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Post by Treva on Oct 9, 2003 12:31:36 GMT -5
Kyle kicked at the downed kobald hard to the throat trying to ignore the pain in his arm...
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Post by OmniWyvernil on Oct 10, 2003 18:02:30 GMT -5
"Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!!!"
Ignitius yells loudly as his panicked horse runs in entirely the wrong direction. Through some great hiccup of fortune, the nag happens to run into the path of one of the retreating kobolds. The resulting collision jars the mad genasi from his saddle, and his foot naturally gets stuck in the stirrup. Iggy is dragged along for several yards, cursing and spitting all the while, until he manages to get free and collapses into the dirt. The horse continues fleeing halfway back to Darokin.
A quite badly bruised Ignitius limps to his feet and hobbles over to the now quite unconsious kobold that got in his way. He gives its head a rather pathetic kick.
"Stupid kobold! Heheheh..."
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Post by LadyWinterWolf on Oct 11, 2003 1:34:36 GMT -5
*Seeing the last fleeing kobald run past her horse, Crista takes the bloody dagger in her hand, throws and gets the creature dead center in the back of the neck.....it falls to the ground.....dead of course.*
"Search the bodies, this dung didn't just happen to be here awaiting for us." *She then walked over to each member of the party, asking if each needed any healing, and to go see the mage if it was so. Then she reached Kyle, and with the heel of her foot, together they crushed the throat of the kobald.*
"Aye Kyle, yer done well for yerself, but ye jumped into a bad spot, and yer could have been done in quickly. Looks like yer diety's lookin out for ye lad....go see the mage, and after yer healed, help the others with the bodies. We'll need what's not toasted to be stashed down in the ditches...no sense leaving a clue to our bit of battle here."
*She then made her way to Garth, and helped pull the bodies off of him. Crista made her right hand into a fist, and let him have one, gazing his cheek but hammering into his nose* Yer darn fool! Yer could have been killed, and the young lad as well. Now get off yer bloody arse, and go git the genasi. We're down his nag, and he'll be riding with ye. We've got miles to go before we gits to the Crag, now git!!" *She stood over him, hands on hips and fire in her eyes.*
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Post by Treva on Oct 11, 2003 1:49:58 GMT -5
Kyle pulled a water bottle from his robes and undid the top gently letting it dribble down his throat. He let it loose from his lips with a light gasp and sighed.
"I have no deity... Or god... Never beleived in anything but by surviving by my own will..."
He glanced around the fried Kobalds and shook his head walking off from the group.
"I never trusted magic... And I wont let him heal me... I'll heal my way..."
He grunted as he tore the arrow from his shoulder and squeezed it as the blood soaked his shirt. He tore the bloody shoulder leather off and made a band with it which he fashoned into a lasue. He then doused the wound in water and slid his arm into the strap and tightend it watching as a squirt of blood shot out of his arm from the sudden preasure but the bleeding slowed considerably with the tightening afterwords. He poored more water over his again bloody arm emptying the last of his supply and cleaning the last of the blood off. He then turned back and headed back and began picking Kobalds up and tossing their carcass's back into the bush's.
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Post by Iron Bonny Shades on Oct 11, 2003 2:36:43 GMT -5
Like a sound without the night, Keely had disappeared from the back of her horse without a trace.
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Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 11, 2003 3:06:21 GMT -5
Looking about Alyssa takes note of the injuries of the party, and heals where wanted.
Looking about she notices that Keely has vanished. Turning towards Crista
~It seems that one of our party has vanished~
After pointing this out to Crista, Alyssa walks over to stand by her husband.
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Post by Regrix on Oct 11, 2003 19:15:52 GMT -5
"Pray, why do I get the feelin' tha's a bad thing.. "
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Post by Iron Bonny Shades on Oct 12, 2003 0:56:55 GMT -5
suddenly a familiar thudd is heard accross the glen, as a single straggling weasel falls with a crossbow bold in it's chest.
Keely appears out of nowhere and stands over the dead weasel's body.
"Guys be careful, where there's kobolds, there are usually traps and trained animals to do their dirty work."
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Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 12, 2003 4:39:50 GMT -5
Seeing Crista punch Garth, Alyssa grins
Turning towards Tal
~Well she's back now, so no worries my love, seems she was simply taking care of a wayward kobold~
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Post by Regrix on Oct 12, 2003 15:57:29 GMT -5
"True, though it seems some are still green at adventuring. *chuckles* Ah well.. best we make ready to continue once Iggy gets back.. physically if not mentally.. ;D I trust your well M'love?"
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Post by Kerap on Oct 12, 2003 19:09:22 GMT -5
"Ouch! Hey, what you go and do that, for? I didn't tell the darn fool to follow me. Or did I?" Garth is fiddling with his nose, as it bleeds a bit and blows it into his hand. A small piece of cartilage rapidly exits his nose and lands in his left hand. Garth looks at it and takes a few deep breaths. "Hey! I can breathe again. Thanks Crista."
Garth pulls out a dagger, wanders over to the torched Kobolds and examines them. Hmmm. Fur's all burned off. Cooked clean through too. He takes his knife and cuts off a choice piece of the kobold, well done, and proceeds to eat it. "Kinda like jerky - not as good as beef, but better than roper."
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Post by OmniWyvernil on Oct 12, 2003 20:23:36 GMT -5
"Ach!! Don't ye know where that thing yer eatin's been? And they call ME crazy, heheheh..."
Ignitius has just returned to the area where the others were waiting. Despite the bruises, he's STILL smiling in that disturbing manner.
He sees the barbecued kobolds along the road.
"That's funny... I thoughts I screwed up me spell, heheheh... Well, they's learned not to cheese off Ignitius DePyre! 'Bout as much as them dead kobolds can, anyways. Heheheh..."
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Post by Iron Bonny Shades on Oct 12, 2003 20:58:32 GMT -5
"True, though it seems some are still green at adventuring. *chuckles* Ah well.. best we make ready to continue once Iggy gets back.. physically if not mentally.. ;D I trust your well M'love?" Always, Keely says with a quick smile before her face turns to disgust at the kobold cannibalism. "I suppose this would be a bad time to say that some kobold tribes like to wear body paint that can be poisonous to non-reptiles."
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Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 12, 2003 23:19:56 GMT -5
~Yes, Mela, some do seems to be a bit green, however I think they have what they need to survive, at least for a time~
And with a laugh she throws her arms around Tal's neck giving him a kiss,
~hmmmmmmm.........well.........care to check me for possible wounds? ~ she says with an impish grin upon her face
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Post by LadyWinterWolf on Oct 13, 2003 0:02:20 GMT -5
*Crista looks at the ragtag group, one trying to heal himself with water, the lovers, Garth, Keely and Iggy, and thinks, "Aye, we be doomed on this mission, as surely as the sun rises in the east." With a sigh, she turns, makes her way to the kobald which has her dagger in the back of its neck. Pulling it out, she wipes it clean on the kobald, and proceeds to check the body.*
*Within its tunic, she finds a parchment with Runic writing upon it. She yells to Alyssa, in a sarcastic tone.* "If'n yer done being fondled by yer mate, can ye give us a bit of your precious time to tell us what this here parchment can tell us?"
*To everyone else* Gather what ye can, get them bodies into the ditches and back on the horses. Five hours till dark, and we'll be riding our horses hard. Bloody 'ell Garth! Never ye mind, yer lummux....Kyle, yer arm? I can't have ye holding us back lad if'n yer get it infected. When we make camp, and it's looking bad, we'll be sealing that wound with a hot dagger.
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