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"Commands.First().Execute()"
Artephius seems to be ignoring the fighters by his side for now. With much buzzing and whizzing of gears, he aims his arm cannon toward the curtain Cole indicated.

With a satisfying *Whoomp* sound, Artephius sends a small cannister spinning from his cannon - dangerously close to where Caladwhen is flying. The small container hits the thick curtain, sliding gently to the floor where it tumbles three times before bursting into a big cloud of intense, freezing cold.

ranged bomb atk: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27
energy type: 1d4 ⇒ 2 acid, cold, electricity, fire
energy damage: 8d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 5, 1, 6, 1, 2, 2) = 24

total concealment miss chance, DC50: 1d100 ⇒ 13
well, it's cold right there, but unfortunately that's not where the voice came from :-/

gears and levers buzz and rattle, as Artephius is computing his next move.
"while (Enemies.Count > 0) attack();"

well, that's been decided then.

"Enemies.Where(e => e.InMeleeRange()).OrderByDescending(e => e.Range).Take(2).Slam();"

Artephius mercilessly sticks his massive arms towards the faces of the closest two enemies. M and L
atk: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (7) + 19 = 26
dmg: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (2, 5) + 8 = 15
Alchemy: 1d6 ⇒ 3=>electricity damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

atk: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (13) + 19 = 32
dmg: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (2, 1) + 8 = 11
Alchemy: 1d6 ⇒ 4=>fire damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Both guards take serious hits, but they seem unimpressed.

I haven't done the math yet, but I think Tomas Blackerly won't last much longer after Talon's surprise round + follow up attack! Talon, why don't you describe to us how Blackerly meets his end?

"What?! No!, You!!! No! MEN! WAKE UP! DEFEND ME!!!"
Then, as he realises that's not going to happen,
"Whawhaat are you doing with the WARDEN?! Noo, please, no please don't kill me, I..I'll give you anything you want, yes, anything! Let me live! Please!!"

"yah, the privilege to sleep in the pig barn next time you're off to see the missus. Har, har, har!"

(various laughter)

"Except for you, Ron - you still owe me 11 gold from last game."

(various laughter)

"Okay you douchebags - last round is on me."