Re: Chapter 17.4 And The Crows Will Dig Your Grave
The lead beeve gives a primal cut-off holler and collapses, struck between the eyes. The one behind, gouged by a ghostly bullet, turns and charges straight into the bathroom. The third 'bullet' blows a hand-sized chunk out of Ward's bedroom door.
"Whitver, get Percival back into the library now!" Widow Bradshaw commands from slightly behind Adrian, pushing back her sleeves as she hoves dimly into view in the light from the library.
"But Dave-" Percy protests.
"He'll be here," Al tells him.
"Right," Widow Bradshaw says, as stumbling cattle pound up the stairs and into the far bedroom. "Let's see if I can draw him back for longer this time..."
Darkness draws in with that masculine hot-sand smell. The widow invokes, more and more desperately as the creature resists, the air twisted with the thrashing of its there-not-there muscles...then suddenly it is there, black, massive...and clearly not under the widow's control.
A glimpse of horn and hoof and flying mane; the widow cries out and for one mad instant Adrian can see her flying beyond the blotted dark, seeming to hang in the air half a heartbeat like a white angel in her petticoats, a red stain blooming from her chest as she drops away.
"MA!" Percy screams, and though he almost hesitates as the vast and ancient beast huffs his scent, his legs have moved him forward before his brain understands.
His wild punch strikes only air, darkness easing out around him like so much smoke.
[[You know, if one of y'all fetched a light out there, the darkness penalty would stop cancelling out the +2 size bonus to hit a cow...I'll set an NPC to it next round. Anyway, 1 cow down.
Meanwhile, Bradshaw tries to get the karkadann back.
The Widow Bradshaw, got the result "Yes - definitely" on the magic 8-ball. does she know its Name?
The Widow Bradshaw, rolled 3,4 using d8-1,d6-1, rerolling max with rolls of 4,5. shazam!
A Summoned Spirit, rolled 9 using 1d10, rerolling max with rolls of 9. spirit!
The Widow Bradshaw, rolled 1,0 using d8-1,d6-1, rerolling max with rolls of 2,1. spirit! Oh crap.
A Summoned Spirit, rolled 15 using 1d8, rerolling max with rolls of (8+7)15. attack! attack! *facepalm* hit and raise...
A Summoned Spirit, rolled 26 using d12+1,2d6, rerolling max with rolls of 9,5,(6+5)11. damage impudent caster. ... (she also takes 4 Falling damage, but it's sort of academic)
Alouette, on behalf of The Widow Bradshaw, rolled -2,1,5 using d6-4,d6-4, rerolling max with rolls of 2,5,5. white chippit on failed incap. roll.
Both her chips net her a 6. She's alive, but probably not for long if she's left on the floor down there...]]