IndyPendant's Sunless Citadel

Kuma staggers under the force of the blast of cold, and flakes of ice and skin break off as he shakes himself and raises his sword.

"Wyrm of frost," he growls, and there's an odd tinge of respect; even reverence in his voice, "I will not kill you today. Should you crave vengeance in the years to come, I will stand ready to meet you in battle, and the Furies sing my soul to the hereafter."

And with that, he clomps steadily forward, and swings his sword at the tiny dragon, blade turned sideways to strike it with the flat.

(Can't flank, so I'll just make a normal attack for subdual (-4 penalty from lethal attack). Healers note that Kuma's hurt real bad now, and is obviously not far from falling...though he asks no assistance just yet.)
 

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Jair begins casting his spell as Kuma approaches the little wyrmling, finding the room so cluttered he has to watch his step carefully or risk tripping. He attacks it somewhat awkwardly with the flat of his blade, but unfortunately that very awkwardness causes him to miss. The wyrmling's rumbling voice is surprisingly deep and large for such a tiny creature as it calls out in draconic, "You hide behind a wall and yell at me to surrender?!? I should be telling you to surrender! But I won't. I will kill all your friends, then come after you, coward!"

((Kuma's attack: 11+4-4=11.))

Terrek paces back and forth for a moment, then trots backwards about ten feet before turning and sprinting past Voadam and Lehko. He sails effortlessly over the pit--and is still in the air as he passes through the doorway, finally landing in the room and stopping on Kuma's right. Lehko cannot get a clear shot at the wyrmling, what with a barbarian in the way meleeing with it. Ydyr moves forward as carefully as Kuma, to stand on his left and strike it with a sharp chop. He is startled by how densely muscled this tiny creature is; it was like hitting a rock, and a glance at the strike site shows barely any damage at all!

((Terrek's jump: 13+8=21. Ydyr's attack: 12+2=14. Damage: 2+0=2.))

The wyrmling then makes its choice, spreads its tiny wings, and springs off of the table directly at Ydyr! Its teeth bite down a fraction of a second too early, however, doing only slight damage and causing its needle claws to only rake a small section of his clothing to shreds.

((Calcryx's attacks: 23, 5, 5. Damage: 1. The wyrmling, being a tiny creature, has stepped into Ydyr's space to attack him, but is not actually grappling with him.))
 

Ydyr continues the attack, just barely pulling each punch at impact.

[[Attack as normal, though only doing subdual damage. No -4 from monk-ness]]
 

On Jair's next action he will begin moving forward to heal the severely wounded and dieing as he calls out for his comrades to not pull their punches but rely on his healing to stabilize the dragon if it drops.
 

Manuevering to make sure he's not an attractive target for breath (ie - it would only catch him in the area), Kuma evinces none of the usual disgust/disappointment he might for missing. In fact, looking at him, one might think he doesn't really expect to win...but battles on because he must.

(another blow to subdue at -4 *rubs dice and blows on them*)
 

Heirmund yells in Draconic "There is a difference between cowardice and wisdom, if you get to be old enough you'll learn that perhaps. But for now I'll just let you wonder what I'm preparing for you out here." Heirmund gets himself nearer to the door but doesn't block the way.

Heirmund whispers to Jair "I'm fairly sure the strong types in our group will be in the way of any useful spells I may be able to unleash for the length of the fight. That leaves me with my spell of armoring..."
 


Jair completes his spell, calling a spirit eagle to the opposite side of the dragon from Ydyr. As Jair carefully crosses the pit, the eagle darts in to attack the wyrmling. The dragon dodges, but one of the eagle's claws still manages to score a line down its side. Jair meanwhile moves cautiously accross the pit--but, hampered by his armour and shield on the narrow span, he loses his footing...and falls into the pit.

((Eagle's attacks: 16+3+2=21. 7+3+2=12. 9-2+2=9. Damage: 3+2=5. Jair's balance check: 5+1-5=1. Jair takes 5 points falling damage.))

Kuma positions himself so he is not flanking, but at least if the creature were to breathe on him it wouldn't have a good angle to reach anyone else. He then attacks it with the flat of his blade again--and misses again. Heirmund's wounds finally catch up with him, and he slumps to the floor unconscious. Lehko continue to watch from his safe vantage point, as Terrek wades in, instinctively flanking the wyrmling with Kuma, and attacks. His jaws close on the tiny dragon, and for the first time you hear the dragon screech out a roar of pain and anger--which again reaches deep down into your base instincts, bringing up a thrill of momentary terror...

((Kuma's attack: 9+4-4=9. Terrek's attack: 17+3+2=22. Damage: 3+3=6.)

Ydyr attacks the dragon again, taking a step backward to keep himself flanking it with the summoned eagle, and strikes out with the flat of his hand, hitting the dragon with a blow designed to bruise but not to truly injure. The dragon, definitely looking very wounded now, flies back 5' to end up beside the summoned eagle, and breathes another cone of cold! However, your maneuvering has made it so that the dragon can only catch two of you in the cone, even after it repositioned itself, so it chooses to catch Kuma and Ydyr within its blast. Neither of them manage to dodge the breath in time, both of them taking the blast full force--and looking ready to drop...

The dragon roars a triumphant laugh.

((Ydyr's attack: 10+2+2=14. Damage: 5+0=5. Kuma's save: 9+2=11. Ydyr's: 6+4=10. They both take 4 points cold damage. Ydyr is now staggered, at 0 HPs, and Kuma is at 1hp...))
 
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Kuma closes his eyes and for a moment looks ready to fall...then booms, "NO!"

His eyes open, and red veins bloat larger over the whites until the black pits of his pupils seem to swim in pure red. His lips peel back, exposing teeth that seem...larger than before.

"I SURRENDER TO NO ONE," he declares with an unnaturally resonant voice, raising his sword again... "NOT EVEN YOU!"

With somewhat renewed vigor, he charges the beast, swinging his sword in a vicious semicircle, sharp-edge first!

(RAGE! Charging, and attacking without subdual. +2 from charge, and +2 from rage mean +8 to hit!)
 

Lehko snaps to as the second cone of frost blasts out. Seeing Heirimund fall, and Ydr staggered form the blow, he once again crosses his arms and rapidly brings them downward, the by now familiar sound of arcing electricity filling the air around him. Lehko rushes along side the edge of the pit hoping to miss the spots that fouled Jair and calls out to him as he passes, "Be prepared to heal, Druid! I have have no more patience for this little one!"

((When (if :P) I get to the door, I'll try and crowd in , hopefully in front of the out of commision Ydyr I guess, best I can and land a blow. Lehko to the rescue indeed!))
 

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