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Tancred · 05-22-2001, 03:50 PM

Tancred looks at the slain wolfwere, somewhat amazed.
"I... I killed it..."
"WE killed it, you mean." The sword in his hands tuts petulantly.
"Um, yes. Are you alright, sir?" The paladin addresses his last remark to the elf warrior with the dagger, who is sporting similar scratches and cuts to his own from the beast's claws. There is a handshake, a mutual smile, and a feeling of shared triumph.
Before the elven hero can reply, Karnas - the golden sword - yells out "DUCK!". The paladin is knocked sprawling as a blow from behind sends him to the floor, his sword skittering away across the floor (Karnas can be heard muttering 'damn damn damn damn' as he goes). Link turns, sword ready, but a massive blow to his head sends him to the tiles. A newly-healed and very angry Wolfwere towers over the adventurers, ready to strike...

Suddenly, the inn's roof bursts asunder. Demons and foul creatures from the dark planes rampage through the bar as a chill wind blows between the tables and barstools. Most grab something immobile and hold on for dear life, but the Wolfwere, caught unawares and buffeted by wood and tiles from the ceiling, is blown off its' feet and into the void, howling in frustration and fear.
Tancred breathes a sigh of relief, and then realises what a silly thing to do that is under present circumstances.

[This message has been edited by Tancred (edited 05-22-2001).]

05-22-2001, 03:50 PM	#84
Tancred White Dragon Join Date: April 1, 2001 Location: UK Age: 43 Posts: 1,893	Tancred looks at the slain wolfwere, somewhat amazed. "I... I killed it..." "WE killed it, you mean." The sword in his hands tuts petulantly. "Um, yes. Are you alright, sir?" The paladin addresses his last remark to the elf warrior with the dagger, who is sporting similar scratches and cuts to his own from the beast's claws. There is a handshake, a mutual smile, and a feeling of shared triumph. Before the elven hero can reply, Karnas - the golden sword - yells out "DUCK!". The paladin is knocked sprawling as a blow from behind sends him to the floor, his sword skittering away across the floor (Karnas can be heard muttering 'damn damn damn damn' as he goes). Link turns, sword ready, but a massive blow to his head sends him to the tiles. A newly-healed and very angry Wolfwere towers over the adventurers, ready to strike... Suddenly, the inn's roof bursts asunder. Demons and foul creatures from the dark planes rampage through the bar as a chill wind blows between the tables and barstools. Most grab something immobile and hold on for dear life, but the Wolfwere, caught unawares and buffeted by wood and tiles from the ceiling, is blown off its' feet and into the void, howling in frustration and fear. Tancred breathes a sigh of relief, and then realises what a silly thing to do that is under present circumstances. [This message has been edited by Tancred (edited 05-22-2001).]