Charge the axeman
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''I can't let my vengeance blind me.'' As the axeman charged towards me, I steadied myself for his attack. His axe swing stopped harmlessly in the air, blocked by the steel of my blade as I brought up my arms to counter his attack. I stepped into his stance and sliced through his legs, crippling him. As he fell downwards, I drove my sword through the nape of his neck. '''+4 health'''. | ''I can't let my vengeance blind me.'' As the axeman charged towards me, I steadied myself for his attack. His axe swing stopped harmlessly in the air, blocked by the steel of my blade as I brought up my arms to counter his attack. I stepped into his stance and sliced through his legs, crippling him. As he fell downwards, I drove my sword through the nape of his neck. '''+4 health'''. | ||
+ | The archer, for his part, turned to flee. He made a good effort of it too, and had a lead on me, but I was faster. Having fed on enough blood recently to maintain my stamina, I easily caught up to the startled man, and with a slash from my sword I cut him down. | ||
+ | Blood stained my clothes, and a distant part of me, the part that bothered with appearances, was deeply disgusted. But not enough of me cared as I dined upon their remains. | ||
- | {{Ryd Template|Equipment=''Sword, Leather Shirt''|NPC=''None''|HP= | + | ''It's been so long since I've tasted the sweet tang of blood. Though these sour men were no fine course meal, they would do quite nicely.'' |
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+ | '''You are healed back to full health.''' | ||
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+ | '''You have gained 40 xp and 6 Gold for killing the bandits.''' | ||
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+ | ''Now, the question is, what do I do now?'' The hour was growing late, and already the sun was starting to set. | ||
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+ | *[[Press on along the road]] | ||
+ | *[[Find a place to make camp]] | ||
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+ | {{Ryd Template|Equipment=''Sword, Leather Shirt''|NPC=''None''|HP=30|MP=0|Lvl=1|LI=None|XP=40|G=6}} | ||
[[Category: Scars of Nimon]] | [[Category: Scars of Nimon]] |
Revision as of 00:26, 1 October 2015
I can't let my vengeance blind me. As the axeman charged towards me, I steadied myself for his attack. His axe swing stopped harmlessly in the air, blocked by the steel of my blade as I brought up my arms to counter his attack. I stepped into his stance and sliced through his legs, crippling him. As he fell downwards, I drove my sword through the nape of his neck. +4 health.
The archer, for his part, turned to flee. He made a good effort of it too, and had a lead on me, but I was faster. Having fed on enough blood recently to maintain my stamina, I easily caught up to the startled man, and with a slash from my sword I cut him down.
Blood stained my clothes, and a distant part of me, the part that bothered with appearances, was deeply disgusted. But not enough of me cared as I dined upon their remains.
It's been so long since I've tasted the sweet tang of blood. Though these sour men were no fine course meal, they would do quite nicely.
You are healed back to full health.
You have gained 40 xp and 6 Gold for killing the bandits.
Now, the question is, what do I do now? The hour was growing late, and already the sun was starting to set.
Ryd Status | |||
Health | 30 | Equipment:
Sword, Leather Shirt | Companions:
None |
Mana | 0 | ||
Level | 1 | Love Interest | None |
Gold | 6 | Experience | 40 |