[TheGodThatFailed]

I cleared out the slaver Stockade, and have decided to give a 'Story' account, instead of my usual layout, a story is much more fitting for such an epic fight.

Beatrix Blackfoot, Halfling assasin, had always hated slavers. She was enslaved as a child and escaped, only just, by using her murderous mind, to poison her masters food, and escape.She has always had a way with poison, and now uses it to deadly effect on arrows...She is now in athkatla, and isn't happy with the local slavers...
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She entered through the bottom of their stronghold, via the sewers. She enetered, and was approached by a man with a large sword. Beatrix didn't hesitate to throw off an arrow, but her attempt to hit the man failed. She fled to the dewers as the 'swordy' one, and 2 other gaurds followed. She was ready as they came down the steps, and was already hiding. She fired off an arrow of her deadly combo, AOBPW, and hit the leader in the eye.(to demonstarte a critical hit)
She ran into the shadows, and dissapeared. "Captain Heagan, are you alright sir?!" paniced one of his men.
"I assure you, he isn't..." Beatrix's voice rang out. "Once you've been hit with one of THOSE arrows, there's nothing you can do..." The men stood back to back, and began to edge towards the wall. An erie shadow sped across the floor. Captain Haegan turned, "Come out and fight like a---" he began, but his sentance ended in a gurgle, as blood dripped from his mouth. His body fell, a blademark in his back, and, the remaining men caught a breif glimse of their hunter before she vanished into shadow. "You can't hide forever, halfling!"
"Oh, but i can, and i will if need be. You will never see me coming, and you will fall, one by one,"
As the men edged away from the wall, yet another arrow whizzed from nowhere into one of the mens legs. The poison spred quickly, and as he lay bleeding, he died. The last man fled in terror, but met an unpleasant end as he ran into a large group of hobgoblins. Beatrix set down some traps next to the stairway, and poisoned her arrows again. She went up, alerted another 3 men, and led them to their slaughter. The traps both hit the same slaver, ending his life quickly, painfully, and effitiantly. Beatrix was forced to flee as she was rushed by angry men twice her height with swords, yet again, escaped. To hunt her out, they went seperate ways round a large box. They came into view of each other, just intime for one man to see a blade peirce through the other silently. Beatrix had gone before the body hit the floor. "Like sheep to the slaughter..." her cold voice echoed throughout the passageways. The last man ran, right onto a cloudkill trap, so that was the end of him. Beatrix went up into the slaver stronghold once again, and managed to shoot a poisoned arrow at a preist before he cast. She used a key she took of Haegan's body to unlock the doors when the slaves were kept, "Go, now, don't make me change my mind about this..." she rasped. The final encounter of the night was Beatrix and two mages. They stoneskinned, but she hit them BOTH with arrows of dispelling, which was that gone. Then they both took an AOBPW and fell. She went back to the sewers, and said toi herself, "I love the smell of battle. The aftermath of the slaughter. The smell of blood, death, and Victory."


Sorry for poor spelling (probably poor) and lots of mistakes (i'm guessing) and hope you enjoyed that. I enjoyed the battle itself, it truley was slaughter and it took me ssoo long to write that.More updates soon.