“Argg! I’ve been bit! Maruc, stand back. We’re under attack!” He stepped away from his work of tying off the curtains, squinting against the light as he drew forth his axe from its place at his back. Hearing the clerics’ clink and chink of armour moving away he took a few blind slashes towards where he’d been attacked from. The thing was fast. And very strong. “I can’t see a thing! Anyone, some help here.. where is it?”
Nicolai attempted to take aim at the creature attacking Feldard. Though obscured by the luminescence, it was a large target. He set loose an arrow, but the thing moved with great speed amongst the curtains, and the arrow flew wide, sinking into the glowing cloth.
Needing no further encouragement Maruc lept back out of the way to give Feldard room to defend himself as he withdrew. As his eyes grew more accustomed to the dark of the corridor he saw Nicolai sighing his bow and dived out of the way.
Knowing there was very little he could do here Miklos stood back and dwelt on the strange winged creature. He couldn’t quite make it out enough to recall what it could be from his memory of the Beastiary Mythologica, but hopefully it would come to him. Perhaps on their return journey he might make a sketch or two to get the librarians opinion at the guild. Perhaps it was unique? He could make his name on this discovery. He strained to make it out. It was definitely humanoid… with wings… horns… claws… the skin had an unusual texture that he couldn’t quite see… Though he had never encountered a beast of this description, something about the way it moved seemed familiar.
The clanking sound of various attacks bouncing off the dwarf’s armor cause a latent pyromania to emerge from Hasan. “Feldard, stand back. Come now, we’ll never be able to fight this thing. Let’s burn it out of there!”
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January 17, 2008 at 9:19 pm
Hasan has no supplies, so he’ll just magic missle their opponent. But I definately think a nonspellcaster who has an oil can should molotov cocktail the thing.
January 17, 2008 at 11:59 pm
“Sounds fine to me.. I’ll keep it busy while you light the curtains!” Feldard called back even as he hacked randomly blinded by the light of the curtains.
January 18, 2008 at 5:35 pm
(my short post is annoying me.. must… add… more… LOL)
The dwarf swung out with his axe in a wide arc.. using up as much space about him as possible to increase his chance making contact with his foe. The strength of it attacks were surprising given it’s swiftness, and Feldard found himself rather thankful that the cleric had talked him into upgrading to the platemail. Feldard’s mind raced… with it’s speed he would be lucky to land even one hit and while burning it out sounded good.. it could just as likely speed out of there before the fire really took. They needed a way to entrap it. That was it!
With his next swing, the dwarf purposely tried snagging the edge of the curtain onto his blade and then charged in towards and then around his opponent trying to encircle it in the blinding curtains volumous folds.
January 18, 2008 at 8:47 pm
Dropping his flail and shouldering his shield, the cleric delved into his back pack and rummaged around for one of his precious vials of lampoil packed carefully amongst his tunics for safety. “Dwarf! I’m about to burn it so jump out when I say!” He oil soaked a torn rag and jammed it into its top. He opened the front of his lit lantern and lit the end.
“Now Feldard!” he cried.
When the dwarf was clear he dashed the vial into the curtains and scooped up his flail.
January 18, 2008 at 8:59 pm
Miklos knew this conundrum was going to frustrate him. Was it some sort of fire elemental, a Fire Mephit? No. No heat and too big. Some form of lesser deamon? No. Maruc felt no evil. Some sort of malevolent faery-spirit?
It would be interesting to see if it was affected by the oil. Miklos waited.
January 19, 2008 at 5:21 pm
Unable to see the creature in the close quarters of the curtains, Saeth backed away from the light source until she could open her eye. She began to intone like Hassan, but the held back, seeing Maruc prepare to burn the curtains away. Her gesturing hand, however, remained raised, prepared to complete the spell if fire failed them.
January 20, 2008 at 3:57 pm
Nicolai continues to fire at the creature, muttering “Why couldn’t this be an illusion as well?”
January 20, 2008 at 7:12 pm
“Its a possibility, Nicolai. But all the other illusions were of beasts renowned for their fear and horror. I don’t get the same feeling from this creature.” Miklos repied.
January 22, 2008 at 3:50 pm
“Excellent, Maruc!” Hasan cheered on the cleric’s efforts. “We’ll either trap this creature in the burning cloth, or flush it so we can bring our numbers to advantage.” Like Saeth, he held his magic arrow in check, waiting for a clear shot.
January 22, 2008 at 8:07 pm
Nicolai continues to fire at the creature, as says to Miklos, “Ah, wishful thinking I suppose”