Constables of the 14th Ward Part 2

SoulFetter (AC: 14; HP: 60; Rage Rnd 02)

[sblock=Soulfetter]The feed bin is a big tin tub. Not all that heavy, but awkward. Parts of the broken down cart might be better. The loft is only 12' up. Smashing up through the floor with an axe or grabbing the edge shouldn't a problem. [/sblock]

[sblock=Scotley]Exactly what I had in mind. ;)[/sblock]

"RRRAAAAAAUUUUUUULLLLLLLL!" (OOC: Sounds a lot like a roar, so I'll go with it.)

I'll hit them, or drive them to the edge, or bring the floor down from under their feet!

Grasping his axe underhanded in both hands, SoulFetter makes his best guess as to location of the bad guys above (Listen for Footfalls (1d20-1=14)) and swings the huge half moon with all his might at the floor above.

[sblock=Actions/Rolls]Erring (if he misses) on the side away from the edge in order to drive the bad guys away from the window/into the barn.

To Hit (1d20+14=24)
Damage (3d6+9=24)[/sblock]
 
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Soulfetter smashes away a section of roof/floor above his head with a roar and a mighty blow of his axe. His guess as to the foes location was just a little off. He sees a single very frightened looking orc standing just to the east holding a spike covered bucket filled with burning oil attached to a chain that is connected to the very top of the barn. No doubt his intention was to release the bucket such that it would swing and hit anyone who climbed the ladder in the face. He looks more than a little silly standing next to a huge hole in the floor holding his now useless trap. With a squeal he releases the bucket and reaches for a spear at his feet. The bucket swings out over the opening and back toward the orc who bends over just in time reaching for the spear and manages by sheer luck not to get bashed with his own trap.

Outside the stragglers are finally getting close to the barn.
 

Sentran's jaw drops and he mutter "Oh dear". Then he continues approaching with slight jumps every two or three steps.

[sblock=ooc, leif]sorry, I was speaking from Sentran's point of view, not mine. seems like you took me seriously. he will obviously obey orders, even though he will grumble and piss people off.[/sblock]
 

Hearing Soulfetter's roars, Brae leaves Raul's body where it fell, and flies to the aid of his fellow constables. The cleric soars gracefully around the barn's corner, through the hole made by the raging Urgant, and parrallels the ladder, shooting up toward the barn loft.


Initiative: 1
AC: 24 (w/shield of faith), Hit Points 46/50

Flight, round 11 of 60
Shield of Faith round 10 of 60

[sblock=SPELLS PREPPED]
-- Spells Per Day
---- Level 0 (DC14): 5
---- Level 1 (DC15): 4 + 1 domain
---- Level 2 (DC16): 4 + 1 domain
---- Level 3 (DC17): 3 + 1 domain

-- Level 0: detect magic, create water, resistance, light, guidance
-- Level 1: shield of faith, lesser vigor, divine favor, bless + (d) charm person
-- Level 2: animalistic power, silence, spiritual weapon, sound burst + (d) lesser restoration
-- Level 3: dispel magic, summon monster III, searing light + (d) fly
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Sentran's jaw drops and he mutter "Oh dear". Then he continues approaching with slight jumps every two or three steps.
[sblock=ooc, leif]sorry, I was speaking from Sentran's point of view, not mine. seems like you took me seriously. he will obviously obey orders, even though he will grumble and piss people off.[/sblock]
OOC for Nightbreeze: No worries! I didn't take anything seriously, and I was just messing with you, anyway. But feel free to disobey any "orders" that you don't like, regardless of anything else. ;)
 


Darius continues to approach, cheering inwardly as Soulfetter goes into a rampage. Darius is tentatively planning to pass between the woodshed and the barn to cover the north approach to the barn. It's gonna take about 4 rounds for him to get there. He keeps his eyes open for any other activity in the compound.
 




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