The Dreshi has died.
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"all right smart ass you made your point, but doesn't marda have a rifle? could we not use that?"
Got bored, so I'm calling a strike on it 
Xeo aimed at the kneecaps with all the precision years of training had gave him
"De'kren how long will this strike take?" Xeo yelled
"De'kren how long will this strike take?" Xeo yelled
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Karsk wondered if he could use his Psi to trip it up. It worked on the smaller Dreshi, but he wondered i he could move his leg enough to make it work on this one.
"only one way to find out" e thought to himself.
He moved one foot in front of the other, causing it to stumble, but it didn't fall. whilst it was still stumbling, he moved one of its legs again, this time causing it to fall.
It hit the ground with a massive crash. This had bought the group a little time.
"only one way to find out" e thought to himself.
He moved one foot in front of the other, causing it to stumble, but it didn't fall. whilst it was still stumbling, he moved one of its legs again, this time causing it to fall.
It hit the ground with a massive crash. This had bought the group a little time.
Event
"Command verified, 10 seconds till launch." came the voice from the radio, "10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...0, Buster launched."
"Hit the dirt!!" screamed De'kren as he flung himself backwards. The roar of the buster came before the streak of white rushed across their heads, it slammed into the Dreshi brutes chest and drilled through into the ground. "Holy shit," muttered De'kren as the brute fell into the explosion of the buster.
"Command verified, 10 seconds till launch." came the voice from the radio, "10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...0, Buster launched."
"Hit the dirt!!" screamed De'kren as he flung himself backwards. The roar of the buster came before the streak of white rushed across their heads, it slammed into the Dreshi brutes chest and drilled through into the ground. "Holy shit," muttered De'kren as the brute fell into the explosion of the buster.
"good lord it's guy fawkes night all over again" Xeo laughed to De'kren as they lay on the floor
"then we will need more strikes" Xeo replied, realising what Karsk had said.
"De'kren thats a good point, i'm all for fighting but what if there are more f them?"
"De'kren thats a good point, i'm all for fighting but what if there are more f them?"
"Looked to big for the rest of the cave, probably a one off mutation," grunted De'kren, "if there is some in the cave, we'll go with Marda's acid trick."
"Keep your eyes peeled, remember, we're going straight into their cave's now, they have the upper hand..." said De'kren as he waved the rest of the squad down to join them.
" then we'll give him hell twice as hard " Xeo replied , eyes full of anger and hatred for the creatures before him.
"None of them will survive our hunt," growled De'kren, the memories of Tyler forced themselves back into his mind, he could still hear her screams in his ears. This was his reason for the hunt, the others have they're own he thought as he watched the Dreshi scurry further in to get ready for them.
The centre shouldn't be to far from their location.
The centre shouldn't be to far from their location.
"You ok De'kren? you look troubled" asked Xeo.
"man i really can't wait, i wonder if i should take a head back with me as a trophy?" he thought
"man i really can't wait, i wonder if i should take a head back with me as a trophy?" he thought
Sorry guys! I never clicked 'post' so my epic-ass-kick was never posted.
"I suggest you leave it. Dreshi retrieve body-parts, so that they can't be used on tests." Marda said. "I have experienced this myself. I've got the marks to prove it."
She kicked a body, turning it over to see if it was really dead.
"I just don't know if this is out of self-preserverance, or out of hunger."
She looked into the dusty depths of the burrow, seeing the black eyes of the Dreshi reflect the light that was cast at them. As times like these she wished she was born with powers beyond her brain capacity. She felt...vunerable with the weapons she possesed.
She made a mental note to fix this as soon as they were out of danger.
I'll give you the next big one since I stole your one Samuel
"Sir! The centre is through the tunnel on the right!" announced a scanner troop.
"Ready Afrena?" he asked as he drew his blade, "whatever's in here that got guarded by that thing, must be important..."
Ah, no biggy. You're the GM here, I shouldn't be running your story.
Marda looked at her staff. The wood had been scratched, and the iron dented. It would hold for a little while, but she would have to repair it. She shifted her shoulder, and felt little of the pain. The anticipation of battle dulled it.
"Ready" She whispered.
She had seen a Dreshi impaled on a stalagmite a few meters back, possibly an accident. But the gouges and the claw-marks told her that this could be an internal conflict. Perhaps the unknown social structures of the Dreshi were in a Civil war. That would be very good, since the noise coming out of the tunnel on the right would be the two parties fighting, rather than them preparing for war.
I'm giving people control over smaller events anyway, just not big story points so everyone has a little say in what happens rather than just going with what I say
so everyone has a little say in what happens rather than just going with what I say The Dreshi are attacking each other fiercely, ripping chunks from each other while a few sit on the walls high above watching the chaos reign.
"Shit, what will we do ?" De'kren asked quietly, "mop up the survivors, or wipe the all out ?"