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by waysoftheearth » Thu Sep 15, 2011 1:37 pm
waysoftheearth wrote:
The clamour of battle breaks upon the company as a tide upon rocks!
At the pointy end Eohild and Barald are immediately beset by uncountable enemy, rushing around them, past them, and right at them, stabbing and slashing viciously with weapons of bleak iron. The noise is staggering, the blows buffeting at them like hammers at anvils.
Barald has no pause to un-sling his woodsman's axe, just barely drawing his dagger in time to (1d20=15) thrust it into the first of the Orcs pouncing upon him (1dd=2) pricking it in the chest for 2 hit points as the Orc pack hammers at him without mercy (3d20=3,2,2)! But these Men of Mirkwood are made of tough stuff. The Old Boar, a black arrow in his back, negotiates a dozen hatchet blows and does not falter yet.
Simultaneously, Eohild finds herself with her back to the wall with two enemy jabbing at her as other rush past behind them. She manages to rip her sword free of its scabbard and give the Orcs pause enough for her to also shoulder her shield, and not a moment too soon as the Orcs drive home their advantage (2d20=16,12). Hard blows smash repeatedly at her Rohirim plate armour and Horse Lord's shield. The sign of the White Courser is dashed as her shield is splintered under the attack (Eohild sacrifices her shield rather than take a wound). (1d20=3) her counter is unbalanced and ineffective.
Meanwhile, Baraglin Banks slips away form the worst of it into the Troll den, but a sinewy Orc has sniffed him, and follows after...
Now Largo is hunking right down behind the mine cart, almost beneath Eremin, as he pulls out his untried Shire made dagger. A fine mess this is Harfoot, he tells himself -- now he'll find out whether Bungo Weatherbee's smithy arm was worth the coin he trusted to it...
Eremin, meanwhile, springs up to stab an Orc as it bounds recklessly off the back of the mine car and over the top of both of them as would a ravenous hyena. Now that (1d20=16) is a nasty surprise which ever way you judge it. Eremin jabs his sinuous blade into the unsuspecting Orc's soft parts from beneath (3dd(including backstab dice)=4,5,6) causing it to tumble squealing and cursing. It is sorely wounded but not finished, and now it has a fierce eye on Eremin!
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]