3. Skyway Robbery - Genesis 18:32
05-01-2020, 11:58 AM
[Zwiche: 10,10,9,7,7,4,3,2,2 Result: Moves like Jagger]
[5x Archers: 8,8,7,7,6,4,3,2,2,1 Result: Shooting at big dudes is hard]
Zwiche dances past the hail of arrows with a terrifying degree of agility given his size. The lieutenant bites her lip in frustration and steps forwards deciding enough is enough. She licks the length of the dindablade.
Lieutenant-[Imperial]: "Dis is fine steel. The finest I have ever laid mine tongue upon. This mortal kiss be wasted upon the likes of thee beast."
She takes a distinct overhead pose with the bladepoint aimed low.
Lieutenant-[Imperial]: "By my name I Ki-"
Her words are buried under the noise of a warhorn from the south.
Lieutenant-[Imperial]: "Fall! Beast!"
Andrea grasps around the darkness for anything to help aid her escape. She pushes under the debris for a cool metal object. It's stuck tight, but not so much that Andrea cannot pluck it forth with her physical might. When she does, a severed arm comes out alongside a broken saber. The upper third of the saber is lost somewhere else in the mess but at least the the edge of the blade has remained intact.
[Blade does Width Shock+1 Killing]
Judy lays low and still. The archers up the short cliff nearby are preoccupied firing at something else. Henry obeys his owner and stays as quiet as he can. From just nearby in the darkness a couple Imperials are having a quick exchange, some argument about whether or not to involve themselves in whatever commotion is going on to the south. Their debate ends when the more assertive of the lot says:
Imperial Soldier-[Imperial]: "Ayn be a reaper's prize tonight. Spread 'round an take to the dirt. Ifn you get 'da mighty fortune o' deliverin' a right lethal shivvin 'dan do so. 'Till 'dan I be takin' dis hovel right 'ere."
Judy gets the sinking feeling he's referring to her hiding location.
[5x Archers: 8,8,7,7,6,4,3,2,2,1 Result: Shooting at big dudes is hard]
Zwiche dances past the hail of arrows with a terrifying degree of agility given his size. The lieutenant bites her lip in frustration and steps forwards deciding enough is enough. She licks the length of the dindablade.
Lieutenant-[Imperial]: "Dis is fine steel. The finest I have ever laid mine tongue upon. This mortal kiss be wasted upon the likes of thee beast."
She takes a distinct overhead pose with the bladepoint aimed low.
Lieutenant-[Imperial]: "By my name I Ki-"
Her words are buried under the noise of a warhorn from the south.
Lieutenant-[Imperial]: "Fall! Beast!"
Andrea grasps around the darkness for anything to help aid her escape. She pushes under the debris for a cool metal object. It's stuck tight, but not so much that Andrea cannot pluck it forth with her physical might. When she does, a severed arm comes out alongside a broken saber. The upper third of the saber is lost somewhere else in the mess but at least the the edge of the blade has remained intact.
[Blade does Width Shock+1 Killing]
Judy lays low and still. The archers up the short cliff nearby are preoccupied firing at something else. Henry obeys his owner and stays as quiet as he can. From just nearby in the darkness a couple Imperials are having a quick exchange, some argument about whether or not to involve themselves in whatever commotion is going on to the south. Their debate ends when the more assertive of the lot says:
Imperial Soldier-[Imperial]: "Ayn be a reaper's prize tonight. Spread 'round an take to the dirt. Ifn you get 'da mighty fortune o' deliverin' a right lethal shivvin 'dan do so. 'Till 'dan I be takin' dis hovel right 'ere."
Judy gets the sinking feeling he's referring to her hiding location.
