Re: The Bridges of Old Korvosa
And we're off...
As Chandanar steps forward, the Chokers begin making an odd sort of hooting noise. A battlecry maybe? They begin to scatter all over the rooftops, looping with ease from eave to eave and begining to encircle the courtyard.
Some begin to work their way down drainpipes. A group of them are squeezing down the sides of the wall in the alley behind you. But they aren't rushing.
At least not until someone cracks the whip. Literally. The sound of a bullwhip, so vivid in the mind of anyone who's traveled with Tarrov , breaks the silence. And the Chokers come a-tumblin' down.
I'll assume each of you had a moment to make some kind of preperation before now. If you did, let me know what it was. Otherwise, let's go. Do not roll init. You act first. Assume three chokers a piece are are coming at you. Izzy, if you are fireballing it, let me know what direction. Oh. Almost forgot.
As the long armed foul beasts come charging, the moment is broken by a sudden whoosh. A crossbow bolt flys past Chandanar's face and bounces off the lane at Vaddis' feet.