FOUR HUNDRED EIGHTY EIGHT
(I/C)
Worried at the sheer number of undead arraigned before us, Brendon made sure the loose torches were standing up, propping it into one of the long abandoned wall sconces. “Since the dead have this hall, the ever calculating hobs might try and circle around and get at us from behind. We should keep the back ranks engaged with some light.”
Noting the effectiveness of her turning, Lyra scowled, fishing out her sling and aiming as best she could. “Shit. Undead bears and owl bears. This day is already shit. Let’s just go back to bed.” (>+5 to hit, -2 missile cover, White 11). The stone clattered through the gap hard and whacked the revenant there (1d3 Damage, White 1: 1 damage! Whoopdiedoo!). It seemed to have little effect. “I’m going to need a shit load of stones very soon if this is our plan people.”
Seeing the futility of trying to shoot the bow, Wyn swapped over to his sling and sighed deeply. “Wyn’s probably gonna regret dis… but make some for for me. I’m gonna sling some stones also and do as much damage as I can while dey still be on dat side.” (>+5 to hit, -2 missile cover, Orange 12) His rock also struck the same undead (1d3 Damage, Orange 2: 1 Damage!), also having a small effect at best.
“You is correct, Priestesse. Dis is gonna be a long bad way to do it.” He turned to Kovid who was pushing deep into the barrier, stabbing out at the undead at full arm extension. “Dwarfriend, tink you cen tie a rope to your regular hammer so you cen throw it and pull it back after? Did you already do dat? I cen’t even remember anymore.”
“Seems like a great way to lose a hammer, Elffriend.”
“Salazar… do you got anytin real heavy ye can just throw at dem?”
Abraxas shrugged, also struggling to hit the undead through the long gaps (>+7 to hit, -4 melee reach/cover, Blue 12). "Hay es always mas furniture, Señor Wheyn. Es heavy.” The Fighter caught the wounded revenant in the neck (1d6+3 Damage, Blue 3+3=6 Damage and killed!), making it gurgle before falling over, the ones behind it shoving forward and grinding it into the floor.
“Perhaps. I know we be fresh outta boulders, but dey be standing so densely packed dat a well-placed stout heavy ting could do some damage to multiple targets. BX baby en all dat, si señor?”
Working up another spell, Lannis cocked one eyebrow and said, “I am not a heavy thing by the way, I'm quite svelte."
Targeting the one that Lannis had with the dart earlier (>+5 to hit, -4 melee reach/cover, Yellow 13), the dwarf was able to shove his spear through the center of its chest, making it gasp and wheeze at the hit. “You’re right, you’re too lightweight.” (1d6+2 Damage, Yellow 2+2=4 Damage!)
“Pero, creo ese Spears son mas useful. Maybe Brendead can usar some Rope, y hace una... como dices... una... Harpoon! Si, una Harpoon. Then tu can hook una Undead y drag it a el rest del grupo a attack! Señor Kovgild can usa una Spear similar a me a attack el Undead threw the Barricade."
“Let me do my own spear, Doc,” Brendon offered, nimble hands working a length of his plaited rope and tying it to the spear, X wrapping it around the front and frowning. “Harpoons work best on large clear areas. Someone would have to stand on top of the barrier and cast it.” Looking over at the wizard, he offered, “Lannis you need to look at the bright side of things. This is experience we need to make us stronger.”
“I am a mighty force already. Watch. IN BET GRAV!” Another blast of energy struck out at the wounded revenant (1d4 Damage, Pink 4 and killed!!), drilling a hole in its face and then dropping it, where it too was pounded flat by the shoving horde.
(Push: 2 Str checks: White 11 3 @+2 (Under 2..Under 8 - fail) and Red/Black 8 3@+2 (Under 5..Under 11 – success). 1d6 Structural damage: Red/Black 3. 20-3=17 to go)
The mass of undead pushed, shoved, ripped, and beat at the barrier, some of the edges of the tables at their end warping and cracking, but the entire barrier held fast with no indication of falling as of yet.
Time now is Day 11, 11:21 AM
(OOC)
Hits are at -4 for spears, -2 for missile weapons. The hall is still choked with undead. Keep on keeping on, something new?
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