Valerian extends the slender fingers of one cold-wreathed hand and a streamer of magical flames strikes at one of the deadly dancers. "Let us pass. We have no quarrel with you, but I know the needs of your kind. You will not feed on our blood, nor will your blades sprout from our corpses. You will find only your deaths in this battle."
The two dancers next to Oliver each slash at him once before leaping away again. Both miss by almost identical margins as they jump in opposite directions, still dancing.
The one in Maavnod's grasp wriggles energentically, but cannot escape from the totemist's arms.
Valerian throws his piercing blue flames at the free dancer to Oliver's left, striking squarely, wreathing it momentarily in fire and freezing its flesh. He also:
realizes something odd. The dancers are in an equilateral triangle. They cut Oliver precisely in the same way, and missed in the same way. They're trying to get into certain positions, whatever the cost. Dancing and posing as they are... are they trying to write something on the ground, something big?
Arrgha'n lashes out with his sword, luck and skill guiding him to strike the wrapped dancer, slashing deeply across its back. Dark orange blood seeps out as it writhes in silent agony.
Kurst's dark power gathers at his fingertips before it flys toward the dancer on the right, striking hard, crisping its flesh.
Oliver does his own dancing to the one damaged by Valerian's coldfire, and slashes out gracefully, slicing across its shoulder with elegant precision.
Maavnod easily contains the dancer's struggles and begins to rake at him with his claws, one of them scoring deeply along its chest.
Irthos, mustering all of his considerable dignity, moves around to help Oliver dispatch the dancer he's attacking. Stabbing in strongly, he puts a new hole in its back, making it wobble and almost fall on its spindly blade-legs.
Yatrax attempts to fling an arrow of darkness at the free dancer on the right, but it misses terribly, and she seems thoroughly angry with herself. "Shadow curse you!" she snarls, and begins to dig through her pack for something.
The two deadly dancers by Oliver attack, miss, and leap away twenty feet. Oliver's AoO on of them misses. The one in Maavnod's grasp fails his grapple check to escape. Valerian hits the free dancer on the left with a touch attack of 18 for 7 points of cold damage. Arrgha'n has a 50% chance of hitting his intended target in a grapple, succeeds in hitting the dancer, hits with a 15 (no Dex bonus to AC in a grapple) doing SA damage as well, for a total of 10 damage.
Kurst rolls a 12 to hit the free dancer on the right, which would miss, but uses an action point would raise it to 18, which hits, doing 7 points of damage and cause the dancer to become shaken (only got a 9 on its save).
Oliver moves to the one on the left with a 23 for 5 points of damage. Maavnod, attacking the grappled dancer with his claws, hits with an 14, misses with 1, 9, and 4 (remember you take a -4 on such attacks, already calcuated in) doing a total of 9 points of damage. Irthos moves to flank with Oliver, essentially, hits with an 18, doing 5 points of damage to the one on the left. It's looking pretty bad. (Irthos, counting your energy shield damage from last round, as no dancer hit anyone this round. So dancers one and two each take two points of damage.)
Yatrax misses her touch attack again with her fundemental and begins to search through her pack.[/sblock]
Maavnod continues to grapple and tear at the dancing creature with his four powerful arms. He shifts the weight to help Arrgha'n get a better shot in as well.
Valerian's eyes widen in surprise suddenly and he calls out, "Ware their movements! They're scribing a symbol on the ground!" He himself moves out of the giant inscription as best he can, sending another blast of coldfire after the dancers as he goes.
