“Into the trees!” Ashshar hisses as he raises his shield, doing his best to wriggle and squirm into a more defensible location.
Cole, however, continues his rush up the incline and towards the pitched fight. Quickly scrabbling up over the lip of the incline, he bellows another wordless warcry as he snatches the handle of the massive blade from over his shoulder. In one efficient move, he slides free from its sheath and slams down on the nearest lizard warrior in a meteoric vertical strike.
"PORTFORGED!" he roars without taking his eyes from the immediate fight, "WHAT'S GOING ON DOWN THERE?!"
Ashshar collapses, already weak from blood loss and shock, as he is felled by the claw of a foe.
Cole erupts up the slope and promptly fells another lizard warrior. Through the bushes he can see another battling Nalverren. It turns and snarls at him.
5ft step to B14 and take a shot at L6
Nalverren steps back to the edge of the cliff, next to Cole, and fire his bow. It nicks the lizard-warrior's hide but only seems to draw it on.
Barely concious, and slumped against the ground, Portforged strains to focus its mind. Finally able to concentrate, it lets go of the ground and vanishes, reappearing standing next to Rehil's bag.
As quickly as possible, the combs through it, searching for healing fruit to feed to Vaard.
The poisondusk archers notice Portforged's sudden resurrection. One shoots at the warforged, the other at James, hoping to send both him and Will on a tumble down the slope.
The shaman and his crocodile companion haul back up on the bank once more.
Rehil pulls his long blade free of the dead lizardman and spins to attack on his right.
If L11 is already dead, then L9
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James Will attack the Lizard right in front of him fighting Defensively after Rehil attack
Current AC 20
william Will focus on the same target after Rehil attack;
Using an action point William will attack again if he can (Should Lizard Goes down James will, if possible, 5ft step forward
James chomps one lizard warrior and brings him down. He scrambles up on to the top of the rise and Will smashes his club down on another. Rehil finishes that one off with his blade.
The lizardfolk step over Ashshar and engage Rehil and James.
Seven feet of arcanically-fueled, adamantine-reinforced, built-and-trained for combat war machine roars defiance back at the lizardfolk champion. He takes a thunderous step forward, pivoting to bring as much power to bear as possible.
Nalverren takes a shot at L6.
Cole's mighty blow isn't enough to fell the lizard-warrior.
The archers focus on Rehil and James again.
The crocodile lumbers over to where the slumped form of Portforged lies at the base of the cliff. The crocodile opens its jaws and siezes the warforged's head, closing firmly to hold it fast, as the shaman barks commands. The shaman then yells out in its high-pitched voice:
Rehil stiffens as he takes an arrow in the back, but he dare not turn his attention away from his melee foe.
"He says to surrender or he kills Portforged!" Cole says as he looks for another opening in the lizardfolk champion's defenses. "Don't know if he'll honor the, though."
He roars back at the shaman in draconic.
The little shaman replies:
The lizard warrior opposite Cole hisses:
Cole relents, his blade's tip dropping to the ground. "He says he'll spare us." Again, he switches languages.
Hearing Cole, Rehil steps back and to the side, leaving his sword pointing from one outstretched hand toward his opponent. Without taking his eyes from the lizardman opposite him, he asks Cole, "And you believe him? He probably just wants to keep us fresh for the pot.
His other hand slips into his belt pouch and gropes for his cure light wounds potion.
The lizard-warrior opposite Rehil shouts:
Below the slope, the shaman hisses in anger.
"if he ask us to surrender and be prisoners we are good as dead" says william to rehil holding his action in a defensive stance
From the forest at the cliff top, Nalerren yells down,
The shaman replies:
"They want to take us to the chief of the finbacks." Nalverren translates to common for the other party members to hear.
"that will leave us at their mercy as we will be surrounded. Forced to take what ever deal they give or be killed. So its one death vs our possible death to all"
"Easy, Will."
Rehil ceases his search for the potion and eases the sword into a guard position over his right shoulder.
"He takes us to the chief for what purpose?"
If his opponent similarly relaxes, the elf lets the blade dip to rest on his shoulder.
The shaman loses his temper.
The shaman curses, then barks a command to his crocodile mount. The crocodile bites down, hard.
As the crocidile's fangs plunge into its body, every wire in the core of Portforged shakes, trying to keep itself alive.
With a final hum, the shards powering Portforged's backup circuits cracks, and its internal processes halt.
Portforged is dead. Destroyed. Finished.
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Rehil is still staring at his opponent. He doesn't see the reptilian jaws close on Portforged's head, but the reaction of his Cold Sun opponent to that sight is sufficient to put the elf back on his guard....
With the negotiation over and the death of a comrade william urged james to attack once again
fighting Def
Current AC 20
William will then club (or at least try to) on the lizardfolk in front of him
The shock of a comrade's death make Will's and James's attacks ineffectual.
Faster than his opponent Rehil's blade rises and slashes downward.
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3 hp, 1 action point left.
The warriors continue to slog away at one another.