RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
08-04-2014, 05:45 PM
(07-27-2014, 08:46 PM)ICantGiveCredit Wrote: »generic punch
Still reeling from your last attack, the captain raises his shield defensively as you follow up with a stab. Your blade scores the edge of his shield, sending your attack off course but still jabbing into his arm for 193 damage (roll 5+6).
He retaliates with a swift strike from his falchion, dealing 169 damage.
(07-28-2014, 12:44 AM)BlazerC Wrote: »The attack on Mayor is enough to make him stagger as he falls to one knee, shocked as he pauses to look at the hole in his torso. Once he gets a good look at the wound, he begins to panic, the lingering darkness around the puncture is more than enough for Mayor to realize it wasn't a guard that struck him.
From his position, He grabs the downed guard by the neck and pulls him to the floor, then, Mayor crushes the Royal Guard's right hand with a punch. He can only imagine the pain he is in as Mayor follows up and brings his fist down on his left hand, this would definitely stop him from fighting and getting himself killed, hopefully this fight won't last long enough for him to bleed out.
If the guard wasnt unconscious before, he definitely is after Mayor has crushed his hands. He gives a groan, falling still. (roll 8+5)
Meanwhile, Bohw sets her eyes on Taran, who is still laboring to complete his holy incantation. With a furious cry, Bohw sets off, dashing up to him as she grabs him by the throat, before sending Taran crashing to the ground with a brutal piledriver. Looming above him, Bohw nocks another black arrow, shooting Taran point blank in the chest with the unholy bolt, dealing 772 damage (roll 6+9+6, crit) and interrupting his spellcasting.
(07-28-2014, 08:58 PM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah manages to recover from the shockwave, sliding to a stop and shaking herself out. Grimacing, she glances to the side and spots the dismembered guard, her knife sticking out of his shoulder. She stoops down, wrenching it out, and twirls her blade around her fingers. When she spots Bohw, however, Savannah makes the decision to attempt to distance herself from her.
She sprints forward, back at the archmage, and tosses her knife at his head. Hoping she planned this right, Savannah drops into a slide at the same pace her knife moves, giving the archmage a choice to block the knife and let her slide under and stab at him from down there, or stop her and take a knife to the face.
The archmage seems preoccupied casting a spell at Torhald. Thats your chance. You throw your dagger with impunity even as you fall into your slide, the dagger striking the man full in the face even as you slide past him, your spear taking him in the stomach, dropping him to the ground beside you and dealing 656 damage. (roll 19+6, crit)
Nearby, Torhald seems to have frozen up, standing in the same battle stance you saw him in a moment before. However, he doesnt move even as one of the guards move up behind him, slashing at his unprotected back for 383 damage!
(07-31-2014, 12:22 PM)Frolic Wrote: »Things just aren't going her way today! She's running out of options. Making sure that her altitude is high enough for a free-fall to last long enough for her to have some chances for spells, Myra Changes Form. The ravenfolk takes out her Silken Strands, and activates her Wraithstrike to coat her Silken Strands in a magical flame. Using this magic to extend her range on her Silken Strands, Myra uses Punishment on the Royal Guard currently trying to Pin her.
(( In short: Change Form + Wraithstrike + Punishment using Wraithstrike!Silken Strands on Royal Guard 6. Let's hope the rolls favor me this turn. BU;;;
Just as the guard throws his net, you change form, dropping out of the sky. Within moments, you are within striking range of the two men on the floating disc. You let your whip flash one and then twice, and watch as the guard screams as he is enveloped in spectral flames and constricting silk. Without thinking, you lash out one last time at the mage, your magical whip passing through his armor as if it was never there. You deal 1365 damage to the guard and 785 to the mage (roll 14+9+3, crit).
The guardsman falls off the floating disc, dying even as he screams. You fall together. The ground is coming up fast.
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Mael effortlesly parries his adversary's strike, then smoothly slides knock's the guards blade aside as he shoves his blade through the guardsman throat for 945 damage (roll 20+7). He falls to the ground, dead beside his comrade.
The guard who survived Bohw's attack continues backing away for several seconds. Then he turns and runs.
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