Jurz pats Rog, and keeps guard on the other side from Bully.

Minmorc looks around in surprise as he is effected by several magics and grows. Grinning down at Arlein he'll mutter "good kitty" and he will draw Nurzhans bow from his backpack. Peering over the rock he'll grin as Bully cleaves down one guard. Arrow on string Minmorc will mutter, "les gettit started den" and will take a shot at the southwest guard.

Moffdust's eyes widen as she peers into the tent. She turns back to the others and mimes:
- holds up two fingers then puts hands together along her cheek and closes her eyes.
- holds up one finger then waggles her hand behind herself with her tongue out and pretending to breath rapidly, then repeats the hands together gesture.

Being herself again she looks at Dregz and shrugs.

For a moment Jurz is confused as to why Moffa is trying to get everyone to look at her tongue and her bum, but then guesses that she is pretending to be a dog.  With a shrug he gets down from Rog, arms himself with some of the remaining boar meat, and advances towards the slit, so that he can have a quick peek inside.  Assuming Moffa is indicating an animal, he will nod that he is prepared.

Jurz sees what Moffa saw in the tent.

Jurz gulps and looks resigned.

In reply to Jurz (msg # 52):

_{i dont getz it.}"

Moffdust gestures for Dregz to take a look too. She steps back 5' away from the tent so she won't disturb anyone and begins softly casting a spell.

Bulldust also is unsure what (or who) to do next.  He has no idea what Moffa's spell may do, but he trusts his big sister.  He remains silent and watchful, keeping an eye out for humies and trying to play 'spot the lizard girl'.
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Dregz is a little occupied peeking around the side of the tent to note either Moffa's contortions or Jurz's reaction to whatever it is that lurks within tent number one ... though his own response to what he himself has seen strangely mirrors the druid's.

"Can't get close enuff to dampen der fire," the little priest mutters quietly and with great disappointment, finally noticing Moffa's gestures and putting his eye to the small hole in the back of the tent.

Dregz sees what Moffa and Jurz have seen.

"Dat's a big ... wot is it ?" Dregz whispers to Jurz.  "Not gonna be able to sneak in der, eh ?"

"A big fing." jurz gulps again, unable to provide a better guess, but knowing that it is big.  "Riza liza might." he whispers suggesting that the lizard girl might be able to sneak in, athough Jurz certainly doesn't think that he can.  But then, Riza liza is on the other side of the camp ....

Moffdust cranes her neck around to the left of the big tent, curious to know what Dregz saw. She does not complete her spell, holding it until the situation becomes clearer...
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Out in the plains Riza puts her first stage of the plan into action

As soon as Bulldust cut down the easternmost guard (m3), Minmorc shot an oversized arrow at the southwest guard (m2). His arrow missed the guard completely but the flash of movement as the missile whistled over his head certainly gave the guard a tremendous fright.

Moffdust, Jurz and Dregz each peeked into the big tent they had landed behind and all looked a bit worried about what they saw in there. Moffdust began an incantation which seemed like it must be heard by anyone nearby in the quietness of the campsite.

Then another light flared at the northern edge of the camp as one of the northernmost tents suddenly caught fire!

The silence of the camp is instantly shattered by the shouts of the southwest guard (m2), "Aiiee! Wake up, wake up! We are being attacked!", which is immediately taken up by the central guard (m1) as well. Almost immediately a woman starts screaming and a man starts yelling from the northern tent, "Aiiee! Fire! Fire!"

Within seconds there are sounds of movement and voices within virtually every tent. Women and children screaming. Men yelling at them to be quite or cursing as they fumble about in the darkness inside the tents. Horses in the horse lines begin to whinny nervously and start to pull at the ropes tethering them in line. Movement is heard inside the big tent that Team Arda-Nuff landed behind then a woman's voice speaks a short phrase and bright light fills that tent. The sound of an animal snarling is also heard from inside the tent.

The southwest guard retreats behind the concealment offered by the closest tent so he is no longer visible to the unseen archer somewhere in the darkness southeast of the campsite. He waits with shield and spear ready as he peers out into the darkness trying to see the enemy.

The central guard (m1) rushes toward the flaming tent in the north and drops his spear as he begins to use his shield to shovel sand onto the burning tent to extinguish the flames.

OOC: Main Game Map updated.
[Bless from Minmorc: All allies (except Riza) are +1 on attack rolls and saves vs fear for 17 more rounds.]

Riza continues her assault

"Dat is one big and angry pussy." Jurz says quietly, relying on the general hubbub to mask his voice.  "Maybes dis is der time we's need a big doggy." he says regretting his earlier thoughts.  With a shrug, he passes the meat he has in his hand to Rog, knowing that idea isn't going to work anymore.

However, he is a bit miffed at Riza.  Starting fires is his job.  He considers lobbing balls of flame at a couple of the other tents, but decided to leave that for the moment, as he waits to see what the others will do bout the humies and the big cat in their target tent.

"Der campfire probably looks a little dimmer now, wiv all dose uvver fires goin'," Dregz suggests uncertainly, not really even convincing himself, but reluctant to give up on the prophesy unfolding exactly as he saw.

"Mebbe dese yooumans an' der big cat will leave der tent an' wese can go in ?" the goblin ponders hopefully, though his voice is pitched much lower than his kinsman's as he doesn't trust to the ebb and flow of the fight to cover his words.  "Or we could cut a bigger hole in der corner when dey're not lookin' an' den grab der sacks !"

Dregz puts his eye back to the hole in the tent to see what's happening within.

Only Dregz can see what is happening inside the tent.

Minmorc will drop the bow and will snatch up both the axe and the spear. With a spring in his step and almost dancing to the music of chaos Minmorc will jog to the nearest tent and will sweep Vera across it, trying to bring it down on those inside.

Moffdust glares at the big tent that Dregz is peeping into. "Nows de right times." she breathes as she releases her spell. She steps up close to the canvas and slashes a larger hole with her dagger. "I'll gets de sticks. Youse gets youselfs aways from dis tents." she whispers, then she slips inside.

Seeing as Moffa has taken the lead by going inside the tent, and told everyone else to move away, Jurz climbs up on Rog and decided to join in the fun.  Pulling out a wand, he lets a ball of flame form on the tip and then lobs it at the next large tent.


13:34, Today: Jurz rolled 26 using 1d20+6.  Ranged touch on tent.
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"Der woman has der Magic Stick !" Dregz hisses urgently at Moffa as his kinswoman rushes past him.  The little goblin cowers down, but keeps an eye out around the edge of the hole that she cut, determined to keep an eye out for her.

As she slips into the brightly illuminated large tent Moffa can see what Dregz just saw as well.