[Adventure] A Call for Lovers (DM: jbear Judge:Lord Sessadore)

[Nemesis Destiny]

OOC: Womp-womp. I guess I should have Action Pointed right away, haha. Good job everyone!

 

[jbear]

GM: Boom! -184 dmg in total ... that is enough to have Basal yield! Congrats! Combat is effectively OVER! Congrats!!

Our heroes response to Sabynha's collapse is brutal and emphatic. Joven's furious power sends the verbeeg reeling once more into the corner. The pixie follows up with a devastating combination of strikes while Rain continues her pesky defensive ward upon the giant. The vase in the head just adds insult to injury. Though down, the verbeeg, incredibly does not keel over, though his leg does wobble for a moment. Blood streaming down his head from the cut from the vase Basal raise his hand showing two fingers and croaks "I yield."

 

[Neil1889]

Zuri checks to see if Sabynha is well, "Er...I think she'll be fine after a rest."

Rain suddenly moves forward to stand guard between Basal and the apparently unconscious Sabynha.

"Very well, Basal."

OOC: I was all ready to use Arcane Mutterings to demand surrender. Not that I'm complaining, like.

 

[Mewness]

"Excellent," says Sir Flibbertigibbet, flinging his sword away with a noisy clatter and turning to the group. "We should return to Lord Ragnar immediately, assuming of course that this brute has kept his end of the bargain and not caused the lady any permanent harm. I trust that she will recover?" He flies over to Sabynha and hovers over her anxiously.

 

[Son of Meepo]

Wat sits down next Sabynha and cradles her head in one arm, and checks her over to make sure none of the damage was lasting. He pulled the stopper from his waterskin and tore a bit of cloth from his cloak which he then wet to place over the knot on her head.

"Could someone give me hand. I need something to support her head so that I can turn her to the proper position."

Heal (1d20+5=9)

OOC: I don't think I really need to trigger her second wind since she should be able to spend her surge after a short rest, but figured I would roll a check anyways.

 

[jbear]

The verbeeg visibly relaxes when the group desists and relents. Wiping the blood away from his eyes he begrudgingly concedes "I have underestimated you. If you spoke true and serve Ragnar, then we should do as the Mosquito says. Let the Mark stand before Ragnar. I will accompany you, and show you the quickest way." The offer sounds more like the verbeeg is interested in assuring Orlando's arrival, not your safety ... but the offer does seem to be beneficial given the battered and worn condition the group finds themselves in.

Sabynha groans and her eyes flutter open.

 

[Nemesis Destiny]

Sabynha finds herself prone, cradled in Wat's arms, and in pain. Not for the first time, and probably not the last. As regaining consciousness goes, she could think of worse predicaments to be in.

Wincing, she reaches up with her now empty sword hand to gently caress his cheek. A weak smile played across her face, "Are we victorious, or do I spend my last moment of freedom in your arms?"

 

[Neil1889]

Rain looks over to the pixie.

"Sir Flibbertigibbet," asks Rain, "How is our companion outside?"

 

[Son of Meepo]

Wat smiled at Sabynha's touch and leaned a little closer to her. He didn't want to should too much because of the blow to her head.

"Basal overestimated his own abilities. Once I blasted him back into the corner, he was outmaneuvered by our friends."

OOC: Wat spends his last surge.

 

[Nemesis Destiny]

The smile turned into a laugh on the vistani girl's lips. Her hand that had been caressing Wat reached up and pulled his head close. She kissed him such that he would not soon forget it.

OOC: Sabynha spends her last surge as well, and Wat can take +4 on his (Song of Rest - we'll say it's from the smooch).