[D ungeon M aster]
The general said the barbaric act of Fenryr and listened to his cry without saying a word. But in his veins felt an ancient scroll recall. SNET awaken his arm, ancient instincts to rediscover the light, after years of channeling in the rules and discipline.
he would guarantee the military order and discipline. But a dose of aggression, spontaneous, natural, wild, that is in any case that could come in handy!
Here, then, that the hand of that warrior from glacial features could be used as a stimulus for his men. The young soldiers were called to grow, and that they did so quickly, he thought to himself.
"Men, do as he says," he ordered, without too much limestone wild instinct.
"that our enemies are afraid, they know that the regular army of the Duke is not afraid di loro. Noi siamo la speranza di queste terre, noi siamo chiamati a riportare ordine e legalità a Vorloi. Ma noi siamo prima di tutto soldati, e sappiamo combattere. In nome della legge del Duca, uomini, riprendiamo il cammino!" ordinò, dirigendosi verso il suo cavallo.
[ X e n o n ]
Xenon aveva atteso il momento propizio, ma la mischia era tale che non poteva valutare se e quando l'arma di Arkandil avesse colpito il Mujina, non dalla sua posizione. Vide però una delle asce bipenni dell'orrenda creatura abbattersi sul compagno, lacerarne la carne, esponendo le ossa e facendo scorrere un fiotto di sangue. Non poteva più attendere, lasciò andare il potere incanalato una terza volta, modellandolo in qualcosa di diverso.
E funzionò. Agli occhi del Mujina, una calda onda arancio lo investì ed il suo corpo iniziò a mutare rapidamente. Le braccia diventarono agili zampe, il volto abbandonò le sembianze mostruose e divenne quello di un tenero cerbiatto impaurito, le armi caddero per terra. La sua mente non c'era più, ora il mujina era nient'altro che un giovane animale, una preda in mezzo a cacciatori infuriati e selvaggi. Scartò di lato per evitare un colpo seguendo solo il suo istinto, che però non era fatto per sfuggire una volta accerchiato da predatori bipedi con artigli lucenti e indistrittubili. Una zampa volò via, colpita alle spalle da qualcosa, e il caldo sangue rosso fluì, mentre il cerbiatto si accasciava, impotente on three legs. Others joined him
shots, penetrating the chest, tearing, rending, destroying. The entrails of the animal were scattered everywhere, blurred vision. Then a blow last reached the heart and the animal falls to the ground. It was only then, briefly, that the illusion Mujin stopped and saw what had really happened, the damn elves, dwarves and humans who had not hesitated to strike, as perplexed when he was bent on all fours, dropping their weapons, with a look of terror, and he clumsily tried to dance in the circle of blades. Now he saw everything clearly. He had been deceived. Too late. Might not have had the grace to die innocent fawn.
Xenon you looked away for a few moments had been concentrated in agony, knowing that only a small diversion would allow the Mujin to rise, perhaps to kill one of his companions, perhaps more than one. In half a minute, the magic that had crossed the elf's body had drunk, upset, shaken, left empty. But it had worked, and this was the only thing that mattered.
ran towards the group, although he felt his legs weak, just in time to see the barbarian of the ice to raise the head of the monster and scream out loud. The elf came up and slapped him lightly on the shoulder to Arkandil who suffered terribly because of injury.
was absorbed for a moment and then, approaching Fenryr said, in a tone of voice medium, so that others feel companions, but not the soldiers. "Nice try, hero. To kill a poor defenseless deer ...", out a little and turning a broad smile. "Scherzo, Fen, do not take it. Unfortunately, I came before you, again." Probably the elf of the ice would not appreciate a little humor to the room, but ... who knows, no harm to try.
[L egarerd]
Seeing Morgon stop, Legarerd slackened his pace to do so in its
time. Mentally, he cursed in three languages \u200b\u200bwhile the thumb was
exit from the sheath for a couple of fingers, the long curved sword blade from
.
"Good." said the bard with a half smile, "Now we are with his pants dropped
..." and with a nod, invited him to continue his
intent.
[M Orgon]
- Well ... and now that we stopped, that brilliant idea you had genius of a half-elf that you are nothing ... say something ... I do not feel these dogs ...-
Morgon thoughts crossed the mind ... and then the words came out of his mouth preceded by a nod in greeting. "We apologize to you for not being able to dwell in pleasantries, but we will be happy to do this later ... excuse the question but what is the relationship you are with the dogs barking and drooling? You like?" tried to look relaxed and not at all worried, but out of breath and shortness of breath of the race made it all a little ridiculous ...
Then he turned to throw a glance behind him, trying to figure out what was missing the arrival of the dogs ... Then he turned to
Legarerd and Woran ...
[F enryr]
Fenryr the fixed 'with the same mind that is dedicated to a fool, then shook his head, spit' on the ground and headed for the infantry, armor streaked face and blood of the enemy.
[M itrok]
The cleric is one 'liberating scream Fenyr.Poi jumping on a rock to gain some' in height he added aloud.
"Perhaps worst of this encounter demons. But our gods are with noi.Ci protect. And we will protect our lands and Our families cacciandolidal treading ground that insult! "said
approached 'to Arkandil, he laid his hand saying," Gea allow me to alleviate your wounds. "
(CF arkandil read on).
[D M ungeon aster]
Arkandil recovers 5
pf [A rkandil]
A Demon ... Demon ... his vision was blinded with rage before the hideous figure, no God had given them permission to trample on the soil of those lands, they would've given their place was in the depths of the abyss until the knights of the light would not have started a vast work of purification.
An unnatural energy begins to flow through his veins enveloping the muscles and making them more swollen, his eyes were surrounded by a white aura that made it difficult to see the pupil, being before him had to be destroyed, and then drawing his sword against the enemy launch, nothing could stop him, and fear that the demons use as a weapon ... slide on him as a trickle of water.
The race to the enemy was short but that time seemed endless, when suddenly the blade of his sword pierced his side in the Mujin, screaming that the warrior dropped his ax, the blow was devastating and the immense pain he bent the strongest warrior, but he managed to stand up without falling to one knee and bending itself in danger of becoming too easy to hit a target, despite ciò nulla poteva impedire la morte del demone e se lui stesso doveva morire lo avrebbe fatto ma solo dopo essersi accertato che il suo acerrimo opposto fosse stato distrutto.
L'odore del sangue del Muijna misto al suo, il clangore delle armi dei suoi compagni ma sopratutto una qualche arcana magia lo stavano spingendo verso un pericoloso limite.... quando improvvisamente il demone crollo al suolo... sapeva che non erano state le armi ad aprire la difesa dell'essere... una magia molto antica e pericolosa.
Lo scontro era terminato quando Fenryr si avvicino al Muijna e lo decapito sollevandone la testa ed urlando come un barbaro, in altri momenti e con altri avversari avrebbe abborrito quel modo di fare ma dato l'avversario ne era compiaciuto, di li a breve Xenon approached him and gave him a light pat on the shoulder to Arkandil replied with a half smile mixture of pleasure and pain to the wound, then sheathed his sword sat next to a tree and with his right hand clenched on the painful point.
A friendly face and ran Mitrok who was asking the intercession of Gaia was able to alleviate his suffering and then turning to the cleric "because my friend," he said in a tone flat.
[S harayah]
Sharayah continued to invoke the power of Gaia to turn undead as he had asked to do Mitrok, with the following in any corner of his eye as he could and also the clash of the men with the Mujin. He saw a shot Arkandil suffer considerable by the monster, then it fell on the ground, and a few moments later, he raised his Fenryr decapitated head with a cry.
If it was not a demon would probably have had to say about that way of demonstrating a victory, but in that particular case might have done really well to see all those soldiers who could do it even against similar opponents. The priestess Arkandil
ran up to lend assistance, but when they reached Mitrok had intervened. Sharayah smiled at the clerk, looking Arkandil then holding out her hands towards him. "The intervention of Mitrok was enough or can I help you?" he asked politely waiting for a response.
[NDG: If Sharayah CFL uses up Arkandil before continuing]
With one last smile to the two companions, the cleric is heading away from the rest of the group. "My compliments to the clash. Are you all right?"
[D ungeon M aster]
I know that my mail was not clear.
The Warrior is on the opposite side of the river compared to yours. The dogs and the guards are racing meeting, then you have absolutely no way to speak with him .. a quick start the fight.
If you approach is to join him in battle (you have the time) or you can simply wait, or take advantage of coverage that we sell to run to the secret passage.
Ok?
[M Orgon]
:) I did not understand anything :) Sorry
Retif the previous email with this: ...
Morgon lifted the bow and pulled the arrow from the quiver to plant in front of him ... I inconccò one, lifted the bow, and then turned his eyes smiling to Legarerd and said "I think that is one thing to do ... what do you think?" and then returned to focus on the arrival of the dogs and their owners.
[M ister X]
* * Due in Less
cleaned the sword with the rag
looked around and felt something there * are * other
motioned to his companion to go
position and quickly moved between the
trees until she saw them on the run at the feet of the stream on his right
and left the rest of the guards was coming ...
... would have done his part, was the right time. While the fugitives
slowed to catch his breath came out in the open
stands between them and the followers by giving them away, so there were those who covered him ... maybe ...
least was in the right posion. Li
heard behind him, had stopped and seemed to have taken up arms
* *
see how they behave is positioned in defensive position, ready before the scode if the hand on the hilt of his sword, seemed
would and could occupy the whole area was so large his size.
had its rules, the weapons were to kill, maybe, if they were not stupid, it would
be high enough to see a lot more of a man well-placed to give up but if they attacked
his reaction would be violent.
NDG - Short description (no details)
??
A brute of almost two and a half meters powerful and massive,
In full armor and Shield Great Black sees dark.
a sword in the scabbard and the face behind a huge helmet.
wearing a long black cloak, under which you can see the large handles two big guns.
[M hystero M iss Y]
"Yes sir!" he said holding out his general salute.
A moment later he was already vanished into the thicket.
Not far from the warrior, hidden by foliage, two eyes kept under control the situation: the dogs on the one hand and the three other men.
only figure out who had acted for the first ...
[L egarerd]
Legarerd closed his eyes for a brief moment. Something was
soleticando his instinct. Came from the woods.
saw a movement out of the corner of the eye. A slight shuffling grass
barely audible above the howling of dogs.
He opened his eyes suddenly and turned his head towards a particular direction.
not to the gunman on the other side of the river, but to someone else
, hidden in the shadows. A wry smile was painted
's lips.
"I would say to run." replicò a Morgon "L'armadio non è solo."
[ D u n g e o n M a s t e r ]
Ed infine il latrare dei cani e le urla delle guardie superstiti presero forma.
Dalla boscaglia emersero quattro uomini che correvano per cercare di capire chi o che cosa avesse oltrepassato la linea di sorveglianza.
Non sapevano ancora che i gruppetti erano due.
Il primo ad apparire dalla boscaglia fu un cane, subito bersagliato da una freccia partita da qualche albero, chissà dove. Ma l'animale riuscì istintivamente a scansarsi dalla traiettoria, cosicchè la freccia lo ferì solo superficialmente, finendo per conficcarsi in un tronco appena dietro.
Giusto pochi istanti dopo giunsero anche i quattro uomini.
What they saw was a huge dark warrior spring up in front of them. The dog and the men stopped their run of reflection. A new arrow hissed the air, hitting a guard in the hand.
In their lives they had learned to steal. They were not soldiers. They did not want to die.
And so it was that hunters were turned into fugitives.
resumed the bush, heading who knows where.
NDG
to you! The guards
survivors are now back to escape, coming back. Now the group
Woran, Morgon, Legarerd is not far from the two new PG (or PNG, PG or cursed ... who knows ... .. given the precedents ^_____^).
Both groups know of the presence of the other.
to you five!
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