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Posted by: Rusty Wed Jul 05, 2006 7:52 am
((...))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jul 05, 2006 8:17 am
Gilliam turns to Sorel before he can touch the cyborg. "What?" he asks, gruffly. Sparks still fly from his frame in places as his form regenerates. What looks to be liquid metal edges along the breaks in his plating, slowly rebuilding the armor.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jul 05, 2006 8:30 am
: "If you're well enough to travel, I believe we may be moving on. The battle is ended."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jul 05, 2006 10:59 pm
"Then let's get on with it," Gilliam says, getting up.

Posted by: Cyrus Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:42 am
Gail looked to their leader as Sorel went to collect the cyborg, taking out a small cloth from her haversack as she spoke. "We'll be moving again soon, then?"

Posted by: Aldur Thu Jul 06, 2006 3:05 am
Kria continued to fly, Circling around people at random, giggling insanely all the while.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jul 06, 2006 5:18 am
"Not quite yet," Dicem said. "This ambush wasn't exactly good for our power reserves, what with fighting that damn monster earlier. I wouldn't mind someone scouting outside a bit to let me know whether or not we've got more trouble waiting, but unless there are objections I thing setting up camp in here would work rather well."

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:03 am
: The lizardman cocks his head at Dam. "Malsvirlexi," he says in Draconic, the name translating into common as Evil-Speaker. He finishes with a simple "Kill demons" as if the answer were that simple, staring at the rogue curiously.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:14 am
"You know, it'd be so much easier if he spoke something more common," Dam muttered, "like Common..." Then, sighing, he turned back to the newcomer and said in draconic "What I meant was, where are you going now? We're headed to town later, but we might be resting here tonight. You're free to join us if you want; safety in numbers and all that good stuff."

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:20 am
: "Join? Tribe?" He continues to stare with that glassy-eyed expression, a vacant grin on his face.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:22 am
Sorel looks over Malsvirlexi's head, to Dam. He doesn't understand what they're saying, but he can hazard a guess. : "Personally, I think we should gut the little snake and stretch his entrails over the ruins as a warning."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:54 am
"... Sorel?" Dicem asked, raising an eyebrow. "You think I should kill him and be done with it?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:57 am
Sorel's expression is impassive. : "Suffice it to say, Dam Dicem, that I am putting into practice a lesson I have learned, from you and from others. It is a disgusting, distasteful lesson, but not precisely evil or wrong." He stares down his leader. "Kill him."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Jul 06, 2006 2:30 pm
Kayla watches Sorel and Dicem as they exchange words. Though she is no stranger to death and killing, the fact that Sorel would say such a thing shocks even her. The rogue puts a hand lightly over her mouth. "He's...not serious..." Kayla murmurs to herself.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jul 06, 2006 3:32 pm
"Gail, come with me. It's obvious we need to have a little talk with out elderly friend here, who's obviously going senile," Dam said, muttering everything past 'me' under his breath. Once off to the side he said "I don't suppose there's anything wrong with him, is there? No evil possessions or anything of the like?"

Posted by: Cyrus Thu Jul 06, 2006 5:08 pm
Gail's eyes widen in shock as Sorel begins his tirade, but as the exchange continues, her face turns to confusion. What sort of warning would it serve? Lessons he's taken from the others? As the druid finished his speech, Gail's face lit up with understanding, and at Dam's question, she shook her head.
: "It isn't possession, Mr. Dicem. If it was that, he'd surely be acting more callous and hateful, perhaps even attacking us openly if the devil was so inclined. However, it is as Kayla says; he isn't serious."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jul 06, 2006 5:11 pm
"In the future, I think you should leave the lying to me, Sorel," Dam muttered, before making sure Malsvirlexi was out of earshot. "Anyway... what's with all this? If you have something to say, say it."

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jul 06, 2006 10:12 pm
Coventry arches an eyebrow, then as the three leaders step back, he leans over to the lizardfolk and whispers in draconic, "The elder wishes to kill you as an enemy, the woman of the chief wishes to welcome you to our tribe... The decision rests with the chief." He nods, "I am a shaman healer of the tribe, I have yet to make my decision."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jul 07, 2006 12:02 am
Sorel follows the leader out of the earshot of the others, and then speaks frankly. : "You cannot say it doesn't strike you as ridiculously convenient that as one of our number leaves, another rises almost immediately to take his place. Surely you, of all people, see the glaring possibility that he is a spy, or a tracker, either of the Devil Army or of another faction. After all, what is slaying a few of one's own to a devil, if it offers a furtherment of their goal. It struck me with further convenience that our friend knew not the Common tongue, or professed not to; it would be the perfect guise for a spy, one that allowed its leaders to talk freely of plans seemingly over the head of the suspicious newcomer." He sighs, a long, ragged sound.
: "This is, at face, why I do not think him a spy. It is too nakedly, foolishly obvious to be so." He looks first into Dam's eyes, and then to Gail's. "I am sorry, if I caused you any undue stress, but I assumed the fact that these words tumbled from my lips would be proof enough that I meant not what I said. I am still wary of him, especially of his suspicious non-knowledge of Common. But I do not believe he is an immediate threat."

Posted by: Aldur Fri Jul 07, 2006 1:27 am
Kria landed and walked up to the lizardman, giggling a little, and waved. She smirked, speaking in Sylvan to the Lizardman. "I'm Kria. That's the doctor. He's crazy. Like, loco. And do you like bangles?"

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:21 am
"This is getting weirder and weirder by the day, and that's from a talkin' rat who's in a circus," Langston said. While the others continued their conversation, Langston began poking about the walls of this particular room of the ruins for traps and anything else that stood out of the ordinary. So far he couldn't understand whatever the lizard was spitting and had done what duties he was assigned.
((Search Roll 18 + 10 + 4 = 32))

Posted by: Cyrus Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:36 am
Gail shook her head as Sorel wrapped up his explanation, relieved. : "It is fine, I think stress is quickly becoming our constant companion. I'm more worried at Dam's accusation of possesion..." She looks at Dam with a half-hearted glare before she sighs. "But I guess it's just a sign of what we're really dealing with. I don't fault you for thinking of the possibility, sir, it merely...worries me that you came to it so quickly."
Pausing to gather her thoughts, Gail looks to the evil-speaker, only to scowl as another evil speaker whispers to him. Great...what's he instigating now? Turning back to Sorel and Dam, she continues.
: "As for Malsverlexi, I believe he is being truthful about what he's said. He's said he's a hunter, and his prey are devils and demons; that much is obvious, even without his words. The way he just tripped into our group was...suspicious, but that's the odd part; if he was a spy or a tracker, would he be so clumsy as to just stumble into us like that? Wouldn't they send something they knew would not be caught, if they truly wanted to spy on us?" She looks to Sorel, then to Dam, searching for understanding. "I guess what I'm saying is...isn't it possible it's just what it looks like? A coincidence?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:43 am
: "The thought of coincidence is nothing if not even more worrisome. Things such as this happening for seemingly no reason at all suggest higher powers pulling imperceptibly at the strings of destiny. I do not think our mission merits such intervention. Whatever is currently happening across the world, I fear our search may have attracted some dangerous attention, and that if we do not act lightly, we will be embroiled directly in the entire affair, with no chance of easy withdrawal."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:51 am
"There are no coincidences, only well-planned meetings - I don't belive that half the time, but that still leaves another half to give it some thought," Dam said. "I'm well aware of what he could be, and I'm prepared to put him down myself if need be. But with Nail gone we could use someone else and a ranged combatant hwo can put people down like that is definitely worth his salt in our situation. He'll join us, if he wants, and I'll keep an eye on him until everything's said and done. I think it's time I started mingling with everyone else more, if I'm going to be more like he 'true leader' you two want me to be, and in the process I'll know what's up with him."
"And as for possesion, Gail," Dam said, turning to rejoin the group, "There are more spirits than you think floating around, and not all of them have to be of dead people to do damage. Keep that in mind."
Then, moving back to Malsvirlexi, he said "I don't think anyone has a problem with you joining us, so if you'd like you can travel with us at least until we reach the next town. And knowing the devil army, we'll probably be ambushed again on the way out of here; you'll have a chance to hunt more, no doubt."

Posted by: Cyrus Fri Jul 07, 2006 6:07 am
: "I did not mean that it occured without reason or that our mission is important enough to warrant that amount of attention. You are right, though; we can't assume such simple things in our current situation. To think that we're safe by merit of larger happenings is foolish, and making a mistake due to negligence from feeling safe might prove...fatal." She says the last part softly, recalling Nail's death for a moment before Dam turns to her. She frowns as he goes to invite Malsvirlexi into the group. "So, all men should be watched...?" she mutters to no one in particular, before deciding to administer the remainder of her healing power on those with the lightest wounds, so that Arbeiten and the Doctor can focus on the more serious injuries of the party.
[LoH used - 1 point to Gorrik, 4 points to Kayla, 6 points to Tanis. All points used.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:28 am
: "We are hunting for a legendary hero, and you think we are not embroiled already?" Gilliam asks Sorel. "The entire globe is engulfed in this conflict... Why should we be any different?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:39 am
: "Our end is embroiled, but it was not of necessity that we were. There are those among us who would more easily and more readily return to the quiet annals of obscurity than to take positions as the burden-bearers of destiny. That was, most certainly, not in the contract."

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Jul 08, 2006 6:21 am
: Malsvirlexi turns his attention to Sorel as Coventry speaks, his eyes narrowing unsubtlely as they bore into the druid's back. Before he can respond, however, Kria approaches. The short lizardman looks up at the large and poofy cat questioningly. "Bangle?
===
: As Dam finishes speaking Malsvirlexi looks up hungrily. "Yes. Hunt." He grins wide, showing a row of small but wickedly sharp teeth, his eyes suddenly clear and focused.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jul 08, 2006 7:39 am
Sorel turns, catching Malsvirlexi's hateful gaze. His own stare carries no malice. His eyes move upward, and meet the doctor's before he looks back down to the lizardman. The old man speaks, in the woodland tongue. : "He told you, I presume, what I have said just here?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:15 am
: Malsvirlexi turns from Dam to Sorel, not waiting for a response from the rogue. He doesn't answer the druid's question, but snaps his jaw twice at the old man in challenge, a fierce and angry look in his eyes.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:21 am
Sorel regards Malsvirlexi evenly. : "I do not wish you dead, hunter. And if I did, I would not be foolish enough to announce it. You have no cause to be angry, unless I have wounded your pride." The old man's eyes harden slightly. "But take care to keep your bow pointed at pitspawn. My eyes are sharp, and I will be watching."

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:27 am
: He turns, confused, first to Coventry and then to Sorel. Uncertain who to believe he takes a cautious step back, reaching into a pouch and withdrawing a small, round, glass vial filled with a slight amount of what appears to be water.

Posted by: Rusty Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:31 am
*Ombligo pipes up, glaring at Coventry as he speaks in Draconic.* : "Sorel only fights bad guys. You can trust him. If you're not with the bad guys, then you're with us, right? Anyway, I know Sorel a whole lot more than Doctor Coventry, and he wouldn't hurt you unless you were trying to hurt a good or innocent person."

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:52 am
: The lizardman yelps as Ombligo pops up behind Sorel, not having seen the creature before. He throws the vial in reaction at the foul tentacle demon, the small glass ball shattering on the flagstones. Nothing overtly happens as the fluid splashes the floor, though both Sorel and Ombligo detect the sudden cloying smell of rotted mushrooms.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:58 am
Sorel looks down at the vial. His nostrils flare. He glares at Malsvirlexi, eyes blazing while simultaneously pushing Ombligo away and moving between the lizardman and magic creature. : "Poison? You threw poison?"

Posted by: Rusty Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:19 am
((Rolled natural 20 to identify that poison. If INT related, at LEAST a 23. If Nature, 27.)) : "Ahh!!! Why are you throwing poison at us?! We're not your enemies!" *Ombligo retreats to Mahler, fleeing from the lizardman.*

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:23 am
: Ignoring Sorel, he takes off after Ombligo, pulling another vial and throwing it at him. "Demon!" "Demon!"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:27 am
Sorel strides forward, staring down the lizardman, his voice deadly calm. : "Ombligo is not a demon. You are attempting to poison a child. Stop. Now."

Posted by: Rusty Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:37 am
*Ombligo prepares himself for another vial, getting ready to send it right back at the lizardman with a Gust of Wind spell.* : "Knock it off! If I were a devil, don't you think they would have killed me by now? We're FIGHTING devils, not letting them join this expedition!"

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:51 am
: He freezes in action, his arm poised in a throwing position holding another globe. It slowly drops to his side. His brow furrows. "..not demon?"

Posted by: Rusty Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:54 am
*Ombligo responds, obviously quite frustrated. His nerves are high and he is visibly shaking.* : "Don't try anything funny, now! I'm not an enemy, but if you keep attacking me I won't hesitate to zap you with lightning!"

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:56 am
: He licks his lips, turning to Sorel. "Tasty?

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jul 08, 2006 10:01 am
Sorel doesn't give an inch. : "You will not find out. If you ever strike against him again, you may count that man's word as the truth." he says, pointing to Coventry. "I mean you no harm, hunter, but I will not tolerate these attacks. The child is my charge. Now, apologize to Ombligo; your lives are in each other's hands."

Posted by: Aldur Sat Jul 08, 2006 2:45 pm
Kria sighed. This was all very melodramatic and boring because she wasn't the centre of attention. She smirked and resumed flying around the room.

Posted by: Riegien Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:37 pm
Rising up from where he had been meditating behind malher and ombligo, the armored bronze dragonman regards the lizardman cooly. "Not demon."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 09, 2006 3:34 am
Watching it all play out, Dam stood with a slight smirk on his face. If only he were a traitor, he thought, I'd be so much less amused by this all... "Not a demon," he said, pointing at Ombligo. Pointing at Kria, then Mahler, then Tenryu, then Gilliam, he said "Not a demon. None here are demons. All here are friends. I'll tell you what's a demon. You kill demon, I help you as much as I can. We're looking for a hero who kill demons. The demons don't like that. The demons want to kill us, so we kill demons."
"Like that one and that one," he said, pointing to an orc and a nearby dwarf. "Only demons. No friends. Killing friends is bad."
Gesturing to Ombligo, he repeated his words from before. "Not a demon. Magic Creature. His name is Ombligo. He doesn't like to be called a squid. Ombligo is a friend. You protect him, he protects you. You protect us, we protect you. We're your friends, you're our friend."
Then, withdrawing a long, wavy-bladed kris knife, he held it up in front of Malsvirlexi and glared at him. "You attack friend, you get this in chest. That's how I protect friends. Understand?"
((Intimidate: 1d20 +5 (ranks) +2 (syn) +4 (size) = 24))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 09, 2006 3:44 am
Sorel blinked. He didn't understand a word that passed between Dam and Malsvirlexi, but he was surprised Dam said anything at all.

Posted by: Critical Mass Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:54 am
: Looking from Dam to Ombligo, Malsvirlexi slowly nods. He holds the glass globe up and with a swift motion shatters it in his palm, the clear fluid dripping between his fingers. He breathes deeply of the fumes and suddenly goes stiff, his hands spasming and head slightly twitching. The effect passes within seconds and the lizardman suppresses a slight shudder, though seems to suffer no permanant ill effects. He looks up at Dam. "Capture.". With a mere glance at Ombligo he then turns and tries to whipe his hand clean on the stone wall, the incident apparently over as far as the retpile was concerned.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 09, 2006 6:30 am
Sighing, Sorel points his staff at one of the braziers and it fills with clear pure water. : "It would be best if you washed properly."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:04 am
"I think he was saying the poison wasn't to kill, but to capture," Dam said. "In any case, I think he's got the idea. Now I need someone fairly confident in their ability to stay hidden to scout things for me outside. I want to know if we have any more surprises in store. And someone needs to make sure that witch is kept unconscious as much as possible, at least until i have a chat with her."
"Say, Sorel... would your owl be able to scout some for us?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:06 am
Sorel closes his eyes and shakes his head. : "Lunauga has been missing for several days. I did not wish to halt the expedition to track him, or to hang behind as you moved to the other side of the world."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:20 am
"I see," Dam said. "But remember what I told you before. If you need to look for him, tell me something as soon as possible."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:31 am
: "He may yet return; he has done such things before."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:38 am
"Alright," the rogue said, nodding, before a look of irritation crossed his face. "Wait a minute... I asked for... you know what? Sorel, come with me while we take a quick peek outside. Depending on what it looks like, I may ask you to shape into something else and scout further."
And with that the rogue slowly made his way from the room and to the entrance of the ruins, his eyes and ears open for whatever might be around. Though he noted little, he was sure that the druid folowing behind had much better luck.
((= Dam =
Spot: 1d20 +6 (ranks) +1 (wis) = 8
Listen: 1d20 +4 (ranks) +1 (wis) = 6
= Sorel =
Spot: 27
Listen: 27 ))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 09, 2006 10:49 am
Sorel's eyes pierced the night gloom. : "We should be able to make camp out here. I, Mahler, and later Gilliam will keep watch. The rest should do them some good, as it would you, Dam Dicem."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 09, 2006 10:58 am
"Mmm... Once I'm sure everyone's patched up properly, I'll sleep fine. Come on... let's get the rest and set up camp." And thus he did that, allowing the most injured time to be healed before himself retiring to bed. ((I'll post exact figures when can, but for now assume that between Coventry and Arbeiten everyone is healed before bed.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 09, 2006 11:03 am
Sorel keeps watch through the night, for enemies. At times he cannot help but look up at the sky, for the shadow of a snow-white owl. ((Spots of 18, 35, and 26. Listens of 20, 21, and 34. If more checks are needed and I'm not around, feel free to make them, Arc or TUM. Mod is +16 for both skills.
Sorel's prepared spells for whenever dawn rolls around:
Spells Prepared
Orisons: 6/6) Create Water, Cure Minor Wounds, Dawn, Detect Magic[2], Resistance
Level 1: 6/6) Cure Light Wounds[2], Entangle, Lion's Charge[2], Sandblast
Level 2: 5/5) Barkskin, Brambles, Bull's Strength, Cat's Grace, Dessicate
Level 3: 3/3) Call Lightning, Haboob, Spikes
Level 4: 2/2) Arc of Lightning, Freeze Armor))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jul 09, 2006 11:10 am
The night is surprisingly peaceful, the time passing quickly until day breaks. ((Nothing happens.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 09, 2006 11:51 am
"Time for a meeting, people," Dicem said, after allowing the group time to prepare spells as necessarly. "First things first... the new guy here is Malsvirlexi. Saldy, he doesn't seem to speak Common, though I know he speaks Draconic and another language Sorel knows. He's proficient with bows, if you somehow didn't get that from the battle, and he's a little overly eager to drop demons. Unless there's a problem, I'd like him to accompany us to town. Whether he'll travel with us beyond that is up for further review and is dependent on our employer's decision."
"Next... as you can also see, we've taken a prisoner. The witch is a cultist and very likely evil to the bone, but for the time being we'll pretend she's not worthy of being killed outright. She is to stay bound at all times, with at least two people keeping an eye on her unless we're forced into battle. Again, this will change when we get to town and can turn her over to the authorities. As she is a spellcaster, be sure to watch out for any spells she might still be able to cast."
"Third... everyone did well last night. It wasn't an easy situation by any standards, but you all reacted well and turned another ambush into a win for us. We also managed to pick up some items last night; most are inferior to what we've got and will be sold, but the explosive bolts those centaurs were using are valuable. I suggest someone who can handle a heavy crossbow pick up one of those, or perhaps get one which does not require such constant reloading."
"Alright... any questions or comments, people?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 09, 2006 11:57 am
: "The other language we know Malsvirlexi can speak is called Sylvan, the speech of woodlands and wilds." Sorel looks around to the group. "And I would like to echo what was just said. You all acquitted yourselves admirably in the face of dangerous odds, and overcame a great strategic disadvantage to win a decisive victory."

Posted by: Aldur Sun Jul 09, 2006 1:31 pm
Kria grinned. "I can speak that one Sorel! And hey guys, I don't really know how but I can like...Dispel things and fly now. Just a heads up incase you all missed it."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jul 09, 2006 8:54 pm
: "Turn her over to the authorities? You must be joking. What are they going to do, lock her up in that anti-magic zone super prison which all village hamlets have nowadays? Take what information you can and execute her swiftly. She's a member of the Devil Army, not some bandit group or militia. Keeping her with us for any extended amount of time comprises our mission and our safety," Gilliam says, sternly.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:59 am
: A spellcaster bound and gagged is no more a threat than a shackled bandit. Less so, because a bandit may possess the skill or strength to break free. Even were the witch capable of casting spells without motion or speech such magic would be at a greatly reduced potential. Also, I see no spellbook on her person; either she is depeleted of magic without opportunity to study or she will have great difficulty using the abilities she may or may not have, allowing ample time to subdue."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:17 am
: "And what if she has innate abilities? Many devils do, and they have a nasty habit of being clever enough to use them when you least expect... Besides, she'll be attempting to sabotage the mission at all turns, listening in on our plans, trying to escape and report back... The list goes on and on. Kill her and be done with it."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:52 am
: "The end does not justify the means, especially when the end is ill-defined and hypothetical. A litany of things this bound and unconscious prisoner might try or might be capable of does not merit the certainty of death. It is reprehensible to err on the side of destroying life, no matter how fierce one's paranoia, how deep one's hatred, or how afraid one is of unseen powers. However, " Sorel says, "I doubt many among us would put up a fight if you tried, and I'm sure you could keep me out of your way. It does not take long to kill a helpless being."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:01 am
: "Don't give me your lectures, Sorel... You don't know what they're capable of... Even if this one is not a threat, what business do you have keeping it alive? Every attempt I have ever seen at reasoning with these beasts has ended badly and bloodily... By letting this one live, you may very well kill another down the road when it finally escapes..." Gilliam says, force behind his words. "You can't trust devils... You can't redeem devils... You can't save devils... All you can do is kill them before they do far worse to you and yours. I can't even call them animals, because they're worse. They know what they do and do it anyway... What possible purpose is there in sparing such a creature?"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:11 am
"Enough," Dicem said, glaring at both. "I'm not going to lie, Gilliam; I was and still am very tempted to kill her on the spot for just the very reason you mentioned. I'll be damned if I let some bitch from hell do us in because I was too nice."
"But we also need information on the Devil Army movements if we're going to better avoid them, and I'm going to get it out of her before she leaves our custody. What happens after that is up to all of you. We'll deal with the matter when it comes up again, and I guarantee it'll come up again before we reach town. Kria, thanks for the heads up on your abiliites; on to the next person."

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:13 am
: Malsvirlexi wanders over to the two arguing over the fiendish woman and looks up at the old druid. "Devil human," he says, pointing at the witch with a clawed hand.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:14 am
Sorel bows his head, silent for a long moment. His knuckles whiten as his hand clenches ever more tightly upon his carved staff. Lips move in silence, issuing shadow words inside his own mind. A whispered prayer for wisdom and guidance. He looks up, and his face is edged with care and age; Sorel looks as if he has gone a very long time without rest.

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:17 am
: He reaches up, tugging on Sorel's sleeve. "Devil human."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:19 am
Gilliam is silent for a long while before speaking again. : "I... apologize, Sorel. My outburst was uncalled for."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:22 am
Sorel looks down at Malsvirlexi. : "Prisoner. We need to question the devil woman," he says in Sylvan before looking up at Gilliam. : "Your outburst was understandable, and I do not begrudge you your emotions or your view. I apologize if my words offered you some offense.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:28 am
: "That's... That's fine. No apology needed."

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:40 am
: The lizardman frowns. He slowly walks around the bound figure, looking her up and down, thinking. After a moment he stops and nods to himself, his bow suddenly nocked and in his hands. A distinct -TWANG- is heard throughout the room as an arrow launches itself through the woman's skull and out the other end, the fiendish mage not even having time to gasp. Malsvirlexi looks up at Sorel, steel in his eyes. "Devil human."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:44 am
Sorel gives a long, dragging sigh, and sits upon the ground. He looks at Malsvirlexi, his own gaze rising up to meet the small lizardman's. : "Devil human corpse," he says.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jul 10, 2006 10:04 am
"You've got to be kidding me," Dam said, groaning. "Wern't you listening... to... damn language barrier. Sorel, remind me in the future we need to translate everything for him so things like this don't happen again. And find out what else he speaks, if anything."
"Anyway," the rogue muttered, "Does anyone else have anything they want to discuss, or can we get on the road?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jul 10, 2006 10:24 am
: "He is very convincing at playing dumb, isn't he?" Gilliam says after a moment. "But monitoring his facial reactions to what we've said reveals the truth. He understands the Common tongue... it's just that ignorance makes a convienent shield. Well done, I must say. You had me going there for a while, and I'm not that easy to fool."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 10:34 am
Sorel smiles ruefully, studying the designs on his staff. He says nothing.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jul 10, 2006 11:32 am
"It doesn't matter. I've already explained to him in a language I know he understands that I'll kill him if he crosses us. That's all that needed to be understood, and for his sake I want to believe he got that."

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 10, 2006 11:57 am
: The lizardman cocks his head at the cyborg, not understanding a word the man says. He reaches out and pokes him in the chest. "Golem?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:02 pm
Sorel tilts his head, speaking to Malsvirlexi in Sylvan, out of habit. : "Do not test him. He is a warrior, short of patience and great in strength. So close, your hide may not save you, hunter."

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:05 pm
: He balls his hand into a small fist and raps on the cyborg's chestplate, then returns Sorel's gaze. "Fake human."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:08 pm
Sorel shakes his head. : "He is human, I assure you." He looks into Malsvirlexi's eyes. "Is it true, what he says?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:11 pm
: He shakes his own head. "Human soft. Fake human. What it say?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:15 pm
: "He called you deciever. He said you speak the Common Tongue and act as if you do not. That you are pretending to be less intelligent than you are. He says he has proof, that he read your face. Is it so?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 10, 2006 12:20 pm
: He frowns, brow furrowing. "Read face?" He does, however, nod eagerly in response to Sorel's question. Looking up at Gilliam and speaking as if addressing a child, he switches to Draconic and answers. "Malsvirlexi speak Common. Golem speak Common? Try speak."

Posted by: Cyrus Mon Jul 10, 2006 1:11 pm
Gail looked at the lizardman wearily as he made his declaration. Did he find their reactions humorous; did the little 'events' he had created amuse him? She couldn't find the humor in it, though she thought of at least one person who'd be most likely be enjoying all this. She wonders, though, why he would ask Gilliam to speak Common, when it's all the metal man had been talking in? She clears her throat lightly and looks at the hunter before speaking in Draconic.
: "Perhaps if you want him to reply, you should ask him in the Common tongue, instead of choosing one he may not know? It might help to alleviate this situation quicker, and I believe his patience is wearing thin."

Posted by: Riegien Mon Jul 10, 2006 2:58 pm
"I belive he thinks that common is draconic. Its what I was raised speaking, and more than likely what he was as well. Were I not privy to the knowledge that there actualy was some strange language actualy called common, that is what I would consider draconic, my common language."
Turning to Malsvirlexi, "Do you speak Human, at all? Answer truthfuly, or the consequences will be painful"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Jul 10, 2006 3:02 pm
Kayla listens to everything that is being said, no words coming our of her mouth. However, there are thoughts going through her mind. You can't trust devils... You can't redeem devils... You can't save devils... All you can do is kill them before they do far worse to you and yours. I can't even call them animals, because they're worse.
Does that mean that I too am some sort of beast? Am I ireddemable? she asks herself in her mind. No, I cannot think about such things. I am not like those beasts. I refuse to stoop to their level.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jul 10, 2006 4:45 pm
"ENOUGH!" Dam said, eyes blazing. "I've had enough of this public display of idiocy. I'm not going to have anyone harass him about what he does and does not know; that's my job. You all obviously don't have anything else of importance to say, so we're done for the morning. Pack up and move out."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Jul 10, 2006 5:12 pm
((I wholeheartedly agree with our resident human rogue )) Kayla smiles a little bit and nods. She begins to gather her things.

Posted by: Tarethen Mon Jul 10, 2006 6:09 pm
Farain rustled around in his things for a bit before finding what he was looking for. "Ah, here we go." He trotted over to Dam with the pouch in his hand. "Um... Dam? I forgot to give you this when we got into Ribble. I might as well give it to you now."
Inside the pouch was 3,000 gold that Farain had meant to give Dicem earlier, but forgot to.
((-3,000 gold for me.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:28 pm
Mortified, or perhaps simply shocked at the sudden kill of the bound woman, Langston's widened eyes locked on the lizardman moments after. Then he simply brought one finger to his nose, wiping it across, before moving to the body. "Guess I can have my rope back, then," he said with a bit of an anxious laugh as he gathered and returned the rope about his shoulder.

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jul 10, 2006 11:29 pm
Coventry arches an eyebrow at Gilliam's outburst, wisely remaining silent and observing the others make fools of themselves. He chuckles as Dam makes his outburst then nods, "Yes, yes, let us be off..."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jul 13, 2006 4:02 am
The group was allowed time to make whatever preparations were necessary, then Dicem lead them towards the nearest town marked on his map, Roft.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jul 13, 2006 4:27 am
It's a short journey to Roft, by most standards, not even a full three days before you come across the sleepy little town. Everything seems in order as you enter on this bright sunny day, though the recent wars have left an undercurrent of apprehension.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jul 14, 2006 2:44 pm
((note to all SFCWs: I will be at college orientation from the 15th to the 28th, and will likely be unable to post during much if not all of that time, since my laptop couldn't get here fast enough... Anyway, Rusty has all my SFCW characters, so you won't have to worry about Zook or Nortiln vanishing in the middle of a fight))

Posted by: Aldur Fri Jul 14, 2006 2:49 pm
Kria frowned, and turned to Dam, broaching a somewhat obvious question. "So...I can't fly around in here then?" She grinned, looking at the sleepy little town, and stretched a little. It'd be nice to not have to constantly blast things and be all fly-fly.

Posted by: Cyrus Sat Jul 15, 2006 5:21 am
Gail also turns to the leader, looking better than she had been in recent days. Perhaps it was the fact that the group was near civilization once more, but the paladin seemed to be more energentic as they closer to the hamlet. After a short while of waiting, she speaks.
: "Your orders, sir? With circumstances as they are, we cannot afford to waste time."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Jul 15, 2006 6:46 am
"Same drill as before," Dicem said. "Sorel, Ombligo and Stoltz gather information, the rest of us do what we need to in the meantime. I want a wand purchased so that our less flesh-inclined members don't have to sit around twiddling their thumbs all day. If there's anything else, either bring it up now or save it for tonight's meeting."
" Now go."

Posted by: Rusty Sun Jul 16, 2006 12:18 am
((Taking control of Sorel until Vox returns. Ombligo's GI check: 19 + 7 = 26. About Max. Sorel's GI check: 14 + 5 = 19. General stuff. First Ombligo's, then Sorel's.)) "Max? Him and Ian were around Galam, last I heard... I thought they left, but apparently shortly after they did, they rushed right back!"
"The Devil Army's been fighting with the Galam Army, backed by combined fighters from across Granseal! Apparently Ian is leading them... I don't know where Max is, though."
"Well, Max and Ian were travelling together, then the Devil Army showed up and Ian went to rally the troops... I'm not sure where Max went off to, you'd have to check in Galam."
"Who lives, who lives, who lives.... Ah! Hello! My name is Rufus! I'm an amateur scholar! I'm currently studying the recent Shining Forces and their lives! I think it's fascinating so many epic armies of light have arisen in such a small time span! It can't be a coincedence, can it? Therefore, to piece together the mystery, I'm trying to locate and archive the histories, personalities, and whereabouts of all the great heroes in our land! It's a tough task, but I have to outshow my father!"
: "Cool! Do you know where any of them might be?"
Rufus: "Sure! I know tons about them! Er... Who would you like to know about? I charge a small fee of ten gold per report, but I'll have a full write out for you in the morning!"
: "Well...How many are there?"
*Ombligo says, rummaging through his gold.*
: "I'm, of course, referring to the living ones.
Rufus: "Er, you want just the leaders? Hmmm... That'd be... Max, Ian, Deanna, Prince Nick, Julian, Medion, Synbios... Oh wait, living? Scratch Deanna, then... Just got the news the other day..."
: "Hmm...Okay. How long would it take to do a report for everyone else? Or did you mean even if I wanted information on all of them you would have it ready in the morning?"
Rufus: "All of them? You want a report on all of the leaders?" Rufus asks, wincing. "I can get you a report on Nick, Ian, and Max by tommorrow... A report on the others will be done by the day after, but I can't guarantee the quality for the Northern Parmecia heroes... I'm still researching some of them. Still, I can get you what I have."
: "Okay. Payment in advance, right?"
Rufus: "Please... I'm soooo hungry..."
*Ombligo gives Rufus sixty gold coins.*
Rufus: "Thanks! I'll get to work right away!"
===
"I hear Cypress' all but managed to kick the Cult out of their lands! Good for them!"
"The Chaos Cult has open control of half of Rune now... Guardiana's forces backed by hordes of undead and demons have overrun Alterone, Rindo, and Manarina... Bustoke and Shade Abbey are holding out...Pao village has simply gone into hiding, must be nice to have a mobile town. Uranbatol is also standing strong, about the only time the natives are glad to have Balbazak's fortifications, I'd wager. Rumors say that Runefaust too is taken, and that Prompt once again is beset.... but those lands are far away. Here on Granseal, the Devil Army battles with Galam, and that's worry enough for us."
"Roft was founded only thirty years ago... We're still small enough so that most of these marauding armies don't pay us any attention, but we are growing..."
"Travel of any sort is very dangerous these days, you must be very brave folk..."
"I'm actually from Granseal, but I moved way up here after what I saw... It was awful! There's some horrible monster lurking in the wilds around there! I only saw it out of the corner of my eye, but it scared me so much I packed up and moved up here! All I could see was a formless mass... So dark... It... It terrified me..."
"The Devil Army's known for tactics, trickery, and smart fighting. The Demon Horde ruled over by Dark Dragon is known for savagery and brute strength... Given a choice, I'm glad we're dealing with devils!"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 16, 2006 3:58 am
Dam sells the spoils from the last battle, keeping only a few things. ((Tarenthen/DM, do you really want to keep the crossbows? I've been informed that the heads on the explosive bolts can be put on arrows, though it'll carry a -2 penalty to attack.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Jul 16, 2006 6:00 pm
((No thanks))

Posted by: Tarethen Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:40 pm
((Nope, I'm good. Just make sure you note that Farain gave you 3,000 gold for the party fund.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Jul 18, 2006 5:39 pm
Kayla waves her hand dismissively and walks off into the town. The sunlight stings her eyes slightly, and she curses under her breath. She had never really liked the light that much. I wonder if we'll be stopping in Yeel. It would be nice to visit my mother... Frown. Knowing her though, she's gotten herself all worked up, worrying about me. I can take care of myself for goodness sake! The rogue sighs. Then again, that probably won't happen. We'll probably just skip Yeel altogether...

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jul 18, 2006 11:24 pm
Kria notes Kayla leave, and frowns as no one really spoke to the rogue that often. She smiled, running off after her, humming happily. The catgirl catches up, waving and shouting after the rogue. "Kayla! Whee! Over here! Whatcha doing?"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jul 19, 2006 2:48 am
After taking care of various business throughout the day, Dam calls the usual evening meeting in the inn to order. As always, he remains by the window, watching and waiting until the rest are assembled. Once everyone has arrived, he makes his way to the center of the room and clears his throat.
"Alright... first off, I want to say I was somewhat pleased with our performace at the ruins. It wasn't the best of circumstances, but you managed to turn it into a victory for us. As well, we also seemed to have gained a capable archer; whether he remains with us is to be decided later by vote, once I've talked over his terms with our employer."
"However... what is not acceptable, on he spellcasting end, is the complete and utter lack of support spells. I personally have very little talent in such an area, but I'm sure that we can do better than we have with picking up spells to bolster each other. And if we can't do that, I need to know definitively so that I can purchase the necessary supplies. As I've said, I'm here to keep you alive as best I possibly can; I already want to arrange for wands to be purchased that will better repair those of us with slightly tougher constitutions."
"Anyway... I'm a bit more curious than usual to see what you all have to talk about tonight. Any questions or comments?"

Posted by: Aldur Wed Jul 19, 2006 3:05 am
Kria raised her hand giggling. "Oo! Oo! Me!" She cleared her throat after getting Dam's Attention. "I can like...sorta do some support thingies. But they're all just for me. I can fly now...in case you missed it. I like also picked up how to dispel thingies! Um, Can anyone else...dispel things?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Wed Jul 19, 2006 10:30 am
: Malsvirlexi sits cross-legged on the floor near the back, a thin rod of wood and a strange-looking knife in his lap. His hands make deft cuts with the knife, a loud scratching filling the room as the rod slowly changes under his touch into the form of a slender arrow, smaller than normal but sturdy-looking none-the-less. He ignores Dam, the speach equal parts unintelligable and boring.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jul 19, 2006 1:14 pm
Kayla sits at the table, a little sour from her earlier encounter with Kria. When she was walking near the edge of the street, she expected for people to get the message and leave her be. Being social was never something she was good at, and not something she usually wanted to do either. The rogue has always loved the darkness, and silence. It makes her feel at ease.
"No questions," the rogue says flatly.
((She lies to herself ))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Jul 19, 2006 8:10 pm
Tanis speaks up from where he was standing off to the side. "As I've said before, I do not know any support spells Mr. Dicem. It's all out offense for me, and it's going to stay that way. My training prevents me from learning any support magic. I apologise, but you'll have to look to others to fill that role," he said, looking pointedly at Ombligo.

Posted by: Aldur Wed Jul 19, 2006 8:13 pm
Kria again decided to pipe up at this point. "Like, If Ombligo doesn't really have much, why don't you give me the thingie you buy to cast it? I can like use them, and it leaves them free to blast things to little pieces!"

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jul 20, 2006 4:42 pm
Coventry yawns, "You might purchase a few eternal wands to expand our support selection... Perhaps haste or something of the kind... Eternal wands are a bit more expensive than the general and can only be used twice a day...but they never run out of charges. Fair deal in my eyes."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 23, 2006 12:28 am
"Fair point; I'll pick up wands of what we purchased scrolls of before," Dicem said. "In addition, if anyone has additional suggestions, let me know. Next issue?"

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jul 24, 2006 9:45 pm
Coventry grins widely, "My pleasure, governor." He shakes his head, "Well... I suppose we should discuss our new fr..." His words trail off, the Doctor staring at Kria intently. He slowly stands and walks over to her, still examining her intently, "Kria... Have you lost weight?" He suddenly slaps her buttocks, "Cause I think I found it!"
Kria blinked, twitching a little and steps closer to the doctor, a predatory smile on her face, her eyes flashing dangerously as they begin to glow the usual eerie red when she gets mad. "Pardon?"
Coventry smiles kindly, "I said I think I found the weight you lost, its all on your arse."
Kria's smile widened and she nodded, taking a deep breath. She laughed, her fist swinging back, as she attempted an uppercut.
Coventry dodges the blow easily and shakes his head, "Now Kria... It's not my fault that your fun bags are so small and your buttocks so big."
Kria snarled, hovering into the air, screaming in rage, pointing at the doctor she shook her head. "I'd normally be against this. But you're a bastard! And you can heal! Here!" She fires then off an eldritch blast.
Coventry stumbles back for just an instant then smiles grimly and his hands weave magic through the air, completely sealing his new wounds, "Is that it? That's all the powers of darkness can accomplish? Pathetic."
She frowned, screaming again. "They...are...not...DARK! YOU BASTARD! You'll run out before I do! I can keep this up forever! Hahaha!" She blasts again, calling forth the baleful energy
Coventry laughs tauntingly, "Oh, I know...but just how long do you think the boring folks will let us go on?" He then heals himself completely.
The robot leaps into the air to tackle her.
"Long enough for me to kick your ass!" Kria smiled and giggled as she said this, charging the Doctor, attempting to club him with the flat of her sword.
Coventry sighs as he dodges the blow, "Just because Graigus has bigger fun bags than you..." He shakes his head sadly, "...is no reason to attack me."
Kria throws off Gilliam as his electronics go haywire when exposed to the chaotic energies around her. "A little help?" he asks
Mahler then charges at the warlock and attempts to grapple her.
Kria throws off the mighty golem with her berserker strength
Coventry sighs heavily and shakes his head, "Such a temper." He adjusts his glasses, "You should really learn to control yourself. Just because your body is...well...yeah...is no reason to go berserk."
"You ignorant little man! Who in the HELL do you think you are!"
Coventry smiles in response as Kria attacks and misses in a fit of rage.
Moving over to help, Graigus makes an attempt to put her down the same way he stopped the witch.
Coventry sighs, "Let's take this outside..." He then turns and dashes out the door.
"Fine with me! Argh! Get off me. He needs his ass kicked!"
Coventry then turns and dashes out the door.
"Argh! All of you go away! I'm...going to teach him a lesson!" Kria then attempts to follow the doctor.
Coventry casts Elation on himself and Kria.
Gilliam and Mahler once again leap onto Kria, eventually bringing the raging catwoman down.
"Get off me you excuses for protectors! He's going get a black eye! I'll tear his arm off and beat him with it!" Kria struggles against the two.
"Calm yourself, you're doing precisely what he wants you to," Gilliam states.
A voice echoes from outside, "Not exactly what I wanted..."
"Drawing attention to ourselves while being hunted by the Devil Army, do you think that wise?"
"And he'll regret it! Because I'm going to scratch that pretty little face of his!" Kria sticks her tongue at Gilliam and then snorts, rolling her eyes. "I didn't see them in town. Didn't you?"
"I saw them everywhere," Gilliam coldly replies.
"In town? Well...you've kinda got them on the brain..." Kria frowns, thinking about this.
"Graigus, grab Coventry," Dicem said.
Coventry sighs and walks back into the room with a frown, "Right, well... I think we need to discuss this new ally of ours."
"What? Why?" the dwarf asked, confused.
Kria, who had been limp struggles again, attempting to get one arm free.
Coventry crosses his arms, talking as if nothing had happened, "Don't you think its safe to have someone so unstable with us?"
"We're going to settle this once and for all. Had the torment been simply verbal, I would have let it slide. But groping her like the old pervert he is..." Dicem declares, "Something's got to be done."
Gilliam stares... or glares, it's hard to tell, at Coventry.
"Oh, I'll give you something unstable all right...just walk over here, I've got something with your name on it!"
"Coventry, do you like being injured?"
Coventry smiles, "I'm indifferent, but if it will make you feel better machine man, bring it on."
"Alastor Coventry."
"Yes, Governor?" Coventry replies.
"Just let me go, I think I can get him right between his legs. Let's see him grow that back!"
"Oh, I don't care much. But if you don't mind, perhaps I'll let Kria have her way with you," Gilliams states.
"After all, if you don't care and it calms her down."
"Why are you harassing Kria?"
Coventry glances at Gilliam disdainfully, "Meddle, meddle metal can..." He then looks back at Dicem, "What? The silent leader suddenly speaks up and takes control?"
"Actually, yes he does," Dam said. "Answer the question."
Coventry smiles, "No."
Kria, continues to struggle, mumbling to herself.
"Then let her go, Gilliam."
"Releasing her is unwise at this stage, she's still in a state of high emotional stress," Gilliam states, "Are you certain?"
"Oh don't worry about my mental state. And Dam. Lock the door."
"What? Now he questions orders... What an amazing meddle can." Coventry replies coldly.
"I'm positive. If he intends to continue going after he-"
"Stop this!" Graigus said, stepping forward. "This is madness!"
"Taunt me all you like, whelp. I have a mission, and I complete my missions," Gilliam states. "Or is your fun more important than this land? Healer?"
"What is wrong with all of you? How are we supposed to work together if we keep fighting each other?"
"It's worked so far Gragius! Lemme go!"
"High and mighty till the end... Meddle can, yet... Well, no need to tell you what you already know." Coventry replies.
"We're hardly inconspicuous as it is, and you would probably put up quite a show if we let you two fight..." Gilliam says, his voice growing dangerous, "Are you stupid? Have you been paying attention to the rumors?"
Coventry chuckles, "Yes, I'm quite stupid."
"We haven't even heard the latest gossip, what with all this nonsense," Dam said. "Ombligo, Sorel, Stoltz... report."
"Half the globe is in ruins, the other half beseiged... I was here the last time this happened. I saw all this happen to a far more powerful civilization than this was.... And here you are getting your jollies from tormenting your teammates."
"What rumors? Evil pervert doctor about to eat Eldritch blast."
"Blah...blah...blah... I'm an ancient whose so more wise than everyone else." Coventry snaps back, "Why don't you keep the hypocrisy to yourself for once."
"Hypocrisy? Says the healer who torments."
Kria, continues her struggles, mumbling something about stupid robots and evil men.
"That's not hypocrisy...that's nature. It's your assumption that healers are kind. Yet even your healers sometimes break bones to heal them."
"Why don't you all just let me go and leave us alone? You can even lock the door. I'll not hurt him too...badly." She snarled, glaring at Coventry.
"And the liar who sneaks says he wants a report," Dam said. "Keep her subdued if you need to, but if we can't have her put him down to get back to business we'll continue some other way."
Coventry replies, "We can't all be perfect. Not like you, meddle can."
"Argh. What is with you all. Enough mental ego matches! Just let me.GO!"
"I'll end with this. I don't know what you think you're doing, but no one appointed you our tester, nor our psychologist, nor anything else. You're young, proud, and angry... Solve your own problems first." Gilliam then falls silent.
Coventry laughs, "Like you have, wise ancient?"
"I just wanna...beat him up a little! Come on!" Kria, begins to calm down, still struggling all the while.
"I am in the process of solving mine... Now be silent. The leader wishes his report, and I would like to hear it as well."
"Nothing more to counter with so NOW you follow orders." Coventry stifles a chuckle, "Typical... Very well..." He turns, "Yes, governor?"
"We can continue this later, if you so wish."
Coventry chuckles, "I knew you couldn't let anyone but you have the last word... orders or no orders."
Gilliam emits a metallic chuckle, but says nothing, then Kria breaks free.
Kria lets out a whoop of triumph as she breaks free, laughing all the while. "Now...you ignorant little man..."
Coventry turns with a smile, waiting for the attack.
Gilliam and Mahler flail around as Kria slips free.
Kria runs forwards, adminstering a swift and hard knee to the groin of the doctor, laughing as she connected, skipping back to her place, sitting demurely.
"Nicely done," Gilliam comments as Coventry collapses.
"Well, then..."
Kria smirked, and then pouted at Gilliam. "If you'd had just let me do it you know, this'd have been over much quicker."
His face ashen, Coventry collapses to the floor and rolls onto his side. After a moment of wheezing painfully, he gasps out in a quiet vindictive voice, "Laugh...it...up...meddle can...." A smirk slowly crosses his pained face, "Least...I got something...there...."
"I'm a very patient man, Doctor... Oh, so very patient..." Gilliam says calmly.
"No..." Coventry gasps out in reply, "You...aren't a man..." He chuckles, "You...have all the...rules...but...none of the emotion..." His smile widens, "...the law without the honor.... the loyalty without...the friendship..."

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jul 25, 2006 2:05 am
*OMBLIGO and SOREL explain in detail. About the ancient ruins, and Max and the other heroes....And the devils and the war. They explain everything.*

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jul 25, 2006 12:00 pm
Coventry recovers as the two explain the rumors and slowly gets back to his feet with a slight wince. Taking a seat, he rubs his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then speaks, "So the world is going to hell in a hand basket but it looks like we should be fine until we find Max in the center of all the trouble." He chuckles, "Our task just got simpler, just need to get to Galam. Course, once there sounds like we're in for a right good time."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Jul 25, 2006 2:13 pm
((So that post wasn't a joke? ))

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jul 25, 2006 2:41 pm
((Nope. She also crit'd on the groin hit. ))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:25 pm
Kayla stays as far away from Coventry and Kria as she possibly can during their little 'spat'. The rogue groans in sympathy as Kria knees Coventry in the groin, and she then takes a seat at the table afterwards. That was freaky. I mean, I can understand Kria's reasons for being so pissed, but maybe the knee to the groin was a little much? Kayla thinks about for a moment, and shakes her head. Nah...

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jul 25, 2006 9:14 pm
: "Are there rules or something in this? Could someone lose gold or be punished for causing problems? It seems silly that anyone can do anything they want as long as they're doing their jobs. Oh well...I'm paying for information regarding Max and some other Shining Force leaders, like Ian. I should have it relatively soon. There's no guarantee Max is in Galam, but that's our best lead right now, I think..."

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jul 26, 2006 1:20 am
Coventry chuckles at the magical creature, "Rules or something? You want fines then? I could see that driving some people away from the group... People who might look for Max on their own and find him faster than us combined. I bet the reward would still stand." The Doctor pulls out his glasses and sets them on his nose, "Course... I wouldn't leave the group. You'd be near helpless without me." He chuckles lightly, his eyes deadly serious, "I'd just limit my services to reflect my decrease in pay." After a moment's pause, he continues, "As for endangering the mission...." Coventry shakes his head, "Meddle can blasting that light out of his chest every battle is much more likely to get us tracked than me getting in a catfight."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jul 26, 2006 3:36 am
Stoltz also makes a report, though he found no new information on technology of the Ancients. Nodding as he takes in all the information, Dicem puts it together piece by piece before speaking. "First off, escort Malsvirlexi out of the room. He will not be listening in on anymore of our meetings until I can confirm with our employer and the rest of you that he'll be with us until the end; Graigus, rather than meditating in your corner, you can go play guard. I doubt anything will get by your honed senses so I expect we'll be fine."
Graigus says nothing, but gently escorts the lizardman out of the room. Once he is sure the dwarf is in place, he continues.
"Now then... as the Doctor said, we're off to Galam. I can't think of any better way to find out where Max went, and if we're lucky we'll even get to pay back that erinyes for the ambush she set for us before."
"As for the monster described... I don't know. It may be the one we heard about, along with the thing we killed back at the ruins; it might be a completely different sort of beast. Either way, it's safe to assume that we're going to run into it at some point, and what we learned from fighting that hulking mass of flesh may come in handy."
"Any questions or comments?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jul 26, 2006 6:47 am
"If I fire my laser, stealth doesn't matter anymore, the fight has already come. Not that it matters to you, as you're merely trying to raise my ire again," Gilliam states, a hint of frustration coloring his voice.

Posted by: Rusty Wed Jul 26, 2006 6:55 am
: "That's all he ever does." *Ombligo states, bluntly.* : "Coventry, you really shouldn't be threatening us here. It's not like we can't find a replacement. I'm sure there's plenty of healers out there that are more than happy to take your spot."
*Why does everyone have to cause problems for no reason? Coventry, Kria, that lizard man...How can we find Max and fight the devils if we keep fighting? I know Sorel wants me to good and patient with them all, but I can't promise anything if this keeps up...*

Posted by: Critical Mass Wed Jul 26, 2006 9:57 am
Malsvirlexi sits outside the room with Graigus. The lizardman absently retrieves a small reddish-purple fruit from a pouch and bites into it, taking obvious pleasure from the taste. Looking up at the dwarf, he retrieves another and offers it to the monk. With a nod and half-bow Graigus accepts the proffered treat graciously. Malsvirlexi smiles his glassy-eyed smile as the dwarf bites into the sweet fruit and watches the boxer enjoy the food, his face frozen in a vacant grin as the dwarf eats.
It tastes delicious.

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jul 26, 2006 4:10 pm
Coventry grins, "Not true, child. I've also saved quite a few lives in your presence, not that you noticed. Social activities are so much more important to you than silly things like that." He chuckles, "Since your young, I won't call you ignorant but while there are plenty of healers...the majority are busy caring for their flocks. In a time like this, I doubt that many have time for an expedition like this." The doctor looks at Ombligo for a long moment, "...and don't forgot who threatened whom first. Besides, when it comes to replacements you would be more easily replaced than me. Granted, it would be a shame to trade you in for a standard wizard...you are ever so much more interesting." He glances at Gilliam, "I'm don't need to raise your ire, I'm just pointing out the obvious that displays of such...unsual powers are much more likely to catch our enemies interest than me having a catfight. Granted, Kria's powers are no doubt even more interesting to our enemies." He shakes his head, "I suppose I should have thought of that."

Posted by: Aldur Wed Jul 26, 2006 6:55 pm
"What are you saying? That it's MY fault ugly things keep attacking? Now like, this is just getting silly. Rather than everyone getting all paranoid and stuff maybe we should all just get some sleep." Kria smiled demurely, obviously no longer mad, retribution having been done.

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jul 26, 2006 9:33 pm
Coventry yawns, "Capital idea... Hasn't this meeting gone on long enough as is?"

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:36 am
"There's a good idea. It's getting late and Ombligo's gotta date with a mate before we head to the gate anyway, least if we want this info he's paying for, right?" Langston grinned, flashing his two front teeth as his whiskers jerked upward at the sudden display.
He shrugged casually. "It's fun to agree! Me, I want a drink before I hit the sack though, that is...if we're done here, boss?" Langston asked, his smile still apparent as his attention returned to Dam.

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:40 am
Coventry arches an eyebrow and chuckles.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:41 am
To move things along, assume the meeting ended without incident and you're free to post what you do for the rest of the day. I assume there will be something planned by the leader for tommorrow.

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jul 27, 2006 4:47 am
"What are you doing?" Gilliam asks, neutrally. Coventry pauses for a moment with a yawn, "Going to bed." "You're smarter than that." Gilliam continues, "You know what I mean." "I thought I was stupid?" Coventry replies wearily. "Smart people have stupid moments. Calm people have angry ones. Attempting to cage a personality in clearly defined boundaries will always fail."
Coventry stretches, "...and you're telling me this?"
"As a response to your predictable comeback. But please, answer the question. You believe you're doing something for our own good, but you haven't shared it with anyone as far as I can see. And your methods seem to be failing."
"If I have such a method, you can rest assured that you're the last person I'd share it with." Coventry replies.
"Because I meddle? Ah, but what is it that you do if not meddle..." Gilliam asks.
Coventry smiles kindly, "Not because you meddle but because you meddle so indifferently...thoughtlessly..." His smile deepens, looking all the less sincere, "I doubt that you could comprehend, because you really do lack the emotions...real emotions at least..."
"You don't know anything about me," Gilliam says plainly. "How do I meddle thoughtlessly?"
"Being absolutist are we? I don't know anything?" Coventry continues to smile, "I know a great deal about you though hardly everything." He removes his glasses and wipes them while nodding, "Just today I learned that you look down on youth. Really, immortals are some of the more foolish people I know. I also know that you hindered a woman from kicking my ass when I deserved it, then praised her when she actually did... Just because I insulted you? I wonder... Did she break free or did you release her?" Coventry slides his glasses back on, "Your actions make no sense... I thought you were logical. I mean...I'm not suppose to make sense, I'm the crazy bastard everyone hates but you..."
"I don't look down on youth so much as acknowledge the mistakes inexperience invites. A flaw balanced by vitality. I restrained Kria because I was concerned what she'd do to you if left to her own devices... Considering some of her actions, I thought she'd do far worse than assault your nethers," Gilliam replies, "As for the releasing... I have just discovered this, but when in close proximity to Kria, my control electronics malfunction subtly. This allows her a chance to break free, and is probably a side effect of her power. I complimented her because a kick to the groin isn't permanently harmful and quick frankly, you really did call it upon yourself. Perfectly logical." Gilliam continues, "But again, we digress. What are you doing?"
"Whatever I want to. Whenever I want. However I want to." Coventry chuckles, "Isn't that you want to hear? Then you can write me off as evil and kill me at once."
"That's not what I want to hear at all," Gilliam says. "Do you think I am anxious to find evil?"
Coventry pauses for a moment and glances back over his shoulder, "You seem anxious to write people off... I would have thought you with all your ancient wisdom would know better. While not many, there are legends of devils switching to the side of light. Rumor has it that one has a mansion not too far from here." The Doctor chuckles, "Would be a minor point I suppose... Save that at least one person in our little expedition has been fighting off the fiendish blood running through their veins for their entire life. Irredeemable?" The Doctor chuckles, "Just another reason for me not to like you... For future reference, its not that I'm arrogant... I know my limits... I'm just lacking in proper respect, I expect people to earn my regard...I should really honor an Ancient like yourself more. Shall I lick the dirt from your boots, wise one? Sorry, I'm a very bad child."
"I don't blame the girl for her heritage... It's just another crime to lay at the feet of the infernals," Gilliam says, a hint of emotion in his voice. "Why should I hate the offspring of a rape? No, that emotion is reserved for the rapist... As for your legends, I've been around long enough to know that legend and fact are two seperate things."
"Did you tell her that?" Coventry shakes his head, "As for legends, I know that very well...more than you can know... Oh...wait, I forgot. You do know. You know more about it than I ever could. More about pain and suffering, anything that happened to a little old person of this age couldn't possibly compare." He rubs his chin, "You lost your entire world...beyond compare of course." He nods slightly, "Well, good night."
"Beyond anything you've yet known," Gilliam says coldly. "I am aware that despite my years I am still limited in knowledge... But I doubt anyone else has experienced something on that magnitude. The loss of a loved one is hard, how hard for everything loved? You commented earlier on my self-righteousness, but you too are awash in it."
Coventry chuckles, "Awash in self-righteousness or just plain old not giving a damn?" The Doctor shakes his head, "I'm certain it was very painful... Yes, very painful... I wonder... Which is worse, tasting of the fruit and having it taken away...and the tree burned...and the ground salted... ...or never tasting of the fruit and having it tangled in front of your face." He shrugs and begins walking away, "One for the philosophers, I suppose. Have fun doing your part to save the world tonight. I'll sleep well knowing that your on the job...stopping women from beating perverts in the name of world peace."
"Except that you do give a damn... I didn't forget your reaction to the child when first we entered that town. I don't know what goal you're reaching towards with these games, but I recommend you reconsider. The only thing you seem to be accomplishing is making people angry," Gilliam says.
Coventry shakes his head and continues walking, "Night, night..."
Gilliam heaves an electronic sigh and stomps back to the tavern.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Jul 27, 2006 4:17 pm
"I need a drink." Kayla stands up leaves the meeting room promptly, heading towards the tavern. She orders a mug of ale, and a fairly decent meal as well. Once her meal is brought to her, she starts to eat. |Kayla loses 10 gold and 1 silver for the meal. Also, if we're staying at the inn, Kayla loses 2 gold|

Posted by: Alpha Thu Jul 27, 2006 5:49 pm
Tanis leaves once the meeting is over, and wonders outside. He moves just to the side of the entrance, so as to not block in, and looks around. Spotting a decent looking tree, he ambles over and sits at the base, his arms resting on his knees and his hands facing upwards.
He half-closes his eyes, and if anybody had been nearby, they would have heard him softly chanting. As he does, both swirls of fire and ice begin to move around his hands, one never touching the other in their weaving. Tanis watches the dance, and finds peace in it, as he knows sleep will bring little.

Posted by: Cyrus Fri Jul 28, 2006 1:09 am
Gail had remained quiet throughout the meeting, realizing that whatever she could have done would only have compounded the incident more than it already was. As the meeting winds down to its drawn-out conclusion, the paladin watches as they file out, heaving a heavy sigh as she goes out. Seems the group was intent on tearing each other apart than the actual mission. Regardless, she needed to get her mind off of things, and she knew just the way to do so. Proceeding downstairs to the tavern, she sat at a lone table, ordering a mug of ale to start with.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jul 28, 2006 7:11 am
Sorel's gaze sweeps over each in turn during the meeting, lingering upon the doctor only a moment longer than the others. He is uncharacteristically silent. The next day, Sorel gathers the group together outside the inn. Again he surveys them, and at last he speaks, his voice dry and strained.
: "I believe our business is done here. We must press on, to Galam."
He moves forward, slowly, out of the town and toward the kingdom, offering no pause for the others to beckon or follow. They would not be long behind.

Posted by: Rusty Fri Jul 28, 2006 7:30 am
*When the next day comes, Rufus arrives, three scrolls in hand.* "Here are your reports!" Rufus says, cheerily, dark circles under his eyes. "I'll have the rest... sometime... soon. I think." Ombligo: "Thanks! I'll need some time to read these anyway." *He chirps happily.* "Are you okay, though? You look like you got in a fight!"
"No, just didn't sleep," Rufus says, happily. "Too busy."
Ombligo: "Ah, okay! Well, you're halfway done, hehe! Which three did you do, anyway?" *Ombligo says, eying the scrolls with a quick glance.*
"Max, Ian, and Nick, as you asked," Rufus says with a nod.
Ombligo: "Great! Thanks again for doing this."
Rufus: "Oh, it's not a problem! I enjoy my work!"
*Ombligo then retrieves the three scrolls, and the two part ways for the time being.*

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Jul 28, 2006 3:45 pm
Kayla remains silent when they are gathered in the morning, and her gaze sweeps over everyone present. The rogue always has had trouble trusting others to begin with, but with so much in fighting, could she really trust these people to watch her back in battle? Not that she didn't think Coventry deserved what he got the night before, but it was the fact that such a pathetic and childish thing happened in the first place. Sure, she was no angel, but at least she wasn't going around picking fights or bothering others for no reason. Not everyone was to blame, of course, but it would be best if she was more cautious.
So we're heading to Galam, are we? I have a really bad feeling about this... It would be best if I were a bit more cautious on this trip from now on...

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jul 28, 2006 11:10 pm
Dam hears a knock on his door, and looks up from cleaning his knives. "Come in." "Mr. Dicem..." Graigus says, entering the room, "I have something I want to ask you. A favor, I guess, if you can grant it." "Depends on what you mean by favor, and whether you've earned it," Dam said. "What do you want?"
"I... I wanted to return to the temple where I trained," the monk said shyly. "I... I haven't been back in a very long time - since I went to train under my second master, who is now missing. Part of the reason I'm here is because I hoped to hear from someone somewhere about him, but if things are getting as bad as it seems I want to at least warn my previous master."
"You're kidding, right?" the orange-haired youth said. "You really expect us to stop the search for a man on the move - a search we're being payed to conduct and finish as soon as possible? Have you had one drink too many?"
"I know it's not something you can do easily, but can you at least consider it? I would at least like to be released from service for a short period, if possible."
"That's just as bad; you've put the finishing touches on way too many enemies to not be useful. You're needed here - end of discussion."
"I... I see," the dwarf said, head hanging down. "What time shoudl I return to the inn?"
"Six is fine. Do you need money for drinks or the like?"
"No... I think I need to meditate now, then. Thank you, Mr. Dicem," Graigus said, bowing slightly before walking out and heading to a clear spot just outside the gates. Meanwhile, Dicem immediately left and headed off to find Sorel.

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:52 pm
The Doctor spends the night sleeping peacefully in his hammock.

QUOTE (VoxPVoxD @ Fri Jul 28, 2006 1:11 am)
: "I believe our business is done here. We must press on, to Galam." He moves forward, slowly, out of the town and toward the kingdom, offering no pause for the others to beckon or follow. They would not be long behind.

Although he walks, the Doctor easily matches the speed of the old man and follows with a yawn.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Jul 29, 2006 10:33 pm
WHile sitting in the tavern, a few people hears very plainly a large number of slurs and insults being hurled a little ways away at the town border. Sorel hears them, but COventry makes out their words. "Leave our town alone, bat wings! Go back to your Army!"
"Get out of here, you freak!"
Sorel approaches the sound. Coventry also perks up, curiosity shining in his eyes and makes his way towards the sounds. Sorel sees very clearly a tall young man with wide gargoyle like wings folded like a cape at the town's edge. From his grayish skin and long ears as well as odd stare, it's fairly clear that he is not of natural parentage.
Sorel strides forward purposefully. "What is going on here?"
"This creature wants to enter our town!" a peasant with a pitchfork says. "Look at him! He's obviously a member of the Devil Army! We'll not have spies here! We want peace!"
"That's ridiculous, I'm not a Devil," the man says. "I just need a place to..."
"Save your lies for the weak willed!" another peasant says.
Gilliam stares at the young man, silent for a long time.
Raising his staff, Sorel levels it at the peasants. "Enough!" he cries, intersposing himself between the man and the mob.
"Out of the way, old man! I lost my boy to those bat bastards! I'll not lose what I have left!" the peasant with the pitchfork states.
Kayla watches as some of the other begin to leave. The young rogue follows after them. "What is going on here?" she asks.
"Doesn't it strike you as odd that if he was a spy he'd walk so openly?" Gilliam asks, quietly. "Devils aren't that stupid."
"Scout then," the peasant says. "Or rebel. It doesn't matter, look at him! We let him in here, we're asking for trouble!"
"The townspeople are putting on a show for us," Gilliam says with a sigh. "We get to see how ignorant some people can be."
Having been fairly quiet for a while, the sudden exodus of the tavern of the group the centaur was traveling with interested him. He moved away from his spot, leaving the tavern shortly after Kayla did. Graigus follows after, staff in hand.
Sorel doesn't budge. "Let that be my problem. I will bear responsibility for this man's actions."
The mob seems mollified by Sorel's words, and the man seems relieved.
Kayla passes a glance at the young man that Sorel is in front of, and then at Gilliam. "I see..."
Graigus stands by, watiching silently.
Seeing where the others had headed off to, Farain stopped a short distance away from them, just watching quietly at the events.
Sorel looks back to the winged man. "I am Sorel. What is it you seek?"
"Thank you, for that," the man says, bowing at the hip to Sorel. "I would've hated for that to get uglier..."
"You and I both," Sorel says.
"I'm merely seeking a place to stay for the night. I'm on a long journey and the starry sky makes for an unreliable roof."
The old man nods. "You will find rest here, I trust. They are at peace, for the time being." Sorel sighs. "Their sentiments are understandable, if not condonable. This is a dangerous time. What is your name?"
"Ignatius," he says. "Yours?"
"I am Sorel," he repeats.
"Then I thank you, Sorel," Ignatius replies.
"I'm Graigus," the monk said, extending a hand. "Where are you from, Ignatius?"
"I'm from around the Enrich/ Destonia border," Ignatius says.
Farain blinked a couple of times. "I've never heard of that place before..."
"Which one?" Ignatius asks.
He was silent for a moment before speaking again. "...Well, both, actually..."
"You've never heard of Destonia?" Ignatius asks, surprised. "I know this is far away, but still..."
"Some of us don't get out much, actually," Graigus said. "I myself don't usually leave unless my master asks me to."
A little embarrased, Farain shook his head. "I came from a small town, and I wasn't too much into academics or any of that growing up... So there's a lot of places out there I don't know about, but want to learn."
Tanis speaks up. "It's a place far to the east. That's all I really know about it."
Ignatius shrugs, then looks over your group. "Quite a motley band... Are you mercenaries?"
"Yes, we are. And you? What brings you so far from home?" the dwarf asks.
Kayla puts her hands on her hips, but does not say anything. She merely keeps her focus on Ignatius.
"Can I offer you a job?" Ignatius asks, reaching for his belt pouch. "I'm travelling for a number of reasons, but one is to find assistance...
Destonia has invaded all its bordering nations and is involved in a huge war."
"Some of the states that make it up were once independant. In the chaos, some hope to regain that independance."
"I was hoping to send some troops their way, but the whole world seems to be fighting," Ignatius says with a frown.
After a long silence, Coventry steps forward slightly and speaks in a level voice, "A noble cause for a Vandal."
"Half Vandal," Gilliam corrects Coventry. "The markings are less pronounced."
Tanis' eyes widen upon hearing this.
"Vandal? What's a Vandal?" Graigus asked.
The Doctor chuckles, "I see..."
"Half vandal?" Kayla asks, not at all surprised.
"What? How did you..." Ignatius asks, surprised.
"Another reason why the townsfolk's reactions were funny."
Gilliam says. "They mistook you for a half fiend when you're something a bit more potent."
"I take from the name that Vandals are... bad?" Farain said softly.
"Generally speaking, yes. They're very powerful. At least, from what Coventry told me a while back."
"Vandals are responsible for calling the Devil's Army to the world and sparking the end of the world," Gilliam says.
Coventry responses quietly, "Gods..."
The cyborg whirls to Coventry. "NO. They are NOT gods... Arrogant... Powerful... but not gods..."
"So what if I am half Vandal?" Ignatius says, angrily, defensively.
Coventry stands silently for a long moment, then adjusts his glasses indifferently, "They are closely related to the Innovators..."
He pauses and looks at Gilliam for a long moment, "...and what is a God, Gilliam? Powerful. Arrogant. Seems to fit."
"It doesn't matter to me," Kayla says softly.
"Innovators? What are they?" Farain asked, slightly interested.
"Gods are harder to kill, I think," Gilliam says. "Then again, the lines are a bit blurred, aren't they?"
"That doesn't mean anything," Graigus says dismissively. "Does being half Vandal make him any more evil than being half elf does?"
"Innovators..." Gilliam says, his voice growing distant.
"The next step in human evolution..."
"Did I say it did?" Gilliam asks, turning to Graigus.
"You sure as hell implied it!" Ignatius replies, insulted.
"Who's your father?" Gilliam shoots back.
Coventry turns back to the half-vandal, "I'm certain you've been persecuted enough for the cruelty your parents did to you." He shakes his head, "I meant no offense. Live and let live."
Ignatius falls silent.
"What? What do you mean?"
"Bat wings... grayish skin..." Gilliam says, looking over Ignatius. "I can count the number of Vandals left in the world on one hand."
"And I'm all too familiar with the one that so enjoys spreading his seed where he wills," Gilliam says.
"What are you talking about, Gilliam?"
"You seem to know, go ahead and say it," Ignatius says, voice dripping with anger. Coventry smiles as if knowing what was to come.
"Your father was Galm, then," Gilliam replies. "The last remaining original."
"Wait... what does all of this have to do with anything? So long as Ignatius isn't evil, we don't have to worry, right?"
"That's right! My father was Galm. Galm the Terrible, Galm the Hidden, Galm, Vandal of Vandals!" Ignatius spits out. "He raped my mother and left us to our fate. A fate filled with hateful, ignorant peasants, persecuting paladins, and... and..."
Coventry nods quietly, "Yes..."
"Ignatius," Kayla says softly, her eyes filled with sadness and sympathy.
Ignatius stops and takes a breath. "What's your point? What do you want with me? Want to try and take revenge on me for something dear old Dad did?"
"No," Gilliam says, voice oddly quiet. "You're a victim as much as anyone. I needed to see your reaction to judge your standing with your father. I apologize, but Galm is the last person I want to take an interest in me."
"Of course not!" Graigus said, stepping forward. "Please... we can't take the job, but maybe we can do somethign else for you?"
"Maybe... What job are you on? Can you take mine when you're done?" Ignatius asks.
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The Doctor chuckles, "One that might interest you..."
"I have... things I want to do, after all of this, but they can wait," Graigus said.
"I'm looking for more than troops to help fight at home... I've heard that Galm is on the move again," Ignatius' eyes grow cold. "I want to make him pay for what he did to my mother."
Kayla decides to pull back the hood of her cloak now. She looks at Ignatius, and smiles sheepishly. "I don't have anything to do after this job, so it's possible..."
"If you can help me with that..." Ignatius says, trailing off as Kayla reveals herself. "You... You're like me..."
Ignatius then turns to the others after realizing Kayla's status. "I'm trying to find heroes willing to fight Galm... Or willing to fight Destonia."
"Like we are," Graigus said. "We're looking for Max."
"Max? The hero?" Ignatius asks. "He's alive?"
Just fiend, not vandal," Kayla says softly to herself. The rogue nods. "It would seem so."
"Yeah... he's been seen with Ian. We;re going to Galam now, to see if Ian knows anything about where he went."
Coventry smiles coldly, "So much for secrets."
"I thought he was dead..." Ignatius says, smiling. "If I can get him..."
"I was hoping to find Arthur or Julian... Hopefully both... but Max is just as good!" Ignatius says.
"I think you'll have a hard time convincing them to join until the current threat is defeated, though," Gilliam states.
"Curren... Oh. The Cult. Yes, I've had a few run ins with the Cult," Ignatius says, frowning.
"Who are Arthur and Julian? Are they more people like Max?" Farain asked.
"Yeah... things are bad here, and are even worse in Rune, where Max is from."
"I can wait... I'm patient when I have to be..." Ignatius says.
"Arthur, from what I can gather, is the most recent Innovator to ascend," Gilliam says. "Gracia has lost his status as such, prompting the Empire to invade."
"Maybe you can come with us?" Graigus said.
"Did they invade Aspinia? Again?" Tanis asks.
"I suppose... But if I do, you have to help me with Galm when all this is done," Ignatius says. "And help me retake my kingdom."
"Yes," Gilliam says. Nodding, the monk agrees, "I can do that."
"I'd be willing to help also," Tanis adds.
"I will be willing to help you after this," Kayla says.
The face of the Doctor goes ashen, his eyes haunted by a turn in the conversation. Then, he chuckles and shakes his head,
"Heroes... Heroes... Everyone spends their energy hunting them..."
"I want to help. It'll be a good way to see the world and do something good in it..." Farain chimed in.
He sighs, looking up with a curious frown, "Tell me, what news do you have of the floating city?"
"Even though they're not really all that different Doctor?" Tanis asks.
"Wait... maybe we should ask Dicem..." the monk said, frowning.
"Give a monkey a sword and an egress spell... Boom! You've got a hero."
Tanis smiles, remembering the conversation he'd had with Coventry, a while back.
"Saraband? It's staying out of the war. Neutral," Gilliam states. "Not sure how it managed to do it, considering its status."
Coventry shakes his head, "Sounds like a typical Saraband stance."
"Oh, it's you guys again!" comes a familar voice. The rogue that helped you back at Hassan, Lew, approaches, waving.
"Good thing we're not headed to Saraband," Dicem says, before noting the new voice. "Lew, is it?"
"Glad to see you remembered me!" Lew says with a grin.
"Oh, hello," Kayla says.
"Since when do we have meetings with... who are you?"
Tanis looks over, and offers a nod. "Thank you once more." he says to Lew.
"You're the ones that opened up the Ancient Tunnel, aren't you? Thanks for that! I'd been wanting to see what I could do around the Galam front, but had no way to get here," Lew says with a smile.
Coventry arches an eyebrow at Dicem, "Yes, good thing we're not going to somewhere without nightly attacks."
"Not a problem," Lew says to Tanis. He smiles again. "I'm sure you'd do the same for me!"
Tanis grins at this. "Of course."
"Hey, not to butt in, but I overheard some of what you said... I have some information for sale if you want it," Lew says, moving his eyebrows up and down.
"It's why I wanted to get here. I sell information. If I can sneak around during a war, I'm sure I'll get all sorts of tidbits to sell!" Lew says happily, rubbing his hands.
"Wait... who is this?" Dam said, jerking a thumb in the Vandal's direction. "A friend of yours, Coventry?"
"No..." He seems about to say something else but bites his tongue instead.
"My name is Ignatius," he says. "Are you with these mercenaries?"
"You can say that," Dicem said. "What do you want?"
"I've arranged to hire some of you when your current job is finished in exchange for accompanying you," Ignatius says. "The sooner your job is done, the sooner I can get you helping me."
"I was thinking maybe he could join us," Graigus said, seconds before the rogue rolled his eyes.
"Yes... apparently, I'm picking up every stray that comes by," he said sarcastically. "How do you do in combat, Ignatius?"
"I channel what power I have inherent into blasts of energy. I'm fairly proficient with it. I HAVE been wandering around a warzone by myself and come out just fine."
"And what are you good at outside of comabt?"
"That sounds like Kria," Tanis remarks.
"Outside of combat?" Ignatius frowns. "I'm knowledgeable about a few things."
"Voice stress says he's telling the truth or is the best damn liar I've ever seen," Gilliam says to Dicem.
"You can stay with us for now, but whether you'll finish the trip with us depends on how you do in the next few days. We'll let you know exactly what we're doing once we're aure you're staying with us."
Farain chimed up once again. "If you do stay with us, Ignatius, would it be okay if I talked with you about where you're from? I'm interested in hearing about that area."
"As am I," Tanis adds.
"You've got an interesting way of speaking with your future employer," Ignatius says with a frown.
"Er, not to be pushy, but I've got to be leaving soon," Lew says, tapping his foot. "You want my information or not?"
Coventry chuckles, "How about we step outside, you tell me, I pay you, and the others have nothing to do with it?"
"I do," Dam said. "We'll talk later, Ignatius."
The Doctor sighs and shakes his head, "...or Dicem could pay."
"I don't care who pays as long as someone pays," Lew says with a smile, holding up his palms. "I don't mind the occasional charity here and there, but my information is premium stuff."
"We'll go to my room," the rogue said. "Let's go."
"I have connections all over the place, and it's expensive to maintain them."
Lew sighs heavily. "That damn tavern is on the other side of town. Just pay me and I'll tell you. It won't take long, but it's quality."
"Alright, alright... we'll talk over here," he said, stepping to the side. "How much?"
Lew grins. "Five... no, three hundred. Gave you a discount because I can use some steady customers."
"I heard you talking about Vandals and Innovators... You want this information."
Ignatius' ears twitch at the words 'Vandal' and 'Innovator'.
"Vandals? Innovators?" Dicem said, looking back at Ignatius and the others with him. "Fine, fine... I'll take it."
Lew grins and holds out a palm.
Dropping the coins into the rogue's palm, he said "Out with it."
Lew grins as the coins hit his palm.
"There's a new Innovator."
"... what?"
Lew grins. "Told you it was worth it."
"There's a new Innovator. Besides Arthur and Gracia."
"Who? Where are they?"
Coventry arches an eyebrow, "Oh really?"
"A young elf girl... Simone is the name, I believe. All those in the know are quite stunned as to how this happened, as she apparently became one without being conscious of it, not even using a Spirit."
"She's unaware of it herself in fact..." Lew says. "But needless to say, quite a few of the warring factions are falling over themselves to find her."
"Her last noted location?"
Lew shrugs. "If I knew, the price would be far, FAR higher."
"An Innovator... Without a catalytical Spirit? Without the Evolution Ceremony?" Gilliam asks. "How?"
Coventry rubs his chin, "If she doesn't know, how does everyone else know?"
Lew shrugs again. "If I knew, the price would be higher."
Lew grins. "Very few DO know... Most are just told to find her."
"Do you know where she's from?"
Coventry nods, "Interesting... Most interesting..."
"Guardiana, actually," Lew says. "Right now I'm trying to figure out if there's a connection there between her sudden dormant powers and all that happened."
"Two hundred more," Lew says. "I have a little more for a little more."
Coventry chuckles, "That's shrewd... Make use think we're getting a two hundred gold deal then... Spring an extra charge on." He shakes his head, "Very nice."
Lew grins at Coventry. "Cynical, aren't we? Maybe I just thought of more information you might want to know?"
"Here," the rogue said, handing him the extra coins. "Keep going."
The Doctor tilts his head, "If you say so...but we owe you a favor for old Tanis so...I don't why we don't pad things even alittle more." He pulls out some gold and hands Lew another hundred, "Consider it a tip."
"The Cult is trying to find the girl desperately... I believe they wish to either corrupt her into service or attempt to steal her power outright," Lew says as he counts the coins, grinning as Coventry adds more.
"And that's not all..."
Lew points a finger at Ignatius. "Your dear old Dad is after her too. I can't guess at his motives, though. Elise is helping him."
Ignatius growls quietly at Lew's mention of his father.
"Still more..." Lew says.
"Dad?" Dam said, curious. "Who did you say you were again, Ignatius?"
Coventry chuckles, "Someone wasn't paying attention..."
"Ignatius is half Vandal; his father is Galm, whoever that is," Graigus said.
"Yes, fatherhood..." Lew chuckles. "I'd think it would be obvious who fathered who. Anyway, Arthur of Enrich has also heard these rumors."
"I believed he has shed his roving ways and is seeking to delve deeper into the web of events surround the girl as well... Innovators seek Innovators as Vandals inevitably find Vandals."
Lew chuckles. "Since you tipped me so handsomely, I'll let you in on this too... Julian and Jane of the Third Shining Force seek Arthur."
"Mmm... the same Julian who traveled with Ian, correct?"
Coventry chuckles, "I wish them luck..."
"He isn't an easy one to find."
"No, the Julian of Enrich," Lew says. "Travelling with Jane, descended from Galm."
"As for Arthur... No, he is a very resourceful man. He's evaded every attempt, friendly or otherwise to locate him in the last twenty years."
"Well, I believe that's all," Lew says, securing his pay to his belt. "Anything else?"
Coventry nods, "Didn't even take part in the last war."
He then adjusts his glasses, "Yes... Off to the tavern with you."
Lew grins. "Come now, my good Doctor... Not all acts in war are so obvious."
Coventry rolls his eyes, "Perhaps..."
"Hmm... looks like I should've gotten more sleep last night," Dam said. "I'll tell you what; keep tabs on this Vandal situation, and we may be doing business far more often in the future."
"Oh, I nearly forgot... The Merchant Lord Derrik Swiftjoke also seeks the girl," Lew says, snapping his fingers. "But his motives are harder to divine in this matter than Galm's."
Coventry pauses then, blinking, "Ah..." He chuckles, "I see you've been looking into us as well."
"... is that so?" Dam said.
"I have?" Lew asks, then he grins. "Wait... Don't tell me... You're one of the groups he hired?"
"Well, you knew I was a Doctor." Coventry replies.
"We are, but we had nothing to do with the Vandals. That last tidbit was very, very interesting."
Lew winks at Coventry, smiling. "An informant has to be very good at reading people... In any case, I must be off. I'll be around Galam for a while in a few days. You can find me there."
Handing Lew another fifty coins, Dicem said "We'll be there. Consider that a tip for the last bit of knowledge."
"And whether or not you had anything to do with the Vandals before..." Lew says, taking the coins and tilting his head at Ignatius. "You have something to do with them now. Ta!"
Coventry shakes his head.
"Alright... Back to you, Ignatius," Dicem said. "What is it you were saying about before, about being my employer?"
"After your current job is finished, many here have agreed to work for me in taking back my kingdom and hunting down Galm."
"Suicide...or worse..." Coventry replies.
"Nothing is immortal," Gilliam says.
"Many, but not all. I never agreed to such, and until that time my concern is the safety of everyone here," the orange-haired youth said. "Are you still willing to join us?"
The Doctor shrugs, "Did I say anything was? I'm just not in a hurry to rush to a useless death. Free the kingdom is one thing...hunt down Galm..." He chuckles.
"Of course. I hear you're hunting for Max, I'd like nothing more than to extend him the same offer," Ignatius says.
The Doctor tilts his head, "How heroes have fought Galm in the past, again? Yet he still lives...odd..." Coventry shrugs and looks around, "Shall we be off?'
Gilliam looks at Coventry for a moment. "Let me speak with you for a moment in private."
The Doctor shakes his head, "Let's not delay our departure any further... Talk and walk, meddle can?"
"If you wish, Doctor Mocker."
Coventry arches an eyebrow, "You suck at insults."
"Loose lips sink ships," Dicem muttered. "Fine, then. We're leaving right about now; I'll give you a couple minutes to do what you need to."
((250 xp to all involved in the convo.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jul 29, 2006 11:22 pm
"You seem to know a fair amount about Innovators and Vandals," Gilliam states. "Not nearly as much as you, I'm sure." Coventry replies calmly, "I am a student of religion and from the east... Why shouldn't I know about them?" "Point taken," Gilliam says. "You seemed rather struck by the subject, however. Especially on the matter of... hunting for heroes."
The Doctor chuckles, "We're hunting for heroes... A task I find rather irritating, a hero worth their salt wouldn't need to be found."
"Your reaction was beyond that. Your face went ashen, your eyes looked haunted," Gilliam states.
"Did it?" Coventry asks, puzzled, "How odd... Perhaps it was the proximity to one with Vandal blood, you know I've never encountered one before?"
"You're attempting to deflect the question, that alone tells me a fair bit," Gilliam states. "That's certainly not the full story."
Coventry smirks, "...and again, you expect me to tell you the full story?" He shakes his head, "I'm afraid that you're to be disappointed..."
"I never expected you to tell me the full story intentionally," Gilliam says, plainly.
"But your reactions tell me quite a bit without the need for explanation."
Coventry chuckles, "That line sounds like someone else I know."
"Indeed?"
"I seem to recall stating something similar to you on several prior occasions." Coventry replies wryly.
"Yes... Yes, you did, didn't you..." Gilliam says with a metallic chuckle.
Coventry shakes his head, "I'm going to have to be careful if you start using my own methods against me..." He sighs, "What's next, are you going to be calling girls fat?"
"No, though I suppose I'm the only one who wouldn't stand to be harmed from it," Gilliam says, tapping a finger on his armored exterior, "I'm going to find out why you're doing what you're doing. I could do with a side project on this little trip... And you're a fine riddle."
Coventry arches an eyebrow, "Indeed now? Perhaps you should look into Dicem or Sorel." He smiles, "I suspect that they'd make a great deal more sense."
"I already know all I need to about Sorel. Dicem as well," Gilliam states, "Despite your sometimes apathetic exterior, you do care... You have a spark in you that dwells on matters of justice. You're disillusioned... and that stems from an encounter or relationship you had with a hero. From your reactions around Ignatius, your age, and the amount of time passed... "I can deduce the hero was probably around the Parmecia/Enrich area. It could've been a childhood encounter... Something less direct... But that would seem to suggest a less deeply running effect. That runs into the problem of age again. So... The options as I see them... The members of the Third Shining Force are out, none of them fit the criteria. Now here's the tricky part... Reknowed hero or merely locally famous? Ah, but you commented on the Egress magic and the sword..." Gilliam says."Reknowned heroes... That leaves the Enrich mercenaries... You had a connection to one... Melodi, Rodi, Arthur, Forte, Basso, Lisa..." Gilliam lists, looking at Coventry closely. "Those are the most noted heroes in the area..."
Coventry's face grows pallid. and he swallows then begins to walk away swiftly.
"Whatever encounter or relationship you had must've happened in your formative years... Or it would've have such an effect..." Gilliam muses, then he follows Coventry, grabbing his arm and whispering to him, "Do you understand now? 'Healing sometimes causes pain.' Sound familiar? Do you like the feelings roiling in your gut?" Gilliam asks. "I'll stop there... my point is made without me guessing on the exact nature of what happened in your past."
Coventry smiles grimly, his words dangerously low, "You may have comprehension surpassing anything I've encountered but...you're a fool who knows nothing of what it means to be human." The Doctor pulls away and walks away swiftly.
"I was human once," Gilliam replies swiftly before the Doctor exits earshot.
Coventry pauses at this for a just a moment, then continues on.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Aug 02, 2006 3:45 am
((The night before, after the meeting...)) "Sorel, I've gotten an interesting request from our monk friend," Dam said, upon locating the druid and returning with him to the rogue's room. "Oh?" Sorel says, looking to Dam. "He wants to go to his temple," Dam said. "Visit his first master, make sure nothing's wrong."
"Ah..." Sorel replies. "You will have denied him, of course."
"Of course," Dicem said.
"But I know why he's here. And I know that he's the kind of guy who needs hope to keep going on a quest like this one."
"How far is his temple from Galam?"
"If it's where I think it is, anywhere from three to six days."
Sorel tilts his head. "I am concerned about his concern. I worry that if he is not permitted to lay his worries to rest one way or another, the anxiety will eat at him, begin to wear his resolve as termites break down a fallen log. I fear that his skill, which derives in large part from his focus, will elude him; in the end his worry may grow so great he becomes a liability rather than an asset." He rests his hands on the top of the staff. "The question then becomes, how willing is a leader, how willing are you, to weigh a short tactical boon against a long-term detriment?" He sighs. "I fear this will be a longer quest than we might have first anticipated."
"It's never easy, you know," Dam muttered.
"If it were easy, I am certain Derrik would have hired someone far less intelligent than you at a far more attractive premium," Sorel notes.
"Heh..." the rogue said.
"It all comes down to whether or not we're willing to sacrifice that kind of time. I think maybe we can, but after visiting Galam. We're too close to stop now, and who knows what might happen to Ian if we take the extra time now."
Sorel nods. "It will be easier from Galam."
"In that case, move them out as soon as you're ready tomorrow afternoon. I want to try and make it in a day if possible."
Sorel nods. "I had been thinking along those lines already."
"Don't mention this to him, either," Dicem said. "I'm still watching the lizard, and I'd rather not let him know where we're headed if I can help it. I don't want an ambush on his temple to be on his shoulders because he got excited and told everyone."
"Of course."
"Anything on your mind?"
"There are things that irritate me personally, but I doubt they are as serious as they may appear to be."
"Humor me, then. Maybe it is that serious."
"I am bothered by the... altercation earlier today."
"Can't say I'm surprised," the rogue said. "I wasn't happy either. What was the worst part of it?"
"Ordinarily I would say the childish antics of the doctor, but..." he trails off. "The more I think the more worrisome I find how easily he had managed to embroil so many, how easily he manipulates them. If his intent were more malicious than this own amusement and experimentation, it would be a grievous danger."
Sorel shakes his head. "I shudder to think to the outcome if we happen to come across one less pure than our doctor."
"The minds and hearts of men are easily swayed, and even the very elect can be deceived," Dicem sighed.
"Something I've heard said before; can't remember by who right now."
A sigh escapes the old man. "It would not matter; more numerous than the stars are those with the wisdom to point out failings but not the resolve to attempt to correct them."
"Do you have a method in mind to deal with Coventry? Becaus I know that my method probably works a lot like Kria's did."
"And even if that worked, somehow," he added, "It doesn't make them any less susceptible to things like that in the future."
"It is the response upon which he feeds, and it is their readiness to respond that amuses him so. I can suggest nothing except perhaps the macabre hope that we may yet see things to harden them against such childishness." He sighs again. "But even that is wrong in the hoping. I cannot in good faith wish the loss of innocence upon anyone. As for their tempers, that is something I am... myself forced to contend with. I have no easy solution."
"So we're back to square one," the orange-haired youth said, his tone silent and serious. He remained quiet for a few moments, before asking "What do you think of me as a man, Sorel?"
Sorel smiles faintly, and looks directly into Dam's eyes. "In manner, in conduct, in abilities, it is plain that you bear the mark of destiny; the future will bear your handprints, no matter how much you would like to stay in the shadows. You are fundamentally withdrawn, perhaps because of secrets you bear so silently, Dam Dicem. You are brilliant and you are efficient, but at the same time there is something missing from you, either lost or kept carefully hidden, whose absence is most plain when you are called upon to use your heart rather than your mind. A more literary man than I might be compelled to call them the seeds of tragic heroism. I would tend to think of them as burdens, made more strenuous in the carrying by your insistence on bearing them alone."
"Value what I'm going to say, because not many people know this," Dam said, his voice hard. "I started on this path early. I have stolen from and stabbed many a man. That's how I got the moniker Dicem."
"And it was by choice."
"It surprises me not," Sorel says with a hint of sadness. "But your choices long ago do not carry nearly as much weight as your response to them now. Are you glad for the life you lived, the things you've done? Are you able to remember without wishing desperately you could forget? That is the line between a man who has done evil and an evil man." He stares intently into the rogue's eyes, and his own voice hardens. "I ask you, I ask you to ask yourself, on which side of the line do you fall?"
"I have no regrets for what I've done. I can't change it now; there's no point in losing myself in emotion. That only gets you tricked, or killed, or both."
Then, his voice softer, the rogue turned to the elderly man next to him. "Have you ever killed a man, Sorel?"
Sorel's expression is distant. "Not with daggers, and not a man, but her blood is on my hands all the same."
"Blood on your hands is not the same as taking a man's life," Dam said. "They're close... too close. But not the same."
"Have you ever known that your continued action would torture and eventually kill someone very close to you, and persisted simply because to persist was more comfortable than the alternative?" Sorel closes his eyes. "I would argue that that is in many ways more cruel, more contemptible, more evil than sliding a dagger across a man's throat."
"And I would argue," Dicem said, "That the man who is bled dry has no hope to stop his fate. The man who continues down a destructive path because he is asked to or led to at least has the chance to change."
Stretching, the rogue opened the door to his room. "I'm going out for a walk, Sorel. But I'll leave you with this... maybe, just maybe, she did it because the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure."
Sorel is silent as Dam departs.
((And now, after leaving the town...))
"Looks like it's going to take us two days, based on the number of people and the distance on the map," Dicem said, folding the expensive world map up before putting it back into his haversack. "Come on... let's pick up the pace and see how much ground we can make today."
And with that the group departed, heading straight from Roft in the direction of Galam.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Aug 02, 2006 4:26 am
It is almost night-time, the dying rays of the sun shedding a blood-red illumination on the ground as you approach a canyon. Suddenly Gilliam perks up and gestures. : "I hear a battle to the south, along our route. It sounds rather pitched." To those with trained senses (DC 20 Listen), the sounds of a battle do indeed sound fairly close...

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Aug 02, 2006 5:09 am
[Listen 19 + 16 = 35] Sorel very clearly hears the sound of the distant battle. Swiftly, he touches a hand to Graigus's staff, whispering words of power. Wicked-looking barbs sprout from the monk's weapon. Another word, another gesture, and Sorel's skin hardens, fissures, and darkens to a woody brown.
((Spikes cast on Graigus's staff. +2 to hit, +7 to damage, and a threat range of 19-20. Lasts 7 hours
Barkskin cast on Sorel. +3 Natural Armor for 70 minutes.
Buffs remaining are:
1 Resistance (+1 all saves for 1 minute so it'd be cast immediately before battles
2 Lion's Charge (Full Attack on a charge, every charge for 7 minutes)
2 Bull's Strength (+4 Strength for 7 minutes, won't stack with other enhancement bonuses
1 Cat's Grace (+4 Dexterity for 7 minutes, won't stack with other enhancement bonuses)
Take 'em if you want 'em. I've decided to keep track of all the buffs put up over the course of the battle and who they'll affect so people maybe won't have to ask every round.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Aug 02, 2006 6:55 am
((The following were purchased in town: - 2 wands of Repair Moderate Damage, 20 charges each (Cl3, 2d8+3 dmg repaired, 1800 gp each) A wand of Extended Haste, 25 charges (CL7, effects 7 targets for 14 rounds, 9000 gp) will be bought in Galam, but two scrolls were purchased in Roft (cl 7).
I'm also going to note that we have an oil of Bless Weapon and a potion of Bear Endurance in the inventory. In addition, I'll find out how many arrows we were able to make from the explosive bolts.
Graigus takes a charge of Lion's Charge and Bull's Strength, if no one else needs it more.))
Both Dam and Graigus listen, but neither hears the sounds of the battle.
"Alright... chances are, this'll involve us; get the buffs up, people," the rogue said, drawing his bow as he moved cautiously. Graigus moved ahead as well, gripping the spiked staff tightly.
((Dam - Ready Action: Fire on anything hostile that may appear.
Both Tanis and Ombligo will be given a wand of Repair Mod Damage. Each will also need to use the wand to haste people (two charges just covers everyone). I suggest the Hastes be cast just before we go into battle. Like... the round before.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:02 am
((The town only has magic up to 2,000 gold coins of value in stock. Sorry, you can't buy that wand here.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Aug 02, 2006 1:56 pm
[Listen: 9 ] Kayla does not hear the sound of battle, as her hearing is apparently not as good as she would like it to be right now. When she hears Dicem speak, she nods and draws her blades. [Kayla would take Cat's Grace, but it won't stack because of her Gloves of Dexterity, will it? ]

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Aug 02, 2006 2:53 pm
((Listen - 14 + 4 + 2 = 20.)) "Showtime, huh," Langston added dully, withdrawing Broderbund from its resting place at his side. He surveyed the path before them looking for alternative routes. ((Total Defense in case it's necessary. Are we inside the canyon or above it? Never know if the guy feels like doing some climbing. Will accept either the Strength boost or the Dexterity boost if no one else wants it, though the Dex boost is better spent on someone who doesn't already have 22 Dexterity. But hey, if no one wants it...))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Aug 02, 2006 6:19 pm
[Listen: 1d20 + 2 = 9] Tanis doesn't hear the sounds either, but upon hearing their leader's words, he prepares himself, ready to launch a magical barrage if need be.

Posted by: Aldur Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:24 pm
((10. Kria wouldn't say no to a BS, seeing as her blast does 18 damage max...And don't forget Kria can use the wands and things as well.)) Kria frowns, and can't hear anything. But she murmurs to herself and nods, withdrawing her bastard sword as a pair of dark shadowy wings emerge from her back. She giggles, loving her wings.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:13 pm
((Buffs in place Spikes: Graigus: +2 hit, +7 damage, 19-20 threat with staff, 4200 rounds remaining Brambles: Graigus: Another +7 damage with staff, 70 rounds Barkskin: Sorel: +3 natural armor, 700 rounds Bull's Strength: Graigus, Mahler: +4 STR, 70 rounds remaining
Cat's Grace: Langston: +4 DEX, 70 rounds remaining
Lion's Charge: Graigus, Mahler: Full Attack on a charge, 70 Rounds remaining
Resistance: Kria: +1 all saves, 10 rounds remaining
Haste: Mahler, Gail, Gorrik, Graigus, Gilliam, Dam, Bozak, Kayla, Langston, Stoltz, Farain, Malsvirlexi, Ignatius, Kria: +1 Attack, +1 AC, +1 REF, +30' move, extra attack on a full attack, 14 rounds remaining))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:34 pm
The group arrives in a small valley, where a small group of soldiers in the Galam colors (Kno: Royalty/Kno: Local DC10) stand, axes and shields raised defensively against a large group of devils. Bodies of slain monsters and soldiers alike litter the ground. The soldiers appear to be guarding two carts, filled with crates, chests, and barrels.

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:53 pm
Disheveled blond hair billowing in the wind, her eyes deadly serious, a fair maiden stands defensively before a worn supply cart. She weaves arcane symbols in the air while speaking words of magic. As she completes the spells, reality a short distance before her warps into a wall of violent flame, cutting off the advance of the enemy. The flames extend twenty feet into the air, reaching from canyon wall to canyon wall.
[Wall of Fire: An immobile, blazing curtain of shimmering violet fire springs into existence. One side of the wall, selected by you, sends forth waves of heat, dealing 2d4 points of fire damage to creatures within 10 feet and 1d4 points of fire damage to those past 10 feet but within 20 feet. The wall deals this damage when it appears and on your turn each round to all creatures in the area. In addition, the wall deals 2d6 points of fire damage +1 point of fire damage per caster level (maximum +20) to any creature passing through it. The wall deals double damage to undead creatures.]
Her eyes narrowing, the maiden issues orders desperately, "Don't be a hero, stay alive! Keep together and use your heads!"
The Doctor follows the others uncharacteristically quiet, his eyes taking in the scene disinterestedly. Sighing, he weaves magic in the air and speaks words of power. A surge of joy empowers the hearts of his allies.
[Elation: +2 STR/DEX, +5 Movement : 7 Rounds]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:59 pm
Sorel metamorphoses into a bat once again, taking swiftly to the sky. ((Shape into Hunting Bat, fly up 20' and to the square directly southwest of Graigus. AC 31 Buffs in place Spikes: Graigus: +2 hit, +7 damage, 19-20 threat with staff, 4200 rounds remaining
Brambles: Graigus: Another +7 damage with staff, 70 rounds
Barkskin: Sorel: +3 natural armor, 700 rounds
Bull's Strength: Graigus, Mahler: +4 STR, 70 rounds remaining
Cat's Grace: Langston: +4 DEX, 70 rounds remaining
Lion's Charge: Graigus, Mahler: Full Attack on a charge, 70 Rounds remaining
Resistance: Kria: +1 all saves, 10 rounds remaining
Haste: Mahler, Gail, Gorrik, Graigus, Gilliam, Dam, Bozak, Kayla, Langston, Stoltz, Farain, Malsvirlexi, Ignatius, Kria: +1 Attack, +1 AC, +1 REF, +30' move, extra attack on a full attack, 14 rounds remaining
Elation: All: +2 STR, +2 DEX, +5' movement, 7 rounds remaining))

Posted by: Aldur Wed Aug 02, 2006 9:30 pm
" Argh! The pinky thingies are like Gargoyles. But more...fiendish! I don't think Fire is gonna work on them!" Kria Ascends 50ft into the air and then she charged an eldritch blast at the lesser demon, the baleful energies surrounding her palm and then shooting towards the foul creature.
((Ranged touch: 17+4BAB+6Dex = 27. Hit.
Damage: 10.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:31 pm
Raising his hands to the sky, the half-giant cleric channels his prayers into a divine blessing. ((Prayer cast.)) Channeling pent-up frustration, the monk tears off towards the nearest dwarf, deftly avoiding the Lesser Demon in the process. Enhanced by the spells cast by the druid, Graigus thrusts his weapon between the legs of his enemy and leaps into the air, uppercutting his evil kinsman with the quarterstaff. Bringing it down as he descends, he followed up with a final jab on touching down. The poor creature seemed to have been ripped apart, axe hurled into the distance by the sheer force of the blows even as his armor was dented in like a soda can crushed by a baseball bat.
Clutching his groin in agony as he fell, the dark dwarf shuddered and whimpered before the fight - and the light of life - left his eyes. Turning to the lesser demon nearby, Graigus' eyes were steely and determined, far more disturbing than others had seen them before. While lesser men would have been shaken, the supernatural beast next to the monk remained undaunted.
((Tumble: 1d20 +10 (ranks) +2 (syn) +4 (dex) = 26. Auto-passed the tumble to not provoke AoO's, though I'm going around the demon anyway.
Move to the spot south of the demon, then attack.
Haste Attack: 1d10 +5 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (prayer) = crit threat (20)
Confirm: 1d10 +5 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (chargee) +1 (haste) +1 (prayer) = 32
Damage: [1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles) +1 (prayer)] x2 (crit) = 45
Attack1: 1d10 +4 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (prayer) = 23
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles) +1 (prayer)= 23
Attack1: 1d10 +4 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (prayer) = 22))
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles) +1 (prayer)= 25
93 damage total = one ded dorf.
Demoralize = Intimidate: 1d20 +4 (circ) = 14. Lesser Demon passes.))
"And they call me Dam Dicem," the rogue said, raising an eyebrow. "Sorel, keep an eye on him; I don't know if I like this side of our little monkey. I need to go show that thing why they call me Dam Dicem."
Switching his bow for his daggers, Dicem makes his way to the opposite side of the Demon. Plunging his wavy-bladed knife deep into the creature's back, he called to the defenders of the carts and said "You fellas want a hand?"
((Tumble: 1d20 +7 (ranks) +5 (dex) +1 (prayer) = 25
Attack: 1d20 +5 (bab) +5 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) +1 (prayer) +1 (haste) +2 (flank)= crit threat
Confirm: 1d20 +5 (bab) +5 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) +1 (prayer) +1 (haste) +2 (flank)= 30
Damage: [1d6 +2 (str) +1 (prayer)] x2 (crit) +2d6 (sneak)= 21 ))
((I also have an action readied in case Cy can't post.))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:31 pm
Tanis immediately seeks out who among the enemies could potentially cause great harm to the group. Spying out a caster not so far away, he chants out a spell he recently learnt and had not yet used. Hopefully, it would be effctive. As he completes the spell, a projectile of pure sound shoots across the valley towards the target.
[Casts Sound Lance at the rightmost Necromancer
Damage: 6d8 + 4 = 31 + 4 = 35
Fortitude save DC19 half damage]

Posted by: Rusty Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:33 pm
*Ombligo grumbles to himself as he floats in front of Gilliam, zapping a Lightning Bolt at the two Lesser Devils.* ((If they have SR: 17 + 6 = 23 to overcome that. Damage: 1 5 3 2 2 3 2 4 = 22. Blech. REF Save DC 20 for half damage.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Aug 02, 2006 10:47 pm
((Reflex saves for both Dam and Graigus: 18 plus mods. That plus Evasion means they take no damage. Also, for Graigus... Jump: 1d20 +5 (ranks) +2 (syn) +6 (str) = 22)) The lightning bolt sizzled through the air, the harsh smell of ozone filling the noses of both Graigus and Dam. The latter jerked his body to the side at the last moment, while Graigus leaps and performs a split, the shot just missing his groin. The dwarf said nothing, but the rogue said harshly "Damnit, Ombligo, watch it? Just because we can dodge doesn't mean we want to!"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Aug 03, 2006 12:48 am
Kayla makes her way to the demon that Dicem just attacked, twisting and turning to avoid being hit. She strikes the demon, but her blow doesn't do all that much. Damn it!!! [Tumble: 20 + 9 (Ranks) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) = 37 Attack: 20 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Flank) = 34
Confirm: 1 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Flank) = 15
Damage: 1 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) - 1 (Silver) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) + 14 (Sneak Attack) = 17 -_-]

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:21 am
((Attack: 8 + 4 (bab) + 8 (dex) +1 (prayer) +1 (haste) + 2 (flank) = 24 Rapier: 4 SA: 20, Total Damage: 24)) With speed defying even his own expectations, Langston joins the attack with Kayla and Dam. Grinning, he adds "We kick butt with style...er...if that's possible..."

Posted by: Tarethen Thu Aug 03, 2006 2:47 am
"Let's see if I can do better this battle than before," Farain said softly. He stayed where he was, notching his bow and firing into the fray. ((Attack the Devil(Lesser Demon) that is a little up and to the left of the Hellhound since I think that other Devil is pretty much dead.
Attack One:
1D20: 19 + 5(Bab) + 6(Dex) + 1(Haste) + 1(Elation) + 1(Prayer) = 33. Hit, I think.
Attack Two:
1D20: 4 + 5(Bab) + 6(Dex) + 1(Haste) + 1(Elation) + 1(Prayer) = 18. And, I think this is probably a miss.
Damage roll for attack 1:
Regular arrow:
2D6: 1 + 3 + 6(STR) + 1(magic) + 1(elation) + 1(prayer) = 13. Eh. ))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Aug 03, 2006 9:13 pm
"Gail, head to the carts and check on whoever might be inside!" Dam yelled. The Paladin complied, though not before bolstering her allies' abilities through divine power. ((Gail casts Bless, and move to the space directly above the middle of the northmost carriage.))
Tenryu moves forward as well, breaking into a charge towards the flanked Lesser Demon. In one motion he drew and extended his blade, allowing the momentum of his charge to carry it through fiendish flesh with ease.
((Move to the square northeast of the Lesser Demon being pwned by Dam, then pwn it some more.
Attack: 1d20 +5 (bab) +10 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (prayer) +1 (bless) +1 (haste) +2 (charge) = crit threat
Confirm: 1d20 +5 (bab) +10 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (prayer) +1 (bless) +1 (haste) +2 (charge) = 29
Damage: [1d10 + 15 (str) +1 (prayer]x2 (crit) = 47))
"Kria, keep scoping out the terrain!" Dicem said. "And watch out for the archers!"
((Side note: everyone got 720 gp and 5 sp after the last battle.))

Posted by: Nightmare Fri Aug 04, 2006 4:24 am
Gorrik uses his newly gained speed to reach and attempt to destroy the nearest enemy that he can get to. ((Attack: d20 + 7(BAB) + 4(STR) + 1(Haste) + 1(Elation) + 1(Axe) = 10 + 14 = 24 Damage: d10 + 4(STR) + 1(Elation) + 1(Axe) = 7 + 6 = 13 Note: I'm not going into detail, because I don't know what everyone else's actions were due to the fact that I'm too lazy to read them right now.
And also, I'm going to point out the fact that I may have added too many things, or not enough of them. So if someone wants to make sure what I did was right, that'd be helpful. It would appear that being away from D&D for a while makes me unsure of what I'm doing all over again.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Aug 04, 2006 4:45 pm
Though her view is hindered by the cart behind her, the maiden glances back over her shoulder, "Identify yourselves! To whom does your loyalty lie?"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:16 pm
"With the guys who we aren't beating the hell out of," Dicem replied. "And unless you're a friend of devils, that kinda puts us on the same side. You keep doing what you're doing, we'll do the same, and we can have tea when we're done."

Posted by: Cyrus Fri Aug 04, 2006 8:26 pm
"Not with these devils, if that is your meaning," Gail replies to the hidden woman as her gaze turns to the carts, her brow furrowing as she can't see into them at this point. She calls out over the din of battle. "Are there civilians in the carts? We can help them escape this, if you'll let us."

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:07 pm
"This is a military convoy carrying aid to Galam." The maiden replies with a frown, "I am satisfied that you are not with the devils but be advised that the foe is strong. It may be wise for you to flee the battlefield and leave the foe to us."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:36 pm
Kria's blast slams into the Lesser Demon, causing it to growl menancingly as Dam's attack slices into the same creature, doing less damage than it should. Tanis' Blast variant, a spell named Sound Lance, deals a surprising amount of damage to his foe, cracking a few bones and leaving numerous contusions on the baffled spellcaster's face.
Ombligo's bolt hits the two enemies dead on, nearly dropping the one under assault by Dam. However, it is the flanking attacks of Kayla and Langston that accomplish that.
Farain's arrow doesn't seem to do nearly as much as even the somewhat blunted attacks of the others. The wound left by the arrow swiftly closes up almost as fast as it opened.
Gorrik rushes forward and slams his axe into the remaining Lesser Demon, causing it to roar in pain as the holy weapon sears its flesh.
His target already slain, Tenryu moves to support his dwarven companion, slicing apart the Hellhound in front of him.
Stoltz takes careful aim with his rifle and fires, the heavy round ripping through the already wounded Necromancer on the cliff and causing the fresh corpse to topple over the edge and land on the ground near the group.
The lizardman archer Mals... whatever, misses all three times with his bow, his frustration mounting with each shot.
Ignatius takes to the sky, his wings flapping as an orb of dark power forms in one hand. He hurls it at one of the devils, but they easily dodge aside, causing the Half Vandal to snarl in frustration.
Gilliam fires a blast from his laser at the Devil Army soldier in front of him, but the monster dodges aside as well, jeering at Gilliam's lack of aim.
Tanis suddenly feels a sharp pain, looking down to see an arrow protruding from his ribs. Looking up, he sees a hidden archer, already drawing another arrow.
((Miss, Hit. 12 damage to Tanis. Spot passed.))
Ombligo also feels the sting of an arrow and whirls to find he has a sniper tracking him as well.
((Miss, Hit. 16 damage to Ombligo. Spot passed.))
Tenryu can't help but roar as an arrow bypasses his armor and slides neatly into his chest. Glancing around furiously, the samurai can't detect what shot him.
((Critical Hit! Miss. 27 damage total. Failed Spot check.))
Dam is struck by a pair of arrows that both nearly cleave into his heart, stopped at the last minute by actually running into each other. Looking around, he sees his assailant plainly.
((Hit, Hit. Both nat 20s, both fail to confirm. 22 damage total to Dam.))
A pair of arrows flies through the air, one barely missing Sorel, even in his bat form.
Another pair slices into Doctor Coventry, though the healer easily spots his attacker.
((Hit, Hit. Spot passed. 26 damage to Doctor Coventry.))
A pair of arrows sail past Astrid as another strikes one of her guards. Both spot the enemy snipers.
((Miss, Miss, Miss, Hit. 4 damage to the Galam Soldier.))
A Devil Knight charges, slamming his lance deep into the Galam Soldier left of Astrid. The Devil Dwarf gleefully joins the assault, but the valiant warrior parries his every blow even as a Hellhound leaps to join the assault only to be beaten back. Two Bowrider shots go over the soldier's head and finally, he is put down by the roaring fire of a Lesser Blaze cast from the Necromancer.
((Charge attack for 39 damage. Many, many misses. Then Blaze 1 for 7 damage.))
One of the Dark Clerics utters a prayer of his one, effective cancelling out Arbeiten's spell.
((Prayer cast. Effectively negates both spells.))
Another Knight charge ends the life of Astrid's other guard. The two knights that passed through the fiery wall seem to have taken a light wound for their troubles bypassing the magic.
((Hit. Max damage. 48 kills the Galam Soldier. 11 damage after fire resistance to the two Knights.))
The Lesser Demon charges Mahler, but fails to damage the warrior of stone, his claws scraping harmlessly across Mahler's surface.
((Miss.))
The other Lesser Demon is unable to strike Gorrik with the first blow, but the second miraculously manages to land, clawing the dwarf in the face.
((Miss, Nat 20. 5 damage to Gorrik.))
With a savage cry, the Devil Dwarf near Gorrik throws himself at his distant cousin, but his blow is met by a skillful parry from the dwarf.
The two remaining Galam Soldiers charge at the Lesser Demons, but their weapons don't seem to be able to pierce the creature's unholy hides.
A rain of fire showers down amidst the group, the indisputable result of a Blaze spell.
((30 fire damage to Gail, Gilliam, Dam, Graigus, Langston, and Ombligo. Gail, Gilliam, and Graigus fail the save and take full damage. Dam, Ombligo, and Langston pass the save and take either half damage or no damage depending on Evasion.))
Next round!

Posted by: Alpha Fri Aug 04, 2006 9:42 pm
Tanis groans slightly at the unexpected pain. Not even thinking about taking some aid, he immediately warns the others. "Archers! Up on the ledges, in front of the trees!" he yells. He then turns towards the two to his right (left on the map) and mutters. "That was a mistake....a big mistake."
He moves forward one step to get a better aim on his target and begins to chant softly. Soon, a small bead of fire forms in Tanis' outstretched palm. He then releases with an exultant "HA!" and it roars towards his targets. At it lands though, his grin fades slightly. It's not as potent as he could have hoped.
[Cast Fireball.
Damage: 24 = 20 + 4
DC19 reflex for half damage]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Aug 04, 2006 11:50 pm
Kayla grins and moves to aid Mahler is killing the Vrock. Twisting and turning as she moves, she avoids any strikes from the demon, as she slices into it with her blade. [Kayla moves 1 space SW, 4 spaces W Tumble: 12 + 9 (Ranks) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Elation) = 28
Attack: 17 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Flank) = 31
Damage: 5 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) -1 (Silver) + 1 (Elation) + 16 (Sneak Attack) = 23
]

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Aug 05, 2006 12:20 am
*Mahler steps to the side and waves his hand over the Kayla. With the demon distracted by the galam soldier and himself, Kayla should be able to shine. Wasting no time, Mahler windmills the lesser demon twice, then stops the motion and brings his left arm back up in an uppercut, each blow resounding powerfully against the creature's hide.*
((5' step left.
1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 = 17 + 16 = 33.
1d20 + 16 = 13 + 16 = 29.
1d20 + 16 + 15 + 16 = 31.
Damage
2d8 + 8 + 2 = 6 + 2 + 10 = 18.
2d8 + 10 = 6 + 1 + 10 = 17.
2d8 + 10 = 3 + 6 + 10 = 19.))

Posted by: Aldur Sat Aug 05, 2006 1:23 am
"Eeek! Arrow people! I'll help handle them! Heeheehee! WHEEEEEEEEEEE!" Kria giggled as she zoomed over to the cliff and down, landing near the presumeably surprised Archer. She winks as her sword swings around, the catgirl wielding it deftly as she strikes harder than normal.
((Attack roll: 19. Threat. Confirm...19. Another threat. 12+3+4+1+1 = confirmy thingie.
Damage: 7+5 = 12x3 = 36 damage
She's attacking the one to the top right, but she's going to the square in front of him so he'll not be able to like move by her. If that makes sense.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat Aug 05, 2006 1:59 am
((Climb: 6 + 12 = 18, Steady Stance = Not considered flatfooted while climbing, Fast Acrobatics = climb at half speed at no penalty.)) Seeing an opportunity created by Kria, the acrobat turned on his heels and made for the sides of the cliff wall. With a quick bound he worked his way up the rocky surface, lashing at the archer as he quickly reached the top of the ten foot wall.
((Roll 5 + 4 (BAB) + 6 (Dex) + 2 (Cat's Grace) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Flank) = 22
Rapier: 2 + 1 (Elation STR) = 3
SA: If not evil - 18. Yeah. Triple 6s. Sacred Strike - 7. lol.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Aug 05, 2006 5:55 am
Sorel swoops forward, hovering over the cart behind Astrid. The surrounding air fills with static, smelling of metal as a bolt of lightning crackles between two centaurs, turned by the power of nature into two impromptu conductors. ((Fly forward, to the top-left square of the cart right above Astrid. Arc of Lightning, cast as shown below
All of the creatures in that line take 30 electric damage, no SR, REF DC 20 for half
Sorel is 20' above ground, which puts him I don't know how far above the top of the cart. Prayer was negated, so the only new buff is Bless
Buffs in place
Spikes: Graigus: +2 hit, +7 damage, 19-20 threat with staff, 4199 rounds
Brambles: Graigus: Another +7 damage with staff, 69 rounds
Barkskin: Sorel: +3 natural armor, 699 rounds
Bull's Strength: Graigus, Mahler: +4 STR, 69 rounds remaining
Cat's Grace: Langston: +4 DEX, 69 rounds remaining
Lion's Charge: Graigus, Mahler: Full Attack on a charge, 69 Rounds remaining
Resistance: Kria: +1 all saves, 10 rounds remaining
Haste: Mahler, Gail, Gorrik, Graigus, Gilliam, Dam, Bozak, Kayla, Langston, Stoltz, Farain, Malsvirlexi, Ignatius, Kria: +1 Attack, +1 AC, +1 REF, +30' move, extra attack on a full attack, 13 rounds remaining
Elation: All: +2 STR, +2 DEX, +5' movement, 6 rounds remaining
Bless: All: +1 Attack/Saves vs. Fear, 30 rounds remaining))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Aug 05, 2006 1:01 pm
Coventry seems at a loss for just a moment, then his eyes meet those of his attacker. A smirk slowly crosses his face as he speaks words of power, the flow of blood from his wounds begins to stop and the Doctor nods to the sniper. [Immediate Action : Close Wounds: 4 + 5 = +9 HP : Coventry]
[Healing Kicker : Sanctuary : Will Save 21 to attack Coventry]
The Doctor strides forward, ignoring the snipers on either side and making straight for his wounded allies. Even as he steps through the thick grass, his hands begin to weave magic in the air and he mouths words of power. As he reaches the side of his leader, he reaches out and touches him lightly on the shoulder, "What would you do without me, governor?"
[CSW: 2 + 2 + 4 + 8 = 16 : Dicem]
[Defensive Casting Auto-Pass]
[Mobile Spell Casting : Cast and Continue to Move]
Without waiting for a reply, the Doctor moves on through his allies until he finally comes to a stop between them and the forward group. His customary smirk is now planted firmly on his face, his eyes following the battle keenly.
[Two squares south of Graigus]

Posted by: Cyrus Sat Aug 05, 2006 10:31 pm
Gail gasps as the flames engulf her, skin blistering as the conjured fire whips around her and disappears. Seems we're both too entrenched to leave..., she thought to herself as she scans the battlefield, finding an opportunity in the Vrock near Gorrik. Using her enhanced speed, she takes a place above the Galam soldier and strikes out at the Lesser Demon.
[Attack: 1d20(18)+6(BAB)+3(Str)+1(Weapon)+2(buffs)=30.
Hit.
Damage: 1d10(4)+3(Str)+1(weapon)-1(silver)=7.]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Aug 06, 2006 4:24 am
Graigus moves around the standing water, stopping with the Lesser Demon to his front and the dwarf to his right. Twirling his staff, he once more became a flurry of wooden death, beating on the demon first before moving on to the fiend. ((Stagger around the pool to the spot below the lesser demon and next to the dwarf. Auto-pass the check to avoid AoO's during Stagger, so nothing left to do but calculate rape.
Attack the Demon, then the dwarf, then the demon again (if it's alive, else the dwarf if it's not.)
Haste Attack: 1d10 +5 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = crit threat (20)
Confirm: 1d10 +5 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (chargee) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = 29
Damage: [1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles)] x2 (crit) = 48
Attack1: 1d10 +4 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = 21
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles) +1 (prayer)= 23
Attack1: 1d10 +4 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = crit threat (20)
Confirm: 1d10 +4 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (chargee) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = 20
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles)= 27, 54 if the crit confirms.))

Posted by: Tarethen Mon Aug 07, 2006 8:07 pm
With the incoming fire from above, Farain turned his attention from the monsters on the ground to the fiends in the trees, helping Tanis out. ((Roll 2D20 since I'm not moving. Both are hits according to TUM. 25 and 21 for reference. Damage roll 1:
2d6: 2 + 6 + 6(str) + 1(elation) + 1(haste) + 1(bless) = 17.
Damage roll 2:
2d6: 1 + 3 + 6(str) + 1(haste) + 1(elation) + 1(bless) = 13.
I think those buffs are all, if I added something wrong, then readd for me, TUM. Sorry it took so long. All on the same archer, too))

Posted by: Riegien Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:29 pm
Bozak snaps the arrow shaft protruding from his armor, and procedes to lay into the dwarf that stands beside him. Attack 1- roll 18 +9str +1 haste +1 bless = 29 hit damage d10 = 1 + 14 str= 15 damage Attack 2 - roll 14 '' '' ''' = 24 hit Damage d10 = 5 + 14 str = 19 damage
Total damage = 34

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:45 am
The maiden frowns deeply as her two comrades are slain, her eyes narrowing, "You shall pay for that with your lives, beasts..." Spitting out the words, she begins to cautiously move her hands in intricate patterns, speaking words of arcane power.
[Defensive Cast: 19 + 3 = 21]
[Bolt - 22 Damage - 15ft radius ]
The maiden holds forth her hand, a piece of amber clutched within, and the skies darken for a moment, bolts of lightning arching down from above and into the fiends. Unerringly they strike out, avoiding harm to the maiden and the cart.

Posted by: Rusty Tue Aug 08, 2006 1:21 am
*Ombligo yelps in pain as he returns fire with a Lightning Bolt at the archer that shot him.* : "Someone help me take down these archers!" ((Move 5' to the right, zap me some Archer. Lightning Bolt: 6 4 5 2 6 6 4 1 = 34 damage. REF save DC 21 for half damage.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Aug 08, 2006 3:23 am
Tanis' fireball catches one of the archers, the second dodging behind a tree to escape the flames. ((Fail, Pass. Evasion. No damage for one.)) Kayla and Mahler know their strikes should've severely wounded if not killed their foe, but the Lesser Demon seems to be far less damaged than they thought. It even manages to mostly shrug off the attack of the Galam Soldier, whose Great Axe should've by all rights cleaved off a wing.
((Hit. 4 damage after DR from the Soldier.))
Kria's assault nearly takes the Archer's head off, but he backpedals just in time and a gash is opened on his chest and throat instead. The warrior looks almost ready to die, and indeed does tumble over the cliff as the nimble Langston scrambles up to finish the job.
Sorel's lightning spell cascades over the devils, the nimble Hellhound being the only one managing to evade its wrath. One looks at the seemingly innocuous bat and snarls.
"You'll pay for that, treelover!" the Knight challenges.
((25 damage to all Knights, 15 to the Hellhound.))
Gail's strike fails to injure the Lesser Demon, but Graigus' near insane fury allows him to tear apart the Lesser Demon and Dark Dwarf both near him, the pair of foes reduced to bloody lumps.
Farain's arrows strike the unlucky soul burned by Tanis' magic and finish the job the mage started. The Archer collapses without a sound, his vocal chords destroyed by a pair of accurate arrows.
Ombligo's bolt sets fire to a tree behind the archer he targets as the roguish bowman leaps out of the way.
Stoltz and the lizardman whose name I'll never remember open fire on one of the Archers and cause many greivous wounds.
((Critical Hit, Hit, Hit, Miss, Miss. 35 damage from Stoltz and Mals to the poor Left Archer.))
Astrid's magic fells the Hellhound and wounds the others, who look now close to death.
The wounded archer snarls and fires a precise shot at Mahler, his other arrow rebounding harmless off his stone skin.
((Hit, Miss. 14 damage to Mahler.))
Gilliam fires his chaingun, but the Archer he targets dodges under the hail of bullets.
((Burst Fire: Miss.))
One of the Death Archers fires on Astrid, but the protectice illusion beguiles him and he strikes only the side of the cart.
((Hit, miss. Displacement: Miss.))
Another Death Archer fires on Astrid, this time a single arrow pierces her defenses.
((Hit, Hit. Displacement: Miss, Hit. 9 damage to Astrid.))
The Lesser Demon encircled by Kayla and company lashes out at the rogue as well as Gail. The tiefling is clawed twice while the aasimar receives a single bite.
((Hit, Hit, Hit. 16 damage to Kayla, 7 damage to Gail.))
The Devil Dwarf near Astrid steps up to slash at her with his mighty axe, but her illusion holds and all that is cleaved is air. The dwarf howls his frustration, screaming Fiendish curses.
His foe defeated, Bozak attempts to scale the wall to find his assailant, but fails to get a handhold. Another arrow strikes the dragon samurai, nearly causing him to black out. He spies his assailant, but one of the other Death Archers suddenly calls down an orb of darkness that maskes both Archers once more.
((Miss, Hit. No crit. Almost max damage. 22 damage to Bozak. Bozak is at 0 HP. Darkness indicated by circle on map.))
Gorrik wanders out of the darkened area, taking a defensive stance.
A spear embeds itself into the ground near Graigus, the Dark Knight who threw it readying his lance. Another Dark Knight charges the monk, lance gleaming wickedly.
((Miss. Hit? (21 to hit total.) If Hit, 36 damage to Graigus.))
An explosive bolt from one of the Bowriders finally gets past Astrid's defenses, knocking out the wizardess and causing her to bleed freely.
((Hit. 11 damage. Astrid is at -3 HP.))
"NO!" shouts a Galam Soldier halfway on his way to the lady, but a Dark Knight intercepts him with a charge, skewering the soldier on his lance.
((Hit, 36 damage.))
Another Knight charges and nearly slays the soldier flanking the Lesser Demon with Kayla... but the stubborn soldier still manages to draw breath.
((Hit. 33 damage.))
A well aimed bolt blows up in Gorrik's face, sending jolts of pain through the aged warrior's every nerve.
((Critical Hit! 24 damage.))
A Dark Cleric touches one of the Knight's wounds, and half of his injuries fade away.
((Heal 2! -Cure Serious Wounds- 24 damage healed.))
A pair of lightning bolts from the Necromancers singe Sorel's wings.
((Saves made. 20 total damage.))
Ignatius sends forth a blast of dark energy that slays the Death Archer above Mahler.
Next turn!
((X is Ignatius' current position, 30' in the air. Circle is Darkness AOE.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Aug 08, 2006 3:41 am
Sorel's eyes narrow at the Devil Knight, and then proceed to turn from a clear, cold blue. The air around the cart is chilled as the armor of those around the druid begins to glow blue. Two manage to shake off the worst of it, chips of ice flying out of the joints of their armor. The others are locked in place as their armors' joints are covered with a sheen of blue-white ice, immobilizing them.
((Freeze Armor cast. 2 passed their saves and take 1 cold damage. 3 more take 3 cold damage, are immobilized, and take a -6 to hit and a -8 to Dexterity.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Aug 08, 2006 3:44 am
Confronted by shadow as deep and dark as the feelings of his comrades for him, Coventry stumbles back into the light of day. Bathed once more in the radiance of the sun, the Doctor breathes a sigh of relief and glances around the battlefield with keen eyes. His eyes center on the embattled figure of the Galam soldier and a smirk slowly crosses his face, "I do love a good challenge..."
[Tumble: 17 + 15 = 32]
Breaking into a sprint, he leaps forward into a roll that brings him up at the side of the soldier. He looks up at the forboding centaur with a taunting grin, hands so often engaged in mischievous acts reach out with healing while a voice which troubles the souls of others speaks words of restoration. The wounds of the beaten soldier abruptly begin to close, life surging back into him.
[Mobile Spellcasting]
[Defensive Casting: Auto-pass]
[Cure Critical Wounds: 3 + 5 + 7 + 8 = 23 : Nameless Friendless Soldier]
The Doctor then shakes his head with a grin and speaks a few words of power, sealing more of his own wounds.
[Immediate Action: Close Wounds : 1 + 5 = 6 : Coventry]

Posted by: Cyrus Tue Aug 08, 2006 4:37 am
Scowling at her poor performance against the demon and the retaliatory bite, Gail turns her attention to the newly arrived knight that assailed the Galam soldier, moving down cautiously as to not provoke a second strike. The paladin calls upon the power of the heavens to back her blows, holy flames steathing the blade with her first strike as her blade slices into the knight's side with increased focus.
[Move 5' south, attack Knight - Smite, Divine Might.
Attack 1: 1d20(19)
Confirm: 1d20(12)+6(BAB)+3(Str)+1(weapon)+2(buffs)=24.
Critical hit confirmed!
Damage: 1d10(9)+3(Str)+6(Smite)+6(Might)=24x2=48 damage.
Attack 2: 1d20(18)+1(BAB)+3(Str)+1(weapon)+2(buffs)= 25.
Hit confirmed.
Damage: 1d10(2)+3(Str)+6(Might)=11 damage.
Attack 3: 1d20(5)+6(BAB)+3(Str)+1(Weapon)+2(buffs)=17.]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Aug 08, 2006 5:05 am
Moving around the field, Graigus stops just in front of the knight near the fallen woman. Still angered, he chose to tear into the two creatures on either side of it, even as Sorel's spell froze it's armor. The first to be targeted was the dwarf, which barely had time to look over before its non-evil kinsman struck him in the face. His jaw cracked, the Dark Dwarf could only stagger and stumble before a final shot to the forehead put it down. Not to leave the unholy man left out, he aimed a hard thrust at the robed villain's midsection.
((Haste Attack: 1d10 +5 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = crit threat (20)
Confirm: 1d10 +5 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (chargee) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = 21
Damage: [1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles)] x2 (crit) = 48 to dwarf
Attack1: 1d10 +4 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = 23
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles)= 24 to dwarf. Dwarf is dead.
Attack1: 1d10 +4 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) = 32
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles)= 25 to priest
Demoralize: 1d20 +4 (sit. mod) = 13. Priest fails, Knight passes. Priest is shaken for one round.))
As the dark cleric held his wound, visibly shaken and the dwarf toppled over, as dead as almost every other target that the drunken monk had struck, a red-headed blur seemed to appear out of nowhere. It's mobility hampered by his frozen armor, all the Knight can do is suffer as the kris knives slip through joints and tear apart flesh. Not ready to let the dwarf be the only one having fun, Dicem also stabs the priest for minimal effect.
((Last round - Move to the Spot next to Sorel's current postion, feint against Priest (DC 24 to resist).
This round - Smoke some Knight and priest
Haste Attack: 1d20 +5 (bab) +5 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) +1 (bless) +1 (haste) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 18
Damage: 1d6 +2 (str) +2d6 (sneak) = 13 to Knight
Attack1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +5 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) +1 (bless) +1 (haste) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 18
Damage: 1d6 +2 (str) +2d6 (sneak) = 12 to Knight
Attack2: 1d20 +5 (bab) +5 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) +1 (bless) +1 (haste) -2 (twf) = 22
Damage: 1d6 +2 (str) = 8 to Priest))
"Too bad... looks like you made a big mistake," Dicem said, pulling the blade out slowly as the dark healer struggles to stand. "This is the Drunken Monkey, and you pissed him off. Better hope I finish you before he does..."
Arbeiten first heals Ombligo, then moves between the carts to see who might be injured. Noting the paladin's wounds, he then steps over to heal Gail's injuries.
((Round before: CMW on Ombligo, 17 HP healed.
This round: CSW on Gail, 25 HP healed, defensive casting 16 + mods for a pass.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Aug 08, 2006 4:00 pm
Kayla hisses as the demon claws at her, inflicting moderate wounds. The rogue grins slyly as she twirls her twin blades in her hands, and slashes the demon twice. [Attack 1: 12 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Elation) +1 (Bless) = 25
Damage: 5 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Elation) + 13 (Sneak Attack) - 10 (DR) = 11
Attack 2: 20 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Bless) = 33
Confirm: 16 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Bless) = 26
Damage: 2 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Elation) x2 (Crit) + 14 (Sneak Attack) - 10 (DR) = 14
Total Damage: 25]

Posted by: Alpha Tue Aug 08, 2006 5:39 pm
Tanis looks quickly around, and sighs with relief that the enemies in the immediate area have been cleared. He begins to move forward to offer more destruction, when he notices the arrow in his ribs is still there. Whilst continuing to move, he cleanly pulls it out, wincing as he does so.
Reaching a good spot, Tanis begins casting once more, again using the same spell he'd opened with. This time, the Knight in a direct line from him was his target. Upon finishing the spell, the sound lance roars towards his foe. However, the spell seemed more effective in this casting, as the waves of sonic energy are much more intense.
[Cast Sound Lance at the Knight two spaces left of Gorrik
Damage: 6d8 + 4(edge) = 8+8+6+6+7+5 + 4 = 44 damage]
((Yes, AIM did give me those rolls. I was surprised, I must say))

Posted by: Aldur Tue Aug 08, 2006 9:40 pm
Kria laughs and gives Langston a thumbs up as she ascend slightly into the air again, speeding off towards her next target. She stops in midair, watching a blast of energy barrel into an archer, knocking it dead. She didn't do that...the catgirl frowned as she traced the owner of the eldritch blast, laughing suddenly. It was that weird guy.
So like, he thinks he can upstage me hmm? I'll show him!
Kria continues on her path, streaking to a halt in midair as she sees Gail attack a Knight. She took aim, easily hitting the knight and chortled to herself as the blast slammed home.
((Ranged touch: 13+6(Dex with Elation)+4(BAB) = 23. Hit.
Damage: 4+3+4 = 11 damage to Knight.
Kria is 20 ft into the air on the square just south west of where Coventry was at the start of the round. The square with the water just outside the darkness.))

Posted by: Riegien Wed Aug 09, 2006 2:12 am
Snapping the shaft of the new arrow protruding from his armor, Bozak turns from the cliff face and strides purposefully towards the center of the battlefield, hoping that there it is not engulfed in inky blackness. Taking a few paces, his foot becomes entangled in a root and he falls flat, only a baritone 'OOF' as a sign that he has fallen in the dark.
5' step to the left, and then I fall prone

Posted by: Nightmare Wed Aug 09, 2006 5:02 am
Gorrik moves his dwarven ass on over towards the priest and lays into him. ((Attack1: d20 + 7(BAB) + 4(STR) + 1(Haste) + 1(Elation) + 1(Axe) + 1(bless) - 5(PA) = 18 + 10 = 28 Damage1: d10 + 4(STR) + 1(Elation) + 1(Axe) + 5(PA) = 3 + 11 = 14))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Aug 09, 2006 9:18 pm
"My thanks..." the soldier whispers as his wounds heal. The Knight near Coventry falls with a gout of blood replacing its neck, Gail's strike decapitating the foul warrior. Her second blow hits the Demon, but fails to do much. Dam's dagger attacks scrape harmless off the Knight's frozen, but still very protective armor. However, his slash on the Priest manages to wound the man.
Kayla slices apart the Lesser Demon with ease, the gargoyle-like creature falling to the ground and disintegrating into ash.
Tanis's spell blasts the Knight apart in a gory shower.
Kria's blast puts the already heavily wounded Knight to rest.
((Gorrik needs a new action, as his target is dead. Ombligo needs to do something, as does half the team.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Aug 09, 2006 10:25 pm
"My pleasure..." Coventry nods with a grin, "Just don't waste my efforts by dying out here."

Posted by: Rusty Wed Aug 09, 2006 10:53 pm
*Ombligo floats in approval of Arby's healing spell.* : "Thanks, Mr. Healer guy!" *Ombligo, floating high, moves toward the closest wagon and casts Lightning Bolt once more, this time at the Bowrider.* ((If any allies are in the way, change targets to any possible enemy that would not have allies in the way.
LB #3!
Damage: 5 2 2 3 6 3 6 5 = 32.
REF save DC 22 for half damage.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Aug 09, 2006 11:46 pm
Langston gave a big grin to Kria as she flew off before returning his attention to the battle at hand. Throwing himself over the cliff edge with a somersault before landing gracefully on his feet, the rat continued his move to catch up with his allies by bounding easily over the small expanse of water before him, coming to rest just behind Kayla.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:23 am
Gorrik buries his axe into the Priest's knees and the spellcaster promptly collapses, dead. Kria being airborne proves quite a boon to Ombligo, as he promptly blasts the Bowrider behind the fiery wall with a lightning bolt. The fiendish centaur roars in pain.
Gilliam walks forward, laying down covering fire that hits nothing as two arrows thud into the ground besides Dam.
Four shots from unseen in the woods strike the lizardman and knock him unconscious.
((Hit, Hit, Miss, Miss. He's down, but stable.))
An arrow from one of the cliff archers grazes Tanis, even as another thuds into the ground.
((Hit, Miss. 4 damage to Tanis.))
The remaining Knight lashes out at Dam with his hooves, but hits only air. With his lance, he jabs into Graigus, opening a wound in the monk's leg.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 10 damage to Graigus.))
The Galam Soldier charges the remaining Knight, dodging its lance to come under it with an upward axe chop that draws blood.
((AoO:Miss. Attack: Hit! 11 damage to the Knight.))
Graigus hears a thud beside him, and suddenly a great force rips into his side, a near direct hit by an explosive Bowrider shot peppering him with shrapnel.
((Hit! Miss. 8 damage to Graigus.))
Another lightning bolt from one of the Necromancers strikes Sorel in the side, the druid flying mostly out of the way.
((Save made. 38/2= 19 damage to Sorel.))
The other Necromancer makes an odd gesture and what little remains of the demon there are suddenly explode! However, the remains make for a very poor blast...
((Doc, Mahler, Arby, Gail, Kayla, Langston. Make a Ref save DC18 or take a whopping 11 damage.))
Dam sees spots in front of his eyes, but he's easily able to stave off the effect.
With a thunderous stamping, the Hydra moves up.
Next turn!

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:38 am
Sorel, in bleeding batform, spreads his wings and screeches. The valley's flora bend to his will, entangling many foes. When the spell is completed, the druid flies into the cart, seeking cover. ((Entangle cast, centered as shown on the map Grasses, weeds, bushes, and even trees wrap, twist, and entwine about creatures in the area or those that enter the area, holding them fast and causing them to become entangled (Can't run or charge, move at half speed, -2 to hit, -4 Dexterity. DC 16 Concentration check to cast). The creature can break free and move half its normal speed by using a full-round action to make a DC 20 Strength check or a DC 20 Escape Artist check. A creature that succeeds on a DC 17 Reflex save is not entangled but can still move at only half speed through the area. Each round on my turn, the plants once again attempt to entangle all creatures that have avoided or escaped entanglement.
Also, everyone frozen eats another 3 cold damage. Sorel flies into the cart, and gains cover.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Aug 10, 2006 6:36 am
With a quick swing of his staff, the dwarf brings down the already dying Knight. As the armor clatters to the floor, he looks around and takes note of the archer on the hill. ((Attack: 1d10 +5 (bab) +6 (bab) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc.) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) = 27
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +7 (brambles)= 27))
"Arbeiten, get over here!" Dicem said, barking orders. "This woman's down! Graigus, get up there and slow down our sniper friend! Coventry, tend to Sorel! Anyone with a ranged attack, start repaying the favors our tangled friends did us! I want offensive spells raining on them yesterday, if not sooner!"
Following his own advice, the rogue exchanged his knives for his bow, snapping off a shot at the dark wizard near the Hydra. Meanwhile, Graigus ran, jumped, and pulled himself onto the ledge in one fluid motion.
((Jump: 1d20 +5 (ranks) +2 (syn) +5 (str) +12 (speed)= 37
Climb: 1d20 +1 (ranks) +5 (str) = 24
Graigus should be directly south of the archer on the ledge.
=====
Dicem moves 10' to the left and 5' to the south before firing on the spellcaster to the left of the hydra.
Attack: 1d20 +5 (bab) +4 (dex) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) -2 (shaky) = 23
Damage: 1d8 +1 (str) +1 (pbs) = 10
Also... full specs on the arrows.
(O) Explosive Arrows: +1d6 damage, -2 attack, 8/24 made, 8/8 remaining. Farain has all 8.))
=====
Moving quickly, the half-giant reaches into the cart and lays a hand on Sorel, closing some of his wounds.
((Move to the spot north of the Galam Soldier.
CMW: 2d8 +7 = 15 HP healed))

Posted by: Alpha Thu Aug 10, 2006 9:46 am
Tanis moves forward again, to get in better sight of his intended targets, wincing slightly as he does from his newest wound. That could be though about later though. This was the time to act. Especially against that hydra. [Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 12 = 29]
"That hydra people, it's just a normal one. It's neither a pyro type, or a cryo type," he announces.
[Move 30' down. Cast Sudden Empowered Blaze 2, targetted at the square under the bottom right part of the hydra. That should hit the Hydra, the Nercomancer, the Bowknight, the Priest and the Sniper.
Damage: 6d6 * 1.5 + 4 = (3+2+6+3+3+3)*1.5 + 4 = 34
Reflex save DC19 for half damage]

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Aug 10, 2006 1:39 pm
[Reflex Save: 14 + 9 + Misc = 23] The Doctor looks around his fearsome leader with irritation, a dark frown crossing his face as Dicem presumes to tell him how to do his job, then he starts forward while weaving magic in the air and speaking words of power. Arriving at the back of the cart, he looks in at the bleeding bat, his words carrying a bit of vehemence, "Hold still, ya damn batbrain." Coventry reaches out to heal Sorel if he can reach the creature.
[CSW: 3 + 2 + 4 + 8 = 17 : Sorel]
Assuming his task is completed, the Doctor turns back to the battlefield and shakes his head at the Hydra, "That's one ugly mother...kind of reminds me of someone I know though." A thoughtful expression crosses his face.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Aug 11, 2006 1:38 am
[Reflex save: 6 + 12 = 18] Kayla jumps to the side, avoiding a better part of the very minor blast. Though she could probably go through the wall of fire and not get hurt too badly, she doesn't go. Dicem gave specific orders, even though they are orders she cannot follow.
"No can do..."

Posted by: Tarethen Fri Aug 11, 2006 3:14 am
Having been stationary a majority of the battle, Farain made his way forward, taking up space behind Kria. "Now that I'm with the group, time to see if I could be of some use here." ((Attack roll: 1d20: 9 + 5(bab) + 6(Dex) + 1(elation) + 1(haste) = 22.
If it's a hit:
Damage roll. Using Explosive Arrow.:
2d6: 1 + 1 +4(Explosive arrow) + ( 6(str) + 1(elation) = 13, I think. Pitiful. ))

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Aug 11, 2006 4:13 am
*Mahler's dense body has a difficult time moving out of the way of the exploding Vrock's body. He begins to turn, but it is too late. The pieces of corpse spray at him, and while most of it rebounds from his hard hide, the force of the impact stuns him a bit. He brushes it off, and sees that much of the remaining fight is further down the battlefield now. He moves, quickened by the haste spell cast earlier. Mahler passes by his allies and to the knight. He reels his right fist back, then lunges forward with all his might.*
((Reflex Save: 1d20 + 6 + 1 = 2 + 7 = 9. Fail. Mahler takes 11 - 5 = 6 damage.
Move South of the Galam Soldier and PA 5 the knight. Pass through the cart's space if possible.
1d20 + 16 - 5 = 11 + 11 = 22.
2d8 + 10 + 5 = 3 + 6 + 15 = 24 damage.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Aug 11, 2006 4:28 am
((Langston moves directly across from Graigus to flank, and attacks. Relevant Rolls: Reflex Save = 17 + all bonuses = Passed. Climb = 15 + skills = Should Pass Attack Roll: 10 + 4[BAB] + 6[Dex] + 2 [Cat's Grace] + 1[Haste]+1[Elation] + 2[Flank] = 26
Rapier: 6 + 1 (Elation/Str) =7
SA: 3,1,1 = 5 or SS: 4,5,8 = 17))
"Ew," Langston blurted as he nimbly swerved his body to avoid the corpseplosion before him. He set into motion again, this time bounding for the cliff opposite the one he had just come from. He bounded up the wall as if it were nothing before catching sight of Graigus, and seeing an opportunity to disrupt another one of their newfound friends, the rat lunged forward with Broderbund once again.

Posted by: Cyrus Fri Aug 11, 2006 5:35 am
Gail ducks out of the way of the brunt of the blast, though a shard of bone whizzes past her cheek, leaving a small slash and a splotch of blood. Indignation appears in her steel-eyed gaze, turning to stare at the far-off wall of fire before taking length of the battlefield. Finding no enemies in her reach and the wounded being cared for, she sees opportunity to the east, among the group's artillery. The paladin once again puts her speed to her advantage, setting herself nearby as she weaves divine energy into being, making the hands of her friends steadier and their bolts fly truer.
[Save vs. DC18: 1d20(11)+9(REF)=20. Save passed for 6 damage.
Move 3 spaces south, 6 spaces east. Cast Blessed Aim affecting Gail, Kria, Gilliam and Farain.]

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