Seeing poor Salty getting stabbed at Suny winces and looks to her two aggressors. Then simply 'Winks out'
Yah, with those results, Suny is probably not going to do any sneak damage during this round.
Nhati knows that this isn't supposed to be a fight to the death, but seeing the halfling throw a dagger, she decides that she'll use a little deadly force of her own -- hoping that if she does take somebody down, she'll be able to get to them and stabilize them before their life seeps away.
Speaking a few arcane syllables, she points at the halfling. A ray of heat fires out, the air around it shimmering, in the direction of her target.
Lissane 30/30
Huldren 49/49
Orc1 37/37
Orc2 37/37
Miss.
As Suny vanishes from sight, the sound of her rapidly dashing across the floor can be heard before her skirt reappears in a flying attempt to entangle the mace-wielding orc. The man growls at the effort, smashing the skirt to the ground with his mace while looking frantically for the elf behind it. He looks rather disappointed when he doesn't see her, but it doesn't stop him from flailing his weapon in her general direction. Fortunately, his wild attack hits nothing but air.
The other half-orc, still mostly stunned by Bellamy's display of color, can hardly move. He groans loudly then spits. "Bah. Magic's fer babies." He cracks his knuckles again and points at Bellamy. "Yer going down, Blindey."
A gout of flame blasts across the battlefield, missing the halfling by a hair. She slides along the floor under the magic as she draws another knife, laughing the whole way. "Neat trick, but bad aim!"
"Funny thing, you talking about goin' down..." Cackled Bellamy.
He casts Animate Rope and a rope slithered out to wrap around the half-orc's ankles.
As the prone hulk of a man by Reijo's feet struggles to regain his sight, he opportunistically takes advantage of his disability with his armaments. He lands a particularly low blow with his cutlass, drawing blood.
Lissane 30/30
Huldren 33/49
Orc1 37/37
Orc2 37/37
The rope can enwrap only a creature or an object within 1 foot of it - it does not snake outward - so it must be thrown near the intended target. Doing so requires a successful ranged touch attack roll (range increment 10 feet).
Huldren grunts with pain and rolls away from the blow, clambering to his feet and wiping his face with a blood-coated hand. He peers down at his hand, then looks at his wound. "Hah! Just a lil' nick. We're just gettin' started." He grabs a small flask at his side and rapidly downs the contents. Large portions of the crowd start shouting cheers of encouragement for Huldren while simultaneously jeering at Reijo. Apparently landing an 'unfair' blow on the local champion was not being taken well.
Meanwhile, Bellamy tosses his rope at the unarmed half-orc's feet and it rapidly coils itself around his ankles. The orc flails wildly, growling disapproval, but can't seem to shake the rope off.
Ol' Salty spends his turn taking the dagger out of his leg.
"Damn ye lil' git. I'll gitcha soon.
Vik will try to get in a position to flank Huldren, possibly with Reijo, while avoiding the Orc mooks.
"Don't get in me' way!"
Lissane 30/30 (3/6 daggers left)
Huldren 33/49
Orc1 37/37
Orc2 37/37 Entangled
-2 range -4 melee
As Viktorra tries to get around behind Huldren, she nearly loses her footing on the freshly blood-soaked floorboards. Scrambling to catch herself, she manages to hold onto both her footing and her weapon - but the misstep costs her a perfect opportunity to flank the brute.
The halfling laughs as Ol' Salty pries the knife from his leg. "'Least yer old 'nuff no one'll even notice the limp!" She tosses a sadistically playful wink at the old man before turning towards the pair of swordsmen surrounding her boss. She dashes back along the edge of the ring as she draws and tosses another blade - this one aimed at Vik's back. Her moment of pause is just enough for the blade to land a direct hit, piercing through one of the links in her armor.
Nhati blinks out of existence and back into existence a short distance away, putting her into a good range for zapping the halfling, but not too close to the halfling.
That done, she speaks some more arcane syllables and points again at the halfling. A ray of heat shoots out from her fingers, the air around it rippling, towards the halfling.
Suny is hopefully inconveniencing one or two of the half-orcs.
Lissane 30/30 (3/6 daggers left)
Huldren 33/49
Orc1 37/37 [Warhammer][-2 AC 1 round]
Orc2 21/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
Nhati slips through space and time and emerges with a flaming ray arcing across the arena. The halfling, already presenting a small target, ducks into a roll and avoids becoming barbequed.
Suny follows suit and reappears behind the entangled half-orc and delivers a pair of quick jabs to the man's kidneys. The orc doubles over and turns to face his attacker, ignoring the rope coiling tighter and tighter around his legs to snarl at Suny. He throws all his weight behind a punch aimed, but is too tied up to land the blow.
His twin shakes off the strangeness left over from the dazzling colors and charges at Bellamy with a battle roar. The crowd goes wild as the blind man easily sidesteps the raging orc's blow. Money continues to exchange hands, though you can hear several very enthusiastic cheers for your 'crew' now.
Lissane 30/30 (3/6 daggers left)
Huldren 25/49
Orc1 37/37 [Warhammer][-2 AC 1 round]
Orc2 21/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
Reijo leaves Huldren little room to recover as he closes in towards the man with his weapons flailing about. Huldren tosses his empty flask aside and bring his mace up to block the man's assault. Reijo sneaks his cutlass in under the parry, but his axe hits the head of the mace full force. The resounding impact sends up a cry of applause from the crowd, but the force of the blow sends the axe flying from Reijo's hand. It turns twice in the air before sticking firmly in the boards beside their feet.
Huldren reels backward from the strike, but laughs and wipes a spot of blood from his cheek. "Without both yer weapons now, boy." He grips the mace in both hands and swings at Reijo with all of his strength. With only half of the defense he'd previously had, the blow connects with Reijo's chest and nearly shatters through his ribs. The man staggers back as Huldren offers a deep-bellied chuckle. "Ain't much with just a sword, are ye?"
No-Eyes gasped and pointed behind the nearer half-orc (the one who just charged). "SHARK!" He bellowed.
vs. enemy sense motive. Success = attack Flat Footed AC instead of regular AC when he turns to look.
for a possible nonlethal bludgeoning damage.
"HEE he he!"
Viktorra issues a swift prayer to Besmara, and uses a fervor to cast Shield of Faith on herself.
Then, she'll attempt to dance her way backward out of Huldren's reach in order to take that pesky halfling head on.
She'll move over to the halfling, and thrust her rapier at her.
As the half orc tries to attack Bellamy, Ol' Salty turns his attention back. Ignoring the knife in his leg, he conjures a torrent of water around his hand.
"Hang on der Blindy. I'll help ye!"
Nhati grimaces. She's not really that good in a stand-up gladiator fight, and she already used up her most powerful arcane energies missing the halfling with scorching rays. Now she's got very little spell energy left. She pulls out her spellbook, and briefly pages through it, utilizing some of her arcane reservoir and some mnemonic trick she'd learned in order to replace the prepared spells in her mind.
Suny continues to try and subdue her opponent.
Lissane 30/30 (3/6 daggers left)
Huldren 25/49
Orc1 37/37 6 NL [Warhammer][-2 AC 1 round]
Orc2 21/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
Bellamy attempts his usual tricks, but the thuggish half-orc before him is having nothing of the sort. He growls at hardly notices the mention of sharks. Bellamy quickly follows up with a quick thump from his sap, but the barrel-chested orc doesn't even flinch from the minor blow. Fortunately, Ol' Salty has his new friend's back. With a quick incantation he sends a sudden torrent of water gushing into the face of the half-orc. The man frantically spits and sputters as he staggers backward a few feet, trying to clear his mouth.
Meanwhile, Viktorra dances past Huldren and heads for the smaller combatant hiding around the back of the ring. The halfling sees her coming and ducks under the woman's rapier, quickly drawing a knife of her own and trying to stab it into Viktorra's thigh. The quick swordswoman sees the blow coming and takes a quarter-step backward, parrying away the knife with her (much larger) rapier. The halfling looks almost offended, but the crowd cheers.
Lissane 30/30 (3/6 daggers left)
Huldren 25/49
Orc1 37/37 6 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 21/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
While the tied up half-orc struggles to free himself, Suny wastes no time in putting another pair of punches into the man. A quick jab in the chest sets him up for a follow up across the jaw. The orc spits a mouthful of blood and snarls, bringing his own fists up in retaliation. Finally he lands a blow on Suny, bruising the otherwise well toned skin of her face.
The other half-orc, now fighting both of the elders amongst the 'crew,' spits at Ol' Salty. "Keep outta 'dis, s'between me'n 'im!" He raises his heavy warhammer high above his head and closes the gap to Bellamy, swinging low to break the man's stance. Yet once more the blind man proves his preternatural agility - as the blow comes close, Bellamy takes a quick step back and sends the half-orc blow into the floorboards.
Nhati takes the moment of opportunity offered by Viktorra's attack on the halfling to prepare something a little more suitable for the arena battle. With any luck victory would be upon them soon - her magical arsenal was running out!
"Owie!" Is Suny's response.
And while she swings furiously back at the big paluka... Her anger over takes her control and the Half-orc garners barely a scratch. :P
Lissane 30/30 (3/6 daggers left)
Huldren 25/49
Orc1 37/37 6 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 21/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
Reijo 15/41
Reijo staggers back, quickly checking to make sure nothing was broken. His gut hurt like hell, but all the bones were in the right place. Huldren sees the swashbuckler's face and chuckles. "Heh, they dun' call me Heavy Huldren fer nuttin, lad." As Huldren closed the gap between the two men, Reijo lashed out with both weapons, but the gladiatorial champion would not be deterred. The brief sight of victory was spurring him through the pain. Huldren beats Reijo's axe aside with his mace before turning and putting a crushing blow onto his opponent's forearm. The force of the impact very nearly disarms (literally, even!) Reijo!
"Oops, looked like you tripped there boy, lemme help ye!" No-Eyes said as he brought the cosh down on the half-orcs head.
for a possible nonlethal bludgeoning damage.
"HEE he he!"
"Is ye' alright, Reijo? I hear ya granting an awful lot."
"As for ye," Vik says, turning back to the halfling, "Take this!"
A quick thrust towards the woman's body, aimed at taking her out quickly.
Huldren sees the swashbuckler's face and chuckles. "Heh, they dun' call me Heavy Huldren fer nuttin, lad."
"I thought it were them callin' ye heavy 'cause you was fat!"
"I be thinkin' 'Lardy-@rse Huldren' be a better name fer ye!" :P The mischievous Elf adds an insult to her verbal injury.
Lissane 30/30 (2/6 daggers left)
Huldren 25/49
Orc1 37/37 8 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 21/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
Reijo 15/41
The blind Bellamy leaves his greener opponent little room to recover. Bringing his sap up, he clubs the man over the head as he's still recovering from the sudden gush of water. The hard-headed orc hardly seems to notice.
The nimble halfling ducks under Viktorra's rapier, sticking out her tongue in mockery of the swordswoman's slow strike. "Have ta do better'n that!" Ducking around behind Viktorra, the halfling drew another dagger as she moved to stab the both of them into her opponent's side. Viktorra turns with her opponent, the two of them locked into a bladed dance. The halfling's knives are quick... but not quick enough! With a slight turn of her rapier and a flourishing sweep, Viktorra sends one of the daggers skittering across the floor. The halflings' eyes turn on her with subdued rage.
Lissane 30/30 (2/6 daggers left)
Huldren 25/49
Orc1 37/37 8 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 20/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
Reijo 15/41
As Suny unleashes a blind fury of her own, the entangled half-orc manages to half-dodge half-fall away from most of the blow. Keeping to his feet, the bruised lummox tosses another center-mass punch her way. Suny very nearly avoids the blow... but it catches her along the lowest rib in her side. Already she could feel the bruise welling up...
The half-orc's wet and tired twin stomped back into range of Bellamy. Growling like a beast - perhaps he was more full-blooded than the other - he lifts his hammer and brings it down on Bellamy's head full force. The impact very nearly knocks the blind man to the ground. Blood begins to seep from the head wound, but there are no eyes for it to impair. To the half-orc's chagrin, Bellamy stays standing and grinning with all of his usual charm.
Viktorra's image seems to flicker, and another appears beside her.
Both images grin at the small woman, and then lash out with their rapiers.
Round 5_____
"Ow! Mighty good hit there boy! Yer shoes are untied!"
When the big guy looks down, Bellamy will clock him with the Sap again.
for a possible nonlethal damage.
"Ay was gonna save this one for Reijo, but seems we're gonna need it Bellamy."
Ol' Salty shifts behind Bellamy and casts AID, granting him a small shield.
Bellamy gains 6 temporary hit points, +1 on attack rolls, and +1 on saves vs fear.
Nhati surveys the battlefield. She believes that Viktorra will be able to handle the halfling, so she decides to turn her attention to the leader of their enemies. Hoping that she doesn't kill him, she holds up her hands and fires out a couple of bolts of magical force which fly unerringly in his direction, leaving a trail of blue sparks behind them as they fly.
When he provoked earlier, Reijo's cutlass found its mark against the recovering Huldren.
The bruised and battered sailor snarls at the hulking brute. He carefully positions himself to flank him once more, growling while reaching into a pouch.
Smirking through his pain, Reijo tosses white powder into Huldren's face, leaving a cloud around his head... and eyes turned bloodshot red!
Answering Vik's query of concern, "Me likes Holeinhead much bett'r when he ain't be seein' the light o'day!"
Lissane 30/30 (2/6 daggers left)
Huldren 9/49
Orc1 37/37 12 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 20/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
As Bellamy laughs and ducks about, he points down at the half-orc's shoes. The brute follows the blind man's 'gaze' and subsequently finds another lump on the back of his noggin! Ol' Salty, eager to protect his friend and ally, steps in behind Bellamy and grants him a modicum of magical protection!
Off to the side, Nhati puts her freshly prepared magic missile to use. The two bolts of arcane power zip across the battlefield and sear through Huldren's armor as though it weren't even there. The bruised, bloodied, and blinded man looks as though he is on his last legs, but that does little to stop him. Huldren howls with rage, turning on Reijo with all of his anger...
Only to get a faceful of chalk powder! The man brushes fruitlessly at his eyes, then swings madly at the troublesome pirate. His frantic blows his nothing but air as Reijo ducks away from Huldren's heavy hammer.
Near the back of the arena, Viktorra calls upon a blessing of Besmara to enlist the aid of an illusory double. The halfling before her blinks twice in confusion, then rolls away from the pair of rapier thrusts directed her way.
Suny's swings, while given with gusto, don't do more than fan her target. She blinks... then shrugs.
"Buggerit."
Round 6_____
"Is that the pirate queen behind you? Naked?" Bellamy called out, pointing behind the big guy.
When the big guy looks behind him, Bellamy will clock him with the Sap again.
for a possible nonlethal damage.
"Sorry, that was Reijo again! Donno why I keep gettin' those two confused..." Cackled No-Eyes.
Overhearing his old mate's confusion over Reijo being a pirate queen, Reijo wryly retorts, "Ye be imaginin' me in the buff again Blindey? Y'been marooned fer far too long, ye looney old pig-nut." Reijo disagreeably shakes his head.
"HEE he he!
"Take it off boy! Sunny needs some manly encouragement!"
Lissane 30/30 (2/6 daggers left)
Huldren 9/49
Orc1 37/37 19 NL [Warhammer]
Orc2 20/37 Entangled [Unarmed]
After another shout of not-so-subtle misdirection, the half-orc in front of Bellamy spins in place as his not-so-bright brain struggles to process the moment. Bellamy takes great advantage of the moment to clunk him over the head once more. All the while, cheers go up through some of the women in the crowd - all now shouting Reijo's name. Apparently Bellamy had started something.
The smallest fighter grimaces as she glances from Viktorra to the rest of the arena - where her crew wasn't doing particularly well. She glared up at Viktorra, then spit on one of her four feet. Pulling another dagger to replace the one she'd lost she flipped it around in her off-hand to play defense. Brushing away one of Viktorra's blows, the halfling then ducks under her feet and stabs a dagger into the back of Vik's heel... Only for the heel to go up in a puff of smoke. The halfling nearly loses her balance from the sudden emptiness where her dagger just struck. "Bah, frickin' magic tricks!"
Nhati joins the chant. "Yeah! Reijo! Take it off!"
However, she doesn't let this distract her from sending another pair of shimmering blue bolts of magical force in the direction of Huldren. Despite her jovial call, she grimly realizes that she's spent the arcane energy she has available for spells today, and hopes that this combat does not go on too much longer... or she might start to be in trouble.
Tai, the parrot who is up in the rafters, also takes advantage of the opportunity. "Take it off! REijo in the buff!"