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Aeroz leaves Sheyra, there will always be time to get her later. He grabs the pot and makes a mad dash to the Mud Bowl. Once he gets just outside of the site, he draws one of his rapiers and runs over to the referee and explains the problem, showing the pot and the powedery residue. He then points to Urgal and the Halfling, and explains that they are possible suspects.
Aeroz only gets about halfway to the Bowl before he is intercepted by a pair of the halfling's flunkies armed with spiked clubs.
"Whoa, there, pointy! Where you headin' in such a hurry?"
Sheyra's eyes flutter open. "What's going on?" she thinks. She is lying down on the ground, soaking wet. She remembers accepting a cool draught from a friendly local, then sitting down to meditate before her next match, then it all gets sort of fuzzy ...
Aeroz takes a step back, and lowers his rapier slightly. He smiles politely and sways his hand back and forth while talking to the brutes, in the slowest, calmest voice he can muster.
"Well, I really wanted to see the semifinals for the match, and, you know, when you got to go, you've got to go. So I ran off and found a nice little spot. Then I realized that the semifinals were beginning soon..." Aeroz drones on as long as he can, keeping them as distracted as possible (bluff and diplomacy both +6). When he sees an opening, he lunges with his rapier at the nearest brute and takes a defensive stance afterwards.
[OOC: Rapier +6 (1d6+1 plus 2d6 sneak attack, AC after sneak attack : 23 (+3 dex, +4 armor, +6 total defense), Designating the one who didnt stab him as dodge target]
The thugs furrow their brows as they try to follow Aeroz's rapid fire babbling, but they seem to anticipate that Aeroz might not cooperate, so when Aeroz suddenly lunges at one of them with his rapier, they are ready. His target steps back, while his buddy swipes at Aeroz's head.
Aeroz ducks and turns just in time, and the blow glances off of his shoulder. He swings the bucket and pokes with his rapier to keep the thugs off balance as he carefully sidesteps around them toward the Mud Bowl. The thugs howl in frustration as they try to get past Aeroz's defense.
The commotion begins to attract some attention. The crowd turns from Boris and Urgal and starts pointing at the little fracas. Sedryn sees the halfling and Urgal glance at each other, then Urgal pushes past Boris and climbs out of the Bowl, heading toward Aeroz and the thugs.
[OOC: In the future combat scenarios, can I roll my own dice. The online one hates me for some reason and only gives me poor rolls and I have no reason to lie.]
Aeroz will draw his dagger and feign (My roll: 15+6, otherwise just +6) and strike the one who hit him with both weapons (Rapier: My roll - 18-1 Otherwise -1, Dagger: My roll - 6-1 otherwise -1) and continue his defensive fighting
[OOC: just a recap:
Bluff check 21
AC: 20 (21 dodge target)]
Sheyra shakes her head slowly as she rises to a sitting position, looking slightly confused. "Why am I all wet...? She asks out loud to no one in particular, standing up as she does so. She brushes off the dirt on her clothing, then stands there motionless as she tries to regain her focus. Suddenly, she gasps, then begins to dash towards the bowl, thinking one thing only- I'm gonna miss my fight!
Aeroz drops the bucket and draws a dagger from his belt. He engages one of the two flunkies and feints to the outside, hoping to create an opening, but the two thugs are so unsophisticated that Aeroz's ploy proves useless - they just keep swinging their spiked clubs back and forth as fast as they can, growling like beasts as they do so.
One of them manages to beat aside Aeroz's rapier with his club, but Aeroz counters with a quick arcing thrust and his main gauche pierces the flunkie above the shoulder. The man cries out, drops his club, and falls back clutching his bleeding shoulder.
Meanwhile, Sheyra has woken up and is sprinting (like the wind) back towards the Mud Bowl. She slows as she approaches the melee. She sees Aeroz engaged with the two brutes.
The rest of the party is approaching the fight from the opposite direction, drawn in that direction by the crowd. The villagers closest to the melee start chanting, "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Boris is left standing alone in the center of the Mud Bowl wondering what the heck is going on ...
Sheyra just blinks for a moment as she approaches the melee, slowing, but as she sees the entire situation she quickly begins to pick up speed again. She is attempting to get close enough to help Aeroz out by charging headlong into the melee, leaping upwards at the last second to attack the thug Aeroz is not attacking with a kick.
(OOC: Dodge is assigned to my opponent, charging: +2 to attack, -2 to AC. +4 to attack, 1d6 damage, 20/x2 crit, using unarmed attack)
Aeroz tries to feint again, but again the thugs lack of technique works in their favor and one manages to clip Aeroz's skull. A thin trickle of blood runs down Aeroz's face.
Aeroz's rapier and dagger make short work of the second flunkie, who drops to the ground clutching his abdomen. He then turns to face the other flunkie (who had been stabbed in the shoulder) only to see Sheyra send him sailing 15 feet across the grass with a flying side kick.
The fight is over. The gathered crowd yammers loudly trying to figure out what is going on. Some villagers crouch next to the injured men, stabilizing their wounds. The mass of villagers parts, however, to let Urgal's massive frame through. He glowers as he stands over the flunkies lying on the ground. The halfling runs up behind him, "What's the meaning of this!?"
"Whats wrong here?!? Sheyra just came out of drugging and when I go to report foul play, these two moron's attack me."
Aeroz hands the Pot with the residue to the Halfling.
"You and Urgal were looking farily suspicous during the tournament, all shady and such... Did you have anything to do with it? "
Aeroz Sheathes his rapier and his dagger. He looks at Urgal and the halfling with a dissapointed look, then walks off, looking for Miles or Roderic for some healing. While a good distance away, he spits on the ground and continues his serious/dissapointed look.
OOC: for a dude with only 12 hit points and taking on two opponents with little help, what kind of XP do I get out of that. And where's our meatsheild?
The halfling take the bucket from Aeroz. "I will definitely look into this. I won't tolerate any cheating in the Mud Bowl." He puffs out his chest and tries to appear authoritative.
As Aeroz turns to leave, however, the halfling continues, "Not so fast master elf ..."
"We have laws here in Ingdal's Arm you know, and those laws prohibit unprovoked attacks on local law enforcement. I'm going to have to ask you to accompany these gentlemen quietly." He indicates another pair of flunkies armed with clubs. (They look a little nervous.)
Noticing Sheyra he adds, "Oh, there you are young lady. What a shame you missed your match. You were doing so well before we had to scratch you from the competition."
The halfling turns back toward the Mud Bowl, closely followed by Urgal, who leers menacingly at your group then winks at Sheyra.
OOC: XP will be distributed the next time you get a chance to rest.
Aeroz shoots the flunkies a menacing look, seeing tha he already has instilled a sense of fear in them. 'Very well then, but I was simply defending myself. They came onto me in a threatening manner and I didn't know what else to do. It was pure self defense."
Aeroz follows the two men to wherever the may be taking him, but requests that Sherya acompanies him, to provide some evidence. If she cannot accompany him, then he asks for Miles'.
[OOC: Man you can just tell something bad is in the air. Oh well, at least if I get ambushed, I have some advantage, be it our resident secondary healer or our secondary Melee]
As Aeroz is disarmed and led away by the two "guards", Miles accompanies him.
Once the group of you are out of sight of the Mud Bowl, the two thugs are joined by two more.
Aeroz and Miles are escorted into the village proper. The thugs take a few turns, then turn into a blind alley. Suddenly, the thugs stop walking. Miles and Aeroz stand surrounded by the four club-wielding thugs.
"That's far enough I reckon," one says.
Another one chimes in, "Now I think it's time we show you how we deal with trouble makers here in Ingdal's Arm!"
OOC: Having not heard otherwise, I am assuming that Boris returned to be Mud Bowl for his fight, along with Sheyra and Sedryn.
[OOC: Does Aeroz still have his four concealed daggers? I am really hoping he does, cause at least he could hold his own. Now where is Lithandrill when you really need him, and it totally sucks that I can't sneak attack.]
[OOC: Yeah, but its only due to my Constitution penalty. Next level my HP situation should be remedied]
Aeroz crosses his arms, putting his hands on the hilts of his daggers in his sleeve. If the thugs take any agressive action Aeroz will draw his daggers and fight defensively. He will keep his eye on one of the thugs (dodge target).