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NeziulThe tavern was bustling. There was a decent Scald playing on a lute in the corner, eliciting a few cheers and some tossed Talms and even an iL here and there to his feet. The man was no master, but he was a pretty good performer. The mood was jovial. A few tavern wenches moving about, delivering drinks here and there, or even meals of meat or bread to people at tables. As Ryu listened...
Ryu Observation: 10
He wouldn't really hear anything special. The tavern was loud and people were mostly talking about the festival or other various things. No rumors or anything special that Ryu was listening for specifically stuck out to Ryu's ears. As he sat there though, listening on other the other conversations that bustled about the tavern a voice called out to him as one of the tavern wenches, although calling them that probably wasn't a good idea if one didn't want to come across as rude, but everyone has their preferences of what may or may not offend them, had walked up to his table.
"Hello there stranger, you don't look like you're from around here. Anything to eat or drink for you today?" She had a somewhat sweet, yet also sultry voice as she spoke to him, the wench seeming somewhat attractive.
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Also Sasha isn't using the Breathing Technique. Was a little surprised by that XD
Trust me, there is better. Alot better.
Posted, its Silas' turn.
Probably XD
The mage cursed inwardly as his shield went down, but he kept chanting, suddenly noticing a blade slashing at his throat. Unfortunately the man spotted both attacks and, with the mobility of a staff, aimed to parry both of them while keeping up his chanting, which was no easy task at all, especially with his chanting.
Sasha Waskizashi: 40 - 20 Melee Weaponry - 5 Skill Bonus +10 Dual Wielding Penalty = 25
Max Damage!
Damage Dealt: 18
Sasha Tanto: 2 (Critical!)
Critical Hit!
Damage Dealt: 32
The robe seemed to block a good bit of damage from the slash of the Wakizashi, it seeming like some kind of armor. The stab to the gut though was something the man could not avoid, it being precise and strong enough to bypass whatever toughness the man had as it struck a slightly weaker spot in his gut, but the robe's protection still blocked some of the hit. A few skills leveled up from this, including Dagger Mastery and Critical Strike, but without an extra boost then getting this guy out in one hit wasn't going to work, but certainly Sasha was dealing some damage to him.
The man kept chanting through the pain though, it clearly visible on his face. Somehow or another though the incredible pain seemed to fuel the rage going through him and the power of his spell, his chanting finishing as he prepared to fire off his spell right there, a little quicker than normal.
Mage Spell: -33
His spell, unfortunately, managed to fire off as he raised his staff in the air. A blast of blackish lightning shot from the end of his staff, bolts of it leaping forth and targeting Sasha, Undine, and Ren all at once.
Mage Spell (Target Undine): 38
Miss
Mage Spell (Target Sasha): 97 (Fumble)
Miss
Mage Spell (Target Ren): -16
Hit! (Max Damage)
Damage Dealt: 113
Undine was luckily not hit by the spell, the man's aim for the lightning bolts being off on the elemental and way off on Sasha. In fact, it was so off that she didn't even have to dodge, the spell instead going way off the mark and heading towards the Fighter who...
Mage Spell: -10
Hit! (Max Damage)
Damage Dealt: 170
The Fighter cried out loudly in pain, crying out loudly as the dark lightning bolt slammed him. Ren was also slammed as well, crying out loudly in pain, both targets of the spell falling to one knee as the dark lightning. The man's own really tough body saved him from dying, but for Ren, if he hadn't stolen some of the strength of the mage's shield, the shield around him having been destroyed by the lightning, then Ren would have hit below 0 HP.
Ren Endurance: 29 - 15 Vit - 2 Skill Bonus = 12
Fighter Endurance: 8
Ren was stunned, cringing and coughing in pain as that did even more damage then the last spell, breathing very heavily, not looking in very good shape, Ren's HP very, very low, but so was the Fighter's now. The Mage cursed loudly.
"Dammit, I thought these guys weren't supposed to be a threat!" The Mage quickly moved back from Sasha, the Fighter cursing loudly as well as he quickly got up, not stunned.
"Dammit aniki, every time ya loose one of those spells, ya usually hit me! They just got lucky though this time, lets just cut it here and..." He smirked. With Silas far away on the wall his eyes darted towards Ren as it was clear as he began to move towards Ren, who Silas was closer to fortunately, what the plan was. Even if they couldn't get all three of them, getting the one who was in bad shape was a good plan indeed.
Sasha Waskizashi: 40 - 20 Melee Weaponry - 5 Skill Bonus +10 Dual Wielding Penalty = 25
Max Damage!
Damage Dealt: 18
Sasha Tanto: 2 (Critical!)
Critical Hit!
Damage Dealt: 32
The robe seemed to block a good bit of damage from the slash of the Wakizashi, it seeming like some kind of armor. The stab to the gut though was something the man could not avoid, it being precise and strong enough to bypass whatever toughness the man had as it struck a slightly weaker spot in his gut, but the robe's protection still blocked some of the hit. A few skills leveled up from this, including Dagger Mastery and Critical Strike, but without an extra boost then getting this guy out in one hit wasn't going to work, but certainly Sasha was dealing some damage to him.
The man kept chanting through the pain though, it clearly visible on his face. Somehow or another though the incredible pain seemed to fuel the rage going through him and the power of his spell, his chanting finishing as he prepared to fire off his spell right there, a little quicker than normal.
Mage Spell: -33
His spell, unfortunately, managed to fire off as he raised his staff in the air. A blast of blackish lightning shot from the end of his staff, bolts of it leaping forth and targeting Sasha, Undine, and Ren all at once.
Mage Spell (Target Undine): 38
Miss
Mage Spell (Target Sasha): 97 (Fumble)
Miss
Mage Spell (Target Ren): -16
Hit! (Max Damage)
Damage Dealt: 113
Undine was luckily not hit by the spell, the man's aim for the lightning bolts being off on the elemental and way off on Sasha. In fact, it was so off that she didn't even have to dodge, the spell instead going way off the mark and heading towards the Fighter who...
Mage Spell: -10
Hit! (Max Damage)
Damage Dealt: 170
The Fighter cried out loudly in pain, crying out loudly as the dark lightning bolt slammed him. Ren was also slammed as well, crying out loudly in pain, both targets of the spell falling to one knee as the dark lightning. The man's own really tough body saved him from dying, but for Ren, if he hadn't stolen some of the strength of the mage's shield, the shield around him having been destroyed by the lightning, then Ren would have hit below 0 HP.
Ren Endurance: 29 - 15 Vit - 2 Skill Bonus = 12
Fighter Endurance: 8
Ren was stunned, cringing and coughing in pain as that did even more damage then the last spell, breathing very heavily, not looking in very good shape, Ren's HP very, very low, but so was the Fighter's now. The Mage cursed loudly.
"Dammit, I thought these guys weren't supposed to be a threat!" The Mage quickly moved back from Sasha, the Fighter cursing loudly as well as he quickly got up, not stunned.
"Dammit aniki, every time ya loose one of those spells, ya usually hit me! They just got lucky though this time, lets just cut it here and..." He smirked. With Silas far away on the wall his eyes darted towards Ren as it was clear as he began to move towards Ren, who Silas was closer to fortunately, what the plan was. Even if they couldn't get all three of them, getting the one who was in bad shape was a good plan indeed.
Ok.
Cool beans on all three of those ideas.
Also DL stands for Difficulty Level. Essentially what you have to beat or tie on the die roll in order to succeed.
Also DL stands for Difficulty Level. Essentially what you have to beat or tie on the die roll in order to succeed.
Its somewhat shorter than how starting IC posts should go, but its there. The IC is now up. You can already be staying in the town in the inn or arriving today, its up to you.
Current date, Year 850 of the Rising Dawn Age, 3rd Cycle, 12th Day. Currently it being 1500 years since the dawn of Galmin civilization, 650 years since the ending of what scholars call the Archaic Age, when Galmin kind was much more primitive back then. Civilization through the past 850 years has been on a very slow rise though, being achieved in a few places in terms of a 'proper' civilization. The land of Ithelia is not without danger though, and it is these dangers that have slowed Galmin rise. Strong beasts, strange mystical creatures, and other mysterious entities roaming and hiding in these lands have made this rise slow, but perhaps that may change soon enough.
At night though, while the three moons of Ithelia were in the sky, the Greater Moon being full this night, and it would remain so for a few days, while the two lesser moons were in the opposite stages of waxing and waning, in a small, somewhat known, but also not really, village of Calgeth located on the upper part of the peninsula known as Gallastre a scream was heard. Like the wind though it was brief and passed as quickly as it came, returning the night to its former silence. This cry did not go unheard though, the small guard of the village was roused. A small house, near the outskirts. A farm house to be exact seemed undisturbed, but was now gathering these guards as if its new emptiness was like flame to wisp moths.
"The fourth one this Cycle sir..." A rookie guard garbed in leather armor had been nearby, spear clenched tightly in his hand, its haft bearing the anger of the rookie guard as the grip around it grew tighter. His somewhat young face displayed both his inexperience and his determination.
"Damn... this has gone on for far too long. I don't care what the chief says, gather all of the coin you can. I am sure that there are many who want to see these people return, and those willing to throw their lives away always come running to the sound of coin." A man, twice the age of the guard, scratched his beard in slight frustration, his rough and calloused hands and face displaying his experience that came with many years of being captain of the village's small guard.
That event took place three nights ago. Perhaps you came on these rumors of coin to be had for finding out the source of these disappearances that came from nearby villages? Or perhaps you are just traveling through, unaware of these events. Still, you have arrived in the small village of Calgeth. Unlike some of the other more barbaric villages, this one seems to have a bit of order to it. A small guard, yet they seemed to have some slightly decent armor, all of them carrying both a spear and some other small weapon or shield. There were a few shops and stores at the village's small market, including the several traveling merchants that have been here for a few days.
Despite the events of the night before, things seemed a little lively. It was most likely due to the Three Moons Festival that is often tradition here that many have been talking about. One of the more popular places to visit though, aside from small and somewhat lively market, the smithy, and the somewhat larger house of the chieftain, was a somewhat decent looking tavern known as The Sleeping Hilk. Taverns were known as a place to find out rumors, some people jokingly calling these innkeepers more well informed than even the most traveled of scalds. Of course, there were other things to do in the small village of Calgeth as well, or maybe you are just passing through, heading to other places?
Still, a few travelers either arrived on this day, or were already staying here. Would the destinies of this few intertwine? Or would their paths remain uncrossed? Only time could tell where their journeys would take them.
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