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My apologies to both GM and party members. As I've being diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and being in and out of hospital so I don't have that energy and time to play as I wished too. You guys were great. May the newcomers enjoy this great game as well as I did. May your all have fun.
Am diagnosed with Hyper tension.
Bouncing in and out of hospitals is making me more tired then One would expect.
This shifter/druid is still around but recovering from Nerve flareups along my pelvis and legs. So I'll be less active for now.
Also I'm currently in a losing fight with my back injury flaring up again so am on pain meds and can sometimes be found facedown on my keyboard. So.....just to let you know in case there's a string of letters posted..
Round 105 Out of wild shape and effective spells to throw at his foes, The elf finds himself in a type of warfare that goes against his very style of fighting as he runs along the battlements, firing arrows, Replenishing them, dodging attacks and disrupting those who attempt spells. His arms burning as sweat fills his brow. He aims yet another shaft at another foe.
Lykan attempts to roar his thanks but what comes out is a yelp instead. Looking embarrassed He backhands a nearby goblin to oblivion as he seeks to bury his embarrassment. Really. A bear with the head of a fox might not be so intimidating after all.
But the way the Fox headed bear takes out his foes indicates that it at least knows how to avoid the more dangerous weapons.........
Sorry yes. They burrowed under the gate and out about 100 feet before coming back up. The rift is the opening of the tunnel. There is also another opening to the tunnel in front of the wall. This is where I believe Lykan has sprung into melee to stop the surge of soldiers. Yep that's where I jumped in since I should be able to hold back the breech until I get reinforcments.
I take it the chaos of the battle force Lykan to use abilites he rarely use so now on the ground there's a kungfu bear fighting the enemy.
When the moment of disorientation passes, THe elf bites back a curse as he realizes that there's a rift right in their own back lines. Grabbing a few quivers. The elf Bites back a curse as he finally lets the othe side of him take over as he leaps straight into combat!
From the pile of crushed enemy soliders, Stands a large Bear with a Fox Head!!! It might have being amusing if not for the fact that a single blow sends several soldiers flying and they're starting to realize that this particular bear is more then your average trained bear as it executes a drop kick on a gaping enemy.
Diving through a wall of fire, the Red haired elf waves towards the defenders as he makes with all haste to the walls to replenish his own arrows.
I have finally cleared all work related stuff and have time to read through and post!!! Beers for everyone especially myself.
The red haired elf hears the directions and adjusts himself accordingly, his strides swift and silent.
Running through walls of fire isn't my thing.
"I'm directly behind their leaders so I'll have to pass on Sending up a flare. I'm not a match for all of them. Am heading towards the castle walls." he pauses. "I'll find a way to do so." as he looks for the widest path for him to rush to while using the press of the bodies to keep himself hidden.
Catching up with Work. I'm making my way back to the castle walls for re-arming.
Keeping an eye on things around him, the elf does his best to blend in.
"I'm in the middle of things and I'm out of ammo. I'm within a huge troop of monsters and I hope they haven't noticed me yet. You have generals leading this army. An incredible strong magic user, what seems to be an undead general, a beast master and some other magic user as well." he whispers through his ring to Jorne.
He does his best to pick off stragglers form the back but he knew his ammunition was running low. Soon he'll have to engage in hand to hand combat and it wasn't one he was truly skilled in. Keeping up with the massive army and trying to stay unseen was proving quite a difficult task.
Yes as I had to double back and forth while dealing with their minions sent at me. So once they are cleared I'll head back to rejoin the rest while giving reports of the enemy army advancing.
The action is also scattered in different parts. I'm sure I'm playing hide and seek in the forest with some foes. That's about it for Lykan as he tries to pick off foes from the back.
Sniping off another shot from yet another position as the elf jumps from tree to tree and then moving for the lower undergrowth, making sure to slowly keep up his guerrilla style combat against those creatures. In a straight up fight, he wasn't their match being outnumbered but his time as the Mad Lord of the plains now highlighted that deadly agility for hunting and bleeding his foes out. It wasn't a fast fight but for the elf it needn't be. All he needed was to buy time for reinforcement or to ensure less foes for his friends. Yes his friends. Diving into yet another bush, he rolls on his back to his feet and half turning takes a tiny moment to sight and loose another arrow and grins as he hears yet another guttural grunt as the shaft hits home. "Omega Protocol? What's that? I'm dancing with some partners in the jungle. Will get back as soon as I can and you have playmates coming towards you as well."
With his own buffs up, Lykan gets ready for a very tough battle as he bounds away seeking to use the terrain to his advantage. With bow in hand he sends a shot at the white haired commander as a form or greeting.
Apologies.
This Ring with Communication on it.
I guessed that those are the leaders then. The red haired elf determines and lands a safe distance away while remining hidden, all of his skills and experience lending aid to keeping himself hidden.
With that done, he determines the location of where he is and using the communication magical device, he contacts Qunice and begins giving his own report and what the commanders he thinks that they are are doing. Elimintating them should end the siege but it would have to be done concurrently and not allow any of them to escape. With that done, he inches toward the Elf with White hair. Seems like she would be the first he would need to take down and he begins augmenting himself.
With his new connection as a fox, Lykan casts a spell.
Then with a wriggle, the red haired elf leaps and transforms mid flight to take off as an owl. Swift and silent he flies to survey the army and their likely source. A foe like this would likely be hiding behind safety and he would seek that one out.
Noo council position wanted at this time. Loot? Not to sure about that since I'm just floating around atm
The red hairded elf continues overseeing the making of the barricades and uses his superior speed to travel across the likely battle field to inspire the men. With them assured, he looks into getting more intel and the direction that the enemy would be coming.
Taking a week's break from all my games with great apologies. I have fractured my finger. It involved a lego piece, a hop, another lego piece and stairs.
Lykan leaps to join the defenders ready to sally the gates. "Put up barricades, Should they breech the doors we'll make them pay with every inch they take!!! Archers get into formation to greet them!" With his majestic mane, and imposing figure the elf looks downright horrifying to foes.
Varnhold walls should be stone.
Lykan doesn't need some position since he's on his own 'personal' quest and if a week or more passes then.... Will save to not lose myself to what ever animal I'm morphing half way too. I would like a druid groove if possible though. I've never seen a druid groove in any of my kingmaker games.
I for one would like Varnhold to be officially inducted into the Greenheart. Also so He can drop the management of Varnhold to the next competent ruler. Once all that is done, Lykan is more then ready to get into exploring.
"So that seems to be our next destination then. Shall we get to it then." Someone seems eager to move on.
It makes more sense to do the induction first, then continue exploring. I agree with this. The faster we get this out of the way the better.
The furry red furred were lion waves. "Greetings to both yourself and Tharil."
"Yes. It would be good to have additional patrols appraised of the sprrigans here. As far as I'm concerned, here they're only trying to live their best though others might object to their way of living." he seems content to let Quince handle the affairs for now. It wasn't time to hunt. Yet.
"I do not like him and his ike. Something about them rubs me the wrong way but I can't pin anything down on them. As for camp or moving forward. I'm fine with either."
Catching his fellow's elf glances, he mouths later as way of explanation.
The werelioned elf moves up to join them now. "Speak." He growls. "Your life hangs on your words. Why did you and yours attack us?"
Round 1
Spriggans."
"Alright who's being taking pot shots at us." The elf demands as he bring out his own bow seeking their ambushers.
"I speak none of the elemental languages. I never had to hunt them at all since they were usually one with nature." The red haired elf answers if asked on whether he could speak with the creatures. "And if they are hostile, we could either remove them now or marked them on the maps as zones to avoid for future travelers."
All the best Lamaar.
Lykan studies the mud men.
Lykan checks the wagon for any other identifying marks. "Perhaps there might just be a clue on whether this wagon belonged to group." he checks.
Lykan charges down and slams into the closest Ettin. His form ripples and his claws. Yes claws slashes out. His appearance now resembles a red fur cat with a mane. A glorious one to be sure. Might be a circle of life but perhaps now. Quince's horn was the signal. He was just an announcement.
Lykan on the other hand sneaks away and finds a good place to retaliate from in case these turns hostile.
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