Re: CH. 6: Nobody Expects the Occupation
Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2015 11:04 am
Tulbas Erogund (Alley behind the deserted building, Harbor District)
Tulbas repositions himself and quickly spins on his heel, unleashing a cone of flame from his fingers at his assailants. All three are engulfed and are left pretty badly burned, but not enough to put them out of commission. Despite their injuries, they are quite determined and counterattack with their daggers.
One stabs at the elf, but the blade is deflected by Tulbas' protection spell again. The second one has better luck, and cuts Tulbas across the chest, slicing into his robe and leaving a trail of blood across his skin. It's a shallow cut--nothing serious. But something is wrong. Tulbas suddenly feels very cold and numb. This numbness spreads over his body slowly, until he collapses onto the ground, unable to move at all.
"Finally," says one. "Wake the others, and let's get out of here before the guard arrives. This one put up more of a fight than I thought."
A second one walks over to Tulbas and kneels down beside his prone form. "It's fine. He's strong and he can use magic. The high priest will be pleased." Her voice is distinctly feminine. She looks down at Tulbas and since he is on the ground, he can see straight up into her hood, at her face. She has snake-like eyes that are yellow in color with long, black vertical slits for irises. A thin, forked tongue sticks out of her mouth for a second before retracting. "He will make a fine convert," she says just before Tulbas loses consciousness.
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Initiative
Tulbas (1d10+1): 6+1 = 7
Assailant 01 (N/A)
Assailant 02 (1d10+2): 8+2 = 10
Assailant 03 (N/A)
Assailant 04 (1d10+2): 7+2 = 9
Assailant 05 (1d10+2): 8+2 = 10
Round 2!
Tulbas moves northeast and then turns to cast Burning Hands for (1d3+6): 9 damage.
----Assailant 02 resists magic [20%] (1d100): 72, fail. Assailant 02 saves vs. magic (1d20): 14, fail. They take 9 damage. They are near death.
----Assailant 04 resists magic [20%] (1d100): 34, fail. Assailant 04 saves vs. magic (1d20): 15, pass. They take 4 damage. They are seriously wounded.
----Assailant 05 resists magic [20%] (1d100): 23, fail. Assailant 05 saves vs. magic (1d20): 6, fail. They take 9 damage. They are near death.
Assailant 04 moves toward Tulbas and attacks with a dagger (1d20): 12, miss.
Assailant 02 attacks Tulbas with a dagger (1d20): 16, hit for (1d4): 2 damage. Tulbas is now moderately wounded.
----Tulbas saves vs. poison [14] (1d20): 6, fail. He becomes completely paralyzed.
End melee.
(OOC: End scene.)
Grubnick (High Hand Inn, Common room)
The man takes the 20 coppers, which he adds with the two steel pieces he was given by Grubnick earlier. "I will probably have to just buy a new one," he admits. "They don't come cheap, though. I suppose this really is indicative of my luck."
He takes a seat on the edge of the bed. "The only thing injured is my pride." He holds up the smashed lute. "And my only source of income. I'm called Harrin. I'm not from here originally. I was in the city when the occupation happened, and I've been stuck here ever since."
Harrin listens to Grubnick speak for a bit before responding. "Yeah, I don't know what those draconian things are, but they look like monsters to me. Anyway, great sob story, but I still want to know...why did you help me? Nobody does anything without expecting something in return, so I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop here. Out with it then."
Tulbas repositions himself and quickly spins on his heel, unleashing a cone of flame from his fingers at his assailants. All three are engulfed and are left pretty badly burned, but not enough to put them out of commission. Despite their injuries, they are quite determined and counterattack with their daggers.
One stabs at the elf, but the blade is deflected by Tulbas' protection spell again. The second one has better luck, and cuts Tulbas across the chest, slicing into his robe and leaving a trail of blood across his skin. It's a shallow cut--nothing serious. But something is wrong. Tulbas suddenly feels very cold and numb. This numbness spreads over his body slowly, until he collapses onto the ground, unable to move at all.
"Finally," says one. "Wake the others, and let's get out of here before the guard arrives. This one put up more of a fight than I thought."
A second one walks over to Tulbas and kneels down beside his prone form. "It's fine. He's strong and he can use magic. The high priest will be pleased." Her voice is distinctly feminine. She looks down at Tulbas and since he is on the ground, he can see straight up into her hood, at her face. She has snake-like eyes that are yellow in color with long, black vertical slits for irises. A thin, forked tongue sticks out of her mouth for a second before retracting. "He will make a fine convert," she says just before Tulbas loses consciousness.
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Initiative
Tulbas (1d10+1): 6+1 = 7
Assailant 01 (N/A)
Assailant 02 (1d10+2): 8+2 = 10
Assailant 03 (N/A)
Assailant 04 (1d10+2): 7+2 = 9
Assailant 05 (1d10+2): 8+2 = 10
Round 2!
Tulbas moves northeast and then turns to cast Burning Hands for (1d3+6): 9 damage.
----Assailant 02 resists magic [20%] (1d100): 72, fail. Assailant 02 saves vs. magic (1d20): 14, fail. They take 9 damage. They are near death.
----Assailant 04 resists magic [20%] (1d100): 34, fail. Assailant 04 saves vs. magic (1d20): 15, pass. They take 4 damage. They are seriously wounded.
----Assailant 05 resists magic [20%] (1d100): 23, fail. Assailant 05 saves vs. magic (1d20): 6, fail. They take 9 damage. They are near death.
Assailant 04 moves toward Tulbas and attacks with a dagger (1d20): 12, miss.
Assailant 02 attacks Tulbas with a dagger (1d20): 16, hit for (1d4): 2 damage. Tulbas is now moderately wounded.
----Tulbas saves vs. poison [14] (1d20): 6, fail. He becomes completely paralyzed.
End melee.
(OOC: End scene.)
Grubnick (High Hand Inn, Common room)
The man takes the 20 coppers, which he adds with the two steel pieces he was given by Grubnick earlier. "I will probably have to just buy a new one," he admits. "They don't come cheap, though. I suppose this really is indicative of my luck."
He takes a seat on the edge of the bed. "The only thing injured is my pride." He holds up the smashed lute. "And my only source of income. I'm called Harrin. I'm not from here originally. I was in the city when the occupation happened, and I've been stuck here ever since."
Harrin listens to Grubnick speak for a bit before responding. "Yeah, I don't know what those draconian things are, but they look like monsters to me. Anyway, great sob story, but I still want to know...why did you help me? Nobody does anything without expecting something in return, so I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop here. Out with it then."