The executioner was coming at Rosalie with murderous intent. She blasted him with her spell, causing him to duck low to dodge the magic burst.(Dex Save [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25273]16[/url]) It would have worked as well, had she not had prepared another spell precisely to foil him! (Dex Save [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25274]11[/url]) This causes him to stumble right onto the path of the spell, blasting him and others around him with magic dust! While this doesn't really do him any harm, it does provide enough of a distraction that it would allow others an opportunity to harm him. But who here would possible try to do that?

Why, no other than those who are likewise stuck in this predicament as Rosalie of course. While most of the bound puppets were still hurling curses and insults at both Rosalie and the Executioner, one was inspired by her words and found the strength to break their bonds! (Strength Check [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25275]20[/url]). Once freed she rushed towards the executioner and grappled with him, initially having some difficulty but thanks to Rosalie's magic she was able to get the upper hand and wretch the sword out of his grasp! (Athletics Check to Disarm [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25276]3[/url]/[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25277]20[/url], Opposed Strength Check [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25280]8[/url])

However the executioner wasn't defenseless yet. He pulled out a dagger hidden from his boot, and stabs the puppet! (Dagger Attack [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25281]13[/url], Damage [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25282]5[/url]) It was hard to tell if this was a deadly blow or not due to the Puppet's inorganic body, but it seemed to heave as if it was hurt. Still the puppet was standing long enough to fight, distracting the executioner from being able to focus on Rosalie for now. But she must hurry, before the grey elf could finish off the puppet and return his attention to her!

Initiative: 
15 - Rosalie
13 - Executioner (Healthy) (Faerie Fire: Attacks against him are at adv)

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A few of Julia's bolts flew at the butcher, who raised his massive blade to deflect the projectiles. Of her bolts, only two struck, the second one splitting against the butcher's blade. One bolt sliced through his shoulder, a painful wound, while another landed in his belly. Despite the injuries however the butcher did not seem down yet. If anything he seemed even angrier. 

Julia's attempts to jump to safety would fail her as she trips over the heads of a few puppets who didn't get out of her way. This would cause her to stumble back into the puppet swarm, on her feet but now mired in the crowd. The butcher charged at her, pushing the puppets out of his way as he brought his massive blade up. He slashed down with all of his might at Julia, swinging his blade with enough strength that it cracked the ground. (Butcher's Blade Attack [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25283]11[/url]/[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25284]16[/url], Damage [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25285]9[/url]) But it was also partially buried into the ground, giving Julia a chance opportunity to attack him while his defenses were lowered. But would she risk trying to engage him from up close? Or would she try to put some distance between herself and this madman?

Initiative
10 - Julia 
9 - Butcher (Injured)


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The aristocrats were about to skewer Maxwell when he called forth his absolutely volcanic rage. Their blades didn't even get a chance to touch him before the four nobles were engulfed in flames, their porcelain bodies cracking from the heat and shattering to pieces, before being burnt to ashes. (Con Save [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25265]6[/url]/[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25266]16[/url], Con Save [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25267]20[/url]/[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25268]2[/url], Con Save [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25269]14[/url]/[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25270]3[/url]. Con Save [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25271]6[/url]/[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25272]7[/url]) The flames caught onto the table, burning the cloth and spreading the fires even further. The puppets began to run from the place, going in every direction away from Maxwell.

However things weren't going to end so quickly. Soon from one of the side chambers a flood of more servant-like puppets appeared, yelling about how the butcher has gone mad. Additionally, Maxwell could hear the heavy stomping of something big and armored approaching, likely tougher than what those aristocrats could bring. He could try and face them here, or chance his luck seeing what those servants were running from. 

Initiative
18 - Aristocrats (A: Dead) (B: Dead) (C: Dead) (D: Dead)
14 - Maxwell

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Meanwhile in the dungeons below, a certain young man would break free from his prison, only to find himself pursued by a large and dark shadow! In the heat of the moment, he would see a weapon and take it. Upon grasping this weapon Junwoo would feel a presence join him by his side. But instead of the darkness that was seeking to end him, this presence was more of an ally, a friend. A massive knight armed with an equally massive sword, ready to fight by your side.

[color=goldenrod]"You were always meant for more than living in the shadow of your family. Whatever you do, do it because you want for yourself. No more being pampered and dolled up for someone else amusement. Your life, is now shaped by your hands! I am thou, thou art I. Let us show these villains a good time, shall we?"[/color]

Instantly Junwoo's mind was filled with knowledge and experiences that he never had before. The instinct to fight, to move and use equipment he may have never seen outside of a movie or museum. Now he worn a set of chainmail armor, and had two swords, a longsword at his hip and an even Great Sword on his back! But he had to hurry. The shadow was here now, and it wasn't going to let him go so easily.