In reply to The Storyteller (msg # 28):

06:57, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 0 using 1d20-2 ((2)).

Thracce enjoys the view of the world altered by the mild hallucinogenic he keeps quiet company with the dwarf as they recline against the stocks. The flask, shot glasses and the Absinthe itself all fizzle out of existence after 5 hours leaving the two chemically unimpaired from that point on.

Jalahada is walking back to the sleeping quarters provided.  His path taking him past where Caspar and Grudgebearer were enjoying their drink, past the main gate and the smithy.  The passed out forms of three Kolbold's around a table just inside the smithy, a large bottle of something clearly alcoholic in each of their hands with plenty of empty ones scattered on the table with partially finish plates of food, a set of dice and a small stack of coins.  By the dying embers of the forge, the large orc is curled up by the forge and had covered himself with a couple of holey burlap sacks.  A heavy fog has settled around the fort, so thick the fog that it is creeping inside wooden palisade walls, concealing a bottle that had been thrown in the earlier dice game among the Kolbold's.  Jalahada ends up kicking the bottle with his foot sending it skittering along the ground.  The guards on the walls turn to see what caused the commotion, Jalahada's Elvish grin is the last thing they both see as the wooden gate explodes in a shower of various sized splinters and chunks of wood of the once sturdy front gate.  A a twenty foot tall giant and his wooden tree club buried in the gate, he struggles to wrench it free.  The twang of short bows can be heard in the night as screams of some guards being hit.  All followed by the battle cry of what can only be the voices of goblins and orcs.  One of the Kolbold's is dead a chunk of wood sticking through his abdomen, his hands clasped around his face one of surprise.  The other two are walking around the smithy dazed from the sudden blows to the head from shrapnel.  The Orc is as far away from gate as his chain will allow him, desperately pulling on it to break free.  He appears to be rather uninjured as the stone base of forge had protected him from any debris.  It is only a matter of seconds before the giant retrieves his giant club from the wall and will completely clear the gate.  Heavy ladders can be heard being placed along the walls in the front and Orcs and Goblins climb to the top and jump down to the ramparts.

With the sound of the gate being smashed Caspar and Grudgebearer are close that they will be second on the scene with Jalahada.

At the sleeping quarters, you are all resting peacefully, when a loud cracking sound wakes you all, followed by the sound of the door to your resting quarters being kicked in.  In comes five orcs, weapons drawn and bloody, the head of the guard that had escorted you to Captain hanging from his belt.

What do you do?
(please roll initiative)

Verna, sleeping in a bed in the back and with a dagger under her pillow (just in case some man tried to crawl back to bed with her) is woken by the door being kicked in. Having no intention of getting raped by an Orc (rumor has it that Orcs had ugly barbed cocks) throws her ‘bed dagger’ at the head/face of the nearest Orc.

She then rolls out of bed, wearing nothing but a flimsy night gown that does nothing to hide her gender. Grabbing her nearby bow Verna let’s loose at the nearest three Orcs.
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In reply to The Storyteller (msg # 32):


16:58, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 6 using 1d20+3.

Thracce was mid-dream a very pleasant dream, sleeping very hard when he hears the commotion. He sits up suddenly it takes a moment for him to shake himself fully awake. He  conjures Armor of Ithan and draws his swords. He glances to see if the dwarf is up to the challenge but does not linger. As he rushes to the shattered gate he conjures a magic net across it to block the giants progress, perhaps trap him and his club in it. He can cast it up to 100 ft away, covers a 10 x 10 area.


Armour of Ithan   AR 18  SDC 150 20 melee rounds 1/2 dam from fire cold lightning
   Initiative 11 or 13 to conjure before an attack.
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Korin sits bolt upright in bed as if from a nightmare. Then the door explodes in and he rolls from his cot into a martial stance.  He gestures towards the door forcefully expelling a breath and then snaps up his spear with the other hand.


_{22:33, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 11 using 1d20+6.  Initiative
Sixth Sense 2 ISP
Carpet of adhesion 10 PPE, targeting the ground beneath the orcs.}

Jalahada, is showered by splinters and chunks of wood as the gate is shattered. The queer as a platinum coated piece of copper Elf then hides in some nearby shadows, and promptly disappears.

Rushing into a fight wasn't his thing. Waiting for some unsuspecting Orc to run by only to be pulled into the shadows by an effeminate male Elf and choked to death on the other hand was well within his ability.

When some unsuspecting Orc does run by (hopefully long before the battle ends), Jalahada quickly exits his shadowy hiding place, wraps his garrote wire around the Orc's neck and pulls him back into the shadows. The Elf then grapples with the Orc wrapping his legs around the sub-humans legs, tripping it up and dragging it to the ground.
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Thilo had been in a deep meditating trance in the dark corner that Korin had eventually found to rest at, both opposite of Verna.  When the door is kicked in Thilo remains in the dark corner his staff across in legs  where he had been.  For a second Thilo is there the next all that is there is a shadow.

Grudgebearer wakes up to Caspar looking at him breifly and then running to the front gate leaving him alone.  Collecting himself Grudgebearer follows behind Caspar not really sure what was going on, the large crashing sound did not really draw his attention as the underground forges were fairly loud and he had slept through those sounds.  Yelling at Caspar as he approach him and saw the Giant with it's weapon stuck in the gate.

"Is this another one of your conjuring's mage, if it is you might as well cut it out we have enough adventure before us."

Verna's dagger fly's with accuracy in the direction of the orcs, forcing them all to dodge, narrowly missing them all.  It is in that time as the Orcs evade the dagger that Thilo's and Korin's quick incantation's go off in succession.  The Orcs all seem to be in terror and unable to move from their location, completely incapacitated.

The foremost orc to the group of three, falls injured to the ground, three arrows protruding from his chest, blackish blood pooling from his lips as he gasps for oxygen from a punctured lung.  The other four intruders remain stuck, frozen in fear of some unseen force.  Thilo seems to have melted into the shadows and cannot be seen, Verna's wispy night attire hugs her feminine form her shape is non to hard on the eyes although the situation makes it resistible at the present time.  Korin is prepared to meet out vengeance for interrupting a fine night of sleeping.

(Next Melee sequence Verna, Thilo, Korin....what do you do?)

Grudgebearer stood there looking the fool at the front gate calling on Caspar to stop his pranks.  The giant spots Caspar casting his spell, with a massive heave the giant wrenches his club loose just mere seconds before Caspar's magic net falls where the club once was.  With another massive swing the giants club makes small work of the front gate but it is caught up in the magic net which fell on the gate.  A path is clear though beside the jumbled mess of gate pieces and the giants club, orcs and goblins come in past the giants legs.  From behind Caspar Grudge and Jalahada the Captain of the fort comes with soldiers and form a defensive  line just in front of Caspar and Grudge, their large tower shields lock into place ready for the small charging force of orcs and goblins.

Jalahada who was there with the group has disappeared.  A goblin passes the spot of deep shadows where Jalahada had been, effeminate hands snap out and grab the passing goblin. The faint sound in the darkness of something struggling for breath is the only evidence that someone maybe there.

(Next Melee sequence Grudgebearer, Caspar, Jalahada....what do you do?)

The sounds of injured men and monsters, weapons clashing can be heard throughout the fort area.  The initial assault on the fort is over a small scale battle has commenced.

In reply to The Storyteller (msg # 39):

"No Grudge this is quite real." Thracce will fling another Magic Net up from the ground across the giants feet and legs hoping to catch any orcs or goblins coming with him and also hoping to trip him as he tries to move forward. He is ready to support the soldiers should any beast-men get past their wall of shields.





OOC:initiative 10 or 12 to conjure before attacked PPE 103/79
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Not hesitating a bit, Verna puts an arrow into each of the four frozen Orcs.

Unseen within the shadows of the room Thilo's voice can be barely heard above the twang of Verna's rapid fire bow string. Thilo casts defensive magic on his allies



Initiative: 8
Action 1: Cast Armor of Ithan on Verna (Duration:5 mins / A.R.18 SDC 150/150)
Action 2: Cast Armor of Ithan on Korin (Duration:5 mins / A.R.18 SDC 150/150)

In reply to Caspar Uhla Thracce (msg # 40):

Grudgebearer's eye brows raise at Caspar's comment.

"Oh, OOOOHHHH...well then I guess I better join this line here then"

Grudgebearer's face was a gambit of facial expressions going from comical, surprised, slightly worried to serious as he joins the line somewhere creating a dip in the shield wall that was also strangely amusing.

"Well I guess I will be giving these greenies some dwarven steel for midnight snack"

Korin tries to resist the incoming magic but is caught off guard and fails. Luckily it is just a boon from one of his own companions. He activates his telekinesis abilty and begins flinging matress tops, cots, small tables etc. at the orcs near the door. After the combustible materials are piled onto the orcs and hopelessly stuck in the carpet of adhesion Korin uses his last attack to fling a lit glass cased lantern into the midst of the subhumans.


Korin turns towards Verna.


"I scouted a couple good routes of egress from this camp. What say we use one of them to get the fuck out of here?"

Korin gathers his belongings and makes for a window, back door or other means of escape.


_{09:24, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 10 using 1d20+3.  strike6 (lantern).
09:24, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 5 using 1d20+3.  strike5. (fail)
09:24, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 10 using 1d20+3.  strike4.
09:22, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 12 using 1d20+3.  strike3.
09:22, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 18 using 1d20+3.  strike2.
09:22, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 19 using 1d20+3.  strike1.
09:16, Today: Korin Simmat rolled 9 using 1d20+1.  vs magic.(fail)}
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The four orcs are simply unable to do anything being frozen in fear by some unknown terror and immobilized by Korin's carpet of adhesion, Verna's four arrows hit true in vital organs.  They are already dying as Korin adds material and flames to the group of four, the horror in their eye's as they feel themselves start to burn to death.  The rising flames consuming the bodies of the orcs, they slump to the ground the stench of their burnt flesh and the billowing smoke start to fill the room, it won't be long before you succumb to smoke inhalation.  There is no exit other then the one which the orcs came from, as the rooms of the fort lined the exterior walls of the fort.

(Next Melee sequence Verna, Thilo, Korin....what do you do?)


At the gate the orcs and goblins crash into the defensive line formed by the keeps soldiers and Grudgebearer.  Grudgebearer is assailed by multiple blows, his deft ability with a shield is evident as all incoming attacks are parried and he counters leaving one opponent dead and a couple others injured but more come at the line from the gate.  What looks to be ten goblin archers stay just past the giants feet and let loose a volley of arrows at the group.  Two soldiers are critically hit on the front line creating a temporary gap that a lone orc makes it through and charges at Caspar.  Grudgebearer is engaged against two goblins and an orc.  The giant with somewhat unnatural agility dodges Caspar's magic net leaving his club stuck in the gate and moves forward towards the line.

(Next Melee sequence Grudgebearer, Caspar, Jalahada....what do you do?)

Stepping from the shadows into the light of the burning orcs, Thilo looks at Korin from within his hood.

"Whoever your master was that taught you magics boy was not a good instructor."

Thilo turns to the flame and casts an incantation of extinguish flames.

"We should not flee, if this attack is connected to our mission then we will need our other compatriots to accomplish the task we agreed to."

Thilo moves towards the door hoping that Verna and Korin will not run, although he was of mind to do the same thing.

In reply to The Storyteller (msg # 45):

Thracce moves forward to the attack the orc with twin blades, one slashing high the other low.

OOC:Initiative if needed
18:22, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 5 using 1d20+3 ((2))
Strikes
18:24, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 17 using 1d20+6.
18:24, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 22 using 1d20+6.
              Dam
18:28, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 9 using 3d6.+1
18:28, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 8 using 3d6.+1

                Strikes
18:24, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 11 using 1d20+6.
18:24, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 7 using 1d20+6.
                Dam
18:28, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 11 using 3d6.+1
18:28, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 12 using 3d6.+1

                  Strike
18:24, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 19 using 1d20+6.
18:24, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 25 using 1d20+6.

                  Dam
18:28, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 8 using 3d6.+1
18:28, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 16 using 3d6.+1


Twin parries
18:32, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 12 using 1d20+8.
18:31, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 17 using 1d20+8.

18:31, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 10 using 1d20+8.
18:31, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 20 using 1d20+8.

18:31, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 23 using 1d20+8.
18:31, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 17 using 1d20+8.

If the orc goes down, he conjures a net over the goblin bowmen, if not will press the attack.

                   Strike
18:33, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 13 using 1d20+6.
18:33, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 13 using 1d20+6.

     Dam

18:34, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 13 using 3d6.+1
18:34, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 12 using 3d6.+1

Parry

18:35, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 16 using 1d20+8.
18:35, Today: Caspar Uhla Thracce rolled 24 using 1d20+8.

PPE 103/79
Armour of Ithan   AR 18  SDC 150 20/19 melee rounds 1/2 dam from fire cold lightning
Initiative 11 or 13 to conjure before an attack.

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Seeing that there wasn't time to fully get dressed here, and getting dressed in the middle of a battle would not be the best of ideas, Verna quickly puts on a pair of pants and her boots. It would be slightly uncomfortable without her smallclothes but there wasn't time. She then grabs her quiver and slides it over her head, the strap of which easily bisects her breasts, giving no allusion to others the she was a woman. Last she grabs her weapons belt and adjusts it to fit on her waist.

With the fire out by the time she's partially dressed (pants, boots, and her nightgown covering her upper body Verna makes her way to the door, agreeing with Thilo.

"Yes, we need to gather the others and what's left of the garrison."

Jalahada feels the Orc he is strangling go limp. For added measure, he slides one of his daggers downward into the Orc's neck just where the neck meets the body. This severs the Orc's jugular vein, but without causing the mess of blood spurting everywhere.

Still staying in the shadows, the effeminate Elf looks around for another unsuspecting victim...

Korin looks at the hooded mage slightly confused about his comment. With narrowed eyes the teenage boys mouth opens partially as if on the verge of replying to the rebuke but instead turns his attention to exiting through the smashed entrance to the barracks. Korin leaps nimbly over the smoldering orc corpses doing his best to ignore the stench. Once outside he immediately assesses the situation as best he can and if there is no immediate danger he will cinch up the buckles on his leather armor, pack etc. in preparation for making a run for it.

Watching Korin dart from the building, Thilo sighs slightly at the young mans rashness.  Facing Verna, Thilo approaches slowly to with in touching distance.

"I apologize for earlier for casting my magic's on you without your permission.  If you would allow me I able to further enhance your combat effectiveness.  If not, that is understandable as many distrust mages."

Thilo had come to learn that a majority of the world did not understand the ways of magic and people had great mistrust of people who controlled other worldly powers.  And it was an understandable fear, who was to know other then the words of the individual that their magic was attained with with years if not decades of arduous study and not out of some dark pact to demonic or evil god forces.  Yes Thilo was all to aware of the mistrust of spell weavers.

In reply to Thilo Brighthand (msg # 51):

Verna shrugs her shoulders as she makes her way outside. As she asses what is occurring she replies to Thilo. "When it comes to situations of life or death, I'm a firm believer of doing first and asking later." The woman then readies her bow and scans for targets....

Caught up in the melee, Grudge holds his position, a wicked grin on his face as he bears down on the opponents in front of him, lashing out from behind his shield.

As the Orc comes within range of Caspar his forward speed and the reach of it's long sword catch Caspar slightly off guard catching you along the shoulder, by passing your magical armor.(9sdc)  The ensuing melee has Caspar taking advantage as the orc is overwhelmed by the speed and quantity of attacks.  With in ten second the orc is dead on the ground.

As the goblin archers prepare another volley Caspar's incantation of magic appears over head, panicking the goblins scramble to run away, all to no avail.

Grudgebearer cleaves the head from one of the goblins he is engaged with, the swing causing you to over extend.  The large orc seizes advantage, striking with his short sword with two powerful blows that send Grudgebearer staggering backwards.(46 dmg.)

Stepping forward to within twenty feet of the defensive line, the giant starts sucking in a large volume of air.  Falling forward into a push up position the giant lets loose a breath of fire along the defensive line.(Flame Breath Strike 10)


Verna, Thilo and Korin as you exit the sleeping quarters you can't see the flame breath itself but you can see what looks like a massive bonfire was lit and then fades away.  There are enemies about, but they are engaged with the fort soldiers.  You cannot see your compatriots from where you are.

What do you do?

In reply to The Storyteller (msg # 54):


Thracce takes a few steps back and conjures a magic net over the prone giant hoping to trap his head and upper torso to the ground. He'll make 2 such attempts as he defends his position.

"HPT/SDC 31/20 PPE 103/65 Armour of Ithan AR 18 SDC 150 20/18 melee rounds 1/2 dam from fire cold lightning Initiative 11 or 13 to conjure before an attack."