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Old Aug 9th, 2023, 01:27 AM
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calls out Owain. Then proves just that as slashes the closest ghoul across the shoulder, cutting bone down into the ghoul's chest. A spark of dawn gold light burst from Owain's sword, completely destroying the first ghoul and setting a second ghoul on fire.
Lady Danicea shield bashes that burning ghoul, knocking it back as she pushes her way into the kitchen. Right beside her is Tambovsky, his own sword humming and turning the green of living things. He stabs the ghoul in front of him, cracking the sternum and knocking it back as it collapsed. A rim of green fire flickers around his blade and burns the ghoul in front of Danicea, that is already burning from Owain's blade. The two flames, one gold, one green, burn quickly, turning the ghoul to ash.

Yheiiissck! the thin sound whips around them just as the gnome, without a chest, hurls itself from the table onto Tambovsky. A mad scramble takes place as the undead gnome tries to bite Tambovsky's nose off and gouge out his eyes with its bony fingers. Tambovsky grabs the gnome, but before he can throw it from him, he feels a hard nail rip into his forearm, shredding his skin. Tambovsky tosses the gnome behind him and then stops, suddenly unable to move.
The wide shouldered, steel capped orc steps back, flicks his wrist and the whip cracks, almost hitting Owain in the eye. The Welshman dipped his head and caught the whip on his helm. Lady Danicea, standing next to him, swung at the leaping gnome and missed before it landed on Tambovsky's head. She turned to help and the undead orc shot her right in the lower rib, the bolt spearing the links of her armor. Lady Danicea drops to one knee, coughing and trying to catch her breath.
The undead orc sets the crossbow down and draws a bone sword yellowed with age and pocked with holes. He twirls it once, before advancing on Owain, his sightless eye sockets focused solely on the Son of Cymru.

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Hissy fit, what? Oh crap! cries out Lauria as she pokes her head into the room. She reaches into a pouch at her hip and throws a small rounded item at the snake. At first Sylana isn't sure what she threw. When the snake bites it and soft powder pluffs out she realizes Lauria just threw a facial powder puff at it. The ploy worked, taking the snake's attention away from Sylana as the snake struck the powder several more times before Sylana escaped the room. Lauria slammed the door shut as soon as Sylana was out, then locked the door.
It didn't get you did it? Here, turn around and let me check. Some poisons take longer to act than others. You don't seem to be bit though. We will have to ask Owain how to kill a snake like that. Any snake really now that I think about it. Sylana can see Lauria is just as scared of the snake as she is and is only too happy to meet back up with the others.
The two of them walk down the hall and reach the stairs when they hear Owain speaking to someone behind a closed door. They get halfway down the stairs when they see Owain and Tambovsky leaning against the wall on either side of the kitchen door with Lady Danicea standing a few feet back, with Pippa behind her.
Sylana takes another step when the door explodes. Small splinters of wood shower her, along with dust from the ceiling. The kitchen door is completely gone. Several bone yellow creatures that look vaguely humanoid try to push through but Owain and Tambovsky first push them back with their shields, then draw their swords and set them on fire. Sylana barely has time to blink when she sees a grotesque gnome covered in blood and flaps of skin fly through the air and land on Tambovsky's head. Tambovsky hurls the thing to the ground where it bounces, and leaps on Pippa, knocking the startled gnome over. Pippa makes a loud, terrified squeak as the evil creature bites at her neck and chin. The two gnomes, Pippa the living and the undead thing, roll across the floor in a bizarre kind of wrestling match. The undead gnome is scratching and biting and spitting while a terrified Pippa is just trying to get away.

OOC-Tambovsky took 10 points of damage from the gnome ghoul and has to SA Constitution DC 10 or become paralyzed for a melee round. No other players took damage. Next Round
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Tambovsky can sense the orc's approach, but knows Danicea and Owain are more than its match.

"I have the gnome!" he calls out to them as he traces the fumbling on the floor ... waiting ... waiting for the undead gnome to roll into a position that would expose itself to Tambovsky's blade.

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"You stay behind for one minute and all hell breaks loose!" she muttered to herself as what looked like a small horde of undead creatures came piling out the broken door. Pippa! her mind screamed as a ball of undead flesh crashed into the young gnome, attacking her fiercely. Somehow the fact that Pippa might know about her, extracurricular, activities had drawn them together like some Gordian knot. Then again, if that little undead flesh-ball shredded her to pieces then a lot of Sylana's issues would be resolved. Tricky problem! She winced in surprise as Tambovsky backtracked to the aid of Pippa, and the sword smacked into undead flesh. For a moment she wondered what it would be like to be hit by a weapon that was taller than you. She winced again at the thought.

"First magical buildings surrounded by weirdness, then snake-people on a mysterious mission and now butcher undead. What is this place coming to?" She didn't leave much time for further thinking as both her swords unsheathed from their scabbards. She closed the distance to the tumbling duo with some fancy footwork, almost like a little skip of a dance, and then brought
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1d6+5 (5)+5 Total = 10
2d20+7kh1 (16, 16 (keeping 16) )+7 Total = 23
1d6 2
2d6 6, 5 Total = 11
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The two flames would make for a good song. One day, Owain will tell his twin about it and she can write that song. All they had to do was live through this first. Time seemed to slow awhen the butchered gnome leapt from the block onto Tambovsky. He watched them tumble and saw his friend tense for a second before the crack of a whip pulled his attention.

Owain pulled his boar helm down low on his brow and sneered at the orc in the steel cap. Then Tambovsky confirmed he had the gnome handled as an eyeless undead orc shot Lady Danicea and then advanced upon them. The Welshman roaared out a challenge, gripped his sword with two white-knuckled fists, aand met the charge with one of his own. After two bounding steps, Owain jumped and Dirty 20 to hitswung down on the undead orc and his bone sword with all the might that madness could muster. His shining elven blade 14 slashing damage + 3 radiantstruck true and flared once more with a golden burst as it sank into rotting flesh. Once again he roared. It sounded, in his head, like the beating of thousands upon thousands of coal black wings. This place was no longer an inn, it had become an alter to the Morrigan. Owain would give her what was hers. Blood, death, and glory.

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AllOwain glimpses Tambovsky leaving the kitchen to attack the undead gnome. Lady Danicea was still down on knee, coughing, trying to get her breath. Owain is certain the bolt broke one of her ribs. She is not dying though and Father Keth has just stepped into the kitchen, taking Tambovsky's place.
The orc mage was shuffling his hands in front of him and forming some kind of magic. Owain didn't have anymore time to watch as the undead orc came at him.
Owain met the skeletal orc's charge, first knocking his foes blade to the side and then slashing down with his own blade. A sharp crack sounds in the room followed by a burst of golden light from Owain's sword. The undead orc staggers back, dropping it's sword as it stumbles back, it's right collarbone broken, the whole arm now useless. Radiant gold and blue light flickers across the undead orc's body. That radiant fire causes the orc mage to glance at Owain. The orc's nostrils flare and snort. The orc doesn't have time to change his throw at Owain, but the Welshman knows for certain the orc wants to. Instead, he hurls a small black of crackling energy at Lady Danicea. With her head still down and coughing, she doesn't see the orb coming. The black globe now glistens like a dew coated apple. Father Keth, seeing that, drops his spear and leaps in front of Lady Danicea.
For a moment, Owain sees nothing, hears nothing but a muffled thump from Father Keth's chest. Father Keth falls back on Lady Danicea, knocking her over. There is a fist sized hole in his chest, the edges of the hole sizzle with thin, thread like tendrils of steam rising up. There is no flame though, just a hole with curled skin around it.

Out in the common room, Pippa and gnome ghoul roll across the floor. Pippa bapping futilely at the creature as is bites and claws and spits at her. Sacre bleu!gasps Lauria. The elf stops for a moment, taking in the scene, before she reaches for her pouch.
Sylana took in the whole action in a glance before she pulled her blades and skipped down the stairs. Sylana reaches the floor at the same time Tambovsky crosses the room to help Pippa. Tambovsky sees Sylana, both blades drawn as the halfling measures the foe and readies to strike at the first opening. Tambovsky stops, waiting for an opening himself, then has to take short steps to follow Pippa and the undead gnome rolling across the floor. Finally he steps on Pippa's coat tail, stopping the rolling with the gnome ghoul on top. Tambovsky brings his blade down and slashes the ghoul gnome across the black, severing the spine. The creature lurches up, glares at Tambovsky and leaps at his knees!
Tambovsky has to take a step back or break his knees. The ghoul gnome's teech clack uselessly against Tambovsky's shin guards, not even scratching them. Tambovsky swings and misses, kicks at it and misses. It is like trying to hit a scampering squirrel.
Sylana, dancing and moving around the whole melee, catches the pattern of the ghoul and strikes, stabbing it twice. As she pulls her blades, the ghoulish gnome crumbles to the floor and breaks in two pieces where Tambovsky had just severed its spine.

Pippa lays on her back, staring at the ceiling. There are deep scratches around her neck, a bite on her forearm and left hand and her collarbone is jutting out. Pippa lays still, purposefully breathing slow and steady. She licks her bloody lips and gives Sylana and Tambovsky a very worried look, before licking her lips again. They can both tell Pippa is in a state of shock. Judging by how she is acting, Pippa knows this too.
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It was threatening to turn into a fool's mission.

They had set off to find the city's gnomes. A dream-clue had told Tambovsky that rat people--or perhaps gnomes--would be hiding underneath the city, inside the sprawling network of tunnels and passages. But so far, rather than finding any indication of any conclave of gnomes, the party had endangered the only known gnome in Blaud Hill.

Pippa--the curious, brave inventor--lie on the grimy floor, grasping for breath through unsightly wounds.

Tambovsky knew he had to do something, but he was no healer. He could only kill ... or be a part of it. Casting his eyes down on the severed body of the undead gnome, Tambovsky looked over to Sylana.

"Thank you," Tambovsky says to the thief. "A clean cut. A needed cut. It just might have saved Pippa if we can stabilze our friend until Father Keth is able to heal," he adds, turning his head to see if he can catch the eye of the father in the other ...

And that's when Tambovsky sees the battle continuing to rage in the other room he had let. Owain's fierce strike and Father Keth's selfless fling.

"Father!" Tambovsky shouts as he turns back to the room, taking a position beside Owain and adding his sword to the retribution.

He was no healer. He could only kill.

But, good Saints, how much more killing did Blaud Hill demand?

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"And then things went from worse to whatever is a hundred miles away from that." She paused for a moment, unsure what to do, but seeing the plight of those that were being injured like arrows were covering the battlefield in a shadow of death. Too much carnage. Didn't really sign up for this. Then again, a quick reminder of the spoils she'd liberated meant there was benefit to the risk and that she could handle. She suddenly stood bolt upright. The spoils! She whipped her head backward to see where she'd dropped the cloak filled to the brim with goodies. Lauria had said something about healing in those.

She didn't hesitate any longer. It was find the spoils or fight whatever other dead thing was coming from the kitchen and the choice was simple. I might never eat again. She quickly Dorothy style!activated her sandles and leapt the distance toward the spoils cloak like it was nothing. She landed in an elegant tumble, one practiced from years of rolling, well, falling, out of windows in a hurry. Her expert fingers, her pride and joy, managed to unravel the knot in no time, spilling the contents like a wave rolling onto a beach. "Blue syrup, blue syrup. Find the ones that look like blue syrup." She rummaged in a hurry to find them, thankfully all clumped together where they'd been left, and quickly grabbed the lot. Three changes. Three lives. She ran back in a hurry, hoping she'd have time to pour one of the three vials down Pippa's throat.


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His friends were hurt, possibly dying. Owain was still bleeding himself from the encounter with the snake people, and now this foul orc thought he could kill them all and make puppets of the remains. No. Every fibre of his being rejected that. He would destroy this necromancer even if it cost his own life. Nobody else will be made a slave in life or death so long as he can still grip a sword.

The orc met the Welshman's eyes, and at that moment, they both knew they must destroy the other before they could walk away. Owain heard the impact a heartbeat later and witnessed Father Keth tumble atop Lady Danicea with a hole clear through his wide chest, and then, he gave himself completely over to the rage. He offered up his body as a vessel for the Madness of Cuchulain, and it filled him to bursting.

His muscles spasmed and bulged as veins and tendons rose like eels trapped under his skin. The Welshman's eyes were wild rolling when he shouted, "No! Pig s***Cachu mochyn, I'll send you back to whatever fel master you serve in pieces!" Then, he charged the mage, the undead orc forgotten entirely. Between his red vision and Tambovsky's own charging attack, Owain's powerful swing sliced through stale air next to the necromancer. Wood splintered from whatever caught the strike as he gritted his teeth to swing again.

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AllSylana looks around her, shying away from Pippa's bleeding body for a moment. Seeing the fight in the kitchen, Lady Danicea down on one knee and breathing bubbles of blood, hearing dreadful chanting noises and then the unmistakable smell of burnt flesh wafting into the room from there, she quickly decides. Taking one last look at Pippa, who despite it all, gives her a wan smile, Sylana clicks her sandals's heels together and leaps, flying through the air and tumbling to a stop right next to her spoils. Sylana slips the knot loose, displays the "goods," and grabs the three vials, all in only a few seconds. She leaps back, landing a foot from Pippa. Her sandals slide along the stone floor until she is right next to the now barely conscious Pippa. Tambovksy moved to the kitchen, joining Owain in the fight, leaving Lauria alone with Pippa. The young elf was holding one of Pippa's fever hot hands and holding back tears.
Sylana drops to a knee. As she uncorks a vial, Lauria slides through the pool of Pippa's blood to hold her head and neck so Pippa can drink easier. Between the two of them they manage to pour the whole vial down Pippa's throat.
Holding Pippa's head and chin in her hands, Sylana watches the halfling continue to swallow even after all the potion is gone. Pippa gulps air and with each gulp, scratches heal, cuts close and her feverish skin cools. Sylana watches for what seems like hours, but is actually only a few, desperate moments until Pippa opens her eyes and smiles up at them before closing her eyes again and falling into a deep, restful sleep.

Tambovsky knows he is not a healer. He is a soldier, a Knight, a follower of the Saints. Rising up, he turns to see Father Keth laying on the floor, the cleric's eyes staring up. Small tendrils of smoke rise from the hole in his chest and the smell of his burnt flesh slowly fills the room. Lady Danicea touches Father Keth, then lets out a painful, sorrowful sounding wail. She grasps the edge of the table and painfully lifts herself to her feet. She starts praying, small bubbles of blood form on her lips and chin as she chants. Lady Danicea stares at the Orc Cleric of Nergal, vengeance in her eyes.

Tambovsky charges into the kitchen, sword held high and swings down at the Orc Mage. The creature grins at Tambovsky and easily steps to the side as Tambovsky's blade bends away from the Orc Mage. For a moment, Tambovsky felt a hot wind against his cheek as the Orc Mage's enchanted shield blocked his blade. The Orc Mage responded by swinging a large mace, it's head shaped like a pomegranate. Tambovsky ducks and the mace whirls harmlessly over his head, but not before Tambosky caught a wiff of the corpse smell coming off the mace.

Owain locked eyes with the Orc Mage, a Nergalite follower and a true enemy of Owain and his beliefs. The Orc mage smiled at Owain as his orb of acid blew a hole in Father Keth. The mage was about to do something else when Tambovsky came charging in, swinging his blade. Lady Danicea's sorrowful cry filled the room and rage built in Owain and he opened himself, offering all that he was to Cuchulain.
A rippling sensation flowed through Owain then. He heard the sound of hounds baying, lean black and tan colored shadows form around Owain, followed by mastiffs, the great hounds of the Celts Wild Hunt!
Owain feels blood, his own blood trickling down his face, the side of his head and neck as his skin breaks and small antlers sprout and form along the side of his head. The drums pulse to his heart, loud and reverberating through his memories, through his sense. He sees then his father, his father's father, his mother, his aunt Ethnae, his uncle and a line of his people stretching back and back into the great Forests of the World. Amid it all, he hears his father's voice, feels his father's pride swelling Owain's chest and filling him with strength.

Owain strides forth, closing with the Orc Mage, his enemy, the enemy of all "his" people. The Orc stops grinning, fear crosses his face, twisting it in a grim, fatalistic snarl. The Orc Mage feints one way and slips aside to the other. Owain brings his blade down, unable to slow himself with his newfound strength. He misses the Orc mage and cleanly chops the large kitchen table in two. The table crashes to the floor, filling the room with sawdust and the scent of clean wood.
The orc skeleton crumbles into dust as the Orc Mage steps back, creating room and space in hopes of casting a spell.

They face off now, Tambovsky the Rune Knight, Owain, the Wild Hunt coursing through his veins, his ears pounding with the drums of the Morrigan, standing side by side, facing the Nergalite Mage wielding the pomegranate mace and the powers of his dark god.

OOC-No players took any damage that round. Sylana got to Pippa in time to save the gnome. Pippa is now at zero hit points. Father Keth is dead. Lady Danicea is badly wounded but still fighting. Owain now has a str, dex, con, of 19 and 30 more hit points. If either Owain or Tambovsky hit the Orc Mage next round, he won't get his next spell off, if they miss hitting him SA Wisdom DC 16 or be paralyzed for 2 melee rounds before being able to make another SA.
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Wounded, exhausted, and fearful, Tambovsky realizes he does not have the Action surge depleted in previous combatfull zeal of attack within him.

So, instead, he feints with his sword, attempting to draw the large creature's attention and allow Owain--who seems to be channeling the strength and purpose of his ancestors--to strike at will. Tambovksy feints again, his sword in long, looping swoop as his shield is kept close on the other side, jusy a reminder of shield defence fighting ability; if Owain is attacked it comes at disadvantageoverlapping Owain and himself.

He breathes in, seeking to restore himself with calmness and...ouch! the pain of what could be a broken rib? But it second wind as bonus action, restores
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This new surge of strength filled Owain beyond his normal capabilities and sharpened everything to a gleaming edge. He knew by the sound coming from Lady Danicea that Father Keth was gone. He also knew the Nergalite mage before him would do that again, if given a chance. This orc who thought to master death and steal it for himself. Owain could see the rot in him, seeping out through his vile magic and staining everything. "You," he spat, along with some blood, at the orc.

"I see you, and I name you PreyYsglyfaeth!" Hounds bayed all around him as the drums pounded and, above it all, Owain swore he heard laughter. It was his own, of course, as he spun away from Tambovsky's strike and dipped low for his own attack. Power that felt ancient flowed through his blood and pulsed in two spots on his head. The newfound speed and strength proved beyond his expectations as he popped up and swund wildly. Owain planted his feet and shook his head, shedding blood like a dog might water from its fur. Another vision of his father, he'd have time to ponder that later, if he survived this.

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Not sure that was a good idea. Sylana looked down on Pippa's sleeping form, the only one so far that had seen what she was doing and the trinkets she'd stowed away. And now she'd saved her. Would there be some silent gratitude, some unspoken agreement? She shrugged her little shoulders as she quickly realised by the rapid beating of her heart that this was not a time for contemplation. Death was in the air. It's lingering malice seemed to weigh heavily on the rooms they were fighting in. Father Keth was with his god, the Lady looked like she wanted to join hers. Lauria had to be around here somewhere. And the two warriors were doing what warriors did. That, inevitable left her. A halfling, with not a lot to do. Some would call that a dangerous situation.

Sylana, however, was not dangerous. She'd never thought she was. She was crafty, clever, and blessed with quick fingers and wagging tongue. Sometimes nonsensical, but wagging nonetheless. She looked down at the remaining blue liquid in her hands and decided that would be her duty for the day. Despite her size, she could move quickly, and she could manage to get around this battle far faster than most others. First stop, therefore, the Lady. She dashed over towards her, moving as quickly as she could to her side. Remind me again if I was polite or not. Can't remember. She looked up. "If you crouch down, I can pour this good stuff down your throat. Will give you a moment from the pain. Seemed to have saved Pippa." She uncorked the liquid and did her best to help Lady Danicea drink the potion. "Better? Good. Now do something that goes bang. That always gets results." Then she skipped closer to the door of the other room, hiding behind the wall to not catch any bangs herself.


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AllThere is a mad whirling of blades around the room. Tambovsky feints, drawing the Orc and then deftly parries the attack by shifting his sword from forehand to backhand. Still holding his sword in backhand fashion, Tambovsky slashes up and out, slicing the orc along his ribs and spattering the wall with the creature's black blood.
Owain, filled with the rousing anger amid the vision of his father and still gaining a sense of his newfound strength and speed, overreach on his attack and missing the orc. The orc shifted away from Tambovsky and cursed at him, bringing a dark green sword into essence just above the Rune Knight warrior. Tambovsky sees the blade in time to meet the falling blow with his shield. A hissing sound followed as the green sword released acid that seared into the shield but not through it. The orc tries to follow up on that attack, seeking to slash at Tambovsky exposed side with his shield held high. Owain seeing that, lowers his shoulder and rams the orc, knocking the orc back into the wall and away from Tambovsky. The Orc mage regains his balance at much the same pace as Owain and Tambovsky. The three square off again, none of them flinching or showing any fear. The orc mage though leaned to the side and winced as he breathed and Owain shook blood off him like a dog shaking water.

Sylana looked up and around and found Lauria kneeling only a foot away. The elf was desperately pulling bandages from her pouch and something that looked and smelled like brandy. Peach brandy in fact, a whole flask of the stuff. Sylana could tell from the smell when Lauria opened flask that it was high quality brandy too. Lauria reached up, dabbing a cloth in the brandy and then using to wipe and clean the open cuts on Pippa. Without looking up, Lauria says, Dame Almira taught me that wounds from the undead become easily infected and have to be cleaned quickly to stave off infection. Lauria doesn't say more as she continues cleaning Pippa's wounds and wiping off the blood covering the gnome.
Sylana Seeing Pippa okay, looked up and saw Lady Danicea. The woman was bleeding all over the kitchen and looked unsteady on her feet. Father Keth, Father Keth lay dead at her feet and from the sounds clashing steel, the others were rather engaged in the fighting. Holding the remaining potion tightly in her hand, Sylana dashed for the kitchen. As soon as she came through the door she instinctively ducked, though nothing came at her. Lady Danicea was barely keeping on her feet. One hand held her sword, the other held the table, desperately trying to keep her upright and get back in the fight. Sylana rushed over. The arrow protruding from Lady Danicea's side was at least five inches inside. Lady Danicea saw Sylana, smiled and hiccupped blood over her chin and chest. Lady Danicea dropped to one knee, gasping as she did. She reached out and put her free hand on Sylana's shoulder, You have to pull the arrow out before I take the potion, otherwise the wound will heal around the arrow and it will have to be dug out later. The arrow is spiraled so it is hooked under my rib. You will have to turn the arrow as you pull it out. Lady Danicea's whole face has gone pale, even her lips. She blinks and puts her head against the table, gritting her teeth in clear expectations Sylana is going pull the arrow as Lady Danicea directed.

OOC-No players took any damage this round. Owain and Tambovsky know the dark green acid spewing sword is a form of spiritual weapon and will attack one of them next round. Sylana can turn and pull the arrow out with a successful SA Dex of 11 and then give Lady Danicea the healing potion.
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The small room was crowded with tension and odors. It reeked of orc, blood, sweat, death ... and halfing feet.

Never had halfling feet smelled so good to Tambovsky.

Even if he or Owain were to fall, then it is possible that Sylana and Danicea could finish the battle in their group's favor.

Seeing the orc's sword brighten a hideous green, Tambovsky moved in, running his sword down the blade of his opponent's blade--all the way to the locket. He then stepped in and tried to hook his opponent's quillons with his own, and then pull back to snag the blade and release it from the orc's grip.



 




 


 
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"You want me to do what?!" she exclaimed in a high-pitched, croaking voice that escaped her lungs before the words could be fully formed. She looked incredulously at Lady Danicea but it was evident from the pained, yet determined expression on her face, that she meant what she'd said. Sylana just couldn't believe she'd actually heard it, let alone that she was considering doing it. "Well, I'm not in the habit of poking around people's flesh, but this can't be all that different from a lock." She peered closer. Just think of it as a lock! Her eyes took in the would and the arrow, how the wood made the flesh bulge from its normal position. The little halfling pulled her face sideways in horror. Don't see that every day, and boy, has this been a day. She looked at it again, changing the angle, and quickly realised that her feelings about the twisted flesh weren't going to change. Wrong was just wrong, no matter how one looked at it.

She faintly started whistling a ditty from the west of England in Somerset, a tune to a song about a careless tanner who tried to skin a live animal. It helped her to concentrate, but after another couple of seconds, she just stopped, shrugged, said "Screw it!" and promptly
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grabbed the arrow, twisted and plucked like an actual screw. "That probably hurt like something else," she said to the air around her, filled with the sounds coming from her patient. Patient? Victim, more like? Then, trying to assess the situation as best she could, she gave/forced the healing potion onto Lady Danicea and the took off for the comfort and safety of hiding behind a wall and well away from any danger. She did not like the look of that dripping weapon.


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