TURTLEDOME!: Battle Bone (DM: KenHood, Judge: Lord S.)

[KenHood]

[sblock=Tactical Presence]No, he'd still miss with the +2. Keep reminding me about that, because I will forget.[/sblock]

So how are you feeling now, halfling? says Hadarai almost in the ear of Eustace. Then he swings in a way that the halfling has to dodge right into the hawk's claws, and gets scratched badly.

"Ahmfael'nfahn," says Eustace. His speech may be slurred, but who can tell. (10 damage)

[sblock=Status and Initiative]Finnian - Initiative 23, HP: 22/26
Vaunea - Initiative 19, HP: 31/38, blinded (save ends)
Cousin Eustace - Initiative 10, 111 damage, BLOODIED!
Hadarai - Initiative 6, HP: 27/31
Drivan - Initiative 4, HP: 12/20 <-- YOU'RE UP!
Emral - Initiative 4, HP: 18/24(save ends)
Marco

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Resources Expended
Cousin Eustace - Nut-Cracker, One-Armed Kung-Fu, Eye Gouge, Second Wind, 2 AP
Emral - Flaming Sphere
Finnian - AP
Hadarai - Warlord's Favor
Vaunea - 1 Healing Surge, Goring Charge, AP
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[Lord Sessadore]

[sblock=OOC]Just a quick note to say I'm planning to be moving the beginning of this week, and I'm not sure how long it will take or how much internet access I'll have during the move, and once I get where I'm going. I'll let you all know when I'm fully back.[/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

[sblock=OOC]Gotcha. Bona fortuna on the move.[/sblock]

 

[fireinthedust]

Emral holds his, erm, ahem, and groans. His eyes have begun to water, which in his Firesoul manifestation comes out something like amber sap before evaporating.
He draws upon his reserves of strength to attempt to get back into the battle. 1d20=5 and fails. Nope, his fighting spirit has successfully been shoved up into his chest cavity by the halfling, and refuses to drop back down.

 

[Reklaw]

[sblock=Apologies]I apologize for my blatant lack of a response Have been without internet at home, damn Comcast.[/sblock]

Drivan shakes himself out of a daze and summons up more silvery energy, focusing it on two of his outstretched fingers he aims the magic at Cousin Eustace and fires off the silvery bolt of magic.

He shouts, "You might as well stop now Eustace..." and in a poor imitation of the halfling's accent he continues "ferwaebaewinnun."

[sblock=Actions]([16, 5=21], [3, 1, 5=9])[/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

Round 2 (continued)...
Drivan nails Cousin Eustace with a magic missile. The halfling sways. He looks like he might be about to go down.

"Aye," Eustace says in response to Drivan's mockery, "Ahsaerrend'r."

"He surrenders! He surrenders! You've won! Hurrah!" shouts Marco, from underneath the bush. He pauses. "Or he's lying."

You notice that a small crowd has gathered on the edge of the lawn. They seem to be passing coins to one another. Some cheer you. Others encourage Eustace. They all seem quite happy.

[sblock=Status and Initiative]Finnian - Initiative 23, HP: 22/26
Vaunea - Initiative 19, HP: 31/38, blinded (save ends)
Cousin Eustace - Initiative 10, 120 damage, BLOODIED!
Hadarai - Initiative 6, HP: 27/31
Drivan - Initiative 4, HP: 12/20
Emral - Initiative 4, HP: 18/24 <-- YOU'RE UP!
Marco

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Resources Expended
Cousin Eustace - Nut-Cracker, One-Armed Kung-Fu, Eye Gouge, Second Wind, 2 AP
Emral - Flaming Sphere
Finnian - AP
Hadarai - Warlord's Favor
Vaunea - 1 Healing Surge, Goring Charge, AP
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[sblock=fireinthedust]Emral is no longer stunned, as of the end of Round 1. You can act.[/sblock]

 

[Atanatotatos]

ooc:for the sake of all that is holy don't stop pounding him till he's unconscious!

 

[KenHood]

Haha!

 

[Reklaw]

"You surrender? Are you sure? But I was just about to..." The ball of force that floated on Drivan's fingertips fizzles for a moment, but is maintained... Drivan looks questioningly at his companions. "I think we should finish this... with a knockout of course. I've always felt that a fight that was called wasn't a true or honorable battle... I'm sure cousin Eustace would agree if he was in his right mind..." Looking at Marco he states questioningly, "If he has one that is... ?"

 

[KenHood]

"Gahldam'dsmaertarss!"

"Drivan! Cousin Eustace wishes to compliment on your ability to perform cognition with your gluteal muscles," says Marco, "I think he likes you! Maybe he really means the surrender this time!"