The Bold Adventures of Poins--In the Woods!

[Rhialto]

While the sparks that fly in her face would have most people trying to see again, Greffa merely shakes her head, and regains her bearing. However, she is not fast enough to dodge Hemaor's mighty axe, which scores a nasty hit to her side. (14, 6pt dmg) She sways slightly but still seems to have a lot of fight left in her.

First round begins.

Init:
Hemaor: 15
Liev: 13
Greffa: 4

 

[Brain]

Hemaor follows up with another savage swing of his axe.

 

[jkason]

While the sparks that fly in her face would have most people trying to see again, Greffa merely shakes her head, and regains her bearing. However, she is not fast enough to dodge Hemaor's mighty axe, which scores a nasty hit to her side. (14, 6pt dmg) She sways slightly but still seems to have a lot of fight left in her.

First round begins.

Init:
Hemaor: 15
Liev: 13
Greffa: 4

I hate it when they shake off good tricks, Liev thinks. But she seems to bleed just fine, so let's try some of that.

Liev runs up on the side of the goblin opposite Hemaor [OOC: attempting to flank] and stabs at her with his shortspear.

 

[Rhialto]

Hemaor strikes her soundly in the side, producing a spray of blood, and a rather sickening crunch. (Roll 22, dmg 9) Though clearly badly wounded, she is still on her feet. However, that doesn't last when Liev darts behind the still off-balance Goblin and stabs her with his spear. (Roll 18, dmg 3) With a weak groan, Greffa hits the grown.

 

[jkason]

Hemaor strikes her soundly in the side, producing a spray of blood, and a rather sickening crunch. (Roll 22, dmg 9) Though clearly badly wounded, she is still on her feet. However, that doesn't last when Liev darts behind the still off-balance Goblin and stabs her with his spear. (Roll 18, dmg 3) With a weak groan, Greffa hits the grown.

Liev makes a face of disgust at the bloody, fallen goblin. Then he looks to the dwarf responsible for most of that blood. Nodding toward the tent flap, the young man says, "So, then, there's a dog we're meant to fetch now, right?"

 

[Brain]

"My wolf." Hemaor says gruffly and curtly, an annoyed look on his face. But he says no more, instead quickly searching the downed Greffa for a money purse and then heading out with due haste towards the tent with the wolf.

 

[jkason]

"My wolf." Hemaor says gruffly and curtly, an annoyed look on his face. But he says no more, instead quickly searching the downed Greffa for a money purse and then heading out with due haste towards the tent with the wolf.

"Right. Wolf," Liev corrects quietly. Nibelung sure were touchy about what canine name you used. Taking a deep breath--and kicking himself inside for letting all this fighting nonsense distract him from the obvious free loot of a money purse--Liev sets off after the Nibelung.

 

[Rhialto]

Greffa has twenty gold pieces on her--a mix of Syran Imperials, Archean Hammers, and Talossan Roses. Her breathing continues unsteadily as Hemaor searches her, but it doesn't sound like that will continue for very long--probably less than a minute. The pair dart out, only to find themselves looking at three Hill Goblins, and two Mountain Goblins, all of which seem rather baffled and unprepared. It's just one quick dash to the tent the Wood Goblin directed you to, however.

 

[jkason]

Greffa has twenty gold pieces on her--a mix of Syran Imperials, Archean Hammers, and Talossan Roses. Her breathing continues unsteadily as Hemaor searches her, but it doesn't sound like that will continue for very long--probably less than a minute. The pair dart out, only to find themselves looking at three Hill Goblins, and two Mountain Goblins, all of which seem rather baffled and unprepared. It's just one quick dash to the tent the Wood Goblin directed you to, however.

Five to two being crap odds, Liev leaves the goblins where they stand and dashes for the tent. Time to get the Nibelung's companion and get the bloody hell out of gob central.

 

[Brain]

Hemaor points behind the goblins and says, "Look! It's Lord Agrid!" and then runs off toward the tent to find the wolf.