As Daniel moved toward his companions, Adrien tossed his hatchet at the enemy fighter. And he didn't miss.
Hit: 92+10+5-8 = 99
Hit roll: 78, hit!
Dmg: 10-3 = 7dmg
In the meanwhile, Derick assaulted the 'heavily-armored' archer. Barely cutting him.
Hit: 112+10-14 = 108, autohit!
Dmg: 8-6 = 2dmg
And then suddenly Koch screamed in pain as the firebolt that was flung by Henry began searing his face. Fortunately for himself, Koch managed to die quickly from that.
Hit: 101+10-8 = 103, autohit!
Dmg: 11-1 = 10dmg
Seconds later, the mercenaries, and two remaining bandits, could hear the gallopping. Lo and behold, a group of no less than fourteen horsemen rode from the north-east, amongst them few bow knights and even a troubadour. The cavalier in the front raised his heavy, iron blade at the wounded Archer before he and his comrade screamed 'We surrender!' in unison.
"Hmph, take those men and tie their hands. We will interrogate them. Allright, you others! I'm Captain Torres of the Kesselring First Cavalry Unit. Pleasure to meet you! I reckon you're the mercenaries that our beloved Lady Prixima hired. Sorry for this mess - our troubadour will heal you up. Any greviously wounded amongst you?" Torres offered his smile as his men rushed to help the mercenaries, and to tie up the two remaining archers.
~~Prologue Complete!~~
((Let's now go to OOC thread and indulge ourselves in some sick leveling, aww yiss V:))