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Dice Perception:
Last edited by dbaque; Jun 28th, 2012 at 10:25 AM. |
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Ollona watches as the zombies drop. Once they are motionless on the ground, she remembers the spit previously turning on the spit, with the appearance of faces on it! She looks to it, to see if it is still writhing with faces upon it.
Last edited by Insacrum; Jun 28th, 2012 at 10:40 AM. |
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Quickly scanning over his companions once the immediate fight is concluded, Marcus is pleased to see that Lunigen's actions are uninhibited by his injuries, but less pleased to see what those actions are. "Careful," he hisses as the knight approaches the twisted display. "There's quite some witchcraft at work in that thing, and we don't know what its nature is. We should just have Holly fire at it first, see how it reacts." The priest keeps his now-gory two handed hammer at the ready, waiting until things settle down a bit more before taking the time to clean his weapon.
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As the fight ends, and the zombies fall, Holly feels a tinge of joy until fear grips her again. Her limbs still shaking, and her pores still slightly perspiring, she looks up as Lunigen motions towards the spittle. Holly is tempted to leave the room until Marcus mentions something about Holly shooting the spit with faces on it. Her eyes go side to side of the room as if paranoid of another monster leaping at them, before bringing up her gun and shakily replying to Marcus, "Yeah, I can shoot it, no problem."
Holly tries to aim the barrel of her gun at the faces on the spit, but your not too sure where the bullet will land as Holly's arms seem to be shaking uncontrollably. Holly again looks around the room before pulling the trigger on her gun.
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Holly's bullet goes wide, striking the nearby wall. Surprisingly, however, it does not seem to leave even a slight mark upon the walls, as if it had never struck it...
Meanwhile, the spittle continues to rotate of it's own accord, the faces now seeming even more desperate to escape now that the zombies are gone. Hands continue to push out from inside the meat, as if it were coming from inside, but still no sound issues from this horrid thing.
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The knight startles for a moment at the sight, but his will is as iron, & his eyes narrow dubiously. "By the Lady, how could her spirit be trapped here? I laid her myself in consecrated ground miles from here & decades ago," he thinks to himself. He turns to face his companions with a scowl (but not directed at them): "Don't look too closely; there is indeed some fell magic at work here. I'm of a mind to hew this horrid thing in twain & leave it to burn to ash. If it indeed be a prison, 'twould seem to release any tortured souls. What say you all?"
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Taking notice of the lack of a mark the the bullet leaves on the wall, Ollona make a quick judgement, although she hopes it isn't the wrong judgement, and begins looking at the room through the eyes of one well versed in magic.
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Holidays and my new overnights schedule are still taking a toll on me and my post rate, and will probably continue to do so until some time after the new year. Please bear with me until then! |
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Obviously irritated by the combination of Holly's bravado and her poor shooting, Marcus stills seems to be feeling more defensive and pragmatic than aggressive or heroic. "Nobody get near the thing," he curtly reminds his comapions. "Holly, just shoot the wretched thing a few times and see if it won't die. You all make sure it doesn't jump off the spit and attack Holly, I'll keep an eye on the rear." Moving past his companions and over to the door into the room, Marcus tries to make sure that the party isn't surprised by foes either from where the came or from the unexplored rooms beyond.
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Holly grimaces as her shot misses the intended target and spouts profanity at the bullet just fired as if it had a mind of its own. Shaking and angry now, Holly reloads her pistol before attempting to re align her pistol at the spit. Ignoring her companions conversations, she fires her pistol at the target, hoping this time that her shaken state doesn't weaken her aim too much.
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This time Holly's aim is true, and the impact knocks the meat off the spittle, and directly into the fire. The fire gains strength as the fresh fuel lands in it's pits. Without warning, the meat start letting out massive screams of agony, as if the screaming faces inside had regained their voice and were no longer silenced. The terrifying wail echos through the building, and it's volume threatens to rupture your eardrums, but as the fire begins to burn the meat, it grows weaker in volume, until the entire thing is silent and unmoving. You start to recover from the painful sounds, but before you have a chance to remark on it, you are interrupted by a loud, repeated pounding sound coming from the hallway behind you!
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Hearing the footsteps of something approaching them from the rear, Marcus prepared yet again for battle, making sure that he could see adequately and that his heavily armored body wasn't blocking the doorway. "Let them in the room," he hissed over the noises of his clanking armor. "They'll have trouble all fitting through."
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With Holly's pride somewhat left intact she almost jumps for joy when her shot hits, but horror quickly comes across her face as whatever was on the spit starts to scream very loudly. As the volume of the screams dies down, Holly reloads her gun while shifting her eyes across the floor of the room, as if expecting specters to rise out of the woodwork and attack them. When the sounds from the hallway are heard, Holly prepares her gun, and moves out of the line of sight of the door, waiting to attack whatever comes through.
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Realizing that the pounding sounds are not, in fact, that of an approaching enemy, Marcus' stance relaxes somewhat. "Well," he says, turning back towards the rest of the party, "Shall we go take a look?"
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Ollona is wondering just how it is possible for Holly to miss at hitting that mass of meat strung across the fire. Once Holly hits it with her second shot, Ollona is pleased to see that she is back to form. That sentiment is short lived as the screams begin to fill the room. Ollona is forced to cover her ears, and is unable to think of anything as the sound resonates through her.
She is slowly able to return to reality as the sound begins to die down within the room. But Marcus's mention of footsteps get Ollona on edge. She takes a few steps away from the door, but positions herself straight to it, giving herself up as a prime target. Nice bait for a simple trap. But the trap is never sprung as the pounding turns out to not be footsteps. "I'm game," She responds to Marcus's question. |
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