Bounty Hunter Hunted Part Two~ (Selegon)

[Dark Bomee]

The Month of Kalendryas in the Season of Autumn, of Era II of the Celestine Mandate (Current Pattern) Era XI Post Fractum in the Age of the Darkening, the Mageocracy of Julos the Mad.
Paradigm Shift: The Feeble Pox is cured.

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The time was now ripe for running, but how was Selegon going to manage without falling off the tree? Certain doom came when one decided to seek out danger and laugh in its face. Often times, the saying went so very correctly, No tears before the coffin comes...

The sick bounty hunter was furious and enraged, but his anger dissipated and in his place was a lust for blood. Smeared in red were his lips from Malinka's sweet blood. Her body was still soft in his arms, her clothing now soaked crimson. No respect for the dead had this hunter. He killed without remorse as most mercenaries do.

"The hunter is now the hunted!" He yelled at Selegon, perched upon a tree like a sitting duck. The nameless killer's eyes were closed as he delved his soul and eyes into clara... He only needed to figure out which spell to use to deliver death to the elf... Acid Rain?

Something fast.

Selegon had two choices now... To leave with swiftness and care and avoid falling to his death from the tree. Or to try to shoot from his branch again...

[Selegon Merith]

Selegon dazing into the eyes of danger and death. "So you presume to kill me?" Selegon once again made a attempt to save his life. He leeped into the air jumped to the ground and landed behind his enemy and put his arrow to the back of his head. Selegon crepts to his ear and whispers, "...Boo..." He deposited his weaponry as though he intened not to use it. Normally Selegon would kill someone with this much lack of skill in hunting.

"Why are you late to kill me?" Selegon was not much of a talker, but his mouth can save him in some areas. Selegon now stodd face to face with the enemy. Selegon could see the anger and unthoughtfull lifstlye of this person. Selegon could not help but to chuckle.

[Dark Bomee]

ooc: i really don't want to kill another pc before i retire.

Please note, the guy already blinded selegon with a necromancer's spell earlier. Two, the guy is ready to cast another spell. Three, even an elf wouldn't have that much agility to jump from a tree's branch to land over the enemy who is a good few feet away's head. For one, the branch would break

again, for someone who has almost 300 posts, who has played since last year, this kind of bunnying is not acceptable. As a PC, you are a story player. You give your PC an action. You wait for the action.

As with Malinka, you have one chance to edit your post. Please think of how unrealistic your post is. In a mere blink of a second, Selegon actually manages to jump/fly off a tree branch, land over the bounty hunter's head, and aims his arrow... As is IC knowledge, the NPC Selegon is dealing with is a necromancer with great killing experience.

[Dark Bomee]

By blinded, I mean he used a spell. Though the spell has dissipated, Selegon, realistically should know the guys a mage and the guy could hurt Selegon badly. Hint hint hint?

A valid way of roleplaying in this situation is:

Selegon was now stuck between a rock and a hard place, literally. He could try and jump off the tree and see if he could land without break any bones. It wasn't that high up, height of the tree's branch. but high enough to cause damage, as the bounty hunter was in such a close proximity and his spell was quite ready... Or Selegon could try and maintain his balance and shoot at the bounty hunter, in hopes of the arrow reaching the guy's head before the guy casted his spell...

That is just an example of how it can be played out.

[Selegon Merith]

OCC: Did I ever stress how big the branch was? No so in any sense I was just doing my roleplaying, and if you would have let me finish it, you would see that you wouldn't be killing me after all. Its too late for that now.

[Dark Bomee]

ooc: This assumably is the Forest of Light since it is in Ethgantor. The trees are very tall. Even if the branches are thick enough for a person to stand on, they are, like trees in RL, vertical reaching branches and limbs, never strictly horizontal. How a person can jump from a branch, even if he were an elf, and adequately land past the NPCs head is very bad roleplaying. Selegon can try to jump but whether or not he succeeds or where he lands, depends of what the story teller deems. Why is it that he can do all of this and the NPC doesn't get a chance to do anything meanwhile? He's casting a spell. Okay. But casting the spell for someone of his level does not take more than the time for Selegon to jump over him, and creep up to him to say boo.

Given the chance to run, given the chance to edit and you didn't take it. Why Selegon would still underestimate the NPC or try to talk his way out, I don't know, but to each his own way of roleplaying. I wish you luck with subsequent GMs.

Finally, you as a story player have no right in controlling the environment around Selegon. Until the handbooks and guides say you do, I am just going by the rules as a rule enforcer of this forum.

ic:

In the face of death, the elf merely played a teasing mouse, trying to gain the attention of a killer cat. Malinka's body now swung around with the bounty hounter as the two faced Selegon, who had managed to literally fly from a tree branch, over their heads, and land safely to creep behind the bounty hunter and say a rather stupid Boo. Why one would run straight into the face of death, no one knew.

The bounty hunter licked his lips and then threw Malinka's body toward Selegon with the body's mass and momentum falling against Selegon to bring both bodies to the ground. Reaching clara once again, the bounty hunter casted Acid Rain, a spell that burnt through Selegon's clothes and skin, causing him immense pain. With the rain's impact and gravity's aid, Malinka's limp body rolled off Selegon. In the next moment, the bounty hunter had retrieved his sword and with ease, he swung it. The sword's blade cut crisply through the man's skin, fascia, ligaments, and bones and blood spilled forth from the wounds. The man swung again and he laughed and again the blade made crisp contact.

Once more, he was to make the man limbless before torturing him. He swung again but before the sword made contact, it dropped to the floor.

An arrow went straight through the bounty hunter's head, as an invisible archer had came in the nick of time to save Selegon. For what reason? Perhaps the character was but the bounty hunter's enemy...

But being better off death, Selegon now had lost his right arm and leg and blood spilled forth with such a gush of red from the wounds. The bounty hunter fell on top of Selegon, dead. What a waste of a character that was...

Mocking were his severed limbs. Once attached and fully functionally, they were now gone. Acid rain ceased to burn him, as it was added insult to injury and now, no one but White Fear was around to save Selegon.

There was the invisible archer who had saved his life... but where was or she? Who was she?