As the second round of combat begins, the smoldering burn marks on the Lamia's skin RE-IGNITE, burning her to a crisp!
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The Lamia takes 16 pts. of damage from the Lingering Breath Weapon.
The Lamia has taken a total of 144 points of damage.
The Lamia had 135 hit points. The Lamia is now dying, very swiftly. [-9]
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COMBAT HAS ENDED.
Everyone is shocked to see the Lamia fall... no one moves for a few moments (1 round, to be exact.)
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The Lamia bleeds out and dies. [-10]
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Lathir, being the closest, you hear a small explosion, somewhere in the dense foliage, behind where the Lamia was standing. Shards of glass fly everywhere, as the foliage erupts into flames!
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Lathir isn't close enough to the explosion to take fire damage.
Shattered glass damage: 2d4 = (2,1) = 3 pts. damage.
Lathir had DR 5/Magic; Lathir takes NO DAMAGE.
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Lathir, you feel hundreds of tiny shards impacting you, but they cause you no harm.
Brother Xao, there is suddenly a flash of light, and you find yourself standing on a blackened circle of burnt vegetation, and the vegetation at the outer edge of the area is still burning. You think that the Lamia must be dead, because you are fairly certain that the explosion was that of your bottle, the magical powers of which must have been tied to the Lamia's lifeforce.
You wander out of the foliage, and spy the burning corpse of the Lamia, as well as the huge, brown bear with glowing blue claws! The other adventurers are here, too!
Lathir, you see a tall, human man emerge from the foliage, a look of bewilderment (or is it curiosity?) on his face...
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Physical Description of Brother Hua Xao, Written By Scott DeWar:
Tall and lean is the very first impression one gets upon seeing Hua Xao. Six foot tall, and less then 200 lbs; in fact, with the right alterations to his ears and face, he would pass as full blooded Elvin. But his face is is almost not human, his Nipponese features are plain to see, but he has eyebrow ridges that curve around his temple, like a reptile of sorts. His skin is deeply tanned, even for one from Nippon, bronze, actually. (Like sailors of the high seas, from prolonged time in the sun.) But still there is a texture to his skin .. .. .. His attire is simple, well-repaired travel clothing, covering finer clothing to protect it from the elements. He carries a 3-sectioned backpack, bedroll, a flask, and on his belt, a dagger. His belt is a simple, weathered rope, tied securely around his waist and his boots, which have seen many many miles of travel, and are almost out of place for a sandy environment. His skin is clean and he smells of fragrant incense [courtesy of the djinn bottle]. His demeanor seems strangely calm, almost aloof, except there is a glint of curiosity that shines in his eyes.
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EVERYONE: What do you do?
