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Thread: DL 2 Dragons of Flame; IC; Chapter 2

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    Thorn was letting the other do the speaking. He drank his ale, taking note of the fate of the villagers...Such a sad irony for the Forteress. When rthe Dragonmen came in he brough his cloak a bit tighter over his weapon and casually lsitened to them.
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    Before the barman can leave the table, Vale clasps his forearm firmly in a gesture of affection. "In case I don't have a chance to talk to you again, I want to thank you for everything you've done for me and for being family to someone who has none."

    He eats his food in silence, obviously fighting back tears of horror at what he has seen this day. Finishing quickly, he gathers himself to leave and looks to his companions for the next move.

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    Plains just East of Solace in Abanasinia; Late Morning of Hiddumont (October) 2nd, 351 AC (After Catacylsm)

    Otik smiles sadly at Valentheran and pats him awkwardly on the shoulder and then proceeds to try and fill the thirty Dragonmens' drink orders quickly. As he does so, the thin, hooded figure in the corner quietly moves towards the adventurer's table. He is passing the draconians when one of them shifts his tail quickly out and around his ankles, causing him to stagger and almost fall to the floor.

    The Draconians laugh cruelly; but the laughter is short-lived as the man's hooded cloak falls off his head; revealing the features of a handsome, young blonde Elf male who Vale immediately recognizes as his one-time best friend from when he was growing up; none other than Gilthanas; the younger son of the Speaker of the Sun who was in effect; the King of the Elven nation of Qualinesti. The Draconian that had tripped the young Elf snarled and grabbed him violently; to which the Elf swiftly responded by smashing a drink mug into his scaly face.

    The reddish-brown draconian hissed as the alcohol splashed into his eyes and he hurled the Elf back into the companions' table; causing food and drinks to spill with a crash. The old men in the corner fled quickly and quietly; but the remaining five dragonmen yanked out their curved swords and began to advance on the bruised Elf who was scrambling to his feet and then locked eyes with Vale and surprise crossed his features as he said; "Valentheran?"; in a confused tone....

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    "By the Stones!" Cursed the dwarf as he grabbed his new hand axe and toss it at the Dragonman closest to the door to avoid it's escape.

    He wasn't too happy at the prospect of a fight in a middle of an enemy camp, but on the other hand, he wasn't too keen on wanton slaughter...even if it was an elf.
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    Shocked at the sight of his long time friend, Vale immediately springs to action. He begins a strange chanting and with a flick of his wrist fires a ball of light across the room at the draconian that just attacked the elf.

    OOC: Cast Magic Missile

    Also, we never discussed spells memorized now: 1st: 2 Magic Missile, Sleep, Burning hands; 2nd: Invisibility, Levitate, Knock

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    Quote Originally Posted by maxvale View Post
    With that; he moves to get the pan of food when Dezra calls out that its ready and brings it back to the adventurers and ladles out four platefulls for each of them and as he finishes doing so the door to the Inn opens with a bang and six of the newly seen, reddish-brown Dragonmen come swaggering in and move to the bar while hissing out; "Alllllleeeeee bar-keep and be quick about it you fat lout!" Otik hurries up and finished passing out the food and then moves behind the bar to start pouring ale for the Dragonmen who are all armed with the familiar curved scimitars and have the red armbands of the other troops in town....
    In a low voice, the veteran soldier grumbles, The air has gone from foul to fetid.

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    Inn of the Last Home, Tow of Solace in Abanasinia; Late Morning of Hiddumont (October) 2nd, 351 AC (After Catacylsm)


    The Inn explodes into action as Thorn hurls his new magical axe; Vale casts a spell; Garth jumps to his feet and draws his new magical sword and Maxavel helps the Elf to his feet....

    Thorn's axe flies end over end and buries its blade in the face of the Draconian closest to the door. The Draconian stands shock-still for a second and then literally melts into a pool of bubbling liquid that begins to hiss and smoke as it begins to eat and burn its way through the wooden floor. The Axe returns to the veteran Dwarven warrior's hand as he nonchalantly just grunts at seeing the bizarre death-throes of this new type of dragon-man...

    Vale's magical bolts fly into the Draconian that threw Gilthanas back into the table and reddish-brown dragon-man staggers back; but remains on his feet and hisses in pain and anger while locking an evil-eyed stare at the Elven Thief-Mage....

    Garth rose to his feet and drew his newly acquired enchanted broadsword and faced the enemy feeling a calm and peace he was still getting used to. The new Paladin stepped away from the table and in front of the abused Elf and Maxavel and gave a salute with his blade while pulling his shield around in front; ready for combat...

    Maxavel hauled the male elf up to his feet; a bit surprised at his weight; then she realized that underneath his hooded robe; he had a fine chain-mail hauberk. The Elf shook his head to clear the dizziness and in a quiet voice he politely thanked the Cleric for her help and then stepped up and drew a thin, finely-made longsword from his side as Maxavel turned with her Staff at the ready as well....

    Otik was hollering for peace and the rest of the few patrons were rushing out the door; but no one was really paying any attention as the four remaining Draconians each moved towards one of the four men in front of them, swinging their curved swords; leaving Maxavel in a second rank behind Thorn, Vale, Garth and Gilthanas...

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    Maxavel called upon Mishakel and brought into existence a field of force which was shaped vaguely like a hammer. She directed it to attack the Draconian that was blasted by the elven magic, hopefully finishing it off.

    OOC
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    Garth waits patiently for the Draconian until he steps within his reach before striking what he hopes is a deadly first blow.

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    Vale responds to the stare with a wink and then chants again and sends a second volley of magical bolts at the creature.

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