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The incensed ranger plants his next arrow through the eye socket of the pugwampi recently bitten by the snake. That arrow passes out of the back of its head, spraying its nearby companions in its blood as it falls, very dead, to the chapel floor below.
The pugwampi firing at Uzma turns his attention to the mighty Razif after that display of gore.
Meanwhile, King Mokknokk puts away his longbow and picks up his warhammer from where he placed it in a leisurely fashion. He then barks an order to his lone remaining guard and takes a step onto the main rafter of the upper chapel.
Drael fires his crossbow at the remaining guard and loads it with another bolt, keeping an eye on the approaching king but not yet reaching for his hammer or axe.
Razif's frustration immediately simmers down after seeing the extremely successful hit he made, and he grins again.
"Next up, the big one!"
Layaali smiles widely at Razif's luck. She places her hand on his shoulder again, healing more of his wounds.
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Realising that he's not likely to get closer soon, the half-orc wizard puts away his great axe and takes out his sling, preparing it to fire a sling bullet next turn.
The lone pugwampi guard comes cautiously behind his king, who seems to be moving gingerly but determinedly towards the edge of the choir lofts attached to the wall. The trailing pugwampi raises his bow, aiming for the blasted ranger who plugged his comrade in the head.
The grotesque pugwampi laughs sarcastically at the errant arrow and growls to the other pugwampi in guttural Gnoll.
Drael smiles wryly at the pugwampi's aim, before unloading another bolt in his general direction and reloading.
Seeing that no one else is wounded, Layaali prays to Vildeis and lays a hand on Razif's shoulder.
Razif thanks Layaali for her continuous healing, and takes a deep breath.
"Bear with me on this one, guys."
He leaves his bow on the floor, draws his scimitar, and then attempts to jump over the gap.
He then swiftly moves around King Mokknokk, until the ugly creature is between the cracked floor and him.
Lady Sarenrae, please stay with me just a little longer...
He then slams into King Mokknokk in an attempt to bullrush him.
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Razif jumps across the hole in the choir loft. Where he lands, the soft wood groans and creaks in complaint.
Miraculously, the wood holds, and Razif rushes to attempt his combat manoeuvre on King Mokknokk. The king is not unprepared, however, and swings his small warhammer at the ranger's knees as he approaches.
King Mokknokk strikes a glancing blow on the ranger as the ranger attempts to knock the King back, but only succeeds in stepping up against the wall.
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"Perfect," Korum utters to himself as he lets loose an incantation at King Mokknokk.
Korum unleashes a blast of multi-coloured energy from his fingertips that sadly dissipates into nothing as it washes over King Mokknokk.
"Perfect," Korum growls sarcastically.
Shaking its head slightly, the pugwampi on the centre rafter tries to fire its bow at the pesky druid below.
In the meantime, King Mokknokk laughs viciously and attempts to batter Razif's knees, clearly excited for the fight.
This time, the warhammer bounces off the ranger's armour without provoking damage.
Drael picks up Razif's bow, dropping the crossbow lightly on the floor in its place, and fires an arrow at the pugwampi guard.
Layaali picks up her crossbow and loads it.
Razif takes a deep breath, stares down the ugly pugwampi, and tries for a second bullrush.
"Sooner or later your luck will have to change, and then, you will fall!"
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Razif attempts to body slam the smaller pugwampi chief again, succeeding only in releasing a torrent of low-pitched giggles from the growling creature.
Korum growls and says (in Common): "You will NOT wear my friend's kneecaps as shoulder guards if I have anything to say about it!"
The acid blob flies straight up into the air from the wizard's hands. "Blast!" Korum shouts.
The injured pugwampi comes to the near side of the balcony (outside of the druid's line of sight), and fires another arrow at Drael.
King Mokknokk swings his warhammer with glee at Razif's lower limbs.
Laughing too hard, King Mokknokk swings sloppily to the side of the ranger.
Layaali shuffles over a few steps. She takes careful aim with her crossbow at the armoured pugwampi before noticing another pugwampi sneaking up on Razif from behind, right at the far edge of her vision. Knowing she was a poor shot at the best of times, Layaali takes aim at the approaching pugwampi and fires a bolt at him.
Then she reloads her crossbow.
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Layaali's crossbow bolt whistles by the pugwampi's head, shaving a few hairs off its scalp as it goes.
POP!
As Layaali watches, the boards under Razif's feet finally give way and the ranger plummets from the balconies to the chapel floor below.
Razif lands badly, slamming his head against the stone wall and floor as he falls. His last words echo about the chapel.
"Razif!" Layaali exclaims with worry.
Drael cries out as Razif hits the ground with a gut-wrenching crack.
He fires another arrow at the guard, but begins to eye the King and debate if the massive pugwampi can make it over that gap himself.
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The pugwampi guard dodges the oracle’s crossbow bolt - barely - and laughs in righteous glee. As it turns back, Drael’s arrow passes cleanly through its throat, leaving it gurgling and spluttering for a moment before it collapses in a heap and bleeds out rapidly.
”Blast you to Aballon!” Korum roars at the pugwampi, firing off another acid blob at the large pugwampi king.
The wizard scores a minor scorch on the King.
Razif remains lying on the ground, looking up at the balcony above him, seeing only blurry shapes by now. He focuses on controlling his breathing, trying to stay conscious.
Drael, realizing what the King's plan was, looked around with panic. Start climbing back down, we don't want to be up here when that support gives way!
He turns back and sends an arrow at the bloated pugwampi,
Layaali offers a short prayer to Vildeis and then moves towards the ladder. Finding it in use she ushers the others down. When the way is clear she follows them...
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Drael's arrow bounces off the chortling pugwampi king as Layaali hurries to descend the stairs . Uzma rushes from the ladder to the prone Razif's side, kneeling down to see the extent of the coughing Razif's injuries
The now-unhinged and raging Korum bellows at King Mokknokk, "You'll find that if you take us down, then you'll be going with us too, you foul beast!" With a primal roar, the wizard jumps across the gap in the choir loft floor and attempts to tackle the king as Mokknokk swings his warhammer at the wizard in self-defence!
The wizard succeeds in grappling Mokknokk, receiving a smack in the head from the warharmmer for his efforts.
As if he planned it that way, the choir loft gives completely away to the combined weight of the bulky half-orc grappling the pugwampi chief.
Both King Mokknokk and Korum fall straight down on top of Razif and Uzma!
Uzma succeeds in pulling Razif out of the way at the last instance, sacrificing himself to save the ranger from further harm as the half-orc wizard lands heavily on top of him, knocking the druid prone. The three characters - Korum, Razif, and Uzma - lay in a heap with the wriggling and fuming Mokknokk who curses loudly in Gnoll.
King Mokknokk swings his hammer down blindly, hoping to smack one of his foes without needing to stand or aim.
King Mokknokk slams his warhammer directly into Uzma's face on the ground, shattering his nose and bloodying his face.
Drael looks on in shock as Korum charges the King, then as the entire loft gives way beneath them. He fires an arrow down at the King, doing his best to avoid hitting any of his friends,
Layaali gasps as the entire loft crashes to the ground.
No! Please, Vildeis! It's supposed to be me!
She hurries the rest of the way down the ladder and moves up behind Korum and Uzma.
"Cardinal Matryr, heal this man! He does your work upon this land!"
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Korum groans as he opens his eyes after the fall. Seeing Mokknokk smash in Uzma's nose while still on the ground maintains his infuriation, but the half-orc knows his limitations; he is a wizard after all, and not truly martial. Despite this, he slowly pulls his greataxe free from its sheath but pauses once he does so, waiting for the chance to react with his meek skill.
Razif slowly gets up.
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The ranger slowly rises to his unsteady feet, his pale face and unblinking eyes both visible emanations of his poor state.
King Mokknokk stands up, growling in Gnoll.
The half-orc wizard swings his greataxe from the prone position at the standing Mokknokk.
The bulbous pugwampi growls at the half-orc with his axe and yells out in his guttural tongue.
King Mokknokk swings his warhammer down at the half-orc's head.
The pugwampi brains Korum, and the half-orc slumps over, blood trickling from his mouth.
Drael quickly descends the ladder, dropping the bow upon hitting the ground and pulling his warhammer from his belt.