Unseen the entire time, Waddles has been quietly pershed in a tree, possibly 20 feet from the gathering site, still not completely able to see the men. But he heard Blank's words, and with them the retaliation of a Democratic force. Waddles is not on the same page with this league, his loyalty lies purely with the King. Perhaps he will keep quiet though, just for the sake. It's always good to know things... to know things that other people don't know. Waddles stays as still as a being can hope to be while he waits for what might happen with these people next.

A young human man cries out, choked off by the black smoke that now encircles him (OCC: What does it do?). Collapsing to the ground he sputters and writhes desperately attempting to breathe. Upon seeing Blank disappear into the ground the rebels pair off (except that there is one group of one, poor guy, what did he ever do to you…), and back to back they stand. One Zora with curious brass epilates cries out to the group, “Earthquake attack!” Quickly six bombs are produced and thrown out onto the ground. With a snap of the fingers and the swift smell of sulfur a fairy ignites the quick burning fuses. Six large bells are set upon the bombs and are struck by small engraved silver hammers. The tone of the deep bells begin to reverberate and cause an escalating resonance that moves through the earth, up the trees, and shakes the very stones.

6

OCC: Everyone around (or joining) you have six of my posts before the bombs detonate. Once they do, destruction, to well everything for a long ways. Pre-warning: I will double post if a day goes by with no responses.

OOC: Blank is in no position to be off murdering people, so it's just a sedative/tranquilizer spell. I'll make sure to post whether or not an attack is lethal next time.

I take it we're tasked with the "privelege" of disarming these bombs? That is what you were intending, right?

IC:

A low curse is heard from high in the treetops. From a branch just above the clearing, Blank reappears, sword drawn. he takes a jump off of the tree's shaking limb, pointing his sword downward in a dangerous stab. Thinking twice about this attack, he instead angles the flat of his blade so that it will merely stun an enemy when he lands.

Not taking any chances to see if his tactic had been successful, Blank quickly scurries to his feet and dashes to the bombs, avoiding whatever spells and weapons may come at him. Popping his flask open, he drains the contents onto the bomb before his feet, prepared to turn and parry an onslaught at any moment.

Waddles is startled by the sudden appearance of such weaponry, and seeing Blank move into such swift action, Waddles finds it less help than anything else to remain hidden. He leaps from his stronghold in the trees and into the clearing. He brings out his staff, lacking a proper blade, and begins to mimick Blank's actions, pouring out his canteen just as Blank did, in hope to calm a fuse. Ever aware of his surroundings, however, Waddles pauses every second to be sure his back remains clear of foes. A battle could be aroused at any moment.

The rebels defend their bells in pairs. The flat of Blank’s blade strikes the single rebel standing by his bell (we’ll call it bell #1). The rebel goes down to the dark forest grass. Grasping the bell (the bell is large enugh to completely cover the bomb, all the way to the ground. It is a magical bell, retaining reverberations even while in full contact with the ground) and lifting it over the bomb, he exposes the bomb. The vibrations from the bell shake him down to his very core, every bone and sinew resonates with the deep tone. In the area directly in front of the mouth of the bell the grass lays down and the trees shake. The sound becomes deafening and the foliage begins to rip and shred. Placing the bell down Blank shakes the water over the fuse. The fuse sputters and goes out. One down.

Waddles advances upon bell number 2. The revolutionaries step defensively in front of the bell. Being grunts, they have a fairly easy time in defending themselves from a scholar. (OCC: I am using basic stats for successes.) With the surprise advantage, Waddles is able to press his advantage and knocks one of the defenders off his feet over the bell. Five Bombs remain.

5

OCC: For fun and a little testing of the sytem I am using Agi vs. Def to hit with bonus from RP attacks. Willpower can be used to enhance. I’m also gona be a bugger and say that Blank has one dose of water left (unless you have some everfull mug or something.)

OOC: Knew my everlasting water cask would come in handy Just kidding, I haven't got one... yet.

IC:

Blank would have made a victory pose at that second, but given the situation he was in, he immediately runs to the next bell - and the next enemy, as well. He conjures the strange Dark attack he had used just after Pax had disappeared, but there was a slight change in appearance and effect of the ability. A wisp of blue smoke is seen inside the ray of shadows emitted from his hand. Should it hit the Democrat guarding this Bell Bomb, it would cause painless immobility. Not quite Petrification, but enough to remove the Democrat from action.

In the process of the attack, Blank kicks a heap of dirt at the bomb's fuse.

Hidden like som many others by some type of magic or stealth, Hiro was also hidden underneath his Cloak of Infinity... Sensing the iminent doom of anyone caught in the deadly blast of the explosives, Hiro jumps into the fray. "Blank! Good to see you here... And you, too Waddles! Let's kick some Democratic ass!" Hiro runs in a circle, sword drwn, and tries to cut the fuses. His speed is so great, he has no way of knowing if he got them or not...

OOC: Yep, Hiro's still missing the Fire Shard... No time lapses here, I'm afraid!

Waddles quickly runs to the next bomb, attempting to disarm it, this time using his feet to scuff the spark in the sand. He also attacks the men standing guard, using a strong fire magic to blast them and hopefully remove them from combat.

"Glad to see more help here, Hiro. Better get on those bombs, I'm sure we haven't much time left."

He'd waited for two long. But instead of lashing out and striking with his staff when things started to look troublesome, he had begun to study his enemy.(1) Moreso he did when they dropped into their fighting stances.

Coming out of shadowmeld, he slips his chart of the Democrats to Blank. That should help him find a weakness. He only hoped Blank was a quick reader.

Not looking out for danger, he dove low to the ground and picked up a handful of the nasty, gritty forest dirt and caked it over a bomb fuse, in the attempt to suffocate the fire.

OOC:
1. The Quill is Mightier than the Sword—Once per battle, a Scribe can spend a round scribbling on parchment a detailed description of an enemy’s anatomy, and then give the scroll to any party member or keep it themselves (all of this occurs in one round). The receiver of the scroll can then use it on their next round to execute a devastating double-damage critical attack on the described on the enemy. If scroll is unused by the end of battle, it disappears.

Cost: 10 SPL

Hiro continues running in circles, slashing furiously at everything in his way. Noticing Darilan passing a scroll to Blank, Hiro stops suddenly. "Whew... Almost hit your scroll there... What is that anyway?"

OOC: I like giraffes. But I like to spell it Juraf. Cooler.

Blank is relieved to see there are more adventurers than just himself and Waddles watching and fighting the Democrats. Scanning the scroll for meaning, Blank realizes that he holds in his hand the key to defeating one of the Democrats. Nodding hello to Hiro - and glancing around to see where Darilan went - the nomad attacks the enemy who had been described in the note.

OOC : I'm guessing that for this particular kind of skill, Burning Monkey is in full conrol? I can't exactly make up a weakness, so I guess that's all up to him (Who I attack, what the weakness is, etc.)

"Whoah... Dizzy..." Hiro's running isnt without effect. Whether he got the bombs or not, He doesnt know because he's dizzy. Not good...