Both wolves sway for a moment, growls fading in their throats. Their eyes cross and their heads hang down. A moment later they both fall to the ground, asleep.
Tom moves 20ft toward Tooth.
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Filled with artichoke-y rage, Silas leaps forward at Marigold's cry, rounding the corner and quickly taking stock.
Sadly, his stubby little legs don't allow him to reach the werewolf immediately, so Silas moves into position, preparing a charge for his next opportunity.
Charles
Embok
Tooth
Thomas
Wolves
Elyza
Marigold
Silas
Round 2
Charles quickly steps towards the werewolf and uses a mythic point to perform a sudden attack at him, followed by his normal attack.
Charles' greatswords comes howling through the air at the werewolf, only slices a couple of hairs off, barely missing. The attack is swift and surprising.
His follow-up attack, although given a mighty swing, flies far off course, not coming close to the werewolf.
Embok expends a mythic point to let out a swift surprise strike at the wolf directly in front of him.
Attack: vs. flat-footed.
Damage:
Sneak Attack:
He then gets ready to defend himself from their attacks, using total defense.
Embok's attack, coming out of nowhere, scores a deep gouge in the side of the wolf. The flick of his wrist as the weapon comes out of the wolf adds to the injury making it squeal in pain.
Tooth growl's loudly at the sound of the wolf's pain, and lashes out suddenly with a bite at Charles as he charges towards the mouth of the cave...
Luckily for Charles, the sound of the pain throws off the werewolf's aim. His charge lands him next to the holy man, whom he bites at as well.
"Vile thing!"
Mythic Attack
Damage
Onset the next full moon; Frequency on the night of every full moon or whenever the target is injured
Effect target transforms into a wolf under the GM's control until the next morning
Thomas' shout to the werewolf seems to fuel his attack, but, again, the strike misses with the barest of margins.
The wolves, back near the tunnel bite at Embok...
Which both come short, but Embok can feel spittle from one of the wolves bites, so close was it to closing around his arm.
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Elyza drops her bow, draws her longsword and tries to go toe to toe with this horrific beast. Swinging her longsword, , damage, she slices heavily into the werewolf with the temporarily enchanted blade.
Damamge: d8 sword + 3 STR + 2 AS + 2d6 bane
free: drop bow, move: draw longsword, std: attack
AC: 16, HP: 11, MP: 2 of 5 per day used, Mythic Acane Strike 8 rounds left
The longsword flashes with arcane energy and slices into the beastman's hide. It howls in rage, but on second glance, the cut isn't so deep as it appeared.
Yeah, but it was still too far away to charge. It took me a move plus a double move just to get to where I am. Dwarves are slow.
After the puppies fall asleep, Mari peers crosswise at the werewolf, and all she can do is giggle at the thought that he smells like a wet dog. Wanting to share the humor, she yells it over to the creature.
She'll then move up close and personal, drawing her mighty rapier.
The werewolf falls down helplessly, laughing about the murders he has done.
Silas steps up opposite Marigold and launches a brutal kick at the now-prone werewolf.
Charles charges the werewolf to L-9 and attacks, after which he spends another mythic power to do another sudden attack.
While attacking, he looks at Thomas and asks "Are you all right?"
Embok whispers "Sorry", then delivers a coup de grace on the already damaged wolf.
Damage:
Sneak Attack:
As Embok's blade slips between the ribs of the sleeping wolf, a slight whimper escapes with it's last breath. No apparent pain is seen on the beast, but the death rattle echoes loudly in Embok's ears.
Meanwhile, Tooth attempts to stop laughing...
And can't stop himself. With a huge indrawn breath, he laughs even harder than before, tears trickling down his hairy cheeks from the force of the laughter.
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With no intention of letting the werewolf get back to his feet, Elyza strikes again , Mythic Power if needed damage , again slicing deep into the shapechanger.
Damamge: d8 sword + 3 STR + 2 AS + 2d6 bane + 1 Dirty Fighting
Actions: std: attack, swift MP spent if needed to ensure strike hits
AC: 16, HP: 11, MP: 2 of 5 per day used, maybe 3; Mythic Acane Strike 7 rounds left
Uhhgg...
Att
Dmg
Mari marvels at the toughness of the werewolf. Calling out, "Switch to Battle Plan Flounder!", she channels her mythic power to assist her teammates.
Charles, with two mighty swings, slices deeply into the werewolf, the first strike seemingly inconsequential, but the second planting itself firmly inside the beast. Elyza follows with a flashing swing into the creatures' shoulder, arcane energy sizzling and popping. Thomas' swing from the hip carves into the other shoulder.
The beast whimpers and howls in pain, amidst the laughter.
Silas, quite peeved at this point, drops a flurry of stomps in the beast's direction.
"Let's finish this beast shall we?" grunts Charles swinging his greatsword at the monster, trying to impale it on the blade.
Charles' blade flashes again and takes a chunk out of the beasts' thigh.
