"Do You Feel Lucky, Punk?"
(Rules Note: The Shocking Grasp spell was already cast, which is why Castille did not have to make a Concentration check.)
Vitte's body falls to floor, smoke rising from the eyelids. Still twitching, his black, putrified form was nonetheless quite dead.
"Dragonmarks..." Farvin said, swallowing. He swung his flail out to trip the half-orc again (and got a lousy 3, so forget it), but was too unnerved to connect the flail's chain to Kaspar's ankles.
"He's a wizard, you idiot!" Pled said, taking a 5-foot step south (to square D2). "Take him down!" He swings his flail low, and catches Castille! (I rolled your opposed check, Castille uses his Dex mod instead of his Str mod, according to Trip rules you use whichever is higher.) As strong as Pled was, Castille hops up and out of the chain, and when Pled tries to yank at it to bring him down, Castille has already slipped out.
In the meantime, the torch that Castille knocked down sputters out on the floor, darkening the corner so that only the torch in the far corner and the sunrod in the half-elf's belt shed light. (The sunrod is actually the stronger light source of the two.)
Red Eyes. "Wait a minute..." Bailey says (making his Intelligence check). "Darnit Farv, open that door back up and let more light in!"
"Are you nuts?" Farvin says, as he and Kaspar clash. "I'm busy here!"
"You'll be busy until you're dead!" Bailey snaps. "They're trying to take out the lights!" Eyeing Castille he drops his flail (a free action), produces and throws a dart (a standard action), and the dart (Ooo, the natural roll was 17) slams dead center in the half-elf's chest. (Damage comes up as only 2.) He then picks up his flail again (a move-equiv action) and takes a 5-foot step (to E3).
And he is smiling grimly at Castille. "You feel funny yet, elf-kin?" he asks, trying to sound brave. His voice cracks when he eyes Kaspar, however.
Castille feels and odd heat spreading out from the dart, stealing energy from his limbs, making the room spin. Poison! (Make a Fortitude save DC 13)
Vitte's body falls to floor, smoke rising from the eyelids. Still twitching, his black, putrified form was nonetheless quite dead.
"Dragonmarks..." Farvin said, swallowing. He swung his flail out to trip the half-orc again (and got a lousy 3, so forget it), but was too unnerved to connect the flail's chain to Kaspar's ankles.
"He's a wizard, you idiot!" Pled said, taking a 5-foot step south (to square D2). "Take him down!" He swings his flail low, and catches Castille! (I rolled your opposed check, Castille uses his Dex mod instead of his Str mod, according to Trip rules you use whichever is higher.) As strong as Pled was, Castille hops up and out of the chain, and when Pled tries to yank at it to bring him down, Castille has already slipped out.
In the meantime, the torch that Castille knocked down sputters out on the floor, darkening the corner so that only the torch in the far corner and the sunrod in the half-elf's belt shed light. (The sunrod is actually the stronger light source of the two.)
Red Eyes. "Wait a minute..." Bailey says (making his Intelligence check). "Darnit Farv, open that door back up and let more light in!"
"Are you nuts?" Farvin says, as he and Kaspar clash. "I'm busy here!"
"You'll be busy until you're dead!" Bailey snaps. "They're trying to take out the lights!" Eyeing Castille he drops his flail (a free action), produces and throws a dart (a standard action), and the dart (Ooo, the natural roll was 17) slams dead center in the half-elf's chest. (Damage comes up as only 2.) He then picks up his flail again (a move-equiv action) and takes a 5-foot step (to E3).
And he is smiling grimly at Castille. "You feel funny yet, elf-kin?" he asks, trying to sound brave. His voice cracks when he eyes Kaspar, however.
Castille feels and odd heat spreading out from the dart, stealing energy from his limbs, making the room spin. Poison! (Make a Fortitude save DC 13)
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