Part 1C: Bread and Circuses

[elgatocello]

You can hear the crowd booing and cheering on the poor men out there fighting for their lives. Looking through the slats in the gate separating you from the battle site, you can vaguely see the remains being cleared out of the arena as workers comb the sands of the Colosseum to prepare for the next battle. You cannot hear who won in Uric and Brunno's battle.

The gates open as the audience cheers and an announcer calls out, "...And from Gate Two, we have two newcomers to the arena!"

As you pass through the threshold onto the sand, you feel slightly tingly. Your aches and pains have disappeared.

Niall and Jess roll initiative

[Juniper]

[dice=20]+1[rand=233446685156657129400773861731330371375744348372846567479289497732]

[irishmagician]

(Initiative = [dice=20]+0)[rand=44516285970998152010318102468991802860636653230629744234210228937]

[elgatocello]

"Ladieeeeeeees and Gentlemaaaaaaan! Welcome to the Royal Colosseum! We have another wonderful little match for you today! Continuing on our theme today, we have another 2 on 2 on 2 match!"

Trumpets blare in a ceremonial fashion.

"On the North side, we have the team from Compound One!
On the East side, we have the team from Compound Two!
On the West Side, we have the team from Compound Three!

Wish them all the best of luck!"

A gong sounds and you see the other two teams begin to act.

The group to the northeast of you seems to have their act together a little bit more than the group due east. They double move clumsily in their shackles. The group to your east attempts to work out some sort of system.

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Attachments:

[Juniper]

Dex Check: [dice=20]+1

Jess murmurs under her breath, eyes on the sword. Suddenly its strange balance seems to correct itself, and a flicker of power moves up the blade, making it shimmer as through it were a much better weapon. She flashes a grin at Niall: a full-fledged one, making her face light up. "Just one more thing," she says, then returns to her casting with a murmured word and defensive sweep of her energized weapon.

Concentration Check to cast defensively:

[dice=20]+1+4 INT+4 Combat Casting

Electricity seems to flutter down her arm, and a small ball of lightning curls itself into her palm, tickling Niall's arm on its way. "Ready," she tells him, and the wind behind her rushes out in a determined gust, lifting the sand before them as it goes.

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[irishmagician]

(Dexterity Check = [dice=20] + 0)

Niall barely registers in his mind the sound of the gong indicating the start of the fight. His jaw and hands clenching, Niall's mind races through the tenants of his faith, in a vain attempt to keep the blood-red rage from consuming his actions.

Just are those...

They flash through his mind, one after the other; each faltering slightly against the building rage. "..Just one more thing..." The woman chained beside him is doing something; shouldn't he be doing something now as well?

Just are they who....

"Ready...," he hears, coming from beside him. It is all he can do to barely restrain himself from lunging, uncontrolled and insane, forward to rend the opponents in the arena limb from limb. But then, like the clarion call of a bell cleaving through silence:

"Just are those who uphold the law, reaping the transgressors from the face of this land!"

This prayer roars forth both in his mind and voice; resounding with power as it bursts forth over the din of the crowds. The power and virtue of the tenant wipes clean Niall's mind, drowning the rage in a sea of serenity. Its divine virtue sounds in his mind, indicating that justice need be served to those in the arena this day.

(Niall activates Judgment (Destruction) as a swift action, to add +2 to damage rolls)

(Concentration Check, defensively: [dice=20] + 0 + 3)

(Niall casts Guidance on himself)

He turns to Jessamine, cracking his knuckles. "Come, little one. Let us go to them." he says, all emotion suppressed from his voice and features; pointing towards the nearest approaching group and readying his fists in preparation for combat, preparing himself to attack the left opponent in the group.

(OOC: I'm ok with moving as Juniper described in the post below)[rand=470908941055854942687470662507211640463354500363800641684765372]

[elgatocello]

"Hm...It seems that Team Two is having a lot of difficulty getting going! Let's hope they can muster up the courage to pull through!"

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[Juniper]

Jessamine moves toward the northeast team, accompanied by Niall. Unfortunately, the disparity in their heights makes it difficult for both of them and they are unable to quite reach their targets.

(unless Sean protests, just move us as quickly as possible to the NE team.)

[irishmagician]

Niall follows Jessamine, the chains at their feet clanking as they make their way towards the NE team.

(Waiting on you Gato ^_^)

[elgatocello]

"And we have drawn first blood here at the games as Team One takes vicious swipes at the other two teams! The young elf from Team Two took a nasty cut across the arm, but he is still kicking! Woah!"

Attack against Jessamine

[dice=20] + 2

Damage

[dice=6]+2

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Attachments:

[irishmagician]

Niall calmly sidesteps the blade of the opponent that attacked Jessamine, and punches him in the face.

Attack: [dice=20]+4

Damage: [dice=3]+6, non-lethal dmg[rand=712419074028730435924525093287230593367768451571469959845552220941]

[Juniper]

Reflex save: [dice=20]+1

Acrobatics check: [dice=20]+1

Jessamine bares her teeth in confusion. Her spell is itching under her skin but she ignores it, choosing instead to simply swing her sword at her closest opponent. [dice=20]+2, dmg [dice=8]+6[rand=14681575686131898842805351281065695713949512448896922575947026797]

[irishmagician]

During the brief lull after blows were exchanged, Niall gives the opponents on Team Two an intense stare; as if daring them to attempt to interfere with his battle with Team One.

(Intimidate Check: [dice=20] + 9)[rand=9391953680709946883535027578432524737356303428079955273146935808]

[elgatocello]

"What is this?! Team Two is backing away?! Whatever is going on down there, Team Two wants no part of it."

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Attachments:

[Juniper]

Perception: [dice=20]+1

Jessamine holds her ground, warily considering her opponents.

[OOC: Sorry for no posting but our router/modem nuked itself and I haven't been online much.][rand=348318196755424971785049858881724356167322399488839665556825838882]