"I have been a bit nostalgic of late, missing the call of battle. The joy of Battlearmor against my flesh. The feel of victory and the pule of pure excitement that runs though my veins As I rip the armor from a Omnimech with my hands. To long have I stayed from the path of Kerensky, to long have I felt the joy of battle, to long have I waited with no trails, no battles , denying myself honor and my clan bondsmen
So I call to you warriors one and all brethren of battle, children of war to step forward and name Thy self. Clansmen, Servant of the corrupt Houses or honor less mercenary. Step forward and be named."
-Star Captain Johnathan Fletcher, 666th Mechanized Assault Cluster, Beta Galaxy. Clan Hell's Horses
Zigel makes his way though the crowed streets of Sigel this pre-peek. Kratos walks at his side taking in the morning feel of the city.He made his way to the Skull and Scepter, A blood didn't have many friends he could depend on really. Life had taut the tifling that. Him and Nightwind went back a ways and be nice to see him again besides it seemed he needed a friend right now.
After reading the note Zigel goes back down stairs for his breakfast.After that and a good smoke he head back upstairs to look into the magic items from the nights little adventure. He has a long day ahead he thinks "ah well I'll do me work and get some sleep, spells to prepare there after,then time to pay a call to an old blood in the marrow."
Zigel's gonna use apprise untrained. then he's off to bed then to chose he spells...kinda like a day of downtime..just need to know how many rolls I need to make.
"Morning to ya bess sweetheart,..smell breakfast I believe I do."
He looks down to his blood coved and chard clothing and takes the letter
"Need to freshen up a bit lass,fresh change o cloths do me a world of good.I will take some of that graevn sausage and milk briskets of yours in a bit.I'll be back after a change and a fast bath.Be a dear a fetch Kratos some roasted meat and some water will ya he eared it last eve."
He makes his ways up stairs leaving kratos trailing bess . Once in his room he cleans himself,and changes cloths.He then stores the items from last eves fun in a chest to be looked over later. Then he settles into a chair as he reads his letter.
Zigel sends kratos up on point the bullhound knows something is wrong so know he acts as scout. Meanwhile zigel mentelly goes over what spells he has left and prepares foor an ambush he knows is outthere
" Cutters that box is a bad ,bad ideal...don't want the hard heads landing on us....I would drop it.We's still gots to slide though the chaulk bloods....need to stay light may need to scatter...kratos feels something bad."
Rolling away from the club wielding goblin zigel takes his aim at the the magic using goblin. Twin green balls of energy leap from his hand and fly unerringly to his foes chest
Magic missile 5 and 3
sorry guys lost track of what round we was on thought I had posted
Zigel tries to spin out of the way.they with a small bronze lens starts chanting again.A ray of flames shoots from his hand to engulf the wand wielding gobbo
attack with ray [url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1608147/]19+3
Zigel drops back into chatting firing off an ice bolt at the tattooed goblin hopping to freeze him in place.
ok ray attack. 18 and damage 6+1=7 the dice gods favor me tonight
Seating at his booth zigel begins to chant and gesture in odd symtrcal motions fingers bent on odd shapes and angles. His chat ends with a sharp rasp. Across the room the table the goblins are at erupts it a storm of snowballs covering the goblins round the table with there unnatural cold.
yep fun area D-11 is the center. Snowball is a 10'burst centered on D-11 so it should hits c,d,e-10-12 If I am wrong let me know don't use maps much so am rusty. They do get a reflex save for half. And my damage is 3+5+1=9
Zigel makes his way into the tavern. He pause at the door to sniff the air .
"Buy the powers what a pig stie..ew ah well goblin hole."
He rolls himself into a nearby booth
"Barkeep give me some of that swile you have here. and hurry it up ya lazy leather headed basher"
unseen to the goblins zigel prepares his compontes for the fun that about to begain.
Zigel takes a moment to think he wants nothing better to freeze the goblins face in ice. However a fight this close to there strong hold is not a good ideal and he hasn't seen the others yet. Zigel puts a easy smile on his face.
"No offense ment, just looking fo' a trollop and a bit of entertainment this anti peak cutter." Zigle straightens his cloths and nods toward the goblins giving hand sigels to Kratos "On my way I am no need fo' any of that take my hunting elsewhere I's will "
He makes his exit from the ally keeping close though kratos."That basher will soon be in the deadbook" he thinks to himself as he takes comfort in the cold flowing though his hands.
"Cutter no one will morn a few doomguard. We can do it your way or both and have the Doomgaurd fix are gobo issue for us. either way goodtimes. HUMM them two haven't seen em they were still out we we left."
He thinks to himself for a bit then looks to geep
" Your call cutter how ya want to do this? Dead doomguard or goblins it ends in the deadbook either way, do matter much to me which one long as its not one of us A''
looking at the note for a moment zigel looks the karrian
'Well cutter ya may just get a chance to use that sodding big meat claver ys been packing about"
Zigel vanishes into his room to dress and gather weapons and spell compaonts , amurgeing a few moments later he looks to karrin and smiles
"Well lets go make a doom guard proud shall we "
Zigel looks to the worried tifling
"ya did fine lass,not in the dead book ya didn't get peeled. ya did spill some chant , and rattled the bonebox a bit but all in all ya did good."
Zigel sits back as the smoke from his pipe fills the area. he look in thought for a bit
"Cutter the cage isn't were ya are from ,its a beast unto itself. You'll learn in time what chants to spill and what darks to bury deep. Most folks see ya as a clueless basher and well ya are, however as long as ya don't get bobed or pelled of som'thing like that you'll do fine."
He glance to the young confused tifling and puffs on his pipe a bit
"Stick around lass and we'll make a proper blood out of ya in time. Besides ya cute when ya rattleing the bonebox like that. And if ya a needing to talk with a cleric we can find ya one in the cage simple."
"Yes it went well we have items we need for a dip in the salt"
glancing at karrin and chuckling "our basher friend here has much to learn about rattiling her bone box,but we also have a place to divy items for some extra jink and there keep it dark. have the others returned yet ?"
sorry busy weekend didnt get to post much
were gonna head back with the supples
Zigel basked in the crowd as they made there ways back to the HQ sigil really was the hub of everything it seemed. He looked over at karrin as they pushed though the crowds and wondered to himself " just how AM I gonna keep the cutter from getting in the dead book? Rattling here bonebox like that leatherheaded clueless. Oh well " He thinks as they walk along with the crowd
Dungeon Monkey wrote:
"We'll cutter i'm trying keeping that one out of the deadbook is about like peeling a power...it can be done..maybe."
well we got a 200 gp limit so we;ll be taking the lotion and the goggles for everyone
Dungeon Monkey wrote:
Zigel's ears picks up from browsing the items he had long ago given up any hope the shop keep knew anything useful to them. He smiles to himself as he hears karrin go on and on about selling back gear blunt cutter she was. fainly he walks back over to the shop keep and karrin
"Well dear Marion ya' has to over look karrien shes a clueless still, Barmy some peaks i'll tell ya that"
He shoots karrien a charming smile and winks
"we'll take there gear,and should someone have a loose bonebox we'll willing to pay for what chant ya have there too. As for staying in salt ..ahug barmy swig that is. Addle cove goblin's and all. The lass has it right about selling ya gear and if ya bar ya bonebox about ever seeing us this peck we got a little extra jink to send ya way.."
Zigel looks at the snail
" And cutter just what does that eat anyhow "
Zigel pulls his pipe out and loads it
"well know the inn has got ya great big multivers out there cutter never heared of your home or your kind before."
smoke from the pipe starts to float about the table it feels the air with a thick aroma
"looks like your stuck here cutter best learn the way it works before ya end up in the dead book ,or take your chances with the doors"
as zigel slowly enjoys his drink savoring the taste he notices the small blue person. "odd looking fellow he things to himself,strange way of talking"
"Sm*rf was it. From what plane or world you you hail, From ribcage myself. I do not know of your kind. And yes the smell is excellent is it not."