Round 4 results
Subject Turn
Ok I think I know what every one is going to do.
I will try and have a turn out this afternoon.
From: Mark
Subject Round 4
Initiative:Surin, Ran, Ragnar, Salix, Allistair, Mund, Landshark, Kal, Harp.
Still laughing at the success of his last attack, Surin spits another ball of flame at the brute and splatters fire all over its head.(REF save, DC12, 3+8=11, fail, damage 9) The beast is starting to look frantic, trying to figure out a way to get out of this mess it has found itself in.
Ran takes another swing, this time making sure that he is able to take advantage of how distracted the beast is. He sees a gap in the armor just under the head and behind the front right leg. He is able to slide his blade deep into the creature. AC22, 19+11=30, hit, critical threat, critical threat roll, AC22 19+11=30, hit, critical hit, damage 18) As he pulls his blade out he sees the creature shudder and fall into a heap at his feet.
Ragnar, still a bit shaken from the claw to his chest just a few seconds ago, makes sure that the beast is dead by hacking at its head until it separates from the rest of the body. Panting a bit at the exertion, he looks around the party. "Is everyone ok? Any one in immediate need of healing?
OODM: OK fight is over. You can role play the aftermath.
From: Kevin
Subject Round 4
OOC: Well, that was quite anit-climactic. No death throes from the beast, no fatal damage to be cured by the grace of the Battle Lord? No chance for Kal to get swiped at so Harp could save his life.
Oh well, I guess you are too tired from you supervisory work this morning.
IC: Harp looks on as Ragnar hacks the head of the beast off. He is breathing hard, but otherwise unhurt. The beast had certainly looked much more dangerous than it had turned out to be, but then magic had played a large roll in their success. Harp looks over and sees that Mund has a few large wound in and around his armor. Harp walks over, claps Mund on the shoulder and says, "You treated me better than that the other day. Were you taking it easy on this thing so the rest of us could feel useful? Here, let me help you with some of those wounds"
As Harp says this, Mund whirls around, a crazed glint in his eyes. He starts to swing his axe at Harp, and Harp has to deflect the whirling axe. Harp shouts at Mund -"Mund, the enemy is dead!!!". With that, Mund stops, looks around, takes a few deep breaths, and the crazed look slowly leaves his eyes. Harp says to him again "Here, let me help you with those wounds".
OOC: Harp will cast sacrafice what cure spells he can to help Mund. He will leave the others to Ragnar.
From: Jason
Subject Round 4
Ragnar pays particular attention to those who were closest to the bulette, trying to see if anyone is particularly wounded. Noticing the blood on Ran's armor, he hurries over and offers Heironeous's relief, saying its the least he can do. (Assuming its accepted, sacrifice status to cure moderate wounds.) After checking on everyone else, he'll sacrifice Divine Favor to heal himself.
Turning to look at Surin, Kal or Allistair (whichever is nearby) Ragnar comments "While I doubt that Heironeous would pass judgement on such a beast, I'd imagine this one would find the flames of Hell no more torturous than those you gave it."
From: Porter
Subject Round 4
Mund releases his fury and the light-headedness and giddiness that always follow battle wash over him. At another time, Mund might not have let that smug half-Orc get away with that, but right now Mund just can't find it in himself to be angry.
Mund looks around to check on his little brother. There he is, floating down like a fairy. At least he had the smarts to stay away from the fight, where he belongs.
"Hooo-Eeeey!" he yells. "I don't know about y'all, but I'm looking to find out what this critter tastes like. Let's get some meat a-roasting!"
Mund looks at the halfling and his eyes widen. He had only caught it out of the corner of his eye, but it is now clear that at least some of that fire came from the halfling. "How did you do that? Can all halflings spit fire like that? Are you part dragon?"
From: Jake
Subject Round 4
Surin laughs, sparks flying from his mouth as he does so. "Well, there is some mystery as to who my real grandpa was--grandma was a bit notorious, you might say, for her wandering, or so I've heard it told. Nobody's ever said nothing about dragons in the family tree though. No, I reckon this potion had more to do with it," he says, holding up the empty vial. We came across this a bit before we met up with you, and this seemed like a good time to use it."
He pauses for a moment, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "You know, I remember a storyteller once, told a bunch of us about a hero...Laird, I think his name was. Ever heard stories about old Laird? Anyway, he killed himself some beast or other out in the woods, just like we did, and he cut the thing up, looking in it's belly for treasure. The story goes that he found a pouch of gems and a ring in there, worth enough he didn't have to go monster hunting ever again, though he did anyway. Might not be such a bad idea to have a look in this thing's stomach. Probably just elk bones and the like, but you never know."