D&D Act Two Scene II - Well met in Clayton

Fourier

Mollyb60 wrote: »

'You'll have no use for a thief with a gimpy leg on your way sir, I'll stay here and heal up."

"This way master thief" gestures an apothecary.

Fourier

The apothecary tosses the drink down Kim's throat.

A crackle of lightning passes over her eyes.

"Just in time, thank Vergadain."

She slowly levitates back up.

"Hey Hobbit, thanks. I can sense BandyLegs, he's up in that building."

She floats onward.

Banjo

Ooc : Othy's pilot is drinking and wishes you godspeed....

Tigger

Fourier wrote: »

The apothecary tosses the drink down Kim's throat.

A crackle of lightning passes over her eyes.

"Just in time, thank Vergadain."

She slowly levitates back up.

"Hey Hobbit, thanks. I can sense BandyLegs, he's up in that building."

She floats onward.

I saved you and you saved me, go team

Fourier

Kim and Goodie enter the palace and are brought up to the central chamber.

Necro

Bandylegs spies Goodie.

'Fancy a trip to kill The Judge laddie? Get this man yer finest bow, magick if possible.'

OOC: Spells loaded:

Level 1: Cure Light Wounds x2, Remove Fear, Detect Magic
Level 2: Bless, Hold Person, Silence
Level 3: Continual Light, Dispel Magic
Level 4: Protection From Evil 10', Cure Serious Wounds

Tigger

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs spies Goodie.

'Fancy a trip to kill The Judge laddie? Get this man yer finest bow, magick if possible.'

OOC: Spells loaded:

Level 1: Cure Light Wounds x2, Remove Fear, Detect Magic
Level 2: Bless, Hold Person, Silence
Level 3: Continual Light, Dispel Magic
Level 4: Protection From Evil 10', Cure Serious Wounds

I’m up for whatever
I also need a healing tho some decent arrows a quick meal a couple of cure potions and to have this money stick in the bank

Fourier

Tigger wrote: »

I’m up for whatever
I also need a healing tho some decent arrows a quick meal a couple of cure potions and to have this money stick in the bank

The apothecaries bring Goodie some healing broths. He is given an old elven bow and ZharrKazad "nuke 'em" arrows.

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

The apothecaries bring Goodie some healing broths. He is given an old elven bow and ZharrKazad "nuke 'em" arrows.

Bandylegs watches whilst Goodie heals himself.

'Are we ready laddies. Hold tight now.'

Bandylegs speaks into the helmet whilst grasping Goodie and Ekbard by the hand.

'Take us to Soetrard. To The Judge'.

Tigger

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs watches whilst Goodie heals himself.

'Are we ready laddies. Hold tight now.'

Bandylegs speaks into the helmet whilst grasping Goodie and Ekbard by the hand.

'Take us to Soetrard. To The Judge'.

Oh I didn’t realise we were going there ah well death or glory .

Fourier

The three vanish from the chambers.

"Vergadain help us" the council say while they bow their heads.

"Vergadain help us all"

Banjo

"yeah....about that...." Othegre begins, as her body schlupps back to it's original shape. "What, these?" She gestures to her descending fangs. "Pay them no mind, mlords! I'm completely tame and frankly I'm none too keen on the taste of dwarf. But let's face it - the vergabergadumdumdum left me in charge and... I'm quite particular about how I keep order. Do you have any prisoners who've committed terrible crimes? I need to... See about their rehabilitation."

Fourier

The three appear in the central tower of the Clerics of Soet.

The Judge sits atop a throne, flanked by the remaining seven Clerics and surrounded by an army of fifty undead clad in ancient armour.



"The second seal is already..."

He turns.

He grinds his teeth so hard his own blood drips from his helm.

"Dwarf, what a pleasure" the words are measured and controlled. "I assume the next words from your mouth are to be 'Here is the Nerosian to behead yourself my master' or you are truly the stupidest kunt to ever grace this world"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfWNxsegbiM

Tigger

We couldn’t stealth in Bandy ?

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

He grinds his teeth so hard his own blood drips from his helm.

"Dwarf, what a pleasure" the words are measured and controlled. "I assume the next words from your mouth are to be 'Here is the Nerosian to behead yourself my master' or you are truly the stupidest kunt to ever grace this world"

Bandylegs lets go of Goodie and Ekbard and paces the floor.

'Nay. I told ye I would be back to judge ye. I have come to finally make ye pay fer your many crimes. Some I have put right, as ye well know. Yer lookin' smaller.

I do not fear ye. I do not fear death. Your time is over, Judge. Bandylegs, Head Cleric of Vergadain - decrees it so!'

sKeith

Ekbard say, "I am Ekbard, the devil rider, slayer of butchers, wanna give me a jockey back ride?"

Fourier

The judge raises his hand and a scroll floats in front of his face and he begins to read.

"So it is the latter then. Servants destroy them."

The army of fifty rush the group.

OOC: Init!

sKeith

Ekbard drinks the potion of control undead . "attack the judge"

Fourier

BandyLegs summons a shield that clings tight to him, Ekbard and Goodie.

The army advances, but Ekbard imbibes a potion and fourteen turn to run in the other direction, screaming past their fellows. In the confusion the army is slowed.

Ekbard spins his blades in his hands and a cartwheel of death moves through the army. Eight fall as pure viscera to the ground.

Goodie loads the elven bow and fires two arrows in rapid succession into the army. The two blasts shatter the windows of the tower sending the body parts into the streets below.

In tearing past each other the advancing wave controlled by Ekbard rip apart another two.

When the smoke from Goodie's blast disperses, only ten undead remain and one Cleric is sloughing the same fluid Askit did.

Fourier

Ekbard targets the undead through the smoke now filling the tower.

Sword into skull, retract, left hand into breast plate, feint, cut sinews, dodge, right to spinal column,...

It is hard not to be moved by the skill. He continues to strike true. All the undead lie broken.

BandyLegs throws up his arms.

The Judge grasps his helm as tremendous light bursts from his eyes.

One of Goodie's arrows lands straight into the Judge. Another veers and hits one of the Clerics.

Ekbard though is primed. Adrenalin pumping through his system, he keeps going and swings into the Clerics too fast for them to react, one is beheaded, another reduced to just a quarter of his protoplasm.

When the smoke clears, another four have had their cloaks burned off and are dripping slime.

The judge is still holding his helm.

"Kill them you idiots!"

Banjo

"cheers buds!" Cries Othegre, having had her fill. Pickpocket or paedophile, everyone tastes the same come the dinner bell. "So. How is your town for street lights and bridges? I love a good municiple project."

Fourier

Ekbard dances about the Clerics, cutting into their flesh.

One floats in front of him and reaches out his hands, a blue energy grips Ekbard. However his will is too great. He moves slowly at first, but soon his muscles come back under his control and he splits the Cleric in half. The Nerosian doesn't pause though, he just looks for the next victims.

Two of the Clerics fly to the roof and begin to draw a golden energy from BandyLegs into their hoods. A fourth extends his hand and the same blue energy freezes Goodie in place. With this opening the fifth Cleric, the highest ranking one in an ornate golden-turquoise robe fires a green beam at Goodie....

...the Halfling feels his soul leave him, but between gritted teeth he holds onto this life. The Cleric pushes harder. His biological processes begin to stop, but on the verge of death he stares the Cleric in the eye, the Cleric flinches for a moment, "too much strength" he thinks, his magic exhausted the beam peters out.

Ekbard and the undead army continue to cut through the Clerics, the undead feast upon the goo of one while Ekbard reduces the rest to blobs trying to slither their way off the tower walls. Just as they reach the windows, BandyLegs brings his fists together, bringing down the shield, but freeing Goodie as all magic in the room halts. Goodie takes aim at the window and blows out the wall.

The order of the Clerics of Soet is no more.

sKeith

Ekbard say, "so judge, wanna gimme the piggy back ride then?"

Fourier

The judge straightens himself up. He has gauged out his own eyes in pain.

"To be a judge is to be impartial, no emotion, but.....I....hate...I hate you DWARF!!!!"

His voice shakes the room.

"YOU DARE STAND IN JUDGEMENT OVER ME, BEHOLD YOUR OWN FAILINGS!"

He raises his arms and a purple energy drips off them. Four portals open up.

"FACE THE MISTAKES OF YOUR PAST"

With pure white eyes and expressionless faces out step Xanthea, Betty, Elin and Saeros.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MIctryicTMc

Necro

Bandylegs steps forward.

'Come down from yer hidey hole, Judge. Nothing can save ye now. Your hour of death be upon ye!'

Banjo

Othy McGreddles arranges flowers beneath the final streetlight.
"At last the orphans will have a place to play stick ball at night! That was thirsty work. Has anyone stolen a large sum of money or maybe punched a camel? Excellent! Bailiff Dwayne! "
She throws a rock at the prisoner's head. "Fetch him for me!"

Fourier

"You led me up that mountain" screams Elin as she fires an arrow at BandyLegs. It goes completely wide. She begins to reload but Ekbard's zombies send her to an ironic second death as they tear her limb from limb.

Ekbard races up to Xanthea, raises his sword high...

"Duncan" she smiles

...and decapitates her.

Saeros does not appear to do anything.

"No regrets or hate in this one?" says the Judge. "Then I shall force the matter." He raises a hand and Saeros's hands arc lightening toward Ekbard electrocuting him. It burns his arms, but he runs across the room to Betty.

BandyLegs approaches Saeros and says...

Necro

'Sorry laddie... I have ter send ye back. This will give ye a splitting headache...'

Fourier

Saeros smiles. The axe brings no pain, he's already at peace.

BandyLegs stands over his split skull and looks across the room to Ekbard.

Betty sees him, "Love? I..." She then spies Ekbard. "You....you left us to die!!!" She swings at him with the warhammer catching him in the stomach. It winds him only briefly. He spins round with his blade.

BandyLegs calls from across the room...

Necro

'Farewell Betty. I barely knew ye, but ye lit up me life. I'm sorry.'