[ We find Our Heroes... uh... pretty much where we left 'em. On the same hill, anyway. ] [ They've been there for nearly a full day, now, and for the most part it's been bizarrely relaxing. Aelburr's been showin' how he can take ration chow and turn it into a stew that doesn't suck, and earlier there was a sandball game played with a rock wrapped in cloth as the ball. This got everyone involved thoroughly cursed out by the company medic. ] [ Around you, the opposing armies are mostly still jockying for the best possible position to launch an attack from, with only the occasional skirmish to liven things up. The general consensus is, however, that this can't last too much longer. ] [ Session start! ] * Ethan munches on a donut. "I still don't see why the others wouldn't let me use Pantryfiller as a bat." * Ada relaxes from where she is. As far as relaxing goes when there's fighting around you, anyway. * Nebrinel has been doing a lot of meditating. And still is, with Plaguebringer resting, sheathed, on her lap. * Sei is sitting on top of a boulder, staring into the middle distance. He looks fairly relaxed. ( One reason could be that sandball doesn't involve bats, being, in essence, an elven re-name of volleyball. ^.~ ) ( Which is also why using a big rock as the ball isn't a good idea. ) ... I mean, what's the point of just whacking a ball over a net with your hands? I don't know. * Fyril sits off to the side, holding Jordan with one hand and staring off into the distance. He doesn't look particuarly relaxed, really. * Nebrinel opens one eye, glances at Fyril, and closes it again. She's been doing that sort of thing a lot too. Back in Urik, rockball is played with a smaller rock and the blunt end of your polearm. s'meant to improve your aim and coordination with the blunt end, as well as to help you learn not to stab yourself while doing so. * Fyril doesn't really seem to be paying attention to that much, either, if he's noticing it at all. ... of course, if the polearm slips out of your hands when you're swinging, it can be kinda dangerous for the other players... Kinda, you say? But that doubles as dodging training, so it's all good. ^_^_v * Ada rolls her eyes. "Your people are obsessed." (Yes they are.) * Sei smiles. "Most are, really." Yup. But the obsession produces good fighters. If I hadn't spend my childhood dodging thrown halberds, I might not've dodged those javalins. * Nebrinel smirks at nothing in particular, and strokes the hilt of Plaguebringer briefly. "Just plain time efficient." I don't know. I didn't spend my childhood dodging polearms. And that's why you're not as messed up as I am, Ada. *biggrin* * Ada snorts. "Sure." Plus, you pick up all sorts of neat peripheral skills. Like knocking javalins out of the air. This one time, the guy up to hit let his poleaxe slip out of his hands towards the crowd... just barely ran over there in time to knock it out of the air before it beheaded an old lady. ... 'course, the old lady was Lady Ironneck, so I'm not sure if it would've done anything more than left a welt. * Nebrinel frowns, and pulls Plaguebringer up to rest on her shoulder, replying dryly, "Of course not." [ The Captain, of all people, comes by, holding a wooden mug brimming with straws. She looks at the lot of you, and then walks over to Sei and asks him to draw one out. ] * Sei blinks, and does so. Hey, I'm not joking. When she was younger, the story goes that Lady Ironneck got captured by a bandit gang, and was set to be excecuted. They tried to chop her head off, and all they did was dent their sword. Why would a bandit gang execute someone? Bandit gangs seem to do a lot of stupid things in your country. * Nebrinel eyes the mug. "Especially considering how well trained you all are supposed to be." To send a message not to come after them. And yeah... if they were smart, they wouldn't be bandits. =P 1d2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (1d2) and gets 2. [ The captain looks at the lot Sei drew, nods, thanks him, and moves on to the next group of tents. ] * Sei shrugs. "I wonder what that was." ... well, you either just got promoted, or you're now bait. * Ethan grins. * Nebrinel looks at one of the female messmates. "Is this normal?" (Nobody writes down their names, I don't remember them.) (Virt and Rascha, I think.) [ Virt shrugs after taking some more of Aelburr and Rascha's money due to the fate of the cards. "This is generally the way indescisive captains like to divide their unit, when they have to." ] * Nebrinel mutters. "All that trouble..." ... don't leave us, Sei! *gloms onto Sei; fake cries* * Sei eyes Ethan. ( Sei, there's something Ethan's been meaning to tell you... ) (>_>) (<_<) (Sickos.) * Ada eyes them. * Ethan releases Sei. "Cookie?" *holds out a cookie* ...sure, thanks. * Sei consumes. 'kay. Sorry 'bout that. *grins* [ Soon, a company of friendly heavy infantry, all of them carrying wooden shields and many of them wearing leather or wooden armor, is headed your way as the troop positions around it shuffle. The Captain comes back around and tells you; "Strike camp and be ready to move out. Sei, you'll be the only medic in the group for a while, but the good doctor believes you should do fine. She heads on again to tell other people either that, or something else. ] * Ethan gathers up his tent and other sundry items. "Looks like it's time for the Legumes of Justice to rise from the ground and reap legumic vengeance upon our enemies..." * Ada sighs as she gets to her feet, too. "That was horrible." * Sei gets up, stretches, and rapidly collects everything. * Fyril twitches slightly as he sees the other people around him moving. He doesn't move much at first, but then starts stowing Jordan away again. ... okay, granted. That was pretty bad. * Nebrinel smoothly comes to her feet. [ Yes, Ethan, that was bad. ] How about 'Looks like it's time to inflict massive bodily harm on the other guys'? [ Napper grins. "Works." ] * Ada slings her mandolin over her shoulder and eyes the group that showed up. * Nebrinel glances at Fyril, and says, "Sounds about right." * Ethan nods. "Massive bodily harm it is, then... hmm. The Millet of Massive Bodily Harm?" [Soon, you all have your tents packed up. Everyone's packing their tents, actually, and the heavy infantry seems to be waiting to take your place.] * Fyril finishes getting his stuff together, then presses himself off the ground smoothly. He looks off in the direction the captain went with hollow eyes. * Ethan wanders over to Fyril. "Hey, Fyril... I know you're not really a combat person. s'okay... you got other skills. But it'd really help if you'd at least use your bow during the fights, give the other guys something else to worry about, okay?" (Bloodthirsty Fyril is not something that I care to imagine. @_@) [ The Captain forms you all up into two groups, and each group begins moving. The other group starts off in a westerly direction, while yours heads northeast, more or less directly into the middle of the war's current theater. ] * Ethan gets in position, but tries to stay close enough to Fyril to get an answer. * Ada walks along, not particularly troubled. * Nebrinel moves too. She attaches the sheath back to her belt, and rubs her gauntlet arms. * Sei is walking with the group, keeping track of positions as carefully as he can. * Fyril walks along, then looks up at Ethan. "The bow? I'm as likely to hit our side as the other one. But I can try." * Ethan nods. "'kay. Just wait for a clean shot before you fire. Every little bit helps." And if you accidentally shoot me, my ghost will follow you and sing until the end of time. *biggrin* [ March, march, march. On through the shifting troops, up to a crook in a shallow river that was vacated just moments ago by a friendly cavalry division. ] * Fyril digs through his bag as he walks, coming up with his gloves eventually. He tugs them on. * Nebrinel eyes Fyril and smiles faintly, but it doesn't last. She looks at the river with annoyance. * Ethan hefts his glaive over his shoulder, and works his way over next to Ada, whistling softly. * Ada looks around passively. [You're ordered to set up camp again, lucky you. For those of you to take care to notice, there are many more enemy units around you than friendlies.] ... well this is a lovely bit of property. * Ada sighs and gets to work on camp again. "Isn't it?" * Fyril surveys the surroundings, and bites his lip. He looks around again, somewhat more carefully. * Sei does the same as Ada. "This bodes poorly." Everything bodes poorly. Boding poorly bodes poorly. * Nebrinel does setup too, and growls, "Could you cut the boding? We do not need more damn boding." * Ethan drops his pack, but doesn't set up his tent. Instead, he just idly twirls his glaive. Anyone hungry? Not...really, thanks. * Ethan says that as he gnaws on a piece of beef hanging off the blade of his glaive. [ Time passes. Eventually, the sun sets - no, honest. You fellows get first picket duty tonight, lucky you. ] * Ada pickets? (*ducks*) * Nebrinel yawns, and looks annoyed. * Ethan gulps down some water to wash down the ribs he just ate. [ Those who care notice that your little camp is on double picket duty tonight, which means that the commanders expect you to be attacked. And this time, they're actually right, as the five of you, plus Napper, notice some troop movement - specifically, troops moving towards you. Not friendly ones, either. ] * Fyril looks strangely relieved for a few moments, then thoughtful. He tugs at his gloves. * Ada peers at them, flexing the fingers of her right hand. [ Looks like a company of light infantry, which is managing to be remarkably quiet for a body of some 100 elven soldiers. ] * Ethan blinks at the advancing troops, and runruns to use whatever device the elves have set up to sound the warning. * Nebrinel thunks down her bow, since Ethan has taken care of the warning. * Sei checks his weapons, and slips his ring onto his finger. [ The device the elves use in this situation, oddly enough, is 'shout and hope the drummer wakes up and hears you'. Not fancy, but it works. ] * Fyril wrestles his bow out, looks at it strangely, then steps back a few paces. * Ethan sighs. "Not a gong in sight... HEY, EVERYONE! FIVE SCORE LIGHT INFANTRY APPROACHING! ANYONE WHO DOESN'T WANT NEW ORAFICES GET YOUR ASSES UP!" Effective. * Nebrinel nocks, grins faintly, and fires at the most important enemy she can see. [ That seems to do the trick, and soon enough the juice-drum is clanging out the rhythm of 'there's a dragon in my tent', which is apparently the 'we're under attack' song for this company. There's a good deal of shouting, and people start lining up, but the enemy troops are already awfully close, and if anyone's gonna take any long-range actions before the lines meet, now's the time to do it. ] * Ada makes a few gestures in the complete lack of lighting. "Black Barrier," she whispers. * Ethan grins at the quick reaction, and gets back to his position, stroking his goatee. "Such is life." * Sei casts Air Valm, his shield spell. 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-2) and gets 8. [ Somewhere, a gong sounds. Is this another wake-up mechanism? Who knows. ] (Hit. And I'm just gonna keep firing until I should put the bow away. How many shots is that? ^_^;) ( Two, at this rate. So take one more. ) 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-2) and gets 3. 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-4) and gets 4. (Hooray, another hit.) ( Not that you can tell in all this darkness. ^_~ ) (If I can see them, I can hit them. Nyah.) * Ada stops, and what little light was around her is now pretty much gone. [ Init, please. ^_^ ] d6+8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (d6+8) and gets 10. d6+9 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (d6+9) and gets 15. d6+5 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (d6+5) and gets 6. d6+7 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (d6+7) and gets 11. (How rested are we from the last fight?) * Ethan blinks at Ada. "Dark. Very becoming for ya." *grin* ( Totally. ) d6+5 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Fyril (d6+5) and gets 11. [ Order: Nebby, Them, Ada, Fyril, Ethan, Sei. ] [ Go, Nebby! ] ( More description of 'them'? Equipment, anything that looks like an officer, etc? ) ( In a bit. ) * Nebrinel brings her right hand off her bow and points. A line of light streams from her hand. (Towards the enemy.) ( Roll Destruction. o/` ) 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-4) and gets 0. ( Now roll Mysticism to see if you can do this without blinding everyone on the battlefield. ;P ) 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-3) and gets 4. [ The bright light streaks forth and explodes amidst the enemy, killing many, sending others airborne, and probably blinding others. There's still a lot more of them than there are of you, however, and they're still charging your way. ] [ Everyone needs melee defense rolls. ] 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-2) and gets 6. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-3) and gets 6. 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-2) and gets 6. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-3) and gets 5. 2d6-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Fyril (2d6-1) and gets 4. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-3) and gets 4. [ Everyone but Sei and Nebby manages not to get cut by the swords of the enemy soldiers - who you can now make out as light infantry. Sei's shot is deflected by an expert swipe of Ethan's glaive, while Nebby just gets chopped. ] [ Go, Ada! ] * Nebrinel gets chopped. It looks serious, but not critical, as she bleeds. Bleedy. * Ada brings her free hand in a sweep to her attacker, the air chilling as it nears him. "Chill Needles." 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-4) and gets 2. [ The enemy soldier in front of Ada dies messily. That's just cold. ] [ Go, Fyril! ] * Fyril hops back a couple more steps with a really scared look on his face, then aims somewhere in the midst of the enemy, and fires. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Fyril (2d6) and gets 7. [ Fyril actually fails to kill anyone. Go, Ethan! ] * Ethan glances over at Ada to make sure she's okay, then charges into the enemy ranks, slashing high at the elf who attacked him, pivoting, then stabbing into the torso of a second. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-3) and gets 8. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-3) and gets 9, a CRITICAL FAILURE!!! "Looks like your thread just got cut. Sorry." ( Made the first... as for the second... x_x ) ( Cripes, I rolled an 11 and a 12. x_X ) (Good jorb.) [ Ethan carves up one elf and then gets mobbed by several more. It's just a bit more than he can handle right now, as well as being more proof of the unreasonable hatred Dicesuke has for Jesse's characters. ] [ Go, Sei! ] * Sei heals the Nebby! 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-3) and gets -1, a CRITICAL SUCCESS!!! "o/~I love you... you love me... o/~" (The dice are on the extremes today.) ( ... ) (What a waste of a crit.) (Nebby is healed so much she falls in love with Sei! ^_^_v) [ Nebrinel suddenly feels the best she's felt in ages! And ages and ages. Not to mention completely healed. ] (I mean, unless it gives Nebby extra HP or an extra action or something. Ha ha.) (It gave her wondrous psychological healing!) ( Nonono. It just gave her a real rush. Like... yeah. ) [ Go, Nebby! ] * Nebrinel grins, slaps her bow back and pulls out her sword in a smooth motion, crying out, "Plaguebringer comes for your souls! Eternal death awaits you all!" (She's so fun when she's high.) (Uh oh. It's the Nebbybot.) [Many of the soldiers near Nebby curse and try to keep away from her.] [ Meanwhile, at the sides of the fighting, the enemy's trying to roll your side up, and they're doing a pretty good job of it, too. Your side's fighting hard, especially Napper, who seems to be having the most fun he's ever had, but the situation's still bad. Everyone but Fyril and Nebby need defense rolls, and Ethan needs... three. ] 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-2) and gets 8. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-3) and gets 4. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-3) and gets 2. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-3) and gets 2. 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-2) and gets 8. ( Made the first two, not the third. ) [ Sei doesn't dodge the attack that comes his way, but his shield deflects it nicely. Ada parries the much heavier blade of the elf in front of her, much to his surprise. The dogpile on Ethan continues. ] [ Ada's turn! ] * Ada pushes her free hand towards the elves over Ethan. "Shrieking Wind!" she yells over the chaos. 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-4) and gets 4. [ One of the soldiers near Ethan is sent sprawling, crushed by the wind that ripples forth from Ada's outstretched hand. Meanwhile, it's Fyril's turn! ] * Fyril closes his eyes, tries to calm down, then opens them and tries that bow thing again. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Fyril (2d6) and gets 10. [ Fyril hits an enemy soldier!... the same one Ada's spell killed a few seconds ago. Phooey. ] ( OVERKILL! ) [ Suddenly, the overcast that'd been hanging around since noon clears out above you... revealing a large, full, blue moon. ] [ And on that note, it's Ethan's turn. ^^ ] (Now we're sure he's dead.) 2d6-8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-8) and gets -2. [ Suddenly, the pile of soldiers that was attacking Ethan is knocked clear of our loony human friend and sent skyward, some landing on comrades and knocking them out, the others just landing, which gives them an awfully hard time. Where they were now stands Chibi-Ethan, scourge of all that is calm and sane. ] ... * Ada glances, then concentrates on the soldier attacking her. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIII! [ The blue moonlight reflects on Chibi-Ethan's features, and little crackles of electricity course across his stunted form. This is doubtless a bad sign. ] * Ethan glances at the cut on his chibi arm, then glows with rage in a cute but really frightening way. "You cut me! For that, I shall EAT YOUR SPLEENS! SPLEEEEEEEEEEEN!" * ChibiEthan bounces amongst the enemy ranks, chopping merrily at three elves while singing. o/~ Spleens are nummy! Spleen are nice! Spleens are good when served with ice! Spleens are perfect for a snack! When they're removed through your back! YAY SPLEEN! o/~ 3 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (3 2d6-3) and gets 5 9 2. ( ... two hits. AND ANOTHER CRIT FAIL. WHAT THE HELL? ) ( Reroll it. I'm feeling nice. :P ) 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (2d6-3) and gets 4. ( Okay. Better. =P ) ( My chars have had 6 critfails in their last 3 fights. x_x ) (*eyes*) [ The elven soldiers clearly have no idea what to make of this, but quickly go from confused to panicked when he becomes a whirlwind of death, cutting down three of them in a heartbeat, and somehow managing enough finesse at it to cleanly remove what Sei can tell is definitely their spleens. ] [ Speaking of Sei, it's his turn! ] * Sei heals a few friendly soldiers. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-3) and gets 4. [ The friendly soldiers are healed and back to fighting! And now it's Nebby's turn! ] * Nebrinel continues grinning nastily and delivers on her threat, sliding forward to take out a soldier who didn't flee far enough. 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-4) and gets 0. [ The poor soul dies screaming in agony as his soul is consumed. That's not as much fun as they say, really. ] [ Meanwhile, the enemy soldiers continue their attack... just not where you are, sicne they're running AWAY from you. This means it's Ada's turn! ] * Ada scowls. "No." She gestures towards the soldier she was fighting. "Lightning Strike." 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-4) and gets 5. [ The soldier is stuck by lightning, and, expectedly, dies as a result. It's Fyril's turn again! ] * Fyril watches people run away. Seems a good reason to stop attack them. He lowers his bow a bit, and tenses. [ It's now Chibi-Ethan's turn! ] * ChibiEthan poses dramatically and laughs at the fleeing foes, then merrily hops over to the advancing reinforcements - a spear phalanx that's yet to set itself up. "Forsooth! You dare to use polearms against the wielder of Pantryfiller! For that, I shall have... YOUR SPLEENS! MWAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!" *starts a-hackin'* 3 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ethan (3 2d6-3) and gets 5 5 6. ( Hits all. ) [ Chibi-Ethan goes to town! Now he's just got 97 more to worry about, not that he seems too concerned about that. ] [ Go, Sei! ] (Ninety-seven! You say that like Nebbie and I and the entire rest of our group didn't kill anybody!) * Sei heals a few friendly soldiers! 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-3) and gets 5. ( You didn't kill any of the spear phalanx. ;P ) [ More friendlies are healed! Your side seems to be holding it's own, but only just. Nebby's turn! ] ( No reaction to ChibiEthan? Or is everyone just stunned into silence? =P ) * Nebrinel finally catches the Ethan, and rather than freak, grins, and laughs. Hard. She makes a large sweeping gesture. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-3) and gets 7. * Nebrinel laughs louder as, at the motion of her hand, six Chibi-Ethans are suddenly within the enemy troops, laughing, cackling and babbling, the little Chibi-Terrors that they are. ... [ The remaining members of the light infantry do not react well to this, promptly fleeing and being cut down as they do so. Their screams proclaim the chibi-ethans to be everything from Serioli to mad demons. ] * Fyril looks away hurriedly, trying to get that particular image the hell out of his mind. * Sei just stares. "Wh...what..." [ They are now officially in route, but there's still that spear phalanx to worry about. ] [[[[[[WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII]]]]]] [ Ada's turn! ] * Ada stares at the Ethans for a brief moment, then crouches, pressing her hand to the ground. "Fissure." 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-4) and gets 3. [ The earth under the spear phalanx yawns and swallows about a dozen of them. Fyril's turn! ] * Fyril isn't doing anything with all those Ethans around. He backs up a few more steps, stares off at the battle, and rests the bow at his side. [ Ethan's turn! The horror. THE HORROR. ] * ChibiEthan stands atop the head of one of the spear-elves, grinning from ear to ear (LITERALLY) at the sight of the other ChibiEthans. "Seven! Seven! SEVEN TIMES THE SPLEEN REMOVAL! You better run now, 'cause we're coming for your spleens! WAAAAAAAAAAAIIIII!" *hacks at the guy he's standing on, then wades back into the spear phalanx, glaive a-swingin'* 3 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for ChibiEthan (3 2d6-3) and gets 2 3 5. ( Hits. ) (...) [More elves die under Pantryfiller's blade. They, are the lucky ones.] (Damn straight.) [ Sei's turn! ] * Sei heals more friendlies, looking more than a little shaken. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-3) and gets 1. [ Sei starts taking care of the friendlies who were too wounded to give chase, and patches up about half of them. ] [ Nebby's turn! ] * Nebrinel 's laughter calms down, and her eyes start to look a little less wild. She maintains her nasty grin, though, as her illusionary Ethans run towards the Phalanx and leap. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-3) and gets -1, a CRITICAL SUCCESS!!! "I'm down with that. You know me." 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-4) and gets 5. * Nebrinel watches as the illusory Ethans hit the Phalanx... and EXPLODE violently. [ More of the phalanx dies. It's down to 70, now. ] [ And they're still trying to form some sort of defense, which *really* isn't working. And now it's Ada's turn! ] ... WAH! I exploded! Or the other me's exploded... how'd they explode? The spears make people explode? Your polearms make people explode! That's not nice! Now I'm REALLY MAD! NO MORE MISTER NICE GUY! * Ada takes a deep breath, and her shield winks out of existence. She keeps her hand on the ground, the rumbling increasing, and she casts Fissure again. 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ada (2d6-4) and gets -2, a CRITICAL SUCCESS!!! "Fight! For everlasting love and peace!" (Boom baby!) ( Good grief. ) (Good lord. Dicey is a child of extremes this day.) [ The ground yawns WIDER, and jagged spires rise on the sides of the effect. Eighteen of the phalanx fall to their dooms while another six are impaled on the spires and raised into the sky. ] (... Ouch.) [ Thaaat's gonna be a grisly sight tomorrow. ] [ Go, Ethan! ] * ChibiEthan balances on the head of another really-frightened-looking elf, and gives a big thumbs up back to the group. "Good job Ada-chan! You too, Nebby- chan! Keep healing, Sei-chan! Appreciate the effort, Fyril-chan!" *biggrins* "And now... MORE SPLEENS!* *hackhackhack* 3 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for ChibiEthan (3 2d6-3) and gets 1 3 8. ( Hits. ) [ More bad guys die! Go, Sei! ] * Sei heals more friendlies! 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-3) and gets 4. [ Sei patches up his side! Woohoo! Now Nebby's back at bat! ] * Nebrinel 's grin fades as she finishes closing the distance, and slashes Plaguebringer across one of the Phalanx members. 2d6-4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-4) and gets 3. [ The soldier dies screaming! Nebby actually needs a melee defense, now! ] 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-3) and gets 0. [ Nebby parries the spear that came her way! Ada's turn! ] (How many baddies left?) ( 39. ) (Too damn many with Ethan in the thick of it. ;P) * Ada climbs weakly to her feet, wrapping a hand around her pendant, but not doing anything just yet. [ Ethan's turn! ] * ChibiEthan looks over at Ada. "... Ada's tired! You made Ada tired by forcing her to kill you all! How dare you make Ada tired by forcing her to kill you all! Bad elves! No spleens for you!" *hackhackhack* 3 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for ChibiEthan (3 2d6-3) and gets 6 6 4. [ More elves die, mercifully. It's Sei's turn! ] * Sei raises a hand towards the nearest enemy. "Mono Volt!" 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Sei (2d6-3) and gets 3. (That's gonna sting.) (I have taught you well.) [ Another elf bites the dust! And now it's Nebby's turn! ] * Nebrinel stands dead still, stretching Plaguebringer out towads the enemies wearily. "Death's Shadow." Blackness streams out towards the enemies. 2d6-5 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Nebrinel (2d6-5) and gets 2. (Hooray, I didn't critfail.) (A definite positive.) (I think so.) [ Blackness goes, and goes, and consumes the enemy while leaving chibi- Ethan strangely unharmed. There's a big pile of dead elf where the phalanx used to be. ] * Nebrinel unceremoniously drops to her knees, trying to prop herself up with Plaguebringer. [ That's the end of the fight, folks! ] ... * Ada watches them die rather emotionlessly, then looks around. ... WAI! Nice job, Nebby-chan! * ChibiEthan bounces back over to the group, and fusses over Ada. "You okay, Ada-chan?" * Nebrinel spits out a little blood, and just stays right where she is. "It's Nebrinel." * Ada decides there's nobody else trying to kill her and flops onto the ground. She eyes the chibi. "Just tired." * Sei blinks, and walks over to Nebrinel. "You all right?" * Fyril stares off at the field, and shivers slightly. Then more severely. Then he turns and looks off the other way. His face is rather an interesting shade. Maybe. WAI! Was worried about you, Ada-chan. You see me kill all the bad guys? Neat, huh? With all the slicing and the bouncing and the SPLE- ooh, you're tired. I should be quieter. Ahem. and the spleens. wai. * Ada glances at the thief. "Maybe you should be checking on Fyril, Sei." She eyes Ethan again. "Yup, very neat." * Nebrinel looks over towards Fyril, and then just slumps, her hair draping down to the ground. * Sei eyes Fyril, and goes to check on him. * ChibiEthan gives a big thumbs up, then waddles over to Nebby. "You want me to call you Nebrinel, Nebby-chan? Okay. Nebrinel. Want any food? Blowing up bad guys makes me hungry... well, everything makes me hungry. Still... hungry? Thirsty?" * Fyril hunches down a bit, resting his elbows on his knees. He looks up slightly as Sei comes over. * Sei sits down next to him. "You all right?" * Fyril shakes his head quietly, looking at his feet, then looks back up at Sei. "I'm not injured, if that's what you mean." * Sei nods. "You seem pretty shaken, and not just from Ethan." * ChibiEthan tilts his head. "Nebb- Nebrinel? Want food?" * Fyril looks back down at his feet, and shudders. "You could say that, yeah." * Nebrinel looks at Ethan. Which he can tell, because the hair shifts. "No." * Sei sighs. "Well, there's not much I can say. As unpleasant as it is, one gets used to it. * ChibiEthan blinkblinks audibly. "Okie. If you change your mind, just call. Good fight." ^_^_V * ChibiEthan bounces back over to Ada, and plops down next to her. "You hungry? Thirsty?" * Ada shakes her head. * Nebrinel mutters, "Whatever, kid. Whatever." She sits up just long enough to sheathe Plague Bringer, and then is leaning over again on her hands. * ChibiEthan hugs Ada's arm, 'cause his stubby lil arms can't reach around much else. "Glad you're okay, Ada-chan. Ethan would be worried if you got hurt." * Fyril shakes his head. "I don't know that I want to get used to that." And you're talking about yourself in third person now? * Sei nods, quiet. * ChibiEthan blinkblinks again. "Huh? Nope. I'm not Ethan. Kinda. I'm part of Ethan, and Ethan's part of me, but we're not each other. I'm me, he's him, but we're each other... wah. I'm confused now." @_@ * Ada eyes 'Ethan'. "Why don't you take a nap." * Fyril swallows hard, then looks up at Sei with wide eyes. "And you've seen this... how many times?" m'not tired. Lotsa energy. Could fight another hundred guys with splodey spears. * Nebrinel stands, slowly, shakily, and brushes the hair back out of her face. She looks at the bodies on the ground, sighs, and starts wandering away from them. Well, I'm not a battlefield medic by training, but I've seen far more grim things. * Ada nods, passively looking back at the destruction she, Nebrinel, and Ethan caused. * ChibiEthan biggrins. "'sides, I don't get to come out a lot. Don't wanna waste time sleeping." * Fyril shakes his head. "Worse? I have a hard time picturing that." He shudders again. "I don't think I want to try." Well, gore is only gore. Things can get much nastier. * Ada mmms and turns her attention to Sei and Fyril. * ChibiEthan cheerfully lifts Ada up, and starts waddling back into camp. "You're tired, though. Need some rest. Back to camp we go." *whistles* * Ada urks as she gets lifted and manages to free herself from Ethan's grip. "Stop that." [ END SESSION. BEHOLD, THE HORRORS OF CHIBI-ETHAN. ]