Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[KaintheSeeker]

OOC: On Whitney's turn, she's going to help tend to the wounded since it's pretty sure that no one on the other side will be standing when she gets her turn.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus and the badger will attack the remaining Evenwood, flanking him.

 

[Talindra]

Ardoss attacks the remaining noble as well, still attempting to prevent actually harming him.

 

[jasamcarl]

Ardoss, Bhartus, and the summoned badger attack the noble simultaneously, but Ardoss is unable to connect owing to his attempt to use the the flat side of his blade in such a way as to not kill the young man. Bhartus, on the other hand, is able to bring his heavy mace down on the back of the Evenwood as the badger takes a bite out of his foot; he collapses to the ground, dying.

Out of combat, though the young noble is currently at -3.

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn sheathes his blades as the last Evenwood falls.

"Youth, idiocy and hostility don't equal nobility…" the elf says as he surveys the four 'nobles' lying on the ground, "…only death."

As he watches Bhartus tend to the dying boy (OOC: assumption on my part ), he turns to Ardoss, "Let's at least bind the two that Whitney put under, so we won't have to kill them too."

 

[Talindra]

Ardoss growls his assent, looking at neither Jericho nor Bhartus, and moves to help Tarowyn bind the sleeping men.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus uses his heal skill to stabilise those he can save, and cure light wounds to cure those whom he cannot. "One death is enough," he says.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho draws out a cloth and cleans the edge of his blade... and looks to the Evenwood estate proper...

"I think that got his attention... call a D'orite weak..." he spits.

Jericho looks down to the dying Evenwood noble...

"Lets hurry up and finish this... I am getting hungry."

 

[Talindra]

"Yes, we should finish this, as we are likely to be asked to leave town in the very near future....." Ardoss mutters, not looking up from his work.

 

[jasamcarl]

Bhartus' badger fades out of view as the priest successfully stabalizes the wounded aristocrat while Ardoss and Tarowyn bind those who fell to Whitney's tricks.

Just moments later a yell erupts from the manor, "FREEBOOTERS! You want me!? I, Darven Evenwood, am here! Come and claim me! And I will claim vengeance for young Joseph!" He stands a full 6ft tall, long blonde hair ,flowing from under his helm, draped across his shoulders which is covered by a breastplate, a longsword in the right hand, a large steel shield in his left. Pointing to Jericho, "You first sand scum!"

Initiative: Darven, Bhartus, Tarowyn, Jericho, Ardoss, Whitney

Darven stands 140ft away from the party. He runs directly towards Jericho, coming to within 60ft of the D'orite. You can hear the clanking of his armor become more pronounced as he nears.

Bhartus is up.