Thurrios activates his Destruction Judgement, charges to J12, and swings at g1.
Anapa and Narku suddenly move to intercept the gnoll's charge on Sarala, but neither of them are able to reach her on time. Regardless, she is left unharmed, and the gnolls find themselves suddenly faced by the party's warriors.
Round Two (Part 1)
With his judgment active, Thurrios charges toward Sarala's attacker, swinging his blade. Suddenly surrounded by its enemies, the gnoll is caught off-guard - Tempest cuts deeply into its arm.
As the gnoll recoils in pain, Anapa follows up Thurrios' attack with a swing of his nodachi.
The gnoll yelps briefly as it is cut down, dropping to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
Round 2
Enboldened by Marossa words of courage, Narkû looks to the gnoll standing by himself and yells...
"Hey you Dog Breath!! Hold still while I kill you!"
... then charges the creature.
---------------------------------------------
Current Effects: Whetstone edge on scimitar, +1 damage on next successful hit; Intercept Charge (Combat, Teamwork), 3 rds;
-Posted with Wayfinder
Round Two (Part 2)
The gnoll facing Sarala never had a chance. With two deft swings of her blade, the monk leaves two massive gashes on the gnoll's body. With blood spewing from its wounds, it collapses to the ground.
Julius moves forward and hurls his javelin at the lone approaching gnoll. However, the spear zips right over the gnoll's head, sticking into the dirt behind it.
Before Marossa and Narku can act, a large creature suddenly bursts out of the ruined gatehouse, nearly barreling into the nearby gnoll. The gnoll manages to stumble out of the way just in time to avoid being run over.
With a huff the beast reorients itself, turning to face the ongoing melee. The creature appears to be a boar the size of a horse, standing seven feet tall at the shoulder. Above its large, tusked mouth is a single tiny red eye, crusted with filth. The other is evidently missing, a pink horizontal scar in its place. Dozens of flies swarm around the flank of the boar, and its graying fur appears to be covered with numerous tribal patterns, painted on in white.
The ferocious boar looks at your group and lets out a loud call, sending flecks of spittle and bloody meat out. It then starts to paw the ground, readying for a charge.
Marossa's eyes widen at the sight of the terrible beast, but she continues her performance in spite of it.
Round Two (Part 3)
With a bellow Narku charges the lone gnoll, falchion raised high. Using the momentum he drives his blade right through the gnoll's leather armor, cutting into its flesh and drawing a spurt of blood. When the half-orc pulls his blade back out his opponent limply drops to the ground.
Much like the victims of the last battle, the final gnoll looks on with terror as his comrades are slaughtered. Taking a step back, it turns to the massive boar, barking something at it frantically before turning tail and fleeing from the battle.
It is unclear whether the beast even understood the gnoll's words. Regardless, its single red eye beholds you all with a hateful gaze.
End of Round Two
"Do not let it get away!" he calls and runs after the retreating gnoll
-Posted with Wayfinder
I will switch my Judgement to give me +1 to AC.
Thurrios runs to I28, going down row I, hopefully the creature doesn't have 10' reach and I can avoid an AOO.
Round Three (Part 1)
After switching to a defensive judgment, Thurrios breaks out into a full run, chasing after the escaping gnoll. He attempts to run past the large boar, but its eye follows the ifrit as he approaches. As he comes into range, the boar abruptly sweeps its large head to the side.
Old Bonegrinder's left tusk catches Thurrios' flank, digging deep into his back as he runs. Despite the heavy wound the inquisitor is able to pull away, continuing his pursuit.
Anapa chooses to chase after the gnoll as well, hustling to move around the boar's other side.
Round Three (Part 2)
"That would require getting close to it. And ah, having the right spell prepared," Julius replies, watching the threatening boar nervously.
Sarala retrieves one of the many shuriken from her collection and flings it at the boar. The shot is a long one, but the spinning blade's trajectory stays true. It strikes Old Bonegrinder right between the eyes, digging into flesh and bone.
The arcanist follows suit, firing a magic missile from the tip of his wand. The bolt of force speeds through the air and hits the boar right on the snout. Old Bonegrinder rears back on its hind legs, letting out a bellow of pain, a cross between a pig's squeal and lion's roar.
Unfortunately, the combined attacks only stoke the boar's indelible ire. Glowering hatefully at Sarala, the boar scrapes the ground with its hoof before abruptly launching itself into a full charge at the Vanaran. He lowers his head, readying his tusks for the terrifying attack.
After gutting the gnoll with his falchion, Narkû looks for another opponent to challenge. But then much to his displeasure he watches as he sees no one else near.
Then what should happen, but the viciously large boar charges the little Vanaran and a large tusk smiles forms on his face.
"Hey you, mobile porkchops! Come fight me if you think you can best me sidepork!"
Round 3
Narkû steps up to the enlarged swine, and brings his falchion down with all his might, trying to cut a leg off the creature.
"I am gonna eat good tonight, Piggy!!"
---------------------------------------------
Current Effects: Whetstone edge on scimitar, +1 damage on next successful hit; Intercept Charge (Combat, Teamwork), 2 rds;
Round Three (Part 3)
Old Bonegrinder kicks up a large cloud of dust as he tramples the dirt on his way toward Sarala. Despite the boar's charge, the monk holds her ground until the very last moment. Just when it seems like the beast's tusks will gore her, she dodges out of the way. The boar swings its head up at empty air and stumbles.
Seeing a new target worthy of his attention, Narku issues his challenge. His words fall on deaf ears but he moves toward the beast regardless, swinging his blade at its flank. His falchion penetrates its thick hide, cutting into solid muscle. The wound is deep, but the boar merely roars out angrily.
The final gnoll is at first fearful when it notices that Thurrios is following it, but seeing that he is separated from the rest of his group, and grievously wounded by Old Bonegrinder at that, it skids to a halt. Seeing an opportunity to strike, it turns around and moves to meet the running Thurrios, thrusting its spear out at him.
Despite the gnoll's cowardly tactic however, Thurrios' armor merely deflects the feeble attack, much to the creature's horror.
End of Round Three
Thurrios meets the charge of the gnoll with the rational decision to step back 5' (to J27) and heal himself quickly.
What's the deal with the big pig? Does it have any special resistances?
And then Thurrios will switch to his healing Judgement.
Round Four (Part 1)
Thurrios steps away from his attacker, using some of his divine magic to heal his wound.
-Posted with Wayfinder
Round Four (Part 2)
Clear of the boar, Anapa runs down the road, following after the gnoll.
Now face to face with Old Bonegrinder, Sarala swings her temple sword twice in quick succession, cutting into the boar's head. Her blade leaves deep wounds, but despite the heavy bleeding, he shows no signs of letting up.
"Surprise! Color Spray!" Julius suddenly shouts out, tossing a spray of vivid, clashing colors out of his hand. With a little bit of applied geometry, he assures that Sarala and Narku are just out of its area of effect.
The boar does not fall unconscious as some of the spell's past victims did, but its sways on its feet, disoriented by the illusion. It unconsciously maintains enough of its balance to keep standing, but takes no other action.
Round 4
Narkû shifts to the side, just barely able to see Sarala on the other side of the suidae.
Crap, got to get away from that spray, he thinks to himself as he attempts to tumble to good flank and away from the colorful spray of lights.
Once back on his feet, he slices at the boar again.
---------------------------------------------
Current Effects: Whetstone edge on scimitar, +1 damage on next successful hit; Intercept Charge (Combat, Teamwork), 1 rds;
Round Four (Part 3)
Narku tumbles to the side, solidifying his flanking position with Sarala. The movement is clumsy, but the boar is thankfully too disoriented to take advantage. He slashes at the beast's flank once more; the deep cut snaps Old Bonegrinder out of his stupor, eliciting another angry bellow.
Meanwhile, the gnoll panics when it notices Anapa closing in on its position. Clutching its spear, it rushes up the paladin as he arrives, thrusting the weapon at him desperately.
The point of the spear catches the ifrit's side, drawing a light trickle of blood.
End of Round Four
On my initiative, my Judgement will heal me for 1 HP.
I will move to take a flank on the gnoll with Anapa, and swing away!
Bardsong and flanking I believe!
Round Five (Part 1)
Thurrios moves to flank the gnoll with Anapa. Having foolishly turned its back on the inquisitor, the gnoll tosses its head back when Tempest strikes, letting out a howl of pain.
Round Five (Part 2)
Anapa swings his nodachi in an attempt to take advantage of the gnoll's opening.
However, the creature recovers from Thurrios' blow just in time to raise the haft of its spear, catching the sword's hilt and stopping it in mid-swing.
Once more, Sarala lashes out twice with her blade. The first blow is deflected by one of the boar's tusks, but the second splits its face open, right along its old scar. Blood now pours freely from Old Bonegrinder's wounds in vast quantities, pooling at your feet. Yet somehow, the boar manages to stay on its feet, continuing to stare at the Vanaran hatefully.
Julius points his wand at Old Bonegrinder again, firing another bolt of force at the staggering beast.
With a loud groan the boar falls over, hitting the ground with a heavy thud.
Round 5
Narkû looks quickly around for another enemy to challenge but sees none close by. Statisfied the boar will not rise again, he turns his attention to the south and goes running in that direction.
---------------------------------------------
Current Effects: Whetstone edge on scimitar, +1 damage on next successful hit;
Round Five (Part 3)
With the monstrous swine finally dead, Narku runs down the road to aid Thurrios and Anapa.
With the rest of the patrol and the Kulldis mascot dead, the final gnoll is clearly outnumbered. Despite being surrounded by foes, it panics and turns tail from Narku yet again, attempting to get away from the mercenaries.
Thurrios takes his AOO.
Bardsong and flanking I believe!
AoO - Round 5
Narkû swings at the fleeing gnoll.
---------------------------------------------
Current Effects: Whetstone edge on scimitar, +1 damage on next successful hit;
Round Five (AoOs)
The gnoll pulls away from the group, just barely ducking under Narku's swing. Thurrios' swing lands, but it is not until Anapa nearly bifurcates the coward that it hits the ground dead.
End of Combat
"Well done Anapa, you know well how to handle their sort indeed!"
"We just need to take back one or both of the hind quarters. That shouold be enough for a couple of days," Narkû responds.
Then he gets out his whetstone and begins honing his falchion.
---------------------------------------------
Current Effects: Whetstone edge on falchion and scimitar, +1 damage on next successful hit;
"Well done Anapa, you know well how to handle their sort indeed!"
He wipes his qeapon clean as he speaks
"Just because i can, does not mean i enjoy it. A life, no matter how evil or vile, that i take is a life that could have changed"He closes his eyes and offers up a prayer for the now departed soul
-Posted with Wayfinder
|
"Well, I disagreed with slaughtering the goat 'cause the goat was going to be my buddy, but this guy already got killed," says Sarala to Julius on the subject of the boar. "It doesn't really matter to me anyway, 'cause I'm a vegetarian and all. Well, not religiously. Or well, yes, it's religious, but I can eat it in survival situations and stuff. But this doesn't really qualify. Still, the caravan people would probably appreciate a feast."