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Give the boy a hug and tell him everything will be OK

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Confiscate the property by force, and leave him there as punishment

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Pick the boy's pocket to take the stolen property for yourself, and leave the boy to his fate

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Lead the boy to safety, then turn him over to the authorities

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Voting closed: October 31, 2013, 11:14:32 pm

[Nerjin]

Waiting on:

rolepgeek
tomio157
Cubejakal
HmH

I find HmH's waiting to be humorous considering the fact that he sent in orders for the rest of his team.

[HmH]

Attack Luke.

[Rolepgeek]

You mean you don't know the drill by now?

Lachlan will die.

[Nerjin]

I know much, but plans change so I had to be sure y'know?

[tomio175]

Berry Smiles. The one opponent I can't make any axe puns against. She will die, preferably by my own hand.

[CubeJackal]

Defend! Defend with all of my might!

[Nerjin]

I have all the actions but... Oh hey look at that its the weekend! I'll update tomorrow lads. Sorry for the delay.

[tomio175]

I have all the actions but... Oh hey look at that its the weekend! I'll update tomorrow lads. Sorry for the delay.

's no problem.

[Nerjin]

Tavik Toth took several moments to glance around the battle-field. For some odd reason his opponents were ignoring him almost entirely. Perhaps they thought him a civilian? Never-the-less he took a quick summary of the battle-field.

While thousands of nameless soldiers draped in their countries colors fought it became readily apparent that there were roughly six heroes upon the field for each side dealing the majority of the damage. In fact it would appear that only other ‘heroes’ were capable of defeating eachother. Sometimes they would clash together only to run off to fight nameless soldiers yet again.

Turning towards his right he saw four such heroes clashing together in what appeared to be a heated battle of both insults and iron. Luke II and Eltonius were ganging up on Cromwell Jackson. Tavik Toth wondered what exactly it was that they had against the man as they fought as though possessed.

“So Cromwell have you decided to beg for mercy yet!?” Luke II asked as he swung his axe at the man’s head. Cromwell dodged easily and tried to return the blow but Eltonius attack kept him on the defensive. Skilled as he was Cromwell knew his time of death was fast approaching if this kept up. No one could possibly fight two men at once for long.

“NOW DIE!” Luke II shouted as he put his entire being into his next swing. Unfortunately for him it never connected, unlike Klaus’ Axe which connected quite solidly with Luke II’s left arm, separating it from Luke II’s body.

“You’re an annoying brat. You have no right to be on my battle-field!” Klaus shouted as he kicked the screaming man over onto his back.

“Damn you! DAMN YOU BASTARDS! I’LL KILL YOU ALL!”

“With only one arm? Good luck.” Klaus was distracted from his killing blow, however, by several nameless soldiers rushing him. “Hm, maybe luck is on your side for now. I’ll be back to finish you boy.”

Tavik’s attention was quickly wrested from this spectacle though as he dodged out of the way of Axe and Berry Smiles.

“Axe will kill weak spirit!”

“You’ve cheated my grasp too many times Axe.” Berry Smiles said with what would amount to a small smile for most “Today you join the after-life for good.”

“Axe never die. Simply undead!”

“Poor man, we all die. But if you insist…” Berry Smiles then did something rather shocking for those to witness it. A hazy blue flame seemed to grow around her as the very earth shook beneath her ethereal feet “Perhaps its time to show you what true un-death really is! Fear the re-“

*CLUNK*

“GOT HIM!” Alex Shater shouted in joy as Axe the Undead Pre-Zombified Axe Weilder collapse to the ground. Dead once more his skull had a large hole in it due to the sheer weight of Alex’s morning star.

With a sigh the ghostly energies surrounding Berry Smiles dissipated “My target escapes again. Still I- Oh? I did not know he was here as well.” Berry Smiles looked upon the corpse of Axe “I shall find you again. You will not escape the next time.”

“Come on men! Doesn’t my tasty ale tempt you into killing these weak men?” Brewmaster Yoohoo shouted as he attempted to slice the Handsome Stranger’s arm off “Truly you can do better lad!”

“Perhaps,” the ghostly voice of Berry Smiles was heard as a Halberd found itself thrust through Brewmaster Yoohoo’s armor and settled, barely, within his torso “But I’m afraid you’ve made your last brew.”

“Heh…” Brewmaster Yoohoo spat up a small amount of blood “That barely even punctured! My brew will live forever.”

“I think not.” The Wraith smiled as the Brewmaster ceased his attempts at fighting the Handsome Stranger in order to fend off the spiritual wench trying to cease his life’s work.

The Handsome stranger took this respite as a sign from himself that he was to enjoy himself today. Briefly dusting off his armor and weaponry he took a brief second to adjust his luxurious flowing mane. Certain that he was once again the utmost form of handsome he sought another opponent, not wanting the ghostly energy of Berry Smiles to tarnish his cloak.

“Die already!” Raalup shouted as he brought his halberd, full force, into the shield of Lachlan DeGroot.

“I think not lad. Have you even trained with this thing? I’m counting several problems with just your stance. Try standing a bit lower. You’re harder to hit and topple that way.” Lachlan was growing bored with teaching this egotistical brat how to do things for himself.

“Piss off!” Another heavy swing that accomplished little.

“You’re making me very cross.”

“You there! Good looking lad with the Halberd.” A enticing voice sounded from the left of Raalup who glanced over only to see the epitome of handsomeness pointing at him.

“You are lucky. For today I have allowed you to see me. Thus you have glimpsed what it truly is to be handsome. Now, I am afraid, I must kill you. For other-wise your handsomeness might attempt to surpass my own.”

“Are you… Are you serious?” Raalup asked momentarily forgetting about Lachlan.

“Aye lad he is. He does this ALL the time.”

“What?”

“Yep. You know… If you killed him I’d be willing to take you seriously.” Lachlan had always found the Handsome Stranger tiresome. Especially since the Handsome Stranger saw Lachlan as too ugly to be a threat to Handsome Stranger’s own handsomeness.

“Ugh, I’ll make quick work of him and then you’re dead.”

“Ah-ha! My challenge accepted I see! Very well!” Moving rather slowly the Handsome Stranger dashed towards Raalup.

“Ha, that’s your top speed? Prepare to die!” Charging at the Handsome Stranger Raalup prepared to unleash the killing blow.

Both missed.

“What the?” Raalup exclaimed. He was certain that he would’ve hit. But it appeared that the Handsome Stranger began moving faster just in time to avoid Raalup’s blow.

“My mission is complete.”

“What? You missed me too!”

“Check your hair.”

Reaching behind his head Raalup felt a great chunk of it missing. Looking back towards the Handsome Stranger Raalup saw that he was holding both a dagger and the missing piece of Raalup’s hair.

“True beauty never cuts its hair.” With a laugh the Handsome Stranger sheathed his dagger and drew his club again “Now you are as hideous as a newborn deer.”

“You…” Raalup’s face twisted into a grimace of pure rage. They were STILL toying with him “I’ll show you bastards to not take me seriously! ESPECIALLY YOU UGLY!”
 

Spoiler: Team A (click to show/hide)

Name: Sir Hansen
Class: Warrior [7-10 HP as opposed to 4-7
Health: 5/7
Weapon: Long Sword [1d6]
Shield: Tower Shield [+3 to DEFEND rolls]
Armor: Full Plate [-3 DAM received, -1 to DEFEND rolls]

Name: Raalup the Great One
Class: Inquisitor [+1 to DAM with Two Handed weapons]
Health: 3/6
Weapon: Halberd [1d6+1] [Ignores HEAVY armor]
Shield: None
Armor: Chainmail [-2 to DAM received, -3 to DAM received via Swords]

Name: Brewmaster Yoohoo
Class: Commander [Has access to Commands, Heavy armor only]
Health: 2/6
Weapon: Short Sword [1d4] [+1 to Parry Rolls]
Shield: Small Shield [+2 to DEFEND rolls]
Armor: Full Plate [-3 to DAM received] [-1 to DEFEND rolls]

Name: Eltonius
Class: Blademaster [+1 DAM with Swords]
Health: 6
Weapon: Short Sword [1d4+1] [+1 to DEFEND rolls] [+1 to PARRY rolls]
Shield: Small Shield [+2 the DEFEND rolls]
Armor: Leather [-1 to DAM received]

Name: Luke II
Class: Inquisitor [+1 to DAM with Two Handed weapons]
Health: 2/6
Weapon: Battle Axe [2d4+2]
Shield: None
Armor: Cloth [-0 to DAM received] [+1 to DEFEND rolls]

Reserves are running low!
 

Spoiler: Team B (click to show/hide)

Name: Handsome Stranger
Class: Warrior
Health: 9
Weapon: Club [1d4-1]
Shield: Tower Shield [+3 to DEFEND rolls]
Armor: Cloth [+1 to DEFEND rolls]

Name: Berry Smiles the Wraith
Class: Pikeman [+1 DAM with Spears]
Health: 6
Weapon: Halberd [1d6+1] [DAM ignores HEAVY armor]
Shield: None
Armor: Chainmail [-2 to DAM received, -3 to DAM received by Swords]

Name: Lachlan DeGroot
Class:  Pikeman [+1 DAM with spears]
Health: 3/4
Weapon: Spear [1d4+1] [+1 DAM to HEAVY armor]
Shield: Small Shield [+2 to DEFEND rolls]
Armor: Full Plate [-3 to DAM received, -1 to DEFEND rolls]

Name: Cromwell Jackson
Class: Warrior [7-10 Health rather than 4-7]
Health: 10
Weapon: Hatchet [1d4+1]
Shield: Buckler [+1 to DEFEND rolls]
Armor: Chainmail [-2 DAM received] [-3 DAM received via Swords]

Name: Klaus
Class:  Barbarian [+1 DAM with Axes]
Health: 6
Weapon: Ax [1d6+2]
Shield: Small Shield [+2 to DEFEND rolls]
Armor: Studded [-2 DAM received] [-3 DAM received via Spears]

Name: Alex Shater
Class: Warrior [7-10 health]
Health: 9
Weapon: Morning Star [1d8-1] [Ignores non-HEAVY armor]
Shield: None
Armor: Chainmail [-2 to DAM received, -3 DAM received from swords]

 

1.      Nyle, Nightcrafter27, Barbarian

Spoiler:  The Graveyard 13/15 (click to show/hide)

R.I.P. Sam of B; killed by a Morning Star to the Face
R.I.P. Elton of A; killed by two hatchets to the arms.
R.I.P. Jenny Longhorn of B; killed by a Enchanted Dagger to the eye.
R.I.P. Knight Matis of A; killed by a true Morning Star.
R.I.P. Ms. Pretty Obvious of B; killed during a tragic beautification incident.
R.I.P. Roliep of A; knocked into the waiting, jagged arms of Death.
R.I.P. James of B; fighting until the end, he lost his temper and then his head.
R.I.P. Leon of B; His broken ribs did little to stop the short sword.
R.I.P. Luke of A; His will was strong but no man survives a punctured throat.
R.I.P. Henry of the Holes of A; His defense slipped for but a moment, now he’s gone forever.
R.I.P. Axe the Not-Yet-Undead Pre-Zombie of A; He died as he lived, by the Axe
R.I.P. Fane Ravien of B; She was a noble woman who deserved better than she got in life.
R.I.P. Axe the Undead Pre-Zombified Axe Weilder of A; His undead body went to meet a Morning Star.

Spoiler: The Rolls and Actions (click to show/hide)

SIDE A

Parry

Attack: Lachlan
3:2+1 = 3:3
Fail
 

Attack: Handsome Stranger
5:1
Fail

Attack: Berry Smiles
1:3
Fail

Attack: Cromwell Jackson
3:4
Fail

Attack: Cromwell Jackson
1:4
Fail

SIDE B

Attack: Raalup the Great One
1:5
Fail

Attack: Brewmaster Yoohoo
6:4 = Success!
3 + 1 – 0 = 4 DAM

DEFEND
+1 to Counter Rolls

Attack: Luke II
3:4
Fail!

Attack: Luke II
5:3 = Success!
2 + 2 – 0 = 4 DAM

Attack: Axe the Undead Pre-Zombified Axe Weilder
5:3 = Success!
7 – 1 – 0 = 6 DAM!
Axe the Pre-Zombified Axe Weilder is dead!

Awful awful rolls today… Sorry mates.

[Harry Baldman]

Hm. PARRY!

[Lukeinator]

Parry

[Haspen]

Go stabby at Lachlan.

[HmH]

Orders:
CubeJackal: Parry.
scapheap: attack Tavik Toth.
Ozarck: attack Raalup.
mastahcheese: attack Luke.
Urist Mc Dwarf: attack Eltonius.

Cut up Axe's battleaxe so that he has to roll for a weapon again if he tries to come back to life.
Once that is done, attack Eltonius.

((There is something strange in the neighborhood err, I mean, with Harry Baldman's rolls. Judging from the action's outcome, I'm pretty sure you meant 1:5, not 5:1.))

[mastahcheese]

mastahcheese: attack Luke.

Actually, no, Luke is already defending.
Go axe Haspen a question of morality.

[scapheap]

Attack Sir Hansen