Baneard moved in for the attack yelling like a banshee, "Boar meet your doom!"
Turr growled again and sighed as the archer got into Turr's line of sight. Sighing, he moved over to get a clear shot and let loose another silver arrow onto the Lycanthrope.Once again, the arrow hit,but he also missed any real vital areas. he stared at his bow in disbelief wondering just what the heck was going on. He was normally much better then this...
Attack (L) : http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3907145/ 17
damage: http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3907147/ 2
Baneard took up position on the other side of the boar that Terry was fighting. This would aid both of them in taking out the creature which would speed things up more. It was nice to see another fighter step up into the fray and not shoot sticks like the others.
Attack 7 (combat expertise)
I swear I have yet to roll above an 8 in this combat I believe
Damn tough boars.
Rasvek did yet another shot, moving around, wondering how tough those creatures are. That was a braindead fight for him and he even felt slightly guilty for not being able to help his team any better...
Move to L12
Rasvek Attack B1: 18
Rasvek Damage: 5
Skirmish +1 to AC
Free Action: Reload Crossbow.
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Well, that was nice of Ras, to leave him to take care of the boar on his own. He hit the thing, what, once? Snik yelled, channeling that frustration into another kick, straight out of one of his dances, leaning back to shift his body wieght, snapping his right leg up and out to lash out at the boar's throat. It was a good hit, but a knew it didn't have all the power it could have. Sad.
Actions: Attack B2 AR=26, DR=6
The boar, weezing and staggering slightly, running on pure rage, tried to run Snik through. Literally. He stomped and charged, horns lowered and ready to push and pin the small tibbit against the tree.
Snik yelped and reflexively lashed out, and felt his hand connect even as he lost his balance a bit.
AOO on B2: AR=27, Damage=7
There was a heavy whomp and the boar crashed to the ground. Snik looked in surprise, then let out a woot before getting up. There were other boars to fight.
[L]
Flanked. Targets on both sides. That's how the boar found himself when he shook his head clear of the effects of that spell. He snorted and instead bellowed porcine challenge. He half reared on his hind legs, but it was only to build up momentum. He dropped back down to all fours and rammed his head and horns against the man that had been irritating him, trying to force his back.
[size=1]Actions: Bullrush on Terry Bullrush Str Check (no AOO due to feat) 25+4=29 (need a strength check from Terry)
-map-
Baneard the Archer: 27
Turr the Vagrant: 21
Terry the Noble: 20
Rasvek the Exile: 17
Snik the Urchin: 13
Boar 2: 11 [-2 on fear]
Wereboar (L): 5
>> Vellina the Doll: 5 <<
Boar 1: 3 [Blind, Stunned]
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::After...:::Grey Prospects:::The Therianthropy Project:::A Dying World:::The Coming Storm:::Godsend:::Worlds Collide::
::The Hunt:::Multiverse:::The ORG 2.0:::Game of Chance:::The Seeker Stones:::Stories of a Galaxy:::The Big Bang
'Though a candle burns in my house, there is nobody home'
'Please remain calm…as we attempt to rectify this most unfortunate circumstance.'
'Well, let me see; we have slow death, quick death, painful death, cold lonely death...'
'Holy crap, we dialed Pittsburgh.'
Last edited by Greycat; 02-07-2013 at 06:28 PM.
::After...:::Grey Prospects:::The Therianthropy Project:::A Dying World:::The Coming Storm:::Godsend:::Worlds Collide::
::The Hunt:::Multiverse:::The ORG 2.0:::Game of Chance:::The Seeker Stones:::Stories of a Galaxy:::The Big Bang
'Though a candle burns in my house, there is nobody home'
'Please remain calm…as we attempt to rectify this most unfortunate circumstance.'
'Well, let me see; we have slow death, quick death, painful death, cold lonely death...'
'Holy crap, we dialed Pittsburgh.'
Vellina stood by Baenard's feet and began singing. A simple song about a boy sent off into the woods alone to hunt a wolf. The song was amplified magically so it would reach her allies. She hoped to inspire them to get this over with, since she herself was shocked at how long it took to just get things done. She hid illusion magic in the lyrics to be unleashed when the sound reached their ears.
Inspire Courage: +1 to everyone's Attack and Damage
B1 floundered about, trying to figure out why it couldn't see anything.
map
>> Baneard the Archer: 27 <<
Turr the Vagrant: 21
Terry the Noble: 20
Rasvek the Exile: 17
Snik the Urchin: 13
Boar 2: 11 [-2 on fear]
Wereboar (L): 5
Vellina the Doll: 5
Boar 1: 3 [Blind, Stunned]
::After...:::Grey Prospects:::The Therianthropy Project:::A Dying World:::The Coming Storm:::Godsend:::Worlds Collide::
::The Hunt:::Multiverse:::The ORG 2.0:::Game of Chance:::The Seeker Stones:::Stories of a Galaxy:::The Big Bang
'Though a candle burns in my house, there is nobody home'
'Please remain calm…as we attempt to rectify this most unfortunate circumstance.'
'Well, let me see; we have slow death, quick death, painful death, cold lonely death...'
'Holy crap, we dialed Pittsburgh.'
"Oi Terry are you alright mate?!" Baneard shouted out as the were-boar managed to push him back quite a distance. Dropping his hand ax, he pulled hsi bow and quickly notched one of his three remaining arrows. "Cait above let me slay this creature that threatens my friend, or atleast make him uncomfortable!"
Switching back to his hardwood arrows, Turr lined up his next target. The lycanthrope had taken off and because Baneard was in the way, he couldn't see his target. He fired off two more arrows at the nearest boar to his location.
Attack (Boar 1) : http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3915778/ 16 and 10
damage? : http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3915779/ 5 and 6
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