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| Chapter 2: Tomon Head. Posted by IC. | Group: archive 0 |
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The man mounts, with some strain (repeated healing notwithstanding, he is still badly injured), and takes the leads. | |||
He didn't looks back, letting Melina do that, or relying on someone to call out if trouble came from behind. | |||
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OOC If there is a path back along the cliffs or across the plain that keeps them clear of the gathering army, Darek leads the group that way. | |||
If she needs to help herself alongs she will grab the mane or saddle of thehorse to assist her running. Raiel sees the Seanchan gathering for battle and hopes they will stay busy. | |||
<green>Someone can make a hide check to conceal you from the assorted combatants involved in the fray - or alternatively, the right application of Folded Light might serve your purpose. | |||
OOC When you mention the right application.. and not wanting to be caught in the middle of two armies, coul a hemispherical wall, or bubble if it had to be round, be created that would bend the light from either side, in effect, making a screen that showed the terrain more towards the side. Trying to leave a line that the group could follow away from the battle and have them no be seen..Best analogy I can think of would be a triptic where the left and right panels where reflected to meet where the third, middle panel would meet, hiding the third panel, or in our case, the escaping party. :) | |||
This message was last edited by the GM at 19:22, Sun 30 Dec 2007. | |||
Anyone know how to make fog? :) | |||
And as it sounds, a mist begins to rise towards the north of the battlefield, and in it you can see figures. Perhaps a hundred - maybe a little more. A tiny host compared to the Children of the Light and the Seanchan (who both number in the thousands), but they ride fearlessly towards the battlefield. And at their front waves a massive white banner, with a sinuey reptilian creature emblazoned in bright red winding its way across. At the sight of this banner, Magda Sedai's draw practically hits the floor. She straightens, despite her wounds, and says emphatically, "That is the banner of the Dragon! We... we have to reach that host!" | |||
Azara looks over the field. She sees a path that migh allow them to reach there host of the Dragon. "That way," she cries, "along the streambed." She turns Flame and makes for the streambed. | |||
The Dragon banner brought a smile to Darek's face. He'd not seen it before, but there was little doubt what it meant. He kissed Melina with Joy and a quick "HOLD ON!" as he spurred Kiserai on after Azara (assuming Azara wa heading in the right direction) Whether it was the horn, the banner, the brief rest or some inner reserve, Darek felt renewed as he embraced saidar. He linked if offered but either way he was ready to weave as needed. | |||
He would pay for that "liberty" he had taken, but not now. Now she will cling on for dear life. This message was last edited by the player at 05:26, Mon 31 Dec 2007. | |||
Raiel sprint after the mounted riders at her top speed, one she could maintain judging the distance to the group in the clouds. Spear in hand she races at a ground covering stride valuting over undergrowth rather than dodging it She was determined not to fall too far behing Melina, for she knew not what they were riding towards. One little band out of the three groups now arrayed for battle Though the third group did carry the banner of the Dragon which gave them an edge to Rai'el's way of thinking. This message was last edited by the player at 04:59, Mon 31 Dec 2007. | |||
You manage, though, and are drawing closer. You crest a hill and can see the banner waving just down bellow, when another force comes between you and they - Some half a dozen Children of the Light come into view between you and your query, and... turn towards you! <green>Time for the last combat of the chapter, gang: roll initiative! | |||
A small bead of red hot light shoots towards the group before mushrooming into a explosion of fire. OOC Overchanneled a first level weave to a second level weave. Needed 2 or better got 17. This is assuming not being linked. Also, I'm not sure how the weaves cast when linked count towards daily weaves. I've gone with they count against everyone, so only 0and first level weaves left. Are we hopefully able to get off more than one attack? :) Aiming at center of group damage 9 We might actually do more damage quicker if we all hit them with fireballs. :) 6 or 8d6 +6 or 8 for channeler level. :) This message was last edited by the player at 21:13, Tue 01 Jan 2008. | |||
Azara opens to the One Soursce and draws power for a fireball. | |||
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There is a question in her mind she wants answers for, Like why with all the Seanchan arrayed against them, the Children of the Light chose to attack a small group trying to get off the field. This message was last edited by the player at 03:26, Wed 02 Jan 2008. | |||
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This message was last edited by the player at 07:35, Wed 02 Jan 2008. | |||
PM [Private to Fernandes: 19:22, Today: Azara rolled 16 using 1d20+4. Concentration Overchanneling.] | |||
Azara (21) Whitecloak Seargent (16) Magda Sedai (11) Whitecloak Soldiers (5) (7) Ingtar (4) Darek (0 - has not posted initiative) Melina (0 - has not posted initiative) Rai'el - No declared action --- Azara flings out her hand, and a bead of fire explodes in the midst of the charging White-cloaks. Half of them manage to avoid the worst of it, but even they are burned. Their leader charges towards the source of this attack, lance held at the ready. As he passes, Rai'el (from whom he provokes an attack of oppertunity), spears him deftly in th side. He rides on past, however, his lance leveled at Azara's chest, but the pain of the injury has thrown him off-balance, and his lance tip passes to the side as he draws reign in front of her, and reaches for his sword. Magda Sedai casts a similar weave, and another, larger explosion occurs. 3 of the white-cloaks fall on the spot, bu 2 survive; both badly burnt. The surviving white-cloaks, despite their injuries, choose to follow their leader's example and charge. One of them charges Magda Sedai, and his lance goes wide. The other, however, Charges Lord Ingtar, and his aim is far more accurate. The much-abused borderman falls, once again, this time with a lance deep in his gut. Melina feads Saidar to Darek, empowering his weaves Darek, you're up. Given that the remaining white-cloaks are intermixed with your own party members, a fireball may no longer be the ideal stratagem. | |||
Darek feels energy flow into him from Melina and how quickly the troops have charged and changes his weave. As he draws the long bladed dagger at his waist, a thin line of white hot flame engulfs the blade and extends out a foot longer. OOC level 3 blade of fire, 6 points of damage on touch attack roll of 18.. too bad their armor won't help them. :) Also Kiserai is a warhorse, did he get any attacks of opportunity? Can he attack now? :) | |||
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