Black Úlfarr follows Kjell into the church, attacking if there is anyone within range.
Surtr joins in, snapping his jaws at the foe.
Black Úlfarr
AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14..(+4 Armor, +2 Dex)
hp 11/11 (12/12)
Melee Heavy Flail +5+1 (1d10+6+1/19-20/x2, Disarm, Trip)
Surtr
AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12. . (+2 Dex, +2 natural)
hp 17/17 (19/19)
Melee Bite (Wolf) +2+1 (1d6+1+1/20/x2)
Jorleif will leave the house and move with the women and pass the house on right and go to the next one kicking the door down
Torgeir bulls after the other vikingr and he too makes for one of the clergy of the Qlfuss;
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Gylfir joins the furious attacks on those in the church. Swinging the Ancor, he makes room within the now crowding structure.
Round 1
HP = 11/10
AC = 16
Weapon Equipped = Battle Axe
Speed = 30'
Bardic Performance Left = 7/7
Bard Spells Known (CL 1, +2 melee touch, +2 ranged touch):
1 *DC 14 2/2 Grease*, Cure Light Wounds*
0 *DC 13 (at will) Detect Magic, Prestidigitation*, Light, Spark*
Status Effects = Bear Lust
Roluo swings around to support the flank.
Torgeir, Gylfir, Kjell, the Brothers, Hronnar, Black Ulfarr and Surtr
Roluo, Njall, Samr, Gummi
Njall and Samr return the attacks of the Southern foresters with equal gusto...
Njall Greataxe: for
Samr Greataxe: for
...both strikes bloodying the foresters and leaving them sorely wounded.
Roluo ranges to one side of Njall and his axe scores a solid if not bonecrunching blow. Combined with the huscarl's scything strike the man is hurting badly, but not yet robbed of life.
Gummi sweeps around the other side to support Samr...
Shortsword: for
Crit Confirm: for
...sword sliding easily between ribs to steal the Southerner's breath from his lungs.
As he drops the other forester cries "Hermano" before lashing out at Njall with tears in his eyes...
Battleaxe: for
...the heavy strike on target, but it's power stolen by the well made chain worn by the huscarl.
The halfling sets her feet solidly in the ground and stares forward balefully at the Northern raiders, daring them to approach.
Behind her a mill of tavern goers begin to issue forth. In various states of drink and carrying weapons from axes to chairs come clubs, their eyes go wide as the forester is slain... but do not yet break. They ready to charge forward and take the fight to the vikingr.
Jorleif, Kitta, Ellisif
Jorleif peels out to the next house, though when the door is kicked open you find no occupant within. The house is nicely appointed, with well made carpented goods within. A footlocker at the end of the bed beggars attention at some point. Kitta immediately moves to continue along the line of houses to the East, and Ellisif follows in her wake.
Torgeir, Gylfir, Kjell, the Brothers, Hronnar, Black Ulfarr and Surtr
Kjell and Ulfarr burst into the spired church and brutally slay the initiate that retreated back within, Surtr keeping pace at his master's heels. The rest of the vikingr file into the building in your wake.
You are greeted by an interior more akin to a mead hall than a place of worship, twin log tables and chairs splitting the room between the entry chamber and the rear of the church festooned with brewing apparatus and several oaken barrels you would expect hold strong liquor. The church is not empty, as it seems you've interrupted a service of some kind. But the warning of the newly slain was not in vain... as they are readying themselves for the fray.
The devotees retreat into the rear section of the church, rallying around the padre - a bear of a man with a barrel chest and a full beard. He bellows orders at them in Varisian, and the men form a rudimentary line of defense and await your inevitable charge.
Kjell moves to C10 and brandishes his axe and attempts to intimidate the big beardy padre.
Put down your weapons, and I may yet allow you to breathe another day!
Intimidate:
Gylfir moves up to the Table (B-12) giving it an underhand swing with the Ancor to knock it from his path.
"Le mobilier ne vous sauvera pas"
Kjell generates no response from his taunt, though Gylfir has a little more success. The ancor thunders into the table and causes it to lift a few inches off the ground - but it is of stout make and despite a large crack newly added to the center it holds it's shape.
Most of the men within the church seem on edge and afraid - except for the bearded one in the center of the group.
With a growl Torgeir barrels towards the heavy table ahead of him and attempts to clear it with a running leap;
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Torgeir manages to clear the table with an inelegant though effective lunge.
Jorleif will ransack another house or if at the end join the others at the tavern
The dvergr lands with a grunt and steps forward baying a grim smile at the assembled clergy of the qlfuss
"Your banir have come klappa qlfuss..."
Black Úlfarr watches Torgeir vault over the tables, but chooses to weave his way through instead. He directs Surtr to join him against the man on the left side of the room.
Round 2
HP = 11/10
AC = 16
Weapon Equipped = Battle Axe
Speed = 30'
Bardic Performance Left = 7/7
Bard Spells Known (CL 1, +2 melee touch, +2 ranged touch):
1 *DC 14 2/2 Grease*, Cure Light Wounds*
0 *DC 13 (at will) Detect Magic, Prestidigitation*, Light, Spark*
Status Effects = Bear Lust
Roluo steps back from the remaining woodsman before healing Njall.
After the vikingr core rush forward, Hrónarr rushes to the edge of the table upon the right, unlimbering a throwing axe as he does - hurling it at the nearest initiative...
Throwing axe: for
...the blade burying itself in the man's throat and sending him to the ground.
The three brothers advance, though Ingólfr supports Gyflir's attempt to rend the table in twain...
Greataxe: for
...but his axe lodges in the central crack and is ineffectual.
The bearded padre turns and hefts the keg of ale behind him above his head, muscles rippling. He then hurls it at Torgeir...
Keg-toss:
...though his throw is off and the keg lands before the dvergr and remains intact.
The initiates rush forward with swords flashing...
Ulfarr: for
Surtr: for
Torgeir: for
Unnulfr: for
...scoring a wicked blow on Torgeir, and Unnulfr's thigh is opened to bleed.
The other three men array behind the others and pitch small wooden hammers at you - the kind that would be used to stave in the tops of barrels...
Ulfarr: for
Surtr: for
Unnulfr: for
...striking Surtr solidly upon the flank, and another ricocheting off Unnulfr's shoulder - making the vikingr's breathing get heavy.
Roluo steps back to channel vitality into Njall's thews and the huscarl responds with a mighty stroke...
Njall Greataxe: for
...severing the forester's leg at the mid-thigh and the man screams as he collapses spraying blod like a sprinkler. Njall laughs and rushes the halfling druid - the speed of his charge throwing off the halfling's readied strike.
Samr and Gummi follow their kin into the fray...
...the black haired reaver only barely managing to make his axe meet flesh - but it carves bloody ruin through the target's chest. Gummi's blow is less accurate and does not cause any harm.
The tavern patrons return the assault with their makeshift weapons, scoring a heavy strike upon Gummi and battering Samr with twin clubs. The huscarl merely laughs at the assault - bloodied but unbowed.
Jorleif follows after the lasses, arriving as Kitta kicks in the door on the next house along. It is a commonly appointed house - though your attraction is drawn to an unarmed woman rushing towards Kitta at the door - who is raising an axe to cut the lass down. Behind the woman you see a small girl of about 5 frightened and crouched in the corner.
Kjell charges to initiate in C7.
Axe Att:
Axe Dam:
Surtr lets out a small yelp as the hammer strikes. Black Úlfarr swings his flail into the man to his right.
Assuming that is the end of him, Black Úlfarr steps over his body
Surtr grabs the legs of the man in front of him.
Black Úlfarr
AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14..(+4 Armor, +2 Dex)
hp 11/11 (12/12)
Melee Heavy Flail +5+1 (1d10+6+1/19-20/x2, Disarm, Trip)
Surtr
AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12. . (+2 Dex, +2 natural)
hp 12/17 (19/19)
Melee Bite (Wolf) +2+1 (1d6+1+1/20/x2)
Round 3
HP = 11/10
AC = 16
Weapon Equipped = Battle Axe
Speed = 30'
Bardic Performance Left = 7/7
Bard Spells Known (CL 1, +2 melee touch, +2 ranged touch):
1 *DC 14 2/2 Grease*, Cure Light Wounds*
0 *DC 13 (at will) Detect Magic, Prestidigitation*, Light, Spark*
Status Effects = Bear Lust
Roluo moves at the halfling.
"Stand firm my brothers!"
The spell slinger must go down.
"Take me, Already!"
Frustrated, Gylfir hops the table while Ingólfr struggles with his axe.
He moves to fill the ranks (C-8) and attacks the man struggling with Surtr.
I'll leave the women to do their work. Moving on to join one of the two groups (Tavern or church whatever is closest)
Torgeir grimaces at the rent wound, and attempts to return to compliment
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Jorleif abandons the women to their grim work, hearing the scream of the unarmed woman stream into the night as Kitta cuts her midriff open with an axe. He jogs over to where the huscarl and their axes hold sway.
Surprisingly Samr struggles to find flesh, though Njall's axe cuts through the halfling druid's thigh. The druid whose flesh pales with the pain strikes back and lands a solid blow. Gummi withdraws from the line of tavern patrons who batter the sole huscarl with a fusillade of blows. Samr bleeds in several places and his left eye is starting to swell shut... but he merely laughs in the face of the tavern patrons. They seem to be growing uneasy now that the man they have struck so often still fights on.
Roluo moves to the flank of the halfling druid - though his strike is easily predicted and the woman moves out of the way.
Although Kjell mistimes his rush, Ulfarr strikes a heady blow with his flail - battering the man to the floor. Surtr's teeth sink into Southern flesh, but he is unable to drag the man down.
It matters for only a moment though as Gylfir vaults forward and brings the ancor to bear. The weighty object crushing the shoulder of the Initiate into his ribs and he collapses grunting as blood flows from his nose and ear. Torgeir's strike is fouled by the keg of liquor that still lies before him - easily dodged by his opponent.
Hronnar steps up onto the table to get a better angle and hurls another throwing axe at the padre...
Throwing axe: for
...missing to the right.
Two of the brothers step up with greataxes at full heft...
Greataxe: for
Greataxe: for
...dropping one with a gut-opening slice as the third brother moves up in support.
The padre begins to shed tears of sadness even as he succumbs to screaming rage. He steps forward to strike at the wielder of the ancor...
Rage-fist: for
...wild hook easily dodged in the mans grief.
The remaining initiates keep to the fight though it is clear their heart is not in it. The ones that hurled the hammers drawing small axes...
Torgeir: for
Ulfarr: for
Ulfarr: for
Unnulfr: for
...their lack of heart clearly showing as only one strike marks flesh.
Feeling beyond himself, Gylfir downs his first opponent and gets rushed by the Padre for his effort. The Ancor swings as if once it tasted blood, it was reluctant to stop.
Kjell pushes forward and bushes the barrel clear so that he ends his actions in B6.
Str Check:
Feeling victory at hand, Black Úlfarr shrugs off the wicked axe blow and motions Surtr to come around behind the padre. He swings his flail down on the padre while Surtr nips at his legs.
Black Úlfarr
AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14..(+4 Armor, +2 Dex)
hp 3/11 (12/12)
Melee Heavy Flail +5+1 (1d10+6+1/19-20/x2, Disarm, Trip)
Surtr
AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12. . (+2 Dex, +2 natural)
hp 12/17 (19/19)
Melee Bite (Wolf, Bear Rage, Flanking) +2+1 (1d6+1+1/20/x2)
Round 4
HP = 11/10
AC = 16
Weapon Equipped = Battle Axe
Speed = 30'
Bardic Performance Left = 7/7
Bard Spells Known (CL 1, +2 melee touch, +2 ranged touch):
1 *DC 14 1/2 Grease*, Cure Light Wounds*
0 *DC 13 (at will) Detect Magic, Prestidigitation*, Light, Spark*
Status Effects = Bear Lust
Roluo glances towards the main brawl, noticing the danger the others are in. Stepping back from the halfling he chants in a low and steady cadence before flicking the fingers of his shield hand towards the bar patrons.
Kjell heaves the keg forward, moving into the hole left behind as the Padre finds himself in a world of hurt. Ulfarr's flail strikes his hip, staggering him as his balance lurches to the right... making the Padre wholly unprepared for when the ancor slams into his back between his shoulder blades - sending him collapsing to the ground as breath is forced from his lungs.
Torgeir: for
Torgeir's ax cuts down another initiate as the brothers surge forward...
Quick Check:
...and cut down the other man standing on the right of the church.
Hronnar sees that the battle is mostly won and doubles back towards the door.
The two remaining initiates of the order withdraw from the fray towards the rear wall - their eyes filled with fear.
Samr lays out another of the tavern patrons, laughing as blood sprays across the others. Njall then puts the halfling druid down hard - his axe crushing her chest as it cuts through.
Gummi leers at the patrons still standing and they discern that discretion is the better part of valor and flee wholesale - two going North and the other two alive fleeing Eastwards.
Cure light from me as well
The battle won, Black Úlfarr casts his eyes around the church, looking for any obvious treasures to seize.
But, the call of the bear still rages through his blood and no sooner than he starts to look does he turn and race with Hronnar toward the door for more challenging foes to face. Surtr trails beside him, keeping pace.
Jorleif and Roluo rush to aid Samr by staunching wounds and stirring spirit.
Gylfir takes a moment to see if the priest carried any valuables and tucks his foe's weapon into his belt as a reminder.
Kjell follows Black Úlfarr out of the church and after others!
Torgeir and the three brothers surge forward to put paid to the remaining resistance within the church while the others make their way to the door. Emerging you find that the brief resistance offered at the tavern has also been ended with brutal force by the huscarl. In the distance to the East you can see some figures retreating from the village, but for the most part the street is quiet bar the heavy breathing of vikingr in the throes of exertion.
Samr and Njall make their way to the mid point between the two signs of blood and bark brusque instruction "You six, draugr slayers - cover the North, we'll start the sack"
Black Úlfarr laughs darkly, "Aye, let's see what they have left to bring against us." He absently presses his hand against the wound in his side and turns to the north, looking for foes to engage. Surtr crouches at his side, seeing where his master will lead next.
Black Úlfarr
AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 14..(+4 Armor, +2 Dex)
hp 3/11 (4/12)
Melee Heavy Flail +5+1 (1d10+6+1/19-20/x2, Disarm, Trip)
Surtr
AC 14, touch 12, flat-footed 12. . (+2 Dex, +2 natural)
hp 12/17 (19/19)
Melee Bite (Wolf, Bear Rage, Flanking) +2+1 (1d6+1+1/20/x2)
Moving North and through the town you get to an intervening screen of gardens and cropland. Surtr begins to growl as he picks up more of the canine scent that he smelt earlier.
Ahead across a thin swath of fields is what looks to be an open-air workshop at the foot of the hills. From this distance you cannot see much beyond the fact that the forge is lit...
Kjell growls to Black Úlfarr.
To the Forge, eh?
"If any of these soft Southerners be hard enough to face us we'll find them at the forge."
Roluo nods as he falls in behind his companions.
"Aye, let's go. Samr and Njall, there may be more up at the forge, we're going to go see." Black Úlfarr begins moving toward the forge with Surtr at his side.
Kjell moves forward with Black Úlfarr.
"Ware the touch of anything metal. They likely prepare a last stand of flame-kissed spears."
Gylfir's Shield spell will be used up by the time of the next fight.