(Casual D&D II) The Fellowship of the White Dove

Tonguez said:
Orbril - who had stayed out of the discussion about the letter, seeing as it had nothing to do with him - is silly enough!

"Don't hurt it!" the gnome leaps to his feet and runs forward towards the call hoping to intercept the bear
With a muttered curse about gnomes in general, Orbril in particular and something about a leprous dog being somehow involved in his ancestry, Raven drops his bow and draws his twohander and follows the gnome, taking care not to charge directly at the bear. If at any point the bear looks like attacking Orbril, Raven will shove him aside (Orbril not the bear :D) and attack, hoping that somehow he'll live to tell the tale.
 

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Niccolo: The bear seems unbothered by the hypnotic pattern.

Nurthk: Your arrow's aim is good enough, but the angle's just a bit off; it skips harmlessly across the creature's back, and embeds itself in a tree.

Raven: Both shots sent off before you head off after Orbril find their target, lodging deep in the bear's left shoulder.

Orbril: The animal does not seem to grow a bit calm... And you'll also note that a brown bear (which you'd recognize it as, I'm sure) is a bit beyond your ability to maintain as an animal companion.

Fendric: Your call to attention gets Hiritus and Shavah on their feet, although it wouldn't have taken them long to do so anyway. Both ready their weapons and wait.

Initiatives?
 


Init: 12

Nurthk drops the bow to one side, exchanging it for his double axe, then turns to whisper something in Griscle's ear [ooc: Magic Fang].

"Attack," he finishes with, pointing out the bear.

Griscle becomes a mottled grey blur as he charges the bear, then launching himself at its throat.

Griscle:
attack: 16, dmg: 7
 
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Init: 9

Oliver stands dumbstruck by the sight of the bear trundling through the brush towards the camp. ...Wow... He is standing, crossbow loose in his hand, aimed at nothing.

"Bear!" shouts Niccolo. Starting visibly the old man jumps as the camp springs into action.

Sweet mother of-- He dives to the side ditching his crossbow. Keep going, Seb. Just run. Don't look back. Twigs poke into inconvenient places as he rolls neatly onto his feet and begins to circle around the now feathered bear. Really. Take off. No need to get involved in this. Not your concern. A quiet rasp as the two short swords clear their scabbards, while the man moves through the underbrush. Run, you idiot. Run all the way back to... He moves steadily, keeping a wary eye on the bear's progress. ...to where? Hedrogura? Damn. Damn. He turns toward the bear, swords gleaming in the darkness. What are you thinking, Seb? He studies the bear, all thick matted fur, muscles and shivering fat as it moves. You're not really doing this. Not really. He flips one shortsword in his grip, blade facing downward. Don't do this, you idiot. He shakes his head. Shut up. I have to. Under his gloves his knuckles are white and his hands shake slightly.

Oliver has circled around to the side/rear of the bear and will move in next round to flank. See the OOC Thread for some questions.
 

Initiative: 13

Fendric, noticing that the bear seems undeterred, holds up his holy symbol and intones, "Holy Radiance, Bless These My Compatriots, that they may protect each other and survive to carry out their quest."

[Casts Bless. +1 Morale Bonus to Attacks and Saves vs. Fear for all allies within 50 ft. (should be everyone at this point). Lasts 4 minutes, or 24 rounds.]

Which way is the bear headed, or should I ask instead, which one of us is it headed toward?
 

Initiative Score:8

Niccolo keeps back and holds, prepared t move forward and aid his companions at need.

<Holding, will move forward and cast Cure light Wounds 1D8+4, rolled 6=10 Cured on first companion hit by the bear. Casting Defensively, of course>
 

Init 14 (8 + 6* Improved Initiative)

Realising that the attempt to calm the bear hasn't worked and also that the bears spirit may yet be too strong for him to control, he gnome gulps and quickly makes a run for the nearest bit of cover - anything behind a tree, a rock, or even a shrub.
Simultaneously reaching into his pack to pull a flask of alchemist fire.

Unwrapping the flask he tosses it towards the bear hoping that the flame will scare the creature off...
 

Following Raven, Shavah and Hiritus both move to cut off the bear before it reaches the main camp.

Orbril: Your alchemist's fire hits dead on-target, and the bears fur ignites. For the moment, though, it seems unrelenting -- although unconcerned with you, as well.

Fendric: Your spell is felt by all within the group (note: posted rolls further down are adjusted to account for this bonus.) As far as where the bear is headed, it doesn't seem fixated on a single target, but seems intent on entering the circle of your camp (by your next initiative, it will be clear that it is not interested in anyone who has engaged it -- which accounts for everyone except you, Niccolo, and Nurthk.)

Nurthk: Griscle's training appears not to have softened a bit, as his teeth sink down into the bears throat. Still, he doesn't appear to have drawn a deep wound; the trickle of blood can barely be seen in the night.

The bear responds immediately, raking a pair of claws across Griscle's body before responding with a bite of his own (claws hits AC 23, 15 damage, hits 30, 9 damage; bite hits 25, 15 damage).

Oliver: You find little trouble getting into position to flank the bear; it is distracted with Griscle at the moment, to the dog's misfortune, and seems primarily concerned with getting past anything in its way.

Raven: Your attack connects, stopping the bear in its tracks for at least a moment...

...enough time for Hiritus and Shavah to assume their positions at either side, creating a solid wall of sword against the bears forward progress, although both of their attacks fail to connect.

The alchemist's fire sizzles out on the bear's hide, and we are back to Orbril's initiative.
 

[Oh, no: I'm afraid Griscle is toast. That sucks. Is the bear within 35' of Fendric?]

Fendric, furious at the apparent demise of the group's beloved dog, tightens his grip on the silver sun medallion, and furrows his brow as he entreats his deity once again for aid. "Mighty Pelor, God of the Sun, Send Us an Ally, that we may turn the tide of battle and still live to serve."

Pelor responds almost immediately, interposing a 6-foot long beetle next to Hiritus and Shavah, directly in front of the bear. As if Fendric has known this creature from birth, he thinks a two-word thought, and as soon as he has thought it, the beetle carries it out, perfectly:

. o 0 O (Snugran, attack.)

[Fendric casts Summon Monster I: celestial giant bombardier beetle. Snugran will last four rounds after this one, or until he gets sent back to the plane he came from.

Stats are posted in the thread indicated at the link. I'm not sure, but I don't think he gets to take a shot at the bear until next round.]
 

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