"Fire! More fire! Fire is always good!" You cry urgently and raise your sword. Lightning didn't go so well, maybe practise that a bit before using it again. So you can aim it right.
"Agreed, scamp fire at will!" Morlia shouts, flame blooming in her palm again. You set your sights on the spider at your feet. Should be an easy enough target so trying something a bit fancier than simple stabbing shouldn't be a problem.
With the speed of a stooping eagle you whip your sword down towards the spider. You miss but you aren't done yet! Another slash, rising from below like a striking cobra. You miss again but no matter, you are Fast Enough the fastest Spidercrusher on Nirn!
"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"
The third strike comes down from the heavens like a thunderbolt. You cut the spider in half, sword striking sparks from the stairs beneath it. Black stuff seeps from the two halves of the dead spider. Blood? Ichor? Ichor seems more appropriate.
The scamp just ahead of you catches the spider in front of it with one hand. It's free fist ignites with bright white fire. It slams its burning fist into the maw of the spider with a bellow that only falls a little short of being intimidating. The spider behind it pounces, venom dripping everywhere. Morlia lets rip with a blast of fire, striking the spider on the back. It screams and tumbles for the stairs, legs thrashing wildly for a second before curling in tight and stiff.
The two spiders lurking on the wall launch towards you, legs whipping and mandibles gnawing the air. You duck the black chitinous bodies and spin, sword out stretched.
"AND SKULLS FOR HIS THRONE!"
One spider falls in two pieces, top and bottom, black ichor splashing over the stairs, slicking your blade. The other spider lands in the basement proper. With a challenging scream the scamp launches itself after the spider, ruby red fire burning in both its hands.
The smell of burnt chitin and spilled spider ichor fills the cellar. You don't even have to check to know that poor spider is very, very dead. "Basement belongs to the barrels!" You punch the air in jubilation of your heroic victory.
Morlia's scamp, singed around the edges and covered in black ichor scrambles back onto the stairs looking inordinately pleased with itself. Morlia herself laughs breathlessly, like she can't quite believe how easy that was. You sort of can't believe it either.
"That was great!" Morlia exclaims excitedly, her face a little flushed with the adrenaline. Her smiles fades after a moment, replaced with a frown. She pales swiftly too. If you didn't know better you'd think she was afraid for some reason.
"W-What was that about... blood for the blood god?" She asks quietly, whole body angled away from you. You glance down at yourself. You're splattered with spider ichor but no more intimidating than usual.
[ ] What do you tell her?
[ ] Look for clues?
[ ] Get reward?
[ ] ALLITERATION CONTEST CAN WAIT NO LONGER!!!
[ ] Write in
Huh, there goes all my luck for tonight's DnD game I guess.
Also we'll be doing combat in bursts of rounds, because that's pretty simple from a dice rolling and writing standpoint. So you guys set a general plan and a point to pause to re-plan, for example if you hit half health/stamina/magicka, letting
@Verminlord and I roll and write without pausing every round since that would get long winded and boring pretty fast.