Rebuilding Draminton

[Corwyn]

He has no difficulty with the ranged assaults, but two of the men around him are able to strike him with their swords.
Threat:

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+13:	(17) + 13	Total = 30

PD (+8):

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
3d8:	8, 5, 3	Total = 16

[Corwyn]

Tyren looks badly injured as the swordsmen make the air around him thick with blades. Flesh and blood splatters through the air in gruesome streamers, but the resiliant rogue does not make any sounds at all. Tyren snaps to his feat with such speed and agility, it seems that he had never been on the ground at all. As he rises, he begin to unwind some of the bowstring he had coiled about him. Before fully reaching his feet, Tyren hurls the sharp sliver of polished wood at the man who had so badly skewered him.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+17:	(15) + 17	Total = 32

PD:

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d6+7:	(4) + 7	Total = 11

[Corwyn]

The sliver stabs the man right through the shoulder, spraying more blood into the air, and Tyren immediately whips back on the string, leaping into the air as he does so and spinning to further uncoil the string. The sliver flies backwards around Tyren, striking another man, even as the rogue turns his leap into a brutal kick to the head of the amn he had already struck.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+17:	(19) + 17	Total = 36

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d6+7:	(1) + 7	Total = 8

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+12:	(9) + 12	Total = 21

[Corwyn]

Tyren's kick was so forcefull that the soldier, bleeding from the shoulder was turned almost completly upside down before falling to the ground, landing at a twisted angle. Tyren's unmercifully brings his foot down atop the man's head even as he pulls the flying sliver of wood out of the other man's face, where it had skewered an unfortunate soldier's eye, causing the string to wrap around his leg again. This time, when Tyren lands, he immediately leaps back up, kicking another man with his other foot and uncoiling the string and sending the sliver flying towards Eindric. The man who had lost his eye is no falling to the ground, blood pouring from his face.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d8+8:	(2) + 8	Total = 10

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+12:	(4) + 12	Total = 16

Vs Eindric (touch attack):

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+17:	(1) + 17	Total = 18

Oppossed STR (trip):

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+6:	(3) + 6	Total = 9

[Corwyn]

The poor fellow who got his head crushed by that powerful blow, blows bubbles out of his nose as his skull makes a sickening squishing and crunching sound. Tyren's movements are a blur, but it seems that Apollo still smiles on Eindric because the string he wields finally gives out, causing that deadly little piece of wood to fly off, harmlessly into the crowd, leaving Eindric untouched. But meanwhile, Tyren's foot had struck another man in the face, sending him sprawling sideways, blood and teeth proceeding him to the ground. As Tyren spins around in mid-air, he glances at Eindric with an accussatory look in his face, but neatly brings his fist down on the man beside the one who's head he had crushed.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+12:	(19) + 12	Total = 31

[Krowout]

Oops - wrong game.

[Corwyn]

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d8+8:	(8) + 8	Total = 16

Will Save:

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+1:	(16) + 1	Total = 17

Tyren crouches down as he drops, reversing his spinning movement and striking the man beside the one who had lost his eye, with one outstretched foot.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+17:	(19) + 17	Total = 36

[Corwyn]

The man he strikes loses his balance and falls backwards into the blood-wet grass and the field of arrows. One of the shafts punctures his chest, sending gouts of blood squirting up and hoarse screams of pain fill the air. As Tyren rises, he brings both fists up, simulteanously striking the men on both sides of Eindric, just below thier chins.

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+17:	(20) + 17	Total = 37

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+17:	(7) + 17	Total = 24

[Corwyn]

Dice Roll:

(as this is an older post, these rolls are interpreted by the older (more basic) dice roller code)
d20+17:	(20) + 17	Total = 37

[Corwyn]

Both men gurgle and cough, blood exploding from thier mouthes. The one on Eindric's left gives a feeble cry and falls backwards, his throat crushed completel his face white. The man on Eindric's right convulses, blood dripping from his nose and collapses to the floor, still violently shaking. Tyren comes to a stop, facing Eindric, one hand held in a fist close to his waist, the other held straight out at shoulder's level, fingers pointed rigidly up with the middle, ring and small fingers all tightly pressed down and the thimd sharply jutting out. Tyren speaks three quiet words, his face straight and his tone even, despite the bloody wounds that mar his body and the sweat and rain that drenches his hair and clothes. Barely is the last word out of his mouth, six men still falling, convulsing or collapsing, Tyren leaps high into the air. The seventh man, across form Eindric in what once was a circle of soldiers, falls forewards, his body rigid and unbending as the wind from Tyren's passage stikes him. Looking up, it is impossible to see the viscous rogue. He just vanished in the darkened sky, like a dream running from the morning light. The beam of light from the heavens that had traced the man's every move does not follow him up, instead it rests on the ground before Eindric, illuminating the still form of the last man to fall from Tyren's devastating departure. That man still breathes, but he is bleeding from the mouth and nose, and he begins to convulse uncontrollably as well.

Only after he was gone, and the soldiers all fall silent at the morbid scene, caused by just one man, are the words Tyren spoke, comprehended. He had whispered, "revenge is coming."

*Free actions*

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[Krowout]

EVIL BASTARD! Ein shouts to the sky before dropping to a knee and addressing the carnage around him.
He lets his wepaons fall in the mud as casts CLW on the first man and retrieves a CMW that he holds out but has not the time in one round to do anything more with.

Perhaps no one can tell that amidst the sweat and gore and rain, the Bard's face is streaked with tears.

[Corwyn]

*OOC, all of those men not yet dead can be saved. That leaves three dead. The others are all permenantly crippled. One of them (last to fall) is mentally slow now, one of them has lost his eye, another must eat only soft foods now and one of them has a compound fracture in his leg and will never walk again. The three dead were the man with the crushed skull, the man beside Eindric who's face exploded in blood from the chin strike, and the other was impaled on a broken arrow and drowned on his own blood. The archer who Tyren had hit and then shot was saved on the brink of death, he will be fine.*

*PCs gain: 2,250 exp.*

[Krowout]

After the healing and playing of mournfull music Ein commends those who had survived for their bravery but his eyes are hollow.
He tells Sandrel that he is heading to the temple and asks Sandrel in hushed, urgent tones, "What did He say? I did not understand you earlier."
If Sandrel will walk with him then they can talk and walk, otherwise Ein will delay as long as Sandrel has something to say.
He will ask Sandrel to pass along the fact that he will not be at the dinner tonight and the following night's dinner may be rather late but he will be there.
When he finally gets to the temple, he will either wait patiently for women and children to leave or find a private place. At whatever alter he uses, he piles his belongings on the ground. All of them. His eyes begin to pour saltwater again, over the dead. All of the death that has come to those under his command for the last few months. Maybe leadership is not his calling.
Eindric will kneel then, naked, before the Alter of Apollo and speak silently to his friend. Through his sorrowfull emotions, he reaches out to Drawei and prays. He prays for forgiveness. He prays for the souls of the lost and the lives of the living. He prays most of all for guidance.
Ein will stay there like that, naked before the alter all day and all night and all the next day until well after nightfall, shifting as little as possible, before giving up his repeated praying and taking his own council.
He goes to the late dinner with....well we are not sure yet.

[Corwyn]

[Krowout]