Grod sticks his glaive in the ground, draws his crossbow, and loads it.
Malthu delays, and more orcs come charging in!
Grod takes careful aim and fires at one of the onrushing orcs then reloads his crossbow.
Sam can do nothing but keep firing. No matter what he just has to keep...on...firing...
Shivarra prepares to hex the orcs as soon as they get closer.
The orcs rush forward. Blue gets the evil eye as he closes, and then takes a longspear to the chest. Pink also closes the gap and swings his falchion at the barricade.
The black orc moves forward and light a fuse.
Yverstrix grits his teeth and raises his hammer, setting against the rush and having the pink orc impale himself on the wicked spike.
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He then looks past the front rank in response to Malthu's cry, "I'm after cutting myself a path, but it'll be taking time."
Too far back to reach with his new glaive, Grod reloads and fires another bolt a the bleeding orc.
Grod finishes off pink.
Seeing a new threat Sam switches to the bomb-carrying orc and fires again.
Shivarra joins in trying to disrupt the bomber orc, unwrapping the sling from her belt.
The bomber takes a missile to the chest, and another to the head, and is reeling from the damage, which is sure to be fatal. Staggered and bleeding, it throws the bomb and does nothing else. The bomb seems to have no problem landing right between you, despite the long distance thrown.
Orange moves in, and attacks the wall.
Malthu is not close enough, but can move closer to blue and stab him with the longspear. It is enough to drop him.
Too late to shoot the black-clad bomber, Grod sees the bomb sail through the air toward his position. He drops his crossbow, scoops up the bomb, and flings it back as fast as he can.
Grod picks up the bomb and throws it... and it boomerangs back to land in its same position.
What the..?! Sam exclaims in disbelief as the bomb seems to defy logic and land exactly where it did just a moment ago.
He backs away from the expected blast but makes sure to fire off another shot nonetheless.
"Move!" Grod, now very spooked by the boomerang bomb, shouts, before running the opposite direction. His rhino follows.
Yver watches the bomb fly, then turns his attention to the bomber..and the foolish orc that stands between him and his target. He snarls and plants his feet, swings his hammer with every ounce of his rage-filled strength, and smiling when he hears the sickening thud as it impacts the orc's ribs.
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Yver then leaps over the barricade and rushes toward the bomber, He won't be after throwing any more of those...
Orange is flattened, and Yver moves toward the bomber.
Much like everyone else, the witch dives away from the bomb.
Due to Grod's warning, Omast jumps out of the way just before the bomb explodes. It does some additional damage to the barricade but not to anyone else.
Seeing Yver coming, the orc pulls out his falchion with some difficulty.
Grod returns to the barricade, ready for more, picking up his crossbow on the way.
Yverstrix laughs, his voice echoing with a cruel edge, "Aye, I'd draw steel too, if I were you. Too bad I've got reach on you."
With that, he plants his feet and swings the long hammer at the orc, trying to crush its chest.
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Yver crushes the remain life out of the bomber.
Just then, 9 more orcs come charging in. 6 of them pick up the large battering ram.
Th...there's so many of them! the doctor gulps. Where's our army!!?
Grod glances toward the doctor as he loads another bolt in his crossbow. "Keep. Shooting." he says, biting off each word. Then he follows his own advice and fires another bolt at one of the ram-carriers.
Shivarra prepares to hex the first ininjured foe that comes into her range.
Yver snarls at the newcomers, rushing forward and raising the hammer like a lance, hoping to impale one of the lead orcs on it, Let's be seeing them charge over the corpse of one of their own...
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While Malthu and Shivarra prepare for the attack, the others take a more proactive approach. Omast shakes his head as Yverstrix barrels in, but he can't argue with the results as the lucerne hammer turns an orc into a puddle of goo.
It does also effectively stop their charge.
Red swings at Yverstrix with a falchion.
Teal moves forward to flank Yver, but swings his blade high.
Blue moves into place to grab the last spot on the battering ram (allowing Yver an AoO, I believe).
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Snarling as he misses again, Grod whistles and makes a quick gesture at the nearest orc. In response, Cera leaps he barricade and attacks the orc., as Grod drops his crossbow and follows with his greatsword.
Sam can do nothing but continue to fire. He sees Yver almost get cut down and shudders inwardly, wondering when it might be that they have to flee.
"Get back to cover, you numbskulls!" the annoyed witch hollers. Hexing the nearst orc with misfortune, she rushes over to the bard. "The healing wand, now!"
Yver swings his hammer at the orc grabbing the ram, trying to break his arms, or better, crush his chest, to keep the ram at bay... And then the pain washes over him, giving him a moment of cold weakness even as his hatred and anger give him strength. That's after being a lot of bleeding I'm doing... . He quickly steps back out of the flank, giving himself room to swing his hammer into the chest of the orc that stabbed him.
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Yverstrix crushes blue as he tries to help with the ram, and then destroys the red orc in retaliation for his injuries. Grod delivers a potentially fatal wound, and Sam scores a decent hit as well.
Seeing the battle has come to them, and no clear path to the barricade, the remaining orcs drop the battering ram and charge Grod and Yverstrix.
Pink, green and yellow all close on Yver, who will get to make some AoO attacks (let's resolve that first!)
Seeing the orcs start to rush him, Yverstrix smiles grimly then swings his hammer at the lead as he tries to get inside his reach.
Pink is crushed, but Yellow and Green get to take their attacks.
As Cera attacks the orc again, Grod attacks the one behind him , then tells her to follow him, and steps toward the orcs menacing Yver.