If they could drop mighty Lupic so easily, it would be foolish indeed to turn one's back on them while casting a healing spell on Lupic, Oirhandir reasoned. It seemed to him there was little to do but drive them away however he could. He drew forth his bow, nocked an arrow, and let loose an arrow that buried itself in one of Lupic's assailants. The elf made ready to retreat should the thugs try to chase him down.[sblock=OoC: ]Draw bow, move action, ride to 30' if not there already (move action), fire, standard action. Attack roll is d20+6+1 (precise shot) +1 (inspire courage) = 27. Damage is d8+1 (strength bonus) = 5. Will ride to a range of 40' if any movement is left (doubtful).[/sblock]Bront said:However, of the two remaining thugs does manage to strike him, and he falls unconsious on the ground.
Oirhandir (With Lupic down, it's hard to heal him from horseback)
"Shoot them until they run or fall, then we'll save him", the elf ordered grimly. This was not the way he wished to greet people! But these criminals left him little choice. At this point, he would gladly collect Lupic and his chimes and ride back to Rheim to lick his wounds, much as it pained him to admit it. But first there was the matter of Lupic's rescue...Fenris said:"This isn't going well Oirhandir, but how can we retreat with Lupic down? Further, had you placed that dart there by your saddle? A good luck charm perhaps, if not, maybe we were marked for attack!" says Kali