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Motsognir was totally sapped. Out of breath, he grudgingly pulled hiimself to his feet, and knowing there was nothing he could really do, he tugged on the human's sleeve and muttered, "Fuck 'em up for me, boy."

Commander's Strike: Argumentus to Zombie H

Motsognir cleverly avoids having to do any more work by having Argumentus do all the fighting for him.

14 damage, Zombie H destroyed

Argumentus, Brigid, Gabriel, Bob, Zombies, Motsognir

Argumentus's adrenaline-fueled rampage maintains its retarded momentum.

Argumentus strikes Zombie B cleaving into Zombie J

It's the zombie that would not end. yes, he goes on and on, my friends.

Righteous Brand on Zombie D again, with bonus to Argumentus this time if he's going to keep attacking two guys at once
Healing Surge

hammer in the mornin'
hammer in the evenin'
all over this dungeon

16 damage to B, destroyed
4 damage to J, destroyed

Brigid finally drops the persistent Zombie D, and stops to catch her breath.

6 damage to D, destroyed
Brigid's HP 7/7

Gabriel, Bob, Zombies, Motsognir, Argumentus, Brigid

The dwarf simply took a deep breath, slid to his right and delivered a nasty downwards hack at the zombie's shoulder. As he's done talking.

Healing Surge
Shuffle one square right
Bolstering Strike on zombie A

10 damage to Zombie A, destroyed
Gabriel 28 (2)/8

Mop it up, Shin

Bits of zombie were scattered across the room as the horde went about the business of chopping them up. A couple were left standing so I aimed another burst of flames at them, hoping to end this little encounter once and for all.

Scorching Burst between the zombies and one square north so as not to friendly fire anyone

The remaining zombie keels over in a smoking heap, and at last the battle is over.

1600 XP! (320 XP each). Additional action point awarded.

The dwarf wandered off and picked up his throwing hammer, pausing to kick the dust that was the wight he'd burned to the ground with kord's power earlier. He took the opportunity to get the lay of the room and get his bearings after the chaos of the conflict. In the mean time, he set his axe on his shoulder and struck a heroic pose while the camera zoomed around.

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Motsognir wiped his brow, leaned against the nearest wall, and spent a whole lot of healing surges.

heal to full

With his adrenaline wearing off, so does the hitpoints.

"Ugh, me no feel good."

Argumentus searches all of the rooms for trinkets and food, especially food.

Motsognir 28/1

Tucked in a tin under a moldering bedroll, Argumentus finds a single stony biscuit. How long has this lonely biscuit lay uneaten? It is a mystery forever.

The dwarf took a wander up and to the left, looking to examine the room from whence zombies doth shuffle.

I'll take a look around the SW room, for neat shit or secret doors or what have you.

Also healing back to full health. Forgot to mention that part.

With our enemies vanquished, I sat down on the floor to catch my breath. Once refreshed, I picked myself up and had a nose around the room, looking for any indication of why the undead had been stalking these halls, keeping an eye out for secret treasure, doors and so forth.

Healing surge back to full health

Now pleasantly healed, Motsognir followed behind Gabriel, thinking that if Gabe made an important discovery some of the party might confuse them.

Argumentus gnaws on the biscuit for a while, unable to penetrate its crusty outer shell.

Dissatisfied, he takes a nap and heals up.

Brigid's HP 25/4
Argumentus' HP 39/9
Bob's already at full health

Searching the officer's quarters, Brigid discovers the etched outline of a secret door on the west wall.

While a great deal of military gear is scattered about the three rooms, it's all thoroughly rusted and useless. The dead troops had been waiting here a long, long time before the party's unannounced visit.

"Woohoo!" I yelled, "Secret doors, how EXCITING!".

I was always a sucker for secret doors and ran to where the child had found the outline of a door, looking for the opening mechanism.

I get out of the way while the garish city-woman commences with scrabbling at the door I found. If she wants to do my work for me, that puts my mind at rest. I'll just look around for loose debris or rocks I can use with my sling.