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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nonlethal Force" data-source="post: 2628279" data-attributes="member: 35788">Round ThreeKeryth steps forward and swings at the fighter in position 2 and connects before he can recover completely from being stunned.  The morningstar punctures the fighter's breastplate armor and crushes the armor down around the fighter's chest.  Having a serious chest wound on top of having difficulty breathing - the fighter falls backwards and rolls off of the table.  It is clear that he is dying.Pwent charges the fighter in position 1 and manages to connect with his flying leap.  The force of the blow causes the fighter to fly backwards off of the table.  He lands awkwardly and bashes his head against the wall behind the table.  The fighter instantly loses consciousness, and it appears that he too will not live more than a few more seconds.Bahruul leaps up onto the table and slashes his sword down upon Dirk.  Dirk is caught off guard by this maneuver as he prepares to fend off Byntrou.  The Bous' greatsword slices through Dirk's armor and crushes his collarbone.  Instantly, the armor over Dirk's shoulder is covered in blood and Dirk falls to the ground under the force of Bahruul's blow.  As Byntrou prepares to swing, Bahruul looks to him and says, "Sorry, herdmate.  I guess I got overzealous.  Didn't mean to take away your fun."  A smile crosses his face as he turns to the merchant.Dreeves speaks, "Whoa now, wait a minute here.  When .. uh ... I was hired to disuade you from following the goblin I didn't realize you had such ... uh ... talents.  I'll tell you what.  You spare my life and I'll tell you where you can find the goblin.  Oh, and I'll even tell you that this goblin has all your stuff.  Well, except that bow with the neat engraving on the handle.  That was ... unfortunately as it would seem at this moment ... sold."  He pauses for a moment.  "But not by me!  The goblin sold it, saying he needed to pay off a debt and the bow would do the trick!"The merchant appears to be unarmed and is not making any overt tactical gestures.  In fact, his body language is almost bordering on being prepared to grovel for his life.  The merchant's two table mates look over to Dreeves and from under their hoods which veil their faces they add, "If this is as good as your protection is, I believe we are not interested in your services after all.  I hear there is another merchant, though.  Gerogas, I believe.  Perhaps we will see if we can retain his services instead."The two look to the oarty and only then is it possible to see under the hoods that barred their faces.  Clearly, they are hobgoblins.  One speaks in his gruff voice, "We are in your debt - horned ones and your friends.  You have saved us from frivolously spending our hard earned gold on this excuse of a Black Market dealer.  We have no quarrel with you and request your leave to allow us go and be done with this place."Seemingly out of knowhere, Gav walks up from behind the party with a knowing smile on his face.  "I have what I came here to get, gentlemen."  The smile broadens to a toothy grin.Byntrou:[Sblock]Technically you have one round of action left should you desire to take it against any of the dying fighters or against the merchant Dreeves.  I will honor that action should you choose to want it.[/Sblock]</blockquote>

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