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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ringmereth" data-source="post: 3064526" data-attributes="member: 33915">Moving with precision and speed, Doral's fingers trace runes and arcane letters in the air, and an utterance finishes the sleep spell just before his foes' weapons are drawn. A heavy sigh escapes the trident-wielding brute's throat; his head nods and he collapses like a felled tree. Tumbling out of his limp hand, the prongs of the trident clatter against the hardwood floor at the bugbear's feet, but the hulking killer is already in motion. Dashing across the length of the Inn's lobby, a span of thirty feet, the bugbear hurls his momentum into a dangerous thrust with his longsword towards his nearest foe. The blade flashes in a deadly arc towards Carver, rings loudly against his dark plating---and then bounces away, harmlessly deflected. The bugbear growls and draws a shortsword in his meaty left hand while raising the longer weapon in defense against the Warforged's counterattack, an awkward swing of Carver's mace clashes with the flat of the sword, not his enemy's flesh.Close behind her bulkier companion, the scimitar-wielding warrior spins her weapon in fast cuts through the air as she advances towards the melee. She too aims her strike at the nearest target, not considering the artificer's heavy protections. The curved edge of her blade stops short when Carver swings his shield into the scimitar's path.As Doral scrambles behind his construct defender, Partash speaks an invocation to curse the trio's most imminent threat: the bugbear, whose movements immediately become noticably erratic and ungainly. His right-hand sword, held steady only a second prior, wobbles unsteadily in his meaty fist.[sblock=Combat Information]Doral Kinsman20 HPAC 17AP 7MindlinkedCarver Banderelli33 HPAC 20 (Flat-footed)AP 7Partash22 HPAC 15 (Flat-footed)AP 7Mindlinked[/sblock]Dragen finds jumping out the window a challenge; the ledge is perched nearly 25 feet above the avenue below. The archer attempts to let himself down carefully, but the sill is slick with rain, and as he lowers himself out his fingers suddenly loose their grip. He flails his arms wildly in midair for a moment before crashing down to the street. Landing flat on his back, he feels momentarily stunned by the impact and finds that his collision forcibly emptied his lungs. Already the Karrnathi has little doubt that by morning he will sport some impressive bruises from the fall---but bruises heal, and his bones are unbroken. Shaking off the pain and scrambling to his feet, the archer sees no witnesses to his unlucky fall. His bearings found, he makes for the Argotch Inn and the rest of his companions.OOC: Dragen takes 4 damage from his fall. Also, Glasia and Vhir each take 2 damage from their bloody diversion.</blockquote>

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