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[Caerwyn]

Falvich will wear the rings, for better or for worse, and start fleeing again. This can't be good...This definitely can't be good.

[Urist McBeanie]

TURN 11

Juba Freedmen

Catch the half ogre and shout at him to follow me then head off the battlefield as fast as possible grabbing any loot possible on the way without stopping.

The half ogre ignores Juba so he just decides to run for it [4+3] He quickly finds his way out into the meadow from before, after grabbing a [3] a chipped dagger.

Derm

To the wall! Climb the wall!

Derm [5] sprints over to the large stone wall begins the climb. [1] He leaps up to the first handhold but falls right down again, stunning him briefly.

Gweg Kenson

Gweg turns to the elf. "Only one question really matters: Friend or foe?"

Attack anyone who attacks me first.

Gweg turns to the elf, but is completely ignored as the elf puts on two rings and begins screaming wildly as his hand bursts into flames. Gwegs quickly checks his surroundings [6] and realizes 5 of the heavily armored soldiers are heading towards him from the left and front.

Atla

((I rolled for the weapon when I looked at it? Oh.))
Turn towards the soldiers and ready my halberd, but don't wield it in a threatening manner. Address them and ask them what intentions they bear. Go to ground amongst the dead. Motion for my golem to take cover before they can see him.

[4] Atla quickly drops down before any of the soldiers notice. [4] His golem quickly dives to cover as well as the soldiers bear down on them. The one in the lead stops just a few feet from Atla, searching for any movement.

Groz Talvor

"You ain't gettin' me! Use magic to move superfast away from the soldiers until they're far away, then eat the nearest edible thing (this includes corpses) to replenish reserves.

[6-1+1=6] Groz conjures up a wormhole and dives through it. Within half a second Groz regains consciousness and falls several feet onto something made of rock.

Falvich

Falvich will wear the rings, for better or for worse, and start fleeing again. This can't be good...This definitely can't be good.

Falvich continues to ignore the half ogre and puts on the rings. [1] First off his right hand bursts into flame and begins screaming in pain. [4] The ring on his left hand starts to heal the wound.

A Bunch of Heavily Armored Soldiers

Find and kill the survivors!

Character List

Spoiler: Falvich (click to show/hide)

User: Caerwyn
Name: Falvich
Location: OH GOD THE PAIN!!! IT'S UNBEARABLE AGGGHHHHHHH!
Race: Elf
Gender: Male
Traits: Dagger Blitz; Spindly; Elves need LOOT!
Occupation/Role: Rogue
Equipment: Torn Clothing; 3 Daggers; Unidentified Dagger; Apple; Chainmail Hauberk; Maille Coif; Maille Gloves; Maille Chausses; Unidentified Ring; Unidentified Ring; Sack
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Health: Badly Burned
Magic: Empowering
Appearance: Falvich looks like a typical elf; - Green eyes and dark brown hair. Still, he's blessed with Elves' natural beauty and grace, easily turning heads, and...Lustful gazes.
Age: 84
Backstory: Falvich likes women, magic, alcohol, magical alcohol, and daggers. Money's always a plus, too. Magic money is a very large plus.

Spoiler: Gweg Kenson (click to show/hide)

User: GreatWyrmGold
Name: Gweg Kenson
Location: Preparing to face 5 of the soldiers in the foggy battlefield
Race: Half-Ogre
Gender: Male
Traits: Overspecialised; Moral
Occupation/Role: Mercenary
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Greatsword; Tower Shield; Empty Sack; A Note; Sack
Alignment: Pragmatic Good
Health: Fine
Magic: Wild Magic
Appearance: Big, looks like an unusually small, quick, and smart ogre.
Age: 15
Background: Gweg was a child who never knew his parents. He didn't need to, as it turns out. By the time his memories begin, he was living on his own, stealing bread and supplementing it with rats. By the time he was 7 (or so), he was almost as big as a full-grown human, and got conscripted into a noble's army for a holy war. He hated the war but the faith soaked in. He resolved to try to live a better life, and since has become one of the best mercenaries around. Sadly, everything else has suffered, all but his morals. He's tried to keep them from slipping away with the rest of his life, but slowly is growing aware of how this might soon become impossible....

Spoiler: Groz Talvor (click to show/hide)

User: Xantalos
Name: Groz Talvor
Location: In a fog-less clearing
Race: Dwarf
Gender: Male
Traits: Arcane Awesome, Old Bookworm
Occupation: Aspiring God Deposer, Mage in spare time
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Staff; Bladder, Liver, Left Kidney, Right Kidney, Pierced Right Lung, Left Lung, Heart, Stomach, Brain, 3 Human Skins, Big Intestine, Small Intestine, Skull, 7 Bones, 2 Eyes; Knife; Leather Gloves; Leather Boots; Steel Breastplate; Hood; Silver Amulet; Unidentified Ring; Unidentified Ring; Robe
Alignment: Amoral (No alignment)
Health: Fine; Wormhole Sickness
Magic: Reality Warping, General Magic
Appearance: Groz is a very creepy-looking, thin dwarf. He has wispy beard things on his chin, eyes that shift color when you look at them, and a scary expression. Did I mention his face looks like a skull?
Age: 250
Backstory: Groz was studying one day in Dwarf Magic university when he realized that he was wasting his time. Why do this writing by hand when he could depose the gods and create a world where dwarfs have innate telekenisis? So far, he's only killed 3 high priests, and he figured he might as well join this army thing. Groz is rather impulsive.

Spoiler: Derm (click to show/hide)

User: dermonster (obviously)
Name: Derm
Location: Attempting to climb the stone wall
Race: Dwemer
Gender: Male
Traits: Dreams of the Dwemer. Heart of Lorkhan
Occupation/Role: Magical Mad Engineer. Or something. Hell if I know. Hell if he knows either.
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Sack 1; Sack 2; Empty Sack; Golden Onyx Ring; Magnetic Harquebus
Alignment: Chaotic Derm
Health: Fine
Magic: Magitechnology

Spoiler: Juba Freedmen (click to show/hide)

User: mesor
Name: Juba Freedmen
Location: In the meadow
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Traits: Dimachaerus Fighting Style; Kill With Honor
Occupation/Role: Noble's Personal Guard
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Shortsword; A few coins; Exquisite Longsword; Sack 1; Sack 2; Sack 3; Sack 4; Sack 5; Sack 6; Chainmail Hauberk; Maille Coif; Gloves; Chipped Dagger
Alignment: Honorable
Health: Fine
Magic: Restoration
Appearance: 6' 1" and well muscled, short cropped black hair and scars all over the front of his body that attest to his life spent in battle. Has dark red eyes which show no emotion.
Age: 23
Backstory: He was the son of a soldier who had guarded a noble for over 20 years, his father raised him and trained him to be a soldier himself and shortly after turning 17 he entered and won a sword fighting tournament and was rewarded with a post on a nobles personal guard and in the 6 years since then he has fought in over a dozen battles and won every time picking up many wounds along the way. He fights in a very distinctive style refusing to use shields and instead wielding 2 long swords.

Spoiler: Atla (click to show/hide)

User: GUNINANRUNIN
Name: Atla
Location: Lost in the foggy battlefield with his golem
Race: Construct
Gender: Not Applicable
Traits: Skilled with Staves and Polearms
Occupation/Role: Daemonic Warrior Monk
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Spear; Halberd; Animated Black Knight's Armor
Alignment: Corruption
Health: Fine
Magic: Animation
Spell: Golem
Appearance: Currently an animated suit of black knight's armour that contains Atla's soul. He was never human to begin with, and as such it is imbued within the plates themselves, though he can easily swap them for others that he finds more appealing without the risk of scattering his essence. His body is covered in trophies which he carries and places on his  as evidence of numerous conquests in the past.
Age: 4,389 Years Old
Backstory: A young man loyal to the Dark Gods was attempting to create the perfect warrior, completely obedient and incredibly powerful. Unfortunately, he only managed to succeed in half of his endeavour, and he was dead before Atla had even finished opening his eyes.

Spoiler: Atla's Golem (click to show/hide)

Name: N/A
Location: Lost in the foggy battlefield with Atla
Race: Golem
Gender: N/A
Traits: N/A
Occupation/Role: N/A
Equipment: 2 Iron Clubs
Alignment: Completely Obedient to Atla
Health: Fine
Age: 5 Turns old
Backstory: Atla spent 7 turns attempting to construct him

[Caerwyn]

AGH OH GOD, TAKE OFF THE BURNING RING...Better. Now, shout a "Hail Mary", and get out of this blasted battleground.

[Dermonster]

Up the damn wall.

[mesor]

Assess my surroundings then staying on the edge of the battlefield gather up as much equipment as possible from the bodies, keep an eye out for the enemy soldiers.

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Who are you and what are you doing?"
Attack the soldiers ifwhen they attack me.

[Parsely]

Conjure a flesh golem directly behind them from the corpses littering the field, and have it attack them. If an INTACT GOLEM is successfully created, order it to attack them. All of this is done without leaving cover.

[Xantalos]

Assess surroundings(where I am, if anyone is there, etc). Put on the robe and check the ring for curses.

[Urist McBeanie]

Sorry guys, won't have the time to write a turn for a while.

[Caerwyn]

'S cool man, I'll just go and play some WC3 while I wait.

...And maybe some M&B.

[Urist McBeanie]

TURN 12

Falvich

AGH OH GOD, TAKE OFF THE BURNING RING...Better. Now, shout a "Hail Mary", and get out of this blasted battleground.

[6] Still screeching in pain Falvich tears off the ring and shouts to the sky [3] "THANK GOD THAT'S OVER!" and runs, completely ignoring the half ogre once again. [5] Falvich quickly runs through the battleground his hand no longer in pain. He should get out in one turn.

Derm

Up the damn wall.

[2] Derm jumps up and grabs for the first ledge, but starts to fall [3] luckily he is able to hold on. He begins to climb again and realizes this may take a while. Soon, Derm comes across a spot where the nearest handhold he can see is 5 feet away.

Juba Freedmen

Assess my surroundings then staying on the edge of the battlefield gather up as much equipment as possible from the bodies, keep an eye out for the enemy soldiers.

Walking along the perimeter of the battlefield there are hardly any corpses nearby, [3] though Juba does manage to scavenge a sock. [6] Soon though he spots a fire in the distance surrounded by several small huts. It looks to be a camp.

Gweg Kenson

"Who are you and what are you doing?"
Attack the soldiers ifwhen they attack me.

[2] Gweg calls out to the soldiers but they ignore him and continue to approach. Suddenly, one of them attacks  [2 vs. 2+1+1=4] But Gweg rolls out of the way. Gweg quickly counters swinging his greatsword at [4] the knight's head [5+1=6 vs. 2-2=0] Gweg's sword crashes into the soldier's helmet full force. [1+2+1=4 vs. 5+?=?] But the knight merely staggers backward a couple steps.

Atla

Conjure a flesh golem directly behind them from the corpses littering the field, and have it attack them. If an INTACT GOLEM is successfully created, order it to attack them. All of this is done without leaving cover.

[5 vs. 4] [4 vs. 1] Atla and his golem manages to continue blending in as Atla begins to conjure up a flesh golem behind the knights. [6] The flesh golem is quickly formed and it immediately charges the nearest knight. [2 vs 6-2=4] But the knight sidesteps the fierce attack and whirls his sword around to slash the golem in half [4 vs. 2] The sword [6+?=? vs. 6] cuts into the flesh golems side, but it is left mostly unaffected.

Groz Talvor

Assess surroundings(where I am, if anyone is there, etc). Put on the robe and check the ring for curses.

[4-1=3] Glancing around, while still dizzy from his trip he notices he is sitting in the middle of a crowd of people who seem to be staring at him. Ignoring them, he pulls on his body part-lined robe and checks the ring. [4] It looks to be enchanted, not cursed.

A Bunch of Heavily Armored Soldiers

Slaughter the survivors!

Character List

Spoiler: Falvich (click to show/hide)

User: Caerwyn
Name: Falvich
Location: OH GOD THE PAIN!!! I can't feel it anymore... huh...
Race: Elf
Gender: Male
Traits: Dagger Blitz; Spindly; Elves need LOOT!
Occupation/Role: Rogue
Equipment: Torn Clothing; 3 Daggers; Unidentified Dagger; Apple; Chainmail Hauberk; Maille Coif; Maille Gloves; Maille Chausses; Unidentified Ring; Unidentified Ring; Sack
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Health: Badly Burned
Magic: Empowering
Appearance: Falvich looks like a typical elf; - Green eyes and dark brown hair. Still, he's blessed with Elves' natural beauty and grace, easily turning heads, and...Lustful gazes.
Age: 84
Backstory: Falvich likes women, magic, alcohol, magical alcohol, and daggers. Money's always a plus, too. Magic money is a very large plus.

Spoiler: Gweg Kenson (click to show/hide)

User: GreatWyrmGold
Name: Gweg Kenson
Location: Fighting one of the soldiers in the foggy battlefield
Race: Half-Ogre
Gender: Male
Traits: Overspecialised; Moral
Occupation/Role: Mercenary
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Greatsword; Tower Shield; Empty Sack; A Note; Sack
Alignment: Pragmatic Good
Health: Fine
Magic: Wild Magic
Appearance: Big around 8-9 feet, looks like an unusually small, quick, and smart ogre.
Age: 15
Background: Gweg was a child who never knew his parents. He didn't need to, as it turns out. By the time his memories begin, he was living on his own, stealing bread and supplementing it with rats. By the time he was 7 (or so), he was almost as big as a full-grown human, and got conscripted into a noble's army for a holy war. He hated the war but the faith soaked in. He resolved to try to live a better life, and since has become one of the best mercenaries around. Sadly, everything else has suffered, all but his morals. He's tried to keep them from slipping away with the rest of his life, but slowly is growing aware of how this might soon become impossible....

Spoiler: Groz Talvor (click to show/hide)

User: Xantalos
Name: Groz Talvor
Location: Somewhere
Race: Dwarf
Gender: Male
Traits: Arcane Awesome, Old Bookworm
Occupation: Aspiring God Deposer, Mage in spare time
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Staff; Bladder, Liver, Left Kidney, Right Kidney, Pierced Right Lung, Left Lung, Heart, Stomach, Brain, 3 Human Skins, Big Intestine, Small Intestine, Skull, 7 Bones, 2 Eyes; Knife; Leather Gloves; Leather Boots; Steel Breastplate; Hood; Silver Amulet; Unidentified Ring; Unidentified Ring; Robe
Alignment: Amoral (No alignment)
Health: Fine; Wormhole Sickness
Magic: Reality Warping, General Magic
Appearance: Groz is a very creepy-looking, thin dwarf. He has wispy beard things on his chin, eyes that shift color when you look at them, and a scary expression. Did I mention his face looks like a skull?
Age: 250
Backstory: Groz was studying one day in Dwarf Magic university when he realized that he was wasting his time. Why do this writing by hand when he could depose the gods and create a world where dwarfs have innate telekenisis? So far, he's only killed 3 high priests, and he figured he might as well join this army thing. Groz is rather impulsive.

Spoiler: Derm (click to show/hide)

User: dermonster (obviously)
Name: Derm
Location: Attempting to climb the stone wall
Race: Dwemer
Gender: Male
Traits: Dreams of the Dwemer. Heart of Lorkhan
Occupation/Role: Magical Mad Engineer. Or something. Hell if I know. Hell if he knows either.
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Sack 1; Sack 2; Empty Sack; Golden Onyx Ring; Magnetic Harquebus
Alignment: Chaotic Derm
Health: Fine
Magic: Magitechnology

Spoiler: Juba Freedmen (click to show/hide)

User: mesor
Name: Juba Freedmen
Location: In the meadow
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Traits: Dimachaerus Fighting Style; Kill With Honor
Occupation/Role: Noble's Personal Guard
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Shortsword; A few coins; Exquisite Longsword; Sack 1; Sack 2; Sack 3; Sack 4; Sack 5; Sack 6; Chainmail Hauberk; Maille Coif; Gloves; Chipped Dagger; Dirty Sock
Alignment: Honorable
Health: Fine
Magic: Restoration
Appearance: 6' 1" and well muscled, short cropped black hair and scars all over the front of his body that attest to his life spent in battle. Has dark red eyes which show no emotion.
Age: 23
Backstory: He was the son of a soldier who had guarded a noble for over 20 years, his father raised him and trained him to be a soldier himself and shortly after turning 17 he entered and won a sword fighting tournament and was rewarded with a post on a nobles personal guard and in the 6 years since then he has fought in over a dozen battles and won every time picking up many wounds along the way. He fights in a very distinctive style refusing to use shields and instead wielding 2 long swords.

Spoiler: Atla (click to show/hide)

User: GUNINANRUNIN
Name: Atla
Location: Lost in the foggy battlefield with his golem
Race: Construct
Gender: Not Applicable
Traits: Skilled with Staves and Polearms
Occupation/Role: Daemonic Warrior Monk
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Spear; Halberd; Animated Black Knight's Armor
Alignment: Corruption
Health: Fine
Magic: Animation
Spell: Golem
Appearance: Currently an animated suit of black knight's armour that contains Atla's soul. He was never human to begin with, and as such it is imbued within the plates themselves, though he can easily swap them for others that he finds more appealing without the risk of scattering his essence. His body is covered in trophies which he carries and places on his  as evidence of numerous conquests in the past.
Age: 4,389 Years Old
Backstory: A young man loyal to the Dark Gods was attempting to create the perfect warrior, completely obedient and incredibly powerful. Unfortunately, he only managed to succeed in half of his endeavour, and he was dead before Atla had even finished opening his eyes.

Spoiler: Atla's Golem (click to show/hide)

Name: N/A
Location: Lost in the foggy battlefield with Atla
Race: Golem
Gender: N/A
Traits: N/A
Occupation/Role: N/A
Equipment: 2 Iron Clubs
Alignment: Completely Obedient to Atla
Health: Fine
Age: 6 Turns old
Backstory: Atla spent 7 turns attempting to construct him

[Caerwyn]

Falvich will continue to run out of here. And...He...Well, let's...I...He'll loot something on the way, -1 modifier be damned.

[Dermonster]

Put my foot where my hand is now and leap upwards toward it.

[GreatWyrmGold]

I have no armor, am outnumbered, and have no motivation past survival to fight...

Escape. I'm taller than these guys, right?

[Xantalos]

Is it an enchantment that will cause harm to me? If yes, don't put the ring on. If not, wear it.
Stand up and inquire as to who these people are.