This was a new ploy to him but in the end it there wasn’t much he could do but attempt to sidestep as many of the daggers as possible and one by one take out the mages. Feldard gave an audible harumph. Like one mage wasn’t bad enough! As he swung his axe into position to strike, he tried to line up as many in his axes path as possible. Another fear inspiring dwarven bellow energized his attack.
Maruc, Nicolai and Miklos listened helplessly as they lay on the ground paralyzed, yet conscious.
The dwarf swung his axe with ferocity and struck at another of the apparitions was vaporized. With the dwarf momentarily off balance, the mage stabbed at him with his dagger. Though Dentiata wounded the dwarf, his strike also, for a brief moment, revealed which of the three remaining images was real. The dwarf took advantage of this, and sliced his axe into the armorless sorceror.
Dentiata cried out in pain. It had been quite a long time since he had been wounded in combat. He much preferred to have his lackeys handle the dirty work such as this. How could this have happened? He was locked in mortal combat with a dwarf. Most of his orc henchmen were dead. On the eve of his greatest accomplishment, his plans and schemes were being ruined by this maniac demihuman! An expression of deep anger came over the wizard’s face. He stabbed at the dwarf again and again, but the dwarf’s thick armor protected him from most of the attacks.
Feldard eliminated another of the mirror images of the spellcaster. Now, he was left facing just two of them. He tossed a crona in his mind and guessed the one on the right. He again swung his mighty battle axe and its enchantment helped guide the massive blade to the target. Dentiata screamed in agony as the sharp metal dug deep through his torso. The last phantom image evaporated as the wizard was killed.
The room was now still and nearly silent. The only sound being that of Feldard Scarredbrow’s heavy breathing.
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March 21, 2007 at 5:58 pm
The dwarf scanned the immediate area but it seemed he was the only one up and moving. He moved to where Miklos lay on the ground and checked if the young mage were still alive. Which he was. So it seemed that his friends were merely sleeping or paralyzed.
Feldard didn’t know magick well but he hoped with the darkmage dead that any enchantments cast would soon wear off. Until such time as it did he would stand watch over them. The sleeping elf he woke up.
March 21, 2007 at 9:46 pm
Readying For Battle:
Saeth:
Maruc:
Miklos:
Nicolai:
Feldard: 10xp +5xp +10xp
TOTAL:
Saeth: 5420/8000
Maruc: 5385/6000
Miklos: 5330/10000
Nicolai: 5015/9600
Feldard: 5465/8800