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I agree about the coup de grace being effective in the land of magical healing, I guess I add a bit too much survival instint for the red shirts. I only ever killed PC's as a result of bad tactics, or put them in a position to kill themselves. I've also never triggered a defenders mark, since...

I’ll start my thoughts with a bit of detail behind Ryda’s mindset, and then I’ll go into my own. As evilbob has pointed out, every single encounter she’s had with NPC’s has been an ambush, so she is innately paranoid and distrustful. She’s upset about losing people she was supposed to...

What's up evilbob?

Fine then, I guess you’ll just have to murder me and prove to the world you’re no better than the Khyber scum you claim to be pursuing. For all I know you just corrupted Susan and Jarren with a soul devouring plague. Anger seeps into her voice as she continues, I know I’m clean, I know they’re...

As the druid casts his spell, Ryda glides away, hopefully out of the spells range. What part of no casting spells on me didn’t you understand? I’m fine, I didn’t touch anything I didn’t carry down there, and if they are fine, motioning to Jarren and Unit 16, then so am I. She then folds her...

Thalin sees Kaelen crumple and mutters an elvan curse. Stepping forward in front on Colgrave, he strikes hard into the beasts side, turning it so it offers a rear strike for Karananak and maintaining the multicolored aura of light. Shift to J13 Standard: Warsong Strike: 1d20+11=28 1d8+6=14...

Woah, No one is casting spells on me. We didn't even get past the guardians, so no worries about us getting tagged with some evil corruption death spell. Ryda says, shooing away anyone who tries to cast on her.

Just make sure we’re OK! Just make sure we’re OK!? I’d be a lot more OK if you men didn’t always insist on getting into staring contests over who’s is bigger. Shaking off an examining hand, she adds, Give over I’m not that hurt. See to the changeling. Seeing some outsiders heading towards...

I'm pretty much tapped out of healing/support other than spell still going on the ooze. Looks like it's about time to burn those 2nd winds people and hope LadyLaw starts missing.

Thalin circles the ooze a moment, the strides forward, plunging his sword into the beast. He chants a quick phrase and the glow encompassing the ooze flares brightly and shifts colors, wafting between a nimbus of white and yellow move to L14 by heading up to k13 and then diagonally down...

Shaking her head slightly in disbelief at the “him” comment, Ryda puts the arrow back in her quiver. Unfortunately, I cannot sheath my bow, for I do not have a sheath for it, these girlish hips of mine take up too much room. She flips her cape over her shoulder, and turns to reveal her pack...

Brother, what in the 7 hells are you doing here? Suddenly, as the memories of the last time she saw him and the circumstances surrounding her escape flood back, Ryda looks very nervous about all the Tharashk soldiers present.

At her brothers arrival on scene, Ryda has a distinct and very obvious “What is going on here” moment. Feel free to chime in here guys, before Ryda's stubbornness has us all rerolling characters.

Ryda barks out a laugh as the druid speaks. If that was all of them, then yes, we know exactly what happened to them. Being out numbered doesn’t really bother us though, there was what, 8 or 9 that died down there? We aren’t putting up our weapons, period. We just fought for our lives, even...

A flash of confusion crosses Ryda’s face as the half-orc’s leave the wilderness. She’s brings the bow up, ready to loose, but holds a moment before lowering her aim. Bloody ashes, she mutters, confusion again washing over her. Why is Tharashk here, and what happened to the rest of the...

Well, it's taking half damage from everything, and it had an AP, so I'm guessing 100+ HP elite type ooze, so it's probably close... Here's hoping:lol:

Thalin kneels down beside the fallen Wilden and begins rubbing his hands together briskly. In moments, sparks begin to shoot of from his hands. Pressing his hands on the Wilden’s chest, he mutters a word in elvan Clear! Karananak bolts upright, his consciousness shocked back into the realm of...

Kaelen slide it once to the "east" already with his flurry.

Thalin sees Karananak fall and grumbles in displeasure. I'd hoped not to have to use that skill. Hold on Karananak, I'll be there soon. Striding forward, Thalin again points his sword at the persistant ooze. I've seen Jello more disgusting than you! Flee, before we feed you to the plants...

As his comrades batter the ooze off him, Thalin begins to scrape the residual bits of mucus from his face, coughing up a bit of vile phlegm. Definately needs more salt, he mutters as he raises his voice to heavens. He sings a phrase or two, his sword glowing brighter and brighter until beam...