One success of 4, which is a grand total of 19 isn't it.?
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Nazir
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Excellent bluff roll
Shhh! Don't tell anyone but the Initiative TN is five not four, so well done, Slax didn't notice and he's already moved on. Its written in ink - see!
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arcanus
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Drake
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Drake is a shaken, dropping his sword and all other spells. He starts to fall towards a ground that he can't see, as the dark angel swoops around for another attack.
Although this dark angel is a magical creation of a magical world, it still obeys some characteristics of the real world. It propels itself through the air by it's wings, and although maneouvrable, it still takes a few seconds to stop itself and turn in the other direction.
Drake, on the other hand, can move quickly in any direction when his spells are running.
He blocks out the pain and focuses on the task at hand. Firing a new Super Enhance Movement spell on himself he quickly ceases to fall and zips off to catch his sword.
Then he turns to face the incoming dark angel. He won't make the same mistake as last time.
The dark angel flies in, sword outstretched at first, but as he closes the gap the angel pulls his arm back. Drake remains motionless, waiting for exactly the right moment.
The dark winged figure gains speed, and moments before the attack Drake moves. The spell pulses around his tiny frame as he very quickly accelerates downwards, then stops, then accelerates upwards.
The dark angel swings his mighty sword but hits nothing but air. Drake spins quicker than the angel can turn and propels himself onto the angel's back. Quickly scrabbling between the wings he pulls himself up so he can reach around the angel's head. One small arm wraps around and covers the angel's dark eyes, the other pushes the short sword blade against the angel's throat.
"Yield!" yells the gnome into the angel's ear, as he presses the blade in tighter.
Although this dark angel is a magical creation of a magical world, it still obeys some characteristics of the real world. It propels itself through the air by it's wings, and although maneouvrable, it still takes a few seconds to stop itself and turn in the other direction.
Drake, on the other hand, can move quickly in any direction when his spells are running.
He blocks out the pain and focuses on the task at hand. Firing a new Super Enhance Movement spell on himself he quickly ceases to fall and zips off to catch his sword.
Then he turns to face the incoming dark angel. He won't make the same mistake as last time.
The dark angel flies in, sword outstretched at first, but as he closes the gap the angel pulls his arm back. Drake remains motionless, waiting for exactly the right moment.
The dark winged figure gains speed, and moments before the attack Drake moves. The spell pulses around his tiny frame as he very quickly accelerates downwards, then stops, then accelerates upwards.
The dark angel swings his mighty sword but hits nothing but air. Drake spins quicker than the angel can turn and propels himself onto the angel's back. Quickly scrabbling between the wings he pulls himself up so he can reach around the angel's head. One small arm wraps around and covers the angel's dark eyes, the other pushes the short sword blade against the angel's throat.
"Yield!" yells the gnome into the angel's ear, as he presses the blade in tighter.
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arcanus
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"Death never yields" roars the Dark Angel who in his twisting, forces Drake to slice into his neck, black blood pouring from the wound as the angel sorrowfully falls into the ether below.Drake wrote: "Yield!" yells the gnome into the angel's ear, as he presses the blade in tighter.
The girl angel looks bemused, then turns as the white fluid erupts into a swirling vortex floating before Drake.
Before the gnome has chance to react he is drawn into the vortex, falling an infinite distance Drake appears a familiar chamber, before him are laid two plae astral forms and growing paler by the minute.