Lord Safey

The large ogre creature bellows in rage. The wound hurts it but is far from fatal and the holy energy has not effect on it. The one in the grapple seems not to be effected by the hot touch of the rider. It holds the rider with one hand and starts to punch it with the other. The rider has trouble utilizing its sword he has no room to swing it. The other tries to grab hold of the rider's sword arm too shake it violently. The Beholder like creature sits back and analyzes the combat waiting for an opportunity. All parties seem oblivious to the fire in the forest.

Right now I'm kinda of waiting for two things. One I like to know how the musket shot effects the demon. Also Dantius the two disturbed love birds will probably come to village for help they should be a obvious clue to my location.

The large burly humanoid with a arrow in its chest and a man slung over his back came to a hut on a farm. He promptly kicks in the door and enters. A couple second later two naked people of opposing genders coming running out in their birthdays suits. The are running in the direction of town. Once inside the monstrous humanoid lays down his master. The mans breath is shallow and his face pale. The creature stares at the man with a puzzled, confused and scared look with no clue how to help him.

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I sure hope so.

I always thought of sports as way for countries to get their dick waving contests without going to war

the more the merrier. On another note I'm gonna try to develop the thug with the arrow protruding out of his chest into a minor character.

Vorn passes out and slumps, he put to much energy into creating these creatures and the attack just pushed him over the edge. This enrages the three monstrosities and they attack the black clad rider. The beholder looking creature fires off a powerful bolt of energy with at the rider. The two ogre looking creatures charge only slightly behind the bolt of energy,hollowing in rage at the creature and barely miss stepping on their masters head. A humanoid with a arrow stuck in his chest quietly come and picks and carries off Vorn in the confusion of battle.

His thug jumps out in front of him taking the shoot in the chest. It just roars and charges onward towards the darkness, oblivious to the feathered stick protruding out of his chest. Being able to see into the darkness, he figures the the rider is over the tunnel he releases the energies keeping the hall below frozen. With a loud crash and large billowing cloud of dust,the ground beneath the rider begins to collapse. As the dust settled the three mighty creatures that Vorn has summoned appears. One looks a lot like a beholder expect its eye is bigger. It is flanked by two very large and very ugly ogre looking creatures. They are all shimmering with the magics of the various the spells of blessing and protections that Vorn is casting. They move forth to meet the rider's challenge.

sorry got impatient I'll be more careful next

My intentions was to keep things moving your still welcome to post what you do in that time in between.

The wizard, after a couple of hours, wakes up. He yawns briefly. He stands and speaks "Gather your stuff we must leave soon. I feel him coming. I will plant a trap for him. It most likely won't kill him but could make his day a bit more unpleasant and slow him down. He walks down the hall occasionally cover the ceiling or support in acid. He lets sits for a few minutes, until he hears the groaning of stone getting ready to shift and then freezes it all over with several well placed spells. Walks back into the basement of the shrine. He grabs his bag. Vorn "Lets go". He walks up the stairs of the shrine, heads to heads to the back door of the shrine, cracks it open and then uses a mirror to scope out the area. After seeing nothing dangerous he slips out, not even checking if the others are following him.

My character didn't steal an item from him. He summon him and used considerable amount of his power to power a portal. Mind you he didn't do it alone he had help from other mages of considerable power.

any chance of getting it to run smoother on wine?

Vorn spoke "I came to the region under some duress. In a supply cache several days travel here I hid a few things that I wanted to keep but not travel with. Be kinda of awkward if I was caught traveling them. Among them contains a book with which I could figure out how to preform a ritual to banish the individual, who so rudely barged into the bar today, permanently, or well at least by the time he undoes it we will be long dead and our bones dust. Killing him will likely only send him back to his place of origin for a very short period of time. I warn you though the material components need for this are not likely to be common but I can not know what they are until I see the ritual. If you wish to accompany me I would appreciate it. For now I must rest and gather my strength." With that the old wizard slumps back into floor next to a coffin and is sleeping again. The ugly looking thug keeps himself between his master and the two newcomers.

Vorn jumps out and almost finishes the spell blasting at what ever was about to come through that door but see its not the rider and stops it in the nick of time. He sees the two individuals standing at the door way. Vorn "I know this may seem strange but you weren't who I was expecting." His guard stands expectantly.

I saw these these too but to be honest I thought more of the tobacco smoking pipes.

Vorn has a fitful sleep plague with dreams of memories of memories he tries hard to forget. It is a stone room with a round table there are torches lighting the room but no windows. Around the table are seated 9 people with grim expressions and gaunt look about them. The oldest stands and with halting stuttering words speaks "The general's armies have failed. The enemy advances on our position, they will be here in days. The power crystal didn't make it to the pass before the enemy overtook it." He sits down. A hush murmuring and a sense of dread fills the room. A couple of minutes pass before a man dark blue robes and in his mid forties stands up "I hesitate to propose this but I beleive we have no other choice. Their is another way to power the portal if you all would allow it." Vorn wakes to the growling of this thug, he quickly takes cover behind an old coffin. His hands have ice blue nimbus in them.

Vorn Rodt is a master of conjuration magic (summoning stuff). Although he is proficient in any form of magic that has something to do with battle he can even do some healing magic passably. The only magic he really has for non combat purposes has to deal directly with the creation of magical items. He has the appearance of a man in his mid 60's however his age is not reflected in his physical abilities. He wears a dark blue tattered robe with a hood. The hood is usually drawn to hid his face. He is pretty good at pointing at something and hitting it. He has been trained with sword and shield but he rarely uses it and it shows. He drinks a little more then is healthy, perhaps to drown past memories. He has the discipline of some who has served in an army and has had command duties before. You will not recognize his accent. I'm still looking for a theme song.

Aided by his close location and the speed afforded to him by his haste spell He quickly darts up the stairs and too his room before they become crowded . Grabs his bag climbs out his window which fortunately was facing away from the rider. Carefully he lowers himself down from his window. He quickly makes another giant scorpion, gets on it, cast haste on it, and rides off, abandoning this tavern and its occupants to its fate. Making efforts to hide his tracks he takes up a hiding spot he scouted out for this eventuality in the basement of a long abandoned shrine at the edge of town. He conjures for another ape looking like human creature that he had at the bar as guard in the collapses in the corner out of exhaustion.

Finishing his muttering the blue robed mage turns when inhuman speed when the doors blast open. The mage summons three large scorpion creatures which rush the black clad individual as soon as they become solid. Two large brutish thugs rush the individual as well. The mage already has a wand out with a bright blast of energy rush towards it target. What the mage took he can no longer give back.

kill everything loot everything. Let Trajkov use the geneforge then kill him. After that I use if for my self.

He casted that cantrip of a spell to shut up that ridiculous merchant. Hopefully he could enjoy his drink in quiet now. Then he heard the accursed voice. "I know you are here!" The hood on his tattered dark blue robes obscured how pale his face went. "This game has gone on for long enough! No more hiding! Come out and give me what is mine!" He pulled out a fist full of the coins and slapped them down on the table "Bartender give me the strongest swill you have." He shouted. The bartender quickly pours him the drink. He downs it at once. The robed man stood up staggering slightly. He starts making his way up stairs muttering some incantation under his breath. He pauses momentarily as he notices the sudden stressed out look of the female who was impressing the crowd.

I'll probably go with a wizard type although I'm still hashing out the backstory a bit before I post something

If find for fights in this very loose setting is to have all involved parties work it out. When I have difficulty with this I usually just post something on the OCC asking is this reasonable and that usually helps decide it. The thing I kinda of like to settle what power level were working at. My main concern right now is making something that is overpowered.