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((Don't forget; e5 for defense... but a natural 6 means defense is a success.))
You both dodge the attacks, unlike any of the men. The three you spoke to are muddied and likely bloodied, but they pick themselves up and manage to form a wall next to Sigrlinn.
"Ice, you say?" says the man with the mace.
"Do your magic while we're still here to protect you," says the shield-fighter.
The swordsman says nothing. He just attacks.
HAMster:2X3 → 3( (6x2, 4→ 3 successes against 3) )#sword guy
HAMster:1X3 → 0( (1→ 0 successes against 3) )#combo
He lands a solid blow on the first attack, splitting a bark mask with a crack! And he almost takes out a second creature, but misses.
The shield-fighter knocks one away from himself.
HAMster:2X3 → 1( (3, 1→ 1 success against 3) )#shield guy
But the creature appears unharmed.
"Oh, balls!"
Two converge on the man with the mace.
HAMster:2X3 → 2( (1, 6x2→ 2 successes against 3) )#mace guy
HAMster:1X3 → 2( (6x2→ 2 successes against 3) )#combo
HAMster:1X3 → 1( (5→ 1 success against 3) )#3rd strike
He smashes both masks into splinters, and the red glows of their eyes wisp away like smoke from an extinguished candle. After smashing a third creature to bits, he tells his men, "Take. No. Prisoners."
"No shit take no prisoners!" the shield-fighter snaps. "I didn't bring a giant frigging pain and shovel, did I!"
((You can't run, so attack. Kell is in a relatively safe position to cast. 4 bark-bites are dead; 3 men are still alive...))
You both dodge the attacks, unlike any of the men. The three you spoke to are muddied and likely bloodied, but they pick themselves up and manage to form a wall next to Sigrlinn.
"Ice, you say?" says the man with the mace.
"Do your magic while we're still here to protect you," says the shield-fighter.
The swordsman says nothing. He just attacks.
HAMster:2X3 → 3( (6x2, 4→ 3 successes against 3) )#sword guy
HAMster:1X3 → 0( (1→ 0 successes against 3) )#combo
He lands a solid blow on the first attack, splitting a bark mask with a crack! And he almost takes out a second creature, but misses.
The shield-fighter knocks one away from himself.
HAMster:2X3 → 1( (3, 1→ 1 success against 3) )#shield guy
But the creature appears unharmed.
"Oh, balls!"
Two converge on the man with the mace.
HAMster:2X3 → 2( (1, 6x2→ 2 successes against 3) )#mace guy
HAMster:1X3 → 2( (6x2→ 2 successes against 3) )#combo
HAMster:1X3 → 1( (5→ 1 success against 3) )#3rd strike
He smashes both masks into splinters, and the red glows of their eyes wisp away like smoke from an extinguished candle. After smashing a third creature to bits, he tells his men, "Take. No. Prisoners."
"No shit take no prisoners!" the shield-fighter snaps. "I didn't bring a giant frigging pain and shovel, did I!"
((You can't run, so attack. Kell is in a relatively safe position to cast. 4 bark-bites are dead; 3 men are still alive...))
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