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Monkey Fight! Rounds 4 & 5

"If you have a spare blade instead of something honed by a warm rump, I'd be happy to swap out," Kaer returns, again proving pathetic in his attempts to take out the monkeys. "This is why I hate mornings..." the rough man muttered under his breath. The barbarian frowns noticing the convulsing monkey. "Oh, bollocks, don't tell me these biting nasties have something catching..."

Houba snaps her whip forward again. It lays open an ugly gash on the ape she cracked last time. The animal staggers under the impact, limping away from the fight. "Hang in there, Kaer! I see more help on the way!"

As the remaining apes leap and screech, bite and pummel, Kaer sees two carnies rushing toward the fight, spears in hand. He also sees the Ironbeards rushing away from the fight, the unconscious Anissa in their knotted arms. The monkeys do not give chase, but turn and rush Kaer, seemingly inflamed by and attracted to the howls of their kind attacking the barbarian. Kaer allowing himself to be distracted proves a mistake. He gets bruised and gashed, one of the monkeys latching down for a painful instant on his hamstring.

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OOC: Kaer is up.

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Dice Rolls:
Houba's Whip: 1d20+3=18, 1d3=2.
Distracted Monkeys vs. Ironbeards: 1d20+2=4, 1d3=3, 1d20+2=17, 1d3=2.
3 monkeys vs. Kaer: 1d20+2=9, 1d3=1, 1d20+2=18, 1d3=3, 1d20+2=22, 1d3=1.
Monkey Crit: 1d20+2=20, 1d3=3.

Monkeys x6: 1 staggered, 2 dying.
Kaer: 9 damage.
Houba: uninjured.
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Deer Fight, Round 3 & 4

Berm is lookig quite the worst for wear. Another flury of hooves like that and he may not be standing! He has what looks to be some very serious gashes in his shoulder. Against the same deer as before he attemps another attack, though it seems out of desperation for his life. However it was for naught as the flurry of attacking hooves and antlers has totaly disrupted his aim.

Giving Berm a worried glance, but seeing little he can do to aide him Zantalus steps back and sends another expanding arrow flying at the deer. But as it twangs his fingers and flies back he begins to worry about himself instead.

But Rupert - the weasel - leaps to his masters defense jumping down to stand between his master and the deer ready to attack should it advance!

Shalaye retreats a bit from the two deer she faces, chanting and gesturing anew. Divine energy floods the area, bolstering herself and her allies. The animals jump and kick, lunging toward the oracle. She is struck in the hip by a hoof. Another deer lunges for Zantalus, but its attack is spoiled by Rupert bursting into action. The heroic familiar takes the hit for Zantalus, and then its sharp little incisors sink into the deer's leg just behind the knee. Rupert clenches his jaws and hangs on for dear life. Berm likewise suffers another glancing hoof strike. Impending unconsciousness looms large in Berm's future!

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OOC: Dear life? Get it? The PCs are up!

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Dice Rolls:
2 Deer vs. Shalaye: 1d20+2=15, 1d4+1=5, 1d20+2=11, 1d4+1=4.
3 Deer Hooves vs. Berm: 1d20+2=19, 1d4+1=2, 1d20+2=10, 1d4+1=5, 1d20+2=3, 1d4+1=5.
Crit vs. Berm: 1d20+2=19, 1d4+1=2.
Deer vs. Zantalus: 1d20+2=3, 1d4+1=2.
AoO vs. Rupert: 1d20+2=19, 1d4+1=4.

Deer x7: 1 dying, 1 injured (8 hp - Berm), 1 injured (10 hp - Zantalus).
Berm: 11 damage; blessed +1 bonus to attack rolls.
Zantalus: 4 damage; blessed +1 bonus attack rolls.
Rupert: 4 damage; blessed +1 bonus attack rolls.
Shalaye: 4 damage; blessed +1 bonus attack rolls.
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Kaer Fegavas

Houba snaps her whip forward again. It lays open an ugly gash on the ape she cracked last time. The animal staggers under the impact, limping away from the fight. "Hang in there, Kaer! I see more help on the way!"

As the remaining apes leap and screech, bite and pummel, Kaer sees two carnies rushing toward the fight, spears in hand.

"Thank the gods, someone with a real weapon! Over here boys. Be happy to take one of those off your hands and put it to good use!" Kaer calls out. Sadly, his bravado turns into a yelp of pain as one of the monkeys digs into his hamstring.

Then again, perhaps the pain was exactly the motivation he needed, as the yelp turns into an angry scream and Kaer smashes the stool into his tormentor's skull with a wet thud.

[sblock=combat] Finally IC gives me a break! :)
Improvised weapon attack;damage (1d20+1=16, 1d6+3=5)[/sblock]
 

Rupert bravely hangs on inflicting more damage, but then finds he can no longer remain conscious and drops to the ground.

Zantalus's eyes narrow and he sends another expanding shaft thumping into the beast downing it before rushing forward to Rupert.

OOC: I certainly hope it does not have more than 18hp.
 
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Berm, still in the flurry of hooves is seeing stars, so he goes into defensive fighting!

full defensive for +4 to ac, no attacks and no AOO. addtl +2 for 2 weapon defense feat
 

Monkey Fight Ends

"Thank the gods, someone with a real weapon! Over here boys. Be happy to take one of those off your hands and put it to good use!" Kaer calls out. Sadly, his bravado turns into a yelp of pain as one of the monkeys digs into his hamstring.

Then again, perhaps the pain was exactly the motivation he needed, as the yelp turns into an angry scream and Kaer smashes the stool into his tormentor's skull with a wet thud.

"Well struck, Kaer!" shouts one of the carnies, thrusting at a monkey but missing the agile creature.

The other carney, however, very nearly skewers a monkey. Houba's whip bites into monkey flesh yet again. The last monkey with any fight left ineffectually buffets Kaer. After this, the fight ends quickly. Between stool, spears, and whip, that last monkey falls. The ones that were dying all start to convulse. The fits are violent but brief. After they end, the apes sprawl about, arms and legs twisted at unnatural angles.

Slowly, carnies draw closer, forming a shrinking circle. Kaer sees the confusion and fear on many faces. Nothing like this has ever happened before. Oh, sure, there have been accidents. An animal trainer gets careless, pushes a beast too hard, gets clawed or bit, but a mass attack of this savagery? Never in the carnival's history!

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OOC: No more combat in the camp.

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Dice Rolls:
Carnies with Spears: 1d20=10, 1d8=2, 1d20=16, 1d8=4.
Houba's Whip: 1d20+3=15, 1d3=1.
1 monkey vs. Kaer: 1d20+2=9, 1d3=1, 1d20+2=18, 1d3=3, 1d20+2=22, 1d3=1.

Kaer: 9 damage.
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Deer Fight! Rounds 4 & 5

Berm, still in the flurry of hooves is seeing stars, so he goes into defensive fighting!

Rupert bravely hangs on inflicting more damage, but then finds he can no longer remain conscious and drops to the ground.

Zantalus's eyes narrow and he sends another expanding shaft thumping into the beast downing it before rushing forward to Rupert.

The elf's arrow passes through the deer's throat, puncturing arteries. The animal drops, blood pumping. About then Zantalus and Berm both notice the first felled deer start to convulse. Violently convulse. Berm hears bones breaking inside the animal's body.

Shalaye ducks away from her attackers, chanting and gesturing yet again. "Hold strong, Berm!" the oracle yells. "I shall attempt to reach you!"

Two deer lunge after Shalaye, but one appears flummoxed. It strains to attack, but cannot, as if some force compels it to refrain from violence against the oracle. The other, however, suffers no such compulsion, and slams the oracle with another hoof strike. Berm does as Shalaye urges. His defensive tactics prevent him from suffering more damage from the lunging, kicking deer that nearly have him surrounded.

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OOC: The PCs are up!

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Dice Rolls:
Shalaye Deer Saves: 1d20+2=16, 1d20+2=13.
Berm Deer Saves: 1d20+2=16, 1d20+2=16, 1d20+2=10.
Deer vs. Shalaye: 1d20+2=19, 1d4+1=3.
3 Deer vs. Berm: 1d20+2=13, 1d4+1=4, 1d20+2=13, 1d4+1=4, 1d20+2=4, 1d4+1=4.

Deer x7: 2 dying, 1 injured (8 hp - Berm).
Berm: 11 damage; blessed +1 bonus to attack rolls.
Zantalus: 4 damage; blessed +1 bonus attack rolls.
Rupert: 4 damage; blessed +1 bonus attack rolls; KOed.
Shalaye: 7 damage; blessed +1 bonus attack rolls.
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Zantalus rushes to Berm's aide and chants, "Yarps repus llab rettilg wobniar og!" Sending a shimmering cone of scintillating colors shooting forth from his finger tips and catching as many of the killer deer in it as possible.

OOC: Color Spray Will DC 16. A map would really help here, but I'm aiming to get at least two without getting Berm. If you can illustrate positioning I'll specify how I aim the cone, etc.

[sblock=Color Spray Effects]2 HD or less: The creature is unconscious, blinded, and stunned for 2d4 rounds, then blinded and stunned for 1d4 rounds, and then stunned for 1 round. (Only living creatures are knocked unconscious.)
3 or 4 HD: The creature is blinded and stunned for 1d4 rounds, then stunned for 1 round.[/sblock]
 
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Kaer Fegavas, human barbarian

Slowly, carnies draw closer, forming a shrinking circle. Kaer sees the confusion and fear on many faces. Nothing like this has ever happened before. Oh, sure, there have been accidents. An animal trainer gets careless, pushes a beast too hard, gets clawed or bit, but a mass attack of this savagery? Never in the carnival's history!

Kaer shudders as he watches the death throes of the monkeys not killed outright, and glances to his own wounds. "We need to gather the bodies, see if Zantalus can check them for sorcery. And I need to get my bloody weapons and armor. And unless someone else objects, I think all the animals stay in their cages until we sort this mess out."

Feeling he's done his share in taking the monkey's attacks so their young victim could be evacuated, and fearing more of the same if he can't identify a source, Kaer hustles back to his tent to don his gear. Zantalus was heading out ... hells, where were he and that bloody rodent of his going to? He'd run off after Berm...
 

Berm continues to maintain his defensive fighting technique taught tohim, never realizing he would actually need it!!

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I think the first word was supposed to have an A in it: Yarps, right? (go rainbow glitter ball super spray)

Zantalus rushes to Berm's aide and chants, "Yarps repus llab rettilg wobniar og!" Sending a shimmering cone of scintillating colors shooting forth from his finger tips and catching as many of the killer deer in it as possible.
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he is right here, saving berm's bacon. Right where he is needed. HA!
Zantalus was heading out ... hells, where were he and that bloody rodent of his going to? He'd run off after Berm...
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