Friday, September 14, 2012

Hedge: Dwarf over heels

Voss pivots from the glowing eyes of the boar as the trees come to life to his right. "KROM! Lumber lives! Time to trim the hedges..." In a flash his bow is concealed and with the ring of steel his duel blades brandished. Stormbiter crackles with electric energy down the long blade as he deftly hews at the towering beast before him...

There is a roar of thunder, the snapping of bark and a if a tree falls and everyone is there it is LOUD.

Remsfeld finds himself nose-to-tree trunk. His eyes peek out from under his helm, just in time for a branch to clobber him in the head (4 hp.) The Aborean's sword flashes through the air with surprising swifteness. Remmy dances out of the way to avoid the majority of the blow, his heavy armor protecting him for the sharp blade, though not totally immune to the force (7 hp.)
Remsfeld them disappears, reappearing in front of Alion.

Qwyn puts his back to the wall so no tree things can sneak up on me. He points his rod, the air crackling with the now familiar Eldritch energy and sound of his voice. "Make like a tree and leaf!" The blast cracks the fallen tree-creature, sending bits of bark flying.

Voss nods his head ever so slightly in the direction of the board, yelling over to Alion. "Can you slow up the other white meat over there?"

The boar bores down on Remmy with rapid speed, its hooves kicking up small bits of dirt as it effortlessly passes over the rougher terrain. At home with this type of terrain it does not lose an ounce of speed.

Alion mutters a few words, a bright light shining as the boar leaps through the air. Its movement is unfazed though Remself receives the benefit of the blessing (11 hp). The bore lands in front of Remsfeld, its long, thick tusks flash as he gores the dwarf. The warriors armor seems almost non-existent as the tusks sink in deeply (14 hp). The board whips its head skyward and Remsfeld goes feet over beard, disappearing into the thick hedge (7 hp) closest to Voss. He goes in so deep that you cannot see any of him.

Though you hear a loud, "Sonofabitch!" from his general direction.

The boar snorts, now directly in front of Alion.

DM Notes:
Initiative order Voss, Alion, Remsfeld, Qwyn

3 comments:

  1. Dwarf pinball. It's all the rage over there in Cull.

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  2. Peter Jackson would revel in a thousand dwarf tossing jokes at this point - in my opinion at the WORST possible moments - moments of dramatic tension he himself creates, then destroys. (sorry, watching the triology again and it REALLY irks me. Humor/comic relief is essential, but AFTER battle/danger/terror. Not DURING. Otherwise we don't really care cause you don't/they don't really care!)

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  3. Oh there is nothing humerous about THIS situation. I assure you.

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