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Topic: Weird War II
Subject: A hunting tentacles we will go1

Corban wasn't surprised to hear the Sarge insist that they fight these things. He expected it. But somehow Brutals comments did catch him off guard. He never doubted the group Tough would talk about fighting them, but somehow Brutal "acting tough" and Brutal "doing the right thing to save others" just didn't seem to go together. Was it a coincidence, he wondered? It just so happened that acting tough in this setting also meant playing the role of the selfless hero? Or was their more to their gun-toting, cigar-smoking point-man?

Doc's words were no surprise at all. Some people you just knew you could count on.

Corban smiled a bit as he scanned the space around the group. He had listened to the ladies speech while keeping his eyes open on everything around them. It was the role of the sniper to be the groups eyes.

After the Sarge had snapped and Brutal played his slefless-hero card, Croban couldn't spoke briefly. It wasn't usually his place to speak up, but when tentacles start waving, perhaps the old rules start losing a bit of their meaning.

"I don't think the lady meant "run away from the mission." She just mean, "get the hell out of the reach of the beast." At least that's how I'd read it - and it worked once so far."

Turnign to the lady he asked a question. "Was that fire and cold steel? Otr was it iron? What does that mean? Is a bullet hot or cold? Will bullets do anything? Did the grenade work because it was fire? We picked up a few blades on the way here, are those really what we have to fight giant tentacles with?"

Posted on 2011-07-22 at 03:38:15.
Edited on 2011-07-22 at 03:41:34 by Nomad D2

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Rest and healing.

"Rest and healing make sense to me. Onward into darkness. Let us see what sort of shelter we have found."

Posted on 2011-07-22 at 03:18:04.
Edited on 2011-07-22 at 03:19:22 by Nomad D2

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Spell or sunrod?

"Well, I'd usually prefer to use a torch instead of burning a spell or sunrod we might need. Anybody have one?"

If nobody offers a good piece of wood to burn, Heironymus will use his light spell, which he can get back more easily than a sunrod can be replaced.

Once light is acquired the march is on. "Anyone offering to go first? I might suggest someone who wants to be in front of the light spell and has better night vision than mine. Otherwise, my armor can lead the way. Hopefully we can find a resting spot inside."

Posted on 2011-07-07 at 05:13:45.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: What in the name of creation??!!

And Corban ran. He didn't normally like the thought of running from something. It was hard to aim a rifle and run at the same time. But in this case, he needed no encouragement. He ran with everything he had. Even so, he did not run fast enough, as one of the tentacles grabbed him around the ankle and pulled him off his feet and up into the air.

Damn! He attempted to twist in mid air to get a shot at the tentacle holding him, but before he could do more than spin around (or be spun, he couldn't really tell how much was his own doing) he heard rapid fire shots and the tentacle released him. Instead of spinning he now found himself falling, and the corpral did his best to turn his motion into a duck and roll. It worked. Sort of.

A bit bruised, the sniper rolled quickly to his feet and spun to assist the others who had just saved his butt. He turned just in time to see two grenades go down the chasm. He knew enough about grenades to turn and continue moving quickly into the castle at that point, putting as much space as possible between himself and the explosion. And the monster as well.

As he moved into the courtyard, Corban stopped and surveyed the landscape. Ruin. Bloodshed. Battle. What the? But he took all of that in at a moments glance. He knew his job was to be the lookout. He quickly scanned the upper reaches of the castle in the courtyard. Was there any sign of life or movement in the windows, along the roof line or anywhere else?

Seeing nothing, he followed the captains orders to move forward. As he approached the captain, he kept his eyes constantly scanning the scene for some sign of a threat. But as he passed the groups senior officer, he asked, "uh, captain. Did the brass maybe forget to tell us something?"

It wasn't an accusation, just an honest question from a kid from the woods who had just seen things he had never seen in the woods back home. His eyes kept scanning their surroundings, looking for the next bizarre threat.

Posted on 2011-06-28 at 03:47:23.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: A storm and shelter . . .

As the door opened Heironymus prepared for whatever might come out of the darkness. When nothing did he backed away from the opening.

"Ok folks, considering the weather, I suggest we take the path available to us. Anyone got a light?"

Posted on 2011-06-28 at 01:28:29.

Topic: Weird War II Q n A
Subject: Missing something?

Ok, I know I have been on vacation for two weeks with limited internet access. But where is everyone else?

Posted on 2011-06-19 at 00:59:04.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Till next Tuesday

Storm coming - open door. What an invite. I say we go in.

FYI - I will be unavailable for a longer post until next Tuesday/Wed.

Posted on 2011-06-16 at 22:24:48.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Know what is at your back

"Don't you think we should rest first? Then....we can scout out the nearest cave for shelter and to determine if the caves are connected by a tunnel network. That would circumvent some of the climbing that apparently needs to be done. Besides we don't need any of our heaviest team members precariously hugging the side of a mountain. Someone light and fleet of foot to do the scouting."

The cleric looked at the other climber. "I'm not comfortable resting until we know the ledge is safe. It doesn't look like a big search. As for who goes out on the ledges, I'd love to leave that for those less encumbered, but after what we just went through I'm not real comfortable volunteering someone else. I'll look at the big ledge were on now first. Then help with the side shelves if needed."

Posted on 2011-06-03 at 04:50:48.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: I try

Glad you like it! I amused myself while writing it anyway. . .

Posted on 2011-06-03 at 04:44:47.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Run, Rusn, and run again

And Corban ran. He moved quickly into the castle, turning as he passed the gates to see if a good target such as an eye presented itself. He knew Brutal was covering their retreat and no matter how much he disliked the guy, Corban wouldn't leave him to the beast by himself.

He hoped someone was scoping out where they were running TO . . .

Posted on 2011-06-03 at 01:35:09.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: An end to the wyverns

"Wow. Nice jump"

It was about all Heironymus could come up with to say after the Rogue's daring leap. It was clearly inadequate.

"Hmmm . . . no healing spells. Before we do much else, I'd suggest we start by looking around this shelf and the extra edges."

So saying, the cleric followed his own advice, carefully examining the back wall of the ledge on which they were perched. After that, if the others hadn't already done so, he will move down the right hand ledge (facing the rock wall, away from the ledge.)

Posted on 2011-06-03 at 00:49:52.

Topic: Weird War II Q n A
Subject: Sniper

So, did Corban ever cross the bridge? I wasn't sure he had, but the map places him with everyone else.

Posted on 2011-06-01 at 19:06:27.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Wyvern poison

Ok, so that was lucky. Thank goodness for all that time spent throwing lassos at uncle Bob's lizard farm . . .

Question - is the wyvern poison going to be out of the system after a couple of turns or do we need to worry about an on going problem?

As for the group - do we need some healing spells? I suspect we should take care of that first, then inspect the shelf we are on, followed by moving along in one direction or another.

Posted on 2011-05-31 at 17:53:55.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Holy . . . !

Corban saw the darkness shift under the bridge and too one step forward for a better look.

Suddenly two huge tentacles shot out from under the bridge and came rapidly towards the sniper. "SH#@!!!!" he mettered as he hastily beat a retreat. His first move was straight backwards as he sought to put as much space between himself and the bridge as possible. He ran straight away from the chasm, swerving slightly to use the guardhouse as a bit of a block as he ran.

The first twenty steps he simply ran as fast as he could. After that he will peer back over his shoulder and see what has occurred behind him. If the tentacles have stopped their hunt he will spin, bring up his rifle and see what he can do to aid in the fight.

Posted on 2011-05-31 at 17:48:44.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: No longer a spectator

Heironymus had approached the cliffs edge unsure what to do,but as he saw the wyvern's barb strike home and the rogue begin to curse, hequickly realized that the time for inaction was over. He needed to do something and do it quickly.

The goal was obvious - get the flying wyrm back over the ledge so that their companion could let go and land in safety. Simple, right? That meant finding some way to either pull or entice it over. He had the rope in his hands - he quickly made sure there was a loop in the end and attempted to lasso the beasts head. If it worked, he could use his entire armor clad weight to pull it in - hopefully without creating too much of a jerk on the beast.

As he prepared to lasso the beast he smiled, remember his childhood at his uncles lizard farm when he had spent endless summer days with his cousins lassoing the flying beasts. Who knew those skills would come in so handy? Surely the gods would remember those days. (Right? Right? I'msure I put that into my character's history. )

Posted on 2011-05-25 at 12:29:00.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Movin' on up

Corban saw the captain's gesture and assumed it must mean, "move out."

Ok, he thought, time to storm the castle. It was mighty nice of them to leave the door open for us. At least I hope it was nice.

Keeping his usual running commentary going, the sniper lined his sites up on the opening beyond the bridge as Brutal moved quickly too and across the bridge.

(Assuming he makes it across safely)

Once Brutal was across and stationed to the side of the entrance the other started moving forward as well. As they moved out from the guardhouse, Corban nodded at the lady and said quietly, "lets move out - quick to the guardhouse." With that he moved out. Although he kept his head down and ran in a crouch, the sniper did not make the slow advance his comrades had. Instead he sprinted to the shelter of the guardhouse his companions had vacated.

Once there, he will again do his best to use the concealment of the building and put his scope to good use. He will offer cover to the others on the bridge or on the other side from where he is at. He will also use his scope to look into the entrance tunnel and at any nearby windows to again try and get information. He will hold this position until signalled to join the others on the other side of the bridge.

*As he approaches the guardhouse, Corban will also try to get a look at the tracks in the road. Are there tracks?

Posted on 2011-05-19 at 03:00:51.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Plan?

Well, I don't know if it is a good plan, but it is the only one I can think of at the moment. So unless someone else has a better idea, Heironymus will attempt to lasso the wyvern. We can't leave her dangling AND getting attacked. Perhaps as H tosses the rope someone else could try to tie it off. Assuming we want it tied down near us.

Anybody know what wyvern poison does? Other than hurt, I mean.

Posted on 2011-05-18 at 02:05:49.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Ropes, lassos, and rescue plans

Ok, so Heironymus goes to the edge with some vague plan of using the rope to save the flying rogue. How far out from the ledge is the wyvern? How hard does it look to get a rope over its head? (I think the rope is tied to something, but need to check) Does it look like one good yank might pull it over the ledge? Is there any way to get a rope around the rogue?

Posted on 2011-05-17 at 02:45:54.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Huh, I guess we didn't plan for THAT!

Heironymus climbed over the edge of the cliff. He was in pain from poison in his blood, at least he assumed that is what it was. As he worked his way over the edge he thanked the half-orc for the assistance. He wouldn't have made it without that help.

As rapidly as he could after reaching level ground he rolled over and climbed to his feet. And that was when he saw the rogue. He saw her grabbed and begin to get carried away. As she lunged for the claw that had recently held her, he had to close his mouth to keep from staring open-mouthed at the deadly scene in front of him. Dangling from a wyvern, no, they certainly hadn't planned for that!

But he didn't sit still to watch what happened next. He saw the other two aiming weapons at the second, unencumbered, wyvern so the cleric quickly made the decision to focus on their dangling friend. There wasn't a lot he could do as killing the beast would be a bad plan at this point. Instead he grabbed the rope the half-orc had discarded and moved to the edge of the cliff. He quickly tied a loop in the end - something that could either make a lasso or an easy handhold.

He didn't have anything in particular in mind, he simply hoped there might be a chance to give his companion something other than the wyrm to hold onto. If the thing came close (It seems it isn't far away, correct?) he could try to lasso it and pull it back over the ledge. At any rate, if the thing tried to move away he would try to loop the rope over its head. Or toss it to his companion in the unlikely event that she dropped her sword.

He watched her carefully to see if she gave any hint of a plan.

Posted on 2011-05-17 at 02:42:26.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Seeing the world from a distance

From the actions of the group at the guardhouses, it seemed obvious to the sniper that they were deserted. That was odd. Who put up guardhouses and then didn't use them? Something was wrong here. As far as the private knew, they were the only group of Allies in the area. But then, who told a private anything? Who knew - maybe the Russians were around?

Such speculations always ran through his head as he peered through his scope. For now, he would sit and watch as he had been ordered. He suspected that they would soon be making a break for the bridge before the sun rose, at least that is what he would do, but it wasn't his decision to make. If the captain turned to look at him, he would try to indicate that he could see nothing in the castle.

So he sat back and waited for the captain to order them ahead. He and the lady would move forward when called for. And when he did, he intended to take a look at the tracks in the road. There just might be something there.

Posted on 2011-05-17 at 02:24:52.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins / Q&A
Subject: Crap

Yeah, crap just about covers it. Anybody have any great ideas? Or even marginally useful ideas? Bad ideas?

The problem with catching a tiger by the tail is that you don't dare let go . . .

Posted on 2011-05-13 at 02:50:29.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: The world as seen through a scope

Corban watched the guard house carefully as Brutal approached. The bent gun in the road was a mystery - guns didn't naturally end up that way. He hoped Brutal had the sense not to tread on any tracks in the road. If something strange had happened, well, critters in the back-woods always left some sign of their passing. He suspected Nazis might do the same in the middle of a road.

"Come on Brutal, don't mess it up!" he thought to himself. This was quickly followed by "I wonder what Nazi scat looks like?"

Despite his wondering thoughts, he was focused on the world through his scope. He watched for any sign of movement - in the guardhouse or up the road towards the castle.

Posted on 2011-05-03 at 02:11:02.

Topic: Realms of Twilight - A Journey Begins
Subject: Wyverns! Why did it have to be wyverns?!

Heironymus climbed as quickly as he could, both thankful for and cursing his heavy armor at the same time.

As he climbed he felt the rush of wind as one of the wyverns dived on him. Just he thought he might escape the pass without damage he felt a dagger dig into his side. Burn! Buffeted by the wings, burned by some poison, the cleric was buffeted into and then away from the cliff. Desperately he reached out for the dangling rope and grabbed it with all of his strength.

His hand closed around the life-saving rope and the cleric was pulled back into the rock with a gasp at the pain in his side.

But he didn't wait. As soon as he had even a shallow breath he continued his climb, using the rope to aid him move as quickly as the burn in his side and the steep cliffside would allow.

"Stupid mysteries!
Stupid secrets!
Stupid unknown mission!
Stupid Wyverns!"

It ran like a mantra through his mind as Heironymus climbed. He simply kept putting one hand and in front of the other and pulling himself upwards as the mantra ran through his head. He ignored the wyrm in the sky. There was nothing he could do anyway. Climb. Climb. Hand hold. Hand hold. Climb. Climb.

"Stupid mysteries!
Stupid secrets!
Stupid mission!
Stupid Wyverns!"

Posted on 2011-05-03 at 02:04:17.

Topic: Weird War II Q n A
Subject: Sniper

I really don'tknowmuch about the firearms being mentioned. Just saying Schmeisser means nothing to me.

However, I think a sniper is pretty clear. As long as he has his rifle, I doubt Corban would carry around a second rifle if he didn't have to do so. Assuming he had ample ammo, anyway.

Posted on 2011-05-01 at 23:43:31.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Scoping things out

McGuiness jumped out of the car as soon as he got the chance. He immediately found a spot where he could find cover and yet see the guard houses. He used the scope on his sniper rifle to "scope out" the scene. If anything showed, of course, he would let the others know. While Brutal parked the car he also took the opportunity to scope out the castle a little. There were a few lights on . . .perhaps someone would show themselves in one of the windows?

He was beginning to like the captain. Corban could see that the others were testing the captain. Subtly, but it was there. You don't just forget about rank in the army. But the captain was in charge - but didn't pick fights over the little things. It would have worried Corban more if the captain had felt he needed to prove himself. This trip would need someone with real confidence, not just a puffed up chest. Somehow that thought brought an image of Brutal . . . Still, although the group was a lot smalled than expected, they did have a some core skills. The Sarge was a man of action, and could speak the language. Doc, well he was a Doc. And seemed pretty steady. Brutal, for all that he was indeed a bit brutal, provided some muscle. And Corban himself? Well, he could shoot. He brought his own set of skills.

These thoughts wandered through the snipers mind as hecovered the group as they moved towards the guard houses.

***Corban will claim one of the torches (as well as a stinky cheese sandwhich.) He also suggest that any extra guns and ammo at least be put in the trunk of the car for future use, if not being carried. He will also claim a bayonet if those of higher rank do not do so.

Posted on 2011-05-01 at 00:55:27.


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