Re: The Twilight Tomb: The Rains Fell On Furthinghome
The gnoll harassing Authiel suddenly arched its back, yelped, then tumbled to the floor. Two arrows had sprouted in its back, planted there by Slove and his powerful bow.
Staggering back from the shaman's brutal blow, Jorn just managed to activate his wand in an underarm shot. The magical bolts blasted it in the belly, and the shaman yelped and staggered. Perhaps now the shaman, with his unholy toughness, was beginning to weary.
Meanwhile, Jorn's conjured beetle scuttled in closer and nipped at the shaman's heels. However, the mandibles slipped off the gnoll's thick skin and greasy fur.
The ranger advanced on Gurgun, waving and swinging his swords in a complicated weaving pattern, in, out, around, up, down. Where had he learned to fight like? Entranced, Gurgun missed the strike that snuck in over his defenses. The hard edge of the sword's pommel banged down into his head, sending his world spinning. [Nonlethal strike, -4 attack. Attack 23, crit threatened but not confirmed. Gurgun takes 9 nonlethal damage and falls unconscious. I intended this from the start, so this isn't charity. :) ]
OOC: Next up - Authiel!
Gnoll Shaman: badly wounded
Gnoll Ranger: unharmed
Gnoll 3: unconscious
Gnoll 4: unconscious
Gnoll 5: unconscious
Nearly there folks!