<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick Battlefield Survey, Start of Round 2</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fort Drak is on fire, rendering all 44 orcs (including the Guard Captains) present <em>one shot kills</em>. They are targetted as a group rather than individually, though you may specify going for the captains.<br/>Steelsmiter is facing 2 mooks and an unnamed sergeant<br/>Loriel is facing Sergeant Drak<br/>Cynthia is facing 36 orc mooks and 4 severely wounded burning Orc Captains of the Guard</div></div><br/>Current initiatives are<br/>Loriel 21<br/>Steelsmiter 19<br/>Cynthia 10 (unless you opt to reroll, but since you're separate from the two named individuals, I'll go ahead and act for them)<br/>Opponents 10<br/><hr/>Loriel smiled the smile of a true master of their field as she saw the strong body of Sgt. Drak. "Just think, all that strength training will prove useless against the razor edge of the finest swordmistress in the Ironwood." an upward strike, a flip through the air, downward spin, swipe, swipe stab... the orc clutches his chest. Three arrows sprout from his back as 10 each of Archers, swordsmen, and pikemen emerge from the woods to the north, along with 20 rogues.<br/>Starsoul successfully initiated an ambush on Sergeant Drak!<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The setting sun falls on the back of the eastward Orc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Loriel Starsoul rolled: 1d20, adding 16to the total<br/>Comment: Good Morning and Good Night<br/>Result: 19,<br/>Total: 35</div></div><hr/>"Haha! Where's your men now Sarge?!" Brannock chided. "What say you to a quick surrender? No one has to know." The orc snorted "I will never surrender to the likes of you!"<em>Very well then,</em>Brannock thought as he brought his hammer down with a loud "Whump!" sound... to the left of the target "damn..." Steelsmiter cursed