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by waysoftheearth » Wed Oct 12, 2011 10:25 pm
waysoftheearth wrote:
Soval's instincts serve him well.
Not a moment after his hand closes over the hilt of his sword, the shadows come alive!
(Surprise round...)
Soval's heart jumps as the sounds of the night are jarred by sudden squeals as he is unknowing beset by blackest enemy. Man-sized figures lurch at him, and he scarcely catches the glimmer deadly blades as they descend (3d20=20!, 5, 8).
Two of the attacks are turned upon his stout mail, but alas one of them strikes deep and true (4dd=3,4,4,4) for a grievous 12 hit points. The Orc breathes its foul breath right in his face as it leans on the blade driven into his breast.
Soval cries out as he flings the Orc off him by his last strength, its wicked knife still in him (Soval is reduced to 2 of 18 hit points).
Too late he espies that dozens of the Orcs are clambering down the mountain face into the valley!
[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]