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Aaranth, HP 28/37, AC 21 Aaranth takes a step back and fires two arrows in quick succession at the guisarme wielder. OOC: Shot 1 = 13 Looks like a miss. Shot 2 = 23 That's probably a hit. Damage: 9

Aaranth, HP 28/37, AC 21 Aaranth drops his wand and takes a 5 ft step west. He then draws his bow and fires an arrow at Valderio (#5). OOC: Attack: + 12 + 1 (Point Blank Shot) (1d20+13=16) If that hit, then Damage: + 4 + 1 (Point Blank Shot) (1d8+5=13)

Aaranth, HP 37, AC 21 (now) Aaranth draws his Eternal Wand of Mage Armor and uses one the two daily charges on himself.

Aaranth moves back to stand with Jael.

Aaranth Double move for Aaranth to go find Sarelo and wake him up.

Here .... was away from the computer while traveling for Thanksgiving.

Aaranth follows Jael to the deck, drawing his bow as he goes. Initiative = 23

Aaranth, not surprisingly, agrees with his brother's suggestion.

Aaranth nods approvingly at the defenses.

Ruud is happy to sit next to Taelythenihel and somewhat relieved Ossa is not there. He shares a glass of the red wine with the elf.

Ruud will go in and have a glass of wine.

Aaranth will help load as well, keeping his bow nearby.

Ruud looks impressed at the view of the city and the sun behind it.

Colossus--Danger Room Colossus checks on Pyro, helping him off the floor. "Thanks for the help."

Aaranth keeps near Jael, just in case the bandits come back.

Darnit. Group completely quiet and I figured I could take the weekend off and nothing would happen. :heh: I'm still here. Just catching up.

Well Lorth isn't interested in any of the non-cash loot except the potion bracer. As to the 700 gp allotment, he would like a masterwork light crossbow, an everburning torch, and as many CLW potions as he can from the remaining amount. Thanks a lot stonegod, this was loads of fun.

Lorth sits up and looks around. I hope we don't have to do that again any time soon. Can we get Aldus out now?"

I forgot I could do that. :heh: Yes, action point to stabalize for Lorth please.

Just looking at the map, we have left a trail of bodies in our wake. It's lovely.