JohnM Struggled back to his feet, managed to dislodge his scimitar from the stones, and then concentrated on fending off any rats in his vicinity. (Total Defense, +4 to defense)
Seeing the icky ratblood on his sword, Ice opted to follow JohnE’s example and brought a crushing boot down on one of the scurrying nasties. The rat was patiently waiting for the big human to make his move, however, and made a horrendously loud squeak that caught Ice unawares. Ice wavered just before his heel came crashing down on stone, bringing tears (of pain) to the knight’s eyes. (ATK: rolled a 1)
Bex fires multiple bolts again, but the little (rat) bastards are too dang small, and too dang quick.
The remaining rats darted off into the darkness from whence they came.
JohnE grabas a retreating rat and swings it by the tail and chucks him into the nearest wall(Attk23: Dmg:8) killing it.
;;; What are you going to do now?
Ice frowned a bit at the thought of leaving Splug defenseless. “I’ll carry him around,” he offered. “It isn’t too much trouble for me anyways, and he could still be of use to us. Who knows, maybe he’ll feel indebted to us once he regains consciousness. If not and he decides to run off again or attack us, I’ll personally wring the wretch’s neck.” Ice then searched Splug’s inert form for any hidden items/weapons before hefting the gobbo up in a fireman’s carry.
“Alrighty, off we go then.”
PPD: Monday 5/7/12 @ 7am MST