8 - Duder (duder)
Delay to Init 7
7 - Omigawd (duder)
Omigawd casts something and touches Duder's shoulder. Duder looks relieved, but all three of the dwarven team are watching the air around them warily.
(note: "warily" = defensive casting)
7 - Duder (duder)
Warily (and somewhat shakily), Duder casts a spell and lifts into the air to the top of the little force dome (+10 ft). He watches all around himself, and looks ready for anything to pop out of anywhere.
The events of the round appear to have shaken him a bit.
6 - Mang (duder)
Mang, also glancing warily around, takes the time to wring his hands as he cowers in his patch of the dome.
3 - Mr Buffles (DM with a vengence)
DOUBLE MOVE: 80 ft to (11,27)-(15,28)
Mr Buffles seems intent on making a stand with Mrs. Stampy, to avenge the deaths of his friends.
3 - Mr Duffles (DM with a vengence)
FULL ROUND: Runs 160 ft to (37,52)-(38,55)
Throwing caution to the winds, Mr Duffles hauls ass for Mrs. Stampy. Vengeance awaits no bear, even an oversized one.
3 - Mr Huffles (DM with a vengence)
Mr Huffles manages to crack the skull of Polar Bear #6 and gives a howl of triumph. It can barely be heard over the wind at this point, but it sounds pretty pleased.
3 - Summoned Polar Bear 2 (DM with a vengence)
"I am not a number, I am a free man!"
"You are number six. I am number two."
Incoherent yell
"I am not a number, and you... YOU. ARE. DEAD."
Who will be the new number two? Stay tuned next week!
3 - Mr Stampy (DM with a vengence)
Sniff. Sniff. As Mr. Stampy charges at those he believes ruined the grass, he passes a fiiine patch. His vengeance shall wait.
The lumbering elephant comes to a near instant halt and practically plows his face (tusks and all) into the turf.
Mmmmmmmmm MMM! That's some fine grass.