Jammers: Turn 24, Chapter 7 Summary

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{} = Actions and descriptions within these brackets take place within
the psionic mindscape and are OOC knowledge for all accept the
parties directly involved.

IC:

Round 7:

Sekeht swings his scimitar at the foul beast that has attacked
Allagan and Dhebun, but his blow goes wild.

Holland slips the used starwheel into his belt and chants as he
points his finger at the creature wrapped about Dhebun. Three bursts
of black energy dart out from Holland's finger and slip around
Allagan, Ives and Dhebun to impact directly on the creature's body,
staggering it slightly in response to each hit.
OOC: Magic Missile on the creature.

Talus stabs the beast in the back again with the white glowing
dagger, the blade sinks in deep and the beast sags, it's eyes glazing
and it's tail flukes loosening about Dhebun.

With an oath to the All-Father, Allagan stabs it again with his
spear. The spear slides deep into the creature's side as it slides to
the ground.

Raken stands ready by Ives.

With the creature in his grip Ives barks out "Allagan, your spear,
its brain NOW SAILER!"

Biting back a cry, Dhebun's sword stabs wildly at the beast aiming
for the fluke that had held him in its powerful grip. Hacked and
stabbed the beast sinks bleeding and twitching to the floor.

Kain is now standing very close behind Holland, and looks nervous. He
is constantly fiddling with his sword, adjusting his grip, and his
gaze  moves rapidly from point to point, never really settling on
anything.

{The tattered thorn bush lies around the feet of Kain and Holland, who now
appear to be wearing full plate armour. But a closer inspection shows
that it is not armour, at all somehow it seems the skin has hardened
and changed shape, it is like armour but it is no suit warn only for
battle it is a hard exoskeleton, completely integral to the body it
protects. The Noble foe has transformed into a raging wyvern but it's
tail strikes are foiled by the exoskeleton.}

Freneth grabs up the line, and looks around desperately: Spotting a
stalagmite , Freneth rushes toward it, and begins to loop the rope
securely.

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Round 8:

Sekeht holds his scimitar ready, looking around for additional adversaries.

Holland looks back at the wall of fog and it disappears.

Talus turns invisible and flies through up.

Allagan puts his weight on the spear, angling its point downward,
causing more damage to the creature, and effectively pining the
creature in place. The dead beast lies beneath his spear, stabbed in
many places, ichor dripping from its many wounds.

Raken walks up to Dhebun and prays over him.

"BLAST YOUR FOG HOLLAND! Thundering tarnations how can I kill  what I
can't see What!" Ives booms out. With a ring of steel Ives unsheathes
his sword.

Dhebun collapses into the muck, his breath coming in ragged wheezes,
his bloody sword still clenched in his hand.

Kain is still behind Holland, constantly glancing towards him. He
seem to be distracted from the physical battle.
{The Wyvern disappears from the mindscape...}

Freneth quickly yanks another javelin from his quiver, sets it into his atatl.

A vaguely shimmering light appears out in the dark, followed by the
slithering splash of mud. Then the light disappears.

"AHOY, MATEYS!' the voice from the dark booms, "The last beast has
fled! You've won!"

Date/Time: 3:04 pm, 7th day of the 11th Month, 5049 OC
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"...And nobody is to be killed at all, if it can be helped. Keep your
tempers and hold your hands until the last possible moment!"
"But if there are many of these ruffians," said Merry, "it will
certainly mean fighting. You won't rescue Lotho, or the Shire, just
by being shocked and sad, my dear Frodo."

Paul Westermeyer,  pwestermeyer@????????.??.com