Jones shanks the wolf, though its tough hide deflects most of the force of his non-silvered blade.
Zin barely misses her first ray, the bolt deflected by some invisible sheen on the wolf's body. The second nails the beast in the chest, leaving a small scorch mark. He does not seem amused.
Darius scowls as he made effort to swipe at the chest of the same Wolf Zin Targeted. Releasing the Burning Curse that Zin is afflicted with upon the beast.
The wolf howls in pain as its life force is drained, shriveling on the spot!
It growls in anger.
"You will pay!" it cries, and swings its Bastard Sword.
Sledge slams a werewolf scrub.
Sledge sends out a flurry of strikes, dropping the first werewolf with a single punch!
The second werewolf moves up beside its fallen brother, and take sout its rage on Sledge!
"DIE!"
Or at the very least, the space surrounding Sledge.
Sledge slams the werewolf.
It is a fairly average slam, across the board.
Jones super-stabs the werewolf.
Jones' Rapier pierces the werewolf's heart, killing it instantly.
Sledge takes a good listen.
There are definitely other creatures inside this building.
Sledge will bust on in.
Inside is a huge millstone, lopsidedly resting on its broken spindle. Not much of interest lies in this room, unless you want some hay, or centuries old flour.
Voices drift down from upstairs, then abruptly cease. The sound of weapons being drawn rings through the mill.
"Grab all the flour you can and let's go!"
Sledge will lunge over to the stairs and smash them.
Passing a meaningful glance to Zin, "Thrown down your weapons and surrender, or we'll burn ya out!"
"Zin, say somethin' scary."
Samuel destroys the only staircase.
Zin (23)
Darius (18)
Adimarus (18)
Demon Wolf (16)
Sledge (11)
Jones (10)
Demon Wolf (7)
Demon Wolf (4)
Darius growls as he sniffs the air, tainted with wolf. " its time to hunt it seems once more. "
He casts Divine Favor once more unfurling his whip. Readying himself below. His wounds were still somewhat Fresh.
"Come out at once or sit in what is soon to be a burning tomb for you all, it makes no difference to me."
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There comes a worried whispering from upstairs, which is silenced by a a deep, bassy growl, and then a barked order.
A black-furred werewolf appears at the top of the stairs, looks down at you, then at the ruined staircase, and growls himself.
"These bastards destroyed the stairs."
A huff of annoyance comes form the back room, and one more Demon Wolf appears, followed by a much more intimidating figure.
There stands a tall Jezeldan dressed in pitch black plate, covered in red runes and spikes
"Well, you've called me out. What do you plan to do now that you have me?" he bares his fangs in threat, then casually hops down the 10 feet to the floor, ankles popping sickeningly as they disloacate then re-set immediately. His crony follows suit. As he falls he draws his Falchion. He concentrates for a moment and the red glow along the blade intensifies, edge becoming visibly sharper.
The Demon Wolf sets himself up in front of Adimarus (blocking a charge and providing partial cover against frontal attacks), but does not engage.
Sledge will withdraw slightly.
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"I suppose we could have a nice conversation about why you're here, and negotiate your peaceful withdrawal."
"Orrrrrr.... We can flesh out the details of your cremation."
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"You think I hold any fear of fire?" Adimarus chuckles.
"Fight and die, flee and die, or surrender and die. It makes no difference to me."
"You're speaking about yourself and your mutts I assume?"
"You Werewolf trash are all about talking big until the killing starts, and then all I hear is yelping."
"I am a manifestation of the essence of Fire. You're a b%&$+ on two legs."
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"I'm a bastard, actually, get your terminology right." Adimarus so far seems unfazed by your taunts.
"You think I hold any fear of fire?" Adimarus chuckles.
"Fight and die, flee and die, or surrender and die. It makes no difference to me."
"Damn, man. Could you teach me to be cool and edgy like you?"
"Tell me, when you put on that armor, do you ever cut your hands on those spikes?"
Jones delays until Zin shoots a fireball.
"I'm not a weak creature like you. Mere steel cannot harm my flesh."
A third wolf appears at the top of the stairs and drops down, followed by a fourth who follows, but stays above. He wields a bow.
"Cover each other, everyone! Don't leave any gaps in your defenses!" he calls. Everyone (including Adimarus) listens to the man's advice, becoming a more cohesive unit.
Darius laughs as the fireball goes out. " Ofcourse mere steel will do nothing to you Jezeldan, but we both know the weakness of your kind well. Finding the heart will be easy once you are dead. "
The three Demon Wolves shriek in pain and fear, while their master chuckles, barely singed.
"Then come and take it, you warped excuse for a werewolf hunter." Adimarus sneers.
" Tough talk coming from one who was afraid to die. I'm going to rend your head off just like Mathus. "
Darius moves up and Whips the Demon Wolf protecting Adimarus from 15 ft away.
Darius barely manages to lay whip all over the Demon Wolf's face. It screams in pain and clutches its face. one eye swelling shut.
Adimarus smiles.
"Ah. Our first taker."
Adimarus points his hand at Darius and intones "Jezelda, give me the power to strike down this force of Good." and Darius is outlined in a black and red nimbus, then he strides forward, shoving his injured minion out of the way.
"Leave this one to me. Take the rest." he says.
He strolls forward, and swings his nasty looking Bastard Sword forward in a vicious arc.
The injured Demon Wolf double moves in on Sledge.
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Sledge will sock the wolf that approached him.
"Strike down this force of good? You're aware and okay with the fact that you're evil? You're like a villain from a kid's story. Pathetic."
Sledge socks the werewolf once.
Adimarus: "Evil is what I have been labeled, and so be it. I don't care if weaklings want to justify their weakness by hiding behind a facade of righteousness. I will crush you and take what I wish, as I have crushed everyone until now."
Your whip has always had Reach. You threaten at 10 feet, don't you?
Jones stabs one of the less impressive wolves.