Thread: The Sixth Blight: Act One: Five souls, Five beginnings

The Barkeep glared out at the four from behind a high-topped cap, blood-craven eyes staring down each of the five. Who -were- these creatures, and how did they survive his poison? They should all be completely knocked out by now. He shifted uncomfortably from side to side, and then reached slowly under the table, his hand completely covered by two layers of clothing and then by the desk before him. 'Ting. Ting. Ting. Ting'. A bell chimed out from a room somewhere behind even the one he had retrieved the ale from. 'Ting. Ting. Ting. Ting' the ringing grew louder still, and then a wire connecting the two rooms could be seen. 'Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap' Came a resonate noise similar to a sound one should hear numerous times over in their lives, at least in this age. 'Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap'. What -was- that uncomfortable no-..Oh, that's it. Armor. What sounded like armor though? 'Clink, clink. Shhhhhhhhhhhhrrrrr' another set of sounds exploded as dust filled the entire room, and a wall behind and to the right of the group opened up rather quickly. Out, from here, stepped a great number of obvious bandits, each carrying a weapon and each seeming poised to murder, rape, pillage The usual banditry. They stepped forwards, filling part of the room and blocking the front door and the entrance way to the corridor that would infact lead to the front door, and leaving only the stairs to their dead left and the bar for movement. They readied their weapons, tooth-reduced mouthes shimmering with a bloody lust, blades glowing harshly, glistening in the mid-day sun. 'Bang. Bang.' A large one, stepping inside, and from the inside looking out one could stop that all those nice elven villagers were actually blood-thirsty bandits and cutthroat cut-purses. Nice welcome, huh? As they stepped through a large male crossed his arms and glared towards them, a grin enforcing his rough and otherwise not-too off looks, until he spoke the words Slaughter them all..except the elves, they'll be me pets... ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Alianae's ears twitched at the resounding noised of crushing earth and moving brick as they filled the ear surrounding her. She slowly turned, attempting to divulge where exactly the noises were coming from Nothing. Not a man, not a dwarf, nor an elf. A worried look came upon her features as she grasped for her wand and slowly stood up, staring towards the door. What is this human? What have you tried to complete? Is this a ploy!? she growled at him, pointing her stave towards him, to which he simply replied Watch your tongue, you filthy knife-ear!. She growled back, only for her response to be interrupted by a slamming sound of the wall beside the entrance door whipping open and numerous bandits to dash in, surrounding the entrance and only exit, for now, for the group. I knew it.. she hissed darkly, turning to stare at the group and, almost in a commanding voice she cried Humans, Dwarf, we flee! We best not test these, despite their status, they are too many for us. and in good reason, there a good thirty to forty in all, surrounding the entire building by now. Slowly she raised her staff into the air and charged energy within it, drawing completely from the nature surrounding this now-former elven village, encharging her with the goodness and power of this destroyed planet. Fist of Nature!! she cried as she returned the stave to it's rightful place upon the soil, and as she did nature itself errupted from the floor before the tallest of the group, a huge male of perhaps seven feet, blocking the entrance to the room. The only other option was the stares. She turned and darted for them. Quickly, now then! Unless you all want an early grave!' ------ Vote time! Two options 1.Fight fifty total bandits, risk the elves being captured and you three getting owned. 2. Find an escape route through the second floorroof. Pm me your vote and we'll continue with your posts. Thankies