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[The Centipede]

Dixie sighed. The armoured idiot's yelling was getting on her nerves. "I'm not enough of a morning person for this..."

She stares at Aven. "What if it's you? There'll be no way for us to know."

Adjusting the sleeves of her black sweater, and any creases on her leggings, then adjusting the leather armor above those to make tighter. Several small jumps and arm movement to see if the armor's hindering her. "It's not like I'm not used to betrayal, anyway." She smiles, particularly at herself. She tilts her head a bit. "It does feel awkward every time, though."

She tilts her head back up as the old man yelled. "Shit, already?" Grabbing the air, a throwing knife suddenly appears in her hand, spinning it on her palm. She looks at Aven. "Any advice?"

[invul_nerable]

He clenched his teeth, and began murmuring profanity like he had intent to violate language itself.  It WAS TOO EARLY FOR THIS @#$#.

Clutching his bow off his back, and stowing the "starter kit" in his rucksack, he hobble-clopped with his walking stick after the hotheads, who were quickly getting away from him.

(the following exchange sanitized for viewing by all audiences. The original exchange is too filthy for human eyes)
LISTEN YOU FOOLS! he barked-- Nasty @#$@'s commin! THAT WAY! F@$% ANGRY as F@#$%! -- GAWD DAMMIT--

The hotheads were outpacing him effortlessly, AND ignoring him.  Damn it all.

"Too soon" the ironclad slayer thought. He knew greenskins were nearby but it might be too late already, he was hoping the townsfolk could erect a 24ft wall before this happened but I guess that is just wishful thinking.

The ironclad slayer let go of  pancake maiden and slipped right through the grasp of spiderdude. He immediately ran towards the direction the old hobo is pointing and prepared his shield and sword for melee combat.

"Lionboy! You wont take away the first blood from meee!" 

[wierd]

(the following exchange has been sanitized for your viewing pleasure. It exceeded the thresholds set by the game's creator by at least 10 fold. We apologize for the brevity-- but we found it best to just summarize, rather than censor in this case. All of the spoken dialog that we have redacted consisted of naughty words you should never speak, ever, and if you do, your mommy will wash your mouth out with soap.)

{Old man makes angry face}
{Throws hat on ground}
{Jumps on it.}
{picks it back up, then resumes running}


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One eye shudders, with another wave of awareness.  One group broke away, and was entering through the north-east forest, when the one he had been tracking continued through the north-west.  Each group had at least one very angry bear, and a difficult to determine number of other, equally angry animals.

Bears are solitary hunters! he raged to himself internally, before his thoughts were once again overtaken by little but alarm, confusion, and a stream-of-consciousness flow of pure vulgar epithets.

He turned around and shouted back at the village: "F*^% EAST SIDE TOO A@#H0@#les! GAWD DAMNIT! F#%@!"

[LovecraftianFairyTale]

"Lionboy! You wont take away the first blood from meee!"

Maslarein grinned as he heard the voice of Greenskin Slayer from behind him. Good, he was starting to think no one else had come with! “HaHa! Alright then, first blood it is! Nothing like Competition to get the blood boiling!”

Maslarein slows down a slight bit, just enough to keep pace with his armoured ally. He wouldn’t want to have an unfair advantage, after all!

[Remuri]

Instead she got trip from the rock and faceplant the ground along with both arms which like rise up when standing that were landed flat, flew open her dress skirt revealing the trouser and then slowly falling down to got cover it back.

Another cute face with a perfect circle eye with tears, silently cry off from the pain.

[Remuri]

She stood of her own tapping her skirt off the dust. Pull out her sword and weild up her shield. Following the two fighters to fight.

[King Zultan]

"I'll take one of the skull emblem things, then I'd better see what everyone's yelling about."
After finishing the transaction Burt hurried to where everyone was yelling about green skins or some crap.

When he got to the source of the yelling he saw several people running off into the wood, and he decided he'd better join them so he could get payed.
"Does anyone even know what is happening or are we all just running blindly into the woods, and why the hell have I decide to follow them?"


Buy one of the skull emblems for 1GP, then get my rifle ready and follow everyone else into the woods.

[Whidiee]

"Sooo... It's not kind of Mad Enhancement?"

"I can't be sure. Can't catch any of similar thread magic for that matter."

Can't they have a good morning time? She just cracks an unhealthy amount of smile to the old man with his profanities - sure enough that ought to make a few of the greenie piss in their armour - but, oh well. She can hear more of that at the outside and... that's surely a different tone he used.

Shania pull a card before following them and something gleefully grinned back at her.



"...Great. Reversed Sword. Lack of communication. Yep. No need to possess high INT divinity to understand that but what? REVERSED CARDS IN THE FIRST MORNING OF EARLY BATTLE?! YA-!"


...How can I let Mistress gone to this place with such luck? Damn me.

Cue Kinnara does not share everyone's amused expression.

"Harsh manner of communication and rebelliousness is the keyword of Page Sword, Shania. Page is young energy, thus they're childlike and immature at best."

"Save your lecture for another day." Shania groaned.

[MeimieFan88]

before Dularach went to get his pancakes he bought a Skull emblem from a creepy merchant for one gp

[Dularach -1 GP]
[Dularach obtains Skull Emblem]

She tilts her head back up as the old man yelled. "Shit, already?" Grabbing the air, a throwing knife suddenly appears in her hand, spinning it on her palm. She looks at Aven. "Any advice?"

Aven looks around, alarmed by the sudden rallying to battle. "Err, just be careful. Don't underestimate the ferocity of these creatures." He pulls out his own short sword, readying himself for battle as well.

Rapping a fist on the door, before barging in on a bewildered apothecary, he wasted no time.

Need a potion kit, need it now. he gruffed.

"IF you mean the apothecary starter kit, that will be two gold pieces.." the apothecary whimpered.

SOLD. barked the old hermit, and tossed the two coins on the counter.

[One Eye'd Jack -2 GP]
[One Eye'd Jack obtains Alchemy Starter Kit]

Buy one of the skull emblems for 1GP, then get my rifle ready and follow everyone else into the woods.

[Burt -1 GP]
[Burt obtains Skull Emblem]

Afterwards, bum around town looking for bits and pieces to construct a crossbow and fashion some bolts.

[Doctor Doak finishes crafting Wooden Crossbow (scrappy)]
[Doctor Doak finishes crafting 10 Wooden Bolts (scrappy)]



As the adventurers head towards the north-west exit, they are met with a pack of ferocious beasts, snarling with animalistic rage as they approach the village. There appears to be about a dozen wolves, along with a bear. A similar group of beasts appears near the north-east exit.

Spoiler: Combat Map (click to show/hide)

Note: Each map tile has a letter and a number ID, going straight across horizontally and straight down vertically. For example, Bear #26 is at Tile C1. Wolf #14 is at Tile J22.

Note: Tiles that are Light-brown-colored represent buildings and structures. Such a tile can only be entered from another tile if the tiles share a green edge, representing a doorway. Dark-brown-colored tiles represent walls and blockades, which cannot be accessed for the most part. Green tiles represent grass, and are entirely accessible; the light or dark green color difference is merely cosmetic, to make map calculations easier.

Note: The numbers above the enemies don't mean anything, and are just used to distinguish between individual units.

As the beasts approach, the adventurers are able to get the first move on the creatures.

Combat has begun!


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[Slyph]

"There goes my peaceful morning." Linea sighed, but for what it seemed like utter chaos, she seemed calm and collected. Just another day as a CSA operative.

She reached her bow. It was a light, recurved bow that designed to be shorter than average but also dealing damage higher than average. There was no arrow attached yet, as she was still taking her time to asses the situation. Some adventurers had already left this place, probably to find their own battle.

Closest to her was another female adventurer. Young, jet black hair with pale gold eyes. Another person with more aptitude for magic. She knew she didn't have that much luxury on choosing allies but somehow she knew they could work this out together.

"I don't think we have met yet," said Linea, eyes still darting toward the oncoming horde of wolves.

"The name is Linea Starboard," she said, finally glancing at the young woman. "So much for teamwork, but come on, let's see how long we can pull that off."

[Whidiee]

"I don't think we have met yet," said Linea, eyes still darting toward the oncoming horde of wolves.

"The name is Linea Starboard," she said, finally glancing at the young woman. "So much for teamwork, but come on, let's see how long we can pull that off."

"Mine's Shania." She nods curtly, eagerly embraced any distraction to divert her attention from the embodiment of bad luck on her hand. "Have anything in mind?"

[hector13]

Doctor Doak completes his crossbow and bolts, a little unhappy at the quality and begins working on improvements as he notices the people milling around more anxiously nearby, and the reason why.

He sighs, gathering his things and muttering under his breath.

“A little early for field tests, but I needs must, I suppose...”

Move to cell I13 or K13 beside the shrine in order to have some cover to fire from.

Use “I deduce...” to see if there’s anything about the environment or beasties to learn that might be useful.

Shoot at the group of beasties coming from the Northeast, assuming I have enough AP.

[Slyph]

"Mine's Shania." She nods curtly, eagerly embraced any distraction to divert her attention from the embodiment of bad luck on her hand. "Have anything in mind?"

"Yes, stick together."

Linea shouted at another adventurer. This time, a very young girl whose appearance reminded Linea of her days during her slavery. So tired, so sleepy as if she could collapse anytime on spot. But now was not the time for that.

The girl, unfortunately, didn't respond to her calling. She turned her attention to a man that seemed to be the closest local authority she could find.

"I don't think we have time for pleasantries, "she said bluntly. "Where are your friends? We need to repel the attack on the northeast.  Order your men to assemble. We will do our best to assist you."

Next to Aven, was another female. A magic-user, and she too had a pair of gold eyes. Too many coincidences that made Linea almost felt like she was partly in a quest to start a club for peculiar oddities. However, she approached the woman, and talked to her in the most polite manner she could quickly muster. "We could use some more help in this side."

[invul_nerable]

Multiple enemies in bound, dire wolves, classic greenskin pets.Right behind the pack is an even more humongous wolf. Or is it? The odd thing though is that the slayer didn't see any goblin riders mounted on its back. Eitherway, there no time to think idly, greenskin pets are greenskin pets with or without their owners, what he should do was he usually does in taking care of greenskins. Take a chokepoint and begin the carnage.

The Greenskin Holocaust took position at N6 and used Defend

"I take care of the left you take care of the right!" The ironclad slayer ordered. "The best way to fight zerging greenskin hordes is to take a chokepoint and start slaughtering!"

*Passive triggered, Queue deathmetal music*

"Come on you greenskin pets! Dont disaappoint your daddy!" He cried.

[LovecraftianFairyTale]

Maslarein was about to rush in, before he heard his Armoured Ally’s words. “I don’t think these are Greenskins, but you seem confident, so I’ll roll with it! HaHa!”

Maslarein plants his feet, and holds his shield in front of him. “Come at me, Dogs! You’ll have to get past me to hurt anyone! So You May As Well Turn Back Now! HAHA!”

Maslarein Moves to L6 and uses the Defend action.