Tanarel takes a swing at the zombie in front of him, but like a drunken master, the zombie escapes the blow.
Morn makes another flurry at his opponent. The first attack lands a hit in the chest and breaks the undead a bit more, but it still stands. The second attack attempt misses.
The old man turns his head towards the sound of Sydney's voice to reply. "My name... my name... oh it has been so long since I have heard my own name, but if I recall exactly it was Gorgo. Yes... Gorgo. I was once a valet of Zanzer. 50 years ago, Zanzer chained me to this golden ball for trying to steal some treasure. I have been a prisoner here ever since." The old man shakes his skinny, manacled leg tiresomly. "I do not remember how they had gotten this golden ball attached to my leg. So many years wandering the room of what I can and cannot remember of my old life..." Gorgo then drifts off into memories.
Z3 slams into Morn after the monk misses. The old, decaying body hits decently and did not break a body part that time. [Morn is at 7 HP.]
Z4's torso wiggles on the floor getting nowhere, but it's lower body, which still stands as if it had a torso still attached to it, tries to slam into Tanarel. The attack misses and causes the legs to trip to the ground.
Axel ignores the room in which the fighting is in, and travels to the doorway of the room with Sydney, Lucian, and Gorgo. "Who is this old geezer?" Axel asks still rubbing the back of his head.
Celpher gets rid of his crossbow for the moment and switches to whip. The dwarf forces his whip between his comrades and attempts to trip Z3, but misses the creature.
End Of Second Round
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Beginning Of Third Round
The wolf waits impatiently behind the two fighters, making menacing sounds towards the zombies.
Initiative:
Wolf
Tanarel
Morn
Geramon
Sydney
Lucian
Gorgo
Zombies
Axel
Celpher
Aaman
Raven