Pick up the guy, destabilize the barn, and charge through the wall where there aren't any angry guys.
Follow Derm, blast anyone who tries to stand in our way with Magic Missile.
Follow them, and Cut my arm. Use my blood to make a shield, and try to block anything the peasants throw at us.
Strengthen pitchfork and run for it!
dermonster: {6}
Tarran: {2}
adwarf: {1}
Gatleos: {5}
Turn 3
The peasants weren't going to wait much longer. Derm could hear their shouts growing louder and angrier, their hearts inflamed with passion. The crackle of torches was not far off. He shot a glance toward the telepathic murderer, then outstretched a hand and pulled him to his feet. Throwing the distraught villager over his shoulder, he channeled mana into his hand, then sent it shooting out toward the western wall of the barn. He imbued it with destructive, chaotic energy -- it ripped through the air, bolts of mana ejecting from the slow-moving orb in every direction, lashing at the surroundings. It impacted the wall and the entire building began to shake. Nails holding the barn together turned to dust and the planks of wood gave way.
"Hurry up!" he shouted toward his companions, ushering them forward. The ceiling would be coming down shortly.
The four of them (plus one) charged through the wall of the barn, its wooden structure as weak as paper. They were met by a group of rowdy farmwives and ruddy-faced children. Rotvic raised a hand against them menacingly, prepared to obliterate their bodies with the charged magical energy he held at his fingertips. He hesitated for a single moment, and the mob broke out into a scream and scattered, reduced to panicking masses, all seeking to get as far away from the group as fast as possible.
Renard had already sliced open a large wound on his arm, and he was leaking blood all over the grassy field just outside the collapsing barn. He focused his energy on his blood, solidifying it, seeking to make a strong shield. Instead of solidifying in the manner he intended, it crystallized, becoming a brittle pile of crimson crystals to be crushed underfoot. He didn't notice at first, but as he continued to run, a throbbing pain in his arm became more and more prominent. At last, he gave it a look, and was aghast -- the wound had long since stopped bleeding, but jagged teeth-like protrusions erupted from the cut. His arm was losing color. He could feel that the blood inside his veins was slowly turning solid.
Gat was bringing up the rear. Earlier, he'd grabbed the pitchfork and forced its existence to conform to his idea of stability -- the wooden handle was reinforced, made strong as steel; the iron prongs hard as diamond. Spotting Renard gaping at his wound, he delivered a solid smack to the back of the bedraggled blood mage.
"Get moving, the mob won't be disoriented for long," he said, pulling his companion along.
The group ran, barely eluding the motley assemblage of peasants. After half an hour, the fatigued students rested. A glance back toward the horizon confirmed that they were far out of sight of the villagers. Derm set the telepath down, and his comrades sat on the grassy hill they found themselves atop. To the east lie the barn, to the west, grassy plains. A forest was located toward the north, and to the south was a road, running east-west, stretching off into the distance.
Name: Derm
Status:
100% Energy,
50% ManaInventory: School uniform (worn)
Skills:
Basic Magecraft- Magic Missile
- Absorb Mana
Chaos Manipulation[/list]
Name: Renard
Status: Injured; blood in left arm fully crystallized.
100% Energy,
75% ManaInventory: School uniform (worn),
exceptional enchanted?? folding knife (wielded),
unlit lantern (held)
Skills:
Basic Magecraft- Magic Missile
- Close Minor Wound
Blood Magic[/list]
Name: Rotvic Baker
Status:
100% Energy,
100% ManaInventory: School uniform (worn)
Skills:
Basic MagecraftRaw Magic[/list]
Name: Gat
Status:
100% EnergyInventory: School uniform (worn),
strengthened old pitchfork (wielded)
Skills:
Weak Transfiguration {
One point to distribute. Invest in either
Finesse or
Scale. Next opportunity for advancement after 2 more perfect uses.}
- Can strengthen or weaken an object through touch.
- Can increase or decrease the weight of an object by one kilogram.
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