World of Low'verok

[Jemal]

Rokelsh lets out a shout of anger "AIM YOUR WEAPONS AT SOMETHING THAT CAN FIGHT BACK, YOU COWARDLY DOGS!!" He shouts as he moves a few feet away from the horses, drawing his weapon and trying to get a bead on what attacked them, in order to return the favour.

(OOC: 5' step away from the rest of the group, calling attention to myself to draw fire. If I can see them and they're close, draw sword and charge.. otherwise draw bow and ready action to fire when I see an enemy.
Bow: +10 attack, 1d8+4 damage. +Point Blank Shot if they're within 30'.
Sword: +11while charging, 2d6+8 damage, 18-20/x2 threat.)

 

[Starman]

Syrrian casts Mage Armor on himself and draws his sword.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say they've sent the Welcoming Committee."

 

[Thels]

Drat, should've kept Obscuring Mist memorized. Not knowing where the fire's coming from, Damien decides to call forth Pelor's blessings.

OOC: Cast Bless

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*You all spring into action, casting spells to aid you in combat, preparing to make a stand. Rokelsh jumps off the cart... just as the pain-maddened horses dash off, taking everyone else with them. Thels gets dumped sideways over the seat and ends up on the ground, but everyone else manages to hang on and remain upright, more or less. However, now you are in a runaway wagon.*

*Rokelsh, as you move closer, you see some kobolds in the trees. They squeak in dismay as you close and fire your bow, catching one through the throat and dropping it into the marsh. There are at least eight of them, four on each side... or rather four on one and three on this side now.*

[OOC: Whoopsie, no one thought to calm the horses. Damien, rolled rather bad for your Ref save, so over the side you went. You're prone, but you got your spell off. Rokelsh, the kobold got extremely dead, good shot.]

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Elexia will Cast Calm Animal. "Charity, please keep the other horses calm."

 

[Starman]

Assuming Elexia's spell works, Syrrian jumps off the wagon and moves into the trees toward the attackers. If he finds them he will attack.

 

[Jemal]

OOC: Jemal slaps his forehead, thinking to himself "You know, somethinglike this is the EXACT reason I had Rokelsh take ranks in handle animal, then I jump AWAY from the frightened creatures.

IC:
Rokelsh glances at the runaway cart and shrugs, firing his bow at one of the Kobolds on the other side, then putting it away and drawing his Flamberge. "Come and face me, there's only (Insert number remaining at end of round) of you and 1 of me!"

 

[Guest 11456]

Gaoi waits for the cart to slow and then jumps out. He then looks around for enemies.

 

[Thels]

Damien half crawls, half runs towards the nearest trees, upon where he tries to regain his position and take cover, trying to get a grasp of the situation.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Elexia, you sucessfully manage to cast your spell despite the bouncy wagon ride, and between the spell and the fact that Charity is not panicked, the horses slow to a stop.*

*Syrrian, you spring off the wagon and pelt towards the ambush site, but it will take you until next round to get there, considering the distance away the horses stopped.*

*Noddy searches takes a good look around, but sees no other nasty surpising lingering. The area safe, he lets loose with a sling stone, but it goes wide.*

*Gaoi, you jump out of the wagon as it slows down and scan the brush for enemies. You can spot at least three on this side of the road, and at least that many on the other side, all half-concealed in the brush. You're about ninety feet away from the nearest group of ambushers.*

*Damien, you skitter under a large bush, getting muddy in the process. You can clearly see four kobolds up in the small trees and brush somewhat above and to the side of you. There are about four on this side of the road. As you slide under the bush, one of the kobolds spots you and squeaks in alarm.*

*Rokelsh, now that you have their number and position, you charge into battle, greatsword swinging. You slam through the brush and neatly slice one of the kobolds in half lengthwise. His companions throw javelins at you, but only one out of the two hit, but it slams into your chain shirt and you feel a rib crack, it's painful but not too serious.*

*The alarmed kobold throws a javelin at Damien, skimming across his arm. The other the hurl theirs at Syrrian, him being the closest. Only one of the three hits, opening up a shallow wound on his lower leg. It bleeds freely and profusely.*

OOC: - Rokelsh got a crit, slicing the kobold to finely-minced ribbons, and took 3 points of damage. Damien, you only took 2. Syrrian, you took 4 and made a bad Fort save.