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[Haspen]

~~~~RULES~~~~

1. All kinds of questions, character sheet edits, story discussions and all non-IC stuff are to be posted at OOC Thread

2. Post formatting is mandatory:
"Coloured text for PC speech lines!"
Normal text for descriptions, etc.
Bolded text denotes action!

3. Order of posts:
In battle:
Player(s) -> GM -> Player(s) -> GM ... (until end of Player Phase) -> GM posts for Enemies -> GM posts for Allies -> End of Turn.
Outside battle:
Players -> GM, when needed

4. Unless GM explicitly mentions you/your character, you can't post in this thread.

5. Table of Contents:
nothing here yet!

[Haspen]

~~Prologue: Flight and Fight~~

Southern Dome of Centria, near nondescript hills, a nest of vile, man-eating Gargoyles was found. Prince Alec, together with his two skilled companions, set out to destroy the nest; most importantly, the hatchlings and the eggs, but...

The green-haired youth whipped the horse with the reins, as the wagon tried to outrun the dark cloud on the sky behind them; no, it wasn't cloud like the rain clouds above; it had numerous wings, horns and bloodthristy weapons.

"Our spies once again underestimated the size of the nest! For the love of, faster, faster!" The wagon took a sharp turn down the hillside, but then Prince Alec gasped in terror - an encampment! Some people just HAD to camp right in the way of the wagon. With life and safety of the horse and himself on one hand, and safety of the innocent campers, Prince Alec did what he had to do.

With a loud neigh, the horse turned to the right, but the wagon's inertia tossed it onto its side, propelling the young prince and his friend onto the grass; the reins snapped and the scared horse ran off. Alec grimaced and let out an 'oof' as he fell onto some unfortunate person. He lifted himself onto his knees and hands and stared down onto cute face of rather scantily clad woman. A dancer, he thought.

"Uh, oh, sorry! Accident!" He said, quickly standing up, and then reached to the girl to help her rise onto her feet. The green-haired magician then looked at the confused people and wanted to apologize to them, but then a creaking of numerous angry gargoyles could be heard instead, coming from above and around them.

"Dammit! Edgar, Wyvar, protect these people!"

//All players are in!

~~Player Turn 1~~

//It is raining. Wagon is immovable and indestructible.

Enemies stats!

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

PCs:
Edgar Dumond: 22/22
Iollan McCrae: 16/16
Jack: 17/17
Kenna Roadhome: 18/18
Lance Draeth: 17/17
Remie Maelle: 20/20
Wyvar Bransen: 22/22

Allies:
Prince Alec: 20/20

Enemies:
Gargoyle A: 18/18
Gargoyle B: 18/18
Gargoyle C: 18/18
Gargoyle D: 18/18
Gargoyle E: 18/18
Gargoyle F: 18/18
Watcher A: 17/17

[Solymr]

Well, looks like we will be making our stand here. Strangers! Whoever you are, get ready, monsters are coming.

[Furtuka]

Wyvar gave a hrump and notched his bow.

"Just our luck. Jobs with you can't ever be simple, can they Prince?"

[Haspen]

"Yes." The Prince grimaced, staring at the beasts; more winged monsters were visible on the sky in the east.

[KujiUn]

"She-oot! What in tarnation was that!" Jack looks towards the people who fell out of the wagon, and then looks around. "Protect us from wh- uh oh." He spots the cloud right then and there, and the gargoyles appearing. "Well, shit, time to kick it up a notch!" He gripped his tome, his first fresh, new tome for quite a while, and stanced. "Now, we gonna take care of the south ones first, right?"

[Solymr]

If the strangers can fight, they can take the south. I'll be taking the north.

Move to (11,7).

[KujiUn]

"Righty ho!" Jack wouldn't be able to hit any of the enemies, though, so he moves to the hills on 12, 13 to get a better vantage point.

[F.O.E.]

Lance was glad he had decided to sit closest to road when the wagon came crashing down the hill; however that didn't do much other than ensure his own mount didn't run. He didn't start swearing until he saw the cloud of gargoyles.

"What the hell did you three just get us into?" He asked, clearly irritated. And me without my lance...

Without another word he moves to 9, 10.

[Remalle]

"Who... ah!  Monsters!"
The red-haired swordswoman looks up at the sky and sighs, paying the newcomers little mind.
"I seems my luck has finally run out, it is raining... wait, Jack, I will back you up!"
Move to the woods at 14,12.
"How long do you think it will take for them to reach us?"

[KujiUn]

"Soon, Mae. You better getcha sword out!" Jack watches the monsters carefully, watching their movements and trying to get a read on how fast they're moving.

[GiglameshDespair]

Kenna was not expecting a man to come flying out the darkness and land on her.
Oof!

The stranger helped her up, momentarily stunned, but she regained her focus when monsters were mentioned.

Monsters...? Oh my.

[Furtuka]

move 2 N

[Lucus Casius]

The older, scarred man said nothing as the riders materialized out of the darkness, as the gargoyles appeared on the dark horizon.  He simply stood and walked to 12,11, his expression calm as he leaned on his staff for support and watched the creatures approach.

[GiglameshDespair]

Kenna reminded herself to have a word with the stranger on where his hands had gone when he'd knocked her over.

Quickly, she hurried back, hopefully out of reach of the beasts.

Move to 8, 10