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Jacin's HP: 64/64

Jacin is attacking the General and her Entourage.

Jacin needs 15 to hit.

Roll to hit: 2 + 14 = 16, hits
Roll for dmg: (9 + 14 )/2 = 11.5 dmg

US CD: 4/5
BF CD: 3/5
PS CD: 2/3

Jacinthus turned his attention from the two large monsters toward the Obans that were charging toward them. His eyes narrowed a bit at the sight before he turned himself just so, lifting his bow, and let his arrows fall down upon the incoming enemies, "Think you are going to take advantage of the mess, huh? Not on my watch." Bunch of idiots if you asked him but no matter, they would deal with this group just as they had dealt with the vanguard and were dealing with the Arwa. In fact given the look of them, the more flashy armor and weapons they used, those must be more important soldiers. As such that might very well mean there was nothing else that was going to appear behind them.

The mere thought that this war might actually end was something that kept the Leaf Tribesman going, firing arrows into the crowd of Obans. If they could deal with them, what appeared to be those who were in charge of this whole ordeal, then it might end! It was an end that Jacinthus ached for. All he wanted to do was get back to normal life, taking care of his family and his village, hunting for dinner, simple things like that. Things that had been so rudely interrupted by these arrogant invaders. It might be a little mean of him to think but he was looking forward to seeing the looks on their faces when they were finally defeated. It was only what they deserved for thinking that they could appear out of seemingly nowhere to destroy the lives of people who didn't even know that they existed.

After they were defeated he'd leave it up to the elders to decide what happened to them. If it were up to Jacin he march them straight off a cliff for all the hassle and heart ache that they had caused him since their appearance. Shaking off such a thought his hand went to his quiver to retreive more arrows, preparing to attack the fancy looking soldiers again. He'd leave finishing the arwa off to the others while he started picking off the incoming Obans.

Samoset (SECOND HALF ACTION: COUNTERING ARWA 2)
Simple Bow Stats
HP || 15 (+2)(+1)(+15) = Total Hp: 23.5/33 -9.5 this round
Attack || 17 (+3)(+3) = (+6)
Defense || 10 (+1)(+0) = (+1)
Magic || 10 (+1)(+0) = (+1)
Speed || 23 (+4)(+4 ) = (+8 )

16 (+6) = 22 HIT
17 (+6) = 23/4 = 5.75 DMG done to Arwa 2

[RAAAA]

Ril's HP: 52/52

Ril is attacking the Arwa 2.

Ril needs 17 to hit.

Roll to hit: 7 + 15 = 22. hits
Roll for dmg: (12 + 15 )/2 = 13.5 dmg

DS CD: 3/3

Rilind glanced over his shoulder toward where Yaholo was standing, checking on the giant of a man before his attention went back to the large monster that he was fighting. Knowing that Yaholo was alright, still on his feet and unharmed it looked like, made Rilind happy. It also allowed him to continue to attack without any sort of abandon. He'd continue with what he was doing, making sure that all of his attacks cut deep. He was quick to race up the tail of the Arwa that he'd been battling with for some time, his twin swords lashing out from time to time, leaving deep gouges behind before he jumped down and continued to race along.

He was being driven by adrenaline, being given a bit of a battle high, but he could tell that he wouldn't be able to keep it up forever. His body wasn't completely recovered yet from the battle that had nearly killed him, the worst of his wounds in his shoulder was aching making it harder to continue to wield his weapons as well as he'd like, but he wasn't backing down. Not as long as Yaholo was still on the battlefield. After this though he was going to pay for all this racing about... but he'd just make Yaholo help him out was all. Not as though he wasn't too nice for his own good so Ril had a feeling that if he demanded help that he'd probably get it.

Flicking his swords off, cleaning them of the blood that clung to them he let his green eyes take in the entirety of the battlefield. Ahh, it would seem that they weren't alone. More Obans had showed up, and it was then that he found himself a bit more torn about his next move. He'd much rather continue to fight monsters, it was easier to deal with them, not to mention his stakes in the battle were a lot less then that of others. Damn, what to do...? He supposed once the monsters were dead he might have to follow Yaholo's lead. The big man was far more driven then Ril was, meaning that it would be best to do as he did, and then maybe this battle would finally be finished.

Makani's HP: 44/44

Makani's Spells:

Heal: 5/5
Life: 2/5
Lightning: 5/5

Makani is going to cast Life 1 on Samoset.

Life: Significantly heal yourself or team member.

(1 + 10)/2 = 5.5 points of healing to Samoset. (thank Bergchi Sam isn't bleeding to death)

Makani could feel it, that same familiar flickering of energy nearby... though this time it was from not one but two people, something that worried him a bit. What should he do? If there were two people injured he couldn't heal both... should he heal one now then cast a separate spell for the other? Would someone else heal the second person? He didn't like this sort of decision becoming his because when it came down to it he really wanted to help everyone. Not something he could do at the moment now could he?

Adding to his worries was something that was suddenly made known to him, the fact that more Oban soldiers had arrived. Before healing had been a lot easier because even someone like Makani could tell the difference between a human ally and a monster enemy. Telling the difference between two people though, that wasn't something he'd learned quite yet. Taking a couple steps back as he gathered his magic to him he found himself considering retreat. He couldn't very well continue when he couldn't even see who he was dealing with. What if he healed the wrong person?! So focused on this was he that he wasn't paying good enough attention which caused him to stumble over some battlefield debris and he went went down hard on his backside.

The collision with the ground made his spell go off prematurely, hitting one of the two injured parties, which he didn't know, and only seemed to help a tad bit. Hopefully enough to keep the person going he thought to himself as he tried to drag himself to his feet once more.

Rastian (Attacking Arwa 1)
Keen Staff Stats
HP || 38 (+7)(+1)(+15) = Total Hp: 61/61
Attack || 15 (+2)(+1) = (+3)
Defense || 19 (+3)(+2) (+1) = (+6)
Magic || 37 (+7)(+3) (+2) = (+12)
Speed || 28 (+5)(+1 ) = (+6)

Rastian is summoning Lightning! (Lvl 2 or whatever stage three people use)
Roll 1 is hit, roll 2 is dmg, roll 3 is chance of paralyzing (17-20)
A paralyzed opponent will be unable to move for 1 turn, but can still power up.

15 (+12) = 27 HIT
20 (+12) = 32/2 = 16 DMG to Arwa 1
12 - No paralysis

[NYEEEH, MONK SMASH?]

Ruelash – Ice Knight
Resistance, Zone 6: Attacking the Vanguard, Hanging out with Iroia



*Ruelash is attacking the General and her Entourage
*Needs 15+ to hit
*7+13=20 HIT
*10+13=23/2= 11.5 DAMAGE TO G&E

Ruelash was postively gleeful that the big beast was bleeding. "Ha!" he said. Not so tough now, are you?

Not that he cared. It was just so fun to stab it, and stab it, and stab it again. But it was repetitive, and - like a raptrix hearing it's food call - he turned, grinning, at the sight of more people.

More people to slaughter and slay.

"Welcome!" he laughed, diving into the group of Obans, his blades sharp and ready to meet them, already taking their next tithe of blood...

Biroki – Shifter Sage
Resistance, Zone 2:


*Biroki takes 9.5 damage from ARWA 2
*Biroki uses Fire lvl 2 on ARWA 2, GENERAL&CO
*Needs 18+ and 15+ to hit
*15+15=30 HIT on both
*1+15=16= 8 damage to ARWA 2, 4 damage to GENERAL&CO
*4 = NO BURN

Biroki gathered up heat as the Oban army approached. He cast a spell and, for a moment, the air around the Arwa and the Army became searingly hot, before fading.

It was a warning.

He glanced at the ice bolt, to see his daughter there.

Good. She was safe, at least.

But he wasn't: he raised his arms to block a blow from the Arwa's great tail, using his magical force to mitigate the blow. It still hurt.

"Ikkio" he called, "Get back!"