Argent Silvermage
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Djamir runs as fast as his short legs will carry him almost oblivious to the creatures until they are almost wihin reach. He stops short and casts Mage Armor. Then gets his club out and waits for the others to act.
Argent Silvermage said:Djamir seems to enrage when he hears what they are. "Thier kind killed my aunt on a caravan route in the deep south. They live no longer."
He runs at the nearest of the creatures and brings his club down on it's head.
(club +0 to hit 1d6 damage crit range 20/x2)
Khusrau simply steps forward and hacks downward inelegantly, seeing no need for fancy tactics or maneuvers.Phoenix said:Djamir's screams cut through the rumblings and yelling throughout the encampment, and the dwarf launches himself upon the closest of the two creatures wielding a heavy looking club crafted solely for the purpose of caving in skulls no doubt.
OOC: Djamir's surprise round. Club +0 melee, hits AC10 <hit> for 5 points damage.
The club swings through the air and collides against the side of the first creature's skull, knocking to the ground with a sickening crunch. Sickly green blood instantly mixes with the earth, and the spasms of the creature cause the fluid to pump irregularly from its ears.
The enraged form of the stocky dwarf encased in mystical golden armour shocks the second Wjauld into action, snarling at its attacker and baring blood bathed fangs and him.
OOC: Initiative -
Khusrau 18
Tarim 16
Wjauld 12
Djamir 11
Khalas 7
Djamir stands before the wjauld with club in hand at the centre of the clearing, Khusrau standing but a step behind him with blade drawn in preperation to assist the dwarf. Tarim and Khalas are standing some fifteen feet to the rear of the creature, still unnoticed by it and in perfect flanking position.
OOC: Actions gentlemen...