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Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Arthur

Arthur wiped the blood off his sword. Then he looked around and noticed that all but one of their foes were gone. Good, only one more to slay. He went to raise his sword, then stopped. "...Lapis?" He lowered his blade back down then knelt by her. "Lapis, are you alright?" She didn't seem injuried, but certain injuries were never obvious. Yet she was shaking...He extended out a hand towards her.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

The Leader glanced around the room, clenching his teeth. Then he took up the axe again and swung for Fyr.

Attack Roll, Fail

1d20 = 7, fail

But Fyr still had mind and awareness enough to dodge his axe as it swung right where his ribs had been.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Arthur

Arthur stared for a moment at what Fyr managed to do with the spear. Then steeled himself and thrusted home.

Attack Roll, Critical Success

1d20 = 20, Critical Success

The sword pierced through, striking right through his heart and on through the back. The man's eyes gazed in shock for a moment.

"May the Lord have mercy upon you." Arthur sternly spoke. Then pulled back out the sword, allowing the man to fall to the floor, dead.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

The leader furrowed his brow as he took in his henchmen's leg. Then he stepped forward, swinging his axe for Fyr's spear.

Attack Roll, Fail

1d20 = 6, Failure

But not being use to the weapon, he still needed to learn how to adjust to it. His swing missed.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Arthur

Arthur stared at thrown dagger, prayed in relief that Fyr wasn't hurt worse, then turned and stared at the man who thrown it. "I believe that that isn't yours's." Then he drew his sword and headed to fight the leader, only for one of the assasins to block the way. Arthur then lunged for him.

Attack Roll, Failure

1d20-1 = 4, Failure

The assassin easily parried his blade, locking longsword and scimitar together.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

The axe landed harmlessly among the middle of the assassins, imbedded within the sandy floor, leading to snickers among the assassins still alive.

The leader came forward and retrieved the ax, smirking a little at Fyr as he hefted it up. "Quite a nice little toy, thank you. I know just the way to repay you." He took out a knife and threw it at Fyr.

Attack Roll, Glancing Blow

1d20+2=11, Glancing Blow

The knife nicked Fyr's torso and lodged itself in the bar behind him.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Arthur

When the blast struck, he found himself launched into the bar, sparing him for a moment from the view. But he managed to pull himself upright, swaying as he did so. Then he saw Fyr near him, also hurt. "Fyr?" He made his way over. It didn't look serious, thank goodness. "Hold still now." Then he rested his hand on Fyr's shoulder and recited a prayer, allowing what wounds he had undergone to heal away. "That should do you." He started to sway slightly more. Then Dalious's cry caused him to look towards the rest of the room, with all it's death and the obvious foes ahead, as well as more ladies like the first two...He adverted his eyes again, then drew forth his sword. "Seems we have a predicament here."

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Arthur instantly relaxed. Good thing that fight was adverted. He'd of course have joined with Lapis and these, people. Fetzen had been in the right. But he was also suppose to be keeping a low profile...He needed a drink. Two tankards later, he realized he might have had a little too much. His hand was shaking, and now it seemed that everyone in the room was turning around to look at something.

Perception Roll Fail

roll = 1d20 = 5, failure

He turned, then quickly averted his eyes, calling upon prayers to all the saints to help against temptation.

Griff meanwhile kept starring. "What sorta show is this, bartender? I don't recall you ever hiring a skin dancer."

"She ain't hired here." The bartender said.

Others stared in wonder. Some in black went further away from her, slipping quietly to their places while people's eyes were drawn to the woman.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Griff tilted his head, considering Fyr in all his present state, then he chuckled and slapped him on the back. "Go bandage your arm there, Shad. Bartender, let's get some meat for this fighter here! You can buy me that drink," he bowed to Lapis. "And you, my friend," he wrapped his arm around Fyr and led him to the bar. "Can tell me a little more about yourself over a hot meal. Where are you from, for starters? You don't seem to be a desert native. Get back to playing over there, bards." Then he threw some gold coin Dal and the other bard's way as he sat himself down and the food came out.

Arthur allowed himself to relax a bit. That could have gone poorly...Still, he moved himself closer to Fyr just in case. They did all seem in need of real rest soon.

The other tavern patrons started nervously to return to their former gaiety while the one gang member muttered as he left to get his arm taken care of. A group in the back watched the proceedings with interest.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Out from the backrooms, a large, hulking man of about Fyr's size or bigger came sauntering in. The entire tavern hushed. He glanced over the situation, saw his man with the broken arm then Fyr, and came up right in front of Fyr and sized him up, revealing the scar cutting from his forehead to his cheek. "What seems to be the trouble here, boys?"

"He's a madman, Griff." The guy holding his arm came up to him. "I just invited him to a friendly game, and he tore my arm off! Now he's demanding that he won the bet!"

"I'm certain this was all an accident..." Arthur rose from his seat. "As you can see, my friend here is rather on the large size and we've all had a tiring day."

"Is that so...?" He looked back at Fyr. "What do you say? Was this all an, 'accident'?"