Inn of the Last Home

NOW MORE THAN EVER, THE WORLD NEEDS HEROES.

A generation ago, the War with Chaos heralded a new age for the world of Krynn - the Age of Mortals. Just as the shattered land of Ansalon had begun to recover, a new threat from across the sea descended upon the populace: the Great Dragons. Larger and more fierce than any wyrms ever to battle in the wars of past ages, these beasts have brought terrible oppression to the land they now claim. Humans and elves, dwarves and centaurs, minotaurs and kender all suffer under their shadow.

But the FIFTH AGE is not without its heroes. Born of myriad races, these valiant souls found inspiration in legends of the heroes of yore. They now take up sword and lance, master an almost forgotten primordial magic, and harness the untold energies of the human heart to defend their people from the dragon lords of Ansalon.
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Post by Genghis » Tue October 31 06 ; 1 16 pm

Lycan knows that his best advantage is to be seen as a disadvantage. Big people tended to make that mistake. He casts his eyes from one figure to another and then does his best mock impersonation of terror (unfeeling of such emotions of fright). "Noooo!! Please, someone help me!!" he screams, the dagger trembling in his hand.

He backs up closer to Nilan as if looking for supoprt but really just wanting someone at his back. At the last possible instant, he'll drop the act and lunge forward at the nearest attacker.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends!

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Post by Hypo Luxa » Wed November 01 06 ; 8 16 am

Feeling the familiar rush of power surge through her veins, Aleiya sends a burst of energy at the foe directly in front of her. He stumbles backwards, and momentarily loses his footing which gives Aleiya an opportunity to either slip past him or take a shot.

As he screams in mock terror, Lycan can see the effect immediatly as one of the figures decides to take the easy shot. As he swings, Lycan sidesteps and lunges at the man with his dagger sinking the blade into his gut. The man drops to one knee and grabs the dagger and attempts to yank it out.

Ophelia dodges behind Aleiya and seeing the man in front of her stumble off balance she takes the opportunity to rush past him out to the figure in the clearing.
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Post by Uvuriel03 » Wed November 01 06 ; 8 37 am

Aleiya darts past the man, trying to trip him the rest of the way if she can as she moves past him. Rushing to the figure on the ground, she splits her attentions between giving what aid she can and watching the rest of the fight.

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Post by Genghis » Wed November 01 06 ; 2 44 pm

"Hey, you found my blade!" Lycan calls out in obvious joy, "I thought I'd misplaced it!" The kender tries to take his knife back from the man's insides. Failing that, he'll aim two extended fingers towards one of his eyeballs.
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Post by Kyzariel » Sat November 04 06 ; 4 52 pm

Battle leaves little room for afterthought...
Engulfed in the adrenaline rush, Nilan quickly scans for the nearest opponent. He lunges towards him, feinting a direct move. As he approaches, however, he will dodge and slash instead.
For Nilan, battle is a matter of instinct and experience. A short chain of trigger/response actions. No point in trying to figure things out or attempt something you haven't practiced...

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Post by chameleon » Mon November 06 06 ; 11 12 am

[font=Garamond]While the others battle the strange and mysterious men, Ophelia makes her way toward the fallen figure in the meadow. One of the huge benefits of being a gnome was that she was often forgotten in the crush of the bigger people. Taking care to remain aware of her surroundings, she tries to determine what befell the fallen figure.[/font]
[font=copperplate gothic light]When the DM laughs, it is already too late![/font] :D

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Post by Hypo Luxa » Tue November 07 06 ; 7 51 am

When Ophelia and Aleiya reach teh wounded elf, they find he is strill alive, but barely concious. He is extremely dazed with hlaf closed eyes and is muttering something incomprehensible.

As lycan stabs two fingers under the hood, his fingers definitly find a target and sink into something, though he can't be quite sure what it is he found, he knows it feels kind of gross. The man emits a scream of agony and flails at Lycan only to hit the Kenders arm knocking it away from his face. Lycan looks at his hand and not surprisigly, it is covered in blood. The man stumbles back holding his hands to face in obvious agony, but with a great amount of control only whimpers instead of screaming again.

As Nilan moves to feint, his opponent reads this move and counter attacks, but Nilan quickly notices that his move was read and manages to adjust and bring his weapon up to deflect a swing aimed at his head.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a blinding flash of brilliant light flares from nothingness and another charred figure lies cumpled on the ground still smoking from the blast of lightening. Everyone is momentarily blinded, but only for a split second.
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