Jimmy Disco T
First Post
Paine moves forward and hops up on a small wooden bench behind an abandoned stall, but as he gathers his powers it gives way and he loses his footing briefly - breaking his concentration enough that the blast of magic flies wide and misses his foe,
Orcassm has better luck from where he is, a well placed javelin sailing through the air and finding it's mark deep in the side of the wounded cultist. He struggles for breath for a moment before collapsing. Two yet remain - one male cultist with a blade, and the dwarf beneath the tree.
[Miri - you still have an action left in place of your Sleep spell if you wish?]
Orcassm has better luck from where he is, a well placed javelin sailing through the air and finding it's mark deep in the side of the wounded cultist. He struggles for breath for a moment before collapsing. Two yet remain - one male cultist with a blade, and the dwarf beneath the tree.
[Miri - you still have an action left in place of your Sleep spell if you wish?]