Emails in Answer to Turn 54
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Thursday, December 17, 1998 11:51 AM
Subject: questions before the turn
>
> Thanks for the trust about Aryus.
>
> First of all, it thinks are looking badly for Mendi, but as far as I know,
> he can act if the scrab doesn't use a psionic power before he does
> anything, right ?
>
>
> Concerning Aryus, I'm not sure I understood well your note about the
> spells:
>
> Did he use all of his clerical spells ? I did not find any spell with an
> asterisk...
>
> If there are any spells from Air, Fire, Water and Earth, can you quickly
> describe them ? (I don't have the supplement, sorry ! I'm sure a quick
> description will suffice, however).
>
> Concerning the wizard spells, there was an asterisk before Magic Missile,
> Feather Fall, and Cerulean Shock, but Cerulean Shock and Eye of the Storm
> were highlighted... so what spells are actually memorized and not cast.
> Concerning the latter two, I don't have defilers and preservers at hand, so
> could you summarily describe them. I'll have a look in the book tonight,
> but if you answer quickly I'll be able to tell you what Aryus does today...
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Thursday, December 17, 1998 12:07 PM
Subject: Another question
>
> I forgot something in my questions:
>
> Phased characters are not affected by physical attacks and elemental attack
> spells, but can he cast an elemental attack (like cerulean grasp if this
> works like shocking grasp) ? or magic missiles ?
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Thursday, December 17, 1998 12:36 PM
Subject: Mendi, turn 55
>
>
>
> Round 1:
> Rayne looked at Mendi with shock: the elf was clawing at his own face,
> tearing his hairs, and yelling in utter terror: "The beetles, they are
> inside me... Rayne ! Protect me !" In the mindscape, the bright scrab's
> figure was bent over the elf's now dull form, which shrinked and soon
> looked like a young, frightened, elven boy who tried desperately to hide
> behind his arm. Gigantic mandibles twitched in front of the elf's face
> when, in the real, physical world, Mendi fell on the floor, and curled into
> a fetal ball, sobbing loudly and yelling in a very chilld-like voice: "he's
> raping my soul RAYYYNEEE ! HEELLLPPP ! HEEEELLPPPP...."
>
> *Note to Fabian*: I honestly think that Mendi is utterly unable to do
> anything during the first round, unless you rule it otherwise. This is
> probably the first time his mind is cracked open and raped by a creature
> that intends to use him as fodder...
>
> Round 2, if Rayne was able to distract the scarab, either by attacking him
> psionically or physically (plus some sooothing or encouraging words) :
>
> In the silt sea of fear and anguish that was Mendi' mind, the elf perceived
> the mul's word as an oasis of quiet and happiness. Mendi's mind tried to
> grasp the life-line he perceived behind those words. Mendi desperately
> tried to close his mind, but he wasn't able to do it yet, though he sensed
> that he was progressing towards this end.
>
> If the scrab didn't use any further power like domination or awe, or if
> Mendi is able to act before him:
>
> The elf abruptly stood, a scowl of rage and hate on the face, a cold fury
> in his eyes. Mendi drew his scimitar with fluid grace, a snarl on his lips
> and a primal growl coming from his breast. The amiable pedlar had
> disappeared, the elf looked like a savage Death, and perhaps the scrab
> perceived the vague of hatred that emanated from Mendi, for he couldn't
> help but take some steps back when he saw the elf join the muscular mul.
> Mendi held his scimitar in an obviously skilled way, and was soon feinting
> and poking, trying to find an opening in the scrab's evasive manoeuvers,
> while the mul also pressed it.
>
> Hit: Mendi was quick, very quick, and he was also nimble. Though his style
> was not as gracefull as Elric's, he spin a deadly obsidian web in front of
> him, and nimbly exploited a heavy side-step the scab made in an effort to
> evade Rayne's tortoise blade. The obsidian blade punctured the scrab's
> chitin, and Mendi made a toring movement to extract it, whike greenish
> ichor escaped the wound. "YEeeeee'Yeaaaa'Yeeeaaaaaa !" yelled the elf, a
> battle cry not unlike its savage nomadic kin.
>
> Miss: Despite all of Mendi's efforts to exploit's the stream of faint and
> attacks also coming from Rayne, Mendi was not able to find an opening. His
> scimitar grazed the chitin once or twice, but Mendi couldn't put enough
> strength in the strike to make any difference.
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Thursday, December 17, 1998 1:31 PM
Subject: RE: questions before the turn
>
>
>
>
> Poor Fabian ! Never again allow me to answer questions !
>
> OK, I will try to answer everything.
> >First of all, it thinks are looking badly for Mendi, but as far as I know,
> >he can act if the scrab doesn't use a psionic power before he does
> >anything, right ?
> Yes and no. If the scrab uses a power like Id Insinuation (where you are
> helpless) then Mendi could only act if he got his attack before the scrab.
> If the scrab uses a power to do damage (Psionic Blast) then it doesn't
> matter who goes first since if you attack physically then you have no
> concentration to be broken: You, however, can thwart the scrab's attack
> should you strike first since the scrab does need concentration for his
> psionic attack.
>
> * Look, I chose not to act during round 1, unless you rule it otherwise.
> This is not exactly sticking to the rules, but I thought it was a good
> role-playing option. And it should flow well in the recap... Give me some
> feedback if you disagree.
>
> SPELLS
> Clerical, he can cast 6 1st and 5 2nd.
> The ones listed are the ones he has memorized (the asterisk does not apply
> here, sorry) He can choose from anywhere within his spheres. To make things
> easier, I will let you rechoose them.
>
> Magic, he can cast 2 1st and 1 2nd
> The thing is that he can only choose from the ones he has in his spell
> book.
> Again, I will let you rechoose for him today since he hasn't cast anything.
>
>
> * In both cases, I prefer to keep things the way they are.
>
> * The casting time of Curse of Tongues appears to be 4, but four what ?
> Segments ? I'd like to know if Aryus is able to cast it quickly enought to
> cast another spell during round 2 (the fact that I've not re-read AD&D
> rules for years is showing...) Say Cerulean shock ?
>
>
> I am attaching a file (sent by Rive) on the two highlighted spells.
>
> * Thanks. Don't you have preservers and defilers ?
>
>
> >Phased characters are not affected by physical attacks and elemental
> attack
> >spells, but can he cast an elemental attack (like cerulean grasp if this
> >works like shocking grasp) ? or magic missiles ?
> Phased characters can only attack with psionics, no physical and no spells
> are possible.
> * Understood. Thanks.
----- Original Message -----
From: Fabian
Sent: Thursday, December 17, 1998 12:31 PM
Subject: RE: questions before the turn
> OK, I will try to answer everything.
>
> >First of all, it thinks are looking badly for Mendi, but as far as I know,
> >he can act if the scrab doesn't use a psionic power before he does
> >anything, right ?
>
> Yes and no. If the scrab uses a power like Id Insinuation (where you are
> helpless) then Mendi could only act if he got his attack before the scrab.
> If the scrab uses a power to do damage (Psionic Blast) then it doesn't
> matter who goes first since if you attack physically then you have no
> concentration to be broken: You, however, can thwart the scrab's attack
> should you strike first since the scrab does need concentration for his
> psionic attack.
>
> SPELLS
>
> Clerical, he can cast 6 1st and 5 2nd.
> The ones listed are the ones he has memorized (the asterisk does not apply
> here, sorry) He can choose from anywhere within his spheres. To make things
> easier, I will let you rechoose them.
>
> Magic, he can cast 2 1st and 1 2nd
> The thing is that he can only choose from the ones he has in his spell book.
> Again, I will let you rechoose for him today since he hasn't cast anything.
>
> I am attaching a file (sent by Rive) on the two highlighted spells.
>
> >Do you think I can ask Rive about Aryus' priorities among the characters
> >(in terms of healing, protection, etc.) ?
>
> You may want to try but I can't guarantee anything since he was busy.
>
> >He seems to go well along with Elric, but apart from that, I'm a little
> >confused. I understand that this has to do with the shock of recently
> >loosing the one person he held dear, but I could use some more details.
>
> I am also confused :). He really hasn't developed his character much at all
> so it's kind of tough to say
>
> >Phased characters are not affected by physical attacks and elemental attack
> >spells, but can he cast an elemental attack (like cerulean grasp if this
> >works like shocking grasp) ? or magic missiles ?
>
> Phased characters can only attack with psionics, no physical and no spells
> are possible.
>
> Get back to me with any other questions.
>
>
> L8r,
>
>
> Fabian
> Read the Turns!!! DS PbeM "Tyr and Beyond"
>
----- Original Message -----
From: Fabian Benavente
Sent: Thursday, December 17, 1998 2:26 PM
Subject: RE: questions before the turn
> >* Look, I chose not to act during round 1, unless you rule it otherwise.
> >This is not exactly sticking to the rules, but I thought it was a good
> >role-playing option. And it should flow well in the recap... Give me some
> >feedback if you disagree.
>
>
> I think it was a good roleplaying decision as well and it will flow well
> with the turn.
>
> >* In both cases, I prefer to keep things the way they are.
>
>
> OK, no problem. You can rememorize different ones tomorrow if you so wish.
>
> >* The casting time of Curse of Tongues appears to be 4, but four what ?
> >Segments ? I'd like to know if Aryus is able to cast it quickly enought to
> >cast another spell during round 2 (the fact that I've not re-read AD&D
> >rules for years is showing...) Say Cerulean shock ?
>
>
> It is 4 segments and he can cast another spell in round 2. Just a reminder
> since you do it well for Mendi, try and be creative with spell casting as
> you are with psionics (gathering energy, spell effects, etc.)
>
> >* Thanks. Don't you have preservers and defilers ?
>
>
> I do not but a friend was going to get it for me. I am going to my parent's
> in Uruguay fior the holidays next week and hopefully will have it by then.
>
> L8r,
>
> Fabian
> Read the Turns!!! DS PbeM "Tyr and Beyond"
>
----- Original Message -----
From: Matthew Nippert
Sent: Friday, December 18, 1998 5:47 AM
Subject: Tak' Turn 54
> OOC: Bah. Hotmails buggering up again. Some of you may have recieved
> this email many times over - but then again not at all.
>
> ROUND 1:
>
> Glancing quickly to see how his companions were doing, Tak' was both
> relieved and dismayed. The enemy were outnumbered, and 3 already lay
> dead.
>
> Unfortunately, Mendi lay in a screaming heap, and Ptellac and Chit-Zik
> were encased in some sticky gunk. Worse - the Scrab leader had pillaged
> the lifeforce of Gaea to manage such a feat.
>
> "Koreth!" Tak' called, already rolling away - beneath snapping jaws and
> the errant backswing of the noble warriors sword, "I'm going to cover
> Chit and Ptellac!"
>
> Coming to his feet only a few paces away, Tak' had little ground to
> cover before he reached his target. Both daggers held well forward,
> Tak' built up his momentum, planning to have a scappy fight - getting as
> close as he could to prevent the Scrab from wrecking any more damage
> with his magicks.
>
> [Attack with both Daggers]
>
> HIT
>
> 1: Bone struck chitin in a loud crack, and one of the chitin plates of
> the leader cracked as a dagger was forcefully thrust into it. Not a
> fatal injury - but a painful one that would impede the defilers
> movements somewhat.
>
> 2: The life-dagger again struck - slashing neatly across the
> less-armoured throat of the insectman. Only a reflex-jerk of the Scrab
> prevented the wound from ending its life. Still, black ichor ran freely
> from the wound.
>
> MISS
>
> 1: The clack of chitin on bone was audible - but this time chiton won.
> The dagger struck loudly and skittered off without doing any serious
> harm.
>
> 2: The scrab - its eyes bulbous, and Tak' was sure he could see fear in
> them somehow - moved with an unexpected speed. Tak's lunge fell short
> and the nimble halfling was forced to advance to press home his attack
> later when the opportunity presented itself.
>
> Smiling grimly, Tak' kept moving, staying as close as he could while
> still keeping out of the iron-grip of its pincers.
>
> MISS
>
> ROUND 2:
>
> Moving quickly and without subtlety, Tak' preferred the ferocious
> approach to the graceful in this particular situation. The defiler he
> face could both destroy more of the foliage surrounding the area - as
> well as channelling that energy into destructive and deadly spells.
> Tak' could not afford to give his opponent that chance.
>
> [Attack with 2 Daggers]
>
> Leaping towards the Scrab, both daggers raised to plunge deep into its
> abdomen
>
> HIT:
>
> 1: Tak's sloth-sooth dagger hit home, withdrawn as quick as flash - the
> blade slick with black ichor.
>
> 2: The life dagger snakes past the Scrabs defences, striking between
> two chitin plates. The blade cuts a long, bloody line in the soft body
> of the insectman.
>
> MISS:
>
> A bit over-enthusiastic, Tak' is surprised when his wild leap is
> countered by an equally unexpected advance by the scrab
>
> 1: The sloth-tooth dagger presses against the Scrab - but Tak' has not
> room to apply any force or pressure, and thus it skitters harmlessly off
> the defiler.
>
> 2: The life dagger is deflected by one of the scrabs pincers - which
> swings upwards to parry the halflings attacks.
>
> Tak'Nak'Raq
> aka Matthew Nippert
>
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----- Original Message -----
From: John C.E. Bardwell
Sent: Thursday, December 17, 1998 6:32 PM
Subject: Elric Turn 54
> OOC - Nice pickup there Vincent, would hate to have all of our healers
> missing in action. Oh and sorry about this one Matt, I know Tak is going for
> the lead scrab too and it would be better to help elsewhere but Elric's
> feelings leave little choice in this one.
>
> Elric turns back to his companions. "What? I thought for certain that
> the rest of these things would be dead by now." The warlock's grin fades as
> his eyes turn hard as stone, his voice little more than a whisper carries
> the full force of his hatred. "Defiler!" The gray ash surrounding the lead
> scrab left no doubt.
>
> The stakes of this battle had suddenly been risen in Elric's eyes. To
> face death had become a familiar event in his life, yet this was to face the
> destruction of all. "You will die defiler of life, you will die soon" His
> words scarcely from his lips the warlock charges the lead scrab. (Dm: Note
> Running Prof. Top Speed)
>
> Elric's feet dig into the ground as he shoots across the distance
> between himself and the lead scrab. Before he reaches the sticky area
> binding Chit and Ptellac, Elric leaps into the air with are roar of pure
> rage. Pouncing like a hunting tagster the warlock strikes. The Bone sword
> blurs through the air in a viscous thrust into the scrab's face.
>
> - Hit -
> The scrab looks up at the approaching warlock, but it is to late. The
> bone sword lands hard into the scrab's upper segments.
>
> - Miss -
> The scrab deftly dodges with its upper segment with incredible speed.
> The bone sword passes through the space just occupied by the scrab.
>
> Using all his gained momentum Elric swing Tempest with a fury. The rage
> within him burns unchained as Elric drives Tempest deep within the scrab.
> "Fill my righteous fury and be gone into the depths of Hell!" Giving Tempest
> a powerful twist, the warlock rips it from the scrab. When the scrab begins
> to slump down Elric leaps lightly to the ground. Balance maintained he
> whirls back into the scrab, leading with his deadly blades.
>
>
> - Rnd 2 -
> [If the defiler scrab is not dead Elric will continue to attack it
> until it is dead, or he is. Otherwise he will aid Gaigin]
>
> Elric steps in with his bone sword leading in another thrust. At the
> last moment he sends the bone sword wide. Completing the faint the warlock
> brings Tempest around in a downward thrust.
>
> - Hit -
> The strength of the Tempest proves itself once again as it cuts through
> the scrabs hard scales.
>
> - Miss -
> The faint was beautifully executed to perfection, almost. The second
> thrust was to shallow and rebounds of the scrab's dense scales, finding no
> purchase.
----- Original Message -----
From: Vincent Roiron
Sent: Friday, December 18, 1998 6:36 AM
Subject: Aryus, turn 54
>
>
> Hello all. I'm temporarily taking Aryus over, since Rive is currently
> overburdened. I'll try stick to what Rive had in mind, so that he can
> recover him smoothly when he comes back.
>
> Fabian, let me know if I made something I shouldn't or if I made a mistake,
> I'm not that used with spell casters in AD&D.
>
>
> Aryus felt a moment of panic when he saw that the halfling hunter was gone.
> He knew that his defenses wouldn't be able to keep the scrab out of his
> mind for long. At the same time, the leader appeared to be the most
> dangerous foe: Chit and Ptellac were bound by a magically summoned web, and
> Aryus was quite sure that Gaigin was going to also suffer from the
> defiler's magic. Aryus' choice was quickly made: he had to do something
> about the leader, whose defiling magic had rendered him nauseating.
> "Koreth, cover me !"
>
> Round 1:
> Aryus thought of the winds of the north, and those winds reminded him of
> the great cliffs that he had seen during his travels to the southern lands.
> Suddenly, those cliffs looked like a good protection against the puny
> scarab in front of him, even though the scarab was four times as tall as in
> the real life. In the mindscape, Aryus summoned and shaped the image of
> those great cliffs, and his faintly-glowing mental figure soon disappeared,
> hidden by the cliffs (Tower of iron will). This done, Aryus summoned the
> great powers of the northern winds, and, while a faint breeze blew around
> him, filling his cerulean cloak, he took a small piece of cloth from his
> pocket, and quickly rolled it in a ball (Fabian, what is the real material
> component of Curse of Tongues ?), while saying: "Arma cedant togae !" A
> gust of wind envelops the scrab leader, who suddenly finds himself unable
> to speak, and is stopped in the middle of a new defiling incantation.
>
> (Note: if Aryus has not enough PSP left to raise Tower of Iron Will, he
> will use Mind Blank instead: In the mindscape, a forest not unlike the one
> the companions had crossed some days ago appeared. Aryus' mental figure ran
> towards the forest, where it quickly found a place to hide. Though the
> defence was crude, Aryus hoped it would hamper the scrab's attacks.)
>
> Round 2:
> If the scrab that attacks Aryus is still alive, and if Aryus has enough PSP
> left, he will maintain his cliff construct (Tower of Iron Will):
> Aryus once more hid behind the great cliffs of the north. The scrab was
> pulled and pushed by gusts of winds, and found it hard to look for the
> faintly glowing figure of the windmage.
> Otherwise, he will once more try to raise Mindblank:
> Aryus felt too weak to raise a strong defence, so he had to rely on a
> cruder defence. He shaped an illusory forest in the mindscape, and quickly
> hid in its deepest parts.
>
> If the leader is still alive, but Gaigin and Tak don't appear to fare well:
> The evil defiler was still there. Ignoring most of what happened around
> him, Aryus summoned gently what energy he could from the moss and scarce
> herb crops that could be found in the area. He smiled in relief when he
> felt the familiar flow of magical energy, and began strange gestures, while
> yelling "In augusta per angusta !"... glowing missiles appeared in front of
> the wind mage, and soon closed the distance between him and the disgusting
> scrab leader, piercing holes in its chitinous carapace.
>
> If the Gaigin and Tak have obviously the upper hand:
> Aryus had a look at the fight in Gaigin and Tak's quarter. Things were
> obviously going well, while the scrab in front of him was still pounding at
> his mental defese. Aryus concentrated to collect what energy he could find
> in the surrounding moss an scarece herb crops (... subsitute the scrab that
> mentally attacks Aryus for the leader, and use what is written above).
>
>
>
>
>
>
> Note: the latin citations are genuine, but totaly out of context.
----- Original Message -----
From: Trevor Sanders
Sent: Friday, December 18, 1998 2:26 PM
Subject: Koreth: Turn 54
> Hearing many shouts for his aid, Koreth grinned at the scrab before him.
> He gripped his blade tightly in both of his hands, regretting the loss
> of his shield. He thrust his sword several times at the scrab, feinting
> attacks to keep it's attention on him.
>
> In the mindscape, the ground around Koreth shook. Walls of dusty brown
> stone began to rise up all around the noble warrior as he flexed his
> will. Higher and higher the walls rose, until a massive tower had
> enveloped Koreth's form. (Put up Tower of Iron Will)
>
> Fail:
> The walls of his mental tower had grown too high, he had been
> overconfident in his abilities and now cracks of doubt began to ruin
> it's foundation. The cracks began to widen, as did Koreth's doubt. The
> walls shuddered, dust flying as they collapsed and left Koreth's form
> unprotected on the mindscape.
>
> Letting loose a terrible dwarven war cry, Koreth lashes out at the
> scrab. His sword whistles through the air, glinting in the harsh light
> of the sun. The scrab is quick to react, and tries to dodge as the
> sword arcs towards it.
>
> Hit:
> The scrab's desparate leap was in vain, Koreth's blade crunches into the
> chitin of it's chest. The scrab is bebt over from the force of the
> blow. Greenish ichor splatters across the rocks about the it, sizzling
> as it lands. Koreth grins, his blade held before him.
>
> Miss:
> The scrab's leap takes it out of the deadly arc of Koreth's blade. It
> lands on a boulder behind it. It's pincers clack angrily as it prepares
> to lunge at the noble warrior.
>
> Next Round:
>
> Koreth hoped his companions were faring well, he had no time to look.
> The scrab lunged at him, it's pincers held out before it. Koreth barely
> had time to dodge, he felt the wind from the scrab's passing on his
> side. Bringing his sword to bear on the scrab, it lunged at him again.
> This time, Koreth was ready. He thrust his blade as hard as he could as
> the scrab came down on him.
>
> Hit:
> His blade sank deep into the scrab, sliding between two chitin plates.
> The scrab screetced eerily as it impaled itself, twitching as it's own
> momentum forced the blade deeper and deeper. Koreth pulled out his
> blade, green ichor spilling like a fountain on the hot sand and rocks.
> It sizzled, boiling in the heat of the sun. His blade once again before
> him, Koreth glanced towards his companions to see how they fared.
>
> Miss:
> His blade skittered off the chitin of the scrab, and it smashed into
> him. The blow kocked the wind out of his lungs, but he managed to twist
> himself so that the scrab could not take him down. The scrab turned to
> face him again, it's pincers clacking as Koreth brought his sword into
> position.
>
> Attack 2:
> "Kank dung!" Koreth cursed "Die you overgrown beetle!" The scrab looked
> at him, confusion in it's multifaceted eyes. His sword arced high above
> his head as he brough it down with all his strength
>
> Hit"
> Koreth's blade smashed into the head of the scrab, a piteous cry
> escaping from the creature as the blow pried a chitin piece from it's
> face. It shivered in pain, and wobbled away from the noble warrior.
>
> Miss:
> The scrab snapped his blade between both of it's pincers. It's arms
> bent from the force of the blow, which came only a few inches from it's
> head. Koreth pulled hard on his blade, which slid out slowly from the
> scrab's grip. He would definately have to care for the blade in camp.
>
> IF THE SCRAB DIES:
> Koreth looks to his companions, the scrab he had been fighting with lay
> dead at his feet. It's green ichor leaking out onto the hot rocks, and
> it's flesh already begining to stink. He noticed that X was in trouble,
> hard pressed by his scrab opponent. Koreth raised his blade high and
> charged the scrab. His greenish stained blade glinted in the harsh sun
> briefly before he brought it down hard.
>
> Hit:
> The blade smacked into the scrab's shoulder with a sickening wet thud.
> Green ichor spurted up into the air, sizzling as it landed on the
> ground. The scrab backed away, it's arm rather damaged from the strike.
> Koreth grinned at the scrab, feinting thrusts at it's chest.
>
> "Did that hurt, kank face?" Koreth says maliciously, a feral grin on his
> lips.
>
>
> Miss:
> The blade whistled through the air, but only sliced air as the scrab
> jumped out of the way. Koreth's sword glanced off a boulder, jarring
> his arm. He brought his blade back up before him, his eyes on the
> scrab.
>
> "Arrgh!" Koreth cursed "I'm gonn cut your legs off bug man!"
>
> "The most convincing lie is the truth you never question."
>
> Trevor Sanders, DM of Arcana PBeM
>
----- Original Message -----
From: T.R. Curll
Sent: Friday, December 18, 1998 2:34 PM
Subject: Gaigin, Turn 54
> OOC: Gee, people just keep picking on that defiler, don't they? I
> might not be able to respond next turn, since I have to scramble to deal
> with some kind of problem with one of my Philosphy courses. I'll try to
> deal with it quickly and find time to post, but if I don't, you know
> why.
>
> IC:
>
> Gaigin turned slightly and glanced at the spellcaster. That had been a
> surprise, Gaigin hadn't known these insects could be spellcasters.
> Seeing several of his companions charging the defiler, Gaigin shrugged
> and turned his attention back to his opponent. His spear still stuck
> from the creatures torso at an odd angle, but the beast wasn't down yet.
> Gaigin tossed his club from hand to hand, down in a fighter's crouch,
> prepared for anything.
>
> Round One:
>
> Suddenly the beast lurched forward on the attack, claws raised
> menacingly. Gaigin moved quickly, lashing out with his club at one the
> creatures shoulder, hoping to break through the beasts' tough Chitin
> through sheer force.
>
> If Hit:
>
> The blow pounded into the Scrab's shoulder with a resounding *CRACK*,
> and the beast reeled from the force. The chitinous armor plate had been
> splintered badly, and ichor ran freely from it's wound. Smiling, Gaigin
> skipped backwards, out of range of the scrab's claws and prepaired to
> move again.
>
> If Miss:
>
> With great speed, the scrab recovered it's balance and dodged to the
> side. Gaigin's powerful swing connected with nothing but air as it
> swung around. Gaigin's eyes widen as he realises that now he was at the
> disadvantage. Recovering as quickly as possible, Gaigin stepped back
> into his crouch and prepared for his next move.
>
> Round Two:
>
> Gaigin stepped sideways cautiously, feinting with his club and growling
> beneath his mask. The beast seemed unpurturbed, simply following the
> moving warrior, always on the alert. Obviously an intelligent beast.
> Seeing he would find no easy opening, Gaigin decided to make one.
>
> "Yer mother was an Elf and yer father was a Thri-kreen, ye
> foul-smelling, kank-eating over grown dung-beetle!" Gaigin shouted in
> elven. Fires flared in the scrab's compound eyes and it lurched forward
> on the attack, giving Gaigin just the chance he needed. Moving into the
> creatures grasp, Gaigin brought his club straight up in an underhand
> blow, seeking to split the creature's head from the chin up.
>
> If Hit:
>
> The blow landed true, splintering chitin and mandible. Ichor oozed from
> the creature's smashed jaw as it reeled backwards, arms waving wildly.
> "Ye'll not be eating elf-flesh again soon with that jaw, ye
> thrice-damned gith-spawn.
>
> If Miss:
>
> Gaigin underestimated the creature's fury as it batted his club
> harmlessly to the side. Gaigin scrambled backwards as the beast came on
> in a fury, claws raised. "Damn!" Gaigin cursed, "This is bad."
>
>
>
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----- Original Message -----
From: Fabian Benavente
Sent: Friday, December 18, 1998 5:45 PM
Subject: RE: Gaigin, Turn 54
>
>
> >OOC: Gee, people just keep picking on that defiler, don't they?
>
> I know...and just a little defiler at it too, wait and see 'till they get a
> peak at one of the main "meanies" of the campaign...Maybe we should get the
> "anti-defiler squad" more organized here. :)
>
> > I
> >might not be able to respond next turn, since I have to scramble to deal
> >with some kind of problem with one of my Philosphy courses. I'll try to
> >deal with it quickly and find time to post, but if I don't, you know
> >why.
>
>
> Alright, good luck in solving them. Next couple of turns should be fun
> roleplaying with the NPCs.
>
> Turn recap "may" go out tonight, if not tomorrow morning for sure.
>
> L8r,
>
> Fabian
> Read the Turns!!! DS PbeM "Tyr and Beyond"
>