Too bad this died. Thanks again for running it Jon. If you ever decide to get it up and running again or have a 2.0. I definitely check in here and there to see what's going on.
Kudo's everyone.
p.s. I hope you are doing better Abelone.
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"Chloir, what's going on out there!?" Abraham yells, his voice becoming somewhat frantic as several different problems present themselves. He moves to try and help the women by stabbing at whatever is holding her.
Abe, seeing a moment, tries to slam the door, grunting in the effort of it all.
He stands back, eyeing the door and the rest of situation, seeing if anymore immediate help is needed.
"If we could get to the roof, or an elevated window maybe we could deal with it from afar before it pierces the door. It seems suicidal to go out at ground level as things are." Abraham stops trying to hold the door, clearly not any better at it than Chloir would be and instead helps stab back the undead after drawing his Kukri's.
"Uh... Well ****." Abraham stares back at the others in momentary horror before quickly half-jogging forward towards the main doors to try and help hold off any of the creatures that he can from getting in. He begins trying to help push the door shut, regardless of any undead that might be in the middle.
"Thanks." Abraham keeps moving inside as quickly as his fatigued body will allow him to.
"Oh crap, we need to get in there and try to help out."
"Somehow I doubt people will mind how it smells. But there is plenty to go around so I don't think it will matter much." Abraham gives a tight smile before dryly adding.
Abraham sighs to himself, too tired to offer much more than dry humor and definitely not in a state of mind to be getting into a dispute over the food. Far better to leave things pleasant for now.
Abraham follows Chloir back.
Abraham watches Chloir from behind. What is she doing? I wonder if she found anything.
Abraham follows after the two birds, keeping an eye on their tail end to make sure nothing sneaks up on them.
"I still think we should at least scout it out, but I'm not opposed to going back and resting and regrouping if that is what we want to do."
Abrahams mouth waters slightly as he imagines the variety of food that is being described. He pushes the thoughts out of his mind before commenting.
Sighing to himself, perhaps in relief or just from exhaustion.
What say each of you? Chloir? I know your worn down as well. How are your magical energies holding up Abelone? What about you? Do you think you would be up for going back. The inn we are at would likely have you, though I'm sure they would be far more warm in their welcome if you were to help in a joint effort to retrieve supplies."
Abraham begins to disagree with Chloir "Yes but" before feeling the weariness still in him and stopping. Turning back to the man.
Abraham eyes the others to see what they think.
"Nice job everyone." Abraham survey's the man. "It would seem you were set upon by a bunch of zombies, we were moving our way through the sewers down here for a supply run and happened to notice you in the midst of the attack. Now, if you are feeling up to it, would you mind explaining why you were out at night with all that is going on? And what happened?"
This just keeps getting better, he's not doing well. Abelone, you see that black stuff in there too? Has anyone ever seen anything like that? I have some antiplague I could try and give him, it might help. Though I don't know of anything that we can directly do for him."
While Chloir fixes the ladder, Abraham reloads his dagger into his wrist-sheath. Before moving back to the downed men. "Really doesn't seem like we can catch a break here. How is he looking?
"On my way!"
Abraham winces as a mass of nastiness flies over him, before redoubling his assault. In the name of Pharasma, what did I just get hit with? "Lay off her, you wretched creatures."
Abraham will continue working on cutting the zombies down .
"Thanks Chloir, I'll see if I can draw them off of him, see if you can drag him back down afterwords. Don't let me go too long."
Assuming it works...
Abraham declares in a loud voice.
Combat Precognition:
Combat Precognition (Su) The stalker designates his combat senses towards his opponents and gains momentary flashes of insight into how to defend himself against them. Spending one point of ki as an immediate action forces opponents who attack the stalker to roll their attack rolls twice and take the worse of the two results due to the stalker's precognitive abilities. This art has a duration of 5 rounds. Fading Strike: The disciple learns the basic technique at this level for walking between worlds to reach locations that previously could be inaccessible on the mortal world and potentially attack foes at those locales. As a standard action, the initiator may either teleport to a location no farther away than his maximum movement speed, and make an attack action against an opponent as part of the same standard action, or attack an adjacent target and then teleport to a location no farther away than his maximum movement speed. The teleportation destination must be clearly seen by the disciple to teleport to that location, and it must be unoccupied.
"They're eating him alive." Abrahams face goes stone. Then he begins the ascend the ladder.
"Anyone have any idea how close we might be to the warehouse from here. It's hard to keep my baring underground. If not, there's a metal grate up ahead we could use to investigate?"
Abraham grunts in relief at the healing energy. "Much appreciated." While Abelone dresses and undresses, Abraham will focus his mind, realigning his ki. Moving over to the tentacle he investigates it to see if there is anything noteworthy.
Well, actually I think we ought to be okayish at this point. An arcane caster and all of that would be good but with Abelone I'm a lot less worried on the matter.
I as well. We currently lack any true magic users which seems somewhat problematic to me. As much as I'm all in for threesomes, I think I'll pass this time. xD
"Better than going for a swim." Abraham smiles grimly at his joke. "So, we seem to be at a bit of a problem here." pointing towards the big gap now between Kovar and them. "Got any fancy ways of getting over here without getting caught?"
"Blasted beast, let her go!" Abraham shifts up to where Chloir is pinned and then strikes twice at the tentacle with his kukri's. .
Active Effects: Deadly Strike, 3 Rounds Combat Precognition, 4 Rounds
Going to be driving a lot tomorrow and Friday, and then Sunday again. Will probably be pretty quiet over the holidays but I will do my best to post as I can. Feel free to bot.
Abraham makes a quick look of his surroundings to make sure nothign else appears to be sneaking about.
Conditional: If it tries to attack me on its turn:
Abraham will spend a Ki Point (as an Immediate Action) and activate Combat Precognition. "The stalker designates his combat senses towards his opponents and gains momentary flashes of insight into how to defend himself against them. SpendIng one point of ki as an immediate action forces opponents who attack the stalker to roll their attack rolls twice and take the worse of the two results due to the stalker's precognitive abilities. This art has a duration of 5 Rounds." Fading Strike for Reference: The disciple learns the basic technique at this level for walking between worlds to reach locations that previously could be inaccessible on the mortal world and potentially attack foes at those locales. As a standard action, the initiator may either teleport to a location no farther away than his maximum movement speed, and make an attack action against an opponent as part of the same standard action, or attack an adjacent target and then teleport to a location no farther away than his maximum movement speed. The teleportation destination must be clearly seen by the disciple to teleport to that location, and it must be unoccupied.
Abraham studies the distance in the ground, moving back 10 feet or so before... realizing he is too tired to run. "Well, guess I'll just have to do this without running. He moves up to the edge and just does a standing jump."
"See, easy."
Abraham shifts his focus, causing him to gag for a minute. That might not have been the best decision of my life...
"Not so much." Abraham shares a similar look of disgust on his face looking down into the water.
Once everyone is readied up, will keep on moving.
Abraham stands aside while the bodies burn. He gives a short prayer to Pharasma as he watches, wishing them safe passage.
Abraham moves back a little the way they came and heads down towards the other passage. Peeking around the corner.
Sorry everyone, been kind of busy lately, Holidays coming up and everything. I have a bunch of people coming over the weekend so I'll probably continue to be a little less frequent till Monday evening or so. I'll be posting when I can though.
"I like the idea of doing it down here, less chance to draw more attention above ground. I think you've got a good idea, let's just do it here and then take a different way back. If nothing else it'll be out of our way."
Abraham shrugs, a slight shiver running the length of his spine as he looks upon the corpse. "Who knows? I'd rather not find out if given the chance. I'm sure there are plenty more out there as well. Cremation might be a little hard to do down here though. A question about cremating. One I am unsure of myself. Do you think cremating the body would draw undue attention? On the other hand, even if it does, perhaps the smell of smoke would mask our presence to anything unpleasant that is already down here?"
Abraham motions towards the others ahead before whispering back
He will approach it cautiously, swords at the ready in case it does anything "inappropriate".
If everything goes well: "Chloir, do you have any idea what's up with the body?"
"Well, does anyone have any particular preference which way we go? If the warehouse was due south, perhaps this way might bring us closer?"
"Sure thing, let's keep going south like we did the first time around. Perhaps if we can get close without running into any more creatures." Abraham will continue moving down the Sewer .
Err, ignore my last post. I forgot we originally went up there because we heard screaming. Presuming we are going to the warehouse I think the original path was continuing on through the sewers. My bad :/
Abraham moves up behind Chloir before checking around the corner himself.
With the area clear, he keeps on moving towards the ladder before climbing up and popping his head out to make sure the way is clear.
Abraham climbs out onto the street.
"Can't say I'm any great shakes at crafting weapons, my father used to apprentice out to one of the local blacksmiths but I never had much interest in the whole matter. If what you are saying is true, Chloir, then it would seem a good idea to hold onto them. Especially if Abelone can do as she is says. Like I said, I'm all in for going back out as well. Whatever is happening out there is waiting for us to be well rested, and the longer things go the worse they will get I imagine. Plus, there is more of a chance that stores of food being looted, those that already haven't been that is. I'd say it makes sense to try and at least get that done before the day is over with."
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