Brother Yew begins moving at great speed.
Tindoome moves into the corner of the corridor and begins casting.
The longswordsman closest to the door reaches down and pulls the fallen spearman clear of the front line and begins to bind his wounds. Meanwhile, another swordsman back next to the far crossbowman likewise tends to the wounds of the other fallen spearman.
Tindoome completes her spell and abruptly disappears!
Iviana starts casting.
The dart thrower steps to his right. The three unoccupied swordsmen begin moving.
Brother Yew rips free a bauble from his necklace and tosses it into the great hall where it erupts in a massive fireball. All but one (a woman) falls to the floor badly burnt and smoking. Not surprisingly she appears somewhat stunned at suddenly being alone.
The dart thrower throws three more darts at Ronalt. One misses entirely but two stick into his chainmail.
Arek begins casting.
Haldan joins Gwythe against the wall.
Iviana completes her spell and catches the hapless survivor of the fireball in sticky webs who becomes lost to sight. Celanor, left without a target, and little need even if the lone survivor was still visible, saves the charge and does not use the wand.
"Push in Gentlemen, Sven urged.
If you want to live you have to press them - fight and move at once! Ronalt Left, Luthien Right - Flank him the pair of you! Bring him down!"
Both crossbowmen complete their reloading and fire at Ronalt. His armour stops one bolt, but the other stabs through.
A longswordsman, backed up by another and the bastardswordsman, leaps into the gap recently vacated by the fallen spearman and hacks at the seriously injured Ronalt (but misses).
The axeman, grinning ferociously, chops at the beleaguered Ranger once more. His swing is less than accurate however, distracted as Luthien pokes his sword at him with something
almost resembling competence!
Switching his attention Sven again spoke up,
"You die next, child. I will see to it."
Arek completes his Prayer spell (everyone is now +1 to rolls).
Ronalt, faced with an enemy that reacted quicker than he, and with coordination only training and long practice could bring, is unable to move forward. Instead he slashed ineffectually with his sword.
Brother Yew hands the necklace of missile
s to Celonor.
Amathaon spends the round crawling across the ceiling,
almost loosing his grip at the highest point and falling on top of the Prince.
The Prince finishes off the round by stepping into the space vacated by Brother Yew, and stabbing the already seriously wounded axeman (who falls to the floor).
New round, new initiative rolls, etc.
The rear is about as secure as it's possible to get with the great hall completely blocked by webs and only a small corridor to the south open. The front however is a meat grinder.
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The door opens freely on oiled hinges, briefly tangling in a black curtain before pulling the cloth aside.
