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    Round 4

    Combat has well and truly begun.
    Spoiler: OOC:
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    You can act on round 4, but use reason when determining your actions. What you do will happen while the following is taking place. Perhaps delay initiative until after Lucas and this guard?, and act as per a normal round of combat?

    Either way, roll initiative, and let's get this train wreck a-rollin'!


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    initiatives
    (1d20+2)[7]Crofton
    (1d20+2)[8]G1
    (1d20+2)[17]G2
    (1d20)[11]G3
    (1d20)[9]G4
    (1d20)[15]G5
    (1d20)[4]G6

    possible attacks:
    Crofton: (1d20+5)[13] perception
    (1d20+5)[8]
    (1d20+5)[23] (25, x3)
    (1d8+3)[7]
    +(2d8+6)[18]?

    bow G1:
    (1d20+5)[9]
    (1d20+5)[12] (25, x3)
    (1d8+1)[8]
    +(2d8+2)[8]?

    if necessary:
    (1d20+3)[6] to reverse a grapple

    or draw falchion and:
    (1d20+3)[12]
    (1d20+3)[16] (21-23, x2)
    (2d4+1)[4]
    +(4d4+2)[16]?
    Whatever it is failed horribly.

    All other guards: 1 move action to rise, and 1 move action to draw weapons (no armor, except G1, G6, and Fighter)


    What? The man turns to face you, and sees you in the dim light. At the sight of your raised javelin, he turns to run to the fire, yelling TO ARMS! -UGH! Lucas' javelin catches him solidly, eliciting a grunt and slowing the guard greatly. WE'RE UNDER ATTACK! To me! Lucas closes to melee, and the guard drops his bow and draws the large sword over his shoulder. He attacks the rogue, but misses badly, his aim hindered by the recent blow.

    The four guards at the fire rise quickly, actions more a result of instinct and drilling than any awareness. None are armored, and all of them take a moment to root their weapons from the piles beside them. One pulls another bow, one pulls a sword and shield, and the other two retrieve polearms. An armored man bursts from the big tent, with a bow in his hand and a wicked looking flail in a sheathe over his shoulder. He peers into the darkness, and sees his guard in melee with Lucas. He fires at Lucas, heedless of the risk of firing into melee, but does not hit either of the men. He does, however, call out several orders. Blast it all! Get to it, men! You're trained for this!