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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hewligan" data-source="post: 4927879" data-attributes="member: 19688">Init Order: Jokad (20), Scarecrow (<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2244870/" target="_blank">11</a>), Danth (10), Mal (7), Jovik (no roll, so last)Kael has fallen, and with him the party have suffered their first real taste of the danger that is inherent in what they do. Jovik thinks briefly of the pain it would cause to his mother if he were to die in some hell-hole like this. Danth offers the briefest of prayers, but fixes his mind on the fact that Kael is going to be snatched back from the boatman long before he reaches the domain of his own personal God. Jokad, well Jokad doesn't really do reflection in times like these. Jokad does fury.Jokad bristles when he hears Mals whimper. He doesn't need to look over to understand what it means. He nostrils flare further as he stares daggers at the monstrosity. With a flick of his blood soaked forearm and wrist he casts his shield aside and holds Whitefire in a mighty two-hand grip. Without looking back at Danth or Jovik he barks, "Get help. I will do all I can."And then he lunges into the monstrosity delivering two thunderous cuts that would have felled small trees.The scarecrow is rocked by the fury of the blows, the wounds they have opened revealing a confused mass of raw tissue and ligament underneath the thick layer of leathery flesh. It bellows in rage and pain as a deep, ragged cut across its belly still smolders with the magic of Whitefire.It is hurt, and for the first time Jokad senses fear in its eyes. It turns from him and tries to flee towards the door of the tower."The burning hurts!" It hollers in its half childish-half guttural voice.Danth, sensing a rare opening, calls down the might of his Goddess and sends a stunning ray of bright light that surges into the body of the Scarecrow, making his myriad of veins and stitchwork stand out in bright contrast for the briefest of moments. The creature yells in extreme pain as the spell powers through him, but somehow, it still manages to stumble towards the exit.OOC: Scarecrow is now at -76hp. Please roll for any AoO, if available, and I need Jovik's attack. Otherwise, please roll for next round.</blockquote>

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