"Flee! And tell your masters we come!"
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Snaggletooth
Snaggletooth slides a confident dagger into L7's ribs and eliminates the lackey in one easy movement. Thinking ahead, he moves to devastate anyone foolish enough to step through the cave mouth.
"I do hope I'm not spoiling your fun here, I have to admit I really need to work on my horse riding but you do seem to take to this quite naturally you know," Leo comments to Erik almost absentmindedly as he focuses on felling the shadowblade they're fighting.
"Still what exactly are those fireballing heretics by the way?" Leo asks.
"Are they some kind of warlock or are they just native to Wodewood?" he adds almost sighing as his sword glimmering silver slashes at the shadowblade.
"Awfully sorry there, we'll be finishing with you shortly try and put up a fight of course you could surrender but I get the feeling that isn't an option you'd consider..." Leo asks the shadowblade.
"I do hope I'm not spoiling your fun here, I have to admit I really need to work on my horse riding but you do seem to take to this quite naturally you know," Leo comments to Erik almost absentmindedly as he focuses on felling the shadowblade they're fighting.
"Still what exactly are those fireballing heretics by the way?" Leo asks.
"Are they some kind of warlock or are they just native to Wodewood?" he adds almost sighing as his sword glimmering silver slashes at the shadowblade.
Erik laughs, glad to have someone else to enjoy banter with.
"This is not my first time fighting beside other trained warriors," Erik says with a grin. "And what are bards if not adaptable. Such skills are necessary when defending the integrity of the City of Splendors."
"City of ....Splen-ders" Snaggletooth says out loud. "What's that, Pretty Man? That where you come from? What it like there?" He, too, has grown bored of the battle, now that the party is winning.
Scorching Burst (Ref) v L8, Snaggletooth, L9 (1d20+9=21, 1d20+9=25, 1d20+9=20)
"Thee shouldst duck ..." Mirth sends a fiery blast which obliterates L8 and L9 and mildy singes Snaggletooth.
Out-numbered and out-manouvered though he is, S1 continues to put up a good fight. He doesn't deign to move, but slices expertly at Leo.
S1 v Leo (1d20+11=31, 1d8+4=11)
Crit damage on Leo (1d8+13 damage for crits) (1d8+13=19).
Perigia sizes up H1 and smiles. With a gesture, she sends an arrow of arcane force toward him.
Perigia's missile fizzles disappointingly into the ground. The shadowblade shakes his head at Leo.
"Surrender is no option for us. We shed our blood for the greater glory of the Dreamer. Our lives are insignificant."
[quote=]Shadowblade 1 - Bloodied (deed committed by Leo)
Perigia
Leo - 3 temp hp from Erik for clouting S1[/ooc]
[quote=]Shadowblade 1 - Bloodied (deed committed by Leo)
Perigia
Leo - 3 temp hp from Erik for clouting S1[/ooc]
The heretic proves to nimble sidestep the wave of flame.
The battered heretic remains under cover and sends balefire hurtling back towards Brujo. His aim is no better than the moonelf's.
Balefire (Ref) v Brujo. On hit target takes 5 ongoing fire damage (1d20+7=12, 1d8+5=8)
"Surrender is no option for us. We shed our blood for the greater glory of the Dreamer. Our lives are insignificant."
"I agree!" Snaggletooth calls out to the shadowblade. "Your lives not worth anything, that why you so eager to die. Me, I got lots of things to do. So I fight harder than you, because I want life."
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"You fight harder to live in this squalor you call life? You see nothing. We see beyond the stars, into worlds beyond anything you can comprehend. We see through blue fire."
"Squalor! You can life squalor? You never live with kobolds then! kobold caves, that squalor! Nobody have enough food or clothes, everybody steal from each other! Life is good now!" He calms a bit. "You still not fight with all heart because in heart you want death. Death is good thing for you. Death is bad, I think, I almost die twice, I not want do again."
Snaggletooth
"If death is the path to the Dreamer then I will follow it gladly. You speak of the squalor of a live unlived. You know nothing."
The shadowblade's eyes start to glow a familiar, sinister blue.
"Caine, you want to help kill Robed One? Pretty Man and Leo can kill Shadow One by themselves. No more archers come from cave. They all dead, I guess. I do more damage if you help." Snaggletooth asks his companion.
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"What so great about Dreamer, Shadow One? He give you lots of gold or females? Or does he promise to give you something only after you die? Kobold Shamans promise that. They say, 'Kill for kobold god and do what he tell shaman to tell you to do and when you die, you get riches and power and happiness.' I not listen to them. They just use you for own end and not give anything in return. Bad deal, I think."
"Deal? You speak as though the Dreamer offers bargains. The Dreamer does not deal in such a mundane way. You will find out."
"Ah, yes, the City of Splendors. Waterdeep, my new friend, Waterdeep. Any bard worth his lute is from Waterdeep. 'Tis a sight to behold but I needed something more."
Erik then almost absently slashes at the tiefling's back, his blade releasing notes of power to inspire those who attack the shadowblade.
Standard Action: War Song Strike vs. S1; 31 vs. AC for 7 damage and on a hit, anyone who hits S1 before the end of my next turn gains 3 temporary hit points.
Minor Action: Compose an unfriendly limerick about The Dreamer.
Erik's muse continues to inspire him as he hacks merrily into the shadowblade, cutting short his stream of platitudes.
Caine's charge is too much for the heretic to withstand. The pounding figure demolishes him before he can teleport out of danger. Now only the shadowblade remains.
Snaggletooth's trusty dagger hits home but the shadowblade just smiles.
"You wanted to know the Dreamer's power. Now you shall discover it. We that were blinded see with fresh eyes. The world alone is blind."
His scimitar hums as he attacks Erik, before moving swiftly towards the cave mouth, calling as he does so, "Desecrators come! Defend the flame!"
Attack v Erik (including Infernal Wrath) (1d20+12=31, 1d8+4+2=9).
"We can't let him get back inside the cave!" shouts Erik, taking a swipe with his songblade as the tiefling escapes, despite the consequences.
Opportunity Action: Basic Melee vs. S1; 20 vs. AC for 8 damage and on a hit, I gain 3 temporary hit points from my previous War Song Strike.
Instead of taking advantage of his fleeing foe Leo paying attention to his words shifts to try and see who or what the shadowblade is calling.
"Anyone know what he's trying to call forth?" he asks the others.
Snaggletooth and Erik's blades lash out and divine retribution hits as Leo's challenge is ignored. Barely alive, the shadowblade remains poised and oddly triumphant at the mouth of the cave.
Perigia runs up just behind Mirth (M9). "Freeze," she shouts as she blasts the shadowblade with Chill Strike.
Perigia's attack is too much for the shadowblade. Blood turns to ice and he drops to the ground, leaving the hill filled with nothing but bodies and an eerie silence.
Perigia's attack is too much for the shadowblade. Blood turns to ice and he drops to the ground, leaving the hill filled with nothing but bodies and an eerie silence.
Erik is obviously relieved when his sight returns but rallies quickly.
"Not too terrible thus far. How is everyone doing?"
Erik will take his flute out and play softly while moving around the battlefield and checking the bodies of fallen enemies.
Erik's search produces nothing in the way of useful equipment, but he notices that the ambush party all sport medallions bearing a stylised flaming eye. Snaggletooth will recognise them as companions to the ones he saw earlier on warriors you met on the road.
"Leo, pay attention!!" Snaggletooth dresses his large companion down. "You could have finished Shadow One without him warning friends!!!" Snaggletooth can only turn and watch his enemy run up to the cave and yell in. He slaps his forehead and says, "Looks like fight not over yet."
"Good job, Fire Lady!"
"Other attackers have those necklaces. You think it means something?"
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