The Drow War Book One - Chillhame

[Festy_Dog]

Saxon winces as pain sears through his arm, and coughs a couple of times. He maneuvers himself a little, trying to maximise the benefit from the girl's flanking maneuver before attacking the dwarf once more.

(attack +3 [+1 ba, +2 flank], scimitar d6/18-20)

 

[Evil Ujio]

Saxon winces as pain sears through his arm, and coughs a couple of times. He maneuvers himself a little, trying to maximise the benefit from the girl's flanking maneuver before attacking the dwarf once more.

(attack +3 [+1 ba, +2 flank], scimitar d6/18-20)

Saxon rolls a 21, a critical threat but rolls a 7, so a normal attack for 6 points of damage.

Saxon slips his blade deep into the dwarf thug’s gullet, the dwarf grips the blade before collapsing at the druid’s feet. The woman reaches down and takes his blade as well. She looks Saxon in the eye, “Thank you, hero.”

It is only then that the two of them smell the distinct odor of smoke.

Facing the Dwarf Leader

Laurel rolls a 9 and a 21, both miss once more. Now for Enthalus’ turn…

Laurel unleashes another storm of arrows, but the dwarf leader raises his shield on the second attack deflecting the arrow with some ease. The smell of smoke fills the nostrils of the party… the building is burning and the dwarf leader seems not in the least slowed or cowed by their actions.

He gestures his axe towards Laurel, but says nothing.