To the noble BORN 6/9/08 (finished)

Xaros begins singing a rousing song.
Singing Check (1d20+9=26) ooc: just checking vocal quality.
Inspire Courage: +1 Morale bonus to saves against Charm and Fear, +1 Morale bonus on attack and damage rolls for this round and the next 5 rounds for all allies, himself included. Standard action.
Next Standard Action, unless the mercenaries surrender or whatnot, Xaros will begin firing into the crossbowmen.
 

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Rayburn suddenly remembers the last time he was on a horse and faced by an archer as he simultaneously realizes that he is the only one still on horseback. He quickly dismounts and tethers his horse.

"No sense in being the most visible target," he mutters to himself.
 

knight_isa said:
Rayburn suddenly remembers the last time he was on a horse and faced by an archer as he simultaneously realizes that he is the only one still on horseback. He quickly dismounts and tethers his horse.

"No sense in being the most visible target," he mutters to himself.

"It's alright Rayburn, that's my job." replies Kerin with a grin. Now that Swift is unhitched, Kerin swings up into the saddle.
 

HP: 17, AC: 18, Flat: 17, F: +5, R: +3, W: +8

"Let's try to meet the mercenaries away from here. I don't want the battle taking place too close to the caravan." To emphasize this, Lily begins walking, not quite at full speed, toward One-eye's gang.

ooc: move 30' closer.

Any more preparations to be made?
 

One-eye gives another quiet command, and a mercenary in the second rank yells – “Forward, double step, take them alive if you can.” The two lines of mercenaries march quickly up the 20’ wide road. The two men staying with the horses load their crossbows. One-eye holds an arrow nocked, waiting. His warhorse easily keeps pace behind the formation, while the farmer trots to keep up.
The front line is now only 40’ from Lily, 70’ from the rest of you.
Cait decides to try spells this time, and conjures a fist-sized ball of fire into her hand.
- Xaros has his crossbow ready to fire the next round.

Ooc: need a sketch? Or does the field seem clear enough?
Xaros you can keep singing while attacking, just not spellcasting/diplomacy.
See OOC: talking the talk thread for other commentary.
 
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Whoops, I didn't mean to get that close. thinks Lily at seeing the mercenaries close the gap. She takes cover behind Kerin's horse, and then calls back to Craig. "If you really want to help, form your men into a line of spears! If we get into trouble, we can fall back to you."

She then turns back to the battle and points directly at One-eye. She declares something quite menacing at him, but her words are unintelligible. At her command, a shining shortsword of pure force manifests itself right beside the bandit leader - and strikes at his horse.

[sblock=spells/actions]Move 10ish feet to get behind Kerin, std action to cast Spiritual Weapon. Yondalla's favored weapon is a shortsword, so that's the form it takes. The weapon can't be harmed by physical attacks, but let's see if One-eye knows that. :D
Spiritual weapon: Attack +6 [bab 2 + 4 wis], Damage 1d8+1, 19-20x2

0 (4): Detect Magic, Detect Magic, Light, Read Magic
1 (3+1): Doom, Magic Weapon, Obscuring Mist, (Sanctuary)
2 (2+1): Spiritual Weapon, Hold Person, (Aid)
Protection domain power

Spiritual Weapon: 3 rounds
Magic Weapon: 20 rounds (I'll say about 1 minute has passed since she cast it?)[/sblock]
 


Xaros opens fire, his bolt smashes into a crossbowman, wounding him.
As Lily chants one-eye fires on her, but misses.
The shimmering blade conjured by Lily pieces his warhorse which shakes its mane but continues forward.
The Farmer dashes to the other side of the horse, moving away from the blade.
Cait throws her fire at the wounded crossbowman, he is scorched an bleeding, but still upright. She advances to join Lilly and Rayburn.
Craig has one cart turning, it is currently sideways, blocking the road. behind it his men hook Champ to the second cart. Chania's voice can still be heard arguing.

The mercenaries answer with a hail of crossbow bolts, one at each of you. Rayburn takes a solid hit in his left thigh, and Cait is grazed.
The front line raises their shields defensively, and both lines move slowly forward. The wounded crossbowman ducks to take cover behind the line.

OOC: distance to front line: Kerin 20' others 30' xaros & halflings 50'
Xaros 15+5+1 (5dmg) ; Lilly 11+6 (5dmg) ; Cait 19 touch, (4dmg)
@Rayburn 23(6dmg) @Cait 22(2dmg)

Merc5 @-9hp +4 ac from cover.
Warhorse @-4hp
Rayburn @ -6hp (second wind perhaps?)
Cait @ -2hp
 

"Rayburn, come here, it's marginally safer." exclaims Xaros as he takes careful aim at the wounded crossbowman. "I'm going to show these morons there's no place to hide from a real archer."
 

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