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Ouragana watches on, silently cursing herself for her purely academic education. She surveys the scene, looking for an opportunity to use a cantrip to, maybe, lift something up to make an enemy stumble, or let something fall off the palisade, or anything that could be of help in the battle.

The goddess, Octhanus, does not answer Jocelyn's question, although that may be because the acolyte should already know the answer. Meanwhile, Grey watches on intently and Ouragana observes from above, looking for some way a cantrip might prove handy.

Hefting his warhammer, Dalaim revels in the battle, as if he has managed to recapture a part of his youth. "Gonto's will is with me!" he shouts, slamming the hammer into the tribesman's head with such force that it kills him. The human tumbles to the ground like a rag doll.

Meanwhile, Areilon continues to limp/sneak around the camp, slowly making her way to the back.

The other male human, the burly one, cries out in battle lust as he stabs Val right in the stomach, piercing through her armor completely. The half-orc crumbles to the ground, bleeding while the tribal screams some kind of victory chant over her form.

The druid tribal moves toward Oren, looking like some kind of odd human/tree hybrid. She stabs with her spear, but the dwarf deflects with his shield. "You gotta be kidding me!" he complains. Drawing his dagger, he then stabs his other opponent in the throat, killing her. Now he turns his full attention to the druid.

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Initaitive
Areilon (1d10): 8
Val (1d10+7): 13
Jocelyn (N/A)
Ouragana (N/A)
Grey (N/A)
Oren (1d10+2): 12
Dalaim (1d10+4): 5
Tribal 01 (1d10+6): 16
Tribal 02 (1d10+6): 13
Tribal 03 (1d10+6): 10
Tribal 04 (1d10+6): 10

Round 2!

Jocelyn prays.
Ouragana keeps lookout.
Grey does nothing.
Dalaim swings his warhammer while blessed by Gonto (+1) at Tribal 01 (1d20+1): 11, hit for (1d4+1): 2 damage. Tribal 01 dies.
Areilon limps thirty feet to the southeast, keeping to the foliage.
Tribal 03 attacks Val, who is wearing hide armor (+2) with his two-handed stone spear (+1) (1d20+3): 23, critical hit! for (2d6+2): 10 damage. Val falls.
Tribal 04 moves 10 feet north and attacks Oren, who is wearing studded leather armor (-1) with her two-handed spear (1d20-1): 8, miss.
Oren draws his dagger and attacks Tribal 02 while blessed by Gonto (+1) (1d20+1): 12, hit for (1d4+1): 4 damage. Tribal 02 dies.
Val is unconscious.
Tribal 02 is dead.
Tribal 01 is dead.
Tribal 03's opponent is already down.

(OOC: Uh-oh! Actions and Initiative for Round 3?)

Jocelyn curses as she watches Val go down, but she stays where she is until the tribal moves on.

Arei carries on sneaking (as best she can) round towards grey. Keeping in the trees.

With a cantrip, Ouragana tries to loosen part of tribal 03s clothing, in the hope that it will get caught in his legs and make him stumble.

Jocelyn stays right where she is, waiting for the right time to move to Val's aid. Meanwhile, Areilon continues circling around to the camp, trying not to make any noise. So far, nobody seems to notice her.

Oren stabs at the druid, but instead of slicing into her arm and drawing blood, the dagger's blade just bounces off her skin, as effective as stabbing a tree. "What the blazes is all this?" he demands, frustrated.

Grey can no longer stand around, doing nothing. Too antsy, he starts to creep forward carefully, drawing his extra dagger. He stops when he sees the fallen Val; he hadn't realized things had been going so badly from his vantage point.

Ouragana attempts to use a cantrip, but finds the tribesman in question is too far away to reach with such a weak spell.

Meanwhile, the melee rages on. "Over here, you savage!" Dalaim exclaims, moving toward the male tribal that downed Val. He swings his hammer, likely cracking a rib or two in the process. Furious, the tribal turns toward the dwarf, putting his back to Val. He stabs the old dwarf in the leg, causing him considerable pain. Dalaim howls out, nearly buckling over, but somehow finding the strength to keep standing.

Oren's opponent has similar luck. She manages to stab the younger dwarf with her own stone spear, releasing a torrent of curses from the warrior.

The warmth of Gonto's power fades, as the spell ends. The mortals are now on their own again against the two remaining tribals.

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Initiative
Jocelyn (N/A)
Val (N/A)
Areilon (1d10): 3
Ouragana (1d10+2): 11
Grey (1d10): 9
Oren (1d10+2): 4
Dalaim (1d10+4): 11
Tribal 03 (1d10+6): 15
Tribal 04 (1d10+6): 11

Round 3!

Jocelyn bides her time.
Areilon limps thirty feet to the southwest, keeping to the foliage.
Oren stabs with his dagger while blessed by Gonto (+1) at Tribal 04 who is protected by Barkskin (AC 5) (1d20+1): 14, bare miss.
Grey sneaks 30 feet to the north, drawing a dagger in his free hand.
Ouragana attempts to cast a cantrip on Tribal 03, who is 40 feet away. This fails, as cantripa only have a range of 10 feet.
Dalaim moves 15 feet west and attacks Tribal 03 with his hammer while blessed by Gonto (+1): (1d20+1): 15, hit for (1d4+1): 3 damage.
Tribal 04 attacks Oren, who is wearing studded leather armor (-1) with her two-handed spear (1d20-1): 15, hit for (1d6): 4 damage.
Tribal 03 attacks Dalaim, who is wearing hide armor (+2) with his two-handed stone spear (+1) (1d20+3): 18, hit for (1d6+2): 5 damage.
Dalaim's Bless spell ends.
Val bleeds 1 HP of damage.

(OOC: Remember that each hex is always five feet in size, unless otherwise specified. Actions and initiative for Round 4?)

Arei continues her passage to the rear, heading towards the furthest hut to the south, pausing a moment to nurse her injured body.

Jocelyn carefully makes her way to Val now that the tribal's attention is on someone else. Quickly, she begins binding her wounds.

Initi Roll, Healing Check(1, 14 pass)
HP healed (1)

Ouragana does a careful survey of the area from her vantage point. Is there any sign of other tribals approaching?
How large are the huts, how many sleeping places are they likely to offer? More than the ten people we've already met?

Ouragana surveys the area. There is no sign of anyone else approaching. The tents (not huts) could hold two people each (maybe three, if they are crammed in there like sardines).

Jocelyn moves quickly toward Val and kneels before her. She quickly does her best to staunch the blood loss and treat the half-orc's wounds. However, Val remains unconscious, albeit in stable condition.

Seeing that Dalaim is in trouble, Grey tosses a dagger over the dwarf's head at the tribesman attacking him. It goes too high, though, and misses entirely.

While Areilon slowly limps to the southern end of the camp, Oren drops his dagger and quickly grabs his battle axe. "I'll chop you down like a wispy willow, lass!" he threatens.

Holding up his hammer feebly, Dalaim starts to dig through his pack with his free hand. He finally finds what he is searching for, a small bottle. Biting off the cork, he downs it in one shot. At once, several of his wounds heal entirely. "Ah, that's much better!" he exclaims.

Unfortunately, this only buys him a little time. The tribal attacks again, screaming in his own language. "KIFO!" he cries, and stabs the old dwarf with great force, undoing most of the potion's work.

Meanwhile, the druid strikes Oren with her own spear, with equal force. The red haired warrior staggers, on his last legs. "Damn...this isn't good."

Grey chucks another dagger at the male, then turns to aid Oren. The dagger flies through the air and cuts deeply into the tribesman's shoulder. He staggers, clearly on his own last legs, as well. But this does nothing to extinguish the blood lust in his wild eyes.

"KIFO!" he screams again, stabbing Dalaim once more. The old dwarf nearly topples, unable to withstand another attack.

"Gonto...save us," he sputters, blood trickling from his lips.

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Initiative
Areilon (1d10): 5
Jocelyn (1d10+3): 4
Ouragana (N/A)
Val (Unconscious)
Oren (1d10): 6
Grey (1d10+2): 4
Dalaim (1d10+4): 6
Tribal 03 (1d10+6): 13
Tribal 04 (1d10+6): 17

Round 4!

Ouragana surveys the area.
Jocelyn moves 40 feet toward Val performs a healing check on her(1d20): 14, pass. She heals (1d3): 1 HP. Val is restored to 0 HP, which means she remains unconscious for now.
Grey throws a dagger (+1) at Tribal 03 (1d20+1): 6, miss.
Areilon moves 30 feet to the west, coming up behind the southern most tent.
Oren drops his dagger and picks up his battle axe.
Dalaim drinks a Potion of Healing, restoring (2d4+2): 8 HP.
Tribal 03 attacks Dalaim, who is wearing leather armor (+2) with his two-handed stone spear (+1) (1d20+3): 17, hit for (1d6+2): 5 damage.
Tribal 04 attacks Oren, who is wearing studded leather armor (-1) with her two-handed spear (1d20-1): 19, critical hit! for (2d6): 5 damage.
Grey throws a dagger (+1) at Tribal 03 (1d20+1): 14, hit for (1d4): 2 damage.
Tribal 03 attacks Dalaim, who is wearing leather armor (+2) with his two-handed stone spear (+1) (1d20+3): 14, hit for (1d6+2): 7 damage.

(OOC: Uh-oh! Oren is down to 3 HP, and Dalaim down to 1 HP. Let's hope luck is on your side! Actions and Initiative for Round 5?)

(Didn't want to do this... but we are getting to the stage where we are almost lost.)

Arei moves to the North alongside Grey, whispering she motions to the Tribal behind the hut.

"We go round, sneak up, kill him." She motions to her back, "Take the one on the left, I can limp to the right." She waits for the Gnome to respond.

(OOC: Ok, seems mad, but first, she is down to 6 wis, second she gets +4 to hit, that offsets the losses, and double damage.)

The gnome looks at her like she's crazy, but after a moment of thought, he nods. "Alright, go for it," he whispers. "I have a spell that can help back you up and keep her distracted."

"Very well." Limping slowly she moves as quiet as she can (leaving the rolls for that to you if thats ok?)

1d10, 1d20+1, 1d6+1=[8], [2, 1], [5, 1]

(Oh well... Nice knowing her, I liked her too.)

yea, the dice are done setting us up for a TPK