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"Cut off its head, of course we need to cut off its head! What did you think I mean't!"
Reaching into her belt she retrives the two daggers she carries, swords won't do this, far too dangerous for the Mage.

"Sim, we'll save you, don't worry. Martin, bag, head. Bjarg, hold on to it. I'm going to stab it behind the head."

She'll bring both daggers down on the snakes head. [ooc]Thaco 18, roll 13 / 11, dmg 4 / 3 [/ooc]

*One of Esse's daggers cuts between the scales of the snake, doing 4HP of damage; while the other dagger was deflected off the scales. This angers the snake and causes it to start winding its body around both Sim and Bjarg. This movement is enough to release Snickerpuss; allowing her to fall to the ground next to Sim's body.*

"Wrongway - grab the tail! Caveman and I are working on the head. We'll unwind it from both ends at once.

"And Cat-Food - get clear, little friend. It wouldn't do for you to get stepped on."

Beillion moves and thwacks at the snake! (( 18 To Hit )) Alas, he knows nothing of the damage that such a weapon might inflict. He strikes at the hopefully helpless snake. He targets the head if possible. "Going for the head!"

Snick drops to the floor and scampers away from the fray, near the wall but not far from Sim. She can sense Sim's magic building but is uncertain as to the results. She looks about for a way to help but can see non. She feels helpless, her concern for Sim growing.

Esse screams, mostly in frustration, a damn snake... Snakes were almost as bad as spiders.
"Oh, then I'll do it!" She shouts, skirting around the others she grasps the Pythons tail, lifting it up from the ground [ooc]Esse can lift 190lbs, that should lift a hell of a lot of this snake[/ooc]

She'll lift the snake from the ground, walk backwards and try to stretch it out, freeing Sim and Bjarg
Smiling she motion to Martin "Is this what you had in mind?"

*Beillion's attack slashes the snake's hide, doing 6HP of damage.*

*Esse, not realizing the reaction a constrictive snake will make upon being "man-handled", tightens its coils around Sim and Bjarg, doing 3HP of damage to each.*

*The pain of the constriction causes Sim's wild surge to erupt. A shower of beer begins to fall upon the comrades....and the snake, making it very slippery to grasp onto, or hold.*

"And it's cheap domestic beer, too," Martin mutters. "Oi! Talks-To-Cat-Food: next time you do this trick, do you think you could conjure up some single malt uisge?"

Looking at the beer, Martin has a brainstorm - well, okay, maybe a light drizzle, but an idea nonetheless. Reptiles are lightweights when it comes to alcohol. He'll use the small sack to sop up as much beer as he can (if it's a shower on a stone floor, that should be a decent amount) then squeeze the beer into the snake's face, aiming for its jaws. If he can get some in there, it should disorient and discourage the snake from attacking, making it easier to uncoil.

Esse gives up trying to grab the snake at this time, all she knows of snakes is they are horrible creepy things.
"Jester, what are you doing? This is no time for drinking..." She pauses, laughing, "Actually its the perfect time, but we have to kill this thing!"

Seeing Sim and Bjarg in pain she attempts to uncoil the snake from the stricken members, she'll squeeze her arms around the snake, (which should be easy as it is slippery) and pull.

[ooc]I'm going to try and use her strength, to uncoil it or at least loosen the snakes grip, she probably isn't strong enough to uncoil it. PHB "Bend Bars... for feats of extreme strength" So here we go. Bend bars 10%, Roll 5. (can't believe that myself). That should at least loosen the snakes grip.[/ooc]

Sim shouts a warning that sounds more like a strained gasp. "Construct! Not.... normal.....snake!" *gasp* "The eyes!"

Snickerpuss, meanwhile, darts from beneath the falling draught threatening to drown her.

Beillion strikes at the eyes in response! (( 17 To Hit, *le sigh* )) "I don't suppose there is a command word around here in the paintings!" He calls out.

*Beillion's attack on the snake's eyes is only deflected by the hard rubies, but causes enough of a distraction to loosen the snake's grip.*

*Sim, being smaller than Bjarg, slides out. There is enough room for Bjarg to get out also, but that would mean he would have to let go of the snake's head. However, that would also give the snake the option of either biting at Bjarg, or turning its attention to Esse, who is holding onto its tail.*

*The beer, that Martin has been forcing the snake to drink, is not getting it drunk, but giving it a rather foul taste to its senses. Its tongue flickers out, bitch slapping the jester.*

Beillion growls out loud. He shouts. "Who wants this sword? I seem to be doing very little with it!" He steps back and offers it to the warrior types as he prepares to cast a healing spell. "Besides, I am about to do some healing."

"Throw it my way!" Esse shouts over the commotion, a little put out that her amazing feat of strength failed [ooc] Because I didn't explain it well, and it was ignored. Oh well...[/ooc]

Edit by LWW: If you had noticed my part of the post where I had described the length and weight of the snake, you'd understand why. Page 12.




She'll let go of the tail, that's pointless, instead she'll strike the snake on the head with the Ruby hilted sword, going for its eyes. [ooc]Thaco 18, Roll 12, Dmg 5[/ooc]