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Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:15 am
Telanna runs a hand through her hair, sighing. She looks around to see if anyone is hurt. She notices that Sophie isn't around. Frowning, the spring child begins to head down the stairs out of the tower, taking care not to step on or look directly at any of the remains. "Sophie?" she calls when she descends into the bowels of the tower. "Sophie, are you alright?"
The sound of muffled shuffling meets Telanna's sharp ears, then there is a long moment of silence before the voice of Sophie gasps out, "I.I'm fine."
"You don't sound fine," Telanna says concernedly, approaching the source of the strained voice. "Are you hurt?"
Sophie crouched in a corner of the ruins, the floor crumbling away into oblivion before her as she leans against the wall with one hand and stares down into the abyss. "I." The priestess doesn't turn as the feyborn approaches her, tremors running across her as she gulps in deep breaths of air. "I.just need a moment." She tenses and a shudder runs through her.
Telanna looks at Sophie with a pained expression. She glances down at her feet, unsure of what to say. No words come. Telanna kneels beside Sophie, wrapping her arms around her. "It's gonna be alright," she says quietly, though she sounds dubious of her own words.
The priestess pushes the feyborn away with a hand, bending forward and retching out her breakfast into the gap before her. She continues even after there is nothing left for her to vomit, before she collapses to the side, leaning against Telanna and sobbing, ".they.they killed them." She buries her face in her friend's lap, gasping out, ".they were helpless.and they killed them.mocked them."
Telanna is moved to the brink of tears by the sight of Sophia emptying herself into the abyss. She struggles to blink them back, but when the cleric collapses onto her, the wall crumbles. Telanna begins to sob as well, bowing her head and letting her hair fall around her face. "They... they didn't..." she tries to say, but those words fail as well.
"...why...why didn't..." Sophie cries as she shrinks, curling into a ball, "...he stop them...aren't...we the shining force..." She trembles wretchedly, "...isn't...he a hero..."
The tiara Mitula gifted Telanna begins to weigh heavily onto Telanna, pushing words into her head, words that sound like her own but come from another. Maybe this is what it means to be a Shining Force. Instead she grips Sophie more tightly, whispering, "I don't know. I don't know. I don't know."
Sophie opens her mouth to speak only to let out a ragged breath and lean against her friend, quaking. After what seems a long time, she squeezes the feyborn once and pulls away, wiping at the tears in her eyes and sniffling, ".they.they need me.to heal them."
Telanna looks down at Sophie's hands as she pulls away, her own face glistening with tears. "Yeah." She sniffs one final time and pulls herself to her feet, holding a hand out for Sophie.
Sophie takes the offered hand and weakly gets to her feet, pausing for a moment to wipe her eyes with a sleeve. ".thank.thank you." She looks to the druidess; her hair disheveled, eyes bloodshot, and face tearstained, ".I look terrible.don't I?" She smiles weakly, helplessly, at the attempt at normalcy.
Telanna offers Sophie a hoarse laugh. "I guess so. I don't think anyone's gonna notice." She smiles weakly. "You want to run back to the fort and clean up first?"
"I'm tempted..." Sophie smiles at the impossible offer, then she walks back to the ruins, the smile fading away.
Telanna follows. "Me too..."

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:28 am
Sophie heals all of her wounded allies, leaving her drained but them restored to health. [Drains most of her spell slots but this is the last battle today, right?]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Apr 05, 2008 8:02 am
"I noticed you spoke with Sophie," Jim says, approaching Telanna. "What happened?" "What?" Telanna says, looking over at Sophie. "She twisted her ankle going down the stairs, and ended up falling the rest of the way down. She got hurt pretty badly, but she was able to heal herself after I helped her up."
"Guess I shouldn't have pointed Alex in her direction, then," Jim says with a frown. "Ah well, no harm done. How are you holding up? You look a little out of it."
"I'll be fine," Telanna says. "I feel a little out of it, now, but I'm sure I'll be fine."
"All right," Jim says, looking around the battlefield. "From what I hear, you're fairly new to combat, yes?"
"Yeah," Telanna says. "Not really used to it."
"Well, combat wreaks hell with the mental states of its participants, so if you feel out of sorts, I recommend talking to someone. If you've anyone you're close to, they'd be a good candidate," Jim says, taking off his helmet and mask for a moment to wipe the sweat off his face before rebuckling the things back on.
"Yeah, you're probably right," Telanna says. "Thanks."
"Welcome," Jim says, snapping the mask back into place. "Just doing what little I can. Good luck, I've got to see to my own troops now."
"Alright," Telanna says. "Thanks again."

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 05, 2008 9:44 am
"Alex," Jim says, catching the hero by the shoulder as the group advances. "Your healer seems to be a bit distraught, you're her commander. You should see to that." *Frowning, Alex nods.* : "Yes, I'll see her right away. Thanks for letting me know."
Jim nods. "I'm going to check on the others while you talk to her."
: "All right. Thanks again!"
*Alex says before heading over to Sophie.*
---
*Alexander frowns as he approaches Sophie. He stands a few feet away before stopping to speak.*
: "Sophie..."
The priestess looks up from sealing the wounds of Maria, "Yes...Alex?"
"Thanks, good as new." Maria laughs, nodding to the hero before walking off to rejoin her comrades.
*Alex nods to Maria in response before she leaves.*
: "Sophie, are you all right? I heard you were troubled."
"Wh.who." Sophie begins to question, then her voice wavers as her resolve melts in the face of her hero, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, "Oh Alex.those.those archers were elves." She looks up at the hero, "They.weren't fiends.or undead." She breathes, lost and begging for an answer, ".what.what are we becoming.why did we mock their pain.kill them.when they were helpless?"
*Alex frowns, stepping forward to put his hand on Sophie's shoulder.*
: "Sophie...Not all of us think and fight the same. Enrick's been this way ever since I met him - maybe some of the others are picking up the same habits. I don't know why Enrick does it, but I think perhaps it's a way for him to deal with things. War puts a greater struggle on the mind than the body. This could be a way for him to protect himself. If that's the case, it's selfish, but so far it seems quite effective. We shouldn't have killed the enemy when they were helpless - that is exactly what I want to avoid, but people seem to act faster than I can even speak. There will be some losses, but we should try to minimize them when possible - I agree there. Since this has become a problem, I think I'll call a group meeting regarding it."
"Thank you..." Sophie nods quietly, looking down at the ancient stone, "I..." She smiles and looks up, "Thank you, Alex."
*He takes his other hand to Sophie's other shoulder now.*
: "Of course, Sophie. Now, I'll make sure to keep a watchful eye on you in the future to make sure you're okay. I know you're strong, but emotions are powerful, and we can't control them. And, you're right. I hope the others will see that as well."
"I know... I...I've relied on Hal to guide me...for so long..." Sophie admits quietly, "But now, he seems so busy with everyone else...I don't think...he has time for me like he use to..." She glances in the direction of the fruity noble, "Please... I, I understand that Enrich taunts his enemies...almost everybattle...but it's different to mock someone whose...powerless..."
*Alex nods, frowning as he looks into Sophie's eyes.*
: "I know...I'll talk to him. And hey...don't be afraid to approach Hal or me if you need either of us. We will always make time for you."
"I know..." Sophie looks up at the hero, "I just wish I could do more to help you."
: "You've done more than enough, Sophie, and I'm very thankful you continue to stay and fight with us. I wanted you to come here because I wanted to give Hal a break, and now I see I made a good choice - not because it hurt you, but because you're helping to remind me of what's most important here. You help to keep things in focus, which is very important, so I hope you never feel unappreciated or unimportant. I'm sorry that things happened the way they did here, but hopefully the meeting will prevent another event like this. If not, I'll have to be more selective of whom I bring, or I may even have to let some people go. Morality comes before victory. Thank you for reassuring me of that."
"Alex..." Sophie says quietly, "Your...your family would be proud of you..." She pauses uneasily, then turns away, her words bumbling off her tongue in embarrassment, "I...I should get back to healing..."
*Alex smiles and takes his hands off of her shoulders.*
: "Sophie...?"
"...ah...yes?" Sophie says uneasily at having talked out of place, glancing back at the hero.
*Alex pulls at his cape, offering a large portion to her. He smiles as he laughs lightly.*
: "You might want to dry your eyes off first. Also...thanks."
Sophie smiles foolishly and wipes the corner of her eyes, "Thank you."
*The hero simply nods. When Sophie finishes wiping her eyes off with the cape, Alex wraps his arms around her for a hug, rubbing her back softly.*
: "Never forget, I'll always make time for you if you need me. Okay?"
Sophie trembles as the hero hugs her, looking down with a fierce blush and folding her hands together. As he releases her, the priestess stammers, "Ah.um.I.I'll.Alex." Then she turns and walks away, swiftly, saying simply, "Thank you."
*Alex smiles, holding back a light laugh. Before she gets too far, he calls out to her again.*
: "Oh, you might want to see to Talacre next. He looked pretty roughed up."
*He then waves to her, knowing she won't really see the wave, but he assumes she would know he's doing it anyway.*
Sophie stumbles as she changes directly, calling back in a shaken voice, "Right, thank you!"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Apr 05, 2008 1:26 pm
In the midst of preparing to use a healing technique on her allies, Jessica suddenly stops. Her eyes go wide as her allies, seemingly having no regard for the lives of the helpless archers, mercilessly slaughter them. Jessica stands there like a statue for a few minutes, even after the last enemy falls. Then the medic begins to come back to her senses. She starts healing her allies, trying not to step on or look at any of the bodies.
((You can assume that Jessica helps Sophie with the healing.))
Even after the archer falls, Merla stands almost completely still, her arm still outstretched. Then as the last enemy falls, she slowly lowers her arm back to her side and the barrier around her fades away. The wizardess stares forward blankly as if dazed for a few minutes. The normally calm expression on her face then fades and is replaced by dull horror. Merla holds a small and delicate hand over her mouth, and then turns away. Her legs start to shake before they completely give out on her. She had just killed a person in cold blood, and the thought of it is enough to make her sick. Once she has completely emptied her stomach, Merla doubles over. She wraps her arms around herself and tears flow freely down her face.
{In Halfling} "W-What have I," she chokes out. "Oh God... What have I done?"
((I don't mean to seem like I'm copying anyone. I just figured that if anyone would regret it, Merla would. ))

Posted by: Alpha Sat Apr 05, 2008 3:11 pm

QUOTE (Rustificus)
((Alex swipes the Pepper. Sorry, Talacre.))

((Aww man. 115' unbuffed movement isn't enough!
Talacre gained a level in Dervish!
Talacre is now level 17
HP increased by 14
BAB increased by 1!
Gained the class ability Elaborate Parry [+4 AC when fighting defensively], Dervish Dance 4/day
Gained 1 skill point in Perform [Dance], Jump, Tumble, Listen, 2 in escape artist, 2 in balance))

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:40 pm
((The platinum should be evenly split. 10,000 gold to the Rangers to split amongst themselves. 10,000 gold to be divided as follows for everyone else: Alex gets 900. Everyone else gets 910.
First chance Alex gets, he sells his Lesser Iron Ward Diamond and buys a Greater Iron Ward Diamond.
I may edit this for an RP later.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Apr 05, 2008 10:27 pm
After she has finished helping Sophia heal the wounded, Jessica seeks out Alexander. "Excuse me." *Alex looks over at Jessica.* : "Yes?" "I do hope you'll forgive me for bothering you. I know it has been quite a day for all of us, but there is something that I thought I should tell you."
Jessica pauses to take in a breath before she continues.
"I am worried about that wizardess Merla. When I went over to heal her, she was doubled over near the edge of the tower, like she was wounded. Even after I used my power on her, she didn't move. I tried to get her to talk to me but that didn't work either. Since you're her leader, maybe she'll talk to you."
: "Yes, actually I was going to see her, and everyone else I know that has been especially quiet. Today's battles have shown me and a few others a very ugly side of the war that we haven't experienced much before. Thanks for letting me know, though."
"You're welcome. I think I'll go now and let you talk to her."
*Alex nods to Jessica before heading over to Merla.*
: "Merla?"
Unlike when Jessica spoke to her, Merla responds to the sound of Alexander's voice. The wizardess lifts her head and says,
"A-Alex...?"
*Alex kneels down with one leg to get to eye-level with Merla. He puts his hands on her arms. Assuming she's bothered by the same thing Sophie is, he skips right to the point.*
: "Don't worry about what happened here, Merla. If I can help it, it will be the last time. What's done is done, and unless we move forward, we will only hurt ourselves more."
"It's...not that. I... I killed one of those elves with my magic."
Tears come to Merla's eyes again as she goes on.
"That man was helpless, and I killed him. I acted before I even had the chance to think about what I was doing. But...that doesn't excuse what I did!"
The halfling sobs until she cannot cry anymore. Then she speaks in a whisper, her voice hoarse from crying.
"This war...is turning me into someone that I don't recognize... How can such a sin ever be forgiven? How can I ever forgive myself?"
*Alexander exhales deeply.*
: "Merla...This is exactly why I'm going to call a meeting. The important thing is that you have a soul and that you know what too far is. I'm sure the gods will forgive you for that, but while you shouldn't forget what you did, you should not let the thought linger longer than it needs to. None of us are perfect, and we're likely to make mistakes along the way - some small, some big. I'm sure, to some degree, the archer knew the risks of siding with the Cult. However, in the future, we'll do everything we can to make sure that our foes get a second chance to redeem themselves. Please, try not to keep yourself down over this. It will be okay if we keep moving forward and prevent things like this from happening again."
Merla sniffles and wipes the tears from her eyes with the sleeve of her robe.
"Y-you're right Alex... Thank you..."
The wizardess tries to stand up but she finds it to be difficult.
"I guess I've been sitting here for too long..."
*Alex smiles.*
: "Rest a little while longer. We're not really in a hurry. Just try to focus on feeling better. I'm sure when we return to headquarters you'll feel at least a little better. For now, close your eyes and try not to breathe with your nose."
"I'll try."
*Patting her arms, Alex nods to Merla.*
: "Good. If you need me again, let me know. I'm always here to help."
Merla nods her head and manages a faint smile, but she does not say anything.

Posted by: Aldur Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:41 pm
Michael falls to his knees screaming. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Because regret is in this season.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Apr 06, 2008 5:13 pm
*Dagron flies up to the top of the tower, sinking his talons onto the highest perch. From there, he surveys the site of their victory. Evil had been vanquished this day! A great evil pervading the ancient tower, and for that they should be glad. The tower is now safe and secured. Dagron bellows out a mighty roar, lasting seconds, and splays out his wings in triumph.
Finished proclaiming this day's many victories over the Strife Lords and their agents, Dagron leaps from the tower and dives down toward Alex. The young dragon lands heavily, scraping his talons along the stone floor. He looks to his leader with a question in his eyes.*
: Our enemies are vanquished, Alex! What is our next destination?
*Mahler plods as quickly up the tower as his heavy body will carry him. The magical speed hastens his ascent, but he comes to the sight of a very ill Gnome. Unsure as to what the problem is, he decides to ask.*
: You have a very great flying machine. Does flying make you ill?

Posted by: Rusty Sun Apr 06, 2008 5:33 pm
: "Jim and I will return to Prompt to give King Kusuko word of our success. After that, we'll be heading back to headquarters. I want to call a meeting regarding the events that happened today. I think that should wait for tomorrow, though. That way, those that have issues they want addressed can prepare for having their opinions voiced tomorrow. Some people are shaken up over a few things that happened in battle, in case you didn't notice."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Apr 06, 2008 5:36 pm

QUOTE (Knight_019 @ Sun Apr 06, 2008 12:13 pm)
*Mahler plods as quickly up the tower as his heavy body will carry him. The magical speed hastens his ascent, but he comes to the sight of a very ill Gnome. Unsure as to what the problem is, he decides to ask.* : You have a very great flying machine. Does flying make you ill?

Zook wipes his mouth, looking up at the golem. "No, no it's just-- I'm fine. Thanks for asking though." He reaches into ADAM's cargo box for his tools and begins to climb towards the tower top and the machines there.
That'd be a pretty cruel joke, though, wouldn't it? Guy dreams of flying his whole life, finally gets in the sky and it turns out he's prone to airsickness.

Posted by: Alpha Sun Apr 06, 2008 8:55 pm
Talacre moves up to join the gnome and golem, still hovering about a foot off the ground. : "Interesting way of flying," he comments to Zook. "I prefer mine, but still. How long did it take you to construct?" he asks.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Apr 06, 2008 9:08 pm
Zook glances sidelong at the flying elf, speaking in short bursts to save breath while he climbed. "Sort of a work in progress. Took a month from first plans to construction, then it was destroyed and took a month to rebuild. Another month and some outside consultation to get it in the air. Then over the last month I've rebuilt the chassis to be lighter and less noisy in the air. So, four months, so far. But I'm not done yet."

Posted by: Alpha Sun Apr 06, 2008 9:18 pm
: "Wow, that's really impressive," the elf says. "I didn't know such a thing was possible. Of course, I've seen the steam train and Saraband, but not a flying machine before," he goes on, musing somewhat. Then, finally noticing the effort the gnome is exerting, he extends an arm. "Want me to take you up?" he offers. "I'd easily be able to carry you."

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sun Apr 06, 2008 10:24 pm
With a heft of her wings, Eve took to the skies after an inventory of her companions left her satisfied. Beyond the usual banter were tears she was not accustomed to bearing witness to, and the Pegasus struggled with an inborn urge to coddle them. Besides, Eve reminded herself, Alex handled that sort of thing much better than she ever could. Best to leave it to the wordsmiths, she always told herself, chuckling quietly at the conversations her mother had often had with her that caused Eve to create the phrase in the first place.
The same mother had instilled a sense of vigilance in her though, and that was the very reason she took to the skies in a circular patrol, landing at various points to investigate any possible openings. She recalled a story of her mother, some sort of fairy, and an evil being at a dock at one point and how casual patrolling had placed her in the right place at the right time. The details were hazy of course, memories of a story told when Eve was but a young girl, but the lesson remained clear enough.

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sun Apr 06, 2008 10:26 pm
With a heft of her wings, Eve took to the skies after an inventory of her companions left her satisfied. Beyond the usual banter were tears she was not accustomed to bearing witness to, and the Pegasus struggled with an inborn urge to coddle them. Besides, Eve reminded herself, Alex handled that sort of thing much better than she ever could. Best to leave it to the wordsmiths, she always told herself, chuckling quietly at the conversations her mother had often had with her that caused Eve to create the phrase in the first place.
The same mother had instilled a sense of vigilance in her though, and that was the very reason she took to the skies in a circular patrol, landing at various points to investigate any possible openings. She recalled a story of her mother, some sort of fairy, and an evil being at a dock at one point and how casual patrolling had placed her in the right place at the right time. The details were hazy of course, memories of a story told when Eve was but a young girl, but the lesson remained clear enough.
((In celebration of my double post, Eve gains a level. Also because of XP.
Only important thing to note: bonus feat is Spirited Charge Level feat is Greater Powerful Charge. Everything else is the usual number stuff.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 06, 2008 11:53 pm
There is not much to note about the ancient tower. There are many chambers, but they are all empty, save for the storeroom in which the group found the loot. There are also provisions for a prolonged stay here from the cultists, food, medicines, and the like. However, at the very top of the tower are a number of strange machines, all dormant. Great cylinders protrude from the top of the tower, set into a number of metal boxes inscribed with ancient letters and runes.
----------
Kyoji takes two days to scout, searching for a source of treasure to fuel the war against the Strife Lords. He reports back on the third day with excellent news.
Far south of the Fairy Village is a hidden Cult fort that acts as a supply depot, though the regular Cult forces in the area were decimated in the siege, this depot is apparently under lockdown, waiting for when the Strife Lords once again send troops to Parmecia, to supply them with magic and arms. In addition, Kyoji checked the Enrich area, which has some fame for treasures within its ruins. Exploration of any of the shrines or the Mansion may provide treasures for the taking, he tells Cedric.

Posted by: Aldur Tue Apr 08, 2008 12:23 am
Viletta grins as she steps forwards, fiddling with and examining the machines, sighing all the while as she hooks up her democomp, shaking her head. "Communications device of some sort. Last message or signal sent 23 years ago to some facility under the sea located between Guardiana and Protectoria. Can't tell much more than that. Orders?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 08, 2008 1:18 am
"Probably the Castle of the Ancients..." Jim says with a frown. "Can you tell which signal was sent back then?" "The first one." Replies Viletta "Can you send that signal?" Jim asks. "I suppose, yes." "All right, please do so," Jim says, tapping his commlink. "Elsa, get me a camera on the spot where the Castle of the Ancients is supposed to be."
"Yes sir," comes the reply from the commlink.
Jim nods to Viletta. "Go ahead."
Viletta complies with Jim's request, sending the signal.
A few minutes go by, then a static-filled signal comes through from the Vagabond.
"Sir, a large fortification of some sort just rose up from the sea!" Elsa says.
Jim nods. "Right. That'd be one way to get the Castle up."
"Shall I try the other?" Asks Viletta
Jim turns to Viletta. "No, leave it up for now. I want to see if they can submerge it again without having the Breaker or someone here. However..." Jim taps his chin. "Viletta, can you modify the console? Make it lock out anyone but us so we don't have to worry about securing this site?"
"Yes. Shall I?"
"Please," Jim nods.
Viletta giggles a little and complies once more, thinking up rather annoying ways to keep someone other than her out.
The system is incredibly complex and foreign, integrated several subsystems for security Viletta may have heard about, but never encountered. It's a fascinating mechanism, but unfortunately Viletta cannot hack into it. However, she understands the system a bit better now, and she hasn't set off anything preventing her from trying again. On her second try, Viletta almost fails again, the system baffling her for a brief moment. Then she gathers all of her mental might and a flash of inspiration hits her. With a few deft keystrokes, she discovers a backdoor in the system, and exploits it ruthlessly, gaining control of it, and making the changes she desired.
"You got it?" Jim asks.
"It's very good. But nothing I can't handle." Viletta replies, giving a thumbs up. "I'm in. It's ours now."
Jim smiles. "Excellent. Good work. OK, can you also set up the system to accept commands from the Vagabond? That way we won't need to come back here to open the way to the Castle when the time comes."
Viletta nods, attempting to do as 'Jolly Jim' asks, applying her considerable knowledge and skill.
With her new familiarity with the system, modifying the communication protocols and moving one of the receiver dishes to link with the ship in orbit is easy.
"It's done?" Jim asks as he sees Viletta's satisfied smile.
"All systems go."
Jim chuckles. "All right, then..."
"Sir, the base in the ocean is submerging again!" Elsa reports over the commlink. Jim shakes his head.
"That's fine. Doesn't matter that they can control it from the inside. With the tower here, we can make it rise whenever we're ready to assault it," Jim smiles. "Now we've got a backup plan in case the Chaos Breaker is lost."
"Well, unless they find a way to jam the signal."
Jim frowns. "That's true. Can you boost the signal to get it more power if they pull something like that?"
Viletta once again masters the machine, setting up the system so that the signal would be amplified.
"Bingo. All done Jimbo!"
"Good work. I think our business here is concluded then," Jim nods to Viletta, before turning to Maria. "Maria, kindly take us back to the city."
Assuming nothing more is to be done...
The assembled Force members arrive in Prompt safe and sound. Jim turns to Alexander.
"Do you want to inform the king of our victory at the tower or shall I?"

Posted by: Rusty Tue Apr 08, 2008 2:02 am
: "I will go. I want to try and speak with Alef and Torasu as well, as I want to tell them about Max. Even if he is not 'ready' to meet them, they deserve to know that he is alive."

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Apr 08, 2008 2:31 am
((Don accomplishes the impossible, once again.)) *claps*

Posted by: Rusty Tue Apr 08, 2008 4:05 am
The guards admit Alexander to the throne room. King Kusuko looks expectantly at the hero. "You have news?" *Alex nods as he bows momentarily.* : "Indeed. I am pleased to say that we won with relative ease. The Tower is no longer in enemy hands."
The king sighs. "Excellent... We can finally go on the offensive. I will have my finest scouts survey the lands to ensure its safety, then I will rally my troops and overrun the Cult in the borderlands before they have a chance to regroup."
*Alexander smiles.*
: "It is good that we're finally able to take back the land. For too long, they have been everywhere. Slowly, but surely, we're all driving them away."
"Agreed," the king nods. "Thank you for your service."
*The hero bows once more.*
: "You're very welcome. Might I request a meeting with Alef and Torasu? It's fine if they cannot speak today, but I would like to speak with them soon if at all possible."
"They are both very busy, but I'll send word to you when they can speak," the king answers with a nod. "If you have news for them, I can send it along."
*Alex frowns.*
: "I'd rather tell them personally...Unless you already told them about Max?"
"I had intended to tell them as soon as they returned from their patrol circuit," the king replies.
*Alex nods.*
: "I suppose it's better they hear from you anyway. Very well, then. Your Majesty, that is all I had to say."
"Then I bid you farewell," the king says with a nod.
*Alex bows once more."
: "Thank you for your time."
*He then turns and leaves."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 08, 2008 4:28 am
Alexander returns from his meeting, and after a little while, everyone is gathered for the return to base. Days pass all too quickly as the Fort shapes itself. During this time, the Rangers are mostly left to their own devices while their commander goes over the information gathered. Jim eventually orders Sgt. Hale to lead his men along with Second Squad to scout a parcel of land to the north of Megiddo, an area across the sea from Grans that holds no significance as far as some can tell. Those from the area know the area as containing a subterranian passage from South into North Parmecia.
As the various warriors of the Force busy themselves with this task or that, Kyoji returns three days after the victories at Prompt with a report of Cult activity south of the Elven Village. Swiftly organizing a raiding force, he outlines his battle plan to them.
The plan:
Raiding in the Darkness:
SFCWII team:
>Aurik
>Kethra
>Sophie
>Isyndel
>Van
>Gabriel
>Maria
>Tanis
>Michael, Aldur's pick.
>Laika
>Ombligo
>Farain
Each has a Medallion equipped.
The following won't have a medallion.
>Kyoji
>Okori
>Sheila
>Hal
>Laeralas
Kyoji requests Maria's assistance, and Jim allows it on the condition that Sheila accompany the psychic in case something doesn't go as planned.
The plan is to use Maria's psionic teleportation to get everyone to the Elven Village first, then a teleport to the edge of friendly land. Kyoji hopes that since it is so rare, the enemy might not detect or guard against a massive psychic teleport, making it less prone to interference. From there on in, it's a march to the fortress. The fortress is a bunker sunken into the plain, and there are no ways to get close without traversing the long areas of open ground. Kyoji would like for mass invisibility to be cast over the raid group once the fort is in sight range. The spell should last long enough for everyone to get to the fortress without being detected. On the move, the spellcasters can cast their beneficial spells.
Moving with silence will not be attempted, as the size of the group makes it unfeasible, spellcasting while invisible will render it impossible, and Kyoji hopes that hearing the enemy but not seeing them will demoralize the troops manning the fortress.
Gabriel, with his immense strength, will begin the attack by attempting to break down the door into the fortress. If that fails, Isyndel will be asking to destroy it with her magic.
After finishing, Kyoji looks over the assembled soldiers. "Questions? Or are we fine to proceed?"
((Telanna isn't coming after all, so we're dropping the auxiliary plan. No point to it if there's only one person in the aux group.))
Edit: I guess Tel MIGHT be coming again, since I've had to push back the raid day to the 5th, and not 4th day.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Apr 09, 2008 5:38 pm
((Please don't give Hal a medallion, give it to someone who might be out of healing range at some point.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 15, 2008 6:17 am
The day of the raid arrives and the soldiers of the Shining Force appear on a grassy plain, green hills and blue sky dominating the landscape as far as the eye can see. Far off in the distance, over a hill that shields the small force from the eyes of lookouts, is a stone bunker covered with naturally growing grasses and earth. The only thing giving away the bunker from the hills around it is a stone door in its side, and the slit-like windows around its top for arrows.
Isyndel casts the spell of invisibility and the group begins its march towards the bunker, the grass being trampled in unison by unseen footfall after footfall.
((If you have any long duration spells to cast, cast them now while in transit. You have more than enough time.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Apr 15, 2008 12:41 pm
Hal is going to cast the following prior to battle Bless: Everyone, +1 morale to hit and saves vs fear Blessed Aim: Everyone, +2 morale to ranged attacks note that this does not stack with Bless Mass Death Ward: Everyone on the force is immune to all death spells, magical death effects, energy drain(negative levels), and any negative energy effects(inflict spells and unholy damage)
Mass Align Weapon: Everyone's weapons are good-aligned if they weren't already
Mass Bear's Endurance: Everyone gets a +4 Enhancement bonus to Constitution (does not stack with CON boosting items)
True Seeing: Kyoji, lets him see through invisibility and ethereality and all sorts of illusions and whatnot (doesn't let him see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch)
Superior Resistance: Van, +6 all saves
the round immediately before battle:
Elation: Everyone, +2 STR/DEX, +5' Move
Telanna is free for the reserves or to tag along I guess, your call TUM

Posted by: Rusty Tue Apr 15, 2008 2:36 pm
((This should probably go in OOC, but meh. Provided all three are present...Ombligo is casting Greater Mighty Whallop on: Telanna's Staff (1d8 I think...becomes 6d6) Kethra's fists (both - 2d10 becomes 12d8) Each gets a size increase in damage by 4.
Also, right before battle, Ombligo is casting Greater Blink on himself.))

Posted by: Alpha Tue Apr 15, 2008 7:10 pm
((Tanis will cast Shield and Shield of Faith on himself, granting him +4 deflection AC and an extra +2 to his shield AC, making his current AC28, without other buffs. Then, right before immediately before battle, he'll cast Mass Fire Shield [Chill] on everyone))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:05 am
Unseen by lookouts or sentries, the force manages to make it all the way to the side of the bunker, Gabriel arriving at the stone door first with an eager grin. Within the fortress, shuffling and confused, hurried talk is heard. The cultists may not know what exactly is going on, but they suspect something is amiss. They just don't know how bad their situation is.
Gabriel fully intends to inform them.
Gabriel bellows a warcry, then charges into the heavy stone door with all his might...
...and bounces off. The invisibility fades just as the group gathers in front of the bunker door. Startled shouts of alarm are heard from behind the arrow slits guarding the doorway, and a meager hail of arrows begins to fall upon the giant, but they merely bounce off his armor. Not to be deterred by failure or fighting, the giant swordsman charges into the door again, managing to push in the thick slab of stone a bit this time. The groan of straining bars and beams is heard behind the stone barrier and Gabriel howls an oath to Volcanon as he gathers all his strength and with a mighty leap, kicks down the stone door. The thick granite slab rips free of its hinges and collapses backward, crushing a cult lookout behind it. As the poor soul dies with a wheezing gasp, shouts of alarm fill the inside halls.
((Rolled a 3, then a 6, then a nat 20 for Str check.))
The Shining Force streams inside the bunker. The interior is an odd mix of stone tiles, wooden framework, and sections of stone wall, with enchanted torches that generate neither heat nor smoke providing most of the light. A cacophony of sound fills the crowded interior as cultists with spears and swords, supported by a group of hellhounds and Babaus form up to bar your path. Kyoji sighs and turns invisible as the enemy force charges forward with a yell, begining the battle in earnest.
The Shining Force presses deeper and deeper into the Chaos Cult stronghold, cutting a bloody path through rank after rank of man, orc, elf, and dwarf, before finally bursting into the very center of the fortress, the main stores. Row upon row of chests, crates, racks of weapons, suits of armor, even a few bookcases fill this cavernous room. Then again, so do enemy troops.
A handful of lumbering demons and burning fire elementals support a larger band of cultists. A pair of fiendish looking basilisks hiss as you enter. A grim looking man, wearing a loose fitting pair of pants and shirt looks at you from behind ranks of soldiers as you enter. Tattoos of intricate runes cover his entire body and pulse with magical energy. Rippling muscles that nearly match Gabriel's for thickness tighten as he tenses himself. He snorts at your approach.
"So you're the ones that have been slaughtering my men..." the man says with disdain. "I congratulate you on tracking me here. Until you massacred them at the Elven Village, and then again at Megiddo, I had the honor of commanding the Cult's armies on Parmecia."
The man glowers at you. "General Norakesh, Master of the Runes! But now I'm reduced to cowering in a hole in the ground with hoarded supplies, waiting for reinforcements from Rune. Well..."
Norakesh smiles. "No matter what happens today I win. If I kill you, I might be able to push out from this base and reclaim some of the land we lost. If you kill me, I won't have to deal with the stench of my failure anymore, or the shame of defeat. So come on then, 'heroes."
Power flares around Norakesh's fists. "Let's see what you've got. This is my last stand."
"They're close together, we can win this if we focus our magic and blast them now..." an old crone in robes hisses to Norakesh.
"Don't be stupid! We'll beat them no matter what!" Norakesh roars, turning to the witch with sudden rage. "So don't be slinging your spells where the supplies are! We need all of this stuff if we're going to retake our foothold in the continent! Hear me?! No blasting the goods!"
"Our mission is to take the treasure here intact..." Kyoji whispers. "We must try to limit our collateral damage in this place."
((All buffs, including the ones you would have cast at the start of battle, have 10 rounds expired on them by the time you reach this chamber.))
Battle Start!: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/5654/18

Posted by: Alpha Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:28 pm
((Laeral will have cast these buffs on himself: Shield, Blur, Draconic Might, Greater Heroism, Persistent Critical Strike before we went in. Tanis' Mass Chill Fire Shield is active for another 5 rounds)) Laeralas once more invokes the power of his headband, and with a single word, nearly the entire strike force feel their movements quickening. He then begins a more complex chant, and after a few seconds, a fierce glow envelops the weapons of several Force members.
[Quicken cast Haste on all but Ombligo and Isyndel
Cast Brilliant Aura on: Gabe, Kyoji, Sheila, Van, Laika, Farain, Aurik, Laeralas. Your weapons now have the brilliant energy enchantment]
[HP: 170/170
AC: 37
Blur, Chill fire shield]
Focusing completely on the cult general, Tanis tilts his head so as to see past the basilisk. He follows orders however, and does not rain down an inferno within the building. Instead, with a grin, he moves forward and begins chanting a spell. Flashes of bright light burst forward from the catfolk. Then, he aims at a centaur in front of the monk general with his metamagic rod. Quickly, a sound lance scream out of it and dart past several targets before slamming into him, before chaining out and striking several other enemies as well. Tanis’ eyes also appear to be in heavy focus, as he uses his other abilities to also affect the magical onslaught.
[Cast a fate spun Prismatic Spray here:
http://www.alphaalec.com/chaoswar/CultStorehouse1_spray.png
F18: Fortitude save DC29 or turn to stone
G18: 20 points fire damage, reflex save DC29 for half
G19: Poison, fortitude save DC29 or die, if save, 3 CON damage instead
I18: Insane, as the insanity spell, DC29 will save negates
I19: 20 points fire damage, reflex save DC29 for half, sent to another plane, will save DC29 negates
I20: Poison, fortitude save DC29 or die, if save, 6 CON damage instead
N19: 20 points fire damage, reflex save DC29 for half
O21: Poison, fortitude save DC29 or die, if save, 6 CON damage instead
Cast a quickened, empowered, chained, fate spun sound lance at I19. This chains to F18, F20, G18, G19, G20, I18, I19, I20, L15, N19
Damage: (10d8 x 1.5) + 6 = 93
Fortitude save DC23 for half damage
Chain damage: 46
Reflex save DC23 for half damage then Fortitude save DC24 for half damage
HP: 127/127
AC: 29
Chill fire shield]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Apr 16, 2008 6:40 pm
((Telanna's buffs Wild Shape[Legendary Ape] - she's going to drop her gear, wildshape, and put it back on, which she can do since Legendary Ape is a humanoid-shaped animal Energy Immunity[Fire] Enhance Wild Shape (+2 STR) Bite of the Wereboar
Freedom of Movement
Sirine's Grace
Superior Resistance
all on her
Telanna's post-buff stats for the next 6 rounds, at which point some of these start to fail:

CODE
HP: 185 Size: Large Speed: 75ft, Climb 40ft Ability Scores: STR 50, DEX 23, CON 22, INT 14, WIS 19, CHA 30/36 Saves: Fort +22/Ref +18/Will +20
Initiative: +5
Armor Class: 48 (10 Base + 8 Armor + 6 DEX + 10 Deflection + 1 Haste + 13 Natural) Touch 27, FF 41
BAB: +12/+7/+2
Grapple: +36
Attacks: Holy Staff +36/+36/+31/+26 (6d6+35+2d6+2d6)
Feats: Same + PA, Blind-Fight

action coming later

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 16, 2008 7:35 pm
The Cult Sniper in the back turns to stone as the Cult Witch and Norakesh stand impassive in the face of fire and poison, respectively. Fire washes over the cultists to no effect as a centaur and an orc suddenly scream and gurgle, collapsing as poison suddenly courses through their veins. Tanis' sound lance strikes the Cult Paladine, but the centaur blocks a good deal of it with his shield, while the others are for the most part able to dodge the brunt of the blast.
((Cult Sniper at F-18 turned to Stone. Cult Paladine at I-19 would've been sent to another plane, but lol dimensional seal. Cult Paladine at I-20 dies due to poison. Orc Lord at O-21 dies due to poison. All others immune or saved.))
Tanis suddenly feels his limbs moving slower, his skin hardening as his body swiftly transmutes to a perfectly detailed stone statue, his eyes having met the unfortunate gaze of the Basilisk. Telanna is able to shake this off though, as is most everyone else. However, Laika and Farain too, are soon stone.
((Fort save failed for Tanis, Laika, and Farain. Tanis is turned to stone. Laika is turned to stone. Farain is turned to stone. Everyone else passes the saves, though Sheila only manages hers with an ACTION POINT. ))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Apr 16, 2008 8:15 pm
Telanna glares at the vanishing ninja. She was going to have to stay like this if she couldn't use spells. With a roar she bounds into the carpeted room, bringing the Holy Staff down doublehanded on the Basilisk's head. With three savage strokes it slumps to the ground, dead.

Posted by: Rusty Wed Apr 16, 2008 8:38 pm
((Knowledge Arcana: 54. Ruin Delver's Fortune to gain a luck bonus of +11 to FORT saves and immunity to poison for 1 round. I pass the gaze saves.)) : "HEY! Those are...Basilisks! Don't get too close, they can turn you to stone with their gaze!"
*Ombligo decides that maybe if he used a spell based on light, that perhaps he could at least distract it, and the foes around it. He casts the spell, being careful to avoid any objects by focusing it a bit in the air. The light explodes onto the enemies and burns their eyes, those out of the range seeing a rainbow glow.*
((SR checks: 29, 30, and 30. All pass.
Casting: Radiant Assault.
Hitting: The east Fire Elemental, the remaining Abyssal Basilisk, the 2 Hezrou's, the 2 Orcs nearby, and the Harpy. 7 enemies.
Damage: 41 [because AIM stinks]
WILL save DC 28 for half damage. Those that pass the WILL save also are dazzled for 1 round. Those that fail the WILL save take full damage and are instead dazed for 1 round.
The Fire Elemental fails, 1 Hezrou fails, 1 Orc fails, and everything else passes. Blast you, AIM.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Apr 16, 2008 9:12 pm
((Gabe would have gone Primeval before the battle began.)) The power of Volcanon compels you, fiends, the half giant declared, though it all came out of his lionine mouth as savage snarls and growl. Turning to the east, he set upon the second of the basilisks, destructive intent in his eyes. He set upon it with fury, claws and fangs ripping into it. At the cessation of his attack he stood with the monster in his teeth, still biting.
((PA 10, charge. Jump check passed for Leap Attack. All damage before DR.
Haste Claw: 34
Dmg: 21
Claw 1: 50
Dmg: 26
Claw 2: 38
Dmg: 28
Bite: 47
Dmg: 24
All attacks hit, so two rakes are added.
Rake 1 dmg: 23
Rake 2 dmg: 23
Bite hits, so auto-Grapple.
Str check: 45; Basilisk is grappled.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Apr 16, 2008 11:01 pm
Isyndel allows a grin to cross her face briefly before setting her gaze once again, clearly enjoying the sight of a magical creature using one of her favorite magics. She quickly brought the Psychowand to bear before her and released magical energy throughout all her companions for the battle.
((Mass Cat's Grace cast on everyone. +4 Dexterity, go.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 16, 2008 11:15 pm
Sheila hums a cheerful tune as she fires five shots at the nearby Harpy Queen, blasting it apart in a hail of feathers and blood. She frowns as her guns suddenly each make a "click-click" sound. "Aw, I forgot to reload?" Sheila complains, ejecting the spent clips and swiftly slamming in two fresh ones.
((Sheila guns down the Harpy Queen at Q-16, then reloads. Deadline for posting is Thursday afternoon.))

Posted by: Alpha Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:11 am
Even though he slows down, his body hardening to become that of stone, Tanis' eyes manage a glint of life as the catfolk uses another of his powers. With a small flash, he returns to normal. Shaking his head, he appears to be completely fine, but looks shaken none the less.
Glancing around, he targets Farain, the friend he hadn't spoken to in a long time, but a friend he'd travelled with for a long time none the less. With a wave, he offers the centaur archer another chance at resisting the basilisk's gaze. His power at playing with fate is successful once more, as Farain returns to normal, the stone dissolving around him.
[Use Deny Fate to allow Tanis a reroll, which he successfully saves. He then uses Fickle Finger of Fate to allow Farain a reroll, who also saves.]

Posted by: Tarethen Thu Apr 17, 2008 1:07 am
Not sure what happened after being turned to stone, Farain looked around the monster den. "That was strange..." He shook his head, getting rid of the feeling that washed over him and turned his attention back to the battle. His attention stopped on the Hezrou's that were close by, sizing them up. He made a disgusted face as he began pulling arrows from his quiver, aiming, and then shooting.
(( Shooting the undazed Hezrou until it's dead.
Attacks:
1d20: 7 + 12(Bab) + 7(DEX) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Bracers) +2 (Blessed Aim) = 32
1d20: 20
Critical threat:
1d20: 4 + 7 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Bracers) + 2 (Blessed Aim) = 24
1d20: 16 + 2 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (haste) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Bracers) +2 (Blessed Aim) = 31
Haste Attack:
1d20: 16 + 12 (BAB) + 7 (DEX) + 1 (haste) + 1 (elation) + 2 (Bracers) + 2 (Blessed Aim) = 41
Damage 1:
2d6: 2 + 6 + 7(Bane) + 6 (Str) + 3 (Magic) + 4 (Hunting ) + 4 (Favored enemy) + 1(Point Blank Shot) = 33
Damage 2:
6d6: 2+ 6 + 1 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 5(Bane) + 18(STR) + 9(Magic) + 12(hunting) + 12(favored enemy) +3 (Point blank shot) = 77
Damage 3:
2d6: 2 + 1 + 8(Bane) + 6(str) + 3(magic) + 4 (hunting) + 4 (favored enemy) + 1 (point blank shot) = 29
Damage 4:
2d6: 2 + 2 + 6(Bane) + 6 (str) + 3 (magic) + 4(hunting) + 4(favored enemy) + 1(point blank shot) = 28 ))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Apr 17, 2008 6:34 am
Sophie shouts out the holy word! [Holy Word Caster Level 16, WIS mod +8 Evocation [Good, Sonic] Level: Clr 7, Good 7 Components: V
Casting Time: 1 standard action Range: 40 ft. Area: Nongood creatures in a 40-ft.-radius spread centered on you Duration: Instantaneous Saving Throw: None or Will negates; see text Spell Resistance: Yes
Any nongood creature within the area that hears the holy word suffers the following ill effects.
HD Effect
Equal to caster level Deafened
Up to caster level -1 Blinded, deafened
Up to caster level -5 Paralyzed, blinded, deafened
Up to caster level -10 Killed, paralyzed, blinded, deafened
The effects are cumulative and concurrent. No saving throw is allowed against these effects.
Deafened: The creature is deafened for 1d4 rounds.
Blinded: The creature is blinded for 2d4 rounds.
Paralyzed: The creature is paralyzed and helpless for 1d10 minutes.
Killed: Living creatures die. Undead creatures are destroyed.
Furthermore, if you are on your home plane when you cast this spell, nongood extraplanar creatures within the area are instantly banished back to their home planes. Creatures so banished cannot return for at least 24 hours. This effect takes place regardless of whether the creatures hear the holy word. The banishment effect allows a Will save (at a –4 penalty) to negate.
Creatures whose HD exceed your caster level are unaffected by holy word.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Apr 17, 2008 6:37 am

QUOTE (Kaihaku @ Thu Apr 17, 2008 1:34 am)
Sophie shouts out the holy word! [Holy Word Caster Level 16, WIS mod +8 Evocation [Good, Sonic] Level: Clr 7, Good 7 Components: V
Casting Time: 1 standard action Range: 40 ft. Area: Nongood creatures in a 40-ft.-radius spread centered on you Duration: Instantaneous Saving Throw: None or Will negates; see text Spell Resistance: Yes
Any nongood creature within the area that hears the holy word suffers the following ill effects.
HD Effect
Equal to caster level Deafened
Up to caster level -1 Blinded, deafened
Up to caster level -5 Paralyzed, blinded, deafened
Up to caster level -10 Killed, paralyzed, blinded, deafened
The effects are cumulative and concurrent. No saving throw is allowed against these effects.
Deafened: The creature is deafened for 1d4 rounds.
Blinded: The creature is blinded for 2d4 rounds.
Paralyzed: The creature is paralyzed and helpless for 1d10 minutes.
Killed: Living creatures die. Undead creatures are destroyed.
Furthermore, if you are on your home plane when you cast this spell, nongood extraplanar creatures within the area are instantly banished back to their home planes. Creatures so banished cannot return for at least 24 hours. This effect takes place regardless of whether the creatures hear the holy word. The banishment effect allows a Will save (at a –4 penalty) to negate.
Creatures whose HD exceed your caster level are unaffected by holy word.

((The Holy Word is "Hal"))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Apr 17, 2008 7:02 am
Sophie's potent word paralyzes, blinds, and deafens the Hezrous, but has no effect on the Basilisk. Two of the Cult Orc Lords are struck blind and deaf as well, flailing their spears wildly when suddenly bereft of their senses. ((The two Orc Lords affected are at O-16 and R-14.))

Posted by: Aldur Thu Apr 17, 2008 7:56 pm
Michael grins as he ascends in a flash of light, aiming at the distant Harpy. "I do so hate competition. Goodbye." And with two brilliant blasts of white eldritch energy, the good warlock fires upon the evil Harpy. With deadly precision and accuracy because he's that damn good.
(( TO hit:
23 ranged touch
Damage: 25.
Quickened Blast:
29 ranged touched.
Damage: 30.))

Posted by: Cyrus Thu Apr 17, 2008 9:20 pm
Okori, perched in his burning spectral form on his partner's shoulder, spies a spider-shaped mechanical creature behind the front line of enemies, menacing ruby eyes meeting his own. Suddenly, the spirit fox bolts, flying straight at the Retriver and splashing against it like a swollen drop of water...before white tendrils slip their way inside, attempting to take over the construct beast.
[Use Fox Flight [3 chi] to fly to the Retriever and use Malevolence. Must make DC 24 Will save or be possessed.]

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Apr 17, 2008 10:53 pm
((On the way there, Aurik will cast the following on everyone (in increasing spell level):

- Divine Protection
  1. +1 Morale Bonus to AC
  2. +1 Morale Bonus to Saves

- Prayer
  1. +1 luck bonus on attack rolls
  2. +1 luck bonus on weapon damage rolls
  3. +1 luck bonus to saves
  4. +1 luck bonus to skill checks
- Recitation
  1. +2 Luck to AC
  2. +2 Luck to Saves
  3. +2 Luck to Attack
  4. Bonuses increase to +3 if you worship VOLCANON
- Vigorous Circle (Healing Kicker: Aid)
  1. Gain Fast Healing 3
  2. +1 morale to hit
  3. +1 morale to saves against fear
  4. 13 temp HP
- Holy Aura
  1. +4 deflection bonus to AC
  2. +4 resistance bonus on saves.
  3. Spell resistance 25 against evil spells and spells cast by evil creatures.
  4. Blocks possession and mental influence, just as protection from evil does.
  5. If an evil creature succeeds on a melee attack against a warded creature, the offending attacker is blinded (Fortitude save DC 29 negates).
and then on himself

- Divine Insight
  1. Aurik can gain an instant +15 to any skill check.

- Eagle's Splendor
  1. Aurik gains +4 enhancement to CHA
- Divine Power
  1. BAB = CL (16)
  2. +6 enhancement bonus to Strength
  3. 1 temporary hit point per caster level.
- Righteous Might
  1. Aurik's size becomes Large
  2. Aurik gains +4 Size bonus to STR
  3. Aurik gains +2 Size bonus to CON
  4. Aurik gains +2 enhancement to Natural Armor
  5. Aurik gains DR 9/evil
- Visage of the Deity
  1. Aurik takes on a shining, fiery appearance somewhat like a phoenix.
  2. Aurik can Smite Evil 1/day (CHA to attack, CL to damage).
  3. Aurik gains Darkvision 60
  4. Aurik gains resistance to Acid, Cold, and Electricity 20.
  5. Aurik gains DR 10/magic
  6. Aurik gains +4 CHA.))
*On the way to the storehouse, Aurik is caught deep in thought. It felt odd to move on the Cult like this. It was one thing to liberate those oppressed, such as Mitula and Volcanon. However, now they were attacking a simple Cult base. Was this the turning of the tides? They could now take the fight back against the evil threatening to devour the world? It was a good thought, though somewhat troubling. If they could attack any base near the Fort, what did this say about the Shining Force? In some regards, they were taking back what rightfully belonged to the people of this world. However, they were using it for their own personal gain. Yet further still, the resources would be used to liberate the people. It is a difficult thing to consider, but for now, they had work to do. Aurik begins to bless his allies and pray to Volcanon, his now-freed god, for strength in battle and an assured, lossless victory.
Once inside the Cult base, Aurik sees a sight he hadn't believed he would see again for some time. Fire elementals were inside! Servants of Volcanon here, whether they worked for evil or not, when he had thought the planar seal had prevented them from coming to the world. They must have been here before the attack happened. His allies empowered and his weapons ready, Aurik raises his shield and divine mace as instruments of Volcanon and bellows a shout to the elementals and his enemies.*
: Volcanon demands your servitude once more, creatures of flame! Strike these who would bind your service down, and return to the graces of the holy fire bird so that you may one day return to the lakes of fire you call home!
*The Gauntlets of Fire flash and catch ablaze. Though he didn't realize it at first, no other person on the battlefield understood what he had just said, the words coming out flawlessly in Ignan. The western fire elemental rears back and glows brighter, not sure whether to resist or give into the Cleric's demands to join the cause of Volcanon. Aurik concentrates, trying to make his case to the being of flame, while still attempting to defend himself from his enemies.*
((Aurik activates the Gauntlets of Fire. DC 23 will save for the Western Fire Elemental to resist domination.
Aurik is also Large.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Apr 18, 2008 1:37 am
Farain slays the Hezrou in a shower of magical arrows. The demon roars as its body turns to sulfurous dust, vanishing in an instant. Michael wounds the Harpy Queen, his mystical energy blasting a bad wound in her side. "You... You..." the Harpy screeches before settling on an insult. "Pretty boy!"
Okori's presence fills every inch of the demonic construct, the foxling giddy with the sensations of once more attaining physical form. This doesn't last long, though. The Marilith grimaces as she notes the loss of her minion, slithering down to destroy the Retriever with sword blow after sword blow. When the serpentine general is finished, Okori stands, a wisp of flame amidst a pile of wreckage.
((Marilith 5' steps down, full attacks the Retriever to bits.))
Maria snaps her fingers, and a nearby Orc Lord finds bits of himself suddenly teleported far, far away. Blood begins to leak from his piggish nose as he looks around in puzzlement.
((Balefully teleports nearby orc for 58 damage. 17 PP cost.))
"I may not be able to burn you out, but this spell will do! Dance with my lightnings!" the witch yells as she utters a chant and gestures at the Shining Force. A dazzling array of lightning bolts streak through the air towards the soldiers of Light... only to have half the number vanish in mid-flight, and more be avoided by the more agile members.
"What!" the witch shrieks. "A warding spell?!"
((The Cult Witch casts Chain Lightning. Laeralas, Farain, Hal, Sophie, Sheila, Gabriel, and Maria are protected by the Holy Aura. Kethra and Aurik fail. Tanis passes. Michael passes. Isyndel passes. 41 damage to the failures, half that for saved.))
"Bah! I'll get you now before you move closer to anything valuable!" Norakesh roars, leaping forward and taking a deep breath as he exhales a veritable wave of acid onto the ranks of the Shining Force.
((Discharges Mark of the Dragon: 20d6 acid damage. DC: 27 Ref for half. 71 acid damage. Sheila saves. Kyoji saves. Aurik saves. Sophie and Maria save. Farain saves. Isyndel's SR activates and protects her. Michael saves. Van fails. Tanis fails. Laeralas saves. Ombligo passes.))
Kyoji twists his ring of invisibility and moves up, towards the mages, murderous intent in his mind after narrowly avoiding lightning and acid.
Two of the Cult Paladines charge forward, Sheila barely dodging aside a lance aimed at her as Telanna does the same. Four arrows then bounce off the thick skin of the feyborn druidess.
((Knights charge and miss. Sniper misses all 4 times at Telanna.))
The Elder Fire Elemental heeds Aurik's call, bowing his massive flaming head to Aurik's words.
((Aurik dominates western F Elemental.))
Meanwhile a massive man clad in plate that barely contains his bulging form charges forward, raising a gigantic mace. "RAAAAAAAAAR!" the crazed man shouts. "FALL BEFORE ME!"
The massive weapon falls squarely on Telanna's side, wounding the wildshaped woman and bruising her to the bonr. The Orc Lord murmurs a few curses in Orcish and shuffles up and jabs at her with a spear, but Telanna easily deflects the blow with her staff.
((Cult Brute charges and hits. Orc Lord moves up and misses. Hit. 42 damage to Telanna. Miss.))
"Here, I'll get that," the fat priest next to the Witch says, holding up his staff and murmuring fell words. Elsewhere, another Witch mimics the motion, and the two cult casters bring an end to two of the spells granting power to the Shining Force.
((Witch and Priest dispel Recitation and Holy Aura.))
The orcs flailing about actually manage to strike Gabriel once, sheer blind luck in the most literal sense wounding the giant warrior. However, in their chaotic and wild jabs and spear thrusts, the Orc Lords also manage to slay the beast that Gabriel grappled, the dread Abyssal Basilisk.
((1 hit on Gabriel. 30 damage. Many misses that hit the Basilisk instead. Basilisk dies.))
"Show them the fate of traitors," the Marilith commands, gesturing at the turned Fire Elemental.
The remaining Retriever turns and blasts the fire elemental with a ray of cold from its eyes. The icy beam extinguishes a patch of fiery essence on the elemental's right shoulder, and the being roars in pain.
((34 cold damage on the dominated fire elemental after all calcs.))
The nearby Cult Paladine charges the fire elemental, driving a rune-encrusted lance deep into the being's core. The elemental roars louder, taking a swipe at the knight but striking nothing as magma-like blood begins to pour from its wounds.
((Hit. 91 damage to the fire elemental.))
A Harpy Queen fires a volley of enchanted arrows at the Fire Elemental, weakening it further and laughing all the while. Another joins in, chuckling madly as the mighty living fire turns to a pile of ash at her last arrow.
"Not so hot now, are you? Wahahaha!" the harpies jeer in unison.
((76 damage on the fire elemental from the first Harpy Queen. Second finishes it off, but it blows her turn.))
Another Cult Paladine charges Gabriel, driving his lance straight through the titanic fighter and drawing it out as a gout of blood spurts from him. The pain is tremendous for Gabriel, though he has faced worse in his time. The lance barely missed a major artery...
((Nat 20. Confirming... nat 1. Hit! 90 damage to Gabriel.))
A Cult Sniper fires at Gabriel, four arrows striking true with uncanny accuracy. Gabriel's condition only worsens under the extreme injuries.
((4 hits, one miss. 86 damage to Gabriel.))
"C'mon, priest..." a dark elf sniper murmurs as he sends arrow after arrow at Aurik, most bouncing off the cleric's heavy armor. "Where's that vital spot..."
"You're doing it wrong!" a Harpy Queen nearby shrieks. "Here, let me do it!"
The Harpy Queen then unleashes a salvo of arrows at Aurik that only manages to scratch his left cheek. The Harpy Queen's eyebrow twitches at this collosal failure.
"Oh yes, that was nice," the dark elf comments.
"Shut up!" the Harpy screams.
((2 hits. 30 damage after DR. 1 hit. 8 damage after DR.))
Another Cult Brute charges at Okori, but his mace swings right through the ghost-like fox.
"Damn you! I'll smash you good!" the brute gets out, obviously with some effort.
The remaining Fire Elemental seems uncertain what to do when he sees his comrade heed Aurik's call only to be struck down by the cultists.
Next turn!

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Apr 18, 2008 3:21 am
*Aurik easily weathers the barrage of arrows and attacks sailing his way. The vigor spell kicks in immediately, closing some of the most minor wounds. : Do not falter in your conviction, great elder of the living flame! Your conviction steers you to what is right and good. Feel the power of the ages and the fires of Volcanon course through your burning body and be empowered by them!
*Aurik again raises his arms against his enemies, but this time he does something different. While appealing to the fire elemental, he calls down a storm of fire to engulf his enemies as well as the fire elemental. While Fire Elemental is able to bask in the heavenly wrought fire, the other foes are left to smolder in the wake of Volcanon's fiery wrath and blistering retribution.*
: These evil consorts are nothing compared to the power you can add to your own!
((Aurik casts Fire Storm with Divine Spell Power!
DSP: 1d20 + 7 + 2 (Synergy) + 3 (DSP) = 7 + 12 = 19. +3 CL (CL 21).
Aurik can basically get every enemy and still avoid his allies because of the spacing. He'll also avoid any crates/barrels that he can.
20d6 = 3 + 6 + 5 + 5 + 5 + 4 + 3 + 4 + 3 + 1 + 4 + 5 + 4 + 2 + 3 + 2 + 1 + 6 + 2 + 4 = 72 fire damage.
DC 26 Reflex for half.
SR checks
Retriever: 1d20 + 20 = 3 + 21 = 24.
Marilith: 1d20 + 20 = 19 + 21 = 40.
Hezrou: 1d20 + 20 = 16 + 21 = 37.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Apr 18, 2008 3:51 am
((Posting deadline is Saturday Afternoon.))

Posted by: Rusty Fri Apr 18, 2008 11:43 pm
*Telanna reaches over the foes directly in front of her, focusing her attacks on the leader.* --- *Hal calls upon the power of the Light as he heals the wounds of his allies - twice.* --- *Ombligo attempts to slow down the enemy, aiding Telanna's solo attack on the enemies in that doorway.*
: "Hey, somebody help her out! She can't take on everybody!"
((Vox has given me temporary control of his characters. He shall be disappointed.
Telanna passes both saves.
Telanna's attacks: (on da boss)
#1: 6 + 36 - 5 = 37
Damage: 14 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 9 [lawful] + 9 [holy] + 10 [PA*2] = 68, or 77 (if he's chaotic)
#2: 10 + 36 - 5 = 41
Damage: 19 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 5 [lawful] + 8 [holy] + 10 [PA*2] = 72, or 77 (if chaotic)
#3: 14 + 31 - 5 = 40
Damage: 24 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 3 [lawful] + 11 [holy] + 10 [PA*2] = 80, or 83 (if chaotic)
#4: 6 + 26 - 5 = 27
Damage: 22 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 6 [lawful] + 7 [holy] + 10 [PA*2] = 74, or 80 (if chaotic)
The Chain Lightning spell does not pass through Hal's SR, and he makes a natural 20 on the other save.
Hal (burning some turn attempts. I think it's 4, but if not, then 5) casts a Quickened Mass Cure Critical Wounds, Widening it with the Greater Metamagic Rod of Widening. +87 to everybody except Okori and Kyoji.
Then, he drops Visions of the Future to cast another Mass Cure Critical Wounds, also Widening this one. Everybody but Kyoji and Okori (Assuming they even have damage) should be fully cured, except Gabriel.
Ombligo's Bolt 1:
Targets: the five enemies near Telanna (including da boss). This means the boss, both knights, the orc, and the brute. This doesn't affect anything but the enemies as it is Bolt 1.
Damage: 31 electricity + 3 sonic, no save.
FORT save DC 24 vs. being stunned for 1 round.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Apr 19, 2008 1:09 am
"Alright, I'm on it." Kethra rushes forward to aid the feyborn druidess, and strikes the Cult Knight. ((Tumble: 12 + 29 = 41 Kethra moves to O-20 and attacks the Cult Knight. Attack: 17 + 22 = 39
Damage: 70
Dodge to the Cult Knight if it's still alive after this.
HP: 145 + 13 Temporary
AC: 42 [43 against the Cult Knight]))

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 19, 2008 1:25 am
*Ombligo's eyes widen as he observes the enemy, noticing the vast amount of magic present in the room. The fur on his body seems to jet out further than usual as he huffs and puffs, speaking quickly, loudly, and worriedly.* : "Whoa! Hold on, everybody! These guys have just as much magic on them as we do! Protection from fire, magic increasing their strength and vigor and agility, displacement magic, and a spell not unlike the one that Aurik cast just before that was dispelled! Some of them even have the same magic I cast on Telanna's weapon, and some of that glowing stuff that cuts through armor, too! More than that, their equipment seems magical too!"
((After making a bajillion spellcraft checks, I've deduced that the enemy has: Haste, Unholy Aura, Displacement, Cat's Grace, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Recitation, Mass Protection from Energy: Fire.
The boss and the brutes also have Greater Mighty Whallop and Brilliant Energy Aura.
Also, 2 of my attacks didn't pierce the Unholy Aura's SR, but luckily neither of those 2 were the boss.))

Posted by: Alpha Sat Apr 19, 2008 2:04 am
The chill shield Tanis raised over the Shining Force comes into effect as enemies attack them. With these strikes, cold energy lashes out, striking at the cultists. [Chill Fire Shield causes 22 damage to all enemies who attacks and hit a Force member in melee]
Tanis extends a single finger on his left hand, and wills a nearby orc to merely give up living. Then, he redirects his attention to where he knows the enemy general is, and invokes the power of his rod again. Another powerful, screaming lance of sound erupts from it, before splitting out as before.
[Cast Finger of Death on the R14 Orc Lord. Fortitude save DC26 or die. If pass, take 29 damage instead.
Cast a quickened, empowered, chained sound lance at N19, which chains to N20, O18, O19 and R18.
Damage: 10d8 x 1.5 + 6 = 81
Fortitude save DC22 for half damage.
Chain damage: 40
Reflex save DC22 for half damage then Fortitude save DC22 for half damage
HP: 140/140
AC: 33
Chill fire shield]
Laeral likewise targets the enemy general, chanting quickly. Freezing ice crystals form and smash into the monk. The elf then uses the power of his headband once more, sending out a strand of sticky weblike substance shoots across the field, exploding over several enemies.
[Cast Freeze 4 at N19
Damage: 79, no save
Then cast Web (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/web.htm) at K3, so it should affect H4, J4, L6, M2 and N4]

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 19, 2008 4:55 am
Sophie chants a quick prayer and a wave of healing descends upon her allies. "Telanna! Be careful!" [Mass CMW: +26 HP] "Not bad Sheila!" Maria laughs, her eyes flashing with power, "But can you top this?" [Maximized Fully Augmented Concussion Blast]
[36 Force Damage, No Save]
[The boss and the knight threatening Telanna.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Apr 19, 2008 8:00 am
>>Partial Update so that people know what's alive.<< The unholy aura around him protects the Cult Brute from bolt, as all those struck by the blast of lightning maintain their wits about them. ((Saves passed, no stuns.)) The Cult Paladine that charged Sheila's unholy aura appears to be particularly strong, shielding the warrior from firestorm, sound lance, and lightning bolt alike, the spells all fizzling when they near him.
Kethra heavily wounds the Cult Paladine with a single devastating karate chop to the shoulder, but the centaur manages to stay conscious.
"Erebeus..." he hisses. "Lend me your power..."
Tanis kills the blind Orc Lord with his death spell, eliminating any hope the Cult Priests might have had of restoring his vision to get him properly back into the fight. The piglike monster squeals in a high pitched voice, then topples over, shuddering before going still. Tanis' sound lance doesn't fare half as well, fizzling against Norakesh's and his minions' unholy auras. Ironically, it does pierce the wards and claim the life of the very knight that just prayed to Erebeus, proving that the Strife Lords do not grant boons easily.
(rolled 3,9,5,2, then 2.))
Icy crystals form around Norakesh, then vanish before they can touch him, the large man chuffing with laughter.
"Come now, is this the might that annihiliated my troops in one battle after the other?" he boasts towards Laeralas. "I recognize you! You're one of those blasted soldiers of Bernharts! Oh, the reports I received from my men as you tromped through our positions on this continent..." Norakesh shakes his head. "I shall avenge all of them here!"
(Freeze fizzles, rolled a 6.)
Aurik's firestorm rolls over the enemy, though six of them seem unaffected by the spell, and two more are able to avoid the brunt of the fiery blast. However those the spell strikes true are left terribly burned, howls of pain echoing throughout the giant room.
(( Paladine that charged Sheila, Retriever, Cult Witch, Orc Lord, Cult Priest, and southern Cult Paladine unaffected by Firestorm. Rolled a 1, another 1, a 3 and a 1. Of those affected, only the Brute and the Sniper in the back make their saves. Harpy hit, but goods underneath her are on fire. Nat 1 for goods save. 4,000 GP in mundane supplies destroyed. Crate under second harpy doesn't catch fire (rolled 17). Weapons rack by Brute does, rolled a 2. 4,000 gold in mundane supplies destroyed. 8K goods lost in all.))
Kyoji emerges from hiding to lay into a Cult Witch at the north, though the wizardess' illusions protect her from nearly all of Kyoji's swings, the two that connect strike her neck and sever two critical arteries. The cultists falls, gasping as she dies. Kyoji vanishes from view soon after.
((Cult Witch near Kyoji dies. Ghost Step: Ethereal.))
Maria, seeing her intended target die, redirects her assault to Norakesh and the Cult Brute. A blast of concussive force strikes the two, and they stagger back blinking.
"Ah, that's more like it!" Norakesh says. "Show me your fighting spirit!"
Sheila grins at Maria. "You betcha I can! You didn't even finish them off!"
Sheila whirls around and smiles at the centaur knight near her.
"Well, you came on a bit too strong and fast for my tastes, but I could use a good dance. Come on, let's see whatcha got!" Sheila says, opening fire and emptying seven shots into the Cult Paladine that tried to skewer her. The bullets open terrible wounds in the centaur's chest, but almost impossibly, he remains standing, glaring at the agent responsible for the blood pouring out of him. Sheila's mouth drops.
"Wha... What? No way! No way you just took like five friggin' point blank shots! How the hell are you still alive?!" Sheila exclaims.
"The Lords of Strife will it to be so," the cultist replies simply, advancing ominously forward.
((5 hits, 2 misses. 115 damage.))
Though two of her attacks come perilously close to wounding the runemaster, Norakesh deflects and blocks Telanna's blows with supernatural speed and strength.
"You're very good..." Norakesh murmurs as he is pushed to his limits. "It's a pity we're foes, it would be quite for you to fight under me. If I had soldiers like you, my ascension would be assured!"
Then Laeralas' web splatters over the back wall of the storeroom, entangling a host of creatures within it.
((All saves passed, but even when you save, you still get entangled with web.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 19, 2008 8:11 am
"You're one to talk!" Maria calls back, "He's standing right there in front of you!"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Apr 19, 2008 8:14 am
"Yeah, I can see that!" Sheila shouts back. "I'm working on it, OK?!"

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:14 am
"It's a good thing Melissa isn't here, she might renounce your rivalry." Maria calls back.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:16 am
"At least I have a rival!" Sheila shouts back.

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:19 am
"Yeah... I know it." Maria replies with a grin, "It really sucks to be so good that you leave everyone else behind."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:22 am
"That's not what I..." Sheila's face twists in anger. "Oooooooh, I hate it when you do this! I'll just have to take it out on the enemy!" Sheila suddenly grins. "Hey, at least I don't need a bodyguard!"

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:43 am
"Neither do I!" Maria laughs, "It's your rival who got herself into a mess and made Jim make that a rule!"

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:54 am
((50 STR and artifacts just ain't what they used to be...))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:58 am

QUOTE (Rusty @ Sat Apr 19, 2008 9:54 am)
((50 STR and artifacts just ain't what they used to be...))

((Not when you power attack and get crappy rolls.))
Sheila shakes her head at Maria. "We'll see!"

Posted by: Alpha Sat Apr 19, 2008 12:48 pm
((I wish I'd realised I needed to roll SR checks )) "Ha," Laeralas calls calls back, no worry in his tone at all. "At least we're imaginative with our protective spells, unlike you, who merely copy the people who've come to kill them." He laughs derisively. "Have fun avenging them in the afterlife."

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 19, 2008 5:36 pm

QUOTE (TheUnknownMarine @ Sat Apr 19, 2008 4:58 am)
((Not when you power attack and get crappy rolls.)) Sheila shakes her head at Maria. "We'll see!"

((It was only a PA of 5. That's not an outlandish power attack.
Furthermore, the rolls weren't really bad. The 6's weren't great, true, but 10 isn't bad, and 14 is good. There is a problem here.))

Posted by: Alpha Sat Apr 19, 2008 6:06 pm

QUOTE (Rusty @ Sat Apr 19, 2008 4:36 pm)
((It was only a PA of 5. That's not an outlandish power attack. Furthermore, the rolls weren't really bad. The 6's weren't great, true, but 10 isn't bad, and 14 is good. There is a problem here.))

((A monk, especially a buffed monk having an AC of over 41 isn't hard to do. Buffed, Laeral can get above 50, and he doesn't get wisdom to AC. Also, your 14 was on an iterative attack, thus equivalent to a 9, so less than average.
So this is not TUM pulling a TUMCO on us ))

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 19, 2008 6:23 pm
((I personally consider 8-12 average. I'll just never power attack ever again unless my attacks count as touch attacks.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Apr 19, 2008 11:49 pm
The massive lion's wounds fade almost as quickly as they appeared, both Hal and Sophie's divine power aiding him. He snarled, rage bringing him power and fueling his desire for the destruction of his foes. Volcanon has given me the power to end your reign of destruction, and I will do so gladly! he insisted, his words not intelligible as anything besides savage growls. He tore into the creatures around him, starting with the knight in front of him and moving onto the Hezrou when possible.
((Stays put and attack the knight in front of him. Full PA of 15, and rage is actually activated this time. Redirect to the Hezrou if/when the knight dies.
Claw 1: 38
Dmg: 47
Claw 2: 26
Dmg: 44
Claw 5: 30
Dmg: 45
Bite: 30
Dmg: 35
Also, for the cleave attack:
Cleave: 34 (claw), 29 (bite)
Dmg: 41 (claw), 31 (bite)
Dodge to the Hezrou if it's still standing. AC 34, 35 with dodge.))
<{<{ Gabe }>}>
HP: 261/261
AC: 34, 26 touch
Hit: +37 claw / +32 bite (before PA)
Dmg: 2d6 +21 claw / 2d6 +11 bite (before PA)
Minimum PA: 10

Posted by: YsFanatic Sun Apr 20, 2008 12:10 am
Van, having held back to see what his allies would do, finally took action and moved a bit closer to the Cult centaur that Sheila had shot and lashed out with a flurry of attacks. Unfortunately only two of them hit and they failed to do much.
(('5 move to attack Centaur at R-18. Only 2 out of 5 attacks hit for a total of 30 damage. Dodge to that Centaur))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sun Apr 20, 2008 1:06 am
Isyndel takes her cue from the magical creature's analytical outburst, and levels the Psychowand toward the 'boss.' ((Greater Dispel Magic. 1d20 + Caster Level (effectively 18) against each effect on him. Not sure how many there are or I'd roll mad dice for demz.))

Posted by: Tarethen Sun Apr 20, 2008 3:29 am
With enough people focusing on the enemy north of the group, Farain turned his attention to the group west of them. The Hezrou was not a threat at the moment, so the centaur scanned further out. His sight stopped on the Marilith as he fingered an arrow in his quiver. With just another second of thought, he removed the arrow and lined up his shot.
((Attacking the Marilith.
Attack 1: 42
Damage 1: 40
Attack 2: 35
Damage 2: 33
Attack 3: Miss
Hasted Attack: 29
Hasted damage: Not sure if it hits, but... 41))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 20, 2008 5:24 am
Van wounds the Cult Knight further, driving his polearm into him twice in rapid succession though the fell warrior dodges his second two blows. Michael then finishes him off with a well placed blast of mystical energy. Gabriel's mighty blows fall upon the Cult Paladine before him, but only two strike their mark, the other two missing due to the Displacement magic on the centaur.
Isyndel tries to dispel the magic on Norakesh and has partial success, several of the odd marks covering the Runemaster's body flashing and disappearing. Norakesh growls and glares at Isyndel.
"Nice trick, but I'm not nearly weakened enough yet!"
((4 Marks of Awareness dispelled. Mark of the Imp dispelled, Norakesh loses Fast Healing. Unholy Aura on Norakesh dispelled. Recitation on Norakesh dispelled.))
"My might cannot be matched!" the Cult Brute boasts as he slams into Telanna again and again, the enchantments on his mace bypassing much of the druidess' defenses before going on to bruise skin, pulp flesh, and break bone. The brute roars savagely as Telanna twists in pain, driven near death with the brutal assault. There is some justice here though, as the Cult Brute is terribly hurt by the frost shielding Telanna. Ice coats his beard and armor when he is through.
((Cult Brute attacks Telanna. 3 hits 1 miss. 148 damage to Telanna. 66 cold damage to Cult Brute.))
"Cursed spell..." the priest at the back says as he tries and fails to dispel the Fire Shield. Meanwhile the Orc Lord near Telanna blindly lashes out at her, striking nothing.
A hail of arrow pierces through Kethra, one cruel missile driving straight through her right lung. The half elven monk falls to the ground with a sickening gurgle as her blood begins to pool around here. However, the medallion doesn't activate yet... There is still a pulse, and still a chance for her to be saved.
((Cult Sniper fires on Kethra. 3 hits, 1 critical! 152 damage total. Kethra is at -8 HP.))
Cult Paladines charge Aurik and Gabriel, dealing massive wounds, but taking large ones in return. Though their lances drive through the warriors of Light, they take large frostburns in return, and Gabriel and Aurik are both able to wound them when they approach.
"Give up now," one Cult Paladine rasps. "You can't stop all of us..."
((87 to Aurik, 90 to Gabriel, AoOs provoked and recorded, Fire shield freezes 'em.))
The Fire Elemental looks confused, as if not sure which side to fight for now.
((Full defensive.))
Gabriel is struck twice by the Orc Lord nearby as the piggish warrior lands two surprisingly skilled strikes on the barbarian. The huge spear tears large gashes open, but Gabriel's will to fight is even larger.
((2 hits, 2 misses. 52 damage to Gabe.))
The volley of arrows shot by the myriad archers is lessened greatly as most strive to rid themselves of the web. Most only get a single shot off, and the few arrows that do strike hit the cleric of Volcanon with far lessened impact.
((3 hits on Aurik, crit negated due to fortification. 25 damage on Aurik after DR.))
The Cult Witch steps out of the web and attempts to dispel the Fire Shield, only to find it too strong for her to banish. She hisses more than a few curses in Infernal as this happens.
Three arrows clank off Farain's armor as a nearby Harpy Queen shrieks in frustration.
"Damnable fourlegs!" she shouts. "I'll roast you for dinner yet!"
"You already have quite a few opponents..." the Marilith purrs to Gabriel as she rears up on her coils. "But I can't let a worthy fighter go to waste on anything less than myself. Come, lion of the phoenix. Let us test our mettle and our metal."
With that, the demoness launches herself at Gabriel, thrusting with a single sword strike that cuts deep into Gabriel's chest, too fast to avoid. The Marilith spins away, bringing its swords up in a guard stance and awaiting Gabriel's counterattack.
((Hit. 23 damage.))
The Cult Sniper in the back opens fire on Okori, muttering, "Glowing like that you make a nice target..."
Despite his words, only two arrows hit home, and the dark elf curses under his breath.
((2 hits, 3 misses including a crit thanks to incorp. 53 damage total to Okori.))
The Retriever electrocutes Okori lightly with an eye beam, then claws at him with four demonic limbs that all pass through him harmlessly. ((Eye: save passed. 18 elec damage. Claws all miss due to incorp.))
"Blast," Norakesh says with a wince, noting all the injures the Fire Shield was incurring. "I was hoping to save this... but I can't use it if I and my men are dead!"
Norakesh glares at Isyndel, then flips back and makes an odd gesture as a rune flares on his body and vanishes. The wounds of all the foes on the field vanish with it, even as Isyndel manages to stave off a creeping numbness on her body.
((Isyndel passes a fort save. Sigil of Ultimate Healing used. All enemies regain 200 HP. DC 20 Spot check and your PCs see there is no similar rune on him once the first is gone.))
"Oh, you haven't even seen the limits of my magic, elf," Norakesh says with a grin to Laeralas as he leaps away. "But come and see for yourself. Whether this is my last battle or yours, I want this to be a memorable occasion."
Next turn!
Deadline: Monday night.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Apr 20, 2008 7:29 am
((Kethra should be at -7 actually, unless you already rolled her Fortitude save and failed. In which case, nevermind. ))

Posted by: Aldur Sun Apr 20, 2008 1:00 pm
"Not bad! I can see this is going to have be kicked up a notch. Let's have some fun with those things covering you then! I'll be stealing those if you don't mind! Weren't you ever taught to share!?" Michael laughs, doing a bizarre flip and pointing at Norakesh, muttering in celestial as his eyes go pure white, but instead of an eldritch blast, a brilliant white light envelops Norekesh for a moment, Michael charges forwards, landing beside Kethra, touching her forehead.
((Transform Magic used.
Greater Dispel Magic targetted at Norakesh. For every spell/rune/thing dispelled Kethra gets 5 Hp back per spell level of whatever gets dispelled. IE: If He only dispels one level 4 spell, she gets 20HP back and so forth. Feel free to roll for me.
Michael is now landed and on O-22.))

Posted by: Alpha Sun Apr 20, 2008 3:21 pm
Laeral offers a shrug, despite knowing the cult general won’t see it. : “Well then, I suppose it’s time to come and see,” he mutter, before adding quick arcane word. His daggers begin to glow with a faint silvery light and they seem to feel more at home in the elf’s hand than normal.
He then moves forward, dodging past several force members and flipping one dagger to his other hand, so he had one hand free. Laeralas then leaps up above Telanna, gripping the top of the entrance way with his free hand and uses it to propel himself forward, spinning and twisting with his jump to avoid any attacks from opponents. He lands nimbly behind the cult brute, daggers in their respective hands again. With a grin, he lashes forward, driving one of the silvery and brilliant energy enhanced weapons in the cultist’s back.
[Cast Daggerspell Stance (it’s cast as a swift action)
Move to N19, jump et tumbling to get there.
Jump check: 1d20(13) + 22(skill total) + 4(greater heroism) = 39. Pass
Tumble check: 1d20(7) + 26(skill total) + 4(greater heroism) = 37. Pass
Attack cult brute:
1d20(20)…threat
Confirm: 1d20(18)…upgraded threat
Confirm: 1d20(12) + 8(bab) + 8(DEX) + 1(weapon focus) + 1(enchantment) – 2(two weapon fighting) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) + 1(elation) + 1(bless) + 4(critical strike) + 2(flank) = 1d20(12) + 29 = 41
Damage: (1d6(6) + 7(STR) + 1(enchantment)) x3 + 5d6(sneak attack) + 1d6(critical strike) = 72
[HP: 199/199 (found out I didn’t add it up correctly)
AC: 38
Blur, chill fire shield]
Tanis moves around Sophie and Sheila, and hops up onto the table, then down the other side. Extending a hand, he evokes another spray of bright colours, the beams striking several of the cultists.
[Move to S15, jumping over the table so as to avoid AoO
Cast Prismatic Spray – this affects only creatures, not objects, so the supplies are fine.
http://magic19.homestead.com/sfcw/sfcw4/tanisprismaticspray.jpg
SR checks: 1d20 + 15
Harpy: 1d20(13) + 15 = 28. Pass.
P4 Archer: 1d20(8) + 15 = 23. Fail
Witch: 1d20(14) + 15 = 29. Pass.
Elemental: 1d20(1) + 15 = 16. Fail.
K8 Archer: 1d20(14) + 15 = 29. Pass
Paladine: 1d20(10) + 15 = 25. Pass.
Brute: 1d20(15) + 15 = 30. Pass.
Marilith: 1d20(11) + 15 = 26. Pass
Harpy: Fortitude save DC26 or turn to stone
Witch: 80 points electricity damage, reflex save DC26. Insane, as the insanity sell, will save DC26 negates
K8 Archer: Fortitude save DC26 or turn to stone
Paladine: Poison, fortitude save DC26 or die, if save, 6 CON damage instead
Brute: Insane, as the insanity spell, will save DC26 negates
Marilith: Fortitude save DC26 or turn to stone]
[HP: 140/140
AC: 31
Chill fire shield]

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Apr 20, 2008 4:24 pm
((Everyone taking damage, remember that you have Fast Healing 3 from Vigorous Circle.)) *Each blow that comes in, Aurik raises his defenses to knock them away. Each connecting hit is met with a flash of flame, warding harm away. The cult centaur comes barreling at him, and Aurik meets him with a swift blow to the face. Each arrow fired at him veers its way slightly off target as his fiery body wards him against their danger. His shield flashes for one, taking it away from his chest and toward his arm. Even still, his body continues to stand against all the assaults when it flares for a second, rejuvenating his life energy once more. Aurik twirls his morningstar about, ready to strike down the centaur in front of him, but holds a moment, waiting to see if his allies would require aid. Sir Hal had done well in keeping the Shining Force alive, but if more would be required, Aurik was ready to help. However, his potential ally still needed more convincing.*
: Do you see how with all their might they cannot bring us down? The fires of Volcanon burn in me just as they do in you! Volcanon watches over you, protecting you from our magic while it decimates the Cult. This day will not be theirs!
((Aurik awaits any healing Hal might perform before deciding to smite the guys around him))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 20, 2008 9:15 pm
"Grarh! My runes! That's..." Norakesh growls at Michael as Kethra's wounds heal. "Neat trick, boy..." ((Wrath of the Dark Lord, Mark of Vision, Mark of the Werewolf dispelled. Kethra gains 80 HP.)) Tanis' spell luminscently lances over the battlefield, turning a Harpy to stone, electrocuting a Witch, and driving a Brute to insanity. The Brute begins screaming gibberish and frothing at the mouth as the other targets of the spell resist or dodge the rays.
((Harpy, Brute, and Witch failed their saves. Harpy turns to stone, Witch dies from electricity, Brute is insane.... well, moreso.))
Kyoji erupts from hiding to strike at the Cult Priest, but his blows are off the mark once more, and though he cuts deep, the spellcaster survives. Kyoji grimaces as he fades back into invisibility.
((Kyoji hits 3 times, damn displacement. 127 damage total.))
"Oh shi- Tel!" Sheila whirls around and unloads a barrage of bullets at the Cult Brute that struck Telanna. Unfortunately a good deal of the rounds either plink off supernatural armor or are off the mark due to the protective illusion around the fell warrior. Indeed, Laeralas' own devastating strike fails to land due to the increasinly annoying enchantment.
((Sheila hits 3 times, misses 4 times. 67 damage total to the brute. Laeralas misses.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sun Apr 20, 2008 11:31 pm
The wizardess expends no effort to reply to Norakesh's taunts, shaken only momentarily by the effects of his attack. No time is wasted in weaving a spell almost immediately afterwards, in fact, before the Psychowand flares to life as she casts another spell.
((Spell Enhancer cast as a swift action. Next spell is cast at +2 caster level, and save DC is increased by one.
Spell cast: Field of Icy Razors - note, the spell surrounds targets and should cause no collateral damage. With the Psychowand and Spell Enhancer, the spell is effectively cast as if Isyndel were level 20.
Damage: 20d6, half is cold, half is slashing. Psychowand's once a day Enpower is activated.
70 x 1.5 = 105 damage. Movement is reduced by 20 feet for one round per caster level . Reflex save for half damage (+1 to DC for Spell Enhancer), and movement is unaffected if the save is passed. 1 target per level so long as no two are more than 60 feet apart. That should affect each monster that isn't in the room with Kyoji, and maybe even some of those.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Apr 21, 2008 1:06 am
Accepting the fiendish female's challenge, the dire lion turned and layed into her with renewed passion for the removal of the monsters before him. ((Stay, attack Marilith. Displacement (if necessary): 99 Claw 1: Crit threat COnfirm: 41
Dmg: 76
Displacement (if necessary): 94
Claw 2: 41
Dmg: 37
Displacement (if necessary): 63
Claw 5: 34
Dmg: 35
Displacement (if necessary): 11
Bite: 34
Dmg: 24
If bite hits, auto-grapple.
Str check: 58
Dodge to the Marilith if it somehow survives, if not then redirect to the Hezrou.))
<{<{ Gabe }>}>
HP: 99/261, plus the healing I've been promised.
AC: 34, 26 touch
Hit: +37 claw / +32 bite (before PA)
Dmg: 2d6 +21 claw / 2d6 +11 bite (before PA)
Minimum PA: 10

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Apr 21, 2008 2:22 am
Kethra lets out a soft moan and opens her eyes. The half-elf nips up and attacks the Cult Brute. ((Kethra stands up, which will unfortunately provoke an attack of opportunity from the Cult Brute. Speaking of which, Kethra should be at O-20, not O-21. Then she attacks said Cult Brute.
Attack: 14 + 22 = 36
Damage: 54 + 14 = 68
Dodge to the Cult Brute.
Hit Points: 75/145
Armor Class: 41 [42 against the Cult Brute]))

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Apr 21, 2008 9:28 am

QUOTE (Aldur @ Sun Apr 20, 2008 8:00 pm)
"Not bad! I can see this is going to have be kicked up a notch. Let's have some fun with those things covering you then! I'll be stealing those if you don't mind! Weren't you ever taught to share!?" Michael laughs, doing a bizarre flip and pointing at Norakesh, muttering in celestial as his eyes go pure white, but instead of an eldritch blast, a brilliant white light envelops Norekesh for a moment, Michael charges forwards, landing beside Kethra, touching her forehead.

Sophie lets out a shocked gasp as the dashing young Michael nimbly leapt to the aid of the beautiful fallen half-elf maiden. Her eyes widen as he bends down, "Wait...you're not..."
Then he merely brushes a hand over the half-elf's forehead and the priestess looks away, flushing at her foolishness. How could she have thought, even for a second, that he would wake a perfect stranger with a kiss. She glances back curiously a second later, unable to resist seeing how the monk rewarded her healer and she frowns as the monk merely silently returns to battle without so much as a glance at her savior.
Sophie is then reminded of the battle as Telanna is buffeted and turns to aid her comrades.
[Mass Cure Light Wounds: +21 HP]

Posted by: Rusty Mon Apr 21, 2008 2:47 pm
*Wordlessly, Telanna attacks the enemies before her.* *Hal casts another powerful healing spell on the force before looking to Gabriel, coming to his aid. He seems to ignore the Cult Knight as he focuses on healing the raging ally, casting a spell that removes all of Gabriel's wounds completely.*
((Telanna's attacks: First priority: Cult Brute. Secondary priority: Orc.
A1 (sauce): 12 + 36 = 48.
Miss chance: 54.
Damage: 30 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 8 [law] + 8 [holy] = 81.
A2 (haste): 8 + 36 = 44.
Miss chance: 45.
A3: 16 + 31 = 47.
Miss chance: 70.
Damage: 25 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 8 [law] + 8 [holy] = 76.
A4: 3 + 26 = 29.
Miss chance: 88.
Damage: 19 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 8 [law] + 8 [holy] = 70.
Hal's going to cast another Mass Cure Critical Wounds, widening this spell so it hits everybody but Kyoji, Okori, and Kethra. Everyone affected regains 94 HP [Vox had the wrong total]. Then, Hal is going to run by the frozen Hezrou and the Knight, taking an AoO, to cast a Quickened Heal on Gabriel, bringing him up to full HP.
As for Ombligo's action, I need to find out what's still alive before I can take his action. Please let me know.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Apr 21, 2008 6:01 pm
Isyndel's magic batters the battlefield with ice and snow, slashing open myriad wounds with tiny, icy shards that blow beautifully in the conjured breeze like bits of diamond. However, the mighty spell fails to affect three of the many targets it strikes at.
((SR failed on Marilith, northernmost Cult Sniper, and lowest Cult Paladine. Norakesh evades. Both Cult Brutes and a Cult Sniper pass the Ref save and take half damage.))
Gabriel grapples the snake demoness, opening terrible wounds as he struggles to get her in a hold. Finally the lion pins the demonic general down, barely restraining her under his great strength.
((Grapple checks: 58v56. Gabriel grapples the Marilith.))
Kethra deals the Brute a devastating uppercut as she gets up, the giant man spitting out a mouthful of teeth even as he retaliates with a powerful blow that cracks two of Kethra's ribs.
((AoO: Hit. 48 damage to Kethra, which is probably covered in the healing.))
Telanna lays into the foes around her, bashing them to oblivion with her staff in a wordless display of fury and strength that leaves gore everywhere.
((Orc and Brute both die from the attacks.))
Hal casts his area spell, and is nearly tripped up by a cultist lance sticking into his thigh when he races over to heal Gabriel.
((AoO: Hit. 24 damage to Hal.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Apr 22, 2008 1:12 am
*Aurik feels healing energy wash over him from Father Hal, and is relieved that the boon had come. However, he grimaces when he sees Hal move rather clumsily through the enemies and take hits, particular from his own foe.* : Hal, be careful! *Aurik returns his attention to the knight,* "You, however, will pay for those blows.
*Aurik swings powerfully at the knight with whom he was in combat. Five blows, one brought up clumsily in close quarters around the stoned Laika, leads to four hits upon the knight. His glowing mace passes easily through the knight's armor, though his final blow he could not tell if it had connected solidly or not. In Volcanon's name, none of his allies would fall this day if he could help it.*
((5 hits due to haste and Divine Power.
3 1 5 3 4 6 5 1
1d20 + 32 = 13 + 32 = 45.
1d20 + 32 = 1... miss
1d20 + 27 = 7 + 27 = 34.
1d20 + 22 = 11 + 22 = 33.
1d20 + 17 = 5 + 17 = 22.
Damage
2d6 + 23 + 1d6 = 3 + 1 + 23 + 4 = 27 + 4 elec.
2d6 + 23 + 1d6 = 5 + 3 + 23 + 1 = 31 + 1 elec.
2d6 + 23 + 1d6 = 4 + 6 + 23 + 1 = 33 + 1 elec.
2d6 + 23 + 1d6 = 5 + 1 + 23 + 2 = 29 + 2 elec.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:16 am
A hail of oversized arrows launch from Farain's bow against the Marilith, but only two land, two more striking perilously close to Gabriel. ((Farain wounds Marilith for 50 HP.)) Another hail of arrows pierces through Laeralas, as the Cult Sniper in the back begins chuckling darkly to himself. The dark elf shakes his head with a broad smile when he sees the three arrows jutting from the daggermaster elf's body.
((Hit, Hit, Critical Hit! 134 damage on Laeralas from Cult Sniper.))
"Now, in the name of Shailtor, I will... What?! Again?! WHAT SORT OF MAGIC IS THIS?!?!" the Cult Priest screams as he once again fails to bring down the Fire Shield.
((Priest fails to dispel fire shield.))
"STOP TRYING TO STEAL MY THOUGHTS!" the muddled Brute howls, charging straight at Tanis and dealing the catfolk a devastating blow with his warmace. Five arrows add to the pain, striking the warmage as one of the Harpy Queens giggles with crazed laughter.
((Insano Brute charges Tanis and whallops him good for 42 damage. 5 arrows on Tanis for 92 damage.))
"You... You..." the Marilith grumbles, twisting in Gabriel's grasp. She speaks with surprise. "You really ARE that strong..."
((Marilith stays grappled.))
A hail of arrows, from the Cult Snipers and the Harpy Queen lands on Gabriel, Hal, Aurik, and even the Marilith as they desperate try to take down one of the warriors. The Marilith howls in pain and outrage.
"Watch where you're firing, you idiots!" the snakewoman roars.
((50 damage to Gabriel. 5 damage to Marilith after DR. 46 to Hal, and 29 damage to Aurik after DR.))
The Cult Paladine near Aurik roars as he thrusts into the cleric of Volcanon again and again with his lance, opening terrible wounds.
((59 damage to Aurik after DR from Cult Paladine.))
The Cult Paladine and the Orc Lord both drive their spears and lances into Gabriel, the Orc Lord managing to drive his huge spear through the lionshaped lightwarrior and out his back, blood flowing freely. The Orc Lord grunts in satisfaction as he withdraws the spear, assuming a kill from such a wound. But much to his surprise, Gbariel continues not only to move, but to fight as well.
((191 damage to Gabriel from Cult Paladine and Orc Lord, including a 90 point critical hit.))
A beam of energy narrowly misses the fat friar in the southern part of the room.
((Retriever eye beam misses Hal.))
"You..." Norakesh growls at Van. "I'll deal with you later, my troops still need me."
Norakesh backflips away from the polearm specialist, another rune flaring to life on his body as a moderate amount of his soldiers' wounds heal.
((Norakesh uses a Sigil of Superior Healing. 34 damage healed to all enemies.))
Next turn!

Posted by: Alpha Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:35 am
((before anyone moves up, Tanis will cast nother prismatic spray, along with a quickened sound lance. I'll do the real post tomorrow, but wanted to get this in now))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:57 am
((Since it's a safe multiple target spell, repeat action, using the 1/day Maximize from the Psychowand. Note, this one does not have Spell Enhancer activated on it. 18d6 Maximized= 108 damage, half cold, half ...yeah, just scroll up. Last cast of that.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 22, 2008 3:17 am

QUOTE (DragonmasterDon1 @ Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:57 am)
((Since it's a safe multiple target spell, repeat action, using the 1/day Maximize from the Psychowand. Note, this one does not have Spell Enhancer activated on it. 18d6 Maximized= 108 damage, half cold, half ...yeah, just scroll up. Last cast of that.))

((Only SR fail is on the Cult Sniper to the north. Other two Cult Snipers save, and the Cult Paladine in front of Gabriel saves too. The Marilith and the Harpy Archers die, as does the Cult Paladine in front of Aurik. Retriever destroyed. Pretty much everything else is near death, save Norakesh who evaded again.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Apr 22, 2008 3:54 am
((Kethra uses her Wholeness of Body ability and regains 32 hit points.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Apr 22, 2008 4:45 am
*The Cult forces were failing, and suddenly, Aurik had been left with a boon. The knight assailing him suddenly fell to Aurik's onslaught and Isyndel's raging magic. He turns back to the wizardess a moment to congratulate her.* : Excellent work, Isyndel!
*Now, a few more loose ends were all that remained. He looks back to the fire elemental, speaking words of encouragement to it.*
: Your companion's life was not given in vain, friend! While this cult may try to take the lives of those who stand against them, we will prevail this day. The tide turns suddenly as you can see. Now, watch as Volcanon draws the life blood from those who would usurp this world to their own ends! The fire that burns within you shall be their end.
*Aurik reels his divinely powered morningstar back, then swings it out violently. It catches fire as a torch, the flames then leaving the head of the mace to turn into four motes of burning energy. They course red flame as though made of blood, then fly toward the remaining enemies nearby, surrounding Tanis, Gabriel, and himself. Though their foul energied shield flashes, the globules pass through unimpeded. The subjects writhe in agony as the blood in their bodies is suddenly evaporated, leaving them in a much weakened state.*
: To arms, friends! Their time has come!
*Aurik's impassioned speeches drive fear into the hearts of his enemies while causing the fire elemental to burn brighter. The Hezrou, Orc Lord, and paladine all fall to their knees, then topple over, their blood turned to gas inside their bodies. The brute is left severely weaked, though still standing all the same.
The wise, elder Fire Elemental watches the Cult forces become quickly decimated, and Aurik's words stick in its mind. Suddenly, it roars like a forest fire, then turns to the remaining archer next to it. It lashes out furiously with twin slams, and while one misses due to the archer's displacement, the second connects flawlessly.*
((Aurik casts Blazing Blood (Blood to Water) with Divine Spell Power.
This will affect the Brute, remaining cult paladine, orc lord, and Hezrou.
Turn Check: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 3 = 12 + 12 = 24.
Aurik casts as though four levels higher (CL 22).
SR
Brute: 13 + 22 = 35.
Paladine: 7 + 22 = 29.
Orc Lord: 6 + 22 = 28.
Hezrou: 20 + 22 = 42.
Each takes
2d6 = 3 + 6 = 9 CON damage.
FORT DC 25 for half.
All fail.
Diplomacy check
1d20 + 7 = 20 + 10 + 7 = 37. Fire elemental changes allegiance.
Full attack remaining archer.
Miss due to displacement, hit.
15 damage.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 22, 2008 5:23 am
Kyoji explodes from hiding in a whirlwind of motion, decapitating the Cult Priest before laying two slashes into the Cult Archer that severely wound him. Kyoji vanishes once more at the end of this display. ((Kyoji criticals with his first hit on the Cult Priest, the Doom Blade ends his life in a single blow. Kyoji then deals 90 damage to the Cult Sniper next to him.))
"Almost got it!" Sheila joyfully calls out as she somersaults through the air, opening fire seemingly at random, but a headshot obliterates the skull of one of the Cult Snipers as another bullet ends the life of one of the Snipers on the wall. "Just a bit more!"
((Heroic Surge to S-13. Sheila finishes off the two southern Cult Snipers with a single shot each, then fires only one that manages to hit on the northern Cult Sniper for 20 damage. Er, Alpha you can retake your Spray if you like, since everything you targeted is now dead by other means.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Apr 22, 2008 5:28 am
“Hey there, big bald and shiny!” Maria exclaims as she vanishes only to reappear in the main chamber, “Freeze!!” She points a finger at the dastardly monk, frigid energy coursing over her hand as her eyes flash with power, “You’re under arrest!” A blast of cold shoots through the room, striking the monk and slamming into the wall behind him, not any treasures mind.
[Augmented Dimension Door: J11]
[Maximized Augmented Energy Bolt(Cold)]
[Damage(Cold) 119]
[Fort DC: 10 + 6 + 6 = 22 for HALF, Evasion does not apply]
"Just kidding!" Maria laughs, "You should be so lucky, we'll send you somewhere nice and warm for a few eternities instead."
[Inconstant Location: P11]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 22, 2008 5:37 am
"Blasted wench..." Norakesh mutters as he clenches his teeth and endures the cold. "We'll see... We'll see..." ((Save made. Deadline set for Tuesday Afternoon due to the fact that as of this post only the following still live: Brute at E-8 and the Priest behind him, Norakesh, Cult Sniper next to Kyoji(heavily wounded), Cult Brute next to Tanis (heavily wounded), and the C-12 sniper(lightly wounded))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Apr 22, 2008 7:42 am
Maria yawns, "Whatever."

Posted by: Alpha Tue Apr 22, 2008 9:07 am
Almost as reflex as the heavy wounds smash at him, Tanis lets loose a powerful sound lance that crashes into the cult brute before him. [Quicken cast sound lance Pierce SR: 1d20(15) + 11 = 26. Pass. Defensive casting (18 needed): 1d20(9) + 22 = 31. Pass
Damage: (10d8 x 1.5) + 6 = 73
Fort save DC22 for half damage
Currently at 9hp]
((If this kills it I’ll take Tanis’ actual action, which will probably be throwing an orb or some sort at Norakesh. If not it’ll be another spell against the brute or waiting until somebody else kills it))
Spinning around and wincing at the arrows sticking into and through him, Laeral offers several elvish curses. He then proceeds to pull each arrow out, wincing further. He then runs so he can get a better view of Norakesh, leaving the archer to Kyoji’s capable hands. Rushing back the way he came, chanting all the while, he stops next to Hal and extends an already ice covered finger. Finishing the spell, the ice crystal as before smash into the cultist general, though this time his unholy barrier is not there to dissipate them.
[Move to T14, cast Freeze 4. 83 cold damage, no save
Currently at 65hp]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Apr 22, 2008 9:24 am
The vast majority of the fiends had been crushed, leaving only a few remnants. They wern't the true prey the barbarian sought, but any friend of the Strife Lords was an enemy of Volcanon - and an enemy of the half-giant, as well. Their deaths would serve just as well to thin the Cult's foul ranks.
((Charge + Leap attack to tag the Cult Brute and Priest hiding up in the northwest. All attacks on the brute first, then the priest.
Claw 1: 34
Dmg: 46
Claw 2: 39
Dmg: 50
Claw 3: Crit threat
Confirm: 37
Dmg: 97
Bite: 32
Dmg: 34
Rake 1: 34
Dmg: 46
Rake 2: 46
Dmg: 50
Cleave: 35 claw / 30 bite
Dmg: 48 claw / 38 bite
If bite hits, auto-grapple.
Str: 44
Dodge to the Priest if it somehow survives, if not then redirect to the Archer peeing his pants fifteen feet away.))
<{<{ Gabe }>}>
HP: ??/261; he'll wait to be healed before charging off.
AC: 32, 24 touch (before dodge)
Hit: +37 claw / +32 bite (before PA)
Dmg: 2d6 +21 claw / 2d6 +11 bite (before PA)
Minimum PA: 10

Posted by: Rusty Tue Apr 22, 2008 11:14 am
*Telanna moves forward to aid Kyoji in defeating the Sniper.* *Hal casts another pair of healing spells, one targetting the closest group to him, and the other once again on Gabriel, who seems to attract a lot of attention from the enemies.* *Ombligo casts a spell which sends four glowing yellow motes, crackling with electricity, at the enemy. Two fly at Norakesh, while the other two fly at the Archer, who had been shooting at Ombligo's allies with little worry until now. Ombligo hopes to slow the enemies down with the powerful spell, to let their fates be determined by his allies' actions.*
((Telanna:
Roll to hit: 10 + 36 = 46.
Damage: 31 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 3 [law] + 6 [holy] = 75.
Hal:
Drop Control Weather to cast Mass Cure Serious Wounds. Everyone affected regains 85 HP [I had the math wrong originally]. Hal then casts a quickened Triadspell with three nice Cure Serious Wounds for Gabriel, healing a total of 201 HP.
Ombligo:
Move to V14. Casting Moonbow. 1d4 motes...4 rolled.
Targetting Norakesh with the first 2, and the sniper at C12 with the second 2.
SR checks: 17 + 19 = 36, 11 + 19 = 30
Ranged Touch Attack #1 (Norakesh): 12 + 15 = 27.
Damage: 25 electric and 5 sonic. No save against the damage.
Fort save DC 26 vs. being stunned for 1 round.
Ranged Touch Attack #2 (Norakesh): 15 + 15 = 30.
Damage: 34 electric and 5 sonic. No save against the damage.
Fort save DC 26 vs. being stunned for 1 round.
Ranged Touch Attack #3 (Sniper): 17 + 15 = 32.
Damage: 34 electric and 5 sonic. No save against the damage.
Fort save DC 26 vs. 1 round stun.
Ranged Touch Attack #4 (Sniper): Natural 20. Confirming...18 + 15 = 33.
Damage: 66 electric and 10 sonic. No save against the damage.
Fort save DC 26 vs. 1 round stun.))

Posted by: Alpha Tue Apr 22, 2008 12:03 pm
((figured I'd go ahead and can edit if the brute isn't dead)) The brute dispatched, Tanis steps around the corner, and Norakesh comes into view, one of the only enemies still standing. Seeing Maria's ice ray, he decides to add one of his own, though an orb rather than a ray. Chanting quickly, a small white sphere zooms towards the cultist monk, wracking him with more frigid energy, some of it dangerously around his eyes.
((5' step left, cast an empowered orb of cold at Norakesh
Ranged touch: 1d20(17) + 7(bab) + 3(dex) + 2(cg) + 1(elation) + 1(haste) + 1(prayer) + 2(blessed aim) = 34
Displacement(if needed): 79. Hit
Damage: (15d6 x 1.5) + 6 = 76 cold damage, no save
Fortitude save DC23 or be blinded for one round))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 22, 2008 8:58 pm
Tanis bores a hole through the Brute in front of him with pure sound. The armored giant of a man collapses, dazedly looking up and muttering, "Game over man... Game over..." Sophie casts a healing spell. Imagine that. [Mass Cure Light Wounds: +21 HP]
Meanwhile Gabriel leaps over half the room to crash into the Cult Brute of the north. The many defenses layed on the warrior do not help him as he is torn to pieces, the priest with him shortly following.
"No... NO!!!!" Norakesh mutters as he sees the slaughter, his visage growing unhinged as he sees how badly the battle is turning against him. His voice trembles with disbelief. "We cannot lose! We cannot die, HOW CAN WE?!?!"
"Without our skills..." A Cult Sniper whispers just before Telanna bashes in his skull with her staff.
"Without our supplies..." the other Cult Sniper says before Ombligo, Farain, and Michael's attack converge on him and end his life, incinerating his corpse with spellfire.
"The bloom of the Cult on this land will wither!" Norakesh shouts, as the last of his men falls. "Will die!"
Frost coats his body as runes blaze to life over Norakesh's form, dispelling the damage and revitalizing the general.
"This continent... is slipping... from my grasp..." he mutters as his wounds begin to heal.
((All enemies die except for Norakesh. Norakesh drops below 15% HP and his contingency activates. All healing runes not already used activate with him as the sole target. Norakesh burns 3 Sigils of Superior Healing and 3 Sigils of Greater Healing and heals 179 damage. Norakesh is out of healing runes.))
"Your fault..." Norakesh hisses, glaring at Maria. The psion can hardly utter a word before she turns to stone in an instant.
"Your FAULT!" Norakesh roars, leaping across the room to deliver a stunning kick to Tanis followed by a punch that snaps his neck. In a blur of motion, he whirls around to deliver another punch to Sheila, the blow snapping some of her ribs and causing sparks to fly from the wound.
"YOUR FAULT!!!" Norakesh bellows as his wounds fully heal.
"Ah... I can't be... That slow?" Sheila mutters, holding her wound with a grimace. The grimace turns to a rage-filled scowl as she sees the stone statue form of Maria. "Maria..." Sheila turns back to Norakesh. "You bastard..."
((Free action: Maria fails her Fort save and is turned to stone. (rolled a nat 2) Mark of the Basilisk used up. Norakesh charges Tanis! Hit, hit, hit, miss, miss, miss. Tanis takes 169 damage! Sheila takes 66 damage after DR and NRG resistance!))
An odd feeling of foreboding and doom suddenly fills the air as parts of the room suddenly grow... wavy?
Next turn, loading cinematic. Please wait.

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Apr 22, 2008 10:19 pm
*Aurik is impressed at Norakesh's bounding assault at Tanis. In the Catfolk's defense, he raises his mace against the Runemaster, but the villain is far too quick for his morningstar to make contact. Aurik is then left shock once the Runemaster begins pummeling Tanis. While his form is sloppy due to rage, he connects violently, dropping the warmage to the ground. Aurik had another trick up his sleeve, however.*
: It is not your day to die, Tanis.
*Aurik dismissively waves a hand as though to wave off death. Though Tanis suffered wounds that should have killed him, still he remained, breathing, on the ground. Aurik smiles. It would not be that easy. He would not let his allies die.*
((Aurik casts delay death. Tanis will not die for another 18 rounds. Get to healing.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 22, 2008 10:34 pm
Hulking brutes tear themselves free from holes opening in the air as a small group of Overlords and Ravagers emerge onto the battlefield, each one roaring a terrible battlecry that shakes the foundations of the building. "What? Long range teleportation of this sort should be..." Kyoji mutters as the creatures appear.
"Ah SHIT!" Sheila shouts. "Not these guys again! Crap, crap, crap... Uh... Hey! Everyone focus your fire on one a time to bring them down! Quickly!"
Protected by the bulk of their monstrous minions, two figures appear behind the line of abominations.

Posted by: Alpha Tue Apr 22, 2008 11:15 pm
With even more cursing, Laeral takes a single step and goes into a flurry of attacks. The elf is perhaps too hasty however, as three of his attacks miss cleanly, and a fourth sails past the displacement illusion. A single attack strikes in however, dealing a good amount of damage, and releasing yet more shivering energy into the cult general, vastly impairing his agility. As he attacks, arcane energy streams out, and Maria returns to her normal form, the pertification only lasting a couple of seconds.
[Move to S15, full attack. 3 misses, 2 hits. Another miss from displacement.
Damae: 7d6(28) + 7(str) + 1(enchantment) + 1(elation) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 1(prayer) =
Release shivering touch as a free action: 11 DEX damage, no save
Daggerspell flurry: cast Limited Wish to cast Stone to Flesh on Maria
-300 exp]
[HP: 199/199
AC: 38
Blur, chill fire shield]

Posted by: Rusty Tue Apr 22, 2008 11:42 pm
*Hal does what he does best: heal.* ((Dropping Repulsion to cast another Mass Cure Serious Wounds. Everyone affected regains 85 HP.))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:26 am
((I thought Hal was best at making pies? Oh well.)) As the positive healing energy surges through Tanis’ body, he comes back to consciousness with the traditional deep, gasping breath. Prone of the floor, he recognises that he had only been out for a few seconds. Shutting his eyes and concentrating heavily, he summons a fire storm, throwing all his remaining energy into it. The magical fires burst down, catching each enemy inside the building and avoiding all the cultists’ supplies.
[Stay, cast a sudden maximised fire storm. It hits every enemy on the map and doesn’t hit any supplies.
Defensive casting: 1d20(13) + 22 = 35. Pass
Damage: (15 x 6) + 6 = 96 fire damage. Reflex save DC26 for half damage]
[HP: 59/140
AC: 31 (27 vs. melee, 35 vs. ranged)
Chill fire shield]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:32 am
((Posting deadline: Thursday afternoon.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:44 am
Kethra utters a curse in elvish as creatures appear. The half elven monk steps forward and unleashes a flurry of blows on the beast before her. [5' step forward, full attack. #1: 13 + 22 = 35 Damage: 77 #2: 17 + 22 = 39
Damage: 67
#3: 14 + 22 = 36
Damage: 79
#4: 14 + 17 = 31
Damage: 63
#5: 4 + 12 = 16
Damage: 82
#6: 19 + 22 = 41
Damage: 58
Attack #5 probably missed, but I wasn't sure so I posted damage anyway.
Dodge to the enemy I just attacked.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:48 am
"Thanks for the assist!" Maria chuckles, mentally quiping her vulpine friend, You're slacking, someone else got to me before you did. "Much appreciated." She cracks her fingers, "Oh, what's this, this suddenly turned into some kind of rave?" She tilts her head, "I can dance, I can dance, having the time of my life." She holds out a hand and unelashes a blast of crystalline shards that tear through the great Norakesh and the even greater hulking beast beside him.
[Defensive Casting Passed]
[Empower Augmented Swarm of Crystals]
[No Save]
[57 Slashing Damage to Norakesh and Ravanger]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:49 am
Kethra finds her attacks completely useless against the hulking giant. ((Brilliant Energy weapons do not harm constructs or undead. The Overlord takes no damage.))

Posted by: Rusty Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:58 am
((Kethra doesn't have a Brilliant Energy weapon. She was left out of that casting.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 23, 2008 1:11 am

QUOTE (Rusty @ Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:58 am)
((Kethra doesn't have a Brilliant Energy weapon. She was left out of that casting.))

((*Sigh* "Who has BE?" "Everyone." No matter.))
Kethra's eyes were merely fooling her, she managed to inflict terrible damage on the Overlord.

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Apr 23, 2008 1:13 am
: Elder flame, remove yourself from between them and retreat back with us for now! *The elemental's flames roar brighter and crackle like burning wood, indicating that it would not argue the point. It was surrounded and needed to preserve itself. It defensively flies its way up and over everyone, then back toward its new found allies and saviors.*
((It basically fights defensively and runs its way back to the main group.))
*Now relieved that Tanis was alive and safe from the grip of death for now, Aurik prepares to assault the newcomers to the battlefield. The enemy was still clustered, which would be most effective for what he was about to do. Aurik raises his morningstar, which pulses with all the colors of the visible spectrum. The light then flies out, exploding in front of the far ravager, then brightens into an unbearably bright light and extending out to the ravager closest to him.*
((Radiant Assault, centered on K11
Divine Spell Power: 1d20 + 12 = 14 + 12 = 26. Cast as 4 levels higher (CL 22).
SR for the Overlord: 33.
Damage
15d6 = 5 + 5 + 4 + 2 + 6 + 1 + 5 + 6 + 2 + 4 + 2 + 2 + 4 + 4 + 6 = 58.
Enemies are Dazed for 1d6 = 5 rounds (may take no actions).
WILL save DC 26 for half. Those passing this save are Dazzled for 5 rounds instead (-1 penalty on attack rolls, Search checks, and Spot checks.)))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Apr 23, 2008 8:40 am

QUOTE (Alpha @ Wed Apr 16, 2008 2:28 pm)
Laeralas once more invokes the power of his headband, and with a single word, nearly the entire strike force feel their movements quickening. He then begins a more complex chant, and after a few seconds, a fierce glow envelops the weapons of several Force members.
[Quicken cast Haste on all but Ombligo and Isyndel
Cast Brilliant Aura on: Gabe, Kyoji, Sheila, Van, Laika, Farain, Aurik, Laeralas. Your weapons now have the brilliant energy enchantment]

((There's the ones who have it - might be worth it if somebody dispelled it))

Posted by: Aldur Wed Apr 23, 2008 10:10 am
((I appear to be late.)) http://voxpvoxd.com/aldursfunhouse/Mr%20Bear%20-%20Penny.mp3 Silence seems to descend onto the chaotic battlefield. And a familiar chuckle boomed out, seemingly magnified. It appears much like the previous assaults had no effect on the figures in the midst of the large enemies. What a pity.
"Greetings once more. I do hope everyone's been keeping well? I see some familiar faces and some new ones. I believe introductions are in order! My name is...Amelios. Amelios Adelhyde. It's simply WONDERFUL to meet you. And to those who already have well...there are no words. Aurik? Kethra? Kyoji? Van? Laika? Isn't Cedric with you? Well that is rather a pity. I so wanted to thank him for...reuniting me. I've been watching you all for awhile now.
It's a pity the old man isn't here...but I'm a wonderfully benevolent fellow. His daughter will do for my revenge just fine. Death by sand is just so...undignified. And my Master would like revenge for the death of his brother. This is the end for all of you. Well, some of you anyway. And Gabriel? Well...heh. Doesn't matter."
He laughed, a cold dead sound, the kyantol flipping his long black hair out of his eyes, clad in his familiar near skin tight black armour, his eyes glinting with a mad light.
The Fiendish looking woman next to him dully turned her head, her glance questioning.
"Ah Sulia dearest, why don't you run along and make them bleed a little? Or surprise...Actually. Copy me. Aurik? I was always better than you. Though I hear you freed the birdie. Well done!, have a present from us!"
Amelios nodded, grabbing Sulia's hand and strode out of the shadows created by their mini army.
They point together at Aurik, a dark ray extending from their hands, shooting into the cleric of Volcanon, Amelios stepping behind Sulia as she gets into battle position, the tainted priest of Mitula obviously using her as a shield.
((Amelios M-10, Sulia N-10. Both Cast Energy Drain. Aurik loses 11 levels.))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Apr 23, 2008 11:29 am

QUOTE (VoxPVoxD @ Tue Apr 15, 2008 11:41 am)
Mass Death Ward: Everyone on the force is immune to all death spells, magical death effects, energy drain(negative levels), and any negative energy effects(inflict spells and unholy damage)

lol

Posted by: Aldur Wed Apr 23, 2008 12:18 pm
Because Amelios knew that.

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Apr 23, 2008 2:57 pm
*The resilience of life harmlessly rebounds the crackling, twice-dark energy from Aurik's fiery form. The form seemed familiar, but now it was confirmed, and in the worst way. The news of Amelios' death had apparently been false. Here he stood, and now Sulia fought alongside him, husband and wife reunited once more. Aurik lowers his mace to his side, dread filling his heart at what had become of the two of them. Amelios had been his friend, and Sulia his comrade. They had much in common, and while Amelios had turned from them and ventured off into darkness, it didn't have to be this way.*
: "Amelios! You've been brought back from the brink of death before. I don't see why now should be any different," *he pleads with his lost ally.*
: "Oh Jolly! I love it! Well done Aurik! Lovely trick! I do see you've all been improving! But you know, your speeches need work!" Amelios laughed again, a mirthful smile covering his face as he tilted his head to one side, nodding. "Would like to join me Aurik? I mean, Sulia seems to enjoy it!"
The Former Servant of the Light nodded solemnly, her red hair and demonic features impassive, eyes staring at Aurik as a small sinister smile creeps up on her face.
Aldur: ((As you can see, Sulia is as vocal as ever.))
: "Speech?" *Aurik inquires.* "I will make no speeches to you. I will speak to you as a friend. You talk as though there was friction between us, yet I never noticed." *Aurik looks down slightly, somewhat ashamed of himself. Had he really acted in such a manner as to promote feelings of competition between them?*
: "If it seemed that way, I am sorry. Join you, however? No. I would much prefer you join us. You've been missed, Amelios, purifier of Mitula." *Aurik notes Sulia's devilish, almost feral grin, and becomes slightly unnerved. What had they become?*
: "Missed? Excellent." Amelios chuckles as Sulia opens her mouth to speak.
"Honeyed words shall not sway us from our great task. We have a job to do, as do you it seems. Words waste time."
: "Words are meaningless only when the conversation is meaningless." *Aurik's hand tightens around his morningstar. Sulia's words were unlike her. While Amelios is still much the same, only more... evil, Sulia had become cold.* "However, we have much catching up to do."
: "I speak no honey, venom, spite, or other, flavored tongue. What is yours is yours, and ours is ours. What I do not understand is why? Is the Incubus, Harrol with you as well?"
: "He's rather busy at the moment. Enjoying his reward for...reuniting me with my...dearest." At this Amelios began laughing hysterically, nearly doubling over. It was quite the unerving sight.
Sulia Snorted and pointed her blade at Aurik, eyebrows raised. "As my Lord said. He's not here. I am however...far more than sufficient."
((more to come))

Posted by: YsFanatic Thu Apr 24, 2008 2:10 am
((Short of time, so Van drops guisarme, you can its because of surprise of enemies appearing right next to him, before drawing his sword and attacking the thing right next too him. Dodge to same enemy. Heroic Destiny used to boost hit of one attack...
Hit = 6 + 16 + 3 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 35
Hit = 3 + 11 + 3 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 27
Hit = 4 + 6 + 3 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 23
Hit = 12 + 1 + 3 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 28
Hit = 17 + 16 + 3 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 46
Damage = 6 + 6 + 3 + 1 = 16
Damage = 4 + 6 + 3 + 1 = 14
Damage = 2 + 6 + 3 + 1 = 12
Damage = 2 + 6 + 3 + 1 = 12
Damage = 5 + 6 + 3 + 1 = 15))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Apr 24, 2008 5:33 am
"What? Whose saying that?" Sophie grimances at the crazed words echoing through the hall, unable to spot the speaker. "Is...that some kind of madman?" She turns her eyes to the massive form hovering over her, "Oh...I guess there are...other things to worry about..." She swallows, "...Alex...where are you..."
"You know..." Maria comments, rubbing her chin, "I think this rave is kind of...tame." She chuckles, "Hey Mr. DJ, tell can you hear me, turn the music up!" Her eyes flash and she vanishes.
[Temporal Acceleration: 2 Rounds]
[Energy Wall Sonic [R12 to J12]]
[Directed West]
[Energy Wall Sonic [R8 to J8]
[Directed East]
[Passing through: 2d6 - 2 + 17 Sonic Damage]
[Within 10 feet: 2d6 - 2 Sonic Damage]
[Within 20 feet: 1d6 - 1 Sonic Damage]
[Basically]
[Amelios/Sulia: 3d6 - 3 Sonic Damage]
[Overlords: 3d6 - 3 + 17 Sonic Damage]
((Positioned so as not to catch any treasure in the AoE but double blast the enemies within, if I made a mistake please make as small as possible of an adjustment necessary to fix it. The AoE is 20 feet so it should be possible to place it in without hitting the loot. I think I can limit the length, up to 20ft per caster level, if not I'll edit in a different action.))
The mad cackling of the fiendish Amelios is drowned out by a sudden outpouring of noise.
Maria reappears sitting on a crate and holding her head, "Ah, maybe that's too loud..."
[Maria is at V10]

Posted by: Rusty Thu Apr 24, 2008 3:39 pm
*Telanna attacks the enemy that appeared directly in front of her.* *Ombligo casts a spell in hopes to slow down the enemy to minimize damage.* ((Telanna stays and full attacks. A1: 14 + 36 = 50. Damage: 26 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 9 [holy] + 8 [law] = 78.
A2 (haste): 5 + 36 = 41.
Damage: 22 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 6 [holy] + 8 [law] = 71.
A3: 16 + 31 = 47.
Damage: 21 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 8 [holy] + 7 [law] = 71.
A4: 2 + 26 = 28. Probably misses.
Damage: 15 [weapon] + 35 [STR + magic] + 9 [holy] + 2 [law] = 61.
Ombligo casts Slow. This targets the Ravager, 2 level 1 Overlords, Sulia, Amelios, and Norakesh.
SR checks: 30, 31, 35, 27, 33, 36
WILL save DC 24 to negate.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Apr 24, 2008 9:38 pm
For the briefest second panic struck as new enemies blinked into existence before them. Driven by pure instinct, the Wizardess opened herself to the magic within her; magic born from her fateful duel with the Arcanehon so long ago. She felt it seep through her in a trickle and felt the strain on the walls she had within to hold it at bay and felt the crave of the power to course through her, overtake her, as well as felt her urge to give herself to it. But the magic was hers and hers alone to command, and only a second later she grasped it as her own once more, quickly fusing the streams within her with another energy born of her own studies and practices to birth their offspring. The air about her began flipping erratically in small gusts and gales as the power enveloped her, hands gripped tightly upon the Psychowand.
"Weak, no matter which puppeteer pulls your strings..." she cursed. "Mitula, the Strife Lords, the incubus, whomever. Any power you have is wasted in your inability to control your own fate. Perhaps I solely disagree with Aurik; I have not missed you. Coward."
And then she did the impossible, at least for a student of the arcane such as her, summoning magic she had already cast and buffering it with a surprise power of her own.
((
Defensive Cast Check Passed: Wasted 16 when I needed like a 2.
Feat: Sudden Maximize.
Special activated, Field of Icy Razors cast once more.
18d6 = 108. Should pretty much hit every enemy at this point. Ref half, movement not affected if past, blah blah, I posted all that already.))

Posted by: Aldur Thu Apr 24, 2008 11:05 pm
Aldur posts that Michael blasts stuff. Because he's very busy with stuff. But some people just don't stop prodding. God. ((14+something high ranged touch. Hit. Damage: 26 to scary overlord thing.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Apr 24, 2008 11:19 pm
Sophie grimaces, swallowing uneasily at the ravager before her, "Oh my..." [Defensive Casting Passed!] [Mass Cure Moderate Wounds: +23 HP] [Catching everyone in the room to the north]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Apr 25, 2008 2:26 am
The spells and powers of the group explode around the enemies, burning, slashing, freezing, and searing their huge bodies. Despite horrific damage, the abominations still stand at the end of the barrage, and the trio of villainous traitors and generals have evaded most of the magic. However, the two Ravagers in the main room appear to be clumsier than their companions, unable to avoid as much of the damage as the others.
Kethra's blow for the most part deflect off monstrous flesh, but the two blows that do land are devastating indeed, pulping flesh and breaking bone!
Van strikes again and again with his longsword, but to no avail, the weapon not enough to pierce the thick hide of the monstrous Overlord. Telanna has far better luck, pummeling the huge monster with powerful strike after powerful strike, leaving it battered and bruised. Kyoji appears and disappears in an instant, two more deep gashes appearing in the monster.
((OnlineHost: TheUnknownMarine rolled 7 20-sided dice: 9 3 6 4 2 5 13. *sigh* 2 hits, 5 misses. 70 damage after DR.))
Farain misses all but a single hit on one of the Ravagers.
(15 damage after DR.)
"Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Cackling Villain!" Sheila shouts. "Where the heck did you get Overlords?"
"We make them." Amelios replied, his chuckling come to an end.
"What, you personally? Huh, don't seem like the hands on type," Sheila says with a shrug.
"You don't know what I like to my hands on." Amelios said with a wide grin, causing Sulia to roll her eyes.
"Apparently you like to get your hands on cheesy costumes, skin tight armor? Have some style, man!" Sheila says with a wide grin.
"Like I care what some random intruder thinks." Amelios snorts in reply.
"Hey, I may be a random intruder, but I've fought more baddies than I can count! Your girlfriend there has the better idea, just normal, practical plate," Sheila says, shaking her head. "After all since it's the last thing you'll be wearing you might as well look nice."
"Baddies. Oh wonderful. A tinker paladin are we?" Amelios sighs. "You offworlders...so...self righteous."
"Pala- Me? Paladin?" Sheila bursts out laughing, slapping her knees. "Oh... Oh, man. That's rich! Hey, you don't have to be a paladin to appreciate a good fight against evil!"
"It's the sheer fact you're using words like evil that makes me assume you're so small minded." Amelios smirked patronizingly. "But you're a military soul. Of course you're limited."
"Oh it's the same song and dance as usual," Sheila says with a sigh. "You couldn't possibly understand, you're narrow minded, concepts like good and evil are simple and meaningless, blah blah blah. Heard it all before. So where did you get the idea to build Overlords?"
"Hence why words are useless." Sulia says, looking pointedly sideways at Amelios. He shrugs. "It looks like this conversation is over. So sorry!"
Sheila grins. "Well then, it's time to dance! Limiter off!" Sparks dance over Sheila for a moment as she leaps into the air, guns blazing. "I'll hit you full force! Show me whatcha got!"
((Activate Hypermode with an action point. Full attack. 8 hits for 208 damage on Sulia.))
A rain of bullets rips through Sulia, Sheila firing impossibly fast and with impossible accuracy as round after round drives through her. When the attacks are down, Sheila lands and Sulia is near death.
"Wow! Still standing? This might be fun after all!" Sheila says with a a whistle.
Sulia however appears to not notice it at all, merely raising an eyebrow at the gunslinger. "Quite so." She shuts her eyes, muttering a fell prayer, all her wounds closing.
((Next round's action: Heal.))
One of the Overlords howls mindlessly as it slashes again and again at Isyndel, its claws rebounding off her magical shield.
((4 hits, 103 damage to Isyndel, absorbed by Energy Shield.))
Kethra is a blur of motion as she swiftly dodges attack after attack from the murderous Overlord in front of her. Not even she can dodge them all, though, and a single claw opens a gash in her side.
((One hit on Kethra. 26 damage.))
Van fares worse, claw after claw tearing open his flesh as he desperately tries to fend them off. The Overlord roars in sadistic delight.
((4 hits on Van. 114 damage to Van.))
The Ravager growls in pain, then takes its revenge on Telanna, incredibly strong claws and jaws ripping into the druidess. Not done, the Ravager turns and belches a gout of superheated fire at Van, who isn't able to evade in time.
((3 hits on Telanna. 131 damage to her. Free action: Breath weapon on Van. Rolled a 2, ref save failed. Van takes 57 damage.))
Meanwhile, another Overlord dashes forward, impaling a single claw through Gabriel with glee.
((Charge: hit. 31 damage to Gabriel.))
Ignoring the undead construct, Gabriel bellows a challenge at the northern Ravager, pouncing on it and ripping off huge chunks of its flesh. For a moment, it looks like the abomination might fall under Gabriel's claws, but instead it retaliates with terrible blow after blow. Another lance of fire heads towards Maria, but she is able to duck mostly out of the way.
((Gabe attacks. PA 10: 2 claws, 2 rakes hit, rest miss. 165-60=105 damage after DR. Ravager attacks Gabriel. 3 hit. 172 damage total. Free action: Breath weapon on Maria. Save made. 51/2= 25 damage to Maria.))
Hal leaps aside from another breath attack as Aurik takes two claws to the chest, piercing his plate armor to wound the flesh beneath.
((2 hits. 112 damage to Aurik. Breath Weapon: Hal saved. 46/2= 23 damage.))
"Whelp! This is what you get for letting your guard down!" Norakesh roars as he punches through part of Laeralas' chest, pulling the fist out to immediately launch a kick at Sheila, who ducks under it. Not to lose a moment, Norakesh lands another harsh blow on Tanis, who doesn't die. Norakesh narrows his eyes, recognizing the magic at work. He finishes off his assault by whipping around and crashing into Sheila once more, caving in part of the GICS Agent's ribs with a crushing blow.
((Flurry of Blows and Roundabout Kick. 144 critical to Laeralas. Larry is at -4. 72 to Tanis, who doesn't die. Norakesh IDs Delay Death and stops wasting his attacks, targeting Sheila, missing once, hitting once. 60 to Sheila.))
"Gaaaaah..." Sheila mutters, panting for breath. "This is gonna be ugly..."
Next turn!

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Apr 25, 2008 3:51 am
*Aurik watches as the beasts at the other end of the building assault Gabriel. Aurik quickly waves his hand, lessening the feel of the blows on the leonine berserker. The Ravager's blows fall hard upon Aurik's body, but again, the wards upon him cause his form to flare into a fiery shield, negating parts of the otherwise awesome strikes.*
: Servants of evil will have to do better to defeat us! *Aurik hefts his morningstar high into the air, and it scintillates with dancing flames all about its head.* Lord Volcanon, show these unbelievers the might of your fiery graces! Wash the filthy sores wrought from sin from those who perform your work!
*Healing energies course through all of Aurik's nearby allies, all the way to Lady Sophie, closing their wounds brought by the servants of Strife.*
((Aurik drops a close wounds on Gabriel with Healing Kicker (Aid)
1d4 + 5 = 9 damage healed.
13 additional temporary HP (essentially 22 healed hp)))
Aurik throws down a Mass Cure Critical Wounds from his 8th level domain slot w/ DSP.
Add Healing Kicker Aid.
DSP: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 3 = 7 + 12 = 19. +3 CL (CL 21 + 1 (healing domain) = CL 22)
(4d8+22)*1.5 = (7+1+4+6)*1.5 + 33 = 27 + 33 = 60.
Everyone in the South from Aurik over to Sophie, including Isyndel, gain that and another 13 temp HP as well.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Apr 25, 2008 5:50 am
Gabriel dies, because there really isn't any way for him not to.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Apr 25, 2008 8:32 am
Kethra winces for the briefest moments, when the Overlord inflicts the wound upon her. The monk glares at the Overlord, but rather than waste time on words, she responds in kind. ((Full attack on the Overlord again. #1: 19 + 22 = 41 [Hit] Damage: 72
#2: 8 + 22 = 30 [Miss]
#3: 3 + 22 = 25 [Miss]
#4: 17 + 17 = 34 [Miss]
#5: 13 + 12 = 25 [Miss]
#6: 3 + 22 = 25 [Miss]
Dodge to the Overlord, if it survives the one hit. -.-
Hit Points: 74/145))

Posted by: Rusty Fri Apr 25, 2008 8:35 am
*Pulls back to tend to her wounds, healing them all.* *Ombligo glares at the lich, casting a spell to pierce Amelios's protective spell. He then casts a second spell, catching the lich in it as well, a rainbow burst hitting the group of enemies.*
((If I can think of a way for Hal to save Gabriel...I will. So I won't take Hal's action yet.
Move 5' back. Defensive casting - pass. Telanna heals all of her wounds with a Heal spell.
First, Ombligo will make as many Spellcraft checks are necessary to identify spells in effect. I rolled 10 results because I have no idea how many are needed. Here they are: 45, 38, 36, 35, 40, 33, 34, 42, 40, 40.
Ombligo casts Assay Spell Resistance on Amelios. It's a Swift action.
Ombligo casts Radiant Assault. This will target the 2 Overlords, 1 Ravager, Norakesh, Sulia, and Amelios.
SR checks:
Amelios: 43
Sulia: 23
Overlord 1: 27
Overlord 2: 28
Damage: 5 2 5 5 4 4 2 4 3 5 6 1 6 6 1 = 59 untyped damage.
WILL save DC 28. Successful WILL save means they're dazzled for 3 rounds and take half damage. Unsuccessful WILL save means they're dazed for 3 rounds and take full damage.))

Posted by: Alpha Fri Apr 25, 2008 8:42 am
Laeral merely shrugs as he almost falls, but the healing spells enable him to stay standing. "Maybe," he says. "But I'm the one who'll be able to tell tales of today." The daggerspell then mutters a word, and a small dagger of Force appears behind Norakesh. Laeral then explodes into attacking once more.
[Stay, full attack. Quicken cast persistent blade. Three hits (one a crit, one a upgraded crit), two misses. Another miss from displacement, so one upgraded crit, one hit.
Upgraded Crit damage
[1d6(2) + 7(str) + 1(ench) + 1(elation) + 2(dsp stance) + 1(prayer)] *3 + 6d6 = 63
Hit damage
7d6 + 3(str) + 1(ench) + 2d6(holy) + 1 electric + 1 fire(material) + 1(elation) + 2(dsp stance) + 1(prayer) = 25 normal, 11 holy, 1 fire, 1 electric]
[HP: 131
AC: 38
Blur]

Posted by: Rusty Fri Apr 25, 2008 9:08 am
((I'd also like to note that Gabriel is not dead or even down at all. He should have 58 HP.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Apr 25, 2008 12:59 pm
((*sigh* Action has been changed to give Gabe the Close Wounds, since he'll need it. Everyone on the bottom I suggest you consider your actions very carefully. You've got two options. If you're going to stay and fight KILL NORAKESH FIRST. He heals back all the damage he deals Worry about the Ravager later.
Other option is we fall back around the corner and deal with that Overlord, then deal with everyone else.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Apr 25, 2008 6:43 pm
Kyoji springs from hiding once more to land a rain of devastating slashes on the Ravager, ending with a single devastating cut through the creature's head. The massive abomination gives a mournful howl, then collapses in a heap. ((5 hits, 1 crit, then a Vorpal. Not that it matters, it would've died anyway. Ah well. Ravager in front of Kyoji dies.))

Posted by: Alpha Fri Apr 25, 2008 10:02 pm
Still in his precarous position, Tanis sends another orb of energy at Norakesh, hoping to aid his defeat. Once more, the orb is one of cold, the ice crystals attempting to blind the cult general. [Cast an Empowered Orb of Cold at Norakesh Ranged touch: 1d20(19) + 7(bab) + 3(dex) + 2(cat's grace) + 1(elation) + 1(haste) + 1(prayer) + 2(blessed aim) = 36. Hit
Defensive casting: 1d20(12) + 22 = 34. Pass
Displacement: 1d100(98). Pass
Damage: (15d6 x 1.5) + 6 = 84 cold damage, no save
Fotitude save DC23 or be blinded for 1 round]
[HP: 63/152
AC: 31 (27 vs. melee, 35 vs. ranged]

Posted by: YsFanatic Fri Apr 25, 2008 10:55 pm
((Van Tumbles down to P-18. Total is 21 for Tumble check while moving at half speed. Then he drinks a CSW potion for 17 HP. He now has 31 HP. Dodge to the nearest enemy (Overlord to the south?). Might add flavor later after supper))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat Apr 26, 2008 1:18 am
((Sacrificed a lv3, 7, and 8 spell to absorb damage. Disintegrate Ranged Touch Roll: 13 + 7(BAB) + 4(DEX) + anything else that's up = 24+ Passed fort save: 16 damage.))

Posted by: Cyrus Sat Apr 26, 2008 3:31 am
[Okori takes over a Ravager. Any of them, really. Just pick one.]

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 26, 2008 3:47 am
Sophie chants a sacred prayer, channel sacred healing at the room to the north while her sunburst shines with divine power. [Quickened: Mass Cure Serious Wounds: +32 HP] [Everyone in the northern room] She then turns her attention to the nearby monster, chanting a prayer of wrath and justice.
[Defensive Casting: Passed]
[Flame Strike]
[Ref Half, 54 Damage, Half Divine]
[Centered on the doorway so it catches the ravager but no allies or treasures]
"This...this is getting..." Sophie murmurs uneasily, "Just, whose in charge?" She glances around, "People are shouting orders but no one's listening..."
"Just shut up and do what Sheila told you to do." Maria barks out, "This isn't the time to be losing your head, we know what's up." The psion points a finger at her attacker, unleashing a blast of fire at the great monstrosity.
[Augmented Energy Ray(Fire)]
[Damage: 86 Fire, No Save]
[Touch Attack: 7 + 11 + buffs = 18+]
[Overlord]

Posted by: Tarethen Sat Apr 26, 2008 4:58 am
With Norakesh so close in sight, Farain had to think fast. He kept looking between Norakesh and one of the other enemies on the field, finally deciding to further weaken the foe that had been given them so much trouble. ((Targeting Norakesh. 4 attacks due to haste. Two hit.
Damage 1:
2d6: 4 + 3 + 6 (STR) + 3 (magic) + 6 (Bane) + 4(hunting) + 7 (favored enemy) + 1 (Bracers) + buffs = 34+
Damage 2:
2d6: 5 + 3 + 6 (STR) + 3 (Magic) + 8(bane) + 4 (hunting) + 7 (favored enemy) + 1(bracers) + buffs = 37.+
That's one dead enemy.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Apr 26, 2008 5:35 am
Kethra deals another devastating blow that caves in part of the Overlord's ribs. The monster roars in rage at the half elf monk and prepares to counterattack. Kethra however, is on her guard, managing to dodge aside nearly all of the monster's giant claws. Then Van flees, leaving Kethra to stand against the second Overlord as well. Kethra turns, but isn't fast enough as the second monster bears down on her, battering her with claw after claw. Though she avoids one or two of the attacks, in the end the sheer number wear her down until a single blows decides her fate. The Medallion of Mitula activates, sheathing her body in protective flame until a healer can reach her.
((4 hits,1 crit. 5 misses. A total of 146 damage is dealt to Kethra, KOing her and activating her amulet.))
Ombligo's spell blasts the assembles enemies of Light with just that: light. The Ravagers roar as the scintillating spell dazzles and dazes them, while the others manage to shield their eyes in time. However, no foe escapes unscathed, burns cover all of them now.
((Ravagers fail their saves. Overlord, Amelios and Norakesh pass. Sulia's SR nullifies the spell. Rusty, the ones with the red marks are Ravagers, not Overlords.))
The Ravagers sway in place, unable to function due to Ombligo.
((Dazed, lol.))
Laeralas drives his daggers deep into the Runemaster as Tanis blinds the large man with a burst of pure cold. Patches of pure ice form over Norakesh's eyes, but he growls even while shivering.
"This means nothing... I can still sense your presence. These wounds are terrible, but I'll heal them with your own essence..." Norakesh hisses.
((Nat 1 on save. Heh.))
The Overlord dances away from most of Sophie's fire, but is caught by Maria's own ray. Fire burns away a hunk of the Overlord's flesh, but it seems to ignore the damage, intent on the kill.
((Save passed.))
Okori worms inside another Overlord, overriding its controlling essence with ease.
((Nat 1 on save.))
Gabriel tears apart the Ravager in front of him, ripping apart mutated flesh, armored hide, and reinforced bone with incredible strength, savage will, and divine mandate. When the lionman is done, all that remains of the once mighty monster is a pile of blood, bones, and gore.
((100 or so damage after DR. Kill'd.))
Michael fires a blast at Norakesh, the mystical energy weakening him further as the runes on him begin to ebb.
"Will... Will it really end here?!" Norakesh roars.
Farain takes aim, firing a volley of arrows in quick succession at Norakesh. The blind general dodges aside one of the arrows, batting another away with a bare hand. However, he is simply not fast enough to avoid the remaining two. They sink into the runemaster's chest, dead center. The general slumps down, his lifeblood pouring from his wounds.
"At least..." he mutters. "It was... a good... fight..."
Then he speaks no more, forevermore.
((3 hit, Norakesh uses Deflect Arrows to nullify one. Displacement passed. Norakesh drops to -18 and dies.))
The Overlord keeps battering on Isyndel's shield with all the singlemindedness of an automaton, blow after blow draining the magical energy stored within the archwizardess.
((5 hits. 113 damage to Isyndel))
"Hey!" Sheila shouts, turning towards Sulia. "I didn't say we were done dancing yet!"
The agent unleashes a hail of bullets towards the demonic woman, once again tearing through her flesh and bringing close to death. However, Amelios is there, healing her with a touch and probably some sarcastic comment about how she needs her husband even now. Sheila fumes.
"Oh, MAN that's annoying!" she shouts as Sulia once more is healed of her damage.
((2 crits, 5 hits. 188 damage total. Amelios Heals away the damage. Not sure where you wanted to move, so I just took you out of the wall.))
Next turn
((Deadline is Sunday, but I'd truly prefer to have this wrapped up tommorrow.))

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 26, 2008 9:20 am
((Since Hal's action was skipped last round, despite my request to either not move the game while I was gone for several hours or take his action for me, I'm going to have him save Kethra. He'll move to the right of Ombligo last round and use Delay Death on Kethra, keeping her alive for a while.
Before I can take my actions this round, I still need to know the results of my Spellcraft checks.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Apr 26, 2008 11:39 am
Sophie sends another wave of healing to the group up north. [Mass Cure Critical Wounds: +38 HP]

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Apr 26, 2008 2:30 pm
*Aurik mutters a short invocation of Volcanon, a bead around his wrist beginning to glow. A sudden rapture feels him, magic feeling as though it surges through his body. With that, he is prepared to attempt a quick finish to this battle. He begins a rousing speech, his voice becoming ever more distorted, deeper, and like that of a fire elemental.*
: Amelios Adlehyde, whatever foul deeds the Strife Lords have done, you should know now that they cannot come to fruition! Do not drag your wife or other innocents into the pit they have made for themselves. All that awaits in their service is death!
*Aurik speaks a final word, finishing with a sacred word of power. His body flashes, igniting, and releasing divine energy over his side of the battlefield.*
((Aurik activates Prayer Bead: Karma. Aurik's CL increases by 4. (Use activated item not requiring it to be held, touched, or anything. Just be on his body. No action required.) Doesn't provoke an AoO.
Aurik casts Holy Word powered with Divine Spell Power.
DSP: 1d20 + 12 = 10 + 12 = 22. Aurik casts as though 4 levels higher (CL 26).
Defensive casting passes even on a nat 1 with the -10.
SR for Amelios, since unlike what I was told earlier, he actually does have SR:
Amelios: 1d20 + 26 = 12 + 26 = 38.
Sulia: 1d20 + 26 = 20 + 26 = 46.
Those with
HD < 16 - Dead
16 < HD < 21 - Paralyzed, Blinded, Deafened
21 < HD < 25 - Blinded, Deafened
HD = 26 - Deafened.
Duration effects
Dead - Forever, lulz
Paralysis - 1d10 minutes = 10 minutes.
Blindness - 2d4 rounds = 2 + 4 = 6 rounds.
Deafness - 1d4 rounds = 4 rounds.
Will catch Amelios, Sulia, Ravager, and overlord to the right.
If you are in the force and secretly evil, sorry in advance.))

Posted by: Alpha Sat Apr 26, 2008 4:22 pm
Even as Norakesh falls, Laeral steps into the area the general had once occupied. : “You fought well,” he says quietly, with grudging respect. “The tales shall be grand indeed.” The elven warrior then steps forward towards the ravager, and his persistent blade zips around the back of it, its old target now gone. As the elf strikes out again and again with his daggers he chants a spell, aiming at where he knows this ‘Amelios’ to be. A thin green ray shoots out, going past the ravager and into the enemy cleric.
The slashes from the Laeral's enchanted daggers prove to be too much for the abomination before him. The last slash closes across the foul creature's throat, and it collapses to the ground, quite clearly dead.
[5’ step, full attack. Persistent blade moves around the ravager
Swift action: Assay Spell Resistance: +10 for SR checks against Amelios
Full attack + daggerspell flurry
Quickened spell: Disintergrate
Ranged touch against Amelios: 1d20(20)…hit
SR: 1d20(18) + 16(CL) + 10(assay spell resistance) = 44
Damage: 32d6 = 118 damage. Fort save DC23 to only take 22 damage instead
Full attack the ravager
Attack 1: 1d20(17)…crit threat
Confirm: 1d20(18)…upgraded crit threat
Confirm: 1d20(1)...normal critical
Critical attack roll: 1d20(18) + 8(bab) + 8(dex) + 1(focus) +1(enchantment) -2(twf) + 4(greater heroism) + 1(haste) + 1(elation) + 1(bless) + 1(prayer) + 2(dagger spell stance) + 2(flank) + 4(critical strike) = 50
Damage: [1d6 + 7(str) + 1(ench) + 1(elation) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 1(prayer)] x2 + 5d6(sneak) + 1d6(crit strike) = 53
Attack 2: 1d20(16) + 23 = 39
Damage: 1d6 + 3(str) + 1(ench) + 5d6(sneak) + 1d6(crit strike) + 2d6(holy) + 1 electric + 1 fire(material) + 1(elation) + 2(daggerspell stance) + 1(prayer) = 28 normal, 7 holy, 1 fire, 1 electric
Attack 3: 1d20(10) + 28 = 38
Damage: 7d6 + 12 = 41
Attack 4: 1d20(18)…crit threat
Confirm: 1d20(2) + 29. Uncertain.
Damage: 7d6 + 8 + 2d6(holy) + 1 electric + 1 fire(material) = 35 normal, 5 holy, 1 fire, 1 electric (47 normal if a crit)
Haste attack: 1d20(13) + 32 = 45
Damage: 7d6 + 12 = 41
Ravager is uber dead]
((I realise that normally you wouldn’t be able to quicken a spell and cast a swift spell in the same turn. However, with daggerspell flurry, the quickened spell becomes part of the full attack, so a swift action as well works.
Also, I realise the rolls are insane. I did them in chat though, and have the log if you want to see))
[HP: 199/199
AC: 38
Blur]
With the immediately close enemies gone, Tanis finds he can finally rise from his prone position without incurring attacks. Getting to his feet, he sets his targets on the overlord by Sophie and Isyndel. Quickly chanting he sends another freezing orb at the construct.
[Move action to stand up
Empowered Orb of Cold at the bottom right Overlord
Ranged touch: 26
Damage: (15d6 x 1.5) + 6 = 76 cold damage, no save
Fotitude save DC23 or be blinded for 1 round
[HP: 136/140
AC: 31]

Posted by: Cyrus Sat Apr 26, 2008 10:28 pm
Okori, in full and masterful control of the Overlord's facilities, snorts at the now-paralyzed undead cleric before he lumbers over, hopping into the air before landing on the skeletal fiend and crushing him into the ground. [Grapple. Auto-success due to Holy Word paralysis. Motion to pin. Success.]

Posted by: Rusty Sat Apr 26, 2008 11:23 pm
*Telanna leaps forward to attack the enemy assaulting Kethra, but her attacks end up wild and only a single attack hits.* *Ombligo crackles with electricity as he sends three lightning lances into the Overlord near Isyndel and one near Kethra.*
((AIM hates Telanna so she only hits once. She full attacks on the charge, using a wildshape.
21 weapon + 35 STR + 7 holy + 5 law = 68 to the Overlord directly south.
Ombligo definitely passes the SR checks. Born of the Three Thunders, baby.
He hits because it's a ranged touch attack and he needs a 1 to miss. Thankfully, AIM didn't hate Ombligo.
LL #1's damage (Overlord by Isyndel): 6 4 2 5 119 electricity + 11 untyped + 22 sonic damage. FORT save DC 24 to halve the electricity damage only.
LL #2's damage: 12 electricity + 10 untyped + 17 sonic damage. FORT save DC 24 to halve the electricity damage only.
LL #3's damage: 21 electricity + 12 untyped + 12 sonic damage. FORT save DC 24 to halve the electricity damage only.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 27, 2008 12:37 am
With Sulia and Amelios paralyzed by the spell, the few remaining Overlords fall to spells, bullets, fists, staves, arrows, swords, and the various other attacks stacked against them. Though fierce, they are nothing compared to the strength and teamwork of the Shining Force.
((This turn alone kills all but one Overlord. Next turn there's no way it can survive, so...
Victory!
XP:
10000 for level 16s
8000 for level 17s
18000 for level 14s
14500 for level 15s
Treasure:
110,000 gold. 11,800 gold in a chest of varied gems. 12,000 gold in various works of art and jewelry. 40,000 (32K now, after the 8K that was destroyed.) gold in various mundane items and arms. Incandescent blue sphere Ioun Stone (+2 Wis), Manual of Gainful Exercise (+1 Str), +3 Greatsword, +3 Large Steel Shield.
On Norakesh you find:
Bracers of Armor +8
Amulet of Mighty Fists +5
Boots of Speed
Monk's Belt
Headband of Intellect +6
Cloak of Resistance +5
Ring of Protection +5
Ring of Freedom of Movement
On the enemy soldiers you find:
5 Full Plate Armors +4, 12 Large Steel Shields +3, 5 Masterwork Heavy Lances +3, 11 Full Plates +2, 4 Composite Longbow+4 (Str+3), 4 Heavy Spears +4, 3 Warmaces+4.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Apr 27, 2008 12:45 am
((AURIK BECOMES LEVEL 17 (CLR 5/Combat Medic 5/Radiant Servant of Volcanon 7)! HP increase by 6! BAB increase by 1! Heal increases by 1! Knowledge: Religion increases by 1!
Spellcraft increases by 1!
Spot increases by 1!
Aurik gains 1 4th level spell slot!
Aurik gains 1 6th level spell slot!
Aurik gains 1 9th level spell slot!))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sun Apr 27, 2008 1:35 am
((Isyndel gains a level. She learns spells and gains some skill points and whatnot. Deadly Sunstroke, Bigby's Crushing Hand, Reaving Dispel.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 27, 2008 1:43 am
Amelios says a speech of some sort, and then vanishes, leaving his wife behind. ((I'll assume it's the time for Word of Recall, given that it's about the only option left for a blind and deaf dark priest. All checks passed. Amelios makes it out, Sulia is still paralyzed. I know you had something to say, so I leave this here and shall edit in whatever you send me.))

Posted by: Tarethen Sun Apr 27, 2008 2:10 am
((Level up and all of that. Farain is now level 15! Centaur 6/Ranger 6/Stalker of Kharash 3 HP increased by 12! BAB increased by 1! FORT increased by 1!
WILL increased by 1!
Gained a rank in spot!
Gained a rank in listen!
Gained 4 ranks in hide!))

Posted by: Rusty Sun Apr 27, 2008 2:27 am
((I'll edit in some RPing later, but right now, note that Ombligo uses Limited Wish to restore the damaged supplies. -300 XP.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Apr 27, 2008 4:11 am
: "Oh wow," Sheila says, reloading one of her guns with a green-marked clip and walking over to the paralyzed Sulia. "Why didn't you just do that to begin with?" *Aurik breathes a heavy sigh of relief, placing his morningstar at his side. He, too, walks over toward Sulia, careful to avoid the psionically created walls still spewing energy.*
: "My apologies. I forgot I had these," *Aurik says, lifting his wrist to show the prayer beads.* "With Volcanon unsealed, it seems my prayers to Him are answered more readily, and for that I am grateful."
: "Naw, 'sfine," Sheila says, putting the barrel of her gun to Sulia's temple. "Everything turned out OK."
: "Thank goodness," Laeral says, moving over to join them. "It could have been a lot worse."
*Aurik turns to look back at Laika, who was still petrified.*
: "Yes. Laika is unfortunately still stoned. I will attend to him on the morrow." *Aurik turns his attention back toward Sulia.*
((Kno: Rel 28. ID on Sulia's new form?))
((Hey, she's a half fiend now. How'd that happen?))
: "Wretched weakling," Isyndel spat in irritation. "I grow tired of his memory tormenting us, but at least we have a chance to save his better half."
: "What foul magic could have turned one of the Light's holiest of servants into this half-fiendish monstrosity?"
: Laeral shakes his head sadly. "I have never heard of such a thing. However, such an area of understanding it outside of my knowledge."
: "Not strong enough magic," Sheila says as she fires.
: "Isyndel, do you have any insight on this matter?" *Aurik pauses, taking in Isyndel's earlier words.*
((Isy: Kno(Arc), SpellC: 32, 43))
((Laeral: 33, 43))
((Your best guess is it's some sort of infusion of fel essence caused by the Strife Lords.))
A green spark dances over Sulia's head and she slumps over as Sheila begins changing the clip.
: "I had hoped this matter closed," Kyoji says with a sigh. "My luck is the same as ever."
: "While I understand your sentiment and the pain he caused, he was still once a traveling companion of ours, a friend and healer, and a servant of Mitula. If whatever he has done to himself can be undone, then we should try for it."
: "How many times have you tried to bring him back now, Aurik?" Laeral asks.
*Aurik looks to the ground, saddened by the question.*
: "Not enough."
: She nodded as she began her examination in conjunction with Laeralas, her agreement with the statement as obvious as her irritation with it well obvious.
: Laeral frowns, but keeps his thoughts to himself.
: "Amelios became a servant of the Strife Lords after being turned by Shailtor. Doubt crept into his heart after a series of emotional trials he failed to pass. He attacked us once before with a horde of demons, but he escaped before we could bring him back."
(("No Aurik," TheUnknownMarine adds. "You are the demons."))
: "We also have encountered him before," Tanis says, walking over. "Sorel killed him with a spell of sand."
: "A moment I might have cherished were I to have born witness to it," the Wizardess adds.
*Aurik looks at Isyndel, flabbergasted that she could feel that way.*
: "Isyndel..."
*Aurik returns his gaze to Tanis, curious on the matter.*
: "You say he was killed once before? By your forces? What happened to him?"
((Gorrik pops in OoC and exlaims how he was there, and brings the king of ropes along. Getting everyone wasted as they tell the story of the Archery contest, the electrical socket, the sand and the beginning of Sorel's never ending deaths.))
: "Fear not Aurik, we will abide by your desire to save him in that regard," she replied, pacing carefully around Sulia during her examination. "I simply do not hold him in the regard you do. Any desire I hold to restore Amelios comes only for my desire to do so for Sulia."
: Tanis thinks for a moment, as if reaching a distant memory. "Much has happened since then, but I believe he was just left on the battlefield. We did not think to do anything with his body, I suspect.
((Kai: "Any desire I hold for Amelios comes only for my desire to do so for Sulia." Hot.))
*Aurik rubs his chin and pursed lips at the thought. Leaving such an enemy as such was not the best idea.*
: "I see. Far different than our travelling with Sir Cedric. He would have either set fire to the body, or, if the battle was indoors, set explosives."
: "We had no idea of his nature. We did not go around burning every enemy we defeated," the catfolk says quietly.
: "Or a smokestick."
: "That was Brand," *Aurik chides.*
: "Who?"
: "Yes, I try to forget him every day I wake as well."
: "So whaddya wanna do with Miss Personality?" Sheila asks, prodding the unconscious Sulia with a shoe.
: "We must get her back to the Fort. I will alert Cedric that we have recovered her. I suggest we place her in an area of null magic and ward against teleportation."
: "So do we just tie her to Varro then?" Sheila asks.
: "Whatever is done, it will give us adequate time to study her condition further, and to devise a method to counter it. In the meantime, be prudent -- despite his withdrawal, I do not expect Amelios to take this particularly lightly."
: *Aurik nods in agreement.* "Chaining her to Varro may be a bit... extreme. We have the facilities to hold her, and can fill it with antimagic. However, I suggest that if we have not begun to do so already, we place anti-scrying wards as well. Isyndel, I would greatly appreciate it if you would study this with me. I am sure that together we can overcome and reverse what has happened to Sulia."
: "The sooner the better. Consider my talents at your disposal."
: "Tying her up is really better"
*Aurik crosses his arms, unsure of how to proceed.*
: "I would prefer to impede her freedom as little as possible, though I see there may be no choice."
: "In case she wakes up, bind and gag her," Kyoji says, pointing to Sulia. "We cannot be too safe."
*Aurik nods once more, agreeing with Kyoji's sentiment.*
: "Agreed. Are any of us skilled in knots?"
: "Let's gather up the supplies and what we can salvage," Kyoji says, looking around. "Then let's destroy this place so they can't use it."
: *Aurik sighs* "I was hoping we could delay on the subject a bit further, but yes, we cannot leave this facility to be reused by the Strife Lords or the Cult."
: "Mar, we set to skip on back?" Sheila asks.
Maria manifests teleportation circle.
*Aurik has a sudden stroke of inspiration.*
: "Wait. I just had a thought. We'll need more hands to carry, and Laika is not necessarily finished yet." *Aurik walks over to the petrified werewolf, then lays a hand on his shoulder.*
Laika breaks through the stone, as it crumbles to his feet ready to pounce, but unfourtunately cannot find an evil soul to strike.
*Aurik gives Laika a warm smile, squeezing his shoulder in a friendly manner.*
: "Welcome back, friend."
: "It looks like I missed the fun." Laika says with a small shrug.
*Aurik releases his hand from Laika's shoulder as the wolfman begins to fly into a rage, dropping it back to his side.*
: "Amelios was here."
: "That is not something I wanted to hear." Laika says before a large chunk of wall became missing, as the werewolf's fist struck it in frustration.
*Aurik puts up a hand to stop his enraged friend.*
: "Calm yourself! We have Sulia back. If you would like, you can channel your rage to help clear this storehouse before we destroy it."
: Sheila starts humming a tune as she begins carting stuff into the teleportation area. "So you really used to know these guys?"
: "Yes. We were friends and allies once. It feels like long ago, now." *Aurik sees Sulia still there.* "I would suggest getting Sulia back to the base as soon as possible. Laika and I can move the storehouse's wares quickly enough."
((Total weight calc'd to be less than 2 tons. Aurik and Laika can move about 5 tons, with almost 4 of that being Laika.))
Laika doesn't reply, instead he summons all his strength and lifts all of the treausre at once.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 27, 2008 5:11 am
The loot is loaded up, the base set to flames, and the prisoner secured as the battle-weary soldiers vanish in a flash of light to reappear at the fort so far away... News filters in from a herald sent by King Nick to help keep the Force apprised of the global situation. The Cult on Rune once again tried and failed to take the plains of Pao Prairie. Not only that, but due to the aid provided them, Prompt was able to break its siege and push the demons and cultists to the Great Wall of Runefaust itself!
However, all is not good tidings. Cyris Clawbane and his troops made a landing near Malorie and rampaged through the castle-city, laying waste to the proud bastion and its citizenry. Survivors fleeing the decimated land report mass executions, imprisonments, conscription, rape, pillage, just about every atrocity imaginable. The fleet now clusters nearby, but the troops once held in them have taken and begun fortifying the city. Lightning assaults against Lookover have begun as troops begin to hold the Great Wall.
Lord Tristus, his wife, and their child Algernon are reported as having been brutally and publically killed.
The situation is truly dire.
Hale and his men return from scouting the area of Southern Parmecia they were sent to. They report the area peaceful and relatively untouched by the war, with no Cult presence.
((Cult rolls: 23 and 26. Prompt roll: 58 Pao roll: 67. Empire Rolls: 26 on Aspia, 100 on Malorie. Aspina rolls: 36 for Aspia, 8 for Malorie.))
Alexander and whoever he choses to accompany him arrive safely in Odegan.
Updated World Map:
http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/4479/sfcwivworldmapfirstmontmz0.jpg

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Apr 27, 2008 6:50 am
((Kethra goes up a level. Updated character sheet has been sent to Rusty. ^_^))

Posted by: Alpha Sun Apr 27, 2008 1:09 pm
((Laeralas gains a level in Unseen Seer! (Rogue 2/Wizard 3/Daggerspell Mage 10/Unseen Seer 2) Max hit points increases by 6! Base attack bonus increases by 1! Will save increases by 1! Uses advanced learning to learn the Grave Strike spell!
Gains the bonus feat Silent Spell!
Gains 10 skill points (Concentration [1], Hide [1], Knowledge Planes [3], Listen [1], Move Silently [1], Search [1], Spellcraft [1], Spot [1]
Learns the new spells: Greater Dispel Magic, Solipsism, Avasculate
Gains one extra 6th level slot and one extra 7th level slot
Tanis gains a level in Warmage! (Warmage 8/Fatespinner 4/Incantatar 4, ECL 17)
Max hit points increases by 8!
Base attack bonus increases by 1!
Will save increases by 1!
Gains class ability Armoured Mage [Medium]
Gains a skill point in Concentration, Intimidate, Knowledge [Arcana], Profession [Gambler], Spellcraft
Gained access to level 8 warmage spells! Tanis learns Horrid Wilting, Incendiary Cloud, Polar Ray, Prismatic Wall, Scintillating Pattern, Greater Shout, Sunburst.
Gained one extra 7th level and four extra 8th level castings per day
I'll send the updated sheets when Rusty's on later))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Apr 28, 2008 1:57 am
After a series of short range teleports and hiking, Radford's Rangers and Alex's Avengers arrive in Odegan, the capital city of the Kingdom of Odegan. People bustle around the castle town, and it appears largely ignorant of the outside world.
((Both IV teams are here. Search at will/do whatever.))

Posted by: Alpha Mon Apr 28, 2008 2:06 am
Laeralas and Talacre start to wonder off into a bustling crowd, but the older brother remembers Alex's request of them. : "Alex, do you mind if we wonder around, search and maybe gather some information?" he asks.

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Apr 28, 2008 2:19 am
Sophie nods, "Alex, if you need any divination cast, just let me know." She looks around the quiet city, "I could go ask questions too, what should I ask? I don't know that anyone knows about the Ur, they didn't even in Bedoe! But maybe they'll have some kidn of clue that we can use."

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Mon Apr 28, 2008 7:53 am
The group barely arrives in town that Enrick is already missing from Alexander's group. The fancy noble went off to find his favorite place of gathering whenever he came to visit Odegan. Thus Enrick entered the inn-tavern of the town, sat down at the counter and ordered a glass of red wine, taking time to banter with people. However the light atmosphere gets the best of him and guided by whim alone, he enjoys himself without caring much anymore about what he came here for. The locals didn't seem overly talkative either this day which furthered his change of plan. A nice town indeed.
((GI check: Nat 1. lol))

Posted by: Rusty Mon Apr 28, 2008 8:16 am
: "Gathering information is fine, and encouraged. Our primary objective here is to gain leads on the possible location of that dark shrine Mitula spoke of - the one where the last of the Ur Priests reside. However, it's also important that we find out about what's going on in the area. We'll split up and meet back at the gate when night falls."
*Alexander turns to Sophie.*
: "It's doubtful they'll know of the Ur by name here, so ask people if they've seen any towers in the area, or if they've heard of any in the east. Obviously, it'll be best to ask a mercenary or adventurer, since the locals here probably travel to places like that or even hear of them. However, you could ask the locals what's happening here in Odegan, and if anyone looks out of place, ask where they're from. If they're from one of the neighboring kingdoms, find out as much information as you can regarding that. As for divination spells...see what you can find on the location of the temple. If you have no luck there, you could try to find one of the heroes, especially Synbios or Medion."
*He then turns to speak to the group as a whole again.*
: "All right. Remember, meet back at the gate when night falls. Good luck, everyone."
((Alex goes to gather general information, information on neighboring kingdoms/areas, and...if possible, information on towers/temples.
16 + 8 = 24 on general
4 + 8 = 12 on neighboring kingdoms/areas
15 + 8 = 23 on towers/temples))

Posted by: Alpha Mon Apr 28, 2008 8:54 am
With a shrug and nod, Laeral and Tal begin to walk away. : "A simple, 'yes that's fine' would have done," Laeral remarks to his brother when they're out of earshot, eliciting a chuckle from the younger elf. They then proceed to wander the city, gathering information, performing a general search and keeping their keen eyesight out for anything unsual. The brothers are in escpecially good spirits this day, and they go about their task with skill and appear very amicable to nearly everybody they meet.
[Gather info from Laeral:
1d20(16) + 6 = 22
1d20(20) + 6 + 10(bonus) + 2(aid another) = 38
1d20(20) + 6 + 10(bonus) = 36]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 29, 2008 1:45 am
: "We'll just stand by for now, until something comes up," Jim says, looking around. "We stick out like sore thumbs. Tell us when you find something and we'll support you," Jim turns back to his troops. "Until then everyone is free to explore. Just keep in touch with each other, we don't want to get irrevocably split up here."
Enrick is in the tavern getting drunk.
Alexander learns the following:
General:
"Thanks to our brave adventuring Knights, Odegan is very peaceful!"
"A man came through hear by the name of Boken. He stayed for a little while, then I think he set out for the Hobbit Village."
"The Fairies of Gudo love to play tricks. They usually won't appear in front of humans with their true appearance. They will appear in many different places in disguise."
"Earlier, a really handsome knight arrived here with some others! Oooh, I hope I see him again before he leaves..."
"Odegan can afford to remain neutral thanks to the mountains that surround us. It's a good thing, too! Our military is rather small."
"A really beautiful elf woman is studying the libraries at the Castle and of the town. They say she's some sort of sage!"
Neighbors:
"Damn Empire! They won't be satisfied until all Parmecia is under their heel!"
Towers/Temples:
"Long ago the power of the fairies sealed the Dark Titan Suruto within the Underground Marsh. Legend has it he's still there, powerless and angry!"
"There are five Labyrinths within Odegan, Jump, Air, Light, Sand, and Water! Each seals a Djinn within it! Er, except for the Light Labyrinth. I.. uh, actually don't know what's within that one."
"Some wierd folks came around here earlier asking about the various Djinn labyrinths around here. They left only a day after arrival. Guess they didn't like the food?"

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue Apr 29, 2008 1:52 am
"Huh? My thumb doesn't hurt," Viki asks quizzically, her head cocked to the side. "You should see a doctor if your thumb hurts. Everyone is bound to notice if you're waving your hand around with your thumb sticking out. Um...can I look around too?"
The Blinking Mage twirls her Wow Wow Wand behind her as she leans forward, grinning madly. "If I stand here I might fall asleep!"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Apr 29, 2008 2:04 am
: "Yeah," Jim nods to Viki. "Go right ahead."

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue Apr 29, 2008 3:10 am
((Sweet, sweet irony. Gather Information Roll = 1.)) "Good, if I fall asleep my feet are going to get tired," Viki says happily, turning to begin her wanderings. "Ehhhh...I wonder what's over this way?"

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Tue Apr 29, 2008 7:21 pm
"What didja jes say?" a heavily intoxicated burly man next to Enrick says, suddenly turning around. Enrick shifts around on his stool and sets his eyes upon him. : "Why, that there would only be so many ways to accommodate the so-called Waral Delight with elvish food!" He answers on the tone of conversation, "The former is certainly far too spicy which overshadows the refined culinary methods so typical to our pointy eared friends. Such a pity, both are usually exquisite." He adds resolutely, taking a sip of his wine which empties his glass.
"Whaddya, sum kinda FRUIT?" the man accuses, pointing at Enrick disdainfully.
The nobleman arches an eyebrow at the drunk's unmannered speech and merely turns and gestures to the bartender.
"Another one please." He asks unceremoniously.
"Uh, excuse me?" He then replies back to his neighbour.
"Yer think yer all that with yer fancy clothes and fancy edumacation, and yer smile full of teeth!" the man slurs. "I oughta teach you a lesson you smarmy rich boy!"
"Well you're obviously in the condition to do so..." He retorts skeptically as the man at the bar brings back another glass silently and fills it with wine.
"That said, I'm not quite in the mood for a lecture right now." He reaches for the glass full of the delicious beverage and takes an appraising sip, digging through his bag with the other hand, "'side, there will be plenty of time for this... Ah, how to put it nicely... Whenever I please?" He lays some silver pieces on the counter for the drinks and raises this same hand palm open, grinning at the stranger smugly.
: "Au plaisir."
Enrick then snaps his fingers and vanishes from sight, walking stealthily toward the exit.
"Wait, how does someone from another planet speak French?" the bartender wonders aloud.
"That's Destonian!" A smooth and cheery voice answers back from the door.
Enrick then leaves the inn headed back to his comrades to the rendez-vous point.

Posted by: Alpha Tue Apr 29, 2008 7:32 pm
The two brothers walk down the streets of Odegan, jovially speaking with townsfolk on the way, when they reach an intersection in the street. Tal sees a pretty girl walk by and his attention wanders. Laeralas sees a striking blond haired warrior in white plate accompanied by a halfling in clerical vestments and a somewhat short elven woman with short green hair emerge from the intersection.
Laeral elbows his brother sharply.
: "No time for that," he says. "Do it later when we actually have time to spare." As they approach the intersection, Laeral immediately spots the noticeable trio, seeming almost as out of place to him as he and his brother might appear to some of the city’s inhabitants. “I wonder who they are…,” he mutters, giving the elven woman an appraising look - not many people outside Stamp have green hair.
The trio begins walking down the street, getting many a look from passersby.
: “Who’re they?” Talacre asks his brother as he pauses in his stride, following his gaze.
: “I’m…not sure,” Laeral replies slowly. It then suddenly hits him, as he recalls tales David and Hedoba had told him. “It’s Prince Medion,” he breathes out, shock in his tone.
: “Wha-what? You’re sure?” the younger elf asks. “Well, what are we waiting for? We have to talk to them!” Without waiting for a response the quick elf begins walking quicker than some can run. “Excuse me,” he calls to them when he’s only a couple of metres away.
With a sign and shrug at his younger brother’s antics, Laeral follows after Talacre, catching up only a couple of seconds after he had called out.
The three turn.
: "Yes?" the blonde haired one asks.
Laeral manages to reply before his obviously excited brother does.
: “We were wondering if we might speak with you,” he politely requests. “David told me many tales of your travels together,” he adds with a smile, by way of explaining how he has recognised the three.
: "David? Ah, you must be from Stamp Village," the Prince says with a smile. "You seem to know who we are, but I'm afraid we're at a disadvantage. You would be?"
: “I’m Laeralas,” the elf replies.
: “My name is Talacre,” the younger elf then puts in.
: “Yes, we are from Stamp,” Laeral goes on. “Though we haven’t been there for some time. We’re currently here gathering information with other members of our Force.”
: "Your Force?" Medion asks, raising an eyebrow.
: “Yes,” Laeral says with a smile. “Our leader is Alexander Bernhart. Perhaps you have heard of him?”
: "Nope," Syntesis says, shaking her head.
: “Wait," Medion says, tapping his chin. "I heard something of a resistance force against the Cult in the southern lands led by a Bernhart. Would this be the same man?"
: “That it would," Talacre says, grinning. "Though it isn't just one Force. There are several of us all banded together."
: "Oh?" Medion asks.
With a slight sigh and grin, Laeral explains.
: “Yes, we have grouped together from all over. There are groups from Cypress, south-west Parmecia, and varying members from eastern Parmecia,” he says, ticking them off with his fingers. “There is another group also, though I am not entirely sure where they’re from. Oh, and there are a couple of people from Rune too.”
: "Are they all led by this Bernhart?" Medion asks. "You fight the Cult?"
: “No, there are several leaders,” Laeral says. “Alex is just the leader for our group. And yes, we are united for the purpose of fighting and defeating the Cult.”
: "Interesting. Are you staying in Odegan long?" Medion asks. "I came here to speak with the king about sending aid to Aspia, but the Odegans don't seem to want anything to do with the outside world. Perhaps we could talk later?"
: “We are to meet back at the gate at nightfall,” Laeral replies. “Though if need be, we can certainly stay longer.” He then pauses a moment, before continuing gravely, his usually cheerful expression gone. “And I wish you all luck in gaining help for Aspia, for they are in need. Have you heard the latest news of the war there?”
: "No, we've been busy with talks," the Prince says. "What news is there?"
: “It is not good,” Laeral says quietly. “Malorie has been overrun. Lord Tristus, Lady Margaret and their son have been executed.”
Uryudo pales at the news, Medion closes his eyes and sets his jaw, and Syntesis' jaw drops in horror.
: "That..." Syntesis mutters. "We knew he said he would, but we hoped..."
: “I had hoped..." Medion says quietly. "That father would at least fight this war honorably. Perhaps I expected too much of him."
: “I am sorry we have to deliver such grave news,” Talacre says, also quiet. “It is important that you know, however.”
Medion nods, but doesn't say anything.
Laeral is silent for a few seconds before saying anything more.
: “Well, we’ll let you be on your way,” he says, still quiet. “Come to the city at nightfall if you want to speak further. Alex will be there also, and can likely give you better information.” He pauses for a moment. “It has been an honour to meet you,” he adds, and his brother nods emphatically.
The Prince nods.
: "The honor was all mine. I'll see you then."
Both elves nod and walk off silently, their mood now significantly dropped. Indeed it a fair distance before either of them says anything.
: “Hardly the conversation you’d hope for when meeting Prince Medion for the first time,” Talacre says with disappointment.
: “True, true,” Laeral agrees. “But these are the times we live in,” he says heavily.
: “Come on, big brother,” Talacre says, managing a smile. “Let us go see what else we can find out.”

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue Apr 29, 2008 11:02 pm
Viki is walking along when suddenly she feels a familiar tickling sensation in her nose. Unable to stop it, Viki inhales deeply and sneezes, vanishing from Odegan and reappearing in a large tent, in front of a tall male elf with long blond hair. The elf jumps back in his seat, stacks of maps and papers surrounding him.
"What?! Teleportations like that are supposed to be impossible now!" he shouts. "Who are yo-"
Viki sneezes again and this time she reappears in a small hut lined with books. An old man in blue robes with a pointy hat sits in a chair before her. He carries a staff with a globe on the end, two smaller globes magically circling it.
He raises an eyebrow at the Blinking Rune's owner. "Eh? Well you're here early. Where are the oth-"
Another sneeze and Viki reappears far in the Cypressian Mountains... Far above that is.
Viki begins to fall, soaring downward towards the ground until at last she sneezes again, bringing her right back to where she was standing in Odegan.
"Waaaa....," she murmurs, wiping her nose with her sleeve. "Wh...wh...who...waaaa. I ... don't feel so good."

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Tue Apr 29, 2008 11:13 pm
"Oh, hello there uh... hmm... ah, Viki! What did you learn interesting?" Says Enrick who happened to walk by here then and is still invisible but forgot.

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue Apr 29, 2008 11:42 pm
"That I d-d-d-don't like g-g-ghosts," the girl replies, her Wand clutched tightly to her as her head darts side to side frenetically.

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Wed Apr 30, 2008 12:22 am
"Ah. Well, neither do I in any case, that much is certain!" Enrick replies assuredly, "Petty troublemakers! What's more I've got to put up with the most narrow-minded and mean of them all!" "I can hear you." A glacial voice retorts back as a light breeze begins to blow from a spot near Enrick and Viki.
".....Uh. Ah... eh heheh... Now... That's not what I think it is, is it?" The invisible noble wonders nervously recognizing the familiar voice.
"Get out of my sight, insolent punk!" The ghost duke thunders with disgust, "You're disgraceful as ever to your family name!"
"What the hell are you doing here?! Are you going to stick with me like my shadow wherever I go now?"
"Precisely." This one explains quietly, "Don't think you're off the hook even if you're out of Destonia! I have my eyes on you, little rascal!"
"You've lost it completely!... And won't you show yourself up already?! It's getting real cold around here!" He complains shakily.
"Good! So much the better! Here is hoping that it will carve a semblance of cold logic in this void skull of yours!" Orick snaps back, sending chills down Enrick's spine.
Enrick grits his teeth.
"Whatever you say, gust of wind!"
"...Hmph. So be it, I can suffer your impertinence no longer today."
With that, the faint wind ceases and the other presence is gone.
Enrick heaves an annoyed sigh.
"That old man is relentless I swear."

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Apr 30, 2008 12:31 am
"Ehhhhh....," she mumbles, chuckling nervously. "But...but..um...you're a ghost too...I think. Oooh, why am I having such bad luck today?! Ohhh..." Still clutching her Wand tightly to her, she starts walking again, mumbling to herself the whole time.

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Wed Apr 30, 2008 12:37 am
Enrick throws a quizzical glance at the blinking mage, looking at her with round eyes as she walks away. "Huh... Strange times we live in, eh?" The noble walks away in turn.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 30, 2008 2:37 am
Jim leans against the stone wall of one of the town buildings, tilting his head back to look at the sky. While her commander stared at the sky, Melissa's eyes examined each and every person she saw. Those sensitive to her gaze might get the feeling that she was categorizing how much of a threat they might be, and they would be correct to think that. However, there were periods where her vigil were interrupted by the need to re-adjust the blast armor she was currently wearing in place of her normal powered armor. In all her long years of warfare, she had never worn regular body armor before, and she found it to be rather irritating.
"You might find the armor more comfortable if you adjusted the second and third torso strap to be looser," Jim said, head still tilted.
"Tried that, sir," the Spartan says while adjusting the armor and holster straps yet again.
Jim turns towards Melissa. watching her adjust her armor for while before shaking his head and speaking. "OK. Stop for a moment and look at me. You're wearing the same basic armor I've got on, so take a look at how I'm wearing mine. Should give you a better idea of how to get it feeling right. The M-44 Blast Armor is designed for maximum protection and maximum mobility, if it feels uncomfortable enough that you need to shift around, you've put something on wrong," Jim says, pointing to his chest plate. "Middle strap snug, but not tight, outer straps a little loose to allow for flexibility. See?"
"With all due respect sir, I don't think it matters. With all the years I've spent wearing MJOLNIR armor means that any kind of standard armor is going to be uncomfortable to me." Melissa adjusts the armor anyway, but sighs when done. "Still doesn't feel natural, sir."
Jim sighs. "I guess you'll just have to get used to it. I can barely tell I'm wearing armor anymore." Jim is quiet for a moment, then he speaks again. "I know that it's designed to be so, but I never really understood how power armor could be all that comfortable."
"MJOLNIR armor links to your neural interface, that in conjuction to the hydrostatic gel and reactive crystal layers allows it to feel like a part of your body. This armor just feels dead, sir."
Jim chuckles. "It feels dead so you won't have to. You should spend more time outside of your armor. It's good to have a feel for working without it, and I'm also pretty sure that skin that pale isn't a sign of great health," Jim comments, returning his gaze to the sky.
"Never had that kind of luxury, sir."
"Well, you do now," Jim says. "A whole lot of luxuries you didn't have before I understand."
"So I understand, sir. But our current task comes before I attempt to excercise any of them."
"Of course," Jim says with a nod. "Commendable. That being said, there's nothing mission related to do for a while. Why not explore the town?"
"Sir, no sir. Too many possible chances for a surprise attack up on you, and losing you would affect the team in obvious ways."
Jim sighs. "Sheila was right, I really do have a bodyguard. You do know that prior to my acceptance of this post I ran solo missions for three years in high risk conditions?"
"However, you were not leading a platoon at that time, correct sir?"
Jim's expression is unreadable beneath his mask. "...correct."
"In which case you responsible only for yourself, but now others depend on your leadership. Naturally that means that means that you need to be kept alive."
"This is true, but really, I've done quite a job keeping myself alive for the past decade," Jim protests quietly.
"You know that nothing is for certain in war, sir," the Spartan replies just as quietly.
Jim is quiet for a while, the image of a firestorm on top of a mountain shrine playing itself out in his mind. "That... is very true."
Jim looks up at the sky for a while longer before sighing again. "What would you do if you were here without an objective? Without a mission?"
"Find a legal government and enlist," Melissa answers quickly. However, after a moment she adds to that statement. "So long it was government not bent on genocide."
Jim is quiet for a moment, then he bursts out laughing.
"No... No, no. I mean, if you were here on leave, say."
The Spartan is silent for a few moments. "I do not know, sir."
Jim sighs. "Right... Well then, why not explore the town? Maybe something will catch your eye."
"Sir, not unless you pick someone else to protect you, sir."
Jim sighs. "Why don't I simply tag along, then?"
The Spartan silently considers this. "Acceptable, sir."
"Lead on," Jim says, gesturing.
With a glance at Jim, Melissa picks a random direction and starts to carefully pick her path through the crowd.
Jim follows after her.

Posted by: Alpha Thu May 01, 2008 12:49 am
"The Castle Guard chased off a bunch of intruders the other night. They didn't take anything, but apparently they were snooping around." "I can't believe what that sage was wearing! She must be using some sort of magic to maintain that get-up!"
The brothers glance at each other, both knowing an individual who matches that description.
: “Where might we find this sage?” Laeral asks.
"Eh? Oh just look in the city's libraries. She'll probably in the Castle's though."
Upon gaining this information, the brothers elven head to the castle gates and ask if they can gain access to the Castle library.
Laeralas is allowed into the library when he demonstrates his arcane skill. The somewhat snooty head librarian then promptly denies entry to Talacre, turning his nose up at the other brothers' martial instead of arcane skills. The castle library is a large room filled with books. A few people in robes wander around, reading and scratching down notes.
Talacre happily waits outside, not bothered at being denied entry. Books were his brother’s forte after all, not his. He just does insanely high jumps and walks on the air to pass the time.
: “My thanks,” Laeral says to the librarian, heading in. He immediately begins searching the library for this sage.
Laeralas doesn't need to look far, because standing... or sitting rather, as a stark contrast to the dignified men in robes around her, an elf woman sits boredly at a table, a book in one hand. She flicks her fingers on the other hand and the pages turn themselves.
What sets this sage apart from the others is her appearance. Deep blue hair cascades over her back, while a golden half circle hovers over her shoulders. An exotic and somewhat immodest azure outfit covers her, and a purple orb floats beside her.
Laeralas looks closer, trying to place the sage's identity. He notes small gold hoop earrings in the elf maiden's ears, and larger gold hoops decorating the robe like sleeves of her outfit. A thick oval shaped gold ring hangs from her outfit at the neck.
http://www.shiningforcecentral.com/artwork/ss2/0/salamander_stella.jpg
Laeral shrugs, not recognising the maiden. Figuring he may as well speak to her, he walks over.
: “Excuse me,” he says.
"You're excused," the sage says, not looking up.
: “Well that’s good to know,” Laeral replies. “Might I have a few words?” he asks.
"You seem determined to," the sage says, putting the book down.
Laeral laughs lightly.
: “I’d hardly call that determined, but if you say so,” he says. “I was wondering who you are,” he adds.
"Many people do," the sage says. "Was that all?"
: “No,” Laeral replies with a grin. “You didn’t answer what I wanted to know. Perhaps I should rephrase. What’s your name?”
"Stella. Yours?"
: “I see,” Laeral says, recognising the name, though that one belonged to another person he knew of. “I’m Laeralas. Excuse my intrusion. I heard of you in town, and the description offered is similar to somebody from my village. Naturally, I was curious.”
"It's fine, I was expecting it," Stella says with a wave.
Laeral nods.
: “Well, thank you for your time,” he says and turns to leave.
"That was it?" Stella asks.
: “Yes,” Laeral says, turning back. “You’re not who I thought you might be, and you appear to be quite busy. Unless you wouldn’t mind me asking more questions?” he asks. “My group’s leader has sent us out to gather information.”
"I'm a sage, it's my business to answer questions," Stella says, making a gesture. The floating purple orb comes to her hand. "Speak."
Laeral grins.
: “Fair enough,” he says. “Do you know of the Ur?” he asks.
"Mmmm," Stella murmurs, putting a finger on her lips. "The prefix meaning first or predecessor, the rune, or the priesthood?"
Laeral chuckles.
: "The priesthood," he says.
"Yes, I know a fair amount about them. They rail against the gods, steal divine power, and were driven to near extinction a century or two or three ago," Stella says, nodding. "What do you want to know about them?"
: “Well, they appear to have returned with more powerful. Until recently, there were three factions of them, each led by a high priest. Two of those are gone now. My group and I are searching for the final one, a dark elf named Ethuri and the dark shrine where he resides. We’ve been told the general area, but the area beyond the great wall of Aspia is quite large.”
"Well, I should think the starting place for your search would be obvious if it's beyond the Great Wall," Stella says.
"...and a dark shrine." Stella says as Laeralas thinks.
: “I’m afraid I have never journeyed beyond the great wall, and my knowledge of what lies there is severely limited. You’ll forgive me if I ask you to elaborate,” he replies.
Stella regards Laeralas curiously. "Surely you've heard of the Expedition to the North?"
: “Of course,” Laeral says. “But I only really know of Remotest and…ah,” he says with a nod, remembering. “The Divine Palace of Bulzome.”
"Indeed. That seems the logical place to start," Stella says. "Of course there have been quite a few odd characters running around here as well. I chalked them up to the Cult, but if the Ur have risen again, perhaps they have something to do with it."
: “It’s possible that it’s a combination of the two,” Laeral comments. “From what we’ve been told, they’re working mutually, though not side by side.”
"Mmmm. Ominous," Stella says. "Was there anything else?"
: “At the very least,” Laeral agrees with a chuckle. “Not especially, unless you know of anything particularly unusual going on in the region?” He pauses. “Even by today’s standards.”
Stella taps her finger on her forehead a few times, closing her eyes. "Aside from the Prince visiting, a wandering explorer is... well, wandering and exploring here. There's also been strange people sighted trying to get into the castle and also around the various Labyrinths scattered around the kingdom. Aside from that, Odegan is at it ever was."
: “I see,” Laeral says with a nod. “Well, that should be all.” He offers the elven woman a bow. “My thanks for you time.”
"Welcome," Stella says as she begins to replace the book onto a shelf.
Laeral shrugs, and begins to walk to the library exit.
As Laeralas turns to leave, Stella clears her throat loudly. "Where are you going?"
: “To ask if there are any books on the daggerspell guardians, and if not, then back into town,” he replies. “I have to meet up with my group soon.”
"You haven't paid me yet," Stella states.
Laeral frowns.
: “My apologies. I did not realise your services had a fee. You didn’t mention it after all.”
"I said that as a sage, answers are my business," Stella says with a smile. "You just never asked a price. How will you pay for the information I've given you?"
Laeral shrugs.
: “A point in your favour,” he remarks. “Surely however you have set prices for the amount of information you tell?”
Stella shakes her head. "My prices depend on what the customer can afford. Set prices are so... impersonal."
: “Either that or they let some customers pay far higher than what you’d require,” he says with a laugh. “Very well. I have three and a half thousand gold on me. Is fifteen hundred adequate?”
Stella frowns, tilting her head at Laeralas. "Gold... that's so... boring. What else do you have?"
Laeral laughs again.
: “I several magical items of varying power, but they tend to ensure my survival in battle. Plus, none of them are unique. Hmm,” and he remembers something else. “How about this,” and he reaches under his tunic, bringing out the red keycard he had picked up at Megiddo. “A keycard recovered from the Ancients’ ruins of Megiddo.”
Stella smiles as she takes the keycard from Laeralas' hand. "Yes... This will do nicely for most of it. A small remainder to pay, what else?"
: “What else were you looking for?” Laeral asks.
"Anything of the right worth that strikes my fancy," Stella says, standing up and making a gesture. The orb floats towards her, following her. "If you have nothing else, don't worry. I'll simply tag along until I find what I'm looking for. “That won't be a problem..." Stella smiles. "...will it?"
: “So you’re looking for something unique then?” the elf asks. “Well, I see no reason to object you coming with us. You might even find more business. Though,” and he pauses for a moment, inwardly groaning. “My brother will likely swoon at the sight of you,” he adds.
"My dear boy, if I got upset at such a thing as males swooning over me, I wouldn't be able to get out of bed in the morning," Stella says with a light laugh.
: “Boy?” Laeral replies, also with a laugh. “I am over fifty you know. But I said it more for me to prepare for it. It can get tiring.” He shrugs. “I’ll just ask the head librarian about that book and then we can go.”
"As you wish," Stella says with a slight smile.
Laeral stares at the sage for a moment with an odd expression, before making his way to the head librarian to make his query.
: "Excuse me," he says. "Do you have any books on the daggerspell guardians?" he asks, not really expecting a positive answer.
"No," the librarian replies.
“Ah well, thanks anyway,” Laeral says with a sigh, before walking back to where Stella is. “Well, I’m ready,” he says. “Shall we?”
"Lead on," Stella says.
With a nod, Laeral heads for the exit. Once they’re outside, Talacre does indeed seem very interested at the appearance of Stella, but a warning look from his brother stops him from saying anything yet.
: “Stella, this is my brother, Talacre.” He looks to Tal. “So it wasn’t Hedoba, but she’s potentially answered our questions about the location of the third high priest.” He pauses. “She’ll be coming with us until her payment is complete,” he says with a shrug, to which Talacre merely nods. He then turns to the sage and offers a nod of greeting. “In any case,” Laeral continues, “We should head back to the city gates. It’ll be getting dark soon.”
"Pleasure to meet you, Talacre," Stella says.
: “And you,” the younger elf replies with a smile. He then glances back to Laeral. “Well, let’s go then,” and the brothers begin to head back to the city gates.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu May 01, 2008 4:37 am
Meanwhile... The barracks and servants quarters completed, the workers of Fort Ordalia now have refuge from the bitter cold. Unfortunately, the same cannot be said of the valiant heroes of the Fort... but then again, most are off and about anyway.
Week 2: Fort Ordalia Construction Completed
> Servant Dorms.
> Tinker Labs.
>Partial First Floor of the Force Dorms (30K/100K first floor)
Week 3: Construction Priorities
>Training Complex
>First Floor of the Force Dorms (60K/100K first floor)
>Stables

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu May 01, 2008 12:54 pm

QUOTE (Alpha @ Thu May 01, 2008 7:49 am)
http://www.shiningforcecentral.com/artwork/ss2/0/salamander_stella.jpg

((So... You brought in a Shining Soul character? I guess there was no other way to find someone who could anatomically compete with Sheila.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu May 01, 2008 6:08 pm

QUOTE (Kaihaku @ Thu May 01, 2008 12:54 pm)
((So... You brought in a Shining Soul character? I guess there was no other way to find someone who could anatomically compete with Sheila.))

((No, not until I hit Sophie with a permanent Alter Self effect.))

Posted by: Aldur Fri May 02, 2008 2:20 am
Michael is a sad panda.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri May 02, 2008 2:50 am
The sun begins to set in the distance, casting its dying rays across the castle-city of Odegan. Members of two armies gather at the town gate as this happens, to share information gathered. "Hello all," Laeral says cheerily. "This is Stella, a sage," and he indicates the blue haired elven woman. "Be careful if you ask her questions - she might charge you," he adds with a grin.
"Who?" *Dagron asks uninterestedly.*
"Stella," the elven woman says. "But introductions can wait for our distinguished guests to arrive, I suppose."
*Alex nods to Stella.* "Hello. It is nice to meet you...Wait...You wouldn't happen to be the elf woman that was studying at the libraries in town, would you?"
"Yes, that would be me," Stella says.
*Dagron's head perks up at the sound of libraries.*
*Smiling, Alex continues.* "I heard about you, briefly. What a coincidence!"
"She does seem to be the talk of many around town," Laeral agrees. "And she clued me to where the final Ur Priests might be."
*The hero's smile broadens.* "Excellent! Thank you very much. Did you find her, Laeralas?"
"We know where the last Ur Priest is? When can I eat him?"
Stella smiles. "No thanks are needed... just payment."
"I did," Laeral says with a nod to Alex. "And I also ran into somebody else." He turns to the sage. "Part payment, you said."
"Indeed I did," Stella says.
*Alex frowns.* "Ah, payment. How much were you looking for?"
"Not gold apparently," Laeral explains. "Something more unique. She asked to tag along until she finds something adequate."
"I already paid some of the fee with a keycard I found in Megiddo."
"Gold is easy to come by," Stella explains, crossing her arms. "I'm after things that are more... esoteric in value. More interesting."
So far having watched the conversation unfold silently, Enrick's speaks suddenly to no one in particular. "My, isn't she tough in business. *chuckle*"
"Oh, but guess what who else we ran into, Alex," Talacre says excitedly. "Somebody very important."
*Alex nods, looking at Stella.* "All right, that's fair. If you see anything of interest along the way, let us know, and we'll bargain. I'm sure you won't regret your decision, though. We're likely to find some very interesting things."
*Alex then turns to Talacre.* "Oh? Who might that be?"
Stella chuckles at Alex's statement. "Oh, I have no doubt. I'm sure I can find... something I want."
Talacre frowns slightly. "Not a single guess?"
"Oh, I dunno," *Dagron muses.* "Maybe... Lord Synbios or someone."
"Ooooh, close, very close," Talacre says with a laugh.
"Now you're just playing," *Dagron chides.*
Talacre chuckles. "Prince Medion!" he exclaims.
Enrick opens wide eyes at the revelation.
"... you ca-" *Dagron then realizes that Talacre is being completely serious, and he stops slouching lazily off to the side, stands up, and his eyes widen.*"Where!?"
"What's more, he said he would meet us here to talk more," Laeral says. "He was heading to a meeting earlier, and didn't have too much to talk."
"What are we talking about?"
Tal shrugs. "I don't know where now, but as Laeral says, he should be coming."
"I see," *Dagron remarks, though obviously wanting more information.*
"He seemed interested in our Forces and that we were fighting the Cult.. He's also heard of Alex and us," Laeral says to the young dragon.
"Does he travel alone?" Enrick asks suddenly, bursting out of his thoughtful silence.
"That's a good sign," Jim says. "If we can get the Prince on our side, we might be able to rally Imperial support to him instead of the Emperor."
"In a way, he is on our side," Laeral says to Jolly Jim. "King Benertram told us that he's been working towards at least halting the war."
"I see," Jim says.
"No, he wasn't alone, Enrick. Syntesis and Uryudo were with him."
*Dagron snorts, some smoke pouring from his nostrils.*"There is no 'halting' this war. We have to beat them. That's it. No more, no less."
"I was referring to that between the Aspinians and the Imperials," Laeral says.
"Oh. Them." *Dagron scratches his head, getting another thought.*
"Pappetts wasn't with them, was he? I don't want him getting any ideas..."
Laeral laughs. "No, there were only three when we encountered them."
"Well, this is certainly great news for the resistance." Enrick finally replies.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," a male voice says as a trio of figures approach the group. When they get closer, they are recognizable as Prince Medion and his companions, Syntesis, and Uryudo.
"Greetings again, Prince," Laeral says, turning to face the newcomers.
"And also to you too, Syntesis and Uryudo," Laeral adds.
Enrick's head shifts to the three immediately, "Prince Medion! What are you doing here?? I thought!... Ah, I haven't heard from you in ages!" The noble walks ahead of the others to greet the Prince.
*Alex smiles, almost in shock. Prince Medion was really there. Promptly, the paladin extends his hand to the hero.* "Prince Medion...It is an honor to meet you!"
"This is Alex Bernhart, Prince," Laeralas says, introducing the Heroes.
Viki chose this time to pop back up.
*Dagron bows his head to the lone heir to the empire.*"Greetings, Prince Medion. Sir Campbell is not with you?"
Syntesis takes a bow as Uryudo waves nervously. The Prince shakes Alex's hand vigorously, then appears confused as Enrick addresses him.
"Ah... excuse me, I don't believe we've met?" Medion asks.
"Ah, my apologies Prince." He extends a warm hand, "Enrick van Maerglecrow!... The... Last son of the Maerglecrows of Destonia. We never got to meet each other but I've heard many a thing about you from when you were-... I never understood why your father took such drastic measures I..." He pauses a moment and shakes his head, "Pardon me... It's just that you're the last person I expected to meet in such a remote place!"
"Ah yes, I've heard of the Maerglecrows... Well, you at least. You're exactly the way I imagined you," the Prince says as he shakes Enrick's hand.
*Alex speaks to Prince Medion, chuckling a little.* "What brings you out this way? It's funny, because I was having my troops ask about your whereabouts, and here you are!"
"Field Commander Jim Radford," Jim says as he shakes Medion's hand. "I head an independant faction that has a stake in seeing the Cult fall."
"Ah..." the Prince says to Alex. "Well you no doubt heard that I was exiled for my role in halting the first invasion of Aspia?"
"You could say that Laeral and I really lucked out in gathering information today," Talacre says to Alex, with a smile.
*Alex nods.* "I think I recall something like that. And definitely, Talacre. Great work, both of you."
"Such a blessed meeting! Ah, there were even ill rumors of your death spreading in the capital for a while but you're here!" Enrick rejoices, then puts on a more serious expression "Be assured that a few nobles there still wholly support you, though they won't admit it publicly. They fear retaliation you know?"
"Since my father decided to war again, I decided I would travel the lands and try to rally support either for the Republic or for peace talks," Medion says."I've had a little success with the former and next to none with the latter, I fear."
"That is good to hear," the Prince says, smiling at Enrick.
Enrick returns the smile and falls silent.
"So you fight the Cult?" Medion asks.
Alex: "Indeed. We recently crushed their strongholds in Prompt. We're making definite progress, that's for sure. So, I assume Laeralas has told you why we're in the region?"
"Actually, I didn't elaborate much," Laeral says. "We didn't actually talk for too long. I just outlined who were are really."
"Ah, all right. Well, we were searching for the location of a dark temple in which an Ur priest resides, though now Laeralas has found that information through Stella here. I also wanted to investigate what was going on in the area. Since you're here, we may stay in eastern Parmecia longer than expected," says Alex.
"I don't expect to be here longer than a few days more," Medion says. "The Odegans are sympathetic, but their military is small. They simply can't help much."
"Where do you plan to go next, if you don't mind me asking?" Laeral says.
"Enrich for a little while, then move on into the Southern Parmecian nations," Medion says with a nod.
"We've already been to Enrich onces, but..." Syntesis says with a sigh. "They seemed to kinda be undecided, so maybe another go will do the trick."
"Please, tell me a little about your forces," Prince Medion asks Alex.
"We're a varied bunch, as you might've noticed. Most of us from Parmecia, actually. We banded together to stop the Chaos Cult, and recently we allied alongside Jim's forces, and two other great forces as well. Oh, before I forget, we're going to Stamp to set it free from the Empire's grip. I had underestimated the Emperor. I did not expect him to be so aggressive," Alex replies.
"You should meet him someday. A charming individual." Enrick comments and rolls his eyes.
"Well what do you expect? His name IS 'Dominate'," Sheila quips.
*Alexander glares at Sheila. He then looks at Medion again.* "I know you've surely heard this thousands of times, but I am sorry."
Prince Medion frowns. "That is... all right. If there was something you could've done I'm sure you'd have done it."
"So you oppose the Cult as well as the Empire? You've quite a long list of enemies then. Who are these 'Ur'?" Medion asks.
"They steal the essence of the Gods, draining their power," Laeral replies.
"Take your father's ambitions, then turn them toward the Gods. Then, instead of wanting to own the Gods, think of stealing the Gods' powers. That's pretty much the Ur," *Dagron remarks.*
"A band of prigs in robe who think toying with the gods is alright." Enrick states bluntly.
"Until recently, both Mitula nd Volcanon were sealed within their temples being drained by them."
*Dagron looks sheepish for a moment.*"I... um... accidentally set Mitula's grove on fire fighting against them. We fixed it, though!"
"With information supplied by Stella, I think we know the location of the third Ur faction." He pauses for emphasis. "The Palace of Bulzome.”
Medion curses softly. "We should've levelled that place before we left."
*Alex nods.* "Of course...That would make sense. I was confused, because she had said to the north. I hadn't taken into account that it was also very, very fast east. However, perhaps it was best we went here first."
"What can you tell us about the Temple, Prince?" Laeral asks.
"The shrine was protected by a complex mechanism that required two secondary shrines to be taken in order to open up the path to the temple proper... We disabled that before we left, though," Medion says. "What would you know about it?"
"Anything useful I suppose, if we're going to be going there," the elf says.
Dagron recalls that the Shrine was were Bulzome was worshipped by the Bulzome Sect. It was their headquarters.
Laeralas recalls that the Shrine is in a frozen mountain range, so the terrain would be very rough.
"There really isn't that much to say," Medion says. "The Walcuray was disabled, the gates disabled, Bulzome slain... There shouldn't be much of anything there left now but a fortified old building."
"Could any of them be enabled again?"
"Hmm...," Laeal mutters. "If the Ur are there, it probably means we won't be able to teleport in though. It'll be some difficult terrain to cover on foot for us to get there."
"Perfect hideout if you ask me." Enrick mutters.
*Alexander folds his arms.* "Well, if we're smart about it, getting there won't be too troublesome. The greater difficulty lies inside, and getting inside, for that matter."
"Well, I don't think so," Syntesis says. "The Walcuray was in a really sorry state when we left, though I guess it's possible they could've repaired it... If they did, take out the Control Staff with positive enegy!"
"Hm... Even though Bulzome was destroyed there, Remotest was their headquarters and the seat of Bulzome's powers. Could the Ur be feeding off the remnants of his power? Thank you for the hint, Syntesis," Dagron says.
"Hey, yeah!" Talacre says to DAGRON. "Maybe some of his unholy aura remains in the place."
Syntesis shrugs. "It's possible... I barely know anything about them."
"It certainly would be possible to do so, and having been defeated, Bulzome's power would be far more easily harnessed," *Dagron muses.* "What might we expect if they were to wield his power?"
"Why are you asking me? You're the ones that have been fighting them!" Syntesis says.
*Alex shakes his head.* "Given they're the remnants of Bulzome's power, I don't think it should be anything quite like fighting the Vandal himself. However, if it's possible for them to use some of his energy, this could be the deadliest Ur of all."
*Dagron snorts.* "Maybe because YOU'RE the ones that fought Bulzome?"
*Dagron sighs, continuing*
"So? YOU'RE the ones that have been fighting Ur priests!" Syntesis counters.
*Dagron continues, ignoring Syntesis' outburst*
"Now there, no getting awry." Enrick mediates.
Laeral looks at Alex. "Is Bulzome's power comparable to Mitula and Volcanon's though?" he says. "The answer to that might indicate how deadly they might be."
"When we fought an Ur Priest named Naerth in Mitula's shrine, he wielded her actual power and artifacts. This is what I am interested in. Now, if we can stop this foolishness, it might actually be important."
"Why you... I oughta bolt your scaly hide!" Syntesis yells.
Medion puts a hand on the elf's shoulder and she quiets down, though she continues to glare at Dagron.
*Dagron blinks a few times, unimpressed, then looks at Medion.*
Enrick sighs.
*Noting his glare, he comes up with the most potent comeback and justification ever.*
"Hey, she started it!"
"Look, I don't want to start problems here, but the world is more or less at stake, and I want us all to be prepared for what is to come. Please, whatever information you have, it could be useful." *Dagron tries to plead to Medion's sense of duty.* "You should understand this most of all, Prince."
"You are right, there is indeed much at stake, so perhaps both of you should simply leave this behind you and work together," Medion offers. "Little spats like these are nothing to what we face."
"I agree." *Dagron smiles, and offers a talon to Syntesis.*
"Haha, got her," *he thinks*
*Alex frowns.* "What I'm concerned about is the possibility of Bulzome's power consuming the Ur priest - that is, taking control. Do you think that's possible?"
*Dagron shrugs* "If we defeat them, we defeat them. I don't see the difference."
"Well, the difference lies in intelligence. But if it is simply raw power and it is impossible for Bulzome to return in any form at all, then I won't be too worried," Alex says.
Syntesis frowns as she shakes Dagron's talon.
"Gracia slew Bulzome in every sense of the word," Prince Medion says. "There should be no way he could return."
*Alex looks confused.* "Then how is it possible to use his power?"
"He might be gone, but his essence may remain," Laeral says.
"It's not impossible, considering he was sealed there for a thousand years."
"So... What's the plan?" Enrick inquires, "Bulzome or not, something has to be done about those Ur in the cold north."
*The paladin looks to Jim.* "What do you think we should focus on first - Stamp, or the Ur?"
Both Arishel brothers watch the commander intently, waiting for his answer.
"With two of three of their leaders dead, I'm hoping the Ur are on the defensive. The Imperials however, are most certainly not. Malorie proves that," Jim replies. "I think after we conclude our business in Odegan, it might be best to aid the Republic and try to win them some breathing room, as we planned previously," Jim says with a nod.
*Alex nods.* "Fair enough. Medion, you're going to Enrich? Though we might be parting ways right now, we should keep in contact, where possible. Our allies reside in Fort Ordalia."
Enrick frowns at Jim's remark but remains silent.
"Blasted oath..." He thinks, bitterly.
"Fort Ordalia?" Medion asks.
"It's in Cypress," Talacre says. "Though...I'm not entirely sure where."
"I can take you there!" Viki interjects with delight, bouncing up and down on her heels twice in excitement. And then she immediately ceases, clutching her wand tightly as she looks about pensively once more. "If it gets me away from all these ghosts..."
"Boo." *Dagron shouts.*
"Aii!" she squeals, immediately falling onto her rear. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry...ohhhhh..."
Talacre can't help but laugh, but he extends his arm to help Viki back to her feet.
*Dagron sniggers to himself. He wasn't sure if that could get old.*
Enrick chuckles lightly... and elbows Dagron.
"...scary..." she mumbles, accepting the hand and rising to her feet with it, still trembling as her eyes dart around several times more before finally settling down somewhat.
Prince Medion raises an eyebrow at this, smiling a little. "I'd be delighted, Miss..?"
*Alex simply sighs, shaking his head. He looks to Viki as she is helped up by Talacre.* "Are you all right?"
"I think part of me is probably left," she replies simply, as if the answer made perfect sense. "But both sides of me are scared of all the ghosts."
"Ghosts?" Medion asks.
"Worry not, Viki! As long as I'm here, there's no ghost to be afraid of!" Enrick shouts out.
She turns to Medion, and gives a short bow. "Um...I'm Viki," she manages to get out, before shrieking, the sound of Enrick's voice completely familiar to her.
The Blinking Rune flares to life.
She shrieks again as she does so, clenching her eyes shut and thrusting her wand in front of her defensively as Enrick simply blinks out of the room.
"That's the ghost, that's the ghost!!!! I heard him earlier!!!" And likely not far away, someone with good hearing might hear Enrick splashing into a body of water in town.
Laeral himself blinks, but not in the same way. "Uh, Viki. That was Enrick. He was probably just invisible. Where did you send him"
"... I'll be right back." *Dagron gets up, leaping out the entrance and up into the air to find the lost nobleman.*
Laeral merely shrugs and laughs. "He probably won't appreciate his 'fabulous' clothes getting wet," he says with a chuckle.
Enrick blinks too, many times, trying to realise what just happened to him as he finds himself in the middle of... nowhere.
*Alex blinks as Enrick suddenly disappears.* "Indeed...Do be more careful with that, miss."
"Huh?! Something wrong?" she asked, eyes wide open and completely unaware. "Hey, is the ghost gone?"
Jim sighs heavily as he covers his mask with his palm.
Talacre joins in laughing with his brother.
*Alexander doesn't say anything, slightly taken back by the girl's utter cluelessness.* "..."
"EEEEEEEENRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!" *Dagron bellows, flying through the air.*
"I'm sorry, where did I leave off? Oh!" She bows to the prince. "Hello, I'm Viki. Would you like to see the fort? I don't think there are any ghosts there," she continued, looking at the ceiling as she prodded a finger upon her lower lip.
DragonmasterDon1: I can't not play Viki that way though. That could be Jesus we're talking to.
*Dagron continues flying outside, searching for a disturbed body of water that he had heard Enrick plunk down in.*
Enrick somehow finds his way back to the entrance of Odegan.
"Hi Enrick," Laeral says. "Welcome back."
"Yes... but perhaps not today," Medion replies to Viki.
"Uh... Hello everyone. I'm... back." He says, waving a soaked arm.
*Unable to find him, Dagron flies back to the meeting area.* "Sorry, guys, I co-... oh. You're back. Want me to dry you off?"
Viki turns at the sound of Enrick's voice, and bows. "Hello, nice to meet you! I'm Viki." She pauses. "Hey, it's awfully cold to swim in your clothes; you could get sick."
Enrick turns to Dagron. "Hey sure! Go ahead!"
*Dagron stands up to his full height, then looks right down on Enrick, breathing a swarm of fire over him*
"Thanks in advance, my shiny devourer of a friend!"
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Enrick opens wide cartoonish eyes as the inferno swallows him whole and he fails to move out in time. He looks at Dagron blandly "Uh... thank... you?"
"You're welcome, Enrick!" *Dagron smiles, then sniffs.* "Uh, you're not smoking, are you?"
The noble digs a mug out of his bag and speaks a word of magic. Then he drinks the content.
"So... Thirsty..."
Sheila just starts laughing her ass off.
*Dagron frowns.* "Sorry... that shouldn't have happened. I'm not sure what happened there."
"That's..." Enrick begins, finishing his drink in quick gulps, "-how I roll."
*Alex frowns.* "Don't let it happen again, please. Enrick, are you all right?"
"I could go for some ice right now." The noble answers, "Guess I'm ready for the iciness of the north now" He laughs faintly, summoning another drink.
"So tell me a little about your forces?" Medion asks Alex. "You have a fort?"
*Alex shakes his head.* "It's not my fort, but yes, we share a fort. It's fairly large, so it's still being built, but it's in Cypress along the Iom border."
"Impressive. How many troops do you have?" Medion asks. "I'd convince you to help the Republic, but you seem to already be working on it."
Alexander: "We're a few hundred strong and growing every day."
Michael strolls up to the group, late as per the norm for the carefree warlock. He stops, mouth agape. "What in the hell is this failure doing here?" Michael glared at the third Prince, pointing.
Syntesis looks about to unleash the storm on Michael, but Medion cuts her off.
"And who might you be?"
"Not like you'd know. And it's not like you'd care my little runaway." Michael snorted. "I'm just another commoner."
"No one is just another of anything," Medion says with a sigh.
Enrick finishes his second drink and stares at the angel boy quizzically as he talks ill of Prince Medion.
"That's Michael, a warlock with our group. I must apologize for his behavior," Jim says, shooting a look at Michael.
"How magnanimous of you Great Prince Medion." Michael rolled his eyes. "And you have no idea Jim. So stay out of this. Prince Medion deserves punishment."
"And I'm Viki," Viki adds.
"And for why? Because he's betrayed the hopes and dreams of every commoner in Destonia again." Michael's glare becomes more venomous as he continues. "The son of the Emperor and a low born woman...yet he ignores his lesser kin."
"... What?" *Dagron asks, confused.*
"Running off to Aspia, because they're his friends. They need his help, not the downtrodden masses bullied by the whims of the corrupt nobles and priesthood. They can go rot, eh PRINCE Medion?"
"You're a real idiot, you know that?" Syntesis says, matter of factly.
"Wonderful. So even still the Prince keeps running?" Michael laughs darkly. "I want his answer. I want to know how he feels about those people. Their sole hope was you...hopefully you'd assist them. But of course, Daddy fears stayed your hand. Well, Domaric is quite scary, I suppose even the saviour of the common people isn't good enough to stand up to that windbag." Michael shrugged.
Enrick crosses his arms, listening intently for a change.
Syntesis stays still, but her eyebrows twitch and her face is strained.
"Windbag is an interesting choice of terms here, all things considered," Eve mutters.
Viki leans cautiously over to Shiela. "Um...what's happening...?"
"Michael's all pissed off that Medion hasn't been home," Sheila whispers. "Or something."
"I had hoped to institute reforms peacefully, or wait until Mageron had been crowned before attempting to influence him for the better," Medion says, calmly.
"Ooohhh," Viki replied with a firm nod. "I...don't understand at all. But at least the ghosts are gone."
"I had hoped... Truly hoped that perhaps the incident with Bulzome would've changed father, even if just a little. But I was wrong. And now I'm an exile," the Prince says, opening his mouth to say more as Michael cuts him off.
"Really? Well, I'm sure that helps all the people suffering in your country at the minute. You hoped Daddy would change. That'll put money on their tables, that'll help their children."
Medion's eyes open. "I am aiding Aspina that is true. But I truly believe that in so doing I am also helping the Empire."
"I'm sure your hopes are the solace of the abused children in the orphanages." Michael's eyes smoulder with holy energy, his rage palatable. "But at the end of the day? You're still scared of Daddy."
"The Empire is dying from within, sure as you say. Between the infighting and unrest, even without this war it wouldn't have lasted for much longer. Father fails to realize that sometimes the tighter you grasp something, the faster it slips through your fingers. Like a castle of sand," Medion says, nonplussed by Michael's outrage, still trying to complete what he was saying earlier.
"And what, pray tell do you think would happen?" Michael laughed. "A mass revolt? Get serious. It's dying in a slow fashion. Starvation of the soul I believe it's called? They'll all just fade away."
Viki nudges Shiela once again. "Um...I'm hungry."
"But you go help Aspia. You go assist your friends. After all, they obviously need far more than those who can't even defend themselves in the empire." Michael sighed, his wings appearing and illuminating the night.
Syntesis races up and bashes Michael on the head with her staff.
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!" she roars.
*Dagron rears his head back and blinks a few times.*
"Well, someone's frustrated. The Prince not giving you enough, Princess?" Asks Michael in a sickly sweet tone.
"You're not even letting him talk! All you do is hurl accusations and not give anyone time to explain themselves!" Syntesis shouts.
"... did she just... and then...?" Dagron mutters to Eve.
Uryudo looks as if he's trying to vanish, pulling his hat over his face and groaning
Eve shook her head slowly. "I'm pretty sure she did. Not that I can't say it was undeserved."
"I know! I'm beginning to act like a noble! Still, it'll be good practice for him! He never goes near any from home!" Michael laughs darkly.
For his trouble, Syntesis kicks Michael in the stomach. "Shut up! Medion not do anything for the commoners?! You don't know anything about him! I'm a commoner! Uryudo's a commoner! ALL HIS BEST FRIENDS ARE COMMONERS YOU UTTER NITWIT!!!"
"Enough of this," Eve interjects, stepping forward finally. "This isn't what we're here for. I think its time," she turned to Jim, "that you ushered your man out of here for a bit."
Enrick laughs inwardly. This sure was entertaining.
Syntesis flushes when Michael mentions the bit about her and the Prince.
Michael doubles over for a moment and then straightens, his feet lifting off the ground as he flies up slightly. "That's your answer? For me to be silent through force? Daddy would be proud. I'm out."
Michael lifts off, flying away into the night, becoming a brief sparkle on the horizon...
Viletta whistled lowly, giggling. "Man, that's the type of entertainment you can't get back home."
"Is it so wrong..." Jim mutters. "That I really wish I could just completely ignore some parts of the day?"
"I could try to make something that does that if you like commander." replies Viletta with a wide grin.
"I apologize," Eve spoke sullenly, lowering her hooves in a bow. "For speaking out of turn, but...I couldn't let that continue any longer."
"Unless it's some form of beverage..." Jim asks, almost hopefully.
"No, it's fine," Jim says, nodding to Eve.
"Well I'm sure we could find some in town." Viletta's grin widened even further with a sideways glance at Sheila.
The fancy aristocrat then walks to Viki's side with a small box filled with delicious snacks in his hands, but not without some apprehension. "Uh... You can have some if you want."
"Silent through force?" Sheila asks, frowning. "The prince was trying to talk all throughout that, but angel boy wouldn't shut up long enough to-" Sheila stops and whirls around to face Villeta the moment she mentions the town. "My tavern sense is tingling!"
"Why couldn't it be your common sense?" Jim asks with a sigh, turning to Medion. "I apologize for our colleague's outburst."
"Prince? Would you like to join us? I'm sure you could use one." Asked Viletta politely
"It's all right, I've faced worse," Medion says. "And... Ah, I should be apologizing for Syntesis'... rash behavior."
Viki's demeanor explodes in delight as she grins ear to ear, taking one excitedly. "Thank you so much! I was really hungry!" The girl nibbled eagerly before looking up once more.
"He had it coming!" Syntesis complains. "Bullies are all the same!"
"By the way, my name is Viki."
"Well, you were the one bashing in an unarmed teenage boy, immature in years and maturity it seems..." Inserts Viletta neutrally.
"And I'm Enrick van Maerglecrow! Pleased to meet you!" He says with a broad grin.
"So?" Syntesis says, not getting the point.
"Oh nothing. Just saying." Viletta giggles a little, looking down at the ground.
"Going to a tavern with people I just met..." Medion murmurs. "Campbell would dance... And Grantack would go on the warpath. Eh," Medion says with a shrug. "Sure, why not. Most of my friends are there by now anyway."
"Perfect! We'll fund your drinks as an apology!"
"I suddenly am very glad," Jim remarks dryly. "That I haven't used our warfund yet."
"Don't be that way, Jim!" Sheila says, slapping him on the back. "I'm sure that there's another Cult place we can raid for booze money!"
"So..." Sheila says, looking around craftily. "Tavern! Who's coming?"
"You want me to answer that?" Stella says, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes!" Sheila says.
"I think we all need to unwind. Michael especially. But he's busy being a teenager. Shall we?" Viletta pointed to the town. "I suck with people! However, three drinks later that could change!"
"I'll come," Stella says with a grin. "That answer cost you my drinks for the night."
"Wow, Larry wasn't kidding," Sheila says with a raised eyebrow.
"Business is business!" Enrick gives Sheila a friendly tap in the back, "Count me out on this one. I could go for a night rest about now."
9: "As long as there's some sort of fire whiskey!" Dagron shouts.
"Aaaaaawwww!" Sheila groans. "Come on, Enrick! I'm sure there's some sort of spell to make you not feel tired anymore!"
"Viki!" Sheila says, suddenly turning. "You're coming right? There's gonna be food to go with the drink!"
"Only if there aren't any ghosts," she said, rather uneasily. "You'll protect me, right? Right?"
g
"Don't worry. I'll shoot them." Viletta nods, giving a thumbs up
"Damn straight!" Sheila says, clapping Viki on the back. "We'll all shoot them! Taverns are for shots! Get it? Hahahaha!" Sheila says, laughing.
"Um..." Enrick shrugs.
Cocking her head to the side, she closed her eyes and flashed a smile. "Okay! I'm ready then!"
"Wow, she's almost as loud as you," Uryudo comments to Syntesis. He is lightly punched in the head for his observation.
"Quite a... lively bunch," Medion says.
"Yeah..." Jim says, expression unreadable beneath his mask. "Yeah..."
"What about you... uh... Eve!" Sheila says, snapping her fingers. "Your name is Eve!"
The crimson pegasus knight bowed her head slowly in response. "I appreciate it, but not really my thing. Thanks though. Please enjoy yourselves on my behalf, okay?"
"Awww, you sure? Have you ever tried it?" Sheila asks.
"No, to be perfectly honest," she replied. "But, I think I'd like to do some rounds. Maybe I'll stop by later when I'm finished."
"OK," Sheila says, nodding. "Mel, you're coming, right? You have to, because Jim is going to be there!"
Melissa hesitantly agrees.
"Great!" Sheila says, snapping her fingers. "It's settled!"
"So you're paying for our drinks?" Syntesis asks Jim.
"Seems that way," Jim says with a sigh.
"Great!" Syntesis says, raising her staff. "It's settled!"
Alex declines. Everyone else begins marching towards the tavern.
--------
The tavern/inn that Medion's band is staying in happens to be the largest in Odegan, which is fortunate since between Medion's, Alex's, and Jim's forces, there are a lot of customers streaming into the place.
A roaring fireplace dominates the back of the tavern's main room, while large tables are set up everywhere. A large bar takes up the left wall of the first floor, and three centaurs stand, drinking, talking and laughing. At a table, an elf and a human both with bows at their sides sit and talk. A big beastman seems to glower at one end of the bar.

Posted by: Alpha Fri May 02, 2008 9:49 am

QUOTE
"Wow, Larry wasn't kidding," Sheila says with a raised eyebrow.

Laeral frowns at the Ranger as she refers to his as this. "Sheila," he says. "I'll put up with many things, but please refrain from calling that. If you're going to abbreviate my name, use Laeral."
=====
Both elven brothers join the rest of the Tavern Force for a drink. Upon entering, Talacre immediately goes to the bar to order something for him and his brother. Laeral though peers intently at the trio of centaurs, identifying if one of those is Arthur.
((IS IT?))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri May 02, 2008 10:44 am

QUOTE (TheUnknownMarine @ Fri May 02, 2008 1:08 am)
((No, not until I hit Sophie with a permanent Alter Self effect.))

((Congratulations, that would definitely be one of the more petty, crude, and cruel forms of character assassination that I've ever come across. Snapping a young woman's spine by enlarging her breasts to a ridiculously large size. Vox should probably make a note of that as a potential thin man scene.))
Maria declines to join the others, deciding to instead go do something else, anything else. At some point, she tells Sophie about the meeting and the so-called "spat" with the warlock.
Upon learning about the confrontation between Michael and pretty much everyone else, Sophie grows very angry and heads off to look for the elusive warlock.

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Fri May 02, 2008 11:50 am
Enrick sleeps blissfully.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri May 02, 2008 4:51 pm

QUOTE (Kaihaku @ Fri May 02, 2008 10:44 am)
((Congratulations, that would definitely be one of the more petty, crude, and cruel forms of character assassination that I've ever come across. Snapping a young woman's spine by enlarging her breasts to a ridiculously large size. Vox should probably make a note of that as a potential thin man scene.))

((Indeed it would, which really should've been your first hint it was a joke. : / Sorry if you're offended, I was under the impression we were kidding around. : ( ))
"Oh," Sheila says to Laeralas, her face falling. "Sorry."
((Yes, one of them is Arthur.))

Posted by: Alpha Fri May 02, 2008 4:58 pm
"Eh, don't worry about it," the elf replies to Sheila with a laugh, turning his attention away from the centaurs. He'd have to go talk to Arthur in a bit. "If you'd continued, I'd've just teleported you somewhere, like Viki did to Enrick," he adds with a grin.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat May 03, 2008 10:51 pm
"So like, you hate nicknames or something?" Sheila asks, tilting her head at the elf. "Or you just hate Larry? We could call you Lars, does that work?"

Posted by: Alpha Sun May 04, 2008 1:39 am
"It might work, in that it'd give you a choice between teleporting and a solipsism," Laeral says. "No, I don't hate nicknames. I just really dislike bad ones. Like Larry and...Lars," he adds with a grimace. "Why not just call him Laeral?" Talacre asks, turning from the bar with two glasses of wine and handing one to his brother.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun May 04, 2008 1:41 am
"Solipsism?" Sheila frowns. "Laeral doesn't work... But Laer might." Sheila points to Talacre. "You're easy! Definately Tal, through and through!"

Posted by: Alpha Sun May 04, 2008 1:50 am
"Well, maybe not a solipsism, that'd be quite harsh," Laeralas comments. "Laer is fine, if you want to use that. Young Skyjumper here sometimes calls me that," he says, indicating his brother.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun May 04, 2008 1:53 am
"Young Skyjumper?" Sheila says, then she laughs. "Oh, that's a good one too."

Posted by: Alpha Sun May 04, 2008 1:55 am
"Just 'Skyjumper'," Talacre says with a grin. "I got it back when I first mastered some of my blade dancer training. But Tal works fine too."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun May 04, 2008 5:00 am
"Tal is also shorter, which is, of course, the whole point of having a nickname," Sheila nods, sagely, sitting at the bar. "Yo! Barkeep! Surprise me with a mug of whatever you recommend! Oh! And some chow too!" The barkeep raises an eyebrow at the odd guests, but swiftly goes about the business of filling glasses, mugs, and plates when glimmering coin is placed on the bar.
The Prince takes a seat by the fireplace, along with Uryudo and Syntesis, while Jim takes a seat at the bar, ordering nothing yet.
"So howya doin' Jess? Been meanin' ta check up on ya!" Sheila says, sliding into a seat next to Jessica.
"Hello Sheila," Jessica says, turning her head to look at Sheila. "You're as perky as ever I see."
"Yep!" Sheila nods. "But what about you?"
"I'm as well as can be expected, A little stressed, but I think alot of us are."
"Well, comes with the job," Sheila says with a smile. "Sure you're OK? This mission can't be too pleasant for you..."
"No it's not, but I'll be ok. I've gotten fairly used to it."
Sheila offers a concerned smile to her friend. "OK..."
Jessica offers a smile to Sheila in return. "I'll be fine, trust me."
Sheila nods, smiling wider. "All right."

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun May 04, 2008 12:53 pm
*Dagron walks over to the bar and orders two fire whiskeys to start off.* : "Put it on Jolly Jim's tab over there," *He says, laughing.* *The first one he downs quickly to feel the tingling sensation in his throat, then begin slowly drinking the other to savor the rough, woody, flavor and burning sensation. One thing was certain - he was glad the others weren't attempting to give him nicknames.*

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed May 07, 2008 12:53 am
Despite efforts of the more social members on both teams, the dinner progresses relatively quietly, with everyone either keeping silent or keeping to their own circles. "Where does your buddy get off insultin' the prince, huh? After all he's done, you just... Argh! I should..."
Campbell takes a swing at Talacre, his fist connecting with the elf's face, and then the centaur promptly falls unconscious, snoring in a heap at the elf's feet.
Prince Medion covers his face with his palm as Arthur and Waltz drag their unconscious friend to the side to sleep it off.
And the night passes uneventfully afterward, the next day arriving soon.

Posted by: Alpha Thu May 08, 2008 1:04 am
Talacre blinks slowly for a few seconds. "Well, that was unexpected," he says to his brother. "And that's why I never drink too much," the older elf says with a laugh, clapping Tal on the shoulder. "Now, excuse me a moment." And he goes over to where Arthur now is. "Excuse me, Arthur. Might I have a word?" he asks.

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue May 13, 2008 11:21 pm
woop

Posted by: Alpha Tue May 13, 2008 11:29 pm
: "Hmmm?" the blond-haired centaur asks, turning. "What?" : “Greetings,” the elf says with a smile. “My name’s Laeral. I thought to let you know that I’ve seen General Mae recently, as well as many of your friends from Guardiana. Despite the situation we’re all in, they’re doing well.”
Arthur smiles broadly.
: "Now that's good to hear. I've been worried about all of them with all the news I've been getting. But I can't exactly just up and leave the situation here either, you know?"
: “I find that sometimes too,” the elf replies. “I’m from Stamp and it’s currently under siege. It’s difficult not to go back there often, especially as I’ve mastered how to teleport,” he says with a shrug. “Hey, if Prince Medion’s staying in Odegan for a couple of days, I could always take you to Shade Abbey for a short visit?” he offers.
Arthur grins.
: "Ah, so you've managed to get a hold of some of those new teleportation magics, eh? I never could get the hang of the dang things."
: “That’s right,” Laeral says. “Though only recently. In fact, that was another reason I wanted to talk to you.” The elf grins. “You’ve quite a reputation for mixing skill with polearm and magic.”
Arthur grins.
: "I've got the reputation for a lot of things, what did you want to talk about?"
Laeral shrugs.
: “There are few who can combine skill at arms with magic into complete harmony. I myself spent several years mastering it with my kris daggers. I just wanted to ask how it happened with you.”
: "I just picked it up," Arthur says with a shrug. "I spent most of my life in Manarina. Talked with a lot of mages, nearly everyone I grew up with used magic in some form or another, so I caught the basics early."
: "Then when I went with Max, I picked up a few spells from Tao, Anri, and Alef," Arthur says with a shrug. "Nothing too special, my hobby just became somewhat useful during the war, so I devoted some time to actually developing it."
: "How'd you end up with sword and spell?" Arthur asks, sipping from his mug.
: “My father’s one of the principal wizards of our village,” Laeral replies. “As was my mother,” he says more slowly, before picking up momentum again. “Anyway, I he always wanted me to follow in his footsteps, but I wanted to expand beyond just being a wizard. So I scoured our village library, which is vast for such a small place, until I found a book entitled ‘the Daggerspell Guardians.’ It outlined how to successfully cast spells whilst holding a dagger in each hand, and not just for wizards, but druids too.” He grins. “It took me two and a half years of training, but I finally managed it. That was a fairly long time ago now, though.”
: "Really? So Daggerspells walk amongst us once more... I thought they were a myth," Arthur says, taking another sip.
: “Huh,” Laeral says with some surprise. “You know, you’re the first person I’ve met outside of Stamp who’s even heard of them. There wasn’t even anything on them in the castle library,” he says with some exasperation. “But no, not a myth. And if they were, they’re not anymore,” he adds with a grin.
: "Well, I've been all over the place. Picked up a lot of bits and pieces of lore and trivia," Arthur says with a grin.
: “Well that makes sense,” Laeral agrees. “Though maybe I’ve just been unlucky – I’ve done a fair amount of travelling myself.”
: "Where to?" Arthur asks.
: “Well, let’s see,” the elf says, starting to count the places off on his fingers. “I’ve been up and down Rune, from Guardiana to Prompt and most places in between. I’ve been all over Western Parmecia: Tristan, Moun, Polca, some old Shrines in the south…oh, and Grans Island too. And as I’m from Stamp, I’ve been to all the neighbouring nations. In fact, one of the only places I haven’t been is beyond the Great Wall,” he says slowly. “How about you? You must have travelled through many places, considering where you came from to get to Saraband.”
: "Indeed," Arthur says, taking another drink. "Been all over Rune, then to Hassan to search for Max. When that didn't work, cut across Parmecia to visit Tristan and Bedoe, then from there, made my way through Destonia, until I holed up in Saraband for a bit. Then I met Medion, and the rest is recent history."
Laeral nods.
: “Well, thanks for taking the time to talk,” he says. “And the offer to take you to Shade Abbey for a quick trips stands,” he adds with a smile.
: "I might take you up on that," Arthur says with his trademark confident smirk. "But definately not now, when I'm halfway to being drunk."
Laeral laughs.
: "Better than being overly drunk," he says, gesturing to Sir Campbell. "I'm pretty sure that's definately not what my brother would have expected to happen today."
: "NOBODY EXPECTS THE DESTONIAN INQUISITION!" the Rainbloods shout as they burst in through the door. "Our chief weapon is surprise, surprise and..."
: "Lack of words in place of action?"
: "Quiet, you!"
And then the last save we reloaded.
==========
Arthur chuckles.
: "Campbell's a bit touchy about honor normally, get him drunk and it's a tad easy to get on his bad side. Unless you were on his good side before he started drinking."
“I’ll bear that in mind,” Laeral says with a smile. “Anyway, just find me later if you do take me up on the offer. Even if my group doesn’t stay the night, I can always check back if need be.”
: "Right," Arthur says with a nod, holding his mug up. "Cheers."
Laeral holds up his glass of barely touched wine, and taps if to the centaur's mug, before walking back to join his brother.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri May 16, 2008 1:49 am
The next day arrives, bearing with it the question of what step to take next. The question of what to do.

Posted by: Cyrus Mon May 19, 2008 10:43 pm
The Awesome High Lord Party demands retribution for the indignant malaise that has infected the lot of you. Now. Right now. Well, right this very instance!

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon May 19, 2008 11:01 pm
The Rangers spend the next three days touring the Odegan Labyrinths, extensively searching the Jump, Air, Light, Sand, and Water Labyrinths, and finding little there. All of the dungeons appear secured, the Djinn in each still trapped, with no signs of tampering or invasion.
The Rangers return to Odegan Castle, confident that whatever is afoot in Odegan, the Labyrinths are not a part of it. For now, at least.

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon May 19, 2008 11:52 pm
*Never one to just sit around, Dagron tires quickly of waiting and wanders about town, trying to learn more about the evil of the Ur, and now the threat of Remotest temple being once again being reused for sinister purposes. He asks people about any news or omens coming from the North, or even any messages coming from other parts of the country. Maybe even threats of Bulzome's return. They had learned much, and yet it still felt like they knew nothing.
Then, he owed Syntesis a one-upping, anyway. What a flamboyant, arrogant, hot-headed companion Medion had.*
((Gather Info: 1d20+6 = 18 + 6 = 24.
DAGRON will attempt to follow up on the leads they had uncovered as well as possibly glean some more information that they might not have discovered yet.
If he notes that the first few people are unreceptive to him as a dragon, he'll use alternate form to turn into a human.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue May 20, 2008 2:38 am
Dagron does indeed find people respond to him more positively when he takes mortal form than his natural state as a fierce looking brilliant gold dragon. After about 2 hours of wandering the capital, Dagron swiftly reaches the conclusion that the townsfolk know next to nothing about the North or Bulzome. No matter what inquiries he makes, he can find nothing new to add to what the group has already found. Nothing new, except for a bit of news he stumbles upon concerning news from other lands.
"I hear Thornwood had some trouble recently. No, not from the dragon Char, I hear some adventurers took care of him... Apparently a while after Prince Medion and those dragonslayers left, a number of strangers arrived and menaced the kingdom, asking a whole buncha questions about the Prince and what not. They left without incident, but boy did they give everyone a fright! I'm a little worried they might show up here, with the Prince's visit and all..."

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue May 20, 2008 6:34 am
*Dagron's eyes widen, ready to bulge from his head upon hearing the interesting, yet dire news. He was ready to bolt, but calms himself for long enough to ask a few more questions.* : Who were these strangers? "Eh, well I wasn't there, exactly, so I d'know," he replies. "What I can tells ya, though, is I heard from a friend of the friend of the merchant that saw it, see, is they wore masks!
: Masks? Painted, birdlike masks?
"Naw, nothin' like that. He said they was all different types of masks! They all wore red, too. Lots of red. I tells ya, they were lookin' for trouble if ya ask me! All six waltzin' in and stirrin' up mischief.
*Dagron pensively rubs his chin, contemplating on the rather vague description. He thinks about any religious cults, arcane organizations, old sects, or planar tribes that might fit the description, but comes to the conclusion that it could be anyone. He'd have to look into it more after relaying this to the others. Maybe if they all thought on it they could quickly come up with some sort of answer.*
: Thank you for your time. *Dagron tosses the helpful man a couple gold for his trouble, then walks off to inquire more about these masked, robed men. What he comes to next, though, he never anticipated.
Dagron walks to a small plot of farmland more like an oversized, backyard garden. A somewhat older man wearing a large, straw hat with a wizened, sun weathered face picks and plows away at the ground, reaping what he can from his plot. Dagron approaches the fence, hailing him.*
: Hello! Can I have a moment?
: Of course, of course! Wot can I do for ya?
: Have you heard any news about masked troublemakers?
: Masked whodawazzits? I dun think so. No, I tell ya wot oi do know, tha! It's a good year for TURNIPS! The man quickly raises a handful of turnips, holding them by their leafy tops.
: Uh, that's nice, but I-
: Yes, turnips! AND BEETS, TOO! He says, dropping his turnips into a basket and lifting the purple vegetable high into the air. No asparagus, though, he says with a dejected frown. I CAN NEVER GET GOOD ASPARAGUS! ALWAYS THESE CONFOUNDED BRUSSELS SPROUTS! he adds, throwing a handful of them in no particular direction.
: Then why... no. Not getting involved. I should be going. *Dagron begins slowly backing away, then starts to turn. Unfortunately, he hears the hurried patter of feet coming toward him.*
Indeed, the farmer had taken an interest in the newcomer. The others in the village had long learned to pay this man no mind, but unfortunately for Dagron, the wyrmling was unaware of this, and the farmer had a lot of missed conversation to make up.
: Buck's the name! Pleasure ta meecha! Then, Buck extends a hand toward Dagron.
*Dagron reluctantly takes Buck's hand and gives it a firm shake before releasing it.*
: I really should be going, though. People are waiting for me and-
: NONSENSE! Buck shouts. There's always time fer a good story or two. And beets! There's always time fer beets! he exclaims.
For a good ten minutes, Buck goes on, with Dagron attempting to interject, yet Buck persists in continuing talking about his many failed harvests trying to grow asparagus, potatoes, and other vegetables while fully capable of growing beets, turnips, and lettuce.
Then, the peanut fiasco of three years ago. Such a heart-wrenching tale of pain, struggle, and desperation!
*Finally, Dagron is able to get a word in, pointing to something in Buck's plot of land.*
: Buck, I think that's a rabbit tearing up a prime asparagus plot!
: RABBITS!? Those ornery varmints! I'll show them what's wot in har!
*A momentary distraction was all he needed.*
: I... must be... going... now
*Dagron turns and runs off. Thinking Buck wasn't paying attention to him at the moment, Dagron jumps into the air to take off...
...
only to crash in the ground because he was still in human form.*
: AAAARGH!!! HOW DO YOU PEOPLE GET ANYWHERE!?
: Hey! Let me help you up! Buck shouts from across the way, still looking for the rabbits. He suddenly gives up the search in favor of quickly hurrying toward Dagron's position.
: NO! I mean... no, I am fine! Really!
*The young dragon scrambles to his feet and takes a few hurried steps, leaping into the air once more, this time transforming midair back into his normal, juvenile wyrm form. He beats his wings furiously, flying with all haste back to where the force had been gathered. To whatever forces are assembled, he begins recanting his new discoveries to them, explaining the new, masked assailants wearing red robes.*
: They were looking for Prince Medion in Thornwood. While the descriptions are vague, they don't seem to be related to any particular cult or organization, though with some time to think on it and the context, there were six of them wearing different masks in red robes... sounds almost like the Rainbloods! There may also be some credence to the Ur attempting to harness Bulzome's remaining power, since the Bulzome sect never completely disbanded, and many of them remained around the temple. Maybe they enl-
Just then, a voice rings out from quite a distance away.
: Hey, that was a neat trick! Why, oi bet if oi could do that, oi could grow plenty of asparagus!
Again, Buck comes running over to Dagron, this time in the midst of the rest of the force.
*Dagron looks around uncomfortably for a moment, then laughs nervously. Just then, he gets a bout of inspiration.*
: Why, Alex here knows all about growing asparagus! He'll give you a hand, Buck! Won't you, Alex, *Dagron says, giving the hero a stern pat on the back. Without waiting any longer, Dagron passes the Buck to Alex, then flies off elsewhere, not too far away, but far enough that Buck would be enamored with his new friend until he finally got his excitement out of his system.*
((Noting DAGRON loses 2 gp
Buck's yours for an hour and a half. Enjoy.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri May 23, 2008 8:55 pm
Enrick goes off to visit the Hobbit Village, while the rest of Alexander's troops take a break from the fighting and just enjoy the sights of Odegan for three days. Later on the day the Rangers get back, just as the sun begins to dip low, a huge commotion bursts out near the center of the capital city. Screams for guards, the sound of frantically running feet, all echo in the streets...
((Listen checks, and include where are you are at 6 PM when this happens.))

Posted by: Alpha Fri May 23, 2008 9:00 pm
((Tal sells his RoP+3 and buys a RoP+5. He now has no money. Laeral: 36, Talacre: 14

QUOTE (TUM)
Laeralas is easily able to follow the noise to its source, Talacre hears it, but can't tell what's going on. Furthermore, Laeralas hears Syntesis' voice shouting out magical spells in the uproar.

The brothers’ elven are near the centre of the city, wondering the streets. They had been browsing the various stalls and stores Odegan has to offer. Both suddenly straighten up, as they simultaneous hear the sudden commotion.
: “You hear it too?” Talacre asks, turning to his brother with raised eyebrows.
: “Yeah,” the elder elf replies, his ears twitching. “It’s…over there, so not far,” he says, extending an arm. “I can hear Syntesis casting. Let’s get going.”
: “Well, you’ll take too long,” the younger elf says with a wry grin. He then proceeds to grab Laeral, pick him and shoot off, moving so quickly some people can’t even follow his blur.
: “Umm…okay,” Laeral mutters with a slight frown. “Efficiency over finesse, I suppose.”
((Tal’s got a high enough STR that carrying Laeral still counts as a light load. Tal’s run speed is 460’ each round))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat May 24, 2008 1:59 am
*During the reprieve bought by Alex keeping Buck busy, Dagron flies off to find Medion's location. Through a bit of luck and some pointing by a person or two, he finds out that Medion has an audience with the King of Odegan. By the time he gets there, Medion is busy for about an hour, so Dagron paces around outside the castle gates for a while, looking around, and browsing what's nearby before the gates finally open and the exiled prince exits the castle. Dagron hurriedly rushes over to Medion with the dire news of the Rainbloods nearby. He keeps the information brief but gives the full story he had heard, being thanked for his efforts before Medion and his entourage hurry off to their business... but not without a face from Syntesis, to which Dagron responds by sticking out his tongue at the wizardess.*
~~~
*The days pass, Dagron keeping himself busy, though anxious to get on with their business. Over the time, Dagron sees Buck wandering around quite often, andhe makes sure to try to duck off elsewhere to keep out of the crazed farmer's sight. Then, the calm, boredom that had taken over him is abruptly broken by the sounds of spells going of elsewhere.*
: What the... spells and destruction? What's going on!?
*Dagron quickly leaps into the air, and not a moment too soon, as he hears Buck running up behind him, shouting to get his "friend's" attention. With all haste, Dagron flies as quickly as he can to the location of where the spells are being cast.*
((Listen: 25
Dagron flies at 800'/round toward the sound))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat May 24, 2008 2:48 am
Eve's patrol was spent mostly in silence, the beauty of the day drowning away the dull, repetitive strides she took about the city. From time to time she broke the routine by breaking into flight, circling the skies above the town in a manner with which her mother would have secretly found astounding.
The elliptical pattern she soared about the city was interrupted at its apex by a cacophony easily recognized as the sound of battle however, and though she could not see even from her height and distance away, her instincts kicked in and drove her to turn about, quickly soaring inward once again.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat May 24, 2008 3:16 am
Viki finds herself standing next to a beautiful fountain in the center of town. The sky is very clear and pretty as she stares at the sky... ...Then a column of lightning blasts apart a section of ground about a hundred feet away from her. Looking around, the oft confused conjurer sees a group of six menacing, red caped and armored figures advancing towards the other end of the street, where Syntesis, Campbell, and Uryudo cluster around Prince Medion with arms drawn, battle ready.
"Ano..." Viki mumbles. "All that metal is dangerous; there's a thunderstorm out!"
"What the..." Syntesis mumbles, then she takes a moment from casting to shout out to Viki. "Hey, you're with that group earlier! Get out of the way, what are you doing?! Those are the Rainbloods!"
"Oh, that's why there's lightning then, because of the rain," Viki stated matter-of-factly, placing a finger on her lips before turning back to the Rainbloods. "You guys should go back inside and get some bandages before it rains! Wait, I know!" She paces a moment, fumbling with something on her ear. "Ooh...oohh...how does this thing work...um...hello? Is the Doctor there? Is anybody..there...?" she spoke over the comm system.
"Viki? What's going on?" Jim's voice comes over the comm system. "We just heard something near the center of the city, where are you?"
She jumped, fumbling with the buttons some more. "Oh, um...there's some guys here and they need bandages and I think it's going to rain. I'm uh...I'm...oh, there's a fountain. And that Prince guy is here too!"
"Fountain? Are you at the town square?" Jim asks. "What's going on over there?"
Viki pauses, still mostly ignorant of the situation around her as she looks about nervously. "The fountain doesn't look square," she muttered, dazed. "There's a bunch of people here with weapons and stuff. I think...I think they're putting on a play by the square fountain. Yeah. But it's going to rain, you see, and someone got cut."
"I'm not sure how they got cut with that big red armor they're wearing though, but...I mean, I thought maybe I should call the doctor over..."
"Big red arm..." Jim trails off. "Viki, be very careful! The prince is there you say? Defend him! Defend yourself too! We're on our way, hold tight!"
She chuckled. "I'm not afraid of the rain, don't be silly. It can't hurt you, it just makes you cold."
"Viki those red armored people, do they have funny looking helmets on?" Jim asks.
Viki turned around, swaying gently from side to side with her other hand loosely grasping her Wand. "Um...yeah. They are kind of funny looking; I told them it was dangerous to be out with the lightning and stuff, wearing all that metal."
"Viki, I'm pretty sure those are the Rainbloods, elite Imperial Assassins. They'll kill the Prince the first chance they get, probably you too! Be careful!" Jim says. "We're almost there."
"Oh," she whispered, slowly tiptoeing closer to the prince as she did so, turning her head behind her to talk to the Rainbloods. "I'm uh...I'm...just going to go...over here."
"Yes, you'd better," one of the Rainbloods utters. "To stand between the Rainbloods and their prey is death!"
"Who are you?" another asks, this one with a tall, spindle-like helm. "The elf was calling to you... but I don't recognize you."
She wheels around, brandishing the Wow Wow Wand fiercely in both hands as she continues to backpedal toward the Prince. "Oh, I'm Viki. I don't recognize you either, but I think that's because I've never seen you before."
The lead Rainblood, a figure with a large, crested helm chuckles darkly as he advances. "You walk towards our quarry... Do you intend to stand between him and us? To stand against us?"
"Actually I was uh...going to stand behind them," she replied, chuckling anxiously. "But that one guy says you can't hurt the Prince! That's mean! Plus it's going to rain."
"Brave words..." the leader says as the Rainbloods continue to advance. "Brave... confusing words."
She levelled the Wow Wow Wand before him. "Words are only as confusing as when they don't make sense! Now go away before we all get soaked! Go go!"
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Melissa and Jim are walking down one of the many streets of Odegan when suddenly Jim looks up, frowning.
"Melissa, do you..." he begins to say, his eyes narrowing. He is interrupted as his commlink begins to beep.
"Viki? What's going on?" Jim says as he puts one hand to his headset. "We just heard something near the center of the city, where are you?"
Inaudible to Melissa is Viki's reply. Jim frowns as he listens.
"Fountain? Are you at the town square?" Jim asks. "What's going on over there?" Jim suddenly looks a little shocked. "Big red arm..." Jim trails off. "Viki, be very careful! The prince is there you say? Defend him! Defend yourself too! We're on our way, hold tight!"
A pause as Jim receives a response.
"Viki those red armored people, do they have funny looking helmets on?" Jim asks.
Jim turns to Melissa, "Melissa, we're going to the city center, be ready for a fight. And try and raise the others on the comm channels, get them there too! ASAP!"
"Viki, I'm pretty sure those are the Rainbloods, elite Imperial Assassins. They'll kill the Prince the first chance they get, probably you too! Be careful!" Jim says as he and Melissa break into a run. "We're almost there."
Melissa promptly does as ordered, relaying what she was hearing from Jim to anyone who was paying attention to the Ranger's comm channel. While she did that, she readied her Gauss Rifle as they ran.
"We're about to engage an extremely dangerous foe, stay on your guard," Jim says to Melissa as the pair runs. "Depending on how many there are, this battle may not be winnable..."
The only detectable response Melissa gives is to grin a little at Jim's statement.
Jim arches an eyebrow at this uncharacteristic display from the SPARTAN.
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The center of Odegan is a wide open area with four main streets connecting to it, a tasteful fountain situated at the intersection of the roads. Normally a hub for market stalls and street performers, the area is swiftly being emptied out as a panicked populace flees from the forthcoming duel of two legendary forces, Medion's Battalion and the Rainbloods. To this unlikely arena, the newest Shining Force is drawn.
Dagron and Eve arrive at the same time, swooping down to land on rooftops opposite each other, both on different sides of the city square. Shortly after this, Talacre and Laeralas emerge near Prince Medion from a side alley, while Jim and Melissa pop out from the main street. The two soldiers have to shove a few fleeing and panicking civilians out of the way as the last of the townspeople flee the battle zone.
http://magic19.homestead.com/files/The_Red_Assassins.mp3
Six red figures armored not only in steel, but an aura of pure menace, stand in the street opposite from Prince Medion.
"I see you've managed to make your crew even motlier, fallen Prince," the lead Rainblood mocks.
"That such a varied collection of peoples would be willing to stand against you is only proof you are in the wrong," Medion says, evenly.
"So you've decided to help?" Campbell says, frowning as Talacre and Laeralas arrive. "Ah, now I truly regret that drunken punch..."
"So it's true..." Jim mutters, looking on. "The Rainbloods have risen from their grave."
"Indeed," King Rainblood says, nodding. "The Rainbloods were defeated by Julian's battalion during the Bulzome conflict... but now we've returned. And we have no intention of making our old mistakes once more."
Sheila jumps down from a nearby roof to land near Jim.
"Sorry I'm late! I heard..." Sheila begins to say, but she cuts herself off as she sees the Rainbloods. "Whoa! The rumors were true!"
Syntesis smiles. "I was counting on the others to get here, but if you guys fight too..."
"It won't matter," King Rainblood says, dismissively.
"Hey, don't sound smug! You were defeated once before!" Sheila shouts.
"When they were split up," Jim quietly says. "There are six of them."
"And when the Rainbloods fight together..." Prince Medion says, grimly.
"We are invincible," King Rainblood finishes. "Don't bother trying to flee. If you flee, we'll burn this castle to the ground in revenge and slay every living thing within."
"Prince..." Campbell begins to say. Medion shakes his head.
"...no. I will not run at the cost of so many," Medion says. "We'll find a way..."
((Movement and distance are freeform within reason. Attacks resolve normally. Arrive when you can.))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Sat May 24, 2008 10:13 am
Atop the roof of a nearby home, well out of attention's reach, a caped figure has been watching the scene all along. The Destonian noble had landed discreetly from a whimsy evening flight and observed as the Rainblood, the capital punishment execution force, closed in on Prince Medion and his friends, most likely to put an end to his exile in a bad way.
He shakes his head and, about to jump off his vantage point, freezes in action. A smirk forms, and Enrick pulls out a small flask from a low container at his side, popping the cork open and drinking up the content. His features morph thoroughly to take on that of a certain brown-haired swordsman in his old days. He immediately propels himself off the roof, seemingly gliding graciously towards the ground, towards the heart of the forthcoming battle.
(( http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/1780/69 ))
"Not so fast!" He warns in midair.
He finally lands slightly ahead of Medion and co and draws his own rapier expertly, directing the blade with poise at the infernal undead sextet. Glancing over his shoulder, he addresses the heroes.
: "I hope I'm not being too late."
EDIT: ((Potion of Alter Safe used. Dramatic Entrance: Will DC 27 or foe be dazzled for 1 round.))

Posted by: Aldur Sat May 24, 2008 12:44 pm
"Like hell you lot are going to kill that bastard!" Descending from the sky in a flash of light Michael appears, a fierce scowl adorning his beautiful face. Holy light emitting as he grows brighter and brighter. "I know about you people! And I know you have to have a weakness! I've come too far and done too much in her name to let you kill him."
As much as I hate you Medion...she wouldn't want you dead. So this once I'll protect you. For her. Not for your imperial princely ass. The rainbloods...together.
The holy warlock frowns, looking at the rainbloods, and then at everyone else, an appraising look on his face.
((Kno: Arcana 40 and Planes 35 on the rainbloods. Is there anything they have that makes them invincible? Some way of making the effect disappear? Etc.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat May 24, 2008 2:50 pm
((KNOWLEDGE STORM Ancients: 1d20 + 20 = 9 + 20 = 29. Arcana: 1d20 + 8 = 14 + 8 = 22. Planes: 1d20 + 20 = 2 + 20 = 22. Religion: 1d20 + 20 = 16 + 20 = 36.
DAGRON looks into the nature of the Rainbloods to try to determine what makes them so powerful and invincible together.))
*Dagron stands atop his perch, overlooking the situation. He was ready to jump into battle, but something in particular wasn't right, and he wanted to sort it out first, yet quickly before leaping into the fray.*
((Dagron holds until results are given))

Posted by: Alpha Sat May 24, 2008 3:37 pm
: "You'd think you'd feel bad about it anyway," Talacre says with a frown, setting down his brother and drawing his courtblade. "But whatever." : "We need to separate them," Laeral says quietly to Medion et al., remembering the stories David had told him. "Several of us are skilled teleporters. If we can split them up like that, their invincibility would disappear." He also draws his kris daggers and tries to remember anything else relevent he'd been told or read.
((Knowledge Arcana: 40 and Planes: 18))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat May 24, 2008 5:48 pm
Michael, Dagron, and Laeralas all recall that the Rainblood demons are imbued with a powerful magic that combines with their extreme ability to fight as a team to render them undefeatable in combat. This magic cannot be dispelled, as it is woven even into the very essence of the Rainbloods, a dark boon from some un-nameable power that the first Destonian Emperor paid tribute to in exchange for power. From the descriptions they've read, even a mighty anti-magic field might not be able to overcome it. Michael and Laeralas both recall that splitting up the group does indeed dispel the invincibility...
The Rainbloods themselves are shrouded in myth, though it is all but assured they are inhuman, and many sources suggest that their title of "demons" is not just descriptive. Named after chess pieces, each of the Rainbloods has a specialty. From most to least powerful, they are...
Rainblood King is the leader and wields a giant two handed sword with incredible strength and skill.
Rainblood Knight, despite his name, actually wields a strange, magical halberd-staff, the Halberod and makes use of powerful fire magic.
Rainblood Rook wields a huge axe, and makes up for his lack of magic with sheer offensive power.
Rainblood Queen is a mace specialist, but combines this talent with Ultimate Blaze for deadly effect.
Rainblood Bishop summons the ancient god of death Thanatos, and lashes out with the most powerful versions of the Blast spell.
Rainblood Pawn is the least of them all and fights with a spear.
In addition, Laeralas swiftly deduces that though teleporting away the weaker Rainbloods would be easier, it would leave them to fight the stronger ones. Therefore it is a question of risk vs. gain.
: "You can teleport them away?" Medion asks. "Excellent... If we defeat their invincibility, then we'll stand a chance..."
Michael chooses this time to make his appearance, make his bold statement. Unsure of what to say, Medion simply gives Michael a grave nod of thanks.
The King of Rainblood looks up at the flying warlock, no expression on the metal helmet-mask.
: "Like hell is exactly how we're going to kill him." he says simply.
"Edmund" then leaps into the fray, causing more than a little confusion.
"Edmund?!" Uryudo squeaks in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"This is unexpected but welcome," Grantack says from his place behind the fighters. "We'll need all the help we can get to fight the Rainbloods."
"Hey, I thought he was dead," Synthesis whispers to Uryudo, pointing to Edmund.
"No, just crippled... I guess someone healed that too?" Uryudo says with a shrug.

Posted by: Alpha Sat May 24, 2008 8:58 pm
Laeral shakes his head in frustration. : "I can't personally do it," he says with a frown, thinking. "But Viki...I think she could," he quickly steps around to where the blinking mage is standing. "Viki, can you get rid of at least one of them?" he asks. He points to the spear wielding Rainblood. "That one would probably be easiest."

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat May 24, 2008 9:45 pm
"I can try; I'm sure they want to get out of the rain anyway," she replied cheerfully, as she raised her wand to the sky. The Blinking Rune flourished above her in a glow of hazy light. "Destination: anywhere!!!" ((Chain Magic: Failed. Ready! cast on the Pawn then. Fortitude save or take a trip elsewhere.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat May 24, 2008 9:53 pm
Pawn looks ready to charge forward, then he simply vanishes from sight. : "What?! What sort of magic was that?!" "They're vulnerable!" Jim shouts. "Strike now!"

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat May 24, 2008 10:20 pm
*Dagron recalls much of the nature of the Rainbloods. However, he finds himself unable to determine the nature of their invincibility. He is, however, quite certain it has little if nothing to do with their demonic nature. At the moment of the revelation, he notice a flash and only 5 remain.*
: Showtime!
*Dagron lets out a deep, loud roar, then leaps from his homestead precipice. He rockets to right over the heads of the Rainbloods, then emits a greenish-white, translucent gas that settles over them and feels as though it saps their strength.*
((Dagron flies to 15' overehead of the Rainbloods.
Cone of Weakening Gas
DC 24 FORT save or lose 3 STR.
Breath weapon is usable again in 1d4 = 3 rounds.))
*The cloud of gas clears quickly, but Dagron notices no change in any of them. He also notes no rising chest action at all from any of them. Very little movement at all, in fact. Then, it hits them.*
: Guys, they're not breathing! I don't even think they're alive!

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat May 24, 2008 10:29 pm
Rainblood Queen and Bishop just stop and stare at Enrick as he arrives. ((2 saves failed.))

Posted by: Alpha Sat May 24, 2008 10:51 pm
Laeral quickly chants out a pair of spells to aid his allies in this no doubt difficult battle. Using the quickening power in his headband, the movements of those around him speed up. He then peers at the Rainbloods, wondering if his brilliant aura spell would actually be useful against them. Something seems off, but he can’t quite place it. With a shrug, he selects a different spell. A warm glow extends to all of the elf’s nearby allies.
[Haste: 17 people. Should be everyone nearby too.
Resist Energy: Fire 30: Should be everyone nearby too.
[HP: 130/130
AC: 30]
Talacre is sprinting forward as soon as Pawn disappears in a flash. Rushing forward he dances, jumps and tumbles around Bishop, slashing again and again at the red armoured demon.
[Dervish Dance (10 rounds), full attack Bishop, fighting defensively, power attack 3.
Auto-pass all tumble checks.
Attack 1: 1d20(7) 17(bab) + 7(dex) + 3(enchantment) + 1(weapon focus) - 1(trait) + 4(dervish dance) + 2(acrobatic attack) + 1(haste) – 4(defensive fighting) – 3(power attack) = 34
Damage: 1d10 + 1d6(deadly defence) + 9(x1.5 STR) + 3(enchantment) + 6(INT) + 1(trait) + 4(dervish dance) + 2(acrobatic attack) + 6(power attack) = 38
Attack 2: 1d20(16) + 22 = 38
Damage: 1d10 + 1d6 + 1d6(flay foe) + 31 = 42
Attack 3: 1d20(19) + 17 = 36
Damage: 1d10 + 2d6 + 31 = 44
Attack 4: 1d20(2) + 12 = 14
Miss
Attack 5: 1d20(10) + 27 = 37
Damage: 1d10 + 2d6 + 31 = 34
Sense Weakness [feat]: Ignore up to 5 points of DR
HP: 211/211
AC: 45]

Posted by: Aldur Sat May 24, 2008 11:03 pm
"Well, I hate to tell you, but he's not your mark. Now go away. Aw hell, I'll make you!" Michael grinned widely as he aimed at the King, firing off a duo of light blasts at the walking armour of doom. ((Ranged touch 18. 15. Damage: 30, 51.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sun May 25, 2008 12:22 am
"Not alive? Then there's no reason to hold back! Protect the Prince! Maneuver GRaMXs!" ((Charging the queen. It would have been nice of me to mention that. Attack Roll: 17 + 12(BAB) +2 (Charge) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) - 1(Size) = 46
Attack: 7x3(Charge) = 21 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 35 + 17 (Gr. Pw. Ch.) = 52
Chromatic Lance: 4 (Fire) 3(Frost) 5(Acid) 2(Electricity) 6(Poison)
))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Sun May 25, 2008 9:12 am
: "I will not allow you to lay a finger on Prince Medion." The morphed swordsman states nobly with a determined glare, "Defend yourselves! En garde fiends!" Edrick leaps into action in a proud battle stance. His blade first pierces through the red assassin leader's crimson robe and carapace, guided by the character's righteous fury. Next in line is the stout warrior that is Rook, who is dealt an accurate, albeit weaker, blow to the head.
The agile fighter then turns his attention to another one of them, picking Knight as his next target. With two vigorous thrusts, Edrick attempts to weaken the fearsome battle mage as well.
: "It is hopeless!" He taunts finally with great gestures, "You are grossly outnumbered!"
((Attack King, Rook, and Knight twice. In that order.
Activate "Just Quit" on the first three attacks.
Will DC 27 or take -4 on attack rolls against user for 4 rounds.
Melee bonuses: +14/+9/+4/+14 (BAB) +5 (DEX) +9 (CHA) +1 (Weapon) +1 (Haste).
Results: 44, 31, 37, 41.
Damage bonuses: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +9 (CHA) +3 (INT)
Results: 17 (King), 14 (Rook), 17 and 16 (Knight).
HP 118/118
AC: 24 +9
Dodge on King.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon May 26, 2008 6:03 am
Melissa takes careful aim and fires at Bishop Rainblood, three accurate bursts punching hole after hole in the Imperial assassin. Talacre spins like a demented whirlwind of blades as his strikes penetrate the Rainblood Bishop's armor, carving out massive rends in the red metal. However, when he completes his attack and observes his work, he is somewhat surprised to note that the breaches in the armor reveal nothing underneath! Talacre is swiftly forced to dodge aside as Medion and Syntesis concentrate their power, each sending a blazing column of lightning cascading at the badly damaged Rainblood.
: “What... Again? I am defeated once more? Ridiculous! Completely ridiculous! It... can't... be...” Bishop gets out as his armor begins to crumble to nothing. With an inhuman shriek, Bishop Rainblood is destroyed, the incredible power of Ultimate Bolt finishing the work that Talacre had begun.
((Syntesis and Medion each cast Bolt Level 4 on Bishop Rainblood, while Melissa and Talacre attack it. The combined attacks overwhelm and destroy Bishop.))
: “Bishop...” King says, quietly as his companion dies. “You'll pay for that...”
Rainblood King is distracted from speech as he dodges Michael's blasts with surprising agility for one in armor so bulky. His single green eye seems to glint at Michael.
“You are doing a poor job of making me,” he chides.
((18 and 15 before or after adding in BAB and such? If those aren't totals, the results change.))
Eve slams into Queen Rainblood like a Red Comet, creating a huge hole in the feared assassin's armor with her newly acquired lance. Rainblood Queen, already dazed from Enrick's entrance, does nothing to counter the assault. A hail of bullets from Jim and Sheila slam into the dazed Rainblood, but fail to slay her, though they do breach the armor in several places.
((Hit, Hit, Miss, Hit. 131 damage. Hit, Hit, Miss, Hit, Miss, Miss, Miss. 65 damage from Sheila.))
Campbell bolts forward at King Rainblood, but again the leader of the Destonian executioners dodges aside, catching the lance change on his sword. Campbell growls as he gallops past and turns back to face his unhurt quarry.
Enrick manages to inflict minor damage to the Rainbloods, but his taunt seems to have no effect.
((Saves passed.))
Rook Rainblood turns towards Enrick, menacingly tightening his grip on his axe.
: “You worms... Bishop is dead a second time thanks to you!” Rook shouts as he hefts his axe. “I'll not forgive you!”
The terrible axe of Rainblood rises and falls three times into Enrick's body, each time creating a great wound. A fourth blow falls scant inches from Enrick's head as Uryudo chants loudly. A healing glow spreads over Enrick, undoing the damage Rook had wrought.
: “Grah... Heal him all you like, it only means I can hit him more before he finally dies!” Rook yells.
((3 hit, assuming Too Pretty to Die is used, one miss. 107 damage to Enrick. Uryudo immediately heals this damage.))
Knight Rainblood's single green eye locks on Viki.
“Ohoho... So you managed to pull Pawn away from us? Allow me to do the same for your soul and your body...” Knight says as he utters fell words. Darkness tinged fire erupts from the ground under Viki as a twisting serpent of flame bursts from the fiery pit to strike at the sorceress. Though the fiery assault only lasts seconds, it is enough, and when the smoke clears and the fire vanishes, Viki hits the ground, still breathing, but unconscious.
((Maximized Blaze 4 on Viki. 104-30(resist)= 74 damage to Viki. Viki is at -2.))
King Rainblood raises his sword, a giant double edged greatsword that would be impossible for a normal man to wield.
: “For spilling the blood of my brethren, I will rain your blood over this wretched city,” King Rainblood says with chilling calm. Power crackles around his sword as he speaks. With practiced ease, he swings it around once, then with movement almost too fast for the eye to catch, drives the weapon through the nearby Talacre. The massive weapon shears through Talacre's chest, cutting his vitals apart in an instant. The elven swordmaster falls off the blade into a heap. King Rainblood spins around with speed impossible for one so heavily armored, his blade slicing Campbell's midsection open, causing the centaur knight to drop to the ground, clutching the giant wound in pain.
((Upgraded Critical on Talacre, damage is irrelevant because Devastating Critical is triggered. Roll a nat 1 on the save. Talacre drops to -1 HP. Hit, and then another Devastating Critical on Campbell, who rolls a 3 on his save. Campbell is at -1.))
“Where are those reinforcements?!” Jim roars as the battle turns against the Shining Force.
Next turn.
: “Uryudo!!!” Syntesis shouts, grabbing her halfling friend by the shoulder and jabbing a finger at the fallen heroes on the battlefield.
: “I know, I know!” Uryudo says, raising his staff to the heavens. “Great Elbesem! Grant us your mercy!”
A shower of golden light rains down on Talacre and Campbell, healing the greivious wounds caused by the King of Rainblood.
((Mass Heal, catches Campbell and Talacre, but not Viki.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon May 26, 2008 9:03 am
((Pantherath would have been wherever Jim ordered him to be, otherwise he would have been with Jim. Actions pending ruling on his position (and thus, when he'd arrive).))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon May 26, 2008 5:47 pm

QUOTE (Arcdragnbreth @ Mon May 26, 2008 9:03 am)
((Pantherath would have been wherever Jim ordered him to be, otherwise he would have been with Jim. Actions pending ruling on his position (and thus, when he'd arrive).))

((We'll say he was checking in on the local temple, so he can arrive on the scene now if you wish.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon May 26, 2008 6:23 pm
*Dagron begins to descend in order to get into range to attack the Rainbloods. Then, King cuts down Talacre and Campbell with but a few sword strokes. The blows hit like thunder, and Dagron thought their bodies might be thrown across this section of Odegan.*
: What!? No one should be able to do that! That's... not... pos-ok, so you have some tricks up your sleeve. But what about...
*Dagron whips around with an open maw in an attempt to surprise Rook, but by not paying attention, he almost gets a mouthful of axe. Recovering slightly, he tries again, but still somewhat disoriented. Shaking the cobwebs, he lashes out with his claws with far more deadly precision. With a twist in the air, he batters the castlelike Rainblood with a torrent of his wings before a final snap and smashing his tail down on Rook's head.*
((Drop 5'. Dagron is now 10' above the Rainbloods.
Full Attack
Bite: 1d20 + 25 + 1 (haste) + 1 (higher ground) = 1 + ... miss
Bite: 1d20 + 27 = 2 + 27 = 29.
Claw: 1d20 + 22 = 12 + 22 = 34.
Claw: 1d20 + 22 = 12 + 22 = 34.
Wing: 1d20 + 20 = 19 + 20 = 39.
Wing: 1d20 + 20 = 13 + 20 = 33.
Tail: 1d20 + 20 = 9 + 20 = 29.
Damage
Bite: Miss
Bite: 2d6 + 14 + 2d6 = 3 + 4 + 14 + 1 + 6 = 28.
Claw: 1d8 + 8 + 2d6 = 3 + 8 + 3 + 5 = 19.
Claw: 1d8 + 8 + 2d6 = 5 + 8 + 3 + 2 = 18.
Wing: 1d6 + 6 = 2 + 6 = 8.
Wing: 1d6 + 6 = 2 + 6 = 8.
Tail: 1d8 + 18 = 6 + 18 = 24.))

Posted by: Alpha Mon May 26, 2008 9:01 pm
: “TALACRE! NOOOOOOOOO!” Laeral screams as he sees his brother taken down, not even noticing as the healing energy revives him and the blade dancer immediately hops back up. “YOU BASTARD! YOU’LL PAY! Almost throwing caution to the wind, he chants quickly and furiously, and a storm of ice and hail smashes down upon the Rainblood King. He also adds another insidious spell, secretly aiming at the enemy leader’s weapon, which momentarily flickers black.
[Cast Freeze 4 on Rainblood King
Damage: 12d8 + 24 = 92 cold damage, no save
Quicken cast Backbiter
Rainblood King’s weapon (assuming it’s magic) takes a Will save DC18 or the next attack made with it automatically hits its wielder]
[HP: 130/130; AC: 30]
Even as the might sword of his enemy exits his chest with searing pain, golden light closes and heals the wound. Not pausing to consider this, Talacre snaps straight to his feet and continues his assault on the Rainbloods. He targets the already wounded Queen, hoping to finish her off before she comes back to her senses. Once his flurry of attacks are dealt out, he hops back and leaps up in the air. At the peak of his jump he activates his unusual ability to walk on air, allowing himself to stay out of range of the Rainblood’s weapons.
: “Laeral, I’m fine!” he shouts out. “For now, anyway,” he adds in a mutter.
[Auto free stand with no AoO. Move and full attack Queen. Then fall back and use Air Walk to move 10’ out and 20’ up
Melee bonuses: +17/+12/+7/+2/+17(BAB) + 7(DEX) + 3(enchantment) + 1(weapon focus) - 1(trait) + 4(dervish dance) + 2(acrobatic attack) + 1(haste) – 2(combat expertise) – 5(power attack)
17,13,8,17,10
Results: 44, 35, 26, 29, 37
Damage bonuses: 1d10(weapon) + 1d6(deadly defence) + 1d6(flay foe) + 9(x1.5 STR) + 3(enchantment) + 6(INT) + 1(trait) + 4(dervish dance) + 2(acrobatic attack) + 10(PA)
Results: 42, 44, 41, 47, 54
Sense Weakness [feat]: Ignore up to 5 points of DR
If Queen dies before all attacks are out, move attacks to the next closest. If he makes a kill then he can get a Cleave attack.
[HP: 211/211; AC: 40]

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Mon May 26, 2008 9:29 pm
: "That... There is no way I will fall to your brutish onslaughts. Here I come!" Edrick bravely stands to the sturdy fighter despite the fearsome wounds dealt before, his rapier whistling in the air as he daringly strikes back at Rook. Two attacks reach their mark although barely scratching the red metal. The heroic swordsman steps to the side surprisingly fast in the middle of his valliant assault and cries out in a feral frenzy, demonstrating his supreme agility as he dives whole at his foe's feet to then catch a weak spot in an upward thrust.
:"RAPIERRRRRRR UPPER-CUUUUUUUUT!"
((Full attack Rook.
Activate Deathstrike Bracers. (swift)
Enable to critical hit the dead and such.
Activate "Ooh, Burn!" and "Gotcha!" on first and third attacks.
+1d6 fire damage.
+5 damage. (half ranks in Perform [comedy])
Melee bonuses: +30/+25/+20/+30
Results: 37, 28, 39 (Nat 19. Confirm: Nat 19... Confirm: Nat 20... Confirm: Nat 8 = 28. Unless 28 hits, here is an upgraded critical hit!), 47.
Damage bonuses: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +9 (CHA) +3 (INT) x3 critical.
Results: 16 +2 fire, 19, 69 (Gotcha included), 19 = 123 +2 fire
HP 118/118
AC: 24
Dodge to King.))

Posted by: Alpha Mon May 26, 2008 10:23 pm
((So Tal's last attack goes redirects to Rook. And Cleave against him too: To hit: 45 Damage: 60))

Posted by: YsFanatic Mon May 26, 2008 10:57 pm
((Not a lot of time and not fully sure what's going on.... but Full Attack with Surge against Rook Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) – Burst Fire + Enchantment = (12/7/2 + 8 = 20/15/10) + Haste Attack 1: 12 + 20 = 32 + 1 = 33
Attack 2: 15 + 15 = 30 + 1 = 31
Attack 3: 2 + 10 = 12 + 1 = Miss
Haste Attack: 12 + 20 = 32 + 1 = 33
Surge Attack: 18 + 20 = 32 + 1 = 39
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle) + 2d10 (Burst Fire) + Holy + Enchantment + PBS = (5d10 + 9 + 2d6)
Attack 1: (5d10 = 6 + 3 + 6 + 6 + 6 = 27) + (2d6 = 1 + 5 = 6) + 9 = 42
Attack 2: (5d10 = 8 + 7 + 10 + 4 + 5 = 34) + (2d6 = 5 + 5 = 10) + 9 = 53
Haste Attack: (5d10 = 3 + 9 + 8 + 10 + 10 = 40) + (2d6 = 2 + 1 = 3) + 9 = 52
Surge Attack: (5d10 = 10 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 9 = 32) + (2d6 = 5 + 1 = 6) + 9 = 47
All attacks ignore a total of 20 points of DR between the rifle and Sense Weakness. Also, Armor Piercing 7.
Dodge to nearest Rainblood.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue May 27, 2008 12:15 am
Eve, a few feet off the ground after her errant charge into the fray, glides just a few feet over to unleash a hail of thrusts upon the Rook. ((Full Attack Haste Attack: 16+12(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) - 1(Size)=43
Damage: 8 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 22
Lance: 2(Fire) 4(Frost) 5(Acid) 3(Elec) 1(Poison) = 15
Attack 1:
14+12(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) - 1(Size)=41
Damage: 6 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 20
Lance: 2(Fire) 4(Frost) 2(Acid) 4(Elec) 3(Psn) = 15
Attack 2:
13+7(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) - 1(Size)=35
Damage: 6 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 20
Lance: 6(Fire) 2(Frost) 5(Acid) 5(Elec) 2(Psn) 20
Attack 3:
20+2(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) - 1(Size)=37
Damage: 3 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 17
Lance: 5(Fire) 3(Frost) 6(Acid) 3(Elec) 4(Psn) = 21))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue May 27, 2008 3:11 am
"WISE FWOM YO GWAVE!" the kitty said, boinking the girl over the head. "LESS GO! GO GO GO GO GO!" Or... "Rise!" the Woren commanded, placing his hands on the owner of the Blinking Rune. Then, hissing at the Rainbloods remaining, he added, "You'd do well to die before I get to you, fiend... it has been long since I ripped asunder an infidel seeking to quench the Light."
((Drop a Cure Critical Wounds on Viki. Stand wherever I won't cause an AoO, obviously. If I can't...
Defensive Casting: 15 before mods, so I won't bother calculating.
Cure Critical Wounds: 4d8 +14 (level) +8 (aug. heal.) = 45 hp restored to Viki.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue May 27, 2008 9:54 pm
Dagron strikes again and again at Rook, but his blows fail to pierce the mighty armor of the Rainblood. Talacre slashes again and again at Queen Rainblood, until finally, the red armored demoness staggers back, Talacre moving on to strike at Rook.
: "Slain... again? Lady Luck... has truly forsaken me..." Queen mutters as she crumbles into red dust.
((Queen Rainblood uses Bloody Luck to force a reroll on Talacre's attacks. The reroll produced nearly all nat 20s. Worst ability ever.))
A hail of gunshots pierces through Rook as Melissa opens up on the Rainblood. Enrick and Talacre add to the assault with a flurry of accurate and supernaturally charged sword strikes. Great breaches and tears appear in the crimson armor of Rook, and he growls menancingly. Weathering the damage, he takes a step forward and raises his axe...
Only to be thrown down and trampled as Eve crashes into him from behind. His armor broken and crumbling rapidly to dust, Rook looks at sky and mutters his last words with shock.
: "To have defeated the Rook of Rainblood in so short a time... I thought only Julian's Battalion had... Powerful... Too powerful..." Rook whispers as he crumbles to rust.
Jim curses a blue streak as his bullets ricochet off Rainblood Knight's armor. Sheila fares better, managing to punch several holes in the metal suit. Knight merely laughs at the attacks.
((Jim attacks: Miss, Miss, Miss, Miss. Sheila attacks: Hit, Hit, Hit, Miss, Hit, Miss, Hit. 100 damage after DR.))
: "Thank you, I felt an itch there... Now then, perhaps I will get ready of that annoying little halfling. Do you know how bothersome it is to kill one of you only to have to kill the same person again after some spell has brought them back to life?" Knight asks, then chuckles. "Ah, but I suppose you would."
Twin columns of flame erupt over Uryudo, blackening and burning his skin as his holy robes are set afire. The smell of burnt flesh fills the air.
: "Aaaaa! I can't... I have to..." Uryudo gets out, leaning heavily on his staff.
((Empowered, Maximized Blaze 4 on Uryudo, followed by a Quickened Maximized Blaze 4 on Uryudo. After resistances, Uryudo is at 5 HP.))
King Rainblood is coating by a thin layer of frost as he walks through Laeralas' freeze magic, his weapon unaffected by the curse laid on it. Undaunted by the attacks, he whirls around as Campbell begins to stand, dealing a mighty blow with his sword that opens the wound Uryudo just healed. The centaur knight falls again as King Rainblood takes one long step towards Eve.
: "Pay for your crimes against the Emperor," King whispers as he brings his giant sword crashing down twice on the pegasus knight's flank. Despite the immense power behind the attack, Eve manages to hold her own.
A white and golden blur suddenly shoots towards the King of Rainblood with incredible speed.
: "Pay for yours against the people of the Empire," Medion hisses as as he charges with his rapier. King Rainblood turns and deflects the thin blade away with an agile sweep of his massive sword.
:
"Ahahahaha, foolish prince! Charging the enemy assigned to oversee your execution!" King says, laughing as he raises his sword over his head. "You shall die here!"
The sword falls down into Medion's shoulder, cleaving apart bone and slicing flesh. Medion screams and falls on his back, blood flowing freely from his wound as the great Hero of the Empire passes out.
((Hit, Hit, then Devastating Critical on Campbell and Medion, Campbell is at -1 HP. Medion is at -1. Eve takes 92 damage from Rainblood King.))
: "Now... to finish my mission," Rainblood King says as he looks at the unconscious Prince before him.
Next turn!

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue May 27, 2008 10:04 pm
*Dagron flaps backward in the air, placing an ally on the other side of Knight from him.* : Go! Protect the Prince! I'll deal with this one! *Knight temporarily distracted on both sides, Dagron lashes out with a flurry of tooth and nail once more in an attempt to rend the Rainblood Knight apart piece by piece. He, however, is met with the same kind of luck against Rook, this time nearly catching the Halberod in his jaws.*
: Let's see just how hot you really are!
((Dagron moves 5' to get within 5' of Knight as well as place someone on the other side of him for a flank. For the record, I hate AIM.
Full Attack
Bite: 1d20 + 27 + 2 = 1 + ... -_-
Bite: 1d20 + 29 = 11 + 29 = 40. Hit.
Claw: 1d20 + 24 = 14 + 24 = 38. Miss.
Claw: 1d20 + 24 = 2 + 24 = 26. Miss.
Wing: 1d20 + 22 = 7 + 22 = 29. Miss.
Wing: 1d20 + 22 = 12 + 22 = 34. Miss.
Tail: 1d20 + 22 = 14 + 22 = 36. Miss.
Damage
Bite: 2d6 + 14 + 2d6 (holy) = 6 + 1 + 14 + 1 + 4 = 21 + 5 holy))

Posted by: Aldur Tue May 27, 2008 10:27 pm
"No! No! No! NOOOOO!" Michael screams as he blasts at the Rainblood King again, speeding after the statue, stopping in front of Medion's Body, a look of hate and rage in his eyes, his holy radiance growing ever brighter, as if to dazzle the Rainblood.
"You cannot have him!"
((Miss and Miss. Rolled a 4 and a 1.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed May 28, 2008 12:05 am
Seeing Medion and Campbell go down, or perhaps merely responding to how poor she was feeling, Viki raised the Wow Wow Wand to the sky. Glimmers of azure pulsed and danced above her head, heralding the activation of the Water Rune. Warm drops of healing rain fell upon several of their entourage.
((17 + 14 = +31 HP to several targets so long as none are further than 30 feet apart. At the very least the effect should hit Eve, Medion, and Campbell. Herself too if possible, and anyone else who needs it and isn't like way too far away.))
Gritting her teeth, Eve found herself having no choice but to stand her ground, unable to abandon the Prince in the midst of the battle.
((
Haste Attack:
14 + 12(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) +1(C.Int) +2(Flank) - 1(Size) = 46
Damage: 6 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 20
Lance: 5(Fire) 2(Frost) 5(Acid) 1(Elec) 1(Poison) = 14
Attack 1:
11 + 12(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) +1(C.Int) +2(Flank) - 1(Size) = 41
Damage: 4 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 18
Lance: 4(Fire) 1(Frost) 3(Acid) 4(Elec) 1(Poison) = 13
Attack 2:
17 + 7(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) +1(C.Int) +2(Flank) -1(Size) = 42
Damage: 6 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 20
Lance: 5(Fire) 4(Frost) 1(Acid) 3(Elec) 2(Poison) = 15
Attack 3:
15 + 2(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) +1(C.Int) +2(Flank) - 1(Size) = 35
Damage: 5 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 19
Lance: 3(Fire) 6(Frost) 1(Acid) 5(Elec) 3(Poison) = 18
))

Posted by: YsFanatic Wed May 28, 2008 12:22 am
((Full Attack with Surge against the King Gauss Hit: 1d20 + BAB + DEX + Weapon Focus (Gauss Assault Rifle) – Burst Fire + Enchantment = (12/7/2 + 8 = 20/15/10) + Haste Attack 1: 7 + 20 = 27 + 1 = 28 Attack 2: 11 + 15 = 26 + 1 = 27 Attack 3: 19 + 10 = 29 + 1 = 30
Haste Attack: 5 + 20 = 25 + 1 = 26
Surge Attack: 9 + 20 = 29 + 1 = 30
Gauss Damage: 3d10+3 + Weapon Specialization (Gauss Assault Rifle) + 2d10 (Burst Fire) + Holy + Enchantment + PBS = (5d10 + 9 + 2d6)
Attack 1: (5d10 = 9 + 9 + 10 + 5 + 2 = 35) + (2d6 = 2 + 2 = 4) + 9 = 48
Attack 2: (5d10 = 8 + 2 + 4 + 4 + 2 = 20) + (2d6 = 6 + 3 = 9) + 9 = 38
Attack 3: (5d10 = 5 + 10 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 33) + (2d6 = 5 + 1 = 6) + 9 = 48
Haste Attack: (5d10 = 3 + 6 + 2 + 5 + 10 = 26) + (2d6 = 3 + 4 = 7) + 9 = 42
Surge Attack: (5d10 = 4 + 10 + 10 + 5 + 7 = 36) + (2d6 = 5 + 1 = 6) + 9 = 51
All attacks ignore a total of 20 points of DR between the rifle and Sense Weakness. Also, Armor Piercing 7.
Dodge to King
Precise Shot negates the whole thing about my target being in melee.
Also, Knight should be allowed to auto-kill the Knight))

Posted by: Alpha Wed May 28, 2008 1:40 am
[Talacre swoops down, gets Greater Heroism cast on him by Laeral, proceeds to attack King, 4 misses, 1 hit, flies back out of reach] Damage: 34, ignore 5DR] [Laeralas HP: 130/130, AC:30 Talacre
HP: 228/228; AC: 40]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed May 28, 2008 4:13 am
((I lack the energy and inspiration to make a "proper" post, but I might pretty this up later. Jessica shows up, *FINALLY*, and will drop Gires or Gisar, depending on how many people are wounded, and how badly they're wounded. If no one is still hurt, she'll put up Deban.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed May 28, 2008 6:56 am
"Stand only a while longer, until I can knock you back to hell," Pantherath hisses at the Rainblood King. Divine magic flowing from his touch to fade away most ot the healer's wounds, he added, "And when I come for you, do not fall right away... I want to savor the punishment the Light has provided me to mete out to your kind!"
((As before, except we trade spells and targets. Heal on Uryudo.
Defensive Casting: 1d20 + 10 (ranks) +2 (con) = 17. Pass.
Heal: 140 (level) +14 (aug. heal.) = 154 hp restored to the Halfling.
Now no one come that close to death again, so Pantherath actually gets to use his weapon.))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Wed May 28, 2008 9:01 am
: "Check!" Edrick shouts as he turns from his former target to land an especially accurate blow on King, then three more. : "Prince Medion! Hold on!" ((Full attack King. Activate "Don't Let Your Guard Down!" First attack will ignore DR.
Melee bonuses: +30/+25/+20/+30 +2 (Flank)
Results: 49, 31, 34, 48.
Damage bonuses: 1d6+1 (Weapon) +9 (CHA).
Results: 16, 12, 14, 14.
HP 118/118
AC: 24 +9
Dodge to King.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri May 30, 2008 1:03 am
Dagron lashes out again and again with his claws and fangs, but only a single bite manages to make it past the Rainblood's formidable armor. Talacre and Enrick find their situation much the same, only managing a single blow each on the incredibly powerful warrior. Even Melissa's Gauss Rifle does little but ricochet off the crimson armor of the Red Assassin.
: "I'll deal with you later, lizard," Knight hisses to Dagron.
"Thanks!" Uryudo nods to Pantherath, placing a hand on Viki and willing her wounds to close.
"Come on!" Syntesis shouts, sending another column of lightning at Knight Rainblood. Knight reciprocates with a column of searing flame that blackens and burns the impetuous elf, but leaves her alive and even angrier.
((Heal. Viki is back to full. 140 damage to Knight. 70 damage after resistance to Syntesis. Syntesis is at 10 HP.))
Courtesy of Viki and Jessica, a healing rain and a curing glow envelop the combatants. Campbell and Medion stir, their weapons flashing with power as they immediately leap back into the fray, lance and rapier blurs of motion as for a moment King Rainblood is hard pressed to defend himself. Red armor buckles and rends under the assault of the legendary weapons wielded by equally renowned warriors.
((Total of about 100 damage dealt after DR from Campbell and Medion thanks to lol AIM.))
"WHY WON'T YOU DIIIIIIIIE?!" Sheila howls after bullet after bullet crashes against Rainblood Knight to little effect, though numerous holes begin to become visible.
((109 damage to Rainblood Knight.))
: "I'll do more than stand, cat," Rainblood King says to Pantherath as his giant sword twirls in the air, slamming into Campbell once more and sending the centaur sprawling. "I'll force others to lie down in the dirt forever." The sword flashes through the air and catches Eve in the side, slashing across her only to brutally cut into Enrick, cleaving apart some of his ribs and knocking him down and out. With a windmill motion, Rainblood King draws the blade against Medion, who staggers back, close to death once more.
((Hit, Hit, Hit, Critical Hit. Cleave back to Eve. Hit. Enrick is at -1. Campbell is at -9. Medion is at -7. 90 damage to Eve.))
: "You... can't... win..." Medion wheezes as his life pours from him. "Even if I die... Father's dream... will never..."
: "Be silent now and forevermore," the King of Rainblood says as he raises his sword. Jim swears a blue streak and dashes forward. Before King can bring his sword down, strong arms hook around and under the Prince of the Empire's shoulders, dragging him backward, away from the melee.
: "Don't think you can rob me of my quarry!" Rainblood King shouts, adjusting the descent of the blade. Jim angles his back forward, intercepting the sword with his body before it can hit the Prince. The massive weapon cuts through the field commander's blast armor and opens a terrible wound, but Jim continues to stand, merely grimacing at the pain.
: "It'll... take more... than that..." Jim mutters as he continues to pull Medion back to safety.
((Move to Medion and grab him. Heroic Surge to pull him back. AoO: Hit. Jim takes 41 damage.))
Next turn!

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri May 30, 2008 1:18 am
*Dagron continues assailing his arrogant Rainblood. However, some supernatural shield seems to protect him from the amount of pain Dagron wished to bring to him. Frustrated, smoke begins to plume from Dagron's nostrils.* ((Yet another full attack. This one so bad that it doesn't even warrant a decent description. Dagron is apparently getting Greater Heroism, but I don't feel like waiting to post.
Bite: 1d20 + 29 + 4 (GH) = 16 + 33 = 49. Hit.
Bite: 1d20 + 33 = 1 + ... -_-
Claw: 1d20 + 28 = 1 + ... >_<
Claw: 1d20 + 28 = 19 + 28 = 47. Hit.
Wing: 1d20 + 26 = 10 + 26 = 36. Miss.
Wing: 1d20 + 26 = 6 + 26 = 32. Miss.
Tail: 1d20 + 26 = 13 + 26 = 39. Miss.
Damage
Bite: 2d6 + 14 + 2d6 = 1 + 2 + 14 + 3 + 5 = 17 + 8 Holy.
Claw: 1d8 + 8 + 2d6 = 2 + 8 + 3 + 2 = 10 + 5 Holy.))

Posted by: Alpha Fri May 30, 2008 1:26 am
Noting DAGRON’s abysmal luck, Laeral hops over to his draconic friend and prods him mischievously. With the poke however comes a surge of energy, instilling the young drake with extra heroic energy. [Cast Greater Heroism on Dagron: +4 bonus on attack rolls, saves, skill checks; immunity to fear, +17 temp hp]
Once again, Talacre swoops in to attack the King Rainblood. This time he aims with more precision, attempting to actually cause the mighty foe pain more than once this time.
[Move in, full attack, move out.
To-hit bonuses
+17/+12/+7/+2/+17(BAB) + 7(DEX) + 3(enchantment) + 1(weapon focus) - 1(trait) + 4(dervish dance) + 2(acrobatic attack) + 1(haste) + 4(greater heroism) + 2(flank)
Results: 44, 49, 49, 30, 42
Damage bonuses
1d10(weapon) + 1d6(flay foe – each hit after the first) + 9(x1.5 STR) + 3(enchantment) + 1(trait) + 4(dervish dance) + 2(acrobatic attack)
Results: 28, 25, 28, 34, ignore 5 points of DR]

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri May 30, 2008 1:39 am

QUOTE (Alpha @ Thu May 29, 2008 8:26 pm)
Noting DAGRON’s abysmal luck, Laeral hops over to his draconic friend and prods him mischievously. With the poke however comes a surge of energy, instilling the young drake with extra heroic energy.

((To: Laeral
From: Dagron
Re: Heroism
Didn't work.))

Posted by: Alpha Fri May 30, 2008 1:40 am
(( At least he has the extra hp))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri May 30, 2008 5:45 am
"Your real opponent is here, fiend!" Pantherath roared, his massive blade igniting with holy fire as he drew it free. Swinging it deftly, despite it's size, he slammed it again and again against the Rainblood King's chest, beating him back. ((Turn attempt expended for Divine Might. Smite that punk bitch on the first attack, because I hate his HUGE GUTS.
Dodge to Rainblood King, obviously. And, going to get hit anyway, obviously.
Atk: 1d20 +11 bab +6 str +3 wpn +2 bane +2 teamwork +1 w. foc. -1 trait +2 flank +7 (smite) = 45
Dmg: 2d6 +3 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +2d6 (bane) +3 (smite) +1 (trait) +9 str = 40
Atk: 1d20 +11 bab +6 str +3 wpn +2 bane +2 teamwork +1 w. foc. -1 trait = 37
Dmg: 2d6 +3 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +2d6 (bane) +1 (trait) +9 str = 36
Atk: 1d20 +11 bab +6 str +3 wpn +2 bane +2 teamwork +1 w. foc. -1 trait = 20))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri May 30, 2008 8:40 pm
Viki turns briefly to Uryudo and gives him a wide grin before raising her Wand to the heavens once more. The Water Rune appeared once again, this time thrusting a gale of snow and ice into the Rainblood King. ((Sudden Maximized Breath of Ice.
10d8+10 = 90 Cold Damage. Reflex for Half.))
"Dammit!" Eve howled as she was struck once more. Once again however, she felt a surge of energy flow over her, this time not from Jessica and Viki but from the halfling. Her confidence in felling the foe waning, she gritted her teeth and lashed out again.
Haste Attack:
16 + 12(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) +1(C.Int) +2(Flank) - 1(Size) = 46
Damage: 8 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 22
Lance: 1(Fire) 5(Frost) 1(Acid) 1(Elec) 4(Poison) = 12
Total: 34
Attack 1:
19 + 12(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) +1(C.Int) +2(Flank) - 1(Size) = 49
Damage: 2 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 16
Lance: 6(Fire) 4(Frost) 2(Acid) 6(Elec) 3(Poison) = 21
Total: 37
Attack 2:
17 + 7(BAB) +8 (Str) +1(Wpn Focus) +2(HvyLance) +4(Wpn) +1(Haste) +1(C.Int) +2(Flank) -1(Size) = 47
Damage: 8 +8(Str) + 4(Wpn) +2(WpnSp) = 22
Lance: 1(Fire) 4(Frost) 4(Acid) 4(Elec) 2(Poison) = 15
Total: 37
Attack 3: Miss.
Total Before DR: 108
))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri May 30, 2008 9:59 pm
A column of lightning once again envelops King Rainblood as Syntesis diverts her attention to the largest threat to Medion's life. Pantherath's sword shears off a large piece of armor from the Rainblood King as Eve's lance pierces through it in three places, and Talacre's swords slices off bits of metal. Viki's ice spell weakens the armor for the combatants, the frozen attack shattering off sections of the crimson plate.
Dagron continues his relentless assault, supported by Sheila's gunfire as claw and bullet slams into the spellcasting Rainblood.
Both Rainbloods stagger back.
: "We can't afford to lose in this way. I acknowledge your superior force... but we will meet again," Rainblood King hisses, turning to Knight. "Let us retrieve Pawn and begone from here."
: "You've won the day, but there are so many of those in even one person's life... Don't think you'll be rid of us so easily," Knight says as he raises the Halberod. Both Rainbloods vanish in a brilliant flash of crimson light.
Jim seals Medion's wounds and the prince looks around, blinking.
: "We... did it..." he wheezes. "Everyone is all right? No casualties?"
((Everyone gains 10,000 XP. Rainblood casualties: Rainblood Bishop, Rainblood Rook, Rainblood Queen.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri May 30, 2008 10:43 pm
((DAGRON BECOMES LEVEL 17! LA increases by 1! (woohoo!) STR increases by 2! Natural armor increases by 1! DAGRON gains access to level 1 spells!))
*When Dagron realizes that the Rainbloods are beginning to teleport away, he makes a lunge at them, his mouth wide open exposing all his fangs, and his claws outstretched ready to rend them apart before they can get away. It is not to be, however. The young wyrm catches only a mouthful of light and a handful of sparkles as the remaining Rainbloods disappear. Dagron wheels around in the air, turning immediately toward Prince Medion and rushing back to stop in front of him.*
: Prince Medion, are you alright?

Posted by: Alpha Sat May 31, 2008 1:24 am
((Laeralas gains a level in Abjurant Champion! (Rogue 2/Wizard 3/Daggerspell Mage 10/Unseen Seer 2/Abjurant Champion 1) Max hit points increases by 10! Base attack bonus increases by 1! Will save increases by 2! Gains the class abilities 'Abjurant Armour' and 'Extended Abjuration'
Gained 6 skill points (Concentration [1], Jump [1], Knowledge [Arcana][2], Spellcraft [2])
Gains access to level 8 spells!
Gains one extra 5th level slot and two extra 8th level slots!
Learns the new spells: Bolt 3, Power Word Stun, Field of Icy Razors
Learnt the feat Greater Two Weapon Fighting))
Laeral looks around, breathing heavily.
: "Well that was unpleasant," the elf says slowly. "You ok?" he asks his brother as he comes closer from his odd looking position in the air.
: "Yeah, I'm fine," he replies, looking quite put out. "I didn't expect such power though." He looks around. "Still, we...survived," he says, observing the battered group.[/b]

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Sat May 31, 2008 7:26 pm
Edrick lies defeated, rapier at his side, his features morphing back to that of his old self. Enrick is unconscious but still breathing despite his critical wounds.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat May 31, 2008 7:29 pm
Uryudo swiftly moves around the Shining Force, healing those that need it as the others take stock of the situation.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat May 31, 2008 9:48 pm

QUOTE
Jessica gains a level in Psion!

- Max HP +7
- Autohypnosis +1
- Balance +2
- Concentration +1
- Heal +1
- Knowledge (Geography) +1
- Knowledge (Psionics) +1
- Psicraft +1
- Max PP +34
- Learns new power: Greater Metamorphosis

Posted by: Aldur Sat May 31, 2008 10:05 pm
Michael sighs in relief, turning to look at Medion, his normally warm eyes cold once more. "Other people suffer for your actions. I hope you live up to their expectations just as highly as you failed mine." He turned to his team mates and nodded. "I'll be in the bar. Do try to keep his Highness from death again, would you all?"
The warlock waves and walks down the street, towards the bar he had mentioned earlier, a dark look adorning his delicate features.

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat May 31, 2008 11:42 pm
((Notes: This happens some time after the Rainblood battle obviously, so don't feel as if you can't RP anything previous to that still. We just got this out of the way. Also to note, Rusty is no longer interested in playing because we're not as good as Vox or Kai or something, and apparently Eve was second-in-command. There's no 'official' explanation as to where Alex is, but for now Eve is in charge.))
Not in a war room, but on a grand porch perched on a giant tree does the elder of Stamp meet with the Shining Force. A large table is provided, and chairs for all those attending.
Talacre leans back comfortably, glad to be home.
Laeral however sits forward more hunched, hands together, his expression hinted with worry.
Eve stood at the end of the table, arms crossed, with a weary expression on her face. Her mother would have laughed at the situation, being all too familiar with spaces not being particularly convenient to the forms of centaurs after all. Still, there wasn't much humor in her expression; the sudden shift in command had all but caught her off-guard, and her nerves were on edge wondering if she was up to the task.
*Dagron does not take a seat, instead standing behind the table, as they would hardly fit his enlarged frame. Plus, he was more comfortable standing, anyway. He folds his arms, waiting for the conference to begin.*
The elder looks from face to face, then sighs. "You haven't told me what this concerns... but it's clear to me what a war council is. If only David had returned in time..." he shakes his head. "Please, begin."
Eve lowered her hands to her sides, taking a deep breath as she surveyed the room for a moment as well. I need to not screw this up; how would Mom have...feh. It's just talking, right?
"Sadly I can't do much to allay your worry in that respect, elder. But I guess that's the state of affairs in the world these days, after all."
Laeral looks up, more worry appearing on his face. "Where is he?" he asks.
"Very true," the Elder nods. "David was accompanying Gracia on a journey. He did not say where."
Laeral nods, but doesn't say anything else.
"He'll be fine," Talacre says. "Stop worrying Laeral."
"Do you know what their journey entailed?"
"Chasing their tails...?" Viki wondered quietly, pressing a finger to her pursed lips as she blankly stared upwards at the ceiling.
*Dagron was immensely curious as to what the heroes of the past were currently doing, though he also realized that this line of conversation was derailing the purpose of this conference.*
Laeral glares at his brother, but still doesn't say anything.
"No," the elder says, shaking his head to Dagron.
"Perhaps we should get down to business, then," *Dagron pushes, eager to get to the meat of the issue.*
"Before we do," Laeral says. "Where's father?" he asks.
Eve paused, beginning to add to Dagron's train of thought before Laeral raised a concern, and she rued herself for having not recalled that they were actually from Stamp.
"He's out with a scouting party," the elder says.
"And he'll be fine too," Talacre says, still appearing unconcerned.
"Ok then," Laeral says. "Well, let's commence the meeting."
She waited for a response from Laeral out of the corner of her eyes. When he spoke again, she gave a nod to herself before returning her gaze to the Elder once more.
"To keep it plain, we've got a plan in place to begin pushing back the Empire," Eve started simply. "As you can probably guess, we're seeking aid for just that, or at the very least informing notice so that you and your people can take whatever precautions are necessary to keep yourselves safe."
*Dagron nods, interested in Eve's ability to take charge. For her rather quiet nature, she certainly had a handle on things.*
"Indeed, the Emperor has grown... restless, as of late, and more aggressive. We must take action as soon as possible. There is no choice."
"There is no way he will ever push his troops forward into this village," Laeral says darkly. "I vow it."
Talacre nods vehemently in agreement with is brother. Apparently a lot of the brothers' humour disappears when their home is threatened.
She nodded, before exhaling a heavy sigh and briefly lowering her eyes to the ground for a moment before lifting them once more, wincing inwardly in expectation of a replies she was hoping not to hear.
The Elder frowns. "What is your plan?"
For a moment, she glances carefully at the Elder before glancing to her side to Jim as she began working the details out in her head.
"Assault from three directions," Eve began. Our strongest forces, while not particularly numerous, plan to advance on three fronts. The group present here will be remaining in the area, dealing with any situations in and around Stamp. One will be breaking the siege in Aspia. The final, Storich."
"I see," the Elder says. "If we of Stamp aid you, the Empire will take action against us."
"They're at our door as it is," Laeralas says. "They could move on us at any time. We need to do something."
Eve nodded. "That's part of our concern, and the reason we will maintain a third of our presence in the area during these times." She turned to the side, trotting a few steps in thought, before returning once more again, placing her hands gently on the table before her.
"So you will remain in Stamp until they are completely gone?" the Elder asks.
"I will," Laeral says quietly.
"As will I," Talacre adds.
"We plan to be here until the Empire is driven out," she replied, her gaze softening and her voice dimming. "Or at the very least, not far enough away that our presence wouldn't be felt." Her gaze softened, and her voice dimmed as she looked at the Elder sadly. "I wish I could give you assurances, guarantees, that there is no risk in any of this, but...I can't. I can't give you anything but our confidence in
the success of our other members, and the little success you may have seen or heard. I can't lie to you about that. I also can't lie when I say I don't think...I don't think we can succeed without your help, either." Eve lowered her head, and her scarlet locks brushed before her face after she spoke. Would her mother have handled it like this?
"Then I have to ask what your chances are," the Elder says. "Despicable as it sounds, I can't commit our warriors to a fight we can't win. So convince me you have even a chance at victory."
Her fingers dug uneasily into the table before she raised her head.
"No. That's not despicable," she replied calmly. "That's the stance anyone in your position would take; your people must come first."
"We are all skilled warriors with many talents," Talacre says with an easy smile. "Elder, just a few of us, with only a few of Medion's Force fought off the Rainbloods. When they were together. That alone should show our chances."
"How many are there in the village," *Dagron wonders aloud.*
"There are not many of us," Laeral replies to Dagron. "Like our Force, there are many skills to be found here. Skilled mages and rangers, as well as the dwarven warriors."
"I was more concerned with evacuation," *Dagron frowns.* "We may be able to move those unable to fight away from the battle."
"Laeral, Talacre, you're familiar with the area. Are there any good places for that if necessary?"
"There are only a few hundred of us combat able," the elder says. "And the nearest Imperial forces are at the edge of the forest. Two thousand strong."
"No need to worry about evacuation. We can just teleport anywhere necessary. Elbesem would accept them, even Ordalia, if that can be approved."
"I doubt it'll get to that," Jim says. "We should be able to push them back without fear of us being overrun."
"No. We will be able to push them back," Talacre corrects. "There's no 'should' about it."
"If you say so, though who knows what might happen. No innocent casualties is better than any."
"Elder, are there any civilians living near the edge of the forest, where the Imperial Forces are?" Jim asks.
"No, they left weeks ago, when the Imperials began scouting," the Elder says. "Everyone has been relocated here for safety."
"Have any of the village inhabitants left yet?" Laeral asks the Elder.
"Left Stamp?" the Elder says. "No, why would they?"
Laeral shrugs. "Some people get tense when the Empire set up
camp on our doorstep. I was just asking."
The Elder frowns. "Where would they go? Barrand seems to be their headquarters for the region. Malorie has been overrun. Aspia is under siege. Only the nomads of Vagabond remain here untouched."
"Elbesem," Laeral says simply.
"Elbesem is close by," the Elder says. "But many are reluctant to leave the Sea of Trees."
"No one wants to leave their home. That's understandable."
"That makes sense," Laeral says. "But it will be necessary if this plan is approved."
The Elder frowns. "How so?"
"With anything there's a chance of failure," she interjected. "No matter how much I try to placate otherwise, it would be in your people's interest to seek refuge elsewhere. At least for a short time."
"Well, as you say, the Imperials are fairly closeby. Should
combat ensue, getting those who do not participate in the fighting away should, as Eve says, seek refuge elsewhere."
"Ah... You appear to have misunderstood," the Elder says. "The Imperials are at the edge of the forest. The forest itself spans miles. They are close by when viewed from the lens of a military campaign...but the closest Imperial patrol is still a good day from here, if not further."
"I know this," Laeral says, breathing easier. "I didn't realise they were camped so far out."
"Even at some distance Elder, we can't ignore the possibility that the assault will fail, even if I fully believe that it won't."
"It won't," Talacre says with conviction.
"Plus it will ease the weight on everyone knowing the people of the village are safe elsewhere. Homes can be rebuilt. But whether we attack or not, the Empire will come."
"It probably doesn't matter," Jim says with a frown. "The assault is due to begin in a few days. An evacuation of a large scale can't be accomplished in that time. However..."
"It can with our combined teleporting abilities," Laeral says, glancing at Viki.
Viki was content in her corner of the room, watching a moth flutter about a lamp.
"Teleportation Circle," *Dagron says, matter-of-factly.*
Jim frowns. "That's true. Could Elbesem support a mass of refugees?" Jim rubs his forehead. "If we get them there, we'll have to be in charge of getting them back. That will throw a wrench in any pursuit plans."
"What are you more concerned with? Chasing the enemy or the lives of innocent people?"
Eve leveled her glance at Jim, the same concern plaguing her in the past few minutes of the conversation.
"I'll do it all on my own," Laeral says, referring to the teleporting job. "If it means everyone here being safe."
"Not all of us need to be involved in pursuit, as Laeral suggests, though I fail to see why you must do it on your own."
Jim raises an eyebrow. "How far is far enough in war? The enemy forces are a day or two out, and assuming victory, why would they press forward?"Jim shakes his head. "Besides... We've all forgotten something very very basic."
Jim stomps the floor with a boot. "We're hundreds of feet above the ground. How is a Destonian footman in full plate going to climb up here? Before being turned into a porcupine by elven arrows, of course."
"Perhaps our greatest advantage," Talacre says with a grin.
"I can probably carry a few of them. Think about that one."
"There are no dragons listed in General Valis' reserve forces," Jim replies.
"You're being rather short-sighted about this, but it's not my intent to run in circles around this issue. Collateral is collateral, and I would still prefer none
of it. Be it a fireball, a flying soldier, or artillery."
Jim raises an eyebrow. "A fireball that can travel a day's journey?"
"Artillery would have problems in the forest," Laeral says. "But their wizards could lay waste to the trees."
"We can debate the specifics later, boys," Eve chided. "We don't expect you to lend us every able fighter that you have, Elder. Just enough to aid us in that battle. We're going to fight no matter what, and we're going to do everything we can to keep as many innocent people from being hurt as possible. But...we can't avoid our fight. The lives of the rest of our friends and comrades in the other battles hinge on our success here."
The Elder sighs. "The fight will happen one way or the other... You are merely giving me a chance to affect the outcome. Correct?"
*Dagron rolls his eyes.* "In other words, we're here to help you. If you want to fight for what is right and what is yours, that is your choice to make."
"Yes. If you don't, and they have no reason to assume you aided us in any way, they will still come eventually if their ambitions aren't stopped. That, I believe."
"Our chances of success are low without your help, but...we have to try either way. Please, I'm asking for your help."
"We're, asking for your help," Laeral says evenly.
Of course, she chided herself. Just like my mother.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat May 31, 2008 11:47 pm
((Diplomacy from Dagron, failed Aid Another from Eve, good Aidage from Laeral and Talacre...but none of it really matters because Viki's diplomacy roll was a 20. Yes. Viki.)) "And don't forget, like I mentioned earlier," Talacre reminds the Elder. "Just small numbers of us are powerful - we killed half of the Rainbloods. If we can spread that among their troops, it's sure to cause fear among them."
"Um...I don't really live here," Viki started out of the blue, sauntering easily to the table. But...bad things happen a lot...and...um. It seems like when good people work together, good things happen, right?
"And I think you're a good person," she says to the Elder. "You don't want to see anyone hurt. I think she's a good person too," she said, motioning to Eve. "And for a talking dragon he's pretty good. And Jim's always been nice to me."
The Elder nods at Talacre. "Yes... If you are that powerful, your hands may be able to carry Stamp's fate."
"One of the village's finest warriors, right here," Talacre says with a grin.
The Elder turns to Eve, "And you make several good points. The Imperials have shown no signs of stopping their expansion in the past save when
curtailed by force."
The Elder turns to Viki. "And your words... They have a purity about them. An innocence that sometimes I think we forget. Good must join with good to fight back the darkness. Such has it always been."
"Uh huh! Everyone has to do their best! "Just watch out for the ghosts."
*Dagron puts a claw to his mouth to cover a rapidly growing grin.* "Yes... ghosts."
Laeral chuckles. "Remember Enrick in Odegan," he says to Dagron.
*Dagron nearly snorts, but holds it back.* "Not... now..." *He strains to get out seriously.*
"Very well, I shall pledge the majority of our forces to aid you. A small guard will remain here to protect the village."
Inwardly, Eve Morslyn sighed with heavy relief. Outwardly, she let her lips curve into a gentle smile, nodding courteously to the Elder.
"We'll do our best to make sure your kindness isn't in vain."
"In case of an emergy, a small but powerful number of can teleport back here at a moment's notice," Laeral adds in reassurance.
"Do you have a battle plan?" the Elder asks.
Laeral merely smiles, his mood now considerable lightened now that the Elder had agreed.
"We'll draw one up shortly. Dagron and I will take to the skies and get a good look at what we're dealing with."
"I can join you," Talacre puts in. "I can fly too, you know."
"You're smaller too; good idea."
Talacre laughs. "And I know the area."
"I'll leave flying directly over the encampments to you. Dagron and I will split up and deal with the sides so we can stay a bit further back. Then we'll meet up and bring our findings back, so that you, Elder, and Jim can help orchestrate a plan. Sound good?"
"I'll enchant you all with invisibility before you go," Laeral offers. "I can extend it too with a metamagic variant."
"We have a map of the area here," the Elder says. "If you need it."
"Perfect."
"What do you know about the Imperial forces that will be involved?"
"The main Imperial force is stationed in Barrand... they are far more numerous than the regiment at our door," the Elder says. The regiment you intend to face is only 2,000 men, strong, comprised mostly of infantry, with a force of centaur knights in support. They have archers as well, and a single unit of priests and mages."
"We could organise a stealth strike force to take out that single unit of priests and mages," Laeral suggests.
"In any case, this is as good a time as any for a short break before we deal in specifics," Eve concludes. "I'm sure there may be people you need to notify Elder, and we could use the time to report to the rest of our friends as well."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jun 03, 2008 5:13 pm
A swift sweep of the area reveals that the Rainbloods have indeed gone, no trace of the Red Assassins left behind save for the dust remains of those slain. The Prince and his companions thank the Force profusely for their aid, gaining a powerful ally.
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At some point during the stay in Odegan at night...
Michael sighed, sailing through the air as he sat on top of a building, thinking back to everything. Medion, Sierra, the orphanage...all of it. He blinked as he looked around the city. And nodding, heading for the inn. Luckily for the angel, the room he needed had the window open, and the lithe boy flew in silently, standing in front of the window sill, looking to see what was around.
Medion is sleeping soundly in his bed.
Michael sighs, shaking his head. "He's...so...stupid." The warlock leans against the window sill and shakes his head again. No...he's just innocent. He snorted, his blue eyes flashing as he steps closer. "You know, you're kinda cute. In fact, you just edge out Arrawnt. Though I still hate what you did."
Medion snaps awake when Michael enters the room. The Ark Rapier appears in a flash as Medion's covered right arm flies from underneath the bedsheets, the prince turning towards the intruder.
"Oh... you," Medion says, lowering the rapier. "I was expecting company of a darker shade this night."
"What are you doing here?" Medion asks.
Michael blinked. "Oh. Right. Erm, I could ask around if you wanted? I'm sure a town as big as this can accomadate...And Synthesis is nearby. I could go wake her?" Michael giggles at this, his sense of humour flaring to life again.
Medion raises an eyebrow. "So... you came to my room to..." Medion shakes his head. "You might have a kindred soul in Campbell..."
"I'm afraid that while my loathing of you would make for a great raunchy ballad..." Michael glared at Medion. "I just came for my own peace of mind."
"Then say what you wanted to say," Medion says, evenly.
"Like a glacier." Michael nodded, stepping away from Medion to look up at the night sky through the window. "Tell me...Synthesis is a commoner, and so is your cleric. How well acquainted are you with the lives of the common man in the capital? Nevermind the empire for now."
"In the capital?" Medion says. "Fairly well. I've heard the stories from Syntesis and Uryudo, as well as my mother. I've been to the slums on more than one occassion, though I admit I have never lived there. I cannot and will not claim to know as much about it as one of the souls raised poor or impoverished. I have not experienced it firsthand. But I have seen and heard."
"Sounds about right. The Queen'd have had a fit." Michael turned his head and grinned nastily. "Well...that's expected. You, the Base born Prince...the sole hope of the common people." Michael snorted. "They raved and raved about you, you know? Your very existence was a form of hope." Michael sighed, turning back to look out the window again. "And yet...it didn't quite happen. Raised as a living weapon...trying to help your mother while your father manipulated and guided your footsteps...they were left quite disappointed."
His hand snapped into a fist, his tone becoming angry. "Some paying the price for their misplaced belief."
"What then, would you have had me do?" Medion asks, simply.
"Does ice run through your veins third prince!? Do you know the many who have been casually beaten just for stating their liking of you!? Do you know!? Of course you don't!" The warlock's fist slammed into the window sill. "Too busy trying to garner Father's Praise to worry! Too busy helping Republican armies who could look after themselves!"
"Look after themselves?!" Medion shouts incredulously. "MALORIE IS GONE! The second mightiest of the Republic's forces have been wiped out, their families raped, imprisoned, hanged, or worse! Aspia groans under siege as Imperial soldiers spread out into the countryside, terrorizing the populace into submission!"
Raped? Imprisoned? Hanged? I hope for their sake the families are hung. Killed. Run away. This empire breeds only death. And you were too weak! TOO WEAK TO STOP IT! SO DON'T RAIL AT ME FOR PEOPLE SUFFERING! YOU HAD PLENTY OF TIME AFTER THE BULZOME RISING TO HELP THINGS!" Michael screamed out. "But still you hesitated! Domaric! Your Father! One of the most despicable men in the world! Did you move against him? Did you put your desire for a better life for the common people first! NO YOU DAMN WELL DIDN'T PRINCE OF ICE!"
"What desire do you think I've been acting upon?!" Medion shouted back. "Father's praise? My ties with him were broken when he exiled me and tried to kill my mother! Do you think I do what I do for my own enjoyment? For glory?" Medion throws up a hand and shakes his head. "Do you even know what I've been doing all this time? Or would you rather stand there and condemn me? Go ahead if that's what you want. I've faced scorn from all sorts of people, it is nothing new to me."
"Always the now with you...dearheart." Michael sighed. "Up until recently I think my words were correct. And condemned? You fool! You're the Prince! A base born one maybe, but any noble who spoke out against you...YOU HAD THE RIGHT TO TELL THEM WHERE TO GO. TO PUNISH THEM! YOU FACED SCORN!?" Michael turned around marching up to Medion, face set and eyes burning with celestial light. "Scorn from who? Those horrible nobles? The corrupt Priesthood? Those roving the orphanages!? Picking out and selecting suitable candidates for their horrible pleasures!? THOSE BASTARDS YOU NEVER SAID A WORD AGAINST! EVEN BEFORE THE RECENT MESS!"
"How would you know what I said?" Medion returns."How would you know what I've done?"
: Michael began to tremble slightly, from fear or emotion, it was hard to tell, his voice quavering slightly. "Because...if you had said enough. If you had done enough...it would have stopped. Me. My friends, my sister...Sierra. All of us...the horrors would have gone."
Medion shakes his head. "That was never true. Do you really think I ever held that much weight in the Court? With my father?" Medion asks. "I may be the hope for the common people, but to many a noble, I was a curiousity... nothing more. I could save an innocent here or there, intervene on someone's behalf or plead mercy for them..." Medion shakes his head. "Nothing more." Anger simmers behind Medion's mask of calm. "You say I could have done all these things... During the Bulzome Incident do you know how I tried? A refugee group was fleeing to the Republic with Border Guard in hot pursuit. I told the Guard to stand down, they told me to piss off."
"Then you take out that sword and use it for something meaningful until they listen!" Michael cries out, shaking from both rage and his painful memories. "You had a chance! If I had been in your shoes, as soon as Julian Battlation had Melinda save I'd have gutted the bastard!"
"I did," Medion says, quietly. "I did battle to keep the refugees safe. As for father... What good would that have done?" Medion asks. "Kill him then? When he finally agreed to peace? Start the war again when Bulzome loomed above us? Everyone knew it was a matter of time, but we needed that time to rebuild and regroup!"
"You have it all thought out and reasoned. Or was your hand stayed for another reason?" Michael turned away, eyes slitted. "You couldn't have blamed the Bulzome? You couldn't have thought his murder out? I doubt Mageron would care. The Imperial royal family have no love for each other."
"That is not entirely true..." Medion says, quietly. "My sister is proof of that."
"I'm glad she proved something. My sister's life served only to prove amusement to some noble." Michael shook his head fiercely. "I was too young to do anything. Nothing and no one cared. All the while she was sure the Majestic Prince Medion would eventually make things better. And I listened in my youthful naivity!" Michael turned again, all anger gone, only a profound look of loss and disappointment on his face.
I will try and keep trying until my death," Medion says, closing my eyes.
"You missed your chance. And you may never get it again." Michael shook his head. "I can't really talk about parents or anything, I never knew mine...but...but...if I knew that my father was that much of a horrible blight to the human race...I would...I would happily sacrifice myself to make sure he hurt no more with his mad ambition!"
With this final statement, Michael leaps onto the window, jumping out of it as his glowing wings of light appear, the warlock flying away, his thoughts in disarray and his mind spinning.
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With everything accounted for, the prince safe, and a new addition to their ranks, the Force departs Odegan in the morning, heading to Stamp to plan their part in the three pronged attack.

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Wed Jun 04, 2008 6:50 pm
Doomed. We are doomed...

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Jun 04, 2008 6:50 pm
((This will be a thing))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 04, 2008 6:55 pm
The Elder nods. "Allow me to fill you in on the information we've managed to gather so far..." Stamp Village forces: 100 rangers. 100 elven swordsmen. 100 elven archers drawn from surrounding area. 10 warmages 10 warpriests. 50 elven scouts (rogues) 50 dwarven axemen.
9 units of 10 elven rangers: Average level: Ranger 4. Damage Factors: 6 AC: 17 (Dex3+Chainshirt4) RangedBonus: +10 (+4 BAB+1 damage, +1 mwk, +3 Dex +1 WP) Rapidshot. Point Blank Shot, Far Shot Range: 150'
1 unit of 10 elite rangers: Average level: Ranger 7 Damage Factors: 9 AC: 19 (Dex3+Chainshirt+2) Ranged Bonus: +14/+9 (+7 BAB+1 damage, +2 enchant, +3 Dex +1 WP) Range: 150' Rapidshot, Manyshot. Weapon Focus, Far Shot. Point Blank Shot
9 units of 10 elven swordsmen: Average level: Fighter 4 Damage Factors: 5 AC: 22 (+5 Breastplate, +3 Dex,+1 dodge,+1 luck, +2 shield) Melee Bonus: +10(+4 BAB +1 damage, +2 Str, +1 WF, +2 teamwork) W.Focus and Spec. Dodge, Luck of Heroes, Teamwork.
1 unit of 10 elite elven swordsmen: Average level: Fighter 6 Damage Factors: 9 AC: 25 (+7 Breastplate+2, +3 Dex,+1 dodge,+1 luck, +3 shield+1,) Melee Bonus: +15/+9(+6 BAB +1 damage, +3 Str, +1 WF, +2 teamwork, +2 enchant) W.Focus and Spec. Dodge, Luck of Heroes, Teamwork. Improved Toughness.
10 units of 10 elven archers: Average level: Fighter 3 Damage Factors: 4 AC: 16 (Dex2+Chainshirt4) RangedBonus: +9 (+3 BAB+1 damage, +3 Dex +1 WP+1mwk) Rapidshot. Point Blank Shot, Far Shot Range: 150'
1 unit of 10 elven warmages: Average level: Wizard 5 Damage Factors: 2 AC: 14 (+4 mage armor) Melee Bonus:+1 Spells: Blaze 2 x2, Blaze1x4, Freeze1x3
1 unit of 10 Elbesem Priests: Average level: Cleric 4 Damage Factors: 4 AC: 15 (Chainmail) Melee Bonus:+1 Spells: CMWx4, CLWx5
5 units of 10 elven scouts: Average level: Scout 4 Damage Factors: 4 AC: 18 (Dex4+Chainshirt4) RangedBonus: +11 (+3 BAB+1 damage, +4 Dex +2 skirmish+1mwk) Rapidshot. Point Blank Shot Range: 110'
5 units of 10 dwarven axemen: Average level: Fighter 3 Damage Factors: 6 AC: 21 (Dwarven Plate+ large steel shield+1Dex) Melee Bonus: +10 (+3 BAB, +2 damage, +3 Str,+1 WF, +1 mwk) Weapon Focus/Specialization. Imp. Toughness.
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Stamp Siege Force:
15 units of Destonian Soldiers (40): Average level: War 1 Damage Factors: 2 AC: 17 (+5 armor, +2 shield) Melee Bonus: +3 (+1 damage, +1 Str, +1 BAB)
10 units of Imperial Soldiers(40): Average level: War 2 Damage Factors: 3 AC: 18 (armor +8 ) Melee Bonus: +4 (+1 damage, +1 Str, +2 BAB.) Can set against charge.
10 units of Archers: (40) Average level: War 1 Damage Factors: 2 AC: 15 (Chainshirt +4, +1 Dex.) Ranged Bonus: +2 (+1 Dex, +1 BAB) Range: 150' (Farshot)
5 units of Veteran archers: (20) Average level: War 2 Damage Factors: 3 AC: 16(Chainshirt +4, +2 Dex.) Ranged Bonus: +5 (+2 BAB, +2 Dex, +1 Focus) Range: 155' (Farshot)
10 units of Destonian Knights(40): Average level: Cent4 Damage Factors: 3 AC: 24 (+2 Dex, +2 Shield, +8 plate armor +2 natural armor) Melee Bonus: +8 (+1 mounted, +3 BAB, +3 Str, +1 wep focus. Hits double on charge.) Spd: 40'
5 units of Imperial Knights(20): Average level: Cent 6 Damage Factors: 7 AC: 25 (+3 nat armor, +2 Shield, +8 plate armor, +2 Dex) Melee Bonus: +10 (+1 mounted, +4 BAB, +4 Str, +1 wep focus. Hits double on charge.) Spd: 50'
1 unit of warpriests(10) Average level: 1 Damage Factors: AC: 15 (chain) Melee Bonus:
CLWx2
1 unit of warmages (10). Average level: 2 Damage Factors: 1 AC: 14 (mage armor) Melee Bonus:lol Spells: Blaze 1 x3, Blaze 2 x1
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"Right," Jim says. "I have the following combat ready troops, plus an artillery battery I can deploy."
Followers: Squad of 15 Hypertroopers: Average level 4. 5 Heavy Weapons Crews, 2nd level. 1st level: 20 Meditechs, 25 Scouts, 40 Sentries.

Posted by: Alpha Wed Jun 04, 2008 7:14 pm
At this, Laeralas and Talacre step forward before their village Elder. : "Elder, if I may, I'd like to lead one of the units," he politely requests. : "Me too!" Talacre adds, with less solemnity his brother displayed and much more enthusiasm. He then puts his chin in his hand and attempts to look contemplative. "Laeral would obviously lead an arcane unit... I could work with a unit or alone." He shrugs with an innocent grin. "Whatever works."
Laeral merely shrugs and rolls his eyes, used to his brother, as the Elder probably is too.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 04, 2008 7:27 pm
"Talacre, given your reputation as a swordsman, why don't you lead our finest blademasters into battle?" the Elder asks. "Laeralas, we only have one unit of mages. Do you wish to lead them, or another unit?" "I'd be honoured!" Talacre says brightly. "I'll do my best to try and let them keep up with me."
"I don't mind leading the unit of mages," Laeral says after a moment of thought. "My magic has grown beyond my combat skills recently. And plus, I can magically protect them, if they're our only mage unit."
"Then you shall lead them to battle," the Elder nods.
((The unit of mages and elite swordsmen gain a +2 to all statistics from having a leader. In addition, Laeralas may cast as normal while leading.))

Posted by: Aldur Wed Jun 04, 2008 10:27 pm
"You have no air forces or a small unit that could be enchanted to fly for awhile? If so, I could take them and educate them on the noble art of the hit and run." Michael said, shrugging afterwards. "If your mages can cast a few spells of Flight, you might accompany one of our scout units," the Elder nods to Michael. "They excel in hit and run."

Posted by: Alpha Wed Jun 04, 2008 11:16 pm
: "I could probably enchant a couple to join you in the skies," Laeral says to the warlock. "I'll check my spellbook for what else might come in useful and get back to you." ((Laeral will get all of his unit to not cast Mage Armour on themselves. He'll cast Mass Mage Armour, and with his Abjurant Armour class ability, the bonus is +5.
Moar spellz 2 comE))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Jun 05, 2008 12:06 am
"Hit and run tactics are going to be necessary, as is using all the cover we have at our disposal. Lucky for us the enemy forces are residing at the edge of the forest and that most of our force is comprised of the very people most adept at using it. I think we're gonna need to create some chaos here," Eve stated, motioning her hand over the map.
"I'm not a specialist at this sort of thing, but given what we've got, this is what I'm thinking. We split the archer units evenly from each side of the treeline, and we'll call them Unit A and Unit B. With Unit A will be Laeral and the mages, and marching behind Unit A will be all the ground troops. Unit A begins an assault of arrows using the forest as cover. If we're fortunate enough to catch them by surprise, this should screw with their heads a bit. I'd suspect that the enemy will begin to press toward this side of the forest's edge then, and Unit A can begin their withdrawal. This will be prime time for Laeral and his company to get some good casts, and if they've got any tricks to help cover the pursuit, so much the better.
"That's when you guys begin to strike from the air -- I think Dagron should go with you for this as well. Enough of a distraction to allow the first unit some comfort to withdrawal in. If we time this right, the ground troops from the larger unit won't have to advance -- only the archers and mages who begin the initial assault. That'd be ideal, and if we can come up with a signal of some kind to aid that...anyway. Unit A's withdrawal will signal for the ground force to begin their march, and the ... I guess it's an airstrike...signals Unit B to begin their volley from their side, hopefully getting in some keen shots at the rear guard. The ground troops charge then; this should keep them out of Unit B's line of fire."
"Thoughts? I'm not really used to designing these, but...I think we have to create as much confusion as possible since we're so outnumbered."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 05, 2008 12:22 am
"A good plan," Jim nods. "There's only one sticking point. As we're facing a military not demonic or undead in nature, I'm obliged to offer them the chance to surrender... not that they'll take it." Jim taps his chin. "Of course, it might surprise them more if we attack immediately after..."
The Elder raises an eyebrow.
"I'll approach the army and offer them the chance to surrender. When they refuse, Maria will simply teleport me back to friendly lines. That can double as the signal to begin the assault," Jim says. "I'll order the artillery to shell their front line of centaur knights. Their footmen are slow moving, but those knights might cause problems if they close the distance too fast. Other than that..."
Jim looks over the map.
"I'll have my Heavy Weapons deployed at the forest's edge to help fuel the fire. I'd have them back further, but they can't fire from deep forest as well as archers can. Other than that, I just need a clearing spot within a few miles of the Imperial Forces to deploy my cannons to."
Jim looks over to Melissa and Jessica. "Melissa, I want you to take command of our scout squad. You'll provide sniper support. Jessica, you're in charge of one of our Meditech teams. I'll lead our hypertrooper squad. Maria, I want you and Okori to use your talents and simply sow chaos as best you can. Viki, I want you to support our sentry squads. If someone draws to melee with them, get them back out of harm's way."
Jim turns to the Elder. "With your permission, I'd like to have our close combat assault robot accompany one of your swordsmen squads. They're likely to see more melee than our troops are."
Jim turns to Pantherath. "Pantherath, I release you to your own initiative during this battle. Use your magic at will."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 05, 2008 12:39 am
"Who leads these forces?" Pantherath asked. "I doubt such a strong military would launch an attack coordinated by soldiers who are mid rank at best."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 05, 2008 12:47 am
"The Stamp force isn't an assault force, but a siege force stationed to keep us elves from moving to aid the Republic," the Elder says. "As such, and because they believe we will not challenge their superior numbers, the leader in charge of the regiment is exactly that: mid-rank. He's a noble's son or some such. He's said to be skilled, but nothing on par with the Rainbloods or members of the Expedition to stop Bulzome."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 05, 2008 12:51 am
"Insulting," the Woren growled, snorting in disgust. "If their arrogance doesn't match their skill, they will be up to their necks in bodies soon enough."

Posted by: Alpha Thu Jun 05, 2008 1:08 am
: "When are we expecting to commence this attack?" Laeralas asks Eve and Jolly Jim.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 05, 2008 1:19 am
"Three days, unless we receive word from the others to change it," Jim says.

Posted by: Alpha Thu Jun 05, 2008 1:25 am
"Excellent," Laeral says with a grin. "I'm going to go find Thavon and raid his spellbook. And should father return soon, I'll raid his too." With that, he stands up and leaves the room. "If you see Dad, let me know," Talacre says to the departing form of his brother. "I haven't seen him for quite a while now."

Posted by: YsFanatic Thu Jun 05, 2008 3:07 am
"Yessir!" Melissa responds as she salutes Radford, her voice carrying a faint trace of satisfaction at being given a command.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 05, 2008 4:02 am
(( Michael is assigned to lead a unit of Elven Scouts! Scouts gain Flight and +2 to their stats. They will be marked with a white dot. Melissa is assigned to lead the GDO Scouts! Scouts gain +4 to their stats due to Melissa have a leadership ability (Tactical Aid.)
Jim leads the Hypertroopers! Hypertrooper squad gains +4 to their stats due to Jim having a leadership ability! (Tactical Aid.)
Viki is attached to the GDO Sentries! The sentries gain +1 to all stats, and can teleport instead of moving each turn.
Varro is attached to a unit of Elven Swordsmen. The Swordsmen gain +2 to their stats and will be marked with a blue dot.
Laeralas leads the Elven Mages! The mages gain +2 to all stats and Laeralas may cast as normal.
Talacre leads the Elite Swordsmen! The Swordsmen gain +2 to all stats.
Things to note:
Each turn, a unit commander can order their unit to move and attack, or move twice. If a unit is already in combat, a unit commander can instead opt to direct his/her troops instead of issuing a new order. This grants a +2 to that unit's attack roll for the round. Units can also be ordered to do anything all of them can do, such as running, fighting defensively, hiding (if they all have the Hide skill),or retreating. All orders require a Command check that I will roll, but the DC for all orders is ludicrously low, so failed commands should be rare.
Command check bonuses are BAB+CHA, Diplomacy check with a -5 penalty, or a Profession: Military Commander check.
Eve, as the battle commander, can give orders to any unit on the field except the GDO forces under Jim's control. Eve can issue orders to 3 units instead of one per turn, assuming she does nothing else but fly around issuing commands.
If a unit does not receive an order, they will act on their own initiative, or follow the last order given.
Finally, remind me to calc XP tomorrow, before the battle.))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Thu Jun 05, 2008 10:46 am
"Um well... Have great fun I suppose." Enrick's voice rises unusually shyly after this much listening, "I'm going to survey things from here. You know how it is. Can't interfere.*" He finishes more bitterly, grimacing in mild annoyance. ((*See Enrick's extremely belated forthcoming "Destonia castle adventures from weeks ago!" disclosing really serious character development.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jun 06, 2008 1:36 am
((Calc XP tomorrow, before the battle starts.))

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