[Story] Rebirth of Brevoy - The Trading Post : Act I

[diabloblanco18]

Blood for Blood Konstantin only manages a strangled "No!" before Happs' plunges his dagger into Svetna's throat. A moment later, his lance takes the man in the chest, and carries him several yards onward. "Bastard!" he yells at the fresh-made corpse, and throws it and his lance away when the latter will not come free. Disentangled, he turns to the nearest bandit, growls some unintelligible curse, and draws his longsword. His warhorse takes him forward, and he hacks viciously at the man.   Dropping lance, drawing longsword, moving to T12, and attacking B2. Being ill-tempered and bred for war, Konstantin's horse will also be attacking. Dice Ride: 1d20+8 (5)+8 Total = 13 Dice Attack (longsword): 1d20+9 (13)+9 Total = 22 Dice Damage (longsword): 1d8+5 (7)+5 Total = 12 Dice Attack (bite): 1d20+2 (19)+2 Total = 21 Dice Damage (bite): 1d4+5 (2)+5 Total = 7

[Storm]

Konstantin sees the pure evil from Happs and cries out in vengeance and retribution. Dropping his lance and arming his sword, he slays the last remaining central body guard to the vile Human Rogue named Happs Bydon. The pain from her apparent demiss is quickly settled for later as his protection needs immediate attention. Continuing on the best he can, the battlefield is becoming littered with bodies of the fallen. Errupting in a culminating roar, the boisterous men flock over the portioned walls and scale down in a hurry bringing their long bows in aiming position. Seeing this Corinth flips in mid air from down the wall onto the battlefield. Surveying the battlefield, he runs full speed using his ninja reflexes and agility to dodge arrows and other assailing raiders who lunge out with their short sword and try to fell the Monk. They are unrelenting in their attacks but through no avail, Corinth stays true and arrives with time to prepare for his next attack. Lina the cursed Oracle senses a great disturbance. Neither the silence of death it was but the cry from nature herself. A flock of doves cry out as the woman named Svetna is brought down in haste. Hobbling over to her, Lina can faintly see that she is dying and in need of healing magiks. Your healing touch cures her for now, but because Svetna had double crossed her lover Happs, Svetna has payed the price for her illicit love affair. Almost brought to the brink of death, her life now rests in the balance of this battle then by fate itself. Erdrath sees total chaos errupt and the Magistrate flees the purview of land. Laws have been broken and this gang problem should be reported to your higher authorities in Restov. Making mental note that this problem seems very out of hand, your job is restore order once the Paladin and Cavalier have their day in the sun. Seemingly enough, investigating this problem needs your attention and while Darian commands some authority of the Church, you are the law of the Church and law trumps service. The Ranger Mathias is having a field day, once in service, a Road Warden never leaves his mark unattended to. As the quaint breeze filters through the moisture of your hairs, your aim is accurate and on target. As the arrows whiz through the air, the faint thuds of arrow finding their mark leave the bodies fallen and slumping over. There is no stopping your protection as your ranged protection is protecting the central figures flanks from both sides of the attackers. Galloping at full charge towards a bandit that has just landed to the ground, you see him topple the wall and drop down upon muddied terrain. In a defensive crouch, you laugh at his ire, as the man thinks he is clever, looking around to hurt someone that you have sworn to protect. Not Lina, but anyone who falls under this battle. Racing over to him, your masterwork longsword slices him in half as blood and gore spurt out from everywhere. While killing isn't easy, you will need to amend your sins against Erathil. Protector of goodness and justice. While killing is never justified in the eyes of purity, at least being a Paladin merits the chance at forgiveness for sins. While killing is never justified, fighting evil with evil is sometimes the only recourse. You are finally surrounded by all sides. Each side of the battlefield contains angry soldiers as they kneel and aim. Shooting their long bows there is only one bandit that attacks a villager and he missed. What terrible soldiers they are. They can't even fight their way out or in for this matter and to make matters worse, James is the next to fall from a crazed arrow in the back.

[SolarDragon]

Erdrath the Magister As the fighting continues, a deep voice booms out across the battlefield. "Bandits of the Stolen Lands! I must congratulate you on your resistance, but your numbers grow ever fewer! Surrender to us, submit to the laws of the land, and we shall do what we can to provide you with mercy! What mercy is greater than one more sunrise, one more hot meal? Continue to resist, and I cannot say the same. Lay down your arms!" OOC Dice Diplomacy: d20+7 (11)+7 Total = 18

[Totentanzen]

 

I should have been at Z15 before jumping down. After jumping I would be at Y15, so I am making my moves from there.

Quick stab… Corinth, listening to Erdrath, took the moment to wreak havoc on the B8bandit nearest him. Maybe he could make a statement by protecting the V1villager. He 15 to the side 5 up to X17moved quickly towards him hoping to get him caught up with the speech. He raises his sword and quickly Flurry of blowsflurries his slashes to chop the man down. He shouts Die!Fírima! as the blade comes down.   Attacks 1&2: Dice Roll: 1d20+4 (3)+4 Total = 7 1d20+4 (4)+4 Total = 8 Damage 1&2: Dice Roll: 1d8+1 (1)+1 Total = 2 1d8+1 (6)+1 Total = 7

[diabloblanco18]

Titles Sparing no more than a curl of his lip for Erdrath's offer of mercy, Konstantin careens across the battlefield in the direction of another bandit. These murderers deserve only death.   Charging B12. Dice Ride Check: 1d20+8 (2)+8 Total = 10 Dice Attack (longsword): 1d20+14 (1)+14 Total = 15 Dice Damage (longsword): 2d8+10 (7, 6)+10 Total = 23

[Kadaver]

A Moment. Breathing in deeply, his throat and lungs protesting against the harsh cold air, the ranger exhaled....He reveled in this. It was comforting to once again be drowned in the adrenalin of battle. Senses dead, yet all knowing. All seemed silent, as a green leather clad arm reached behind his head again to capture another brightly red hued arrow, yet his companions command of peace rang loudly. Disturbing his peace of mind within the blood shed. A frown formed quickly beneath the beautiful mustache of the man. Mathias could not strike again, he refused to. Stringing the arrow, the Red kept his grip lax as he watched the fighters below. He was not here to slaughter, none of them were. Their goal was to protect, and they were not tyrants nor' madmen. Mathias would remain as he was, his pose statue like as his eyes swept over the area again. His friends did little to not still pursue the blood of their enemies, and for a few moments his fingers itched to assist them. Screaming to be tensed, his shoulders begging to be used. With a body pleading for death, the ranger waited for peace. Though his eyes remained vigilant, scouting the grounds and keeping focus on the combatants. Mathias wished for the bandits to throw down arms and be done. Should they choose otherwise however, he would fire quickly. Two more shots would fall from the sky, and two more men shall be painted red.

 

I'm just gonna ready an action. Since I go after the bandits, if they choose to surrender I won't attack. If they choose to continue in battle, I'll full attack action and shoot two more. I'll edit in the rolls or make a new post then.

[Shadow0136]

Lina's Choice Lina breathes a sigh of relief as she discovers that Svetna still clings to life. Hearing the call for the bandit's to surrender she observes the area around her and grasps a small scroll from within her cloak while she chants a small Shield of Faith: +2 Deflection Bonus to ACprayer under her breath, watching carefully for any signs of the battle continuing. Her other hand remains on the hilt of her blade, ready to fight even as she gazes worriedly at James.

[Geldar]

Terms of Surrender Darian Danster, paladin of Erastil, rides to o-12the middle of the battlefield, and shouts to all who can hear his knightly voice, Bandits of The Greenbelt, listen to the words of my wise companion; throw down your arms! You’ve seen the effectiveness of our fighting force; you cannot win! Even your leader, Happs Bydon, lies dead on the field of battle! Each of you will die too in-kind, unless you surrender to us! We have you covered with attacks from range and as well as up-close; my team has total control of the battlefield! I’m offering you quarter to throw down your arms, surrender your horses and looted-coin to the Trading Post, and leave this place on-foot the way you came in! I think you will agree, that is the best deal you’re going to get this day! Leave peacefully and shamefully; and tell all others of your kind: Oleg's Trading Post is now a protected fortress and will no longer tolerate your trouble! With that, Darian readies himself once again for battle. The image of a shining knight atop Hardbiter with readied lance demonstrates just how serious this matter can become. Oh, and the wedding ring of Svetna; we want THAT back, too!

 

Rides to O-12

Dice Ride Check:

1d20+7

(5)+7

Total = 12

Speaks to bandits.

Dice Diplomacy:

1d20+9

(11)+9

Total = 20

Delayed-Action: if any bandits in my line of sight make a move other than surrender, notably B13 and B14, then I’ll charge them as they move up; I'd charge just whichever ones tries to make an attack move first.

[Shadow0136]

The Intimidating.... Oracle? 0.o Lina rose to her feet among the bodies scattered around the barely living Svetna. She looked to the surrounding bandits before raising her voice above the din of battle, "Lay down your arms! NOW! Or I shall deliver upon you the righteous FURY of the GODS!" As she spoke Lina's fingertips of her open hand began to smoke as if they would Readying Burning Disarm on B8 if they don't surrender (DC14 Reflex Save to DROP his weapon, or take 3d4 Damage)burn the next thing that they touched. And the previous spell which she had cast began to glow around her with an ethereal light almost like that of an Angel descended to the mortal plane. "I can do this. I will not let them down, if they just surrender then I might be able to help James as well." She raised her blade before her, the blood dripping onto the ground as she waited to see what would happen, and if any more would need to die on this day.