You hit with your main weapon, but again it doesn't seem a critical wound, you dagger doesn't land a hit, fortunately the creature doesn't manage to sink his fangs into you this time.

The next round you fail to land a hit, but both the scimitar and fangs hit you, but you don't feel the ill effects of the poison.

You take 6 hp.

You continue to fight as the waitress screams, the bartender dissappears out the back door.

You hit again with your filement, and take a minor cut with the scimitar, the fangs miss you.

You take another two HP.

Suddenly the creature bolts toward the door.

Ransel reaches quickly for his belt and takes a pack of caltrops. He jumps toward the door and tries to throw them infront of the escaping creature.

The creature slows down to avoid the caltrops as he heads toward the front entrance.

Ransel sees the caltrops had the desired effect and in the time given he takes out his shortbow and quiver to aim at the creature.
OOC: If I can, i'd like to fire. If the creature gets out of the room, I'd like to try and jump over the caltrops or though a window to continue shooting a it. It's night(right?) so I'm not bothered by passer-bys.

You hit the creature with one arrow, but then he is out the door. He doesn't seem weak from the wounds he has recieved so far. You get outside and put one more arrow into him as he dissappears in the distance.

Cienden is on the floor, very near death, the poison has lowered his constitution to the point where his wounds are life threatening.

You hear guards approacing at a run, the barkeeps voice is with them, complaining.

Ransel gritted his teeth and loosened the bowstring with another arrow. He takes a look at his wounds and tries to hold the bleeding while he is walking back to the inn. Before entering he yells laizily at the approaching mob to slow down. Dropping down to his knees he starts picking up the caltrops and examining the ones the monster stepped on.

The guards run in the direction of the creature, the barkeep heads back into the inn.

None of the caltrops were stepped on.

"Is this guy dead?" you hear the barkeep say.

Ransel looks in the inn and sees Cienden lying on the floor. He gets up with a wince from the pain and walks over to the elf. "Are you alive?" and then turns to the rest of the people in the inn "Can anyone help!?"

OOC: Am I even conscious? I figured by now my character would be at 0 HP or into the negatives.