FlightlessBird Posted July 2, 2004 Share Posted July 2, 2004 The bonewalker that charged at Isaac was already hurt. It had two arrows in its cheast and another in its right arm. Unfortunatly, bonewalkers dont need two arms to attack. It ran at Isaac lop-sided and wounded, swinging his left arm violently. Tyjet had gotten their just in time, and was able to shoot an arrow through the bonewalkers leg. The impact of the arrow caused the bonewalker to trip and fall. Isaac saw this as an opertunity to beat another bonewalker with his staff (OOC: sorry but i really wanna beat another bonewalker senseless with my staff. :D ) untill it felt the pain that his team felt in the battle."Revenge is sweet." Isaac said as he pummeled the bonewalker in teh head... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tyjet3 Posted July 2, 2004 Share Posted July 2, 2004 Tyjet stood in shock as he saw this high elf beating this thing senseless. It kind of made him laugh... He looked over at one of the archers. It was jus about to take a shot at Eiade. Tyjet loaded his crossbow as fast as he could. Unfortuatly, because he was moving so fast, he didn't make a very good shot. It simply bounced off the skeleton's shoulder. It made the arrow's shot miss a least. It hopefully bought Eiade and Ken enough time to regroup... OOC: Ok, so this gives us 1 bonewalker (Duriel, you should take care of it. You haven't killed in a while.) and 2 archers... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chunky_Moose Posted July 2, 2004 Share Posted July 2, 2004 OOC: I'm back, just in time to kick some archer arse... IC: Has-Big-Axe slowly opened his eyes. The undead horde had obviously left him lying by the tree for dead. He looked around and saw his companions - several with severe wounds. Bodies littered the ground also, one angry bonewalker was roaring and ejecting red orbs of destructive drain spells at incredible speed. Arrows were issuing still form inside the door but the other skeleton archer was standing just behind the rampaging bonewalker. Has-Big-Axe tried to get up but pain shot up from his ribs and he collapsed again against the ground. Obviously his rib had broken and the Argonian gritted his teeth and prepared himself for intense pain. After taking several deep breaths, he gritted his teeth hard and leapt to his feet. "AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!" he screamed loudly as his broken rib tore flesh inside his body. He picked up his axe and screamed again before taking unsure steps towards the fray. An arrow hit him on his shoulder but his huge daedric pauldrons protected him from harm. Has-Big-Axe was tired, frantic, in pain and was watching his wounded friends lose blood and take blows, he had been in this situation before in his years of mercenary work and the tremedous flow of adrenaline flowed and his bloodshot eyes almost glowed as they opened wide in anger and he roared and charged towards the bonewalker. He swung his axe violently at the creature's outstretched arm and cut off several of its digits as it recoiled its arm away from the blow. The bonewalker raised his other fist and it hit the Argonian in the back, knocking him to the ground. The creature kicked but the Argonian rolled and with a mighty swing severed the bonewalker's lower leg. As the Argonian got up to deliver a mortal blow to the foul undead creature, a crude iron arrow hurtled - from the bow of a skeleton archer - into the unprotected shins of the Argonian. He screamed as the arrow pierced it all the way and the arrowhead stuck out from the back of his leg as well as splintered pieces of shinbone. The arrow also had on it a basic enchantment but the shock pulsed up and down the Argonian's body. He fell to the ground again but through his pain drew out his darts and hurled one at the archer's skull. His pain-oppressed brain had not its normal aim but the dart hit the skeletal neck at great velocity. The vertebra it hit flew out from the back of the skeleton's neck and the head - looking shocked in a kind of opened jawed grin - fell to the ground with a thud. The body followed suit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tyjet3 Posted July 2, 2004 Share Posted July 2, 2004 Tyjet saw Has-Big-Axe back in action, but also in trouble. A one legged bonewalker was crawling towards him as Has-Big-Axe screamed in pain from his shattered shinbone. (OOC:what color is Argonian blood?) Tyjet ran over to Has-Big-Axe. He had really bad wounds all over him. Blood was pouring out of his cuirass and was trickling from his shin down to his large feet. Tyjet grabbed Has-Big-Axe's arm in a struggle to pull him out of there. Jesus, your armor is heavy! Tyjet thought as he tried to pull him. He only moved him a few feet when a sudden loss of all energy hit him. As he fell to the ground he saw the bonewalker's hand still stretched out from the spell. Has-Big-Axe laying next to him. He was defenseless. The bonewalker got closer and closer... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eiade Posted July 2, 2004 Share Posted July 2, 2004 Eiade had been dodging arrows and protecting Ken, but she now saw Tyjet with... the Argonian?? He must've awoken! But they were in trouble. The bonewalker had casted a spell, and was still very much alive. The bosmer sprinted towards the walker, and threw her dwarven halberd like a javelin in an arced path into the back of the creature. She kept running towards it as it growled with frustration. She lept into the air, and came down and kicked the weapon into the creature, driving it straight through the torso and staking the creature into the ground. Its body tensed up, then relaxed as its tortured soul left the body. She whirled and looked at the last skeleton archer, now looking quite concerned, desperately firing its last arrows at the party. Its desperation brought inaccuracy, and the other three, Duriel, Ken, and Isaac closed in on the last beast standing... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
UberBender Posted July 2, 2004 Share Posted July 2, 2004 OOC: Sorry for not posting in a while! IC: Duriel saw the archers morale failing and lept toward the infernal creation. He brought his gleaming sword into the skeletons frail structure. The creatures body splinterd apart. The battle was finally over. Duriel collapsed in exhaustion. He sheathed his sword and drank from his flask, blood flowing from the wound in his leg. "Howsss everrryone doinng?" OOC: Me and Flightless will be gone from the 3rd to the 10th. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlightlessBird Posted July 3, 2004 Share Posted July 3, 2004 Isaac, exhausted and weak from the battle, fell to his knees after beating the bonewalker sensless. Everyone was exhausted and hurt, all needing assistance. "Well, Now that the battle is over, I must depart. I have an appointment and many errands to run. I will keep watch on your journey, and find you when I am finished with my Errands. Good luck and Vivicspeed on your journy untill i return." With that, he stood up and began to limp away. "Wait." Duriel said as he stood up as well. "You wish to accompany me Duriel?" Isaac asked."Yesss." Duriel replied as he sheathed his sword and began to walk to Isaac. "Good" luck on your journyyy..." Isaac and Duriel then walked south deeper into the woods and disappeared into the night. OOC:yeah we'll be back on the 10th so try not to do to much w/out us ;) . later Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Samurai Orc- Ken Ralliman Posted July 3, 2004 Share Posted July 3, 2004 OOC: Sorry for not posting in a while...but ya... IC: Ken held his blade high into the air. "Triumph at last! This battle was not hard." Ken laughed, trying to sound as if it were nothing. "Is everyone all right now? How about Miss Eiade are you well? And I see you have awoken Argonian friend. Just in time, I might add. As well as, Tyjet you are not hurt are you?" Ken then placed his hand over the arrow still lodged within his shoulder. "Me, I'll do just fine...." and with a loud cry, he yanked the arrow from its place, releasing Orcish blood all to the ground. "That will heal in time." He then looked over to where Duriel and Isaac left. "That leaves just us four then, for now. Well, numbers do not matter when you have a warrior's spirit and the strength." Ken turned to the group, his hand still holding his shoulder. "Let's rest, shall we?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eiade Posted July 3, 2004 Share Posted July 3, 2004 OOC: ken, i had already removed that arrow... anyways, that battle was fun! IC: The sun had now crept over the horizon, and spread its orange light upon the misty West Gash. Judging from the sun's position in the sky, it was about 7 in the morning. Eiade walked over to Tyjet and Has-Big-Axe."We must rest here a while and recooperate," she said to them. "We cannot move on until we are at full strength. Tyjet, prepare your apparati (the correct word for apparatus plural), if you have brought any, and let's brew some potions. I'll get some food to everyone." The severely injured Has-Big-Axe was propped up against a tree, severely injured and barely concious. Tyjet got down on his knees in the shade and began searching through his pack. Ken came over and sat down as well. Eiade got her pack from where they had been sleeping and got out pieces of hound meat and scrib jerky wrapped in cloth, and some saltrice to munch on. They had a at least rest a little before they started out again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chunky_Moose Posted July 3, 2004 Share Posted July 3, 2004 OOC: It was one helluva introduction for eternaldarkness but they haven't posted yet...i'll PM them. IC: Has-Big-Axe was drifting between reality and the dark world inside his mind; between conciousness and unconciousness. His kit had been discarded and was strewn around, and a pile of it was by the tree where the Staff was leaning. He awoke and tried to speak but succeeded only in hissing before the pain sent back into his twisted dreams. The others noticed his efforts to speak but could not help him, Tyjet was trying to set up his alembic and it was balanced oddly on the uneven ground. In his state of unconciousness, he saw again the slave ship that he was brought to Vvardenfell in. He saw again the faces of his captors and he saw again those faces as his stolen iron axe hacked through them. He awoke, his eyes popped wide open and he cried out before falling back into unconcuiousness. Now his tortured dreams had moved on, he was on a battlefield far in the East. His axe swinging in flaming arcs as it cut through scores of enemy and his newly acquired daedric scales deflecting the greatest of blows. He awoke again and cried out louder and flailed his arms a bit before going back into his nightmares. Now he had moved on again. He was in Skyrim and he was wading through bodies and blood towards the rebel fortress. Great ballista bolts flew past his head and thudded into the ground all around him. He walked up to the great corkbulb door and hit it with his axe. The fiery enchantment spread across the wood and the door exploded in flame. Suddenly the battlefield disappeared and Has-Big-Axe saw himself, lying on the ground, tended by his desperate friends. His axe was in his hand and he wa covered in his own green blood. He felt that the distant figure of himself below him was dying, it life was ebbing away through its wounds. Has-Big-Axe briefly saw again the great battles that he had fought in, faces he knew and faces he had cut apart. 'No' he thought, 'This life cannot end here. This journey is not complete. This quest is not finished. I have killed too many to die here unknown. I have not finished...I want to kill things....' his thought was unfinished when he awoke and his eyes opened wide, "I ENJOY KILLING THINGS!!!!" His companions looked at him in shock for a moment before the Argonian, gritting his teeth, called for them to bring the Staff. "It can repair my shattered body" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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