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Message: <blockquote data-quote="s@squ@tch" data-source="post: 4780432" data-attributes="member: 42885">Round 2 - completeRound 2Initiative:27 - Harpy? - fly to b7 (25' elevation), attack Hudder - 2 arrows HIT for 25 damage16 - Hudder - Drop waraxe, pull out hand axe -- attack MISS14 - Void - Use Shatter upon Harpy's bow13 - Dreadnought - 5' step to D22, Full attack w/bow - both MISS9 - Darv - Cast Flame Strike - 28 damage, reflex 1/26 - Domoris - Fly to H14, create morphic beak5 - Morph - Move to C19, draw and throw tanglefoot bag"Ahhhhhh my preciouses -- more playthings," says the flying creature as it approaches the lift -- it spots Hudder against the wall and takes aim with its large bow and sends two arrows into his chest and shoulder."Ya stupid bird -- you'll be tastin' mah steel soon enough!" shouts Hudder as he reaches for a hand axe at his belt.  He drops his waraxe at his feet and hurls the axe towards the flying archer, but it just clips its wing and sails past harmlessly.Void appears from the shadows against the wall and stretches his hand out towards the harpy's bow -- sending psychic vibrations towards it -- but to no effect. [Bow is a magical]The harpy screeches out a laugh,"No no, my pretties, your doom is at hand, no minor magicks will save you from my stewpot."Dreadnought moves out of the elevator and peers up at the hovering bird-thing, harshly illuminated in the bright glare of the sunrod. "Hmm, been awhile since I've used this," he rumbles to himself as he reaches back and pulls his longbow from its case over his shoulder. The thick wood is sturdy and well made, but otherwise unremarkable.With deliberate movements he brings first one, then another arrow to his cheek and releases them...only to have them both fall in a short arc and skitter on the stone floor well short of the harpy.Nonplussed, Dreadnought plucks at the bowstring and finds that it has indeed been awhile. The string has become too loose to shoot with! Grumbling to himself, the warforged quickly tightens it...Some screeching laughter comes from the harpy,"Leave the archery to me, my pretty...."Darv sizes up the situation and doesn't like what he sees.  The gnome is no archer, that's for sure, and he's not exactly thrilled to be in the middle of combat again -- some inner voice tells him he should be inside of a nice, safe, library, and not in the middle of some ruin staring down a crazed harpy with a gigantic longbow. He recites some very familiar words and gestures that have gotten some extensive use the past few days, and a column of fire roars from overhead of the harpy -- slamming down towards the floor.  He grimaces slightly as the harpy looks to have avoided most of the fire.Bird-Domoris flies towards the west, entering an area of no illumination, shifting his beak into something frighteningly bestial. [OOC: Stay at current elevation of 15'?]Morph ever resourceful move forward, pulling the tanglefoot bag from his belt. He hurls the bag at the harpy and it streaks toward the creature's chest -- the bag explodes across the chest of the bird-creature, but misses most of its wings."Raaarrrghh!" screeches the harpy.Conditions:Darv - (53/53) - Shield of Faith (80/80)Hudder - (60/85) -Harpy - 14 damage, covered in Tanglefoot bag goo</blockquote>

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