Subject Turn

Ok everyone has a turn in. I will not be able to do it from work today since I left all my paperwork at home.

I have a party to go to tonight but will do a turn when I get home.

Subject Round 3

Round 1 Initiative: Surin (23), Salix (21), Allistair (19), Ragnar (17), Dragon (13), Ranthir (12), Harp (11), Kal (10), Mund (7)

Surin shakes his head at seeing his bullet bounce off the armored hide of the dragon. That had been his best shot and the creature hardly responded to the attack, almost like he was not there. Trying to keep in the shadows the halfling moves along the wall a bit more.

Salix watches the dragon land in front of Mund and take a bite out of him. He then sees Mund's axe bounce off the creature, not even leaving a mark. The young druid concentrates on the flaming sphere and wills it to move towards the creatures back (REF save DC15, 4+8=12, fail, damage 12). The ball of flame rolls right over the dragon's tail, a dark cloud of black smoke rising from the burnt flesh.

Allistair watches his brother get bitten by the dragon and Mund's ineffective response. This one is going to be harder he thinks to himself, I don't want to catch Mund in it. Trying to aim his spell so that only the dragon is caught in the explosion, the wizard tries to aim for a spot a bit away from the two. However the cold in his arm ruins his aim (AC10, 2+2=4, miss, area of effect moves 5 feet north, both dragon and Mund missed) and a huge ball of flame explodes next to the two fighting but does not burn them.

Ragnar pulls his sword and yelling a battle cry to the battle lord charges the dragon. His metal shod boots clang on the stone floor and his dwarven battle cry fills the room. His sword flashes in the glittering ice light but bounces harmlessly from the thick hide of the dragon (AC21, 9+9=18, miss). The mystical sword that Ragnar had summoned just a few seconds ago also strikes and this time finds its mark (AC21, 15+7=22, hit, damage 5). The glowing sword tears a small hole in the beasts wing.

The dragon sits back on its haunches and it long neck snakes out and bites Mund on the thigh (AC23, 9+15=24, hit, damage 12) As Mund moves to block the bite a claw flashes up and gouges Mund's arm (AC23, 13+10, hit, damage 2) Mund is able to catch the other claw on his shield (AC23, 4+10=14, miss) and ducks under the two wings that flap at his face (AC23, 2+5=7, 11+5=16,miss,miss).

Ranthir pulls out another bolt from his case and reloads and aims again. Again the moving forms of his companions distracts him enough to mess up his aim (AC21, 11+6=17,miss) and the bolt flies wide.

To Harps mind, Allistair is fine. The mage is able to cast his spells and the worst of the effects of the cold seem to have disappeared with the healing prayer. Harp turns and watches Mund get bitten again and slashed with a claw. Knowing that he is too far to help with his sword, he touches his holy symbol and asks the battle lord for his assistance. A second glowing longsword appears. However in his rush, Harp misdirects the sword and it misses the dragon (AC21, 3+7=10,miss).

Kal, flush with the success that his spells seem to be having cast the same spell for a third time, knowing that this would be the last time today he would be able. Focusing his will, he struggles through saying the words of the spell. This third expression of this spell is the hardest thing he has ever done. Never before had he cast this spell this many times this close together. But cast it he does. Three more bolts of force leap from the tip of his rapier and crash into the dragon, leaving even more burning holes (Damage 11).

Mund licks the blood from the scratch on his arm and smiles at the dragon. "Now you've gone and pissed me off." He had seem the ball of flame explode behind the dragon and figured his brother was worrying about hurting him. "Don't worry about me, fry this bastard!" Mund shouts as he launches another attack at the dragons head. He swings his axe in a wide arc, aiming for the long neck. His axe connects (AC21, 20+9=29, hit, critical threat, critical threat roll, AC21, 17+9, hit, critical hit, damage 23) and cuts through the neck of the beast. The dragon's body falls on it's side, the wings flapping and the legs kicking. The head falls to the other side, the eyes wide in astonishment. Mund stands over the fallen foe and says "Don't know what they were talking about. Dragon's ain't so tough."

OODM: Fight is over. I need commentary from the characters.