Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[Krug]

Bhartus fires his crossbow at the Ogre that Whitney just wounded. "Down, damn you!" He gets ready to follow Jericho into battle after this round.

 

[jasamcarl]

The dwarf's bolt lodges in the ogre's chest, a roar being emitted from the ugly maw in response, though amazing the creature still stands.

Whitney and Norri are up.

 

[Krug]

"Damn it by the beard of Mertos! Why doesn't he fall?" The dwarf swears.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney grimaces as the beast remains standing and pulls her crossbow out and lines it up on the beast, taking a shot as soon as she can. "Why can't I ever find a good wand of fire or something."

 

[Festy_Dog]

"I'm sorry about me aim everyone, but since they're getting close so fast I have a better chance of hitting," Norri says.

He loads and fires again, taking more care this time.

 

[Tokiwong]

"I'm sorry about me aim everyone, but since they're getting close so fast I have a better chance of hitting," Norri says.

He loads and fires again, taking more care this time.

Jericho howls...

"I can smell their foul breath, I can't wait to carev the bastards up like little lambs, with big clubs!"

Jericho waves his blade, challenging the ogres, standing his ground.

 

[jasamcarl]

Whitney's bolt lodges itself in the chest of the greatclub wielding ogre. The creature appears especially bloody, but remains undettered in his charge towards Jericho. The halfling's bolt, on the other hand, is fated to touch only air and ground.

Tarowyn and Jericho are up.

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn runs forward to Jericho's side while firing two more arrows, this time at the ogre with the club. "Jericho's gonna be down if we don't back him up quick!" the elf shouts at the others. After he is done firing, he draws his rapier and dagger and joins the D'orite in melee.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho screamas and attacks with full force, bringing his shield to defend himself.

"Yaleleleleleleleleli!!!!"

 

[jasamcarl]

One of Tarowyn's arrows strikes the ogre true through its chest armor. It collapses with a thud in midstride. Mourn's arrow buzzes past the head of the ogre still charging into the party.

The remaining ogre brandishing the longspear points the tip of its weapon towards Jericho's chest, charging into the D'ortie. The spear reaches past the warrior's shield and smashes into the chainmail armor around the arm, grazing off of it with a spark.

Jericho takes 13. The longspear's reach did not allow you to use your readied action.

Bhartus is up. One ogre still stands, 10ft from Tarowyn and Jericho and 30 from the rest of the party.