Forging Fury

[Kerrz]

OOC: One Round = Six Seconds. If you're going to say too much, it's going to cost you an action. This was okay, I'm just saying, don't get too heavy into explanations. This is a fight. You can be killed.

The dual-threat from Agarndas, both his words and his attempt at the door, drives the second soldier into action and he rushes towards the necromancer, chopping at the 'forged with the longsword he drew quickly along the way. However the chop goes wide and the necromancer is unharmed.

OOC: Attack Agarndas, d20+4=7, no hit.

 

[Primus]

There was a strange *snkt* noise and Ripper was a rolling ball of glittering steel, flashing across the floor. As he reached Argandas and his assailant, the little warforged suddenly unfurled.

There was a loud *splort* sound and a painfully human groan.

The man looked down at his chest, two or three inches of glittering metal were visible through the front of his sternum and clothing.

"Critical strike," Ripper said emotionlessly, "Maximal pain. Death in 12.7 seconds." Ripper twisted the blade, eliciting a shriek that caused the man to drop his sword and fall to his knees, blood splattering across his micro-sized assailant.

"We are now in a very bad situation," he stared at Argondas angrily, "Next course of action, destroy remaining witness." Ripper said this without malice, a dagger seeming to almost materialize in his off hand, but Argondas, who was nearest the little warforged, may have noticed a slight gleam of joy in the creature's gleaming red eyes.

 

[Kerrz]

OOC: I verified all the rolls in chat. He critted the bugger for 14dmg. Not many first level fighters can survive that.

North: You're up.

 

[ShaggySpellsword]

North, quietly watching the whole debacle, approaches Agarndas and infuses him with repairing energy. "This is an unfortunate turn of events. We'll have to dispose of both..."

OOC: Infuse Repair Light Damage on Argarndas

 

[Kerrz]

The remaining soldier looks around at his surroundings and begins to panic. His only friend lies in a bloody pool at the foot of a mechanical midget. He takes a glance at the pool of blood, and a glance at the warforged, and starts to breathe heavily. His eyes begin to shake as he brings his sword down against the "mechanical midget." The sword slices cleanly into the 'forged and damages his casing severely. However the forged appears still capable of functioning as he steps back and rights himself quickly.

OOC: North repairs 1d8+1=9dmg on Agarndas, to perfect health.

Soldier enters Barbarian Rage, +4 Str (+2 melee dmg/hit,) +4 Con (+2 hp, +2 fort,) +2 Will, -2 AC. Attacks Ripper at d20+6=18, d8+4=6. Ripper has 1hp remaining.

Initiative Order: Soldier, Agarndas, Ripper, Tenor, North. Agarndas is next.

---D---
|  A  |
| 2RN |
|  X  |
|    T|
|     |
|     |
---D---

Legend:
D=Door
1=Soldier1
X=Soldier2(Corpse)
A=Agarndas
T=Tenor
R=Ripper
N=North

 

[Ringmereth]

As North's infusion binds his damaged frame back together, Agarndas' sturdy limbs send his staff in a quick, precise thrust towards the soldier's torso. Despite his knowledge of human anatomy, the necromancer makes his first assault the last of the fight's, and nimbly skips back away from the door and towards the corner, predicting that Ripper, North, and Tenor will be capable of finishing the fight.

 

[Primus]

Ripper, despite the painful wound in his side, rolled again, his little body sliding passed the thrusting attacks of the angry soldier.

Once more he unfurled, this time halfway across the train car, the dagger in his hand flying like a sliver of death, its trajectory a bit uncertain due to the wound Ripper had suffered.

Ripper rolls around the corpse, and down away from the doorway where everyone else is congregating..

Tumble = 15
Attack roll = 12, Burned an Action Point.
Attack Damage = 3.

 

[Kerrz]

Agarndas' staff misses the soldier wildly, however he regains his balance quickly enough to continue moving.

Ripper nimbly evades the Soldier, however the flight of his dagger does not manage to strike anything except the wall opposite.

OOC: Agarndas attack soldier, d20+0=5, miss.

 

[Bront]

Tenor does what is the equivilent of a sigh, as he steps forward to strike at the soldier. "I appologize for the bloodshed, but I'm left with no choice."

OOC: Longsword +2 1d8+2 19-20x2

 

[Kerrz]

Tenor's blade slashes through the man with ferocious accuracy, leaving him heavily lacerated but still standing.

OOC: d20+2=17, d8+2=9, 6hp left.