>The falcon studies the ground intently.
>Krythos says, "everyone join me"
>You chortle.
>Methain joins Krythos's group.
>Meffridus joins Krythos's group.
>Claydornian says, "hey hey"
>You say, "your guys choice"
>Krythos reaches out and holds Claydornian's hand.
>Claydornian asks, "whats the rules?"
>Methain asks, "whats rules?"
>Meffridus gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
>Meffridus gestures.
Meffridus appears somewhat more powerful.
>Claydornian leans on his broadsword.
>Krythos says, "hmm"
>You say, "no rules as far as I am concerned"
>Meffridus gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Krythos grins.
>Methain nods to Krythos.
>Krythos asks, "except no meteor swarm?"
>Claydornian says, "howsa bout no wave no wind an no swarm"
>Claydornian shifts his weight.
>Krythos asks, "no wave?"
>You say, "naw, thats not fair"
>Krythos says, "we need wave"
>Methain grins.
>Claydornian scowls.
>You say, "I don't even have meteor swarm"
>Krythos says, "and some prayers"
Claydornian says, "fine fine"
>You flail your arms about.
>Claydornian says, "wave"
>Claydornian says, "no wind"
>You nod to Claydornian.
>Methain asks, "can we get rid of boil?"
>You say, "I got up to 520"
>Meffridus says, "ok lets go"
>Methain ducks his head.
>You say, "and stopped"
>Claydornian says, "no"
>You say, "um, no"
>Claydornian says, "boils aloud"
>Claydornian says, "er alowed"
>Krythos snickers.
>Methain says, "thats gonna hurt the most.."
>You say, "theres gonna be alot of hurtin goin on"
>The falcon cocks its head intelligently.
>Krythos nods to Claydornian.
>You feel at full magical power again.
>Krythos rubs his chin thoughtfully.
>Krythos says, "now we have no counter"
>Methain asks, "ready?"
>Claydornian chuckles.
>Methain grins.
Your dancing fingers weave a web of protection around you!
>Your dancing fingers weave a web of protection around you!
>You grip your weapon with renewed vigor!
>You grip your weapon with renewed vigor!
>You grip your weapon with renewed vigor!
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "Hmmm..."
>Your dancing fingers weave a web of protection around you!
>Claydornian yells, "come count then run after ye go"
>Magic flows towards you, but does not reach you.
>The falcon cocks its head intelligently.
>You hear the voice of Zeven ask, "Count and leave?"
>You feel magical energies distort and flow around you.
>Alerok's group just arrived.
>Krythos nods.
>Claydornian says, "aye"
>[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see the dense forests of the Lower Dragonsclaw. Looking northeast, the verdant grasslands sprawl down towards the coast. Gazing southward at the slopes, in the distance you see the snow-covered summits of the Dragonsclaw mountain range, shrouded in perpetual mist. You also see the Alerok disk and a falcon.
Also here: Calie, Alerok, Lord Meffridus, Lord Krythos, Methain, Claydornian
Obvious paths: down.
>Claydornian grins.
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "Hmmmm..."
>Alerok asks, "Ready?"
>Krythos says, "ack civilians"
>Claydornian says, "we got one aleroc"
>Krythos says, "out out"
>You see Calie Racade the Sylvankind Healer.
She appears to be in her 40's, has long, braided black hair, blue eyes, and fair skin.
She has terrible scars from some serious neck injury, a mangled left arm, a mangled right leg, a mangled left leg, old battle scars on her right hand, a mangled left hand, several painful-looking scars across her chest, terrible, permanent mutilation of her abdominal muscles, terrible, permanent mutilation of her back muscles, a black-and-blue right eye, a black-and-blue left eye, developed slurred speech, and a scar across her face.
She is holding a diamond-edged black vultite falchion in her right hand and a mirror-finish golden vultite shield in her left hand.
She is wearing a crystal amulet, some shadowy black stalking leathers, a sturdy dark leather gem pouch, a leather sheath, a butterfly charm, a soft ivory cotton cape, some polished elegant black boots, a forest green herb satchel, a graceful pale pink skirt, and a gold ring.
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "Just let the lard give you power."
>Alerok says, "k"
>Claydornian grins.
>Alerok's group just went down.
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "5"
>[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see the dense forests of the Lower Dragonsclaw. Looking northeast, the verdant grasslands sprawl down towards the coast. Gazing southward at the slopes, in the distance you see the snow-covered summits of the Dragonsclaw mountain range, shrouded in perpetual mist. You also see a falcon.
Also here: Lord Meffridus, Lord Krythos, Methain, Claydornian
Obvious paths: down.
>Methain rubs a blue crystal.
An invisible force guides Methain.
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "4"
>You close your eyes for a moment.
>Methain put a blue crystal in his hooded cloak.
>You smile.
>Claydornian begins to twitch.
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "3"
>Methain gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "2"
>You hear the voice of Zeven say, "1"
>You hear the voice of Zeven exclaim, "Go!"
>Meffridus gestures at you.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Meffridus.
You are buffeted by the dark ethereal waves, but remain standing.
>Krythos gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Methain gestures.
Methain blends into invisibility among the surroundings.
>Krythos gestures.
The ground around you seems to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Methain is forced from hiding!
Methain loses his balance and falls over.
You lose your balance and fall over.
A falcon loses its balance and falls to the ground.
Suddenly, the ground seems steadier.
...wait 12 seconds.
>...wait 12 seconds.
>Meffridus gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Krythos gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Krythos gestures.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Krythos.
Methain is buffeted by the dark ethereal waves.
You are buffeted by the dark ethereal waves, but are unaffected.
>Meffridus gestures at you.
The spell misfires!
>You say, "fun fun"
>Krythos gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Krythos gestures at you.
A void rips open in the area, close enough for you to take serious notice of it.
Refreshing breeze ruffles your hair making you look cool.
A falcon gasps for air and is stunned!
Everything in the room seemed to stay in place. The void disappears without further incident.
>Krythos gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Krythos gestures at you.
A void rips open in the area, extremely close to you.
Debris strikes you in the leg.
+10 Hits.
Stunned for 2 rounds!
Everything in the room seemed to stay in place. The void disappears without further incident.
>Methain says, "forgot about that.."
>Meffridus gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Meffridus gestures at you.
The spell misfires!
>Claydornian comes out of hiding.
>Krythos gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Krythos gestures at you.
A void rips open in the area, but not very close to you.
Refreshing breeze ruffles your hair making you look cool.
Everything in the room seemed to stay in place. The void disappears without further incident.
>You are still stunned.
>Krythos gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Krythos gestures at you.
A void rips open in the area, close enough for you to take serious notice of it.
Refreshing breeze ruffles your hair making you look cool.
Everything in the room seemed to stay in place. The void disappears without further incident.
>The falcon studies the ground intently.
>Meffridus waves the golden wand at you.
Meffridus hurls a stream of fire at you!
AS: +210 vs DS: +337 with AvD: +48 + d100 roll: +40 = -39
A clean miss.
>You concentrate on the Invisibility spell...
Your spell is ready.
>You gesture.
You become invisible.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>Wait 1 sec.
Krythos gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>You don't have a spell prepared!
>Krythos gestures.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from Krythos.
Methain is buffeted by the dark ethereal waves.
Claydornian is forced out of hiding as he is knocked to the ground by the dark ethereal waves.
You are buffeted by the dark ethereal waves and are pinned in place, unable to move.
Your invisibility fails.
Roundtime 0 Sec.
>You concentrate on the Elemental Wave spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from you.
Meffridus is buffeted by the dark ethereal waves, and is knocked to the ground.
Krythos is buffeted by the dark ethereal waves, and is knocked to the ground.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>A falcon starts to breathe easier.
Claydornian says, "hmmph"
>Krythos says, "bye bye"
>You concentrate on the Weapon Fire spell...
Your spell is ready.
>Claydornian rubs a glass amulet.
Claydornian suddenly disappears.
>You gesture at Meffridus.
[Spell Hindrance for some midnight blue leather armor is 4%, d100 was 3]
Your armor prevents the spell from working correctly.
>You concentrate on the Weapon Fire spell...
Your spell is ready.
>You gesture at Meffridus.
Meffridus is not carrying a weapon in their hands. Spell had no effect.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>You concentrate on the Weapon Fire spell...
Your spell is ready.
>You gesture at Krythos.
CS: +285 - TD: +206 + CvA: +12 + d100: +32 - -5 == +128
Warding failed!
You successfully hit Krythos's black rolaren longsword with the spell.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>A burst of flame leaps from a ruby-hilted black rolaren longsword in Krythos's right hand.
... 40 points of damage!
Right forearm burned clean off. At least it's cauterized.
He is stunned!
>Meffridus stands up.
>You concentrate on the Elemental Strike spell...
Your spell is ready.
> * Meffridus just bit the dust!
>You gesture at Meffridus.
CS: +300 - TD: +155 + CvA: +12 + d100: +38 == +195
Warding failed!
You blast Meffridus for 216 points of damage.
* Meffridus drops dead at your feet!
The silvery luminescence fades from around Meffridus.
The translucent sphere fades from around Meffridus.
The air about Meffridus stops shimmering.
Meffridus comes back into focus.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Meffridus.
The powerful look leaves Meffridus.
Meffridus seems a bit less imposing.
Meffridus becomes solid again.
The very powerful look leaves Meffridus.
The white light leaves Meffridus.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>A burst of flame leaps from a ruby-hilted black rolaren longsword in Krythos's right hand.
... 50 points of damage!
Left arm incinerated. Unfortunate.
>Methain removes a veniom-hilted falchion from in his threaded war harness.
>Methain stands up.
>Wait 1 sec.
>Methain gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Methain gestures.
Methain blends into invisibility among the surroundings.
>You don't have a spell prepared!
>You concentrate on the Elemental Strike spell...
Your spell is ready.
>Cast at what?
>You stand back up.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
>A burst of flame leaps from a ruby-hilted black rolaren longsword in Krythos's right hand.
... 20 points of damage!
Flames engulf head searing hair and scalp. Sickening!
>Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
>Cast at what?
>Claydornian fades into view in the act of striking!
Claydornian swings a midnight black broadsword at you!
AS: +280 vs DS: +455 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +15 = -127
A clean miss.
Black broadsword clashes with rolaren shield!
[STR/DU: 90/200 vs. 99/215, d100(Open)= 71]
>You feel the magic of your spell rush away from you.
> * Krythos just bit the dust!
>A burst of flame leaps from a ruby-hilted black rolaren longsword in Krythos's right hand.
... 60 points of damage!
Flames engulf body. Chest left a smoldering ruin.
* Krythos drops dead at your feet!
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Krythos.
The light blue glow leaves Krythos.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Krythos.
The powerful look leaves Krythos.
The air about Krythos stops shimmering.
Krythos becomes solid again.
The bright luminescence fades from around Krythos.
The very powerful look leaves Krythos.
The white light leaves Krythos.
>You concentrate on the Elemental Strike spell...
Your spell is ready.
>Claydornian says, "dam"
>Methain leaps from hiding to attack!
Methain swings a veniom-hilted falchion at you!
AS: +415 vs DS: +455 with AvD: +34 + d100 roll: +10 = +4
A clean miss.
Veniom-hilted falchion clashes with rolaren shield!
[STR/DU: 90/200 vs. 99/215, d100(Open)= 64]
>You gesture at Claydornian.
CS: +300 - TD: +110 + CvA: -9 + d100: +80 - -5 == +266
Warding failed!
You blast Claydornian for 120 points of damage.
... 50 points of damage!
Strike to wrist severs left hand quite neatly!
He is stunned!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>Krythos gives a ghostly chuckle.
>You concentrate on the Elemental Strike spell...
Your spell is ready.
A burst of flame leaps from a ruby-hilted black rolaren longsword in Krythos's right hand.
The black rolaren longsword in Krythos's right hand returns to normal.
>A cloud of dense silvery fog suddenly appears. The fog quickly dissipates to reveal Nigellah.
>Cast at what?
>Nigellah removes an etched dark urnon longsword from in her rolaren thigh-sheath.
>You feel the magic of your spell rush away from you.
>Nigellah gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>You concentrate on the Elemental Blast spell...
Your spell is ready.
>Nigellah gestures at Claydornian.
The glazed look leaves Claydornian.
> * Claydornian just bit the dust!
>You gesture at Claydornian.
CS: +300 - TD: +110 + CvA: -9 + d100: +33 - -5 == +219
Warding failed!
... 50 points of damage!
Weapon arm removed at the shoulder!
* Claydornian drops dead at your feet!
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Claydornian.
The air about Claydornian stops shimmering.
Claydornian seems a bit less imposing.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>You say, "we duelin"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "dammit"
>Nigellah exclaims, "oh!"
>castYou concentrate on the Invisibility spell...
Your spell is ready.
>You gesture.
You become invisible.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>Wait 1 sec.
>You don't have a spell prepared!
>You concentrate on the Elemental Wave spell...
Your spell is ready.
>You are visible again.
You gesture.
A wave of dark ethereal ripples moves outward from you.
Nigellah is buffeted by the dark ethereal waves, and is knocked to the ground.
Methain is forced out of hiding as he is knocked to the ground by the dark ethereal waves.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Krythos say, "dodged too many implosions"
>Wait 1 sec.
>You don't have a spell prepared!
>Nigellah says, "was curious..."
>The spirit of Krythos sighs softly, raising the hairs on the back of your neck.
You concentrate on the Elemental Blast spell...
Your spell is ready.
>You gesture at Methain.
CS: +300 - TD: +142 + CvA: +14 + d100: +47 == +219
Warding failed!
... 48 points of damage!
Left hip pulped, severing the leg.
He is stunned!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>Claydornian gives a ghostly chuckle.
>Nigellah says, "hey now, i'm not dueling"
>You are now in an offensive stance.
>Nigellah starts chortling.
>The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves you.
>You swing a thick-bladed ora falchion at Methain!
AS: +238 vs DS: +77 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +56 = +253
... and hit for 88 points of damage!
Awesome slash severs Methain's left arm!
A jagged stump is all that remains!
Ora falchion clashes with imflass-lined leather!
[STR/DU: 90/190 vs. 68/223, d100(Open)= 16]
Roundtime: 7 sec.
>* Methain just bit the dust!
>You swing a thick-bladed ora falchion at Methain!
AS: +238 vs DS: +16 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +6 = +264
... and hit for 126 points of damage!
A mighty hit turns Methain's insides to outsides!
* Methain drops dead at your feet!
Methain seems to lose an aura of confidence.
The air about Methain stops shimmering.
Methain seems to lose some internal strength.
The deep blue glow leaves Methain.
Methain seems a bit less imposing.
The light blue glow leaves Methain.
Ora falchion clashes with imflass-lined leather!
[STR/DU: 90/190 vs. 68/223, d100(Open)= 77]
Roundtime: 7 sec.
>You say, "now then"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Meffridus ask, "any lk?"
>Nigellah struggles to stand, but fails.
>[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see the dense forests of the Lower Dragonsclaw. Looking northeast, the verdant grasslands sprawl down towards the coast. Gazing southward at the slopes, in the distance you see the snow-covered summits of the Dragonsclaw mountain range, shrouded in perpetual mist. You also see a falcon who is lying down.
Also here: Nigellah who is lying down, the body of Lord Meffridus who is lying down, the body of Lord Krythos who is lying down, the body of Methain who is lying down, the body of Claydornian who is lying down
Obvious paths: down.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Methain say, "was about to say this might hurt.."
>You hear the ghostly voice of Krythos say, "hehe not bad"
>You are now in a defensive stance.
>Claydornian gives a ghostly chuckle.
>You say, "LK them all please?"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "we suck"
>Nigellah gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
>Nigellah gestures.
Nigellah springs upright with amazing agility!
>You hear the ghostly voice of Methain say, "missed my chance.."
>You say, "no, you guys were better than I thought"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Krythos say, "hehe"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Methain say, "was unjoined from kry.."
>Nigellah chuckles.
>You say, "took more outta me than I thought"
>Nigellah put an etched dark urnon longsword in her rolaren thigh-sheath.
>You feel less confident than before.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "i shoulda stayed hidden"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Krythos exclaim, "i got a hit!"
>Nigellah removes a deep crimson flask from in her spidersilk cloak.
>You pant.
>Nigellah forces Meffridus's mouth open, and pours in a small amount from her crimson flask.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Meffridus, then fades into the body.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Krythos exclaim, "i am so proud!"
>Nigellah forces Claydornian's mouth open, and pours in a small amount from her crimson flask.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Claydornian, then fades into the body.
>Nigellah put a deep crimson flask in her spidersilk cloak.
>Nigellah removes a white flask from in her spidersilk cloak.
>The falcon looks around quickly.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "thanks"
>You say, "ya guys all earned me respect tonight"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Methain say, "was gonna hit him with the 415 AS when he was down to 355 but.. I was not joined"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Methain say, "figures.."
>Nigellah forces Methain's mouth open, and pours in a small amount from her white flask.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Methain, then fades into the body.
>Nigellah forces Krythos's mouth open, and pours in a small amount from her white flask.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Krythos, then fades into the body.
>Krythos gives a ghostly chuckle.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "woulda got him with a 430 AS"
>Nigellah says, "someone owes me a flask here"
>That is already closed.
>Nigellah raises an eyebrow.
>You say, "naw"
Nigellah put a white flask in her spidersilk cloak.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "mines empty"
>You say, "defense was well above 400"
>Nigellah asks, "shall i take them to town?"
>Nigellah shifts her weight.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "not while ye was on the ground"
>You say, "yes"
>You see Nigellah AtlasVod the Human Herbmistress.
She appears to be in her 70's, has shoulder length, curly light brown hair, dark eyes, and tanned skin.
She has a rainbow butterfly tattoo on her neck.
She has some old neck wounds, a mangled left leg, an old battle scar across her chest, several painful-looking scars across her abdominal area, terrible, permanent mutilation of her back muscles, severe bruises and swelling around her right eye, developed slurred speech, and a scar across her face.
She is holding a acid-stained vultite wall shield in her left hand.
She is wearing a veniom mesh chain-link kirtle of pure argent made of adventurine acantha leaves dipped in silverleaf, a smoke grey spidersilk cloak, a silver charm bracelet, some leaf embossed boots, a wide leaf embossed belt, a burnished gold pin in the shape of a finely detailed harp, a diamond and silver wedding band, a golden acantha leaf pin, an oval silvery mithril locket, a translucent spidersilk backpack, a pure silver Aspis pin, a carved haon musical note, a pearl-thorned ruby rose, a gold ring, a woven rolaren thigh-sheath, some royal-blue leather armor, a black mesh drawstring pouch, a crystal amulet, and a light blue chain coif.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Methain say, "not when you were on the ground man.."
>You grin.
>[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see the dense forests of the Lower Dragonsclaw. Looking northeast, the verdant grasslands sprawl down towards the coast. Gazing southward at the slopes, in the distance you see the snow-covered summits of the Dragonsclaw mountain range, shrouded in perpetual mist. You also see a falcon who is lying down.
Also here: Nigellah, the body of Lord Meffridus who is lying down, the body of Lord Krythos who is lying down, the body of Methain who is lying down, the body of Claydornian who is lying down
Obvious paths: down.
>Nigellah reaches down and grabs a hold of Claydornian's lifeless body.
>Nigellah reaches down and grabs a hold of Krythos's lifeless body.
>You hear the ghostly voice of Claydornian say, "look at this crap"
>Nigellah reaches down and tenderly cradles Methain's lifeless hand in hers.
>You say, "then should've did it while I was on the ground"
>You hear the ghostly voice of Meffridus exclaim, "ack!!!!"
>You say, "and thats the end of that"
>
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