Finding his footing upon the barricade, Talton once again grips his holy symbol firmly in his hand. Gritting his teeth and steadying his calm he waits for the horde to get as close as possible: then bellows into the wind torn night,
With that he thrusts his hand forward toward the advancing undead and unleashes the power of Pelor upon them.
With a flash of silver light the creatures start crumpling to dust in front of him.
Turning: all within 60’ starting with closest
lvl check (d20) = 14
dmg (2d6+4 x 1.5) = 21HD worth of undead
greater turning = all destroyed
(2 of 5 turns left)