The battle of Sorcerer's Place (SP fantasy)

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8people stands in the corner with her staff and years of training in both fighting and psionics.

she grips her weapon tightly and prepares for any fools who dare come too close.

 

A few caves a away, a dwarf is snorring peacefully. Besides him a two-handed axe and a nearly empty keg of Guinness, which he bought from a Barbarian trader, which told the dwarf, that this strange brew would have the ability to increase his strengh and heal his is wounds. He didn't say, that it additionally tasted very well. Too tastefull for any dwarf to resist. Now the dwarf will be sleeping and see no action at all.

 

ROFL Tal!

Hang on - how would this work? If everyone has infinity lives... noone will emerbe victorious.

8people phases through the wall behind her and finds herself in a cavern. She sees the sleeping dwarf and gives him a good kick up the derrier to see if he's alive.

 

Gothmog just teleports aroun watching yelling and cheering u the combatants.

When another Gate is being opened by anothe mage yungster he slams the door shut in front of demons face.

He sets up a few TV-traps (if target fails will saving throw he is forced to watch soap-operas for 1d4 hours).


Asking Sniper what is he doing with a mace? Wielding it like a walking stick

 

Ah! The perfect solution, though it may take quite a few days...wait, maybe not.

Alustriel's Dungeon Master pauses the scene, minimizes, then opens up ShadowKeeper and edits the number of memorized spells possible. She saves the game, then loads it again. And waits.

 

Wait! I know what she's going to do! Every--one-run-------f-- *gets permanently Silenced by AaA*

 

Hephaestus, with his great Warhammer made entirely of fire and his Chain Mail armor+ 138, which has become stronger with every post, prepares for battle, casting Stoneskin, Mirror Image, and Fire Halo.(from Age of Wonders)

[ May 10, 2003, 02:12: Message edited by: Hephaestus ]

 

Sniper picks himself up and dusts himself only to find a heat wave pelt him full in the face.

5 minutes later, Sniper picks his crispy form again and gets rid of the burnt crispy bits.

*Trumpets sound! Haha! Sniper is back*

His response to Gothmog4230's question is to use his charred walking stick as a mace and bats him on the head causing the stick to snap

"Ave it"

He then walks over to Harkle and pulls out a waterskin whom he promptly pours the contents on ... water.

"Ave it"

 

Rallymama rummages in her Purse of Holding and comes out with a Blankie of Protection From Everything, which she wraps around her shoulders just before the Pit Fiend arrives. She then resumes pelting Chevalier with peanut shells.

 

As Sniper walks away from a soaked being, he spies Rallymama and wonders what the use of a blanket of protection from everything is.

oO{I mean ... itprotects you from everything, but not from a stone, arrow, blade, or being stepped on ... but it protects you from 'everything'... I don't even think everything is an object! Oh well, how silly}

He then walks up to Rallymama with her oh so great blanket of protection and clobers her on the head with a heavy mace that he randomly pulled out 2 seconds ago...

"Ave' it"

 

Hephaestus calmly walks over to Sniper. When he reaches him, he draws his warhammer and slams him in the chest, clearing his sinuses.

"No thank you."

 

Rallymama waves her Magic Cooking Spoon at Sniper's mace, adds some flour, butter, eggs, miilk, sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg, and turns it into a coffeecake.

 

Baezlebub, seeing the majority of his minions dissapearing from their jobs of torturing the damned and so on and so forth, followed one of his departing pit fiends to the area of effect. Noticing carnage, he decided to stay for a while, maybe some more souls would be damned this day. Besides, his daily bloodbath was at least 2 millenia late.

 

Gothmog comes and casts mass heal for everybody.

Then he goes and steals snipers coffecake-mace +sugar, telling him he will get food poisoning eating such unhealthy things as he walks away.

Then he hides himself in Sanctuary and eats the whole mace in one yawn.

 

Aikanaro makes it to his feet once again, patches up many wounds, and walks over to 8people. Using the all so brilliant telepathic metafaculty he sends her the message, <Allies?>.

A probably useless Note: Things in <> are telepathic speech.

 

<I usually work alone, but fine, I'll form an alliance with you.>

8people gives the dwarf one final kick before returning to battle.

 

<excellent, shall we join in metaconcert for the asskicking?>
Aikanaro gives the sleeping dwarf a mental kick, just for good mesure.

Metaconcert = fancy name for a mindmeld used in Julian May books.

 

<sure whatever. can anyone else read our thoughts?>

phases over to Aiky

 

<Should bloody well hope not, anyway...>
Aikanaro sents a psychozap Snipers way, leviatates him into the air and drops him on top of Tal's tower.