The Vanguard! Issue #4 - Knifes Edge...

font=Arial Black]Frostbite[/font]

Having taken the prisoners to another cell and locked them in, Frostbite noted Archon's anger. Going to him he placed a hand on his arm and said,

"Your anger could cost you the justice you deserve. Do not let you thirst for revenge cloud you good judgement or it might serve Mordred rather than your own!"

Frostbite finished by looking directly into Archon's face. There was no way he wanted him descending into some battle madness at the very moment finesse was called for. Their would no doubt be plenty of opportunity for brute force all in good time.

With that he turned and followed the others out of into the corridor, floating again and returning to his intangible state to be ready for any attack.

Sj

The Vanguard - Frostbite and Putty

The Heroes move on from the dungeon area, both Vanguardians knowing Archon could be as much a liability as a boon.

Moving up another flight of stairs to a door, and from there into a corridor, it's childs play for the Vanguardians to dispose of two more pig faced guards. They were simply operating so many levels above their opponents it simply proved no challenge. As the Orcs slumped to the corridor wall, Elesieth grinned "We'd have had to battle every inch of the way in this castle without you two. As it is, we've avoided two patrols and so far, not managed to raise the alarm. Wait..." She concentrates, hands outspread, eyes glowing. "This way." she says quietly. "I am looking for the strongest source of magic in the castle. By far, though it's depleted, the chalics is the strongest source. There are one or two other, worrying, sources mind." she says, frowning.

The group moved down another corridor, ignoring for the most part stout oak doors set into the walls on either side. Living quarters, storage areas, working environments, though most sounded empty and long dormant. It seemed Lord Mordreds' attentions lay further afield, and that he would soon move his base of operations to be near the front line of his conquest plans, having long considered this area a conquered land.

"Wait!" came a voice from behind. The group whirled about, and heard the clanking of armour as the cleric, Kerla, catches up. "My other is still healing the prisoners. I wish to help."

Another noise came from the direction the group were heading in.

"There they are!" screamed a creature, like a woman, but standing around 7' tall, blue skinned, sharp teeth and and with a crude club like hammer as big as a mans head!



Behind her, more of the same, half a dozen in total, ran towards the group, making the floor shake with their pounding!

Elesieth cried out "Looks like they know we're here and saved up something tough to slow us down! Will Sappers!"

Archon snarled "Then they'll find they have more than met their match with us!" and he raised two swords into the air, both bursting into flames!

The corridor is wide enough for two of the creatures to come at the group, and wide enough for you to stand three abreast!

OOC normal encounters, with orcs and such, pose no threat to you guys in any way shape or form. You are just too powerful, hence the skipping past these and other guards in case you're wondering. The Will Sappers are 10m away. 1d10=5 Heroes, 1d10=2 Bad guys after a tied reroll. 2 frames to y'all...

Frostbite

Frostbite dropped his Intangibility to better muster his energies as he launched his attack at the oncoming creatures.

OOC: Cold Energy attack at the lead group of monsters:

Using 7dice 4HTC/3HTK split To Hit 1d20+3+6=22
Damage = I can't be believe these rolls but here they are as living proof, 4d6=[1, 1, 1, 2] 5HTC, 3d6=[2, 1, 1] 4 HTK What is wrong with Invisible Castle! What are the odds!

Sj

PUTTY

Putty, again trying to surprise the foe, reaches past the first two monsters and attacks the two behind them.

actions: stretch and punch twice.

"They are blue like they are cold," Putty observes with a grin. "Relatives of yours Frostbite? Or ex-wives?"

The Vanguard - Putty and Frostbite



Even when faced with deadly foes Putty is able to crack jokes and make light of the situation - an admirable trait, but one which requires the joker to follow up with decisive action!

OOC 1d20+4+8=31 Hit, 2d6+18=21 Htc, 1d20+4+8=19 hit, 2d6+18=24 Htc After dividers Putty inflicts 10 Htc and 12 Htc on Will Sappers 2 & 3.

BANG! a long thin arm fires past the lead Will Sapper, slamming into one of her sisters! WHACK! His other arm connects with the chin of another! It's like punching a tree - the Will Sapper yields some but otherwise feels solid!

Archon glances at Putty "Impressive!" he says before taking to the air and flying towards the Will Sappers (OOC that's his two frames). Elesieth chants "Arktum Vorr Chan Rass Vor Kevda!" and the air positively crackles with electricity before it forms around her hands in a ball and is released as a bolt of lightning directed towards a Will Sapper! (OOC 5d6 HTK energy attack scoring 5d6=23 Htk, dividers reduced. Will Sapper 4 takes 23 Htk). The lightning knocks a WIll Sapper clean from her feet, but despite the charred mark on her chest, the blue skinned woman shakes her head, rises to her feet and follows the others!

The Cleric calls out "If anyone is injured, advise me so I can aid you!"



Putty sights one of the Will Sappers, decides on a target, and fires... a feeble looking wisp of ice that barely reaches the vile creature coming at him! <<It's possible the recent exertions you have pressed upon your body have reduced your ability to emit cold.>> offered the computer, as it tried to excuse the pathetic showing made by the Vanguards leader!

OOC Will Sapper 1 takes 5 Htc, 4 Htk. Yeah, must admit that is one crummy roll

The Will Sappers came on!

Two ran underneath the floating Archon at the lead members of the party, Frostbite and Putty. Another stopped below Archon and launched herself at him! Moving with incredible speed the giant women were able to close the gap and attack with swings of their clubs! Battle was joined! The others behind the leaders had to jostle and wait their turn - the corridor wasn't wide enough to accommodate them - but Archon suddenly found himself surrounded by two!

OOC 1d20+1+6=11 Miss, 2d6+10=19, 1d20+1+6=14 Miss, 2d6+10=19, 1d20+1+6=9 Miss, 2d6+10=20. Screwed up the last - Archon is DC8, but it doesn't matter anyway. Those lousy rolls you were on about? Yeah, Invisible Castle sucks.

Archon, with a shout, attacked the nearest Will Sapper, mindless of the danger that he could be overwhelmed! OOC 1d20+1+8=18 Hit, 2d6+5=16 Htk. The fiery swords reduce dividers and strike as one in a single frame. Impressive, but certainly not up to the levels of damage a superhuman doles out... Will Sapper 6 takes 16 Htk

The other Will Sappers snarl and hiss at the enemy - and once close up the stench of death was strong about them!



OOC You have your remaining 2 frames, your companions have a frame each, then next round...

The Vanguard - Stormwarden and Lionheart

The superhuman trio worked tirelessly on into the night. Though Adjutant possessed the power of an army of superhumans, there was only so fast he could work with the ancient stones, damaged as they were. Whilst he would assemble one, and painstakingly fuse the silicates in the rock back together, then turn to the next, Stormwarden and Lionheart would manhandle the rock into place. When one broke, Adjutant, for a brief instant, showed annoyance, then calm came over him again, and he stared at the rock, fusing it.

Stormwarden saw in the Nazi some of what had been in the man he'd squared off against in his own time. It seemed that his nobility transcended dimensions, but took someone like Stormwarden to make him see it. The Master of the storms glanced across the dark thunderous skies, rain still driving down. They were coming. The inclement weather had held them off thus far, but the Nazis would not be swayed. Indeed, small pockets of the weather were being nullified by some of the Nazis own weather manipulating metahumans. Though unable to compete on a scale and power level which Stormwarden enjoyed, they were able to exert their own control in small areas as Stormwardens power had been spread so thin and wide.

Lionheart toiled away, glancing out into the darkness. Somewhere Saladin was out there. The rogue agent was his prime concern, but he couldn't abandon Stormwarden, especially as the quest these Vanguardians had undertaken would affect all of reality! It made the task Lionheart had been set seem awfully trivial. He knuckled down to the task at hand.

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As dawn began to break on the site of Stonehenge, Lionheart and Stormwarden were exhausted. Their efforts had drained them, when normal men would have collapsed days ago. Even so, they looked as the sun broke through the clouds upon a reassembled Stonehenge site, the stones reconstructed and set into place. By now Stormwardens' weather effects were abating, and even the master of Storms knew that he couldn't coax much more of rain and wind from the skies.

Adjutant stood, unsullied by the dirty work, and satisfied that the monument had been reassembled correctly. "Majestic should never have destroyed the place. What are we without the past? Destroying legacies of times past is a crime. I should have seen that before. And now I go. I have... failed the country of my birth, but done the right thing, I think. First..." he gestured... over each individual stone, a force field, close to the stones' surface, appeared. "It will offer some protection for a time, but a concentrated attack will destroy the field and the stones."

For their part Stormwarden and Lionheart could tell they'd done something important in setting Stonehenge right. The place reeked of mysticism and raw magic. Something important would happen here, if they could free the White Warlock, and if the others had been successful in retrieving the Holy Grail or the Sword of Power, Excalibur, so the Warlock could have fuel for the spell he needed to cast to send the Vanguard back in time.

Time!

Stormwarden glanced at the rising sun, then at Lionheart. The White Warlock! He was scheduled for execution this very day, in London, miles away! And in between here and there, the might of the Nazi metahuman army!

PUTTY

OOC You have your remaining 2 frames, your companions have a frame each, then next round...


Putty, believing Archon is most in danger of being overwhelmed, using his final two swings against one of the creatures that is attacking the ARchon.

The Vanguard - Stormwarden and Lionheart

As the last of the Stones were moved into place, Stormwarden stood back and thought on Adjutants words carefully. What he had said was the way that Stormwarden felt everytime the voices tried to egg him on a bit more. He understood the temptations and fighting them down was the only way he could remain HIM. He looked carefully at Adjutant. When all else was gone, sometimes you had to hold to an ideal that didn't exist.

"Thank you." he said calmly. "I hope that we can set things aright and, if we do, that you will be restored to your own place in the world too."

He turned to Lionheart. "If this is done, then I suggest that we haul on out of here."

Frostbite

OOC You have your remaining 2 frames, your companions have a frame each, then next round...

Frostbite shook his hand in disgust at the lack at the crummy attack he'd doled out and redoubled his efforts.

OOC: ok I'll use the remaining 8 energy split 5HTC/3HTK

To hit: 1d20+3+6=12 Rubbish Well that's burned off an attack and all my energy.

IC: Despite his poor accuracy Frostbite sought to rally his allys on, also seeking to cover his mistake so the others didn't loose heart. "Fight friends, fight. For though these measly enemies are beneath us and are not worthy of our best. Still if we must prove our mettle upon them, that more worthy foes might yet appear before us then let it be so."

Sj

The Vanguard - Putty and Frostbite

Putty slung two hammerlike blows at the Will Sappers attacking Archon. The fire wreathed winged man wasn't thinking clearly, understandable with all that had gone on however.

OOC 1d20+2+2+8=24 hit, 2d6+18=26 htc, 1d20+2+2+8=28 hit, 2d6+18=26 htc. Both solid hits on Will Sappers 5 and 6, reduced by dividers to 13 htc apiece.

Bang! Crack! That definitely got their attention! The Will Sappers turned to Putty, and the pliable man knew he'd have his extendable hands full!

Frostbite tried to rally the troops, despite setting a poor example with regards his accuracy. The corridor would have reeled from the cold if it could, but as it was, where he coated thick ice on the walls and ceiling, there were no other effects. The Will Sappers were untroubled!

Archon launched into another attack on a Will Sapper with a fiery sword...

OOC 1d20+1+8=17 Miss, 2d6+5=10

The Will Sapper ducks at the last moment, snarls at Archon, looks over at Putty, and decides that the winged man is still worthy of attention.

Elesieth pulls her sword out and moves towards the Will Sappers/Front line alongside Putty and Frostbite. She looks over her shoulder and shouts "Kerla! get up here and help us!"

OOC initiative 1d10=9 Heroes, 1d10=4 Bad Guys 3 frames then the Will Sappers, then your last one.



OOC hmmm. Is the text big enough? *facepalm*



OOC Will update the energy total for Frosty - he's on 0/15 and this will be round 2 of 5 coming up. The Will Sappers are within touching range now. And you guys are about to find out why they are called that...



OOC as of end of round 1. Putty is unchanged.

PUTTY

Elesieth pulls her sword out and moves towards the Will Sappers/Front line alongside Putty and Frostbite. She looks over her shoulder and shouts "Kerla! get up here and help us!"

OOC initiative 1d10=9 Heroes, 1d10=4 Bad Guys 3 frames then the Will Sappers, then your last one.

"Pretty tough," Putty grunts as he unleashes a wicked series of blows against one of the creatures facing the Archon.

actions: three stretch blows against only one of Archon's foes this time. Putty is planning to reserve his last frame for dodging, if needed.

Lionheart

He turned to Lionheart. "If this is done, then I suggest that we haul on out of here."

Lionheart nodded, still unsure about Adjutant! He took a long look at the man, Saladin had otherwise thought of as an ally. He wondered if his enemy would use this opportunity to strike back at him, then nodding to Stormwarden he said. "Yeah I could do with a bath, and failing that not having my head pummelled 'six ways to Sunday'."

Lionheart nodded his thanks to Adjutant before following Stormwarden.

Sj

Frostbite

Frostbite mentally would have given himself the equivalent of a good shake, if it weren't for the fact they were in combat for their lives again. Instead he focused his rage at the nearest will sapper, except his rage was like revenge, a dish best served cold.

OOC:

Ok quick attack twice at the two lead Will sappers (so using 4 points of my allotment), 2d6 each on HTC, = 2d6=8 HTC, 2d6=9 HTC.

I will save the other frame for after their attack.

Sj

The Vanguard - Stormwarden and Lionheart

Even with a tailwind of around 50mph (the best Stormwarden could manage in his tired state) it was clear the flight to London would be a long - and cold one. That said, the pair knew they'd have to get back there as soon as possible, and to the detention camp. Whether the others had found the artefacts they searched for was unknown. If not, there was a very good chance the rebuilding of Stonehenge would be a wasted effort, and that the Vanguard would be trapped in this time!

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Lionheart saw it first.

Coming out of the clouds! A nazi jet!



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Onboard the jet

(OOC Translated from German)

"There! THERE! You see?" said the nazi metahuman, excited. His bald head throbbed with green veins across it, and his skin had a sickly colour to it. The woman in charge of the vessel, tall, strong, blonde, the ideal of Nazi supremacy, kept her disgust from her face. "So you did. Our orders were to proceed to Stonehenge with all due haste. Team 17 stated they had been routed by unknown metahumans and that they were extremely dangerous. How did you find these two?" she asked, activating controls that zoomed in on the flying metahumans on the screen. One, the larger of the two, carried the other on his back.

"I don't detect minds, like some of the others. I detect power!" he rasped. The others in the cabin, a standard team of five metahumans, looked up at the emphasis of the word. "And I do more than that... oh much more... hee hee!"

The woman - codenamed Mistress Might - stood, this time failing to pull a face. "Keep your appetites in check, Power Parasite! At least until told otherwise. I have... felt your urges tugging at the edge of my power all through the flight. If you so much as..."

The smaller man cringed at the woman. Her temper was ferocious, a side effect of the process that had altered her metagene. It affected each person differently. The program had been rocked by disaster a day or so ago when, during the wild storm, a truck transporting a number of failed experiments had turned over, freeing the mutates and they were still at large. Three had been picked up, and destroyed. The other 12... And yet they'd been called away from the search - normally that would have been the very highest priority, to head to the site of the old Stonehenge ruin. Why?

Power parasite now knew. Oh, how he knew! "Come, my beauty..." he said, looking at the screen. The smaller man registered as powerful, easily as much as the other metahumans in this ship, but the big one? Never before had he seen such blinding light! No... perhaps with Adjutant. Maybe. Even then... Power Parasite knew that as long as he lived, he would never see such raw energy contained within one being as that he saw now. He glanced at the others - Lockup, Shadow Vulture and Vine. Each was entrusted to performing a task on the ship, whilst Power Parasite was not assigned one. They thought him beneath them, a leech with no true power or worth! He verged on being mutate status, and thus fit for the ovens for incineration... oh how he would show them!

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Stormwarden glanced up. The Nazi jet had definitely changed course and was now heading their way. The way he felt, after affecting the whole of Britain for a few days... He shook off the fatigue. He still had a few more fights left in him! Besides that... the Jet might be a much more efficient way of getting to London! He wondered if Lionheart might be able to fly the thing.

Lionheart saw the oncoming jet. Small, light, fast, armed with machine guns enough to cut through armour, it wasn't something to take lightly! He glanced below. They were flying over a patchwork of fields and farms, somewhere near Basingstoke, about half way. Less than an hour to London (OOC actually, that begs the question - how fast in mph do the various grades of movement cover? I think grade 1 used to be around 50mph off the top of my head, but don't recall. Obviously, 'as the crow flies' makes it faster in proportion to land based travel, but I just wondered. ) and they'd been spotted! What were the chances? Too small for radar, that must mean... "More metahumans?" Lionheart said out loud.

They were definitely closing, and fast!

OOC you're about a mile up, below it's mostly farmlands, but at a push you could reach a forest. Lionheart can fly the craft without problem if the Vanguard decide to borrow it

The Vanguard - Putty and Frostbite

Putty slung two huge fists at one of Archons' foes.

OOC 1d20+2+2+8=14 Miss, 2d6+18=26, 1d20+2+2+8=30 Hit, 2d6+18=27 Htc, 1d20+2+2+8=18 Hit, 2d6+18=21 Htc. All at the same foe, damage reduced by dividers to 23 Htc. Still hefty shots! Target Will Sapper 5. That's a total of 36Htc. Still up, but looking worse for wear. Another round of blows like that would have the thing reeling!

BANG! WHUD! The Will Sapper spun, then bucked as another fist slammed into the thing. Taking a moment to shake her head clear of the dizzying effects, she hissed something unintelligible to her 'sisters' and they hissed in reply!

Elesieth attacked with her sword, stabbing at a Will Sapper though her sword seemed awfully small and ineffectual against the fearsome creature!

OOC Uses her sword 2 handed, she attacks... 1d20+1+8=14 Miss, 2d6+3=11, 1d6=2 and misses. Her last frame is saved, to react against any incoming attacks...

Archon scythes at his foe, hoping to end the vile things existence!

OOC 1d20+1+8=28 Hit, 2d6+5=13 Htk, 1d20+1+8=17 Miss, 2d6+5=15, 1d20+1+8=27 Hit, 2d6+5=12 Htk. The deadly energy blades score another 25 Htk on Will Sapper 5. About the same amount off dying as it is from being K'od.

The fiery blades whirl and slash. Seemingly paying no attention to his own defence Archon cuts and hacks at his enemy, scoring it with great dark rents in the blue skin!

Kerla moves up to join the others (OOC 2 frames) and holds her last frame, ready to help where needed. She cannot stand in the front line alongside Frostbite, Elesieth and Putty.

Frostbite relies on his tried and trusted method of freezing the moisture in the air around a target to near zero temperatures. It certainly elicits a cry from the pair targeted!

OOC Will Sapper 1 takes 8 Htc, Will Sapper 2 takes 9 Htc. Frostbite has used 4 out of 15 energy, 11 remaining.

The huge women like creatures attack! In truth, they use flesh bodies but house evil life draining spirits... half undead if you will. Where the flesh is 'weak', the creatures make up for it with terrific strength in their blows and a special attack...

OOC Attack on Archon 1d20+1+8=15 Miss, 2d6+10=18, 1d20+1+8=10 Miss, critical, 2d6+10=19 by Will Sapper 5. The critical hit strikes her sister nearest - Will Sapper 6 and applies damage to her (Htk).

The Will Sapper struck by the clumsy blow from her sister screams in pain and reels about, hissing.

Putty is attacked by a Will Sapper...

OOC 1d20+1+6=11 Miss, 2d6+10=12, 1d20+1+6=17 Miss, 2d6+10=13. Ok, seriously, these dice are inept.

He's agile enough to simply move around the blows, though one came very close to catching him!

Frostbite finds one swinging at him...

OOC 1d20+1+6=9 Miss, 2d6+10=16, 1d20+1+6=22 Hit, 2d6+10=19 Htk, to be reduced by dividers. Before they are reduced, there is a special attack to check for. [url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2696637/]1d100=33, which doesn't come into effect. He'll take 4 Htk after dividers, unless you wish to respond?[/url]

The battle is steadily heading in the Vanguards' favour. Some of the Will Sappers living hosts are looking extremely worse for wear, the others can't get into the fight due to their sheer size, and the blows landed don't exactly strike fear into the Vanguards' hearts!

OOC Last frame for you guys then new round. This will be round 3 of 5 coming up for Frosty. Will update the status sheets after your last frame. The dice have been naff so far, but we'll see what the next round brings

Lionheart

"What do you think big guy?" Lionheart shouted to Stormwarden over the winds, "Though I can't fly if you get me on that thing I might be able to get inside?"

Lionheart was hardly in his element, flying about on the ground yes. But up here? He'd wait for Stormwarden's lead on this.

OOC: Ok Kendal what do you thinks best, I'll take it from there.

Sj

Frostbite

OOC: Wow and I thought the dice had been bad for me, man if it weren't random you'd really wonder.

IC: "Press home the attack, Will Sappers, more like rattling sabers!" Frostbite said again relying on the power of a well placed taunt to add to his own more obvious attacks. And with a quick gesture he thrust his hand at the nearest opponent, ignoring the biting pain of the creature's raking claws, to strike back with his own quick burst attack.

OOC: another quick blast against the nearest one. 2 points for 2d6 damage =2d6=8 HTC.

I'll suck up the HTK damage and go with it.

Sj

Steeple_jackuk wrote:Lionheart

"What do you think big guy?" Lionheart shouted to Stormwarden over the winds, "Though I can't fly if you get me on that thing I might be able to get inside?"

Lionheart was hardly in his element, flying about on the ground yes. But up here? He'd wait for Stormwarden's lead on this.

OOC: Ok Kendal what do you thinks best, I'll take it from there.

Sj

Stormwarden looked up, frowning. Yet another distraction, another delay for them. "All right. I'll lift you onwards and upwards. I hope you can fly that thing because if you can't and the supers in there react too quickly to the Lunarium then you might find it doing a nose dive."

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ooc. I assume that I grab Lionheart and fly up to meet the ship...

Lionheart

"All right. I'll lift you onwards and upwards. I hope you can fly that thing because if you can't and the supers in there react too quickly to the Lunarium then you might find it doing a nose dive."

Lionheart got himself ready, shouting "Tally Ho!" Despite the seriousness of what they faced, he couldn't help but raise a little levity.

Sj

PUTTY

IC: "Press home the attack, Will Sappers, more like rattling sabers!" Frostbite said again relying on the power of a well placed taunt to add to his own more obvious attacks. And with a quick gesture he thrust his hand at the nearest opponent, ignoring the biting pain of the creature's raking claws, to strike back with his own quick burst attack.

Putty, not needing to dodge, lets loose his final swing on the Will Sapper he has been pounding on.

"Archon! Get control of yourself! You are endangering your friends the way you are fighting," he calls out.

Stormwarden

Lionheart got himself ready, shouting "Tally Ho!" Despite the seriousness of what they faced, he couldn't help but raise a little levity.

Despite everything, Stormwarden couldn't help chuckling. As he postioned himself for Lionheart to grab hold, he replied "Surely 'Up, up and Away!' my friend." With that he soared upwards, bearing the light weight of Lionheart with him, heading straight towards and above the Nazi Jet.

The Vanguard - Lionheart and Stormwarden

OOC just a heads up - running REALLY short on time today, up at 1am for work, which sucks. Just my excuse for any typos...

The Nazi jet angled towards the superhuman pair. "What are they doing?" asked the beautiful Vine. Light green tinge to her skin and leaves for hair had almost seen her outcast as a mutant, but her saving grace had been her ability to instantly grow plants. Even then, she'd had to work harder than the others and always had to prove herself. Despite that, she was a strong willed young woman and made her opinions known - sometimes when they weren't needed!

"Concentrate on your own task!" chided Mistress Might. The tall muscled woman turned to Lockup. "Ready dum-dum rounds. If we take them in alive we will be well praised." The squat, wide man growled "If they get closer I can chain them up."

Mistress Might shook her head. Imbeciles! She watched on the screen. Closer... closer...

Suddenly the big man peeled off, firing the smaller one off like a dart into the air. "Track him!" shouted Mistress Might. "No! The other..."

THUD!

OOC hope I interpreted that right? Lionheart lands, courtesy of Agility and all that other stuff he does on the roof of the jet. For it to track/target Stormwarden it would have to slow to reasonable speed. that said, the impact would have killed a normal man. Lionheart takes 2d6 htk and htc. 2d6=9 Htk, 2d6=4 Htc from Lionhearts totals - will knock out status sheets tomorrow

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Stormwarden swooped about. The jet was fast, and manoeuvrable, which meant he'd lose any race with it, but it still didn't have the instant turning of a flyer!

Then he saw the guns. Lionheart was on the roof, but the jet was coming about, ready to lace him with gunfire!

OOC initiative... 1d10=4 Good Guys, 1d10=5 Bad guys. The bad guys (in the jet) hold frame. Lionheart is using the arrowheads/sling bullets yeah? He's gonna need to get close up to see if they'll affect the Nazis. There's a random chance (albeit a fairly high one) that the Nazis are affected. Right. I need to go to bed. Hopefully get chance to update the others when I wake up in 5 1/2 hours

Lionheart

Lionheart looked across the roof of the flying craft, thinking to try and see if there was a hatch up here he could rip off to get inside, failing that he'd settle for the door. Moving carefully over the toward the hatch, he set to work using his telekinesis to open it from the inside.

OOC: I will use whatever points you deem necessary to do so. But I'm looking to shove the leaver, or move a button if need be. I guess that won't be too taxing. Hope note anyway ;-)

Sleep well ;-)

Sj