(Casual D&D III) The Man in Black

[Guilt Puppy]

(OOC: No need to apologize -- I encourage your guys to post actions ahead of time, as it helps combats get resolved quicker. I just don't want to penalize anyone for it.)

As Fendric repositions himself, the stag turns toward the target that has injured it the most thus far, bearing down with its antlers at great speed and concluding its charge with a massive lift toward Raven's frame. (Attack 17, Damage 49.) As it makes it moves, Hiritus and Justice both have a free opening to strike: The horse misses again, but Hiritus' longsword catches, leaving one more large gash among what are now many in the beast's earthen surface. (Hope you don't mind that I rolled the AoO's myself, for time's sake...)

(Relevant meta report: Oliver, Shavah, Aerda and Nurthk are all in threat of being charged, at the moment. Raven is currently in a threatened space, so either moving more than five feet or firing his bow from his current position would provoke an AoO, if the stag has one available at that time.)


Tatlock 24
Fendric 20
Stag 17
Hiritus 16
Oliver 14
Raven 12
Niccolo 10
Nurthk 9
Aerda 8
Shavah 1

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[DrZombie]

NOT DEAD YET (1 hp)

Raven looks down in surprize at the piece of antler stuck in his abdomen. He can feel the blood soak down his legs and pool into his boots.
Damn. Those were new boots. is all his befuddled mind can think of.

He stumbles back five feet, and looks into the eyes of the beast. With a bloody grin he reaches for his quiver and fires a last volley at point blank range.
Antler this you sucker

(OOC the 5' step should put me beyond the beasts' range. I hope . If not, well... we'll see.
12+10=22 dmg 6
12+8=20 dmg 12
7+18=25 dmg7)

 

[Guilt Puppy]

What face the thing once had is reduced in three sharp bursts to a fog of dust and falling clod by Raven's barrage. The rest of the stag totters for a moment, then falls to the ground, crumbling unceremoniously into the earth below.

Within moments, the hailstorm is gone as well, although the dark clouds above do not appear to be finished.

(Out of turn a bit, sure, but seemed like a good spot to wrap the encounter up.

XP:

Fendric: 450
Raven: 450
Oliver: 450
Nurthk: 425
Aerda: 400
Niccolo: 400)

 

[dpdx]

Hiritus prepares himself for another mounted charge (I could get used to this, I think...) when it all comes crashing down at once. The beast explodes, and Raven now stands there in front of him, covered in blood from the stomach down.

Justice halts the two in front of him, and Hiritus bounds off his horse, laying on hands to Raven for the maximum extent possible (15 points), Hiritus helps Raven over to Oliver and sits him down beside the injured man.

[Will post a Fendric later.]

 

[Festy_Dog]

Nurthk sits Oliver against a tree now that the battle is over. He casts a worried look towards the old man before moving over to check on Raven. On the way there he deactivates his weapon's flames.

"Nice job," Nurthk says, impressed but not very talkative.

 

[DrZombie]

Raven looks at the wound on his stomach, seeing it close partially before his very eyes.

"Thank you Hiritus." he says, grasping the Paladin in a forearm-handshake as is the custom of northlander warriors. "It was a good fight. For a moment there I thought that would be the end of me. How's the old geezer?"

 

[dpdx]

Fendric slumps a little, the adrenaline rush evident in his face as he stares wide-eyed at what just happened. Casting his eyes at the Sun, the cleric whispers a benediction of gratitude to Pelor for not failing him in this battle.

Having thus gathered himself, he glances over at the two wounded warriors. He jogs over to the copse of trees where they sit, and immediately sets to work:

Searing Light -> Cure Serious Wounds: 3d8+7=26 points healed (Raven)
Cure Serious Wounds: 3d8+7=19 points healed (Oliver)

"Where has young Master Tatlock gone?," he asks no one in particular.

 

[DrZombie]

The new, fresh Raven (42/50 hp)

"Tatlock? Bugger, who the hell summoned these things?" Without hesitation, Raven pulls another arrow from his quiver and looks around, scanning the area for enemy activity.

(OOC search 8+2=10)

 

[Guilt Puppy]

Tatlock comes jogging back to camp when he sees things are safe.

"Can't see anyone else 'round here... Are you okay?" He stops short of Raven, looking across the bloody torn clothes and other indicators of violence which remain.

Shavah makes her way over and, tentatively, begins pawing through the mound of dirt which had been so recently an enemy. She shakes her head lightly, bothered.

(Edit: Oh yeah, Spot checks everyone.)

 

[Festy_Dog]

Nurthk is somewhat inobservant of events following the conflict.

[Spot: 10]

Seeing that Raven is back on his feet again Nurthk returns to where Oliver is and checks on his condition.