Skane lands in a crumpled heap, his sundered thigh a bloody mess
Round 3
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Once Rianna goes
"Whoa, wait for me boy. I know, I see them. Two down, let's put a stop to this."
Once settled, she levels Nettle at the Boar and calls out, ", as she goads Thistledown into a charge (moving 10 M-8) (being a large opponent should allow Betony to stab the butt with reach while Thistledown bites the front.)
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"Whoop!" Bjorn cries out at the ferocity of the great boar. He charges at his porcine opponent, his scythe raised high above his head until the last second when he brings it around in a vicious slice.
Seeing her earlier magics fail, Rianna tries a different tune, harsher but just as seductive.
The Brambleknight streaks from the riverbank, Nettle couched. Thistledown hurtles towards the rampaging beast. Unerringly Betony drives Nettle's point where it sinks deep into the boar's flesh. She withdraws it just as quick, the lance remarkably bloodless. And the boar squeals..
The druid follows quick on the aftermath, driving a swinging charge of his own, his overhead slice opening up a vicious wound on the right flank. It just had seem the beast might go on forever but after the last two hits, a certainty that it could be bought down glimmers.
Round 4 MAP
Init count
23 Wesh
17 Dieredon
14 Large Boar
11 Skane
10 Rianna
08 Betony
07 Bjorn
Wesh will move to P9 with his move action and selecetively channel postive energy hoping either dierdron or skane will return to the fight.
Dieredon awakens groggily to the smell of blood and the sounds of battle. He quickly rolls five feet to J7, leans agains the rock and quaffs a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds.
Wesh continues channeling the area with healing energies, finally arousing Dieredon who rolls out of the way before gulping down a potion
Channeling its fury against the last attack, the boar continues to lacerate skin, hair and muscle of the druid who dared to defy it.
attack:
damage:
"Hey Piggy, I'm talking to you."
Confirm
Round 4
Skane's eyes snap open, he tastes blood and smells pig... Despite the sharp pain in his sundered thigh, the Northman grips his axe and swings viciously at the brute of a boar above him;
"GRRRRRAHHHHH!"
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Round 4
Skane's eyes snap open, he tastes blood and smells pig... Despite the sharp pain in his sundered thigh, the Northman grips his axe and swings viciously at the brute of a boar above him;
"GRRRRRAHHHHH!"
: 1d20+2
: 1d8+3
Bjorn takes the goring better than expected, the wound not quite as serious as it should be. "Koma lítill grís! ÉG er hrífandi þú til markaður!" He sneers as he brings the scythe around for another swing.
Koma lítill grís! ÉG er hrífandi þú til markaður! = Come little grease! I are handing you to market!
Skane mumbles something in his slumber, but does not stir.
Rianna moves in closer, readying her sling while doing so.
The gnome knight scores another hit with her lance, the boar now looking at the verge of collapse. It remains it the fight, despite attacks from the bear and the wolf, which only scratches its hide.
Round 5 M A P
Init count
23 Wesh
17 Dieredon
14 Large Boar
11 Skane
10 Rianna
08 Betony
07 Bjorn
Wesh will move to M11 sensing the boar is on the verge of collapse and attack with his moringstar.
Dieredon notices Wesh's strategic move, and with a devious grin on his face, he slides five feet to K8 and attacks from a flanking position with his Elven Curveblade.
CB ATT:
CB DAM:
Wounded by the humanoids standing before it, the boar fights ferociously on..attempting to gore the newly risen elf, who, in tandem with the priest tries their best to bring it down, alas unsuccessfully. It gashes the elf's armor again with a telling mark.
attack Dieredon:
damage:
"Tough Pig"
@Dieredon, in that case the boar's dying wish is fulfilled as it sends Dieredon sprawling down again.:) Sorry to have missed that.
The staggering boar, on the receiving end of strikes from the bard and cavalier finally succumbs and slumps down, breathing heavily before Thistledown tears its throat out.
Wesh will drop his morningstar and draw his cure light wounds wand and then channel positive energy to stabilize dierdron skane and Bjorn.
Betony rubs her friend''s ears vigorously. "Well done Thist!"
Thistledown lets the Boar's throat go and the head thuds to the ground. He then turns and give Bjorn and Dieredon's faces a wet and bloody lick.
With the threat of the boar gone, your noses unmistakeably pick up the pungent odor of rot, in addition to the filthy hide of the slain boar. Obviously, the stink is coming from beyond the boulders.
Dusk is approaching soon. With a number of companions still unconscious, efficient use of daylight time should be in order before darkness descends..
The pair would then move to examine the stink.
Wesh will activate the wand to heal dierdon.
Then he will use a use of the wand on skane.
Seeing as dierdron and skane are not back up he uses the wand on dierdron again.
Then he uses it on Skane again.
Skane staggers to his feet after two charges from the wand jolt him back from the Niflheim express...
The Northman tastest blood and a faint trace of something else...
Svín? úlfur?
Shrugging his shoulders he turns his attention to his ragged bloody breeches and rent kilt
"Óákveðinn greinir í ensku tomma fleiri vinstri vildi hafa gelda mig har har!"
Óákveðinn greinir í ensku tomma fleiri vinstri vildi hafa gelda mig har har! = An inch more left would have gelded me har-har!
Óákveðinn greinir í ensku tomma fleiri vinstri vildi hafa gelda mig har har! = inch further left-hand would unman myself har har!
Dieredon shakes the cobwebs from his head, and immediately winces in pain from the goring that he took. Having been brought back from the throws of death twice by the beast, he staggers to the carcass and spits a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the animal.
Thank you Wesh, but as you can tell, I think that I may be in need of more healing.
He then takes in the scene of slaughter around him.
Welcome back Skane...i guess that we are harder to kill than was expected.
Behind the boulders the stench grows markedly. A natural sheltered ring enclosed by the boulders make it an excellent spot for a campsite. Evidently, the three bloated corpses spread around the now scattered remains of a fire seem to think so too. Parts of their limbs missing and all missing their ears, the cause of death unmistakeably is due to the vicious wounds suffered by each of the bodies.
The seems to be no obvious valuables left around, save for what the corpses are wearing. One body, with torn clerical vestments has the remains of mangled chain-mail armor on. While the other two bodies are clad in tattered chain shirts.
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Skane looks around at the bloody remains, his wounded thigh causing him to limp slightly;
"Campsite is too near to this... offal. Will only attract another svin or worse. Best we move on nei alfur? Prestur I'll need more of your healing ward..."
At his oar brother's words, Bjorn nods his head sage agreement. "Já , margir fleiri hrææta vilja koma til this staður. Við mega andlit þá þangað til við ert þakinn í dýrð eða okkar leifar viða að sér hrúga æðahnútur í endaþarmsopi af skítur."
Já , margir fleiri hrææta vilja koma til this staður. Við mega andlit þá þangað til við ert þakinn í dýrð eða okkar leifar viða að sér hrúga æðahnútur í endaþarmsopi af skítur. = Yes, many more scavengers will come to this place. We may face them until we are covered in glory or our remains lay in heaping piles of s+~%.
Survival:
Yes, Skane, it would be wise to burn the corpses immediately, or send them down the river to disseminate the stench. Putting them in the river will enable us to use the campsite immediately without the smell of burning flesh. Rianna or Wesh, do any of their possessions appear to be magical? Would you and Bjorn care to help me get these to the river so that we can send them to their maker?
Wesh will use on more use of his wand on dierdron.
Wesh will then use one on dieredon.
Wesh then hands the wand to Rianna.
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Waving his shaggy arms at the ranger, Bjorn decries his intent. "Nei! Nei! Gera ekki kasta þá í á. Þú vildi eini villa vatn og orsök þessir með straumnum til verða hræddur. Heimskulegur! Þeir ert aðgerð einmitt hvaða þeir ert millitíð til gera. Leyfi þá vera.
Gera ekki kasta þá í á. Þú vildi eini villa the vatn og orsök þessir með straumnum til verða hræddur. Heimskulegur! Þeir ert aðgerð einmitt hvaða þeir ert millitíð til gera. Leyfi þá vera. = No! No! Do not throw them in river. You would only foul the water and cause those downstream to become scared. Foolish elf! They are doing exactly what they are meant to do. Leave them be.
Skane nods at his fellow Northman's protest;
"True. Leave them for the crows. We move upstream... perhaps with a haunch of boar though?"
He grins and stretches his wounded leg after recieving the healing from Prestur Wesh.