Alarion 23
Soulfetter 23
Thea 18
Sentran the Violet 15
Raul 10
Jonas 10
Archer 9
Swarm 8
Darius 5
Brae 1
"By Morwyn and Meda! What devilry is this!" Alarion stops, drops his javelin, and takes a torch from his pack. He quickly lights it by striking a piece of flint 'gainst his shield, and prepares to meet the oncoming beasties. "My friends, if one of you has some oil flasks, I believe this is the time to use them!"
"Oh, crap."
With no way to retreat and unable to see any other options, SoulFetter mentally rolls up his sleeves and resigns himself to the pain that is surely coming his way. He continues his steady slogging through the muck toward the mill, and prepares to slap and smack some beetles. He keeps an eye peeled for the archer's return. The hulking Urgant skirts the edge of the swarm and after a tentative swing or two quickly discovers that his mundane attacks are useless against the great mass of bugs.
Thea was quite nearly caught off guard by the sudden approach of the swarming beetle-like creatures. She knew almost none of her spells worked on that sort of thing, and mundane weapons weren't much use either- so it was time to get away from them. Taking advantage of the mobility provided by her spell, she moved back towards some of her other compatriots.
Sentran the Violet makes his startling entrance and begins to clean himself up with a minor spell.
Raul continues on his way towards the barn (towards O54) at top speed. I need to get that archer out of commission, thinks Raul. Hearing Brae's warning he looks towards the window but sees nothing.
Jonas spends a moment calming Bruno who is more than a little disturbed by Sentran's method of transportation.
The swarm advances on the largest group of Constables.
As the swarm begins to form in front of Thea and Soulfetter, Darius moves in their direction to engage the swarm while reaching for his torches. Discovering that he's discarded all of his torches for sunrods, Darius swears never to rely on new technology again. Darius is hastily wrapping dry swamp grass around a couple of sunrods to create makeshift torches when the centripedal apparition crosses overhead and evaporates, leaving behind a muddy wizard. Having dropped his 'torches' to draw a bead on the new arrival, Darius's angry challenge is barely stopped by Thea's startled identification of Sentran. Again putting away his bow, he kneels to light his makeshift torches and, once they're lit, he moves to engage the swarm.
"Raul!" calls Brae, trying to keep up with the quick monk as the man runs gracefully across the swampy ground. Ware the archer in the barn window!"