Prophet's Blood

[Paper_Bard]

Kikyik does as I above stated. He will attempt to position himself so that his breath weapon covers as much enemies as possible. He will avoid those he did not have the chance to touch, but will not worry if his touched cmpanions are in the way of his blast... as they are immune to his breath weapon.

 

[Ivellious]

Cyrack cast flare on the dwarf

 

[Unkabear]

Dalen ralized that his plea to halt the violence would be ignored. Battle already well involved. Drawing from deep within himself he called upon his blade. It looked identical to a short sword if it wasn't for the fact that it was blue. Not wearing armor Dalen was less than commited to wade deep into battle and without his bow he felt defensless. Instead he decided to commit to defense. He looked around for someone that might need protection. To stand between a spellcaster and the enemy allowing them to do thier thing. Though he may have to support one of the others in attacking. This was Not what Dalen wanted to do today.

 

[Notmousse]

Kikyik circles around to the left, looking to line up one of the rock slingers and the lone axe wielder, careful not to singe the mounted youth. Cyrack moves beside his friend, yipping. A spark explodes in front of the dwarf, who angrily blinks away the distraction.

Ildrym rushes forward slicing deeply into the dwarf's right flank. A howl comes from the dwarf, a retort coming from his blood spattered lips. “I'll see you dead!” the staggering dwarf screams in Dwarven. His greataxe retaliates with a devastating blow, cracking the larger man's breastbone. Dalen interposes himself between the dwarf and Ildrym, serving to block any further attacks.

Seeing the sudden reinforcements the smaller thugs down the crossing street to both the left and right away from Wilford's manor.

 

[Nightbreeze]

Ildrym staggers for a second, spitting blood, then a bloodlust frenzy seems to overcome him. His eyes reddened, he steps on the right and raises his sword and drives it on the direction of the dwarf, screaming something.

 

[Ivellious]

Seeing Ildrym charge the dwarf, Cyrack will then cast a magic missile on one of the new comers, which will mostly likely be the one closet to him

 

[SolosAddie]

Kardus stops and gets off brightheart to check how serious the wounds are. Kardus casts goodberries in preparation for the injuries on Brightheart and anyone else.

 

[Unkabear]

Dalen watches as the wounded kobold runs past him. Dalen shakes his head. He still doesn't know what they are fighting about. So he remains defensive and waits for them to come to him.



[ooc fighting defensivly holding action till someone comes to me]

 

[Notmousse]

Side stepping Dalen, Ildrym's greatsword pierces the dwarf's belly with a ferocious thrust. The dwarf's eyes go wide as he utters in common “Marnella... forgive me.” before collapsing.

Turning about Cyrack mutters a phrase as he extends his hands towards the rock slinger headed to the left. The resultant missile of energy strikes the foe directly in the back, momentarily slowing his escape. The other rock slinger

Inspecting Brightheart's wounds, Kardus notices no major damage. Pulling some berries from his pouch he says a brief prayer to himself.

Another round has started, please declare your actions.

 

[Nightbreeze]

Ildrym chases the attackers, even while bleeding.