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[J NOSK36]

"I think they are more than capable of handling themselves, i suggest we use them as a diversion, we can sneak past the undead and move to the temple, they can join us after they are done dealing with them. There are alternatives to fighting."

[J NOSK36]

Lets see if we can find a way around while they serve as a diversion , hector scans the area , (1d100 rolled for a total of: 89 (89))

[Thugren]

you see a large alleyway that is a ruin, it seems like most of it has collapsed, but its easily walked through .

'Targe is a fool..."

Forge grunts, moving away from hectors side and moving to assist his ostari brothers in combat."



"There gonna dieee....."

Bens voice hisses in your head, chuckling maniacally as his familiar silohuett appears beside you made from your iron.

"And their blood is gonna be allllll over your hands hector..."

[J NOSK36]

"Then what would.You have me do ben, they have proven.themselves time again in battle, but fine if we must we can go and help them. Succor do you think Forge will be enough to help them?"

[Thugren]

succor dispells bens form and points to waht looks like an emergency tunnel used for outbreaks.


"come hector...Ignore the demon , he is trying to influence you....Focvus my friend....Remember focus is key to the order."

[J NOSK36]

Hector shakes his head to get ben's words out of his mind and focus, " you're right Succor, i must work on this" Hector follows succor to the emergency tunnel "I wouldnt be surprised if we find some opposition down this tunnel, be ready."

[Thugren]

you shouldve kept your mouth shut."

Succor grumbles as you notice the hall is fileld with undead.

"Come now hector...Your luck has lead us to this death pit...Lets carve our way out..":

There seems to only be ten undead, not dangerous, but enough to become dangerous if you arenmt careful

[J NOSK36]

Hector Sizes them up, then quickly manipulates a storm of metal blades and shoots them in rapid succession at the undead [1d100 rolled for a total of: 94 (94)]
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[Thugren]

YOu butcher the undead in a truely showy flash of metal and blades, but as the last one falls, your vision almost fades,.


YOu are driven to your knees as a black stain creeps up your arms, making your veins sluggish as they pump blood.

"fuck.."

succros grunts, dragging you to a closet just behind the scen of the carnage.

"Damnit hector!"

[J NOSK36]

Succor what's happening to me is this Ben's doing?

Hector grunts in pain as the black mass moves up his body, his veins straining to pump blood and compete with whatever the anomaly is.

[J NOSK36]

.bump

[Thugren]

"YOur septic.."

SUccor grunts, forming a small blade and slicing oopen your arm. Like a lanced wound the black blood pours from your wound like a sludge and succor shakes his head.

"THis isnt bens doing...YOu cannot do that much at once hector.....Not without a Enchancer geode..."

He ties up your arm as a shadow falls over your back . A figure dressed in rags, skeletally thin stands at the top of the stairs, but its presence makes the air grow cold and even ben retracts in your mind.


"Its....Elias.."


He craoks as the figure looks down at you and your muscles sieze up.

Its face are obscured by bloodied rags, but two disturbingly silver eys lock you in a brutally painful stare

[J NOSK36]

"we'll worry about that Geode later Succor, i think we have another issue to focus on" Hector tries point up at Elias with as much strength as he can, "ben should we be worried about that figure in front of us? you didnt seem to happy to see it"

[J NOSK36]

bump to keep the thread open

[Thugren]

The figure watches you for a long time, fixing you in its unflinching gaze. It seems to hold you there for an eternity until it turns from you and walk away.


succor lets out a breath but doesnt get to relax long as the moans of the undead start getting closer and he lifts you to your feet.

'damnit the dead are coming.."

[J NOSK36]

"Shit thats not good, i will help you if I can Succor let me see if I can move, that figure made me feel almost paralyzed, im hoping these effects have lessened so i can help you" (1d100 rolled for a total of: 93 (93))

[Thugren]

You try to shake off the paralysis and notice ben retreating back in your mind.

Succor lets out a pained grunt and grips his chest, his iron rod clatterig to the ground as you see blood staining his robe.

" r....run hector.."

Before you hear a sickening snap and his spine arcs obscenely until a long jagged length of bone erupts from his chest , staining your face in the dyig mans blood.

[J NOSK36]

Succor no!!!!!! Hector screams , he turns and tries to save Succor's body and take it with him (/roll 1d100)  and turns to see the undead in front of him and begins looking for an exit (/roll 1d100)

Edited by J NOSK36, 29 December 2013 - 09:38 PM.

[Thugren]

the hall is empty but the lights flicker ominously.

 

succor falls limp into your arms and his eyes close as you see the figure in the hall for a split second, gripping w3aht looks like succors staff.

 

 

He turns and looks at you, his eyes sparkling as he sayus one word.

 

"Hemmorage.......He was fun....For the two seconds he lasted."

[J NOSK36]

Hector looks at the figure; behind his mask is unimaginable rage . "you bastard....I will kill you for what you have done to him" Hecor keeps his eyes on the figure but also looks around making sure no more undead are near (/roll 1d100)