Leaf's heart lifts as she sees Aphail sit up, and smiles as Caith turns to Diese.

Having immobilised one of the enemies at the back, Leaf turns to see if she can help similarly at the front. Running forward, she looks around for the largest gathering of vines before calling them down, too.

OOC: Leofwyn casts ROOTS for 5MP.
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Usopi frowned as his attack was absorbed by some sort of armor beneath the enemy’s cloak. Shortly after he winced and inhaled sharply through gritted teeth at the returning blow from his opponent. He steadied himself and then attacked again with his mace, hoping to perform better this time.

Brannon is clearly out of his depth against these warriors. It is all he can do to parry the incoming blows, and he can barely bring his shield to bear, never mind find a gap in their guard.

11:26, Today: Brannon Darrow rolled 18,5,6 using d20,d8,d6.  Sword, ABR, shield, Attack 13

"Aye, ye and all..." Caith says, the gratitude in her tone evident, even if her next words are a scolding "Hold still, ye daft man! By the look of yer palid brow, the claw that struck ye was tipped with more than mere metal, and I nay yet ken with what exactly, but nay anything pleasant."

The hedgewitch drags Deise onto her lap with her right hand, and continues her work of healing.
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At Caiths healing Aphail rises and nocks an arrow firing at the enemy, focusing his mind to shoot between his companions and into the enemy beyond. But despite the healing his wounds still trouble him and he misses.

Gat tears savagely into the enemies attacking his master, ripping free a huge gobbet of flesh in his wicked jaws.

The enemy closes, their skilled blows striking the companions hard, but it seems they have rarely fought enemies so heavily armoured as blows that would have killed are deflected by breastplates and pauldrons.

Two daggers flew, one glanced off of Dorons breastplate, the other sank deep into Giles shoulder.( -3hp)

Sir Uthen strikes but his blow is ducked but the lightning faced cloaked figure.

Caith heals Aphail and pulls Deise closer to do the same for him.

Leofwyn turns and again calls on nature to aid her, the strange vines seem to resist her call but her wellspring of power will not be denied and the figure who just threw a dagger at Doron finds both its arms pulled up and outward suspending it in the air.

Giles raises an eyebrow at the figure who just hit him with a thrown dagger, the figure suddenly stumbles backwards as if struck heavily about the face...and is swaying slightly.

As Giles enemy is staggered Sir Turren nocks another fay arrow and fires, taking the figure in the centre of the face and dropping it to the ground.

Prince Doron fires another of his heirloom arrows at the figure in the second rank, but the shaft doesn't seem to penetrate fully.

Nodding to Caith, Colm presses a Healing Potion to Aphails lips.

Deise is concious and tries to rise but Caith begs him to wait for healing.

Osric strikes out at his enemy that had just delivered a stunning blow to him, his blade hums with barely contained power as it cuts down through the figure, sundering it in two in a gout of black blood.

Brannon holds out against the assault, but is unable to land a blow. Usopi fares no better.





OOC:

Position:
DH1 (Immobilised)
DH2( Dead),DH3(Wounded)
Gat,Osric,Usopi
Doron
(10m)
Colm
Caith, Aphail
Leofwyn,Deise
(5m)
Turren,Giles
Uthen,Brannon
DH4,DH5
DH6.( Dead)

Initiative:

Aphail
Gat
Dark Hearts
Sir Uthen
Caith
Leofwyn
Giles
Prince Doron
Sir Turren
Colm
Deise
Osric
Brannon
Usopi



08:32, Today: GM, on behalf of Aphail MacRoach, rolled 15 using 1d20.  ATT 18 ( Precise Shot) - MOD 6.Miss.

08:40, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 5, rolled 17,2 using 1d20,1d8+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 8. vs Brannon. Miss.

08:39, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 4, rolled 2,4 using 1d20,1d8+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 13. vs Uthen. Hit. ABR Fail.

08:39, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 3, rolled 8,2 using 1d20,1d8+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 10. vs Usopi. Hit. ABR Fail.

08:39, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 2, rolled 17,5 using 1d20,1d8+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 18. vs Osric. Miss.

08:37, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 6, rolled 11,4 using 1d20,1d3+1.  ATT 18 - MOD 4. Hit. -3 hp Giles.

08:37, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 1, rolled 5,3 using 1d20,1d3+1.  ATT 18 - MOD 4.
Hit. ABR Fail.

08:34, Today: GM, for the NPC Gat, rolled 11,4 using 1d20,1d4.  ATT 20 - DEF 0.

08:48, Today: GM, on behalf of Sir Uthen of Sadley, rolled 11,3 using 1d20,1d8.  ATT 18 - DEF 10. Miss.

Caith: Greater Healing on Aphail.

Leofwyn casts Roots.
08:51, Today: GM, on behalf of Leofwyn, rolled 5 using 2d10.  SPD 16 vs EVA 6.

08:51, Today: GM, on behalf of Leofwyn, rolled 8 using 2d10.  SPD 16 vs EVA 6.


08:57, Today: GM, on behalf of Giles, rolled 9 using 2d10.  SPD 16 vs EVA 6.

08:58, Today: GM, on behalf of Giles, rolled 10 using 3d6-1.

09:01, Today: GM, on behalf of Prince Doron, rolled 11,2 using 1d20,1d6+1.  ATT 19 - MOD 4.

OOC 17:12, Today: Osric Grim rolled 11,5 using 1d20,1d10+4.  Ghost Eye, ABR for hopefully 9HP damage hits DEF 13

In reply to GM (msg # 49):

'Bless you Giles,' Turren calls, 'Bloody nice!'

The knight rushes in now, dropping his bow as Falchorus flashes free in his fists, poised as he comes.

'Brannon! At your service, sir!'

OOC: Sir Turren will aid Brannon, either in melee, relieving Brannon, or at close range with a throw over his shoulder. Sir Turren will throw the magic javelin at Brannon's foe if Brannon does not wish to fall back or can't fall back, or if there is no room in the press yet for Sir Turren. If there is a melee opportunity there, Turren will default to that. Otherwise, go for the throw.

In reply to Caith Cernach (msg # 48):

“Mmm...uuigghhh”
Deise’s body convulses as Caith administers the healing and purges the poison from the tiny and now frail Cornumbrian.
Bile and vomit spew forth as the deadly toxins are expelled in the most sudden and violent way possible. As He  begins to move, Caith presses down to remind him that he is going nowhere just now.
Green eyes wide open, he grabs Caiths wrist tightly and silently lip syncs a sincere “Thank you Caith”

"Thank you, Sir Turren!" Brannon does his best to step back out of the combat and allow the knight past. "Your sword arm is a good way stronger than mine..."

Osric grins fiercely as his mighty enchanted blade hews the fiend in two.  This is what he was born for, the deadly dance. Before his foe’s body has hit the ground he rounds upon the wounded attacker and feints high and low before stabbing his gleaming sword towards his enemy’s midsection.

He grunts at Sir Usopi “Finish the other one!”  motioning with his head towards the entangled attacker.

OOC 21:57, Today: Osric Grim rolled 7,6 using 1d20,1d10+4.  Ghost Eye and ABR for hopefully 9HP damage. Hits DEF 17

Usopi nodded at Osric’s targeting suggestion and pushed forward, intending to move past the wounded enemy in front of them to attack the immobilized target that was now wrapped in vines. Hopefully it would be easier for him to hit this one.

Seeing Osric slice one of the beings in two, Leaf turns around to the back of the group, to see if they need more help. She watches as Turren engages in close combat, and refrains from altering the stones around them, for fear of hitting Turren or Brannon.

She resorts to pulling out her dagger from Deise, but instantly she know she could do no good with it against these beings.

The knife in her hand reminds her of Diese, and so she stows her dagger and kneels down next to Caith. "I can continue assisting Deise if you would like to join the fight. I believe I have done all I can at this time, without putting our own in danger."

Her eyes catch Colm giving Aphail a healing potion, so Leaf shuffles through her pack and pulls out her own potion, "How can I help him?"

Caith looks happier about Alphail's shot missing his comrades than upset that it missed the foe he aimed at, and happier still that she's not missing a husband right now herself.



"Whatever was in ye nay mixed well with whatever is on the edge of their blades." Caith complains to the Cornumbrian, gathering facts even from the stinking mess in front of her.

Despite her angry tone, the looks she gives Deise is a gentle one, and the hand that wipes vomit from his face has no harm in it, as she senses an odd kinship to the angry little man's determination to cheat the reaper in her own dismally bitter nature held in check by only by a fearful hope that the gods ken hearts better than most mere mortals do.



...Nay yet a Hearth Father, well, nay by the city's fancy standards, but still a healer at heart... Caith silently muses philosophically to herself, all while dealing with Deise's malady ...Then there's still hope...

The wolf still looms large in her mind though, a rage at the pack's hurts silently waiting to be unleashed, prowling in the darkness at the edges of her vision even now. It is all she can do not to snarl when Leaf speaks to her, so Caith simply listens at first, silence seeming wiser than words spoken in anger.



"With that..." Caith says softly, her voice huskier than usual with the strain of keeping a human tongue in her mouth, pointing at the bottle in Leaf's hand.

She turns her head to nod towards Colm attending to Alphail, with a similar green glass bottle in hand as she adds in assurance "...Like that, safe now the other agent at work is neutralized."

"Will yer new garden help me rise above this lot without hanging me out like dirty laundry to die?" Caith asks Leaf, an idea glimmering greenly in her own eyes now as she looks upwards to a helping limb of a different kind.

OOC: If Leaf still has power over the vines, then they'll make a good way for Caith and anyone else nimble enough to do so to climb up the wall and get a LOS on the nearest foes.
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The ashen faced assassin looks apologetically to Caith.“Sorry girl, had to be done. Better out than in. Can you get me back on my feet, those bastards are gonna pay for this . . . I tired of being shat on . . .”

Deise will struggle to first kneel, where he takes out a punch containing a vial marked only with the image of a skull. Unstopped if the contents he coats three throwing stars with poison. “As ye reap so shall ye sow.” whispers the small man with a manic grin.
Checking his belt for access to knives, he pulls a flash pellet and holds it for access in a gloved hand.
Let’s go.

OOC: the healing potion - how much does that restore?

In reply to Deise (msg # 57):

OOC: +7 Health Points back for skulling the entire bottle.
So consider yourself encouraged to drink up... :)

Deise takes advantage of the 5m distance between himself and the group of Turren/Giles/Uthen/Brandon and run up to jump and somersault over the heads of the combatants - seeking to land behind the assailants.

Assuming this succeeds could it be considered as a Shock Attack given that The line of sight between the assailants and Deise is blocked by four of our group?

Aphail fired again, his shaft thudded into the chest of Uthens opponent, but didn't seem to penetrate.

Gat tears savagely into the enemies attacking his master, but his teeth couldn't penetrate the enemies boots.

As Brannon retreats his foe strikes but the blow goes wide, Usopi fends off his own but Uthens foe finds a gap in his armour and rams his blade home in the doughty knight.


Sir Uthen strikes but his injury takes the strength from the blow..

Caith stood and looked towards the melee in both directions, towards one end it seemed to be dying down but where she could hear Turrens voice it was still intense. Colm moves up beside her with an intense expression.

Leofwyn gave Deise a healing potion.

Giles fires his bow but the arrow goes wide.

Prince Doron fires another of his heirloom arrows striking Usopis foe as Usopi rages forward and slaughters the suspended man where he hangs. Osric destroys the staggering figure just after Dorons shaft hits.

Deise takes the proffered Healing Potion and attempts to leap over three rows of active combatants. He runs and easily clears Brannon and Giles, but Uthens sudden upthrust of his shield as he is stabbed throws Deise slightly off course and he almost impacts with the enemy...landing roughly he is unable to release his flash pellet and almost loses his grasp on it.

Brannon holds out against the assault, but is unable to land a blow as he retreats, Sir Turren fills his place but his thrust is evaded.





OOC:

Position:
DH1 (Dead)
DH2( Dead),DH3(Dead)
Gat,Osric,Usopi
Doron
(10m)
Colm
Caith, Aphail
Leofwyn,Deise
(5m)
Turren,Giles
Uthen,Brannon
DH4,DH5
DH6.( Dead)

Initiative:

Aphail
Gat
Dark Hearts
Sir Uthen
Caith
Leofwyn
Giles
Prince Doron
Sir Turren
Colm
Deise
Osric
Brannon
Usopi




17:41, Today: GM, on behalf of Aphail MacRoach, rolled 5,3 using 1d20,1d6.  ATT 18 - MOD 6.

17:45, Today: GM, for the NPC Gat, rolled 6,1 using 1d20,1d4.

17:50, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 5, rolled 20,2 using 1d20,1d8+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 8. vs Brannon. Miss.

17:49, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 4, rolled 8,7 using 1d20,1d8+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 13. vs Uthen. Hit. ( -4 hp Uthen.)

17:51, Today: GM, for the NPC Darkheart 3, rolled 11,7 using 1d20,1d8+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 10. vs Usopi. Miss.


17:57, Today: GM, on behalf of Sir Uthen of Sadley, rolled 18,7 using 1d20,1d8.  ATT 18 - DEF 10. Miss.

Caith: Reconaissance.

Leofwyn heals Deise.

18:03, Today: GM, on behalf of Giles, rolled 17,2 using 1d20,1d6.  ATT 17 - MOD 6.Miss.

18:08, Today: GM, on behalf of Prince Doron, rolled 10,5 using 1d20,1d6+1.  ATT 19 - MOD 6.

21:57, Today: Osric Grim rolled 7,6 using 1d20,1d10+4.  Ghost Eye and ABR for hopefully 9HP damage. Hits DEF 17

19:04, Today: GM, on behalf of Sir Turren Uvedale, rolled 13,3 using 1d20,2d4+1.  ATT 18 - DEF 10.

Deise Jump Skill autoclears 1st Row.
19:17, Today: GM, on behalf of Deise, rolled 19 using 1d20.  Reflexes check to clear 2 rows of combatants. Fail.
19:17, Today: GM, on behalf of Deise, rolled 11 using 1d20.  Reflexes check to clear 3 rows of combatants. Success.
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In reply to GM (msg # 60):

OOC: 10:44, Today: Deise rolled 31 using 3d20 ((4,8,19))
First two stars hit the assailant, third one is well off the mark

ABR: Today: Deise rolled 2 using 1d2+1 ((1)). 49, Today: Deise rolled 3 using 1d2+1 ((2)).

If they make it past the armour, we get 2HP of damage each, plus Normal Poson.



Deise runs and  asttmble jumps over the heads Turren and Giles, before clipping someghing in the dim air. Just about rights himself before clearing the heads of the enemies.

As he hits the ground he almost loses his grip on the pellet. Struggling to get into a fighting crouch, he flings three glistening stars when time allows.
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Sir Turren fights on, thrust and counter, steady feet.

With the opponents at the front of the column defeated, Usopi turned to look back toward the rear. There was still the commotion of combat, but no dire cries for aid and more than enough front line fighters freed up to respond to any such calls if they came.

He looked back toward the corner around which their opponents had come from. It was possible that more waited just around the bend, hoping that the warriors at the front would turn and expose their flanks. Instead Usopi pushed forward until he reached the corner and turned to look down the corridor. Hopefully there were no more enemies there.

Caith pats the strange creepers, gently as one would a horse of uncertain temper, then climbs over a thick tendril, and looks to Leofwyn as she says "If ye can persuade this wild thicket here to take me up and over thataway, I'll see what can be done..."

'Thataway', as indicated by her outflung left hand, is towards Turren, and Uthen's end of the fight.

She looks to Colm as she adds with a green eyed glance of reassurance to her cousin  "I will ken the nature of our foes better from up there."

Leofwyn summons one of the vines down to hover next to Caith. As she steps over it, the vine begins to twist and curl around her leg and then waist, holding her fast.

OOC: Leaf casts RAW POWER for ___MP

(GM, feel free to add an MP amount that is appropriate for this. I am leaving the 'success' of this to you as well, as I don't want to take liberties with this spell.)

Aphail fired threading the arrow and striking Turrens opponent in the chest.

Gat nosed at the dead figures on the ground before him.

The two robed figures fought fiercely but Uthen and Usopi struck them down as two more shafts bristled in them from Doron and Brannon and small blades sank into them from the crouched form of Deise behind.

Leofwyn sculpted a ladder of sorts for Caith who climbed well above the fray to see that all was now well.

The maze fell silent once more, even the cries of the hawks had stilled.

Keeping one eye down the passage Osric will search their opponents (or what’s left of them) for anything interesting/useful and to see what manner of foul being they are.

'Right,' Sir Turren watches his opponent drop.

The knight collects his spent magic arrows, using a dagger to ensure they come free intact.

Turren then apologizes to the group in general, and prays aloud as he decapitates each of the fell knights down his end of the column. He blesses each with a simple sign to further discourage any devilish notions of reanimation. Half satisfied, but quite pale for the grim work, he falls into rank.

'Don't rightly trust them,' he eventually offers further justification. Signs himself again.

In reply to Sir Turren Uvedale (msg # 68):

“No apologies Turren, they deserve no better.”

Deise searches the decapitated bodies and then retries his shooting stars from their corpses.

OOC: they are human? Is their anything of significance on them?