Hekirin rushes down the ally at the two figures blocking the way. He feints right and the swordsman shifts his weight to strike. Without warning Hekirin rolls to the left. Off balance, the would-be attacker is unable to react in time as the ninja attempts to somersault past his companion. The woman, however, has just enough time to shuffle back a step to block Hekirin's path. The ninja is forced to come up short, rising to his feet inches from the woman. Using what's left of his momentum, he attempts to slide his wakasashi into her side.
She hisses like a cat at Hekirin as his blade is deflected by the shimmering aura around her. She counters his attack with an arcing slash of her own sword. Unable to get back in time, the steel rips a deep gash across Hekirin's gut. Blood starts to flow freely as the ninja staggers unsteadily on his feet.
The implications of Hekirin's wound is clear. Everyone present seems to pause for a moment, waiting to see if Hekirin will fall from his wound. Breaking the moment of silence, Thoradin cries out, "Torag, show them the power of yer mercy!" An instant later, a radiant white light explodes outward from the dwarf. Those caught into it's radius feel their wounds healed before the light quickly fades.
Although Srina's shot flies true, the arrow shatters as it contacts the shimmering barrier about the red-haired woman.
Determined to inflict pain upon the Varisian, the sorceress launches yet another ray of acid at him. The corrosive spittle lands just short of Andrazi and sizzles as it strikes the cobbles his feet.
The rogue recovers his balance and steps toe-to-toe with Hekirin. He slashes twice with his rapier before concluding the assault with a thrust to the ninja's gut. Dodging the first two strikes, Hekirin barely has time to parry the last. He manages to deflect the sword away from his vitals and divert it into his thigh. Pulling the sword free, the rogue leaps backwards .
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Andrazi attempts to circumvent the bottleneck by deftly tumbling through the woman's square.
However he stumbles and leaves an opening for an AOO from both of the foes in melee. Frustrated he decides to stay in the square previously occupied by the ninja and rudely kicks the rogue between the legs.
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Rushing at the rogue, Andrazi foregoes any pretence of using his weapon. The fiery-haired woman takes a stab at him as he moves past, but her blade only pierces empty air. The rogue twists, taking the kick to the inside of his thigh instead of the groin. Although he grunts, the blow has no further effect.
Round 3
As the woman distracts herself with Andrazi, Hekirin takes the oppertunity to back away. Out of immediate danger, he hurls his shurikin at the rogue. Being overly careful not to hit Andrazi, the throwing star strikes a discarded barrel instead.
Following up her previous attack, the woman thrusts her sword at Andrazi again. Despite the ferosity of her thrust, the weapon once again comes away without blood.
As Tanrov's maul violently removes a portion of the stone work from the corner of the building, Thoradin retreats further from the combat. A familiar prayer sounds from behind the party and the alley is once again bathed in a healing light.
Meanwhile, Srina launches another attack at the red-haired woman. This time the arrow bypasses the woman's mystic shielding before it can deflect the projectile. Although not a lethal shot, it cuts a deep wound across the woman's bicep.
Frustrated by her inability to hurt Andrazi, the blonde woman gestures again at him. This time a shimmering point of energy erupts from her hand. The missile weaves back and forth before striking Andrazi squarely in the chest.
The rogue makes a series of slashes, parries, and thrusts as he attacks Andrazi. Unable to penetrate the Varisian's defenses, he backs off .
The red-haired woman stabs at Hekirin as he rushes past her, but the strike is too slow to stop the ninja.
Hekirin dives past Andrazi; tucking his shoulder, he rolls past the two combatants. With the grace of a cat, Hekirin simultaneously springs to his feet while twisting to strike the rogue's backside. His wakizashi slips effortlessly between the man's ribs and through his heart. The corpse looks at Andrazi in confusion as it collapses at his feet.
Unphased by the loss of her ally, the red-haired woman presses her attack against the Varisian. "I'll kill you all myself if I have to," she curses as she lunges. Her blade, however, is easily knocked aside.
Tanrov's fatal blow glances harmlessly off the silver aura that hangs about the red-haired woman. With another ineffective bow shot, Srina follows Thoradin closer to the front line. The woman sees Srina come around the corner and stabs at her, but her sword only glances of the hide armor.
A look of devilish glee creeps over the blonde woman's face as the Pathfinders begin drawing closer. Careful to avoid Hekirin's bloodied wakizashi, she utters a few words of power, "Po cra lorsy!" Without warning she gesture wavers and the glow of energy that been accumulating around her hands quickly vanishes. The woman screams in frustration at Hekirin.
Andrazi feels a slight resistance as his starknife penetrates the woman's defensive shielding, but the strength of his attack forces it through. Having breached the protective ward, the weapon manages to find soft flesh. Meanwhile, Hekirin reverses his grip and catches the other woman across the midsection, leaving a deep gash across her gut. Despite the grievous wound, the woman only laughs.
An almost feral determination burns in the red-headed woman's eyes as she stares Andrazi down, "You'll not keep me from greatness." She exchanges several blows with the Varisian before managing to draw blood from him.
Tanrav hefts his weapon, ready to strike again with blind rage, but hesitates for a moment.
Shrugging, the youth winds up and swings again. The momentum of the swing causes him to stumble as he also tries to avoid striking the building next to him. Despite the effort, the earth breaker clips the corner and Tanrov barely hangs on to the weapon as it crashes against the ground. The blow, however, is enough to dislodge a chunk of stone and mortar. The improvised projectile strikes the red-haired woman, killing her instantly and leaving a fist-sized crater in the side of her skull.
Startled by the booming voice, the woman drops her dagger.
Srina stalks over to the weaponless woman. With a single powerful sweep of her longsword, she slices her throat. The blonde woman smiles and starts to laugh, but is unable to make more than a crude choking noise. Clutching her at neck, she topples over, dead.
A quick search of the bodies turns up 645 gold coins, a simple wood wand, and four curative potion in addition to their arms and armor.
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Thoradin Says a Small Prayer to Torag, Asking him to Spare this Woman for a few moments, then binds her hands tightly. Finally he asks Torag to revive her.
" I have brought ye back from the brink of death, ye've got some questions ta answer. Don't try any of that wiggley finger stuff, or me friend here will turn ya into paste"
Thoradin gestures to Tanrov
Who are ye, and why did ya follow us, and attack us?