(I/C)
Leaning against the wall of the Dining Room, Abraxas fumbled around his pouch blindly until his fingers touched upon the healing potion within. “Puta!” he cursed, seeing nothing except blinding whiteness. “I will kill you all. I will stab you and your mothers and string up their guts and you weel beg for mercy that will not be coming.” Drinking it down, the cool liquid coursed through his body righting his hurts and closing his wounds (Heal 1d6: Blue White 6 – Heal 6).
Meanwhile Wyn stepped to the side and cried out, "Lannis! Usually de shaft does not come afta de money shot... but suck on dis fils de pute!" and let the arrow fly (>+5 to hit, Orange 17) where it struck the Adept who had been raised up earlier (1d6 Damage: Orange 5) sinking a good 7” of wood into the hissing sling wielder’s torso. "Kill dat one! Don't let em 'eal!"
“Kill ‘em hard!” Brendon also let his arrow fly (<+4 to hit, Red 9) but the clang let him know the shaft caught more steel than flesh.
"Press the advantage,” Lannis called, hands waving as the air around his shimmered. “Kill em all, let Corfard sort em out!" At the last moment he collected a length of chaos in his hands and let the red and pink shaft fly. “In Bet Grav!” (1d4 Damage: Pink 2 – and Killed at 0 hp) “Got him!”
Lyra frowned. “We’ve been here before, he’s only mostly dead.” She whirled her sling three times overhead and let the rock fly (>+3 to hit, White 17) where it whizzed through the air and disappeared under the cowl with a wet thwock (1d3 Damage: White 3 – 2 Damage and really killed!) and a spray of blood. “Never mind. Finished!”
With only two moving Adepts left, Kovid roared and charged past the held one and struck the last sling wielder with a well placed hammer blow (>+3 to hit, Blue 15), the armor clanging discordantly as he struck the figure in the midsection, folding it over the Theystra weapon (1d8+2 Damage: Blue 3: 5 Damage) and wounding it terribly.
Shaking its head, it held the hammer tight against itself and snarled, “Corfard will take you all!” His gaze turned to the other Adept and he hissed, “You know what you have to do.”
“I do, brother. May Corfard Bless you in the next life.”
“As he has done in this one.” Turning back to Kovid the dwarf could see teeth under the cowl, lots of them as this Adept growled. “Light me.”
And the torch bearing Adept dropped his flaming brand at the Adept’s feet where the fire caught the robe in time with the scent of spilled oil. And he went up like a brand of fire screaming, “For Corfard!” And it threw itself at Kovid while on fire, grappling with the dwarf who was trying to back away (>+2 to hit, Black 19) but failed as the burning robes revealed a scaled red vaguely lizard looking on fire burning creature that grabbed, clawed, and bit the dwarf (1d3 Damage: Red/Black 6 – Take 3 Damage!). Besides the clawing, biting, and scratching, Kovid also had to deal with the fire and managed (>Save vs Death Ray, Blue 12 – Success!) to avoid the serious affects of the flames (1d4 Damage: Blue 1) but still got singed.
The hall blocked with the burning Adept and his grappled dwarf, the group was able to see the last Adept withdraw a flask from its robe, pop the top, and drink it down as it cursed at the group, “Corfard will know what you’ve done!”.
And then faded from view! The group saw the door on the east that led down to the barracks open slightly a moment later.
“Did that scaly son of a bitch just go Invisible?!” Lannis exclaimed. Looking up he tapped his wrist and said, “Let’s go!!”
(WMC: Red/Black 4 – none)
(Initiative Adept Red/Black 3: Party Steel 4 – Party wins!)
Time now is 11:00
(OOC)
1 Adept held, 1 Adept on FIRE (which is NOT affecting him) and clawing/biting/grappling with Kovid.
1 Adept drank a potion of Invisibility.
Top of the round – your turn!
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