Morseth again fires a crossbow bolt at the weakest enemy and them move back into cover.

Attack: 22 Damage: 11

(Round 2)

The bard switches his attention to the leader of the pack. "And you, you mangy mutt. Your stink would drive off a skunk, and you're so ugly even Argyle wouldn't ask you out."

( vicious mockery DC 15 WIS Save else 4 psychic damage and DA on next attack roll.)

(Round 2)

Argyle saw that his attacks had done damage; that his target was ignoring him and continuing to try to maul Teryl irritated him quite a bit. "Beast!" he yelled at it, "Go back to the lower planes from whence you came!" He again flashed his blades, trying to finish the creature off.

ACTION: Attack same creature with shortsword
* Shortsword Stab - Attack 9, Mundane Piercing Damage 6, or 8 instead if crit
BONUS: Attack again with off-hand
* Shortsword Slash - Attack 13, Mundane Slashing Damage 10, or 11 instead if crit

Finished!

Round 2: "You don't belong anywhere but back in the gates of hell!" Mizzen yells as he parries the attack and retaliates without hesitation. 

Trident Attack: 14 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

Damage in log: 4

(I think I'll stick with the game log next time)

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Round 2: "You don't belong anywhere but back in the gates of hell!" Mizzen yells as he parries the attack and retaliates without hesitation. 

Trident Attack: 13 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

 (I'm on my phone so I can't see if you did, but make sure you attacked with advantage since Valor was helping)

With a grit of her teeth at the mindless answer she had received from the entities, Tana quickly moves out of her hiding position and rounds on the nearest beast (she'll be 10 ft away, so not in melee). Sickly green gas surrounds the palm of her hand as she swipes toward the creature, a spray of poison lashing out.

Action: Poison Spray | CON Save 13 | Damage if Hit: 4 (Poison)

Thatch has a flash of satisfaction as his first arrow finds its target.  With a look of grim determination, he grabs another arrow and sends it toward the pack leader as well.

Shortbow Attack: 20 Damage: 6. plus 1 sneak attack damage.

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Saw it previously and yes it was with advantage. Thanks

Argyle attacked but the beasts frenzied movements prevented him from landing a blow.

Hotspurs words appear to distract the pack leader enough that Sir Valor is able to wrench its head off completely as he moves to engage another of the creatures.

Tana summons the eldritch forces of nature to assault the beast savaging Teryl, even as Morseths bolt again kills some innocent shrubbery.

Mizzen drives his weapon into his opponents hide, rending its gray flesh....

Thatch switches focus as the pack leader falls sinking his shaft into the one snapping at Mizzen.

The pack leaders body collapsed into a writhing pile of grey maggots and was then consumed by a flash of green flame which left nothing but a smear of greasy ash.

( Valor to act and then we'll be at Round 3.)

(Valor wrenched its head off?)

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(Valor wrenched its head off?)

 ( Technically your PC did but having ' bad words made heart explode' make sense in a ' low magic' world requires a little flexibility. :)  )

Valor moves to attack the closest threat (assuming the one on Mizzen is still alive?), though there's a voice in the back of his mind screaming about the way the pack leader died. He shakes his head to get the image out of his mind and catches his second wind, healing 10.

He attacks the demonic wolf-thing. "By the Light, begone!"

Attack: 26 Damage: 13

Valors blade cuts deep into the next creature  and it falls, collapsing into the same grey larvae as the other before also bursting into green flame.

The last sank its fangs into Teryls neck ripping it open in a fountain of blood before going down under a rain of blows from the companions and expiring in the same manner as its fellows....

( We are out of combat but any actions you wish to take can be considered as next round...)

Stumbling back a few steps and quickly sweeping her gaze around the surrounding area, Tana finally relaxes a fraction as the last beast falls. Worry lines her gaze as she looks over the rest of the group, "Is everyone alright? Any major injuries?"

"NO! TERYL!" Mizzen yells as he helplessly witnesses the devil rip apart his throat. Damn it, I knew this was gonna go down hill at some point... "Teryl? Teryl! Hey! Are you still with us?!" He panics as he runs over and tries to stabilize him. Medicine: 12

(OOC Looks like Teryl's player has left the campaign? Normally I would heal, but I don't think I'll spend my last spell slot on an NPC...)

Argyle stood back, somewhat in shock, letting Mizzen tend to Teryl's wounds. What had been wrong with that creature? Was it really so intent on killing one given person that it ignored everything else to that end? Regardless, the bondsman grimaced as frustration came over him. He prayed he hadn't failed his companion.

Morseth quickly moves to Teryl more in shock of the viciousness of the beast.

(Since the player is gone I assume Teryl is beyond saving)

The wounds are too grave and Teryl has died. Morseth closes his eyes and says a prayer.

"Lets continue on before more creatures come. We can bury Teryl later" sats Morseth in a pragmatic manner.

(I'm aware that Teryl's life is over but just for rp...)

Accepting that he couldn't be saved, Mizzen tucks his trident behind his back and gets up before mourning for him in his head. If the crew is ready to leave he will follow.