He runs as fast as his small legs can carry him. He's got mixed feelings on whats to come. On one hand he really hope that he will be late for the fighting, so he wont have to risk his life. On the other hand, he knows that this may change their standing with the village to the better, so he really want to impress the guardian.
Fang, your fists dig into the zombie, covering you and the surrounding sand, with red. “Nice hit” says the guardian as he moves in.
The Half-Orc swings his longsword twice at a zombie slicing off its arm and head, but the zombie is still moving.
Fang, the zombies are slowly making their way towards you, and two of them attack. You can no longer see the Guardian, but you guess that he is being attacked as well.
Attack: 15 Damage: 6
Attack: 20 Damage: 4
Both archers shoot an arrow into the mess of zombies.
Baxthon, as you are running, you can now see the fight. You count 20 zombies in the fray, and their might be more in the boat.
Fang, hurt from the last attack, cringes, but keeps attacking, less for the sake of fighting the enemies, but more to chase that strange sensation he feels buried within him.
Your second strike punches through the zombie's chest, but the zombie does not fall. Suddenly, you see a sword slash through a nearby zombie and, bursting through the wall of undead, is the Guardian. ''Take my hand!'' He says as he grabs your hand and a calming warmth spreads through your body, healing you. ''You don't have to keep fighting, I got this.''
Fang gives a sad look, "But aren't these things bad! Won't they hurt people if we don't do something! Besides..." He doesn't know why, but something stops him from mentioning the warm feeling that's been growing from within him since he started fighting.
“Even if we have to run, and the zombies crawl their way to Jedburg, I will send them away, even if it kills me. I am the Guardian of Jedburg and all of its people.” He goes to slash at a zombie, then turns back to you. “I am sorry, but I cannot have you hurt because of me.”And he places himself right in front of you, and grabs his shield from his back.
You watch as he gets hit by zombie after zombie.
The archers send more arrows into the croud.
Baxthon, you see Fang and the Guardian completely surrounded by guards. Its your turn.
Baxthon watched as zombies are sorrounding the guardian. " Terror gets to him, if the guardian dies, the village will be destroyed. He cries out to him! "You have to stay alive!" A surge of burning energy runs trough his body, up to his mouth. He can feel the importance of those words. Healing word: 5
He then tries to hit the nearest zombie with his shortsword: 3 for 8 damage
"Back!" Yells the guardian as he raises his shield into the air, causing a burst of bright light, not affecting you, but making the zombies hesitate, and making some of them turn around and go back to the bost. "I can use my divine powers to hold them at bay, but if you stay here and fight, I cannot guarantee your survival."
Baxthon is really confused of what just happened. Did he just use magic, or was it just the adrenaline flowing through his body? And look at how easy that zombie was killed, by his weak hands. As the Guardian yells him to back away he doesnt hesitate. Running up next to Fang. Looking absolutely amazed. His mind is spinning out of control.
In front of both of you, the Guardian stands in front of the zombies, holding his shield up in the air. The zombies are being pushed back into the boat. Radiant light seems to be flowing out of the Guardian's shield into the zombies.
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Baxthon looks at the mess of the fighting. Butchered people all arround the beach. He walks to the nearest DEAD dead person. Trying to understand whats going on. He takes some time doing this, at least until the guardian wants to leave or do something else. He tries to think hard at the good versus evil, frustrated that his memory is failing him, he looks for some kind of indication as to why this person would not stay dead. He continues this pattern for a few zombies, and every now and then, he looks up at the Guardian, trying to connect the missing dots in his mind.
The excitement of the fight over, the stench of rotting corpses hits you like a wave and the smell only gets worse as you approach the body. You can tell that it used to be a Half-Elf woman, but now, the corpse it rotting at an incredible rate, such that, while the body looked fresh when you saw it first, next to the boat, it is now green, and slimy. While watching it rot, a single fly passes by your head and lands on the body, where it sits for a few seconds, before rolling off onto the sand, dead.
Even an hour later, the guardian is still standing next to the boat, where all of the zombies are now standing grouped up together holding his shield in their direction.
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As the flies dies from contact with the zombie Baxthon becomes extremely careful not to touch anything. He walks up to Fang. "So.. it seems like these things are extremely lethal by the touch. Mind if i take a look at your hands for a sec?" Medicine 7 Baxthon takes a look at the zombies and his companion. Are there any similarities? He really want to know why he is not a zombie. Investigation 3
After this inspection he will walk to the Guardian, hoping he can provide aditional information.
Looking at fangs hands, there does not seem to be any damage. You assume that, because of the rapid rate that the zombies are rotting, when Fang hit the zombies, about half an hour ago, it was not yet lethal.
"I don't know how this happened, how about you go see the guards, they can arrange for a free meal and nights stay at a tavern." The process of keeping the zombies at bay seems to be very taxing on his body.
(trying the damage rolls again)
8
7
Baxthon roll for Initiative: 12
He runs as fast as his small legs can carry him. He's got mixed feelings on whats to come. On one hand he really hope that he will be late for the fighting, so he wont have to risk his life. On the other hand, he knows that this may change their standing with the village to the better, so he really want to impress the guardian.
Fang, your fists dig into the zombie, covering you and the surrounding sand, with red. “Nice hit” says the guardian as he moves in.
The Half-Orc swings his longsword twice at a zombie slicing off its arm and head, but the zombie is still moving.
Fang, the zombies are slowly making their way towards you, and two of them attack. You can no longer see the Guardian, but you guess that he is being attacked as well.
Attack: 15 Damage: 6
Attack: 20 Damage: 4
Both archers shoot an arrow into the mess of zombies.
Baxthon, as you are running, you can now see the fight. You count 20 zombies in the fray, and their might be more in the boat.
Fang, your up!
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Fang, hurt from the last attack, cringes, but keeps attacking, less for the sake of fighting the enemies, but more to chase that strange sensation he feels buried within him.
Attack: 8 Damage: 9
Attack: 25 Damage: 8
Your second strike punches through the zombie's chest, but the zombie does not fall. Suddenly, you see a sword slash through a nearby zombie and, bursting through the wall of undead, is the Guardian. ''Take my hand!'' He says as he grabs your hand and a calming warmth spreads through your body, healing you. ''You don't have to keep fighting, I got this.''
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Fang gives a sad look, "But aren't these things bad! Won't they hurt people if we don't do something! Besides..." He doesn't know why, but something stops him from mentioning the warm feeling that's been growing from within him since he started fighting.
“Even if we have to run, and the zombies crawl their way to Jedburg, I will send them away, even if it kills me. I am the Guardian of Jedburg and all of its people.” He goes to slash at a zombie, then turns back to you. “I am sorry, but I cannot have you hurt because of me.”And he places himself right in front of you, and grabs his shield from his back.
You watch as he gets hit by zombie after zombie.
The archers send more arrows into the croud.
Baxthon, you see Fang and the Guardian completely surrounded by guards. Its your turn.
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Baxthon watched as zombies are sorrounding the guardian. "
Terror gets to him, if the guardian dies, the village will be destroyed. He cries out to him! "You have to stay alive!" A surge of burning energy runs trough his body, up to his mouth. He can feel the importance of those words.
Healing word: 5
He then tries to hit the nearest zombie with his shortsword: 3 for 8 damage
You notice a nearby zombie that seems to already have been damaged by the guardian, then shove your sword right through it. Killing it.
Fang, you're up.
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Fang gets behind the Guardian, covering his back, striking out at the nearest zombie as he does.
Attack: 15 Damage: 9
Attack: 22 Damage: 6
"Back!" Yells the guardian as he raises his shield into the air, causing a burst of bright light, not affecting you, but making the zombies hesitate, and making some of them turn around and go back to the bost. "I can use my divine powers to hold them at bay, but if you stay here and fight, I cannot guarantee your survival."
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Fang looks at the Guardian and clenches his teeth, but uses his movement to back away from the zombies.
Baxthon, do you keep fighting, or follow fang.
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Baxthon is really confused of what just happened. Did he just use magic, or was it just the adrenaline flowing through his body?
And look at how easy that zombie was killed, by his weak hands.
As the Guardian yells him to back away he doesnt hesitate. Running up next to Fang. Looking absolutely amazed. His mind is spinning out of control.
In front of both of you, the Guardian stands in front of the zombies, holding his shield up in the air. The zombies are being pushed back into the boat. Radiant light seems to be flowing out of the Guardian's shield into the zombies.
Innsol and Ogresh what are you guys doing?
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Anyone?
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Baxthon looks at the mess of the fighting. Butchered people all arround the beach. He walks to the nearest DEAD dead person. Trying to understand whats going on. He takes some time doing this, at least until the guardian wants to leave or do something else.
He tries to think hard at the good versus evil, frustrated that his memory is failing him, he looks for some kind of indication as to why this person would not stay dead. He continues this pattern for a few zombies, and every now and then, he looks up at the Guardian, trying to connect the missing dots in his mind.
ReligionHistoryArcanaInvestigation 3
Medicine 8
The excitement of the fight over, the stench of rotting corpses hits you like a wave and the smell only gets worse as you approach the body. You can tell that it used to be a Half-Elf woman, but now, the corpse it rotting at an incredible rate, such that, while the body looked fresh when you saw it first, next to the boat, it is now green, and slimy. While watching it rot, a single fly passes by your head and lands on the body, where it sits for a few seconds, before rolling off onto the sand, dead.
Even an hour later, the guardian is still standing next to the boat, where all of the zombies are now standing grouped up together holding his shield in their direction.
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As the flies dies from contact with the zombie Baxthon becomes extremely careful not to touch anything. He walks up to Fang.
"So.. it seems like these things are extremely lethal by the touch. Mind if i take a look at your hands for a sec?"
Medicine 7
Baxthon takes a look at the zombies and his companion. Are there any similarities? He really want to know why he is not a zombie.
Investigation 3
After this inspection he will walk to the Guardian, hoping he can provide aditional information.
Looking at fangs hands, there does not seem to be any damage. You assume that, because of the rapid rate that the zombies are rotting, when Fang hit the zombies, about half an hour ago, it was not yet lethal.
"I don't know how this happened, how about you go see the guards, they can arrange for a free meal and nights stay at a tavern." The process of keeping the zombies at bay seems to be very taxing on his body.
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DM - Ultimate Adventure