The Oasis

[The_Wanderer]

Cyril scrambles to his feet, quarterstaff now brandished in front of him and watches in horror as the bloodlust overpowers Tuurma. He begins backing away carefully, not wanting to be the next target.

[Karaunios]

Akhilleus jumps towards the Amazon trying to tackle her on her charge towards the monk.

Bonus for strength, if applicable.

Attack roll [1d20+1]=2+1=3

Glorious.

[Bluetongue]

Valkrina

Is busy with the "Give us a T, give us a U". oblivious to the actual disdain of the crowd to her cheerleading for the group as they watch the action unfold. When she realises her rally performance is ignored, she exits stage left, rather quickly intending to join the crowd.

Then she sees the charge and and wonders if the metalica clad woman has reached the 'frayed ends of sanity'. She must be stopped, to protect herself as much as others. With no weapon suitable to restrain her except a flute whose discordant tunes quelled the wild dogs, the bard invokes her Mesmerise skill once more.

[Tamerlaine]

Starts making a new character…

Im cool with whatever happens. If Kang makes it through the attack he will use his 50’ move and lead her away from everyone till she runs out of hillbilly octane.

[Rex]

Drest

"That is one way to save the croc hide."

[shaidar]

Xenos curses as he sees Tuurma turn on Kang, and curses himself for his spell choice.

Seeing Akhilleus move to tackle the berserker he joins him in trying to bring her down:

"I am going to regret this..."

Tackle:
To-hit [1d20+3]=1+3=4

[The_Wanderer]

Akhilleus
Attack roll [1d20+1]=2+1=3
Glorious.

Xenos
To-hit [1d20+3]=1+3=4

Keystone cops.

[Bluetongue]

no, actually those rolls are just perfect. The more you all miss means that my spell to calm her can take effect if she fails a saving throw I think, but if you cause her injury it will negate the spell effects.

[OGRE MAGE]

Starts making a new character…

Im cool with whatever happens. If Kang makes it through the attack he will use his 50’ move and lead her away from everyone till she runs out of hillbilly octane.

This was a great post!

The hillbilly octane comment is hilarious!

And I appreciate you being a good sport about it all.

[OGRE MAGE]

I think we are just waiting on the three attacks rolls from Tuurma.

I will figure this all out once I see if I actually need to or not.

[sastaz]

Oh, sorry! Misunderstanding, was right here waiting. Coming right up!

[sastaz]

Tuurma

Bastard sword THACO 19: [1d20+4]=9+4=13, dmg (1H/2H): [1d8+4]=8+4=12/[2d6+4]=9+4=13

Bastard sword THACO 19: [1d20+4]=9+4=13, dmg (1H/2H): [1d8+4]=8+4=12/[2d6+4]=10+4=14

Bastard sword THACO 19: [1d20+4]=4+4=8, dmg (1H/2H): [1d8+4]=5+4=9/[2d6+4]=7+4=11

It's our lucky day! Or I hope Depending on Kang's AC...

[Rex]

He is a low level Monk.

[sastaz]

Okay so our hope is more or less divine intervention. It has been known to happen!

[Rex]

It has and I am rooting for him, but that is doubtful to help.

[sastaz]

Last minute hoping for that "Valkrinas song gives her -3 on the attack rolls this round" revelation.

[OGRE MAGE]

A Bard's Mesmerize ability is ineffective against allies or companions unless they have become hostile towards the Bard herself. Also, it wouldn't be effective against the Unbreakable Willpower of a raging Berserker, who can not be subject to fear or charm type effects while raging.

A Serious Threat And Mess
The Oasis
11:16am, Cloudy, Dry

The ashen skinned Berserker sneers and growls as her rage starts to wane, the blood now dripping down her face and armor. Unfortunately, she has just enough energy remaining to enact a horrible vengeance towards the two so-called friends who try to stop her from killing one of their own during her sheer absence of common sense.

Valkrina stops her cheering once she sees the looks of horror on the faces of the nearby slaves. She plays her flute for them, getting even more strange looks from the dusky-skinned locals who now keep their distance not only from the horrific destruction of the crocodile, but also from the bizarre flautist.

Akhilleus makes an overbearing dive towards the woman, falling down in the sand in front of her. She stops just long enough to swing at the fighter, smashing her bloody sword off his thick armor without causing any physical damage. Next, she strikes out at Kang just as he decides to turn and run away. Her blow not only makes contact with the bald headed foreigner, but cuts the man so deeply that it nearly kills him outright. Kang falls unconscious to the dry sand, bleeding profusely, and about to die unless aided by one of his frightened friends. 14 points of friendly fire damage

Tuurma is just about to slam her final stroke into the guts of the downed Monk to finish him off for good when Xenos dives in next. The Warlock mistimes his lunge and also falls at the feet of the raging Amazonian, drawing her ire as a third target. Instead of running Kang through, she smacks Xenos with her final blow, inflicting no damage to him through his armor, but finally dropping her sticky blade to the sand in complete resignation. Her eyes roll back in her head, making her already macabre visage all the more frightening to behold. Breathing heavily and unable to speak after the uncontrollable rage, she kneels in the bloody sand, saying nothing to defend her latest actions against her own group.

Actions?

Valkrina AC:7 16/16 FF/H
Cyril AC:8 1/5 CF/CLW
Akhilleus AC:4 32/32
Drest AC:7 16/16
Tuurma AC:3 13/13
Xenos AC:6 12/12 CT/CT
Kang AC:7 -6/8 Unconscious and Bleeding Out

[shaidar]

Xenos

"Watch her!" he says to Akhilleus, before trying to stop the monk from bleeding to death.

[sastaz]

Tuurma tumbles over, panting heavily, and remains half lying on the ground beside the bloody carcass. She wipes her eyes, mouth and nose with the back of her hand, doing nothing to clear the blood and gore away from her face, since she is all covered in it from head to toe. It looks though like she finally regained her composure. She blows her nose. Or throws up, unclear which one. She glances sideways towards the bleeding monk, suddenly freezing.

"Kang? Kang!"

Was sorta satisfied with my previous phrasing, so reused part of that.

[The_Wanderer]

Cyril makes his way along the beach, eyeing Tuurma. "Azathoth LOVES you, my dear." He then turns his attention to Kang and presses his palm on the man's chest, saying a few words in an indecipherable language.

Cast Cure Light Wounds

Spoiler for Kang only, assuming this is enough to stabilize the man

You feel a tentacle slide up your throat and through your mouth