Svartalfheim

Kull trys to withstand the bull rush unarmed check (if i hit) 1d20+6 dmg roll1d3+5 then strength check 1d20+5

Kull sticks an arm out and steps to the side as he is rushed. He connects, coat-hangers his opponent who instantly falls unconscious!

"THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE!" cries the dwarf. "Two challengers from out of town are into the next round!"

Here we go, this is getting serious now. Through some odd way of scoring rounds that makes no sense (Reithic, the dwarf running this thing is a little drunk), the following wrestlers remain:

1. Kull
2. Elec
3. Reithic

"ATTENTION WRESTLING FANS!" shouts the dwarf. "As I am the reigning champion, these two fierce warriors will need to square off against each other to see who will have the joy of battling me for the PPPRRRRRIIIIZZZZZZEEEE!!"

He holds up a bag of gold coins, containing the 3gp entry-fee of each entrant; for a total of 18gp.

Elec with the higher initiative will make the first move against Kull.

Kull looks at elec and says: ah now i get to see how strong your really are. He procceds to grin at him and awaits his attack.

"Bring it on" Elec, still feeling confident after his previous victory. He rushes at Kull again, hoping to end the fight as fast as he can.

Strength check
1d20+2

Kull, make an attack roll, damage roll, and strength check.

Kull confident he wont lose against a half elf so he acctually is kinda impressed that elec trys to beat him
Unarmed check1d20+6 unarmed dmg 1d3+5
strenght check1d20+5

Hragg has finished his ales and eyes Kull's ales thirstily. He grabs the first of the half-orc's and slurps noisily. Too, slow, Kull. He thinks to himself, a smile on his face.

Hragg nods to the remaining three ales. "Hilda? They're getting stale. Help yourself."

Hilda merrily begins drinking whatever ale is in front of her, completely unaware of who ordered what.

Kull manages to catch Elec on the instep, headbutting backwards to catch Elec's chin. Elec, you have been dealt 6hp non-lethal damage, leaving you with probably one more hit from Kull before you're unconscious. Kull has stopped your bullrush. Kull it is your turn again.

Arlette gasps, "Don't kill him, Kull!" she yells out, concerned that this strong orc will forget his power and accidentally kill the elf. She had grown quite fond of both of them and didn't want to see either of them lose, let alone end up dead.