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The Master and the Minion - IC Thread

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S.K. Ren:
  "We should try to end this quickly, we have work to do." With that Ma'kirr lunged forward into the enemy. Bringing her spear around, she smashed the side of his knee. With a sickening crack he was thrown to the floor as Ma'kirr continued to wail on him for a few moments.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)Move Action: Move to K10
Standard Action: Dragon Tail on Silent Knight(L11); Attack 1d20+7=27 vs Reflex; Critical Hit!; Damage 1d8+6+1d8=16 ; Target is knocked prone.
Free Action: Flurry of Blows; Deal 6 damage to Silent Knight.

Gargulec:
Making a step towards the knight, Tristan draws power from Saliak's aura and swings, intending to finally end this fight.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)Move: to K10
Minor: Divine Challenge on the knight.
Standard: Holy Strike on the knight. Hit, 10 dmg.

Xander Morhaime:
Once the knight was knocked to the floor by Ma'kirr's blows, finishing him off was an easy task for Tristan, and though the knight gurgled a bit as he was run through, he held up to the "silent" bit quite well.

The catacombs were quiet once more. Among the bodies of the fallen you found some loose coinage, and were also able to retrieve the life force of the fallen knights. You spied flickers of blue coming from the bodies of the monks as well, but that life force was too weak and fleeting to be collected. Perhaps another time...

Spoiler (click to show/hide)I was wondering how much longer it would take... At any rate, since I'm in a generous frame of mind for the moment, you receive a bit of extra XP on top of the stuff from the battle itself - enough to bring you up to level 4. Please top up XP to 3750 and provide updated character sheets.

Maybe now the rest of you will be able to actually hit the knights...

You also find 92 silver pieces among the bodies of the fallen, and retrieve 5 brown life-force, bringing that count up to 8.

Tristan: 44 damage done, 41/43 HP, 10/13 surges, 2 AP
Aden: 28/34 HP, 8/8 surges, 2 AP
Ryltar: 73 damage done, 17 damage received, 29/35 HP, 7/8 surges, 1 AP
Ma'kirr: 161 damage done, 11 damage received, 22/33 HP, 7/7 surges, 2 AP
Saliak: 7 damage done, 28/36 HP, 8/9 surges, 2 AP

Tavana:
The dragonborn rested his mace against his hip and walked to the edge of the waters to sit. Addressing the others, he began to trace bright gold runes in a small circle around his body. "I would like a moment to meditate before we delve any further. I should be finished within a quarter of an hour." Setting his shield upon his lap, he traced another rune on its centre, and bowed his head.

I have let myself become a puppet. I have always had a choice, and chose to retain a portion of my will. May Bahumat give me justice, I can see no other path back to righteousness. I shall hope that the damage I cause will not be beyond my means to undo. But I must accept my current role. Either Bahumat will deliver me, or I shall grow powerful enough to deliver myself.

Over the course of several minutes Saliak's muscles tensed under their scales. Finally, with a flare of the circle of runes, they relaxed and he stood once more to make himself ready. His movements belayed renewed purpose.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)1 surge spent to return to full hit points. 8/10 surges remain.
Character changes applied.

Gargulec:
Tristan stood perfectly still over the bodies of the slain, not moving by a slightest bit and not giving a quietest sound. Even the eerie glow of his eyes seemed to dim, as if his soul wandered away. And that was, to an extent, true.

His spirit stood on a seashore, under a sky that had the colour of steel. He knew that this place was just his imagination, some long gone dream. But he also knew that the person in front of him, standing knee deep in the water was real as he was. It was her power that brought him here. Her power that was one last shard of hope he held. It was her that offered him a bargain during his brief time before resurrection. 

Looking at her, he realized that he was never the knight he was supposed to be, the knight he wanted to be. He never understood what the paladinhood really is. But now, he was offered a chance to change his ways. To embark on a long journey that could ultimately lead to redemption. To freedom. First, however, there was a sacrifice he had to make in order to make the bargain fair.

Slowly, he marched forward into the sea, enjoying the last moments of being Tristan, for every step he took washed away parts of his old persona. Soon, he was going to meld with an entity only partially human. Soon, his soul would no more be only his.

And then, it just happened.

The armor in which he was encased moved, and for a brief moment, teal light emanated from all of it's cracks.

'I stand ready' he spoke, in a voice that sounded different than before.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)No surges used. I'll upload the update soon.

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