Feint Whispers Chapter #4: The Hallowed Hills

Whitney steps back and slashes outwards with her dagger, "I hated these things when I studied them at the academy!" Mist's yowl is pitiful as she tries to stay on Whitney's shoulder, her claws catching on her cloak.
 

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Whitney's swing hits only air as Bhartus' mace swings down hard on the insect, leaving only a splotch.

Jericho feels two simultaenous piercing pains as the stirges' needle-like noses enter his exposed skin.

Jericho takes 6 points of (temp)) constitutions damage.

Jericho is up.
 




Jericho, with one clean motion of his bastard sword, is able to slice through both of the stirges, leaving slight blemishes on his black armor.

The stirge hovering near Whitney attempted to make a dive for the Lady, but the wizard is able to dodge. Bhartus and Tarowyn swing and slash at it, but both are unable to connect. The vermin finally sucumbs to Whitney's arcane bolts, falling to the floor.

Out of Initiative. I made a few assumptions since the outcome seemed set. Let me if this post didn't reflect your intent.
 
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"I feel just fine..." Jericho collapses... his body feeling quite weak.. though still awake... he feels quite drained... "just fine..."
 

Bhartus will see if he can do anything for Jericho with his heal skill. "Surely that insect didn't do that much damage to you, D'orite?"
 

Krug said:
Bhartus will see if he can do anything for Jericho with his heal skill. "Surely that insect didn't do that much damage to you, D'orite?"

"I feel fine.. Bhartus... just a bit... tired... just a smidge..." Jericho stands slowly, "Lets continue, I can still fight!"
 
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"For once let the priest do his work Jericho.. bravado is unneeded when you've been as skilled in sword play as you are." looks to Bhartus. "So how is our D'orite mule, aside from his usual stubborness? I would ask him but experience has shown he down plays his wounds." smiles at Jericho.
 

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