Ah! Yes, I make it 3HP, but I will use second wind.... That puts me on 9HP?
Calla projects her will into the minds of the ragers, demanding that they face her in melee, hoping to free her companions to deal with their ranged opponents.
Calla hits the siltrunner hard, grabbing the attention of the other two nearest.
Barely able to stand after Calla's attack, one of the spear-runners decides discretion is the better part of valour. Two focus their atacks on her, while the last stabs at Jareen.
Rising, Irivis sketches an unpleasant looking sign in the air next to R3 and then touches him with her rod.
"Wither."
Her ankle turns under her and she gasps slightly.
Gorad shifts to R9 while Sandswimmer moves to Q10. Gorad uses healing spirits on himself
Thunder Bear's Warding Encounter vs Fort
One of the siltrunners is badly burned by Irivis' spell. But the spritis fail to heed Gorad's call.
As long as he's unable to move the spearman will pick him apart from a safe distance, so Arakan tries to remove himself from sight. He hopes it works this time, as every other time he's tried it seems to fall short of its goal. As before, he can't seem to conjure the energies to get it to work effectively. He draws his dagger, and tries to prepare himself for the worst, still unable to flush the poison from his system.
The bombardment continues.
Jareen stay stock still, obviously frustrated, he throws out is hand and a bolt of energy seemingly flies at an attacker.
Calla curses as a dart finds flesh. She advances on one of her marked target, spear crashing down.
The spear-carriers take a more aloof stance, jabbing with their spears while holding their prey at bay.
Irivis falls to the rager's spear.
Irivis collapses again. Her iron constitution allows her to grip onto live, but even if she was conscious she'd still be unable to move.
Sandswimmer moves to t7 and attacks r3
vs will
on hit Irvis gains 3 temp hps
Arakan is gouged by the latest strike, had it not been for the invigorating presence of the spirit when he caught his breath, he is certain he would be a goner. With as much as he can muster, all he has left is a weak attempt to throw the creature off its game. "Have you worried don't we, wait until you see what comes next." He sounds convincing, but he does't believe a single word of it, and it may show. Finally, though, he can feel the numbness begin to make its way from his limbs.
Sandswimmer interposes itself between the siltrunner and Irivis as Gorad tend to her wounds. Arakan's comment just makes the siltrunner look confused - though not enough to affect its attack - but at least he has some sensation returning to his legs. More darts hiss through the air.
Still immobile Jareen casts another phantom bolt, this time at R4.
vs Will for damage, and slide to T13
Calla slumps to the ground, wounded by spear and dart, mouth open in a silent "O" of surprise or supplication.
Another of the spear-carriers decides to retreat. The other two move in closer, perhaps scenting victory as Calla falls with Irivis.
Irivis is unable to target her attack due to sand in her eyes.
Sandswimmer moves to Q9 to try and protect the group
Calla stirs and twitches as Gorad's healing power sweeps over her.
Arakan, trying to get a combination of distance from his attacker and the same for the others from theirs, steps slowly toward the other spearman. He tries to evoke an angered shout at the creature, but it comes out as nothing more than a cough. It is enough, though to allow the others to sidle closer together, which also just so happens to give him a little cover. He continues to push out the toxic effect, and get his legs moving. The way things are going, he will need them for his fevered run.
Gorad slumps to the sands.
Jareen shrugs off the hit, and casts a magic missile back at the runt in return.
6 Force damage to D3....
Arakan takes the hit and crumples to the ground.