[sblock=Encounter A3/4 - Temple Grounds: Round 7]
Afraid to turn his back on the girallon but knowing he must focus on the remaining lizardfolk, Rogan heads north towards the two lizardfolks the others are engaging. He attacks the blackscale that Brother Donovan had hurt previously, and with his dagger he stabs it easily. The lizard cries in pain and begins losing a lot of blood. (Attack vs 2e / *hit* 5 damage / hurt)
Jina joins in the effort to finish off the last of the lizardfolk by stepping forward and next to Brother Donovan on his left. She attacks the western one and lunges with her thinblade, connecting well. (Attack vs 2w / *hit* 13 damage / hurt)
Shaking his head, hoping 'the kid' elf can hold off the ape, Ari and his shadow go to work. He steps forward and puts himself directly across from Rogan and slightly across from Horatio. Onyx joins him forward and the monster hunter swings high with his blade, catching the easternmost blackscale and taking his head clean off! (Attack vs 2e / *hit* 14 damage / dead)
Jango moves a few feet west towards the girallon. Still concentrating, he ushers the makeshift club forward to poke the creature a bit more, then clubs the ground to make some noise.
Although the poking does no appreciable damage to the girallon and is more just an annoyance then anything worth defending against, the instincts of the creature kicks in and it takes off blindly through the underbrush. You all figure that being blinded and distracted was finally enough to change it's "fight" to "flight".
Aern moves further north and west, expecting to see the two other blackscales that were arriving from the northwest to reappear from behind the far side of the hut. However either the pair is remaining behind the hut, ducked inside of it, or are good at stealthing through the bushes.
Despite the smash to his leg, his holy shield's ability to turn aside many of the attacks further emboldens Donovan, and he redoubles his efforts to take down the remaining lizard in front of him. A mighty swing of his weapon and he hears the familiar *crack* of bone breaking, and the blackscale drops dead in front of him. (Attack vs 2w / *crit* 19 damage / dead)[/sblock]
The party breathes a quick sigh of relief as the battle comes to an end. Aern passes on the knowledge that there are at least still two more blackscales out there (although where they might be is unknown unless they quick rush ahead and scout. In addition, the large, forboding stone walls of the temple stand in the moonlight... and who knows what or who might still be in there at point.
The party quickly cleans their weapons and ponders their next move.
Afraid to turn his back on the girallon but knowing he must focus on the remaining lizardfolk, Rogan heads north towards the two lizardfolks the others are engaging. He attacks the blackscale that Brother Donovan had hurt previously, and with his dagger he stabs it easily. The lizard cries in pain and begins losing a lot of blood. (Attack vs 2e / *hit* 5 damage / hurt)
Jina joins in the effort to finish off the last of the lizardfolk by stepping forward and next to Brother Donovan on his left. She attacks the western one and lunges with her thinblade, connecting well. (Attack vs 2w / *hit* 13 damage / hurt)
Shaking his head, hoping 'the kid' elf can hold off the ape, Ari and his shadow go to work. He steps forward and puts himself directly across from Rogan and slightly across from Horatio. Onyx joins him forward and the monster hunter swings high with his blade, catching the easternmost blackscale and taking his head clean off! (Attack vs 2e / *hit* 14 damage / dead)
Jango moves a few feet west towards the girallon. Still concentrating, he ushers the makeshift club forward to poke the creature a bit more, then clubs the ground to make some noise.
Although the poking does no appreciable damage to the girallon and is more just an annoyance then anything worth defending against, the instincts of the creature kicks in and it takes off blindly through the underbrush. You all figure that being blinded and distracted was finally enough to change it's "fight" to "flight".
Aern moves further north and west, expecting to see the two other blackscales that were arriving from the northwest to reappear from behind the far side of the hut. However either the pair is remaining behind the hut, ducked inside of it, or are good at stealthing through the bushes.
Despite the smash to his leg, his holy shield's ability to turn aside many of the attacks further emboldens Donovan, and he redoubles his efforts to take down the remaining lizard in front of him. A mighty swing of his weapon and he hears the familiar *crack* of bone breaking, and the blackscale drops dead in front of him. (Attack vs 2w / *crit* 19 damage / dead)[/sblock]
The party breathes a quick sigh of relief as the battle comes to an end. Aern passes on the knowledge that there are at least still two more blackscales out there (although where they might be is unknown unless they quick rush ahead and scout. In addition, the large, forboding stone walls of the temple stand in the moonlight... and who knows what or who might still be in there at point.
The party quickly cleans their weapons and ponders their next move.
