(I/C)
Just before whatever it was ran around the corner, the group decided to hold fast in the hall and if need be, retreat down the stairs if that was the only option. Kovid lifted his hammer high over head to throw and Abraxas pulled out his spear, both of them manning the front line. Brendon and Wyn, both with bows out were right behind, arrows nocked, while Lyra had a stone loaded in her sling and Lannis pulled out one of his heavy knife/darts to throw.
And it was just in time as the first 4’ tall, slavering kobolds circled the corner with the crude knives and stone tipped javelins at the ready. Kovid leaned back and hurled his hammer two handed calling out “Thor!” as he did so. The heavy weapon (<+0 to hit, Yellow 4) passed just over the kobold’s head and rang off the back wall with an echoing clang. He drew his remaining hammer and prepared himself to block the hall. Brendon right behind the dwarf muttered, “Good throw,” and let his shaft fly (>+4 to hit, Red 11), where it slammed into the same kobold (1d6 Damage: Red 2 and killed!!) piercing its heart and dropping it. “Got him,” he said.
Abraxas arced back and hurled his spear (>+4 to hit, Blue 17) tearing through the lungs of another kobold (1d6 Damage: Blue 5 and killed!!) where it crumbled to the ground, rolling to a stop. More of them boiled around the corner and the hall was filling quickly. Wyn drew a bead on another kobold getting close (>+5 to hit, Orange 19) and shot it in the throat (1d6 Damage: Orange 3 and killed!!) where it dropped to its knees and gurgled for air before dying.
Feeling emboldened by the party’s efforts, Lyra took aim and let her sling fly (<+3 to hit, White 1, Fumble. Random White 1: Hit friend) but misjudged and the stone slammed into Wyn’s shoulder with a meaty THWOCK, causing the elf to look around at her during the battle and exclaim, “Are you cray-zee?!?!” Lannis giggled and hurled his dart poorly where (<+2 to hit, Pink 7) it bounced into the melee and was lost.
And still the kobolds circled the corner and filled the hall, pressing forward as they bit and snarled and stabbed and tried to push into the party. There were still NINE kobolds standing and given their size, three of them were able to fight abreast. The first one shoved its crude knife into Kovid’s gut, the dwarf hammering down as he tried to keep the kobold from getting through his plate (<+0 to hit, Red/Black 15 – missed by one) barely able to do so. While he was struggling, a second anklebiter (>+0 to hit, Red/Grey 18) got lucky with its stone tipped javelin and drove it into a weak spot in the dwarf’s armor covering his hip (1d4 Damage: Blue 1 – Take 1 Damage), causing Kovid to wince in pain and fight on. The last kobold in front faced Abraxas, the huge fighter now sporting a sword and shield, and dropped to its knees and tried to stab the fighter in his foot. “You leetle bastage!” he cursed, dancing around as the kobold stabbed down half a dozen times (<+0 to hit, Red/Green 10) but couldn’t get through his boots.
From the back ranks of the packed hall, two of the kobolds had resorted to slings, both of them aiming at Abraxas. The first rock (>+0 to hit, Steel 20, Criritcal Max damage: take 3 damage) slammed Abraxas in the face, laying his cheek open and making two of his teeth come loose. The second rock (<+0 to hit, Steel 16 – missed by one) also cracked him in the skull and although raised a lump on his forehead, didn’t seem to affect the fighter negatively.
As the battle raged on (Initiative: Party Steel 3, Kobolds Red/Black 4 – thanks Kelly!!) the lead kobolds continued their assault while the back ranks seemed to be jostling about, looking down at the dead ones. The first kobold stabbed out at Kovid again (<+0 to hit, Black 1 Fumble, Red 5 – kobold takes 1 pt damage) but stepped to close and got buffeted by the dwarf’s hammer and bruised for its efforts. The second one stabbed its stone spear at Abraxas (<+0 to hit, Blue/Purple 6) but was unable to hit the fighter. Leaving the last kobold who had been trying to stab Abraxas in the feet, jumped up and hacked the fighter in the knee(>+0 to hit, Teal 19). The Fighter instead slammed his shield down at the last moment (Deflect damage – half damage if successful str – Black 13!) and saved himself from some extra hurt (1d4 Damage: Red/Black 1 – Half rounded down – take 0!!).
As for the rest of the kobolds, (>Morale Check, 2d6 – 7, Fail) they picked up the dart, spear, and hammer from the floor and ran BACK down the hall and to the WEST again, shouting “Hilva! Hilva!” as they ran away. The last three kobolds were filling the hallway and made no intention to leave as they fought on.
Time now is 1:55
(OOC)
Bottom of round two, three kobolds left, 1 with 1 pt of damage. 6 kobolds ran away, took the three items thrown, they are yelling VERY loud as they run. It is the party’s turn. What would you like to do?
No comments:
Post a Comment