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[Anouleth]

Damios responded fast. He quickly pulled out his bow, notched an arrow, and let loose, taking aim at the foremost Zombie.

Spoiler -

Roll d20 to attack
Result: 10
10 + 4 + 1 (Point Blank Shot, I assume I'm within 30ft) = 15 attack

Roll d6 for damage
Result: 2
2 + 2 = 4 damage

39 arrows left

[Kopfjager]

Not getting any answer, Ariadne decided to just find out for herself. She shoved aside one of the patrons that had just reached her floor, then pushed her way through the throng of people climbing up from downstairs.

Spoiler -

Rolls for pushing my way down

DC10
Roll = 13
Success!

Once she reached the ground floor, it was enough to notice the source of the commotion. Some other patrons - most of them people she hasn't seen before - were apparently fighting against something, she can't tell for sure, her head still dizzy from the hangover.

"What does it take for someone to get a god-damned night's sleep in here!?" She yelled out, annoyed.

As if to punctuate her annoyance, she pulled out the throwing axe dangling from her belt and hurled it at the mass of figures entering the place.

Spoiler -

Rolls for the attack. Rolled hit twice in case of a crit.

[Defeatist Elitist]

The two shimmering bolts of force slam into the frontmost Zombie, followed rapidly by one of Damios's arrows. It stumbles, but takes a lurching step forward before the throwing axe embeds itself in the creatures skull, sending it to the ground. While the doorway is clear at the moment, a throng of the creatures is pressing forward from just outside.

OOC: The front zombie got killed by Ariadne's attack.

[Rothene]

Matthis saw the axe finish off his foe. Looking up to see who he judged was the hurler, the paladin raised his sword in salutation before quickly turning back to watch the shambling forms further away.


OOC: So that one's AC was 11...so close

[Nightmare]

"Help you do what? Nay, I shall rather engage in combat!"

Sternblade flipped away the table, took his mighty great sword +1 and swung it intensely at one of the zombies.

OOC:

Hit roll: 10 + 4 = 14
Damage roll: 6 + 4 + 11 = 21

[Defeatist Elitist]

The fury of Sternblade's first strike cleaves a zombie neatly in two, though this does not seem to concern the others. As Sternblade peers outside, he is unable to even count the number of shadowy figures approaching the inn.

[Rehab]

Forced to make a move, Dwayne looks around and fidgets slightly, as if being drawn and quartered. He narrows his choices and tries to make a jump from a ceiling fixture to the top of the stairway.

OOC: DC20, roll 4 + skill 8 = 12

Dwayne misses and tumbles to the floor. Frustrated yet emboldened, he launches himself at the same set of jumps.

OOC: DC20, roll 16 + skill 8 = 24

Dwayne lands clear of the crowd, and transitions into a dash to his room and gear.

[Defeatist Elitist]

OOC: Perfect, now to wait for Rine.

[Rapier]

OOC: Perfect, now to wait for Rine.

OOC: Well, just know that my internet may be cut at any time for some days, but I'll try to reply to this thread as much as possible when I can.
ON:

Rine finished organizing his stuff on the room he rented in the Inn a couple minutes ago, and so he took the time to rest a bit on the bed, although he wasn't planning on sleeping: Going downstairs and asking for clues about his mother's hometown was a good idea, even if his assumption about his mother's whereabouts are wrong, since "Anything is better than nothing" in his philosophy.

However, the noise outside took him out of his rest, drawing the half-elf's attention to the footsteps outside. When he saw it, all Rine could do was watch the scene and wonder "What the fuck is going on?". Without wasting any time, he put his shoes on and left the room.

He struggled to make his voice be heard by someone, -anyone-, who could answer his question. "What's going on?! What are you all running from?!"

[Defeatist Elitist]

"The streets are filled with monsters," yell the hysterical citizens, "They're trying to get in here!"

[Rapier]

Rine is impressed by the term 'monsters' being mixed with 'a lot of hysterical citizens running inside an Inn to save themselves', but he didn't want to ask more questions. He wasn't a hero himself, and such an ammount of people running meant that it was something big (in his opinion).

He ran towards his room, closed the door and proceeded to pick his stuff again before leaving permanently from the room.

[Defeatist Elitist]

The zombies surge forward, three of them swinging their rotting arms at Sternblade from their position at the entryway. One of them swings wide, but the other two manage to connect with Sternblade, one of them winding him for a moment.

The flow of people up the stairs continues, however their are far fewer people remaining downstairs, and the way should clear up soon.

OOC: Sternblade takes 10 damage as two of the attacks hit him (one does 7, the other does 3). There are three Zombies in front of Sternblade, and a bunch more behind them. It looks like the stairs will be clear in a round or two.

Edited by Defeatist Elitist, 24 January 2012 - 07:42 PM.

[Rothene]

There's too many of them, though Matthis, we'll need to slow them down for now.

Rushing forward, Matthis proceeded to attempt to close the doors, forcing the zombies out with his strength while calling to anyone nearby, "You there warriors! Help me close these doors now! And some of you shut the windos!"


Action: Matthis attempts to close the door.

[Defeatist Elitist]

Matthis manages to force the doors closed, and hold them in place. However, it is all he can do to hold them there, and even with the bolt drawn, the door seems like it could burst open at any moment.

OOC: Rothene wanted me to roll for him, and he got 18+2 = 20 on his Strength check. You guys can act out of initiative order for now, as you're not really in combat anymore.

[Black★Rock Shooter]

Stella looked outside at the crowd of zombies gathering, looking for an opening. She decided to cast a True Strike on herself so she could unleash an attack so powerful, it would be sure to blast the assailants into oblivion.

[Furetchen]

Tamara walks briskly towards Sternblade, necklace still weakly glowing. "I'd not have you wounded, sir. You fought valiantly." She presses her hands against Sternblade's glistening, oiled chest, and his wounds begin to knit themselves closed.

(Tamara casts Cure Light Wounds for 9, losing Detect Evil.)

OOC: I'm assuming I don't have enough time to cast Protection from Evil, as well? If I do, I'll cast that on Sternblade as well.

Edited by Furetchen, 24 January 2012 - 11:28 PM.

[Defeatist Elitist]

OOC: Basically, as long as you've got people holding the door it seems like it will hold for at least a little bit. You guys just aren't sure how long it will last if you leave it totally alone.

[Furetchen]

Tamara's hands glow again after a few seconds. A blue aura surrounds the barbarian.

(she casts Protection from Evil on Sternblade)

[Rehab]

Dwayne shoulders his backpack, hefts his weapons into position and finally slips back into that other damn boot. "Now if I only had some traps packed, this might be good for something other than running away with," Dwayne mutters as he fashions some silk rope around his grappling hook. "Now, whether to fight here or find better ground?" Dwayne begins, as he looks to his room's window. "If there's any to find."

"Sir innkeeper! Frequent patrons, able-bodied persons, anybody with a clue to what's going on! Can I have a word?" Still not sure who's listening, Dwayne goes to the hallway and tries to make himself heard. "Is there any passage to the roof from here? If not, I can fashion a rope to the top. Tell me, even if it's a poor escape route, will the people who can't fight at least be somewhat safer up there?"

[Nightmare]

Sternblade gives a smile to Tamara.

"You have my thanks. Your magical powers are quite profound, it would seem," he said, "but it also would seem the enemies are innumerable. It would be wise to escape from this inn...any way out, aside from the front door?"

OOC: Guess I should've made that an OOC question. Any windows or anything we can use to escape?

Edited by Nightmare, 25 January 2012 - 09:17 AM.