The half-orc gets into rage and ignoring the pain of his wound takes up his greatsword and puts all his strenght in his attack towards Tobol.
AAAAAAHHHHH! Go you to hell!!!
Zagal attack +8 = 21
Hits Tobol.
Damage 12. Deduct 12 hit points.
Tobol receives a strike that almost cut his whole leg, he is bleeding and feels a terrible pain that puts his next to the unconciousness.
Man your turn.
If I can make it to Tobol to help with his wounds I do. Just delay otherwise.
If I can make it to Tobol to help with his wounds I do. Just delay otherwise.
Since Tobol is ingaged in combat, I can't see a way you can help him right now so you shall have to delay again.
Tobol, it is your turn.
The ladies are starting to shout for the fight and when they saw his "protector" dead started to shout even more. That is starting bringing the attention of people who lives in the place and heads are starting to appear for the windows and doors.
Gulgrym quickly moves across the field of battle, putting himself into a better position. "Time to join your friend," he says in the same low, menacing voice, "in Hell". Then he trusts his weapon at the raging half-orc.
Tobol's mighty swing struck the half-orc. To Tobol's surprise, the half-orc still stood, and dealt a mighty blow of his own against Tobol. With a long and deep gash in his leg, Tobol summoned his strength once more, ready to dispatch his opponent.
With a mighty howl of his own, Tobol swung his greatsword once more at his opponent.
Even with his big wound draining his blood the half-orc still can put his body in a position that avoids Tobol's strike which goes to die without effect directly on Zagal's armor.
It is Gulgrym's turn:
Gulgrym's weapond hits Zagal's armor without effect.
A fat woman yells "They are going to kill them! Call the boys! Call the Boys! To his order a child runs towards the north. More heads are starting to appear.
Voran's turn.
"May the Watchful Protector aid you." Voran says as he lightly touches Tobol casting cure light wounds (convert identify) on him. Tobol is healed: 1d8+1=8
Then Voran, looking around Tobol at the half-orc. "Now my friend, you have obviously bitten off more than you and your friend could chew. Now we've given you enough warning. Back down now and we won't have to give you a good thrashing."
Rushed diplomacy: 1d20+6-10=16
The half-orc is not stupid, he knows that fighting against 4 and in such circunstances his only fate is death so he retreat, some meters grab one of the ladies and yells.
You %&$# call the boys! Call the boys now!
The lady runs towards the same direction previously the child went to. While Zagal retreats slowly looking for protection hiding among a group of about ten people that already are on the streets watching the fight.
"May the Watchful Protector aid you." Voran says as he lightly touches Tobol casting cure light wounds (convert identify) on him. Tobol is healed: 1d8+1=8
Then Voran, looking around Tobol at the half-orc. "Now my friend, you have obviously bitten off more than you and your friend could chew. Now we've given you enough warning. Back down now and we won't have to give you a good thrashing."
Rushed diplomacy: 1d20+6-10=16
Tobol feels how his leg miraculously regenerates and gives him new life and energies.
"Wonderful folks, these." says the man, ruefully.
"We need to get off of the street." Gulgrym says with an edge of urgancy in his voice while looking around at the gathering crowd. "Voran, can your new friend show us a safe place to rest and catch our breath for a few moments before we continue on to see the hunter?" he continues, indicating the beggar with a wave of his hand.
Come with me.
The beggar guides the group three blocks down and moves an old and abandoned crate to show a narrow hole on a wall.
Get in.
Do you get in?
Voran will enter the hole.
Voran is inside.
Voran can see
Come on! get in! The city watch is going to come soon, I will try to give some misinformation to cover you, stay here you are safe in this place.
Gulgrym can make a Knoledge Local roll to remember what could happen judicially if the watch puts his hand on the party.
Gulgrym crawls into the hole and looks around. Once he determines that it is safe to do so, he starts washing his hands off with his waterskin, and also cleans up any blood that got onto his clothing to the bset of his ability, while cursing himself for not having brought along a spare set.
the man follows
"Why did we run? We did nothing wrong. Those fellas attacked us, we should go to the authorities and explain the situation. I am sure they will understand complete."
Also, though I didn't say this since we seemed to rush out of there, Voran would have picked up his walking stick as they were leaving.
Knowledge local roll: 1+7=8 Well you can't really remember what would happen to you in these cases.
When all of you are in the beggar talks to you from outside.
Don't move from here, I'm going to see what has happened and what can I do to help you.
The beggar moves the crate again to the place it was before, bringing even more darkness to the wet little place. After that only silence that is hardly broken by the sound of water running somewhere.
"My good gnome, it wasn't the guards I was worried about, all of the pimps talk about us not knowing who he was had me worried that he had conections in the larger comunity of this lawless section of town, and I did not feel like being torn to peices or lynched by an enraged mob this morning." Gulgrym says as he finishes washing up. "I didn't mean to kill the guy, only teach him a lesson, from all his big talk you would think that he would have been tougher."
"Ah, ok, well that makes sense. Perhaps later we can approach the authorities and inform them of the incident. People should not be assaulted while walking down the road."
"Perhaps it would be best to leave the authorities out of it entirely." Gulgrym says. "The legal system here is a bureaucratic nightmare, and often law and justice have very little to do with one another in this city. The criminals that confronted us are unlikely to go to the guard, and I would advise that we act similarly. As to being assaulted in the street, the guard expects it in that part of town, and will be unlikely to bring any sort of satisfaction for you. That district is too wild for them, that is why they seldom patrol there." He pauses and looks at Tobal in the dim light, "You handled yourself well out there" He says to the barbarian, "I hope that Voran's prayer mended you well enough to not be at a disadvantage should we need your strength and steel again."
"Ok, I guess. I'll have to take your word for it."
Tobol paused upon Gulgrym's compliment. The half-orc coward ran away, using the people around him as a shield. It wasn't his wish to hurt the half-orc, but he was a truly terrible person. This part of the city leaned in favor of such people, which did not comfort Tobol at all. But he was with good comrades at least.
"Those two wanted to rob us and hurt us," Tobol replied to Gulgrym. "I do not respect cowards. I thank you for your words. My wound is not even to keep me down. And to you Voran, you have my thanks. You follow a Great Spirit truly, who has the power to heal in the midst of battle."
"You are quite welcome, though I deserve no credit for it. I was merely the vessel for Garl's power to pass through. My own abilities are quite trivial by comparison."
"I think aside from finding my identity, we need to find me ways to support our merry band of men."
"If you want to find money, then we could always try delving into lost Sarbreen." Gulgrym says with a shrug. "This is exactly the sort of place where people are always finding entrances to the ruined city of the hammer."
"You can carry my walking stick for the time being if you feel too naked. I noticed you didn't have a weapon on you."
"Thank you."
"Wellll ... it sure is kind of dark in here. Anybody want me to make some light for minute or so? Or would you prefer not to see what the place really looks like?"
Gulgrym nodds in agreement with Voran's suggestion. "Yes, light would be good." He says quietly, "but make it toward the back of the room so that there is less chance of people with-out noticing it peaking around the crates in the doorway."
Voran casts dancing lights (the four torch version) and moves them around the back of the area. "These lights will only last for about a minute, so take a good look."