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Posted by: Rusty Wed Oct 06, 2004 6:02 am
((Marine is cold and pure evil.))

Posted by: Jath Linoe Wed Oct 06, 2004 5:19 pm
((I'll take on the role of Rue as soon as a read a little about playing a healer... what level will he be at?))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Oct 06, 2004 5:24 pm

QUOTE (Jath Linoe @ Wed Oct 06, 2004 5:19 pm)
((I'll take on the role of Rue as soon as a read a little about playing a healer... what level will he be at?))

((Level 4 since he's been out of it for a while. Also, now that the battlefield is almost clear, Jath can charge the worms. Ivellas can when he takes out the Soldiers blocking his way.))

Posted by: Jath Linoe Wed Oct 06, 2004 8:24 pm
*The shouts of his friends echoed in Jath's ear. He peeked over his shoulder and saw a great lump in the worms neck and Prestle jabbing at it franticly. Immediately he turned and rushed into a charge. His hoofs scraped the stone road as he gained speed.*
((Is it noticable that I always describe my charges the same way?))
Charge: 13+11-1+1= 24
Damage: 8+6*3= 42

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Wed Oct 06, 2004 11:03 pm
Solomon remains standing between the doorway and the queen, trying to keep an eye on both.

Posted by: Lord Zendor Wed Oct 06, 2004 11:33 pm
*with the Magi taken care of, Nortiln goes over to a Dark Soldier and confronts him* ((Power Attack 2: Attack: 7 + 10 - 2 = 15 Probably a miss, but just in case. Damage: 3 + 4 + 2 = 9))

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Oct 07, 2004 2:00 am
*Thaske finally recovers from the shock of seeing Ken swallowed whole and points a finger at the offending worm, firing off his last Shocking Spark. As the brilliant bolts of lightning arc towards the massive beast Thaske calls down the power of Volcannon, giving the spell a small bit more power.*
((Shocking Spark cast with both rays going for the worm that swallowed Ken, while using Servant of the Heavens to add +1 damage to the first ray.))
1d20 +4 =20, ranged touch attack hit!
4d6 +1 =6 +4 +1 +1 +1 =13 electric damage!
1d20 +4 =22, ranged touch attack hit!
4d6 =1 +4 +3 +4 =12 electric damage!
25 electric damage total to the worm swallowing Ken.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Oct 07, 2004 6:07 am
Thaske, Prestle and Jath's attacks press the worm hard, ripping out great hunks of its segmented flesh. Daran's heavy rifle cracks a loud retort as the worm finds a new hole through part of its body. ((25, hit! 14 damage!)) The worm sways, then gives a horrible scream as a blade erupts from its belly and begins to carve a large circle. The worm topples over as Ken carves himself a passage out of the worm's gullet using a short sword he'd had on him.
: "Well... Not my most impressive win, but things could be worse... Er... Don't tell Mae the damn thing managed to swallow me, OK?"
Nortlin's sword bounces off the heavy armor of the Dark Soldier.
Jath finds himself the target of the last surviving worm's wrath as the beast bites off a hunk of his flesh.
((5+20=25, hit! 14 damage!))
Out of the corner of his optical sensor, Solomons sees that some of the Shadows in the library creep of their own accord, and his sophisticated sensors allow him to distinguish 7 targets scattered in the room, circling around Anri and Felix.
One of Ivellas' attackers stumbles on a dead body and the agile Ivellas manages to pre-emptively attack him, killing him with a lance through the neck.
((1d20+13 = 22
15 damage))
Nortlin's opponent manages to wound his left wing lightly.
((6 damage.))
NEXT TURN!
Allies:
Ken Brighthoof
Enemies:
1 Worm
2 Dark Soldiers

Posted by: Rusty Thu Oct 07, 2004 6:22 am
*Spotting out of the corner of his eye his friend Jath, Prestle turns around and slams his lance hard at the worm, his lance easily piercing through its body.* ((Roll to hit...10 + 8 + 1 = 19...I'll assume I hit that blasted worm. Damage: 8 + 5 = 13!))
: I've had enough of these!

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Oct 07, 2004 6:32 am
*Still reeling in pain, Ivellas knew there would be time to recover soon enough. Moving towards the remaining dark soldiers with conviction in his face and in his stride, Ivellas attempted to convey that even on his last legs he would continue. Leaning back to give leeway for more momentum, Ivellas thrusts forth with all his might. The lance strikes true through the armor of the dark soldier, causing him to grunt, but not fall over.*
((Previos AoO: 1d20+13 = 18, miss
Attack: 1d20+13 = 26, hit
1d8+10 = 18))
~~~
*Knowing full well that even in his injured state Ivellas could take care of himself, Kyuu continues to focus fire on the worms at hand. With only one left, a concentrated effort would bring them down. Weaving his hands in front of him yet again, Kyuu unleashes yet another icy blast upon the worm.*
((1d8+10 = 18))

Posted by: Lord Zendor Thu Oct 07, 2004 2:53 pm
*Nortiln tries again for the Dark Soldier, hoping to penetrate his defenses* ((Attack: 5 + 10 = 15 Miss))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Oct 07, 2004 6:51 pm
Myala hacks a bit when the potion is forced down her throat, but her minor wounds heal and she regains consciousness. Her eyes slowly flutter open and she staggers to her feet. Seeing Kyuu up again, she smiles and puts herself in front of him after he casts his spell. She looks at him over her shoulder and grins.
"Stay behind me for now, ok? I would heal you, but I'm in bad condition and I'm of no use to you or anyone else if I'm a corpse."
She chuckles a bit after saying this and places her hands on herself. As she chants in celestial, a white light spreads over her burned body. The sickly blacked and blistered skin begins to heal and return to its normal cream color. After this, she lowers her arms and opens her eyes.
Myala abandons Inflict Serious Wounds to cast Cure Serious Wounds, and regains 27 hit points.
((Damage Healed: 3d8 + 6 > 7 * 3 + 6 = 27))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Thu Oct 07, 2004 7:39 pm
SYSTEM WARNING: Secondary Weapon System Fault- Capacitor failure. Cannot insure power delivery to system. Expect sporratic usage- Less than 5% chance of minimum threshold. Recommend switching to primary weapon system. ENEMY ANALYSIS: Note that primary weapon system ineffective against this enemy when encountered previously. Recommend switching to secondary weapon system.
Solomon edges closer to the queen. "Queen Anri, Felix," he says calmly, "I detect no fewer than 7 shadow creatures moving throughout this room, and my energy weapon has failed. I am unable to injure them. I can, however, mark them for you to attack, or I can take the queen and flee this area. Which would you prefer?"
As he says this, he eyes the queen, trying to determine the reason she has been so unresponsive despite the alarms, fighting, and his own shout several moments ago.

Posted by: Jath Linoe Thu Oct 07, 2004 9:09 pm
*Jath rears back as the worm sinks it's teeth into his side. He roars in pain and stumbles further backward from fear of being swallowed himself.*

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Oct 07, 2004 9:47 pm
The dragonman, who'd succumbed to his painful blows only moments before, now lay in a pool of his own freely-flowing blood. It stained the smooth stones a reddish brown in an ever widening circle until, by biology or luck or divine intervention or a stunning combination of the three, the red liquid moving through his veins stopped moving across the battle site. He wasn't by any means able to rise and lend his aid, but at least he would survive this fight.
((According to TUM, the rolls I made stopped my bleeding at - you guessed it - good 'ol -9.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Oct 07, 2004 10:24 pm
((OOC: Don't feel bad, I would be dead had I not rolled good on my Con check. I logically had Myala heal herself because I did not know how bad you were wounded, and a priestess is no good to the party if she's dead Now that you're stable though, you'll be ok. I'm not even sure you're nearby, and healing those who have low hit points but aren't in the negatives is a priority over healing someone who is, but is stable, because a blow could easily kill someone with low hit points. I'm trying to use my brain here, and most enemies won't go after people who are defenseless, they'll go after those that are standing first))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Oct 08, 2004 4:37 pm
The halfling's eyes narrow and his grip on his sword tightens, "Please...take her majesty to safety..." ((Spot: 15 + 2 = 17 In addition, felix is using his other senses as in his Blind Fight feat. Although Shadows are not noisy and generally do not smell I would assume that it would aid him to a certain degree.))
((If Felix can distingush an enemy.
[First Attack]
4 + 11 + 3 = 18
4 + 3 = 7
[Second Attack]
15 + 6 + 3 = 24
3 +3 = 6
[Spring Attack]
Moves to protect Anri's and the Android's retreat.
))
((If Felix cannot distingush an enemy.
Prepares to defend Anri from any attack, taking it himself.))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Oct 08, 2004 11:19 pm
The android nods, and quickly shoots out his arms to grab Queen Anri from where she sits. Pulling her back to himself, he turns and sprints as fast as he safely can out the door and down the hall. ((OOC: Extended reach is fun!))

Posted by: Critical Mass Fri Oct 08, 2004 11:58 pm
*Thaske grabs another glass marble from his component pouch and sends it flying to the two Dark Soldiers hanging on the fringe of the battle. The bead explodes into a burst of electricity, hopefully taking at least one out of the battle.* ((6d6 =2 +1 +6 +2 +2 +5 =18 electrical damage))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Oct 09, 2004 12:29 am
Prestle's attack slams into the worm, stabbing a small hole in the gargantuan creature's underside. Thaske's spell is the final straw for Ivellas' opponent, who crumples suddenly under the weight of his own armor and falls to the ground. The other soldier is promptly finished by a well placed shot through the head by Daran.
Ken performs a series of lance attacks that comes close to matching the already legendary Mae.
((Hit, hit, hit. 60 total damage.))
Allies:
Ken Brighthoof
Enemies:
1 Worm
Meanwhile...
Felix's amulet begins to glow warmly as he spots all 7 remaining shadows outlined in clear bluish white.
Solomon detects the fatigue on the queen has increased exponentially since the begining of the battle.
: "I... can't let... No..." Anri says as she squirms in Solomon's grasp to fling one last ice spell that shatters one of the shadow demons before she falls unconscious.
Both Felix's attacks strike the same demon, each time his crystal flaring brightly. The blows manage to fell the beast and it crumbles to dust.
The Shadow Demons surge forth as one, ignoring Felix and giving him a wide berth as they rush to the now unconscious queen like sharks maddened by frenzy. Though not closed to melee yet, they are but inches from Solomon and his precious cargo...
(5 Demons left.)
Next turn!

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Oct 09, 2004 1:34 am
Felix moves after the queen and android, slashing at another shadow skillfully, "Get her out of here!!!" (([First Attack] 18 + 14 = 32 [Damage] 6 + 3 = 9 [Second Attack] 9 + 9 = 18 [Damage] 3 + 3 = 6))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Oct 09, 2004 3:23 pm
*Ivellas knew full well he couldn't keep going on like this. He was injured severely, and he could feel the urge to quit and fall over rising inside of him. The thought of what might have been continually pressed on his conscious, however. The "what if"s of his action versus his inaction. With only one of those blasted worms left, Ivellas knew that he had a chance to take out a major threat. He began moving with a slow gallop which turned into a burst of speed. His lance rammed into the side of the beast, tearing a rather severe hole in it.*
((1d20+15 = 22 (hit by previous successes)
1d8+10 = 12
12*3 = 36 damage))
~~~
*Kyuu assumed the battle would be won, soon, upon seeing Ivellas' mighty charge. Remembering the yell of the queen being under attack, he turns his attention towads the castle, listening for any sounds coming from inside*
((Listen: 1d20+2 = 13
Spot (since solomon's been firing things off): 1d20+10 = 30
If anything, he's preparing a freeze spell. If nothing, he's preparing mage armor))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Oct 09, 2004 3:32 pm
Myala narrows her eyes and looks back towards the castle. She can't shake off the feeling that something is wrong, and her ears remain perked strait up. Seeing that Ivellas is probably the worst wounded person within her reach, she turns to Kyuu.
"I need to go help Ivellas, Kyuu. Whatever you do, stay as far away from that worm as possible, got it?"
Though it hurts, she sprints over to Ivellas despite the danger to herself. She lays her hand on his shoulder and closes her eyes, a white light spreading from her fingertips. The pain of his wounds begins to subside as they heal.
Myala abandons Bestow Curse to cast Cure Serious Wounds. Ivellas regains 30 hit points.
"Are you ok Ivellas?"
((Damage Healed: 3d8 + 6 > 8 * 3 + 6 = 30))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Oct 09, 2004 4:31 pm
*Ivellas turns his head slightly to the side, showing a grin amidst a very serious expression to Myala* : Better, now

Posted by: Jath Linoe Sat Oct 09, 2004 5:50 pm
*Jath finally blocked out his pain and turned his attention back to the worm with an attack* Attack: 6+10=16 (I doubt that hits...) Damage: 6+6= 12

Posted by: Lord Zendor Sat Oct 09, 2004 10:49 pm
*Nortiln flies over to help with the worm* ((Attack: 13 + 10 = 23 Damage: 4 + 4 = 8))

Posted by: Rusty Sun Oct 10, 2004 4:49 am
((Assuming the worm is still alive...)) *Prestle jabs at the worm once more, easily piercing its hide again.* ((Roll to hit...13 + 8 + 1 = 22...Hit! Damage: 6 + 5 = 11!))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Oct 10, 2004 5:12 am
Prestle and Nortlin's blows slash into the worm while Ivella's charge rends its flesh. Adding to the damage is Ken's expert lancework. Jath's attack bounces off a piece of rocky skin. ((Ken: Hit, hit, hit. 52 total damage.)) Finally, Daran's rifle retorts and the creature's head explodes.
((Nat 20. 17 touch attack. Critical Hit! x4 damage! 12*4= 48 damage!))
As Daran swiftly reloads, he fails to see the worm's giant body topple, unfortunately right onto him. Daran gets clonked on the head by the edge of the beast, then falls over.
"Did we get 'em?" Daran weakly asks in a daze.
Meanwhile, Felix's attacks bites into a Shadow Demon, but does not fell it.
The Shadow demons continue to ignore Felix and rush towards the Queen, gaining ground swiftly.
(Need to know where the Queen is being taken. Where are you going Solomon?)

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Sun Oct 10, 2004 10:18 pm
OOC: Sorry, just got back SYSTEM/SENSORS/VISUAL/REAR> Enemy persuit indicated. 5 unique targets identified. SYSTEM> Engage tactical subsystem Tactical Subsystem Engaged. Feeding sensory data.
Tactical Analysis Follows:
Current status: Combat status.
Mission Queue: 1) Evade or terminate persuers.
2) Defend ANRI, QUEEN, HUMAN, FEMALE
3) Defend Allies
4) Defeat Shadowcasters
5) Follow Core Directives
Analysis, Mission Queue Position (1):
Range to persuers closing. Cannot increase speed.
Cannot expect to safely outdistance persuers unless persuers tire.
Persuers' endurence unknown quantity. Acceptance of this random variable pushes expected value of Mission Outcome beyond acceptable levels. Cannot expect persuers to tire.
Cannot flee persuers, must terminate persuers.
Modifying Mission Queue Position (1) to match new goal.
Cannot engage persuers while defending ANRI, QUEEN, HUMAN, FEMALE.
Secondary weapon system offline.
Cannot damage persuers with primary weapon system.
Cannot damage persuers.
ALLY: FELIX, UNKNOWN, HALFLING, MALE can damage persuers.
FELIX, UNKNOWN, HALFLING, MALE is being outdistanced.
Cannot lower velocity.
Cannot expect FELIX, UNKNOWN, HALFLING, MALE to defeat persuers.
Must find allies that can damage persuers.
May assume allies located in castle courtyard.
Return to location: Courtyard, Castle, Inertial Tracking Location 0012847E002382742N base 'Last Activation'.
Solomon tears down at maximum speed, abandoning safety for speed, and relying on maps he had built and analysis of footing he had made during his extended tour of the castle earlier to allow him to take risks no ordinary man would dare take as he strove to reach the courtyard before the shadows reached him. If need be, he would extend his arms out before him to buy the Queen another 10 feet.
As he ran, he amplified his voice once more to boom out, "QUEEN ANRI AND ANDROID SOLOMON FLEEING NO FEWER THAN 5 SHADOW CREATURES TOWARDS CASTLE COURTYARD. CANNOT SLOW DOWN. PREPARE TO ATTACK PERSUERS WHEN WE ENTER CASTLE COURTYARD IN 5... 4... 3... 2..."

Posted by: Jath Linoe Sun Oct 10, 2004 11:47 pm
*Jath perked up as the loud noise echoed from the castle.* : That's Solomon! The queen under attack!

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Oct 11, 2004 2:30 am
: "Anny's under attack? Then what are we waiting for? We've jobs to do! CHARGE!" Ken roars, charging towards where he heard the voice. Solomon sees a charging centaur as he clears the stairs and enters the audience hall, the last room before the courtyard. Ken gallops right past the robot and lashes out with lance at one of the incorporeal Shadow Demons. The lance glows white for a brief moment before tearing away protoplasm from the ghostly creature and causing it to dissolve in ash. The remaining four reach out to brush Anri lightly with shadowy tendrils. Three are repelled violently as a protective charm on the Queen activates and wards off the attacks, but the fourth manages to touch the Queen's arm. She shudders and seems to grow paler.
((2 temporary Str damage to Anri.))
((Hit. 13 damage x3= 39 damage = one dead shadow.))
Daran tries to move, but the worm has him pinned.
: "Uh... A little help here?" he meekly asks.
4 Shadow Demons left.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Mon Oct 11, 2004 2:59 am
Solomon continues trying to run in circles throughout the courtyard, arms and queen shooting this way and that as he continues trying to keep the queen away from the shadows and give his allies a chance to defeat them.

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Oct 11, 2004 9:11 am
*Knowing that the worm will soon fall and that he didn't have any more spells that would be useful against it anyway, Thaske turns and runs full-speed in the library's direction.*

Posted by: Jath Linoe Mon Oct 11, 2004 2:58 pm
*Jath looks at Ivellas before the group sped off to aide Anri* : Hurry Ivellas! I'll take care of Daran, my weapon is no use on those creatures. *Jath rushed over and immediately began pushing and the carcass to try and free Daran.*

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Oct 11, 2004 9:37 pm
As he begins to be left behind, the android picking up speed and his short legs failing him, Felix releases his blade, "Dance..." As the blade floats in the air beside him, he quickly pulls forth his shortbow and fits an arrow onto it, coming to a stop, his eyes narrowing. A second before the shadows, the queen, and Solomon vanish around a corner he releases an arrow which sings through the air before sparkling and bursting into brilliant flame.
((7 + 11 = 18 [To Hit]
4 + ? (Can't recall the elemental bonus) [Damage])))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Oct 11, 2004 10:35 pm
Myala stands there, her eyes wide and her draw dropping. It takes all the shouting and fighting going on around her to snap her out of her little trance. After what had happened the last time she had to fight these things, she wasn't really eager to fight them again. However, she knows she has a job to do that needs to be done before any harm comes upon Anri.
"Son of a- Ooh, I hate these things!"
The young priestess closes her eyes and chants, a light shining from her clenched fist. Her eyes slowly open and she thrusts forth her hand, a beam of searing light shooting forth from her palm.
Myala casts Searing Light.
((Ranged Touch Attack Roll: 1d20 + 8 > 20 + 8 = 28, threat
Confirm Critical: 1d20 + 8 > 10 + 8 = 18
Damage Inflicted: 6d6 > 5 x 6 = 30, normal hit OR 12d6 > 5 x 12 = 60, critical hit. I'm pretty sure the Shadows are undead, but if they aren't, they take these amounts of damage instead. 3d8 > 6 x 3 = 18, normal hit OR 6d8 > 6 x 6 = 36, critical hit))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Oct 11, 2004 11:47 pm
*Ivellas nods to Jath, and then turns around to face the shadows and provide a diversion for Solomon to get further away from them. Remembering that his shield would be no good against the shadows, he opts for more power by taking his lance in both hands. Moving into a quick gallop, Ivellas drives his lance into one of the shadows, causing it to dissipate.*
((1d20+15 = 29, hit.
[1d8+1+(9*1.5)]*3 = (1d8+14)*3 = 19*3 = 57. Death on a stick... literally))
~~~
*Kyuu knew the queen needed protected at all cost, so with as much care as he could, he moved around the shadows, staying out of their reach. With all do care he laid his hands on the queen, causing her to be envellopped in a case of force.*
((Casting defensively: 1d20+1 = 19.
Kyuu's AC = 14 + 3 (shield of faith) + 2 (fighting defensively) = 19, even in respect to the shadows.
Kyuu cast Mage Armor on Anri
Ivellas cannot be touched by the shadows. If they try they are repelled due to the Protection from Evil potion.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Oct 12, 2004 7:34 pm
Myala's beam and Ivellas' lance fell two more of the creatures shortly after Felix's arrow burns one of the things. Daran thanks Jath and swiftly rushes over to Garoudaos, reviving the warrior with a potion with the reasoning that the more warriors the better.
Daran uses the Cure Light Wounds Potion!
Garoudaos heals 9 HP! Garoudaos is at 0 HP!
Daran gains 1 experience points.
((Had to.))
Ken gallops back and easily dispatches the remaining two shadow demons with his magical lance.
: "That was too close, where in Inferno where the other guards? Anny! You OK? Anny!" Ken says as he gallops to Anri and shakes her gently in an attempt to wake her. Anri stirs faintly.
: "Tired... So cold... Ice..."
The thundering gallop of hooves announces the arrival of General Mae, backed by a score of knights, Advisor Lowe, and Advisor Moonflow. Mae moves forward quickly, looking around and gesturing as her knights move to secure the area.
: "I knew I felt something! What happened!" Lowe says as the dimunitive healer rushes to Anri's side and begins casting spells.
: "An attack from underground, by the Cultists... I was only able to find four of my men plus the new additions to counter it. Then the Queen was attacking by shadows..."
: "This shouldn't have happened, they should have never gotten this far... What's wrong with Anr... the queen?"
: "Exhaustion as far as I can tell... She needs to rest, despite her wishes... She's been working too hard over this whole Cultist matter, if she hadn't of been so tired this attack would've been resolved in a matter of moments. As it was... Well it seems her fate was in the hands of this band of heroes once more, luckily..."
: "Heroes... The cult should have never gotten this close to begin with... And they strike right when the queen is at her weakest, exhausted by research... Things are a little too coincedental for my liking..."
: "Mae, are you suggesting a traitor?" Ken asks, hesistantly. "But we know everyone in the castle... None of them seem the type..."
: "Even so..." Mae says, broodingly.
: "I see. I... I'll keep an eye out..." Ken says quietly. Sera turns to the group.
: "Leave the rest to us... You're all wounded and tired, go to the healers and get some well deserved rest. You did the whole kingdom a great service this day, and I have no doubt such heroism will be rewarded greatly as soon as the queen regains her constitution."
EDIT: Everyone gains 7,500 experience points!

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Oct 15, 2004 5:54 pm
((I'll finish this later. I have class. Afterwards I'll do Kyuu's action and edit in the levelups)) *Ivellas took intense interest in the proceedings during the aftermath of the battle. Simone's words struck an ever-resonant chord in his mind as he watched Anri. The feelings of cold she muttered about in her tumultuous rest state. All of this after Anri had been studying the artifact he had presented to her. He remembered all to well that feeling of cold and despair that had washed over him. The way it wracked his mind with the voices it had sent screaming through his mind. She may have been affected, or it may have weakened her to the shadow's touch upon her. He remembered, again, the way Jath had come at him, maniacally, after having been possessed by one. Why, all of a sudden, had the queen turned reclusive? Why, all of a sudden, was the queen, who was so weary, having a state of slumber that was so tormenting upon her that she lashed out in her sleep. She was muttering things. She tossed and shuddered. Focusing a bit harder on his own questions, he realized that she was probably so weary that her body was rebelling against itself. He came to simply appreciate the work that Anri had been doing for them by attempting to unravel the mysteries of that artifact. Hopefully, she would be able to get some rest and regain her composure.
Something that bothered him, though, was Mae's demeanor. She was right to be upset at the castle guard being out of commission. She was as upset as Ken was surprised. She was probably even correct in suspecting a traitor. No, not probably, he was sure that there was a traitor somewhere. However, he began to question who she believed this traitor was. At first, he thought she was actually accusing them! How could she? She had fought with them, and she should know their conviction. He again pondered Mae's words. She was definitely agitated, that was sure. Of course, if she was agitated, she would come off rather callous. If that was the case, then Ivellas concluded she didn't think the group, in particular, was traitorous. However, she was certain that someone was.*

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Oct 15, 2004 7:34 pm
((OOC: Ok, here's my level up ^_^ Myala rises to level 7! - Max hit points increases by 9 - Base attack bonus increases by 1 - Melee attack bonus increases by 1
- Ranged attack bonus increases by 1
- Climb skill increases by 1
- Disable Device skill increases by 1
- Heal skill increases by 1
- Profession (Herbalist) skill increases by 1
- Spells per day: 6/5+1/4+1/3+1/2+1
- Spells prepared: (Cantrips) Cure Minor Wounds, Detect Magic, Light, Mending x2, Read Magic (Level 1) Cause Fear, Doom, Inflict Light Wounds, Obscuring Mist, Shield of Faith, Lesser Blaze (Level 2) Find Traps, Gentle Repose, Inflict Moderate Wounds, Remove Paralysis, Produce Flame (Level 3) Bestow Curse, Inflict Serious Wounds, Searing Light, Protection from Elements (Level 4) Divine Power, Inflict Critical Wounds, Wall of Fire))
Myala staggers over to Kyuu when the battle is over, making sure he's still in one piece. Seeing as how he seems to be all right for the time being, a soft smile crosses her lips. Mae's obvious disappointment about the enemy being allowed to get that close makes her a bit upset as well, but not as much as the assumption that there is a traitor among them.
"A traitor? I cannot think of any other reason why they could get this close without us knowing, but I refuse to believe that any of my friends would do something like this."
The young priestess sighs softly and winces, her wounds and burns still tormenting her. She turns her gaze to Kyuu for a moment, trying to hide the fact that something is bothering her, but it is really no use. The look in her eyes gives it all away.
"Kyuu, you know I trust you, right? I just hope you trust me too. I'm going to see the healers then retire for the night. You should think about doing the same."
Not wanting to make Kyuu too uncomfortable, she kisses him on the cheek, which is a sign of friendship at least to her. It is not a secret that her feelings for him have developed beyond friendship, but she's deciding to take things slow for his sake. She chuckles lightly and waves to him as she walks off. After seeing the healers and getting her wounds treated, she heads back to the barracks. Still a bit soar, she slips off her armor and damaged outfit, crawling into bed. She stares at the ceiling for a while, pondering what Mae had said before she finally falls asleep.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Oct 15, 2004 7:44 pm
((OOC: I'll post my level up later, but couldn't help but link this...)) http://adventurers.keenspace.com/d/0156.html

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Oct 15, 2004 9:37 pm
*Kyuu was deeply concerned with the state of the queen. He was amazed that something as simple as the pursuit of knowledge could cause such devestation on one's body. Using his own knowledge to assess the queen's state, he was curious as to whether or not something was wrong with her in more than just a physical sense. After all, she had been subjected to a shadow, and after Garudaos had lept through that window at him and Thaske, he knew it was a dangerous thing. However, he came up with what he had started with: the strain of her search for answers had fatigued her to a point that she had shut down. The unrest was her body's way of letting go as all the muscles in her body rapidly began to loosen, and her mind was unable to keep her subconscious from showing through. Maybe if she rests long enough, just as he had earlier in Manarina, she would be as good as new. He'd remember from now on, though, that knowledge had a price. He'd also have to appreciate his natural talents for magic a bit more.
Something he just couldn't discern, however, was Mae's intention with her statement. It seemed so odd she would be accusing the group. After all, they had done so much, and now she believed that one of them - or maybe all of them! - was a traitor. It could be true, though. Just looking at that snake man that had tried time after time to infiltrate them and had openly attacked their commander at the time, Jerrik, he could see that anyone in the group could be unsavory. He couldn't believe it, though. They had done so much good. Kyuu wanted to speak out against the unfair judgment Mae had passed against them, but he couldn't. Mae was such a legend, he couldn't dare question her. Maybe... maybe he was wrong? He felt it so surely, though, that she must be accusing them. He couldn't blame her, but it just wasn't right.
In the middle of his train of thought, even if it was a long one, Myala startles him. He's never been sure what to do around her. She spent a lot of time around him, but he always seemed to feel uncomfortable around her, mostly because it always seemed like something was missing when she was around. Not from his perspective, though. She just seemed unsatisfied or that she was looking for something different than what he was saying. He knew what it was, though, or at least he thought he did, but what was he supposed to do? The question, however, threw him even more off guard than any previous encounter with her.*
: Oh, umm... well... yes, I tr-
*Then the kiss. It was so startling. Why him? He could talk his way through about anything, but now this was too much. As a result, he did the only thing he could do.*
: uuuuussss... who-da... anda... but... and... well... hehe...heh... oooh.... bye-bye!
*As she walked away, waving to him, he had a goofy smile on his face, and he waved rather frantically at her before running around the courtyard until he exhausted himself and fell to his knees from exhaustion - still red and with a ditzy smile on his face. At least now the redness could be attributed to exhaustion.*
((Cuteness Check: 1d20+CHA mod = 1d20+4 = 16
Level ups will have to be later))

Posted by: Jath Linoe Sat Oct 16, 2004 2:53 am
((Knight, you are banned from the keyboard. Stop making the rest of us look boring!))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Oct 16, 2004 8:17 am
((It didn't work the last 30 times, what makes you think it's going to work now? ))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Oct 17, 2004 7:41 pm
((OOC: You're just jealous because he makes makes most of us look like newbs Jath ))

Posted by: Jath Linoe Mon Oct 18, 2004 5:04 pm
((That is absolutely correct.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Oct 18, 2004 5:34 pm
((And I do it while running two characters Anyways, IVELLAS BECOMES LEVEL 7! Ivellas becomes a level 1 Fighter! HP increase by 16!
BAB increases +1!
Base Fort Save increases +2!
Sense Motive increases +1!
Ivellas learns the feat Weapon Focus (Heavy Lance)!
KYUU BECOMES LEVEL 7!
HP increase by 9!
BAB increases +1!
Base Fort Save increases +1!
Base Ref Save increases +1!
Base Will Save increases +1!
Diplomacy increases +2!
Knowledge (Arcana) increases +2!
Spot increases +2!
Spellcraft increases +2!
Kyuu learns the feat Still Spell!
Kyuu learns the spell Prestidigitation!
Kyuu learns the spell Sleep!
Kyuu learns the spell Web!
Kyuu learns the spell Fireball!
Kyuu learns the spell Haste!

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Oct 18, 2004 6:31 pm

CODE
Name: Felix Dale Race: Halfling Class: Fighter Lv. 7 Age: 21 Height: 2'7"
Weight: 57 lb.
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Dark Green
Exp: 25,000
12 STR + 1
20 DEX +5
14 CON + 2
10 INT +0
14 WIS + 2
10 CHA + 0
HP: 64
AC: 10 + Armor + Shield + Dex + Size + Misc : 10 + 4 + 2 + 5(-1) + 1 + 0 = 21
Initiative: +5
Speed: 20 ft
Base Attack: +7/+2
Melee: +8/ +3
Ranged: +12/+7
Fort: 5 + 2 = +7
Reflex: 5 + 5 = +10
Will: 5 + 2 = +7
Weapons:
Dancing Short Sword of Construct Bane + 1: (+15/+10, 1d6 + 3, 19-20 : x2)
1d6 + 3, x2 critical, piercing
Short Sword: (+13/+8, 1d6 + 3, 19-20 : x2)
1d6 + 1, x2 critical, piercing
Short Bow (+12/+7, 1d6, 20 : x3)
1d6, x3 critical, piercing
Armor:
Chain Skirt: + 4 AC, Max Dex + 4, Armor Check - 4, ASF 25%, Speed 20, 30 lb
Buckler: +1 AC, - - - - - -, Armor Check - 1, ASF 5%, - - - - - - -, 5 lb
Buckler: +1 AC, - - - - - -, Armor Check - 1, ASF 5%, - - - - - - -, 5 lb
Gear:
Woodman's Clothes
Amulet(Crystal)
Quiver - Arrows (26) - Shock (3) - Fire (2) - Holy (1)
Bag of Holding (Type 3)
Money:
GP: 45
SP: 32
CP: 14
Skills: (2 + Int per level)
Climb STR: 5 + 2 = 7
Handle Animal: 2 + 0 = 2
Jump STR: 5 + 3 = 8
Special Abilities:
Fighter:
Extra Feats( Four )
Halfling:
+ 2 Saves Vs. Fear
Feats:
Blind-Fight
Dodge
Weapon Finesse(Short Sword)
Weapon Focus(Short Sword)
Point Blank Shot
Mobility
Spring Attack
Quick Draw
Spells: None

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Oct 18, 2004 9:45 pm
((Bah... stupid superior roleplayers... )) Name: Garudaos Race: Dragoon (dragonman - half Gold Dragon, half Human) Class: Level 4 Fighter Alignment: Neutral Good
Size: Medium
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 184 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: None
Skin: Gold scales
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HP: 34
AC: 23
INIT: 3
FORT: 7
REF: 4
WILL: 3
Base Attack Bonus: +4
HD: d12
Base Movement: 30
Abilities
STR: 23 (+6)
DEX: 16 (+3)
CON: 17 (+3)
INT: 17 (+3)
WIS: 15 (+2)
CHA: 15 (+2)
Skills
Climb + 5
Diplomacy + 6
Escape Artist + 5
Jump + 5
Swim + 5
Feats
* Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Bastard Sword)
* Weapon Focus (Bastard Sword)
** Power Attack
*** Cleave
**** Great Cleave
Weapons
<e> Shocking Greatsword of Wounding, Undeadbane(2d6, crit 19-20/x2; +2, 4 against undead; 1d8 elec damage)
<> Bastard Sword (1d10, crit. 19-20/x2 )
<> Shortbow (1d6, crit. x3)
Armor
<e> Breastplate (AC + 5, MAXDEX + 3, CHKPEN - 4)
<> Scale Mail (AC + 4, MAXDEX + 3, CHKPEN - 4)
Shield
<e> Large Wooden Shield (AC + 2, CHKPEN - 2)
Natural
Darkvision (60ft)
Natural Armor ( +4)
Bite (1d6 damage)
Claw (1d4 damage)
Breath (30 foot long Cone of Fire, 6d10 damage, useable once a day)
<}---<^>---{>
Piteous, the dragonman thought, as Daran helped him to his feet. Some warrior I have turned out to be. I must work harder if I am to truly find myself.
At least my repeated strike worked, Garudaos added, attempting to look at the situation through a brighter perspective. It may be slow, but I believe I'm progressing...

Posted by: Rusty Tue Oct 19, 2004 4:33 am
((Knight_019 > you Also note I think I have 2 Medical Herbs and 2 Cure Light Wounds potions? )) *Prestle sighs heavily, then chuckles slightly at Kyuu. However, soon his chuckle turns grim as it sinks in. A traitor in the group? It could be anyone...But he wasn't one to so thoughtlessly accuse others, so he tried to shake the thought from his head. He yawns, weary from the battle, weary from not yet resting.*
: Maybe there would be a way to detect the evil of the guilty party, whoever it may be. I hope there isn't a traitor. Though if there is, they should be very concerned for themselves. If it's anything I do not tolerate, it's a traitor.
*Prestle exits.*

Posted by: Lord Zendor Tue Oct 19, 2004 4:14 pm
Nortiln gains a level! HP + 6! Spot +1! Fort Save +1! Learned Weapon Specialization (Longsword)!
Nortiln (BDMN 3/SKYW 4)
HP: 61
AC: 20 (+4 Armor +2 Shield +3 Dex +1 Natural)
Speed: 30 ft. / Fly 40 ft (poor)
Darkvision 60 ft.
Str: 18
Dex: 16
Con: 16
Int: 11
Wis: 19
Cha: 6
BAB: +6/+1
Fort: +10
Ref: +6
Will: +5
Attacks
Claws (2): +10/+5
1d4+4 x2
Bite: +10/+5
1d6+4 x2
Longsword: +11/+6
1d6+6 19-20 x2
Armor
Chain Shirt:
+4 AC +4 Max Dex. -2 Check Penalty
Heavy Wooden Shield:
+2 AC -2 Check Penalty
Skills
Heal: 1 Rank
Listen: 5 Ranks
Spot: 8 Ranks (+8 to spot checks during daylight)
Feats
Weapon Finesse (claw, bite)
Power Attack
Weapon Focus (Longsword)
Cleave
Weapon Specialization (Longsword)
Languages
Birdman
Common
Items
Medical Herb
Wealth
629 GP

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Oct 19, 2004 5:42 pm
The battle over, healers tend to the wounds of the group until they no longer feel the sting of their injuries. A cursory investigation reveals that most of the Royal Guards were drugged or enchanted to sleep. Only Ken and the four poor souls that accompanied him managed to evade the poison. Of the four knights that aided you, only one is alive at the end of the battle. Ripped free from the guts of the worm, he is burned horribly, scarred for life by stomach acid... but he IS still alive.
Anri is taken to her chambers where Lowe and Sera adminster to her. You are sent to your chambers to get some rest while Mae and her private guard take over guard duty for a little bit. Shortly after settling in for a day off though, you hear a knock on the door and find one of Mae's soldiers bearing a large sack.
: "Lady Mae and Anri agreed that you were to be given the spoils of war from the assault as a reward for your loyalty and courage. Furthermore, you are all to be honored in a special ceremony two days hence!" the soldier reports, handing Ivellas a letter and leaving the sack in your room before saluting and walking off. The letter is a formal invitation for the squad to attend an award ceremony in which they are to be presented with the Order of the Guardian, one of the highest medals a soldier can earn.
When you open the sack, you find a bronzewood staff, a beautiful longsword, and a large amount of platinum coins.
The group obtains the Staff of Fire (45 charges)!
The group obtains the Longsword +2!
The group obtains 2,500 Platinum Pieces!
((2 days free time.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Oct 19, 2004 6:40 pm
Shortly after receiving the gifts from, Garudaos went outside to help with the post battle cleanup. However, by the time he arrived he found than everything was pretty well taken care of by the people on hand; the dragonman was shooed away and told to instead relax after doing such a good job.
But I didn't do that exceptional of a job, he thought, walking away. I've been unable to do anything truly worthwhile since I arrived here. I said I'd assist this group, I'd assist the army, I'd assist the queen in searching for Max... but I've done none of that.
Perhaps I can help at least one person, he thought, walking quickly back into the castle. Stepping lively through the winding stone hallways and past friendly citizens of Guardiana, he finally arrived at the Queen's chambers.
"Excuse me... would it be possible for me to speak with Her Higness?" he asked the guards at the door, aware that only hours before he'd been in exactly their place. "There is a personal matter which I would like to discuss with her once more."
"Not right now," one of the guards says. "After the events earlier, she neded her rest. She's asleep right now."
"Alright," the fighter nodded, before bowing. "I thank you all; be safe, my friends."
"Will do," the soldier says with a nod. Not knowing what else to to, the dragonman changed direction and headed to the library. garudaos was somewhat distracted by some of the titles, promising tales of former heroes and arcane magical skills honed over years. His mind focused eventually, though, and the dragonman identified the text he was searching for - writings about the numerous kingdoms of Rune. While he didn't expect to slove the mystery of Max's disappearance right away, at least a start could be made. Finding an open seat next to a half-asleep apprentice spellcaster, Garudaos took a deep breath and opened the book in front of him.

Posted by: Lord Zendor Tue Oct 19, 2004 9:21 pm
((worked on the portrait a bit... wanted to make it look like he is actually wearing a chain shirt. Also got rid of that hat thing. Comments welcome)) *After attempting to help with the cleanup and getting shooed away as well, Nortiln heads back to his chambers. Figuring he had time for a nap, Nortiln started to doze off...*
then...
: "Lady Mae and Anri agreed that you were to be given the spoils of war from the assault as a reward for your loyalty and courage. Furthermore, you are all to be honored in a special ceremony two days hence!" the soldier reports, handing Ivellas a letter and leaving the sack in your room before saluting and walking off. The letter is a formal invitation for the squad to attend an award ceremony in which they are to be presented with the Order of the Guardian, one of the highest medals a soldier can earn.
Nice! Medals always look good on one's record!
*Nortiln looks over as the sack is open. He notices some platinum... lots of platinum. He starts to think of all the wonderful things he could buy with some of it... then something takes his mind completely elsewhere.
A longsword, beautifully crafted amongst the now seemingly worthless treasure.*
(With a sword like that, people would remember me. I could get hired for any job. Plus, I'm sure with craftmenship like that, it must be rather effective in battle. Hopefully, they'll let me have it.)
*Nortiln looks over to Ivellas and gives a salute*
Sir! If it would be all right with the others and yourself, could I have this sword as my share of the treasure? I believe I am the only one here who specializes with this type of blade, and I'd most likely put it to best use.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Oct 19, 2004 10:07 pm
Myala awakens pretty early the next morning, despite having exhausted herself the night before. She holds the sheets tight to her body and looks down at her torn up outfit, frowning. She manages to fix her outfit with magic and puts her clothes back on. She takes a seat down in front of a mirror for a moment to brush and braid her hair before she prepares to leave. However, she stops when she sees the soldier at the door. His announcement causes excitement to well up within the young elf and a bright smile crosses her lips.
"Order of the Guardian? I-I can't believe it! I never thought I would live to see the day I was presented with it!"
After the guard leaves, Myala goes over to examine the spoils. While she admires the longsword, she knows she has no use for such a weapon, and that an arcane rod would be best left in the hands of a mage or rogue.
"Since there is nothing of use to me here, I shall just take my share of the money."
Myala rises from her kneeling position on the floor and back to where it is quiet so she can meditate.

Posted by: Kyosokun Tue Oct 19, 2004 10:32 pm
The wind blew lightly on the road into Guardiana, as a Woodsman, carrying a large longbow on his back, leading a horse, walked among the crowd of those entering the city early this morning. He stopped to talk with a guard at the gate for a moment, before moving on purposefully into the city, heading towards an Inn. Breifly haggling with the Innkeeper, and possibly paying a bit too much, he gets stabling for his horse and a room for himself. He then goes and stables his horse, rubbing it down with some hay, before putting his belonging in his room. Then he heads out into the city, Longbow still on his back...
((I'll post more later, when game time gets a bit later in the day >_>))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Oct 19, 2004 11:32 pm
((Before anyone gets any ideas about the money, I want you all to listen to me. 2500 platinum is 25000 gold. That's a lot of f'ing money. If you'll remember correctly, we had 2 funds going. There was an equipment and a potions fund. I took about an hour figuring who has what equipment (since you're not all nice enough to post entire character sheets ), making some rolls that netted a 10% discount, and then doing a bunch of math.
Here's the end result: With the money we have (27268 gp) we can get EVERYONE +1 ARMOR AND SHIELDS. Aside from that, EVERYONE will also have their weapons UPGRADED TO +2. Yes. EVERYONE. NSG, I hate to say this, but your weapon is excluded based on the fact it's a +2 equivalent (+1 and flaming). Speaking of you, I've got an uncertainty as to what equipment you're using. Anyways, as far as I'm concerned, you can do whatever you want with the enhancments (instead of +2, for example, you could make it +1 and keen or something). After that, there's 5668 left over, but our mages, Kyuu and Thaske, haven't been included. Since Kyuu already has bracers of armor +1, Kyuu could get a ring of prot +1 (2000), and Thaske could get Bracers +1 and a Ring of Prot +1 (1000+2000 = 3000). I'd also like to remind everyone that this does not deprive us of any money to replenish our stock of potions. We still have a potion fund which the remainder of the money could go into. If you have any equipment you need to replenish (kits, for example) it can also come out of it. The potion balance is 1850 gp, and with what's left over that'd bring it to 2518. If everyone wants to throw their own money into buying their equipment, we can raise that balance. Quite honestly, I believe that using a group fund strictly, like what's in Shining Force, probably wouldn't hurt too much.
If you're not up for that, fine, we'll just divide everything up. 2500/10 = 250 platinum each (equivalent to 2500 gp). If Daran needs included, then you're looking at 227 platinum (3 left over). Quite honestly, I think that gaining +2 to AC and +2 to damage is nice. I know this means no equipment, but if you can go another battle, then you can get equipment from the aftermath.
PS: If you opt for your own shares, anything you buy won't be getting a 10% discount.))
*Ivellas receives the note with a "Thank you,' and reads it over. He reads it and becomes quite overjoyed. Finally, he'd be able to have proof he was following the path his father had blazed. It had been a long time since Ivellas had been able to fondly remember his father. Erebeus' effect on him was lessened, especially since as a person, he had matured greatly. He was beginning to understand what it was like to be a soldier and a leader, and he was feeling much more duty bound instead of emotional. He couldn't help but think, though, that this gathering and celebration would draw the attention of the enemy. Obviously, they were able to strike in the center of the city... even within the confines of the castle. It would be no safer at the ceremony. Not wanting to delay the news to the group, he lowered the paper from in front of his face and looked out at his friends.*
: It seems our hard work is paying off. We're to be honored at a ceremony two days from now for our service to Guardiana. I know you're all excited about this, but don't let your guard down. If you plan on celebrating, don't do anything that will lower your senses. Remember that the enemy was able to strike within the castle walls. Just because we're celebrating doesn't mean they'll be taking a day off.
*Examining the contents of the bag of loot, Ivellas notes that Nortiln is eyeing up the longsword in the bag. Not much later, Nortiln approaches Ivellas about it. Walking over to the bag, and motioning for Nortiln to follow, he wants to keep track of the items, since everyone grabbing for things just wouldn't work. Ivellas reaches down and pulls out the sword, holding it in both hands and pointed down to the ground. Nortiln was right - he was the only one truly capable of using this weapon.*
: You're correct, Nortiln. Your abilities with this weapon are greater than any of the others'. I'm sure you'll be able to appreciate its enhancements better than anyone else, as well. It is yours.
*Ivellas hands the sword over to Nortiln, smiling all the while. As the exchange is made, Ivellas returns Nortiln's salute. After the transaction is made, another thing weighs heavily on his mind. All of this money... it was an amazing amount. What would anyone do with this much money? Of course, there was quite a few of them. However, what he saw in the last battle was still present on his mind. He didn't want to see anyone go down like they had. Everyone needed to be better equipped for the coming battles. It was the only way to be effective in the coming battles. He turns back towards the group, taking some time to get their attention. He feels this is an issue that needs addressed, and this was the perfect time to do so.*
: Now, I understand everyone will want their share of this sum of money. However, I think the group as a whole would greatly benefit from having their equipment upgraded. This money could go toward giving you all a better edge in battle, as well as balancing out what everyone has. A few of us have magical equipment while others have maybe one piece, if that. If you could all agree to see past having a big chunk of change in your pockets, as nice as it would be, and instead contribute this into the group fund we began, I'm sure you'll be able to appreciate the outcome just the same. I'm also sure that it can be arranged with the shop owners that we could get this discounted, since it will be used in defense of the city and their freedom.
~~~
*Meanwhile, Kyuu had been daydreaming during Ivellas' speech. He couldn't get his mind off of what kind of new magical toys he would use his spending money on. That, and his situation with Myala really needed to get sorted... he was getting conf-*
~~~
: I'm volunteering Kyuu for this duty, should you decide to go that route.
: WHAT!? WHY ME!? Why not, umm... someone else!?
: Because you're good at negotiation. Plus, you get to talk about magic things.
: Shinies!? I'm in!
: Well, if that's decided, then you all may feel free to discuss this amongst yourselves. The floor is open.
((Should anyone feel they want a Charisma check for this one, 1d20 = 12))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Oct 20, 2004 12:04 am
Felix frowns then rubs his head thoughtfully before finally speaking, "Um... Alright, it sounds fine to me if you think its best."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Oct 20, 2004 12:30 am
: "Er... Not... Not to be a bother, but can I just have my share in cash? I don't have much need for magical trinkets, but I'm working on several new experiments and some of the materials I need, mithril firing pins, adamantine pistons, the like, can be expensive..." Daran meekly says. Then he brightens. "Oh! That reminds me! Jath, your bazooka will be ready in two days!"
((Jath, friendly reminder. To use the bazooka, take Exotic Weapons Proficiency: Rocket Weapons as your feat this level.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Oct 20, 2004 12:31 am
((Zendor - great job with the avie. Knight - You really are starting to make us all look bad... While Garudaos isn't here, assume he'll agree wholeheartedly. In fact, I don't know what else I still have left money-wise, but consider it part of the group fund as well.))

Posted by: Lord Zendor Wed Oct 20, 2004 12:51 am
*With Ivellas' approval, Nortiln takes the Longsword in his hand, finds a clear area in the room, and pratices various strikes with it* Simply amazing... this blade, is flows so smoothly in the air, as if its swinging itself. *Nortiln then hears about buying possible other magical equipment with the rest of the fund. He was perfectly content with this longsword, but his inner greediness sprang foward when presented with the idea*
It sounds like a good plan Sir.
*afterwards, Nortiln heads out of the room and down the hall*
Hmm... let's see... They're getting me magical armor and a shield. I've this marvelous Longsword here... what else... oh yeah!
*Nortiln suddenly realizes that he had no way of attacking from a distance. All his career, he charged to the frontlines of battles, so the idea of having a ranged weapon never crossed his mind. However, recent battles have taught him that sometimes there are enemies that even he can't reach. He headed off to the weapon shop*
What kin' I get for ye this fine day?
A bow please. One that will put my strength to use.
Ah, I see. Try out these and see which one suits ye best.
*Nortiln carefully tests each bow, trying to find one that took some effort to draw, but not so much as to not draw the bow fully*
I'll take this one.
Excellent choice, laddie. The total comes to 502 gold, including the arrows and quiver.
*Nortiln pays the shopkeep and exits. As he strolls through town, he begins to wonder*
(There's been a lot of talk about a traitor in our group. I wonder who it could be? Ivellas? Nah, if that were the case he would have probably "mis-counted" our gold when he devided it up. That elf girl? Couldn't be. She's too hung up on the mage to betray him. Maybe the mage and her are in it together? It can't be Prestle, he's too nieve and worries too much about trivial things to keep something like that a secret. Ug... the Dragonman. Nah, can't be him. His family seems to be betrayal-proof. How about that other knight, Jath? Nope, that doesn't make sense either. The Tinkerer? Couldn't be, even if he had us all killed its not like he'd have any use for our equipment anyways. The other mage maybe? What's his name... Thaske. Don't know too much about him. Better keep my eye out. Who else...
*suddenly, a look of fear crosses Nortiln's face*
Me. Uh-oh. I wonder if the others suspect me of being the traitor. Being a hired warrior, I'm sure I don't exactly have "Loyal 'till the end" stamped on my beak.
"He can be bought and sold without a care to whom"
That's what they're probably thinking. Eeep. Better keep on my toes. I don't want to be held responsible for something I didn't do. Sure, I'm a mercenary, but I don't change orders just because the enemy is paying more. I get one job done, then move on to the next. Well... maybe if they paid a lot...
*Nortiln is shocked at his own thought*
Yep, they're probably suspicious of me. Let's pray these next days go by uneventful...)

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Oct 20, 2004 8:13 pm
((OOC: I understand that my weapon won't get upgraded, and that's ok. Its pretty uber for a level 7 character anyway, and I like it the way it is. As far as armor and shields go, Myala is currently equipped with a Chain Shirt and a Buckler. Giving those +1 bonuses sounds like a good idea to me. The reason I'm not wearing heavier armor is because my important skills are going to suffer badly, and my high dexterity will be pointless))
Myala remains seated in her secluded corner, praying and meditating. During this time, she does not move even when or if she is addressed. The only thing that signals life within the still priestess is the rising and falling of her chest with every breath. After a little over an hour, her amber eyes flutter open and she rises from her Indian style position on the floor. Without delay she makes her way back to where the others are gathered. However, she just stands there in the doorway rather than stepping further into the room, obviously a bit confused. She chuckles lightly to herself and addresses the group in a cheerful manner.
"I'm back everyone! Uh, did I miss something?"

Posted by: Rusty Thu Oct 21, 2004 4:37 am
*Prestle, after having grabbed 400 platinum from the equipment fund, approaches a shop, thinking to himself as he casually walks there. A traitor? Could there really be one? Out of the group that I know of, it couldn't be many, could it? It certainly isn't Ivellas. I highly doubt Jerrik would do such a thing. I fully trust all of the women with us. That birdman has never really talked to me...He would make a decent spy, but...I don't think he'd do it, either. Daran did chuck one of those explosives at me once, but...It was probably an accident. Thaske has to be on our side...What of Garudaos? He was acting strange earlier, but then he was just upset with himself because he's not Elliot, right? By this time, Prestle had come to the shop. He approached the shopkeeper.*
: 'Ello, 'ello. What kin' I do fer ye?
: Hello, I'd like to upgrade my equipment...Well, whatever's the best you can give me all around for this.
*Prestle dumps his share of money onto the table as the shopkeeper's eyes widen.*
: That's quite a bit o' platinum ye got there. Best all 'round, ye say?
*He says as he counts the platinum.*
: Yeah...Give me the best you can with that...A better lance, better armor and a better shield, I guess.
: All right, lad. Gimme a moment.
*The shopkeeper disappears into a back room with all 400 platinum and returns lugging each item back individually. He places each item neatly on the counter.*
: Thank you, sir. It was nice dealing with you.
: Sure thing, lad. It's been a pleasure doin' business with ye.
*Prestle takes his equipment, putting his armor back on and holds his lance and shield firmly. He grins as he exits the shop.*
((Equipment upgraded to a +2 to Lance, +1 to Armor and +1 to Shield.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Oct 22, 2004 3:08 am
((I'm going to assume everyone gets the +1 armor and/or shield enchantments that has armor and a shield, and also that everyone gets their weapon upgraded. Also, Felix's second short sword is now +2, as is Knight and Jath's lance.)) The two days pass quickly and before long the day of the ceremony is upon you. Daran spends the time talking extensively with Solomon, trying to learn as much as he can about the Ancients' technology while tinkering on his own designs. Time draws near as you now only have two hours before the ceremony. Suddenly, Daran bursts into the barracks, covered with grime and oil, garbed in his work outfit.
: "I got it!!! Here it is, as promised, the "Fist of Light" protoype Bazooka mark one! Here you are, Jath!" Daran says with glee as he presses a large tube with a bulky box at one end as well as two handles into Jath's hands. "Complete and tested! Er, only managed to make five shells, though. I left them in a case by your bunk! Er... Why's everyone getting dressed u... OH NO!!! THE CEREMONY!!! I'VE GOTTA TAKE A BATH AND GET DRESSED!!!" Daran yells as he bolts for the baths.
Prototype Bazooka:
6d6 damage to primary target, 1d6 to everyone within 5’ of target. Standard action to reload. Full action to fire once. Critical failure results in wielder being target and weapon destroyed. 50' range.
5 shells.

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Oct 23, 2004 1:41 am
Thaske advanced to level 7! HP went up by 4! (second 1 in a row...) Spellcraft went up by 1! Concentration went up by 5! Thaske learned Polymorph Other!
Thaske learned Otikuke's Resilient Sphere!
Prepared Spells:
0th - No Light, No Light, No Light, Read Magic, Detect Magic
1st - Silent Image, Silent Image, Nybor's Gentle Reminder, Enlarge, Enlarge
2nd - Glitterdust, Shocking Spark, Shocking Spark, Shocking Spark
3rd - Stinking Cloud, Scintillating Sphere, Scintillating Sphere
4th - Otiluke's Resilient Sphere, Otiluke's Resilient Sphere
*Thaske dug through his pack to pull out his one piece of good clothing: a fine white silk robe with gold trim around the edges, given to him as a parting gift by the clergy. He spread the wrinkled robe out on his bed and used a few Prestidigitation spells to clean and iron it. "I guess being a wizard does have its perks," he said to himself, but the statement had the opposite effect on him than the one he'd meant it to have. The mage's mood was obviously downcast when he left the barracks, the feeling of his spell component pouch bouncing against what was supposed to be a cleric's robe doing nothing to help his mood.*

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Oct 23, 2004 6:34 am
((My armor's the only thing that got boosted, as my Shocking Greatsword of Wounding, Undeadbane already has +2 goodness...)) "... and from there, they made their way to Protectora, I think..." Garudaos nodded, though he had no idea what the eccentric spellcaster before him was talking about. The dragonman was unable to find anything of use in the text and turned to the mage - only to have the young elf start spouting off about the whole trip the Shining Force made years before. And though he would not admit it, the fighter was bored stiff.
"I'm sorry, but I fear my concentration is not enough to do your tale justice," Garudaos said, cutting the magic user off while rising from his seat. "As such I will depart, and leave you to your own devices. Good day, sir."
"Bye then," the spellcaster said absent-mindedly, picking up the book the dragonman had perused a short while before, a somewhat disgusted look on his face. Garudaos thought he heard the mage mutter "Ungrateful buffon," but decided to let it slide.
The next day was uneventful; the fighter again tried to look through the book, but after a few pages lost interest. He couldn't seem to focus his mind on texts, and so instead turned to swordplay and honing his battle skills. It didn't help that the two days after the attack were spent somewhat in disarray, as most everyone's armor and weapons were improved and cleaned for the celebration to take place in their honor. Garudaos himself only had his new armor enhanced, seeing no way to possibly inprove his greatsword any more than it was.
Before long, the attack and the two days after were naught but a memory of the past, a memory to be represented forever by the Order of the Guardian. The dragonman himself spent at least a half hour polishing and sharpening his sword, and about twice as much time on his armor. Before long it shone brightly in the sunlight creeping into the barracks, a sort of silent reminder to Garudaos that he was indeed on the right path. Smiling, he turned his attention to the various others in his group hustling and bustling about a mere two hour before the ceremony.
"Can I assist anyone in preparations?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Oct 23, 2004 9:58 pm
The time passes, and Daran returns, hastily cleaned and dressed in a military dress uniform it looks like he somehow acquired at the last minute. The time for the ceremony arrives and you are taken to the Royal Audience Hall to stand before the Queen, beside her General Mae and Captain Ken in dress armor. Also present are Advisors Lowe and Sera, dressed in white silk robes. A crowd of mixed people, peasants and nobles alike attends. Shortly after you arrive, Lowe begins to recite the list of your exploits, recalling your destruction of the Cult cell, your protection of the Queen during the exploration of the ruins, and your heroics at the palace gate just a few days ago. He then calls out, asking if anyone can deny the worth you have to bear the medal. No one responds, and one by one he begins to drape the medal, a blue ribbon with a platinum icon in the image of an eye over a shield, over your necks. The crowd erupts in applause as he does so.

Posted by: Kaihaku Sun Oct 24, 2004 9:30 pm
((Actually, I'd prefer a +2 short bow. )) Felix stands before the crowd nervously, staring at them with unease. Why am I up here? He swallows slightly and looks down away from the crowd. All I did is my job, I don't deserve this... This is a waste of time, we could be helping people.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Oct 25, 2004 11:19 pm
Myala stands still as her group is presented with their medals. When Lowe finally comes to her, she bows her head as her presents her with the medal. She slowly rises and blushes faintly, a soft smile crossing her lips to show her appreciation but she says nothing.
"Wow, I can't believe this!"
((OOC: Yup, +1 armor and shield goodness here ^_^))

Posted by: Lord Zendor Tue Oct 26, 2004 2:21 am
Nortiln makes his way up to the stage wearing all of his new battle gear (except his shield). He also purchased a fine red cape to wear over it. His feathers, for the first time in ages, were actually all going in a similar direction. "Are there any here who can deny the worth this warrior has to bear this medal?"
Nortiln was nervous then. Someone might blurt something out about him being just a mercenary, or worse, a traitor... but fortunately nobody did. They even applauded for him. Once he recieved his medal, he looked to the sky, smiled a bit, then left the stage.
After he sat back down, Nortiln looked at the medal and thought to himself.
"Order of the Guardian... it doesn't really make sense for me. It makes me seem as though I protect people for the sake of 'saving' them or whatever. I do this for the money and the reputation. I just hope people don't start asking me to get their cats out of the tree."
Nortiln looks at it again.
"Though, it does make you feel kinda good inside... wait. Did I just say that?"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Oct 26, 2004 6:37 pm
"Do any here deny the worth of this warrior?" the vicar asked, eyes scanning the crowd for any who might oppose the dragonman's crowning as a hero. But there were none who replied; not a guard who'd been in battle with Garudaos, nor the young man he'd knocked over. Not even the scaled fighter himself could dissent, even though he still did not feel worthy of such an honor. Lowe's smile as he draped the medal of honor over Garudaos' head served to dispel some of the dragonman's fears, yet still he was troubled.
They are cheering General Elliot, as so many have, Garudaos thought, the troubled thoughts in his mind a sharp contrast to the joyous look on his face. For years I have tried to be like him, and perhaps I have succeeded too well; now that I want to be my own man, I continue to be haunted by my actions as an almost clone of the draconic sword-wielder. How long will it be before what I do as the true incarnation of myself takes hold? Another battle? Another two? Another two hundred?

Posted by: Critical Mass Wed Oct 27, 2004 1:24 am
*Thaske's face is a mask of unemotion as he's given his medal. He was proud of himself, of course, but the medal itself meant relatively little to him. His allegience went to higher powers than any mere kingdom could hope to equal, and if the aim of those powers happened to gain him a little prestigue here on the mortal world he certainly wasn't going to complain, but he didn't exactly feel right being paraded around in front of a crowd when there were bigger and more important things that needed to be done.*
*Though, then again, it did feel nice to actually get recognized for something for once.*

Posted by: Kyosokun Thu Oct 28, 2004 12:23 am
Later that night, after the Ceremony... At a tavern close to the city gates, a Woodsman sits at a table, drinking some Ale and enjoying a meal, when a trio of Caravan guards enter the Tavern, and approach the table... "Hahaha, this is some laugh, hmmm Barret? This woodsman here sits at our table", says one of them.
"Indeed it is" replies another, presumably Barret. "Why don't you scoot off now, country boy, I want to get my drink on."
"I see not your name apon the table. Perhaps that table over there would suit you..." the Woodsman replied, gesturing towards an empty table more towards the back as he took another sip of Ale.
Barret swept out and knocked the glass from his hand, spilling it to the floor. "I think not. Everyone knows, this is Barret's table, when I'm in town. If you think that table good enough for me, it's certainly more than good enough for a country Bumpkin like yourself." He said with an edge, while his companions grinned...
The woodsman slowly rose, brushing some ale from his tunic. "Seems they teach better manners i the country than in the city...."

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Oct 29, 2004 7:43 pm
*Before the ceremony, Ivellas spent at least a good hour with a rag and some polish getting his armor, shield, and lance ready for the ceremony. This was the first time he had truly been honored at such a major ceremony, and he was truly extatic about the prospect. At the same time, however, it meaned very little to him. He was happy to know that his exploits were worthy of attention, but at the same time the recognition and the duty were enough - the pomp was unnecessary. As he shined the armor, he noticed that it seemed to radiate the glow he was looking for even before he began. This probably a result of the magical enhancements.
Polish, polish, polish... was this the duty of the knight or the servitor of the kingdom? Even better of a question: When was the next time he would have to use them. He had spent time earlier securing permission to bear his arms at the ceremony. They seemed to have little problem with it, but to Ivellas, the fact he felt the need to carry his armaments was unsettling. These cultists and strife lords had found a way to penetrate even into the castle, taking out nearly the entire commission of guards beforehand. Now, the entire group would be gathered together at a point where everyone's guard would be down: The midst of ceremony. If there was one thing he didn't want, it was for he and his fellows to become complacent in the midst of a time of war. They were off duty, but this war extended far beyond the battlefield. It was a war of the psyche, the soul, the emotions. This war affected peasant and knight alike. Soldier or not, everyone was on active duty. Before they all left for the ceremony, Ivellas made one thing clear: Do not enjoy the pleasures of victory in excess. Food and drink will dull the senses, and at this time they were targets. Vulnerability should not be acceptable.
The ceremony came after what seemed like an eternity of self-reflection for Ivellas. Their accomplishments came sweeping by him at break-neck speeds. First city defense with companions of which he realized many were gone, enlisted to other duties. The cult temple and Galdius Darkhoof. Such a noble knight corrupted against his will... sickening. The trek to Guardiana... he had not seen such numerous undead in those two battles prior or since. It was despicable... the negative energies reanimating corpses. It became clearer every time he thought about such things why he and his companions were doing the right thing. Taking life was one thing, but using evil energies to give life to corpses - a farcical life in which the only purpose is to follow the wills of the creator to destruction in a mindless, droning fashion - this was wrong. Maybe this ceremony would serve another purpose, then. Maybe it would inspire the townspeople to understand the difference between them and the enemy. Maybe it would show them that the enemy was wrong and cared nothing for those they recruited. He could only hope. When Lowe asked if any would speak against him if he was unworthy, he was certain no one would speak up. Not because he felt he was a great soldier who had accomplished feats the common man could only dream of. No, he was a soldier like any one else. Instead, he was sure no one would speak up because he and his group were saving everyone from fates far worse than that of death. They had to understand it, they just had to.*

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Oct 29, 2004 9:38 pm
Just as Lowe finishes draping the final medal over Daran's neck, the audience hall's doors burst open to admit the broken and bloody figure of Kellmass Ironhand. : "Let me through, I WILL see the Queen this instant!"- The music and festivities immediately halt as Kellmass staggers forward. He looks like a mess, his armor is dented and scratched, he bears several open cuts and wounds on his body, and it looks like his neck has been badly burned.
: "Kellmass??!!! What on earth happened to you? Lowe!" Anri says, shocked as she stands.
: "At once, your majesty! Light! These wounds... It's a miracle you can still stand, Sir Ironhand, you've got to get to the infirmary..." Lowe says, hurrying to Kellmass' side and inspecting his wounds.
: "That can wait... It was a trap... A trap!!!" Kellmass says as he holds Lowe away with one arm.
: "A trap?" Anri asks, concerned.
: "The enemy headquarters? A fabrication, I'm sure. They ambushed us in the mountains, they knew exactly where we were coming from..."
: "An ambush... How many losses? Where are the survivors? Did you regroup? What happened?" Mae asks, urgently.
: "All that survived now stand before you... No one else made it out... They triggered avalanches... Those that survived that... They cut them all down like sheep. My... my best men... My elite guard... They didn't stand a chance against... Against those THINGS! We took out a fair number, but they just kept coming!" Kellmass says, his voice breaking a bit when he mentions the slaughter of his men.
: "Inconceivable... How could our forces be decimated so? I should have divined the area more thoroughly..." Sera muses, sadly. Kellmass looks up with hate in his eyes, glaring at Sera.
: "I'm sure that would have done as much as your magical pin pointing of their headquarters... Traitor!" Kellmass venomously accuses.
: "Excuse me?" Sera says, shocked.
: "I find it awfully convienent that your magic led us straight into a trap that annhilated all of the Bustoke Brigadiers..." Kellmass says as Sera's eyes narrow.
: "And I find it awfully convienent that you are the only one that managed to escape then begin throwing accusations around... My magic never lies to me. Should I find your hand in this..."
: "ENOUGH!!! Sera, silence your tongue! Lowe, take Kellmass away and heal him! Maybe if we heal the wounds on his head he'll regain his sense and stop ranting and raving about conspiracies! So many have sacrificed for this kingdom, I will NOT let it fall apart under stress to infighting and suspicion! We're facing a common enemy, that should be uniting us, not dividing us!" Anri says, first very angry, then near the end of her speech almost pleading.
: "Beware who you trust, 'heroes!" Kellmass yells as Lowe leads him away. The crowd begins murmuring as the assembly breaks up. Mae approaches you.
: "Once again, the subject of traitors has arisen... Listen. I want you to continue to guard Anri. She cannot be allowed to come to harm while we search for the identity of this unknown informant," Mae says in a dire tone, then she speaks again in a slightly gentler voice. "Not only is she the ruler of Guardiana... Anri is my best friend. Please make sure she's safe. She's suffered much for her kingdom. I don't want to see her hurt again."

Posted by: Rusty Fri Oct 29, 2004 9:48 pm
((Gosh I have lousy timing.)) *Prestle watched the others get their medals, smiling. Finally, Lowe had approached him. Prestle stood there nervously, lowering himself a bit as Lowe placed the medal over him. Lowe was considerably shorter than Prestle, so it felt a bit awkward for Prestle. Prestle didn't feel he was worthy of it...But if others felt he was, then he wouldn't deny the gift. He knew he still had a lot of improvement to do, but he felt he had no regrets to anything he's done thus far. Dying had brought new life unto him, and a new perspective on life. This moment rekindled that experience and his face was practically glowing.*
*Yet at the same time, a conflicting thought stabbed like a dagger in the back of Prestle's mind. He couldn't shake the thought of a traitor being within the group. Was one of them not worthy of obtaining the medal? Perhaps were there more traitors? Prestle tried to shake the thoughts, not letting his facial expressions show of the deep thoughts pouring in his mind about the future and the possible traitor.*
*After receiving his award, Prestle looked on at the rest as they received theirs, smiling. He was proud of the group and their accomplishments. Many of them had become his friends...Close friends. He at times, felt overshadowed by them, and not worthy...Perhaps that is why he felt the same way about obtaining his medal. Thinking about that, he touched the medal, curiously looking at it briefly before looking back towards Lowe, one of the Shining Force heroes he admired greatly.*
---
*Prestle looks alarmed as Kellmass enters, after Lowe presented Daran with his medal. During the whole argument, Prestle only felt afraid and confused...Afraid of things to come, confused and what was true. He shouldn't have fear, he thought. He should be brave. After the argument, thoughts flared wildly in Prestle's head about the traitor. Was it Kellmass? Was he making all of this up? Could Sera be the traitor? Was it someone he was closer to in the group? The look he hid earlier was now evident on his face. It was a look of worry...Worry for the Queen...Worry for the group...Worry for the world.*

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Oct 29, 2004 9:54 pm
Garudaos, whose hand wrapped around the greatsword at Kelmass' sudden entrance, finally loosened his grip upon Mae's approach. Her words only served to add more worry to his already troubled heart, and gave him a reason to do what he'd been wanting to do anyway - stay as close to Anri as possible.
"General... are Kelmass' words true?" the fighter queried. "I do not suspect lady Sera is responsible, but still... are there truly traitors in such a kingdom?"
Although he asked with disbelief, the dragonman indeed knew the answer. There are traitors amongst the people, he thought, enraged that anyone would so willingly betray their homeland. There may even be only a single dissembler. But still... someone here in Guardiana seeks to corrupt this fair kingdom, and that I cannot allow. Even if I must slay the betrayer - even if it costs me my life - no harm shall come nigh the Queen. That is my resolve, and until this matter is settled that is my purpose.

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Oct 30, 2004 8:24 am
*A troubled look comes over Thaske's face when Kellmas bursts through the doors, and the young wizard remains ominously silent through the rest of the proceedings. Once May is finished speaking he makes sure he's one of the first out the door and then waits while the rest file past him. When Myala passes by Thaske reaches out a hand and gently places it on her arm.*
"Myala.. I need to talk to you. In private. It's important."
*With that he turns and exits down a side passage, leading her away from the others where they can be alone if she follows.*

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Oct 30, 2004 8:20 pm
Myala turns her head to the side as Thaske grabs her arm. A look of bewilderment crosses the young elf's features, as he has never gone out of his way to converse with her before. She follows him down the side passage and crosses her arms over her chest.
"You've never bothered to speak with me before, why now? I suppose that doesn't matter, what is it you wish to discuss Thaske?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Nov 01, 2004 8:57 am
Thaske is at first shocked, taken aback by the curt abruptness coming from someone he'd many times fought and bled beside on the field of battle. "Uh.. well.. sorry to disturb you, but.. I wanted to ask you something. Well, two things, actually." He quickly recovers and picks up speed, getting straight to the point. "My parents were both clerics of the Light, and I spent my entire childhood raised in the church. I was supposed to become a cleric myself, so I know my way around the trade fairly well. It's obvious there's a traitor somewhere on our side. While I'm almost positive it's not someone in our group, I think in light of recent events we should make certain that's the case. My parents made me well aware of the effects of a Zone of Truth spell when I was in my youth; while the last thing I want to do is insult our companions with accusations, I think we'd all sleep better at night knowing none of us are working for the enemy."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Nov 01, 2004 8:51 pm
Myala listens intently to Thaske as he speaks, genuinely interested in what he has to say. She taps her chin thoughtfully and sighs. "You want me to gather everyone and cast a Zone of Truth spell, is that it? Actually, that's a very good idea. Good thinking Thaske."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Nov 03, 2004 12:33 am
A few days pass as reports from outlying towns and villages of monster raids increase steadily. An undertone of fear has gripped the populace since the decimation of the Bustoke Brigadiers, and tension is high. Forced to take a period of rest, Queen Anri's health improves and she seems much better than before, though her troubled mind only worsens with the new burdens set upon it. Despite this, she does her best to hold the Runic Alliance together, drawing up plans and strategy with Mae, calling ambassadors to counsels, and general getting Guardiana and its allies ready in case of an emergency.
((Tommorrow night I shall move this along, so if you have anything to do, *cough*ThaskeMyala*cough* please do it fast.))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Wed Nov 03, 2004 8:04 pm
Solomon has spent his time working on self-improvements, sometimes with the tinker, more often not. The corner of the basement where he has set up his workshop is filled with the sounds of machinery as the android works tirelessly for almost two days.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Nov 04, 2004 3:14 am
"Hnnggggg....aaaagggghhh!" There was splintering sound as a bastard sword cleaved through a dummy created from a quartered section of a mounted log, some leftover straw and a beaten-up old sack flying from the right-handed strike. However, only seconds later another dummy like the first lost it's head following a downwards left stoke, followed by a third swing from the right which lodged itself in the midsection of the last practice dummy in the row.
"I... I... I did it..." Garudaos panted, sheathing the trusty edge which had brought him to the group. "I... I finally think... I've got it... down good..."
A nearby centaur, who'd been practicing lance thrusts on another target, grinned and waved his lance. The dragonman himself smiled, though he nearly fell over his own tail as he took a step back towards the benches. Finding a spot where he could observe the training preparations for another fight, Garudaos eagerly looked on as other members of the Guardiana Army tempered their skills for what many saw to be an inevitable major battle, bearing down hard upon not only the kingdom but the Runic Alliance itself. At least for the moment, the fighter was sure he'd done all he could to prepare for that great conflict.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 04, 2004 7:08 am
While on patrol, Solomon, Prestle, Ivellas, and Garoudaos all hear a faint scream from Sera's room.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Thu Nov 04, 2004 5:03 pm
Solomon immediately breaks into a trot, announcing calmly over his shoulders, "Cry of Distress positively identified Sera's room, source unknown. I recommend you allow me to enter first, as I am the most likely to survive an attack, and am the most expendable. Someone should also locate the queen, as the enemy has used diversion attacks in the last two engagements."
Without waiting for a reply, Solomon picks up speed and bursts open the door, making a quick scan for enemies.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Nov 04, 2004 6:38 pm
"Lady Sera!" Garudaos yelled, his slow steps increasing rapidly. "All guards! To Lady Sera's room!" This is just like the incident when the Queen was targeted, the fighter said, wings shifting ever so slightly as the dragonman closed in on the advisor's dwelling. If they have harmed her... I should have been more vigilant, more careful in my observation...

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 04, 2004 6:50 pm
Everyone else hears Garoudaos' shout. ((If no one else has acted when I get back later I'll just edit in what those who made it to the room see.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Nov 04, 2004 8:31 pm
Myala's ears perk up and she turns her attention towards the castle, her eyes wide. She hears the scream and yells coming from the area of Sera's room and sprints off to investigate. When she finally gets there, she leans over a bit and pants, trying to catch her breath. When she does, she regains her composure and looks to the door.
"I hope Lady Sera is ok."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 04, 2004 11:21 pm
Assuming at least one person opens the door... Inside Sera's bedroom the furnishings are scattered and broken, a few burn marks showing where Sera's magic attempted her defense, as a looming figure stands over Sera, blade drawn. With a slight shock you realize the man is the same one you saw kill the merchant! It's Death's Hand.
: "Help! Help me, please!!! I... I don't want to die!" Sera pleads as she sees the heroes. She's been badly cut in some areas and is bleeding...
: "Stay out of this. She must be purged like the others, there is no other way!" Death's Hand shouts.

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Nov 05, 2004 12:52 am
*Ivellas quickly rushes to the room upon hearing the scream, and Kyuu runs from an entirely different direction to see what's going on after Garudaos' thunderously loud shout. Much to both of their dismay Death's Hand stands there yet again. Ivellas hadn't caught any insincerity in Sera's statement earlier, not that it necessarily meant anything, but she shouldn't have been under attack for any kind of treason. In all honesty, from what Ivellas knew, she shouldn't be under attack at all! He reasoned that it must be due to her powers of divination. A blind enemy is a much easier one to defeat.
However, if you cut off the hand you've removed the weapon as well.*
: You again! Why are you doing this!? What need is there to... cleanse her as you've so stated?

Posted by: Rusty Fri Nov 05, 2004 1:12 am
*Prestle's ears twitch as he looks into the direction of the yell.* : What's going on?! *Prestle quickly heads into the direction of the yell. Approaching the direction, Prestle sees Ivellas down the hall and then enter the room. Prestle knows that must be exactly where it came from, so he hurries into the room after him. He grits his teeth, and his eyes shine as though there were a fire within them as he glares at Death's Hand.*
: You maniac! You better leave while you still can...

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Nov 05, 2004 5:25 am
The moment Solomon positively identifies the attacker, barely 5 optical cycles after bursting through the door, his core directives leave him with only one option. Core Directive One: I may not injure a human being, or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
The android throws himself forward, tackling the threatened magic-user and shielding her with his own body as the others prepare to engage the assasin.

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Nov 05, 2004 5:53 am
((Kyuu: Prepared action: Haste Editting in Spell Slots 0/1/2/3 6/7/7/5))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 05, 2004 6:21 am
Death's Hand pauses when Ivellas asks his question and is about to answer when Solomon leaps onto Sera and he insteads somersaults back. : "Meddling fools! You cannot possibly comprehend the scope of the forces at hand here! You seal your own doom by impeding me!" Death's Hand says as he withdraws a series of small bladed stars from his sleeve. "I warn you one last time to stay out of this!"
: "Hanzou???"
Death's Hand stops in his tracks to regard the female centaur knight that had just burst through the door.
: "General Mae... I was hoping to conclude this business without attracting your attention..." 'Death's Hand' says with a hint of regret.
: "Gen... General, it's Death's Hand! Here, in the castle!" Sera says.
: "Hanzou, I know that's you... What are you doing? Don't tell me you're Death's Hand..." Mae says in disbelief.
: "I am and I am not... Death's Hand was a moniker given to me by the masses who could not understand what I was doing... I remain Hanzou, the same warrior in shadow I ever was. General Mae, I remember you as a stalwart warrior who took up arms against the Dragon. Please do not defeat your own purpose and the purpose of he who we both served under," Hanzou says in a dire tone. "This castle... This entire city is in a muddle. The senses are deceived, the soul corrupted... I have searched long, but the only answer I could find was to purge the elements past redemption..."
: "Purge... Look at what you're doing! Sera's no demon or dragon, she's just a bleeding woman pleading for her life!" Mae shouts.
: "I have more faith in my higher senses than my mundane ones, and I will do what must be done..." Hanzou says as he drops into a combat stance.
: "You speak of deception, how do you know you yourself are not deceived? How do you know you're not in the wrong here?" Mae counters, moving forward with lance readied to take a supporting position beside Solomon. "And I am the General of the Army now, as you well know. I will not let assassinations go unpunished in my country."
: "I... I have seen things you haven't..." Hanzou says, distantly, then straightens. "I will not raise arms against one who has proven their worth in battle such as you. I will not strike at my former comrades. But I warn you to be wary..." with that, Hanzou throws down a smokebomb and vanishes.
: "Our own allies turned against us... Hanzou... a traitor?" Mae wonders aloud as the ninja vanishes. "Myala. Quickly. Heal Sera."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Nov 05, 2004 7:03 am
((Ahh... the joys of rolling a 20...)) "Hanzou... the ninja of the Shining Force..." Yet again, the dragonman was left stunned by another revelation. That there was indeed a traitor was bad enough, but for that traitor to be a man who'd worked with and known Max...
Yet then again, I have heard many things about him, Garudaos thought, remembering the stories he'd heard about the stealthy assassin through his studies of the Force. Hanzou is a shadowy 'ninja' warrior from a land called "Hapon" to the far east, said to command death itself then vanish in the blink of an eye. The blade he wields is the Doom Blade, a magical 'katana' infused with the power of death. Some say he is a demon, while others claim he sold his soul to the devils in exchange for such power; whether or not those legend are true, all agree that he is better as an ally than a foe. It is even said that he joined the Shining Force by sneaking past all their guards, past Max himself and planting a note on a bush next to the wielder of the Chaos Breaker stating merely that he awaited at headquarters, the fighter considered, his mind finally processing the idea that he and the others might have to face off against the legend. If the rumors of his spead and lethal strokes are true, there may not be much we can do against him...
"Mae... is... must we truly fight him?" the dragonman asked, fearful of combat against Hanzou. "Can we even succeed against such a warrior?"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Nov 05, 2004 8:27 pm
Myala seems a bit distracted at first, unable to believe that this man Hanzou has actually tried to kill Sera. When Mae addresses her gaze turns to her the centaur general and she nods. "O-of course ma'am!" The elf makes her way over to the wounded Sera and kneels down beside her, laying her hands upon the shoulders of the elder woman. She closes her eyes and a soft white light spreads over the wounds, closing them and stopping the bleeding.
"Are you alright now?"

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Sat Nov 06, 2004 4:52 pm
Once the danger is past, Solomon quickly releases the girl and stands to one side, silently and motionlessly observing the team.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Nov 07, 2004 12:32 am
: "Thank you... Thank you all... I owe you my life," Sera says as Myala heals her. "I will not forget this... You bravery and heroics have once more come to the rescue. You truly are heroes of the realm..." Sera gets up as Myala finishes healing her. Mae turns to Ivellas as she starts to leave.
: "Corporal Ivellas, I commend you and your men for your quick action. We may have averted a serious tragedy this day. I am going to the war room to alert everyone else of Hanzou's... intentions. Please, keep up the good work. The lives of everyone in the castle count on you."
With that, Mae leaves.

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:02 am
*With a strict attention as Mae addresses him, Ivellas feels a bit flustered that she would address him. Something must be going right if he and his group were able to get her, of all people's, attention. Finishing with a firm, "Yes, ma'am!" and rigid salute as she heads off, Ivellas commences making sure everything is secured and everyone is doing well before Mae's briefing*

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 09, 2004 5:22 am
A few days pass as news of cult struggles continues to spread. The army is spread thin as it tries to both root out the insurgents and protect the cities at the same time. Queen Anri seems to lose much of the vitality she regained as the increasingly declining state of the nation affects her. Despite constant watch and reassurance by her closest friends, Anri's state seems to slowly wane. General Mae vows that she will not let one of her best friends be torn apart by stress inflicted from madmen and leads her army out on a long-term search and destroy mission in the hopes of bringing this to a swift end...
Finally, one night as you are on guard, Felix hears a loud sound from Anri's chambers...

Posted by: Lord Zendor Tue Nov 09, 2004 6:47 am
((assuming Nortiln hears this as well)) They're at it again! *Nortiln searches for the exact source of the noise, eventually coming to Anri's room* The Queen! *Nortiln thrusts open the door, sword drawn*
Whoever dares to bring harm to the queen... Begone! Or else I will remove you myself!

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:54 pm
Felix pauses for a brief second, then draws his sword and runs towards the queen's chamber while raising a shout, "THE QUEEN IS IN DANGER!!!" Reaching the door to the antechamber and finding it unguarded, the halfling throws it open and steps inside.
((Initiative: 20 + 5 = 25
Spot: 18 + 2 = 20
Listen: 12 + 2 = 14
Dodge to nearest hostile if one is to be found.
Standing at the defense.))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Tue Nov 09, 2004 8:13 pm
A loud crash resounds through the basement of the castle, as Solomon abandons his self-upgrades and charges upwards through the castle. Those who see him charging towards the queen's room see as he struggles with one arm to close his chest compartment. The other arm hangs limply with several components hanging out, and Solomon finally reaches into the armpit and, with and audible click, detaches the arm and stows it across his back. As he does so, a large section of armor falls off, but the android doesn't heed it as he continues rushing towards the room.
(Cumulative effects- Half base to hit, half damage, arm laser still optimal, AC = 16, dex bonus negated.)

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Nov 10, 2004 12:31 am
((Nortlin, you actually failed both Listen checks for the original sound, then Felix's yell, but for the sake of continuity, Daran, who made his checks, comes to get you on the way to check it out.)) Felix flings open the door to find Sera trying to push a large fallen statue back into place. She turns around surprised, then sighs with relief as she sees it's only Felix.
: "Felix... You scared me... What's wrong? Oh, you heard the statue fall! Yes, I was practicing a cantrip and accidently summoned a strong gust of wind that knocked it over," Sera replies, abashed.

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Nov 10, 2004 1:17 am
Felix pauses, his face puzzled, then he slowly slides his blade back into place. "I see... A cantrip..." He glances around the steps towards the inner chamber of the queen, "I hope it didn't disturb her highness." Sera moves to the door and puts her ear to it. "No... I don't hear anything, and my hearing is excellent. She must still be asleep."
Felix frowns slightly but walks to the door, "She might have fallen into a feign, with how ill she's been. I'll check on her, I can be pretty quiet." The halfling reaches a hand out to the door knob softly.
MoveSilently: 10 + 5 = 15
Sera reaches out and covers the knob before felix can reach it. "It's not you, but I enchanted the door with a powerful ward-alarm. If you open it, it will awaken everyone in the castle, and I'll have to spend an hour re-casting it."
Felix blinks, withdrawing his hand quietly, "I guess that makes sense...but how will the queen leave her chamber or be attended to?"
"I dispel the ward in the morning, after she's had her rest of course!" Sera replies, brightly.
"Just to spend another hour casting it again, seems like a waste..." The halfling asks shrugging, "Magic is odd, at least real locks can be opened and easily locked again." He looks at the statue and walks over to it, glancing at the space it originally sat in.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Nov 10, 2004 1:20 am
I must be more vigilant, the dragonman thought, plodding over the ornate rug that lined the halls near Anri's bedchambers. Though I may not be able to finish Hanzou if he attacks, I must at least- His thoughts, however, was broken by a loud sound coming from the Queen's room. Without hesitation he ran, dashing as fast as he could to the disturbance. He found a few of his allies had already arrived, and a rather embarrased-looking Sera was pushing a statue back into place.
"Let me put that up, Lady Sera," Garudaos said, moving to heft the stone sculpture back into place. "You should not have to do such things on your own..."
But as he put his hands on the fallen statue, he felt an odd sensation at the base of his spine; nothing painful, but a warning from his body, perhaps? Something... something doesn't feel right, he thoughts, turning to look at Sera.
"Is... is somehting wrong, Lady Sera?"

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Thu Nov 11, 2004 4:04 am
Solomon, still armless and with armor dangling, seems to feel that something is amiss. (Diplomacy check, 1d20 + 9) He also scans the room, trying to notice if anything is out of place, as compared with his extensive mapping of the castle earlier.

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Nov 11, 2004 4:07 am
((I'd like to note I did a bunch of stuff over AIM with TUM. I'm dedicating Denis Leary's "Life's Gonna Suck' to this moment. Have a nice day))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 11, 2004 7:32 am
((What's the Diplomacy check for?)) Nothing seems to be moved or out of order save for the statue that fell and was pushed back into place, which is 43.61439 centimeters to the left of its original position. : "No, nothing at all. Why? Did you see something on patrol?" Sera asks, suddenly concerned as she moves toward Garoudaos, accidently bumping Kyuu, who was in the process of casting a spell at the time.
: "Oops, sorry... Anyway, Garoudaos, why did you ask?"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Nov 11, 2004 4:16 pm
"No major reason, Lady Sera," the dragonman said, making sure that the statue woulod not fall again. "This piece is not light, and I feared that you suffered injury by it. Should I stay to assist you in some manner?"

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Thu Nov 11, 2004 5:24 pm
((Diplomacy check was to see if the human Sera was acting in a manner inconsistent with her usual patterns. Seemed applicable since Solomon comes from a different culture.)) <Discrepency noted. Average statue mass is sufficient to reduce probability of a low-order force creating this displacement of 43.61439 centimeters to negligable. High-order force required, if created by wind spell, would have caused displacement in other objects in room. Directed, high-force, non-damaging spell inconsistent with observed wind spells observed in past.>
<Supposition: Statue mass is below expected value?>
<Note: Until discrepency explained, treat Magic user, Sera, Human as suspect.>
The android walks next to the statue, speaking in draconic as he does, "Caution, mighty warrior. Would not a wind spell of might sufficient to topple this statue reduce this room to shambles? The statue is far from the lightest thing within this space. Recall, the magician was attacked earlier, and we know not why, nor what passed in that moment. I say to you, beware the human Sera until this is explained."
Then he tilts his head in apparent confusion, before continuing in standard, "It would appear my upgrades are temporarily affecting my diplomatic programming. I appologize if my standard language setting was momentarily altered. I repeat my earlier statement, inquiring would it not be better to check and awaken Queen Anri by mistake than allow an enemy to attack her unnoticed? I also offered my assistance in moving this statue."
System> Apply 1 kilo-newton force to statue.
Applying...
Applied.
System> Observe statue displacement. Calculate mass of statue.
Calculating...

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 12, 2004 1:26 am
((The statue is abnormally light.)) Sera's eyes narrow at Solomon. : "First of all, Garoudaos being the chivalrous gentleman he is has already put the statue back into place. Second of all, the statue is lighter than it looks, it was a masterwork from the dwarven master-ceramicist Gothos Clayfist. Third, I was practicing a precision wind spell. Fourth, I am fluent in the language of Dragons, and would appreciate it if you brought any questions to me directly instead of going behind my back. But to answer your question, no it would not. The ward I put on the door will keep Anri quite safe enough," Sera says to Solomon.

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Nov 12, 2004 2:25 am
*Kyuu huffs, rather upset that Sera had interrupted his spell.* : Mistress Sera... do you mind? I would appreciate not being interrupted while spellcasting. *Kyuu again casts Detect Magic. Ivellas is prepared to intercept the next person to come within Kyuu's space*

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Nov 12, 2004 2:35 am
Solomon stares back at Sara with an expressionless gaze only a robot could achieve, as his eyes brighten from ice blue to diamond white. "A precision wind cantrip?" he asks calmly. "Practiced at this time of night in the outer chambers of the queen's room, after you were so solicious about her need for rest?" As he says this, he places himself in between Sera and the door to Anri's inner chamber, never breaking his unblinking gaze from her as he does.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Nov 12, 2004 2:42 am
"Please, let us not argue," Garudaos said quietly but firmly. "Our queen is sleeping in the next room, and by the light she needs all the rest she can get. If there is no objection, I will stand guard here, both to protect the Lady and the Queen, and to help should other objects in the room move unexpectedly."
I should have expected that she would know Draconic, the dragonman thought. I too, will be on careful watch, but if indeed Sera is hiding something it shall now be harder to expose. With even the mighty Hanzou a betrayer of the crown, I can no longer assume any a true ally of Guardiana...

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Nov 12, 2004 4:18 am
The android does not move his gaze from the human magic user. "I would advise confirming the queen's well-being first. The mere fact that she did not awaken at the Halfling's warning shout, though it drew us from the far ends of the castle, strikes me as grounds enough for concern."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 12, 2004 4:39 am
: "Yes, a precision wind cantrip. I got bored out here, so I started going through the harmless spells I was developing as part of the Queen's magical research program. I apologize if I cannot maintain a vigil as tirelessly as you noble ones, but I am merely an advisor," Sera says with a shrug. Then she mumbles something under her breath that sounds like a different language and shakes her head while making a few gestures. Then she shakes her head again. "I'm sorry for that outburst, the Queen is not the only one who grows weary of this constant conflict..."

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Nov 12, 2004 4:17 pm
<Warning! Human, Sera, Magic User communicating in language that is not Ancient, Common, Dwarven, Elven, Draconic, Birdman, nor Werewolf. High probability this is vocal content of unknown spell. Gestures Human, Sera, Magic User is making possibly somatic content of unknown spell.>
<Probability Human, Sera, Magic User is mind controlled/imposter/traitor acceptably high. Treat as suspect.>
The android Solomon levels his working arm at the magic user, and the hand slides back to reveal the muzzle of his laser cannon. "You will refrain from casting another spell for the remainder of this discussion. You will refrain from interfereing with Kyuu's spellcasting."
Raising his voice, he calls out to the Queen, "Queen Anri! Please let us know that everything is all right within your room, but do not come through the door to your outer chamber! My Queen, are you all right?"
<Prepared action- Open fire if Sera attempts to cast a spell>

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Nov 12, 2004 8:45 pm
Myala wanders the halls near the library, her watch uneventful, as it had been all day. The young priestess stops and leans her back against the wall, taking a moment to rest. She sighs softly, obviously tired and annoyed. A sour look crosses her pretty face and her ears droop slightly.
"This is so boring. I feel bad that Miss Anri is ill, but walking these halls nonstop day and night is tiring. Not that I like bad things happening, but I do wish something would happen to give us something to actually do."
((OOC: Just letting you all know I'm still here! ^_^))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Nov 12, 2004 10:43 pm
Feliz had glanced at the others while they were talking, his face puzzled, then he turned back to the statue and tapped on it lightly. The confused look on his face grows and he turns as if to speak when the metal man begins shouting in a loud voice.

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Nov 13, 2004 6:42 am
((Sorry, I haven't been able to get on the computer for about a week.)) Footsteps echo down the halls and Thaske quickly turns the corner, drawn by Felix's shout. "What's the pro..Solomon! What are you doing?!" What the hell was going on? Sera had been attacked already once before today, but Solomon had proven in the past that he couldn't be the traitor. He'd had ample opportunity to kill Anri in the past and had done everything in his power to protect her. But Sera had had even more opportunities to take out the Queen and had done nothing. But... screw it. This was hardly the time to try and figure it out. And everyone loves a good standoff.
((Readied action: If Sera attempts to cast a spell that could in any way harm anything around them (or any spell to which I fail my spellcraft check or for some other reason can't identify), throw the tanglefoot bag enchanted with Khelben's Suspended Silence at her and shout the command word. Even if it misses she'll be caught in the area effect by the grenade-like weapons rules. If Solomon shoots first, cast Otiluke's Resilient Sphere on him instead. If Sera tries to flee, Resilient Sphere to stop her. Whichever triggers first will take my action for this round.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 13, 2004 8:54 am
No reply is given, and Sera sighs. : "You hardly know the Queen. I knew her since she was little. She sleeps like a rock when she finally goes under. When you add that to the buffers in place around her rooms, she's not going to hear you. Everything is fine, I'm maintaining a constant vigil over the wards."

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Nov 13, 2004 9:28 am
Thaske's muscles don't unclench on hearing Sera's words, though to him the excuse sounds reasonable enough. He didn't want to be too sure though, especialy with the stakes at hand. If she really was innocent, though, he didn't want to make themselves look any worse than they already did.
"Solomon, Sera, please, we don't need this. I know we've all been on edge lately, but fighting is the last thing we need to be doing. I don't know what's going on, and I don't know what happened before I got here, but it's obvious no one knows anything for sure here. Please, Sera, just let them see the Queen. I'm sure we can dispel the spell or silence the area she's sleeping in or figure something out, and between Solomon and the rest of us we'll be able to set up more than enough of a night-watch so you won't even have to recast your spell."
Thaske tosses the enchanted tanglefoot bag in his hands gently onto the ground against the wall on Sera's side of the room, trying his best to look unagressive. He then steps inbetween Solomon and Sera, though he stays as far away from the bag as he can while doing so.
"Please, Sera, we were stationed here to protect and guard the Queen. I know you mean well, but we can't do our job if the very protections set in place for her bar us out as effectively as they do her foes, and with the shadow demons they've attacked with in the past the door won't even be an issue for them. I'm not trying to accuse you in any way, but we've let this get way out of hand as it is; I'm sure the guards are already on their way to see what all the shouting's been about and they're going to want a whole lot of explaining from all of us if they see us like this. Please, just let us do what we were put here to do and make sure the Queen is safe."
((If shit goes to hell and she attacks or casts an unknown spell, readied action to cast Otiluke's Resilient Sphere on her while yelling out the command word for the Suspended Silence sitting at her feet.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 13, 2004 10:52 am
: "I disagree, you serve your purpose well by not being inside. My wards provide an impenetrable shield around the Queen, while you are supposed to intercept problems before they get this far..." Sera tilts her head. "Wait... If everyone's in here, who's patrolling the castle?"

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Nov 13, 2004 2:21 pm
(Myala.) Felix sighs and shakes his head, the room was now crowded with people. He glances at the statue and his face grows puzzled again, then he slips past the others quietly, his small form barely visible and steps back outside. Outside, he rubs his head and looks around quietly, a frown still on his face, "So much noise... What's going on..."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Nov 13, 2004 11:08 pm
((OOC: Since TUM said to assume this happens...)) Myala rests for a few more minutes and goes back to her watch. Rue soon comes by and gently grabs her arm, urging her to follow. Though a bit confused, she doesn't question him and follows. When they come upon the room the young elf enters first and gasps at the scene. Her irritation and shock is evident in her voice as she speaks.
"What in the name of the Gods is going on in here, and why is Solomon's weapon aimed at Miss Sera?"
Myala turns to Ivellas and whispers something in his ear.
"Ivellas, should we do something about this? Are there any spells you would like me to cast?"
((OOC: I got your PM Kev, but I was a bit confused))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Nov 16, 2004 3:33 am
*Hearing Myala's question, Ivellas thinks for a moment, has a thought about Kyuu's actions, and realizes Myala should be able to do something similar. Trying to keep things quiet, he whispers back to Myala.* : If you have a Detect Evil spell available, I'd appreciate it if you could do that.
*Ivellas keeps his eyes intently on Sera as Myala prepares her incantation*

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:17 pm
Myala nods to Ivellas and recites the incantation to the spell he had requested her to cast. She closes her eyes and focuses, a faint aura glowing around the young elf. She then opens her eyes and looks at those around her, trying to detect or "see" any evil auras that might be within the room.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:27 pm
For the first minute of concentration, Myala confirms the presence of evil in the area. When she tries to comprehend the scope and location of it however, the sheer amount of evil presence in the room beyond causes her to drop to her knees and shudder uncontrollably. ((Myala is stunned for one round.))
: "Oh my... Something's wrong with Myala!"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Nov 16, 2004 10:20 pm
((OOC: 1 round is 6 seconds and this isn't battle but I'll play out her being stunned for a few lines)) Myala remains helpless on the floor, her body shaking uncontrollably. It is as if something has struck her very core and rendered her paralyzed. After a little bit, the young priestess manages to will herself out of this state and the effects seem to wear off. She staggers to her feet and shakes her head, a soft groan escaping her lips.
"I could see it, there is evil here. It was so overwhelming that I-I suppose it must have stunned me. I could not see exactly who the evil I feel is coming from, but it is within the room beyond."
Despite no longer being stunned, the assault of the evil's sheer force still seems to be affecting her.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Wed Nov 17, 2004 1:41 am
Solomon keeps his weapon trained on the magic user. "Let me enter first. I am the most likely to survive a magical attack." he states quickly. "But someone must cover the Magic User while I enter. Too many things are unexplained, and she does not have my trust at the moment."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Nov 17, 2004 3:30 pm
This is madness, Garudaos thought, observing the scene in bewilderment. What has happened to us that we must point weapons at one another? We've already found that Hanzou is the traitor; must we search further to punish all who act strangely? Surely we cannot, for the longer this continues the more paranoid we will all become, and the more incidents like this will become commonplace...
And yet Hanzou's words rang through his mind. Those within the city are in a muddle, their souls corrupted; that is what he said. Perhaps he was right... did we do a fell thing by not allowing him to conclude his business?
"Lady Sera," the dragonman said, drawing the greatsword, "this matter must be resolved quickly. Release the seals on the Queen's chambers and allow us to enter. Should there be any attack from now until you replace the wards, the Lady Anri shall be safe. And if, in doing so we find instead that all is well, we may all return to a more peaceful state of mind. I swear by my honor that Solomon shall not harm you wrongfully as long as I stand here."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Nov 17, 2004 10:38 pm
Sera sighs and shakes her head as she steps aside. : "Very well, let me begin the process..." Sera says as she begins to mutter words of magic.

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Nov 17, 2004 10:55 pm
*Ivellas feels some kind of menacing darkness clouding his thoughts, but after a moment or so he shrugs it off. Something wasn't right here. Placing his hand on his lance and slowly bringing it to his side, he prepares to charge at a moment's notice... even if the target will be Sera.*
~~~
*Kyuu catches a few glimpses of spells going off, but can't make too much as far as ends meeting out. He figures, though, that if Sera's removing the wards it'll be a bit, since there are multiple steps she'll have to go through. He could tell there was some rather powerful magic going on inside the room, though, and it had to be malicious to knock Myala out. Readying to boost Ivellas up, since he'd probably be the first to rush in, he waited for the moment the door cracked open or the first foul move out of anyone*

Posted by: Lord Zendor Wed Nov 17, 2004 11:08 pm
*Nortiln holds his sword at ready, confused about who's the true enemy but ready to slice down whoever it may be*

Posted by: Critical Mass Wed Nov 17, 2004 11:28 pm
Thaske's eyes go wide as Sera completes her spell. He tries to say something, but seems unable to grasp the appropriate words. "Mistress Sera..." is all he seems able to choke out, but before he can even finish his sentance he whips around to face his companions, his hand darting into his component pouch and grasping some unseen reagent. His gaze flickers from one person to the next, as if trying to decide... something. He stammers a bit of nonsensical gibberish, still appearing to be under the influence of some sort of shocked panic.

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Nov 17, 2004 11:36 pm
((I was waiting for something like this... Inits: Ivellas: 15 + 4 = 19 Kyuu: 19 + 7 = 26)) *Releasing the stored spell energies he had prepared, Kyuu casts Haste on Ivellas!*
((If you have AIM, message me))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 18, 2004 12:53 am
Sera seems bewildered by Thaske's sudden burst of action. : "What's the matter, Thaske?" Sera says, taken aback by his odd reaction.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Thu Nov 18, 2004 5:19 pm
((Initiative: 1d20 + 0)) System> Warning! Magic User, Thaske, Human acting abnormally. May be readying spell. Warning! Magic User, Kyuu casting spell. Warning! Fighter, Ivellas, Centaur moving to attack unknown target.
System> Disable combat action inhibitors.
Disabled.
System> Enable primary pneumatic weapon.
Error: Object not found. (Left arm)
Right arm enabled.
System> Enable secondary laser weapon.
Enabled and primed.
<Core directives do not allow me to engage combatants in this room. Options: Pin and disable one attacker. Defend Queen.>
<I do not know which attacker serves the enemy, and which serves the Queen.>
<Defend the Queen.>
Solomon turns and levels his arm at the door, launching his fist out to break the wooden barrier down. Before his arm has finished retracting back, he throws his body at the door, trying to burst through to the Queen's defense.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 18, 2004 10:50 pm
: "Wait, no! I wasn't done dispelling the..." Sera begins to say, frantically, but is cut off as Solomon slams himself into the door. The door glows orange and shimmers with energy as the robot strikes it to no effect. Then a burst of light emits from the door to strike Solomon, sending him back a good ten feet.
: "You have to wait until I'm done dispelling! The reactive barrier causes damage to those that would attack it!"
((Solomon takes 8 points of damage.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Nov 19, 2004 8:31 pm
"Ouch, that had to hurt. I wonder if he has ever heard of patience?" Myala sighs and shakes her head, her mace at ready. If a fight suddenly broke out, the young priestess would be ready.

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Nov 19, 2004 9:23 pm
*Ivellas has a momentary thought about the potions he has on him. Doing some quick thinking, and remembering how useful the potions of protection from evil had been in previous battles, he takes puts one up to his mouth and drinks it down. Hopefully this would ward off any evil presence that might try to affect his mind. With that, he stood stalwart, ready to receive any foul act made against him*
((All out defense.
In the event that my AC becomes necessary...
25 + 4 (haste) + 4 (All out defense) = 33 + 2 (Prot evil) = 35 if the attacker is evil.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 20, 2004 3:57 am
: "Well, if everyone is quite finished, I shall continue the dispelling process..." Sera says as she begins to cast another spell.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Nov 20, 2004 4:20 am
What... what is this? Garudaos thought, as a mental fog crept across him. But he steeled his nerve, focused on the task at hand and purged it from his mind. Shivering slightly for a moment, he turned to Sera and readied himself for a physical attack to match the mental.
"End your spell, Lady Sera," the dragonman said in a menacing tone. "Everyone, stop casting for a moment. An attempt was made to clutter my senses, and I believe it was made by someone in this room. And so no magic shall be used until I can be sure that we are all allies."
((I feel a big battle coming on, so...
Init: 1d20 + 3 = 18
Also going into All-out Defense.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 20, 2004 4:23 am
: "All right, if you want me to stop dispelling..." Sera says as shrugs. "But without magic, how will we figure out what tried to cloud your mind?"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Nov 20, 2004 7:34 am
The dragonman's resovle faltered for a moment. She is correct, he thought. I do not possess the skill to identify such a thing with magic, let alone without. But no... there is a way around this. "You may be right. But for the moment, I want it to cease. Myala, assist Thaske so that we may see what he knows; if I am correct, his condition is a result of the same assault attempted on me."
((She's still sounding too fishy, so...
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 = 17))

Posted by: Critical Mass Sat Nov 20, 2004 11:16 am
Thaske snaps out of the stupor upon hearing his name spoken and turns to Guarudos, shaking his head. "Mistress Sera..." He faulters, then finds the words. "Mistress Sera is a traitor to the Queen and to all humanity." He turns to face Sera, reaching to his belt and grabbing hold of another tanglefoot bag. "I recognized the second to last spell you cast as a Dominate Person enchantment. I didn't want to believe it at first, but the effects experienced by Guarudos after your last spell make the situation clear. You are the traitor, and this will go no further. GISH!" Thaske hurls the second tanglefoot bag at Sera with all his might as he yells out the command word for the Khelben's Suspended Silence spell lying dormant on the first bag still resting near her feet. He then shuffles backward, trying to get as far away as he can from the deadly muted globe of space.
((I don't have any dice with me, so you're going to have to roll the ranged touch attack. 1d20 +3 BAB +1 Dex +1 Servant of the Heavens.))

Posted by: Lord Zendor Sat Nov 20, 2004 2:02 pm
((Sense Motive: 11 + 4 = 15 Initiative: 15 + 3 = 18))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Nov 21, 2004 12:01 am
((Sense Motive: 20 + 4 = 24 Initiative: 18 + 8 = 26))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Nov 21, 2004 8:24 am
Sera moves slightly to the side and avoids the thrown weapon, then weaves her hands in a complex pattern and the silence is suddenly lifted. : "Ah, Thaske, Thaske, Thaske... It's a pity it had to come to this... Aren't we friends? Haven't I done nothing but help you?" Sera asks, like a mother rebuking her children.
((Silenced Dispel Magic on the bag, if you make the Spellcraft rolls...))
Daran looks around, uncertain.
"What's... What's going on?" he asks as he clutches his gun.

Posted by: Lord Zendor Sun Nov 21, 2004 1:17 pm
You! It was you! *Nortiln charges at her with longsword drawn, bringing it down on Sera, hopefully stopping her before she uses her more offensive spells* ((Power Attack 2: Attack: 15 + 11 = 26 Damage: 5 + 10 = 15))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Nov 21, 2004 8:33 pm
Myala gasps and shakes her head is disbelief. "Thaske seems sincere enough. I-I can't believe it though. Miss Sera is the traitor? How could she do such a thing?" The young elf narrows her eyes and begins to recite the incantation for one of her spells. After she is finished she attempts to grab Sera or at least touch her.
((Touch Attack: 13 + 7 = 20
If that is enough to bypass Sera's AC and she fails her Will save (DC 17) she becomes cursed. She will only have a 50% every round to act normally, otherwise she cannot do anything. Bestow Curse is a fun spell))

Posted by: Rusty Mon Nov 22, 2004 3:06 am
*Prestle hears noises from his present location, but can't completely make out what is being said. He enters the room with a rather puzzled look fixated upon his face. Seeing the looks on everyone's faces, it's evident to him there's some sort of trouble brewing. He grows a little frustrated and angered, because he doesn't know what's going on and who to trust.*
: What's going on here?!

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Nov 22, 2004 5:27 am
*Thoughts of his friendships tear through his mind. On one hand, Sera is a holy person who has served as a faithful advisor to the queen for some time. On the other hand, Thaske is an incredibly pious man himself, tremendously faithful to his deity. Thaske is also an accomplished mage in his own right, and Ivellas doubted that he would fail to determine Sera's spell. Kyuu spent less time studying magic and was beginning to learn more about it than Thaske did. Kyuu had, however, detected strong traces of magic, and Myala had detected strong traces of evil. Myala was also now attacking Sera, so something had to be wrong. Sera's coincidental mishaps and shadiness recently were just too much for Ivellas now. Kelmass running all the way to Bustoke on one of Sera's divinations only to be ambushed, the incidental insider job on Ken's forces, and now this. Ivellas was convinced, now, that even though it was hard to tell who was lying, it had to be Sera. Readying his lance and shaking his head no, Ivellas thrusts toward Sera, but holds back, since he can't bring himself to actually lethally injure her.*
: "It's for your own good... m'lady."
((1d20+14-4 = 26.
1d8+9 = 16 subdual))
*Sera yelps in pain as the blow from the lance connects solidly against her, clobbering her a bit.
Kyuu, also wishing to merely incapacitate Sera, be it for her own good or to keep her away from whatever evil is inside - if it can get the queen, then it's better to lose one than two - prepares a ray of enfeeblement spell and throws it toward Sera. However, the spell is absorbed harmlessly by some floating disc of force. Kyuu curses under his breath at his misfortune*
((1d20+5 ranged touch = 20))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Nov 22, 2004 5:36 am
: "And this is all for yours, I assure you..." Sera whispers before turning to Prestle and begining to speak hurriedly and desperately after mouthing some odd words. "Prestle, thank the Light you're here! They've all gone mad! They're under some sort of mind control that I can't break! They're trying to kill me to get to the Queen! You've got to help!!!"
After that, Sera turns back to Ivellas.
: "See how I help you still? I do my best to bring you all to the true path... You cannot pass until you see it..."
Music: http://perso.club-internet.fr/beaugran/cd/sf1_ost/25%20-%20Darksol%20Battle.mp3

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Nov 22, 2004 5:51 am
((all out defense)) : See what? This "true path" you mention? What, exactly, is this path you wish to show us? *Ivellas truely believes that Sera has gone mad*

Posted by: Rusty Mon Nov 22, 2004 6:04 am
((I hate you, Marine.)) *Prestle's eyes daze very briefly before he turns his attention to Ivellas.* : You're right, Sera...They've gone mad. Don't worry, I'll help you! *Prestle attempts to strike Ivellas, but misses as Ivellas dodges with lightning quick reflexes.*
: Why are you doing this?

Posted by: Lord Zendor Mon Nov 22, 2004 11:37 am
Sera's cry for help only serves to further infuriate him. She was clever, even to the end. ((she's already dead in his eyes)) Nice try! Lie as you must... it won't save you! ((Power Attack 3: Attack 1: 18 + 13 - 3 = 28
Damage: 4 + 8 + 3 = 15
Attack 2: 18 + 8 - 3 = 23
Damage: 3 + 8 + 3 = 14))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Mon Nov 22, 2004 5:21 pm
Solomon rises up from the ground where he had been knocked, and leaps at Sera, trying to grapple her. (Marine, if you would be so kind as to roll? Should distract her from casting spells, at the least.)

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Nov 22, 2004 8:32 pm
Myala is obviously infuriated that her spell has no effect, but doesn't move to attack Sera outright. She turns her gaze to Prestle and attempts to plead with him. "Prestle, why are you attacking Ivellas? Look, I don't want to believe it either, but Sera is a traitor. I know Thaske isn't lying about this, I could sense it. I can also sense evil in the next room, and itâ€™s strong! It stunned me for goodness sake! I've no desire to hurt Sera, even if she is the one behind this. We should at least subdue her and root out the evil I'm sensing!"
((Diplomacy Check: 17 + 2 = 19
Not sure if that'll work, but it's worth a shot))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Nov 23, 2004 12:23 am
There was no doubt in Garudaos' mind as to who the enemy was, and what he had to do. The Queen's advisor was corrupt, her alliegances somewhere else; while she may have been Anri's staunchest supporter at one time, now some dark influence controlled her actions.
I... I must stop her, he thought, a pang of sadness loosening his grip on the greatsword for a moment. But he quickly strengthened his hold on it again. No... I must stop her. No matter how much it pains me to do so, I cannot allow Lady Sera to proceed further. Though it may cost me all, I will subdue her.
"I now see what you meant, Hanzou," the dragonman muttered, moving towards the advisor. And so, with grim thoughts and a heavy swing, Garudaos began the battle against Sera Moonflow.
((Attack: 1d20 + 12 - 4(Power Attack) = 28 - 4(Power Attack) = 24
Damage: 2d6 + 1d8 + 8 + 4(Power Attack)= 23 + 4(Power Attack) = 27))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:15 am
: "The path of true freedom! Look at me! I've never been so happy as I am now... I'm free, free at last! Free of any petty delusions of morality or ethics, free of codes and laws, I can anything! Anything at all! And I'll bring everyone else into the same joy..." Sera says with a gleam in her eyes as Garoudao's attack clangs ineffectually against an invisible barrier. Nortlin's first attack hits, drawing blood, but the second is deflected by a barrier just before it strikes flesh. Sera draws her staff with a swift and graceful motion, which morphs in front of your eyes from a simple wooden quarterstaff to a black, twisted cudgel with red runes carved into it at several points. As Solomon leaps at her, she simply swipes him away with her staff, black energy crackling in Solomon's circuits as the magical weapon lands.
((AoO: hit. Failed to grapple. 11 damage to Solomon.))
Sera chants some magical words, then points at the group. Roaring sheets of flame erupt from the ground to envelop the whole group save for Sera and Prestle.
((50 points of fire damage to the group, Reflex save DC 22 for half.))
: "YAAAAAA!!! HOT HOT HOT!!!" Daran yells as in an amazing display of agility, he miraculously evades each of the pillars of flame that come his way.
((Evasion is such a nice thing to have.))
Rue, on the other hand, is not so lucky, being struck several times and only standing through sheer force of will before healing himself of most of the damage.
((Rue cast Cure Critical Wounds on himself. Rue healed 36 points of damage!))
Daran looks grimly at the situation before nodding to himself, unslinging his rifle and taking careful aim at Sera.
((Ability use: Snipe. Automatic Critical Threat. 2+5+4= 11. Failed to confirm. 10+5+4=19. Failed to hit.))
Much to his bafflement, Daran's carefully aimed shot splatters off the shield of force as it moves to intercept his bullet.
: "Poor little children... Playing can be so much fun, but when you play with adults, don't expect to win..."
Next round!

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Nov 23, 2004 1:30 am
Garudaos, unlike Daran, took each and every one of the pillars straight. But when the conflagration had passed him he remained standing, unscathed and unfazed by the blistering magical assault. Glaring. the dragonman shook his head and again gripped his blade tightly.
"This pains me, Lady Sera," the dragonman said. "I once regarded you as the purest of the Queen's supporters, a woman above the accusations posed by Kelmass. But it seems that we have indeed found the traitor, and it was not Hanzou after all. I can only hope that your soul will find rest."
And then, letting his actions speak for him, Garudaos launched another attack upon the advisor, this one driven by the fury of anger and betrayal.
((Attack: 1d20 + 12 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 1d8 + 8 = 21))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Tue Nov 23, 2004 5:36 am
((How'd she get an attack of opportunity? I've got reach, and the equivalent of unarmed strike. Also, is the staff necromantic? If so, let me know. Solomon will have a chance to survive, then.)) The blast proves too much for the android, severing components exposed by his earlier tinkering, and fusing other ones together outright. The light dies in Solomon's eyes, as the android is once again sent into the deep sleep of death.

Posted by: Lord Zendor Tue Nov 23, 2004 9:46 am
"ARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!" The blasts rip through Nortiln, singing feathers and armor alike. Nortiln tries to focus himself back to his opponent. (I must stop her from doing that again... I don't believe I could survive another one of those.) ((Delay my attack untill Sera attempts to cast a spell or move out of threatened range. Hopefully I can force a good Concentration check on her.
Attack 1: 13 + 13 = 26
Damage 1: 1 + 8 = 9
Attack 2: 6 + 8 = 14 MISS))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:32 pm
((You stated that you attacked by leaping at her, not by using your reach-grapple arm. If that's what you meant to do, then she not gain the attack and you can ignore the damage. However, when I rolled to hit, you still failed to strike her to start the grapple. What does the staff have to do with the spell? Are you sure that whomped you? Everyone DID remember to level up to 7, right? *Checks archives* And no, only a few did. Right, you'll have to send me the complete level up later, WD, but for now, I'm going to roll your HP. I rolled a 5, so your total should be 48. You're at -2... I can't find the link to the d20 site we were using, so if someone could send me it, that would be excellent. Anyway, Solomon is down but not out. Lucky for you, Daran has a class ability that lets him make temporary emergency repairs... if I roll well enough...))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:34 pm
((Reflex Save: 8 + 6 = 14, failure)) Myala is caught utterly by surprise and the flames lick at her body, brutally burning her and causing her to scream in pain. After the assault is over, the young elf sinks down to one knee. Knowing she cannot take such another attack, she lays her hands upon herself and chants, a white glow spreading over her body. The burned skin begins to heal and turn back to its normal color.
Myala abandons Divine Power to cast Cure Critical Wounds and regains 39 hit points.
After healing herself she rises to her feet again and looks towards Sera, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Sera...how could you? How could you do this? We trusted you...I trusted you!"

Posted by: Lord Zendor Tue Nov 23, 2004 9:57 pm
((http://www.geocities.com/big_carl_myradon/SF_world/Index.htm))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Nov 23, 2004 10:40 pm
((Reflex saves: 16+8 = 24 17+5 = 22 25 for both Ivellas and Kyuu)) : GAAAH! RUN AWAY! RUN A-WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!
*Kyuu bolts through the lines to get as far away from Sera as he can. When he feels he's moved sufficiently, he turns back toward her and does a quick analysis of the situation. Garudaos seemed to have shrugged off the fire damage before... a good thing, too, since it gave him an opportunity to do some quick calculations. The room seemed to be just high enough that if he cast a fireball at the ceiling it would come down on top of her and hit maybe one other person... unfortunately it had to be Garudaos, but he wouldn't feel it anyway. Waving his hands and creating the bead of fire, he launched it outward and upward, where it impacted the ceiling and blossomed into a large ball of fire*
((Fireball: 7d6 damage = 28))
*Ivellas, reeling considerably after that amazing display of magic, knew this needed to end quickly. With an amazing thrust of his lance, Ivellas tears through her magical defenses and leaves a grievous wound in her side. With his increased speed, he attempts to make another thrust at her, but Ivellas' second lance blow is deflected off of the invisible shield of force surrounding her*
: I refuse to allow you to tear this kingdom apart, you traitor! Your actions will not be tolerated. Sera Moonflow, prepare to meet your end by the kingdom of Guardiana!
((1d20+14 = 20+14 = 34 THREAT
1d20+14 = 17+14 = 31 CRIT
(1d8+9)*3 = 15*3 = 45 damage
1d20+14 = 12+14 = 26 MISS))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Wed Nov 24, 2004 12:16 am
((I assumed it was a weapon and not a spell that dealt out the AoO. Yes, whenever I attack someone I use reach to my advantage, as there are no advantages to not using it. And according to the website, I'm toast if I drop below 0. So... Eh, such is life.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Nov 24, 2004 2:09 am
((I wont feel it anyway? Just watch where you're dropping that ceiling, mister. I may be fire-proof, but I'm not invincible. Yet... ))

Posted by: Rusty Wed Nov 24, 2004 5:00 am
((I still hate Marine. Diplomacy won't be working here...:\ Oh, and as for reasoning for attacking Myala, she was the first one to attack Sera, according to what Prestle saw.)) *Prestle ignores Myala, taking her words as threats instead of listening to the logic behind them. Thinking she may be under some sort of spell, Prestle attempts to stop her from harming Sera by taking the offense.*
((Trip attempt: base 18...Yeah, that's a successful hit. Strength check: 14 + 6 + 4 = 24...Sorry, Myala. :\))
*Prestle aims low, slamming his lance into Myala's shins, sending her down to the ground. He then turns his head to face Ivellas and the others.*
: Stop this! She's done nothing wrong!
*Prestle says boldly, firmly believing in Sera.*
((Editing to fix format to be more uh...tripping-like.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Nov 24, 2004 6:07 am

QUOTE (Arcdragnbreth @ Tue Nov 23, 2004 9:09 pm)
((I wont feel it anyway? Just watch where you're dropping that ceiling, mister. I may be fire-proof, but I'm not invincible. Yet... ))

((Kyuu's got a funny train of thought, doesn't he? ))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Nov 24, 2004 6:32 am
: "Can't you see... Can't you see how happy you'll all be when they make you like me??? What use is a soul? What good does it do you?? When do you ever need one? Never! It just gets in the way, an impediment to a life free of care or worry! It's a curse from uncaring and distant gods!" Sera yells as she murmurs the words to a spell. Her wounds flare red before mending themselves, restoring her to her whole state.
((Combat Casting check: Made. No AoOs. Cast: Heal.))
Daran rushes over to Solomon's side and drops his tool kit next to him, picking out tools and working frantically.
((Daran: Using Scavenge and Coolness Under Fire to effect emergency repairs to Solomon.))
Rue casts Cure Serious Wounds!
Nortlin heals 21 HP!
Next round!

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Nov 24, 2004 6:44 am
*Kyuu sighs, feeling his efforts goes to waste. He was going to have to apologize to Garudaos when this was all said in done, though. Preparing another fireball, he sends it to the same place and hopes that this time she wouldn't recover so quickly*
((Fireball
7d6 = 35 damage))
: How can you give up your very soul!? You would forsake your very life force along with all order!? You have gone mad! Society cannot exist without order, and to give up your soul and morality is to deny an even deeper order which allows life itself to exist! I shudder at the thought of what you would dare think on the subject of undeath! You are beyond hope...
*Ivellas feels an inner sense of remorse for Sera. She had been so faithful, and now where was she? An empty shell of a person. He could not save her, though he wanted to. She was a being of destruction, and she had literally sold her soul to evil. It is a horrible thing, and the only thing to do now is to finish what she started - If she would relinquish her soul to evil powers, then so, too, had she forfeited her body. Lashing out with his improved quickness, Ivellas scores 2 solid blows*
((1d20+14 = 27
1d20+14 = 30
2d8+18 = 29))

Posted by: Lord Zendor Wed Nov 24, 2004 2:10 pm
*With Rue's healing magic running through his veins, Nortiln feels more stable. He focuses his attack and attempts to disrupt Sera's spell again* ((Ready action as before: Attack 1: 16 + 13 = 29 Damage 1: 8 + 8 = 16 Attack 2: 17 + 8 = 25
Damage 2: 3 + 8 = 11
Total: 27))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Nov 24, 2004 4:26 pm
Felix blinks as voices raise inside the room, then sighs and continues staring out into the distance trying to figure things out. It is not until sounds of open combat sound in the room that he starts and turns towards the door, peeking through to see a wave of flame shoot across the floor burning his allies. His eyes narrow and he draws his blade, speaking quietly "I knew something was wrong but this?"
Darting across the room between and around allies, he thrusts his blade at Sera's now corrupted staff in an attempt to disarm her.
((Dex Check
16 + 5 = 21
First Attempt
17 + 15 = 32
Second Attempt
17 + 10 = 27))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Nov 24, 2004 10:15 pm
((I think we all don't like Marine very much right now ^_^;; Nothing personal, you understand)) Myala drops to the ground from the shin blow and while it causes her no physical harm, it still does hurt a little. She takes a few moments to rise to her feet and looks right back at Prestle, her eyes narrowed.
"Now was there really any need for that? I never wanted to hurt Sera, but it appears we don't have much choice if we want to live..."
With sadness in her eyes, the young elf begins to recite the incantation of one of her spells.
"Gods, forgive me for this. Searing Light!"
A small light glows from within her closed palm and as she extends her arm towards Sera, her palm opens and a beam of holy fire shoots forth towards her.
((Ranged Touch Attack: 20 + 9 = 29, threat
Confirm Critical: 3 + 9 = 12, normal hit
Damage: 5d6> 5 * 5 = 25 damage))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Nov 25, 2004 1:06 am
((I'm fairly indifferent to this turn of events and actually I'm more disturbed that you just used a beam attack while several of us are in melee range.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 25, 2004 5:23 am
((You're assuming she's undead? Searing Light deals only 1d8/2 caster levels to non undead. You'd get 3d8 damage to roll. Since you're not on, and I have to move this... 11 damage. You also take an attack of opportunity since you are in melee range. (That touch spell you tried to cast.)
Attack of Opportunity: Natural 1.
Confirm Critical Failure: 1.
Confirm Catastrophic Failure: 29, hit. Critical Failure. Grrrrr....))
As the attacks slam into her, Sera coughs up a small amount of blood before trying to swat Myala with her staff. However, the elven priestess has the luck of the gods as a swift deflection with her shield not only halts the attack, but has the unintended effect of batting the magical staff away from Sera's grasp, clattering to the floor.
: "I no longer fear, I no longer feel sorrow, I no longer worry... All because of my lords... Soon everyone in Rune will be like me... And it will be a Golden Age..."
Rue heals Felix with a spell (20 points of damage) while Daran continues to effect repairs to Solomon.
Sera then raises her eyes to the heavens and utters a word that seems to sear your skull and slice your ears.
Sera casts Blasphemy!
Ivellas is paralyzed for 1 round! Dazed for one additional round! Loses 7 points of Strength for 4 rounds after becoming active!
Kyuu is paralyzed for 3 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Rue is paralyzed for 8 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Myala is paralyzed for 9 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Nortlin is paralyzed for 3 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Daran is paralyzed for 2 rounds! Dazed for one additional round! Loses 10 points of Strength for 4 rounds after becoming active!
Garoudaos is paralyzed for 2 rounds! Dazed for one additional round! Loses 3 points of Strength for 5 rounds after becoming active!
Felix is paralyzed for 4 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Thaske is paralyzed for 6 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Jath is paralyzed for 8 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Prestle is paralyzed for 10 rounds! Dazed for one additional round!
Daran drops to the ground, his breathing growing labored and tools slipping from his grasp as the blasphemy steals his energy. Rue stands shock still, unable to move as his mind struggles to recover from the awful word.
: "See? People always underestimate the power of words when compared to the power of a wand or sword... But every good tactician knows that it's words that win wars..."
Next round!
Sera casts Heal on herself, repairing her body once more while the party stands there helpless.
Next round!
Sera casually walks over and retrieves her staff before returning to her "post" in front of the door. Ivellas can now act, being no longer dazed or paralyzed.
: "Quite the hasty recovery... I'm impressed. Are you certain you're unwilling to consider your options? A lance arm such as yours goes to waste when guided by such childish idealism..."

Posted by: Lord Zendor Thu Nov 25, 2004 11:06 am
*Nortiln sees Sera's staff get knocked away from her* Way to go Myala! We've got her now! *Nortiln brings up his blade in what he believes to be a finishing blow when Sera begins to speak* (What, is she going to preach us to death?) *Suddenly, one of the words she says rips into him. He attempts to bring down his sword to silence her, but it fails to budge. He then notices that he can't move at all. The only thing he feels is the echo of the word, repeating and burning itself into his mind. Fear and anger fill him.*
(She will die. I will fight this from my mind, and I will kill her.)
*He watches Sera casually go over and pick up her staff*
(Is she even trying? Maybe whatever took control of her mind also made her too careless. She could have killed me just then. Why not?)
*Sera then begins talking to Ivellas, who is now able to move*
(Kill him! Why are you just talking? If he broke free, then the rest of us will soon. It's not as though you are going to somehow convert him. He's too pure to turn against his allies and his beliefs. He will only answer with his lance!)

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Nov 25, 2004 6:47 pm
((Concentration Check: 1d20+6 = 21 This was made entirely for roleplaying purposes. I'd also like to mention I hate spells without saving throws Sidenote: Ivellas being hasted allows the effect to be shrugged off sooner... stupid 2d4=6)) ((Try number 2))
*Even as his head was spinning, Ivellas was able to focus his thoughts on the one thing in this room that greatly angered him and greatly saddened him simultaneously. Sera Moonflow, a priestess and advisor to the queen, now a servant of evil. How could she have turned away from her queen and her kingdom? How could she turn away from her faith!? It was unthinkable! He was angry that she had done all this, but he couldn't get over the fact that it had happened so suddenly. Ivellas wanted to smite this evil with all the power of the kingdom of Guardiana. Be the evil Sera herself, or be it some evil controlling her mind. Could it still be mind control now? She spoke with far too much conviction and is far too strong of mind to be controlled in such a fashion. No, she was the evil one. She had forsaken everything, and now she would pay. Ivellas, with no other course of action, turned to the one power that could help them overcome her. He began to pray to the gods for their help before lashing out against her verbally. He asked for divine intervention to stop her from destroying the kingdom through such foul ways. He asked that her evil divine channelling of power be cut off or interfered with. He asked for the gods to grant him the strength to smite this foul evil before all humanity was endangered. Most of all, he asked that they be guided through this battle for the cause of hope and good to save this kingdom against such evil. With all the ringing of a thousand bells in his head, and yet all the clarity in the world in his voice, Ivellas addressed Sera. He wished he could muster up the power to spit at her and her foul musings.*
: ~Thundering~ Would you have told your queen her magic would have been for naught against the forces of Darksol and the Dark Dragon!? Would you have told Max his swordarm would be wasted upon the notion of the Chaos Breaker!? Your words are filled with trickery and deceit! If I could, I would move mountains and pluck on the very heartstrings of the world as to rise up against the evil and destruction you and your strife lords would cause. What salvation do you bring!? Death? Are the undead we've seen wandering about the end result of your supposed salvation? Never would I wish to carry on in such a way as mindless servitude. But of course, I'm blindly following the cause of good, aren't I? At least I have a choice! I choose to embetter this world, and if it means removing you from it, so be it!

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Nov 25, 2004 7:02 pm
: "Embetter?" Sera asks, lightly, before chuckling. "You had quite a nice speech going there, until you used a word that doesn't exist. Ah well. Such it is..." As Garoudaos begins to stir, Sera glances over and grins, slightly. : "It seems your friends will be joining us soon, but all these versus one is hardly fair, no? I believe I will invite a few of my friends to join us..."
With that, Sera begins casting another spell.
((Combat casting check made, no AoOs.))
Next round. Garoudaos may now act.
((What was your action, Knight? All you had was dialogue.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Nov 25, 2004 8:16 pm
((Cleared up some confusion... though I was dazed still, but I wasn't)) : For someone as learned as yourself I'd have thought that you would have known "embettered" is a word that means "to make better." Even the village idiot knows that. Now, you shall fall!
*Ivellas thrusts out with his lance, but instead of going for her main section, he feints and goes for her legs*
((1d20+10 = 26, touch
1d20+7 = 23, Strength. Make an opposed Strength or Dex check or be tripped
Edit: To avoid confusion, Ivellas' strength score is 17, so the mod is +3. There's another +4 for being large, making it +7))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 26, 2004 2:40 am
((I made an error. The room should be about 60'x60', equivalent to a "living room" of sorts. Since Kyuu and Thaske were never in melee range, it is possible they were outside of the spell's range (30' radius, which I thought was targetable, but apparently centered on the caster...)
But since I already made the post, I'll tell you what. Instead of later, they can act now. So the grand total of people that can act is now: Ivellas (who has yet to make his current action, assuming the trip attack was his previous action), Garoudaos, Thaske (who still needs to make his saving throw from the Fire Storm), and Kyuu.))

Posted by: Critical Mass Fri Nov 26, 2004 8:00 am
((Gonna have to make this a quick post since I'm actually supposed to be doing family stuff right now. WotC's dice roller gave me a 19, but IIRC Wizard 7 has a Ref of +2. Unless I'm mistaken, that puts me at somewhere around -20.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Nov 26, 2004 8:22 am
The paralysis caused by Sera's sccursed speech had worn off, but the dragonman could still feel weakness within his limbs; the acolyte of darkness had sapped some of his strength. But not all of it, he thought, raising the Greatsword once again. It felt heravier, weightier in his grip now, but nonetheless he wielded it as he always had - with conviction and belief in his skills.
"The once mighty Ramladu, though he worked for evil, was turned unto that path unwillingly y the Darksol. But you are not one simply used by the darkness, Sera... you chose willingly to become what you are. And for this, I have no mercy! May you burn in the fiery pit of the damned for all eternity!"
Mustering all the strength he had, the dragonman poured it into the most powerful attack he had - the unforgiving, raging breath of the dragon.
((Dragonbreath: 6d10 = 44))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 26, 2004 8:23 am

QUOTE (Critical Mass @ Fri Nov 26, 2004 8:00 am)
((Gonna have to make this a quick post since I'm actually supposed to be doing family stuff right now.Â WotC's dice roller gave me a 19, but IIRC Wizard 7 has a Ref of +2.Â Unless I'm mistaken, that puts me at somewhere around -20.))

((You have a Dex bonus of +1, remember? 19+1+2=22, just making the save. IF you recall, you also have a ring of evasion, so you take no damage at all. Just a reminder that though I am now posting the results for the current round, Kyuu and Ivellas can still declare actions for the past round, providing they be posted BEFORE the round after this one.))
Sera grits her teeth against the hail of flames, then her spell finally takes effect, a large tear in the air appearing.
: "I will not fail my masters, my saviors!"
A monstrous creature emerges from the tear, vaguely humanoid, covered in scales, with huge bat wings and a snaking prehensile tail.
: "Bind my life force to yours, and anchor you to this plane! Cast off the Seal and wreak havoc on our common enemy! I summon thee, Cornugon!"
The summoned creature howls, terribly as it emerges from the rift, which closes behind it. The closest to the creature, Garoudaos, feels trembles of fear run through him at the terrible sound, but they are unable to sap his resolve. Meanwhile, Sera darts forward, laying a hand on Ivellas. As soon as she touches him, she utters a series of incomprehensible yet chilling words. Ivellas is jolted with horrible pain as pure negative energy is sent coursing through his veins.
((Touch attacK: 17+15= 32. Hit. Sera casts Harm! Ivellas' HP drops to 1.))
Next round! Nortlin may now act, as he is free of the paralysis and no longer dazed.

Posted by: Lord Zendor Fri Nov 26, 2004 10:52 am
*As soon as he's able to move, he does... or at least tries to. The room seems to spin around endlessly. Nortiln finally focusus his mind, then sees Ivellas nearly fall from a touch of Sera's hands. Ignoring the new threat, Nortiln charges straight at Sera, determined*
Ha! Now has come the time to end this! You should have killed me when you had the chance! (This should distract her from Ivellas... heh heh)
((Charge:
Attack: 10 + 13 + 2 = 25
Damage: 8 + 8 = 16))

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Nov 26, 2004 3:57 pm
((You know, I'd like to know if the trip resolves. Anyways, because of haste, the Strength penalty is over this round (6 rounds of decreased Strength / 1.5 = 4 rounds of decreased Strength. Anyways, if she's tripped, I'm attacking her while prone (followup partial from haste I keep forgetting to take)
1d20+14-4+4 = 27, noting that she is denied her DEX bonus to AC while prone
If that hits:
1d8+9-4 = 10 damage))
*Kyuu sees that the magical enhancement on Ivellas is starting to wear off, and recasts haste on him.*
*As Ivellas sees Sera trying to close in on him, he notes the intention in her eyes and that he can feel his strength returning. She was going to try and imbue him with some form of magical attack... why else would she want to get this close to him? Seeing a chance to potentially disrupt her spell, Ivellas tries to take her out as she moves toward him*
((AoO for attempting to move out of a threatened square.
Trip attack: 1d20+14 = 30, touch
1d20+11 = 29, Strength. Make an opposed Strength or Dex check to avoid being tripped.))
*Kyuu sees another opportunity for this battle to be turned in his favor. Garudaos was doing quite a bit of damage to Sera, and Ivellas' power was only aided by the haste spell. Knowing this was the last chance he had to cast a spell of this magnitude, and fireballs just weren't cutting it, Kyuu casts Haste on Garudaos.*
((Reminder on Haste:
You'll be hasted for 7 rounds.
+4 dodge bonus to AC
You can take an extra partial action, which for the most part will probably end up as an extra attack.
Ivellas' action for this round will depend on the resolution of the trip attack))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 26, 2004 6:46 pm
((Yes, you trip her, I thought I posted that. Oh well. Yes, you hit her for 10 HP, then she gets up and casts that spell. BUT, I just noticed something in the PHB. AoOs are nullified when the defender has 1/2 or better cover. The Shield spell provides 3/4 cover. You don't get any attacks of opportunity.))

Posted by: Critical Mass Fri Nov 26, 2004 9:59 pm
((I live! I love you, Marine!)) Thaske backs away as far as he can from Sera, knowing that he just narrowly avoided certain death not once but twice. He gasps as the portal opens and the freakish creature steps out of it, and he turns his attention to the new threat while the others are still concentrating on Sera. With a hurried incantation and a quick flick of the wrist, he attempts to trap the creature within a globe of force and remove it from the combat.
((Ottiluke's Resilient Sphere on Cornugon, Ref DC 18 or be trapped in the sphere for 7 minutes.))
((From the 3e PHB: "Despite this bonus a shield spell does [not] provide actual cover and does not negate attacks of opportunity against you." It's a Sorc/Wiz spell only, also.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Nov 26, 2004 11:45 pm

QUOTE (Critical Mass @ Fri Nov 26, 2004 9:59 pm)
((I live! I love you, Marine!)) Thaske backs away as far as he can from Sera, knowing that he just narrowly avoided certain death not once but twice. He gasps as the portal opens and the freakish creature steps out of it, and he turns his attention to the new threat while the others are still concentrating on Sera. With a hurried incantation and a quick flick of the wrist, he attempts to trap the creature within a globe of force and remove it from the combat.
((Ottiluke's Resilient Sphere on Cornugon, Ref DC 18 or be trapped in the sphere for 7 minutes.))
((From the 3e PHB: "Despite this bonus a shield spell does [not] provide actual cover and does not negate attacks of opportunity against you." It's a Sorc/Wiz spell only, also.))

((I know it's a Wiz spell. Damn, no AoO negation? Ah well. In that case, Sera was tripped before she got to you, Knight. You didn't get harmed, and the spell fizzles. Sera looks PISSED.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Nov 27, 2004 12:09 am
((I'm doing the biggest happy dance in the world right now with the biggest grin on my face... yay!!!)) *Seeing his opportunity to put a major thorn in the foul priestess' side, Ivellas lashes out with two lance blows in hopes of dealing some massive damage so that someone like Garudaos can lay down the finishing blow.*
((1d20+14 = 8+14 = 22
1d20+14 = 12+14 = 26
Should either hit
1d8+9 = 10
1d8+9 = 16))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:25 am
((Somewhere, somehow, something wants us to layeth the smacketh down really, really badly. Note the overkill that would have ensued, had I passed the check below...)) Garudaos twirled his edge rapidly, marveling at his reflexes. Somehting had changed after Kyuu cast the spell, and while he still felt the effects of Sera's unholy word, his newforund speed seemed to make up for it.
Still, this was second to the massive mosntrosity that emerged from the rift the former advisor had opened. It's very presence grated on his confidence, and it's roar reverberated through his heart. However, a glance at Sera, who'd just fallen after Ivellas' trip attack, reminded him that no creature was invincible. Nodding a thanks to Kyuu, he focused on using his skills to end the fight quickly.
The new beast will be a problem, he thought, trying to decide who to attack. But Sera told it to use her as an anchor... perhaps it will be forced back to where it came from if she falls? In any case, her healing skills and formidable magic need to be supressed as quickly as possible.
His target set, the dragonman moveed quickly to where Sera was, noting the centaur rear back for a strike. Hoping to take advantage of her divided attention, he swung not one but twice with the greatsword, electricity sizzling up and down the blade with each strike.
((Attack1: 1d20 + 12 = 32; crit threat
Confirm: 1d20 = 1 [ooh...]; regular attack
Damage: 2d6 + 1d8 + 8 = 21
Attack2: 1d20 + 12 = 25
Damage: 2d6 + 1d8 + 8 = 15))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Nov 27, 2004 7:00 am
((I rolled a fraggin' THREE.)) The summoned monster howls in outrage as Thaske's spell surrounds it with impenetrable force. Uselessly, it slams on the sphere's invisible boundary with terrible rage. Sera screams in pain and outrage as Garoudaos' first attack slam into her while the others rebound off her magical defenses. Hate glowing in her once calming and soothing eyes, she shouts out magical phrases while moving her hands in a mystic manner, but something goes wrong and nothing happens...
((You're all lucky, LUCKY people. I rolled an 8 on the Concentration check, causing Sera to fail casting defensively and lose her Blade Barrier spell.))
Felix may now act.
Next Round!
EDIT! THASKE NEEDS TO MAKE A SPELL RESISTANCE CHECK!
Forgot about that.

Posted by: Critical Mass Sun Nov 28, 2004 12:19 am
((1d20 +8 =15. Whether or not that passes will determine my next action, so...))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Nov 28, 2004 4:26 am
The monster suddenly bursts out, shattering the sphere of force and moving to a point behind Ivellas where he lashes out with a bolt of lightning that catches both Garoudaos and Ivellas in its area. ((Before you say anything, spells can be cast through Prot. from Evil. 34 points of damage on Garoudaos and Ivellas. Reflex save for half.))

Posted by: Lord Zendor Sun Nov 28, 2004 12:31 pm
((Kinda tired... 3rd double shift in a row. Gonna make it quick. Hitting Sera. Attack 1: 9 + 13 = 22 Damage 1: 7 + 8 = 15 Attack 2: 18 + 8 = 26 Damage 2: 1 + 8 = 9))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Nov 28, 2004 4:32 pm
((1d20+8+2 (prot evil gives a +2 bonus for saves made against evil creatures) = 15+10 = 25 I need Thaske's action before I make mine))

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