Stopping The Addiction
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*Selebius
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Two of the horde start to break down the door with their hatchets- the reinforced wood giving them more trouble than sudpected.
But then the first boards break away and a hole is made and...
....the door vanishes is an explosion of sharp splinters and scorched wood the afterimage of a Lightning Bolt burnt into Khari's retina.
The line of electricity licks out into the alley, the men who broke down the door thrown aside, they bodys twitching, the air filled with the stench of burning hair and scorched skin.
They are still alive but the sudden destructive spell left the Horde wide eyed and scared.
((As the DC is only 14 Khari has a chance of 95% to make the REF save. Just roll no 1, please :P ))
But then the first boards break away and a hole is made and...
....the door vanishes is an explosion of sharp splinters and scorched wood the afterimage of a Lightning Bolt burnt into Khari's retina.
The line of electricity licks out into the alley, the men who broke down the door thrown aside, they bodys twitching, the air filled with the stench of burning hair and scorched skin.
They are still alive but the sudden destructive spell left the Horde wide eyed and scared.
((As the DC is only 14 Khari has a chance of 95% to make the REF save. Just roll no 1, please :P ))
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*DarkArc
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(Ref 37)
Khari managed to avoid the brunt of the explosion. She rubbed her eyes and looked around at the other Hivers. "Don't be scared. Keep going." The ranger pointed at two of the men. "You two. Tend the wounded. The rest of you with me."
Khari then made her way inside.
Khari managed to avoid the brunt of the explosion. She rubbed her eyes and looked around at the other Hivers. "Don't be scared. Keep going." The ranger pointed at two of the men. "You two. Tend the wounded. The rest of you with me."
Khari then made her way inside.
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*Selebius
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They hesitate, scared now and while Khari talks she hears someone inside preparing to cast the next spell- clumsily reading something from a scroll? ((Spellcraft))
As she enters the room she finds a man, thin, his bare chet covered in odd tattoos, the leather skirt he wears somehow repeating the tattoos' patterns. Fire embraces him as he reads the scroll, ready to unleash the flames on the attackers.
But he is not alone.
As Khari enters she feels a body push against her from the darkness- a man covered in blood, the wounds of torture infected and seeping pus but he attacks without holding back, without fearing for his own life. ((Spot))
From the corner of her eyes she realizes there are at least three or four people more- moving back towards the well, probably trying to escape.
As she enters the room she finds a man, thin, his bare chet covered in odd tattoos, the leather skirt he wears somehow repeating the tattoos' patterns. Fire embraces him as he reads the scroll, ready to unleash the flames on the attackers.
But he is not alone.
As Khari enters she feels a body push against her from the darkness- a man covered in blood, the wounds of torture infected and seeping pus but he attacks without holding back, without fearing for his own life. ((Spot))
From the corner of her eyes she realizes there are at least three or four people more- moving back towards the well, probably trying to escape.
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*Selebius
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Khari realizes the man is going to unleash a Fireburst spell- and she realizes that the creature she is facing is not alive anymore.
Her blades find not soft flesh but hard undead tissue, the arm slamming into her chest far to strong- empowered by whatever unholy energies drive this creature forward. It is hurt- but not yet beaten.
Eman and two of his companions enter the room and something is thrown at the mage, the man yelping the spell broken. He stumbles back, a nasty shard of sharp glass with some improvised handle stuck in his shoulder and he looks around with crazy eyes.
Durwin is nowhere to see and that crazy mage pulls another scroll from his belt as he retreats towards the well- barking commands in Abyssal and one of the guards approaches the intruders, his lower arms cut many times and said cuts covered with a strange paste. ((Spot/heal or Alchemy))
Her blades find not soft flesh but hard undead tissue, the arm slamming into her chest far to strong- empowered by whatever unholy energies drive this creature forward. It is hurt- but not yet beaten.
Eman and two of his companions enter the room and something is thrown at the mage, the man yelping the spell broken. He stumbles back, a nasty shard of sharp glass with some improvised handle stuck in his shoulder and he looks around with crazy eyes.
Durwin is nowhere to see and that crazy mage pulls another scroll from his belt as he retreats towards the well- barking commands in Abyssal and one of the guards approaches the intruders, his lower arms cut many times and said cuts covered with a strange paste. ((Spot/heal or Alchemy))