World's Largest Dungeon

[InVinoVeritas]

"Put it down, Carolina!" Thorg shouts.

 

[Kafkonia]

Angered by the halfling's show of aggression, the orcs snarl and attack.

"Surprise" round:

-The leader orc charges at Carolina, who immediately fires off a bolt from her crossbow, landing a shot on his shoulder. (AoO 18+, 4 pts) The bolt throws him off balance, causing his axe to swing wildly over her head (2+ miss)
-The second orc charges Baeril, striking a mighty blow to the wizard (19+ threatens, 4+ does not confirm, 6 pts of damage.) The third orc hesitates a moment before attacking Thorg, enabling the cleric to dodge out of the way (9+ misses.)

First round:

18- Jerolan thrusts his rapier at the Orc that struck Baeril. The orc narrowly avoids the blow, but his movement puts him in perfect position for Jerolan's follow-up strike with his dagger. (3+ misses, 13+ hits, 2 dmg)
17- Thorg moves to attack the orc that threatened Carolina, heedless of the danger to himself and narrowly avoiding a blow from the orc that missed him before (AoO 6+ misses.) He shouts something in orcish and stabs the orc with his spear (9+3 hits, 9 pts of damage.) The orc collapses to the ground.
16- Baeril (-6 hp) steps back and flings a handfull of colourful dust at the orcs, striking two of them with a varicoloured spray of energy. Both orcs stumble for a moment, then drop to the ground, unconscious. (Will saves 14+ fails, 15+ fails.) Only the orc that attacked Carolina remains standing.
11- Carolina, having evaded the first strike from the orc leader, moves back and reloads her crossbow, preparing for a second shot. (double move, reload)
9 Aswan - Moves to stand above the fallen orcs
8- Orc 1 (-13 hp) lies unconscious on the ground, bleeding from a serious wound, breathing shallowly.
1- Orc 2 (-2 hp) lies unconscious on the ground.
1- Orc 3 lies unconscious on the ground.

Combat is over.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"I say!" Baeril exclaims, reeling from the blow. As his thrush chirps in a panic, whirling overhead in tight circles, he reaches into a pocket of his lederhosen and whips out a small packet wrapped in thin paper. Plunging his fingers into it, he pulls out a pinch of multicolored sand and flings it at his attacker. In mid-air, the sand turns into a bright cone of multicolored light, engulfing the orc. "Behave yourself!"

[[Baeril casts color spray at his attacker, attempting to catch more than one orc in its cone.]]

 

[industrygothica]

Carolina fires off her shot and instinctively withdraws from melee range, quickly reloading her crossbow for another shot at the wild orcs.

[sblock="OOC:"]She'll use a double move action to move about 20 feet in a clear direction and reload her crossbow.[/sblock]

 

[Boddynock]

"Now then, berk, it's time you learned your manners." Jerolan lunges at the orc which attacked Baeril, seeking to make a tidy hole in his chest. He then segues into an offhand attack en sixte, striking low and hoping to gut the smelly creature.

"This ... is the way ... my Lady ... and her little sister ... school such oafs ... as you!"

[sblock=OOC]Rapier, primary +4 1d4 18-20/x2
Dagger, offhand +4 1d3 19-20/x2

Could we have a battle map, please, Kafkonia?[/sblock]

 

[Kafkonia]

Map:
[SBLOCK]
I can't find the nice scanned in map right now, so for this fight we'll have to make do with an ascii representation. I'll fix this for the future (the maps are *huge* so it's hard to get them down to a manageable size. )

__d____d____________________________________________
|                                         JO       |
|                                        B  O   O  |
|                                      A    T      |
|                                                  |
|                                                  |
|                                                  |
|                                                  |
--D---------------------------                     |
                              |                    |
                              |                    |
                              |                  C |
                              |                    |
                              ''''''''''''''''''''''

The map shows where everyone is as of this point in posting -- Baeril and Carolina have 5' stepped back, Jerolan has moved into melee.

Everyone is represented by the first letter of their name. "O" is for orc. "D" is the door you came through, "d" are the doors you've noticed but not gone through. The line of apostrophes (') are the extent of what you've seen; the room may go further.

I hope this makes do for now!

[/SBLOCK]

 

[wmasters]

Aswan takes a breath to ready himself then charges the nearest orc (if he can't charge by his initiative he'll just move up and attack).

 

[InVinoVeritas]

"No! You were going to be our friends!" Thorg cries. Seeing the onslaught, he shakes his head, takes a step to the side at stabs at the leader orc who attacked Carolina with his longspear.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

[[Will the whole combat be edited into that post?]]

Baeril steps back away from the fallen orcs, clutching his walking stick, ready to strike if he's approached.

 

[Kafkonia]

The three orcs lie unconscious on the ground, two felled by Baeril's timely colour spray, one by the solid blow landed by Thorg's spear. All three are still alive, but by the looks of things the leader may not stay that way for long.

The rat Thorg is carrying peeks nervously out over the sling, squeaks, and goes back.