Ashes, all [closed]

[mips42]

Kobold 1 attacks Penton with its' small sword, slipping the edge into a seam on the thigh and leaving a thin gash. It's painful, but not terrible.
Kobold 3 Attacks Bree but stumbles and drops it's sword.
Kobold 4 Slashes at Heron and is able to stab between the chain shirt and your greaves, leaving an ugly gash on the thigh.
Kobold 5 Stops short of the fray and fires a small bow at Bree, the arrow flies true and lodges in your upper right chest.
Kobold 6 Fires its' bow at Bree as well but you're able to dodge the poorly-aimed shot.
The Lizard stabs at Heron again and tries to bash at you with the edge of it's shield but you are able to avoid both attacks.

[sblock]
Updated map: https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/651590/Ubler1.jpg
K1 <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4620001/">1d20+1=14</a> 2 damage
K3 <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4620003/">1d20+1=2</a>
K4 <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4620006/">1d20+1=21</a> 4 damage
K5 <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4620010/">1d20+3=21</a> 5 dmg
K6 <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4620011/">1d20+3=10</a>
Lz <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4620012/">1d20+4=11, 1d20+4=11</a>
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[Kobold Stew]

Heron winces at the pain as the kobold strikes home, and realizes that he might need to draw a weapon before this battle is completed.

 

[Neikron]

Penton glances down at the results of the blow, as a moderate amount of blood flows down his leg. It could be worse, but the blood gives him a sense of even more urgency. His grip on the rapier tightens, and he digs his feet firmly into the dirt below for leverage -- this is now a matter of life and death.

 

[Kaodi]

A little colour returns to Lester's face as he conjures another blistering hot sparkler. "This is not the time for you to develop a sense of aesthetic accomplishment!" he declares plaintively to his spell as he lobs it at the kobold mage.

OOC: Fire Bolt1d20+3=18, 1d10=1 . So much hit, so little damage, .

 

[mips42]

A little colour returns to Lester's face as he conjures another blistering hot sparkler. "This is not the time for you to develop a sense of aesthetic accomplishment!" he declares plaintively to his spell as he lobs it at the kobold mage.
OOC: Fire Bolt1d20+3=18, 1d10=1 . So much hit, so little damage, .

The white-hot mote of flame erupt from your hand, positively quivering with energy. With a deft twist of the wrist, almost like you knew what you were doing, it steaks over and bursts upon the creatures' armor, singeing it's scaly face.

ooc: Can't buy a break... Props for playing him as-is, though.

 

[dream66_]

Bree will attack the closes Kobold preferring to stay within 5 feet of her companions, but will move to attack if need be.

 

[mips42]

Bree will attack the closes Kobold preferring to stay within 5 feet of her companions, but will move to attack if need be.

Your longsword flashes, dancing around the beast then, suddenly, penetrates its' leather armor, skewering the creature. It falls to the ground with a sigh, blood leaking out through the slash.
You look to the small creature briefly then, with grim determination, the ones just a short way away holding bows.

[sblock]
Hit <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4622556/">1d20+4=18</a>
Damage 1d8+2=6
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[PierceSG]

As the kobold fell to the ground dead, blood leaking out of the wound Bree inflicted, Ashurn turns clockwise and runs towards the lizardman who is currently engaged with Heron.

"Why don't you pick on someone of your own size!", shouted Ashurn, as he swings his greatsword from left to right at the lizardman.

 

[mips42]

End of round 2

As the kobold fell to the ground dead, blood leaking out of the wound Bree inflicted, Ashurn turns clockwise and runs towards the lizardman who is currently engaged with Heron.

"Why don't you pick on someone of your own size!", shouted Ashurn, as he swings his greatsword from left to right at the lizardman.

Leaving the corpse of the Kobold lying in a growing pool of crimson, you step across and sweep your blade at the Lizardkin who, hearing your call, is able to avoid the blow.

OOC: 1d20+4=11

 

[Neikron]

Penton's light wound feels a lot worse than it is, but Penton's never been one to get into a fair scrap like this. The thought of parrying the next strike and waiting this out tactfully crosses Penton's mind. But, really, is that not but waiting out the inevitable? Penton, seeing one of his companions take another opponent down, gains more confidence, and proclaims, "This has to end now!" Penton, as fearful as we was, can now focus clearly on this fight. He needs one well-placed strike to end this, and that's what he plans to do.

Penton makes a swift, concentrated jab with his rapier, aiming towards the midsection of this creature, hoping this attempt will be the only attempt needed.

GM:

Spoiler

I'd like to have that focus represent my using the inspiration I had previously gained.