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Scun flies into a rage after seeing his friend cut to pieces. He swings his club with lethal intent, hoping to finish the creature's reign of terror. (+9 to hit for 1d6+6 dmg)

ooc: the wand had 20 left when scun handed it off, so it should have 19 left now I'm not sure where scun was in the formation anymore. can he reach the creature?

Arden gives a small sigh and repeats her shot, correcting her aim.

Arden focuses in on the old priest, other things going blurry as she reloads and fires again, determined to stop the spellcaster.

Sorry about that. I went on a work trip and forgot to let you guys know that I wasn't going to be around.

Arden steps slightly forward, loads, and fires again at the same spellcaster she hit before.

Scun nods. "I make a mark with my fingernail each time I use it. Looks like 20 uses left."

Arden readies a shot to shoot any Kuo-Toan that begins casting a spell

Scun nods to Findoram and lets him use the wand for the time being. (its cure light) He gets out his spear and prepares for the worst.

Scun's graveled voice breaks the air for a short time. "We need to catch IT off guard, or take it out of it's environment somehow. Get tricky!"

back! (and waiting to see what the KTs do)

I'm leaving on vacation (no internet) until Sept. 6th. Please put Arden on autopilot until then. Thanks!

ooc: I'm leaving on vacation (no internet) until September 6th. Please put Scun on autopilot and heal people with his wand of cure light if need be. (20 charges remain after those last 8 were used just now)

Arden reloads and shoots KT4

Arden decides to get a move on and get a better view of what is going on. She just moves this round, tumbling between K15 and L15 (ending there at L15)

as usual, Scun will use the wand to heal whoever needs it. he is careful however to stay towards the center of the group if possible to avoid being ambushed

Scun turns around and starts heading "forward" instead. He uses the cure wand on the mount on the way, then himself as they walk.

ooc: if we can't ready actions and are going to get the repeated suprise-pounce-disappear, we have no chance at all. I don't know where we can go, but fleeing seems prudent. Maybe we can parlay? who knows.

Scun coughs up some blood and manages to speak. "We need to retreat, or at least withdraw to a better location. We'll all die at this rate." He calls upon his divine gift to heal himself (burn calm emotions to cure moderate on self - 2d8+3) and move (hopefully with others) back the way they...

I'm fine with any schedule you like CB. :)