Mists Over the Musarde, Chapter Three

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Sat Mar 21, 2009 2:12 pm

Alain exits quickly via the window. He descends to the ground with ease. Outside the castle, it is night, and quiet. The full moon is out, and he can see pretty well. The hillside is covered in grass- not barren as it had been under the sun.

..........CREEEEEEEAAAAK.....

A big shadow may be seen in the stairwell, moving. It's difficult to tell what might be casting it, though...

.....Creeeeeeaaaak....

Something jostles at the windowsill, and then the grapnel works loose and flies out into the night! The iron shutters snap shut with sudden violence. Just as that happens, the light in Buckman's lantern, abandoned on a table, is snuffed out as if someone had blown hard on it. The room is in full darkness now.

BOOM!

The very stones shake with the impact of something BIG hitting the floor of the room.

SMACK!

Something strikes stone with a sodden crunch, and a low groan of pain rises from someplace in the darkened room.

[OOC, Norzak can see in the dark- so check your PM, Tarlyn]

steveflam · Post by **steveflam** » Sat Mar 21, 2009 7:46 pm

Norzak grunts from the impact and shakes his head. Reaching he retrieves a wand. Taking aim, he speaks a word frizzit.

A small missile emerges from th ened of the wand and flies out, turning into a magic missile, striking the something.

"Light! Burn this thing or flee, Imma right behind ye boys." He yells out.

Lord Skybolt · Post by **Lord Skybolt** » Sat Mar 21, 2009 9:16 pm

Alain pick's up the grappling hook and hooks it on too the sill . Then he climbs up to the shutters, and taps on them mutters under his breath a spell(L) .

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Sat Mar 21, 2009 9:42 pm

Light springs up from the window- the shutters are still closed, but now are glowing just like a lantern!

With the light thus provided, you may all see what you're fighting:

Before you is an ogrish figure built of warped and twisted wooden beams and planes, rusty nails, and loose iron hinges. It's vaguely manlike, but crudely formed, faceless, and with a left arm half again as long as its right. The wooden monster shuffles across the flagstones, raising its nail-studded left fist to menace Dorgio.

[The creature has moved far enough into the room that it ought possible to flank it- or to run around it and into the stairwell. Of course, that would mean getting well within reach of its arms. ]

Brock Marsh Runoff · Post by **Brock Marsh Runoff** » Sat Mar 21, 2009 9:46 pm

Dorgio staggers and nearly falls from the impact, but instead he is thrown against a wall, where he manages to brace himself. "Kurva..." he curses, feeling something sticky on his shoulder, and wonders if one of those foul blisters had burst.

When the darkness falls, he chants a prayer meant to bathe himself and the area around him in light.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Sat Mar 21, 2009 9:54 pm

Between the two light-based spells, the room is now quite brightly lit.

steveflam · Post by **steveflam** » Sun Mar 22, 2009 8:28 am

Frizzit! Norzak speaks the word again and another missile flies out at the monster, hitting it in the chest.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Sun Mar 22, 2009 1:10 pm

CRUNCH

The wooden monstrosity swings its long left arm at Dorgio, but this attack misses and hits the wall instead, leaving a crack in one of the building stones.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Sun Mar 22, 2009 8:43 pm

Cirdan shouts a battle cry and rushes the monster. His sword connects with a loud THWACK like a hatchet biting into a log, and carves a small chunk out of the flank of the shambling wooden thing.

Adam · Post by **Adam** » Mon Mar 23, 2009 12:09 am

Bennedict backpedals away from the creature, helpless to harm it with his lack of weaponry. However, one weapon remained, a weapon honed in long nights of candle lit reading in the libraries and archives of Nufrechtenburg and a number of other cities.

"It is a techtonic spirit," he shouts, feeling the cold stone of the tower wall at his back, "A ghost using physical things for it's body. Norzak's missles are our best hope of ridding ourselves of it. Cirdan, try to hold it at bay while we try to find some more force attacks!"

He turns to Dorgio. "If things should go badly, you may be able to turn it and drive it away."

His knowledge disseminated, he looks around in the room for anything to defend himself with, should the battle turn truly desperate.

Brock Marsh Runoff · Post by **Brock Marsh Runoff** » Mon Mar 23, 2009 9:09 am

Dorgio nearly stumbles when the creature's fist brushes inches past his head. "I am thinking maybe you were right the first time," he tells Benn, "about the running away! But I am thinking this will not be letting us..."

With that said, he backs away from the spirit, still facing it. After he has taken a few steps, he extends a gaunt and preternaturally frail hand towards the spirit. Some of the light surrounding him coalesces at his fingertips, then streaks from his hand towards the spirit.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Mon Mar 23, 2009 9:04 pm

The burst of celestial radiance strikes the creature center mass. The wooden frame reels away from Dorgio, crashing into the wall opposite the stairwell, dangerously close to Benn!

Relentlessly, the enemy waddles forward to renew the attack. It swings its long left arm across the room, targeting Cirdan. The knight is running straight at the thing! Just in time, he ducks his head, crouching as he runs forward clanking in his heavy armor, so that the morning star fist whips over his head harmlessly.

Cirdan doesn't strike with his sword, but shield-rams the timber giant at an oblique angle, sending it spinning off balance in mid-step. The puppet-body veers right, crashing into a heavy table full of glassware.

The path to the doorway is clear- at least for the moment.

The monster lies sprawled over a broken mass of furniture and glass shards.

Adam · Post by **Adam** » Tue Mar 24, 2009 11:43 am

Bennedict steps out to the steps, standing about halfway down towards the next landing before turning to wait and see if anyone is going to need any help.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Tue Mar 24, 2009 4:18 pm

Cirdan interposes himself between the enemy and the stairwell opening.

''Get out! Run!''

The constructed monster rises ponderously from the wreckage of the table, and begins to stumble forward. Shards of glass rise from the floor and attach to the wooden body, embedding themsleves in the rough timber frame to form rows of sharp toothlike blades.

The knight stands fast near the stairwell, ready to fight to protect his companions as they escape.

Norzak gives the command word once more, and another conjured arrow streaks towards the target, actually curving around Cirdan to strike the enemy. The thing keeps coming!

steveflam · Post by **steveflam** » Tue Mar 24, 2009 5:10 pm

Since Norzak is slower, he goes last. "RUN! GIT OUT!" and he follows the others out as fast as his little feet can carry him.

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Mists Over the Musarde, Chapter Three