Combat Round 1, resolved
The orc double moved on its turn. It didn't run, but it did hustle.
Roscoe needed a light source to pursue the Orc. Since none was available just yet and the room was dark, Roscoe ran to the turn to see if he could spot the Orc. Alas, in the inky dark of the hallway and the corridor, Roscoe could see nothing, but he heard the flapping of feet on stone somewhere down Corridor C (the westernmost corridor that lead south).
A slight look of annoyance crossed Fulgrim's face, and was gone by the time he dashed past Guran and after the orc. Moving as fast as he could, the dwarf mage stopped 5' short of the door to the abandoned church office, drew his warhammer, and said, "Come now, greenskins, meet your doom!" Fulgrim wasn't attacked by anything, and he didn't see anything in the corridor, but he could hear something rustling in Hallway B, to the west. Whatever it was was moving fast, and away from the party.
It was pitch black, so Spec instinctively tapped the wall and illuminated the room with his divine power. Light instantly flooded Room 2, spilling out fifteen feet into Hallway A to the left and right of the open door from Room 2.
"Damn!" Colden cursed, and started fumbling to get on his armour.
Initiative:
Guran 19
Orc 14
Roscoe 10
Fulgrim 10
Spec 5
Colden 4
OOC:
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End of Round 1. Guran is up first, and then the orc. If you like, any of you may post at will now. I will, however, adjudicate Guran's and the orc's action, then pause to give the rest of everyone a chance to either state or re-state their character's action for the round.
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