Game: Meet Me in Phandalin

As she takes the brunt of the big goblins hits she gets a glimpse of Valius getting taken down and the wolf rushing to its master. "You little...Arrr!" The words wont come to her. She attacks the wolf, cleaving its skull. She turns to the dirty, hairy goblin. No words are said and none are needed. The fury in her eyes is enough. This beast is dying with its pet, today.

She takes a step in at the beast and smashes it with her shield causing him to take a step back. With a yell and a slash she opens its stomach. The creatures entrails spill onto as it frantically kneels on the ground trying to put them back in. She thrusts her blade into is hands pinning them to the ground with handfuls of itself. It wails in pain and she covers her ears. When it finishes she smacks it in the face causing its head to snap back and her sword to come out. The thing falls on its back and Mel leaves her sword. She thrusts her shield onto it throat and leans on it. "Allow me to introduce you to Gruumsh." With that she lifts her shield and smashes it 1...2...3...4...5...15 more times until its head has rolled away.

With sweat dripping she drops her shield and runs over to Valius. She places her hands on his body and quickly speaks an incantation. His wounds cauterize and his life is sustained.
HP:3/10
AC:18
Spell Slots: 0/2
Healer's Kit: 10 uses left
Blessed 1d4

"Um.... Hey Sis?..... I think I saw the bugbear just move.........." Ruthann calls over to her before searching the bugbear for loot.

She gives her brother an evil eye. "At least I got the job done. We need to wait for Valius to wake. No sense getting ourselves killed." She drags Valius' body into the wolf den to the far corner. She sit between him and the den opening and opens a ration. "I'll watch the door, you watch the rubble." Her eyes focused on the den opening.

With a small puddle of blood beneath her that has dried some. "No, don't be ridiculous. You're the only fool that would allow that." She averts her eyes as she speaks, hiding her emotions. Her tone fails at contempt and sarcasm while concern and worry take over.
She hands him some of her rations then gets up and to stay guard at the den entrance while Valius rests more.


HP:6/10
AC:18
Spell Slots: 0/2
Hit Dice: 0/1d8
Rations:1/2 Days
Healer's Kit: 10 uses left

Noticing the blood where Mel was sitting, Ruthann makes his way over to her and starts examining her. "You're hurt! When did his happen? At least attempt to clean the wound!"

As Ruthann tries to examine her she starts batting his hands away, just like a sister. "Blast'd. Leave it. I already did what I could. It requires more than we have now." She glaces back to Valius and whispers to her brother. "How is he?"

Ruthann looks at her with an expression that's hard to read and then glances over at Valius. "He seems to be in one piece still, but he should prob take it easy until he can get a good rest. Maybe try NOT getting torn apart by any more wolves."
I'd better keep an eye on her until we can get back to town. I'm NOT losing another sibling!

Cast Light on my spear again.