HeLLL Posted September 15, 2003 Author Share Posted September 15, 2003 <ooc How about a HeLLL :lol: :lol: ><ooc Ok scarp last posts heres the deal with the monster> A massive ogre like creature comes pounding down the hall. He has a massive club in one hand and a stange orb implanted in his right hand/palm. <ooc Sounds like the ogres off NWN> BREAK YOUR BONES. The ogre takes a massive swing with his club and aims towards the party. <ooc This ogre is one tough angel.> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
I Am That Is Matthias Posted September 15, 2003 Share Posted September 15, 2003 OOC I dint say hell wasnt coming back I said he wasnt a dm anymore. Shadow casts a heal spell and then draws his bow. "S'death on thw wind!" Shadow aims for the head of the ogre and losses a few shots they all seem to hit stone. What i hit it right in the head. "it is like a displacer beast it is a few feet from where it actuallly is. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OddGuy Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 Oquilerdalin falls back again, prepares his fireball, and hurls it at the ogre's head. A spider centurion clanks up behind him, ready to attack him from behind, but he hears the clanking of its feet and, another fireball ready, he kicks it up from behind him. He whirls around and fires off his next fireball at its rapidly falling body. He then ducks back, not wanting to be hit with his own spell. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thanateros Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 Sensing the immense power of the Ogre, as he swings his massive club at the party he fuses many words together in Daedric, almost to the point of incomprehension. Just as the club falls it is greeted with a forceful magic barrier, sparks flying in all direction and lightning emminating from the point where it made contact with the spell. Screaming out, as though he himself was holding back the clud with his own hands, "SOMEONE ATTACK IT, I CAN'T HOLD IT FOREV....." With that Damians' spell fizzles and by some unknown force and is blown back into a wall, bloodied from head to toe....yet nothing has touched him. Whipping his hands behind him he creates a comforting blue bubble which he lightly bounces off before slamming into the wall; he falls to the floor, a tattered bloody mess. Lifting up his upper body with his arms he coughs several times, leaving splatters of blood on the ground and a small trickle flowing from his mouth. "What are you?" he demands at the creature, "I will see by the eyes of Mephala and Boethiah your demise." Struggling to stand on his own feet he slowly rises, powerful, stern and majestic looking despite his wounds. Wiping the blood off of his mouth by the sleeve of his robe he collects himself and breathes out several deep breaths. "The rest of you attack, I'll see to it that no harm comes to you, and when the time is ripe I shall cripple it for you all to tear to pieces but I can only release it once it's weakened." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HeLLL Posted September 16, 2003 Author Share Posted September 16, 2003 The ogre gettin quite pissed off now. Starts to yell out war cries to assure itself its going to win. He turns to Thanaterous "No prince control me. My master he does." And with that picks up his club and takes another swing at the group. Through all the insanity of the present events a laugh can be heard coming from behind the ogre. It looks as though the ogre is protecting something. Or someone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wesaynothin Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 Avelyn starts sneaking around the wretched thing, as it is talking to Damian. When he gets behind it, he jumps up and strikes it in his spine with his staff. He flips backwards, trying to avoid the large club. Inevitably, he gets hit in the chest. As he careens to the floor, he shoves his staff down. The staff took most of the impact, leaving Avelyn only with a broken jaw. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peregrine Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 As the ogre makes its second swing, Alenee realizes she has no hope of closing in and living long enough to kill it with her pike. Instead, she stops her advance, and raises her weapon, spear shifting to bow already. Halfway through the transformation, her control seems to slip, and the bowspear flickers in and out of existence. Despite her obvious weariness, she concentrates again, bringing it fully to bow form. She pulls back the string, an arrow appearing even as she does this. She whispers what sounds like half prayer, half spell, and a silver-blue aura surrounds her, and new strength seems to flow into her. She now looks in every way like an angel of vengeance, the avatar of something far more powerful than any in the party.With a final correction of her aim, Alenee releases the arrow. It flies straight into the ogre's club arm, and a sphere of lightning bolts explode across its body. For a brief instant, the corridor is lit as bright as day, and then the lightining fades, leaving a series of burn marks across the ogre and nearby walls. The beast hesitates for an instant, suprised and in pain.Alenee quickly draws back and releases a second arrow, with near identical results. Though the ogre is clearly wounded, its rage has only increased, and it is at least as, if not more dangerous than before. It brings back the club for another swing, but before it can strike, a third arrow flies down the corridor and into its arm. This time, the lightning appears to cut deeper, and the ogre's swing misses as a bolt shocks its arm muscles.Sensing her inability to severely injure the ogre, Alenee yells to the party "I've got it pinned down here, but I can't keep it for long! You have to hit something critical!" Once again, the strain of battle is showing, and she looks as if her words are far more true than she will admit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thanateros Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 Damian, shrouded in concentration and piercing the air with a gaze that would paralyze gods clenchs his fists and begins to scream. A volume beyond reckoning soars through the halls of the ruins. Lightly rolling off his tounge these, sounding of his last words echo softly through the air, tappering at the lips of the mighty beast. "There is no end to your crimes, and no punishment shall be fit. However, you cannot begin to imagine the fate that awaits you," now addressing the party, "whatever adventures come to you my friends, may they bring you success and longevity. All I ask is you remember what I did here, and take care of that which is guarded by him." His eyes, bleeding with rage and vengeance almost stale the air around him. Nostrils assailed and breathing heavily he clinches his fists even tighter and chants reverently: "In your name, Webspinner, grant my your Stream. Give unto thee divine so that this fiend may be cast out of this, such that no terror can be brought of him again. Send your fury to me, my Lord, and the powers to which I forever am bound. Fuse your anger unto me, let me use it by your will and shall ne'er shed blood again in this realm. You, Spider, shall be my arms, legs and very soul." Tipping his head a soft purple aura surrounds his arms and legs. Breathing out softly he whispers something to himself. He look up, deathly scared and certain. His eyes seering with pain they begin to bleed. Slowly, a like aura surrounds the arms and legs of the beast. Nodding his head he lets the aura creep over his head and the rest of the body; just as it covers him, so too does it cover the Ogre. "Goodbye my friends," he smiles Screaming out like the pain of a thousand deaths consume him his arms and legs crack and tear and shatter, the bones melting into dust within his skin. Calling out in the name of Mehpala you clearly notice every bone within his tortured body is shattering to bits. The wave of pain finally reaching his head and crushing his skull. Veins and arteries exposed he bleeds profusely across the area and at last goes limp....clearly dead from the wounds sustained by the mysterious force. As the Ogre approaches the rest of the party he starts to get a rather funny and uneasy look he starts to bat his head with his hand. Then screeching out in terror blood begins to flow from his eyes. The aura surrounding him begins to tighten its grip. Cracking, shattering, tearing. The noises fill the ruins as what had just happened to Damian suddenly washes over the Orge. It screams out in terror as its limbs twist in every direction. Its skin being torn from its body and showering everything in rich blood. The force settles on its head, caving it in and resolving to take its life. The body drops to the floor, tattered and mangled. Not far from its corpse lies too the shattered body of what was once Damian, now released from his body into the Unknown Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thanateros Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 <ooc, uh what happened, why is nobody posting?> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peregrine Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 <ooc: sorry, waiting for some description of what/who was behind the ogre. helll's still controling that part, right?> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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