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Started by LordVreeg, July 26, 2009, 03:47:52 PM

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Nomadic

Nice, though you missed a few things and mistook a few ooc things for ic things. :P

LordVreeg

Quote from: NomadicNice, though you missed a few things and mistook a few ooc things for ic things. :P

I can't miss much, I have the transcript.  I cut out s few little bits that seem ooc and irrelevant.
And honestly, if something is OOC but fits well in context, it might make it in.

But a good session.  Most importantly, a good session.
VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

Nomadic

QuoteKellik smiles, 'you can hug him if you want, omwo~'

you missed the thing I was responding to there so it doesn't make sense ;P

LordVreeg

Great session last night.

I think we are up to 7, so far.

The explorers reach the Ruins!  And spotted a casual archer atop a large, low ruined building.  (+10 to find, no one has any detection skill, so Rampan got lucky)  
Fight still ongoing (and Hamish is early frontrunner in the 'most HP exp catagory), but the 5 Cultists of the Dark Way are down to 3 injured ones.

VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

Llum

I thought it was 8...

First session (killed some deer)
Second session (cut up some deer, pissed off a were)
Third session (got mauled by a were)
Fourth session (recovery from being mauled)
Fifth session (Battle of the Bridge, part 1)
Sixth session (Battle of the Bridge part 2)
Seventh session (owned a Entropic demon)
Eight session (Enemy survives being crisped twice, and Hamish nearly dies, again)

Speaking of, after killing some random NPC cultist Hamish got an arrow through the chest (dropping me from 10hp to 0hp, after I protected 9 damage) fired by the enemy archer.

LordVreeg

Quote from: LlumI thought it was 8...

First session (killed some deer)
Second session (cut up some deer, pissed off a were)
Third session (got mauled by a were)
Fourth session (recovery from being mauled)
Fifth session (Battle of the Bridge, part 1)
Sixth session (Battle of the Bridge part 2)
Seventh session (owned a Entropic demon)
Eight session (Enemy survives being crisped twice, and Hamish nearly dies, again)

Speaking of, after killing some random NPC cultist Hamish got an arrow through the chest (dropping me from 10hp to 0hp, after I protected 9 damage) fired by the enemy archer.

Hamish raked in 27 exp in basic defence and 100 exp in HP for that arrow.  Painful lesson.

Session 9 of the Steel Isle dungeon crawl is tomorrow night, 8:30 PM.  Come get your helping of exceptional roleplay. So tonight is the deadline for making a character online, but there are pregenerated charcaters available, including Solid Simon Smith, Wry Wurnick Woundhealer, and Riotous Rampan, shrum Hobyt.

Hopefully, I'll get the last session uploaded soon.
VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

LordVreeg

session 10 tonight at 8:30PM.  The exploration of the Vexchian ruins continues.
Last session, #9, included the discovery of a recent battle in the ruins, and the explorers loading up some more semi-valuables onto the happless donkey.
VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

LordVreeg

Quote from: LlumI thought it was 8...

First session (killed some deer)
Second session (cut up some deer, pissed off a were)
Third session (got mauled by a were)
Fourth session (recovery from being mauled)
Fifth session (Battle of the Bridge, part 1)
Sixth session (Battle of the Bridge part 2)
Seventh session (owned a Entropic demon)
Eight session (Enemy survives being crisped twice, and Hamish nearly dies, again)

Speaking of, after killing some random NPC cultist Hamish got an arrow through the chest (dropping me from 10hp to 0hp, after I protected 9 damage) fired by the enemy archer.

lLUM, CAN YOU UPDATE THE PLAYER PERSPECTIVE HERE?
VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

Llum

First session (killed some deer)
Second session (cut up some deer, pissed off a were)
Third session (got mauled by a were)
Fourth session (recovery from being mauled)
Fifth session (Battle of the Bridge, part 1)
Sixth session (Battle of the Bridge part 2)
Seventh session (owned a Entropic demon)
Eight session (Enemy survives being crisped twice, and Hamish nearly dies, again)
Ninth session (Kill McCrisp and remaining cultists quickly, gain loot (lots of), explore and Hamish survives like he never got hit by an arrow in the first place)
Tenth session (Deeper into the ruins, battle with a couple lizardmen and a gnoll who are not cultists, exploding crossbows included)

LordVreeg




Session 9, the beginning.
The ruins...at last.

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Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin sleeps with both eyes open, it is unnerving.

We are on 2/5  Tokush the 5th, the red gerin comes up first, taking away the blackness and replacing it with a red glow.  The day of the Hawaak is Bowak, and this is also the Meresau of St. Oberg of Mammon, The day that the Devilkin worshippers plant flower bulbs in the medium climes.  Dark clouds are coming in from the South.

Hamish_Haldane wakes, grabs the staff, and inspects it
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin leafs through his copy of the Social Anarchist Directives by Marl Karx after waking
Hamish notes the silvery material and strange, light feeling.   He tries bringing it down on the ground, in a similar gesture to what the beast did.
'A most auspicious day.', says Max.
it is 5th hour, and the Sue has just ended, though it is cold and dark
'Wake my friends, taste the redolent flavour of victory that drifts on the winds.',says Max.
Wurnik sniffs the air.  'Smells like burnt omwo~
  *yawn* Hamish expels some are.  'I would rather not taste anything we've had victory against.'
Kellik says, ' tastes like a cold morning with little comforts to wake to to me'
Hamish_Haldane grabs a piece of jerky and a bagel
Kellik stretches and stands up slowly, his joints creaking a bit from the awkward position he slept in
'Now this bagel', says Hamish, L is something flavourfull.'
' oof', says Kellik, as he begins putting on his leather armor.  ' well,  best get ready... I don't want to stay on this bridge longer than necessary.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin leafs through his copy of the Social Anarchist Directives.
Kellik grabs a bagel and some jerky himself
Simon says "This bridge is defensable,,,but it is not where we are going"
Hamish_Haldane checks over the faithful donkey, and says, 'deed Simon, though the fates only know what else is between us and the infamous Ruins.'
the donkey seems bored, but hungry

Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says, ' Onward then, I itch to avenge myself on the scum who so gleefully murdered my cousin.'
Kellik looks through the bags for some oats
Hamish_Haldane stops.  ' One question... can anyone here track?  Mior was our navigation.'
simon finishes getting his armor on, then shakes his head.
Kellik says  'not worth a damn', as he looks for oats.
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin shakes his head sorrowfully.   'The ways of the wilde are not mine, alas.'
Hamish_Haldane looks pained.  ' Max, please tell me you grabbed the map off your cousins corpse.'
' I can't track,' says Kelik, '... unless you want to track down some good food.'
Rampan hands over the map.
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin looks at the Hobyt suspiciously.
Hamish_Haldane takes the map.  ' Thanks.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin scratches his head
Rampan shrugs.   'I was studying it carefully"
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin looks at Rampan suspiciously
Kellik is still searching through the bags
Hamish_Haldane looks at the red Hobyt mage.   'So Rampan, you know where to head out?'
' There's got to be something in here for our beast, ' says Kellik as he searches.  'AHA!'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin> asks Wurnik, ' Can you possibly help us track?'
 wurnik shrugs.  "nay'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin  looks down the road south.  'Surely if we follow this road our way will present itself.'
Simon nods...."And this is the best we are going to get..."
Hamish_Haldane nods   'I agree, let's just follow the road until we see the Ruins, from what Chorbit was saying they're huge'
Kellik pulls out an oat pouch and puts some oats into it before struggling to pull the straps over the donkeys ears.  'ugh chorbit skimped on supplies for the donkey.'
Hamish_Haldane grimaces.  ' yes... Chorbit'
' there you are, ' says Kellik.  
Hamish_Haldane says, ' He and the Sceding Tree will have some explaining to do I believe.'
Kellik scratches the beast behind the ears
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says, ' Let us be off then.'


SImon and Kellik start off in the front, as they are the best suited for pure combat,
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin falls into line near Hamish.   'This Chorbit sounds like a miserly fellow, interested only in profit. I shall have to have a long word with him.'
Kellik chuckles.  'he'd probably cower in fear'
Hamish_Haldane grabs the donkey and starts to lead it, in the middle of the group.
Kellik takes off in the lead with simon
the group takes off at a brisk walk, ignoring the chill
Hamish_Haldane  says, 'I'll lead the donkey beside Max.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin nods sagely
The explorers leave the bridge far behind them, and the trail is still dotted with flagstones and road.  It twists and moves west a bit, but mainly goes south.    They go through another wet, moorish area, but the old road is pretty easy to follow.  Tribin and Gerin start getting closer as they track towards the middle of the sky, still hours away.





Kellik stretches his arms... hard rocks to sleep on
'ugh,' says Kellik.  ' honestly I can't imagine how you feel after a night of sleeping in that armor of yours, Hamish.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says, ' One wonders who would come out this way. It is not the most forgiving country.'
the group notes after that, around 2 hours to the midday, the ground gets wetter though the trees get bigger and thicker set.
Hamish_Haldane NOTES, ' Well its not nearly as comfortable as my silk, but I'd rather a bit of minor stiffness, than getting skewered in my sleep.  besides, I'm not an old man, haha.'
Kellik is still obviously groggy and thus more benign than usual
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin sniffs the air leisurely

the exploreres go up a rocky slope, above the marShy ground.  Hamish_Haldane sips water from a silver cup.
Kellik looks back at Hamish.  'got any more water?'
The crew come down the other side, and come to an area where the road is almost sunken, visible, but barely above the marches
Hamish_Haldane checks our water stores, and Tribin has burnt off much of the cloud-cover, but it is still in the low 40's  kellik says, 'if not toss me a wineskin.'
Hamish_Haldane throws Kellik a wineskin
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin shakes his head.   'This Chorbit is a madman, dredging statuary out of this mess? A fool's errand motivated by sheer greed.'
Kellik takes a deep drought from the wineskin, then  wipes his chin
Hamish_Haldane shrugs.  ' nothing wrong with a little bit of greed now and again.'
Kellik says., ' oh thats good stuff when you're thirsty enough.'  He  ties it back up and tosses it back to Hamish.  Hamish_Haldane stows the wineskin on the donkey, and puts his silver cup away

the group plows forward, trying to avoid the wettest parts of the Moors.  It gets harder, as the track becomes more obviously worked, and the group finds themselves in areas where only the stonework is keeping them inches above the wetter parts.
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin looks around.  'I would not be so judgemental if our erstwhile 'master' were here beside us.'
Hamish_Haldane is also looking al around. 'So, snakemen in the marsh/'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says, 'The beasts would be wise to leave us be.  I am in a dark mood.'

As Max finishes,  Simon steps onto a flagstone, and it gives way totally
Kellik reaches for simon, as he starts to go down.
Hamish_Haldane vies for the UNderstatment of the Goesi award, and says, 'be on the lookout for something suspicious, Chorbit warned us the place was infested.'
Simon barely rolls out of the way to is right, grabbing onto kellik's hand
Kellik holds tight.  ' woah hold up'
Kellik peers down the hole
Hamish_Haldane SAYS, ' What was that? A trap?'
Kellik and Simon now note a stone marker just off the path, on the left, at the some horizontal plane as the trapped flagstone.    It is placed in the marshy water, where it is not that easy to spot.
Kellik walks over cautiously and examines it.  'some bastard trying to do passerbys in'¦'
Hamish_Haldane says, ' or snakemen.'
Kellik says, ' double bastard then.'
Rampan murmers, "Something beyond security, something hidden and special, the more difficult the finding, the more remunerative the task"
Kellik snorts.  ' if I meet him remind me to skewer him with my sword'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin eyes Rampan askance.   'Speak clearly, man.'
Simon nods at Max, very seriously
~Kellik is looking the stone over
the group continues south, more cautiously, looking for stones and snares.
Hamish_Haldane says, ' Hidden for sure, special is another matter'
the ruined, old road moves westward slightly, though still mainly south
Hamish_Haldane looks over to the group's new Omwo~ addition.   'Don't mind Rampan, Max  He likes a cryptic turn of phrase/'
Wurnik taes out a bagel
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin nods slowly, still eyeing the humming Rampan.  ? I shall keep that in mind. An ability to turn words to one's desire is an oft overlooked skill in this day and age.'
~Kellik has picked up a branch he found along the road and is using it as a walking stick/trap checker
'haha, ' laughs Hamish. ' I never said anyone could make sense of what the Hobyt says though'

The group comes to a clearing, and the main road continues south into a deeper, foresty swamp,.  There is a small trail to the right (West), as well.  There is a lot of green, despite the season removing itself from the recent Winter.  It is easily in the 40's.  
Hamish_Haldane looks down the trails.  'If I remember correctly, we want to find a forest'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin frowns.  ' Our patron seems to have prepared us poorly for this ill-fated venture.'
Rampan looks down at the scroll in his hands.  His red hair is almost in his eyes.  "According to this map, the place of statuary and interest is close by, more to the South"
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says, ' Further into the swamp, then? Or to the west?'
Hamish_Haldane shrugs.' Alright, West or South ?'
Wurnik points to the old road  " The Road should lead to ruins."
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says 'This swamp gives me an evil chill, but we must continue.'
Hamish_Haldane points off to the west.   'No one up for a little side excursion again? I doubt there are weres lurking about here'
Kellik frowns at the memory.  ' lets get going'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says, ' I would rather see our task to completion.'
'Although, I would love to find those witches...', says Hamish.  'South it is then...For today'
Kellik says, ' we can beat sense into the weres later'

the group goes another 200 yards, deeper into the swampy road, through some trees and mire...then Rampan hisses loudly
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin stops abruptly.  Hamish_Haldane draws his silvered rapier
The red Hobyt ducks down...motioning everyone with him.
~Kellik gets down.  Hamish_Haldane ducks, and Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin, Wurnick, and Simon  slowly sinks to the ground
Kellik draws his sword,  rolling his eyes wondering what it is this time
Rampan points off to the right a bit, and south
Kellik looks off that way, andMaximillian_VHV_Carchedin peers into the mire
Hamish_Haldane  whispers, ' what in the name of Belials backside is it now.'

Down the road about 30 yards, and off to the east side of the road slightly (the left), There is an omwo~ standing on something about 25' up in the air, partially obscured by trees.  It appears to be some kind of a building.  He wears some kind of light metal armor, and arrows stick out of a quiver on his back.
Hamish_Haldane hisses, ' can anyone make out if its male or female?'
'male', says Wurnick softly.
Hamish_Haldane says, ' probably not a witch....Rampan, did you detect some sort of wizardry?'  Rampan shakes his head.
Kellik whispers* I vote we continue on slowly till we're out of range.'
Now that everyone can see it, it is obvious he is standing on some ruined building.  The surface has been ground with decades or centuries of weather and vegetation.
Hamish_Haldane tries to detect any sorcery'¦
'oh lovely, says Kellik quietly, '... 100 gold Horn says that's where we need to go.  Well why not be polite and introduce ourselves.  Kellik smirks.
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin hefts his shamsheer carefully
It is barely off the course, probably on the side of the path 30'
Hamish_Haldane  says, ' alright, its ruins, probably bears checking out.'
Kellik nods at his friend.  'Well, nothing else to do.'

VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

LordVreeg

next Steel Isle Session is tomorrow night.  8:30 eastern.
3 pregen characters ready for play if someone wants to jump in an get killed...I mean, play a character for a night.
VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

Nomadic

Quote from: LordVreegnext Steel Isle Session is tomorrow night.  8:30 eastern.
3 pregen characters ready for play if someone wants to jump in an get killed...I mean, play a character for a night.

yea we could use another gladius sheath

LordVreeg

Boring combat turned into interesting roleplaying and interrogation of Crawdaddy the Scalik.  Interupted by a huge 'pilum of Bone' cast from down a stairwell...
Roleplay EXP bonus=Good Playing.
VerkonenVreeg, The Nice.Celtricia, World of Factions

Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg

Nomadic

Kellik was in a foul mood today... though you can't really blame him all things considered.

LordVreeg




The End of Session 9


Tokush the fifth,  Bowak.  3rd hour afternoon.  A clear day, with the temperature in the mid forties, with some greenery already showing in the swampy-moorish regions of the South-eastern Steel Isle.
The explorers are kneeling down on a ruined, ancient road, now devolved into a trail.  
Down the road about 30 yards, and off to the east side of the road slightly (the left), There is an omwo~ standing on something about 25' up in the air, partially obscured by trees.  It appears to be some kind of a building.  He wears some kind of light metal armor, and arrows stick out of a quiver on his back.

Hamish_Haldane hisses, ' lets go, stealthy or quickly?'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin asks, ' Shall we attempt a stealthy approach?'
Rampan wonders aloud, "Anyone good at the sneakY"
Hamish_Haldane shakes his head.  ' not particularly no...'
' sneaky?, Says Kellik, ' no. stabby? yes.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin  shakes his head,  ' The arts of the thief are not in my arsenal.'
Hamish_Haldane purses his lips.   'Alright, lets run, its only 30''¦ worse comes to worse they'll be as startled as us.'

'hmm, ' says Kellik thoughtfully, 'I could draw his attention.'
'not a bad idea,' says Wurnik
Kellik gets up opn his haunches, smiales, and says, ' ok then.'
 Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin prepares to crash through the swamp like a raging bearmoth.. .but restrains himself
Hamish_Haldane seems worried.   'bad idea, if he's a mage, although I didn't detect any wizardry, he could splat you.'
Wurnik  takes out a wicked arrow." I could try to draw his attention with an arrow through his head.  He might be distracted by that.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin agrees.  ' A sound idea.'
' we'll do a bit of both', says Kellik
Kellik draws his rapier again
Hamish_Haldane points to the gnome and the Omwo archer.  ' Wurnik and Kellik,  go and distract him.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin  says, ' Leave just after his arrow, friend Kellik!  With any luck he will think it was you that fired it'
Hamish_Haldane continues with his plan.  ' myself, Rampan, Max and Simon will try and sneak closer.'
Kellik nods.  'that was my plan.'
'One last thing, no one wants to try and parlry with this bloke?' asks Hamish.'  Not that it has done us much good so far.'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin looks at the Omwo quizically.
Rampan shakes his head "were this a road or neutral place, mayhap..."
Hamish_Haldane says, ' Fair enough'
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin says, ' ..I leave such judgements to others, an ill haze leaves me thirsting for violence.'
' Ishma's blessing,  Wurnik and Kellik.' Intones Hamish.
[note=ISHMA]
Ishma is the goddess of luck, actually a former devilkin male deity of roguishness worshipped in the early Age of Heroes.   In legend, Ishma left the devilkin lexicon and the Ninth House, to wander the House of Death and Zevashopal itself, staying unseen as Deva and Devo fought on the plain of Sharp Grass.    
Currently, she resides in the Third Station, and is the patron of fortune and making one's own luck.  As with others in this cosmology, she has become nearly unconsciously recognized for her attribute. [/note]
Hamish_Haldane ties the donkey to a tree and begins to sneak
Simon says,  " Lucky Ishma over all of us, group."

The group gets into position quickly, with Rampan, Hamish, Max, and Simon moving slightly further south down the trail, trying to stay to cover.  
Rampan again hisses
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin looks at him
Rampan..."Hamish...You wnat to coldsnap or anything?"
'I'll coldsnap my rapier, 'says Hamish  
weapon flares and lights cold and white, an early omen for Hamish Haldane.  'Excellent'.
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin signals Wurnik to release the arrow
it is a long distane, but the arrow flies true, and the shaft lands with a meaty thud,The arrow lodges in the omwo's trapezius.
he screams.  Kelliki darts forward.



Hamish_Haldane smiles'¦' Ishma must truly have blessed Wurnik'
Hamish_Haldane unslings his Argive and moves slowly, stealthily forward.
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin moves forward doggedly through the muck as silent as he can manage, with Simon following and Rampan giggling in the back.

Kellik runs along looking out for any danger
the group sees a human in chain mail join the wounded omwo~, and he yell something downward.
the owo~ tries a shot at Kellik, missing badly and hurts some swamp.

Hamish and Max, with thre others trailing, are coming towards the side of the building and they see a door burst open and 3 armored figures rush north after kellik, who turns and attempts to lead them around so the others can ambush them
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin possesses a hellish desire to let loose a bellowing war cry and impale a cultist.
Wurnik hits the side of the building with an arrow, and the human on top suddenly blazes
'Rampan, did you light em up?' says Hamish pointing towards the wounded Omwo~ and the chainmail clad human.  Rampan shakes his head.
A scream erupts from the rooftop, followed by "Dark ones cock~!!!!!!"
[note=fumbles]
Kellik> ooc: HAHAHA
Hamish_Haldane> ooc: lol, so much for the blessings of Ishma :P
Vreeg_GM> (ooc  No.  total fumble on potion  100)
Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin> ooc: I don't get it
[21:20] <~Kellik> ooc: he dropped his potion and it exploded
[21:20] <Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin> ooc: oh, hah
[21:20] <Hamish_Haldane> ooc: thats awesome[/note]
Simon, Hamish and Max are in a positon to charge the guys on the bottom in a flanking attack,as  Kellik is running at full bore in a long arc attempting to draw the enemies around where the others can get blindsided
Kellik yells , 'come on you fat morons, catch me if you can.'
Above, a ball of fire envelopes the already burning human on the rooftop, upsetting the OMwo~ archer somewhat.
Simon, Hamish, and Max are on the flank of the three chain-leather clad warriors before they know it.  Simon hits an orcash male, Hamish stabs a female human, and Max nails a ugly human male.
Kellik turns drawing his rapier.  ' my turn, ' he announces to the tangle of weapons and bodies behind him, and dives into the fray
The  wurniks's bow sings, and the Omwo~ guard on top of the building now has an arrow sticking out of his stomach.

Back on the ground,  Hamish swings again, and delivers again.
Hamish puts the rapier through her chain-leather armor , right through her lower chest
she falls gurgling to the ground.
Then an arrow flies from above, taking Hamish through the breastplate, but the armors stops a lot of it...but he still takes 10 hits.
[note=ow] [21:40] <Hamish_Haldane> ooc: I is dead[/note]
 hamish falls unconscious to the ground,  bleeding heavily'¦seemingly lifeless
From above, the group  hears another scream,
 and rampan's maniacal laughter from behind you

 Max overbears his opponent, then steps out quickly and plunges the full shamsheer forward, and it  slices through the guy's right leg, blood spurts everywhere, including all over Hamish.  The Femoral artery must've been cut.
the last one is not looking thrilled about being alone on the ground .
kellik jumps over Hamish, bransishing his rapier
[21:45] <Hamish_Haldane> ooc: dying anyway
Kellik slams into the guys chest with a look of silly rage on his face, forcing him back a few steps and pinking his left forarm.   Maximillian_VHV_Carchedin turns on the remaining man, breathing heavily
~Kellik bounces off the guys chest, 'time to mess you up moron'¦'

The door slams open again and a blackened man in chain mail comes out, with a bright falchion.  He is breathing hard.  

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Steel Island Online gaming thread
The Collegium Arcana Online Game
Old, evil, twisted, damaged, and afflicted.  Orbis non sufficit.Thread Murderer Extraordinaire, and supposedly pragmatic...\"That is my interpretation. That the same rules designed to reduce the role of the GM and to empower the player also destroyed the autonomy to create a consistent setting. And more importantly, these rules reduce the Roleplaying component of what is supposed to be a \'Fantasy Roleplaying game\' to something else\"-Vreeg