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[Tawa]

"Sorry, Ilev, but this one is close-range."

Run around 1 to get behind 2 and next to 4.

"Good night, you ignorant metal-swingers."

Sleep at 1, 2, and 3.

Guilhayl glances toward Ilev.

"No offence."

[My Name is Immaterial]

Guilhayl Aber, Mutt, Iley Nuaugamkea and Aela Entaria:
(AOO: Fail) (Will: Fail, Success, Fail) Ducking under a sword swing, Guilhayl dashes to flank the opposing team's fighters, and, with a wave of his hands, drops a swordsman and the spearmen. (1 and 4)
(Attack: 16+1, success, 7+1 damage) Mutt, after shifting so that the Goliath's bulk does not interfere with his shot, takes aim at the last swordsman, and with a clean shot, drops him too.
(MM: 3+1 damage) Her original target on the ground, Aela slings her spell at the last foe. The force bolt connects, and the crowd goes wild.

Healers dash out with stretchers and quickly and efficiently spirit your foes away.

All:
As you file out, a rather shady looking man hands you each a bag of gold, saying it's your share of the bets. You can't help but notice that he's sitting on a very large chest and that he's not very happy to give you the money that he 'earned'.

Once again given your competitors' names and your time slots, you break for lunch, which you cover from your winnings, which you count to be almost 50 gold. Riding the adrenaline high, you skip the research of your opponents.
You may receive a single casting of Cure Light Wounds, if you want.

Guilhayl Aber, Mutt, Iley Nuaugamkea and Aela Entaria:
This time, only two fights are occurring at the same time. But you still focus on your foes, two heavily armored swordswomen (1 and 2), a robed and unarmed man (4), and another man with bulging biceps and almost no clothing, unless you count the giant axe, easily taller than most of you (3).
They seem to have made some changes to the arena.

Legend:
- is empty space.
| is a five foot stone pillar.
0 is a five foot deep trench.
X is a place you can occupy.

Spoiler: Map (click to show/hide)

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X'ithzol:
Across the trenches, you square off with an elf, lightly armored, and equipped with a bow. As soon as the referee blows the whistle, you leap into action.

Legend:
- is empty space.
| is a five foot stone pillar.
0 is a five foot deep trench.

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[Criptfeind]

Sure, I'll take a healing.

Anyway, I figure I might as well take one of the two middle squares and move up to that chokepoint by the pillar as soon as possible, I'll try to hold them there hopefully using the pillar as cover as you guys take them down? Hopefully this time I can stop them from from closing in melee with our people who can be taken out in one hit.

If no one objects, I'll take center left starting spot.

[My Name is Immaterial]

Sure, I'll take a healing.

You receive 9 HP.

[Tawa]

Heal? Naw.

I don't really care where I get placed.

[GiglameshDespair]

I wasn't injured. I want opposite of the massive barbarian dude.

Mutt's action: Overchannel Fire energy ray into the barbarian

[SaberToothTiger]

PTW

[Harbingerjm]

As you file out, a rather shady looking man hands you each a bag of gold, saying it's your share of the bets. You can't help but notice that he's sitting on a very large chest and that he's not very happy to give you the money that he 'earned'.

X'ithzol recovers his sling before leaving the arena.

You may receive a single casting of Cure Light Wounds, if you want.

"Save your resources for when they are needed, I am unharmed."

X'ithzol moves 2 squares North (10ft), 2 squares North-East (25ft), 4 squares North (45ft), and 2 squares North-West (60ft) using 2 Move Actions.
Hopefully the Elf will panic and do something to trigger a Longspear AoO here, though I'm not holding my breath.

[My Name is Immaterial]

Guilhayl Aber, Mutt, Iley Nuaugamkea and Aela Entaria:
Aela takes the right most spot and Guilhayl takes the left most one.

Sword B/2 begins to move up the center, but stops at the end of a trench.
Mutt advances to take a shot at the axeman, firing a beam of flame from his finger, that leaves him exhausted. (Mutt receives 4 damage, To hit: 11+1, success, 4+1+1+1=7 damage)
In response, the lion-cloth clad man screams in rage, and vaults the first pit in a standing jump, but when he makes to jump the next one, you see him disappear into the pit, up to his. The crowd roars with laughter, and wielded by a warrior with a red face, the axe swings harmlessly at your legs.

Spoiler: Initiative (click to show/hide)

Sword B/2: 20
Mutt: 18
Axe/3:15
Guilhayl: 14
Aela: 13
Sword A/1: 11
Iley: 8
Robes/4: 3

It is Guilhayl's turn.

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X'ithzol:
As you advance, the elf spies a look at your face through the cloth surrounding it and spits in your direction.
"I have been trained to hunt and kill monsters like you. I'm going to enjoy crushing you." He fires an arrow from an impressive longbow, (Fail) and steps back. But not before you take a swing at him and he dodges backwards. (AOO from ranged into melee, 11+3, fail)

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[Tawa]

Get in closer to Mutt, but don't run. Stab at any foes close enough. Gotta save my magic.

[My Name is Immaterial]

Guilhayl Aber, Mutt, Iley Nuaugamkea and Aela Entaria:
Guilhayl advances, making room for Iley's charge forward, but notices an opportunity. He charges the axeman, and (16-1+2, success, 6-1 damage) cuts deeply into their chest.

Spoiler: Initiative (click to show/hide)

Sword B/2: 20
Mutt: 18
Axe/3:15
Guilhayl: 14
Aela: 13
Sword A/1: 11
Iley: 8
Robes/4: 3

It is Aela's turn.

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[AlleeCat]

Cast Mage Armor on Iley. He could probably use the boost in armor.

[My Name is Immaterial]

Aela Entaria, Guilhayl Aber, Mutt and Iley Nuaugamkea:
As a blue force field surrounds Iley, and the last swordsman advances.

Spoiler: Initiative (click to show/hide)

Sword B/2: 20
Mutt: 18
Axe/3:15
Guilhayl: 14
Aela: 13
Sword A/1: 11
Iley: 8
Robes/4: 3

It is Iley's turn.

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[Criptfeind]

I'll charge swordsman 2 and attack him with my longsword.

[Harbingerjm]

X'ithzol:
As you advance, the elf spies a look at your face through the cloth surrounding it and spits in your direction.
"I have been trained to hunt and kill monsters like you. I'm going to enjoy crushing you."

"Have you indeed. Do you even know what I am, Elf? I suspect not. But to join the Hunt, to track down and destroy the abominations of the mind, I must fare well in this tournament, and that means defeating you.
5 Foot Step North, Attack with Longspear.