The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Apr 24, 2018 3:03:31 GMT
Being a superior rider, Donal catches up to Cyrus well before he can reach the house. He feels like the Warrior's son as he decapitates the farmer with a single blow from behind, practically showering in the geyser of blood that spurts from his opponent's neck. After wiping his eyes, he can just make out a bald, bearlike visage in the second story window glowering down. ![](http://i65.tinypic.com/2j41v00.jpg) *** Fenton grins at his feat abnd turns his attention to the newcomers. Easily dodging Vex's avenging spear and Tim altogether, he barrels towards Alyn. "I'm gonna cut off yer long pecker, Longpecker, and serve it to my pa with mash and butter!" Before the notorious Alyn Redhands could even wrap his mind around what the fuck this man just said to him, Fenton swiftly slips his blade between his left pauldron into his shoulder. (Alyn recieves a medium wound and is now at -10.) *** While Barley looks outside to find no one approaching the barn, Harlan spies the collection of items presumably belonging to the dead man. He quickly finds a gold necklace and a fine coin purse. Before he can attempt to hoard the loot to himself, Barley has already seen him pick them up and is examining the items beside him.
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Apr 24, 2018 3:13:04 GMT
Donal looked up at the man, surmising this was old man Bael. "What your son did was very ill advised trying to kill me." He called up at the man, Cyrus' corpse lying at his mount's hooves and his blood all over Donal. "But we ain't here for your head. Just your gold. How about you come on down, nobody else gets killed by me, and we can work this out like reasonable people. You live, your other sons live, and my friends and I take your ill gotten gold as a sanction against killing and robbing those who haven't done you no wrong."
Having given the man the carrot, Donal then brought out the stick. "Or you can stay up there if you prefer, and we'll burn the house down with you in it. Just so happens there's some fine fire starting supplies nearby."
(Persuasion 41)
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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Apr 24, 2018 12:51:17 GMT
Fenton grins at his feat abnd turns his attention to the newcomers. Easily dodging Vex's avenging spear and Tim altogether, he barrels towards Alyn. "I'm gonna cut off yer long pecker, Longpecker, and serve it my pa with mash and butter!" Before the notorious Alyn Redhands could even wrap his mind around what the fuck this man just said to him, Fenton swiftly slips his blade between his left pauldron into his shoulder. (Alyn recieves a medium wound and is now at -10.) Alyn sucked in his breath as Fenton's sword found its mark. A familiar stab of pain lanced through his shoulder. He began dodging and weaving, keeping his eye on Fenton's swinging sword, looking for an opening or weakness in the man's defences where he could strike. At the very least he would keep him busy hoping that Vex or Tim could strike a blow that would prove decisive. Small Blades: 79 Plate Armor
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Post by Tim of Raventree on Apr 24, 2018 15:30:33 GMT
When Fentoln turned towards Alyn, Tim elected to pursue. Yelling defiance and dripping water, he thrust at Fenton's back.
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Vex
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Post by Vex on Apr 24, 2018 16:10:02 GMT
Why was trying to hit this man like catching fish with your bare hands? Vex repositioned her horse to trap the man between the three of them and thrust the spear at the "farmer" once again, aiming for his jugular.
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The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Apr 24, 2018 18:46:29 GMT
After a long moment of staring darkly at Donal, Bael finally leaves the window. It is perhaps two minutes before the door finally opens and out marches a shirtless Old Man Bael dragging a halberd in one hand, a shortbow in the other, and a quiver and a warhammer slung around his bare shoulders. He drops the halberd, quickly notches his bow with an arrow, and ably fires at the head of the man who murdered his child.
Donal almost fails to get his shield up in time and the arrowhead sticks through it. Staring at it, the bandit is quite conscious of how close he has almost come to death.
The old man is already preparing to shoot again.
(Persuasion roll fails. Obviously.)
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Before Fenton can claim the famous Longpecker's most prized possession, (or at least Alyn's), Tim's spear finds his way into the farmer's lower back. He reaches back reflexively with his free hand, trying perhaps to pull it out, but quickly just hops off of it. Fenton begins backing away slowly, not to retreat, but so he can keep the three of them in his sight.
(Tim earns +1 to spear and deals a Heavy Wound to Fenton.)
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Apr 24, 2018 18:50:07 GMT
"Stranger take you!" Donal snarled, spurring his horse at the man hoping to cut him down where he stood.
(Swords (+5 Against Leather) 64, Chain, Shield, Horsemanship (+15 Added to Fighting Roll Against Opponents on Foot) 43, Tool of the trade: +5 to rolls and +5 damage. +10 to rolls with his shield when using his shield to defend against ranged shots. Two medium wounds for -30)
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Post by Tim of Raventree on Apr 24, 2018 19:03:01 GMT
"Gotcha!" Tim snarled, shoving his bloody spear at Fenton again. He was hungry for blood now and he wanted to kill the enemy.
"Die, scum!" He yelled.
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The Raven
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Post by The Raven on Apr 24, 2018 19:43:18 GMT
Bael was fat, but it wasn't the debilitating gut of an itinerant farmer. It was very obvious to Donal he had served in some lord's personal militia, no doubt taking part in one of House Bracken's uncountable skirmishes with the Blackwoods. It suddenly made perfect sense why his sons were so fit and able. Particularly when, after a short dance with Donal and his horse, the old man's halberd (a classic staple of footsoldiers) manages to cut through the bandit's chainmail into his right side.
(Bael delivers a Medium Wound to Donal, placing him at -45.)
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Post by Harlan on Apr 24, 2018 21:08:55 GMT
Harlan pocketed the trinket, not caring that Barley was watching. This was not the time to be dividing loot, better to wait until they were safe. "Let's go," he said, taking one last look of the carnage. He wondered if he'd ever have a good nights sleep again.
Harlan walked out of the barn, looking for there rest of his companions.
(Observation: 32)
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Post by The Raven on Apr 24, 2018 21:17:15 GMT
Harlan pocketed the trinket, not caring that Barley was watching. This was not the time to be dividing loot, better to wait until they were safe. "Let's go," he said, taking one last look of the carnage. He wondered if he'd ever have a good nights sleep again. Harlan walked out of the barn, looking for there rest of his companions. (Observation: 32) By the Red Fork, Harlan can clearly see Vex, Alyn, and Tim facing off against a young man in chainmail. Everyone but Tim seems to move as though they were obviously wounded. Near the house, he sees an old, fat, and shirtless man on foot tearing Donal apart atop his horse with the aid of a soldier's halberd. The old man (whom Harlan can deduce to be Bael himself) appears to be carrying multiple weapons. (+2 to Observation)
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Post by Lucas of Brindlewood on Apr 24, 2018 21:37:48 GMT
Bael was fat, but it wasn't the debilitating gut of an itinerant farmer. It was very obvious to Donal he had served in some lord's personal militia, no doubt taking part in one of House Bracken's uncountable skirmishes with the Blackwoods. It suddenly made perfect sense why his sons were so fit and able. Particularly when, after a short dance with Donal and his horse, the old man's halberd (a classic staple of footsoldiers) manages to cut through the bandit's chainmail into his right side. (Bael delivers a Medium Wound to Donal, placing him at -45.) "Fuck you, fat bastard!" Donal screamed as his blood mixed with Cyrus' on his armor. He slashed at the man's face furiously.
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Harlan
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Post by Harlan on Apr 24, 2018 22:22:12 GMT
Weighing his odds, Harlan decides he’d be more help to Tim and the others fighting along the riverbank. He tries to sneak up on the youth in chainmail, hoping to penetrate him from behind.
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Post by Barley on Apr 24, 2018 23:16:03 GMT
Barley was not a fighter, and it seemed If any of them were going to get out of this alive, they’d need her to heal all of them. Instead of heading to the fighting, she instead ran over to Daven, to see what she could do for him. She’d deal with Harlan later.
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Post by Taero of Myr on Apr 24, 2018 23:24:09 GMT
Daven smiles up at her weakly, "Remember when we said this was not a good job to do? Whatever happened to that." he is able to say between grimaces, looking back out at the farm.
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