Here I come to save the day! Iliante watches the enemies flee before him and his revolver of death. Wonder why Penance is yelling? There all running away. Iliante stands up and steps toward Penance. He takes aim and shoots one of the armored creatures in melee with Penance.
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Ok. Ok then. You can do this. Two at the same time. It can be done, I know it. Telemakos’ fingers move spasmodically as the gnome prepares another incantation I’m doing this. I’m doing this yes yes “I’m doing it now!” he darts from behind the tent, pointing the finger in front of himself “There!” he shouts. A short, squat, thick mound of sand takes life and a somewhat humanoid shape.
“Yes! I did it! Two at onc…” he looks behind himself, to see the fire elemental previously summoned disappear in a puff of smoke Darn it…what went wrong? I don’t… bah…
Focusing his attention on the newly summoned earth elemental, the gnome shouts in the hard-sounding Terran language. “Ki raro! Pana ratou i roto i te poka! Ki raro ka haere ratou!”
The small mound of sand darts through the beach and slams head first into the lizard’s thorax, crushing a couple of ribs.
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Emerion keeps moving eastwards then flicks his wrist to bring his revolver to bare, aiming at the nearest lizard mount.
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Shinjuko is confused to recognize components of her own language within the strange creature's response, though vexed that the similarities end there—she understands next to nothing about its manner of speech. Given the circumstances, she figures the likely response is one of proud defiance. She admires the creature's resolve against such overwhelming odds despite most assured death. The young samurai-ko will decides to offer it a swift and honorable death befitting its bravery.
Sword and swordswoman perform as one. Her initial attack strikes out in a blur of blue energy across the back of its knee. She has no need of the arcane shimmer that paints itself across the back of the creature's neck. Her tachi is already honing in on the spot before the dweomer has fully manifested. Given her unique upbringing, the concept of being a second to one given the honor of seppuku is one she never thought to be selected for, though Mifune-sama instructed her all the same. Afforded the advantage of her foes back, her mind races ultimately to a killing stroke not terribly unlike such a blow.
Noriki no meiyo hisses through the air towards the gap beneath the backside of the armored figure's helmet...
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Devram looks to Shinjuko when the enemy speaks. He knew it was Tian but nothing like his short lessons. He's shocked instead when the woman's sword decapitates the man. "What the hell? What did he say?"
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"I for one have no idea," Corridan replies as he impassively looks at the now dead rider fall to the ground, his head separated from his body quite cleanly. The tailor's words come through clenched teeth, his clothes bloodied where his wounds are. "Quickly now. The battle is far from over, I believe," he then reminds himself and his companions alike as he starts moving towards the east side of the camp as fast as he is able to.
"No--" Penance says, dumbly, as Georg is brutally dropped right before him. No. Dammit, no--
He has nothing left for Georg-- no last bit of grace from Abadar, no chance to intervene and change fate. He'd gone and used it all on himself, and he doubts Abadar will answer him twice.
Taldane doesn't suit his mood now, thanks. Penance snarls vile curses in the tongue of the orcs as he tries to bring his sword down with brutal force on the enemy that just ran his soldier through. "
Intihar anasız fahişə-hoppana-hoppana donuz əslli çaqqal sevən təpə!" His greatsword slams solidly into the armored humanoid's body, sending a spurt of blood out to drench the sands. The rider is staggered by the blow for a moment, and is horribly injured, but it doesn't go down.
"Drop the sword and surrender!" Devram yells at the remaining rider. "You're surrounded and alone." He motions to the Aspis members surrounding the man and points with his sword at the man's sword. Even if he didn't speak the same language, Devram hopes the intent was clear.
"讓一萬匹馬的蝨子居住你媽的屄!" the rider shouts into Devram's face.
Here I come to save the day! Iliante watches the enemies flee before him and his revolver of death. Wonder why Penance is yelling? They're all running away. Iliante stands up and steps toward Penance. He takes aim and shoots the rider that Penance sliced open. The armored humanoid falls over dead.
Ok. Ok then. You can do this. Two at the same time. It can be done, I know it. Telemakos’ fingers move spasmodically as the gnome prepares another incantation. I’m doing this. I’m doing this yes yes “I’m doing it now!” he darts from behind the tent, pointing the finger in front of himself “There!” he shouts. A short, squat, thick mound of sand takes life and a somewhat humanoid shape. “Yes! I did it! Two at onc…” he looks behind himself, to see the fire elemental previously summoned disappear in a puff of smoke Darn it…what went wrong? I don’t… bah…
Focusing his attention on the newly summoned earth elemental, the gnome shouts in the hard-sounding Terran language. “Ki raro! Pana ratou i roto i te poka! Ki raro ka haere ratou!”
The small mound of sand darts through the beach and slams head first into the lizard’s thorax, crushing its ribcage and heart. The rider is flung face first onto the sand as the lizard spasms in death.
Emerion keeps moving eastwards then flicks his wrist to bring his revolver to bare. He aims at the rider in melee with Penance and fires, puncturing a hole in the rider's arm.
Shinjuko is confused to recognize components of her own language within the strange creature's response, though vexed that the similarities end there—she understands next to nothing about its manner of speech. Given the circumstances, she figures the likely response is one of proud defiance. She admires the creature's resolve against such overwhelming odds despite most assured death. The young samurai-ko will decides to offer it a swift and honorable death befitting its bravery.
Sword and swordswoman perform as one. Her initial attack strikes out in a blur of blue energy across the back of its knee. She has no need of the arcane shimmer that paints itself across the back of the creature's neck. Her tachi is already honing in on the spot before the dweomer has fully manifested. Given her unique upbringing, the concept of being a second to one given the honor of seppuku is one she never thought to be selected for, though Mifune-sama instructed her all the same. Afforded the advantage of her foes back, her mind races ultimately to a killing stroke not terribly unlike such a blow.
Noriki no meiyo hisses through the air towards the gap beneath the backside of the armored figure's helmet. It slices cleanly through to send the rider's head flying across the beach.
Devram looks to Shinjuko when the enemy speaks. He knew it was Tian but nothing like his short lessons. He's shocked instead when the woman's sword decapitates the man. "What the hell? What did he say?"
"I for one have no idea," Corridan replies as he impassively looks at the now dead rider fall to the ground, his head separated from his body quite cleanly. The tailor's words come through clenched teeth, his clothes bloodied where his wounds are. "Quickly now. The battle is far from over, I believe," he then reminds himself and his companions alike as he starts moving towards the east side of the camp as fast as he is able to.
The remaining guards on the western side of camp follow Corridan, running towards the east.
The guards on the western side of camp form a new defensive line. "Agents, draw them into the light so we can fight too!" one of the older human men calls. He has a rather impressive mustache, but small beady eyes that are barely visible. His leathery dark tanned skin shines with sweat in the firelight. The other soldiers seem to be looking to him for guidance.
Many of the riders on the eastern side of camp have moved beyond sight, but their battle cries can be heard from amongst the tents, along with confused shouts of other mercenaries stumbling out in the dark trying to get torches lit.
Those who do remain converge on Penance, seeing what a rallying effect the stubborn half-orc has had on the men. The lizard in the pit climbs out to join in the fun. "İndi siz atdırmaq" the last remaining mounted rider spits at Penance in orcish that is so archaic and heavily accented that it takes him a minute to recognize the language.
The first blow comes from Penance's side, he doesn't see it coming as he whirls to confront his taunter. The rider shoves his longsword through the side joint in Penance's armor stabbing the blade through him up to its crossguard. The tip of the blade emerges from the half-orc's other side red with his heart's blood. The other riders laugh and one of them swings up into the empty saddle instead of attacking Penance further.
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Closing some more distance, he cast a spell with his free hand. Speaking a few words of magic while making a quick gesture leaves his hand palm up as the magical energies draw water from the air. Removing the heat from the water as it is summoned allows it to form a sphere of snow above his palm that flies out with the energy of the spell at it's target.
"Surround and capture one if you can. Kill it's beast, they are slow without them."
Iliante screams in despair as he watches the sword impale Penance. He shoots the armored humanoid between the gnome and Penance from the hip. They will all die!
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Penance's eyes widen slightly at hearing the strange Orcish, but he responds quickly in kind--
"Sizin yaxşı gün--"
But the words are cut off by the sword driving into him. Penance stares down at the blade in his body.
"....s@@~," he says in weak Common, before crumpling slowly to the ground in a clang of armor and overwhelming injuries.
Devram glares at Shinjuko but the sound of battle to the east draws his attention. "Let's go help. It will be useful if we can take one alive though. Especially since we now know we might be able to speak to them."
He takes off towards the eastern battle. As he nears the center of the camp, he spots movement to the south. "Is that the enemy? Have then penetrated our lines already?"
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Telemakos feels down to his last tricks. This close to battle, the enemies trading blows with his companion a few feet from him, he feels incredibly out of place.
Oh Gods. I am going to die. I should’ve never come here. I could’ve reasoned with Aspis, I could’ve… his train of thought is cut short by the last Penance’s last scream. As the paladin, who so far had been a bastion in the fight (not to mention a magnet for enemy attacks), falls down in agony, a chilling sensation runs down the gnome’s spine. The sight of the armored brute in front of him, raising his blade, almost sends him into a panic attack.
“Aah! No! No! Stay away! Arasmes, hit him! ‘Ras! ‘Ras!” Oh Nethys he’s not here he’s not here what now what “You! I mean koe!” he screams at the earth elemental “te awhina i ahau! patua ratou! haere mai i runga i tae mai ki runga ki a ratou i papaki!”
As the earth elemental comes to his aid, the trembling gnome faces his opponent “Don’t come any closer! I-I warn you!” averting his gaze in fear and almost cowering, the gnome points his finger at the enemy’s feet and whispers a prayer “Oh please Nethys help me do something don’t make him come any closer!” and almost by accident, a spray of foul-smelling, slippery grease sprouts out of him hands. “Oh that is awful! What…what is that…?” his disgusted face changes to hopeful in seeing the enemy losing his balance “Ha! That is right! Not so threatening now, are you? PATUA RATOU!”
And the elemental patua happily, he patuas the lizard right in the pelvis, much to Telemakos’ joy. And now let's run! thinks the gnome, withdrawing from the heat of the battle.
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Hearing distant cries from the other end of camp, Shinjuko flicks gobs of crystallized blood away from her blade and into the sand. She scrambles up the ditch as quick as she is able, sprinting across a great length of the camp in a desperate bid to effect some manner of assistance to the beleaguered souls still struggling.
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I'll gladly offer up one of Shinjuko's Hero Points (speaking of which, I should probably update my profile with that) in place of your own. Given that you saved me from burning one on the whale-monster, seems more than reasonable. That's assuming that's okay with Jelani, too.
Regarding Penance/Hero Pointage: I'm honestly fine with spending Penance's, since he's the one who had the bright idea to run off and try and hold one side of the camp by himself, but I appreciate the offers from both Shinjuko and Telemakos (and I like the symmetry of repaying Shin's 'debt', too).
It's up to either of you, honestly. I'll spend my own, unless one of you insists. I'm sure I'll need my ass saved sometime in the future...
Like before during his fight with the rider, Corridan centers himself as he runs, reaching into himself and finding there the same reserve of speed as before. Only this time, the tailor channels that speed not into his fists, but his legs, making it possible for him to run much faster than his companions in an attempt to reach Penance and his foes that much faster. Still he silently curses their attackers, not only for their assault on the camp, but also for forcing his hand in revealing just a little too much about himself and what he is capable of.
The guards continue to hold their line in the firelight, preventing any of the enemies from getting into the northern side of the camp.
The rider and lizard in the grease stand up. The other mounted pair moves towards the line of guards, who all swing with their swords once they close. The guards' attacks all bounce off the riders' heavy armor.
The riders on the south side of camp form up and begin funneling through the tunnels to come around for a flank. The one on the east side who escaped the grease attacks the guards. His blade, and his lizard's teeth meet nothing but shield.
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Penance lies there, very still, possibly leaving his comrades to fear the worst.
Recasting the spell while hoping for better luck he sends another snowball at the enemy. It seemed luck was kinder to him this time around and the armored enemy not only takes the blow but suffers the full effect of the magic induced cold impact.
Iliante settles down. His vision narrows to the creatures near Penance. He calmly aims and shoots.
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Wasting no time, Corridan moves to support the wounded Penance. Unfortunately, however, his own wounds start to catch up with him as both his strikes miss their target.
"Riders to the south! They've penetrated the camp!" Devram shouts as he nears the light and sees the lizard forms creeping along the tents. He rushes among the tents and calls to the mercenaries around him. "Those close, rally to me! Others move to the east and fortify our position there. "
Devram steps out in front of the soldiers taking his sinuous stance once again. He levels his blade at the closest lizard. "Dance with me, you bastard. I promise to drown you in your own blood."
"Riders to the south! They've penetrated the camp!" Devram shouts as he nears the light and sees the lizard forms creeping along the tents. He rushes among the tents and calls to the mercenaries around him. "Those close, rally to me! Others move to the east and fortify our position there. "
Devram steps out in front of the soldiers taking his sinuous stance once again. He levels his blade at the closest lizard. "Dance with me, you bastard. I promise to drown you in your own blood."
Telemakos is taken aback in seeing his elemental’s attack unable to kill another lizard “Keep go-ing! Keep hitting!” he shouts in Terran, withdrawing even more.
Then his attention is caught by the four lizardmen () irrupting into the camp from south. Ooh stupid! You should’ve covered that too. Uff. So much running around this beach. a hacking sound and the clash of blade upon shield bring him back to the battle Oh Gods I almost forgot. Ok. Ok. Just… “Men! Aspis’ best and bravest! To the southern border, enemies approaching!” I sure hope that is the right lingo… “Look upon the face of the enemy, fear not the darkness! The Gold Coins of the Consortium will provide light for you blades!”
I haven’t used this trick in ages… but this is not something a Krostumolis forgets…
Waving his hands around, more out of showmanship than real need, Telemakos summons four golden lights in the general direction of the attack, bathing the area in soft luminescence.