Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney casts Daze on the Bugbear, nodding grimly as she sees Nicos drop. Good,the arrogant son of a goblin is hopefully dead so we've less to deal with. She thinks as she unleashes the spell and sweeps the crowd for any sign of trechery.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus will attack the bugbear on his turn, attempting to flank with the others.

 

[Mirth]

The dwarf brings his mace down on the back of Nicos, the head of the weapon smashing with a audible <crunch>, followed by the <thump> as the first Aporos son falls to the ground.

Tarowyn watches with surprise as Nicos' body falls to the ground, then looks up at Bhartus standing behind him, his mace held aloft. "Thanks for that, Priest," the elf smiles at the dwarf, then...

Jeeshank roars in response to Nicos' collapse and makes an especially clumsy, raged swip at Jericho with his Mornigstar. The bugbear only encounters air.

"You better get your healing ready, Brother, the D'orite's on his own again," Tarowyn says as he draws his bow fires two shots in rapid succession at the roaring beast (by that I mean the bugbear, not Jericho, although it's hard to tell them apart ).

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho slams his blade into Jeeshank's gullet...

"Ahk, a worthy kill indeed, I will make sure to speak well of your death, wretched beast..."

 

[jasamcarl]

In response to Whitney's works, the bugbear's head glows briefly, though the creature seems undetered in its goal of bashing Jericho's skull in.

One of Tarowyn's arrows sinks into Jeeshank's shoulder.

Jericho's blade runs right into the creature's gullet (critical), as intended. A blankness enters its eyes. The bugbear drops to its knees and then onto its face, sliding off the D'orite's sword, now painted red.

Out of Initiative. Four goblins remain alive, but unconsciese.

There is a brief silence from the crowd, followed by a fury of applause, probably from those who had betted on the Fists.

 

[Krug]

"Well that was a quick battle," he says, dismissing the badger. "Farewell, fanged one. Little sport for you today."

Bhartus will use his heal skill to revive Nicos, and if that fails will use a cure light wounds spell.

 

[Mirth]

As Tarowyn slings his bow across his back, he looks down at Nicos and then up at Bhartus, "I suppose we'd better check to see if the braining you gave him did him in for good, Priest. The sheriff will be here soon."

OOC: I guess I was posting at the same time as you, Krug.

 

[jasamcarl]

The priest attempt to heal Nicos, but the noble does not respond. Before Bhartus is able to call upon Moradin's grace, Nicos stops breathing.

Missed it by one round.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho takes a moment to take Jeeshank's head, and raises it high, before throwing it at one of the nobles, making a mess of their pretty clothes.

"You pathetic swine, taking pity in the death and murder of those who cannot defend themselves. Is this the strength of your nobility? Is the strength of your lands, hah! You are all but sheep, cowardly sheep, be off with yah, and I hope ye enjoy your bood money. Spend it wisely for the sins on your heart will weigh heavy, sheep, and in the end you will be damned!"

Jericho spits in disgust.

"I would kill ye all, if I thought it would serve any good," he mutters more to himself then anyone else.

Jericho growls, and turns to go...

"Our task here is done," he leaves.

 

[Krug]

"Uh wait Jericho..." Bhartus says.

"As agreed, all slaves are to be freed!" Bhartus shouts. "All!" Bhartus says, menacingly.

Yeap just too late. Ah well.. maybe his daddy will raise him.