!qw2cdBTZAc 06/02/11(Thu)03:38 No.15132491|
Turen is the first one out, quick even by comparison to the other kobolds. A soldier with a spear comes at him, and he parries it with his cane in his left hand, a blaze of vibrant violets, oranges and blues coming from his right. The soldier collapses, clutching his eyes as Turen faces off against an archer with padded arrows. He conjures a small, nearly transparent shield, deflecting the shots as he runs past to the swordsman, a kobold with a hand tucked behind his back. Turen stops, the swordsman tilting his blade downward, almost like an invitation. Turen starts to move his hand to cast a spell, and the swordsman brings his back hand to bear, a dagger flying at Turen. He manages to get his shield in the way, but his spell is disrupted. It would have been a magic missile, a classic opening attack. The swordsman rushes at him, and he rolls backwards, dodging the initial cut. The swordsman presses his attack, coming within inches of Turen before he gets his shield in the way, an audible scrape issuing from the sword as it contacts the semi-flexible force barrier. Turen begins parrying the sword, working as hard as he can to defend himself, with no range to retreat and get a spell off.
The larger, now smaller, kobold rushes out to the field, where the spearman has regained consciousness. He lunges at the smaller kobold, who ducks, grabbing the spear. He runs up the length of the spear, thrusting the shaft aside as he leaps up with a mighty overhanded crack to the soldier's skull. The soldier teeters for a moment before falling.
"YES! KEEP GOING!" You hear Ghaon shout from below you.
The archer has a hard time hitting the miniscule kobold, who proceeds over to the swordsman, where Turen has been backed up the the edge of the field. Turen lashes out, causing the swordsman to take a step back in surprise as he sees the smaller kobold starting to sneak past.