Stuck up Elf
08-25-2007, 12:20 AM
[The Ravelin]
Hardy creeping phlox covers the ravelin, making it look more like a flower garden than a redoubt. Eastwards, the ravelin pushes forward to overshadow the river's gentle arc. Steps of dark slate slash downward to the village, flanked by fragrant juniper bushes twisted by the constant wind. You also see the Stavio disk, the fiery red Archious disk, the Valicar disk, the Kathralynn disk, the granite Arkalm disk, the Curthieus disk, a dented silver coffer, a dented iron box and a stale almond tart.
Also here: Lieutenant Thissa, Curthieus, Lord Shonison, Lady Astrallea, Wyen, Dalzashel, Archious, Qio, Windermere, Kathralynn, Lord Menos, Arkalm, Lady Milque, Lord Pereus, Clagg, Lady Alisis, Lady Quessara, Lord Nouvard, Lord Stavio, Nautia, Tamarkk, Denrit, Kriztoffen, Sir Valicar, Drakam, Missoni, Lieutenant Atharin, Captain Frentilein
Obvious paths: north, south, down
A gnarled war-painted orc elder just arrived.
The orc elder waves his gnarled claw, tracing an odd rune in the air. The ground underneath the orc elder begins to crackle and you feel oddly restrained.
Dalzashel glances at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Speaking in Elven, Drakam exclaims, "Bah!"
You see a fairly typical war-painted orc elder.
It appears to be in good shape.
It has a dirty burgandy tunic (worn), a twisted staff and a beaten silver skullcap (worn).
Speaking in Elven, Drakam says, "Who sancted."
Milque says, "He did."
Frentilein points her etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
A gnarled war-painted orc elder plods through the countryside, his immense arm and leg muscles rippling with each wide step. An oversized, slavering lower jaw and two long, pointed, lower teeth give the elder a constant toothy sneer. The thick bones of his protruding forehead shade beady black eyes, and if there is any intelligence in those eyes, it is completely obscured by the war-painted orc elder's vicious malevolence. Short, coal black hair covers the creature's body and appendages, though in many places the hair is broken by long, deep scars.
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Speaking in Elven, Thissa asks, "Your orders, Captain?"
Speaking deeply in Elven to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Stavio says, "We come to see you cross thee lake or in it ."
Speaking quietly to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Qio asks, "Something to say?"
Speaking in Elven to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Clagg says, "It is time for you and your kind to leave."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Why must you meddle in my plans."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Plans or not, this is Vaalorian Soil and you will pay for what you have done."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "The Vaalor deserve what they have received. They deserved to be treated as they treat others."
Speaking to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Archious says, "Forget the others. Tell Me the secrets of your magic."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "I spent years planning this, and it was going so perfectly."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "I will not let you claim this place from me."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder exclaims, "I have worked too hard and too long to impress her! I will not let it end this way!"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "That's just flat out gross."
Speaking softly to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Kathralynn asks, "Impress who?"
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Yes, she will reward me well. I will become a lieutenant in her army..."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Tha fairest of fair... Nyvelise."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "There is so much you do not understand."
Speaking in Elven to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Frentilein says, "I understand that you will never leave the Ravelin alive, Orc."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "But I'm afraid you'll have to pay for this."
Shonison says, "If I remember that name correctly, it's not something Ta'Vaalor is going to be happy to hear. Or maybe they'll be really happy. It depends how you look at it."
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Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Destroy the orc."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "I can't let you leave, no. I'll have to kill each and everyone of you."
Thissa points her etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Be at peace my child, there is no need to fight here.
Drakam says, "Tell us all that you know and we'll let you die quickly."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Yes, this is how it must be."
The elder orc scrapes his claw across the ground, and the crackling fades--leaving you no longer restrained.
-Slow Motion Instant Replay-
Pereus swings a white ora falchion at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +365 vs DS: +539 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +48 = -89
A clean miss.
Tamarkk nocks a faewood arrow fletched with blue-grey heron feathers in his ruic composite bow.
Tamarkk fires an arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +467 vs DS: +525 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +35 = +12
A clean miss.
The arrow streaks off into the distance!
Frentilein swings a vaalin-swept etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +258 vs DS: +539 with AvD: +45 + d100 roll: +44 = -192
A clean miss.
Menos waves a flaming regal eonake jeddart-axe at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Fearsome streams of magical fire explode from the weapon, savagely immolating the elder!
... 40 points of damage!
Spray of acid reduces the forearm to gelatin.
The war-painted orc elder is stunned!
Atharin intones a phrase of elemental power while raising his hands...
Atharin gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Atharin unleashes a bolt of churning air at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +241 vs DS: +563 with AvD: +44 + d100 roll: +42 = -236
A clean miss.
Archious traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Archious gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
A gnarled war-painted orc elder blinks and appears distracted.
Drakam draws back on his recurve deringo bow and a straight glowbark arrow appears.
Drakam fires a straight glowbark arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +447 vs DS: +505 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +42 = +19
A clean miss.
Aenir traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Aenir channels at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +194 - TD: +383 + CvA: +20 + d100: +5 == -164
Warded off!
Valicar swings a well-balanced enruned crowbill at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +762 vs DS: +513 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +37 = +322
... and hits for 67 points of damage!
Glancing strike to the head!
The guiding force leaves Valicar.
Shonison appears to be focusing his thoughts while chanting softly...
Shonison gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Shonison concentrates intently on a gnarled war-painted orc elder, and a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward him!
CS: +467 - TD: +369 + CvA: +20 + d100: +14 == +132
Warding failed!
The war-painted orc elder shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
The war-painted orc elder is smashed for 49 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to abdomen looks painful!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to chest breaking ribs!
Hard to breathe!
Stavio swings a superior vultite greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +399 vs DS: +497 with AvD: +47 + d100 roll: +22 = -29
A clean miss.
Pereus swings a white ora falchion at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +365 vs DS: +497 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +89 = -6
A clean miss.
Kathralynn swings a golden vaalorn battlesword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +399 vs DS: +473 with AvD: +45 + d100 roll: +4 = -25
A clean miss.
Denrit removes a single silvery grey arrow from a bundle of silvery grey arrows.
Denrit nocks a silvery grey faewood arrow fletched with silver-veined feathers in his ruic long bow.
Denrit fires a faewood silvery grey arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +415 vs DS: +438 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +22 = +32
A clean miss.
The silvery grey arrow zips past its target to the ground.
Windermere's hands glow with power as she summons elemental energy to her command...
Windermere gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Windermere hurls a hissing stream of acid at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +251 vs DS: +503 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +7 = -207
A clean miss.
Milque gracefully pulls a mithril axe with wing-like blades extending from the wyvern-carved villswood haft from her fan.
A quick flick of Milque's wrist sends a mithril axe with wing-like blades extending from the wyvern-carved villswood haft into flight!
Milque throws a mithril axe at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +335 vs DS: +435 with AvD: +32 + d100 roll: +68 = +0
A clean miss.
Momentum carries a mithril axe with wing-like blades extending from the wyvern-carved villswood haft past a gnarled war-painted orc elder to land nearby.
Arkalm traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Dalzashel gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Cloudy wisps swirl about a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +262 - TD: +344 + CvA: +20 + d100: +54 == -8
Warded off!
The wisps dissipate harmlessly into the air.
Menos looks determined and focused.
In a breathtaking display of agility and combat mastery, Menos whirls in a fury of unrelenting strikes and ripostes!
Menos swings a flaming regal eonake jeddart-axe at a gnarled war-painted orc elder! A hit!
Quick slash to the war-painted orc elder's upper right arm!
Just a nick.
** The green flames surrounding the regal eonake jeddart-axe strike a gnarled war-painted orc elder with an agonizing burst! **
... 30 points of damage!
Acid dissolves the knee ligaments. The war-painted orc elder's tibia passes its femur in a very unpleasant manner!
It is knocked to the ground!
Arkalm gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +511 - TD: +396 + CvA: +20 + d100: +78 == +213
Warding failed!
Arkalm blasts a gnarled war-painted orc elder for 98 points of damage.
... 55 points of damage!
Left leg collapses as the bones turn to dust!
Qio swings a perfect mithril flail at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +338 vs DS: +394 with AvD: +48 + d100 roll: +56 = +48
A clean miss.
Nautia swings an oversized cutlass at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
Fumbling aimlessly, the war-painted orc elder manages to deflect the attack with its staff!
Drakam draws back on his recurve deringo bow and a straight glowbark arrow appears.
Drakam fires a straight glowbark arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +441 vs DS: +361 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +6 = +121
... and hits for 7 points of damage!
Minor strike under the left eye, that was close!
Clagg leaps from hiding to attack!
Clagg swings a perfect steel mattock at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
Unable to focus clearly, the war-painted orc elder blindly blocks the attack!
The orc elder waves his gnarled claw, and a flash of light surrounds him as his wounds fade into silver tendrils that become absorbed by the wood of his staff.
Riciddius traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Shonison appears to be focusing his thoughts while chanting softly...
Thissa swings a vaalin-swept etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +229 vs DS: +419 with AvD: +45 + d100 roll: +48 = -97
A clean miss.
Shonison gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Shonison concentrates intently on a gnarled war-painted orc elder, and a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward him!
CS: +467 - TD: +369 + CvA: +20 + d100: +38 == +156
Warding failed!
The war-painted orc elder shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
The war-painted orc elder is crushed for 65 points of damage!
... 50 points of damage!
Massive blow to chest collapses sternum!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to the war-painted orc elder's back causes it to cry out in pain!
Quessara appears to be focusing her thoughts while chanting softly...
Quessara gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Quessara concentrates intently on a gnarled war-painted orc elder, and a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward him!
CS: +100 - TD: +369 + CvA: +20 + d100: +61 == -188
Warded off!
Missoni traces a sign that contorts in the air while she forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Missoni gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +500 - TD: +383 + CvA: +20 + d100: +34 == +171
Warding failed!
The war-painted orc elder's right arm explodes!
The elder growls and grasps at his mangled right arm as his twisted staff falls to the ground.
Atharin's hands glow with power as he summons elemental energy to his command...
Atharin gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
The ground beneath a gnarled war-painted orc elder begins to boil violently!
Fiery debris explodes from the ground!
... 10 points of damage!
Blow to neck tears tissue.
... 30 points of damage!
Extreme heat causes a gnarled war-painted orc elder's left arm to expand and snap. That must hurt!
The ground then quickly cools.
Riciddius gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
A void rips open in the area, close enough for a gnarled war-painted orc elder to take serious notice of it.
Air blows past with no effect.
A number of items ranging from 2 to 21 feet from the void were picked up and sucked toward the blackness. The items did an accumulative damage of 31 as they caromed off a gnarled war-painted orc elder. The void disappears without further incident.
Windermere's hands glow with power as she summons elemental energy to her command...
Windermere gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Windermere hurls a hissing stream of acid at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +251 vs DS: +452 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +93 = -70
A clean miss.
Arkalm intones a phrase of elemental power while raising his hands...
Arkalm gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Arkalm hurls a large boulder at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +510 vs DS: +452 with AvD: +40 + d100 roll: +74 = +172
... and hits for 48 points of damage!
Strike glances off the chest.
Drakam gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Drakam gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath a gnarled war-painted orc elder! Several of the thorns jab into the elder!
... hits for 33 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Strike to wrist severs left hand!
... hits for 36 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Strike to left arm cleanly severs it at the shoulder!
... hits for 22 points of damage!
... 40 points of damage!
Strike to abdomen skewers the war-painted orc elder quite nicely!
A gnarled war-painted orc elder twitches one last time and dies.
A gnarled war-painted orc elder appears to become less distracted.
Kathralynn searches a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
The remains of a gnarled war-painted orc elder shrivel up until only a blackened shadow indicates anything was once there.
-Slow Motion Instant Replay-
Speaking in Elven, Pereus quietly says, "So much for him."
Crumpling to the ground, the war-painted orc elder's form begins to waver and ripple like a pond of inky black ichor. The visage of an orc elder slowly begins to dissolve and distort, the shadows parting and seeping into the ground beneath it. As the last drop of blackness slithers away, the form of an ebon-skinned dark elf with silver-white hair is revealed lying still on the ground.
A severed elder arm twitches slightly on the ground.
Frentilein glances at Zoduran.
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Bind him, Lieutenants."
Valicar asks, "The orc was a dark elf?"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein darkly says, "So it would seem."
Nautia says, "So tha' would explain th'advanced magic..."
Speaking in Elven, Quessara says, "It would explain a lot."
Thissa rushes towards Zoduran and moves to bind his arms.
Speaking in Elven, Atharin says, "He must be mad. Even a Faendryl would not associate with orcs."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Either way, he will be brought before the Keep and make answers there."
You see Zoduran Har'thuri Faendryl.
He is very tall and appears to be in the prime of life. He has deep-set, silver-streaked pale lilac eyes and ebon skin. He has shoulder length, straight silver-white hair worn loose except for a small plait that lingers below his right ear. He has an angular face and long, downswept pointed ears with thin tips.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a scarlet-banded silver lor staff capped with a cabochon helidor in his left hand.
He is wearing an onyx pendant inset with rubies strung on a gold chain, a floor-length storm grey velvet cloak with red-pipped lining, a thigh-length burgundy linen tunic edged in ebon threads, a waxed black leather pouch, a pair of dark linen breeches cinched with several carbuncle buttons, and some dusty suede calf boots.
[The Ravelin]
Hardy creeping phlox covers the ravelin, making it look more like a flower garden than a redoubt. Eastwards, the ravelin pushes forward to overshadow the river's gentle arc. Steps of dark slate slash downward to the village, flanked by fragrant juniper bushes twisted by the constant wind. You also see the Riciddius disk, a green sapphire, the Stavio disk, the fiery red Archious disk, the Kathralynn disk, the granite Arkalm disk, the Curthieus disk and a stale almond tart.
Also here: Riciddius, Lord Menos, Aenir, Zoduran who is lying down, Lieutenant Thissa, Curthieus, Lord Shonison, Lady Astrallea, Wyen, Dalzashel, Archious, Windermere, Kathralynn, Arkalm, Lady Milque, Lord Pereus, Clagg, Lady Alisis, Lady Quessara, Lord Nouvard, Lord Stavio, Nautia, Tamarkk, Denrit, Drakam, Missoni, Lieutenant Atharin, Captain Frentilein
Obvious paths: north, south, down
Zoduran blinks his eyes open.
Speaking angrily in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa exclaims, "Get up!"
Zoduran exclaims, "You've ruined everything!"
Speaking in Elven, Nouvard says, "We are Vaalor and we will always be victorious."
A soldier walks over and takes Zoduran's staff away from him and says, "Thank you."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Good, you will be held and brought before the Keep."
Speaking in Elven, Thissa says, "Thank you, soldier."
Zoduran says, "It took a long time blending in with these orcs... becoming one of them... becoming their leader..."
Speaking in Elven to Atharin, Frentilein asks, "Would you please move to Thissa's side and see that this ... person ... is returned to the Keep?"
You see Lieutenant Atharin.
He appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
He is average height and appears to be very young. He has piercing crystal blue eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, fine blonde hair. He has an angular face, a thin nose and narrow pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a golden wyvern-capped mahogany rune staff in his right hand.
He is wearing a golden wyvern-embossed medallion, a flowing layered scarlet robe with deep sleeves lined in gold, a set of dark crimson silk robes patterned with golden wyverns, a pair of deep crimson pants pipped with gold, and some polished leather boots.
Speaking to Zoduran, Valicar says, "You would think that a Faendryl would have greater aspirations than to lead a bunch of smelly orcs."
Zoduran says, "This will not be the last... Nyvelise will save me, you'll see."
Speaking in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa says, "No one is saving you now."
Speaking in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa says, "You have lost."
Zoduran says, "The Vaalor deserved what they got... how they treated me."
Speaking softly to Zoduran, Kathralynn asks, "Because you got your feelings hurt, you had to get your revenge by trying to take over Vaalor?"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein firmly says, "Enough."
Speaking in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa exclaims, "Quiet!"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein firmly says, "We have tolerated your blathering enough and slattered the curious ones thirst."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "You will be brought to the keep, now."
Zoduran says, "Your keep won't hold me."
Speaking in Elven, Atharin says, "It's always more fun when they struggle."
Speaking sharply in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa says, "Come on."
Thissa and Atharin grab Zoduran and drag him down.
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein asks, "Shall we return to town?"
Later....
[Ta'Vaalor, Victory Court]
An immense white marble fountain occupies the center of the court. Perched in its center, a towering statue of Kai stands, holding his sword aloft. His features have been painted onto the marble surface with pigments and artistry so lifelike, he appears ready to step from the fountain. You also see the fiery red Archious disk, the Cephas disk, the granite Arkalm disk, an ember-eyed fire wyrdling, a basket of rotting fruit and a city official.
Also here: Kathralynn, Lord Pereus, Clagg, Lady Alisis, Lady Quessara, Lord Nouvard, Lord Stavio, Nautia, Denrit, Drakam, Missoni, Riscca, Tamarkk, Windermere, Dalzashel, Wyen, Lord Shonison, Curthieus, Aenir, Lord Menos, Sir Valicar, Kriztoffen, Lady Milque, Captain Frentilein, Archious, Arkalm, Lady Astrallea, Breosaighit, Lady Ises, Cephas, Longesten, Arseni, Lieutenant Atharin, Lieutenant Thissa, Zerrun, Zoduran who is set in stocks
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Well."
A robed figure arrives.
The city official says, "Well, not a single question, huh, Zoduran? That'll be more time in the stocks for you!"
Nautia grins at Zoduran.
Zoduran struggles against the stock bindings.
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Looks as though the keep has decided for fun."
A robed figure leaves.
Shonison laughs!
Milque picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Zoduran exclaims, "I'll not answer your questions, foolish Vaalor!"
Valicar says, "Now that is amusing."
Clagg picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Aenir asks, "Can I get some haste?"
Valicar says, "I will leave it to you locals though to pelt him."
Aenir picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Kathralynn picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Nautia laughs with delight, her eyes full of merriment.
Aenir picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Zerrun picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Aenir picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Zoduran struggles for a bit in the stocks.
A city official sarcastically says, "What a way to top off my day. I just love watching miscreants in stocks."
-The End-
Fun night. Ravelin is open and safe. Hope you enjoyed.
Hardy creeping phlox covers the ravelin, making it look more like a flower garden than a redoubt. Eastwards, the ravelin pushes forward to overshadow the river's gentle arc. Steps of dark slate slash downward to the village, flanked by fragrant juniper bushes twisted by the constant wind. You also see the Stavio disk, the fiery red Archious disk, the Valicar disk, the Kathralynn disk, the granite Arkalm disk, the Curthieus disk, a dented silver coffer, a dented iron box and a stale almond tart.
Also here: Lieutenant Thissa, Curthieus, Lord Shonison, Lady Astrallea, Wyen, Dalzashel, Archious, Qio, Windermere, Kathralynn, Lord Menos, Arkalm, Lady Milque, Lord Pereus, Clagg, Lady Alisis, Lady Quessara, Lord Nouvard, Lord Stavio, Nautia, Tamarkk, Denrit, Kriztoffen, Sir Valicar, Drakam, Missoni, Lieutenant Atharin, Captain Frentilein
Obvious paths: north, south, down
A gnarled war-painted orc elder just arrived.
The orc elder waves his gnarled claw, tracing an odd rune in the air. The ground underneath the orc elder begins to crackle and you feel oddly restrained.
Dalzashel glances at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Speaking in Elven, Drakam exclaims, "Bah!"
You see a fairly typical war-painted orc elder.
It appears to be in good shape.
It has a dirty burgandy tunic (worn), a twisted staff and a beaten silver skullcap (worn).
Speaking in Elven, Drakam says, "Who sancted."
Milque says, "He did."
Frentilein points her etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
A gnarled war-painted orc elder plods through the countryside, his immense arm and leg muscles rippling with each wide step. An oversized, slavering lower jaw and two long, pointed, lower teeth give the elder a constant toothy sneer. The thick bones of his protruding forehead shade beady black eyes, and if there is any intelligence in those eyes, it is completely obscured by the war-painted orc elder's vicious malevolence. Short, coal black hair covers the creature's body and appendages, though in many places the hair is broken by long, deep scars.
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Speaking in Elven, Thissa asks, "Your orders, Captain?"
Speaking deeply in Elven to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Stavio says, "We come to see you cross thee lake or in it ."
Speaking quietly to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Qio asks, "Something to say?"
Speaking in Elven to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Clagg says, "It is time for you and your kind to leave."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Why must you meddle in my plans."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Plans or not, this is Vaalorian Soil and you will pay for what you have done."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "The Vaalor deserve what they have received. They deserved to be treated as they treat others."
Speaking to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Archious says, "Forget the others. Tell Me the secrets of your magic."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "I spent years planning this, and it was going so perfectly."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "I will not let you claim this place from me."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder exclaims, "I have worked too hard and too long to impress her! I will not let it end this way!"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "That's just flat out gross."
Speaking softly to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Kathralynn asks, "Impress who?"
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Yes, she will reward me well. I will become a lieutenant in her army..."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Tha fairest of fair... Nyvelise."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "There is so much you do not understand."
Speaking in Elven to a gnarled war-painted orc elder, Frentilein says, "I understand that you will never leave the Ravelin alive, Orc."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "But I'm afraid you'll have to pay for this."
Shonison says, "If I remember that name correctly, it's not something Ta'Vaalor is going to be happy to hear. Or maybe they'll be really happy. It depends how you look at it."
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Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Destroy the orc."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "I can't let you leave, no. I'll have to kill each and everyone of you."
Thissa points her etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Be at peace my child, there is no need to fight here.
Drakam says, "Tell us all that you know and we'll let you die quickly."
A gnarled war-painted orc elder says, "Yes, this is how it must be."
The elder orc scrapes his claw across the ground, and the crackling fades--leaving you no longer restrained.
-Slow Motion Instant Replay-
Pereus swings a white ora falchion at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +365 vs DS: +539 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +48 = -89
A clean miss.
Tamarkk nocks a faewood arrow fletched with blue-grey heron feathers in his ruic composite bow.
Tamarkk fires an arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +467 vs DS: +525 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +35 = +12
A clean miss.
The arrow streaks off into the distance!
Frentilein swings a vaalin-swept etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +258 vs DS: +539 with AvD: +45 + d100 roll: +44 = -192
A clean miss.
Menos waves a flaming regal eonake jeddart-axe at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Fearsome streams of magical fire explode from the weapon, savagely immolating the elder!
... 40 points of damage!
Spray of acid reduces the forearm to gelatin.
The war-painted orc elder is stunned!
Atharin intones a phrase of elemental power while raising his hands...
Atharin gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Atharin unleashes a bolt of churning air at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +241 vs DS: +563 with AvD: +44 + d100 roll: +42 = -236
A clean miss.
Archious traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Archious gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
A gnarled war-painted orc elder blinks and appears distracted.
Drakam draws back on his recurve deringo bow and a straight glowbark arrow appears.
Drakam fires a straight glowbark arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +447 vs DS: +505 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +42 = +19
A clean miss.
Aenir traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Aenir channels at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +194 - TD: +383 + CvA: +20 + d100: +5 == -164
Warded off!
Valicar swings a well-balanced enruned crowbill at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +762 vs DS: +513 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +37 = +322
... and hits for 67 points of damage!
Glancing strike to the head!
The guiding force leaves Valicar.
Shonison appears to be focusing his thoughts while chanting softly...
Shonison gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Shonison concentrates intently on a gnarled war-painted orc elder, and a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward him!
CS: +467 - TD: +369 + CvA: +20 + d100: +14 == +132
Warding failed!
The war-painted orc elder shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
The war-painted orc elder is smashed for 49 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to abdomen looks painful!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to chest breaking ribs!
Hard to breathe!
Stavio swings a superior vultite greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +399 vs DS: +497 with AvD: +47 + d100 roll: +22 = -29
A clean miss.
Pereus swings a white ora falchion at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +365 vs DS: +497 with AvD: +37 + d100 roll: +89 = -6
A clean miss.
Kathralynn swings a golden vaalorn battlesword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +399 vs DS: +473 with AvD: +45 + d100 roll: +4 = -25
A clean miss.
Denrit removes a single silvery grey arrow from a bundle of silvery grey arrows.
Denrit nocks a silvery grey faewood arrow fletched with silver-veined feathers in his ruic long bow.
Denrit fires a faewood silvery grey arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +415 vs DS: +438 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +22 = +32
A clean miss.
The silvery grey arrow zips past its target to the ground.
Windermere's hands glow with power as she summons elemental energy to her command...
Windermere gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Windermere hurls a hissing stream of acid at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +251 vs DS: +503 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +7 = -207
A clean miss.
Milque gracefully pulls a mithril axe with wing-like blades extending from the wyvern-carved villswood haft from her fan.
A quick flick of Milque's wrist sends a mithril axe with wing-like blades extending from the wyvern-carved villswood haft into flight!
Milque throws a mithril axe at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +335 vs DS: +435 with AvD: +32 + d100 roll: +68 = +0
A clean miss.
Momentum carries a mithril axe with wing-like blades extending from the wyvern-carved villswood haft past a gnarled war-painted orc elder to land nearby.
Arkalm traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Dalzashel gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Cloudy wisps swirl about a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +262 - TD: +344 + CvA: +20 + d100: +54 == -8
Warded off!
The wisps dissipate harmlessly into the air.
Menos looks determined and focused.
In a breathtaking display of agility and combat mastery, Menos whirls in a fury of unrelenting strikes and ripostes!
Menos swings a flaming regal eonake jeddart-axe at a gnarled war-painted orc elder! A hit!
Quick slash to the war-painted orc elder's upper right arm!
Just a nick.
** The green flames surrounding the regal eonake jeddart-axe strike a gnarled war-painted orc elder with an agonizing burst! **
... 30 points of damage!
Acid dissolves the knee ligaments. The war-painted orc elder's tibia passes its femur in a very unpleasant manner!
It is knocked to the ground!
Arkalm gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +511 - TD: +396 + CvA: +20 + d100: +78 == +213
Warding failed!
Arkalm blasts a gnarled war-painted orc elder for 98 points of damage.
... 55 points of damage!
Left leg collapses as the bones turn to dust!
Qio swings a perfect mithril flail at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +338 vs DS: +394 with AvD: +48 + d100 roll: +56 = +48
A clean miss.
Nautia swings an oversized cutlass at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
Fumbling aimlessly, the war-painted orc elder manages to deflect the attack with its staff!
Drakam draws back on his recurve deringo bow and a straight glowbark arrow appears.
Drakam fires a straight glowbark arrow at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +441 vs DS: +361 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +6 = +121
... and hits for 7 points of damage!
Minor strike under the left eye, that was close!
Clagg leaps from hiding to attack!
Clagg swings a perfect steel mattock at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
Unable to focus clearly, the war-painted orc elder blindly blocks the attack!
The orc elder waves his gnarled claw, and a flash of light surrounds him as his wounds fade into silver tendrils that become absorbed by the wood of his staff.
Riciddius traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Shonison appears to be focusing his thoughts while chanting softly...
Thissa swings a vaalin-swept etched mithglin greatsword at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +229 vs DS: +419 with AvD: +45 + d100 roll: +48 = -97
A clean miss.
Shonison gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Shonison concentrates intently on a gnarled war-painted orc elder, and a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward him!
CS: +467 - TD: +369 + CvA: +20 + d100: +38 == +156
Warding failed!
The war-painted orc elder shudders with sporadic convulsions as pearlescent ripples envelop his body.
The war-painted orc elder is crushed for 65 points of damage!
... 50 points of damage!
Massive blow to chest collapses sternum!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to the war-painted orc elder's back causes it to cry out in pain!
Quessara appears to be focusing her thoughts while chanting softly...
Quessara gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Quessara concentrates intently on a gnarled war-painted orc elder, and a pulse of pearlescent energy ripples toward him!
CS: +100 - TD: +369 + CvA: +20 + d100: +61 == -188
Warded off!
Missoni traces a sign that contorts in the air while she forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Missoni gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
CS: +500 - TD: +383 + CvA: +20 + d100: +34 == +171
Warding failed!
The war-painted orc elder's right arm explodes!
The elder growls and grasps at his mangled right arm as his twisted staff falls to the ground.
Atharin's hands glow with power as he summons elemental energy to his command...
Atharin gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
The ground beneath a gnarled war-painted orc elder begins to boil violently!
Fiery debris explodes from the ground!
... 10 points of damage!
Blow to neck tears tissue.
... 30 points of damage!
Extreme heat causes a gnarled war-painted orc elder's left arm to expand and snap. That must hurt!
The ground then quickly cools.
Riciddius gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
A void rips open in the area, close enough for a gnarled war-painted orc elder to take serious notice of it.
Air blows past with no effect.
A number of items ranging from 2 to 21 feet from the void were picked up and sucked toward the blackness. The items did an accumulative damage of 31 as they caromed off a gnarled war-painted orc elder. The void disappears without further incident.
Windermere's hands glow with power as she summons elemental energy to her command...
Windermere gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Windermere hurls a hissing stream of acid at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +251 vs DS: +452 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +93 = -70
A clean miss.
Arkalm intones a phrase of elemental power while raising his hands...
Arkalm gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Arkalm hurls a large boulder at a gnarled war-painted orc elder!
AS: +510 vs DS: +452 with AvD: +40 + d100 roll: +74 = +172
... and hits for 48 points of damage!
Strike glances off the chest.
Drakam gestures while summoning the spirits of nature to his aid...
Drakam gestures at a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
Dozens of long thorns suddenly grow out from the ground underneath a gnarled war-painted orc elder! Several of the thorns jab into the elder!
... hits for 33 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Strike to wrist severs left hand!
... hits for 36 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Strike to left arm cleanly severs it at the shoulder!
... hits for 22 points of damage!
... 40 points of damage!
Strike to abdomen skewers the war-painted orc elder quite nicely!
A gnarled war-painted orc elder twitches one last time and dies.
A gnarled war-painted orc elder appears to become less distracted.
Kathralynn searches a gnarled war-painted orc elder.
The remains of a gnarled war-painted orc elder shrivel up until only a blackened shadow indicates anything was once there.
-Slow Motion Instant Replay-
Speaking in Elven, Pereus quietly says, "So much for him."
Crumpling to the ground, the war-painted orc elder's form begins to waver and ripple like a pond of inky black ichor. The visage of an orc elder slowly begins to dissolve and distort, the shadows parting and seeping into the ground beneath it. As the last drop of blackness slithers away, the form of an ebon-skinned dark elf with silver-white hair is revealed lying still on the ground.
A severed elder arm twitches slightly on the ground.
Frentilein glances at Zoduran.
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Bind him, Lieutenants."
Valicar asks, "The orc was a dark elf?"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein darkly says, "So it would seem."
Nautia says, "So tha' would explain th'advanced magic..."
Speaking in Elven, Quessara says, "It would explain a lot."
Thissa rushes towards Zoduran and moves to bind his arms.
Speaking in Elven, Atharin says, "He must be mad. Even a Faendryl would not associate with orcs."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Either way, he will be brought before the Keep and make answers there."
You see Zoduran Har'thuri Faendryl.
He is very tall and appears to be in the prime of life. He has deep-set, silver-streaked pale lilac eyes and ebon skin. He has shoulder length, straight silver-white hair worn loose except for a small plait that lingers below his right ear. He has an angular face and long, downswept pointed ears with thin tips.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a scarlet-banded silver lor staff capped with a cabochon helidor in his left hand.
He is wearing an onyx pendant inset with rubies strung on a gold chain, a floor-length storm grey velvet cloak with red-pipped lining, a thigh-length burgundy linen tunic edged in ebon threads, a waxed black leather pouch, a pair of dark linen breeches cinched with several carbuncle buttons, and some dusty suede calf boots.
[The Ravelin]
Hardy creeping phlox covers the ravelin, making it look more like a flower garden than a redoubt. Eastwards, the ravelin pushes forward to overshadow the river's gentle arc. Steps of dark slate slash downward to the village, flanked by fragrant juniper bushes twisted by the constant wind. You also see the Riciddius disk, a green sapphire, the Stavio disk, the fiery red Archious disk, the Kathralynn disk, the granite Arkalm disk, the Curthieus disk and a stale almond tart.
Also here: Riciddius, Lord Menos, Aenir, Zoduran who is lying down, Lieutenant Thissa, Curthieus, Lord Shonison, Lady Astrallea, Wyen, Dalzashel, Archious, Windermere, Kathralynn, Arkalm, Lady Milque, Lord Pereus, Clagg, Lady Alisis, Lady Quessara, Lord Nouvard, Lord Stavio, Nautia, Tamarkk, Denrit, Drakam, Missoni, Lieutenant Atharin, Captain Frentilein
Obvious paths: north, south, down
Zoduran blinks his eyes open.
Speaking angrily in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa exclaims, "Get up!"
Zoduran exclaims, "You've ruined everything!"
Speaking in Elven, Nouvard says, "We are Vaalor and we will always be victorious."
A soldier walks over and takes Zoduran's staff away from him and says, "Thank you."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Good, you will be held and brought before the Keep."
Speaking in Elven, Thissa says, "Thank you, soldier."
Zoduran says, "It took a long time blending in with these orcs... becoming one of them... becoming their leader..."
Speaking in Elven to Atharin, Frentilein asks, "Would you please move to Thissa's side and see that this ... person ... is returned to the Keep?"
You see Lieutenant Atharin.
He appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
He is average height and appears to be very young. He has piercing crystal blue eyes and fair skin. He has shoulder length, fine blonde hair. He has an angular face, a thin nose and narrow pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a golden wyvern-capped mahogany rune staff in his right hand.
He is wearing a golden wyvern-embossed medallion, a flowing layered scarlet robe with deep sleeves lined in gold, a set of dark crimson silk robes patterned with golden wyverns, a pair of deep crimson pants pipped with gold, and some polished leather boots.
Speaking to Zoduran, Valicar says, "You would think that a Faendryl would have greater aspirations than to lead a bunch of smelly orcs."
Zoduran says, "This will not be the last... Nyvelise will save me, you'll see."
Speaking in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa says, "No one is saving you now."
Speaking in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa says, "You have lost."
Zoduran says, "The Vaalor deserved what they got... how they treated me."
Speaking softly to Zoduran, Kathralynn asks, "Because you got your feelings hurt, you had to get your revenge by trying to take over Vaalor?"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein firmly says, "Enough."
Speaking in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa exclaims, "Quiet!"
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein firmly says, "We have tolerated your blathering enough and slattered the curious ones thirst."
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "You will be brought to the keep, now."
Zoduran says, "Your keep won't hold me."
Speaking in Elven, Atharin says, "It's always more fun when they struggle."
Speaking sharply in Elven to Zoduran, Thissa says, "Come on."
Thissa and Atharin grab Zoduran and drag him down.
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein asks, "Shall we return to town?"
Later....
[Ta'Vaalor, Victory Court]
An immense white marble fountain occupies the center of the court. Perched in its center, a towering statue of Kai stands, holding his sword aloft. His features have been painted onto the marble surface with pigments and artistry so lifelike, he appears ready to step from the fountain. You also see the fiery red Archious disk, the Cephas disk, the granite Arkalm disk, an ember-eyed fire wyrdling, a basket of rotting fruit and a city official.
Also here: Kathralynn, Lord Pereus, Clagg, Lady Alisis, Lady Quessara, Lord Nouvard, Lord Stavio, Nautia, Denrit, Drakam, Missoni, Riscca, Tamarkk, Windermere, Dalzashel, Wyen, Lord Shonison, Curthieus, Aenir, Lord Menos, Sir Valicar, Kriztoffen, Lady Milque, Captain Frentilein, Archious, Arkalm, Lady Astrallea, Breosaighit, Lady Ises, Cephas, Longesten, Arseni, Lieutenant Atharin, Lieutenant Thissa, Zerrun, Zoduran who is set in stocks
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Well."
A robed figure arrives.
The city official says, "Well, not a single question, huh, Zoduran? That'll be more time in the stocks for you!"
Nautia grins at Zoduran.
Zoduran struggles against the stock bindings.
Speaking in Elven, Frentilein says, "Looks as though the keep has decided for fun."
A robed figure leaves.
Shonison laughs!
Milque picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Zoduran exclaims, "I'll not answer your questions, foolish Vaalor!"
Valicar says, "Now that is amusing."
Clagg picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Aenir asks, "Can I get some haste?"
Valicar says, "I will leave it to you locals though to pelt him."
Aenir picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Kathralynn picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Nautia laughs with delight, her eyes full of merriment.
Aenir picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Zerrun picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Aenir picks up a piece of rotting fruit and tosses it right at Zoduran! It explodes as it hits Zoduran in the face!
Zoduran struggles for a bit in the stocks.
A city official sarcastically says, "What a way to top off my day. I just love watching miscreants in stocks."
-The End-
Fun night. Ravelin is open and safe. Hope you enjoyed.