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The crossbow now reloaded Thor sneaks towards the group trying his best to remain hidden. Continueing to wacth the group he counts the remaining spiders as yet another gets snuffed out of exsistance. Five remaining he thinks to himself as he raises his crossbow and steadys it against his chest. Letting loose another bolt towards the closest spider he grins yet again with joy.


Move 20ft Move Silently: [1d20](18)+3=21 Hide: [1d20](6)+3=9 (Should be about 20ft away from the group now correct?)

Attack Roll: [1d20](19)+5=24 Critcal Threat Roll:1d20=14 Damage: 1d10X2(8)(9)=17
 
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Ezmirylda

(Fort sv Roll(1d20)+3: 7+3 Total:10)

Ezmi tries to crush yet another spider with her staff.

(Att Roll 18+1 Total:19 [18 if I lose str])
(Dmg Roll 6+1 Total:7 [6 w/o str])

"We lost her to her own arrogence Drec, not to the spiders! Now keep killing the blasted things while we have the strength! I don't intend to join them for dinner!"
 
Leanna gave a small shriek as one of the hairy beasts lunged at her, sharp mouth piece flashing. She felt the stinging bite, but hopped back, flailing her quarterstaff at it.

(Fortitude save : 14 + 2 = 16) (Attack of Opportunity : 11 + 0, Damage : 2)

Leanna nods grimly. "This fight does not seem to our advantage. We must either finish it now or leave it while we are ahead of affairs."

Leanna begins to adjust her position backwards, lashing out her staff at any nearby spiders as she withdraws (Attack 5+0, damage 4+0), then if she's safe from counter attack, begins to hustle off back towards the crossbowman's direction.
 
Drec moves to flank the spiders as Ezmi manages to pulverize another, despite the effects of the venom (2 Str dmg). The party can see the dwarf in the bushes about 20ft away as he fires another missile and kills another spider, causing a small splatter. Leanna takes an unsuccessful jab with her staff at the arachnids encroaching on her, but isn't affected by the bite. The spider which bit her takes another snap at her (unsuccessfully) as she swings and retreats.

OOC: Three spiders left alive, Drec to attack, then spiders' move.
 
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(since people are logged on, skipping over Drec's action, he may attack when cats logs on)

L'amruil takes another spider bite and loses another 2 Str, but still manages to slice one of the spiders off.

(Two spiders left. Any chars may act)
 
Ezmirylda

Ezmi swings at the spider she and Drec are flanking then steps back, hoping to draw whats left into Leanna's and the dwarf's fire and give its back to Drec's assault.
(Att Roll(1d20)+0: 14,+0 Total:14 ?+2from flanking? =16)
(Dmg Roll(1d6)+0: 3,+0 Total:3)
(5 ft step away from drec, hoping to give him an ATT of OPP.)
 
Now reasonable sure that only the one spider remained in the open Thor steps into the clearing towards the group. Wacthing as they huddle together and start backing towards him he tosses the crossbow into a bush makeing sure to note the location. Once the last of the spiders are destroyed he can easily pick it back up. Drawing both dwarven waraxe from his side he waves to the group twirling the axes in his hands as he calls.

"Come quickly!! There might be more waiting!"

Now armed for melee combat he waits for the group to respond and hopefully retreat towards him.

Drop Weapon: Free Action
Draw Weapons: Move Action
 
The web above seems to be burning out. Large chunks of webbing which were too damp to burn are tumbling down, slowly enough that no-one has much difficulty avoiding them. A large egg-sack hits the ground with a wet squelch, spilling out a clutch of miniscule baby spiders (These are smaller than regular household spiders and don't present any kind of threat, unless allowed to mature)
 
Seeing the threat ended, Leanna leans on her staff, catching her breath. She adjusts her robe, checking to see if it's torn from the spider's bite.

"We should incinerate that egg sack and then leave," she commented. "L'amreiul, if you would be so kind with your torch, once we're done we should follow the dwarf's advice and be off."
 
Drec:

IC: "Oh I see, when I want to leave we stay and fight, when a dwarf we don't know says we should leave we want to leave. Well, I'm fine with that, so lets get going." I headed over to the dwarf, hopeing he wasn't going to try and mug us.
 
Ezmirylda

"Honestly Drec, you're more of a woman than I am at times. We lose a party member to her own vain stupidity, and get chewed on by a nest of rather nasty spiders... One of which I would like to point out is still HARASSING our cleric friend! And all you can do is complain that a stubby dwarf can command better then you? Pft, you sure that spider bite didn't go to your brain?" Ezmi calls after him as she waits to look for an opening on the spider still attacking Lamruil, intent on finishing it off while he iliminates the egg sac.
 
Thor looking on at the bickering group shakes his head in awe. Lowering his weapons by his side he laughs and calmily strides over to the last spider. Raiseing both dwarven axes he slams them into the beast as it splatters open sending a spew of goo in all directions.

"Your spider is now dead. Maybe next time you might take care of the beasts before an argument breaks out. I dident come here to cause problems as I see I have already done. I came here to aide you beings if you needed to be aided and from the looks of it you did. I have learned much in my time as a dwarf and the most important is stick close to your mates. Now if if be alright with you Drec, if that be your name, I suggest we destroy that egg sack, gather what looks usefull and leave this foul place."

Before the others could even answer Thor strides over to the random items strewn on the ground looking for usefull items. While the others hopefully take care of the egg sack.

(Spider should be withen 20ft...I think)
Attack Roll: 1d20(19)+2 = 21
-Damage: 1d10(4)+5= 9

Attack Roll: 1d20(14)+2 = 16
-Damage: 1d10(7)+3=10

Total Damage: 19
 
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Ezmirylda

"I was about to take care of the spider myself, stubby one. Thank you for your aid, more than likely saved one or more of our lives today. Arguing huh? You havn't seen a real argument yet, neither has Drec. You could say this is me on a good day. Hmm, how close are you talking about though? If Drec there had his way, 'close' would probably mean in my vagina..." She gave Drec a pointed look as she followed close behind the dwarf.

"Most of what fell look rather useless, aged and rusted. But if you can find something of value, let us know." She stated, watching him for a moment before going about to search for her two darts, hoping to recover them, as she only had 6 to her name. She had faith that Lamruil would take care of the egg sac still.

(Rolled 4 crappy search attempts, in order, 3[natch 1], 6, 6, 16 Completely up to you DOS. I'm figuring I failed.)
 
The spider manages to bite the elf one last time before being dispatched. Nonetheless, L'amruil hustles about, squeezing here and applying herbs there to try to prevent any further depredations from the poison.

(He manages to treat the poison of every bite except for one of Ezmi's, she needs to make a fortitude save for that one, despite his best efforts)

He also intones a brief spell with his hand on Drec's arm. The wound closes seamlessly (Drec is back at full hp)

After much prowling about, Ezmi's haul is as follows:

One set of banded mail, sized for a medium wearer, dirty but still serviceable.
A belt pouch with 62 silver pieces in it which she finds by the clinking noise.
A masterwork longsword, still in good condition.
A two-person tent, packed sufficiently carefully in a very battered pack to have weathered the time in the web.

OOC: Total Str damage:
Drec: 4
L'amruil: 4
Ezmi: 2 (3 if she fails her save)

All characters gain 255xp.

Str damage recovers naturally at a rate of one point per night's rest, asuuming normal activity during the day.
 
I figured I should roll my search attempt....18 first roll and the +1 Int bonus = 19
And I changed my damage on the off hand weapon was told to round up damage modifier....not that it matters. Post to follow shortly...
 
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"Stubby one eh!! I wouldent be calling me that again if I were you. As for me helping, I do what I can when others are In trouble, it was my pleasure."

He holsters his dwarven waraxes and takes a small bow.

"Thor Melzar be t he name and you are?"

( I found out through a very helpfull person and after checking again that my attack bonus is +6 (+5 str, +1 BAB) and have changed it as so in my last post and will do so from now on. Oh and sorry for double posting.....)

(About the equipment I will give up my scale mail for the banded, if someone wants my scale mail let me know , and 15 silver coins.)
 
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OOC: No worries as regards double posting. I do it all the time. Sorry if it bothers people.

I'll leave it up to you folks as to how you want to resolve loot-distribution. One system which works allright is the bidding system (Someone taking an item leaves behind the value in gold. If two or more people want the item, they bid the price higher until one drops out). Or, if you're really super-harmonious, you might use concensus by greatest benefit to the party.
 
(If someoe does have a problem with what I took let me know...spellcasters wouldent want the armor due to spell failure and its took heavy for cats I believe so thats why I assumed no problems. but my scale mail is medium armor if cats wants it. And about coins 62 divided by 4 is roughly 15 so thats what i took. I dont have a problem with double posting either just i knew alot of people on these boards who use to have a problem with it when i was on here before.)
 
Ezmirylda

(Fort Sv Roll(1d20)+3: 5,+3 Total:8)

Ezmi feels the spiders poison burn through her muscles, making her weaker, but paid it little mind, what doesn't kill you can only make you stronger in the end, she figured. She went through the haul with Thor.

"Cranky and stubby, eh?" Ezmi said with a roguish smirk, obviously baiting the dwarf. "Still, I think we all appreciated your help, Thor. No need to be so formal around us with the bow and all, none of us are royalty out here, after all. I am Ezmirylda Corvaran, Ezmi for short." She followed his gaze to the suit of armor on the ground.

"I see you have your eye on the armor here. Perhaps we should discuss how to divide this mess up. I have no use for the armor or the sword myself, but I wouldn't mind the convenience of a belt pouch and the tent. Last night I some how ended up sleeping in Drec's bag... I'd prefer to not have a repeat of THAT incident tonight..." She says as she counts out lots of 15 silver for each of them, from the pouch. "Any of you have a problem with me keeping the extra two silver?"

Lastly, she makes one last search for her two missing throwing darts.

(Search for darts Roll(1d20)+2: 14,+2 Total:16)
 
Ezmi finds one of her darts. It's pretty badly coated with spider web and will need to be cleaned before use. The other has vanished into the underbrush never to be seen again.

OOC: There are 5 characters in the party: Leanna, Drec, Ezmi, Thor and L'amruil. Given that Donsehan doesn't seem to be around at all (or returning), I'm not agitating for elf rights. I'll run the character for a while on zero-RP, then ditch him as convenient. Maybe he'll decide that the world is too dangerous and go home to his temple to pray. If any of you know someone who wants his spot, it's up for grabs now.
 
Ezmirylda

Ezmi starts picking the sticky webbing free of her recovered dart, looking over to Leanna, holding out a pinch of the stuff. "Have any need for this webbing? I don't know much about your art, but I have heard that you have use for some of the oddest things... And I figure, waste not want not, you know?"
 
"Cranky bah!! Just dont like to be called short, and you know for a dwarf i'm quite tall!!! As for being formal no such thing I just know how to treat a lady unlike some."

As he finishes he shoots a glance at Drec while the two continue to rummage through the equipment. He locks eyes on the armor and notices that Ezmi does too.

"I did have my eye on it I figured you lot dont need such a hefty armor.. true? As for the other equipment i'll just take my share of silver and if someone needs my scale mail ask and its yours. I feel sorry for you having to share a sleeping bag with that fool. I always just make do with my shelter, a few heavy branches, and plenty of leaves and greenery will do me."

Thor wacthing as she searches for the darts aides her hopeing to find the other.

Search: 1d20(17)+1=18
 
Between the two of them, they manage to locate the other dart. It's off the path, under a bush and covered with leaves that fell because of the rain of debris.

L'amruil finally gets around to lighting the egg sack, but some of the hatchlings have already managed to escape while he was busy tending the bites caused by the adults.
 
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