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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 6669801" data-attributes="member: 11146">COMBAT, Round 2Initiative:Father Spec 21Colden 17Orcs 14Roscoe 13Guran 4Fulgrim 2[hr][/hr]Conscious of the onslaught of foes, Father Spec draws down sacred flames once more, as he speaks again the mystic phrase, "Genetheo phos."  The burly Orc Bodyguard 1 tried to duck, but Spec's holy fire caught it, once again blistering the orc's skin, dealing 1 point of damage.  The creature burst into flame and toppled to the stone floor of the room, dead or dying.Colden smiled grimly at the gore unfolding inside the room.  He drew another handaxe and launched it at the unwounded Orc Bodyguard 2.  This creature was craftier than it looked; it ably dodged Colden's handaxe, letting the weapon fall untouched to the floor.Orc Bodyguard 2 eyed Colden and Spec, then swung at Roscoe.  The Halfling was small, true, but it was the closest target within reach.  The orc swiped with its falchion, <a href="http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=94416" target="_blank">hitting</a> Roscoe for <a href="http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=94418" target="_blank">2 points of damage.</a>  Roscoe felt the hit; he could tell his totem spirit had afforded him protection.  Must have been the rage-induced thickened hide or perhaps the fine pelt of hair he seemed to be sprouting.<s>Smelly</s> Dumb Orc's eyes widened in confusion.  It looked at Spec, who stood just beyond the open doorway, speaking strange incantations and raining down holy fire, and the fearsome Colden, who thus far had flung at least two axes that had whizzed overhead with alarming speed, and scampered toward the southwestern corner.  [ooc]<s>Smelly</s> Dumb Orc disengages.[/ooc]As firebolts, flying handaxes, and sacred flames danced around from the hands of his comrades, the Halfling Barbarian eyed Orc Bodyguard 2 and shouted maniacally while sending his short sword into the abdomen of the foe.  The weapon slice through leather jerkin and flesh, dealing 10 points of damage.Fulgrim slipped into the room, intent on bashing or blasting anything still standing.  <s>Smelly</s> Dumb Orc cowering in the near corner just to Fulgrim's left got Fulgrim's attention.  He raised and swung his warhammer at the cowardly beast, but the orc grimaced and shrunk even further against the wall.  Fulgrim missed.[ooc]Everyone has gone this round except for Guran.     [MENTION=61026]tuxgeo[/MENTION], please state what you wish Guran to do for Round 2.[/ooc][gm]STATUS:Orc Guard: 0/12 (dead)Tough Orc: 0/18 (dead)Smelly Orc: 0/14 (dead)Orc Bodyguard 1: 0/15 (dead)Orc Bodyguard 2: 5/15Dumb Orc: 12/12 (disengaged, cowering)[/gm]</blockquote>

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