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Forever-GM of forum roleplaying games. What can I say? I like making worlds for people to play in.
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@Dark Cloud I said good mapmaking tools. xD
I've found and used a couple free ones before, but I don't really know what I'm doing with them. But I should probably get in some practice.
I've found and used a couple free ones before, but I don't really know what I'm doing with them. But I should probably get in some practice.
Mapmaking is a huge weakness of mine. I barely know any good mapmaking tools, don't know how to draw accurate topology, and don't really grasp how to make interesting areas. My plan was to BS my way through it, tbh.
"WE KILL."
The sarcophagus lid blew off and exploded against the wall.
"WE MUST KILL."
A cold shudder ran down the spine of every goblin in the group. From the dust emerged a figure, wreathed in shadow and clad in darkness, from whom a single word groaned over the din.
"DIE."
There was a streak of shadow, and a goblin's head rolled to the floor.
["FIRE! FIRE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!"] shrieked Snahl. Another goblin collapsed to the floor, cut lengthwise from head to groin. Dozens of arrows buried into the fiend, and for a moment, they thought they'd got him as he kneeled on the floor.
"HUNGRY."
The creature rose to its feet and ripped the arrows out of its chest. Horrified, the goblins lost all semblance of order and fled for the exit, only to find a formation of knights blocking the way out. Trapped between a horrific nightmare and the well-trained Imperial soldiers, the goblins did the only thing they could do - pray for help.
["YOUR MAJESTY!- YOUR MAJESTY PLEASE!- PLEASE HELP US!"]
___
The barrier around the city finally shattered under the concentrated fire from her battleships. As she surveyed the battlefield, a call came in over her comm device- a cry for aid from within the tower.
Could it be? Have the reincarnations awakened?
The woman furrowed her brow. The fools! They've gone and antagonized- no, this is my fault. I was the one who sent them down there. I should have sent someone capable of diplomacy, like myself. Ugh, I'm such a fool! This whole mission is a wash if I cannot recruit at least one of them. I need to go down and observe the situation for myself. I cannot make any judgments on what I have not seen with my own two eyes.
She directed her vessel closer to the tower and leaped down to the tower entrance. She dropped upon a knight and plunged her spear into his neck. The other knights recoiled in fear when they recognized her.
The Witch.
Their momentary hesitation was all the advantage she needed. She struck another knight on the chin with the butt of her spear and beheaded him with a clean sweep. The other knights moved to impale her with a joint attack. The Witch leaped into the air and balanced on the intersection of their spears before beheading the lot of them with another empowered sweep.
She groaned into her mask as the golden embers of regeneration filled her injured arm. The entrance cleared, she composed her feelings and strode into the tower.
The steady click of her boots echoed through the halls over the din of battle. When the goblins saw her, they rushed to her side and took a knee. Just outside the open coffin room, several figures stood with weapons drawn, their faces already hardened from the stress of battle.
They are unlikely to join my cause if my forces already attacked them. But maybe I can salvage the situation. The Witch stepped to the side, bowed her head to the reincarnations, and pointed her spear toward the exit.
At the very least, she could allow them to leave unopposed.
The sarcophagus lid blew off and exploded against the wall.
"WE MUST KILL."
A cold shudder ran down the spine of every goblin in the group. From the dust emerged a figure, wreathed in shadow and clad in darkness, from whom a single word groaned over the din.
"DIE."
There was a streak of shadow, and a goblin's head rolled to the floor.
["FIRE! FIRE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!"] shrieked Snahl. Another goblin collapsed to the floor, cut lengthwise from head to groin. Dozens of arrows buried into the fiend, and for a moment, they thought they'd got him as he kneeled on the floor.
"HUNGRY."
The creature rose to its feet and ripped the arrows out of its chest. Horrified, the goblins lost all semblance of order and fled for the exit, only to find a formation of knights blocking the way out. Trapped between a horrific nightmare and the well-trained Imperial soldiers, the goblins did the only thing they could do - pray for help.
["YOUR MAJESTY!- YOUR MAJESTY PLEASE!- PLEASE HELP US!"]
___
The barrier around the city finally shattered under the concentrated fire from her battleships. As she surveyed the battlefield, a call came in over her comm device- a cry for aid from within the tower.
Could it be? Have the reincarnations awakened?
The woman furrowed her brow. The fools! They've gone and antagonized- no, this is my fault. I was the one who sent them down there. I should have sent someone capable of diplomacy, like myself. Ugh, I'm such a fool! This whole mission is a wash if I cannot recruit at least one of them. I need to go down and observe the situation for myself. I cannot make any judgments on what I have not seen with my own two eyes.
She directed her vessel closer to the tower and leaped down to the tower entrance. She dropped upon a knight and plunged her spear into his neck. The other knights recoiled in fear when they recognized her.
The Witch.
Their momentary hesitation was all the advantage she needed. She struck another knight on the chin with the butt of her spear and beheaded him with a clean sweep. The other knights moved to impale her with a joint attack. The Witch leaped into the air and balanced on the intersection of their spears before beheading the lot of them with another empowered sweep.
She groaned into her mask as the golden embers of regeneration filled her injured arm. The entrance cleared, she composed her feelings and strode into the tower.
The steady click of her boots echoed through the halls over the din of battle. When the goblins saw her, they rushed to her side and took a knee. Just outside the open coffin room, several figures stood with weapons drawn, their faces already hardened from the stress of battle.
They are unlikely to join my cause if my forces already attacked them. But maybe I can salvage the situation. The Witch stepped to the side, bowed her head to the reincarnations, and pointed her spear toward the exit.
At the very least, she could allow them to leave unopposed.
Post is done, would you mind adding the to your post the reaction of the retreating goblin's please?
I'll see what I can do!
From her perch at the prow of her flagship, a certain figure robed in black looked down at the chaos beneath her. The industrial complex was seized, its workers captured for escort to North Tower. The nobles' quarter of the residential zone was razed to the ground, and capture of the commoners' quarter was making good progress. But the city center remained a challenge. One group of goblins managed to infiltrate the tower entrance, but they had yet to come back out, a troubling sign. And the defenders of the castle were still putting up fierce resistance. They would need to be broken if she wanted to give her infiltration team any backup.
"Gungun."
An elderly goblin withdrew a cigar from his mouth. "Yeah Bossboss?"
"See that castle down there?"
"Mhm, yeah."
"I don't want to."
A wide grin spread across his face. "Thought you'd never ask." He cracked his knuckles and withdrew a pair of double-barreled pistols. With a loud "yee haw!" he leaped off the ship and plummeted toward the castle grounds.
The woman chuckled and turned to her bodyguard.
"And Mai..."
She raised her finger and pointed toward a horde of knights regrouping at the tower entrance.
"Go make a mess."
"Gungun."
An elderly goblin withdrew a cigar from his mouth. "Yeah Bossboss?"
"See that castle down there?"
"Mhm, yeah."
"I don't want to."
A wide grin spread across his face. "Thought you'd never ask." He cracked his knuckles and withdrew a pair of double-barreled pistols. With a loud "yee haw!" he leaped off the ship and plummeted toward the castle grounds.
The woman chuckled and turned to her bodyguard.
"And Mai..."
She raised her finger and pointed toward a horde of knights regrouping at the tower entrance.
"Go make a mess."
@Dark Cloud Sounds like the properties of a Voidspawn. Yer playin' wit fire, boi! xD I dig it. Approved!
@Dark Cloud You can. Just say the goblins retreated after that.
@Dark Cloud
Ack, I just realized I might have crimped Jared's introduction with my post. Did I?
@Rabidporcupine That's more what I had in mind for Gungun anyway. He only got the idea from Chatak, after all. That absolute madlad probably designed and built the guns himself.
Ack, I just realized I might have crimped Jared's introduction with my post. Did I?
@Rabidporcupine That's more what I had in mind for Gungun anyway. He only got the idea from Chatak, after all. That absolute madlad probably designed and built the guns himself.
The goblins did not expect to face this much resistance inside the tower. Captain Snahl was the first to realize they may not have been facing Imperial soldiers. ["Retreat! Turtle formation on the double!"] he barked. The goblins leaped back toward their healer and formed a shield box around him. But that one archer's bolts still hit true, and pierced several of their number through the small gaps in the formation. And if that swordsman could cut through steel like he did to that one goblin... ["Shit shit shit! Rogit, mana barrier NOW!"]
Rogit whispered a chant into his staff, and a shimmering golden mana barrier appeared around the formation. It won't stop his sword forever, or that wizard, but it should buy us a moment. ["Her Majesty ordered us to live, and that's what we're gonna do! Repeaters out, backstep!"]
The goblins sheathed their swords and broke into two groups. One group laid down covering fire with their repeating crossbows while the other moved toward the exit.
Rogit whispered a chant into his staff, and a shimmering golden mana barrier appeared around the formation. It won't stop his sword forever, or that wizard, but it should buy us a moment. ["Her Majesty ordered us to live, and that's what we're gonna do! Repeaters out, backstep!"]
The goblins sheathed their swords and broke into two groups. One group laid down covering fire with their repeating crossbows while the other moved toward the exit.
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