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Post by SwordMasterEX on Aug 25, 2014 23:33:57 GMT -6
Mid sized Dunmer, little armor, Reaver... Oh crap, it's a mage! Changing vote! Evasive, Sparks in both hands. I'll back it. |
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Aug 26, 2014 9:33:23 GMT -6
12 hours left for voting. Will update eventually.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2014 20:51:56 GMT -6
Agree Sparks in both hands.
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 6, 2014 20:19:17 GMT -6
You jump around trying to avoid the twin columns of flame sprayed at you by the mage, and you manage to avoid being hit for a second before he manages to blast you. However, your Shock spell managed to deplete his Magicka before he could burn you anymore, but this doesn't stop him from charging you. You spray lightning at him as he manages to hit you twice, hurting you pretty badly, before he drops dead. It doesn't look like anyone's coming after him. You are severely damaged but have plenty of Magicka to spare.
What do you do?
A: Stay in your cover and heal up
B: Run to a new spot while healing
C: Heal before charging into battle
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Okay, sorry for taking so long. Good news! This battle will probably end soon, and then you guys can select your class and we can speed up!
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Post by yellowclover on Sept 6, 2014 20:46:40 GMT -6
A
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 20:58:03 GMT -6
C
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Post by Neo on Sept 7, 2014 4:32:09 GMT -6
A
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2014 13:02:16 GMT -6
A
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Post by Golurkcanfly on Sept 7, 2014 17:56:39 GMT -6
You clutch the pile of rubble as you emit a glowing orb from each hand, regenerating your wounds. Okay, you think to yourself, you're going to get through this. You take a quick peek over the mound only to see a very large Reaver smash an Auxiliary's head into the collapsed wall with a hammer, some of the gore splattering in your eyes before the Dunmer Quaestor from before stabs the offending Reaver from behind.
"You know what they say about men like you?" The old Imperial Praefect on the raised platform spoke to the Reaver Lord before stabbing him through a hole in his armor on the shoulder and kicking him onto the lower ground. "They fall, hard. Execute him."
As the rest of the Imperial soldiers finished off the last of the Reavers, they all aimed their bows at the downed bandit before letting loose, turning him into a no-longer-living pincushion.
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