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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Branding Opportunity" data-source="post: 3397878" data-attributes="member: 31812">Combat with the Marquis, Round 5"Taste adamantine, wizard!" shouts Reivik, swinging Bar in wide but nonlethal strokes as he tries to drop the Marquis to the ground.  Both of Reivik's series of blows make contact with the unfortunate Querchard, one fully in the chest and the other in his left leg, causing him to cry out in pain.  He seems to be slowing down a bit, nearing the end of his rope.  OOC:  Full Attack#1 8 + 14 = 22, hit! Damage 1d12 + 10 = Marquis takes 18 hp of nonlethal damage; Full Attack#2 16 + 9 = 25, hit! Damage = Marquis takes 16 hp of nonlethal damageLatalya aims her attack against the Marquis' legs, in an attempt to knock him from his feet.  With a backward sweep of her leg he is down, flailing on the ground and muttering vile curses.   She quickly shifts the grip on her greatsword to take advantage of her opponent's supine position, delivering a decisive blow to his stomach with the flat of her blade.  The sword seems to acquire a high-pitched keening noise as it is about to make contact with the Marquis, and when it does, lets off a shower of ultraviolet sparks (which only the elves can barely see).  OOC: Trip Attack#1 17 + 6 = 23, hit! Opposed Trip check: Latalya 17 + 2 = 19 vs Marquis 10, success!  Marquis is now <a href="http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#prone" target="_blank">prone</a>; Follow-Up Attack 16 + 8 (BAB) + 4 (Magebane) - 2 (Str) – 4 (nonlethal) = 22, hit! Damage = 2d6 – 2 = Marquis takes 9 hp of nonlethal damage, (Magebane) 2d6 = Marquis takes 7 hp of damage; Attack#2 4 + 1 = 5, missGregor stands still beside Mavic, his lips in an animalistic snarl of frustration. Trapped as a man for the time being, he bides, watching as his companions move against the Marquis.Hissing in pain and struggling to stay conscious, the Marquis blurts out “You cannot defeat me! I have the power of the Master at my fingertips!  He gives will hunt your souls to the depths of the Netherplanes for this!”  Once again his fingers contort in unatural positions as he casts a spell, his dagger still held out before him.  A look of glee comes over his face as he completes the spell.  “And I'll take you all with me!” he bellows.  Thick, greenish-black fog begins to quickly rise through the holes of the cell and the corridor not within the effect of Mavic's spell, obscuring all sight and causing all those effected to start to choke as they feel their life being drawn from them.  OOC: Cast Defensively check succeeds; Latalya and Mavic realize that he is casting <a href="http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/cloudkill.htm" target="_blank">Cloudkill</a>; Morley Fort save 2 + 8 = 10, failure, Morley takes 2 points of Constitution Damage; George Fort save 20, success! George takes 1 point of Constitution Damage; Anastasia 4 + 21 = 25, success! Anastasia takes 1 point of Constitution Damage; Marquis fails, Marquis takes 2 points of Constitution DamageDeciding that she'd rather suffer from weakness than choke to death in this fog, Anastasia takes a quick step towards Mavic.  Once within the circumference of his spell, she takes a deep breath and drops her shield once again.  OOC:  5 foot step; drop shieldMavic winces as he sees all the spell effects going off on his comrades. As bad as this all seems now, it's only going to get worse once my magic wears off.Mavic grimaces in sudden decision -"Perhaps...perhaps it would be ok to stab him...a little. This won't last forever, and I'll not soon want to deal with his lordship and these undead at once," he says, gesturing with his thumb and forefinger to show exactly how much blood he hopes to spill of his insane, despicable, and apparently racist liege. Otherwise, effectively crippled in combat by his own magic, the mage continues to try to puzzle out the mystery of just what the Marquis was doing locked up in his own dungeon in the first place.Coughing violently, George has come to the end of his rope.  “That does it!  Stabbing a little it is,” he quips as he swings his rapier.  The blade bites deep into the Marquis's shoulder, causing him to momentarily convulse and stop moving.  It seems to have been too much for the poor man.  “Good!” the elf exclaims, “I'm getting out of this damnable fog!”  George sprints past his companions, nearly knocking them over due to the poor visibility.  He gropes his way along the bars of the cage until he finds the hole Reivik made, and slips through.  Once outside, and within the range of Mavic's spell, he  breathes again.   OOC:  Attack#1 9 + 14 + 2 (flanking) = 25, miss chance roll success! Damage 1d6 = Marquis takes 5 hp of damage and is now unconscious; Move actionMorley, hopeful his friends can handle one crazy old man, continues to watch for trouble. Not the foolhardy sort, he takes a quick step towads Mavic to get out of the killer fog.  OOC: 5 foot step; Ready attack actionOOC: With the Marquis unconscious and the shadows still suppressed within Mavic's spell, there is no need to observe formal combat rounds any more.  Querchard's spells are still in effect.  He is currently the only one still within the effect of his Cloudkill spell, although Reivik, Latalya and Eshanna are all right next to him.  Note that because of the killer fog, only those just mentioned and George have any clue about what happened in the cell after the spell was cast.</blockquote>

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