and...
Turn 12: Oh, That Guy.
INIT_FOR_BATTLE
(Lahaco: 59)
(Johnny Nahmates: 62)
(The Burning Night: 77)
(Jase Bladeheart: 68)
(Sir Notspyxeno: 53)
(Blitz: 18)
(Alexis: 27)
(Clyde Johanson: 14)
(Chief Inquisitor: 42)
(Inquisitor 1: 80)
(Inquisitor 2: Dead by shock.)
The first inquisitor, shocked, moves at the little pink blob. (1 vs. 6+2) The spear strikes the ceiling, somehow.
(2) Yeah, the Burning Night is not getting up.
Jase turns to the Chief Inquisitor, as the one he was fighting is now dead- correct me if I'm wrong, and charges. (1) AGGHHH the mead- it's in my eyes! And he has a stomach ache. (4) He proceeds to attack anyway, at only a small penalty. (2+2-1=3 vs. 1-1) and... (3+2=5vs.6-1) The inquisitor parries with his spear. Barely.
Johnny Nahmates charges in! (2) The alcohol must be affecting him, as he falls on his head. Wait, he didn't drink anything. (5) That never happened. Ah well.
Lahaco promptly attempts self aid. (1... you probably wish you had your coin now.) BTZZZTTZZ=true. Now unconscious-or the robot equivalent. (6) His automated systems automatically absorb the javelin's energy and patch up the hole. Dangit. (1) The gain of energy from the javelin is minimal.
Sir Notspyxeno decides to go along with the game. (3) A shard of frost launches from his hand, (1vs.2-1) bouncing off the Chief Inquisitor's spear.
(5) "... well then." The Chief Inquisitor stands up, turns to Sir Notspyxeno, and attacks. (3-1=2vs.2) That barely missed. Sir Notspyxeno is getting antsy.
Alexis decides enough is enough. (2) He steps on a shard of glass from his staff. "... ow."
Blitz hics, moving towards the first normal Inquisitor. (6+2=8vs.5) Under normal circumstances that would have been enough. Sorry, not today. (6-2+1vs.5) Nevermind, it is enough-barely.
(No longer drunk)
Clyde (2) stays in a stupor.
((Dangit Blitz, now I've got to read about King Dedede. Incoming mini-epilogue.))