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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Branding Opportunity" data-source="post: 3177084" data-attributes="member: 31812">Combat Round 1The elven scout, George, prepares to meet the foul beasts by readying his bow and actively looking for an opponent.  (OOC: Ready action)"The canker has sent its minions to deal with us," replies Anastasia as Latalya's bat come screaching down the hall. She turns to face the hidden evil with her sword and shield raised high, all the while relaying the increasing presence of evil in front of them and behind them to her friends. In a firm voice she calls out, "Stay together, and Mayaheine will protect us."  (OOC: casts Protection from Evil on herself as she is not within Latalya's circle.)Gregor drops the sunrod at his feet, freeing up his jaws for whatever foe might approach. His hackles raise as he turns in place, looking east and west at the source of the emanation. A low growl forms deep in his throat as he considers the approaching threat.  (OOC: drops sunrod, full defense AC: 25, 16 touch)Sensing danger, Morley begins a brief chant while putting a hand to his holy symbol. As he completes the spell he reaches down to touch Beau's neck with a slightly glowing hand. He raises his bow once more straining to see what is upon them.  Seeing that there is no immediate thread, he reaches back and takes up the sunrod discarded by Gregor.  With a cry of "Heads up, coming through," he tossess it between the ranks of the party members.  It lands about 10 feet out in front of the party and illuminates the passage ahead. (OOC: Casts Nature's Favor on Beau giving him a +1 bonus to hit and damage for 5 minutes)“Undead,” Latalya says, as she draws her impressive greatsword from the scabbard on her back. Holding it in one hand for now, she completes some arcane gestures with the other, while casting a spell of protection. (OOC: Draw Weapon; Cast Shield, shared with Noctra)Reivik, realizing that the foe must already know that they are there, begins to tell an ancient dwarven saga of good against evil. As he speaks, a feeling of courage begins to flow through the bodies of his companions. He hefts Bar and prepares himself to meet the enemy. (OOC: Use <a href="http://www.d20srd.org/srd/classes/bard.htm#inspireCourage" target="_blank">Inspire Courage</a>, Everyone gains +1 bonus)Mavic looks back at Eshanna, and with a shrug they both wait for whatever it is to show up, unwilling to expend vital spell energies without a clear target for a battle in some damnable hallway."If undead they be, then the Lady's blessings shall soon enough show them their Master, Eshanna says.Mavic winces, and almost imperceptibly shakes his head, knowing full well that Eshanna didn't particularly have any problems with the dead while away from his companions. Politics, he thinks, Everywhere I go there's politics.<a href="http://www.enworld.org/attachment.php?attachmentid=26633" target="_blank">COMBAT MAP</a></blockquote>

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