Merlan's head does a wonderful impression of watching a high-speed kickball game. He looks from the Landshark fighting Fiona and Sahar, to the child who has almost reached him, to the OTHER landshark now attacking Lysander!
"Aw, deh heck wif' dis'!" the halfling snarls, an accent sneaking in through the stress.
Merlan drops his 'wizard's staff', reaching out to the child with one arm. With the other hand he yanks a wand from his sash, twists in place, and points it at the smaller landshark.
"Shazbot!" The halfling cries, sending a sizzling bolt of force racing from his extended wand to slam into the side of the smaller beast.
Pwang goes another arrow.
Costin turns in his saddle to see the other attacker. He brings his curses upon it.
Sandy's claws come out and he takes a more wary stance. whilst Kruss is even more cautious in the face of the massive beast.
Fiona grits her teeth and continues swinging at the fell beast.
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The smaller landshark tries to land claws and jaw on Sandy... and fails.
There's a piece of parchement on the ground behind the landshark.
You see a blur in the distance, moving away from you.
Round 4 Summary
The boy clings to Merlan's riding dog, clearly scared out of his mind... and the larger landshark lands a pair of heavy blows against Fiona, despite Costin's hex, as Eloen's arrow ricochets off its heavy armour. In return, Sahar takes advantage of the beast's distraction to cut deep with her scimitar, creating an opening that Fiona heroically takes advantage of, causing the beast to stop a moment, as if confused, before falling before her feet, its claws still weakly reaching forward until they stop moving. Merlan draws his wand, firing darts of force at the smaller beast, and Sandy defends himself with his claws, though neither penetrates the creature's near-shell. Costin turns and hurls as hex at the smaller creature, but it seems to resist, snarling as it launches into its own attacks, but Sandy's defenses hold it off.
The large lanshark's blood continues to seep into the dirt.
Conditions/Bonuses:
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Status: +2 weapon (2 rounds);
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Status: Divine Favour (8 rounds), Shield of Faith (minutes)Opposition
Status: Challenged, Hexed (-2 AC, 2 rounds).. oh, and dying. That's probably important.
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Next Up: The Party People, Little Landshark, New Round.
Fiona exhales slowly as she watches the foe finally fall to her fauchard. Glancing around, she spots the rest of the battle and grimaces. "Got to help the others..." she mutters, pausing long enough to grasp Sahar's shoulder firmly in camaraderie before turning and striding toward the ongoing fighting.
Arriving beside Lysander's horse, the tall woman leans against the beast for a moment to catch her breath even as she narrows her eyes at the new enemy and vows to end it and protect her friends.
"You can't help if you're dead," Sahar replies, then yells after the departing warrior. "Something is commanding these things. What if they can heal this one?" She looks doubtfully at the smaller attacker, then at the larger one collapsed at her feet, grimaces, and plunges her scimitar into the limp form.
Pwang goes another arrow.
Lysander growls proudly, there's a concern for the powerful warrior, the cunning witch beside him and his mount. But it's subsumed by a fury that builds as he and the leonine companion go to town.
Costin turns his evil eye upon the remaining landshark.
Merlan's shaggy eyebrows almost vanish up under his ginormous hat.
"Wait. They can shrug off FORCE spells?!? Well,... That's just not right!" The mini-mage mutters frumpily.
Merlan sees the child, hanging onto Tiny for dear life, And smiles hugely at the youth.
"Hiya buddy! Don't you worry. Tiny there is just a great, big puppy. 'Guard' Tiny!"
As if on cue, the riding dog turns his head and greets the youth with a big, slobbery kiss. Then turns back and faces the landshark attacking Lysander and his cat. He lowers his head and growls subsonically, clearly warning the beast to stay away from his new charge. (Not that said beasty is paying any attention at the moment.)
"You just stay with Tiny, and watch the professionals at work kiddo!" Merlan says cheerfully.
The wizard sets his feet, and begins chanting,......
"Wait. They can shrug off FORCE spells?!? Well,... That's just not right!" The mini-mage mutters frumpily.
The beast seems to throw off the worst of Costin's hex, but is distracted by the effort. Still, despite the distraction, when Kruss and Sandy attack the still-large beast only a single swipe of the cat's claws manages to find a way under the beast's thick armour.
The smaller beast snarls at the wound, and turns its attention to Kruss, wreaking its revenge with a pair of heavy claw hits of its own.
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Round 5 Summary
The boy peeks out from behind the dog s riding dog, but hides again when he sees the smaller beast is still active. Fiona rushes into the fray to assist the others while Sahar makes no mistake in putting down the larger landshark. Costin hurls a hex that the beast throws off -- well, mostly -- but it's still enough for Eloen and Kruss to each land an attack -- and the landshark returns the favour with a pair of claws of its own while Merlan starts a summoning spell.
Conditions/Bonuses:
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Status: Challenge
Status: Fiona's Ward
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Status: Divine Favour, Shield of Faith (minutes)Opposition
Status: Soon to be a trophy
Status: Challenged, Hexed (-2 AC, 1 round)
Next Up: Everyone that isn't a bullette, the younger, smaller bullette, New Round
Fiona moves forward and strikes with her polearm at the foul beast.
Out of delight at the warrior joining the fray, he's so impressed by her power and ferocity he leans done and tries to pat her on the shoulder and use the strength of the land to help her. Whilst Kruss howls in pain and uses the anger to fuel his attacks.
Pwang
Sahar feels her blade strike home and believes the beast has acquired that extra limpness that denotes real death. She moves past dead land shark to a point where she can see the new one clearly, whispering another plea to her goddess.
The scimitar's blade begins glowing, first dull red, then brightening to orange, flares of gold licking up the edge and dropping to the ground, as if newly drawn from the forge.
Costin maneuvers his horse around Sandy. His cards in hand, he flings one at the bulette.
Merlan completes his summoning spell and moves up, conjuring an Earth Elemental to attack the creature's rear, flanking with Kruss, before firing another shot from his wand.
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The bullette bites at Kruss, then snarls at the blow to its back, spinning and bringing its claws to bear against the elemental.
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Round 6 Summary
Lysander attempts to defensively cast a healing spell, but the large teeth and hot breath are too much of a distraction, and he loses the spell. Kruss continues his attack, landing another claw on the beast, but his teeth cannot get through the beast's thick armour and are turned away, just like Eloen's arrow and Fiona's blade. Sahar rushes forward to join the others, her scimitar igniting with Sarenrae's flame, while Costin throws a card at the creature -- barely hitting it thanks to his hex. Merlan finishes his spell, and the Earth Elemental fares better, striking hard enough to make a loud cracking noise, and causing the beast to snarl and turn its attention to the rocky creature -- even though it's inedible -- after landing another deep bite on Kruss.
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Status: Challenge
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Status: Fire Blessing, Divine Favour, Shield of Faith (minutes)Opposition
Status: Waiting to be eaten by flies
Status: Challenged
Sahar's horse follows Merlan, keeping close to guard him, and the boy, suddenly alone, follows both as well.
Next Up: All two-legged humanoids, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, New Round
Sarenrae aid me! With a quick mental prayer, Sahar dashes forward, using her momentum to drive her glowing blade deep into the smaller menace.
Fiona rests a moment as the healing energy flows into her, then nods her appreciation at Lysander and steps forward to re-engage the foe.
*pwang*
”Ugh. Do these things have no instinct for self-preservation?” Costin muses while regards the battered creature. He glares at it again, bringing a hex upon it.
Costin feels his hex take hold, the mental pressure weakening the creature's defenses.
"Good job Rocky! Hit 'em again! Use SLAM attack!" The mage cheers, hopping gleefully from foot to foot before releasing another bolt of force from his wand.
Between the flaming scimitar, arrow and repeating blows from the elemental, you see a shift in the bullette -- signs of something other than hatred and hunger in its glassy eyes. The creature shifts its head from one attacker to the next, then, finally, it lowers its head and begins tearing into the earth, creating a hole and diving under the earth - away from the things that keep harming it.
Fiona jabs at the thing as it goes, but her blow goes wide and she grunts in disappointment. After taking a moment to see that everyone's alright, she walks over to the larger creature's corpse and picks something up from the ground behind it.
Sahar makes a frustrated jab at the creature as it begins to dig, not wanting it to get away to endanger the region further.
The mage flicks his wand once more and sends another bolt of mystic force after the retreating Bullette,...
Kruss takes his bite growling atthe creature who's hurt him so.
The creature's front half vanishes into the dirt, even as Kruss, Sahar strike at it, but it suddenly stops moving, limp, as the elemental slams a rocky fist into its underbelly. The large form rocks a little from the momentum, but stays perpendicular to the ground, even as the elemental continues its assault, its second shot cracking the beast's armour and causing goop and ichor to fall in a pool.
You note a raised, crossed scar on the creature's back, just at the base of it's tail, as if a pair of blades cut deeply into it -- and the wounds did not quite heal cleanly.
"Huh. This puny shark is the one Rickan tagged, I wager, based on the scars. We should drag them both back with us, show him what a well-grown beast looks like." She grins up at Eloen.
She peers around to see Fiona holding parchment. "What did you find? Did you see any evidence of whomever was commanding these creatures?"
She moves to release her horse from the job of guarding the diminutive mage, and pauses to greet the young lad. "Are you well, lad? I am Sahar. Can you ride a horse? You can ride behind me if you like, but we need to know where to take you so you'll be safe."
Regaining his composure, Sandy crouches down beside his feline friend, a look of concern as he looks first to the bloody fur and then his companions; "Dragging them back sounds like very hard work, but I could try skinning one & getting some steaks. That'd show the size and the hide could prove useful for armour, it was certainly thicker than cow hide."
Merlan nods enthusiastically at Lysander.
"I have been told that certain creatures hides and shells, like a Bullette, can make some of the best enchantable armor and weapons!"
The mage turns to the lad and approaches him with a smile.
"Hello there! My name is Merlan. And THIS is Squeaks." The halfling says, pointing to his oversized hat and the accompanying dino-bird.
"Don't worry. We're here to help! You're safe now. What is your name?"
The halfling squats down on the ground, bringing his head even lower than the boy's. The dino on his hat reaches out a sinuous neck to sniff cautiously. Then offers the top of his feathered head to be scratched.