Startled by the sudden flash of blades, Pavanna snarls at her attacker, throwing off her cloak. She has too many people to help and too little time to help all of them, and Saroune’s yelp of pain makes the choice for her.
Her red eyes in fury, Pavanna gathers her will, focuses it on the face of the man who just stabbed Saroune, and releases a sunburst-flash of magical light by barking out a word in Infernal: “«Flare!»”.)
The shock of seeing one of the so-called devil-woman in front of him causes the thug to botch his sword thrust yet again as he tries to take advantage of the momentary distraction of spell casting.
A flash of light goes off with a pop in front of the face of the the thug that had bloodied Saroune. He curses in a lilting language as spots swim before his eyes.
AC 14
Thug 1: 8
Thug 2: 8
Thug 3: 8
Thug 4: 8
Thug 5: 8 dazzled
A screech of steel down his spear-arm and Oliius was suddenly acting on instinct. Poor guy was all that made it into his head before reflexes kicked in. With Asmodaen dicipline he stood, pivoted, and jabbed in one fluid maneuver.
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Victoria saw it happening around her. The thug had just missed her with its less than impressive swordsmanship. Drawing her sword, she gave the thug a challenging look as she returned the favor, with less than satisfying results.
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Move Action: Draw longsword
Standard Action: Take a swing at Thug 2.
Thirzin grins, having already gripped the armor on his arm and the weaponry under his cloak. He chuckles as he swings the axe at one of the thugs .
"Now it's a party!" The dwarf's drunken over exuberance allows his enemy to meet death as he is almost cut in twain.
Hearing the hiss of a blade through the air, Horatio manages to twist himself out of the way just in time, standing in one quick motion, rapier already in his hand. His eyes lock on those of the thug who tried to attack him, and he waves his free hand in a quick, hypnotic motion, muttering a few rhyming lines under his breath. He watches the eyes of his attacker glaze, hoping they remain that way, and orders, "Subdue him!", pointing at the man who attacked Saroune.
Thug 1: 8
Thug 2: 1
Thug 3: 8
Thug 4: 8 dazzled
Thug 5: 8
Seeing stuff breaking out I move to action. I five foot to thug #3. I then do Flurry of Maneuvers.
I start with Ki throw: To trip him, he is prone in square 10-F.
I then attempt to grapple him as my second maneuver: -I fail.
He will provoke if he attempts to stand. I will place myself and him.
Well considering that Gluck is still standing I am guessing then that that last hit happens.
Saroune heard the soft whisper of a blade being pulled from its scabbard just in time to face her attacker, a brutish Scarnzi man holding a rapier. He slashed once and pain blossomed in Saroune's neck and chest. She screamed in pain. Before the man could finish her though, a blast of light erupted in his face, sending him reeling.
Saroune used this opportunity to scramble away, trying desperately to escape the dangerous pair of men that stood around her.
Pavanna-19
Saroune-18
Thugs-18
Victoria-17
Gluck-15
Horatio-12
Olivius-11
Thirzin-8
Noro-7
Akisame-6
AC 15
HP 16
AC 14
Thug 1: 8
Thug 2: Gone with the wind
Thug 3: 8 (Probably toast)
Thug 4: 8 dazzled
Thug 5: 8
In a flurry of motion, everyone reacts to the attacks. Thirzin nearly rends his foe in twain, sending him running for the hills. The thug that had been dazzled by Pavanna and the one that had attacked her with underwhelming results move, almost in unison, to flank her. Despite the flashy display, both of them manage to miss. The thug that Akisame had tripped rolls on his back and tries to spring to his feet before anyone can react. Unfortunately for him, three of the four people that can strike at him are just a hair faster than he is. Olivius' opponent repeats his attack, with similar results.
Gluck on the other hand proves to be terribly efficient as another blow slams into Noro's stomach.
"Hurry up, knock her out and lets go!" Jubrayl yells at Gluck as he takes the longer, but safer way to the door.
People run out of the building, having no interest in getting involved in something that's sure to attract the sheriff's attention.
Olivius hears the arena announcer yell at the monster in the ring just as he bats away a pathetic attempt to stab him, then he hears boards creaking as the announcer runs around the topmost ring of bleachers. Olivius knows a boss when he sees one. He bursts past his goon and darts up the bleachers like steps with suprising agility. He impacts Jubryal at the top like the business end of a battering ram.
Pavanna keeps her focus on the goon she struck at with her magic, trusting Horatio to protect her back. A simple parry sends his rapier past her shoulder, and her backswing deftly slashes deep into his side. “I’m sorry: what was that about my mother?” she smirks up at him.
While Pavanna's opponent gasps for air, Victoria's lies in an expanding pool of his own blood.
The thug misses as Olivius surprises Jubrayl and both go careening off the top of the crates to the floor below.
Both of the men are jarred some, but Jubrayl takes it a little better than the caravan guard. Just as they recover their senses, they hear a fierce bellow from the door at the other end of the warehouse.
"What in the nine hells is going on in here!"
Not to be picky but gluck took one to many attacks
Noro dropped and you posted his attack ststing that if the party stops him then the attack does not happen.
Well they did not stop him so that attack occured then he just now attacked again.
I believe noro could have acted first giving her a chance to roll away and get up
But if its a better story this way we can go with it its obvious anyway noro let him win
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Now that one of the assailants had been dropped by her, Victoria decided to strike out at the next one she saw. Unless they surrendered, she would end their attempts on innocent lives. She gripped her sword in both hands and ran down the next thug.
It was a solid hit and it looked like it hurt, but the foul man could probably still fight through it. Unfortunately.
Saroune, somewhat removed from the melee, took stock of her injury. She was hurt bad. A deep slash ran from her side to the base of her neck and it was bleeding heavily. She would likely need some medical attention, but now wasn't the time to worry about what would come after. She needed to make sure she didn't get gutted in the next few seconds
Pulling a piece of cured leather from her belt, Saroune tapped into her fear and anger at being attacked and began to coalesce it into an invisible barrier around her. She began to chant in Varisian, using her words to anchor the spell in place.
When she finished, she turned to look at the shouter.
Thirzin chuckles as the thug moves, his hefty axe coming in a side arc, the blade already hungering for more blood.
Bull rush States that:
If your attack is successful, your target is pushed back 5 feet. For every 5 by which your attack exceeds your opponent's CMD you can push the target back an additional 5 feet. You can move with the target if you wish but you must have the available movement to do so. If your attack fails, your movement ends in front of the target.
By my reading then, and this is kinda central to my character concept, you don't have to move with someone you have just bull rushed. You may do so, up to your movement speed, but it is not a requirement. In fact, you can bull rush someone beyond the distance of your movement speed, into other creatures (making the requisite checks) and still sit right where you were to begin with, not having moved an inch forward.
I think Olivius was out of movement at the top of the bleachers as he has a move of 20 in armor, but even if he has movement left, he doesn't have to follow Jubryal over. He just hits him, then watches as the guy falls into some crates.
This doesn't have to happen. I'll abide by your version of events if you wish, but in the future I'm probably going to be the front line anchor, and I don't really want to be bull rushing off and leaving the squishies alone. I plan to attack at reach (starting at 3rd) and then Shield Slam/Bull Rush anything that gets closer so that they have to provoke an AoO every turn to get inside striking range (if they're not large/have reach).
Anyway, let me know what you decide/what your opinions are.
Horatio tries to take stock of the situation, finding everything moving too quickly for him to follow. In the commotion, he hears a woman scream in pain - that gets his attention pretty quickly. He sees the Varisian woman scrambling away from the melee, bleeding profusely, and leaps up to her tier of crates and boards. He sees her cast some sort of protective spell on herself, but the bleeding doesn't stop. He attempts to steady her, placing his hands reassuringly on her neck and shoulder, either side of the wound, and whispering a few words under his breath. Blue light seeps from his fingertips, stitching the wound closed.
That done, he stands and faces the ramp, both hands raised, showing them to be empty. "How about you order this brawl to stop, and we can talk it out like civilized people?" he calls back, attempting to recognize the speaker.
Olivius hears the arena announcer yell at the monster in the ring just as he bats away a pathetic attempt to stab him, then he hears boards creaking as the announcer runs around the topmost ring of bleachers. Olivius knows a boss when he sees one. He bursts past his goon and darts up the bleachers like steps with suprising agility. He impacts Jubryal at the top like the business end of a battering ram.
Noro attempts to roll out from Gluck's assault. cursing herself for believing Jubryal in the first place.
but in her condition the move did nothing more than open herself up for another attack.
non-lethal taken 26 of 54
condition: sickened
-2 all attacks, saves, skill checks, and damage
Pavanna doesn’t lower her guard as a goodly number of Sandpoint’s guardsmen burst in through the main door, above and behind her opponent. Not only does she still have a would-be murderer before her, childhood dealings with Westcrown’s dottari have not left her with an unalloyed trust in the authorities’ competence, integrity and impartiality. Nor have Magnimar’s patchwork of private guard-groups done much to cure that mistrust in the last few years.