Uteva Monday October 16th, 2000 12:12:33 PM
Teva crosses the Trade Road to the large campsite and helps Alyndar to settle the animals. She savours her supper and shares a preposterous tale about a fisherwoman, a lost boot, and a three-headed dolphin. Afterward, she sits quietly with her harp, occasionally humming or plucking the odd string.
Sly Foxx and Luke Monday October 16th, 2000 3:46:09 PM
Sly ask of Alyndar, "please can I get up now, please. I'm feeling muche better." Sly looks to Alyndar with sheepish eyes. " I'll even help you make the desert??" Sly is now trying to inch his way to the edge of the wagon.
Ilsidur Monday October 16th, 2000 8:09:52 PM
Ilsidur is glad to have his feet on solid ground once more. He also helps setting up the camp, keeping one eye out for anyone approaching. "I'll take last watch, if that's OK. I need to pray to Marmathon Dur for more healing power for tomorrow." After supper, he spends some time recording past events in his journal. "So, where are we headed tomorrow?"
Qwint Edsa Monday October 16th, 2000 9:46:26 PM
After leaving the road, Qwint finds a place for himself to sleep and starts to put some blankets around it. He also puts some blankets around his cat, who meows happily. After that, he, also, scouts around. He isn't quite sure whether the party is going to move or not, so he stays where he is after he scouts.
Camping or a Short Rest? (DM Jerry) Monday October 16th, 2000 10:33:10 PM
As some of the party scouts around and others settle in for the night, it seems that by default the party has decided to camp due to the fact that some have gone ahead and set the camp.
Those scouting easily see that a large caravan was here the night before and possible is a day ahead of them on the road to the south.
Those making a perception check remember their bearings from when they looked south on the Elven Road and realize that Threshold should be 2 or 3 days walk to the south and east.
The night is peaceful, sea breezes blowing in from the west reminding a few of you of your trip south and the Voyage that would never end.
Sir Thomas d20=13 Monday October 16th, 2000 11:44:56 PM
"Ahhhh, what a lovely night. I think that story was very entertaining Uteva, thank you." Thomas enjoys supper and enjoys the company of the group around the fire. With the wind blowing as it is and the cool refreshing night air THomas can't help be dream of home. He smiles a longing far off smile as he thinks of his parents and siblings. (Successful perception check) "Well folks, I'm glad we decided to camp tonight because I think we needed the rest after that trek on the magical road. I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm beat. I don't think I have ever said this outloud, but I enjoy all of your company. I thank you for your friendship. And on that note, I must take council with Alemi and Domi both. I am off to bed. Please wake me when it is my turn to watch. Have a pleasant evening everyone." After excusing himself, Thomas rises and enters his tent to pray and sleep.
Trace and Radiant Tuesday October 17th, 2000 2:08:02 AM
Trace makes his bed and sleeps soundly while dreaming of the elven princess he had met and whished that he would have got to knwon better in his stay.
Alyndar d20=12 Tuesday October 17th, 2000 2:21:05 AM
made my herb roll. I let Uteva take care of the animals while i set about preparing dinner. In answer to Sly's comment about helping with dessert Aly says: you ate everyone's including your dessert in the wagon, and don't think for one minute you got away with it, I have eyes in the back of my head. Dinner tonight is very simple, Soup - Cold Sandwiches - and Fruit. Aly appears very tired and a bit pale. When inquired about it he says: nothing to fret, just old age and this weather. All I need is a few days rest and some clean clothes. (jerry, I am not feeling well, so Aly isn't feeling well) Aly hurridly cleans up the dishes afterwards, and goes right to bed, which is unusual as everyone knows he reads before bedtime.
Uteva Tuesday October 17th, 2000 9:36:59 AM
"I'll watch first, if that's alright. I would like to finish up this stanza before I sleep." Watching Alyndar settle himself, Teva murmurs, "Maybe we should leave our elven friend out of the rotation tonight."
On watch, the young woman paces slowly about the campsite, her lips moving as if in speech, though no sound escapes. She passes her steaming tea mug from one gloved hand to the other to help keep them warm. When the time comes, she wakens Trace and slips into her welcoming bedroll.
Sly Foxx and Luke Tuesday October 17th, 2000 11:26:18 AM
Sly watches Alyndar doing his food and fruits. Sly want to get up so bad, that ants are crawling up his leg. He gets out of the wagon on unsteady feet and walks around a bit. Going to the edge of the forest to pick up some wood for the fire.
Lok Mufflefoot d20=7 Tuesday October 17th, 2000 5:55:09 PM
Sipping his soup carefully and nibbling on his sandwhich the halfling calms some. To Trace, and Uteva he mentions that he'll take an extra shift of watch, just make sure to wake him. "In the morning we'll head south east to Threshold and fun!"(succesful perception). Then, the quiet of the night settles on him and the halfling begins a fitful sleep of odd dreams.
Ilsidur Tuesday October 17th, 2000 7:53:06 PM
As Lok wakes Ilsidur to take the dawn watch, Ilsidur's eyes open. "I'm awake, bouncy one. You get a few more hours sleep and I'll wake the camp shortly after dawn." Once he is up, Ilsidur wraps himself his cloak, keeping himself warm in the early morning air. As he watches the perimiter of the campsite, he prays to his lord. "Most high Marmathon Dur, please grant me once again the ability to give health to my companions as they need it, and keep our feet on the safe path as we enter this new city."
Sir Thomas Tuesday October 17th, 2000 8:46:28 PM
SIr Thomas awakens from his night's sleep early, before the sun pops up to light the day. Wondering what Alemi or his other half Domi could be trying to tell him he gets up from his bed and puts on his armor. He grabs his sword and goes out into the early morning dark. He goes to where Ilsidur stands guard, "Am I bothering you friend?" He waits for a reply hoping not to startle or interupt any thoughts that are running through the dwarf's head. "I couldn't sleep. It's either my warrior's sense, or excitement at what lies ahead of us in town. If you would like to sleep, I am up anyway. You may get some extra sleep if you'd like it." Thomas makes his offer and if taken finishes the watch and if not taken spends the morning looking at the morning sky and sunrise and talking to his friend.
Somethin' Come a Callin' (DM Jerry) d20=17 d20=18 Tuesday October 17th, 2000 9:05:17 PM
During the deep of the night, Lok's watch, a snap of a twig is heard softly in the distance, then a "fake" hoot of an owl. Lok, however, is right on top of it. (perception check of 17) He is unable to determine the distance however, (perception check of 18.)
Trace and Radiant Tuesday October 17th, 2000 11:24:02 PM
Trace is awakend by Uteva and whith sweet dreams still fresh in his mind Trace raises his hand to Uteva then realizes that it is not the elven princess, he then quickly moves his arm in a streching motion. Rubbing his eyes Trace stretches then takes up postion for his watch. Trace notices how clear his sinus are with the cold air then takes a few deep breaths to get the full sensation of the night air. After his watch he then wakes Lok for his turn. From the crisp night Trace can see his breath while talking to Lok. "Morning friend.....time for your turn...rember if you need any help wake Sir Thomas....he he he, just kidding."
Dreamy Uteva Wednesday October 18th, 2000 8:42:40 AM
Uteva dreams of playing hide and seek on a misty elven road with Raub. The old peddlar dodges in and out of the clouds, now upside down on one loop, now sideways in a twist, and always chortling happily. In her dream, she can never quite reach him, but knowing how he is enjoying himself, Teva smiles.
Lok Mufflefoot d100=27 d100=7 Wednesday October 18th, 2000 6:00:52 PM
Tensing at the noise and suddenly becoming all too aware of their vulnerability, here, in a campsite, in the middle of the night Lok quietly springs into action. Cupping his hand over Sir Thomas's mouth, Lok shakes him roughly (for a halfling). In his ear the halfling whispers urgently "Trouble brewing, wake them quietly! Be ready!" With baffling agility two daggers spring from his belt into his hands. Then with uncanny silence (move silently first roll) and somehow blending into the deep darkness(second hide in shadow roll) the halfling seems to keep a bouncy step as he disapears into the darkness. Taking care the halfling heads out somewhat to the left of where the sound seems to have originated from. Keenly keeping his eyes open the halfling scans the woods for its occupent(s) as he slides through them.
Sly Foxx Wednesday October 18th, 2000 6:33:34 PM
Sly and Luke is asleep in the back of the wagon, Luke is restless and awakens Sly. He(Sly) want to turn over and go back to sleep,But something is not right. So Sly will ready Magic Missels just in case. Will calm the dog, also.
Sir Thomas d20=11 Wednesday October 18th, 2000 8:16:46 PM
Startled by the way in which he was awakened, Sir Thomas jumps a bit. He listens intently to what Lok says and then rolls over and pulls out his sword in its sheath so as not to make any noise. Wishing he had time to put on his armor Thomas slips out of his tent as quietly as the big warrior knows how. He doesn't move as dexteritously as he would like though (DEX check failed rolled 11 needed 9). He moves about the camp rousing his friends as quietly and as nonstartlingly as possible. He gets the point across that there is someone else around. When his job of waking everyone else up is finished he sneaks over to where Alyndar's cart is and crouches beside it. He scans the perimeter for movement and grips his sword in preparation of a glorious fight.
Bear of an Attack! (DM Jerry) d20=7 d20=15 d6=3 d6=5 d6=3 d6=3 d20=16 d8=6 d20=19 d8=1 Wednesday October 18th, 2000 10:34:21 PM
Trace quickly wakes everyone. (No armor yet folks, you've been sleeping.) Lok has disappeared into the woods.(He is wearing his since he was on guard.) He, this time, makes his perception check, and realizes he's gone too far. The "visitors" and now he hears more than one, are past him and breaking into a run.
In the camp, sleep eyes open and stand. Then breaking out of the trees and across from the other side of the road, they come. Orcs!
They come running double speed into the clearing.
They are lead by a "bear" or an Orc. Hairy with two long muscled arms that hang down like an ape to his ankles. He bears down on Sir Thomas and attacks him viciously with each arm rolling 7 and 15 hitting him twice without his armor on doing 3 and 5=8hpd. Hitting twice gives him a hug for 6 more hpd making a total of 14. Bear says in faltering common. "So this is your best fighter? Ha! He soon will be a dead fighter and your left ear will make me a necklace!" At this point, you notice in the dark that he wears a necklace of ears. There are several ears hanging there decomposing on his chest.
Orc #1 attacks Trace rolling a 16 and hitting him for 6 hpd. He grunts with glee! "Hit!" he shouts in a language he evidently doesn't understand.
Orc #2 attacks Alyndar rolling a 19 and doing 1hpd. as he grazes Alyndar's shoulder. Orc #2, who bears a wicked grin the size of most halfling grins, just grins...both teeth showing.
Lok Mufflefoot d20=6 d20=18 d4=3 Wednesday October 18th, 2000 11:09:11 PM
Suddenly realizing his mistake the halfling runs, horrified yet trying to keep his silence. The halfling runs at maximum speed back towards the camp to catch up to the assailants. Lok becomes even more petrified when he hears the screams of battles and recognizes the sickening sounds of battering and tearing flesh. The grunts drive the halfling on. When he reaches the site of the battle, he suddenly roars at the top of his lungs attempting to summon every bit of energy he can to distract and confuse the orcs into thinking a full on attack is coming from behind. Flinging himself at the largest among them, Lok flails wildly trying to cling to it's hairy back using his twin daggers as his hold.(attack rolls and dam roll, added no back modifiers)
Alyndar Wednesday October 18th, 2000 11:50:05 PM
Alyndar, startled ever so briefly by the attack of the orc on him, regains his composure and senses and starts casting a spell. Aly sprinkles colored sand in the air, waves his hands in odd circles and moves, and recites something not understandable. From his outstretched hands spring forth a fan of colored light, focusing on the Orc directly in front of him but trying also to envelope the second Orc and possibly the Hairy creature.
Ticked Off Trace and Radiant d20+2=4 d20+2=10 d20+2=4 d20=4 Wednesday October 18th, 2000 11:52:03 PM
Trace grabs his sword and sheild and calls for Radiant to help defend him. Clearly Radiant was asleep also he flutters in and out missing three attempts to cause damage to orc 1. Trace stunned by the blow absently swings in defense and misses by a mile. Talking out the side of his mouth in orc, "Give me a minute you hairy freak, I will finish off your freind here and feed those ears to your bodyless head."
Uteva Thursday October 19th, 2000 9:41:00 AM
Teva wakes to a moment of panicked memory, and finds herself standing, sword and dagger in hand, before she can think clearly. However, she calms when the orcs rush her companions.
Singing a falling sequence of four liquid notes, the young woman drops her dagger, winds up her left arm, and spears it toward the creature that struck Trace. Two pinpoints of blue-white energy streak from her fingertips to strike Orc 1 in the center of its chest, and it grunts again, this time in pain. (4 and 2 from Magic Missile)
Uteva grins nastily and calls out, "Hit!" She closes to help her friends, trying to make out the orcs' footware in the darkness as she reaches for another dagger.
Sly Foxx and Luke Thursday October 19th, 2000 9:47:12 AM
Sly is half awaken, When Trace give the alarm. He gets up on his knees and look around. Recognizees the Big Orc called Bear. " That's Him, The Big One" yells Sly," POOH DOO" sending magic missal at Bear. Now Sly will pick up his bow and knoch it for the next round. Sly Tell Luke to stay.
Ilsidur Thursday October 19th, 2000 7:28:08 PM
Awakened roughly by Trace, Ilsidur sits up quickly and looks around. "I knew this campsite was too good to be true," he mutters. He quickly zeroes in on the huge bear of an orc attacking Sir Thomas. Recognizing a likely dangerous threat, he reaches into the small pouch from under the packsack he was using as a pillow, pulls out a small shard of iron and throws it at the 'Bear' orc, shouting, "In the name of Marmathon Dur, I command you to hold!" [OOC: Casts hold person at one target, -2 on saving throw.]
Sir Thomas d20=19 d20=2 Thursday October 19th, 2000 9:18:01 PM
Sir Thomas can not help but be stunned by the ferocity with which the huge orc comes at him. Damn his human eyes and their inability to focus properly in the dark. He takes the two brutal blows with a silent grimace of pain. He knows better than to let his enemy see his pain, so when the orc grabs him he immediately rams his forehead into the face of the huge beast as it gloats at him. (Thomas rolled a successful attack with natural thaco of 17 rolled 19) Hoping the blow was as unexpected as it should have been with the orc thinking about talking (it must be hard for a creature of that low intelligence) Thomas thrusts his pinned arms out from his body in an attempt to break the hold the monster has on him. (rolled a successful strength check needing 17 rolling a 2) When Thomas' feet hit the ground he staggers back trying to catch his balance. It takes him a few steps but he manages to accomplish the feat before he falls to the ground and the mercy of the monster's onslaught. He brings his sword up between he and the large orc (large creature damage wise?) in a defensive manner to prevent another head on charge. The pain of his wounds make it difficult, but he gathers himself and prepares to ward off whatever the creature has for him next. (OOC Jerry, don't forget my aura of protection for AC)
Qwint Edsa d20=14 d8=5 Sunday October 22nd, 2000 9:41:50 PM
Jumping up, he pulls his sword from behind his back and looks around. He yells out, and charges up to Bear, swinging his sword around viciously. (Rolled a 14, THACO is 18 +1 to hit strength mod.) If he hits, he cuts into Orc skin, making green blood fly out from the open wound. (If hit I do 5+1 [mod.] damage). He then twirls around, swinging his sword for another blow.
Reinforcements for a Dark Night (DM Jerry) 2d4(3+3)=6 2d4(3+4)+1=8 d20=16 d2+1=2 d20=12 d20=13 d8=2 d8=5 d20=9 d20=15 d20=10 d20=18 d6=5 d6=1 d20=16 d8=3 d12=7 d20=14 d20=13 d6=3 d6=3 2d8(2+5)=7 Sunday October 22nd, 2000 11:40:56 PM
Party Results: Lok who has a movement rate of 6o' makes it to the next tree, but can't attack yet. He is in range of Bear this round. Orc #2 falls to the ground unconscious from the Color Spray that Alyndar cast. Bear the Orc is not affected since he is 30' away. Uteva strikes the orc on Trace. He yelps as his chest is horribly burned, yet amazingly throws off the pain and remains. Sly casts her MMs at Bear who shrugs it off taking the damage pleasantly. Bear shrugs of the Hold Person spell, roaring at the challenge. The bear lets Sir Thomas go as he head buts the Bear like Orc for 2hpd. Quint barely misses his attack upon Bear the Orc.
[Orcs are AC6; Bear the Orc is AC2]
Bear the Orc give a barking command. Orcs come running to assist from across the Trade Road and from behind some rocks to the south in order to be able to close with the party.
#3 and 4 move forward half their movement rate and fire arrows at Sly (25% cover in the wagon allowing -2 to AC) [unadjusted rolls of 9, 15, 10, 18] and hits him twice for 5 and 1hpd [total of 6]
#5 and 6 close with Uteva hitting her twice for 2 and 5hpd for a total of 7hpd.
#7 and 8 come around the other side of the rocks. #7 attacks Quint hitting him with a 16 for 3hpd.
#8 attacks Alyndar missing him.
Bear laughs at the surprise in your faces as he brings in his second wave of opponents. Then he focuses on the task at hand. He swipes mightily working on Sir Thomas and hoping to take the mighty paladin out. He rolls a 14 and a 13 hiting him twice for 6hpd and again hugging for 7hps (total of 13) leaving Sir Thomas wavering on his feet: a walking wound.
Alyndar d4+1=3 d4+1=5 Monday October 23rd, 2000 10:13:18 AM
Alyndar, even though he has an orc on him notices that the BIG orc is in charge, so, in lieu of this decides the BIG orc is the primary threat. Alyndar waves his hands in weird motions, says a few choice words and lets loose 2 blue streaks at the BIG orc..doing a total of 8 points of damage..
Sly Foxx and Luke (in wagon) Monday October 23rd, 2000 11:48:43 AM
Sly is suprise at the attack, turns and pick up some spider web, makes a jester and throws one of his favoret spells at orc#3. Now groping for his sword and tell Luke "Stay, Wait until he shows his face over the side of the wagon." Then Sly prays"Oh Master of the Universe, PLEASE don't help those Orc."
Irate Uteva d20=20 d20=3 d20=5 Monday October 23rd, 2000 12:44:48 PM
"Ouch!" says the young woman, as dark stains appear on her side and outer arm. "Pig-dog get of incestuous rats!" She deflects another blow with her sword and feints with her dagger, looking for her opportunity to retaliate. "I've just --" She thrusts at #6 with her short sword, (critical hit, -3 for non-proficiency) and somehow finds an opening. The orc grunts as she deals a lucky blow to his side (#6 6 hpd). "-- got the blood --" Finding herself unexpectedly inside his guard, she awkwardly jams her dagger toward his belly (5, -2 off-hand, +1 weapon bonus,), but he manages to deflect the strike. "-- out of this shirt!" Teva ducks and dances back from the orc, and continues to hold off her two attackers as best she can.
Lok Mufflefoot d20=13 d20=12 Monday October 23rd, 2000 7:23:03 PM
Lok leaps at the back of the orc bear attempting to cling to it using his daggers as his grip. Screaming at the top of his lungs the halfling tries to convince the orcs that a massive attack is coming from the rear. Surprisingly enough, he waits till after he sinks his first dagger in, to unleash this howl. As one dagger plunges into the bear (18 from last post, damage 3, did not do back nor backstab multipliers) the halfling flails wildly with the other dagger and gets it tangled into either clothing or fur, or some other unknown substance(attack roll from above 6). Clinging wildly to the back of the bear/orc Lok hopes his hold is enough to distract the beast from his prey.
Bear 1 Sir Thomas 0 (DM Jerry) d20=15 d20=16 d20=15 d20=8 d6=6 d6=5 d6=3 d20=16 d20=18 d8=1 d8=8 d20=20 d20=1 d20=12 d8=1 d20=13 d20=1 d6=5 Monday October 23rd, 2000 7:32:56 PM
Orcs #3 and #4 look at Sly with horror in their eyes as Sly, a seemingly teenage kid, begins to cast. Then the spell collapses all around them and disappears since it didn't have two or more diametrically opposed points to attach itself to. They look at each other with relief and then just begin laughing and laughing pointing at the poor teenage boy trying to cast.(Intel check for Sly to realize this and keep the spell.)
The orcs, surprised that most of the heroes just stand there (nonposters) and so they laugh too. One says in Orcish, "Plagh Sheg." (Anyone who speaks Orcish may email me to see what was said.)
Then they press their attack.
Orcs #3 and 4 fire once again at Sly rolling a 15, 16, 15, and 8 hitting Sly 3 times for 14hpd.
Orcs #5 and 6 strike at Uteva hitting her twice for 1 + 8 = 9hpd.
Orc #7 strikes at Quint rolling a 20! doing a critical hit for 8hpd.
Orc #8 strikes at Alyndar rolling a 12 barely hitting Alyndar for 1hpd dmg. scratching him again.
Bear grins as his Orcs seem to be enjoying this venture quite abit and then concentrates on finishing off Sir Thomas. He hits with a 13 and then fumbles with a 1. He does 5hpd to Sir Thomas with his single hit.
SIR THOMAS FALLS TO THE GROUND UNCONSCIOUS.
At this point, Bear bows, (holding his arm that fumbles) and says, in broken common, "Good fight. I greet you. You are to be famous. Fortunes says so. So I become your enemy and do bad things and become more famous than you! Soo! I'm off to do those bad things. Very bad. For those I'm gonna do them to." Then he turns and walks away (Quint and Isildur get to roll even odd as he breaks. If you roll odd you get a single attack.)
As he retreats in triumph, he hold his thumb up into the air. A ring appears on it causing him to go invisible. A 9th Orc appears having given Bear the ring. The 9th orc looks like a teenager himself and stands there quivering.
Post Post (DM Jerry) Monday October 23rd, 2000 7:43:52 PM
Lok, (needed new rolls this round, using old ones is unfair since you know what you're gonna roll before doing the action) misses the Bear by the slightest margin and lands to the side bouncing off of his stout hairy body. However, this action, along with the determined looks from Isildur, Quint, and Alyndar, make up his mind that he's accomplished his purpose for this first meeting.
Trace and Radiant d20+2=11 d20+2=4 d20+2=8 d20=2 d20=18 d8+3=6 Monday October 23rd, 2000 8:38:40 PM
Radiant continues to dart in and out but to no avail. While this happens Trace performs his "hack and slash manevor" while missing on the first on he finds his target on the second swing(rolled 18 rolled 3 +3mod. for 6damg.) Trace screams outloud "quick someone heal Sir Thomas so that he can help us."
Qwint Edsa d20=8 Monday October 23rd, 2000 9:08:06 PM
Yelling in agony, Qwint whirls around, in an uncontrolled swing with his sword, completely missing Orc #7 (Rolled 8, +1 Str mod., but decided getting hit rather hard with two swords negated that, doesn't matter either way). He then brings his sword down and retreats a little, nursing his wounds and drawing his bow.
Sir Thomas Monday October 23rd, 2000 9:51:18 PM
Thomas sees nothing but the swing of the orc's mighty claw and then darkness. All of a sudden he's sitting at a table having afternoon tea with Alemi and Domi. The two gods are playing a game of chess while they enjoy their afternoon conversation. Thomas asks them what happened since there was no posting on friday, but then monday night there had been two posts. The gods simply don't have an answer to this question at the present time, but the trio goes on about their game cheerfully since the weather is so nice on this cool cloudy afternoon.
Ilsidur d2=1 d20=18 2d8(3+2)+1=6 Monday October 23rd, 2000 10:51:53 PM
As the big bear orc starts to go invisible, Ilsidur gets one last swing at him with the silver battle axe. [OOC: hit AC -1 for 6 pts of damage.] He shouts in Orcish, "You stupid bear orc, now you run like a scared kobold! You fight only with surprise, not face a real warrior face to face! Run with your tail between your legs, and the next time we see you, we'll cut your tail off! Or will you stay and fight like a real orc?!?"
Sly Foxx and Luke Tuesday October 24th, 2000 1:19:06 AM
Sly after throwing his spell, realizes that it is the wrong spell. Tell himself * Tangle, stupid, Tangle not web. now your going to pay with your life.* Sly before his being hit, releases (POO DOO) the last magic missels at the orcs #3 or #4. Then he is hit with the arrows (Sly now has only 5 hit points of life left.) He goes uncoscious.
Lok Mufflefoot d20=4 d20=17 d4+1=3 Tuesday October 24th, 2000 7:30:39 AM
Seeing that he is completely useless in a real fight Lok almost gives up at that moment. There is no way this weak halfling could match up to something of the likes of the bear orc. As Sly goes down, the halfling decides that there is no use watching the rest die. Throwing his daggers at the two orcs who have littered Sly with arrows, Lok hopes that he can save Sly's life. The first dagger bounces off a tree and goes scittering off somewhere. His second dagger however, finds it's mark. As the short blade finds flesh, the halfling almost laughs at the comparisson of himself to the bear/orc.
Uteva d20=13 d20+4=24 Tuesday October 24th, 2000 9:19:28 AM
Silent now, the freckled young woman tries desperately to parry Orc #6's last blow. She can't get her sword around in time (13, miss), but with a determined surge (2 hero points), she manages to knock his weapon aside (24, -2 off-hand, +1 weapon, hit AC -4). Knowing that the group is in trouble, Teva fights on with grim determination.
Sir Thomas Tuesday October 24th, 2000 7:59:15 PM
"Nice move to capture his roque. I think Domi has this one Father, but you played him well in my opinion." Thomas continues to dream in his unconscious state about the gaming of gods.
Alyndar Tuesday October 24th, 2000 8:55:43 PM
moves to sir thomas in a defensive pose, when he gets there he fiddles with sir thomas's stuff and retrieves the healing potion. Aly pops the top and forces it down sir thomas's throat. Then prepares to cast color spray at his next available opportunity.
Sly tries to Die (DM Jerry) d4=1 d4=4 2d4(3+2)+2=7 d20=5 d20=13 d20=3 d8=6 d20=17 d8=8 d2=2 d20=17 d8=1 Tuesday October 24th, 2000 10:20:11 PM
Orc #1 takes a mortal blow from Trace to the head and collapses to the ground, dead. Sly does 1 hpd to #3 and 4 to #4 with her Magic missile. #3 hold his ground. Lok's dagger drops Orc #4 as he was about to run. Alyndar's administering of the healing potion to Sir Thomas gives him 7hps. His eyes open suddenly.
Orc #3 (made intelligence check by alot rolling a 5) realizes that Sly is faking it and runs forward hopping up on the wagon, sword drawn. He motions for Sly to get up and face him. He steps right on the carefully packed flours and pans that Alyndar has organized to fit into the cart.
Orcs 5 and 6 attack Uteva who truly needs some help. (rolled 13 and 3) One hits her for 6hpd.
Orc #7 attacks Quint rolling a 17 and does 8hpd. He hops back and forth from foot to foot cheering himself on.
Orc #8 finds himself looking at a retreating Alyndar, who goes to his comrade's help. He gets an even/odd for a breaking attack. (even.) So he turns on Quint and attacks Quint rolling a 17 hitting him for 1hpd.
Orc #9, the teenager, stands near the brutal combat and shakes.
Trace and Radiant d20+2=8 d20+2=5 d20+2=5 d20=12 d8+3=5 Tuesday October 24th, 2000 10:39:17 PM
Trace sees that Sly is in trouble and calls for Radiant to attack orc #3. Again Radiant merely fly in and around with out a hit. I guess hopeing to irriate the orc too death. Meanwhile Trace runs to Uteva's side and hammers down on orc #5 causeing green blood to spew from it's chest. Gaining in confidence Trace screams in orc "you orcs are all but dead without your leader"
Lok Mufflefoot d20=18 d20=6 d4+1=2 Tuesday October 24th, 2000 11:05:55 PM
Whipping one dagger at the orc who stands above Sly(18 hit 2 damage), the halfling hopes to neutralize the orc so that he can help where he is else there is need. It thunks pleasantly into the chest of that orc. Turning around quickly, the halfling whips his other dagger in a strange motion that sends it into the ground before the fire, instead of into the backs of Uteva's opponents. With an apologetic glance to Uteva he hopes he will have an opportunity to help her momentarily.
Sly Foxx and Luke d20=9 d20=11 Tuesday October 24th, 2000 11:10:12 PM
Luke will do as he was told,he attack as soon as the orc #3 hops on the wagon, giving time for Sly to take up his sword, and swing.(I think Sly and Luke MISSED?)
Sly Foxx and Luke d4=2 Wednesday October 25th, 2000 9:31:54 AM
Damage to orc #3 from mm
Uteva d20=15 d8=3 d20=16 d4+1=2 Wednesday October 25th, 2000 9:57:26 AM
The slim brunette grits her teeth against the pain and focusses her attack on #6. Her short sword glances off his shoulder (15, -3, hit AC 7), but she buries one of her favourite daggers in his thigh (16, -2+1, hit AC 4, 2hpd). "I don't know what you said, Trace," she mutters, "but I'm glad you're here."
Ilsidur d20=2 Wednesday October 25th, 2000 7:11:06 PM
Ilsidur steps in front of orc #8, to cover Alyndar's back. He shouts at the orc in orcish, "Why don't you try me on for size, instead of peoples' backs, you kobold!" He swings at the orcs legs, but the orc easily manages to step out of the way of the awkward swing. [OOC: miss with a roll of 2, unless the orcs have AC 15]. "I better get used to the balance of this new axe in a hurry," he mumbles to himself.
Sir Thomas d20=15 d8=3 Wednesday October 25th, 2000 8:19:33 PM
Thomas' eyes flutter open but the darkness doesn't recede as quickly as would be pertinent in this situation. It doesn't matter since he is utterly confused about what is going on. The last thing he remembers is hitting the ground and trying to stand up but getting pummeled by something. The light cast by the moon, stars, and fire finally creep into his mind. He surveys the scene and realizes that there is no time to decide what is what. He sees is friends in trouble while he sits on the ground. He searches frantically for his sword and finds it a few feet to his right. He crawls over to grab it and finds that his left arm is useless and in an undescribable amount of pain. The pain makes his vision waver, but he grits his teeth against it, grabs his sword and stands up. He staggers wearily as his mind is still cluttered from the beating he took. He hurries over to where the orc stands on the wagon over Sly. "HEY!" he shouts as he swings his sword at the legs of the creature with his good hand. (rolled 15 for attack with thaco of 15 doing 3 +3 for STR points damage) The swing causes him to over balance his body twisting such that his arm flares with pain. He is forced to drop to one knee from a momentary blackout, but at least he got in a good shot to the orc's leg (hopefully). While on his knee he keeps his head up to try to get a look at what is going on around him.
Qwint Edsa d20=20 d20=12 d6+1=5 Wednesday October 25th, 2000 9:37:14 PM
Yelling in agony, Qwint bleeds a lot. Then he gets mad and fires an arrow which appears to go right through the Orc and out the other side (Rolled a 20 [crithit]+1=21, so max damage which is 6+1=7, then hit again and got a 5, total of 12 damage) Qwint jumps up and down a bit, then runs and hides behind a boulder.
"Platcha!" (DM Jerry) Wednesday October 25th, 2000 9:56:12 PM
Trace hammers #5. Lok hits #3. Both remain standing.[Sly read my post from yesterday. I rolled your damage for you since you forgot.] Uteva hits #6 and it falls dead with a gurgle of blood coming out of it's neck. Sir Thomas looking either like the walking dead or like the weaving drunk manages to swipe effectively at #3 cutting him in half. The top half lands right at Sly's feet. Quint's critical hit allows the max damage and the extra when his second roll hits (see Online Combat Rules)dropping #7 as the arrowhole goes right through his brain.
#8 turns and runs from battle. Isildur has an even/odd chance to attack him as he breaks.. #5 does the same running from Trace and Uteva. Both have an even/odd chance to attack him as he breaks. The teenager, #9, screams, "Platcha!!" as #7 goes down. He screams again and runs screaming into the trees towards the west.
Sly Foxx and Luke Wednesday October 25th, 2000 10:31:52 PM
Sly gets up of his back and jumps out of the wagon. Sly runs after the teen ager( or a very young orc), Sly yells at Luke "Come on,Luke let's get him." Sly is hurt but will try to tackle the teenager #9 orc (as long as his strenth hold out.)
Trace and Radiant d20=19 d20=2 Wednesday October 25th, 2000 10:36:17 PM
As orc #5 runs for it Trace takes a swing and misses badly in his attempt. "Yes run you fool, thats what you get when you attack an elf in his underware while sleeping." After that Trace puts on his armor and redies himself for the day ahead. He then raises the fire so that they may have hot water to help heal and to cook with for breakfeast. "I am sorry I am not much of a healer but I will help anyone the best I can." Trace walks over to Uteva and slides his arm around her and helps her over to the fire to sit and rest. "Is there something I can do for you?"
Ilsidur Wednesday October 25th, 2000 10:46:04 PM
Ilsidur ignores orc #8 running away with his tail between his legs. Instead, he shouts to Sly to hold up, and casts entangle in the bush around the teenage orc. "We need to capture this one so taht we can find out what is going on!"
Alyndar Thursday October 26th, 2000 12:51:10 AM
Aly tends to the wounded. He pulls out his herbology book, thumbs through to the healing herbs section and starts whipping up some healing tea for everyone. And, while he's at it, he starts preparing breakfast. Fresh rolls with raspberry jam and the special tea.
Wobbly Uteva d2=2 Thursday October 26th, 2000 10:34:34 AM
Uteva nods in satisfaction as the orc falls at her feet. Too sore to take advantage of #5's open back, she leans on the young ranger and let's him lead her wherever he chooses. "My thanks, Trace, for your help on both counts." She smiles wanly. "My only desire at the moment is for sleep, but I may have some of that tea first. Alyndar, have you any honey left to sweeten it?"
Teva digs into her pack for old shirts to use as bandages, and hands one to Trace. "Is everyone injured?" She helps as the companions clean and bind each other's wounds, leaving the challenge of Sir Thomas to the healers.
Lok Mufflefoot d20=11 d100=62 d20=3 Thursday October 26th, 2000 5:52:08 PM
Still whipping daggers about Lok says "Let's get us an informant." Lok whips two fresh daggers from his belt and attempts to slam a dagger into the teenager's thigh. His first throw (11, hits ac 5, teenager also has back turned, but is aimed shot so dunno exactly how to work that equation, btw 62 i accidentally hit 1d100 instead of second d20 die so ignore it) and second throw (to hit 3, not a hit)travel parralel for a moment towards the teenager. The second throw however of a sudden drops from the air nicking off of a tree branch. The first dagger travels onward towards the teenager's thigh...
Sir Thomas Thursday October 26th, 2000 8:07:19 PM
Thomas looks around and sees that the rest of their foes are fleeing and so drops from his knee to his butt, whincing with pain as he goes. His left arm hangs limply at his side. "Thank you Domi. I did not fair well this time, but maybe you will be proud with my best effort." Drained of energy, Thomas Stands and staggers over to where the rest of the group are congregating. "May I help someone with Alemi's grace? I'm glad you told me to hold on to that power Ilsidur. I think now would be the time to use it." Thomas drops his sword since it doesn't appear that it will be useful any more this morning. Thomas takes a seat and waits for Alyndar to come look at his arm and back. He wipes a bit of blood from his forehead as it trickles down from the spot where he got the large orc with the headbutt. "Is that mine or his?" Thomas is no longer talking to any particular member of the group. "We're all ok, right? I mean, beaten and abused, but not out." Thomas continues to mutter and talk inconsistently for quite a time longer.
Qwint Edsa d20=2 Thursday October 26th, 2000 9:14:33 PM
As Orc #5 starts to flee, he says in barely a whisper "No you don't" and looses some arrows. Unfortunately, though, they don't find their mark and the Orcs run off into the woods. Packing up his arrows and slinging his bow over his shoulder he limps back to the rest of the group, badly hurt, but not dead. "Is anyone seriously hurt?"
The Morning After (DM Jerry) d20=6 d20=4 d20=10 d20=4 d20=6 d4+1=3 d6=1 d6=1 d20=1 Friday October 27th, 2000 12:19:54 AM
#9 was a good 120' from Sly when he took off after the crybaby orc. However, she maintains that distance and sees a glimpse of him in the trees as he runs.(perception check of 6 made) Sly also realizes as he runs after the hapless orc that Bear may be out here somewhere and Sly is now moving away from the camp heading west--southwest.(Intel. check of 4)
Isildur casts Entangle on the teenage Orc and sure enough, gets him! Orc #9 the teenage-- snivelling--crying--wonder of bravery....breaks out in fresh tears and wailing.
Lok's "called shot" hits the orc in the thigh. (-4 to hit penalty, cancelled by a +4 to hit held opponents.) He does 3hpd to the orc who screams, but is unable to move a hand to the wound to pull out the dagger.
In the meantime, two arrows fly through the air whistling from some unknown location to the north, and aiming for the tied up young orc. Both hit. (loss of dex to AC and plus 4 to hit an unmoving target makes the unlucky teen an easy hit.) Both do only 1hpd, but that is all that is necessary as the young orc's eyes roll up in his head and he is dead.
Sly (perception check of 1) hears a voice that is definitely Bear's somewhere near him and to the north of him say: "Yess....." in what seems to be somewhat better common than he was using before.
Alyndar's herbal blend tea tastes extremely bitter (Alyndar, make a herbology check [Int. at -2] for your concoction of the tea please. If you succeed, everyone gets 1d2 hps of healing.)
The morning dawns glorious revealing the blood stained campsite. The brightness and colors of the morning sun seem to make the dreamlike combat of the night before very real and surreal.
Ilsidur Friday October 27th, 2000 12:46:51 AM
Ilsidur says to Sir Thomas, "Hold up on using your healing ability for a few minutes. [OOC: I am waiting for a ruling from Jerry to finish the post.]
Wobbly Uteva d20=17 Friday October 27th, 2000 10:58:52 AM
At Qwint's question, the young woman looks up from tearing her rag into strips. Her freckles stand out in sharp contrast on pallid skin, but her mouth quirks in a grin. "You mean, besides yourself?" She waves him over and begins cleaning his cuts. "There's Sir Thomas, Sly the pincushion, and me. Maybe we should roll bones to see who gets a spot in the cart."
Teva surveys the scene (17 miss perception). "Are all these vermin dead?" she asks. "Lok, since you're armored, will you make sure of them?"
"Sir Thomas, I meant to ask before. What are these Domi and Alemi of yours?"
Sly Foxx and Luke Friday October 27th, 2000 1:00:53 PM
Sly wakes in the morning, this time puts his chain male and clothes on, and limps to the fire and breackfast. He laught at Uteva remark and says,"Excuse me, Uteva,For just a moment. After the battle last night, I ran after the young one, because HE (teenage Orc)was told to cut my throat, back before the we got on the road. I don't know what he was doing in this battle, but he was killed by his own party. I'm afraid we have made some enermies, last night. I think we are going to see that big one again. So why don't we make for the nearest town and get healed. AND most of all get better armor." Sly get's up and limps over to Alyndar, with his head bent,"May I have some of that Tea of yours, Please?" Then mumbles"next time try to use the right spell."
Qwint Edsa Friday October 27th, 2000 3:20:53 PM
Thanking Uteva, Qwint limps over to the campfire and warms up. Then he turns to the rest of th group and says "I say that we put up double-watches just in case they try to come back, what do you say?"
Lok Mufflefoot d100=30 d100=40 Friday October 27th, 2000 3:57:47 PM
Lok curses fuol words unfitting a happy halfling when the orc teenager goes down. Grabbing his daggers from about the camp he says to the rest "Recover and stay ready and alert. Ima gonna go find out what our orc "friends" are doing killing my informant like that!" With as much speed as the perfectly healthy, yet cursing uncharacteristically halfling can muster he then starts moving silently (30 pass ms) through the trees and staying (40 pass hs) in the shadows to go track down either bear, the archers, or generally somebody he can vent his frustration on. With daggers pulled the halfling calms his anger over the attack upon his friends and sets about the buisness of tracking one of the orcs down.
Alyndar d20-2=-1 Friday October 27th, 2000 5:35:57 PM
<Jerry, rolled negative 1 for herbology roll> Aly sets about doing chores like applying bandages, making sure everyone drinks their tea, and eats before cleaning up the dishes and putting things up to be ready to move out.
Sir Thomas Friday October 27th, 2000 9:06:41 PM
(OOC: Wasn't that a potion of FULL healing?) Sir Thomas is still not seeing things clearly when the sun comes up. He is sitting proped up against small rock. HIs shoulders are slouched and his head hangs down as his chin rests upon his chest. "I can't say how much I appreciate all of your help this morning. I am not sure what happened, but I know I was out and then I was back. I'm sure it was you guys. Thanks for being there for me." He rolls his eyes up to look at Uteva, "Alemi and Domi are the lords of my fate. Alemi brings justice to the Wold and Domi brings glory and honor to those with good hearts and strong wills. They are my protectors. They are my gods." Thomas simply goes through the motions of eating and packing up his gear and cleaning up the area. He puts on his armor with some difficulty because of the pain of his left arm. "I will walk, you ride Uteva. Someone just point me in the right direction." Thomas walks with a slight lean to the left to protect his injured arm. He leaves his backpack and shield in the cart if there is room so that he is carrying nothing while he walks.
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