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Re: thetwo Test Thread
"Good thinking... I just hope that we can find someplace to sell them sooner, rather than later." Nadia said, as Mary extracted the darkhearts from the dead plant creatures. As they walked back toward the cabin where they had left the others, Nadia held her wounds, trying to stop the bleeding. She eventually succeeded, but as they approached their makeshift home, she felt light headed, and had even begun to shake slightly. They still pained her, and she felt weak and tired from them, but she didn't have any way of cleaning or dressing them, and they had to reach the cabin for her to rest.
Unfortunately, it didn't look like she'd be getting that rest any time soon. At first, everything seemed alright, and the mildly exhausted Nadia simply assumed that everyone was inside of the cabin as she and Mary approached it. That proved to not be the case, however, as an orc, of all things, came out, followed shortly after by two more. All armed, and all male. She was about to say something when one of them shouted his 'advice' in their direction, while knocking an arrow. Slavers? Of all the things that could have happened.... Nadia hadn't even considered mortal insanity, when she'd made up the list of nightmares she might have come back to. It was certainly more pleasant than many of the things that her imagination had conjured, at least.
In response, Nadai shook herself, and spread her wings, partially obscuring Mary from the orc's view as she knocked her arrow. Her exhaustion seemed to melt away as her skin began to glow softly, the upcoming battle allowing the angel to set aside her weakness. Temporarily. There would be a price for it, but it would be paid by her, and her alone. She couldn't afford to allow these slavers to take all of her charges. Particularly Sarah. But... That didn't mean that she had to resort to immediate violence, however. Instead, Nadia held her arms out wide, her hands opened, and calmly shouted back; "Cease this foolishness. Surely you must know of the cataclysm that has befallen our world! We cannot stand divided, not now. Besides, there are no markets left for you to take your slaves to, orc. What will you do with them?"
She shook her head, her face impassive and her blue eyes glowing brightly, and continued; "We need not be enemies. But I cannot allow you to take them. If you will not aid us, then I will allow you to take your allies, and all you have come here with, and go from here alive and at peace. If you do not accept those terms, then we will have to settle things in battle."
Nadia doubted that the work would actually accept those terms, of course, and as such, she was ready. If the orc moved to fire his bow, or the other two started forward, Nadia would instantly become a blur of motion, her wings and her legs combining to hurl her through the air, away from Mary. She wouldn't move directly toward the orcs, however, instead moving across and to her right, drawing her bow, knocking an arrow, and firing it all in the same motion. She didn't target the orc in the chainmail, however. Instead, she sent an arrow toward the knee of one of the lesser warriors, trying to momentarily cripple him rather than outright kill him.
"Good thinking... I just hope that we can find someplace to sell them sooner, rather than later." Nadia said, as Mary extracted the darkhearts from the dead plant creatures. As they walked back toward the cabin where they had left the others, Nadia held her wounds, trying to stop the bleeding. She eventually succeeded, but as they approached their makeshift home, she felt light headed, and had even begun to shake slightly. They still pained her, and she felt weak and tired from them, but she didn't have any way of cleaning or dressing them, and they had to reach the cabin for her to rest.
Unfortunately, it didn't look like she'd be getting that rest any time soon. At first, everything seemed alright, and the mildly exhausted Nadia simply assumed that everyone was inside of the cabin as she and Mary approached it. That proved to not be the case, however, as an orc, of all things, came out, followed shortly after by two more. All armed, and all male. She was about to say something when one of them shouted his 'advice' in their direction, while knocking an arrow. Slavers? Of all the things that could have happened.... Nadia hadn't even considered mortal insanity, when she'd made up the list of nightmares she might have come back to. It was certainly more pleasant than many of the things that her imagination had conjured, at least.
In response, Nadai shook herself, and spread her wings, partially obscuring Mary from the orc's view as she knocked her arrow. Her exhaustion seemed to melt away as her skin began to glow softly, the upcoming battle allowing the angel to set aside her weakness. Temporarily. There would be a price for it, but it would be paid by her, and her alone. She couldn't afford to allow these slavers to take all of her charges. Particularly Sarah. But... That didn't mean that she had to resort to immediate violence, however. Instead, Nadia held her arms out wide, her hands opened, and calmly shouted back; "Cease this foolishness. Surely you must know of the cataclysm that has befallen our world! We cannot stand divided, not now. Besides, there are no markets left for you to take your slaves to, orc. What will you do with them?"
She shook her head, her face impassive and her blue eyes glowing brightly, and continued; "We need not be enemies. But I cannot allow you to take them. If you will not aid us, then I will allow you to take your allies, and all you have come here with, and go from here alive and at peace. If you do not accept those terms, then we will have to settle things in battle."
Nadia doubted that the work would actually accept those terms, of course, and as such, she was ready. If the orc moved to fire his bow, or the other two started forward, Nadia would instantly become a blur of motion, her wings and her legs combining to hurl her through the air, away from Mary. She wouldn't move directly toward the orcs, however, instead moving across and to her right, drawing her bow, knocking an arrow, and firing it all in the same motion. She didn't target the orc in the chainmail, however. Instead, she sent an arrow toward the knee of one of the lesser warriors, trying to momentarily cripple him rather than outright kill him.
If things start to get violent:
Move 20 feet diagonally, making Nadia both closer to the orcs than Mary, and not in the same line as her. Then fire an arrow at the orc with the axe. Use Crippling Shot, which gives me a -10 to attack, but requires that he win a Resistance check against Nadia or be stunned for a round. Also, fight defensively, taking -20 from my attack to get another 20 points of dodge.
The end result and relevant numbers:
66 Dodge, 32 Resistance, +22 to the attack roll, and damage would be 2d6 + 17 if it hits.
Move 20 feet diagonally, making Nadia both closer to the orcs than Mary, and not in the same line as her. Then fire an arrow at the orc with the axe. Use Crippling Shot, which gives me a -10 to attack, but requires that he win a Resistance check against Nadia or be stunned for a round. Also, fight defensively, taking -20 from my attack to get another 20 points of dodge.
The end result and relevant numbers:
66 Dodge, 32 Resistance, +22 to the attack roll, and damage would be 2d6 + 17 if it hits.