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<blockquote data-quote="Manzanita" data-source="post: 1393095" data-attributes="member: 10109">Round2Ehldannis releases an arrow at a gnoll, as it emerges from the doorway ahead. It flies true to the center of the humanoid's chest, but deflects off a metal stud, and does little damage.&nbsp;Tullius has seen no emerging threats from the rear of the party. Mendicus nevously faces the rear, holding his torch high, and gripping and regripping the handle of his long sword.&nbsp;Brioc slashes forward again with his scimitar. This time his blade burries itself in the gnoll's throat, and it falls with a last gurgling bark.&nbsp;By now the corridor has exploded into frenzied shouts and combat, as the gnolls charge the party, and Octar shoulders his way forward. Dhormium steps back to allow the sturdier fighter take the fore. The wolf, unused to the underground and confused, backs away with hackles raised. Marcus also tries to advance into the NW corner, but finds no room to move. He satisties himself with raising his lantern high.&nbsp;The new gnolls seem to be armed with steel battle axes and large hide-covered sheilds. One leaps over his falling brethern, hacking overhand at Brioc. Again, the Britain's defenses are penetrated, the axe deflecting painfully off the side of his head. (5 pts). Another gnoll charges Octar, just as he elbows past Dhormium. Its axe deflects off the Roman's steel sheild. Octar's ripose neatly guts the creature, and its forward momentum slams it into his sheild anyway. It then crumples to the floor.&nbsp;Meanwhile, Dhormium's bless spell is felt by the party.&nbsp; The familiar flow of purpose and confidence infuses the party, though perhaps invoking the sad memory of Nathaniel's inspiring orations.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Manzanita, post: 1393095, member: 10109"] [b]Round2[/b] Ehldannis releases an arrow at a gnoll, as it emerges from the doorway ahead. It flies true to the center of the humanoid's chest, but deflects off a metal stud, and does little damage. Tullius has seen no emerging threats from the rear of the party. Mendicus nevously faces the rear, holding his torch high, and gripping and regripping the handle of his long sword. Brioc slashes forward again with his scimitar. This time his blade burries itself in the gnoll's throat, and it falls with a last gurgling bark. By now the corridor has exploded into frenzied shouts and combat, as the gnolls charge the party, and Octar shoulders his way forward. Dhormium steps back to allow the sturdier fighter take the fore. The wolf, unused to the underground and confused, backs away with hackles raised. Marcus also tries to advance into the NW corner, but finds no room to move. He satisties himself with raising his lantern high. The new gnolls seem to be armed with steel battle axes and large hide-covered sheilds. One leaps over his falling brethern, hacking overhand at Brioc. Again, the Britain's defenses are penetrated, the axe deflecting painfully off the side of his head. (5 pts). Another gnoll charges Octar, just as he elbows past Dhormium. Its axe deflects off the Roman's steel sheild. Octar's ripose neatly guts the creature, and its forward momentum slams it into his sheild anyway. It then crumples to the floor. Meanwhile, Dhormium's bless spell is felt by the party. The familiar flow of purpose and confidence infuses the party, though perhaps invoking the sad memory of Nathaniel's inspiring orations. [/QUOTE]

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