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As the three who lag behind the main group hunker down in a small ravine, you hear the approach of those behind you. As they crest the last rise and begin scrambling down into the gully where you wait, you see two hideous, misshapen brutes. Covered in black fur, with large ears drooping down almost to their shoulders, they peer out at the world with enormous, milky white eyes. They travel hunched over, their heads too small for their powerful bodies, sniffing the air from time to time as they scamper across the ground.
Wearing plain but serviceable leather armor, they both carry small wooden shields and a morningstar each. As they draw nearer, they both turn towards Flint, opening their mouths to reveal a tangle of jagged, sharp teeth. Hefting their weapons, they rush forward with a snarl - drawing nearer and revealing they both wear crude necklaces made from bloody and decaying humanoid ears.
Garret fires an arrow at the approaching bugbears, piercing it's leather armor.
Once Damandor sees that the battle has begun, he moves toward the creatures that are now attacking his friends, in one hand carrying his crossbow. He then draws out a piece parchment with the other hand, something is written on it, and holding it aloft in front of him, speaks a few softly chanted words. He is then surrounded by a shimmering magical field.
As the two brutes charge towards Flint, Grunthor suddenly surges from his hiding place, swinging his sword wildly at one of the beasts in a glancing blow which fails to penetrate his armor. Turning to face this new threat, he responds with an attack of his own, however the morningstar fails to connect as Grunthor easily dodges to one side.
Bugbear attack on Grunthor. (1d20+5=6, 1d8+2=5)
The other bugbear continues on towards Flint, opening his mouth to display his needle-like teeth in an evil grin as he hefts his morningstar. Flint is unprepared for the savagery of the attack and suffers a severe wound as the bugbear's weapon collides with the side of the dwarf's head. His eyes widening in anticipated triumph, the beast lets out a painful howl of his own, turning to look down at Garret's arrow jutting out from his side.
Bugbear attack on Flint (1d20+5=25, 1d8+2=3)
Critical confirmation on Flint (1d20+5=25, 1d8+2=4)
As the violence erupts, Ivan, Anyssa and Damandor respond quickly, turning and rushing back towards the battle.
Still a bit surprised by the bugbear's strike, Flint growls and swings his warhammer...
Ivan continues to run toward the nearest enemy until he is able to make a diving tackle against a bugbear.
Grapple: 19
Flint retaliates against the bugbear which attacked him moments ago, his blow striking the growling beast savagely in the side. He grunts in pain, then snarls in response, hefting his morningstar to once more attack the dwarf. Luckily for Flint, the second blow glances harmlessly off his armor.
Second attack on Flint. (1d20+5=16, 1d8+2=4)
His companion is not so lucky, lifting his weapon in an attempt to fend of Grunthor's attack which the barbarian easily swats aside. Following through, Grunthor runs the bugbear through, knocking him to the ground in a lifeless heap.
Flint laughs as the bugbear's attack glances off his armor. He swings his warhammer at the humanoid, trying to fnish it off before it can finish him off...
Flint roars as he strikes the bugbear mightily, his warhammer making a satisfying cruch as it strikes the bugbear.
The bugbear dodges to one side, evading Damandor's shot but moving into the path of Flint's attack. The dwarf cuts the beast down, and he drops to the ground with a grunt of pain. As suddenly as it begun, the skirmish seems to be over. However, as Anyssa, Ivan and Damandor rejoin the others, you can begin to make out more growls from over the rise. It sounds like the two you confronted here were merely the scouts for a larger band.
Flint attempts to heal himself with the spell he prepared.
He then unstraps his shield and tries to hide.
As you hunker down to hide, four more of the evil looking beasts come over the hill and enter the gulley. They do not seem to be moving as stealthily as the previous two were, talking to one another in short grunts as they pick their way through the rocky terrain. Seeing their comrades dead on the ground, the four of them look around alert for danger and call out in an unfamiliar language. They once more spot some of you as you attempt to hide and begin to move down into the small ravine, morningstars at the ready. As they do, a large, hulking brute crests the hill behind them, stopping at the top of the rise to watch as the battle is joined.
The large creature behind the bugbears stands almost nine feet tall, it's dark skin is covered in lumps and stains. Dressed in the rough hide of some large beast, it carries an enormous wooden club, with a couple of javelins strapped across its back. As the bugbears rush forward to engage, the large savage reaches for one of its javelins.
"Take that, evil creature, that will teach you stalk unwary travelers!"
"Everyone watch out for others coming at us from different directions. We wouldn't want to get caught in the same type of trap we laid for the first two."
Damandor looks around about to see if he can spot others coming from different directions.
"Who else thinks the big one's a giant?"
Flint straps on his shield and fire a glob of acid at the nearest bugbear.*
Grunthor's blow is devastating, cutting another of the beasts savagely as it spins to one side and collapses in an unmoving heap. Undeterred, the two brutes still standing press the attack, one fighting Grunthor and the other engaging Anyssa.
Snorting with derision, Grunthor's opponent swings his morningstar at the barbarian, striking him a vicious blow.
The one fighting Anyssa is less successful as she dodges easily under his wild swing.
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From atop the rise, their hulking leader roars with rage, hurling his javelin towards Garret with a mighty throw before hefting his club and preparing to charge down the ravine into the fray. Luckily for the halfling, the javelin sails wide, shattering on a nearby boulder.
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Two bugbears remain, one fighting Anyssa who has been wounded and the other is engaging Grunthor. Garret is a short distance away from the melee and Damandor a little further back. Their hulking leader is about to charge into the combat and would probably be able to reach any of Garret, Grunthor or Anyssa in one round.
Damandor seeing the near hit to Garret fires his crossbow at the huge figure coming down the hillside.
[ooc]Ranged attack: Heavy Crossbow - , Damage:
After missing his target Damandor pleads with Corellon to aid them as he moves closer to Anyssa to aid her if needed.
"Corellon, please aid us at this time as we protect ourselves from our enemies and try to restore order to Bastion."
Anyssa's opponent, smarting from the wounds she has already inflicted, brings its morningstar sweeping down towards her in a retaliatory blow which she easily dodges.
Meanwhile, continuing his brutal assault, Grunthor dispatches another of the bugbears before coming face to face with the large creature charging down into the gully. Still focussed on the bugbears fallen around him, Grunthor is unable to avoid the brute's attack and receives a blow from his massive club.
Attack on Anyssa:
Damage:
Attack on Grunthor:
Damage:
Damandor leaps into the fray as Grunthor falls, cutting the enemies' leader in the thigh. Meanwhile, Garret falls back a short distance from the confused melee. Two of the enemy remain standing, although both are wounded. Anyssa is fighting the bugbear whilst Damandor is facing off against the larger foe.