Gortech surveys the surrounding chaos with a look that could almost be described as mirth as his hands swiftly reload his ornate crossbow. No sooner had he done so and he has already raised it up, sighted down the scope and fired off yet another shot.
As soon as the bolt has left the crossbow, Gortech is already looking for where he has to go next, and decides that following the lady as she ushers the crowd into a building is a good choice and so he starts backpedaling towards her.
Wraxus sees a taller building,probably three stories with a window on the third,he begins to ascend the small staircases to reach his vantage point.
Myrgar casts his spell and feels his belly warm as divine power surges through him.
As Allera is trying to coordinate the people onward into the building,few actually listen as they continue running and screaming.
Gortech watches as his bolt simply ricochets off the dragon's hide. He begins to assist the woman in her task.
Kandoo yells,putting many people into a brief shock,before,with the orders of three people directing them,begin running towards the think stone merchant hall.
The dragon again seems to ignore Gortech's bolt,continuing its attack on the city,it begins a strafing run. Turning from hovering into full fledged flight,he races over the city,unleashing untold destruction as he breathes death upon the innocents of the city.
Allera continues to shout to the people, even going so far as to push a few in the direction of the building. Quickly into the stone buildings they are the only hope of surviving dragon fire
Realizing the futility of his crossbow as of current, Gortech decides that a different approach is in order, so he packs away his crossbow and follows the Shouting lady into one of the stone buildings.
Alright you lot, hurray it up! Get inside an stay put, the angry lady is right, so IN SIDE!!
Allera knows there are towers with ballistas on top of them the guards use in case of an aerial attack on the city
Kandoo continues trying to round people and getting them to safety. At this point, he sees no use in trying to fight the dragon directly. The ballistas on top of the towers looked promising, but the priority was still around him.
Myrgar nervously looks around through the chaos, looking for a place to be safe. With a massive dragon on the loose, safety doesn't seem entirely realistic, but a futile effort seems more alluring than dying unceremoniously without even trying to survive.
Seeing that a dwarf is ushering the crowd into a stone building, Myrgar runs toward him and casts guidance, hoping that the dwarf can do something to save the town from the dragon. He prepares to take cover in the building himself afterwards.
Racing through the building he ascends into the third story, and rushes to the open window just in time to see the dragon swooping away, unleashing horrific fiery devastation upon the city. How do we stop a beast like this? Calling out to the General of Vengeance, he heaves his javelin at the malevolent beast. "Ragathiel, Lord of Retribution, let this javelin strike true at this horrid beast that even now snuffs out hundreds of souls with each breath!"
Already being ushered by a half Orc,and a human,the dwarf seems to put them where they should be finally. They begin racing towards the building.
Wraxus,reaching the third story window,he quickly throws his javelin,but it seems to have about the same effect as the dwarf's bolts.
Gortech feels a small inspirational feeling in his gut and spread through the his body that seem to aid his actions.
The dragon,on the other hand,continues his fiery bombardment on the city. Then,one of the balista towers seems to whirl into life,turning rapidly to find him and firing off a deadly bolt,which strikes the dragon what should of been a devastating blow. He staggers a bit mid flight,but then simply turns his head towards the tower and lets loose his next breath of flame.
Seeing people finally moving and getting protected, Kandoo finally starts searching for siege weapons or ballistas above the buildings. If he sees any, the half-orc will rush in that direction, trying to use the stone walls to protect himself from the fire on his way.
that ballista didn't last long. need to think up a better idea
once the majority of the people are inside Allera joins them in the relative safety of the building.
"We must keep calm and quiet. Hope the dragon doesn't stay in the area."
Wraxus watches the javelin deflect worthlessly off the scales of the ominous beast. "Damn..." this is Absalom, the City at the Center of the World... home of the Starstone... where were the champions who could defend it against such a monster?!
Leaning out the window, he changes his tactic. Calling on the power of his soul, he calls out, "Heroes of Golarion, champions from across the realms, come now, and defend fair Abasalom! RISE UP, TO ARMS!"
Gotech and Myragar?
Gortech chuckles to himself as one of the humans attempts to rouse the crowd to fight against a dragon, something that they had no chance against.
While this is going on, Gortech is scanning the cityscape, he had seen one ballista fire off against the dragon and then get incinerated and he was looking for another that might be close by.
But he seemed far too focused on the crowd pressing around him to get any real idea of his bearings and instead flows with the crowd into one of the buildings (the one with Allera and Waraxus in it)
Myrgar dashes toward the entrance to a masonry, fully prepared to be blasted to bits before he arrives. He, after far too much running, ends up in the doorway safely, but turns around to see the destruction outside of the building before he heads in.
The people in the building are frantic,attempting to reach the middle of the large,packed hall. Allera's voice is lost amongst the noise of the people yelling and crying,screaming for lost loved ones. Some attempt to run out of the safety of the building,futile trying to save their already dead loved ones.
Kandoo sprints across the alleyway,using the building as cover,when he seems to run into solid air. He slams into it,getting thrown back by his own momentum. He hears a majestic voice in his head.
Go no farther child of my father,this is not yet your fight. He has greater plans for you. We have come to battle this untold evil.
Perception checks anyone who wasn't in the building yet.
The dragon incinerates another tower and turns 180 degrees toward you again. Beginning its rain of death.
Seeing only the burning buildings and screaming civilians, Myrgar takes a deep breath and stumbles back slightly.
any word from Wraxus?
We're going to move on without him this time. Hope to hear from him soon.
Second,as you look up you believe you see another shape,a large dragon,smaller than the one engaging the city,breaking through the clouds. As it speeds towards you,you identify it as a silver dragon. Fear not my child. We have arrived to fight the corrupted! On this day he shall regret his decision to come here. Stay out of the battle,but you may observe. Your time to fight will come,but not this day. For the Father!!!! With that,he opens his maw and spews a bolt of lightning at the dragon,who whips around in anger,only to be smashed in the face by the bolt. He zooms toward the silver dragon,screaming litanies of hate in draconic.
Everyone else feels something change and hear the dragon roar in pain or frustration. He then begins a wild string of curses in his strange tongue.
Go ahead and post you're actions!
Allera ready's her ray of frost spell. Incase things get hot in here, maybe she can keep the stone walls and ceiling cool. And stop this room from becoming an oven. Turning to the people.
Stay away from the walls and sit on the floor.
Myrgar rushed into the interior of the large building, trying to keep as far away from the gaping maw of the heavy wooden doors as possible. If a random burst of fire flew through the open doorway, he didn't want to be at the center of the impact, even with the power of his Firebelly spell on his side.
Gortech laughs derisively at the lady as she tries to direct the people.
Ha! You trying to start a mob there las? Dis is how you direct a crowd!
OI FOLKS, LISTEN UP! SIT. DOWN!
Kandoo excitedly sees his tattoo shine, and quickly kneels down. He then proceeds to seek cover - different than his previous blazing of glory plan - but in a way he can see the dragons. He feels his blood boiling.
Anyone else here?
It's been awhile since anyone posted.
Kandoo has unfortunately stepped out of the game,so we're a player short now.
I'm hoping to see some posts soon.
And no Wraxus. That's not cool. Two players short now. Very sorry for the delay,I was waiting for Wraxus to post
The crowd actually seems to panic even more. They seem to refuse to listen to you. None of them seem to notice the change in atmosphere the fight has taken on,but you have.
Since all of you are inside,you can't see the dragon,but can hear him screeching and then the very familiar sound of his deadly breath. You also hear another sound,but you can't identify it.
The port of Absalom is ablaze, ships burning at their berth.
Some attempted to escape out to sea, but the beast was to fast, its eyesight too keen. several people adrift in the water.
A single small long boat navigates the carnage, a single sailor at the oars, huddled in a drenched cloak.
the sailor stops every-so-often to check for survivors, if any are alive, she hauls them aboard.
eventually the long boat reaches the docks. the simple wooden pier that would normally be there for such small craft, is gone, nothing but burning cinders now.
The steam from the sea water boiling about the flames, as well as the smoke the fire has caused, mask the small craft and its occupants, from the eyes of the dragon.
The boat navigates to a larger stone bulwark and finding a place to tie off the sailor, with the few survivors she managed to rescue, climb to land.
we need to find a stone shelter. she says, trying to escort the small group of sailors toward the closest safe shelter she can find.
Should have stayed in the damn Shackles, at least I know how to deal with them. she mutters to herself.
Allera waits to see how things progress. Trying to keep the crowd calm.
please we must stay calm. If we panic it will only make things worse. Just stay put.
The group inside hears muffled voices through the thick stone. Some frightened,while others sound almost excited.