February 15th: Western Group, Rory, Ashakel, Tabran

Trenaran gives a battle cry and smashes her mace up against her steel shield and charges out, almost running into Tabran who is running as fast as he can in the opposite direction. Visible in the distance is an Elf Fighter, Elf Rogue, and Dwarf Rogue.

tab quickly sidesteps out of Trenaran way.

"i guess you heard the whistle?"

Spoiler:

The party has initiative.

Rory echoes Trenaran's battle cry with fierce gusto as he charges the Elf rogue and attacks, swinging the axe in one hand while the other is free.

Momentum builds in Rory's axe as he swings in an arc on the charge, hitting the side of the rogue. The weight of the blade cleaves deep into the Elf's flank right through, goring the ground as flesh rends open to reveal his innards and spine. The legs and abdomen fall forward as the upper half falls the other way due to reflex.

Trenaran and Ashakel quickly move together to flank the fighter, Trenaran smashing him with her mace and Ashakel bringing his greatsword down. The Fighter looks bruised.

Enemy's Turn:

The Dwarven Rogue throws down something, creating a loud plume of thick smoke near him.

The Elf, now visibly agitated, swings with all his might at the Centaur, wounding her twice across her legs.

Party's Turn Again:

"how sod we need one alive for questioning"

tab drops the bow and starts channelling a maxed out level 3 sleep spell at the Elf and hopes that Trenaran dosnt kill him before i can stabilize him.

"Ash, go to the left of the smoke!" Rory yells while circling the smoke to the right, attempting to get an angle to spot the Dwarf if it leaves.

The Elf falls blissfully asleep, thudding to the ground.
Ashakel, obediently, rushes to the other side of the smoke looking around for the rogue.
Trenaran, nodding to herself, shouts, "I'm going to help the northern flank!" and without waiting, charges off at top speed.

Enemy's Turn, Such As It Is:
Consequently nothing happens so back to

Player's Turn:

"Rory im going to need your chains for this guy"

tab runs over to check and make sure he will live.

Rory sighed, pulling the chains from his pack. "Ash, keep an eye out towards north and east, I don't want to lose this guy." He then runs 30ft toward Tabran, and throws the chains at his feet, turning toward the smoke to pan his gaze to the west and south, keeping keeping it locked in a sight peripheral.

Tabran starts chaining the elf up.

Tabran determines that his Elven friend will live, and has no trouble binding him in chains. Ashakel begins doing a slow, scouring search for their remaining Rogue.

tab starts looking over the elfs gear to see if he has any form of id on him

"we need to finish this up quick and help the others"

Disappointed that they had missed the Dwarf, but satisfied that they left nothing to chance, Rory headed over to Tabran to help him carry the Elf. "Make sure to close up his wounds, but let's not waste any magic more than necessary. He's still an enemy."

The Elf has nothing on him of note.