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Wolfsong heaves the beast off of him easily rolling over his shoulders and coming to a stand facing the beast.

The male recovers and begins trying to circle Wolfsong. (Holding attack action.)

The female lands close to Rinn. "Meat giver? Why do you enter?"

She's side eying Rinn while watching the others and perched at the ledge to easily jump back into the air of the chasm. 

Rinn shrugs, "Well apparently my friends here have a proposition. It might mean food and shelter. Especially with the dragon abouts at the moment."

The male jumps in again at Wolfsong clawing and biting.

Bite 21 w/  9 piercing damage;

Left Claw  25 w/  9 slashing damage

Right Claw  17 w/  4 slashing damage.

((( Bite. Melee Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: (1d8 + 3) piercing damage.

Claw. Melee Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: (1d6 + 3) slashing damage. )))

Eline, holding back, again, seeing the ineffectual slapping and biting, quips, "What the hells and abyss is even happening? Are they actually fighting or what?"

The manticore hisses at her loudly, again. 

(( another round ... ))

Round 4: TT, Rinn, Robwin, Wolfsong, manticore, Eline

((( DM: Wolfsong and a male manticore are engaged in a one on one show of strength and dominance. It is unclear from the spectators weather either is genuinely serious or they are that evenly matched.

Rinn, an extremely young and capable high elf, first encountered this large beast many nights past on an expiration with a different party on Umbrage Hill. Now he is standing in a large underground cavern at the edge of a large chasm. A female manticore who has named him 'meat giver' is purched near him. They appear to be negotiating or at least communicating regarding current events. 

Robwin, a somewhat older high elf, though admittedly only just out of under his university professors' direct supervision, is standing near Rinn, a bit farther away from the charm's edge and closer to the confrontation. He has known Wolfsong only a day or two longer than Rinn. Though Rinn and his first compatriots are responsible for pushing Robwin to a level he hadn't expected to reach within this decade. 

TT is closest to the upward slop of the cavern where it begins to narrow down to 150 yards/140 meters wide and eventually exits the upper slopes of the sword mountain foothills facing northwest. Of the present company, she's been longest with Robwin. The ill fated dragon attack on Umbrage Hill took the majority of their guard company to the crystal spire in an instant. Her faith has been strangely challenged and strengthened over these few very odd days.

Eline, the newest of their companions, is literally feet from the shuffle between the beast man and the winged cat. She literally owes her life to these odd folk. She's been aggressively urged by both the combatants to stay out of the fray. ))

Who is doing what?

((I was just waiting for initiative order.

Thanks for the cool summary in your last post btw)).

Rinn is just continuing his conversation, somewhat amused, with the female manticore while keeping a eye out for any trouble coming his way from the rest of the cavern.

Dodging the bite then batting aways the two claw swipes Wolfsong responds with two swipes of his own, a bloodthirsty grin on his face as he feels the hunt pumping through his veins.

Claw Attack 1: 18 Damage: 6 

Claw Attack 2: 20 Damage: 7 

Robwin continues to bide his time, to watch on, ready if need be, but honouring Wolfsong’s wishes for now. The spectacle playing out before him, like nothing he’s ever seen before. A gladiatorial battle of might against might. He stands ready, but stays his hand a while longer out of respect for the combatants.

The beast hisses, yowles and goes for Wolfsong clawing and biting.

Bite 18 w/  7 piercing damage;

Left Claw  25 w/  4 slashing damage

Right Claw  8 w/  7 slashing damage.

((( Bite. Melee Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: (1d8 + 3) piercing damage.

Claw. Melee Weapon Attack: +5 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: (1d6 + 3) slashing damage. )))

Eline just shakes her head and glances at TT shrugging. (( hold Attack))

[[[ Edited due to loosing my train of thought. ]]]

((( Wolfsong has taken 10 pts of slashing and piercing damage [20 reduced by half due to rage]. Manticore male (or lion to Robwin and Eline) has taken 27 pts slashing damage. Niether looks rough or slowing down. They are bleeding and have some punctures. 

The female (or lioness to Robwin and Eline) is perched next to Rinn as described earlier. She seems to go from extremely cautious, to pointedly engaging Rinn, to slightly purring at the engagement between the two males. 

Robwin and Rinn both see the lioness' ears twitching often, clearly also listening for her whelps and the surrounding environment. 

All this back and forth has been rather short time.

An individual action is about six seconds. Everyone's actions in initiative order are happening roughly at the same time. (Approximately ten rounds in a minute.) 

... For our narrative ... 

Wolfsong and the lion have been doing this for roughly six minutes now. (Still only six rounds for rage and other effects.)

They're clearly evenly matched and the lioness is very pleased.  )))

 [[[ Edited. ]]]

((Small correction Wolfsong took 14 damage, he was not raging at the time of the first attack, but he had shifted which boosted his ac and gave him temp hp. After this last attack all of his temp hp is gone, now everything will go to his actual hp. Wolfsong has four rounds left for Shift and five rounds left for Rage))

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((Small correction Wolfsong took 14 damage, he was not raging at the time of the first attack, but he had shifted which boosted his ac and gave him temp hp. After this last attack all of his temp hp is gone, now everything will go to his actual hp. Wolfsong has four rounds left for Shift and five rounds left for Rage))

Perfect! Thank you. Yes. 

Round 5: TT, Rinn, Robwin, Wolfsong, manticore, Eline

(( Even if you are letting Wolfsong and the lion continue their tit-for-tat, please jump in narratively. What are you (character or player) doing, thinking, etc.? ))

Rinn watches on amused, then leans over and says to the manticore, "So where did you used to live? I mean, this doesn't seem like its a place you've stayed in long."