
Antonio Nedraid |

Round 1_____________Init 14
At the terrifying scraping sound of a dead body standing up, Antonio whirled around.
"Undead!" He shouted, warning his companions.
Knowing his crossbow was worthless here, he dropped it and drew his sword as he lunged towards an undead.
dueling sword: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20 for a possible 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 points slashing damage.

Reiko Arashi |

A flash of memory washes over Reiko. The magic is different, but the end result is the same. His body doubles in size, along with his weapon and equipment. A sliver of memory, of the past drives its way into his mind, and the pain, for only a microsecond, is excruciating. He remembers straying into the college tower basement after curfew, breaking into the forbidden library rooms, and studying ancient books. The spells were full of anger, rage, hate, and for a moment, after Aya's spell, all he can think of is killing, rage, and bathing in the blood of everyone around him. The moment fades, however, and in his mind's eye is a swath of runes, the same language as the ones all over the sacrificial altar and the crypt. He can't understand them, but he suddely realizes.
These runes are part of the reason why he can't remember his past.
Reiko's eyes burn for a second after Aya casts her spell. The veins in his arms bulge, but he anger is quickly redirected at the beast that attacked Jun. He moves quickly, almost supernaturally, and two handed swings his katana in a brutal downward chop meant to split the undead in half.
Die! Die you pathetic creature!
Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Reiko Arashi |

** spoiler omitted **
Whoops, I forgot to bump my damage. Thanks for catching that Eldon
Damage: 2d8 + 5 ⇒ (6, 8) + 5 = 19
Antonio Nedraid |

Round 2_____________Init 14
With a sharp ring of blade to blade, Antonio just misses a parry and is gashed. With a hiss, he twists and lunges again.
dueling sword attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15 for a possible 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 points slashing damage.

Reiko Arashi |

Reiko 7/14 hp due to the -1 dex from enlarge

Reiko Arashi |

Reiko doesn't even notice the wound, or the balm, and he swings at the skeleton again, his massive body fueled by unnatural rage.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 2d8 + 5 ⇒ (2, 6) + 5 = 13

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..it seems there's some sort of festival going on. Everywhere, huge fruits and vegetables are being traded and eaten...it's obviously a time of celebration.
What's really puzzling is why everyone is so tense.
The Giant's Mug gets pointed out as the village inn, but food and drink are available...everywhere.

Jun Korter |

Jun takes a blow from the skeleton and returns one of his own, finally connecting.
Mace: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 2 - 4 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Confirm Mace: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 2 - 4 = 5
Extra Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Antonio Nedraid |

Round 3_____________Init 14
Antonio bats away the next attack and counterattacks.
dueling sword attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 for a possible 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 points slashing damage.

Falcon Soul |

Falcon goes to the Giant's Mug and ask the bartender if they have a room that he could rent. He then goes back out to the festival grounds and buys something to eat. He engages some of the festival goers in conversation, trying to understand why everyone is so tense.
gather information: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Varuk Beaststalker |

You've come into the valley the hard way...through the mountains...and skirted the village. The first village you passed was a mining settlement, up in the mountains. Your quarry headed north of Lakeroot,the little village by the lake...so so did you.You *just* stumbled across something remarkable, however, and it's given you pause.
Across the valley, on the mountainside, is an ancient burial ground...of a people of ancient times...and there's a big stone marker...that has, carved on its face...an ancient version of the holy symbol of Rauk!
Varuk ventured closer to the stone marker. It was a strange thing to see Rauk's presence among the valley of the soft folk. And yet, peaceful at the same time. It had been a long journey from the foothills and highlands that the Rauka'ateepa made their homes on. He moved closer to investigate. Surely, he could spare a few minutes for that.

Varuk Beaststalker |

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
As Varuk marvels at the wonder he has found, he begins to hear the din of battle. Truly, Rauk was blessing his day! He looked around and began to make his way towards the fighting, relying on his ears to find the way.
"In your name, Honored Rauk, I will draw blood this day!"

Jun Korter |

After dispensing a skeleton, Jun channels forth positive energy to heal everyone who has taken damage, excluding the enemies they are fighting. They won't get healed anyways, but always good to make sure
Channel: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Reiko Arashi |

Reiko responds to the midsection slash with a bellow of rage and an arcing diagonal swing meant to cleave the creature from left shoulder to right hip.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Damage: 2d8 + 5 ⇒ (2, 8) + 5 = 15

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Would you like a Festival Stout? Just two silver...

Sakuro, Obsessed Arcanist |
Sakuro looked at her cousin as he nervously tried to explain what he was doing after the festival was over. "...You touched something you shouldn't have, didn't you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Look, you're old enough to make your own choices about where you're going to live... but if it's something dangerous, you should at least ask for help. I am an expert on the obscure and arcane, you know." Oh, he knew that, all right... Sakuro was far more intelligent than the other members of her family, and she'd put quite a few of those smarts to good use learning everything she could about, well, everything that was interesting. Mostly magic, but related things got in as well just so she could have a more complete view. Her interest frequently got to the point where the rest of her family gave her a wide berth in case something exploded... and they'd never let her live down just one teensy-tiny little accident.

Antonio Nedraid |

Round 4_____________Init 14
Antonio bounds forward, skillfully rolling into position next to another enemy (flanking if possible).
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
His sword lashes out again.
dueling sword attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18 for a possible 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 points slashing damage.

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It happens. Worshippers of Rauk find themselves on opposite sides of battle...and all that Rauk asks is that both fight hard, and surrender is honored if asked...if not...a good death is given.
Initiative, please.

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Antonio rolls across the room, and when he comes up, the lesser skeleton worrying Reiko goes down in pieces...leaving one ragged skeleton annoying Aya...and...it.
That's when the rather barbaric looking man bounds into the room, coming down the stairs.
Tisa attacks again, looking worried...
Attack: 1d20 ⇒ 15
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2
And the final...weak skeleton falls, taken out at the kneecap.

Varuk Beaststalker |

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
As he takes in the scene, Varuk readies his illuminated sword to swing at the monstrous skeleton that looks to be harrying these people. Setting his sword at the high guard, he waits for the right time to strike, when suddenly he's struck by something and knocked back.
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Seeing no arrow or bolt portruding from his torso he senses the presence of magic but cannot make out the spell used to attack him. He shouts out in the tongue of the soft folk, "Fool! Waste not your spirit on this one. Worry about those abominations instead!"