DrK Crimson Throne IC

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Winifred moves quickly racing to the door on northern side of the room behind which she can shouts of alarm (the central set of doors) and pulls a wooden locking bar across. Although it may not stop a determined assault it should slow anyone else down. Behind her Andrei looks into the room and whispers a cantrip, figments of chamon and ulghu knitting together into grease that excretes from the hilt of the cleaver as the fatter of the two men loses his grip throwing the cleaver into the corner of the room wedged beside the offal locker.

Its bad timing for the fat man as Cassian is there, the Falacata swinging and slicing a deep gash across his leg leaving the man cursing angrily. Their elf companion is fast, gracefully vaulting one of the salt filled barrels to deliver a stinging blow to the chest of the weaker looking man but he is wiley and manages to duck back darting behind the table leaving Ciraneoth's blade slicing into the table. Karralo (the thinner man) spins looking around carefully as he adopts a defensive stance and slices at the elf. Meanwhile the fatter Parro swings for Cassian with massive meaty fists and the trained blows of a professional thug! THe younger man manages to ctach the elf on the leg, slicing through leather and skin to leave a nasty gash but Cassian is able to avoid one haymaker and take the other savage cross to the face on the small buckler

At the door there is a crash and voices, "Parns, open the door you oaf," and a louder more commanding "YOU fools someone is in there, smash it down"

Spoiler: OOC

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Karralo
- parrying stance
- Attack Ciraneoth (1d100)[8] TN 44 (1d10+4)[6]

Parns Cassian unarmed
- Attack (1d100)[60] TN 46+10 (streetfighting) = 56 dam (1d10+2)[6]
- Attack (1d100)[31] TN 46+10 (streetfighting) = 56 dam (1d10+2)[5]