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Phaedra Post 14



HP: 10.3 - 6.25 = 4.05

Attacking Alkidike Mob

6 + 8 = 14 (miss)
20 + 8 = 28 (No DMG dealt)


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She was surprised when she felt the refreshing feel of being healed. Phaedra didn't think there were any healers in the area. She had assumed that they were all by the healer's tents. Though she guessed it was a good idea to have a few among the battle to keep soldiers up and running. Phae quickly became grateful to the person that had given her a bit more to go off since she was then attacked again. Even though she was attacked right after the healing she was still on her feet at least! And so Phaedra attacked the alkidikes yet again. Unfortunately she missed as the woman she was going for leaped out of the way of the sharp points on her weapon.

V'demhe Post 15



HP: 15.25

Attacking Alkidike Mob

17 + 8 = 25 (hit)
1 + 8 = 9 / 2 = 4.5

Alkidikes take 4.5 DMG
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After missing the last time she grew a bit angry and managed to simply bash one Alk over the head with the hilt of her blade. It might not be much but it would at least make the warrior dizzy for a spell. V'demhe moved through the crowd doing her best to keep her blades from actually harming anyone.

Full Attack
To hit: need 18: 11+7=18 HIT~!
Damage: (13+7)/2= 20/2= 10 damage to Mob

HP: 14.5-6.5=8


Mynshaka Post 14 Attacking Mob (1/2 this round)

Now that he was at least able to keep Oltia by the other earthlings, he found it easier to control her.. maybe because she wasn't getting as hurt as much and thrashing about. This meant he could finally use his lance to do more than block; he could attack back. He did the best he could, but wielding the heavy weapon was putting a strain upon his shoulders and arm... It was a lot more exhausting than he'd expected! But the ex-slave was used to exhaustion and plowing through it.

HP:: 37.5-6=31.5
Need an 18 to hit::12+15=27 Hit
Damage: (6+15)/2 = 21/2= 10.5 damage to the Mob

Rayolun post 16 :: Attacking the Alk Mob (1/2)
Rayolun was tired, but not as exhausted as he'd been in the last battle.He was perhaps better off than a lot of the warriors, especially the younger ones, he noted.

"It'll be over soon.. one way or anther." He muttered to himself. He could almost taste the end... and hoped that his side had more older experienced fighters on their side who could outlast the mob before them!

Full Attack
To hit: need an 18: 6 +13 = 19 HIT
Damage: (3+13)/2 = 8 to Mob

HP: 40.5-6.5=34

Vollerei post 16 Attacking Mob (1/2 posts this round)
The leaders were too far away now, Vollerei found herself surrounded by the younger generation.. all of them in far worse condition than her. But then Vollerei had been through several wars and knew how to hoard her energy instead of fight at full strength from the start. She smelled and end coming.. and she hoped that her Sisters did not win.. but also that they were not slaughtered. I wonder if there's any way we can drag them all back home and.... I don't know.. keep them there or something? She sighed as she grabbed a spear coming her way and jabbed it backwards so the shaft hit its owners stomach. No, that wouldn't work.. they would just spread their poison until this happened again...

Virain is RETREATING towards the healers tent and attempting to dodge.
HP: 15.5-6.25 = 9.25

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His opponent was tackled by another lithe looking shifter that was bleeding heavily and didn't seem to care about his wounds. Grief and anger tightened their features and was what kept their strength up. Or at least made it seem that way. Biting his lip Virain turned and ran, his fears confirmed. He was no fighter, his skills weren't worth a damn when it came down to it. He could barely fight off the one lone alkidike who'd only hit him twice. He could feel the places where blood was starting to dry, tacky and itching in his clothing and on his skin.

But he wasn't going to flee like some coward. He turned back towards where the healers were set up. If he couldn't fight then he'd fall back on the skills that he'd been taught all his life. Huh, look at that, his parents had done something right when they raised him.

Neibet: Noncombat Post

Neibet was busy fending off her own set of attackers, and as much as she tried, she wasn't able to break free of the group that surrounded her, cut her off from Aselia and the other sisters. Taunts flew from both herself and her opponents, mainly from her as she verbally sliced into the group for being cowards. Both for attacking during negotiations and for ganging up on her with no one able to watch her back. They were at a standstill at the moment, until one of her sisters managed to break into the group and scatter them enough that Neibet was able to gain some distance from them.

She was bleeding from several nasty cuts along her arms and sides, but she hardly felt the pain. Where was Aselia?!? She'd been swallowed by the combat and was now separated from the person she'd sworn to protect.