Fibek once again watches the burly members do their jobs.
"Nicely done!!"
Do you have an order of march?
Tork is getting stiff from riding in the back of the wagon so he begins stretching, mimicking the motions of Great Cat some call this pose Down Dog..well I call it Down Lion
Fibek up front in the wagon. He is content to let the lady witch drive. He sings a jaunty tune called Threes he heard at elven court and was composed by a bard named Mercedes Lackey.
Deep into the stony hills
Miles from town or hold
A troop of guards comes riding
With a lady and her gold
She rides bemused among them
Shrouded in her cloak of fur
Companioned by a maiden
And a toothless sated cur
Three things see not end
A flower blighted airith bloom
A message that miscarries
And a journey that is doomed
One among the guardsmen
Has a shifting restless eye
And as they ride he scans the hills
That rise against the skies
He wears both sword and jewels
Worth more than he could afford
And hidden in his baggage
Is a heavy secret horde
Of three things be wary of
A feather on a cat
The shepherd eating mutton
And the guardsman that is fat
Little does the lady care
What all the guardsmen know
That bandits ambush caravans
That on these trade roads go
In spite of tricks and clever traps
And all that men can do
The brigands seem to always sense
Which trains are false or true
Three things are most perilous
The shape that walks behind
The ice that will not hold you
And the spy you cannot find
From ambush bandits screaming
Charge the pack train and its prize
And all but four within the trade
Are taken by surprise
And all but four are cut down
As a woodsman fells a log
The guardsmen and the lady
And the maiden and the dog
Three things hold a secret
Lady riding in a dream
The dog that sounds no warning
And the maiden who does not scream
Then off the lady pulls her cloak
And armor she is clad
Her sword is out and ready and
Her eyes are fierce and glad
The maiden makes a gesture and
The dog's a cur no more
A wolf sword made and sorceress
Now face the bandit horde
Three things never anger
Or you will not live for long
A wolf with cubs
A man with power
And a women's sense of wrong
The lady and her sister
By a single trader lone
Were hired out to try to lay
A trap all of their own
And no one knew their plan except
The two who rode that day
For what you do not know
You cannot ever give away
Three things is its better part
That only two should know
For treasure hides who shares your bed
And how to catch your foe
The bandits growl a challenge
And the lady only grins
The sorceress bows mockingly
And them the fight begins
When it ends there's only four
Left standing from the horde
The witch the wolf the trader
And the women with the sword
Three things never trust in
A maiden sworn is pure
The vows a kings has given
And the ambush that is sure
They strip the trader naked
And then whip him on his way
And to the barren hill sides like
The folk he used to slay
And what of all the maidens
That this bandit raped and slew
So as revenge the sorceress
Makes him a women too
Three things trust above all else
The horse on which you ride
The beast that guards your sleeping
And your shield mate at your side
With a smile Rhiannon hands him the reins and remarks."I am not 6 horse penny. Also the reins are bad for my hands. Be a gentleman please!"
You travel for several hours and all the sudden two guys jump out of the woods to block your path on the road and another behind.
"Give us yer valuables and you won't git hurt."
"Well, why don't you just come and get them?"
… Baalîantar says with a nasty grin.
Baalîantar will then start a battle dance (move action) and grab his greataxe out of the cart.
Fibek gestures to create a medium sized dog to fight the bandits.
"Time to stand down my little daisies. You don't want any of this."
Bursting out of the wagon with Vaunu Tork looks to charge the treeline...certain that there are more hidden highwaymen
With a smile Rhiannon looks at the shaken.
N Small celestial/fiendish animal
Init +1; Senses darkvision, low-light vision, scent; Perception +8
DEFENSE
AC 13, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+1 Dex, +1 natural, +1 size)
hp 6 [8] (1d8+2) [d+]
Fort +4 [+6], Ref +3, Will +1
SR 5
Celestial - Resist acid, cold, and electricity 5;
Fiendish - Resist cold and fire 5
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee bite +2 [+4] (1d4+1) [1d4+3]
Special Attack smite evil/good
STATISTICS
Str 13 [171], Dex 13, Con 15 [191], Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 6
Base Atk +0; CMB +0 [+2]; CMD 11 [13] (15 [17] vs. trip)
Feats Skill Focus (Perception)
Skills Acrobatics +1 (+9 jumping), Perception +8, Survival +1 (+5 scent tracking); Racial Modifiers +4 Acrobatics when jumping, +4 Survival when tracking by scent
SPECIAL ABILITIES
Smite evil/good 1/day as a swift action (adds Cha bonus (0) to attack rolls and damage bonus equal to HD (+1) against evil/good foes; smite persists until target is dead or the celestial/fiendish creature rests).
FIbek's dog appears and behind the right forward bandit and tries to take a bite of his arse.
"Surrender and you won't be hurt!!"
Climbing down from the back of the wagon, Tarkus readied his axe to go after the brigand in the back.
2 bandits fire shortbows at Fibek
2 fire at Vanuu
2 fire at Rhian non
2 fire at the mules
2 fire at Tarkus
I'm not gonna sit here and get pelted with arrows. Let's see how those bows work for them face to face
Tork moves quickly between two archers attacking the one to the south. Hoping to make both of them drop their bows( or risk AOOs) and waste actions drawing swords
Baalîantar moves in beside Tork and attacks a bandit right in front of him with his greataxe.
Rhianon will use her Charm hex first on the first Bowshooter, and dive in cover and try it again on the second in the second round.
Fibek's dog continues to bite.
Fibek summons grease under the bandits facing the half orc.
A grease spell covers a solid surface with a layer of slippery grease. Any creature in the area when the spell is cast must make a successful Reflex save or fall. A creature can walk within or through the area of grease at half normal speed with a DC 10 Acrobatics check. Failure means it can't move that round (and must then make a Reflex save or fall), while failure by 5 or more means it falls (see the Acrobatics skill for details). Creatures that do not move on their turn do not need to make this check and are not considered flat-footed.
The spell can also be used to create a greasy coating on an item. Material objects not in use are always affected by this spell, while an object wielded or employed by a creature requires its bearer to make a Reflex saving throw to avoid the effect. If the initial saving throw fails, the creature immediately drops the item. A saving throw must be made in each round that the creature attempts to pick up or use the greased item. A creature wearing greased armor or clothing gains a +10 circumstance bonus on Escape Artist checks and combat maneuver checks made to escape a grapple, and to their CMD to avoid being grappled.
Rhiannon looks at the charmed on and speaks. "Now, now, there is no reason for violence, is there?"
Advancing towards Vaunu and the two brigands behind the wagon, Tarkus attacked the man hoping that his attack was true.
The bandit on Vanuu draws a long sword
The bandit on Tarkus draws a long sword
The bandit on Tork draws a long sword
The bandit on Baalîantar moves 5' and draws a long sword
The uncharmed bandit fires at Rhian non
Two fire at Fibek
One draws long sword and moves south.
One in the back fires at Rhian non
on Vanuu
on Rhian on
After the second arrow Rhiannon falls down dying.
Tork attacks the bandit nearest him
Tork channels his inner Rocky Balboa and unleashes the most vicious uppercut that he's ever delivered and watches a little shocked at how far the swordsman flies somersaulting through the air
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Side stepping the sword strike of the bandit, Tarkus brings his axe down in a short chop against the man's exposed side.
The dog rushes the closest noncharmed bandit.
Fibek gestures to the closest bowman, and a cloud tries to cloud his mind.
School enchantment (compulsion) [mind-affecting]; Level bard 0, inquisitor 0, magus 0, shaman 0, sorcerer/wizard 0, summoner/unchained summoner 0, witch 0
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, M (a pinch of wool or similar substance)
EFFECT
Range close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels)
Target one humanoid creature of 4 HD or less
Duration 1 round
Saving Throw Will negates; Spell Resistance yes
DESCRIPTION
This spell clouds the mind of a humanoid creature with 4 or fewer Hit Dice so that it takes no actions. Humanoids of 5 or more HD are not affected. A dazed subject is not stunned, so attackers get no special advantage against it. After a creature has been dazed by this spell, it is immune to the effects of this spell for 1 minute.
Baalîantar ends his battle dance and tries to hit the bandit in front of him again.
One moves up and attacks Tork
Another attacks Baalîantar
One attacks Tarkus
Vanuu
And the one on the dog pulls a long sword
Two fire at Fibek
and the leader fires at Baalîantar