Feldard Rat-Beard

In the confined space of the low ceiling’d tunnel, Feldard had opted to have his crossbow loaded and at the ready. Seeing the rats scurrying forward, the dwarf let loose a bolt towards the forward most rodent. There was a squeal of pain that issued then the creature fell. The bloodthirsty rats scurried over the body, paying it no heed. The dwarf quickly reloaded and then fired off a second at nearly point blank before the first rat was upon him.

There was no room to pull out his axe much less use it properly, the best the dwarf could do was poke and strike at the the giant rat with the heavy wooden crossbow he held between him and it. “Someone light a torch! Try burning them!” he called out as he near wrestled with the rat trying to keep those slavering teeth well away from limbs and torso.

There were definite disadvantages to using mage-lit stones as opposed to torches, now was such a time.
“Retreat into the open Feldard, we can all help then!” cried Maruc as he backed away from the tight cave mouth. He readied his mace and shield just in time as swift evil looking rodent squirmed between the dwarfs legs. It was big for a rat, but Maruc wasn’t about to be daunted by its unnatural size. He pulled back quickly to give himself room the swing, thankful that they had not ventured too far in.

His first swing went wide but the backstroke caught it as it tried to gnaw through the plate of his left greave. Stunned it skittered a few feet away but Maruc swiftly stood on it and ended its life with a final blow. He looked around for more, and more there were. The hairy things were everywhere. One of them bit into the cleric’s wrist.

Glad to have the elf beside him, Miklos said, “Area of effect magic I have, but this is poor planning, I cannot use any here lest I confound friend and foe alike! Still there may be others about attracted by this noise. I shall not be caught out a second time.”

Dropping his sword and shield, Stephan leaped to Feldard’s aid, thunking his helmet against a thick root. Drawing his hunting knife, he jabbed it at the stinking rat that clung to the dwarf’s beard.

The hide of the rat was thick and Stephan had to push especially hard to puncture through. Blood spurted from the wound onto Stephan and Feldard. The rat continued to twist and bite while Stephan plied the knife in a gouging motion, trying to finally kill it. In doing so, part of the blade sliced through a small part of the dwarf’s beard and despite the immediacy of the situation, Stephan nearly gasped at what he’d done. He only hoped Feldard would understand.

The rat did not stop twitching but finally loosed its grip and thudded to the dirt. Stephan started to make a retreat; partly because he hated fighting in these confines but mostly to put space between him and Feldard.

Ludo scrambled through his back pack and grabbed his flint and a tourch, in the confused melee happening in front of him he cursed as he accidently dropped his flint. “Miklos he yelled get me a flint”!

Miklos, in utter defiance of his natural bad luck when it comes to things dexterous, kicked a splintered flint from the ground onto his foot. he reached out and flicked the splinter into his hand which negligently flicked in Ludo’s direction. He didn’t break his concentration once. It was a shame no one was watching.

Hasan backed out of the tunnel he had just entered. There was nothing he could do to help the friends who had gone before him. The elf found an apple in his pocket, and crunched into it. Sweet juice dribbled onto his tattered travel clothes. “What would my Rahasia think of me now?” the elf mused.

Inside the tunnel, there were now nearly a dozen of the hungry rats crawling about.



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8 responses to “Feldard Rat-Beard

  1. 2:47pm, Nytdain, the 9th of Flaurmont, 1001AC
    Cloudy, cool.

    Maruc: 10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+10xp
    Hasan: 10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+10xp+10xp
    Ludo: 10xp+10xp

    Maruc: 27,440/48000
    Miklos: 27,330/40000
    Feldard: 27,835/34000
    Hasan: 26,920/32000
    Stephan: 26,935/32000
    Ludo: 26,545/40,000

  2. Maruc

    As the party pulled into the open space, Maruc found it easier to swing his mace. It was marvellously light and seemed to have a life of its own. Again and again he swept the weapon into the mass of swarming rodents and more often than not it found its mark. A good thing too as the supply of rats seemed to be endless.

    “Miklos! One of your spells might be useful right now, unless you fancy another couple of days recuperation in this delightful place!” Maruc’s fierce grin bellying his concerns.

  3. miklosdostevar

    Miklos could see Maruc was quite correct as he glance around Stephans shoulder and yet more seemed to be coming out of the darkness. But he needed more space lest he enchant his friends. “Back away from the cave mouth everyone, I shall cast a sleep enchantment upon them, it should make our way clearer!”

    As they retreated into a defensive ring about the cave mouth, Miklos was impressed how they corralled the beasts into a neat mass He waited a few seconds to see if more were about to arrive. “Perfect gentlemen! Stephan duck!”” he swiftly gathered his enchantment and almost gently laid it upon the centre of the pack. The effect was almost instantaneous, most the ravening pile slowed and stopped.

  4. Stephan

    Stephan ducked, trusting Miklos would ply his skill and get them out of this rat nest. But unfortunately, he had two of the vile beasts somehow attached to him at the moment. Yet he ducked. And rolled–trying to squash one of them with his back. It squeaked but seemed undeterred.

    Kicking, he was able to send one skidding over the cave floor into the effect of Miklos’ enchantment. He was able to “sheath” his knife in the other.

  5. Ludo

    Ludo scrambled out of the cave pulling clear his sword, he hacked at any rats that came within reach, as soon as the web blanketed the rats, he started to stick them trying to keep his sword clear of any strands. As soon as the last rats were killed, he carefully reentered the cave to retrive his flint.

  6. Hasan

    Hasan watched the companions finish the rats off. “I say,” the elf remarked, “let’s not forget the scream that came from the left. Shall we thither?” The elf tossed his apple nonchalantly … to the right.

  7. (sorry for the delay at posting – out of town for the holidays and no access to internet)

    “My beard!” Feldard exclaimed in shock then took a wild swing at the fleeing human, missing Stephan as another rat jumped for the distracted dwarf.
    Feldard was less than pleased with the advice of the others to give ground, but did back his way out of the tunnel, bashing rats against the walls as he did so. As he emerged out into the open once more, and witnessed Miklos’ spell effect, he had to agree Miklos’ spell dealt with them much quicker.

    Afterwards, he felt for the damage to his beard and glared at Stephan muttering curses in dwarven. By the time the rest of the party was ready to continue, Feldard seemed at least approachable.

    “Well, do we continue into the tunnel or try to the left or right?”

  8. Stephan

    Stephan kept well clear of Feldard; avoiding eye contact. He thought it best to lay low for a bit.

    He was guardedly relieved that the dwarf did not seem to be dwelling on the matter and was instead focused on the groups’ next move. Stephan resolved to never mention the beard. As far as he was concerned, it never happened. Or at least if it did, it must have been one of the rats.

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