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"I'm not annoying you, am I Kegan?"
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"Kegan?"
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"I'm not annoying you, am I?
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With Stamos' assistance, or despite it rather, after about two minutes the lock lets out a click and the bolt slides back. On its own the door swings back slightly with a creak everyone can hear, allowing a sliver of light from the room beyond to spill out into the hallway where Kegan and Stamos stand.
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Listening to the annoying rattling come from behind him Kegan quickly come to less than desirable thoughts, most of which involve a few daggers kept at his side, No Kegan dont do that, you promised yourself you wouldnt go down that road. with contiunious annoyance more thoughts move into his head, Maybe I can make it look like an accident
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Last edited by HughtheHand; Feb 21st, 2011 at 05:04 AM. |
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Reginald, suddenly energetic, as if waking from a slumber, lunges towards the door. I'll get it! Opening it widely without hesitation.
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Round 3
Throwing the door open, the elf looks into another long, rectangular stone room. Within an instant, he can see the racks of food and supplies lining the walls on each side, a clear indication that this is a supply room or larder of some type. There are also odd barrels and sacks piled up in front of the shelves. In that instant, he can see that there are four or five barrels near the far wall, and behind those barrels are four kobolds, two holding crossbows which have just been fired.
Reginald's eyes barely register the glinting reflection of torchlight upon flying steel before the two bolts hit him, the first slicing a large gash on his arm, the second thudding into his midsection. It knocks the wind out of him and sends him reeling back a few paces. Behind him, the others duck out of the way of the projectiles. Beyond the barrels, one of the kobolds begins furiously cranking his crossbow, while the other exchanges his fired weapon for one ready and waiting. "Kill the humans!" the kobold shouts as he raises the readied crossbow to his scaly shoulder. The third kobold begins to reload the spent weapon, while the fourth waits behind them, quaking slightly, his hand grasping something on the wall. Last edited by HughtheHand; Feb 25th, 2011 at 06:11 PM. |
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That's not how you welcome a guest! Reginald draws his bow and quickly ducks behind a large sack of whole grain oats, complete with a full day's serving of fiber, a daily part of your balanced breakfast.
With a flick of his wrist, Reginald fires a magical bolt of energy at the nearest Kobold, Dmg Dice Roll:
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Looking around the room, Oh man more of these guys, I seriously need to get myself a bow or something. Kegan rushes over move to b13to behind one of the barrels
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Stamos, after daydreaming, realizes he's still here, and moves behind a barrel.
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