PBEM - Episode 461. Making a stand

FOUR HUNDRED SIXTY ONE

(I/C)

Looking behind him at the yawning dark hall leading east, spotting Brendon and Wyn swapping over to their bows, Kovid gripped his Hammer tightly and turned back to the clambering revenants and asked, “Are we fighting them here?”

“Here!” Lannis stomped his feet and gave the distant undead, a hobgoblin with a wicked Scythe wound bisecting its face a snarl and a spit. “It’s time!” Hoisting his hands up he began casting, feet braced wide and rallied the party with, "Alright chums let's do this. LAAAAAAAANIS OOOOOFOP!!"

"Ahora Amigos!” Abraxas cheered, swinging his Scythe with practiced ease at the closest undead pushing through the narrow gap. “Ese es el tiempo a luchamos. Let's do this!" (>+8 to hit, Blue 20, Crit! Max Damage 8+4=12 and killed!!) Where his enchanted weapon tore the undead’s head free before revering itself and splitting the chest open straight down to the sternum. He shoved hard, dislodging it from his weapon, and laughed as the next one tried to fill the gap.

“Agreed Abraxas!” The Cleric said, her own Flail trying to take the legs out of the one on top of the cabinet. “I would very much like some lunch right now. If that’s what you just said.” Her weapon struck (>+4 to hit, White 13), crushing the left knee and then knocking the undead over. She followed up with an upward wind up and then a downward swing (1d6+2 Damage, White 6+2=8 and killed!!!) where it shattered the chest, lungs, and heart, the undead shrilly crying in pain before expiring with a shuddering gasp.

On the last one still on top of the cabinet, Kovid did his best to hit, but the revenant (<+6 to hit, Yellow 4) ignored the hammer strike and was coming close to leaping onto the dwarf and bring the melee to him. “I cannot WAIT to get fireball!” Lannis cheered, still working his spell up, “It’s made for little problems like this!”

Lining up his shot, Brendon let an arrow fly at the undead looking to attack Kovid (>+6 to hit, Red 15), striking it in the face (1d6 Damage, Red 4). “If Lannis is getting fireball,” he asked, “what cool thing will I get?”

“Boule de feu! Boule de feu!” Wyn cheered, standing closest to the back hall, one of his ears turned to it to listen, and fired his own arrow, at the same one that Brendon had wounded (+8 to hit, Orange 8). “Seriously, dough, fuck deze guys.” The shaft hit (1d6 Damage, Orange 4 and killed!), tearing out it’s midsection and pitching it backwards off the cabinet. “And stay down!”

“Oh yeah Baby,” Lannis was wrapping up his spell. “Daddy needs a new pair of dressy thigh high pumps! IN BET GRAV! DART!” (1d4 Damage, Pink 1) The sorcerous bolt singed the next undead in line, a gangly goblin with some busted arrows sticking out of his face. “So close!”

“Doze shoes you mentioned…”Wyn shrugged. “Vera specific, non?”

“Just something I figured off the top of my head, ya?”

(Initiative 3 vs 3, reroll. Party Steel 6 vs Undead Red/Black 4)

(Freezer door: Black 15, Black 15. D6 damage x2: White 3, White 6)

In the distance we could hear splintering wood and more bashing sounds, but the freezer door was still holding…for now.

Time now is Day 10, 3:42 PM

(OOC)

Great job! Took out the 3 closest, meaning 3 others have stepped up! Freezer door is holding, it’s been a few minutes, but it’s starting to fade. Wyn will be keeping an ear out down the back hall, I’ll let you know when if…if it comes up. Top of the round, you guys go!