Feebly, for feeble he is, Pock swings his sword again at the primordial lake denizen.

Pock Oneshoe rolled 15,0 using d20-1,d6-1.  melee vs lake monster.

Amalrik knocks another arrow, but shoots very wide ...

11:38, Today: Amalrik rolled 3 using 1d20+1.  Amalrik - Bow.

Dratted cursed weapon !! so he draws his trusty sword for next round.

OOC - Make it a trusty RUSTY sword, that way the monster gets lockjaw! ;-)

Oi Brother Brodd !!

Durek follows the group and charges the creature.  He winces as Kalandra is killed an eaten.  This beastie is one that shouldn't be underestimated, obviously.  He takes a swing with his axe but the weapon fails to pierce the creature's hide and Durek curses in frustration.


07:57, Today: Durek Stoneshield rolled 7 using 1d20+2.  Roll to hit the beast!

I'm going to assume that misses.

Creston sends another arrow flying toward the top of the monster.

((11:36, Today: Creston Fairwood rolled 10,5 using d20+3,d6 ((7,5)).))

"What you want Amalrik?"

carweazel loads another stone and spins the sling before loosing at the creature once more.

18:54, Today: Catweazel rolled 14,1 using 1d20+1,1d4.  Sling shot /damage.

Leohart stays within range, but a safe distance away, using his wand again -- releasing a bolt of arcane energy.

Brodd swung at the monster again, striking an ineffective glancing blow that it did not even notice!

09:14, Today: Brother Brodd rolled 7 using 1d20.  to hit.

Einhard brings his mount around for another go at this beast.

13:36, Today: Einhard rolled 4 using 1d8+1.  damage.

13:35, Today: Einhard rolled 13 using 1d20+1+1.  Mounted attack with sword.

In reply to Einhard (msg # 43):

Almost, spend another XP point and you’ll hit?

In reply to DM (msg # 44):

Go ahead.

In reply to Einhard (msg # 45):

With the glint of sunlight shining on his blade, the knight's weapon strikes true, jabbing where he had already ripped scales away from his last strike!

23:00, Today: DM rolled 23 using 1d20+7.  tail swipe. - [roll=1585364437.44632.314787] [CRIT- Max damage 10]

The beast swings its deadly tail again, knocking Sir Einhard clear off his horse to crumple on the dusty trail.

23:08, Today: DM, on behalf of Starshell, rolled 16,10 using d20+3,d8+3 ((13,7)).

Starshell regains control of her terrified horse, and draws forth a shining blade as she charges.

The blade slashes at the monster's jaws as it lunges for her, then she ripostes with a strike deep into the beast's neck.

Suddenly, the massive beast collapses under its own weight, endangering the dwarf who ran under it.

[Dwarghar, make a save vs. Death]

After culling the.beast good and a few other attacts the others may have done as an assist The trapper begins to recognize the movement of the falling beast. Dwarghar holds his sword up as firm as he can and hopes for the best.

20:30, Today: Dwarghar Stoneblood rolled 11 using 1d20.  Save vs death (8)Loo

In reply to Dwarghar Stoneblood (msg # 48):

The leviathan collapses on its front flippers first, and the ripple of scaled flesh turns its belly into a wave that wallops the dwarf and sends him sprawling several feet clear of its thunderous collapse, save for the writhing tail that falls like an ancient tree and misses him by inches.

[5XP for those that participated in this battle]

Ya hooo!
Take that ya scaly beastie! That two massive monsters in less than an hour!!! Ha ha ha!
Dwarghar dances himself a bloody jig and then looks around.

Hi there, woman! Are you related to our Sir, here, is that the lady wot run off? Sir Einhard, she looks like you, I’d say.

An who knows what a beast like this is good for eh? Any hide or parts or meat worth a damn? It stinks, I’ll say that.

Looks around and at the beast for anything of value.
22:00, Today: Dwarghar Stoneblood rolled 2 using 1d6.  Notice anything
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Travis draws his sword, bow in one hand, reversing the blade point down he drives the sword through the leviathans brain. Looking up at the dwarf, “Can’t be to carful, better to make sure.” Satisfied  that the creature is truely dead he cleans the blade and sheaths it and joins Dwarghar searching the body for anything worth keeping, fangs, bones, scales, and even treasure that might have been swallowed or hidden about its body.

OOC:  23:22, Today: Travis rolled 3 using 1d6 with rolls of 3.  Notice/forage?

Brother Brodd swings a third time for good measure, taking his time! He is ineffectual with the hammer and puts it away!

08:16, Today: Brother Brodd rolled 3 using 1d20.  to hit.

Manaku shoulders his bow and joins the others. He studies Lady Starshell keenly waiting her to speak.

Pock appears to have lost the plot. He looks at his short sword questioningly. It's a weapon of last resort for him, but he's not sure what resorts one and two might be.

He looks around him but can't recognize any of the faces. A dwarf. A human. A knight. An elf. Others. A leviathan (deceased). His head continues to ache from some injury he can't recall.

He decides he's going to have to start afresh. "I'm . . . ," he begins before faltering. He doesn't know his name. Disconcerting.

Starting again, he announces, "I'm Puck Twotales [as good as any other]. I'm good at … hiding behind trees and practicing some minor magics. I see some of you died on this day. Condolences."

"What are you blathering about Pock? Yes, we appear to have lost one, Kalandra." He goes to check on her. Look for her.

"He's not dead?" questions Puck, pointing at the risen dwarf.

"Aren't you dead?" he asks him directly.

Brodd blinks twice.

"What's wrong with Pock? He hit his head?" Brodd asks broadly.