Initiative
Zottel 19 [delays to 9]
Cian 16
Ghur 13a
Cellan 13b
Zeegra 10
Herev 7
Caster 4
Round 1
Almost as quickly as it went dark, the area lights up, filling with a shadowy illumination. It's hard to see, but you have a good idea of where things are, roughly. Of course, "roughly" might not be enough in combat. Zottel snarls, but stays back at Zeegra's command while Keita holds fast next to Cian's feet. Meanwhile, the dark elf bard chants a short, melodic tune, and the end of his whip glows with a soft light. It's not enough to counter the shadowy illumination, but it is noticeable, almost like a firefly.[sblock]
Lion's Ruling: I'll give you a one-round +2 circumstance bonus on the Aid Another maneuver next round, as the glowing whip tip would be more annoying and distracting than a normal one at first. After that, it's a known hazard, and not a particularly dangerous one.[/sblock]Ghur, taking advantage of the darkness, slips past the caster and behind him, guarding the exit, as Cellan casts a quick
light spell on his sling and moves to flank the caster with Manakar.[sblock]Again, no effect on the darkness.[/sblock]Zeegra, hops onto Zottel's back, and rides the dog into combat. The riding dog sinks its teeth into the caster's thigh and attempts to pull the man down. He resists, however, and stays on his feet, stepping a slight bit away from Zottel, which puts him right into the line of a charging Herev,
who slams him upside the head with his warhammer [9 damage].
Frowning, the caster takes a full step back, and begins an invocation, shortly after which a dark black missile flies from his hand and into Herev's chest, who feels as if he's been hit there by a good-sized young man
[4 nonlethal damage].
Conditions
Caster, wounded
Herev, lightly bruised, 4 nonlethal damage, 20/20 hp
Round 2
Cian snaps his whip at the caster, who seems confused and bothered by it, glaring at the dark elf. Ghur draws his shortbow, taking advantage of the clean line of sight to the caster's back and
fires wide of his target. On the other end of the field, Cellan begins chanting, calling on nature's aid. Meanwhile, Zeegra and Zottel renew their attack, the canis loading her crossbow while the riding dog snaps at the legs of the tall svirfneblin, but coming up a bit short. Herev
slams his hammer into the caster's chest again, cracking one or two ribs
[11 damage].
Bleeding heavily and rather staggered, the caster reaches into a pouch and pulls out a flask. As he raises it to his lips, the nearby fighters bear down on him again. Herev
hits him again [10 damage], while Zottel
finishes the job, ripping most of the caster's thigh muscles off
[5 damage]. The caster falls into a heap at your feet, bleeding and unconscious.
Conditions
Caster, dying
Herev, lightly bruised, 4 nonlethal damage, 20/20 hp
