{Sansuki jumped to acting in round two, although Xarces is actually still in round one. This is fine and normal if only one or two people are left to act, and especially if (as in this case) Xarces is actually not with the main group at the moment}.<br/><br/>A Poison Dusk snaps at you – and somehow catches the arm of the Blackscale he's astride, sinking his fangs deep into the larger lizardman's flesh. The Blackscale's eyes snap open, but there's little<span style="font-style: italic">rationality</span>in them. His arms shoot closed around the smaller lizard, biting deep into one arm and simply<span style="font-style: italic">snapping</span>the other, whilst his fangs snap tight entirely around the Poison Dusk's head, blood fountaining from his neck, dripping from between the Blackscale's serrated teeth. Whether they're struggles or twitches, they're of no concern to the half-mad Blackscale, whose throat takes the smaller lizardman's head in a single swallow, and swiftly gulps down the rest.<br/><br/>The Blackscale Adept swings wildly at you with its club, as you dash past, but the strike goes as wild as the one against its Blood Skeleton kinsman. With fire and agression you tumble, leaping upon its back, your arm barely escaping an unconscious snap of its jaws. Then your blades bite deep into its shoulders. Blood sprays, and the Blackscale moans as it collapses before the Blood Skeleton. In death, it seems far less fearsome than it had a moment before.<br/><br/>“Release the creature,” the Poison Dusk begs. “You must release the creature!” The Blackscale he'd succeeded in rousing nods, bleary-eyed, and staggers towards the Girallon's cage, fumbling for something within his pouch. The acid-spattered Poison Dusk backs with him, guarding the still disorientated Blackscale from attack. The Girallon, driven mad by the bloodletting and the slaughter of the lizards who've trained it, rages against the bars of its cage. But its furies quell at the approach of the Blackscale, key in hand, glinting in the firelight.<br/><br/>“Come<span style="font-style: italic">on</span>you. Miserable. Bucking. Blackscale,” screams the remaining Poison Dusk, in Draconic, as he frantically pounds the Blackscale's chest. The Blackscale rolls, and vomits, but as he does so the Poison Dusk is already taking to his clawed heels, sprinting with determined speed for the temple {as I understand it, this will trigger Gwahir's held first-round action. Gwahir will still be able to take a second-round action afterwards}.<br/><br/>Still to act round one: Xarces<br/>Acted round two: Alizome, BS2, BS1, PD2, PD4<br/>Still to act round two: Girallon, Jules, Linda et al, Aethon, Xarces<br/>Damage: PD2 6<br/>Dead: Blackscale Adept, PD1, PD3