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((lol I don't think I have ever had a a round where I wasn't being attacked. I just pull agro like crazy I guess. Oh and I have 30 HP and Petra heals for 10)

(( Iol I’m going to have to start investing some points in life so I can become a little beefcake. I should sit down and calculate how much damage I have done so far and how much I have taken.))

“I’m sure of it.” Kail’ responds and wonders why the mages always seem to have the biggest mouths. He realizes though what he said was probably true. There were tougher battles ahead and he should probably conserve his magical energies. His teammates could finish this without his spells. So instead Kail charges up to the sorcerer and smacks him across the face with his gauntlet for a stunning blow.

Dice: Defense
Spell: none
Action: Stunning blow to sorcerer (-1 AP)

MP: 1
AP: 4
HP: 29/30

Radryn will attack and bash the remaining bandit scum.

Dice: Offence
Action: Bash
S.A.: regen +3

AP: 2
MP: 5
HP: 25/25

Startled, Petra uncurls from her flinching position to spot the bandit that had been poised to attack her lying on the ground, obviously dead, obviously by Kail'igen. Shrinking, whimpering from the corpse, Petra looks up to see that there is one bandit still standing... as well as the Sorcerer, whose eyes are narrowed with hate.

As he and the bandit move to attack Kail, Petra is already preparing her heal spell, taking a defensive posture. I don't know what it is, but all these bandits seem to have it out for him, she thinks hurriedly. Her eyes shift suddenly to Luc, who seems injured. Perhaps, she thinks, he'll need help more than Kail will.

S.A. Heal on Kail
Dice: Defense.
Action: None.

AP: 1
MP: 3
HP: 30/30

((If Kail takes no damage, then my heal will go to Luc.))

The end result is obvious as the Scum manages to damage Kail for 2 points, prior to both his and the Sorceror's instant obliteration at the hands of Radryn, Zypher, Luc, and Lucifer. The Sorceror never even gets his spell off, courtesy of Kail's stunning blow. Petra distributes a heal to both Luc and Kail, returning them both to full hit points. Lucifer bows to his master and departs.

Kail: 30/30
Radryn: 25/25
Zypher: 25/25
Petra: 30/30
Luc: 25/25

Party Pool:
AP: 5
MP: 1

Searching the Remains you find a Longsword and a Sorceror's Amulet. (+3 Magic)

Radryn and Zypher depart, under the guise of scouting the surrounding area for further danger. They may or may not return.

As you gather yourselves and prepare to head out the next morning you see a strange silhouette in the distance. As it draws closer, you see a tall man in gleaming, mithral armor. He stands about six foot tall, with spiked black hair and long sideburns. On his head he wears a strange headband which forms itself over the temples and forehead. From underneath the headband you see two purple orbs staring out at you, though they appear saddened by untold hardships. However, apart from his general appearence, the most notable characteristic of his person is the demonic looking sword in his right hand. Part of the sword handle stretches out and wraps around his hand and arm, finally embedding itself in his very flesh. The blade of the sword is black, the handle and hand guard form a demonic looking creature with its mouth wide open and full of razor sharp teeth. The mouth is at the juncture of the guard and handle. Two red arms spread from the base of the blade and grab it about half way up its length. The man takes another step forward, "Are you the ones he spoke of?"

"A peasent man came from the mountain pass, which is not far from my own enclave. Over supper he told me of the bandits in this pass. I used several herbs and salves to help his wounds, and while I worked he told me of the kind people who first helped him after he exited the trail. Though, I only recognize your description, Kail. The two pieces of information together only solidified my coming." Vincent looks at the other members of the party, a look of alarm crosses his face, "Good gods in heaven! No one died did they?!"

Petra spends an awful night tossing and turning, haunted by her dreams of shrieking, charred, bleeding lumps of flesh that were once people--people who had threatened them, yes, but only people! Just before dawn, she cries herself to sleep for the third time, only to be jolted awake by another person shortly after. They have to keep going.

Petra feels shaky, weak, and on the verge of tears following her sleepless night, and sits next to the wagon, head lying in limp hands, partly from exhaustion, partly from grief. She doesn't see Vincent approach, but she looks up when she hears him speak. Trembling, she gets to her feet as Kail'igen, apparently the party's spokesman, replies to him. Petra's dull eyes sweep over the man--and stop, widening, as they take in his sword. It's stuck in his arm! Like it's growing out of him! A fresh wave of horror washes over her as she recognizes it as a demonic object.

Shuddering, Petra moves behind Kail to block herself from this stranger's eye. She felt protected by the man and she took comfort in being near him. She feels too afraid to speak up, though, and merely huddles at his back.