Heeding the words and night eyes of their elf hunter Skane moves quickly thought the slumbering pack of canines and falls upon one far more of a threat...
In bellowed Skald he proclaims another oath and brings his axe to bear upon the dog; Fjandinn þessir væla veiðihundur meiða minn í kallfæri)! Láta minn öxi þögn þá!
Flanking Attack:
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Fjandinn þessir væla veiðihundur meiða minn í kallfæri)! Láta minn öxi þögn þá! = Damn these whining hounds hurt my ears! Let my axe silence them!
Wesh sees Raian is about to fall so he decides to help her. Wesh with almost unatural speed with his moringstar moves closer to D-1 knowing Riana is aobut to fall so he gets the energy from his magic waeapon spells and uses it into positive energy to heal Raina.
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Skane's irritation gets the better of him as his mistimed strike gashes a deep furrow in the soil. Wesh places his hand upon Rianna, infusing much needed positive energy within.
Skane's eyes narrow in frustrated fury as the mangey hound dances away from his strike...
Þrisvar fordæmdur flóabæli! he cursed in Skald, spitting in the direction of the object of his ire.
Bjorn reaches into one of the pouches at his neck. His fingers come out coated out with a phosphorous slime. Reaching out, he swipes his fingers across Skane's face, under his eyes. 'Nótt til ljós.'
Calling on his connections to the furred beasts of the wild, Bjorn moves very quickly in the direction of the loosed bolts.
Nótt til ljós. = Night to light.
Keen Senses - +2 Perception and low-light vision
Predator's Grace (Su) - As a swift action, +10' to speed and low-light vision for 1 rd.
If the dog in G1 was asleep, it was prone. Even if awoken by Bjorn's bellow, it was still prone and -4 AC. It wouldn't be able to move in the midst of Bjorn's action, but if it did it would provoke 2 attacks of opportunity; one from Bjorn and one from Skane. That dog don't hunt.
Dieredon yells out so that all can hear.
The bowmen are somewhere near or beyond the trader's caravan to the east!
If the one in front of us is still there, we will 5' adjust northeast to flank. If that dog is killed we will still 5' adjust up to the same space.
We will make two attacks on available opponents, flanking can be added if appropriate.
Thistledown: attack->
damage->
Betony: attack->
damage->
<Rolling some great damage on those nonexistent hits!>
The combined efforts of Ash, Betony and Thistledown fail to connect, the powerful blows cutting air.
Reliably, the snipers continue to take potshots on the harried defenders.
A flight of bolts sail through the air, which Skane manages to catch on his shield, however one manages to slip through and embeds itself on his torso. .
Bjorn wipes a green slime across Skane's eyes, and runs to the far edge of the camp.
Round 5, Dieredon, Dogs to go. M A P.
Skane smiles at the three bolts buried in his trusty sheild, Ha! You'll verða að gera betri en þessi hugleysingi í the dimma!
Then glowers at his side where a lone bolt has lodged itself in his bare, torso... Skítur á þessi. Þeir did... he mutters in pained Skald.
Ha! You'll verða að gera betri en þessi hugleysingi í the dimma! = Hah. You'll have to do better than that cowards in the dark!
Skítur á þessi. Þeir did. = S**t on that. They did...
Dieredon takes a mighty swing at the dog in C1.
Die, you foul beast!
Elven Curve Blade ATT:
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And die it did, howling its last while doing so.
The remaining hounds reply in unison, unified in attack.
Attacks:Ash,Ash,Dieredon
The jaws of the canines continue to snap on thin air as the battle continues.
Init 20 to 16 to act.
As his eyes eerily reflect the camp light, Skane recognises that the crossbows present the greater threat and greater glory... He curses his current hairy nemesis once more; Bölvaður flóabæli þú vilja bíða , myndað af it is þinn yfirstjórn minn öxi vilja til tala með! before withdrawing from battling the dog and moving swifty East...
Wesh attempting to moves to C1 where the dog had just fallen and takes a swing with his morning star to at the dog getting in his way knowing he must get closer to skane.
Wesh lets out a sigh of relief as his luck lets him swing through the dog with ease.
Rianna steps up to a sleeping dog before carefully piercing its heart with her rapier.
Skane decides it's time to end the sniper menace and withdraws from the canine and withdraws East, into the darkness.
Wesh advances up to the snarling canine before a spectacular overhead bash brains and silences it.
"Give him a shake Thist. We need to finish these and get after those bowmen."
Thistledown clamps down on the canine and shakes the creature about, it drops down, limp. Unfortunately, the shaking throws off Betony's aim.
Ash's bolt flies towards the dog, but hits the dirt instead.
The constant hail of bolts resound again, streaking towards their selected targets. The naked Bjorn, half shrouded in darkness catches a bolt to his flank while Wesh feels a sharp pain in his thigh. A couple of bolts streak by Dieredon and Rianna, doing no harm.
Bjorn , Dieredon to act.
Bjorn lets out a grunt as the bolt sinks into his flank. Laughing, he calls out, 'Þú verða reyna herða en þessi , þú móðurlaus það að vera sonur af geitarskinn!'
Bjorn agains draws upon his affinity for furred beasts and charges into the night .
Predator's Grace 2/6
Bjorn charges the crossbowman in D18.
A roar bellows out of the darkness, nearly drowning out the accompanying scream. As the echoes of the wail fade, a low harsh guttural song rumbles back to the camp; the singer's lack of skill made up for by his enthusiasm:
'Dimma fela þú ekki frá mér
ÉG er the björn hver í nótt geta sjá fyrir sér
Minn vígtönn halla niður
Þú öskur þinn líf endir'
Þú verða reyna herða en þessi , þú móðurlaus það að vera sonur af geitarskinn! = You must try harder than that, you motherless sons of goats!
Dimma fela þú ekki frá mér = The darkness hides you not from me
ÉG er björn hver í nótt geta sjá fyrir sér = For I am the bear who in the night can see
Minn vígtönn halla niður = As my fang descends
Þú öskur þinn líf endir = You scream your life's end
Bjorn runs off into the night singing, a harsh gurgling scream soon follows..
Dieredon to follow.
Dieredon moves to C7, cracks a Sunrod and throws it directly forward thirty feet in an effort to light the area ahead across the road at his limit of vision.
Dieredon's sunrod sails in the air but lands short. However it does its job when it lifts up the dark veil revealing 3 human crossbowmen hidden among the foliage.
Realizing it is alone, the lone dog whines and runs off into the night.
Rianna to Betony to act.
Wesh knowing he is badly injured and that Dierdron is as well moves closer he gets closer and moves to E7 and realeases a burst of positive energy that makes the star twinkle a little bit brighter for a second for those near Wesh.
Blood mad with Bjorn's song ringing in his ears Skane charges the the crossbowman ahead of him shouting in Skald, a grim smile upon his lips:
Nú þú huglaus lausaleiksbarn , sjá hvernig the blóðugur hönd það að vera sonur af the Norður koma með þú dauði í söngur og stál!
Charge Attack:
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Rianna begins a soft lullaby, enticing a lull in the senses.
Wesh moves East with amazing speed and releasing a wave of positive energy which emanates outwards.
Skane advances ferociously, engaging the isolated crossbowman, however his blow glances off his weathered hide armor.
Scowling first at his knotched axe blade, then at the crossbowman before him, Skane angrily curses both: Fátækur dagur örugglega hvenær góður Norður- stál geta ekki klofna the eins og af a skítur eins og þú!
He then smiles grimly and hails his fellow Northman:
Bjorn! Hann er eins og a strand- barnicle í hans skel sjá ef þinn uppskerumaður af sorg geta brjóta upp hann út!
Fátækur dagur örugglega hvenær góður Norður- stál geta ekki klofna the eins og af a skítur eins og þú!= Poor day indeed when good Northern steel cannot cleave the likes of a shite like you!
Bjorn! Hann er eins og a strand- barnicle í hans skel sjá ef þinn uppskerumaður af sorg geta brjóta upp hann út af hans brynja!=Bjorn! He is like a coastal barnicle in his shell - see if your harvester of sorrow can prise him out!
Betony holds Thistledown back from chasing after the fleeing dog. Instead she guides him toward the bowmen.
"Aaarrrrhhhhoooouuuu!" Betony howls as Thistledown breaks into a run. Seeing two bowmen ahead, they bear down them at an incredible rate, Betony hanging on and brandishing her axe wildly.
Dieredon CHARGES to A17 and attacks the crossbowman in -A18.
Elven Curve Blade ATT vs, Favored Enemy + Charge:
Elven Curve Blade DAM vs. Favored Enemy:
With the whole camp bearing on their positions, the crossbowmen continue to load and fire, shifting positions as necessary.
Targets: Bjorn, Skane, Dieredon
confirm
damage
A bolt hurtles towards Bjorn, impaling him in the jugular and blood flows freely. Surely this must have struck him down? .
Skane's skill with the shield proves itself when he easily catches the bolt meant for him.
Dieredon charges ahead, fails to dodge the incoming bolt and it grazes him on the shoulder, weakening his strike as it fails to overcome the crossbowman's armor.
Rianna continues to sing amidst the carnage.
And two of the crossbowmen doze off.
AAARGHHH! Bjorn and I need healing!
Enraged by seeing his oar-brother dropped by the lucky shot, Skane presses home a ferocious attack:
Lítill skuggi snákur þú munu borga fyrir drit þessi sonur af the Norður! Borga inn á blóð!
Attack:
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Critical Damage:
Lítill skuggi snákur þú munu borga fyrir drit þessi sonur af the Norður! Borga inn á blóð!=Little shadow snake - you shall pay for dropping that son of the North! Pay in blood!
Bjorn's song is interrupted by the bolt blossoming from his throat. He drops to his knees before falling to lie still on the grass.
Wesh moves closer knowing that he must heal and help the fallen northman and all other of the injured warriors to D12. Here Wesh lets out another burst of positive energy to try to help stave off the warriors from dying.
As the spray of healing energy washes over him, Bjorn's eyelids flutter open. He pushes himself to his feet, taking up his scythe as he does.
Skane gives a gallows smile as he see's Bjorn rise;
Gozrah's tollur munu viðurværi ha bróðir? Góður til hafa þú bak knew það vildi taka fleiri en þessi títuprjónn úrþvætti til feldur the mikill Norður- björn.
Gozrah's tollur munu viðurværi ha bróðir? Góður til hafa þú bak kunna það vildi taka fleiri en þessi títuprjónn úrþvætti til feldur the mikill Norður- björn. = Gozrah's toll shall keep eh brother? Good to have you back, knew it would take more than that pin prick to fell the great Northern bear.
As the last resisting crossbowman is cut down in spectacular fashion by Skane, suddenly the night stills interrupted only by the occasional snores of the sleeping.
"Wesh says I have nothing to tie them down with but I can take there weapons so they are more likely to surrender. "
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Ash replaces her bomb, both relieved and a little embarrassed that she had played such a minor part in her first serious combat. "Yeah, we should take their weapons- for safety and because we might as well get something from all this. I don't have rope, but could we please not kill helpless people?"
'ggrrllg arhragg...' With a frustrated grunt, Bjorn reaches up the bolt protruding from his neck and rips it out.
'Heppinn skot! ÉG vilja hrútur this elding upp hans rass!' He manages to choke out of his mangled throat. Stalking towards the prone figures, he absently yanks out the crossbow bolt from his left flank.
Heppinn skot! ÉG vilja hrútur this elding upp hans rass! = Lucky shot! I will ram this bolt up his ass!