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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nonamazing" data-source="post: 1988074" data-attributes="member: 12118">Floe continues tossing fire at the oncoming creatures, causing another gargoyle to steam up and melt slightly.  She is slightly surprised to see Karthak appearantly casting the same spell: a small sphere of flame materializes in the tall stranger's hand.  But Karthak's spell has a significantly different effect.  He tosses the fireball into the center of the Flock, where it explodes with a terrible flash that temporarily blinds all of you.  There is a sound like rain, and when your eyes clear--after a few seconds of furious blinking--you notice that five of the gargoyles have vanished, obliterated by the half-elf's powerful magic. The dogs whine and bark nervously, huddling closer to the sled.  The flock begins to pass overhead--to your surprise, about half of the gargoyles increase their speed and keep heading north.  Are they planning on circling back?  The rest drop down all around you, their icy limbs creaking.  Three of the creature land just in front of Floe and begin menacingly advancing toward her, while three others crowd around Barandurr and Toshanharath.  The remaining three land on the other side of the sled, next to Mong, Norderil and Karthak. Norderil, having retrieved his weapon as the creatures made their final approach, strikes out as the first creature lands next to him, but his blow does little more than make a few fine cracks in the creature's frozen body.  Barandurr and Toshanharath, standing back to back, have a bit better luck--Barandurr's mighty hammer blow melts and shatters a gargoyle's head, while Toshanharath's strike neatly cleaves away one of his foe's arms.  The arm lands, still writing and grasping, near the dogs, who bark at it fearfully. Barandurr smiles with satisfaction at his headless opponent, but recoils in surprise a moment later as the decapitated monster lurches at him, it's claws piercing through steel and leather to tear at the dwarf's breast.  Barandurr winces slightly in pain, then shakes his head vigorously, ignoring the bitter cold that seeps into the wound.  Another gargoyle takes a swipe at Toshanharath, but the clever warrior easily brings his shield to bear, deflecting the terrible blow.  The one armed gargoyle grabs Toshanharath's sword, forcing him slightly off balance.  It maintains a surprisingly tight hold on the crystal blade, which begins to show signs of freezing. Norderil ducks under the flailing claws, bumping into the sled as he backs up.  One of the other creatures gets a lucky blow across Karthak's brow, sending blood spiraling into the air.  The wound instantly freezes, and the wizard cries out in pain. Mong stands her ground, staring down a severely disfigured gargoyle that limps toward her on a half-melted leg.  She nimbly moves back out of it's grasp, stepping up onto the sled's runners.  Then, from only a few feet away, she sends a pair of arrows thudding into and through the creature's head, one into each eye socket.I will post the mechanical breakdown of the combat in about an hour (I have a brief appointment to keep).  There are nine gargoyles in the sky, and nine on the ground (all of the ones on the ground are damaged in some way.  More details soon--hang on.</blockquote>

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