll command it to throw it to square N15 for a random shot.)
Flat-top d20+10=18 d4+4=8 Friday October 18th, 2002 11:18:31 AM
Flat-top Remembers to rules, "Sorry! Captain!" But notices that the weimic (Ge) is picking up the ball, Flat-top will gallop to Him han hit him with his fist, hoping to make him drop the ball.
OOC: To hit ac18 damage 8hp.
Zeoll the Lesser Sunday October 20th, 2002 3:03:44 PM
Seeing Kale has a handle on the liontaur near the goal, and since the leader of the enemy side is well protected, Zeoll decides to cast Grease on Geaseth's ball. He takes a half step forward -- just in spell range, just out of attack range of liontaur #5. He casts his spell.
(OOC: "objects wielded or employed by creatures receive a Reflex saving throw to avoid the effect. If the initial saving throw fails, the creature immediately drops the item. A saving throw must be made each round the creature attempts to pick up or use the greased item.")
Kenisha Sunday October 20th, 2002 11:43:21 PM
Still chanting, Kenisha scans the playing field. "Watch out!" she cries, "Geaseth has a ball!"
Leets Monday October 21st, 2002 12:31:27 PM
The Centaur Paladin, not rellay getting what happened to Brahmah, is glad to see him back. Now seeing Rhirehan disappearing in the same way, Leets moves to K17, ready to help their ally while his friends defend their own goal...
"Rhirehan!Hey! Where are you?!"
Oh The Suspense! (DM Janell) d20+4=19 d4=4 d20+7=9 d20+4=16 d20+9=14 d20+3=18 d20-4=3 d6=6 d8=4 d6=6 d8=8 d6=3 d20+11=12 d20+12=15 d20+3=21 d20+12=23 d12+5=8 Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 1:15:10 AM
Brahmah marks the pit with the pole and then moves to intercept Liontaur #7. Ceira moves unseen servant #1 (who is now at L1) . Unseen servant #2 throws it's net. The net flies through the air, and overshoots Liontaur #7 and lands on top of the grass in M16. Note: I'm assuming that these are combat nets. So, if you want to try again with the net, someone will have to spend 2 rounds...three for the unseen servant, to refold the net. The wemic watches as the net flies over the top of his head, and almost rubs his eyes in disbelief as the Chosen's goal moves across the field!
Kale spots Liontaur #6 heading in to make a score, and charges toward the last spot that he saw the wemic. Unfortunately, he finds himself tumbling about 4 feet, to fall heavily on the wemic's back. Disoriented for a few seconds, Kale quickly discovers that he has fallen into a pit trap that is roughly 10 feet wide, and would be 10 feet deep if he wasn't on the back of Liontaur #6 who apparently fell into the trap before Kale. The lean wemic crumples underneath Kale's weight (don't worry, he's not dead), and Kale notices that the spikeball lies near the wemic's head. Since there is really only enough room for one wemic to turn himself around, Kale finds it extremely difficult to get to his feet (-4 penalty to get up from prone). Kale also notes that if he could manage to stand up, he could probably climb out of the pit if he was lucky (climb check if you are successful in standing from the prone state).
Flat-top's blow connects with Geaseth's jaw, but the wemic does not drop the spikeball. Zeoll comes in for the assist, and casts his spell. The ball in Geaseth's hands is instantaneously covered with grease. Greaseth's grip on the ball falters, and it slips from his hands onto the ground. Geaseth looks over his shoulder and growls at Zeoll.
Leets goes over to check on Rhirehan. He hears the wemic's voice come up from the ground in front of him. "I'm down here. Be careful, there's a pit down here! I'm going to throw the ball up. Catch it and throw it in the goal." The spikeball flies up through the grass, but flies over the top of Leets head, and lands with a thump on the grass in L16.
Geaseth begins to chant in draconic, and soon the spikeball at his feet is no longer covered in grease. Geaseth reaches down and picks it up again. The spines prick the skin on his hands again, but he smiles in triumph.
Liontaur #2 and Worgerg (the tattooed freak) shove their way in front of Flat-top in order to block Geaseth. They both swing their weapons at Flat-top, but neither are able to connect!
Liontaur #5 chants in druidic, and an eagle flies into the arena.
Meanwhile, down in the pit, the bald headed Liontaur #6 struggles to rise to his feet, but is kept prone thanks to Kale's weight which bares down on top of him. "Hey, you big lug, get off of me!" the wemic pants.
Liontaur #7 is not deterred by Brahmah's arrival, and heads over to the weapons rack. He picks up a great axe, and moves in to engage the Chosen's captain. His powerful blow connects with Brahmah, but barely nicks him (8 hp damage).
Brahmah d20+9=18 d6+9=11 Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 5:17:00 AM
OOC: No Map?! The brambles are not affecting Brahmah? Okay, I want to assume that I could have got to the rack then.
Brahmah takes a 5 foot step toward the racks (into P-14, diagonally from 0-13), picks up one of the 20 foot long poles with both hands and swings around attempting to catch the wemic in small of the back (where the taur and humanoid halves meet).
(I'll use the damage of a quarter staff initially when swinging the pole, 1d6)
Brahmah hits AC 18 for 11 damage breaking the pole over the wemics back.(6 damage from primary hand plus second hand +3). "Cross me kitten!? This is a GAME! Play it!" The captain shouts at the liontaur. "Drop the axe and pick up a BALL! be Honorable."
Leets d20+4=16 Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 7:43:12 AM
Leets'heart beats hard as he hear Rhirehan's words and see the ball flying over his head. Surprisingly finding himself alone with the ball, Leets trots, picks up the spiked ball without hesitating and tries to throw it in the goal...(rolled a 16).
OOC: I don't have the map right now, so I hope we're not that far away from the goal...(what's the range for a spikeball by the way?)
Kale d20=15 d20+6=21 d3+4=7 Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 8:58:13 AM
trying to get up(check of 15), Kale kicks the the wemic in the head for good measure(ac 21 for 7 pts). then he grabs for the spikeball and tucks it in his arms. "How's your head." he asks the wemic
Flat-top d20+7=19 d20+10=22 d20+10=27 d4+4=8 d4+4=8 d4+4=7 Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 1:33:31 PM
Flat-top is without any weapons, he's fighting with his fist and hooves (without the hooves shoes) "In the name of fair play, Almie and Domi. Take this!" Flat-top hit (Lt#2) right on the jaw (hit AC 19 - doing 8hp of damages) then rears hitting (Wo) with his hooves (Hit AC 22 and AC 27 - doing damages of 8hp and 7hp). "Go ahead I'll be with you in a minute."
Zeoll the Lesser Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 8:12:44 PM
Switching his tail back and forth in frustration, Zeoll the Lesser casts ANOTHER Grease spell on Geaseth's ball!
Then he takes a step toward the druid near him, hoping for an attack of opportunity if the druid tries another spell (At least the opposing druid will have to step back to cast safely).
Kenisha Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 10:42:21 PM
Watching the game i a bit of confusion, Kenisha goes back to chanting for her side. "Go, Chosen, Go! Go, Chosen, Go!"
Ceira Tuesday October 22nd, 2002 10:57:59 PM
Ceira leaves her Unseen Servants alone and continues to concentrate on the Silent Image.
Chosen One...Geaseth Zero!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (DM Janell) d20+7=18 d6=2 d6=1 d20+6=7 d20+7=23 d20+3=7 d20+11=23 2d6(1+5)+3=9 d20+8=22 d20+3=17 d3=2 d20+11=29 d20+8=26 d20+8=25 2d4(1+4)+6=11 d20+12=18 d12+5=8 d20+2=22 Wednesday October 23rd, 2002 9:36:16 PM
His heart racing, Leets picks up the spikeball next to him (it does 2 damage to your hands) and hurls it toward Geaseth's goal. Time seems to slow for Leets as he watches the ball soar over the moat and land with a thud on the grass inside the goal! The crowd roars with applause, and soon Kenisha's chant of "Go Chosen Go" is echoed by a thousand voices until the noise is almost deafening! As soon as the ball sets down inside the goal, it teleports back into the middle of the field (I11).
Meanwhile, Brahmah manages to break the 20 foot pole over the back of Liontaur #7, who barely flinches at the attack. On the other side of the field, Flat-top manages to more than hold his own as he engages in hoof to hoof combat with two armed opponents. Both wemics grunt as Flat-top's blows connect, but neither seem too terribly wounded.
Down in the pit, Kale mercilessly smacks his opponent in the head, and barely is able to regain his footing. He reaches down and picks up the spikeball, only to have the sharp spines dig into his skin (1 damage).
In the meantime, Zeoll and Ceira are kept busy with spellcasting. Ceira concentrates hard to keep up her illusion, while a frustrated Zeoll attempts to once again grease Geaseth's ball. This time, however, Geaseth manages to twist out of the way, just in time, and the ball is unaffected.
Down on the other end of the field, Rhirehan easily hoists himself out of the pit. He looks up at Leets and grins. "What do you say we get a pole and mark this pit?"
Geaseth grins wickedly at Zeoll as he sprints down the field. However, Zeoll soon has a reason of his own to smile as Geaseth comes zipping past him toward the illusionary goal! Zeoll takes a swipe at Geaseth as he sprints by, but fails to connect with his paw (rolled AC 7 for you...sorry :( ). Geaseth makes it to a point right in front of the Chosen's "goal", and makes a spectacular throw right into the middle of the net. He stands befuddled for a few minutes as nothing happens, and then begins to swear as he realizes that he has been duped by a simple illusion!
Liontaur #2 smirks at Flat-top, and then brings down the greatsword once again. This time he connects, and does 9 hp of damage. The freak spots the ball that was just teleported, and goes to take up a defensive position in front of it.
Liontaur #5 begins speaking in high pitched squeals and squeaking noises. The hawk flies toward the spikeball that just teleported into the center of the field, swoops down, and grabs the ball up in its talons, and carries it over to Geaseth.
The bald wemic (Liontaur #6) rolls over on his side with amazing deftness, causing Kale to loose his footing. The wemic quickly lashes out with his strong hind paws, and slashes into Kale's soft belly, doing 11hp of damage. The wemic grins wickedly at Kale. "Oh, my head's just fine. How's your stomach doing?" Kale and Liontaur #6 are now both in the prone position in opposite sides of the pit (man, that's a tight squeeze!).
Liontaur #7 just laughs at Brahmah and smashes the great axe into the brave warrior a second time...once again only inflicting 8 hp of damage.
Kale d20+4=18 d20+6=23 Wednesday October 23rd, 2002 10:19:22 PM
standing back up again(18 check), Kale shruggs off the wound and says "If you want the ball so bad, here you go!" then Kale launches the ball right into the wemic's face(hits AC 23 for i dont know how much damage, but my strength bonus is +4). then he picks up the ball and says "Want another shot?"
Ceira Thursday October 24th, 2002 2:40:17 AM
Breaking her concentration now will give away the REAL goal too soon. Ceira decides to take a gamble and continues to concentrate on her Silent Image. 'Maybe Geaseth will throw and miss again' she thinks to herself.
If Geaseth or the Eagle decides to approach the dormant spikeball on L1, Ceira will break her Silent Image and command Unseen Servant #1(already standing on L1) to pick up the ball and throw it as far as it can eastward towards Zeoll.
Brahmah d20+9=27 2d6(5+4)+6=15 Thursday October 24th, 2002 4:58:09 AM
Dodging Lt#7, AC 17 vs Lt#7. He keeps the 10 foot pole in his hand. Scowling at the wemic, Brahmah takes a 5 foot step into P-15, retrieves a greatsword off the rack (attack of opportunity on Brahmah), then turns and strikes out at Lt #7 hitting AC 27 for 15 DAMAGE. "Okay! Let's play then!" Brahmah roars with joy and smiles broadly.
Zeoll the Lesser d20+3=21 Thursday October 24th, 2002 7:26:51 AM
[OOC: I figure there's not enough time in a round for Geaseth to run (move action), throw (attack action), gape (free action?), and take the ball from the eagle (move-equivalent action). So I figure the ball is either in the eagle's claws or on the ground next to Geaseth. If not, let me know and I'll revise my turn.]
Zeoll moves to L7, then to L6, then to K5. As he moves, he gets his shield set for combat (readying a shield is a free action when combined with a move). Moreover, he also starts to sing (Bardic Song to Inspire Courage):
Geaseth, Geaseth, why so glum? Threw the ball and missed by some! Geaseth, Geaseth why so sad? Now you know your aim is bad!
(He's singing in wemic so he has no accent. But the taunting tone and jaunty tune should inspire even his friends who don't understand the words. As a result, allies get +1 to damage and attacks starting NEXT round.)
(So far that's a move action and two free actions.)
If the eagle is carrying the ball, then Zeoll tries to grab the ball away from the bird. That's a disarm attempt (Player's Handbook, page 137). The bird gets an attack of opportunity (Zeoll is AC 15). If the eagle hits, the disarm fails. If it misses, Zeoll and the eagle get opposed attack rolls, with size modifiers (I'll let you, Janell, figure out the size modifiers). Holy Smokes! Zeoll rolls a 21 on the disarm attempt! If his roll beats the eagle's, Zeoll now has the ball (since he has no weapon in hand). That's all he has time for this round.
If the ball is on the ground, Zeoll picks it up. That's a move-equivalent action that ends his turn. Moveover, it provokes attacks of opportunity against Zeoll from both eagle and Geaseth -- but unless those attacks kill him (AC 15, 28 hp), he then has the ball.
Flat-top d20+7=25 d4+4=7 d4+4=8 Thursday October 24th, 2002 10:41:35 AM
Flat-top winces in pain and hit him with his fist (25 critical hit -- damage 7+8=15) the weimic (Lt#2). Then run to defend Zeoll.
ooc: if Ceira is in trouble he'll cover her. But if Zeoll gets the ball Flat-top will cover him.
Leets Friday October 25th, 2002 7:42:33 AM
"YES!"
Says Leets joyful as the ball lands in the goal. He then see Rhirehan coming out of the pit, and regrets not to be able to help him.
"Are you ok? No wounds?" "You are right, we should put a pole here, so that none of us falls here...I don't know if there are poles remaining, all I have here is this long piece of rope..."
Leets gets a look at the things remaining on both side of the field, and also the chaos of the "battle" happening around the other goal...
"We would lose much time picking a pole and coming back here...I'll surround the pit with this rope...Anyway if we can't help those who fell, it doesn't really serves."
Leets, with Rhirehan's help, quickly surrounds the invisible pit, and then comes back to the game.
"Now here we go Rhirehan, we are needed!"
So Close.... (DM Janell) d20+12=27 d12+5=10 d6=4 d20+3=23 d20+3=22 d20+3=12 d3=1 d20+7=13 d20+7=10 d20+7=18 d20-4=8 d8=3 d6=4 d20+3=16 d6=1 d20+3=19 d20+3=15 d4+4=7 d4+4=8 d20+12=16 d12+4=14 d20+11=20 2d6(2+5)+3=10 d20+3=11 d20+3=23 d20+13=20 d20+6=18 Friday October 25th, 2002 6:20:37 PM
The battle continues to rage down in the pit. Showing no mercy towards his opponent (AC of 19), Kale finds a new use for the spikeball. The spines rake across the wemic's face and leave a large gash across his cheek.
Ceira holds her concentration on the goal and watches Geaseth carefully.
Down on the other side of the field, Brahmah carries on his match with the burly Liontaur #7 (AC is 16). As he steps toward the weapon rack, the wemic makes his attack of opportunity and connects, doing 10 hp of damage. After retrieving his weapon, Brahmah slices into the wemic once more, cutting a large gash in his front leg.
Zeoll begins his taunting tune, and moves to pick up the spikeball that the eagle dropped last round. The eagle attack with both of its claws, and manages to connect with one, doing 1 hp of damage. Geaseth manages to control himself enough to take a couple of swipes at Zeoll with his claws. Zeoll's jingle infuriates him though, and Geaseth misses both times. Zeoll's heart pounds as he realizes that he is now in control of the spikeball. Flat-top spots Zeoll's maneuvers, and takes a pot shot at Liontaur #2 (AC is 16) in passing (rolled crit threat for you ...it is a crit!). Flat-top takes up a position to the right of Zeoll.
Rhirehan smiles at Leets creative thinking, and through much groping and feeling, the two of them manage to mark the pit with the rope.
Geaseth looks back over his shoulder at his own goal, and then back at the Chosen's goal. He moves toward the Chosen's goal. Seeing his movement, Ceira lets her concentration drop, and the unseen servant picks up the ball and throws it (range for spikeball is 20 feet). The ball flies through the air, and lands about 4 feet to the left of Zeoll. Geaseth turns purple in rage, and begins screaming "You idiots, get those balls!"
Liontaur #5 grimaces, and then squawks at the eagle once more. The eagle flies toward the spikeball that the servant just threw, and scoops it up in its talons. The move provokes an attack of opportunity from Zeoll, who rears up and smacks the bird with both of his paws. The eagle disappears, and the ball drops back onto the ground.
The freak and Liontaur #2 respond to Geaseth's cry for help by sprinting forward and attacking Zeoll. Both wemic's attacks connect, and two large wounds open on Zeoll's rear flank (24 hp damage total).
Seeing victory near at hand, Liontaur #5 suddenly begins to change form. He shrinks and feathers begins to shoot from his skin. He turns into an eagle, and flys forward to pick up the spikeball between the freak and Liontaur #2 but doesn't manage to connect.
Liontaur #7 continues to press his attack, and hammers down on Brahmah again, doing 13 hp of damage.
Down in the pit, the bald headed wemic shoots Kale a withering look as he gets back up on his feet. "As entertaining as this game is, I believe I'll go play with the others." Grabbing various sections of the wall, the wemic begins to climb out of the pit." Kale barely misses him with his attack of opportunity with the spikeball, and the wemic makes it all the way out of the pit.
Zeoll the Lesser Saturday October 26th, 2002 1:28:01 AM
Badly wounded, Zeoll decides to move the ball he is holding down the field. He moves to L4, M4, N5, N6, N7, (swinging wide out of range of the enemy!), M8, M9, M10, M11, M12, M13, M14, M15, M16, and then to M17. That's 80 feet -- a full move.
As he runs, Zeoll's song shifts to Tauric, and he sings it right at the Chosen toward whom he runs:
Leets, come fast and grrab this ball! Grrab it erre I die and fall!
At the end of his move, Zeoll drops the ball -- a free action.
Flat-top d20+7=27 d4+4=7 d4+4=6 Saturday October 26th, 2002 3:17:08 AM
Flat-top with his fist, will wedge himself between Zeoll and WO, hoping to give Zeoll the chance he seeks. Flat-top will try to guard Zeolls read and will try to interfere any taur trying to stop Zeoll.
OOC: to hit 27 critical - damages 7+6=13
Kale d20+8=20 Saturday October 26th, 2002 9:59:04 AM
climbing out of the pit(climb check of 20) Kale sees Leets down near the goal, and without another thought Kale throws his spikeball as far as he can to Leets. "HEADS UP LEETS!!" Kale yells out
Ceira Monday October 28th, 2002 8:09:12 AM
Ceira commands Unseen Servant #1 to move south to I1. Meanwhile, Unseen Servant #2 has been repeating her last command which was to throw a net at Liontaur #7. It must be tired of making air throws by now. She will relay a new command to tell it to walk to O13 and start applying it's 20lb pushing force at random into the space of O14. (OOC: The goal is to disrupt the attacks of Liontaur #7 by giving him jolts from his side. Unseen Servant's can't "attack" so it's just some random chance he may hit him on accident.)
Also, Ceira will pick up the extra net lying on her feet on P9. She will run as far as needed to be within throwing range of tossing the net to J1.
If someone takes a shot at the goal, she will command it to pick up the net, unravel it, and raist it straight up to form a wall.
Brahmah(ADM Ceil) d20+9=27 2d6(5+5)+6=16 Monday October 28th, 2002 8:10:17 AM
"Not a smart idea, KITTEN." Bellowed Brahmah, as he swing again (to hit 27 critical? - Damages 16).
OOC: I don't have Jay's file, and I don't know what weapon He's using.
Ceil, it is my opinion that every ADM should have a copy of the CS's for the game, so I'm sending them out to you. I'll leave it to you to make sure you get updated copies of them when appropriate.---Janell
Leets d20+5=23 Monday October 28th, 2002 12:29:09 PM
As he begins to trot in the direction of the other side of the field, Leets realize that his friends are in fact coming in his direction. He is still wondering how to help them, and was ready to charge any opponent, when Zeoll and Kala call the centaur paladin.
Leets once more see the spiked ball, 2 spiked balls in fact! And prays Domi:
"O Domi help me, we must win!"
He moves to L17, in the area just next to him, and first put his hands on Zeoll, healing 14HP. He then picks the spiked ball, trying not to feel the tiny blades.
More serious than ever, he finally looks in the direction of the goal, and yells "RHIREHAN!!! Catch the other ball that is arriving!!!"
He then throw his own ball as far as he can, aiming at the goal and praying Domi!
OOC: 23 to throw the ball...
Chosen 2, Geaseth 0!!!! (DM Janell) d20+7=26 d6=6 d20=10 d6=3 d2=2 d20+9=12 d8=8 d20+3=9 d6=6 d6=2 d6=1 Monday October 28th, 2002 9:53:38 PM
Zeoll, ever the expert tactician, grabs the spikeball and runs for his life toward the opponent's goal. He drops the ball by Leets, and pants heavily as he tries to catch his breath. Blood flows freely from the wounds in his sides, and pain wracks the Chosen's body every time he takes a breath.
Flat-top fires a parting blow at the freak, clocking him once again, and then covers Zeoll's back. However, since he landed the blow, the centaur finds that he is not able to keep up with the light footed wemic.
Kale rotates and throws the spikeball with every ounce of strength in his body. The ball soars across the field, and then disappears from view as it fails into the pit that Rhirehan and Leets just marked. The maximum range of a spikeball is 60 feet. There are no penalties for trying to throw it with any accuracy at 20 feet. However, for every 20 feet beyond that, a --2 penalty is assessed. Kale, I went ahead and rolled for you. Your toss did not meet its intended target of Leets, and instead veered off course and into the pit.
The combat continues to rage between Brahmah and Liontaur #7. Brahmah slices away at the wemic while Ceira's unseen servant pushes at him. .
Leets moves over and finds himself in a tricky situation...he can either heal Zeoll, or throw the spikeball. Knowing the importance of the match, Leets throws the ball (the spines inflicted 6 hp of damage last round), and it arcs gracefully over the moat to land with a beautiful thud on the grass inside the goal, and then teleports back to H11. Once again the crowd goes wild!!!!!
Rhirehan sees Kale's ball arc through the air, and without another though, tumbles into the pit after it. He throws the spikeball out of the pit, and it lands on the grass in J17.
Geaseth manages to compose himself slightly, and makes tracks after Zeoll and Flat-top. He stops just out of Flat-top's range, and survey's the field.
Liontaur #5 who is know in eagle form wings its way over to the ball that Rhirehan just removed from the pit, and attempts to swoop down and clutch it in its talons. It misses the ball, and hovers over the area.
Liontaur #6 makes a dash for the spikeball that just teleported into the middle of the field, and picks it up.
Liontaur #2 spots the spikeball lying right next to him and picks it up. He sprints over to the side of the pit, placing himself in prime scoring territory.
The freak spots the eagles failed attempt at snatching the spikeball, and dashes down the field to place himself in between the eagle and Leets (drawing an attack of opportunity from Leets).
Liontaur #7 breaks off his combat with Brahmah and sprints down toward the freak. He stops just in front of the spikeball and picks it up.
Kale d20+7=21 d20+6=24 Tuesday October 29th, 2002 9:14:40 AM
knowing that he's the only one to stop #2 from scoring, Kale leaps over the pit(made jump check of 21), tackles the wemic and tries to drag him to the ground(hit AC 24)
Ceira Tuesday October 29th, 2002 10:39:02 AM
Seeing Liontaur #2 get near the goal, Ceira will command Unseen Servant #1 to unravel the net and raise it up to block the goal.
She will command Unseen Servant #2 to move to N11.
Leets d20+7=26 d4+2=5 d20+7=26 d20+2=20 Tuesday October 29th, 2002 3:28:26 PM
The last goal leaves a bitter taste to Leets as he had to choose between his friend and the game.
However, he realize that he cannot help Zeoll right now, because an eagle and another opponent try to grab the ball. Glancing one last time to Zeoll to make sure he is temporary safe, Leets looks badly at the freak who tries to grab the ball. During one second he wonders if he will not push him in the pit, but remembers there is already Rhirehan inside... Instead of it, he just throw his hoof in the Liontaur face (26 to hit, 5 damage) as he moves in K16 to stop Lt7. The centaur paladin yells "YOU WON'T PASS!" as he catches the Liontaur (another roll of 26...) and tries to pin him on the ground, using all his centaur weight (Strength check 20).
To pin someone requires a grapple attempt, which is an attack. I am going to assume that you did NOT attack the freak, and instead tried to grapple Liontaur #7.----Janell
I thought Leets had an attack of opportunity on the freak (attack 26, damage 5). Then he would attack Lt 7 as his attack for this round (26 once more to grab) and then I made a strength check of 20 to pin...
Brahmah(Ceil) Tuesday October 29th, 2002 5:32:17 PM
Brahmah yells at Flat-top, "Flat-top get that weimic(Lt#6),Stop him from getting that BALL! Good going Kale, Cover that spikeball. Look out for that darn Eagle". Then Brahmar take off on the run to get that ball away from (Lt#6).
Flat-top d20+7=26 d4+4=8 d4+4=7 Tuesday October 29th, 2002 5:47:22 PM
Flat-top is running, when Brahmah yell at him to cover the weimic(Lt#6) near the ball. Flat-top turns and head for that weimic(Lt6) about 20 feet away. Flat-top will hit that weimic in the face to make him drop that spike ball.
Flat-top hit him in his face (attack (oops! critical 26 - damage 8+7=15)
Zeoll the Lesser (AC 15, 4 hp) Tuesday October 29th, 2002 11:09:54 PM
Zeoll walks to P14 and picks up a Tanglefoot Bag. He is still singing (Everyone remember to add in your +1 to hit and damage).
Still In the Lead (DM Janell) d2=1 d20+12=31 d12+4=8 d20+7=10 d6=6 d20+7=10 d20+3=13 d20+2=8 Wednesday October 30th, 2002 1:25:56 AM
Kale makes a running jump, and manages to clear the pit, if only just barely. He lands on top of Liontaur #2, and the force of the impact knocks the ball out of the wemic's hands
Unseen Servant #1 unfolds the net, and holds it up to block the goal. The net provides 2/3 coverage on the side opposite Kale. Meanwhile Servant #2 moves per Ceira's request.
Leets moves to pin the freak, but the wemic smashes him with his battleaxe (8 dmg) and Leets is unable to get a hold on the tricky warrior.
Brahmah makes a double move, and reaches Liontaur #6. Flat-top follows close behind, and is attacked by Geaseth who misses as Flat-top whizzes by. Pulling up along side Liontaur #6, Flat-top smacks the warrior (not a critical, just a threat), but he doesn't drop the ball.
Zeoll continues to inspire his comrades as he goes over to the weapons rack and picks up a tanglefoot bag.
Rhirehan does not become visible.
Geaseth casts a spell, and then moves to stand just in front of Liontaur #6.
Liontaur #2 struggles underneath the weight of Kale on his back, and is unable to drag himself from under him.
The eagle that is Liontaur #5 flies over and lands next to Liontaur #2. The eagle lands on the ground, and then reverts back to its wemic form.
Liontaur #6 sees that the Chosen's goal is tied up, and sprints down the side. A look of utter astonishment crosses his face seconds before he and the spikeball he holds disappears from view.
Seeing no better course of action, the freak sprints with his spikeball across the field, he makes it all of the way around the moat with no interference.
Liontaur #7 runs up to take a position beside Geaseth, drawing an attack of opportunity from both Flat-top and Brahmah.
Kenisha Wednesday October 30th, 2002 6:46:24 AM
(ooc- I'd like to apologize for not posting. There was a family emergency and I wasn't able to post/communicate. Great job with the game everyone!)
Kenisha continues to chant and cheer for her side, but every new gash or wound on her friends makes her wince and once or twice she almost stands up as if to go help them, but remembers in time that she can't.
Marilyn, hope you and your family are doing better.---Janell
Zeoll the Lesser (AC 15, 4 hp) d20-2=9 Wednesday October 30th, 2002 3:06:38 PM
Zeoll moves in a straight line, through Ceira's square, 40 feet to square P6. He throws his tanglefoot bag 25 feet at the wemic in square P1. That's two range increments away, so Zeoll has a -4 on the attack. But it is a ranged touch attack, so armor (and natural armor) do not apply.
Alas, his attack roll misses badly -- even with the morale boost. He keeps singing, though.
OOC: Janell, isn't the south side of the map -- where that one liontaur fell into the pit -- still entangled?
Flat-top Wednesday October 30th, 2002 4:52:22 PM
"Captain! I'm going after Litter Face, and help Kale." Flat-top told Brahmah.
Flat-top will follow Brahmah.
Captain Brahmar(Ceil) Wednesday October 30th, 2002 5:03:19 PM
"NO! Flat-top cover me." Said Brahmah to the Centaur. To Kale, he yells "Kale throw the Ball to me. I'll run it in." Then to Flat-top again, "Look out for that Flying Bird." Brahmah gets ready to catch the Ball.
OOC: If and when Brahmah catches the ball he'll run toward the goal, then throw the ball to the nearest Team Mate.
Kale d20+6=26 Wednesday October 30th, 2002 7:08:23 PM
getting off the wemic, Kale picks up the spikeball and throws a beautiful pass to Brahmah(rolled a 20!!). then Kale jumps into the moat and swims across, then stands in front of the goal that isnt covered by the net."Get it past me if you can!!!" Kale yells out as he prepares to block any goal attempt(i guess he's a goalie)
Kenisha Thursday October 31st, 2002 12:25:12 AM
(ooc- regarding family: so far so good. My nephew has leukemia and I stayed with my brother's younger kids while he and his wife was dealing with Michael. He took a bad turn, but seems to be responding well now.)
Kenisha's chant switches to: "Two down, one to go. Two down, one to go. The truth we will know. Two down, one to go."
Ceira Thursday October 31st, 2002 2:14:05 AM
While Unseen Servant #1 continues to hold up the net, she will command Unseen Servant #2 to move south to K11.
(OOC: I have a crazy idea I want to try but it is nick picking and will be left up to the DM's discretion...)
Ceira gasps as the freaky wemic runs by her. She readies herself to cast a pair of Magic Missles. Although her eyes focuses on the target at P1, her finger will point slightly northward. (OOC: As the missles fork out from her finger, one is aimed more north than the other so one missle must make a wider arc to reach it's target... since they're at the same velocity, there's a delay.) The first missle will be aimed at the wemic's hands while the second will be aimed at the spikeball itself.
(OOC: The idea is to knock the spikeball out of his hands for 1/2 second before the second missle will propell it at some random direction. I want to go for the shut-out!!! ^_^)
Winners and Poor Losers (DM Janell) d6=6 d20+5=18 d20+7=12 d20+12=17 d12+4=16 d20+12=14 Friday November 1st, 2002 6:46:25 PM
Zeoll tosses the tanglefoot bag, which lands with a harmless splash in the moat.
Kale throws his recently acquired spikeball, goes for a swim, and stands menacingly in front of the Chosen's goal.
Kenisha's chant is taken up by the crowd as everyone learns forward in their seats in anticipation.
Ceira realizes that she can't target a part of the opponent's body as her magic missles streak from her hand and smash into the freaks body.
Brahmah catches Kale's beautifully passed ball (taking 6hp of damage), and sprints for the goal with Flat-top covering him. Brahmah passes the ball off to Leets, who launches the ball toward the goal. Time seems to stop. The ball glides through the air mere inches off the surface of the lake, and then lands with a thud inside the goal! A brief period of intense silence is followed by the deafening roar of the crowd, as everyone, including the judges in the judges booth cheer the goal.
Geaseth looks incensed! He looks at the other wemics, and then nods his head. The freak and Liontaur #2 and #7 sprint toward various members of the party, wiping their weapons across a small white cloth tucked in their sleeves. The freak rushes Zeoll, and his axe slices into the Chosen's side (16 damage). Zeoll falls to the ground unconscious. Liontaur #7 swings his greatsword at Brahmah's hindquarters, but misses. Liontaur #2 sprints toward Flat-top, but isn't able to make an attack this round.
Zeoll the Lesser (HP -12) Friday November 1st, 2002 7:25:30 PM
Zeoll gasps in agony and dies!
Flat-top Friday November 1st, 2002 9:16:14 PM
Flat-top turns towards the Judges, takes his tunic off (To show that he had no armor or weapon) and Yells "WHY! IT'S ONLY A GAME? IS WHAT HE'S (the Freak) DONE PART OF THE GAME? IS KILLING ZEOLL MAKE YOU RIGHT? YOU WANT TO SHED MORE BLOOD TO PROVE YOUR POWER OVER DOMI? NEVER MIND THE RULES THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU! WELL, HERE I AM! AS YOU ALL CAN SEE I AM UNARMED (Flat-top holds his arms out with his palms open to the Weimic Judges) GO AHEAD AND KILL ME TOO. Flat-top stand there waiting to be struck down.
Brahmah Saturday November 2nd, 2002 7:54:51 AM
OOC: I'm back, for now, or until I break my computer again.
Brahmah roars at his friends' fallen form.
"Domi! No!" Tears form in the minoTaur captains eyes, while time stops and Zeoll's blood spills.
Then seeing the rope at his feet, Brahmah realizes that there is a pit right there, nearly falling into it. He watches his step as he moves (stepping 5 feet) into K-18 and drops to his knees, weeping. "This whole game is for nothing if Taurs are just going to die anyway! Isn't that why there was trial by Spike ball in the first place!?" He raises his arms to the heavens, also waiting to to be struck down, shaking his fists as he roars. Then the Captain collapses into to a heap of matted, bloody fur.
(OOC: I'm going to assume that Rhirehan hasn't reappeared for a good reason.)
Flat-top Sunday November 3rd, 2002 9:50:21 AM
Flat-top turn to look at his Team Captain as he speaks, but the look of horror spreads. Flat-top turns back to the Judges "NOW MINOTAUR, OH! YES , YOU SHOULD ADD A CENTAUR TO YOUR TROPHY. GO AHEAD I'M READY TO DIE. MAY DOMI AN ALMIE JUDGE YOU FAIRLY" Flat-top waits for the death blow that he knows is to come.
Flat-top(Ceil) Sunday November 3rd, 2002 6:42:39 PM
Brahmah(Jay) You have hurt in the Game for 36hp. And your HP is 49, SO (49-36=13) your up 13hp a good shot of wisky will do you fine. (not dead yet pal)
Kenisha Sunday November 3rd, 2002 11:46:44 PM
When the final goal is made, Kenisha jumps up and is cheering wildly. Too late does she see the treacherous wemic's attack on Zeoll. Her cheer turns into a horrified scream of denial.
She turns to face the judges, a pained but determined look to her tear-filled eyes. "If you don't stop them right now, I WILL! By Domi's name I swear it!!!!"
Before they can answer, she moves out of the judges' box and heads towards the weapon rack (only if there are weapons still there. If not, she'll head straight for the freak wemic).
Brahmah, Blessed, but no longer inspired d20+10=23 2d6(2+4)+7=13 Monday November 4th, 2002 12:10:51 AM
OOC: Seeing as how Brahmah isn't unconscious, he'll remain standing.
Brahmah steps into K-18 and Readies to attack Lt#7 if he steps into K-17 (or nearest square), the greatsword remains in his hand. Both of Brahmah's hands wrap, clasped fingers with white nuckles, held straight in front of him. (making a 'premptive' strike just in case, hitting AC 23 for 13 damage.) Staring right at Lt#7, "STOP!"
Kale d20+6=23 Monday November 4th, 2002 3:37:01 AM
being far away from everyone, Kale doesnt really realize whats happened until he sees fighting breaking out. tearing down the net in front of the goal, Kale moves towards the nearest wemic and throws it at him(hits ac 23)
Judgement and Sorrow (DM Janell) Monday November 4th, 2002 11:03:51 AM
The crowd and the elders watch Geaseth's team's actions with horror. They watch frozenly as the freak's axe carves into Zeoll's body. Then, as if wakening suddenly from a nightmare, the stadium bursts into activity. Several burly guards rush the field and quickly disarm the members of Geaseth's team as booing and shouts of "Dishonor" drown out any other noise, including Flat-top's stirring speech. Several people from the audience begin to clamber over the low wall that surrounds the field, and the guards rush Geaseth's team (including the wemic in the pit) from the field in fear that they will be lynched on the spot.
The crowd calms slightly after Geaseth's team is removed, and healers are brought to tend to the Chosen. Zeoll's body is tenderly lifted from the field as the chief elder takes to the field. His voice booms above the noise of the crowd. "Domi's will has been clearly shown today. It is obvious to your elders that the Chosen are innocent of all crimes presented against them. By their actions on this very field, by murdering a fellow Taur, Geaseth and his companions have proven that they have no honor. We thereby pronounce the sentence of banishment. At first light, the guilty wemics will be placed on a sea worthy vessel with one weeks rations and left to Domi's mercy on the high seas."
After having their wounds tended to, the Chosen are escorted back to the elders quarters. The chief elder approaches Kenisha and bows before her. "There are no words to describe our sorrow at what occurred today. A great victory has been won for your cause, but at a terrible price!" The elder motions to a nearby guard, and Zeoll's body is brought in from another room. The body has been cleaned and groomed, and is wrapped in white linen. "He was a fine representative of our race, and we are sad to see him leave us after such a short life. May Domi grant him peace." The elder motions to another guard, and small sacks are placed in front of each of you...two are placed in front of Kenisha. "Here is your gear." He motions toward the extra bag in front of Kenisha. "This was Zeoll's." His eyes filled with grief, the elder looks each Taur in the face before he continues. "I am saddened that we could not part under happier circumstances. You are welcome to stay with us, but we understand if you wish to depart. If that is your desire, then we would be glad to arrange a vessel to transport you." He touches each of your foreheads before he leaves. "May Domi bless you, and further your cause to unite the Taurs." You are allowed to return to Rhirehan's house (who is alive and well) to rest and decide your further course of action. Ybirard approaches Flat-top and returns his mace to him. "I'm sorry about Mr. Zeoll. He fought well. Do you know what you're going to do next?"
Again, it has been an honor and a privilege to DM such a fine group of players. I look forward to playing with you again. Please let me know if I can be of any assistance.---Janell
Kenisha Monday November 4th, 2002 11:47:52 PM
With tears in her eyes, Kenisha kneels before the linen wrapped corpse of Zeoll. Her fingers shake as she unties one of the seashells she has woven into her hair. She kisses the shell then tucks it into wrappings around his head.
"You may not have been Chosen by Calling, but you are one of the Chosen by your words and by your deeds. Rest in peace, friend."
She stands with a little difficulty then intones in the language of the Wemics a prayer for the departed. "To the unending Plains of Tomi we send the spirit of this fallen liontaur. May he hunt his fill for all eternity."
Picking up the two sacks and follows the others in silence back to Rhirehan's house. She smiles sadly at Ybirard and says, "We will return to Heartshold Isle to intern Zeoll's body. It's only right. After that, I.... I don't know. I just don't know anymore."
She stares outside in silence, her eyes greatly troubled.
(ooc Since Kenisha leveled, I spent two points to pick up Wemic. Now she speaks all the known langauges of the Taurs. :> )
Flat-top Monday November 4th, 2002 11:48:04 PM
Flat-top is looking out the window Back at Rhirehan's Den. Turn to his friends and the family. "Did you know Kenisha, that Zeoll was happy here? And wanted to do anything to reunite the Weimic? Well, I think we should burry him here on Weimic Island. Not in a fogotten part of the island, But some place where every Weimic can see how a real Weimic, DIES for what he believes is right." Flat-top turns to all his friends, and smiles little girl that brough them to this place. Then to her parents and ask "What would all the Weimics think?"
Brahmah Tuesday November 5th, 2002 12:29:34 AM
Brahmah approaches the Elder after the tournament and states his opinion. "Had Zeoll NOT died I would've asked your mercy of the Traitors (Geaseths Team)and asked that they stayed here in their home 'in DISHONOR'. Exiling them isn't the point, the point is unity, if they are exiled they could cause further mistrust among other taurs that did not witness their failure here today. Staying here is further punishment... but Domi's will has been seen, exile them." The bloodied and battered minoTaur walks away with a lowered head, look of victory and severe defeat in his body language. He kicks an stone.
In the elders quarters, Brahmah cleans up and sits quietly with his friends. When Zeoll is brought out, Brahmah walks up to his body and removes the feathers from Zeolls hair. "He once said that Zeoll the Greater once gave him this feather, I think, I'll keep it in his Honor and memory. If he returns and I think he will, he'll want it back." The minoTaur quickly braids the feather into his hair just behind what remains of his mangled left ear. Looking at Zeolls bag, Brahmah wonders what strange and unique items are inside. "I think we should keep these items safe. We shouldn't sell them."
Brahmah picks up his bag and finds his chain shirt and puts it on, then finds his Falchions and fastens the buckle tight, stroking the sheathes. The former Spikeball Captain looks at Kenisha and asks, "Who's carrying Zeolls equipment?"
Brahmah soon pulls Kenisha off to a private corner and apologizes for his failure as Captain. "I'm sorry, if I had stuck to my own tactics or even Zeolls, he might still be here. I did him a great dishonor by letting him die! Should have been me! There are millions of minoTaur fighters like me, but only one Zeoll." Brahmah, who is jovial most of the time, seems grey-faced and truly disturbed by his friends death. He's seen his fair share of death, and even the occassional friends death (not to mention his own fathers death), but no one under his 'command' and a fellow Chosen (sure Zeoll died once already, but not under Brahmah).
When at Rhirehan's house, Brahmah slips out and goes wandering, never leaving sight of the flickering light of the house windows. He finds a nice dead stump and takes his frustrations out on it, striking it with his Falchions several dozen times letting the splinters fly. "Zeoll, I'm sorry." He's says as if someone was listening.
Ceira Tuesday November 5th, 2002 2:04:35 AM
As a wemic of few words, Ceira can only mourn in silence at the departure of Zeoll the Lesser. She looks town and gently grabs hold of his still hand. 'Two Zeoll's!' wonders Ceira. To those around, they only see Ceira stare down in deep silence but her head is brimming with unspoken thoughts...
'Domi must favor you and thinks it is your time to give him company in the spires of heaven above. Perhaps you were meant for greater things... like a martyr. Perhaps these extremes are necessary to drive home the ideas of establishing Tauric unity. Regardless of the outcome, you will be forever remembered as a legendary hero of Wemic Isle.' She sheds one last tear and gently lets go of Zeoll's hand. Ceira scampers off to regain her composure as she prepares for another lengthy and grueling aquatic trip back to Hearthold Keep.
Kale Tuesday November 5th, 2002 2:42:59 AM
staying silent throughout the day, all Kale does is rub Zeoll's forehead a couple of times then goes back and sits in a corner
Leets Tuesday November 5th, 2002 6:28:45 AM
The centaur paladin is terribly struck by Zeoll's death. He thought this game could be a way to solve the problem without spilling too much blood...But now, one of his friends was dead lying before him.
"Although those are Domi's way, I don't wholy understand why you had to fall Zeoll. I also know the price of our quest can be terrible, but we sometimes forget it, and today...today we all remember."
"You used to call yourself The Lesser, but today you once more have been shining even at the dusk of your life. May you now join the other Zeoll by Domi's side: now you'll both be equal to his eyes."
"When the sounds of battle will resound on the field, and when I will need it I know I will hear the chorus of both your voices, my fallen friends..."
"May you now rest in peace, now singing your own courage and the way you bravely fell before the Gods of goodness."
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