Ragged claws tearing into his back, the orc-blooded man on the path of self-perfection turned with a single swing leading his body. He acted before the horrendous creature could react, clobbering the beast square in the side of its head. But this time, as they spun together haphazardly from its reckless charge, the momentum carried with the overgrown monster taking away the power of his blow. When Gorosk came to strike the rat again, already was it reeling backward, feet tearing at the ground as it slid beside him and out of his reach. It hissed at him, dark eyes backlit by the glow of the lantern an the torch one of the prisoners' lot had kept bringing with them, throwing on the ground each time danger revealed itself.

Tracan's rage, however, manifest itself from the lingering electricity into the air into out and out flames. With a strong imaginary draw upon her bow, the static in the air was snuffed out with a snap and grew into mental fire. A bolt of flame shot from her fingers as she guided the shot like she would an arrow, a sudden blast of pointed fire hitting past the monk and impacting the rat. It screamed, for lack of any better word, in terror at the fire and likely startled Gorosk by the second of two random appearances of what seemed to be magic from the elf. Elves were magical beings, of course, and shots of magical fire or lightning were none out of the question, but this was strange; the intense heat was more powerful in mind than it was flesh, perhaps why the rat was more mortified and panicked than it was before.

Winding back with his hammer, sweeping around him defensively, one of the young ratlings was clipped by the lip of its steel head. It staggered for a moment, shaking off the delay, only to see its immediate demise. Beaumont's eyes fixed with its own as it drew a breath and tried to lunge but it was too late. Before it could register, the man's blow pierced its skull with a thrust, killing it instantaneously and perhaps with the most mercy in any one strike delivered this day. The point of the blade penetrated past, striking the cool, damp earth now wet with blood, and the paladin withdrew without issue, exhaling sharply and repeatedly, taxed by the chaos of the fighting. Quentin looked to him briefly, wiping the sweat out of his own eyes and where his perspiration clung to his now matted hair, only to see his chance; one of the two remaining rats turned to face the other human, only for it to be pulverized in a cracking blow by the fighter who nodded to his compatriot. What it had avoided in Vah'lux's axe strike, it did not in the warhammer's wrath.

The last rat, of the smaller variety, shrilled louder and in panic. Its feeble clawing, biting, thrashing came at all of them as best it could yet each time it failed. It would end here in this dark, dank burrow, likely without ever having terrorized the land above - a rarity in this dark green realm. The huge rat, despite this, gave one final effort and found terrible purchase in its frenzied fight for survival. Claws, teeth, thrashing, it beat and bloodied the lone man by it within an inch of his life, sending him reeling to one knee before he almost collapsed. This frontier, this so-called [i]Savage Realm[/i] was merciless and brutal, and holding on by a thread as he was, Gorosk knew that better than most first hand now.

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Beaumont instantly overkills one of the least rats, dropping it dead. Tracan uses her [i]Wild Surge[/i] to empower an [i]Energy Ray[/i], this time fire, and badly wounds the last large [i]dire rat[/i]. Quentin de Bray kills another small rat, leaving only one left. It attacks but fails to hit the killer of its second to last cohort. The large [i]dire rat[/i] scores and confirms a critical hit against Gorosk, dealing 6 points of damage, this leaves the monk at exactly 0 hit points.

Gorosk is now disabled until he reaches 1 or more hit points or goes to -1 or less and goes unconscious, meaning he can only take a single standard action each turn. If he takes any action but a move action, he suffers 1 point of damage and drops to -1, going unconscious, after performing the act due to physical strain. 
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