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

ooc a celestial bug named Snugran? - wow!!!!

IC

As the Bear continues its charge Orbril takes note that it does not seem intent on attack but rather has been drawn to something else within the camp

"wait" he desperately calls to the others as the bear goes pass "the bear isn't attacking us, let it pass in to the camp. Something there is its goal!"

Of course by now it ois too late the dog has been thrown down and the swords are drawn around the beast...
 

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Niccolo, heedless of danger, moves forward and (Defensively) casts his Cure Light Wounds on the poor Dog <1D8+4...as before, healed 10HP...if he isn't dead yet>.
 

To divert the attentions of the bear from his smaller companions Raven roars defiantly in the face of the bear "Cm'on you moth-eaten carpet. HERE I AM. ROAAAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA" as he strikes again with all his might(power attack) +16 10dmg. (thanks for the bless)
 

Nurthk winces as Griscle is practically torn in two.

Cuthbert will reward him for his valour.

With that Nurthk charges the bear, intent on keeping it out of the camp.

"For the Old Scar!" he bellows.

He rushes at the bear, bringing a savage axe head around in a broad arc.

Nurthk:
attack: 17, dmg: 16
 
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Fendric: Snugran blocks the bears path; will attack next round.

Nurthk: Your axe lands dead on its mark, opening a large wound across the back of the bear's neck.

The bear is still more concerned with "the front line", so to speak -- Hiritus, Shavah, and Snugran, at the moment. It raises up on its hind legs, then drops its weight claws across Hiritus and Shavah, tearing open massive wounds on both; Shavah falls, but Hiritus manages to remain on his feet, barely holding on to his sword. Continuing this same motion, the bear clamps its jaws down in one determined strike on Snugran's head, leaving the beetle twitching on the ground at its feet -- and an unobstructed path toward camp. (Snugran's at -1 hp)

Oliver: (will be filled in once Sparky posts, and before the bear acts again)

Niccolo: (I'm guessing that even if Griscle is still alive, you'd heal Shavah at this point anyway, but correct me if I'm wrong.) Shavah opens her eyes gagging, too much underneath the bear to stand at this point, but at least not dying.

Raven: Your sword carves another deep mark in the bear's side -- as hurt as it is by this point, it's a wonder it hasn't fled.

Shavah grabs her sword and stabs up from under the bear -- it's difficult to see, but from the way its bulk tilts inward toward her momentarily, it seems that she's scored a hit. Hiritus also scores a grazing blow, but it's only a scratch compared to what the beast has seemingly shrugged off already.

Battlefield update:

Orbril's off in the bushes a few feet behind the bear. Niccolo and Hiritus are in front of the bear, although between them (where Shavah and the beetle fell) it has a pretty straight line on Fendric, who is about ten yards away. Shavah and Snugran are under the bear. Nurthk and Raven are engaged in melee to the bear's left, and Oliver has crept over to the right. Note that anyone engaged in melee should easily be able to take a five-foot-step into flanking position with someone at this point.
 

Distracted by the attack on the people he swore to protect, Raven takes a five foot step to flank the bear but fails to connect (can't win 'em all rolled a 1)
 

Nurthk moves to take advantage of Raven's flanking, and places himself directly into the path of the bear. He shifts his grip on his weapon to incorporate both blades before lashing out again.

Nurthk:
attack: 17, dmg: 7
attack: 20, dmg: 4
 


After missing with his first stab, Oliver makes a deep wound in the creature's thigh... Its weight shifts uneasily, but it continues forward...

...and directly into the path of Nurthk's turning axeheads. The first connects deeply, and the bear begins to sway with a hollow groan; the second is enough to silence it. It collapses to the ground as Shavah rolls out from beneath.

"I hate animals," she says flatly, trying in vain to wipe away the thick layer of blood -- the bear's and her own -- which has accumulated on her face and armor.

After a brief game of who-heals-who she and Hiritus have sorted out their wounds entirely.

"So," she asks. "Back to sleep?"

(And of course, XP:

Nurthk: 500
Oliver: 500
Fendric: 480
Raven: 450
Niccolo: 430
Orbril: 390
)
 

Panting from the adrenalin-rush, Raven walks back to the camp. He picks up and cleans his longbow, then cleans and oils his two-hander, sliding it back into the scabbard when he's satisfied. He looks as if he's pondering something.
"Orbril, I don't know what you can or can't do with your magic, but,... Running straight at a bear and then , well, failing in whatever you where doing, was not a brilliant idea, you know... Might wanna be a bit more carefull next time. Less people will get hurt that way.... If you don't mind me saying so."
 

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