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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 15, 2011 7:50:46 GMT -6
Here you are now:
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$ Suspended beacon
A Ardenbard a Largo B Barald... b Baraglin* E Eremin... e Elindir G ......... g Legandir H ......... h Hepti* L ......... l Lomeluin N Nat...... n Norin O Eohild... o R Beranger. r S Soval*... s Sili T ......... t Telthalion U ......... u Burmon* V ......... v
* lantern/torch
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 15, 2011 7:51:26 GMT -6
What do you propose now gentlemen?
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Post by Mushgnome on Sept 15, 2011 8:37:27 GMT -6
Sili trots off to battle with the Orcs. He will attempt to lead the other fighters in the most basic of combat formations: a line of warriors, with the enemy on one side and the weak/wounded PCs on the other side.
"Hepti, stay close and don't turn your back on unexplored passage-ways!" he cautions. "When in doubt, stand near a Hobbit--nothing bad every happens to them."
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Post by ehiker133 on Sept 15, 2011 9:22:58 GMT -6
At the sight of a hated enemy befouling his ancestral halls, Norin starts shouting curses as he charges into battle, swinging his heavy war hammer at the nearest orc he can get to.
"Oi! You gibbering nib-chewing cave gherkins! Over here!"
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Post by sulldawga on Sept 15, 2011 11:14:18 GMT -6
Largo will crouch, wide-eyed and fearful, as the orcs press from all sides. When the next orc flies over his head toward Eremin's unprotected back, he will stab upward and hope to skewer him as Mr. Sulk did the one previous.
Should no orc present itself thusly, he will attempt an attack on the orc in front of Soval, hoping somehow that the Man of Swanfleet will remain a more attractive target despite Largo's entry into melee.
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Post by coffee on Sept 15, 2011 12:19:53 GMT -6
Eremin will do his best to fend of this orc in front of him.
"'E's a bit bigger, face to face, in't 'e?" he mutters to himself. But he swallows hard and defends himself.
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Post by doctorx on Sept 15, 2011 13:14:52 GMT -6
Lómëluin makes for the Orc menacing Arbenbard. "Your life is mine," he hisses at the foe in Sindarin, the fell light of an Elf Lord in his wrath blazing in his blue eyes.
He attempts to position himself between Arbenbard and the Orc, seeking to dispatch it as swiftly as possible, whereupon he will move to relieve the wounded Beranger.
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Post by crusssdaddy on Sept 15, 2011 13:53:12 GMT -6
Arbenbard continues to fall back, away from combat. To the nearest Orc, he says in the Black Speech "Fool! We are but the speartip of a great host... flee if you value your life!"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2011 18:00:49 GMT -6
Legandir shoulders his bow and draws Morfil, which glows like sunlit ice in the darkness. He moves swiftly to support Soval.
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Post by calithena on Sept 16, 2011 8:14:29 GMT -6
Soval yells "Barald, fall back!" as he continues the grim fight. He will hold the line as long as he can, chopping and hacking at whomever he can, preferring orcs who have made more eastward progress to others but taking whatever opportunities to fight he can.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 17, 2011 6:17:28 GMT -6
Round 3...
Eremin exchanges a series of sharp jabs with the Orc he wounded last round [initiative; Eremin=2+1, Orc=4] with the Orc springing to the attack first [1d20=8], but Eremin moves nimbly aside and ripostes [1d20=17] with a [1dd=3] lunging stab in the face, slaying the foe.
At the same time another Orc skirts the cart to get within reach of Largo [initiative; Largo=2+1 , Orc=3] and the pair attack each other simultaneously [1d20; Orc=2, Largo=18] but Largo's aim is the fairer, and he slashes the Orc [1dd=1] a nasty cut for 1 hit point.
Meanwhile, Nat, Beranger and Soval are hotly engaged. [initiative 1d6; Nat=6, Beranger=5, Orcs=1] The Men attack [1d20; Nat=8, Berenger=15] but only the wounded Beranger scores a cut with his dagger [1dd=3] for 3 hit points. The Orcs fight back [1d20=18,6] and Nat is hit by a crude sword thrust [2dd=1,4] but he sacrifices his large shield to avoid injury.
Soval, Hero of Swanfleet, fights along side them; a wolf among hounds. Having just slain one Orc another immediately confronts him, this one a great brute of a thing with long arms and heavy shoulders.
Soval gives battle to a pair of them with his superior skills-at-arms [initiative, 1d6; Soval=2,3, Orcs=2,4]. The greater Orc strikes with deceptive speed [1d20=19] beating Soval's defence and battering him for [2dd=2,2] 4 hit points with an ugly mace before Soval can reply [1d20=20!] most ferociously [4dd=1,2,4,4] opening the monster's guts with a mortal slash from its sternum to groin for 11 hit points. And he isn't done... he attacks again, simultaneously with the second Orc. [1d20; Soval=17, Orc=13] Soval deflects the Orc's rotten blade, then [2dd=6,5] beheads it with another lightening flash of his blade for 9 hit points.
"Come get some!" seethes Soval, Orc Bane, incensed by his wound.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 17, 2011 6:20:17 GMT -6
Barald turns all his efforts to defending himself as he tries to fall back, but the Orcs are all over him [3d20=18,2,4]. He valiantly fends of scores of blows, but they gradually hack and beat him down, [2dd=1,5] and the Old Boar disappears beneath a mass of rising and falling hatchets, clubs and maces... beaten into a bloody mess. Barald is incapacitated (0 of 9 hit points).
Eohild has her own problems, faced with a pack of fierce Orcs, "I eatz tha b_tch," one of them snarls in debased Westron, as two others attack.
[initiative is rolled, 1d6; Eohil=2, Orcs=6,1] the first Orc pummels her [1d20=17] with a mace for [2dd=5,4] 5 hit points, as she attacks the second [1d20=15] this time gashing her foe across the chest with her bright sword in the two-handed style for [2dd=3,4] 6 hit points, but the enemy is not beaten even yet.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 17, 2011 6:25:20 GMT -6
Meanwhile, behind them...
"Yoo tork pretti," sneers the Orc at Arbenbard in a ragged tongue approximating the Black Speech, licking is lips a moment before it bounds after him with predatory leaps.
Arbenbard flees toward the oncoming rank of Dwarves and Elves, but can he reach their line or will he be struck down from behind? [initiative is rolled, 1d6; Arbenbard=2! Orc=1!!]. He can.
The Orc howls fiercely as Arbenbard escapes and it spies Sili and Norin of the Dwarves! In a great fury the Orc charges into [1-3=Sili, 4-6=Norin; 1d6=5] Norin, gashing at him with its wicked blades [1d20=20!], and such is its loathing that Norin is struck twice by the evil knives [1dd=6 and 1dd=4] suffering horrible wounds for 10 hit points!
But Norin son of Nain is not laid low by even this! He roars in response and lets loose his Erebor crafted war-hammer [1d20=17!] dealing [3dd=2,2,2] a cracking 8 hit points, but even this isn't enough to fell the huge Orc! But Sili, Hero of the Dwarves, stands ready by his side, building a righteous momentum in his flail, intending to show the foul wretch what mastery at arms means in the Halls of Dwarves.
[2d20=6,14] Sili hits the Orc again for good measure dealing [2dd=3,5] another 8 hit points, braining it most convincingly, and the Orc knows no more.
Lomeluin and Legandir have dashed ahead of the Dwarves to reach the main fighting in but a few more strides...
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 17, 2011 6:27:57 GMT -6
And unseen by the rest of the company...
Baraglin Banks wipes sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. That was clever and wise, he tells himself nervously, relieved to have gotten away from the general fighting. Orcs are not meant for Hobbit folk to deal with, after all.
But alas, one of the Orcs appears in the shadowy doorway and descends upon him... Man-child meat being a great delicacy among the Orcs. Baraglin hastens to unsheathe his short-sword with his right hand (torch in his left) to demonstrate that he is no pushover! But the Orc knows no fear of children, and rushes him.
Initiative is rolled [1d6; Baraglin=5+1, Orc=6] and the pair attack one another simultaneously [1d20; Orc=16, Baraglin=18] and each deals the other with a nasty wound. The Orc deals [2dd=2,2] 4 hit points, and Baraglin deals [2dd=1,1] 2 hit points... each squealing in pain, and circling the other, deadly serious now.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 17, 2011 6:43:39 GMT -6
Six Orcs have been slain, and six others have taken injury. They are suddenly questioning the wisdom of their ambush...
You are here:
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x Orc / Slain Orc $ Beacon [] Mine car
A Ardenbard a Largo B Barald... b Baraglin* E Eremin... e Elindir G ......... g Legandir H ......... h Hepti* L Dalain... l Lomeluin N Nat...... n Norin O Eohild... o R Beranger. r S Soval*... s Sili T ......... t Telthalion U ......... u Burmon* V ......... v
* with lantern or torch
Quick health check:
Norin 4/14 hit points, Sili 14/20 hit points, Soval 14/18 hit points, Berenger 2/8 hit points, Eohild 9/14 hit points, Barald 0/9 hit points, Baraglin 10/14 hit points.
Otherwise, uninjured.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 17, 2011 6:44:53 GMT -6
And so what do you make of that, gentlemen?
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Post by calithena on Sept 17, 2011 10:39:56 GMT -6
Blade gleaming, Soval starts carving his way forward with more gusto, if he can push through the ranks at any rate. Having seen Barald fall, he wants to fight to his side before the orcs wreak any more mischief. He will continue to keep an eye on Eohild and Largo as he goes, switching to defending the lady if her situation grows more dire.
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Post by sulldawga on Sept 17, 2011 12:02:43 GMT -6
His face a mask of fear, Largo will dip and slash, duck and stab, until the orc in front of him falls.
"Oh why did I ever leave the Shire?"
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Post by doctorx on Sept 17, 2011 13:29:09 GMT -6
Lómëluin closes with the Orc attacking Nat, hungry to see the filthy thing's black blood spill...
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Post by ehiker133 on Sept 17, 2011 19:29:10 GMT -6
Enraged by the severity of the wound received, Norin rushes forward in a rage - woe be the next orc who crosses his path!
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Post by coffee on Sept 18, 2011 0:32:00 GMT -6
Eremin will move on to the next available orc and kill it, too.
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Post by Mushgnome on Sept 18, 2011 13:25:37 GMT -6
Sili is angered by the violence (especially the grievous blow to Norin) and concentrates his attack against the biggest and strongest alpha-Orc within reach. "See what happens when you mess with the Dwarves, you fork-faced, penny-licking stink on legs? DO YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS???" By swinging his flail in wide arcs and absorbing their blows with his shield and armor, he hopes to push the Orcs back, away from the wounded.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 21, 2011 6:08:26 GMT -6
All alone in the Troll den with only an Orc for company Baraglin defends himself as best he is able. Baraglin [initiative 1d6; Baraglin=5, Orc=3] slashes his short sword at the enemy with Hobbit-speed [1d20=16] catching it off-guard and [1dd=3] giving it a serious cut for 3 hit points.
"Yoo wants to plaahy, eh?" hisses the Orc, as it closes in [1d20=15] and delivers a cruel blow of its own [2dd=2,2] injuring Master Banks a second time for 4 hit points (Baraglin now has 6 of 14 hit points).
Meanwhile, the melee outside is a clanging riot of hammer and sword blows upon shield and mail. Initiative is rolled [1d6; Soval=3,1, Nat=1, Beranger=5, Eohild=5, Largo=6, Eremin=5, Orcs=1].
Largo scampers aside and then stabs at his opponent with astonishing speed [1d20=17] and uncanny accuracy, puncturing the Orc through the gut for [1dd=2] 2 hit points, but it isn't slain.
Eremin simultaneously jumps at a fresh foe [1d20=9] gifting it a keen slash [1dd=4] across the neck for 4 hit points, but it too fights on.
Beranger, curses his choice of leaving his pole axe behind in favour of his crossbow, for his dagger is quick [1d20=3] but it lacks the reach he need in this fight. Eohild slashes wildly about her with sword gripped tightly in both mailed fists [1d20=7] but she cannot find the canny foe with such rash strokes. Soval wades through the chaos toward her, driving the foe ahead of him [1d20=5,2] but the Orcs fall back hastily from Orc Bane, giving him a wide berth now that the edge of his blade has been wetted on their black blood.
Nat hurls his flail about [1d20=8] but it only glances off a mailed shoulder as the Orcs now dive in to the counter-attack in a great barrage [1d20; vs Beranger=18, vs Nat=18, vs Soval=11, vs Eremin=7, vs Eohil=6,12]. Their bleak swords and cleavers hack and hew, clanging off blades and plate and mail, but alas! Beranger [2dd=2,4] is pierced by a cruel stroke for 4 hit points, and clatters to the ground as the Orcish blade is ripped free of his belly, and [2dd=3,4] Nat Pickthorn is struck hard by a mace for 4 hit points. Woe is you, Beranger is felled!
And obscured behind the mine car, an Orc most evil drives its black spear through Barald's neck as he lies helpless. The Old Boar of Mirkwood is slain!
But even as the battle is turned against you Lomeluin, Sili and Norin come roaring into the fray [1d20; Lomeluin=16, Sili=19,14, Norin=19] as a cavalry charge scattering children.
Lomeluin [2dd=5,1] delviers a fierce stroke of his bright sword for 5 hit points, but even this does not slay the great, evil Orc opposing Nat. But have no fear. Sili, Hero of Durin's Line, pummels the foe like thunder with his flail [2dd=5,5 and 1,2] smashing them apart with crushing hits of 13 and 5 hit points, and Norin likewise smashes an Orc skull with his warhammer for [3dd=6,4,1] 8 hit points.
Three Orcs are slain in an instant and the tide of battle is turned!
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 21, 2011 6:11:09 GMT -6
This is now the lay of the land:
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x Orc / Orc corpse $ Beacon
A Ardenbard a Largo B Barald... b Baraglin* E Eremin... e Elindir G ......... g Legandir H ......... h Hepti* L ......... l Lomeluin N Nat...... n Norin O Eohild... o R Beranger. r S Soval*... s Sili T ......... t Telthalion U ......... u Burmon* V ......... v
* Lantern/torch
Opposite the main fray, the remaining Orcs are already fleeing.
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Post by waysoftheearth on Sept 21, 2011 6:12:48 GMT -6
What now, gentlemen?
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Post by doctorx on Sept 21, 2011 7:17:13 GMT -6
"Fall back, Master Pickthorn! You have done enough!" Lómëluin says to the wounded Nat, pushing past him and leaping gracefully over the corpses of the fallen Orcs to close on the goblin attacking Largo.
Should the Orcs flee before he is able to close, he will switch back to his bow, leap up onto the mining cart and send arrows flying into their craven backs.
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Post by ehiker133 on Sept 21, 2011 7:18:16 GMT -6
Enraged with battle fury, Norin presses his attack against any orcs within range of his mighty warhammer.
"You shall befoul this place no more!"
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Post by coffee on Sept 21, 2011 13:00:05 GMT -6
Eremin will dispatch the one he faces and then see where else he may be of use.
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Post by sulldawga on Sept 21, 2011 19:34:13 GMT -6
Largo will continue to attack the Orc in front of him, in hopes that one of his wayward dagger thrusts will strike a vital organ or artery and spare him any further need to engage in melee. Yet he is beginning to be concerned about his fellow Hobbit's well-being.
"Oh, how I wish this nasty brute would fall! I must see where Master Banks has gotten off to."
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Post by heartless on Sept 22, 2011 5:13:43 GMT -6
Eohild will finish off the Orc next to her. Determined as ever now at the sight of brave Barald falling.
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