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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #125 on: December 18, 2007, 08:48:18 PM »
Talia had an instant to survey the situation.  She knew that look on Borgradoc's face.  She'd made him mad, and she didn't think he'd let her flash past him again.  But she didn't like that whirling chain.  She didn't want to be in the sweep of that thing.  If she couldn't go past, then the battle had reached the point when being too close to him was the next best thing.  Of course, she'd much rather be behind him than in front of him.  Ancestors, I hope you're watching.  I'm about to do something rather silly, and I'm going to need all the help I can get.

She fell back a few steps, then charged forward again.  This time, however, she wasn't angled at Borgradoc, but at Kyrian who had come up next to her.  Fortunately, his platemail provided excellent purchase.  "Pardon the impertinence," she snapped as she grabbed his shoulders to boost herself up, then, in almost the same motion, one foot used his back as the leverage necessary to turn the vault into a flip.  She wasn't worried about him; she wasn't big enough to knock him too far off balance, and she needed the height.  No, the tricky part would be the timing.  With the verbeeg charging forward and her twisting through the air, she thought she'd overshoot him just enough to land behind him.  But this could easily go very wrong; if he realized what she was up to, it wouldn't take much to land a hit.  And if she had misjudged the timing, she'd land either right in front of him in time to get trampled, or on top of him, which had a whole other host of potential problems.  It was too late to worry about it.  She snapped her fan closed, hoping to use it to keep the chain from cutting her in half if it was swinging through the area she meant to come down in.

((OOC:  I'm aware that that's probably a stupid move, but she's not gonna last long in direct combat with this thing.  *commences praying*))
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #126 on: December 18, 2007, 09:34:19 PM »
Battle Scene #2 (Vorodon, Aerex, and Kasin Mirinar and Mrok and Yoord too)

The man called Kasin Mirinar looked through clouded eyes, as an armored knight ran by, and some bellowing ogre came from behind. Great, Mirinar thought despite his own current condition....the man with the armor and weapons is running off.

He was off the ground, that he knew, airborne but not far from the hulking, stinking flesh of his “captor”. Mirinar was indeed speared like a river trout, and felt his belly surging its contents, as he closed his eyes, to keep from passing out entirely.

Mrok now lifted Mirinar and heaved him after spinning in place, thirty feet if a yard. Mirinar landed quietly, sinking into several feet of mud. He was still alive he thought, but then reconsidered, unsure.

Kyrian running for Borgradoc left Aerex momentarily facing two verbeeg alone. Glory hound, Aerex thought quickly, still peeved from Kyrian’s earlier jest. He will get us killed one day, that one.

Unfortunately Aerex did not have any more time to think. Unable to help the impaled (and now flying) stranger, who had dashed down the hill so boldly and heroically only moments earlier, Aerex focused on Yoord.

Slash. Thrust. Aerex came low at Yoord, coming up to the giant’s midsection. He felt flesh with his rapier. His slash had missed, but he had made a long, deep hole in the verbeeg’s thigh with his rapier. Yoord made a sound. Pain? Aerex could not be sure. Just then Yoord cut across the ranger’s shoulder with his spear’s backswing, and now Aerex bled, flesh torn from the meaty nexus of arm and socket. As if on cue, a small but fervent stream of blood likewise poured from the hole in Yoord’s leg, courtesy of Aerex’ rapier.

Aerex sprang back a few feet. How long can I last exchanging blows with this thing, he thought once more, and then...where in the Dynast’s name is everyone?      

A whizzing in Aerex' ear. At first the ranger assumed it was another mystery crossbow bolt, but no. Out of the corner of his eye, Aerex could see it was no bolt that landed squarely in Mrok’s chest, just as the second behemoth had flung Kasin Mirinar gods knew where. It was an axe. That could only mean Voro!

Indeed, Vorodon came running now full steam, axe in hand, and with his prodigious and often over-looked strength, buried the weapon, missing Mrok’s armpit, but coming close enough with a direct hit just between the ribcage of the suddenly reeling creature. Mrok gave a now familiar verbeeg roar of pain, and actually slumped, then looked upon the half-ogre with could only be described as fear.   

“Why I throw spear away?” he would have thought if not momentarily frozen with pain, but instead Mrok was busy pulling free his own secondary weapon, a lochaber axe, one he had stolen from a knight once long ago. Mrok braced for Vorodon’s next attack, and swung the lochaber axe, as blood erupted from the verbeeg's chest. Somewhere in his many folds of flesh, there lay buried a painful dart as well.

Yoord meanwhile, stared down the diminutive ranger with a maniacal glee in his one good eye, then came with his spear once more.

<ooc> okay. Vorodon hit Mrok with axe hard-core (19) for 13 dam. Mrok however managed to toss Mirinar seconds earlier. Mirinar landed in mud thirty feet away, and is sinking fast. He is at –4 HP. Needs healing quickly. Aerex meanwhile hit Yoord with rapier. 5 dam. Yoord nicked Aerex with spear. 6 dam (some nick!). Initiative won by you two, Aerex and Vorodon. </ooc>
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #127 on: December 18, 2007, 10:30:02 PM »
A cry escaped Aerex's mouth as the giant's spear tore his flesh.  This isn't going to work, he thought ruefully.  Voro's work had at least distracted one of the Verbeeg, but this one seemed intent on ripping the ranger to shreds.  A small, wounded man against a large, wounded Verbeeg wasn't going to win head on.  It was time for some resourceful thinking.  Aerex steeled himself, stepping back into a defensive combat stance.  He widened the gap between his weapons, keeping his eye on the Verbeeg's now-bloody spear.  d**n, I hope this works...

(OOC: If Yoorg swings his spear again, Aerex will attempt to "grapple" it by locking his weapons around the haft and attaching himself to the spear.  Ideally, he'll end up sliding down the spear and slicing away at the giant's head, right up in his grill piece.  Ideally.)

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #128 on: December 19, 2007, 09:36:13 PM »
As he rose unsteadily, his hand still clutched upon the muddy blade at his side, Adan glared at the Verbeeg, straightening slowly before he let his hand draw the weapon fully. I do not have the strength to fight. But the die is cast. Trigu alone shall read it. And I shall die defending a brother of the faith at the worst. And then, his language shifted, the hymn coming to its completion in the common tongue, booming forth.

"For He is the arbiter of death and life,
For all Power an Mercy are His,
now and forever!
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Shield held high above, blade low and out like a dagger, the disgraced warrior charged, fully intending to charge through the Verbeeg's knee with the blade, to cleave it away... and to keep on going, to prepare himself for another charge as necessary.

"For the Honor of the Brightblade, and the Glory of Trigu!"


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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #129 on: December 20, 2007, 01:10:57 AM »
Life is fleeting. Yet e'en though we toe the line, today we shant abandon these mortal bodies. Much is left to be done in this world...

He spit to the side, his mouth bloody from the heavy hits he had taken. This monster was one heck of a fighter. No matter! Trigu guide my weapon... He swung at the verbeeg, praying intently.

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #130 on: December 20, 2007, 01:15:42 PM »
As long as Borgy had only eyes for Talia, Kyrian was happy - especially as he was not looking where his chain was going. Dog's arm would look nice wrapped in it. Likewise would the Rose be beauty incarnate as soon as it managed to cut into Borgadoc's knee. No sense in trying to pierce layers of armor, muscle and fat, when all that walked on two had the kneecap so wonderfully exposed.

That is where his blade would land. Noone of this band was going to doubt him when he has felled the verbeeg leader, certainly not - the head would earn the respect of the rowdy folk at Cottar's Bale likewise, perhaps a bounty elsewhere.

Most importantly, he would have proven his worth once more - to himself, and this small corner of the world.

"One piece at a time, Kyrian" he whispered, as he imagined red lines across Borgadoc's body - first, one across the knee; then as soon as he lost balance, one across the right shoulder, right into the left hand...
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #131 on: December 20, 2007, 04:49:03 PM »
Vorodon pressed in on his foe, blocking the giant-kin's swing with his axe's haft.  The two massive foes slammed blows at each other, a staccato rhythm of iron-braced axes swinging, blocking, crashing against each other, then twisting free to begin their deadly song anew.  Not since the battle in the monastery had Vorodon faced a foe of such might. 

The huge brigand was weakening, but not fast enough!  Vorodon drew the brigand's guard lower with a swing toward his knee, then stepped clear and leveled a mighty blow at the winded brigand's neck!

(OOC: Called shot for the head/neck)
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #132 on: December 20, 2007, 06:02:05 PM »
Adan, Tristan, and Dumjakk.

Something snapped inside Dumjakk just then. How could he kill a man who would not die? They had left this same mud-covered, bloody man dead, bolts buried in his throat, and yet here he was again, and coming. The other had no fear as well, Dumjakk thought panicked. Tristan just kept coming too, and this was more than disconcerting for the verbeeg lackey, who was in quite a bit of pain himself.

None of Dumjakk’s thoughts mattered much however at the moment, for the aforementioned Adan came running and lunged with his blade, striking Dumjakk in his fleshy knee, tearing a tendon, and causing Dumjakk to howl once more. As he struck Adan ran past the verbeeg, who spun around on one good leg, to strike back at his attacker. It was not to be. Tristan’s smite smashed the back of Dumjakk’s skull (thanks to the knee shot by Adan, Dumjakk stumbled, his head lowered and for a moment, directly in Tristan’s sights) with considerable force, such force, that Dumjakk’s skull caved, sending bone shrapnel into the giant’s brain, and killing him outright.

Without any drama or last words or last strike, Dumjakk teetered, then fell into the hungering mud.

<ooc> Adan hit for 7 dam. Tristan hit for 8. Dumjakk did not have all that many (relatively speaking) for a verbeeg. Between 6 from Tristan before, and 7 from Limper’s bolt, Dumjakk is dead. Hurrah. Glory be to Trigu!</ooc>
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #133 on: December 20, 2007, 06:52:41 PM »
Aerex and Yoord. Vorodon and Mrok

Aerex could see the bloodbath before him, even as he himself was preoccupied with the fearsome Yoord.         

Vorodon and Mrok were in a dance of death. There was no other way it could end. The war-axe and the lochaber axe clanged with great force, both behemoths striking one another with such fury and power, that any one hit, Aerex thought, would fell a human man instantly.

Focusing on his own situation, Aerex once more steeled himself and chose his tactic. Yoord came as expected, a spear thrust toward the diminutive man. Perhaps in this instance, Aerex’ height proved useful, as the verbeeg had trouble picking his target. The little man danced and danced, Yoord thought, rage washing over his eyes. Stay still little man, stay still! Yoord heard himself thinking, then...”Aha!”

Aerex had frozen in place, his weapons and stance wide apart. Yoord managed a grin as he came full force, but as he swung Aerex’ caught the wicked spear head between his rapier and dagger. A great clang sounded, one even Vorodon may have been proud of, but the ranger could not get the proper momentum to “ride” the spear down toward the verbeeg’s jiggling flesh, as he had hoped. Instead, Aerex felt both his arms go numb at the contact momentarily, and he had no choice but to jump back anew.

Cheap spear! Aerex suddenly realized, as Yoord looked at his own the weapon’s tip, and found that the iron-blade had ripped clean off the oaken shaft, from Aerex’ almost successful grapple. The giant momentarily stared at his spear, which was now a long staff, then flung it, and rushed Aerex with a maniacal shout.

“Die little man, DIE!”

<ooc> Yoord missed Aerex. Aerex cracked the spear-tip off Yoord’s weapon. Initiative. Aerex wins. Yoord is COMING with fists of fury.</ooc>

Vorodon finally sunk his blade once more into Mrok. The blade ripped flesh aplenty from the verbeeg's shoulder, chest, and neck. Blood spurted everywhere, but even as Mrok screamed an awful scream, his own lochaber axe had caught the half-ogre's mid-section, and now Vorodon's flesh burst with bright, red blood as well, dousing his enemy and the endless mud surrounding the mortal combatants. Vorodon however, to his credit, did not scream.

The two warriors fought on, though it was obvious that Mrok was much worse off than the axe-bashing half-ogre, and only moments later, Vorodon struck once more, cleaving Mrok's head clean off his misshappen shoulders, ending the verbeeg's life on contact. The clash of titans was at an end.

<ooc> Vorodon hit Mrok for 15 dam. Mrok hit back for 12. Initiative. Vorodon won. Vorodon smash. Vorodon win. (12 dam)</ooc>
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #134 on: December 20, 2007, 08:09:29 PM »
A weird grin crept over Aerex's face.  D*mn, I didn't think that would work.  Now he had succeeded in not only disarming the giant, but also launching it into a blood lust that would cause enough distraction to the Verbeeg to hopefully overcome him.  Aerex tightened his grip on the rapier, steeling himself.  "Alright, it's all about timing," he murmured to himself.  His stance lowered.  Steady... steady...  The wounded, screaming Verbeeg finally came upon the ranger, spittle flying from its ugly mouth.  Now.  Matare leapt forward, both weapons thrusting upward at the beastly humanoid, praying the huge fists would miss him.

(OOC: Attempting to charge back at Yoord and thrust with both dagger & rapier.)

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #135 on: December 20, 2007, 08:22:24 PM »
Talia, Kyrian, and Borgradoc  (this is starting to remind me of a cross between the hobbit (Merry?), the chick (Arowen?), and the "NO-MAN-CAN-SLAY-ME" bad-ass from Lord of the Rings battle, and the ol' Wolverine gets thrown by Colossus routine  :P)

Meanwhile Talia and Kyrian faced the most dangerous adversary of all. The once “glib” but  now ferocious Brown Borgradoc.

Borgradoc ignored Dumjakk’s demise entirely as he advanced on the Bladedancer and the knight.

Once more Talia surprised the raging beast. Running like a gazelle, and catapulting herself off the armored shoulder of Kyrian (which took even the elven knight by surprise), the bladedancer was now airborne, twirling through the air like one of her erstwhile caravan’s acrobat-gypsies. As she flew she paid her ancestors their respects. Either she would die, she thought, or she would not. She was in the ‘unpredictable arms of fate’ now, as Loiha would always say.   

Kyrian did not wait for either Talia to land, nor for Borgradoc to reach him first. Charging, then gracefully side-winding, then finally lashing out, Kyrian’s blade arced parallel to Borgradoc’s chain, as the verbeeg slowed his charge, and tried to smash one or the other assailant with his whirling chain of death. Meat and tendon tore, as the Carmine Rose sliced across the giant’s bulging knee-cap. Borgradoc buckled momentarily, then jerked his chain savagely, thrusting it down and smashing Kyrian, (though not with full momentum), across the elven knight’s flank, sending the elf stumbling back, his teeth clenched in pain, ribs burning, kidney painfully bruised. There was no denying it. Borgradoc’s iron chain was death incarnate, and it had merely “grazed” the knight. Unarmored, Kyrian thought, many of my bones would be broken.
                                 
Kyrian was “tingling” with dull yet exquisite pain now, still grinning though, much to Borgradoc’s consternation as the elf bravely came forward once more, swinging his own deadly weapon at Borgradoc’s head.

Talia had missed the entire exchange, having somehow miraculously somersaulted over the verbeeg, and more importantly, over the path of the swinging chain. The gypsy warrior landed with a soft thud in the mud, a mere four feet behind the suddenly stalled and pre-occupied Borgradoc.

<ooc> Kyrian hit Borgy. 8 dam. Talia’s Dex check made it! (despite significant negative modifiers), somersaulting the mighty Borgy successfully. Borgy swiped Kyrian with chain, 10 dam. Initiative. Talia and Kyrian win. It’s go time. </ooc>
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #136 on: December 20, 2007, 08:45:13 PM »
((OOC: Holy s**t, I survived my own stupidity!  Woot!  Also, I like Kyrian, but better the knight in full plate take that chain than the *very* lightly armored warrior.  No hard feelings.))

Talia landed, halfway surprised to still be alive.  But she didn't allow herself the luxury of wondering at her good fortune.  She was right where she wanted to be, behind the verbeeg.  And now he was busy.  Her fan was still closed, and she knew just what to do with it.  She knew what sort of damage that thing could do if it opened while it was inside a wound. 

She lunged forward, bracing the fan with both hands.  She meant to ram it into the thing's exposed and more or less vulnerable kidneys, then snap it open.  It had worked on those before Borgradoc, and she fully expected it to work now.

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #137 on: December 20, 2007, 08:45:39 PM »
"Trigu, I thank you."

The words rose from the wounded throat as he looked down at the fallen man-monster, a frown deeply etched upon his face. There would be time for the dead later. A glance to the priest who had caved in the beast's skull, a brief nod. So be it.

"Heal thyself, brother, if ye can and aid in the battle with their leader. I will aid the others. There will be no death today but theirs, yet the others are sorely pressed, it seems." The voice of Adan was rough and commanding as he spoke this, and he nodded with his own order, before rising to dash in the direction of Kasin Mirinar, intent upon staunching the flow of blood, at the least.

And as he ran, all unbidden, a song came to his lips, and as breath passed his lungs, he gave it voice.

"Lord, unto you, we give our fates,
yea, unto you, we give our lives.
And unto you, we give our plea.
Pour thy holy light upon them,
and against the darkness,
grant us thy sacred victory.
Like chaff, scatter thine enemy,
and restore our bodies and souls,
so we might best serve thy glory!"

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #138 on: December 21, 2007, 10:47:40 AM »
His lungs working like a bellows, Vorodon wrenched a dart from his fallen foe's gut.  Turning, the hill warrior slogged across the muddy field, flinging the dart as he closed the distance.
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #139 on: December 21, 2007, 10:43:30 PM »
Aerex and Vorodon and Yoord and Kasin Mirinar and Adan


Yoord charged Aerex and Aerex charged Yoord. Fists the size of over-ripe grapefruits against rapier and dirk.

Meanwhile Adan, bloody, muddy, and aching from head to toe, made his way toward the strange man drowning in mud. Pulling the unconscious figure free of the muck, Adan administered aid, as best he could, all the while intoning his Triguian song.

Vorodon had let loose in the nick of time, his latest deadly missile penetrating Yoord’s cheek, boring through the verbeeg’s jaw, shattering teeth, and partially emerging again from the giant-kin’s other cheek.

Yoord half-bellowed, half-squealed, frothing blood, as he now stumbled toward charging Aerex. Slipping on the mud, the

verbeeg bore down and crashed against the oncoming Matare, sending both sliding across the terrain, until finally coming to a stop, though Aerex could not be seen now, smothered beneath the suddenly still bulbous body of Yoord.

By the time Vorodon reached the Insector, Aerex was already crawling forth, wriggling as he slid from beneath Yoord’s corpse, bruised but smiling. Both dirk and rapier had apparently punctured Yoord’s gut in the collision, and the following slide and pressure provided by Yoord’s mass, ensured both weapons penetrated to their respective hilts.

With Vorodon’s help flipping the body, Aerex withdrew his weapons from the crimson flesh of the verbeeg.

<ooc> Mirinar stabilized by Adan. Will be at "0" then "1" soon. Vorodon did 8 dam with dart. Yoord stumbled. Aerex hit with both weapons for a combined 10 dam. Yoord Dead. Aerex took 3 dam during collision.</ooc>
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #140 on: December 22, 2007, 09:14:26 AM »
(OOC: Since we figured it would take two rounds.)

Strip away the gauntlets. Water. Clear the mud. A splash for the wound, a splash for his hands. Brandy? No, not in his pouch. That was back at the horses. d**n! But, Trigu smiled upon the stranger, Adan saw. Blood was lost, and terribly so, and the fat and muscle of his belly was punched clean through, but the spear had caught there. What parts of the strangers guts the paladin could see were unpunctured. Blood-smeared, mud-smeared, but pink and alive, rather than black and oozing. The stranger would likely need proper surgery, eventually, they all would, but now was not the place and time.

Wincing visibly beneath his viking-style helm, Adan withdrew what few mud-covered strips of cloth he had with him, giving it a quick splash to remove as much of the mud as possible, before binding the stranger's wounds as best he could in this morass, stripping away what armor was needed to do so. A brief sigh, as he shook his head, raising from the task at hand, his dubiously clean hands making the sign of Trigu over the fallen stranger's body, as he said softly, "My Lord Trigu, bless this mess."

That's one less life taken by Borgadoc. Back to the chaos of battle. A moment. Yes.

And as the fallen warrior began to stir, Adan knelt, his fingers once more describing the sign of Trigu upon the air. "Can you stand, stranger?" Assent forthcoming, the grim-faced soldier nodded, a hint of divine inspiration coming to him. "Then rise." Standing to his own, full height, he drew in his breath, before bellowing, more than loudly enough to be heard. "Look upon the power that opposes you, giant! Warrior! I command thee, Arise and protect the children of Light. ARISE!" And from behind him, at the edge of the puddle of mud and gore, there was motion. The stirring of Kasin Mirinar.
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #141 on: December 22, 2007, 11:56:27 AM »
Kyrian, Talia, and Borgy

Talia’s fan drove easily into Borgradoc’s exposed back, lacerating flesh and then “blossoming” inside, and tearing yet more flesh. Red Hatchet’s demise, danced before the Bladedancer’s eyes in a brief flashback..

Borgradoc raged and spun around on his one useful leg, lashing out with his snake-like chain, missing Talia by mere inches this time, as she sprung back from the creature’s raw and ravaged back, which now looked as if steel-tooth maggots had burrowed outward from his kidneys.

Borgradoc was still alive however.

<ooc> Talia hit with “pear-blossoming” fan. 12 dam. Borgy missed Talia. Kyrian attacks then initiative. Or not, depending...Borgy is hurt.</ooc>
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #142 on: December 22, 2007, 12:53:37 PM »
Borgradoc was in mortal combat and could not notice the bloodied holy man's "raising of the dead". Limper however, who had run off, and been ignored up to now, was making his way back toward the battle, somewhat calmed now, despite three feet of bolt still lodged up his arse, and was in fact at that very moment "sneaking up" (as best as a Verbeeg could sneak up) toward the area where Adan and Mirinar were positioned.

Upon hearing the fearsome words of Adan however, and staring at disbelief at the rising dead man, Limper's senses once more returned to him, and he turned..and ran...and kept running.
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #143 on: December 22, 2007, 04:08:48 PM »
<OOC>Kyrian rolls 17 and does 10 damage, enough for Borgy.</OOC>

Gritting his teeth as he felt the chain bend his breastplate, the knight grasped his adversary's weapon and brought him off balance, Borgadoc's wounded knee making him sway like a tree in the storm. The brief moment of weakness was sufficient for Kyrian to lurch forwards, slicing through the raider's other knee with a sickening crack of bone. A kick into the brute's hairy chest send him sprawling in the mud, flailing around with his meaty hands even as his rended arteries fed the soil with blood.

One meaty paw reached towards the exhausted mail-clad warrior, only to be met with sharp steel, slicing the forearm down its length.

"Consider your days of felony over, fool! I have seen pigs die with more dignity; my lunch puts on a more honorable fight!"

Not wishing to prolong his squealing further, he rammed the length of his weapon through Borgadoc's chest, letting it catch the last rays of the sun. The rose petals were in full bloom; the blade drank deep, rivulets of crimson blood trailing up the chill steel. The battered hel me took off, letting his mane flow freely in the wind, and be set ablaze by the carmine of the half-shrouded sunset.

"To you, Shar-Sanya I send this villain's soul, to sate your black cats' hunger...." he whispered, and turned around laughing.

"Looks like they are done for; good has prevailed, as expected! Now, strangers, hello there! Introduce yourself, and let us revel in victory! Even you, who has returned from the dead - such a small peculiarity shall not dull our welcome!"
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #144 on: December 22, 2007, 04:37:31 PM »
The threat vanquished, so far as his eyes could tell, Adan too, removed his helm, to reveal fully his plain, unspecial face, shaven clean, and the cropped blonde hair above, but this, he did it would seem, more in order to better examine the rising man he had aided. "Be at ease, stranger. The threat is ended, and your injuries are still severe. They will be rightly treated as soon as it is possible."

A glance to the elf, as if to acknowledge them, but not yet respond came from Adan's eyes, the deep and compelling gaze offering the explanation of a higher duty, rather than insolence.

And then, Adan turned his bare face to the sky, even as he sank to a single, his lips moving, as he spoke low and determinedly in the ancient tongue of Trigu's first worshippers. "Lord Trigu, we commend those fallen here today into Thine care, now and forever. May their eternal destination please Thee,  as it shall for all those whom are mortal. Keep them and purify them with Thy Mercy, oh Lord, so that they may know Thy Glory, and that Thy design may best be served. Amen."

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #145 on: December 22, 2007, 04:56:48 PM »
Hearing the prayer now that the clamor of battle has faded, Kyrian twitched his ears.
Not them...

"Do not lover your guard, comrades, for the Triguans are upon us!" He strode towards the priest and knight, eyeing them sternly. "More than once have I seen their likes assault people of indigenous faith, convicted of their monopoly on truth and right. They speak of light, but all they do is to douse any light but their own. The elves of Athelwood might tell you a tale of the light Triguans bring. Or rather, fire..."

"Before you inquire, sinners we are, yet in no need of conversion, lecture, nor smiting. Keep your judgment at bay, and no ill will befall you from us. Still, though you have aided us, I suggest that you take your part of the spoils, and move onwards. I, for myself, do not need the wrong of my ways righted, and likewise don't my fellows."
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #146 on: December 22, 2007, 05:38:38 PM »
And as the elven knight spoke, the man who had intoned the prayers lowered his eyes to the ground, allowing those words to lash about him like a whip, feeling their hatred beat up against his soul. The sigh at the end of them was brief, as he once more raised his eyes, full of a terrible sorrow and sadness.

"I have no lecture nor smiting to bring to you, Mein Herr, and no path to tend to but mine own. In any case, it is through you, this day, that our Lord has delivered us from evil. For this, we have only thanks and praise for you. Indeed, your claim to glory this day is far greater than ours." A pause, a lowered gaze once more.

"Now, I am Adan, and my companion and I are upon a pilgrimage to the Temple at Jantir. I am also a chireurgeon of the faintest skill, and if you will permit me, I would like to accompany you to the nearest town upon the road, where I will treat your injuries as best my small ability will allow me."

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #147 on: December 22, 2007, 05:57:07 PM »
Tristan ignored the mud that covered his body, placing his mace in it's place on his belt for what he hoped would be the last time. Trigu in heaven, help me to get rid of this thing... He surveyed the damage wrought on the party, trying to decide who needed his assistance the most. He wasn't sure who from the ambushed party needed help the most, but he knew Adan would soon need divine help. He'd taken some nasty hits even before the strain of this battle wore him down. He approached Talia carefully, attempting to wipe a little bit of the muck off his face so that he'd be recognizable.

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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #148 on: December 22, 2007, 08:41:26 PM »
Talia was paying more attention to recovering her fans and trying to wipe the worst of the mud and blood off than she was the speeches, prayers, and glory-mongering of her companions.  The fan lodged somewhere near Bogradoc's spine was easy, if it required a hefty pull.  She had to hunt about for the other one; finally she spotted it half buried in the mud twenty feet away.  She examined it, making a small noise of discontent.  She'd have to find a smith to sharpen them; they'd seen a lot of wear in the last few months.  After getting as much grime off as she could, she tucked them back into her belt. 

She greeted Tristan as she did.  "I'm fine, just a minor fleshwound."  She looked around.  "Well, there's that young idiot over there who seems more dead than alive."  She pointed at the stranger who'd gotten impaled.  "You might have a look at Aerex, though I don't know how bad he's hurt.  And that one," she pointed at Kyrian, "took a nasty hit from that godsd**ned chain, but I don't know as he'd let you help him." 

Speaking of...  She walked over to Kyrian, standing near enough he could her her as she spoke in a low voice.  "Can you kindly keep your own judgement at bay, please?  I don't know what experiences you've had with Triguans, but the ones we've encountered have never been anything less than civil to the rest of us.  I called some of them my friends before I'd even heard of you."  She scowled at him.  "Do not do anything to make them reconsider their aid.  If an occasionally violent heathen like myself can deal with them, most others can too.  Even knights." 
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Re: Convergence (Chap IV)
« Reply #149 on: December 23, 2007, 12:05:30 AM »
Aerex grunted as he pulled his blades from Yoorg's corpse, cleaning him as best he could in the muddy conditions.  He checked himself over: a few gashes from the spear, deeper than he would have liked, but not life threatening.  "Don't worry about me," he said, waving away any help.  The ranger flashed a grin at Vorodon.  "Well, this should make us popular in Cottar's Bale, huh?"  He glanced over at the others: Talia was scolding Kyrian, who was in turn scolding the Triguans.  Somehow, the whole debate didn't bother Aerex or catch his attention.  He was mostly just happy to have survived the conflict with the Verbeeg.  He might not have been so lucky, if not for that stranger...

Aerex's brow furrowed, caked mud cracking on it.  He walked over to where the stranger lay as Adan completed his prayer.  "He alright?" Aerex asked the Triguan.  The ranger had an itch to meet the man who took a spear that likely belonged in Aerex's own gut.

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