The oracle opened the door, and Temurdai stepped through with weapons drawn, flanked by the grotesquely misshapen alchemist and followed by the oracle. Across the room from him a decaying, four-armed humanoid began to scream and spit curses, brandishing a sword in each hand. He cautiously circled it as the oracle closed distance, keeping it at a spear's length.
As it moved on the oracle, he dashed across the room, effortlessly tumbling past the unliving beast's swipes and coming up spitting mad and slashing, blade sparking on blades. Covering fire began peppering the beast from the archer and musketeer, as the oracle chanted and Temurdai began to grow.
The undead turned on him, attacking with the strength of the unnatural. Temurdai turned the first strike aside, but the second tore into an old wound, the third split his arm from shoulder to elbow, and the last cut his legs from under him. He fell, bleeding and unconscious.
In moments, the oracle was forced to withdraw. The musketeer's gun failed, and the alchemist was forced to take a risk. He threw a bomb at the creature, but it flew wide - landing bare inches from Temurdai's unconscious form. The blast took his torso.
Pathfinder. RIPepperonis my barbarian, thought I'd write up the mild comedy of errors that can cause a 2nd-level barbarian to die in two or three turns. 4d6+6 is some grown man damage.