[narf poit chez BOOM]

ooc:[library night. and there was much reading. i really must come up with better spells. oh well, time for the wack-until-it's-over part of the fight.]

the minataur roared and swung his axe. as the axe swung down, the mage yelled some words that no-one, minataur, fighter-scholar or mages recognized. as the Last word left his mouth, the axe hit his shoulder. before it was halfway through, various items teleported onto his body as dirt, rocks and roots bLasted out of the ground, knocking the minataur's axe, the minataur and to a lesser degree because they where in another room, the figher and the wizards away. within seconds, debris covered the mage from head to foot, and grew into a large and awkword covering of armor. within those seconds, the debris glowed, melted together, and shrunk. the glow faded and narp swung his sword as hard as possible.
the cut it made was only a deep scratch. before the sound of the impact had died away, he had swung ten more times, althogh not as hard as the first. the shape swung hard at him, and he dodged. the true attack was a kick, which clipped him, sending him staggering. the minataur, recovering, charged and swung, leaving a crease in the armor. abviously, the axe was enchanted. the mage shot a fist towards the minataurs chest, but a blue glow spread accross the minataur as it uttered an ancient word, then the glow faded. the blow only jolted the minataur back. moving in more warily, narp rained blows upon the armored mage, focusing on the already weakend arm, dodging and spinning away from the blows and sometimes being clipped, while the minataur exchanged blows with a more equal level of toughness and D. cast repeated dispels and the two large golems bashed at each other. at that moment, the frozen golem speeded up again and moved to assist it's partner. while this was going on, jack...

ooc:[ok, i got this idea from sience fiction. powered armor basically, with a tactical display, otherwise narp wouldn't have trouble with a wizard in single combat, translated to fantasy. it's also resistent to magic. he also has the use of his emergency Cache of magical artifacts. it was either this, or have him vanish and leave something that spewed fireballs, and that would probably kill or severly wound us before you got a sphere up.]

[ June 18, 2003, 08:38: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]