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Post by AthasianLaborer on Jan 19, 2024 14:40:45 GMT -12
'Muiko joins the gathering to watch the fight. He will keep Coden between him and Nendo. He will time casting Spook just as Coden advances.
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Post by Attilius on Jan 19, 2024 15:06:18 GMT -12
If commotion is heard/seen from Attilius's shade vantage point he'll move to investigate with haste
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Post by Niachi on Jan 19, 2024 15:49:17 GMT -12
Niachi holds action, keeps his eyes sweeping the crowd for any covert motions like hands scuttling out of sight, cloaks hiding things etc. When the half-giant appears in the doorway, he motions with his non-bladed hand the "all good" gesture. (Athasian thumb's up)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2024 19:20:57 GMT -12
Chat'cho is confident in her natural attacks. She crouches down, waiting for any sort of struggle begins before making the decision to leap in and tear through the competition.
She'll pull her strikes to keep them non-lethal unless she sees a weapon or spell presented.
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Post by DM Bob on Jan 20, 2024 5:39:11 GMT -12
The ugly mul erupts into a flurry of blows that only Coden has seen a few times this fast before...
When Hurk would use his psychometabolic power of accelerate to aid his attacks. Coupled with his knowledge of martial unarmed combat, this Nendo is clearly beyond him in skill.
The first knee hits him in the groin, a blow he feels even through his armor.
The next three blows hit in succession, with two punches to the gut and even a head butt to end it. [42 points of damage, no KO - last roll a fumble to boot]
Coden still stands, but feeling like he was rode hard and put away wet. Some blood drips over his eye where he was butted.
That's when the spook goes off, interrupting a possible succession of further punches. Coupled with a loss of footing, the mul slips and falls to the ground, crushing a chair with his frame. The crowd within goes nuts.
"No one has ever stood after one-a those!"
"All hail the Balician!"
"Get this man a drink, nay, get this man a pitcher!"
"By the Dragon's withered tembo stick!"
The mul backs off shuffling a bit on the wooden floor towards the bar, putting the gith between him and 'Muiko. He clutches his lower back where he landed.
Quila has one tangent on the fallen fighter (due to the defensive roll Nendo made).
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Post by Quila Oris (John M.) on Jan 20, 2024 6:38:17 GMT -12
Quila maintains the tangent for a while. If the party is now served drinks and nothing further happens she will drop the tangent.
(OOC: Tell me how many further rounds that would be and I will deduct maintenance.)
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Post by Skrye [AC3; 48/48HP] on Jan 20, 2024 7:13:53 GMT -12
- Skrye just look the flurry of hits as fast as she could, although the only certain thing she sees is how her friend falls from where he stood. She holds in place but looks around with her eyes for any possible 'surprise', subtle, like looking where the unexpected could show in the blink of an eye.
She gets closer to Attilius and slightly pulls the side of his sleeve to reach for a whisper - "He's good with the fists, but this is a tavern.. Will be as resilient for a drinking contest versus you?.." - thinking that a huge body like his could resist for longer the effects of alcohol than the Mul
[OOC: Failed Observation roll]
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Post by Attilius on Jan 20, 2024 8:00:11 GMT -12
When the half-giant appears in the doorway, he motions with his non-bladed hand the "all good" gesture. (Athasian thumb's up) Attilius nods to Niachi his understanding. She gets closer to Attilius and slightly pulls the side of his sleeve to reach for a whisper - "He's good with the fists, but this is a tavern.. Will be as resilient for a drinking contest versus you?.." The giant quickly scans the room "What'd I miss? How's Coden faring?"
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Post by DM Bob on Jan 20, 2024 12:08:48 GMT -12
It seems that the mul has been humbled and the broy flows. The elves tend to keep to the opposite side of the room as they converse within their own pack. The gith are extremely impressed with Coden and even walk up to the warrior-psion.
"You ares quites the rock. Standing fasts to the windzes. If you find our kind, tells them thats the Far Crags tribes hases your respects."
The lizard-like folk nod and bow to the Balician. The second one adds...
"I wonders hows strongs a return the rocks hases? You thinks he could reply in kill? Perhapss betters we thinks of the possibilitiesss."
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Post by Attilius on Jan 20, 2024 12:16:02 GMT -12
The gladiator calls out to the mül loudly "There's plenty room at the crodlu trough if yer still thirsty!"
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Post by Niachi on Jan 20, 2024 12:50:41 GMT -12
Atillius said:
Niachi takes a long swig, belches appropriately.
"I bet he's thirsty for more than that! "The Beast of Balic wins again."
He chuckles and calls for a round for Nendo's crew, with another handful of coin.
As the pair of gith engage Coden, he pulls his chair closer to the pair and nods to them with empty hands.
"Far Crags tribes! Strong in battle and strategy, my people know. If we meet your kind, I am Spidertalker and I will tell them we drank together. If the goblinspiders give you trouble in the places underground, speak my name."
He rolls up his sleeve (on his human arm) to show a pair of wide puncture scars on his forearm, each the diameter of a Kurnian silver piece.
"I passed their tests of venom and riddles - they love riddles. To the Far Crags tribes!"
He drinks.
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Post by AthasianLaborer on Jan 20, 2024 15:05:53 GMT -12
As Niachi's toast reaches a crescendo, 'Muiko casts Spectral Force.
Scent: wine on stale breath Sound: a gravelly "Boo" in his right ear then in his left ear Tactile: hot breath just behind his right ear then just behind his left ear
The target is specifically Nendo*, 'Muiko will not concentrate at all on it, the spell still lasts three rounds.
@bob: please roll low for the Psionic Mimicry & Somatic Concealment
*When I say this, I mean that the AoE is the cube that contains Nendo's skull
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Post by Coden Rokos (Jesse H.) on Jan 20, 2024 17:57:01 GMT -12
After tanking the opening salvo with his groin and his face, Coden finally manages to bring his hands up into a guard position, with an odd sideways stance. It takes him a few seconds to blink, wince, and realize that he's not in any immediate danger of getting pummeled. He keeps the unconventional martial stance for a few more seconds before he stands back up into a more relaxed stance. He shifts his mouth slightly.
"Hmm. Got a loose tooth. That should heal up overnight."
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Post by Quila Oris (John M.) on Jan 21, 2024 9:41:46 GMT -12
While everyone is busy drinking and toasting, Quila again eyes the room and decides to walk to the dwarves who have so far kept to themselves. Approaching their table, she smiles a genuine smile, drops down and bends at the knees to sit down in a crouching position and rest her arms on the table so she is at eye level for the dwarves.
"Can I buy you both a broy? If wonder if you would share some recent news of the dunes or the silt shoals with me then? You look well traveled and capable."
As she engages the dwarves Quila will take notice of any symbols or distinguishing marks they might have or carry on any gear they have with them.
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Post by Niachi on Jan 21, 2024 14:08:31 GMT -12
Niachi will keep sitting with the pair of Gith unless any commotion happens. He glances around, seeing Quila work the room. He motions for Coden and the others to scoot closer and continues engaging the lizardy scoundrels, voice lower:
"You ever been up to them ruins nearby? What do the wise and strong Far Crags elders say about that place?"
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