Rekkstuff (Obstacle 2) - Acrobatics:
"Oy, Reginald," one of them says. "Wot have we 'ere? It seems one of the coppers ain't learned his place yet."
"Perhaps we bettah educate 'im," Reginald says. He gestures to his general decomposition. "You see this, bloke? That means we work for the Master, and that means wot we're doin' is none o' your beeswax, savvy?"
Jordon drops his spear to the ground, as it won't do him much good in these cramped quarters after the enemies closed. He takes a step back toward the street and wags his finger at the two men, saying angrily, "Now see here! If you think to accost the city guard in our own alleyways, you will be punished to the full extent of the law! We will have no mercy!"
Undead: 20
Victor: 19
Roger: 5
Jordon: 4
Undead 1:
Undead 2:
One of the undead stops stupified in his tracks, while the other swings a wild haymaker at Jordon.
Attack:
Seeing the situation, Victor approaches the attacking... thing, drawing his sword as he goes.
"What are you?" he shouts as he takes a swing at the non-fascinated undead.
The undead creature howls as Victor slashes his sword through loose flesh. At the sound of his companion's shriek, the other undead snaps out of his fascination.
...Meanwhile, back at the bar...
The small person stares at Tobar with wide eyes. "Whoa..."
...Meanwhile, back in the OTHER alley...
Rekkstuff (Acrobatics):
Roger will move up and cast Chord of Shards, catching (hopefully) the previously fascinated creature.
On his next turn, Jordon first takes a retreating 5-foot step. Next, he pulls on his guard's cloak, flourishing it dramatically in front of him and transforming back into Jordon behind it, with full makeup and everything. Without offering an explanation to the men in front of him, he drops the cloak and spins his accordion around so it rests on his chest. Finally, he starts to play a lively battle tune with the accordion.
Both undead shift to be adjacent to Victor, and swipe at him in revenge for his wicked strike. However he dodges one, and the other fist clangs uselessly against his chain shirt.
Undead 1:
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Undead 2:
Attack:
Damage:
...Back at the bar...
The small person sips on a juice box. "That's so cool, mister!"
Feeling inspirationally courageous, Victor takes another swipe at the same creature with his magical longsword.
"Aaaaaaaaadiecreepymonstermanthing!!!"
Roger, frowning at the near uselessness of his spell again, tries to flank one of the undead, drawing his dagger on his way over.
Roger lashes out with his dagger at the injured undead, and it collapses to the ground with a shriek.
"Guys! Look out, they're wights! They'll drain your life force if they touch you!"
Jordon continues to play, backing up further away from the wight. Because his weapon is on the other side of the hideous undead creature, he has no plans to engage it.
The remaining wight turns to Roger and swipes at him in revenge for felling his friend.
Attack:
Damage:
Victor keeps after the one he's been hitting, trying to take him down.
Despite his first instinct being 'murder the @#$# dog,' Rekkstuff had to respect the balls of anything that would bark at a sexy god of rock and death carrying a guitar-axe.
So he just yelled at it to get the heck out of his way.
Unfortunately, his heretofore unmentioned phobia of dogs manifested itself suddenly, and his voice creaked a little, ruining the effect.
The remaining wight lashes out at Victor in his growing anger. He strikes with a heavy thump, and drains some of the life force from Victor.
Attack:
Damage:
On his next round, Rekkstuff again tries to get the dog out of his way. Steeling his nerves and taking a deep breath, he shouts at the dog as loudly as he can, putting his musician's lungs to work.
The wight turns its attention to Roger.
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...Back at the bar...
Vinny orders another round of drinks for the crowd, and gestures grandly at the table where everyone used to be sitting, blissfully unaware that it's currently empty.
Rekkstuff hits Obstacle 5, and tries to jump over it.
Unfortunately, the inevitable happens.
Eager to not have any more of his life force drained than necessary, Victor strikes at the wight with his sword before attempting to tumble 15ft back out of reach.
AoO on Victor:
Damage:
Jordon whips out his wand and pokes Victor in the back with it, whispering gently into his ear, "I'm right behind you."
Roger tries, yet again, to stab the enemy.
The wight strikes back at Roger.
Attack:
Damage:
Rekkstuff again valiantly attempts to jump the fruit cart, because darn this fruit cart.
And then Rekkstuff was mired in a fruit cart.
...yep.
"That tears it. Worst. Chase. Ever."
Being a bit more cautious now, the increasingly weak Victor drops his sword (being now 15ft from the wight) and then draws and fires his shortbow at the creature.