Maelicent fires off an arrow. The black fletching of the projectile shriek the short distance across the common room into the kitchen. The arrow's sharp tip sinks into the wolf spider in the creature's neck. Blood fonts as the wolf spider suffers 3 points of damage. Deftly flipping a hand axe of his own over end and handing the weapon to Pilgrim, Maelicent feels contented by a degree to once again be working as a tribe, albeit with strangers. Thanking the goblin for the offered hand axe, Pilgrim wields the hand axe and steadies himself to go against the spider.
Need finds Pilgrim sooner than he'd like, perhaps. The second spider moves to spring over the trio guarding the door. Wanting to protect the innocents in the festhall, Pilgrim strikes at the spider twice, once as the beast attempts to spring past him, then a second time as an out-and-out attack. Both of Pilgrim's two-handed swipes with the hand axe hit true, dealing first 2 then 4 points of damage. Pilgrim's attacks with the hand axe deter the spider from making the full breadth of its leap and the beast comes crashing down on top of Maelicent. The goblin finds himself underneath the stinking fiend and is crushed by the creature's mass. Maelicent suffers 1 point of damage. The spider unleashes a furious bevy of biting attacks at Pilgrim. Snapping, snarling, and dripping red foam from its maw, the spider shifts the brunt of its attention from Rancid to Pilgrim. The spider lunges at Pilgrim but misses. Hissing, the fiend holds the small knight in its black orbital eyes and says something completely evil but nonetheless incoherent to Pilgrim's ears.
[sblock=Voadam]The spider hisses, "We've time for a ssssssssnack, yesssssssssss, we have. Trickssssssy, it issssssssss, isssss it?"[/sblock]
Maelicent's bow is not broken, he can see it. Maelicent is beneath the spider at the moment. Should he wish to extract himself, it will be one move to get out. Picking up the bow will cost a second movement. Both may be accomplished next round.
Reaching into his belt pouch and sprinkling a bit of coloured sand, Gamad steps backward 5 feet and casts color spray. A vivid cone of clashing colors springs forth from Gamad's twisted hand, causing first Cheal, then both the thugs to drop unconscious to the floor of the festhall.
His flail still in hand, Frane backs away from the thrashing wolf spider on top of Maelicent and frantically begins calling to the remaining custom in the festhall to depart. Lowel and Frane, with the help of the elf woman, begin herding customers from the courtyard to the relative safety of the street oustide.
From the floor near the door, Rancid bites Traven on the hand. Traven, who cries out in pain at being bitten, looks up and realizes that the wand is missing. During the scuffle with Rancid over the wand, Traven's wig falls off and a pair of false teeth drop with a clatter to the floor. Swaths of what must have been makeup that Traven had been wearing rub off on Rancid's shirt sleeves and the wooden planked floor, revealing what looks to be inhuman purple and blue splotched skin beneath. The skinny bouncer suddenly leaves off tussling with Rancid and forcibly extracts himself from the wrestling match. From the floor, Traven starts to cast a spell. Gamad, to his horror, recognizes arcane handiwork at play and watches intently as Traven prepares to cast what can only be cause fear. As the bouncer casts, he finishes, then touches Rancid on the forehead. Rancid's eyes go wide with unnatural fear and the human fop crawls as fast as he can for the festhall's front door, away from Traven. A small smirk creeps to the corner of Traven's mouth as he makes eye contact with Gamad.
H. Lewit draws his rapier and marches into the fray, intending to join Maelicent, Voadam, and Pilgrim against the wolf spider. Lewit, who has until this point bided his time watching the spider for weakness, sticks his thin blade directly into the spider's chest area, piercing the fiend's black heart. With a sickening twist and a loud pop that resonates throughout the festhall, Lewit skewers the wolf spider with a critical hit, dealing 8 points of damage and killing the beast. Maelicent suddenly finds himself trapped underneath a mountain of fur and exoskeleton. Worse, the stench of offal fills the goblin's nostrils.
The remaining custom in the Cockatrice, what few there were by the point, scream and make a mad dash for the nearest exit. The yellow dog quickly scampers out of the way but does not leave the festhall, chosing instead to scurry behind Frane's bar. The only individuals left are Traven, and Cheal and his unconscious thugs.
End of initiative. Post at will, please. Attacking Traven or Cheal is still an option but will be resolved according to posting order at this point.
