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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Phoenix" data-source="post: 2692088" data-attributes="member: 16166">[sblock]Initiative Order:Taran (and Twitchy) +21Ghost +15 Hentre +14Jovik +12Ba'aktar +8Ru +3Taran (Cure light wounds - Vulgrath) - 10pts (29/42hp - Vulgrath)Twitchy attack roll (Hentre - AC hidden) +20 - HitTwitchy damage roll - 8pts (16pts total)Hentre Fortitude save (DC 13) +12 - FailureHentre attack roll (Vulgrath - AC 18) +20 - HitHentre damage roll - 10pts (19/42hp - Vulgrath)Vulgrath Fortitude save (DC 20) +19 - FailureHentre Poison damage (Vulgrath) - 4pts Con (immune)Ba'aktar attack roll (Hentre - AC hidden) +23 - HitBa'aktar damage roll - 14pts (30pts total)[/sblock]Taran's swift hands tumbled in the incantation that he hoped would save Vulgrath from a nasty fate, touching his master and healing a portion of the wound that Hentre had delivered.  Twitchy's mind was on revenge though, lunging past the master to bite visciously at Hentre's arm, tearing a large chunk from it and watching with glee as blood sprayed across the halfling.  It would not stop him though.Hentre was in a fit, stabbing in a maniacal fury at Vulgrath, screaming "It's YOUR FAULT, YOUR FAULT!" with tears streaming down his face in anger and rage.  Vulgrath's frail form could barely withstand the assault, bleeding heavily now the elf staggered back away from his assailant.  Then Ba'aktar stepped in.With little left of the halfling, the large half-orc stepped up and swung his khora as hard as his muscles allowed.  There was a sickening crunch and a snapping of probably a dozen ribs and the halfling, bent across the blade, flew back several feet from the group, landing heavily and bleeding a fatal wound.Most of the children gathered about Ghost, apart from the few that seemed to be spending a lot of time around Jovik lately, all of which watched on in a mixture of horror and/or curiosity.  Ru's attack was stayed for the moment, the opponent was down, wasn't he?  Hentre's body convulsed once, then the halfling rose once more, a murderous grin on his face and a poisoned blade in his hand.  He refused to die.</blockquote>

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