Dekhan takes his AOO on S7, Talon whiling out blindingly fast. Attack: 17 Damage: 6 in almost the same motion he brings the blade around attempting to shear off S6 Attack: 16 Damage: 8 Dekhan barely manages to keep his feet, not even noticing if his attacks were successful, due to his blood loss.
Strix, your shrieks echo down the corridors of the mine, but in your flailing you do manage to grab hold of the stirge attached to you and slam it twice into the tunnel wall; it pops and blood and goo cover your hand. You rush to Varinth's aid, but your hand is too slimy and you cannot seem to grab it properly.
The last remaining stirge, attached to Varinth, drinks long and deep: Varinth, you take 7 points of slurping damage.
Dekhan gives a self deprecating laugh, sending a fresh spurt of blood from the wound at his neck. I think you may be right, Scup. Dekhan bites the cork and pulls it out of the potion and drinks it in one go. potion of healing10 feeling quite rejuvenated But knowing he must stand between his friends and danger, Dekhan lays hands on himself, using 10 points from his lay on hands pool, bringing himself closer to full health. A short rest wouldn’t go amiss for me, what do you say, lads?