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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rhun" data-source="post: 3183868" data-attributes="member: 29098">Without hesitation Sir Merrick moves to the right to engage the closest armed bandit, stalking around the wagon that blocks any direct approach.Seeing Ciaran is outnumbered Zirat moves to him and calls to the bandit in front of him “Hey, chicken sh*t, let's see from what are you made of. Come and face the champion!” With that he swings his chain in the air and tries to land it on the man's torso. The spiked chain slashes in, actually catching the man in the head, and opening a bloody, ragged gash down the side of his face and neck. The man growls, and clasps his bastard sword with both hands and strikes back at the Champion. His blade penetrates Zirat’s defenses, opening a deep gash across his stomach. ”You will die, champion,” he spits.One of the nearby bandit’s tries to take advantage of Zirat’s distraction, but the Champion is ready and lashes out with his chain as the man approaches. Although the chain doesn’t strike true, it puts the bandit off balance, and he is unable to plunge his blade into Zirat.Having injured one and grimacing at the fact that he's alone on this side of the wagon, Deren grabs another dagger and throws it at the wounded bandit, hoping to help reduce their numbers further. The blade flies true, piercing the man’s throat. He clutches at his throat and gurgles, falling to the road a moment later.Ciaran's steed gallops ahead on the path and stands his ground, menacingly. Ciaran pulls out his crossbow and levels it toward the bandits.The bandit fighting Aeron makes a wild swing with his sword, but his blade too is off of its mark. Aeron’s mace however, is dead on, the crack of the man’s skull echoes across the battlefield.The Master turns, to see Merrick approaching, and begins speaking the words of a spell. Ciaran casts first, though, and a bolt of bluish-white light streaks through the air, striking the armor-clad man. Despite the pain the man feels from the spell, he manages to complete his own casting and Merrick suddenly finds himself frozen in place, unable to move.OOC:Merrick 17: move to M17; save vrs hold person 7 (failure) – held 5 roundsZirat 17: attack vrs Lt “20” (threat), confirm 20 (critical), damage 21; AoO vrs G2 11 (failure)Deren 13: attack vrs G1 18 (success), damage 8Lt 13:  attack vrs Zirat 19 (success), damage 10G2 12: attack vrs Zirat 13 (failure)G3 12: attack vrs Aeron 9 (failure)Aeron 8: attack vrs G3 21 (success), damage 7Ciaran 8: readied action, cast magic missile vrs Master, damage 4Master 8: Concentration check 21, cast hold person vrs MerrickPC Condition SummaryZirat: 12/22Merrick: Held, 5 roundsOpponent Condition Summary – Players no look!!![sblock]G1: -3/12G2: 12/12G3: -4/12G4: -2/12G5: -7/12G6: -4/12Lt: 17/38Master: 37/41[/sblock]MAP:<a href="http://img462.imageshack.us/my.php?image=battle3wi2.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img462.imageshack.us/img462/6703/battle3wi2.th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></a></blockquote>[/QUOTE]

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