laid back apocalypse

Everyone still being pretty far away, T'chal'fronack'zcinicker fires a crossbow bolt at the black robed one. Attack: 10 Damage: 5

(the 15 was first so that is the attack roll)

T'chal watches with satisfaction as the bolt strikes the robed figure in the hand

Still concentrating on their previous incantation, Reghys edges forward a little more to be within 60 feet of the figure in black robes. Seeing him fire off a stream of fire against Xalkas, and fearing that they themselves might end up as the next target, Reghys was determined to finish the caster first. With that, the satyr points his wand at the robed figure, and starts chanting:

"Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
Darling, you give love a bad name

An angel's smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free

Oh, oh, you're a loaded gun
Oh, oh, there's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

I play my part
And you play your game
You give love a bad name"

As the words ring out, all charges from the wand are released simultaneously. A flower of nine individual missiles start to bloom out from the tip of the wand, and, the first white, then all the colours of the rainbow, and finally a black bolt strike the robed figure.

Then, focusing on Kerric, Reghys shouts:

"Isn't it ironic that for fire cultists, they don't really seem that bright?"

OOC: Can you let us know which of the figures are affected by faerie fire and which aren't, please? 

with a blur the missiles take off, impacting in brightly colored puffs on the robed figures body as he slumps to the ground

3 armored are 2 arent   is best i can do

they are in a line facing you so the 3 on the right side

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker shouts to the man, just before Reghys' darts strike him down, "Oooooh. I'm sorry about that hand shot. Hands really should be off limits, don't we all agree. Can we all agree on that? That looked like your signing hand.  I was aiming for center of mass...."

Kerric:

Moving up again, this time back towards the center of the road, Kerric stops 10 feet in front of the warriors with his gleaming blade in hand, saying, “The Argent Alliance has destroyed your leader.  Stand down now or we will Defeat you as well!”

Action:  Dodge

Move:  back to the center of the road to block their path but not in melee range yet.

Reaction:  planned to parry if one of them lands a hit.

Xalkas looks around for Ebele and doesn’t see her anywhere giving him a brief moment of concern. He also looks around to thank their new companion for tending his burns. But sees them already having moved toward the advancing swordsman.

Xalkas lets out a sigh of relief seeing Reghys make good use of the wand of magic missiles that they found in the necromancer cave. It was quite an impressive display of magic, even though it was based out of the wand and not from Reghys own manipulation of the weave.

The diamond begins spinning again, turning a familiar bluish white color as a frigid beam streaks towards one the creatures illuminated by Reghys Faerie Fire. Xalkas then steps back 10 feet. Keeping about 60 ft of space between himself and Kerric

One of the armored figures hand is incased in ice. But with a word his sword alights melting it

He charges at Kerrik with a snear

Attack: 15 Damage: 4

Ebele had snapped into motion so quickly, she had not even registered Xalkas’ shriek of pain, completely missing her companions suffering. Though, some shuffling and some words coming from where she had left, gave her a sense of relief that she was okay to continue her advance. The monk had hid so well though, apparently she couldn’t even detect her target with her dart! Range wasn’t her forte anyway... it was time to get into the fray.

Ebele would use their chatty and vocal team mates as points of reference as she’d follow the sounds of battle. Her ears would twitch, listening for movement as she’d mimic stalking a prey. In a blur of motion, the monk would rush out of the tree line, staff in hand. In swift succession, she’d swing her staff at the back of her targets legs, following up with a fist to the back of the head.

Attack 1: Attack: 18 Damage: 9 
BA: Attack: 12 Damage: 6 

The staff hits but the resulting stagger means the fist catches nothing but air

Two more armored figures advance toward the wagon bypassing Kerric and ebele

“Hey, hey, I’ma need you guys to back up,” Hawke says to the approaching figures, backing up himself (max movement, back and away from them). He then chucks one of the magic stones at one of the figures heads!

(To either of the ones that are glowing) Attack: 15 Damage: 8

The stone strikes one on the head staggering him

The last 2 take a knee where they are dropping their shields and pulling out crossbows

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker aims at the same one Hawke threw his rock at, "Not the hand....not the hand....not the hand...." he mutters under his breath as he shoots his hand crossbow, already beginning to reload.

Attack: 27 Damage: 6

Reghys, seeing the two armoured figures get onto one knee, decides to try something. Shouting at the top of their lungs, you all hear the satyr go: "Kerric, Ebele, get away, I'm gonna throw the holy handgrenade!"

With that, Reghys takes out the drift globe, and lobs it towards the two crouching figures, before ducking into cover themselves.

T'chal strikes the one that just got hit by the rick square in the knee  :)

 funnily enough both crossbow dudes do drop prone

Kerric:

Hearing the call for the HH, Kerric calls, “Count to Three!”

Slashing at the glowing foe before him, Kerric creates an X pattern, diagonally slashing twice in fluid succession.  If that takes the enemy down, he will move to stand over and behind the prone crossbowmen.

Action:  Elven Curved Blade Attack:  Attack: 25 Damage: 9

Action Surge:  Elven Curved Blade Attack:  Attack: 24 Damage: 9

Seeing Hawke backing away from the approaching figures, Xalkas moves up close enough to scorch them with burning hands then quickly backs away himself towards Hawke. Thinking to himself, ‘please don’t turn into a wolf,... please don’t turn into a wolf.’

Kerric viciously slashes his opponent twice across the chest leaving deep cuts in his breastplate and staggering him  (still standing)

dex saves

19

15

Xalkas watches the flames lick around the advancing figures, but it doesnt seem to have as much effect as hoped

Kerric you notice the one facing you has the flames disappear from his sword as he slashes back at you

Attack: 21 Damage: 6

attack 2 Attack: 13 Damage: 9

missing both times

Catching air with her punch would cause the Monk to take an extra second to register before she’d pull her hand back. And even more confused when Reghys would shout out something about a Holy Handgrenade. All she knew, is she should react fast. Still hearing her target still breathing before her, she’d bring her staff around with a flourish to thwack him before following up with a high knee to hopefully bring him down to the ground as she’d hope to be able to duck in time for Reghys’ attack. But it never did?

Attack: 19 Damage: 9 
BA: Unarmed Attack: 15 Damage: 3