W2: The Search For Tomas Quinn (Rae Judging)

[LogicsFate]

Mearran will delay for the moment, and let Triton handle this fight.

 

[BigB]

Cepheus will stand and attack if the target has not moved out of reach stand then attack (1d20+1=9, 1d6-2=2)

ooc:should have stayed down

 

[Wik]

Pendrake tugs on the bars, really putting his back into it. When he hears the loud *click*, he stops for a second, just a little dumbfounded. The next thing he sees are three metal spears coming out from the sides of the window, perpendicular to the bars. And two of them slam into Pendrake's arms, breaking through his armour. (12 Damage!).

Pendrake isn't able to move, but Aiken quickly leaps forward and pulls Pendrake backwards. "Are you okay?" Aiken is about to say, when he notices that Pendrake's eyes are glazing over. There must have been something on those spears (naturally). Pendrake starts to stumble around the alleyway. Pendrake fails both fort saves vs. poison, knocking his dexterity down by 2d6 points - and the DM rolled a 10. Dex is reduced to 4.

The usually agile northman is having difficulty standing, and the world is swimming around him. He feels as if he were drunk, without any of the pleasant associations. Just before he falls to the ground, Pendrake thinks that the last few days, if something bad could happen to him, it has.

Aiken is barely able to get Pendrake back to his feet. With the northerner out of focus, Aiken almost misses the fact that the spear trap seems to have knocked two of the bars out of place. It might be possible for him to squeeze in....

OOC: Listen check for Pendrake and Aiken, please.

***

Meanwhile, the fight against the blacklily is falling apart horribly. Cepheus makes a quick stab, but the Blacklily leaps backwards.

Ceph is a little taken aback, and is surprised to see the dog Triton pull back for a moment. In that opening, the Blacklily is able to make a fast counterattack.

When the lily counterattacks, Ceph isn't able to dodge, and the flat of the lily's blade strikes Ceph's arm, numbing it temporarily.

Blacklily Attack on Ceph (1d20+2=19, 1d6+1=2) two damage on ceph! 19 HP remain

At that moment, the dog takes to the air, and bites down - hard - on the lily's shoulder. The man falls to the ground, and the dog starts biting at his face, furiously baring canines. Mearran is able to give a quick "halt!" command, and the dog pulls back. The blacklily is alive, although no one will ever call him "pretty boy" again. His face has been torn to pieces by the dog.

END OF COMBAT

Ceph's group has already attracted some attention. A few pedestrians have noticed the brawl, and are quickly walking in different directions, doing their best to pretend they haven't seen anything. But it's just a matter of time before someone calls the watch...

 

[Scott DeWar]

Pendrake tugs on the bars, really putting his back into it. When he hears the loud *click*, he stops for a second, just a little dumbfounded. The next thing he sees are three metal spears coming out from the sides of the window, perpendicular to the bars. And two of them slam into Pendrake's arms, breaking through his armour. (12 Damage!).

Pendrake isn't able to move, but Aiken quickly leaps forward and pulls Pendrake backwards. "Are you okay?" Aiken is about to say, when he notices that Pendrake's eyes are glazing over. There must have been something on those spears (naturally). Pendrake starts to stumble around the alleyway. Pendrake fails both fort saves vs. poison, knocking his dexterity down by 2d6 points - and the DM rolled a 10. Dex is reduced to 4.

The usually agile northman is having difficulty standing, and the world is swimming around him. He feels as if he were drunk, without any of the pleasant associations. Just before he falls to the ground, Pendrake thinks that the last few days, if something bad could happen to him, it has.

Aiken is barely able to get Pendrake back to his feet. With the northerner out of focus, Aiken almost misses the fact that the spear trap seems to have knocked two of the bars out of place. It might be possible for him to squeeze in....

OOC: Listen check for Pendrake and Aiken, please.

***

]ooc[ oh, but this so very not good....]/ooc[

listen check information:Listen: ranks, zero...abil mod, zero...misc, zero....just a straight roll of the d 20...this is so not good

[sblock= for Aiken]dit is zo zeer ' heilige niet goede crap '![/sblock]

 

[Scott DeWar]

Special announcement:

this is an early advance warning for a planned absense.

I will be visiting family and away from computer access from 20 march to 24 march...will repeat transmission at a time closer to the date of dissappearence...end transmission

 

[Corwyn]

Listen (1d20 7=10)

"Crap!"

I pull Pendrake to the side of the house there where he won't be seen/reached if someone comes to check at the window.

Listen for Pendrake (1d20=14)

to Pendrake: Je meent het. Hoeveel hp heb je nog?

OOC Does anybody have a restoration potion/spell?

 

[Wik]

OOC: Solange has two different healing wands... but as for the restoration effect... I don't recall if it's Solange that has a wand of lesser restoration, or the cleric in our Real-Life Eberron game.

 

[Scott DeWar]

to Pendrake: Je meent het. Hoeveel hp heb je nog?

yes, i do think!

if "Hoeveel hp heb je nog?" means "how many hp do i have",
then: (I was going to respond in nederlands, but altavista/babel fish is screwing up) i have 19 hp left. it is my dex that hurts at haveing a 4 dex!!

new combat info: 19/31 hp
AC = 12 (13 vs 1 foe fm Dodge)

to corwin:

[sblock]where is the city of Delft?[/sblock]

 

[BigB]

Cepheus turns to the group trying not to be too loud and holding his arm. Quickly lets get him somewhere safe before we have unwanted company.

 

[Scott DeWar]

Pendrake whispers so as to not alert the black lillies, "i thank you all... drunk ist how i feel...head swimming, just no drink to make it so...perhaps to the red drakon inn?" the last he says with a good natured grin.