Arid Spark

Melee

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

14

+13

Melee

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

10

+5

And damage.

Damage

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 2 launched of one d6 :

5 , 2

+9

Damage

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 2 launched of one d6 :

4 , 1

+9

The scorpion really doesn't look like it can take much more of a beating. It doesn't even have the strength to react to being stabbed now.
Zak to move.

I lay of hands myself... again.

Instead of attacking the almost dead scorpion, you heal yourself again. Then the scorpion attacks.

I think it's time for another stinger, don't you?
The scorpion raises its' tail in the air, and stabs at *Consults Swift* Zak! Guess Hiro did not hide you that well after all!
Zak, does this hit your AC? If so, roll me Fortitude.

Attack(+30):

Trollface carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

14

Oh, a 44 hits your AC when you aren't wearing any armour? Colour me surprised.

So, firstly, take damage(+6):

Trollface carried out 2 launched of one d8 :

1 , 3

And next, take Con damage.

Trollface carried out 1 launched of one d10 :

8

What does that put your hitpoints to (With the mod your constitution now gives, don't forget)?
Hiro to move.

Im not sure. Likely about 14

I...Cant remember what I was going to do when it was originally my turn. I know I was going to do something. Then something came up and I suppose I forgot and not enough people reminded me. Um.

I suppose I'll freak out a bit over Zak probably getting impaled by a scorpian, and uh, try to stay hidden? Im unsure if there's honestly anything much I can do to the scorpian right now.

You stay hidden in the sand. Orga to move.

Wait a minute...I think Orga is raging right now...and I have been forgetting to add his extra to hit and damage......
*head desks*

Orga pulls the sword from the wound, breathing heavily and again attempts to spilt the scorpions self in twain. As a touch attack

Melee

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

4

+15

Melee

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

4

+7

Thar be hits. Roll damage.

Damage

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 2 launched of one d6 :

1 , 3

+11

Damage

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 2 launched of one d6 :

4 , 4

+11

You raise the sword above your head and make a fast double swipe! Alas, your sword isn't long enough to cleave the entire thing in half, but you still split it a long way down the middle, your blade landing right between the eyes. The creature stands stock still for a moment, before its' left side slowly begins to slide, and it collapses to the ground, the wound hanging open as it does, and pussy blood oozes out onto the sand, causing an awful smelling puddle.

You leave combat rounds, and earn XPs!
Zak: 4K XP
Hiro: 2.4K XP
Orga: 1.4K XP

Orga flings his arms behind him and extends his wings, letitng loose a roar of victory.

AND LET'S SEE IF IT'S AS BAD ASS AS I WANT IT TO BE!

Intimidate

Sir Orgadude of Awesomton carried out 1 launched of one d20 :

11

+2

It is fairly badass. =P

I make a very weak moan and try to remove the stinger that is currently impaling me, gasping with the pain and sudden strain. "Good work." I manage. "Now, a little hand?"

Orga turns to the sound of Zak's voice, raisng his sword as if to strike before regaining his composure and ending his rage. He walks over to Zak and begins deducing the best way to go about removing the stinger.


What knowledge do I/can i roll?

You don't need to roll anything. Scorpion stingers don't detach, guys. *Blinks*

I was thinking that the scorpion hadnt moved its stinger after attacking me.

Since Im apparently not impaled, I manage to get to my knees, wincing and apply a delay poison spell to myself.
"How're we supposed to bring all of this back...?" I ask to no one in particular.

Because I'm feeling nice, the effects of this specific poison are removed by that. Also, because you guys deserve a break on this one. You kicked scorpion ass.

"If'n you cut awf a leg, Oi ken carry it back" He sheathes his weapon and shoulders his shield. "Or" he says, placing a hand under his chin as he stares at the corpses "We can cut a slab of the shell awf and put the meat awn it and drag it back"

I check the sun to see how late it is in the day.