Mists over the Musarde, Chapter Four

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Thu Sep 17, 2009 1:22 pm

A loud commotion may be heard through the front door: crashing impacts, chopping hoofbeats, grunts, rapid footfalls, and Cirdan's voice calling out with a desperate battle-cry!

Brock Marsh Runoff · Post by **Brock Marsh Runoff** » Thu Sep 17, 2009 8:11 pm

The mirror clatters to the ground, and Dorgio sinks to his knees, blood welling from the gaping wounds in his chest. His face grows too pale too quickly and his eyes begin to lose focus. He places a shaking hand on his chest, and mutters a prayer, a rivulet of blood trickling from his lips.

[[OOC: Cure moderate wounds]]

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Thu Sep 17, 2009 10:44 pm

Alain, with Wat doing the aiming, fires a magical ray from his right hand. It strikes the undead monster. The creature shudders, shaken from its apparent fascination with Benn's mirror.

An inarticulate shriek of unholy fury issues from within the Rider's helmet.

Adam · Post by **Adam** » Thu Sep 17, 2009 10:54 pm

"So much for that plan," Benn thinks, stuffing the mirror away with an irritated snort. He moves quickly towards Dorgio, utilizing his healing powers to try and staunch his bleeding.

OOC: Using touch of healing feat, assuming D is still below half hps.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Thu Sep 17, 2009 11:15 pm

The Rider-in-Iron wheels about and spots Jon. He advances swiftly and brutally chops into the boy's right shoulder. Crunch! Bright red blood spurts out, pumping in time with the boy's heartbeat. The Rider jerks his sword free from the wreckage of Jon's shoulder and runs his sword through the boy's guts. Jon jerks spasmodically, then slumps to the floor, sliding off the impaling sword with a wet sucking sound.

[round 5 began with the attack on Jon]

steveflam · Post by **steveflam** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 12:45 am

Hurt that rider, and hard! is all the shadow hears in it's head. Sure enough, the shadow puts all it's might into harming the rider! In the meantime, even though he knows his blade won't harm the rider, he doesn't care. The dwarf yells at the top of his lungs AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and attacks the rider, if nly to distract it so the others can formulate a plan. He hacks at it again and again with his non-magical sword, swearing at it in Dwarvish, so it concentrates on him, not the others.

"Ay Al, o'er here, ta the left o me voice, cast yer spell here, now! Hurt the bastard! Norzak yells at Alain where the rider is.

" 'Is 'orse is ere ta tha right. Git it, git it good!"

The dwarf gives the approximate range from his voice to the rider, i.e "twenty feet to the left of my voice, quiet as can be!

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 7:16 am

[OOC, the horse and Cirdan are both outside- you cannot see them unless you actually go to the front door and look out. The fight with the dismounted undead knight is taking place inside the cabin.]

With help from Wat and Norzak, Alain rays the Rider-in-Iron again. The rays do indeed seem to be hurting it.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 10:45 am

As Jon's lifeblood continues to seep into the floorboards, Nozrak makes his bold attack upon the undead knight. The dwarf's sword, enchanced to magical effect as it is by Dorgio's prayers, bites through the mail and into the withered flesh beneath.

Norzak's shadow attempts to aid the dwarf, but it's attacks are wholly ineffectual. It goes skittering back to lurk in the shadows near the fireplace, waiting and watching...

Brock Marsh Runoff · Post by **Brock Marsh Runoff** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 11:01 am

As his pain begins to subside and his vision begins to clear up, Dorgio see's Jon bleeding out on the floor. He rushes to the boy's side, and places a hand still wet with his own blood on the boys' chest and invokes a prayer.

[[OOC: Cure moderate wounds]]

Adam · Post by **Adam** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 12:08 pm

Watching his allies falling, Bennedict screws up his courage and channels the words to a healing spell, looking for an opportunity and stepping forward to place a hand on the Rider-in-Iron's side.

OOC: Casting cure moderate wounds and attempting to deliver it as a touch attack on the Rider-in-Iron.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 1:31 pm

Benn is able to get in close enough to flank the Rider-in-Iron and lay a hand on its side. The surge of positive energy causes the creature to jerk away as if stung by a hornet.

The Rider ignores Benn and moves against Norzak. It handily disarms him, then strikes the dwarf a blow across the crown of his head.

Norzak's avulsed scalp hangs loosely, flapping as he moves. Blood pours down his cheeks, forehead and neck- threatening to get in his eyes.

[OOC the undead's attack was the start of a new round-#6. PCs may act]

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 2:47 pm

Wat points Alain in the right direction and the outlander strikes the undead monster with another ray.

Brock Marsh Runoff · Post by **Brock Marsh Runoff** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 4:33 pm

"Lathander's blinding nethers, what is this thing?!" He raises his hand toward the rider and looses a bolt of light at the Rider. "

[[OOC: Discharging the first LoM blast]]

Adam · Post by **Adam** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 4:45 pm

"Our efforts are harming it. Keep up the attack!" Bennedict shouts, unleashing another touch of healing energy into the Rider.

OOC: Down to the cure light's now. Hopefully this makes some progress soon.

ewancummins · Post by **ewancummins** » Fri Sep 18, 2009 11:33 pm

The Rider-in-Iron staggers beneath the wave of magical attacks. A terrific wail rips out of its helmet. The noise reaches a hair-raising crescendo, then drops to a low moan. The undead knight falls backward to lie on the floor, facing the starry night sky through the gap in the roof. The rusty armor collapses as dessicated flesh sublimates into mist. For an instant, the image of a noble knight hangs before you all. Those in front of him, Benn and Dorgio, can see that his visor lifted. His face is handsome , with clear eyes and a drooping mustache.

''I am free, thank all the gods, free of her curse. Thank you.....''

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Mists over the Musarde, Chapter Four