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Misha wheeled around and caught the signal from Jill just in time. The paladin smiled, nodded, and acted. Not only was she also pretty, Jill had a strength about her that was surprising, almost hidden - not obvious like Misha's.
Translated from Acheronian:Bane, my Lord General. My companion in arms has given me an opening. I'm going to take it. If your Will commands it, may you guide my hammer and allow me to strike true. This team you've sent me to work with is counting on me, and while I have plenty of stories to back up of how I became strong and a good warrior in your Name, i'm starting to embarrass myself here in front of them.
She raised her hammer up above her head and brought it down upon the Wererat Leader. With a brilliant flash of red holy light, she activated divine smite.
Warhammer Attack: 11 Damage: 6 Divine Smite: 15
Bless you, Bane. I am forever your servant. Praise be to you, honor and glory you have bestowed upon me.
Natasha readies herself to take a shot at the remaining thug, but gets completely and utterly distracted at Misha's blazing hit. The elf notices the way the paladin's muscles flexed as she brought down her hammer atop the wererats head and the way she smiled while doing it caused a shiver of excitement to run up her spine as words that were suppose to be locked in the back of her throat were released with no resistance.
"DAMN, MISHA, CAN YOU SMASH ***** LIKE THAT?!"
((behind a spoiler just in case lol))
Natasha then shoots the arrow, not caring whether it misses or not.
Attack: 17 Damage: 4
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Between seeing Misha send the were-rat blasting off again and hearing Natasha's...impassioned declaration of admiration, Jill is positively ecstatic. The young woman laughs harder than she has in a long time. It's not a mocking laugh, it's actually the sort of laugh a young child might give when they see fireworks for the first time. We really did it, Misha! Enjoy.
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((Just trying to keep track of damage, we've caused 14 damage against one thug , the other is unhurt, 27 damage against the wererat, and 5 damage to the archer?))
Getting increasingly angry at the thug who's taking hits and not going down, and being hit in return by the thug, Grum continues his assault with 2 vicious attacks against the injured thug.
As Misha impaled the Wererat Leader, she quickly glanced to Jill with a huge smile on her face, bringing her warhammer up to ready position again.
And she laughed.
She laughed loudly for so many reasons. She laughed because Jill's tactic was great and Misha got a mighty blow that probably crushed the Wererat like an insect, as promised. She laughed because she had never seen Jill so happy, but most of all, she laughed because Natasha's sexy comment was the last thing on her mind for something she would yell out like that, and she promised that when this battle was over, she would repay her for such a lovely thing to say. Best of all, she would prove it.
She laughed so much her amazingly chiseled abs burned from the contractions, and tears rolled down her eyes.
(Sorry for the delay, everyone. I've been sick for the past week.)
Misha shatters the wererat's skull and it falls to it's knees, the left side of it's head a gory mess. By all rights the lycanthrope should be dead, but it continues to fight through the red fog of agony. It hacks blindly at Misha with it's shortsword from the ground.
Attack: 5 Damage: 7 Attack: 20 Damage: 3
The thug dueling Grum is now bleeding from multiple wounds, but he stubbornly refuses to admit defeat. Raising his mace above his head, he attempts to land two devastating blows.
Attack: 9 Damage: 5 Attack: 16 Damage: 6
The second thug continues to keep Natasha occupied evading his iron projectiles. Attack: 15 Damage: 5
On the rooftops, Kelric dives for the archer in a last effort to prevent her escape. Acrobatics: 13
She slips free of his grip and disappears into the darkness.
Misha dropped her guard in the moment of laughing to feel a sharp blade pierce her stomach in an unprotected area. It wasn't deep, but it left a decent gash and it hurt enough to startle her out of her laughing fit - she put her hand on the wound in reflex, and used her hammer to push aside the second attack with ease.
"AHK!" she barked in surprise at the hit, "BAD human with face of rat! Now you die like insect - as promised." and brought her metal boot down on the Wererat's arm, pinning him slightly. "Jeel, I return favor. Squash." She says, making a gesture to the creature, allowing Jill an opening to kill it.
(Misha will HELP Jill with her attack. Finish it off.)
"Ach, Comrade," Misha says as she admires her pale sidekick's handiwork. "A good hit." She looks down at the wererat. "Try to not let that..ruin..your day, ah!"
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Natasha had wiped a tear of joy that had ran down her cheek after laughing for, what seemed to be, forever. The smile that was ever so prominent on her face didn't fall, even after almost getting hit with the thugs projectiles. "Nice job you two!"She yells at the girls and with no hesitation, she returns his shots with one of her own.
Attack: 23 Damage: 5
Even with a miss, she still keeps herself smiling.
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
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Cursing to himself about letting the archer get away Kelric will move 30 feet towards the others and pull out his shortbow shooting at the wererat fighting misha
The wererat stops struggling and welcomes Jill's blade. It's body slumps forwardas the creature pours it's lifeblood onto the cobblestone street.
Kelric's arrow thuds into the thug's arm, causing him to stagger backwards and subsequently avoid Grum and Natasha's weapons. When he sees his boss lying dead at the feet of Jill and Misha, he yells in fear and begins to stumble down the street, followed by his companion. The man who originally led you into the trap is nowhere to be seen.
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When the fight seemed to be over, the adrenaline coursing through Natasha's veins were still full throttle, the elf taking complete and total advantage of that fact. She wastes no more time in running at Misha and hopping straight at the paladin to connect their lips in, what the others would see, as a very passionate kiss. Whether the red head would react or not didn't seem to matter to the ranger, keeping Misha distracted with her lips all the while her free hand brushed over the open gash on her lower stomach to cast Cure Wounds and heal her for 8 health.
They would stay they a few seconds longer before Natasha finally pulls herself away with a satisfactory 'mwah'. "Hope that makes you feel better!" She smiles. "We should go follow those guys, yeah?"
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Kelric puts away his shortbow looking towards where the man ran "Well I'm no tracker myself, if someone thinks they could follow them that would be a good idea."
"HA!" Misha barked happily, as Jill's blow ended the Wererat Leader's life. She looks down at it's corpse. "Why you no listen, ratface, told you we.." She pauses a moment, trying to remember the correction Jill told Misha about taking ass and kicking names. She remembered. "Ah! Kick a- OOOF!!" Tasha leaped onto Misha, and reflexively caught her, standing. She looked at her happily, wondering what Tasha was doing, but it was obvious a second later. Her lips were warm, and soft, Tasha literally smelled like a perfect sunrise. She kissed her back, and didn't even notice the sword cuts on her arm and stomach immediately close up and heal, like they were never there.
"Hope that makes you feel better!" Tasha smiled. Misha nodded weakly, still feeling the kiss even though they had pulled apart. "We should go follow those guys, yeah?"
Misha, still lost in the moment, took Tasha by the front of her belt, and pulled in again, looked deeply into her eyes, and said, "You kiss good, sunflower. I like. You know what they say about woman with hair of red, ya? Rusty roof equals wet basement."
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Natasha was just about to reply back to Kleric and get to the tracking, but Misha had pulled her in again by the belt, blinking in surprise at the sudden action and in slight confusion of the saying. And then it sunk in.
"Oh! Oh my, hmm... I suppose we'll have to take care of that later..." Natasha clears her throat right after she was released from Misha's grasp, the red on her cheeks and ears worsening. "The, uh, the tracks then!"
Survival: 15
"Haha, wow, I think I put everything into that kiss!" She starts laughing. "I can't see shit!"
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
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Misha wheeled around and caught the signal from Jill just in time. The paladin smiled, nodded, and acted. Not only was she also pretty, Jill had a strength about her that was surprising, almost hidden - not obvious like Misha's.
Translated from Acheronian: Bane, my Lord General. My companion in arms has given me an opening. I'm going to take it. If your Will commands it, may you guide my hammer and allow me to strike true. This team you've sent me to work with is counting on me, and while I have plenty of stories to back up of how I became strong and a good warrior in your Name, i'm starting to embarrass myself here in front of them.
She raised her hammer up above her head and brought it down upon the Wererat Leader. With a brilliant flash of red holy light, she activated divine smite.
Warhammer Attack: 11 Damage: 6
Divine Smite: 15
Bless you, Bane. I am forever your servant. Praise be to you, honor and glory you have bestowed upon me.
Natasha readies herself to take a shot at the remaining thug, but gets completely and utterly distracted at Misha's blazing hit. The elf notices the way the paladin's muscles flexed as she brought down her hammer atop the wererats head and the way she smiled while doing it caused a shiver of excitement to run up her spine as words that were suppose to be locked in the back of her throat were released with no resistance.
"DAMN, MISHA, CAN YOU SMASH ***** LIKE THAT?!"
((behind a spoiler just in case lol))
Natasha then shoots the arrow, not caring whether it misses or not.
Attack: 17 Damage: 4
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Between seeing Misha send the were-rat blasting off again and hearing Natasha's...impassioned declaration of admiration, Jill is positively ecstatic. The young woman laughs harder than she has in a long time. It's not a mocking laugh, it's actually the sort of laugh a young child might give when they see fireworks for the first time. We really did it, Misha! Enjoy.
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((Just trying to keep track of damage, we've caused 14 damage against one thug , the other is unhurt, 27 damage against the wererat, and 5 damage to the archer?))
Getting increasingly angry at the thug who's taking hits and not going down, and being hit in return by the thug, Grum continues his assault with 2 vicious attacks against the injured thug.
Attack: 16 Damage: 8
Bonus Attack: 7 Damage: 5
((Ugh.))
Mordekai | Tiefling Warlock/Bard (Lv.12) | Pizazz's Beyond
RavenloftAnnihilationAs Misha impaled the Wererat Leader, she quickly glanced to Jill with a huge smile on her face, bringing her warhammer up to ready position again.
And she laughed.
She laughed loudly for so many reasons. She laughed because Jill's tactic was great and Misha got a mighty blow that probably crushed the Wererat like an insect, as promised. She laughed because she had never seen Jill so happy, but most of all, she laughed because Natasha's sexy comment was the last thing on her mind for something she would yell out like that, and she promised that when this battle was over, she would repay her for such a lovely thing to say. Best of all, she would prove it.
She laughed so much her amazingly chiseled abs burned from the contractions, and tears rolled down her eyes.
Kelric tries to grab the archer before they can continue their escape
Athletics: 10
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(I believe you're correct. If only Jill's first attack would have connected. So much damage.)
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(Sorry for the delay, everyone. I've been sick for the past week.)
Misha shatters the wererat's skull and it falls to it's knees, the left side of it's head a gory mess. By all rights the lycanthrope should be dead, but it continues to fight through the red fog of agony. It hacks blindly at Misha with it's shortsword from the ground.
Attack: 5 Damage: 7 Attack: 20 Damage: 3
The thug dueling Grum is now bleeding from multiple wounds, but he stubbornly refuses to admit defeat. Raising his mace above his head, he attempts to land two devastating blows.
Attack: 9 Damage: 5 Attack: 16 Damage: 6
The second thug continues to keep Natasha occupied evading his iron projectiles. Attack: 15 Damage: 5
On the rooftops, Kelric dives for the archer in a last effort to prevent her escape. Acrobatics: 13
She slips free of his grip and disappears into the darkness.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Misha dropped her guard in the moment of laughing to feel a sharp blade pierce her stomach in an unprotected area. It wasn't deep, but it left a decent gash and it hurt enough to startle her out of her laughing fit - she put her hand on the wound in reflex, and used her hammer to push aside the second attack with ease.
"AHK!" she barked in surprise at the hit, "BAD human with face of rat! Now you die like insect - as promised." and brought her metal boot down on the Wererat's arm, pinning him slightly. "Jeel, I return favor. Squash." She says, making a gesture to the creature, allowing Jill an opening to kill it.
(Misha will HELP Jill with her attack. Finish it off.)
"Merci,bestie" And Jill will bring Ruin down on the wererat, hoping to put it out of her misery.
Attack: 24 Damage: 11
Ruin:4
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"Ach, Comrade," Misha says as she admires her pale sidekick's handiwork. "A good hit." She looks down at the wererat. "Try to not let that..ruin..your day, ah!"
Natasha had wiped a tear of joy that had ran down her cheek after laughing for, what seemed to be, forever. The smile that was ever so prominent on her face didn't fall, even after almost getting hit with the thugs projectiles. "Nice job you two!" She yells at the girls and with no hesitation, she returns his shots with one of her own.
Attack: 23 Damage: 5
Even with a miss, she still keeps herself smiling.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Jill might normally cringe at such a bad pun, but with the way she feels right now, she just smiles and gives Misha a fist bump.
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Cursing to himself about letting the archer get away Kelric will move 30 feet towards the others and pull out his shortbow shooting at the wererat fighting misha
Shortbow: To Hit 24 Damage 8 Sneak Attack 2
Assuming Grum has a turn somewhere in there, he's going to repeat his assault on the thug with his shortswords.
Attack: 20 Damage: 4
Bonus Attack: 9 Damage: 5
Mordekai | Tiefling Warlock/Bard (Lv.12) | Pizazz's Beyond
RavenloftAnnihilationThe wererat stops struggling and welcomes Jill's blade. It's body slumps forwardas the creature pours it's lifeblood onto the cobblestone street.
Kelric's arrow thuds into the thug's arm, causing him to stagger backwards and subsequently avoid Grum and Natasha's weapons. When he sees his boss lying dead at the feet of Jill and Misha, he yells in fear and begins to stumble down the street, followed by his companion. The man who originally led you into the trap is nowhere to be seen.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
When the fight seemed to be over, the adrenaline coursing through Natasha's veins were still full throttle, the elf taking complete and total advantage of that fact. She wastes no more time in running at Misha and hopping straight at the paladin to connect their lips in, what the others would see, as a very passionate kiss. Whether the red head would react or not didn't seem to matter to the ranger, keeping Misha distracted with her lips all the while her free hand brushed over the open gash on her lower stomach to cast Cure Wounds and heal her for 8 health.
They would stay they a few seconds longer before Natasha finally pulls herself away with a satisfactory 'mwah'. "Hope that makes you feel better!" She smiles. "We should go follow those guys, yeah?"
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Kelric puts away his shortbow looking towards where the man ran "Well I'm no tracker myself, if someone thinks they could follow them that would be a good idea."
"HA!" Misha barked happily, as Jill's blow ended the Wererat Leader's life. She looks down at it's corpse. "Why you no listen, ratface, told you we.." She pauses a moment, trying to remember the correction Jill told Misha about taking ass and kicking names. She remembered. "Ah! Kick a- OOOF!!" Tasha leaped onto Misha, and reflexively caught her, standing. She looked at her happily, wondering what Tasha was doing, but it was obvious a second later. Her lips were warm, and soft, Tasha literally smelled like a perfect sunrise. She kissed her back, and didn't even notice the sword cuts on her arm and stomach immediately close up and heal, like they were never there.
"Hope that makes you feel better!" Tasha smiled.
Misha nodded weakly, still feeling the kiss even though they had pulled apart.
"We should go follow those guys, yeah?"
Misha, still lost in the moment, took Tasha by the front of her belt, and pulled in again, looked deeply into her eyes, and said, "You kiss good, sunflower. I like. You know what they say about woman with hair of red, ya? Rusty roof equals wet basement."
She let her go, winked.
Natasha was just about to reply back to Kleric and get to the tracking, but Misha had pulled her in again by the belt, blinking in surprise at the sudden action and in slight confusion of the saying. And then it sunk in.
"Oh! Oh my, hmm... I suppose we'll have to take care of that later..." Natasha clears her throat right after she was released from Misha's grasp, the red on her cheeks and ears worsening. "The, uh, the tracks then!"
Survival: 15
"Haha, wow, I think I put everything into that kiss!" She starts laughing. "I can't see shit!"
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\