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The barbarian's blade once again slashes against a neck, tearing a vicious gash beneath the gruesome head. Ah it weakens! As much from the brutality of cold steel, as from a curse which falls upon it, leeching away a portion of the creature's strength. Lucky for Annit, that a lashing set of...

Fiends: The Grinning Skull The sorcerer has regained himself! A priest’s mace just failing to hit with enough impact to bruise. A ranger’s strike gone… well, far wide. It is the magical darts that finally bring down the foe! With immense agony and regret in it's crocodilian eyes, the fiend...

Fiends: The Grinning Skull The priest’s mace slams an ugly reptilian head, snapping it abruptly to the left and surely splitting some bone. That will swell up, for sure, if it lives long enough. Eyes of hatred fall on Carthum then, as the ranger’s sword swings idly past through the air. More...

Annit: The Grinning Skull The running commentary of a floating skull, beams of fire and frost, crackling energy bolts, sword swings and taunts. It was hard to concentrate among the chaos. Annit loaded another arrow, pulled her bow back and hoped to lodge one more into the slimey horror's ooze...

The Grinning Skull The Ranger’s torch falls short, landing at the feet of the nearest slippery beast. “You wish to burn ME?” It snaps, mocking the lone human, “hahaha!” With a swish of a tail, the torch flies off to smash against a section of wall. The crocodilian head turns to the side then...

Grid of Pain Annit gasped, reaching out a hand to grab for the ranger and plead for him to wait. Too late though! Dain has leaped through the opening with great manly exuberance and gusto! “S**t,” the rogue whispers. The Ranger’s eyes fall upon something of a great wide hallway, a lengthy...

Triple Fork Annit’s footsteps are light as she inches forwards, following the tracks. Dain and Otiroth are not so silent, having bad luck with scattered coals underfoot at times, but for the most part, the group is quiet. Using as little leaking light as possible from Carthum's stone, the...

Triple Fork Annit has a brave face on, and a very convincing one as she moves to the front. What to worry about? She is among the youthful and talented! Some skilled in magic that grows stronger with each step forwards, and others who have proven excellent at dissecting foes with simple edged...

Four Sides The rogue felt a sense of reassurance in Metea’s arrival by her side. Those hands of hers and the dazzling destruction they could cause, well it made Annit’s rudimentary bow and arrows somewhat pale in comparison. Something was stirring at the opposite end of the passageway, far out...

Four Sides While Dain and Carthum head off to investigate their alternative way out to the east, Annit keeps watch in the south east corner. Bow ready she anxiously waits, torch burning on the dark stone at her feet. To the rogue's right, Otiroth and Metea appeared to be dealing with the...

Four Sides Although Otiroth's injury isn't a typical flesh wound, Carthum's medical training still comes in handy. Old Varillo Kalitus, the wisest surgeon in Suru's church, gave rare lessons to the younger recruits in the ways of nontraditional healing. Not so much spells and ancient arts...

Four Sides With the healing touch of Carthum's Suru-empowered hand, Otiroth's wound appears to stabilize. This is good news, as not all poisons are as accommodating as this! Dain's inspection of the injury brings little more to light, other than the need for the area to be well protected, and...

Four Sides The priest almost misses this time, but Suru is on his side! The mace manages to wave above Carthum's head and smack against the airborne bird. It really should be dead by now, but the priest is correct in his suspicions. This wasn't some overfed naturally occurring phenomenon...

Four Sides The ripping constraint of brambles and thorns keep the spider at bay, still and unskittering long enough for Dain's fatal skewering. One hard push down, and the beast turns silent, it's legs drawing inwards, a great ugly head bowed in blood soaked shame. Ah ha! Between the...

Four Sides Temporarily distracted by the Imp’s rearrival on the scene and subsequent death, Jeovanna’s eyes might have darted away from the spider. Damn, looking back to her living enemy she doesn’t quite make contact with the blinded critter, as the greatsword waves in a threatening arc...

Four Sides “Sure is getting noisy back there,” Annit mentions to the silent dwarf, hearing a familiar blasting sound, bashing maces and other combative snippets from a distance. “Someone is getting angry,” and it's not Jeovanna for a change, unless she knows how to speak infernal. The Imp’s...

Four Sides Jeovanna’s blade slices smoothly against the spider’s bulbous thorax, splitting a small section open in a gash. Strangely, the barbarian might realize that there should be more blood? Mmm, a big hit with a small wound? Dain’s great swing confirms the theory. This beast does not...

Four Sides The Imp shrieks as blinding light saturates the surrounds, holiness burns much like fire! He trembles with razor sharp teeth chattering, body shaking like a child left out in a winter's rain. He's on the edge... the edge of life and extinction. Carthum's radiance gets quite a...