Mark Sandazhard (
nosdacariad) wrote in
knightsoflegend2014-09-17 08:24 pm
Entry tags:
- !main plot,
- alcide herveaux,
- arthur pendragon,
- buffy summers,
- chad becksworth,
- dana green,
- desmond d. descant,
- dimitris sarandis,
- faith o'keefe,
- finnick odair,
- fiona tollins,
- fredrick jr.,
- jack chessing,
- jaime lannister,
- jeanne gar,
- kadir yassin,
- lara tamon,
- malina harvey,
- marcus andres,
- michael collins,
- myrilandel odair,
- phineas dantalion,
- sebastian trevethor,
- spike,
- sterling archer,
- val'drin cabot,
- wynnefalshond
andres ♔ a tiger's waiting to be tamed

♬ clocks - coldplay
WHO || Prince Marcus Andres, Jeanne Gar, Myrilandel de Tanos, Finnick Odair, Spike, Buffy Summers, Sterling Archer, Desmond Descant, Dimitris Sarandis, Lara Tamon, Michael Collins, Dana Green
WHAT || The lost Prince of Andres leads a team of Knights in a coup against Dimitris Sarandis, to reclaim his throne
WHERE || Andres Isle
WHEN || September 19th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam
[ It seems that Wynn was hoping for Sir Mark Sandazhard to reveal his true identity, and to lead the charge against Dimitris Sarandis' tyrannical hold over the island he was born to rule. He was not disappointed, and Prince Marcus Andres stands poised to lead the group of Knights who he's worked beside for two years, to confront Sarandis, save their friend Kat, and search the castle dungeon for the captive Dragon's Claw, Sir Thomas Bancroft.
Before they attempt to answer the castle, however, it's time to reunite the Prince with his childhood friends on the Isle, who had long held out hope that he was still alive, including his once-betrothed, Countess Lara Tamon. Their first task will be to convince Lara to make a risky attempt to draw Kat out of the castle.
The fate of their captured allies, and the future of Andres Isle, lie in their hands. ]

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[ despite the shiver of magic upon his flesh, arthur casts an appreciative glance at wynn that he hopes conveys his thanks (#boyfriends). and as he isn't really the sort to voluntarily retreat, he continues to stay in blast range, and hack at the creature. this time he strikes up, at the area best called the chin, even though it's a... bug. below the mouth, anyway. perhaps if he can puncture wherever that acid's coming from it will be forced to choke on it's own poison. or at least — stop spraying like an angry cat. ]
[ the point is, he lunges his sword at the creature's face (atk nat 20, dmg 9). ]
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and then it explodes.
acid rains down on all those engaged in melee with the creature (16 acid dmg) a reflex save of 20 can cut that down to 8, and arthur takes 10 less than whichever one affects him. wynn easily ducks aside, throwing an arm over his head and taking the minimal damage, but jack is not so lucky, not seeing the killing blow coming from his place on the other side of it. fred jr. just barely throws himself aside (ref 20) in time to avoid the worst of the burst.
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she watches the creature fall, cringing and plugging her nose. ] Gods, that thing reeks!
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she runs over, but she's not really sure what exactly she should do, except try to wipe the acid off, as well, given how it doesn't seem to burn her skin as it does the others. however, she avoids faith's face and eyes, afraid of doing more damage. ]
Hey, hey, it's okay, we'll get a cleric. [ and calling over to the others: ] Hey! I think we need a cleric!
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[ the entire ground shakes beneath their feet, and though wynn stays disturbingly stable (nat 20 balance check), fred jr. has to grab a tree to keep from keeling over. the air seems to grow warmer, as two hulking figures burst out to the right and left of them, about sixty feet away. puffs of acrid smoke leak from their maws, smoke rising in their wake. each stands no less than 18 feet tall, their rocky bodies flecked with brassy deposits. flames flicker in their eyes and gaping mouth, and jack pales, recognition in his eyes as he looks at the things. ]
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[ and there's no time for much more cleanup than that as the next bout of monsters make themselves known. lacking any experience with these guard of rock and flame, and bolstered by wynn's speech, Arthur readies himself for more combat with a steely gaze. ]
No quarter!
[ he echoes in a ringing shout, lifting his sword. ]
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And four legs come in handy when the ground starts quaking because his balance of 19 wasn't half bad either. But he's just ... a big fucking wolf so he won't be doing much more than growling menacingly at the two new arrivals.
Yeah this was a tag I guess.]
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the other creature lumbers forward 30 feet, and opens its maw, expelling a cone of fire that catches faith and fiona: ref 24+ to halve 21 dmg and avoid being slowed - which in this case, would just cancel out their haste spell. faith doesn't have much hope to avoid it, what with BEING BLIND AND ALL, cry. ]
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[ in more current news, arthur is apparently the only one with no trepidation about the impossibly huge creatures, because he probably has a death wish. ]
Just keep them occupied!
[ he tells fred jr. but despite his exuberance and the haste he makes to attack the nearest creature, he still isn't quite up to the task — he's likely to blame the circumstances rather than his sword arm, but that swing doesn't cut it. (atk 14) or cut anything, probably. (dmg 7 just in case #optimism). maybe he's planning on occupying them by being repeatedly brutalized, who knows. ]
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she watches in horror as the flames scorch her allies, and with renewed determination strides forward again, placing herself between the large creatures and faith. there's a visible spark of anger behind her eyes as she raises her arms, silently conjuring a tangible cloud of magical energy around her. the dazzling, crackling fog rapidly envelops her entire form, completely obscuring the transformation transpiring within. the result, however, is difficult to miss, as a gust of strong, inexplicable wind rushes over the area, dispelling the cloud as quickly as it had appeared. in it's place now hovers a ten foot tall djinni, still quite recognizable as fiona, although much more intimidating in size and demeanor.
she appears to be composed of mere air, though somehow not transparent, and the bands around her wrists glow bright, pulsating as ripples of magical energy surge through and around her. she raises her head, eyes opening to reveal vivid purple irises firmly focused on the enemy before them, and alight with unmitigated rage. ]
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He knew about magic. He'd gotten used to that long before. But this is insanity.
There's only one response he knows, though, and that's to rush headlong into danger. He's just pretty sure that a more intelligent man would turn craven and run right about now.
Instead he lowers his sword and charges towards the creature on the right (took 2 action points to get there but atk 27, dmg 26) with his sexy good aligned blade.]
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What he hadn't been counting on was for said creature to be so resilient despite its weakened state, but what do you expect when you attempt to drive your fist through what is basically solid rock I guess (attack 34, damage 14).]
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sob, while klaus' attack actually manages to hit the thing successfully, his non-good aligned fist... can't do much to it. :( it's at least flanked, which takes its ac down for other people.
instead of going for stabbing it again, jack decides to go all out, and reaches out with one hand to lay a palm on the thing's side (touch attack 46). a bright white light shudders out from his hand, as he casts the full weight of his divine touch ability into the thing - about 100 damage, all good-aligned.
light fills the molten cracks of the creature, replacing the lava lines with brilliant energy, and the entire thing quakes violently - and then explodes in a radius wide enough to catch everyone in melee with it, as well as fiona for 12 bludgeoning damage and 10 fire damage (arthur loses 10 from each hit separately). a fort save of 24+ can halve the damage, which both wynn and jack make. fred, however, fails miserably and takes all that damage.
the remaining ember guard slams one fist down into alcide, and the other at jaime (atk 41; dmg 17+2 fire for the wolf; atk 28; dmg 11+4 fire for jaime). some of the cracks in its side begin sealing closed as it heals itself naturally. ]
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Taking a moment to make sure she still has all of her limbs (she does) and she had opted to decline the magic whammy that lan had been offering up. She's had too many old guys deciding to give her a magic bonus in her life and she just doesn't think she wants anything she doesn't understand. She approaches the remaining ember guard and pushes for her attack and hopefully puts everything she has into her fist slamming into the side of the thing (attack 24 ignore 2pts hardness | damage 18).]
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