Chapter 1: Gregor Wolfsheim's party (for Odin Magnus, Sir Byronas, Lucre and Regin) - Page 6

Dundee Slaytern · 12-02-2001, 01:11 AM

[OOC]
Assume that I had prepared 2 Melf's Acid Arrows in my Minor Spell Sequencer beforehand.
[/OOC]

Odin Magnus sighed and rubbed his chin, how sad... this was how he was going to die. He never really liked parties and tried to avoid them like the plague, and now for the very first time that he went to one, he was in a life threathening situation. Typical of Fate, always trying to give him the lowest card. Odin then buried his face into his palms and shook his head, why, why? Why, oh, why? Then Odin paused shaking and a cog slowly clicked into place inside his head.

Hands free... ...

Free hands equal spellcasting... ...

What then, was the Hell was he doing?!?!

Odin stood to attention and surveyed the scene. Sir Byranos seemed to be okay, but Lucre and the Dwarf seemed to be in trouble. Odin rapidly began to cast the spell Polymorph Self and closed his eyes to concentrate better. Spells like these were potentially disasterous if a word was said wrongly. Tales of disfigured Mages with a wing or clawed feet were not uncommon. Casting such negative thoughts aside, Odin visualised a spidery image in his mind and focused on it. It took time, but eventually the transformation happened and Odin became a Giant Spider.

At last! He was free from the accursed web! Odin leaped silently on the tabletop and transformed back into his human form. Quickly turning around to face the enemy Mage, he shot out a Minor Spell Sequencer aimed directly at the enemy Mage... ...

250 · 12-02-2001, 01:47 AM

The mage was still in a spell casting while Odin broke free from the web as a giant spider. Follwing the transformation was a well aimed projectile spell, the greenish and yellowish acid arrows hits the mage squarely on his waving arms, and it splashed into his chest. The mage wailed terribly. His voice quickly turned into a gaging sound as he choked for air. The acid devoured through his blackened flesh and bones, smokes raise from his burnt clothes. The mage dropped to the floor, semiconcious by the torturous pain.

The scream was heard cross the hall way, and three crossbow wielding men qucikly charged into the Parlor room, following behind was the masked leader, a glowing scimitar drawn, and a red fiendish dagger in off hand. The crossbow men moved into positions, spreading out like a fan from the exist (to main hall). The masked leader, not paying any attention to the agonizing mage on the floor, surveyed the room with a cool manner.

"Fire" his black scimitar pointed to the mage on top of the table.

OOC: everyone else, feel free to take actions as soon as the men were charging into this room.

Lucre is still in the vase near the east exist (whether you hide through or leap out and attack or make a run for the exist is your call)

the dwarf is wrapped in webs in the center of the room, and another attacker is behind him to his right, blinded and entangled.

two attackers are unharmed, at northeast of the room. they were the ones trying to attack Odin Magnus. They are held, and blinded, but all of the blinding men are gaining their visions back.

the bowmen and masked leader gaurd the east exist (where Lucre's vase is [img]graemlins/biglaugh.gif[/img] )

north exist for the kitech, Byronas at the west

Sir ReGiN · 12-02-2001, 03:54 AM

OOC>>Are the web still there?
I assume they are..

IC>>
Regin stood helplessly and watched as the friendly mage saved him from a certain death..
*Good work, lad!*
He heard armed men coming in from the other room, behind him.
He then noticed the entangled man beside him..
*Brilliant! Bloody brilliant!*
Regin stared fighting through the web, which was much easier with the enemy mage dead, and soon he could reach the entangled man..
He took his axe, slit the man's throat, aand then dragged himself towards the man, and soon, he could climb up on him..
Standing on the man's shoulders, he started shouting:
*Hey, I'm over here, you worm sucking sons of a gibberling!*
He waved at the cross-bow armed men in the doorstep, who had pointed their weapons at the friendly mage..

Sir Byronas · 12-02-2001, 07:56 AM

Byronas dealed as quickly as he could with the armed men. He had to help his friends. "Hercules, go and help the halfing. I will deal with them!". Then he said to the soldiers "So you would like to play! First lesson" he said with a smile "You must know your enemy. And suddenly he cut one soldier's neckkk and much blood came out from the dead man. "Lesson two" he said with a smile "kill the enemy with style" and he cut into pieces the last soldier he was standing in front of him. "I am coming Lucre! he shout. "Hang on my friend".

Dundee Slaytern · 12-03-2001, 09:17 AM

Odin Magnus pondered, the crossbowmen seemed to be distracted. Maybe he could shoot off one more spell, but this time... this time he will go defensive instead. He could not afford to keep on hurling offensive spells without covering his metaphorical back.

Odin placed his palms together and rested them on his lips. Words came out of his mouth rapidly and the air around him began to blur and swirl. Eyes unblinking and staring intently into nothingness, the image of his body gave a shudder and all of a sudden, multiple images of himself appeared at the very spot where he once stood. The images were all exact duplicates of Odin and mimicked his actions.

Mirror Image

Feeling a little safer... Odin went back on the offensive. He only hope that the rest had managed to hold on till now.

Lucre · 12-03-2001, 11:54 AM

Lucre heard Byronas and spun around, he had been sneaking away into the kitchens around the north of the room when a bolt went whizzing past his ear and into the forhead of a statue of Gregor Wolfsheim and smashed a plant when it fell down. Lucre then ducked behind the kitchen door and saw a lot more bowmen. He was certanily not in for the adventuring life, but he had to to find enough treasure.
"Ok maybe not in there then" He hissed as he ducked back around the door to the parlor. He then ran up a pair of stairs around the edge of the room (OOC: is that ok?) and hid behind a pair of curtains. He got his dagger out and jumped over the balcony over looking the hall and landed by the door in the east by where his vase was. The Leader was in front of him but looking at Odin Magnus. One of his men had seen Lucre, he quickly grabbed a statue and swung it around to hit the side of Lucre's head. It hit his long red hair fast and hard, Lucre fell to the floor in a slump.

250 · 12-03-2001, 01:08 PM

OOC: Lucre, the idea is good, good role play [img]smile.gif[/img] you guys will get the idea soon. Odin, nice

The masked leader heard the bluff from the newly freed dwarf, standing on top of his dead soldier. Something similar to a snicker came out. "Keep the mage busy." He ordered his men before he took off around the edges of webs.

The paladin quickly dispatched his attacker, then break into a run around webs to help his halfling friend. Lucre had unfortunately stumbled into one of the bowmen, who out of shock, let fly his crossbow. The bolt went upwards, and missed Odin terribly. The bowman grabbed the nearest object, a statue, and smacked the poor halfling very hard. The halfling let out a low grumble, then fell on the floor, semiconcious (or appears to be [img]tongue.gif[/img] ). The bowman gave another kick to the body, the spat on him.

The other two bowmen fired at the mage as ordered, ignoring the taunting dwarf in the web. Two bolts hissed pass the dwarf's head, missing by inchs. Two images disappeared.

The bowman that smashed Lucre took out another bolt, and put it into his crossbow. He took a close aim at the halfling. Just before he fired the bolt, something hit him hard from the side. Hercules had leaped over furnitures, loyaly followed his order. The wardog's front paws rammed the man out of the door way, weapon flying. Hercules followed the rolling body, and began a furious bite and slash. The man yelled in terror "Help! Help! get the dog!!"

"Concentrate on the mage!" The masked leader shout out the order as he met Byranos head on.

Another round of bolts flew towards Odin, who darted quickly on top of the table. The mage felt something hizzled above his back, and caught sight of another image disappearing. "Two left!" He bite his teeth tightly, mind racing to search his next move. Obviously more men are coming this way, and there are still two other men just a few steps away from him. They are gaining their senses back!

The masked leader met the paladin in the narrow pass created between the north wall and the web spell. He issued a contempt growl. "What are you trying to do, novice?" Black scimitar and fiendish red dagger drawing with deadly ease, his stares toyed with Byranos playfully.

OOC: Byranos is in trouble [img]tongue.gif[/img]
Regin, do something, ye got a big axe in your hand. [img]smile.gif[/img]

Dundee Slaytern · 12-03-2001, 01:36 PM

Odin Magnus tried to keep calm. Four times already had he felt and heard the whiz of the bolts fired by the crossbowmen. Swaying his body to and fro in order to make it more difficult for the crossbowmen to hit him, he closed his eyes and began chanting another spell.

A purplish-red vortex of magical energy began to form around him, creating a cylindrical barrier around him. This barrier was of course, mimicked by his duplicate images. As the barrier slowly took shape, Odin prayed that he would not be disturbed.

He nearly lost concentration as two more bolts whizzed by, removing at last, all his duplicate images. Focusing even harder now, Odin muttered the last words to the incantation and opened his eyes. Odin then screamed shrilly as he saw two bolts flying true towards him. His relief was very apparent as the bolts bounced off the barrier harmlessly. He needed to compose himself though, and sank to his knees to catch his breath and possibly his lucidity.

Protection from Normal Missiles

"I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I'm-", Odin whispered to himself.

250 · 12-03-2001, 01:54 PM

ooc: let you know, Polymorph Self has a long duration. You can change to as many shapes as you desire. Just offer some possible options for you

Two bowmen's sly smiles changed into startled expressions when their missles bounced off harmlessly from the mage. The blue shield had absorbed the impact fully.

They began to search around the room, one of them saw the big chandilers hanging a top of the room, and shoved his partner to see it. The dusts covered chandilers held numerous intricatedly designed lights, with burning oil inside to make the fire last longer. The damage could be potent if the whole thing is dropped. Odin had his back against the southern wall, there is nowhere to run. Even if he escapes, the dwarf would certainly be hit hard, and possibly burnt badly.

Two bowmen immediately took aims at the hanging point of the chandilers. A few bolts fired, most of them bounced off the chandliers, or hitting the lights, but one made its way. The Chandilers shook visibly, and the ceiling made a sharp protesting sound.

The bowmen reloaded their crossbows, ready to fire more.

Sir Byronas · 12-03-2001, 02:24 PM

"So you are the leader of this masked army" Byronas whispered in an unknown language "Tlakoola te sklalrui (Helcules, help the mage)" he said. And the dog went immediately to help Odin. "Now let's fight a little!" then Byronas jumped as high as he could and he reached a nearby table. Then the masked man came next to him and so the battle started. The enemy hit Byronas with great speed. Byronas couldn't realized if he was a human or a monster. The battle was to end. The masked man was far quicker than Byronas."If I had my weapons..." Byronas said after he repeled another strong and quick strike from the masked man. Then Byronas smiled as his leg touched the tablecloth and saw a torch nearby. "Are you alright, you $%^&^*@#@%^ paladin?" the masked man said with anger. "Oh, yes believe me!". Then suddenly Byronas threw wine to the masked man's eyes, then jumped to the air and set on fire the table with a torch he found nearby.

12-02-2001, 07:56 AM	#54
Sir Byronas Mephistopheles Join Date: October 2, 2001 Location: Greece Age: 36 Posts: 1,463	Byronas dealed as quickly as he could with the armed men. He had to help his friends. "Hercules, go and help the halfing. I will deal with them!". Then he said to the soldiers "So you would like to play! First lesson" he said with a smile "You must know your enemy. And suddenly he cut one soldier's neckkk and much blood came out from the dead man. "Lesson two" he said with a smile "kill the enemy with style" and he cut into pieces the last soldier he was standing in front of him. "I am coming Lucre! he shout. "Hang on my friend". __________________ <br />I\'ve searched the whole world and ended up back in Ironworks. Home sweet home!

12-03-2001, 02:24 PM	#60
Sir Byronas Mephistopheles Join Date: October 2, 2001 Location: Greece Age: 36 Posts: 1,463	"So you are the leader of this masked army" Byronas whispered in an unknown language "Tlakoola te sklalrui (Helcules, help the mage)" he said. And the dog went immediately to help Odin. "Now let's fight a little!" then Byronas jumped as high as he could and he reached a nearby table. Then the masked man came next to him and so the battle started. The enemy hit Byronas with great speed. Byronas couldn't realized if he was a human or a monster. The battle was to end. The masked man was far quicker than Byronas."If I had my weapons..." Byronas said after he repeled another strong and quick strike from the masked man. Then Byronas smiled as his leg touched the tablecloth and saw a torch nearby. "Are you alright, you $%^&^*@#@%^ paladin?" the masked man said with anger. "Oh, yes believe me!". Then suddenly Byronas threw wine to the masked man's eyes, then jumped to the air and set on fire the table with a torch he found nearby. __________________ <br />I\'ve searched the whole world and ended up back in Ironworks. Home sweet home!

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12-02-2001, 01:11 AM	#51
Dundee Slaytern Ironworks Moderator Join Date: June 10, 2001 Location: Pasir Ris, Singapore Age: 42 Posts: 11,063	[OOC] Assume that I had prepared 2 Melf's Acid Arrows in my Minor Spell Sequencer beforehand. [/OOC] Odin Magnus sighed and rubbed his chin, how sad... this was how he was going to die. He never really liked parties and tried to avoid them like the plague, and now for the very first time that he went to one, he was in a life threathening situation. Typical of Fate, always trying to give him the lowest card. Odin then buried his face into his palms and shook his head, why, why? Why, oh, why? Then Odin paused shaking and a cog slowly clicked into place inside his head. Hands free... ... Free hands equal spellcasting... ... What then, was the Hell was he doing?!?! Odin stood to attention and surveyed the scene. Sir Byranos seemed to be okay, but Lucre and the Dwarf seemed to be in trouble. Odin rapidly began to cast the spell Polymorph Self and closed his eyes to concentrate better. Spells like these were potentially disasterous if a word was said wrongly. Tales of disfigured Mages with a wing or clawed feet were not uncommon. Casting such negative thoughts aside, Odin visualised a spidery image in his mind and focused on it. It took time, but eventually the transformation happened and Odin became a Giant Spider. At last! He was free from the accursed web! Odin leaped silently on the tabletop and transformed back into his human form. Quickly turning around to face the enemy Mage, he shot out a Minor Spell Sequencer aimed directly at the enemy Mage... ...

12-02-2001, 01:47 AM	#52
250 Horus - Egyptian Sky God Join Date: March 4, 2001 Location: either CA or MO Age: 43 Posts: 2,674	The mage was still in a spell casting while Odin broke free from the web as a giant spider. Follwing the transformation was a well aimed projectile spell, the greenish and yellowish acid arrows hits the mage squarely on his waving arms, and it splashed into his chest. The mage wailed terribly. His voice quickly turned into a gaging sound as he choked for air. The acid devoured through his blackened flesh and bones, smokes raise from his burnt clothes. The mage dropped to the floor, semiconcious by the torturous pain. The scream was heard cross the hall way, and three crossbow wielding men qucikly charged into the Parlor room, following behind was the masked leader, a glowing scimitar drawn, and a red fiendish dagger in off hand. The crossbow men moved into positions, spreading out like a fan from the exist (to main hall). The masked leader, not paying any attention to the agonizing mage on the floor, surveyed the room with a cool manner. "Fire" his black scimitar pointed to the mage on top of the table. OOC: everyone else, feel free to take actions as soon as the men were charging into this room. Lucre is still in the vase near the east exist (whether you hide through or leap out and attack or make a run for the exist is your call) the dwarf is wrapped in webs in the center of the room, and another attacker is behind him to his right, blinded and entangled. two attackers are unharmed, at northeast of the room. they were the ones trying to attack Odin Magnus. They are held, and blinded, but all of the blinding men are gaining their visions back. the bowmen and masked leader gaurd the east exist (where Lucre's vase is [img]graemlins/biglaugh.gif[/img] ) north exist for the kitech, Byronas at the west

12-02-2001, 03:54 AM	#53
Sir ReGiN Gold Dragon Join Date: August 11, 2001 Location: The land of blonde virgins Age: 43 Posts: 2,563	OOC>>Are the web still there? I assume they are.. IC>> Regin stood helplessly and watched as the friendly mage saved him from a certain death.. Good work, lad! He heard armed men coming in from the other room, behind him. He then noticed the entangled man beside him.. Brilliant! Bloody brilliant! Regin stared fighting through the web, which was much easier with the enemy mage dead, and soon he could reach the entangled man.. He took his axe, slit the man's throat, aand then dragged himself towards the man, and soon, he could climb up on him.. Standing on the man's shoulders, he started shouting: Hey, I'm over here, you worm sucking sons of a gibberling! He waved at the cross-bow armed men in the doorstep, who had pointed their weapons at the friendly mage..

12-03-2001, 09:17 AM	#55
Dundee Slaytern Ironworks Moderator Join Date: June 10, 2001 Location: Pasir Ris, Singapore Age: 42 Posts: 11,063	Odin Magnus pondered, the crossbowmen seemed to be distracted. Maybe he could shoot off one more spell, but this time... this time he will go defensive instead. He could not afford to keep on hurling offensive spells without covering his metaphorical back. Odin placed his palms together and rested them on his lips. Words came out of his mouth rapidly and the air around him began to blur and swirl. Eyes unblinking and staring intently into nothingness, the image of his body gave a shudder and all of a sudden, multiple images of himself appeared at the very spot where he once stood. The images were all exact duplicates of Odin and mimicked his actions. Mirror Image Feeling a little safer... Odin went back on the offensive. He only hope that the rest had managed to hold on till now.

12-03-2001, 11:54 AM	#56
Lucre Elminster Join Date: October 20, 2001 Location: England Posts: 413	Lucre heard Byronas and spun around, he had been sneaking away into the kitchens around the north of the room when a bolt went whizzing past his ear and into the forhead of a statue of Gregor Wolfsheim and smashed a plant when it fell down. Lucre then ducked behind the kitchen door and saw a lot more bowmen. He was certanily not in for the adventuring life, but he had to to find enough treasure. "Ok maybe not in there then" He hissed as he ducked back around the door to the parlor. He then ran up a pair of stairs around the edge of the room (OOC: is that ok?) and hid behind a pair of curtains. He got his dagger out and jumped over the balcony over looking the hall and landed by the door in the east by where his vase was. The Leader was in front of him but looking at Odin Magnus. One of his men had seen Lucre, he quickly grabbed a statue and swung it around to hit the side of Lucre's head. It hit his long red hair fast and hard, Lucre fell to the floor in a slump.

12-03-2001, 01:08 PM	#57
250 Horus - Egyptian Sky God Join Date: March 4, 2001 Location: either CA or MO Age: 43 Posts: 2,674	OOC: Lucre, the idea is good, good role play [img]smile.gif[/img] you guys will get the idea soon. Odin, nice The masked leader heard the bluff from the newly freed dwarf, standing on top of his dead soldier. Something similar to a snicker came out. "Keep the mage busy." He ordered his men before he took off around the edges of webs. The paladin quickly dispatched his attacker, then break into a run around webs to help his halfling friend. Lucre had unfortunately stumbled into one of the bowmen, who out of shock, let fly his crossbow. The bolt went upwards, and missed Odin terribly. The bowman grabbed the nearest object, a statue, and smacked the poor halfling very hard. The halfling let out a low grumble, then fell on the floor, semiconcious (or appears to be [img]tongue.gif[/img] ). The bowman gave another kick to the body, the spat on him. The other two bowmen fired at the mage as ordered, ignoring the taunting dwarf in the web. Two bolts hissed pass the dwarf's head, missing by inchs. Two images disappeared. The bowman that smashed Lucre took out another bolt, and put it into his crossbow. He took a close aim at the halfling. Just before he fired the bolt, something hit him hard from the side. Hercules had leaped over furnitures, loyaly followed his order. The wardog's front paws rammed the man out of the door way, weapon flying. Hercules followed the rolling body, and began a furious bite and slash. The man yelled in terror "Help! Help! get the dog!!" "Concentrate on the mage!" The masked leader shout out the order as he met Byranos head on. Another round of bolts flew towards Odin, who darted quickly on top of the table. The mage felt something hizzled above his back, and caught sight of another image disappearing. "Two left!" He bite his teeth tightly, mind racing to search his next move. Obviously more men are coming this way, and there are still two other men just a few steps away from him. They are gaining their senses back! The masked leader met the paladin in the narrow pass created between the north wall and the web spell. He issued a contempt growl. "What are you trying to do, novice?" Black scimitar and fiendish red dagger drawing with deadly ease, his stares toyed with Byranos playfully. OOC: Byranos is in trouble [img]tongue.gif[/img] Regin, do something, ye got a big axe in your hand. [img]smile.gif[/img]

12-03-2001, 01:36 PM	#58
Dundee Slaytern Ironworks Moderator Join Date: June 10, 2001 Location: Pasir Ris, Singapore Age: 42 Posts: 11,063	Odin Magnus tried to keep calm. Four times already had he felt and heard the whiz of the bolts fired by the crossbowmen. Swaying his body to and fro in order to make it more difficult for the crossbowmen to hit him, he closed his eyes and began chanting another spell. A purplish-red vortex of magical energy began to form around him, creating a cylindrical barrier around him. This barrier was of course, mimicked by his duplicate images. As the barrier slowly took shape, Odin prayed that he would not be disturbed. He nearly lost concentration as two more bolts whizzed by, removing at last, all his duplicate images. Focusing even harder now, Odin muttered the last words to the incantation and opened his eyes. Odin then screamed shrilly as he saw two bolts flying true towards him. His relief was very apparent as the bolts bounced off the barrier harmlessly. He needed to compose himself though, and sank to his knees to catch his breath and possibly his lucidity. Protection from Normal Missiles "I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I'm-", Odin whispered to himself.

12-03-2001, 01:54 PM	#59
250 Horus - Egyptian Sky God Join Date: March 4, 2001 Location: either CA or MO Age: 43 Posts: 2,674	ooc: let you know, Polymorph Self has a long duration. You can change to as many shapes as you desire. Just offer some possible options for you Two bowmen's sly smiles changed into startled expressions when their missles bounced off harmlessly from the mage. The blue shield had absorbed the impact fully. They began to search around the room, one of them saw the big chandilers hanging a top of the room, and shoved his partner to see it. The dusts covered chandilers held numerous intricatedly designed lights, with burning oil inside to make the fire last longer. The damage could be potent if the whole thing is dropped. Odin had his back against the southern wall, there is nowhere to run. Even if he escapes, the dwarf would certainly be hit hard, and possibly burnt badly. Two bowmen immediately took aims at the hanging point of the chandilers. A few bolts fired, most of them bounced off the chandliers, or hitting the lights, but one made its way. The Chandilers shook visibly, and the ceiling made a sharp protesting sound. The bowmen reloaded their crossbows, ready to fire more.

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