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Posted by: Rusty Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:22 am
((I have a lot to read.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jan 26, 2007 4:26 am
"Do we even want to attempt to sneak, or do we just charge?" Gilliam asks. "We would gain nothing by charging in except a swifter demise," Sorel says. "Unless there is an advantage you can see?" "If we charge, we might be able to move in swifter. If we can get into close quarters they won't be able to use their siege engines against us," Max says. "But it does sacrifice any hope of surprise."
"We will not surprise them anyhow," Sorel says. "Very well. Let us charge."
Before he gives the order to advance, he looks back at the rest of the party. "If anyone wishes to turn back, do so now." He faces forward again. "There will be no one left to note your cowardice."
*Mahler nods, then pounds his fists together. If it would end here, so be it.*
"Very well..." Max says, grimly. "Strike quickly at their siege engines and portals. Once those fall, we'll at least have succeeded in our mission no matter what else may occur. Unleash the power of that wand swiftly, if we devastate them in our first strike, we'll have less to worry about counterattacking."
Max unsheathes his Chaos Breaker, the soft green radiance from the blade lighting his features somewhat. A sense of hope seems to emanate from the great hero.
"CHAAAAAAAARGE!!!" Max cries, as the lines move forward...
((Motivate Urgency: +10' speed to all allies. Watchful Eye: +7 to all allied Ref saves.))
The group surges into the open, rushing towards the imposing congregation of fiends even as a series of muffled thumps is heard from the fortress and hellfire rains down on the group. The blasts fall to the side and the back, the front and above, but never seem to catch the swiftly moving squad. Finally, the group reaches the edge of the base, tents and devils milling around a central stone wall with large openings for the demonic cannons within to fire through. Visible through the openings is a large stone citadel, ugly and squat, obviously the headquarters. A sense of dread and malice permeates the place as nothing living save the devils is within sight... Not even plants grow on this desecrated turf.
Flying above its center is an all too familiar figure...
: "...and they've taken the bait. Warmest wishes to you, my heroes... Come to pay us a house call? How considerate."
The feelings of power granted to the heroes by their magic suddenly fade...
((All spell-based buffs are suppressed. Ability-based ones and magic items remain.))
Theme: A Desperate Attack
http://magic19.homestead.com/SFCW/SFCW3/04_-_Major_Boss_Battle.mp3
Map:
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Vox/SFCWIIIDevilBase1.PNG

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jan 26, 2007 5:33 am
Almost... so very, very close, they are... A smile crept across the once softer features of the dagger-wielder, his eyes and mouth now seemingly rougher and less forgiving than they once were. "It's gonna be a bloodbath. I love it."

Posted by: Aldur Fri Jan 26, 2007 12:12 pm
Kria grinned to herself at this announcment, and then promptly pouted. "But they're so far away...will they actually get to us?" She sighed, her usual happy face seeming twisted oddly as her eyes shone with a malevolent inner glow. She blinked, realising something.
"Still, while we happen to be here...might as well have some fun."
Kria laughed, her dark wings emerging, becoming aflame as Kria activated various spells of a warlock variety.

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Sat Jan 27, 2007 12:38 am
(( Only 5.5 to 1 odds? How benevolent of you, TUM. )) ((Whoever wants to control Arby, feel free to.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jan 27, 2007 12:46 am

QUOTE (Wandering Dezorian @ Sat Jan 27, 2007 12:38 am)
(( Only 5.5 to 1 odds? How benevolent of you, TUM. )) ((Whoever wants to control Arby, feel free to.))

((I know. I should've made it 12 to 1.))

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Jan 28, 2007 8:21 am
After taking a quick look at the bleak situation left infront of the group, Gorrik stares at the ground momentairily. He then takes a deep breath before turning and facing the group. : "I am Gorrik, Son of Gillum!" the paladin shouts across the battle field as he pounds his chest with his fist. "An' I see a shining force here in fron' of me, made of my allies, my friends. Righ' here, in defiance of this devil army. In defiance of tyranny!" Gorrik pauses for a moment before starting up again, as he began looking each and every member of the force in the eyes one at a time.
"Ye've come te figh' as free men, and free men ye are. Now, wha' will ye do with tha' freedom? Will ye figh' agains' these devils?" Gorrik pauses as he reaches Mahler's glowing yellow eyes, "Or will you run, and live?" the Dwarf says as he stares into Astrid's before continuing.
"Aye, tha's righ', figh' and ye may die, run, and ye'll live... a' leas' for a while. An' dyin' in yer beds, many years from now, would you be willin' te trade ALL the days, from this day to tha', fer one chance, jus' one chance, te come back here and tell our enemies, tha' they may take our lives, bu' they'll never take... OUR FREEDOM!" Gorrik raises his axe into the air triumphantly as he turns back towards the army awaiting them, pointing his axe directly at Aelisnyx.
"Now le's give 'em hell..." he whispered to himself, looking to his chest.

Posted by: Sighrus Sun Jan 28, 2007 11:56 am
Gail smiled warmly Gorrik's show of resolve, the dwarf's courage lifting her spirits for the first time in days, before the crush of reality settled once more into her head. They couldn't win this...they were far too out matched, out numbered, and morale seemed to draining out of the group from some ethereal wound. She began to wonder if they had stood any chance to succeeding here from the very beginning. Suddenly, she remembered why she was here, looking to the strained face of Sorel as he surveyed the battlefield. She was here to support him...to lead, to rally. If she couldn't do that, why was she here at all.
Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she took two steps forward, performing a curt turn to the group, her face was set in conviction. She spoke.
"What tyranny does this foe threaten us with? The seizure of the lands we have called our homes, the enslavement of those who cannot resist them? No...their reign is far simpler and more sinister than such. Their aim is to wipe us from the face of the world, to erase the existance of all from this earth and claim it as their own. Our foe will not stop until every man, woman and child has been executed in their fell campaign, running the ground red with the blood they shed. If we..." she stumbled for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing. "If we fail here, we doom all of Rune to fire and ruin...a slow, torturous death that would have no end."
"And yet, we think ourselves unprepared for such a battle. It's as if we somehow believe our own power did not bring us here, that we are the victims of a cruel fate that wishes to see us fall, or that simple luck brought us to this fiend's doorstep. I ask you all: how did we come to stand here, before the great walls of this fiend's fortress? Were we guided by some divine presence, lead by the hand without any say? No; we chose to be here. We had withstood attack after attack, backs to the wall and yet, we have always succeeded. Each hard-fought victory has steeled us, built us to be far above what we began as. Am I expected to attribute this to some sacred protection, or to the throw of some invisible die that dictates our every action? I cannot," she said, allowing a warm smile to come through, "for what I see is courage and skill far above what anyone would ask of you all."
"So here we stand, by our own power, and yet we fret to acheive what we came here for? What of the crimes they have commited towards us...the deaths they have caused, or our friends that they still hold captive inside those very walls?" She shakes her head. "There is only one option I can see for us, and that is to do what we must. To end this threat end, to free those who are trapped like Graigus once was...and to live through this." She then turns to Sorel, a confident smile lighting her face. "What are your orders, sir?"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jan 28, 2007 7:35 pm
Sorel's gaze is transfixed on the towering fiend before him, flanked by a pair of Cornugons. He looks at Max. : "I do not know what manner of fiend that is, but I am certain it is beyond our ability to defeat. You and Adam will have to stay here." He raises his staff and points it toward the wall.
: "We must press on! Hang close to the outer wall of the fort, so that their siege engines cannot fire on us while we reach the gate, but be careful not to stand in front of a gap in the wall." His expression darkens, and a similarly black thought worms its way to the surface of his mind. If you do you deserve what you will get.
The old man struggles against the statue's curse, running at full speed but still not quite making it to the wall.
((12 spaces to the left, 10' short of the wall. Everyone else, make sure you stay close to the wall but not in the line of the artillery, or you'll get shot in the face at point blank range, which is not good.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jan 28, 2007 10:17 pm
: "I was planning on it... Move swiftly!" Max says as he falls into a defensive stance. ((Grant move action. Everyone gains an addition move action.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jan 28, 2007 10:44 pm
Max's inspirational power allows Sorel to push himself to the wall. ((move another 10' west to be up against the wall))

Posted by: Nightmare Mon Jan 29, 2007 12:03 am
Gorrik follows the druid's lead, heading straight at the wall, moving down, closer to the entrance. The Dwarf makes sure to keep his defenses up ((Move west to the wall, move 5 squares south, full defense, if there's a hole that the artillery can shoot through here, move Gorrik to the closest most logical place for him to go.))

Posted by: Tarethen Mon Jan 29, 2007 2:35 am
Without a fancy speech, and only a solid look of determination, Farain quickly proceeded forward with his comrads, taking up residence next to the wall as ordered by Sorel. ((Move straight west again the wall and avoid a peep hole if possible. Full defense.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Jan 29, 2007 3:56 am
*Mahler grins. Now he could get back to what he was made for. He could protect. He could save. While his friends gave speeches, Mahler simply looked upon the battlefield and considered his options. Before he could make a decision, the others had already begun to move. Mahler rubs his hands together excitedly, then claps and pumps his arms to his side before taking off for the wall and tents to the South. Only one phrase escapes his stony lips.*
: IT'S CLOBBERING TIME!
*Shortly thereafter, Mahler is quickly plodding down the battlefield thanks to Max's aid.*
((7 spaces SW = 50'
7 spaces W = 35'.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jan 29, 2007 4:06 am
Arbeiten easily hustles his way to the wall, stopping just south of Sorel. ((80' left, 5' down))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:38 am
The monk grips his staff tightly, moving behind his stony ally. ((Move behind Mahler, on the defensive.))

Posted by: Sighrus Mon Jan 29, 2007 10:41 am
Gail nods as Sorel gives his orders and, with one last look to Max, runs off to the monolithic wall that stands to give them shelter, courage and aspiration carrying he to the structue far quicker than she had thought. [4 spaces southwest, 3 spaces south, and 7 spaces west for a total movement of 80'. Full Defense taken, for an AC of 29.]

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jan 30, 2007 11:59 pm
*Ombligo stays close to Sorel, heading for the walls as ordered.* ((Move as close as I can to MR. DRUID HIMSELF. My floating speed is normally 20', so I probably won't get too far, even with a full move. At least the +10' might help, eh?))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jan 31, 2007 12:07 am

QUOTE (Rusty @ Tue Jan 30, 2007 5:59 pm)
*Ombligo stays close to Sorel, heading for the walls as ordered.* ((Move as close as I can to MR. DRUID HIMSELF. My floating speed is normally 20', so I probably won't get too far, even with a full move. At least the +10' might help, eh?))

((+10' move is 30'
with at the very least 3 move actions worth of movement at your disposal (I don't know if you can take a run action while floating) you should have no trouble making it next to Sorel))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Jan 31, 2007 3:28 pm
Langston, eerily silent as he held Broderbund before him, acted exactly as ordered. The hole left by the good doctor haunted him along with his initial mistrust of his own allies. For now trying to strike down the demons before them would simply have to be done, but any additional words were still beyond him for the moment.
((Same deal, move toward the wall on full defense. Wherever's a good place for him is fine with me.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jan 31, 2007 5:50 pm
Kayla is utterly taken aback by Gorrik's little speech. Could he really believe that they have even the slightest chance of beating these devils? The tiefling shakes her head; she cannot bring herself to believe his words. Even as Gorrik casts his gaze upon her, she averts her eyes.
{Us...a new Shining Force? What a preposterous notion. We don't stand a chance...}
Kayla, now on the verge of panic, begins losing her grip on her weapons. She feels like a girl, and scared little girl that just wants to run and hide.
Kayla seems about ready to break, until images of her allies and friends pop into her head. An image of her mother accompanies the others. The tiefling Rogue suddenly begins to remember moments she shared with these people, whether they are good or bad. Finally, she remembers her mother’s words.
"You had better come back from this war alive, Kayla. I mean it."
"I promise you I will," Kayla murmurs to herself.
{I will not abandon them. They are my allies, my friends... I shall do my best to help them and to keep them alive, and free those that the devils hold captive. Besides, I promised my mother that I would come home alive, and by the gods I will do anything and everything in my power to keep that promise!}
"Let's send these jerks back to where they came from."
With her baselards firmly in hand, Kayla moves swiftly towards the wall. Then she assumes a defensive stance.
((Kayla moves 7 spaces SW [50 ft. of movement], and 4 spaces W [for the other 20.] Also, she'll go Total Defense with her standard action.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:24 am
Astrid rolled her eyes as Gorrik made his declaration, muttering under her breath, "...because retreating from a hopeless situation to fight another day is so very stupid." She sighs quietly and says nothing more, following a few feet behind the others with a frown.
[5 ft behind Ombligo]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Feb 03, 2007 4:30 am
Gilliam joins the mad rush to the wall as Adam positions himself closer to the wall. : "Reroute reserve power to cannon capacitors. Overcharging... Target in sight. Allied units, clear the line of fire!" A massive beam of energy sweeps out from Adam, enveloping the trio of devils and causing them terrible burns.
((Laser Cannon. 71 damage to the Pit Fiend and 2 Cornugons. 3 turns to recharge.))
Max runs closer to the wall after the devastating attack. Both he and Adam dodge and weave as lightning flies forth from the hands of the Cornugons. The pair emerges from the storm of spells singed but with no major injuries.
((Saves passed. 38 damage to Max and Adam.))
"The legendary hero... I will enjoy this!" The pit fiend rumbles as he charges Max, claws outstretched. One of the claws slashes a light gash onto Max's side, the hero grimacing but not crying out.
((Hit. 24 damage.))
: "To lose in this battle means to give up all you have to us... I hope you're prepared for that." Aelisnyx states, her voice carrying magically over the din of battle. "Encircle them, Hell."
Barbazus and Hamatulas teleport from their positions around the fort to surround the heroes, glaives and claws bared.
: "I find this amusing..." Aelisnyx says lightly as she ascends into the sky with her Erinyes guards. "Your backs are to the wall... Literally."
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Vox/SFCWIIIDevilBase2.PNG

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Feb 03, 2007 4:41 am
Sorel looks at Astrid, and speaks a single word. : "Now."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Feb 03, 2007 5:10 am
Striking first, Graigus lashed out with his staff, thrusting the end into one of the barbazu's stomachs a trio of times. The devil staggered backwards, but stubbornly refused to fall. ((Atk 1: 1d20 +6 (bab) +3 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) -1 (fob) = 24
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +4 (str) = 16
Atk 2: 1d20 +6 (bab) +3 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) -1 (fob) = 23
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +4 (str) = 13
Atk 3: 1d20 +1 (bab) +3 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (w. foc) -1 (fob) = 22
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +4 (str) = 8))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Feb 03, 2007 5:45 am
In response, Astrid nods silently then takes a step to the side and calmly walks pass the line of fiends who pay her no more than a glance. Not a weapon is raised as she walks to beside the far cornugon. Then, she turns to face the group speaking in a composed voice.
"I was hoping to avoid this outcome, would be heroes, however I now find that I have no recourse." Her eyes meet those of the old druid, "I have no desire for further bloodshed so I suggest you take this final opportunity to save yourselves." Her voice takes on a firm note, "Lay down your weapons and leave this place. Please do not sacrifice your lives on the altar of a foolhardy crusade against powers you cannot even begin to comprehend." She crosses her arms, "Those who seek to master strife are not the fiends that they command."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:28 am
A feminine voice whispers in Sorel's head. There is no corner of the world untouched by this war. No corner of the cosmos. No corner of the soul. Sorel shakes his head, mouthing the word 'No'. His face is stony, but not resolute. His hands tighten around his staff, but his grip is slack. He stands tall, but his shoulders hunch. He pulls himself together, even as he is broken. He bores his eyes into hers. He struggles feebly against the downward current, the weight of the statue in his pocket.
A dozen thoughts rise to his throat, begging him to give them voice. Words of condemnation, words of inspiration, words of hope. None come out. He is left with a hoarse command.
: "Get the wand."

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Feb 03, 2007 9:39 am
Astrid arches an eyebrow, a hint of amusement entering her eyes, "The wand? What did the fool call it, the Abracapocalypse?" She shakes her head scornfully, "Are you blind? Do you really think this little toy can save you?"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Feb 03, 2007 10:34 am
: "Astrid, you dunce! Don't say the..." Uncontrolled Arcana: http://www.bakuretsudigital.org/ftp/Music/Super%20Robot%20Wars%20Alpha%203%20OST/SRWA3%20OST%20-%20Overwhelming%20Power.mp3 As Astrid speaks the command word of the wands, the bundle of wands begins glowing and shooting out sparks as arcs of magic energy streak across the area in a dazzling light show that last for a few seconds before magical fire, ice, lightning, fear, and death are unleashed onto the area. Streams of mana mix into spell after spell as chaos grips the battlefield.
((Abrapocalypse accidently activated, targeting enchantment offline. Random fire for spell arsenal. As the wielder, Astrid is automatically immune to all negative affects.
Area affected: Everywhere east of the eastern wall.
Blaze2: Hits devils. Immune.
Freeze2: Hits devils. Hamatulas fail saves and take 25 cold damage after resistance. Greater devils pass and take 3 damage after resistance.
Bolt1: Hits group. 32 electricity damage to everyone.
Haste: Affects group. Everyone is hasted.
Slow: Affects devils.
Cure: Affects devils, 28 HP healed.
Desoul: Affects group, everyone must make a DC 19 Fort save or fall to 0 HP.
Greater Desoul: Affects devils. All Barbazus save for the two around Astrid fail their saves and die.
Boost; Affects group. Everyone gains +5 STR for 2 minutes.
Shield: Affects group. Everyone gains +4 deflection to AC.))
Streams of flame strike the devils, but those of the Burning Hells feel no pain from the magical fire. However, a wave of intense cold and icy shards swiftly follows this, driving shards of frozen water hard as diamonds deep into the Hamatulas and Barbazus. The Pit Fiend and Cornugons simply shield themselves with their wings.
Then time is affected, everyone in the party suddenly feeling invigorated and charged, like the world was moving slowly... Meanwhile the devils have the opposite problem, feeling like they were moving through molasses.
Arcane energy crystallizes around the party and seeps into their muscles, granting them protection and strength while green manastreams flow into the devils and close some of their wounds.
Finally, a black wave of crackling negative energy floods from the wand, immersing the battlefield in roiling black...
After the chaotic maelstrom of mystical energies subside, only a pair of Barbazus are left from the original squad.

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Feb 03, 2007 11:23 am
"Damnation..." Astrid nearly shrieks with livid rage, slamming the wand to ground which begins to crumbles into a festering pile of ash and ooze. She kicks the pile, her eyes burning with ire, then glares at the group, "Why...why did I deviate from my plans." Her eyes narrow, "Your stupidity must be wearing off on me." She steps closer to the two Cornugons glancing up at one of them with a frown.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Feb 03, 2007 7:17 pm
During all of the chaos, Kayla finds herself unable to even come up with something to say to Astrid. Had she just turned traitor, or was she never on their side to begin with? After all of this, she had the nerve to even pretend that she was concerned for their safety?
And then, suddenly, the power of the wand is unleashed! Kayla finds that her skills in evasion cannot help her here, and despite her resistance to this element, she is still hurt. Kayla feels invigorated as the magic of Haste takes affect, but then the black wave washes over her. The tiefling manages to avoid the effect, however.
Kayla gives Astrid an icy glare. "Your common sense seems to be lacking," she says coldly.
Kayla attacks the barbed devil that is still between her and Gail, and delivers two strong blows with her baselards.
((Fortitude Save: [1d20 + 5] 14 + 5 = 19. Passed.
Attack 1: 17 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) = 33
Damage: 5 + 1 (Str) + 1 (Weapon) - 1 (Silver) + 23 (Sneak Attack) + 2 (Boost) = 31
Attack 2 (Haste Attack): 14 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) = 30
Damage: 6 + 1 (Str) + 1 (Weapon) - 1 (Silver) + 24 (Sneak Attack) + 2 (Boost) = 33
Dodge to the barbed devil.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Feb 03, 2007 11:55 pm
((All the Barbazus save two are dead, the others are alive.))

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:12 am
Gorrik shrugs off the feeling of someone tugging at his soul with ease as he steps up beside Farain and hacks into one of the remaining devils. ((FORT: 11(d20) + 10(Base) + 3(CON) + 4(CHA) = 28 Axe1: 16(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 3(PA) = 32
Axe2: 9(d20) + 4(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 3(PA) = 20
Haste: 17(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 3(PA) = 33
Axe1: 9(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 3(PA) = 21 + 2(Shock)
Axe2: 5(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 3(PA) = 17 + 5(Shock)
Haste: 10(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 3(PA) = 22 + 3(Shock)
5' step SE and hack away at the thingy that's still left there.
HP 70/112
AC 32(33)))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Feb 05, 2007 9:43 am
((I'm going to take a few actions, but this is not a full update, so please get your posts in.)) Max is silent at the betrayal, but slashes at the Pit Fiend with lightning speed, the Chaos Breaker blazing with holy light as it traces a criss-cross pattern over the arch devil. The fiend howls in pain as its counterattack fails to reach the hero in time, the Chaos Breaker smoothly sliding into the devil's gut and up until it slices through the head. The body of the devil seems to spin and writhe of its own accord before bursting into sulfurous ash. Max turns, levelling his gaze at the Cornugons with steel fury in his eyes.
((Pit Fiend gets a nat 1 and misses, Max destroys it by hitting with 4 of his 5 attacks.))
Adam then charges forward towards one of the Cornugons, but his metal fist has considerably less impact... Despite the fact that it fires from his wrist with a small flare, connected by a thin, metal cable for retraction. The Cornugon simply dodges out of the way.
((Nat 1, no crit.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Mon Feb 05, 2007 11:48 pm
The magic of Desoul seeped into Langston and weaked him substantially and suddenly, moreso than he could anticipate. Brought to his knees, he awkwardly reached for one of his potions to regain his strength. ((HP 0 + however much the CCW restores.))

Posted by: Tarethen Tue Feb 06, 2007 1:53 am
The feeling of death washed over Farain, but was soon gone. He shook his head vigorously, the feeling not subsiding as fast as he wanted it to. When he finally felt normal again, he lifted his bow, aiming at some of the smaller creatures to the north.
((Fort Save:
1d20: 15 + 9 = 23. Pass.
Attacking a Barb to the north of Farain. Haste + Rapid Shot.
Attack 1:
1d20: 9 + 6(BAB) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) -2(rapid shot) = 20.
Attack 2:
1d20: 20. Confirming crit.
1d20: 17 + 2(bab) +6(dex) + 1(haste) -2(Rapid shot) = 24.
Attack 3:
1d20: 12 +6(BAB) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) -2(Rapid Shot) = 23.
Attack 4:
1d20: 18 + 6(BAB) + 6(DEX)+ 1(Haste) - 2(Rapid shot) = 29.
Damage 1:
2d6: 1 + 4 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 14.
Damage 2:
2d6:( 4 + 5 +6(str) +1(magic) + 2(boost) ) x 3 (crit) = 54.
Damage 3:
2d6: 6 + 4 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 19.
Damage 4:
2d6: 5 + 1 + 6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 15. ))

Posted by: Sighrus Tue Feb 06, 2007 2:47 am
Before the blastwave, a feminine voice whispers through Gail's mind. You were willing to abandon Dicem when straights were less dire, please do so again. It would pain me to see you die here. [Scene to be completed when I have the conviction to do so.]
-----
The dizzying swirl of magical devastation that heralded the meltdown of the Abrapocalypse seemed to almost completely pass the group by, save a pulse of lightning and a roiling black mist. If Gail gave any great thought to either, however, it did not show; the paladin instead turned to the fiend still standing next to her and cut into it, mystically supplied strength and speed making the job all the easier. Unfortunately, it takes time to adjust to such benefits, and the first attack goes widely off its mark.
[FA on Hamatala E of Gail. Divine Might active.
Attack 1: 1d20(1).
Confirm: 1d20(17)+8(BAB)+7(STR)+5(weapon)+2(misc.)=39.
Attack 2: 1d20(13)+3(BAB)+7(STR)+5(weapon)+2(misc.)=30.
Damage: 1d10(10)+7(STR)+5(weapon)+8(might)=30.
Attack Haste: 1d20(8)+8(BAB)+7(STR)+5(weapon)+2(misc.)=30.
Damage: 1d10(2)+7(STR)+5(weapon)+8(might)=22.
Total Damage: 30+22=52.
HP: 82/115
AC: 30
Spells: 1st - Blessed Aim, Bless weapon, Divine Sacrifice
2nd - Zeal]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Feb 06, 2007 4:47 am
Sorel gives one last order before he shifts form, taking on the shape of a massive lion and bounding south. : "Proceed with caution; we don't yet know what awaits us. ((Wildshape into Dire Lion form, 30' south))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Feb 06, 2007 7:10 am
Kayla finds that her daggers don't do as much damage as they should've, but the blows are still impressive, opening two large gashes where the devil's kidneys would be. Gail joins in the assault, cutting deep into the enemy's ribs, but it's a swift tap from Gilliam's gun that finishes the job, the robot firing on both Hamatula with glee.
((Hit, Hit, Hit. Hamatula1 was down to 10 HP from Kayla and Gail, one hit finished him. Other hits dealt a total of 51 damage to the second Hamatula.))
Langston feels life return to him as the healing liquid passes his lips.
((Langton heals 20 HP.))
One of the Cornugons launches a final bolt of lighting at Adam and Max before grabbing Astrid and carrying her over the fortress walls with a few mighty swoops of its leathery wings. Adam takes the full force of the blast, but Max dodges mostly out of the way.
((Adam takes 35 electricity damage. Max takes 17.))
The Cornugon that remains claws at Adam, ripping gaps in his armor with terrible ferocity. However, the lingering slowness deprives him of his full potential for devastation.
((Hit 15 damage to Adam after DR.))
Gorrik moves up and swings his axe at the Hamatula with great skill, dealing two great blows to the fiend. The creature is now very wounded, but still possessing much fight.
((2 hits.))
A gallop of hooves gives away the advance of the Devil Knights, but it's too late. The devilish centaurs crash into Mahler, Graigus, Gail, and Kayla with devastating effect. Lances pierce deeply into flesh as the warriors can't help but scream in pain.
((Hit, Hit, Critical Hit!, Hit. Mahler takes 21 damage, Graigus takes 27, Gail takes 60, and Kayla takes 36.))
The charge is followed by a barrage of Bowrider shots, explosions raining down on the group amidst the chaos of battle.
((Nat 20. Unconfirmed. Gorrik takes 14 damage. Upgraded Critical Hit on Sorel. 60 damage. >Total to confirm upgrade was 28, if your AC is higher. If it doesn't confirm, it's 40 damage for a normal critical. Also remember that your wildshape should've healed you.< Hit. 20 damage to Gail. Hit. 10 damage to Kayla.))
Aelisnyx chuckles as she takes aim at Max from her lofty vantage point in the air, firing a trio of burning arrows. One strikes the hero in the leg.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 18 damage to Max.))
Next turn!
: "Wait... Something's not right... Where are the tertiary patrols?"
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIIIDevilBase3.PNG

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Feb 06, 2007 4:03 pm
Astrid lets out a heavy sigh as she is set down inside the fort, throwing a glare back at the wall protecting her from former allies. Then she begins to speak in a whisper, a faint whisper which echoes in the mind of the legendary hero, "Sacrificing even more lives on your righteous crusade? Those whose lives you have already destroyed was not enough for you?" Her voice takes on a sorrowful note, "Leading these youths to certain death... I was rather surprised to learn that you offer the same example as the Strife Lords, living beings are resources to be used to achieve a goal. Ideals are more important than people." She chuckles ruefully, "Yet you inspire such fanatic loyalty, we would do well to learn from you on how to impose our will on others. I find it stunning how sorely missed you were by those you left behind over the years." She continues reflectively, "They fervently prayed for your safety. They yearned for a single word of you. They sent expeditions to hunt you on the slightest of rumors. Devotion does have limits, after so many years, some forgot you...but certainly some could not, would not believe that you had abandoned them." A hint of cruel amusement enters the whispered voice, "One of them only became more desperate that you would not be sacrificed and left for dead as the years past. Again and again she attempted to resurrect you... Her magic was flawless but there was a flaw in her knowledge." Astrid laughs mockingly, "You were still alive. The fool gave everything...duty, honor, and even her own kingdom to save you but you never needed saving." She continues knowingly, "In the end, she sacrificed her people for you and now she's... Well, you make it perfectly clear what is of importance to you and it is not the lives of your comrades...or shall I say vassals? Well, clear to everyone but them...everyone but her...so, I won't want waste your time with unimportant details." Her voices grows rich with praise, "Our methods of manipulation and domination seem quite primitive when compared to your own." The voice fades away, leaving Max to face the remaining Cornugon.
Astrid then continues on with a smile, arching an eyebrow as she nears the Fizzle Ball, "Well, well... Who do we have here, its Dam Dicem himself." The wizardess laughs coldly, "I think you should step away from something as important as this device, given the situation surrounding your recruitment, I don't think I really trust you here." She glances around the fort, "Yes, should you be with the other fodder...I mean fresh recruits guarding the main gate." She then adds reflectively, "No, actually, I think that promising young warmage is quite beyond use as mere fodder. He deserves a bit more regard than that."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Feb 06, 2007 5:11 pm
Dam's eyes seem to gleam unnaturally in the presence of the Fizzle Ball. : "The Cult seeks what they won't find. The Lords try to use what they cannot bind. Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies. I'll decide who finally wins that prize."
The rogue immediately draws a dagger, twirls it around and throws it at the smooth glass surface of the Fizzle Ball. The dagger plunges in to the hilt, then shatters within the globe, sending spiderweb cracks out along its surface until the whole artifact explodes in a hail of glass and crystal...
Magic floods the battlefield once more.
: "Astrid, Astrid, Astrid. Such a pity that you chose the wrong side... You had potential. I personally applaud your act... but I must take my leave. I'll see you if you survive..."
The gleam leaves Dam's eyes as he snaps back to his old self... right in the middle of the Devil Fortress.

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Feb 06, 2007 6:07 pm
"Impressive..." Astrid remarks drily, taking a step back from the rogue, "Spouting nonsense or not, I wouldn't have expected you to possess the force of will to break free." Her eyes narrow malevolently, "Unfortunately for you, I just made a mistake which could well cost me a promotion and I'm in a foul mood." Her hand stretches out, contouring unnaturally while her voice almost wails out archaic words. After a moment, she pauses with a cold smile on her lips, "Do you know what an illusionist is Mr. Dicem?" She closes her fist and lets out a low growl, the air in front of her wavers as a vague shape shrouded in shadow appears, "It's someone who can make your worst fears reality." The shadow surges at Dicem warping into the shape of his most horrible nightmare.
[Chains of Disbelief : Despite being told of the illusion, Dicem receives no bonus to resist it.]
[Phantasmal Killer]
[Will Save DC 20 - To Disbelieve]
[Fort Save DC 20 - Pass 3d6 Damage, Fail Death]

Posted by: Aldur Tue Feb 06, 2007 6:07 pm
Kria blinked in surprise at this, sighing a little as she became invisible and ascended into the air. Mostly because the party was really about to begin. She grinned to herself, watching the heroes come from her vantage point in the sky. Unseen, invisible.
((Use invisibility and fly up 30ft.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Feb 06, 2007 7:42 pm
((Sorel's dead post forthcoming))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Feb 06, 2007 7:48 pm
Kayla screams in pain as the Devil Knight's lance pierces deeply into her body. The tiefling's vision blurs, and she slumps to the ground, unconscious and dying. ((Fortitude Save: 12 + 5 = 17 Kayla drops to -3 and is dying. Sorel's dead again? ))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Feb 06, 2007 8:35 pm
No I was just kidding There is a spurt of blood and a crunch of bone as the bolt pierces Sorel's chest, but no roar of pain. Only wide-eyed shock and terror, plain even on the face of an animal, and a single thought before the bolt detonates.
No. Not again.
Sorel floats. Gray light, misty and diffuse, seems to hold him up. He lifts his head and looks about him. No one. He was alone. Far above he sees that distant point of light, and feels the urge to move towards it. But something else was holding him back, dragging him down. Sorel feels cold stone against his skin.
The statue.
He can see it without looking, without turning his head. It seemed to stare up at him. Its expression was unreadable, but Sorel saw it mocking him, accusing him, just by bearing that face.
Her face.
The old man goes slack, and stops moving toward the light. He gives up. At long last, there is no going on. There is only rest and solitude.
Alone in the silver seas of infinity, Sorel begins to drift.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Feb 07, 2007 4:13 am
Arbeiten calls upon the Goddess of the Waters of Mercy to heal his companions, and a light rain falls upon the area, the droplets curing the wounds they touch. ((Mass Cure Light Wounds. Gail, Ombligo, Gorrik, Farain, Langston, and Arbeiten all heal 17 damage.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Feb 07, 2007 5:25 am
((12 on the Will save and a natural 1 on the Fort save, so...)) "Do you know what an illusionist is, Mr. Dicem?" Astrid asked, closing her fist as she let out a low growl, the air in front of her wavering as a vague shape shrouded in shadow appears. "It's someone who can make your worst fears reality."
The rogue only grinned, watching as the shadow took form. Part of him was sure that it couldn't be real, but after so long... wasn't it fitting that it be her? He'd tried so many times to go out with a bang, to do something that had meaning while still getting his just desserts... sooner or later, one of his plans had to work, right?
And so, the shades slowly melted into a humanoid form, dark hair lightening to reddish brown. Legs separated themselves from the mass, stretching as long as Dicem's own, shaping upwards into thick hips and a not-so-small waist. Now clearly feminine, more details showed themselves; studded leather armor that fit closely, darknened to near black. Hair, twisting into two pigtails, each tied back into a single long braid. Daggers, strapped to each leg, were inches away from hands which twitched and reached around them eagerly, as if ready to grab and throw at a moment's notice. And around her neck, a pendant with a dagger against a crescent moon.
And the face... her cheeks, rosy and thin, not quite as puffy as his own. The eyes, gray almost to the point of white, were as hard and unforgiving and the downturn of her small, thick-lipped mouth.
His eyes widening, Dicem nonetheless continued to grin.
"It's... it's been so long," he whispered, even as she stepped towards him. "I was hoping... that you'd be the one that came for me, finally... the gods alone know it took long enough for one of these crappy death schemes to work."
And as the phantasm closed the final few feet, and the illusionary image of Kysha wrapped her arms around him, the rogue whispered one final sentence before his body collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
"Take me home."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Feb 08, 2007 12:55 am
: "Need a hand?" a familiar voice asks. Reinforcements!: http://www.bakuretsudigital.org/ftp/Music/Super%20Robot%20Wars%20Alpha%203%20OST/SRWA3%20OST%20-%20Dog%20Fighter.mp3 On the opposite side of the battlefield appears a group of men in all black, knives and throwing stars carried at the ready. They rush towards the fort with great speed.
: "You didn't think I'd miss out on this, did you? Ha! Got to keep my edge somehow!"
: "Wh... What?! How... I didn't see his approach with my Sight..." Aelisnyx mutters, then growls. "It matters not! You still won't win here! I won't be defeated!"
((Ruburan and 4 Nightstalker Ninja have arrived on the SouthWest edge of the map.))
Max charges to aid Adam as the robot pounds mercilessly into the Cornugon with his metal fists. The devil roars in pain, then is silenced as Adam jams his fist into the fiend's mouth and out the back of his skull.
((Many attacked with an upgraded PA'd critical Adam hit to polish it off.))

Posted by: Rusty Thu Feb 08, 2007 1:19 am
((Move 20' south. Hitting the Knight below Gail, and the Knight below Kayla, in order. Alef's Lightning Lance! #1: Roll to hit...4 + 4 [BAB] + 4 [DEX w/ CG] + 1 [size] = 13. Hit. Damage: (2 3 6 = 11) [Impact] + (3 3 4 1 1 3 6 1 4 6 = 32) [Electric]. 43 damage total to first Knight. FORT save DC 21 to halve the electric damage only.
#1: Roll to hit...5 + 4 [BAB] + 4 [DEX w/ CG] + 1 [size] = 14. Hit.
Damage: (2 6 3 = 11) [Impact] + (5 2 6 5 2 1 6 5 3 5 = 40) [Electric]. 51 damage total to the second Knight. FORT save DC 21 to halve the electric damage only.))
*Rage boiling inside the magic creature as he sees Sorel fall, Ombligo floats forward, unleashing a powerful electric spell into nearby foes. Tears stream down his form as he seems unable to really say anything - the storm raging inside him spilling out onto the battlefield, ready to consume the enemies.*

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Feb 08, 2007 7:00 am
The ground was hard... it was something that Graigus had noted as they approached. Odd, yes, considering the shots being fired as they approached and the urgency of their mission, but he'd thought to himself, I really hope that I don't hit the ground hard.
And even as the druid fell, as anger welled up inside him and his mind turned to nothing besides the destruction of those who brought down the old man, he couldn't help but think to himself, The ground's too hard for him to hit like that.
And when it became apparent that Sorel indeed would not rise, something broke. All in one, Graigus saw his own failure to protect, and the loss of not just his newest mentor, but his previous one as well. Leaving the golem to deal with the rest, he tore off in a mad dash towards the Bowriders, a sickening fire burning in his eyes as he stopped just close enough to batter them again and again with his staff.
"How dare you!" he bellowed, his merciless pounding bludgeoning the centaurian archer to a bloody pulp before his strikes turned to the nearby Knights. "How dare you touch him! He is better than any of you will ever be!"
((Graigus is Enlarged, Marine, as are Gorrik and Gail.
Stagger auto-pass, charging to the 2x2 square above the rightmost Bowrider. Laying into the bowrider first, then the knights (both of which I can reach, thanks to being large).
Haste Atk: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 28
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 55; massive damage save
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 24
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 54; massive damage save
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 35
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 48
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +0 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 29
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 52; massive damage save))

Posted by: Nightmare Thu Feb 08, 2007 7:10 am
Gorrik uses his newly gained size to his advantage, and hacks away at the Hamatula yet again. ((Move 5' SE Hack away at Hamlatula Attack Axe1: 1(d20)... Confirm: 15(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 3(PA) = 32 = regular miss
Axe2: 20(d20)...
Confirm: 3(d20) + 4(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 3(PA) = 20 = Regular hit
Haste: 16(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 3(PA) = 33
Damage
Axe2: 5(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 3(PA) = 18 + 6(Shock)
Haste: 10(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) +1(Size) + 2(Axe) + 3(PA) = 23 + 2(Shock)
HP 73/112
AC 30(31)))

Posted by: Alpha Thu Feb 08, 2007 5:25 pm
Eyes narrowed and grinning, Tanis chants a spell, one of his few protective ones. Soon, a swirling ring of metal blades surround the warmage, stopping short of the two evil clerics either side of him. Once his spell had been cast, the catfolk laughs, waiting for the attackers to appear to him. Then the slaughter could begin.
((Ring of Blades cast. 8 minutes duration))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Thu Feb 08, 2007 10:29 pm
Morgan turns his head to the east and frowns upon hearing echoes from the battle coming closer. Soon, the ones he used to consider his comrades would attempt to force their way through the main gate... and he would prepare himself until then.
Back to an impassive expression, he mutters words of power while drawing arcane symbols into the air. A ghostly, glowing hand materializes in front of him.
((Spectral Hand. 3 damage to Morgan))

Posted by: Tarethen Fri Feb 09, 2007 3:18 am
Farain turned his attention to the enemies to the south, lifting his bow to send a volley of arrows in their general direction. ((Not sure which of the bowriders are dead/almost dead. Shooting the one below Gail to start off with. Haste + Rapid shot. Not sure if they are Fire Resistant, but I'll use the exploding arrows, anyway.
Attack 1:
1d20: 10 +6(dex) + 6(BAB) + 1(haste) -2 (RS)= 21.
Attack 2:
1d20: 11 +6(dex) + 2(bab) + 1(haste) -2(RS) = 18.
Attack 3:
1d20: 20
Confirmation:
1d20: 9 + 6(dex) + 6(bab) + 1(haste) - 2(RS) = 20.
Attack 4:
1d20: 13 +6(DEX) + 2(BAB) + 1(haste) - 2(RS) = 20.
Damage 1:
3d6: 2 + 5 + 2(exploding arrow) + 6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 18.
Damage 2:
3d6: 3 + 3 + 2(exploding arrow) + 6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(Boost) = 17.
Damage 3:
3d6: 6 + 6 + 4(exploding arrow) + 6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 25. (75 is crit)
Damage 4:
3d6: 4 + 6 + 2(exploding arrow) + 6(str) +1(magic) + 2(boost) = 21. ))

Posted by: Sighrus Fri Feb 09, 2007 4:40 am
Death. Gail had thought often about death, how it must feel when the last drop of life blood drains from the body, when the soul departs to rejoin the luminous webwork of the Light that runs through each and every object in creation; to be sent to the being each had worshipped in turn, and, cradled in safety and peace, returned to the fabric of the universe. It was a net to catch her, one she used everytime she looked upon a corpse and said to herself, At least they were at peace now. Even with the gods so far away from their followers, with the dead so disconnected from the world of the living, she had hoped that the final rest would be granted to all those who had lived. It had been a hope for those who had passed on...
And so, the shock settled, the girl standing, wobbling despite the severe hole in her side, looking wide-eyed at the crumpled form of a good friend. A leader, a good man, a saint. A man who asked her to stay and help him, to be a pillar to lean on in his hour of need. And yet...he had left. He was gone, taken in the blink of an eye. How could she aid as a leader if he wasn't there? What could she do alone?
She had to live. Sorel had trusted her to be a leader, and now, she was the only one remaining. She had to survive, in this more than any other conflict she had faced. Moreover, she had to lead. Placing a glowing palm on her wound, she knits muscle and flesh together, moving down the field as she does to join her companions in the fray.
[Lay on Hands, 41 HP. Move down on to the enemies around Mahler, Fighting Defensively.
HP: 60/115
AC: 30.]

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:48 am
Unaware of the goings on inside, Langston shook his head as more energy coursed through him. The rat moved quick as Gorrik, one of his favorite distractions took hacks at the enemy just nearest them. Seeing his opportunity, he slid past the others behind the Hamatula and neatly cut at it with Broderbund.
((11 + 6(Dex) + 6(BAB) +1(Wpn) = 24
Dmg: 3 + 1 = 4
SS: 12
Total: 16))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Feb 09, 2007 7:03 am
The knights scream as electricity fries them, but they seem to shake off the worst of it. ((Saves passed.)) A blast of hellfire from a cannon rains down on Ruburan and his gang, but the ninjas skillfully evade, the impact making a large crater where they had been standing a moment before.
The mad monk Graigus launches himself into combat, tearing apart not only the Bowmaster, who falls before the first massive blow, but also one of his knight-protectors. It seems that in his anger... Graigus killed her.
"You... You can't..." one of the knights stammers as Graigus tears into the enemy. The Bowrider fires off a trio of shots, but Graigus slaps away the arrows, all save one, which detonates in his palm. The Devil knight jabs with his spear, but finds no flesh, the footwork of the monk protecting him.
((One hit from five attacks. Graigus takes 5 damage.))
One of the Devil Archers moves up and takes a potshot at the monk that grazes his throat, coming perilously close to ending the fight prematurely.
Gorrik and Langston make short work of the devil, but Gorrik is forced forward as his growth returns and he is no longer able to fit in the crowded confines of the ranks.
His original target dead, Farain turns to the nearest knight, firing his salvo at the enemy centaurs. He manages to slay one of the knights, half his shots rebounded off shield and armor, but the rest striking to deadly effect. The armored foe collapses.
"Return to ash, devil scum," Gilliam growls as he rushes forward and activates his chest laser, but the two knights and soldier he aimed it at respond by raising their shields. When the beam ends, their sheild are red hot around the edges, but they're considerably better off.
((Saves made. Only 16 damage to the devils around Mahler, save for Devil Soldier#2 who didn't get in the AoE.))
Mahler bashes apart one of the devilish dwarves with ease, his companion staring at him with raw fury.
"Ye'll pay fer killin' Firth!" the other short soldier vows as he swings his axe at the golem. The anger behind the swings allows the dwarf to land a single blow that actually does damage to the golem.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 7 damage to Mahler after DR.))
The other soldiers join in attacking Mahler, but only a single lance blow strikes him.
((Not a critical due to immunity. 9 damage to Mahler after DR.))
The Cornugon flies overhead and launches another lightning bolt at Max and Adam, scorching the pair as it laughs maniacally.
"Speechless, Max? Has the revelation of your failure taken your breath away?" Aelisnyx taunts as two more of her arrows thud into Max's body.
((Hit, Hit, Miss. 41 damage.))
: "Even if what you say is true, I won't allow myself to think on it now... I won't be distracted. Lives depend on our action... and if what you say is true, then I must make up for past mistakes, shouldn't I?" Max replies grimly.
Within the Fortress, fell light shines from one of the portals as four Hamatulas emerge. The two Hamatulas within the base immediately teleport outside.
"FOR THE DEVIL ARMY!!!" one of the dwarves shouts as he charges at Ruburan. The Boss of Thieves leaps into the air and slams a hand down on the dwarf's helmet, leaping over him as the dimunitive soldier charges.
: "Aw, too bad, shortstack. Here, let me make it up to you."
Ruburan whirls around, becoming invisible for a moment before reappearing behind the confused dwarf, casually jamming a stilleto into four vital organ within three seconds. The dwarf gags and collapses, Ruburan smirking as he wiped the weapon off on the dead devil's clothes.
A Devil Archer takes aim and fires, but the agile ninja around Ruburan dodge each arrow.
"Gaaargh!" one of Ruburans' gang screams as a Bowrider blasts his legs out from under him with a series of powerful and accurate shots. The ninja bleeds out in moments. The ninjas respond by throwing a hail of knives, but they mostly clank off armor.
: "That ain't gonna work! Sneak and stab, sneak and stab, what have I been teaching you?!"
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Vox/SFCWIIIDevilBase4.PNG

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Feb 09, 2007 7:48 am
"Can't what?" the monk asked, his voice more a terrifying roar than true speech in comparison to his usual tone. "I didn't, before... I held back, because I wasted time thinking that I actually needed to be in control to fight you." "But I'm mad now, and you're all falling like rocks off a cliff," he growled, charging around the knight to batter the other bowrider before setting his staff against the other armored centaur.
((Stagger auto-pass, charging to the 2x2 square above the other Bowrider. Again, laying into the bowrider first, then the knight.
Haste Atk: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 27
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 52; massive damage save
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 26
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 52; massive damage save
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 26
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 49
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +0 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 27
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 47))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Feb 09, 2007 9:11 am
Sorel rots. Poetically.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Feb 09, 2007 4:29 pm
Kayla continues to bleed. ((Kayla fails her save and drops to -4))

Posted by: Aldur Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:32 pm
Kria hums to herself as she speeds towards the edge of the fortress, chuckling as she lands, sitting with her legs hung daintly over the edge of the structure, becoming visible as she does so. She giggles loudly to herself, waving down. "Ah look! It's Gilliam. Not content with slaughtering my tribe who couldn't actually hurt him, he's come for more. His bloodlust is incredible. Tell me Gilliam, did you enjoy slaughtering those helpless mothers? Just think of the orphaned children...it's all your fault."
Kria sniffed dismissively, brushing a speck of dirt from her armour as she did so, continuing to speak. "But don't worry. I cleaned up your mess. It's not total death unless you kill the roots of life after all. I do believe the children are dead, and the forest burnt. And it's All. Your. Fault. How does it feel?"

Posted by: Nightmare Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:42 pm
((Can anyone tell me if I'm allowed to end my turn over Sorel's dead body?))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Feb 09, 2007 9:33 pm

QUOTE (Nightmare @ Fri Feb 09, 2007 12:42 pm)
((Can anyone tell me if I'm allowed to end my turn over Sorel's dead body?))

Yes, you are. It's not an obstacle.
Try not to step on it though

Posted by: Sighrus Sun Feb 11, 2007 12:49 am
Gail gives a few simple orders as she moves to the side, striking at the knight that fell Kayla as she edges closer to the front. : "Gorrik, aid Mahler before he gets completely surrounded, then help me reach Graigus. I won't see anyone else fall today. Arbeiten, cure Kayla's wounds and get her to her feet. We need everyone we have left if we are to succeed."
[Five foot step SW, attack Devil Knight at E. Divine Might.
Attack 1: 1d20(15)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=37.
Damage: 1d12(8)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=29.
Attack 2: 1d20(5)+3(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=22.
Damage: 1d12(1)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=22.
Haste Attack: 1d20(11)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=33.
Damage: 1d12(9)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=30.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Feb 11, 2007 9:44 am
Arbeiten moves down, casting another healing spell. ((Arbeiten moves to the spot next to Gail's position as of the begining of the round. He casts another Mass Cure Light Wounds, healing everyone around him for 15 HP. That should be everyone but Max, Adam, and Graigus.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Feb 11, 2007 9:48 am

QUOTE (TheUnknownMarine @ Sun Feb 11, 2007 3:44 am)
Arbeiten moves down, casting another healing spell. ((Arbeiten moves to the spot next to Gail's position as of the begining of the round. He casts another Mass Cure Light Wounds, healing everyone around him for 15 HP. That should be everyone but Max, Adam, and Graigus.))

Including Kayla?

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Feb 11, 2007 10:58 am
"Aye, will do lass!" The Dwarf shouts over to Gail as he moves in to hack away at one of the opposing knights. All the while, doing his best to avoid stepping on Sorel's lifeles body. ((Attack: 13(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 5(PA) = 27
Damage: 1(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 5(PA) = 16 + 5(Shock)
AC: 30(31)
HP: 88/112))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Feb 11, 2007 9:24 pm

QUOTE (VoxPVoxD @ Sun Feb 11, 2007 9:48 am)
Including Kayla?

No, because she's not a person.
EVERYONE BUT MAX, ADAM, AND GRAIGUS.
Yes. Sheesh.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Feb 11, 2007 9:36 pm
Well I didn't know if you'd factored in the unconscious-and-bleeding-out non-person

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Feb 13, 2007 6:50 pm
((Kayla's a person. She's just not human. )) Kayla's eyes slowly flutter open as the healing magic washes over her. First, she rises to her feet, and then she downs a potion to heal her wounds. ((Potion of CCW used. 31 HP regained, which puts her at 42/61. Dodge to the Devil Knight near her if it's still alive after Gail's attacks.))

Posted by: Tarethen Wed Feb 14, 2007 1:14 am
Farain continued his assult on the bowriders to the south of the group, trying to pick them off so the others could focus on something else. ((Stay, haste + rapid shot on the bowriders. Attack 1: 1d20: 9 + 6(bab) + 6(dex)+ 1 (haste) - 2(rapid shot) = 20.
Attack 2:
1d20: 18 + 2(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) - 2(rapid shot) = 25.
Attack 3:
1d20: 17 +6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) - 2(rapid shot) = 28.
Attack 4:
1d20: 8 +6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) -2 (rapid shot) = 19.
Damage 1:
2d6: 5 + 5 + 6(str) +1(magic) + 2(boost) = 19.
Damage 2:
2d6: 3 + 5 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 17.
Damage 3:
2d6: 1 + 6 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 16.
Damage 4:
2d6: 5 + 2 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 2(boost) = 16. ))

Posted by: Rusty Wed Feb 14, 2007 4:09 am
((Move 5' south. Hitting the Knight below Kayla, and the Knight to the right of Mahler, in that order. Alef's Lightning Lance! #1: Roll to hit...16 + 4 [BAB] + 4 [DEX w/ CG] + 1 [size] = 25. Hit. Damage: (4 4 5 = 13) [Impact] + (3 6 5 6 5 3 2 1 4 6 = 41) [Electric]. 54 damage total to first Knight. FORT save DC 22 to halve the electric damage only.
#1: Roll to hit...18 + 4 [BAB] + 4 [DEX w/ CG] + 1 [size] = 27. Hit.
Damage: (3 4 2 = 9) [Impact] + (2 4 4 5 2 2 2 6 5 2 = 34) [Electric]. 43 damage total to the second Knight. FORT save DC 22 to halve the electric damage only.))
*A fury of thunder and lightning, Ombligo zaps the knights again with a strong electric spell, showing no mercy for the enemies that took the life of his friend.*
: "I hate you! I hate you and everything you stand for, devils!!"

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Feb 14, 2007 4:23 am
Langston, who was on the verge of death merely seconds ago felt like a newborn rat eating his first piece of cheese, at least physically so. He still spared himself of words, only gritting his teeth when some silly quip would fly out or a grin would flash over his teeth. Solemnly, he pushed himself into a rush as his foe fell and easily worked his way around the knights, sliding in just behind the one closest to them with a quick slash.
((Flanking the Knight everyone else is ganking unless it's already fallen.
Attack: 4 + 12 + 1 = 17
Rapier: 5 + 1 = 6
SS: 4 + 1 + 2 = 7
13 damage on the unlikely event the attack lands.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Feb 14, 2007 6:01 am
Astrid frowns at the approaching ninja, then swiftly makes her way down to the main keep and the warriors defending it. [Full move to Tanis and Morgan.]

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Wed Feb 14, 2007 12:21 pm
Morgan mutters another incantation as the ninja squad close in towards the devils' fortress. As a result from the spell, his mind becomes so cold and calculating that it's barely swayed by emotions. With a face now as impassible as Gilliam's metal mask, he takes a few steps ahead of the two catfolks and waits.
((Cast Mechanus Mind. Move 3 squares down and 1 square left.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Feb 14, 2007 10:11 pm
((http://magic19.homestead.com/sfcw/sfcw3/deep_blue_reflection.mp3. Kevin Leavor - Deep Blue Reflection)) *Sorel's face, though not his own, left a lasting impression upon Mahler. Even as he became faster due to arcane powers, time seemed to slow even more than he was accustomed. Time was freezing, forming into an eternal memory.*
"I feel a disconnect with humanity at times."
*The druid had been a friend to him, and Mahler and Ombligo had come to Sorel at an important time. Mahler knew Sorel had fallen before, and that this was not necessarily final. However, Sorel's death was not in the heat of battle. It had been unwanton. Unexpected. Almost fateful, and certainly decisive.*
"No connection exists without effort made to build and maintain it."
*This was no dignified death for the sacrifices Sorel had made in his life. No one should be slaughtered. None should face death in massacre.*
"Who are you?"
*Mahler shrugs off the blows and insults of his enemy with impunity. If the enemy would strike with such force that he could not protect his friend, then he would hardly stand for it. Mahler rolls his arms, then stomps.*
: I...
*Mahler winds his arm back, forming his stony hand into a boulder-like fist. His arm is cocked back as far as his body physically allows him.*
"Who are you!?"
: am...
"WHO ARE YOU!?"
*Mahler's desire to end the evil in this area was beyond any sense of his physical danger. He was injured, and he knew it, but he know longer cared. Selflessness and defense were his goals. Defense of his other friends. Defense of the people of Rune. Defense of the very world upon which they all lived. Mahler lashes his fist out at the Dwarf that had injured him with the power of an earthquake.*
: MAHLER!!!
*One fist connects, and the next lands with greater deadly precision. A third ends the cycle, catching the Dwarf in the side of the head, allowing no time to defend himself. The devil army would have to trek through hell and break through the gates of heaven to remove him and his allies from their way.*
((Full Attack, PA 5.
1d20 + 15 + 1 (haste) + 3 (Boost) - 5 = 12 + 14 = 27.
1d20 + 14 = 15 + 14 = 29.
1d20 + 14 = 20 + ...
CONFIRM: 1d20 + 14 = 7 + 14 = 21.
Damage
4d8 (GMW) + 8 + 3 (Boost) + 5 (PA) = 3 + 3 + 3 + 7 + 16 = 32.
4d8 + 16 = 3 + 6 + 1 + 7 + 16 = 33.
(4d8 + 16)*2 = 7 + 5 + 5 + 6 + 4 + 2 + 4 + 1 + 32 = 66.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Feb 15, 2007 6:30 am
Graigus batters his foes into bloody paste, their screams choked off by the repeated slamming of a spiked staff into their throats. "Im... Impossible..." the Devil Knight gasps, staring down at the holy sword jutting from his body as Gail withdraws the blade after running the enemy through not once, but thrice.
Farain, seeing his first target dead, switches fire to one of the Devil Knights. Two of his shots ping off hard steel, but the other two pierce through the fiendish fighter. The Devil Knight gasps and is shaken by the attack, leaving him open for Gorrik's vicious axe. The soldier falls with a great clatter.
Ombligo's lighting fries the single remaining knight on the field in an instant, cooking the dwarf near him as well, though not enough to kill the short soldier. That priviliege is reserved for Mahler, who smashes the dwarf apart with two mighty blows before turning his wrath on a Hamatula and wounding it.
A stray arrow strikes Graigus as a Cornugon throws a fireball at Max and Adam, the pair shielding themselves as best they can from the fiery onslaught.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 8 damage to Graigus. Saves passed. 21 damage to Max and Adam.))
Ruburan makes a hand signal and he and his ninja gracefully leap into the air, somersaulting to land into a roll that stops them each at the four compass points around the bowrider. In perfect unison, they each grab a dagger and slash at an exposed vital organ on the devil, causing its death in short order. Its Death Archer friend retaliates with a few bowshots that do little but annoy one of the ninja.
((Hit, Hit, Miss. 8 damage to Ninja 1.))
The Hamatulas slash at Gorrik, but can't seem to land a hit on the dwarf, claws scraping off armor and shield.
Gilliam raises his gun and fires at Kria, but the bullets all miss their mark, Kria able to fly out of the way with ease.
: "MY fault? Ha! All I did was defend myself against a horde of small minded weaklings. They attacked me and I retaliated. You're the one that torched the place. Try harder, devil, your attempts at riling me are laughable..." Gilliam replies. "I've been around just as long as you, probably. I've seen atrocities worse than the slaughter of a village."
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Vox/SFCWIIIDevilBase5.PNG

Posted by: Nightmare Thu Feb 15, 2007 6:58 am
Gorrik chops away at the Hamatula furthest from the rest of the group, but only managing to land one blow. ((Attack Axe1: 16(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 5(PA) = 30 Axe2: 13(d20) + 4(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 5(PA) = 22
Haste: 10(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 5(PA) = 24
Damage
Axe1: 9(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 5(PA) = 24 + 6(Shock)
AC: 30(31)
HP: 88/112))

Posted by: Aldur Thu Feb 15, 2007 1:23 pm
Kria's face broke into a toothy grin as she laughed at the Response. "Tanis and Morgan fought back as well. But I didn't see them react like a maniac and begin trying to slaughter as many as possible. They didn't...lose control. Are you sure you're not in that tin can as a punishment? Wouldn't surpise me with the way you get on."
Kria looked down at Gilliam, shaking her head in mild disgust. "You're the real devil you know. And Gilliam? THIS is how to hit a target."
((Ranged touch: 9+6+6 = 21. Damage: 6+6+5+5 = 22 on Gilliam.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Feb 15, 2007 5:37 pm
Gilliam growls as the blast hits him. : "I am NOTHING like you!" Gilliam shouts. "Defending yourself is nothing to what you've done! I may have some crimes on my head, but the crimes of your insufferable race are as innumerable as they are abominable! You think you can hide in that meat shell? I'll force you out!"
Another spray of bullets follows, and although most of the firestorm is evaded by Kria, some of the bullets hit home.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 35 damage to Kria.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:37 am
Sorel keeps rotting.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Feb 18, 2007 1:57 am
*Mahler continues his momentum swinging. He leads forward with a heavy step, then leans into each punch, trying to force through the heavily armored devil.* ((5' step South, then 3 slams. 1d20 + 19 = 7 + 19 = 26. 1d20 + 19 = 17 + 19 = 36. 1d20 + 19 = 12 + 19 = 31.
Damage
4d8 + 11 = 3 + 2 + 1 + 2 + 11 = 19.
4d8 + 11 = 7 + 1 + 7 + 4 + 11 = 30.
4d8 + 11 = 5 + 6 + 7 + 6 + 11 = 35.))

Posted by: Rusty Sun Feb 18, 2007 7:31 pm
((If both of them Hamatula's are alive, I'm blasting them both with a Lightning Lance. In order from left to right...Floating above 12 feet in the air, moving south 15' before casting the spell Lightning Lance #1: SR check: 15 + 12 (CL) = 27. Pass.
Roll to hit...9 + 4 [BAB] + 4 [DEX w/ CG] + 1 [size] = 18. Hit.
Damage: (5 4 4 = 13) [Impact] + (2 6 6 1 6 2 6 6 5 2 = 42) [Electric]. 55 damage total to first Barbed Devil. FORT save DC 23 to halve the electric damage only.
Lightning Lance #2:
SR check: 14 + 12 (CL) = 26. Pass.
Roll to hit...12 + 4 [BAB] + 4 [DEX w/ CG] + 1 [size] = 21. Hit.
Damage: (4 6 5 = 15) [Impact] + (1 6 6 4 4 1 2 6 5 2 = 37) [Electric]. 52 damage total to the second Barbed Devil. FORT save DC 23 to halve the electric damage only.))
*His form still crackling with electricity, Ombligo casts another spell, two more lances of pure lightning crackling into their opponents - the spells gaining power with each casting.*
: "Die, devils!!!"

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:45 am
Moving like lightning, the monk's eyes continued to burn with anger as he looked for another enemy. Noting another bow-user near the tents, mere moments passed before he'd reached the ranged soldier's side and crushed most of his victim's vital organs with a single savage swing.
"You're all next, you murderers!" Graigus yelled, his eye on the enemies near the entrance to the fortress.
((Stagger auto-pass, charging west to the square below the archer.
Haste Atk: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 27
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 55))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Feb 19, 2007 6:48 am
Mahler and Gorrik both take minor cuts from the many barbs on the devils they fight as they struggle. ((15 damage before DR to both.)) The golem, dwarf, and magic creatures' attacks ravage the twin devils, but they remain standing, fueled by rage at their injuries.
"You'll curse the day we met!" one howls. "I'll impale you on a thousand spikes, tear your flesh with a thousand barbs! SUFFER!!"
Blinded by their own blood, the devils fail to land a single blow upon their assailants.
((Not a roll over 10. All miss.))
Gail charges forth and lunges at one of the devils, her sword nearly killing the creature.
((Hit, 16 damage.)0
One of the devils guarding the gate drinks a glass vial and suddenly looms over the rest of his companions.
Drawing some normal arrows, Farain is unable to get a clean shot and thus misses four times in succession.
((Not a roll over 10. All miss.))
Ruburan and his gang manage to kill another Devil Archer, but one of the Hellfire cannons goes off just as a ninja backpedals in front of the open port. The luckless rogue is incinerated in an instant, screaming horribly.
: "What? Riff! Damn it!"
On top of the keep, a frantic discussion takes place between a Cult mage and the Devil Army commander, Aelisnyx.
:"Where's the rest of our troops? We're missing half of the ambush squad!"
"Milady, the main column has engaged the Galam Army..." one of the Cultist sorcerers says, hesitantly.
: "I know that, dunce! But the second and third platoons aren't responding to my telepathic probes! Why aren't they here or there!" Aelisnyx growls. She swiftly composes herself. "It matters not. Stop them here. There is no retreat. Do not allow them to enter the inner sanctum. Defeat them or die trying, that is the order given to us by the Lords."
The Cultist winces and returns to enchanting one of the fiendish portals.
"Mistress Aelisnyx! We've sighted two fliers approaching the area... They are not of the Cult, Devil Army, or Galam!" one of the Erinyes reports.
: "What now?! Overcharge the portals, if we can't get more devils here, they're as good as destroyed anyway!"
High in the air, a pair of forms soar overhead, one draconic and one equine.
: "Eh? What's this?"
: "A siege... and from the look of it, a haphazard one. Wait, see what I see?"
: "The Cult!"
The rider of the dragon-like beast grins, his face unseen high in the air.
: "Come on, let's join the fun, the others won't make it here in time to help if we take the time to report back... and I'd like some payback."
The other sighs.
: "...It is as you say. Besides, this will allow us to report back with more information."
: "That's one way to look at it."
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Vox/SFCWIIIDevilBase6.PNG

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:36 am
Flies start to land on Sorel.

Posted by: Alpha Mon Feb 19, 2007 1:57 pm
The sounds and clashes of battle drawing ever closer, Tanis frowns slightly. After surveying the area in front of him for a moment, he calls out quietly to Astrid. : "Astrid, may I suggest you order those troops outside the gate either move into combat or to withdraw inside the base? I have a couple of spells that will make it...difficult for those do-gooders to get in," he says, grinning wickedly. "As, I daresay, do you." Then, motioning to the two priests stationed either side of him, he says, "You two! Do you have any support spells to cast between you? Because it seems like now or soon would be a good time to cast them."
((action delayed for Astrid's response/those by the gate's actions))

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Feb 19, 2007 2:23 pm
Astrid arches an eyebrow, then takes a step forward as a cold smile crosses her lips as she speaks in a voice which echoes in the minds of those nearby, "Max... Max... Leading the charge, a charge that will leave him alive, as always, and most of his followers dead." She holds out a hand which holds a simmering powder, "For this he earns such grand renown and loyalty, truly a genius." She whispers a word and scatters the powder... Instantly, the wind slows near the great hero as an invisible barrier springs into existence blocking his path.
The demons before the gate hear the following command. Fall back and bring the ninjas into our line of fire. Just outside of the gate.
[Wall of Force]
[90ft Square]
[Starting point: The wall in front of Max, then on the diagonal to the southwest ending at some point far south of the tent.]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:16 pm
((I was a bit busy this weekend, so I didn't have time to post for last turn. Sorry. Kayla moved down right behind [south of] to the barbed devil below Gail. Tumble: 11 + 20 = 31. Passed. Attack failed horribly anyway, I rolled a 2.)) Kayla attacks twice with her baselards.
((Attack 1: [1d20 + 14 + 2] 13 + 14 + 2 = 29
Damage: [1d6 + 4 - 1 + 5d6] 6 + 4 - 1 + 26 = 35
Attack 2 (Haste Attack): [1d20 + 14 + 2] 10 + 14 + 2 = 26
Damage: [1d6 + 4 - 1 + 5d6] 5 + 4 - 1 + 18 = 26
Dodge.))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Mon Feb 19, 2007 9:30 pm
((My action for last turn since I didn't take it at all : Cast Nightshield. Now for this turn.)) Morgan casts one more protective spell and looks at the area outside the main gates intently. He frowns upon hearing screams and explosions outside and decides to fall back, returning in front of the keep in a slow and dragging pace. He stops behind Astrid and Tanis and remains there, silent like a tomb, still staring at the entrance of the devils' fortress.
: "..."
((Cast Resistance on self. Moves 6 squares north. ))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Feb 20, 2007 12:07 am
*Mahler continues to press into the Hamatula's unholy flesh. He was unabated by the unyielding nature of the devil's body spikes. With great force he lays three powerful fists into its hellwrought flesh.* ((Power Attack 2 1d20 + 19 - 2 = 14 + 17 = 31.
1d20 + 19 - 2 = 17 + 17 = 34.
1d20 + 19 - 2 = 16 + 17 = 33.
Damage
4d8 + 11 + 2 = 7 + 2 + 4 + 8 + 13 = 34.
4d8 + 11 + 2 = 6 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 13 = 28.
4d8 + 11 + 2 = 6 + 7 + 2 + 7 + 13 = 35.))

Posted by: Aldur Tue Feb 20, 2007 12:20 am
Kria scowled as the bullets pierced her flesh, one skimming her face, cutting her cheek. She blinked, feeling the blood and growled at Gilliam, charging down towards him, Dagger at the ready, a mad look of hate locked on her face as she brought the weapon down, to no avail, the metal clanging harmlessly off Gilliam.
((Rolled a 3. Doubtful I hit.))

Posted by: Alpha Tue Feb 20, 2007 6:10 pm
Also hearing Astrid’s mental command for the devil soldiers outside the gate to move, Tanis frowns, thinking what particular spell to cast that would hinder the ninjas. His eyes widen though as Morgan turns around, and trudges straight through his ring of blades! Tanis laughs, and then addresses the necromancer.
“I guess that’s what happens when you use a spell that makes you more rational, right Morgan?” he says, chuckling.
[25 on the spellcraft to identify Mechanus Mind. Not necessary, but fun
Damage: 1d6 + 8: 12 damage to Morgan from the Ring of Blades]
Grinning, Tanis turns his attention back to the base gate, and readies a spell for when the soldiers withdraw into the base.
((Ready an action for when the four devils outside the gate move and clear the way. I assume they’ll move before the ninjas, due to being ordered. Hopefully. Anyhoo, once they’ve moved, Tanis’ll cast a Wall of Fire, starting 5’ right of the right dark soldier, extending all the way to the west, with the Wall’s flaming side facing south. Let me know if there are any problems with this))

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Tue Feb 20, 2007 11:33 pm
Morgan lies down. : "Crawling in my skiiiiiiin! No spell can stop my emotness! You can't understand my suffering! YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND MY PAAAAAAIN!"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Feb 21, 2007 8:22 pm
((...What the hey? ))

Posted by: Nightmare Thu Feb 22, 2007 12:20 am
((Allow me to explain. Tanis cast a spell that left a spinning ring of blades around him. Morgan cast a spell to make his mind more mechanical. Morgan walked through Tanis's blades. Morgan's mechanical mind thought the only logical explination was to drop to the ground and emo out.
You are nw up to date.))

Posted by: Alpha Thu Feb 22, 2007 12:42 am
((I lawled))

Posted by: Sighrus Thu Feb 22, 2007 7:25 am
[I have a hankering for the old AD&D potion chart after seeing that...] Gail continues her assault on the Hamatula, sacred flame swirling around the blade before crashing down on the devil's head; Her face is set as stone, focused on the conflict ahead.
[FA on Hamatula. Divine Might & Smite (1st attack).
Attack 1: 1d20(7)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(misc)+8(Smite)=37.
Damage: 1d10(9)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)+8(Smite)=38.
Attack 2: 1d20(4)+3(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(misc)=21.
Damage: 1d10(8)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=29.
Haste Attack: 1d20(14)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(misc)=30.
Damage: 1d10(2)+8(STR)+5(Weapon)+8(Might)=23.
Total: 38+29+23=100.]

Posted by: Rusty Thu Feb 22, 2007 10:24 pm
((Moving 20' south. I should've been 15' south from my current position already, so...I should be able to reach just the right spot, and the LB will end JUST at the Executioner (or is it a Reaper?). :] What's hit? The Lizardman/Dragonewt (whatever it is) and the Reaper/Executioner guy
Lightning Bolt! 6 6 4 6 2 3 2 2 2 4 = 37 electric damage. REF save DC 20 for half damage.))
*The devils before him now slain, Ombligo floats until he sees more foes, squinting as he fires a Lightning Bolt at them.*

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Feb 23, 2007 1:12 am
Max grunts as he slams into the magical wall of force, grimacing as he hears Astrid's words. : "No one else..." he murmurs as he fingers the orb in one of his belt pouches. "Adam! There's a wall here, I'm going to raise our druid now. Cover me."
"Affirmative," the reply comes as Max darts for Sorel's body, hand bringing out the shining Orb of Light. The comforting glow it radiates lifts the spirit of whoever gazes on it as Max raises it high and begins to concentrate.
Kayla's blades slice out the Hamatula's throat and it collapses with a gurgle. Mahler meanwhile, tears off the Hamatula's limbs. The devil looks stunned.
"Im... Impossible..." the fiend mumbles before collapsing into sulfur and exploding.
((Those who attacked the Hamatulas take 10 damage from the spikes. The explosion was harmless.))
: "Heh. Insufficient power to hurt me..." Gilliam murmurs as the dagger clinks off his armor. His voice then drops, brimming with aggression. "ALL WHO STAND BEFORE ME SHALL BE DEFEATED!" The minigun swings into position as Gilliam steps back. "I WILL live again! I won't be stopped now that I'm so close!" The gun fires and Kria falls, bullets tearing through her flesh and causing her to collapse. Gilliam is still for a moment, looking at her body.
: "I..."
Gilliam pauses longer before speaking again. "Kria requires medical attention and one of the crystals to drive the devil from her body. She is still alive."
A wall of flame erupts around the keep, scorching Ruburan, Arbeiten and Mahler!
((Wall of Fire: 18 fire damage to Arbeiten, Ruburan, and Mahler, 9 damage to anyone within 20' south of it.))
The Reaper swings his Scythe, but Ruburan ducks under it and launches a flurry of knife blows that slice up the devil before it can even issue a taunt. The other ninjas support him with shurikens.
Meanwhile to the North, the wyvern and pegasus riders charge into battle, driving lances into a Hellfire Cannon and a Cultist Sorceror. Neither is felled, though they suffer great damage. Both gracefully turn and fly back into the air, 15 feet up as they complete their attacks.
((60 damage before DR to the Hellfire Cannon. 36 damage to the Sorceror.))
The Sorceror grimaces, then unleashes a bolt of lightning at the pegasus knight. A nearby companion of it follows suit. The winged horse dodges gracefully, its rider laughing.
: "Using magic against me? What idiocy!"
: "Archer, bring down the wyvern rider at once," Aelisnyx orders as a hail of arrows flies at the mounted warrior. Warrior and wyvern share the damage, but neither looks badly injured.
((8 hits. 41 total damage.))
: "Gah... That was bad, but it's nothing I can't handle."
Ombligo's spell splashes off the Wall of Force, electricity dancing around the invisible wall like a light show.
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIIIDevilBase7.PNG
Next turn!

Posted by: Alpha Fri Feb 23, 2007 2:14 am
Grinning widely as his wall of flames flared strongly to life, Tanis peers forward, seeing the forms of Ruburan and his two remaining ninjas just outside the gate. Knowing that others could be far behind, he begins to chant a different spell, one he has not used before. One that would slow them down, and likely cause damage too.
As the catfolk completes the spell, he outstretches his arm, and outside of the fortress, a field of black rubbery tentacles materialise. The three ninjas are immediately attacked by the tentacles nearest to them.
[Cast Evard's Black Tentacles, centred (I think) 150' south of Tanis. Should mean all the ninjas are caught in the area of effect, which should end just inside the gate.
I'll let you roll the grapple stuff, TUM. The tentacle's grapple check modifier is +16.
Duration: 8 rounds]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Feb 23, 2007 8:13 pm
Kayla moves West and downs a healing potion. ((Kayla moves 40' West and drinks a Potion of CCW. It restores 32 HP and brings Kayla up to full again.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Feb 26, 2007 4:06 am
For the Powers of Light!: http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/2122/11 Max continues to concentrate on the orb, lifting his eyes to scan the battlefield and noting the hesistation among his fellow warriors. : "Take heart warriors! Our cause is just and our blades sharp! We WILL see victory today! Remember the cornered beast fights fiercest! They're pulling out all the stops because they're losing and they know it! Keep up the assault and don't falter!" Max takes a breath and looks around again, his face intense.
: "Remember all the victories, all the sacrifices that brought you here! Remember that if we win here, we win everywhere over Grans! This battle decides the islands' fate! Not only that, but the fate of our allies as well! Kria, Tanis, and Morgan are depending on us to save them, not to mention Dam! You've triumphed over worse, and you will continue to triumph, for the Light is with you, with all of us! Now forward! For all that is good!"
The Orb of Light glows brighter as holy energy begins to seep into Sorel, restoring his body as the resurection process begins.
: "The darkness is deepest before dawn, now break them apart like shadow before the sun's rays!"
Meanwhile, near the gate, two figures appear in a flash of light. One is a young man in black robes, barely out of puberty by his looks. The other is a pretty, young elf wielding a bow and clad in light chain. The young man laughs in delight as they arrive.
: "See, Sonette? I told you it would work! We're here just in time!"
: "I hope so... Things look bad... Don't worry though, I'll protect you!"
: "I don't need protecting, Sonnete, I... Ho? A magical wall! I'll take care of that!"
Hawel murmurs words in an ancient tongue and the Wall of Force vanishes as swiftly as it formed, the young archmage smiling as it vanishes.
: "Pesky things... Anyway, what was I saying?"
: "Uggggh... When it rains it pours... Pull back our outer patrols! Don't allow the Shining Force to assemble here!"
: "You're too late, devil! The Shining Force is here! It's every man and woman that dedicates his or her life to Light! It's every soldier in service to his people and every warrior that fights to protect a loved one! It's every defender of good that stands up to the Darkness and every protector of innocents that shields them from harm! It's everyone here now! And you don't stand a chance!"
((Diplomacy: 42. Max's speech carries over the battlefield and helps to rally your demoralized souls.))
Flashes of light dot the battlefield as more devils teleport in to reinforce their brothers in arms, but they are scattered and relatively few in number.
((Summary: Hawell and Sonnette arrives directly below the gates at the bottom edge of the map. Hawell casts Dispel magic on the wall of force. 4 Hamatulas teleport in and arrive near the rightmost tent. 6 Barbazu teleport in and arrive near the leftmost tent. 2 Devil Knights teleport in at the inner Keep's gates.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Feb 26, 2007 4:34 am
"More? Do you think I won't destroy you all?" Graigus growled incredulously, his charge kicking up dust as he stormed towards the new arrivals. Slaying a devil with each word, he snarled "Numbers won't save you!" ((Stagger auto-pass, charging to the barbazus that just had the misfortune of teleporting into Graigus' range.
Haste Atk: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 30
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 57
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 20
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 45
FoB Atk 2: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 22
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 45
FoB Atk 3: 1d20 +0 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (charge) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 21
Dmg: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 54))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Feb 26, 2007 4:42 am
((Well, folks, I have to pay another visit to the hospital. I don't know how long I'll be there, but Arc has my sheets, I believe.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Feb 26, 2007 4:43 am
The Barbazus slash wildly with their glaives as Graigus wades into them. The monk manages to parry or dodge every single last attempt, though. "It cannot be done!" one of the Barbazus snarls, looking from side to side. "Retreat! Re-GARGH!" The Barbazu stops as a burning arrow lodges in its leg, Aelisnyx cooly notching another arrow.
: "All of you WILL hold your positions. I'll shoot deserters myself."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Feb 26, 2007 8:50 am
Sorel stops rotting. --or-- He floats. Lost in the dead lights, the old man imagines himself at peace, adrift, alone. He is not. He cannot be, so long as he is beset by voices. So long as he remembers. He hears a child who is not a child.
"...So there's nothing after? It's all just a big trick?! How horrible!"
He remembers struggling for words, reaching for the comfortable, placating lie. He remembers coming up empty-handed.
He hears a youthful voice, brimming with arrogance and sarcasm, the old smokescreens. He hears the light behind it.
"What is this? I thought you were invincible, old man. After all of that wisdom...defeated by a few words?
You're just another broken little man."
He remembers how angry that made him. He remembers how true it was. He remembers the better man.
He hears a clear, melodic voice that's so sad it hurts to hear it. He hears the voice of an angel.
"I apologize, Sorel...but I cannot accept that I can forgive myself so easily for the harm I have caused. Perhaps, in time, my answer will change...but not now. Not here."
He remembers the anger that welled up in him. The helplessness that replaced it.
He hears the voice of a woman he'd called friend. A woman who still sparked no anger. An enemy he couldn't hate.
"Yes, you truly are far better than us misguided few who fail to realize just how tainted by evil we really are."
He remembers it differently now; betrayal casts those words in a new, crueler light.
He hears her voice.
"Promise me. Promise me you'll never leave. Promise me this will last forever."
He couldn't. He never forgave himself. The statue is cold and heavy in his hands.
He hears a voice many times older than his own, a voice confident and haunted.
"Oh? Even more reason for you to come to terms with your fallibility... I had to take a century or two for mine. You may have less time."
He remembers how wrong that was. How wrong that had to be. How the entire world hinged on it being wrong. He remembers the exact moment he realized its truth.
He hears himself, echoing against that same voice.
"Oh? It would be so bad to admit your error? That life has variable value?" "How far do you take this? Do you equate animal life the same worth as human life?"
"All life."
"Even fiends?"
"All life."
He remembers thinking it was a lie, not long after. He remembers clenching his fist, and a single drop of blood clouding pure water. He remembers what it showed him.
He feels the sensation of being pulled to a great depth. He struggles against it, against the intrusion, before reaching out to it. He knows this sensation; it is not the first time. In falling he finds the truth in his words, the truth that had been lost to him.
Sorel falls back to earth.

Posted by: Alpha Mon Feb 26, 2007 12:28 pm
((Eh, never mind))

Posted by: Knight_019 Mon Feb 26, 2007 11:58 pm
*Mahler's stone skin begins to become white hot and crack. The battle was now separated, and there was little else for him to fight against. However, Kria, now unconscious, left a different battle. Mahler quickly treads out of the magical, incinerating flames and over to the fallen warlock. He takes one of the anti-possession crystals and holds it to her forehead while holding her down. The crystal immediately begins to glow blindingly bright white.*
((Move next to Kria, use anti-possession gem))

Posted by: Nightmare Tue Feb 27, 2007 6:10 am
Gorrik takes glugs down a potion and takes off towards the entrance of the gate, trying to stay away from the flames as well as out of the cannons' range. ((Potion 5 + 7 + 3 + 4(4D8) + 7 = 26 AC: 30(31) HP: 99/112
Move to the east somewhere near the gate, unless the Barbs are within 85' of him, in which case he'll attack one.))

Posted by: Rusty Tue Feb 27, 2007 6:36 am
*Ombligo uses the Wand of Repair on Mahler!* : "Here, Mahler. Let me heal you. We can't let the devils get the upper hand again." ((7 + 3 + 3 = 13 HP restored to Mahler.))

Posted by: Tarethen Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:21 am
Farain shoots some arrows at the Hamas and then goes back to studying because he has a botany mid-term on Thursday. ((Haste, no rapid shot this time. Attack 1: 1d20: 15 + 6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) = 28. Attack 2:
1d20: 17 + 2(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) = 26.
Attack 3:
1d20: 3 +6(bab) + 6(Dex) + 1(haste) = 16.
Damage1:
2d6: 5 + 3 + 6(str) + 1(magic) = 15. ))

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:49 am
Astrid smiles coldly as she casts a spell upon her ally, the warmage Tanis. [Improved Blink]

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Wed Feb 28, 2007 5:11 pm
((Move 1 square right and 3 squares down. Cast Bestow Curse on Ruburan via the Spectral Hand. Effect : Take -4 penalty on attack rolls, saves, ability checks and skill checks. Will save DC 22 to negate.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Feb 28, 2007 9:12 pm
At the appearance of new foes, Langston quickly shifts gears to move in concert with his closest allies. Seeing Graigus infuse himself into the melee, Langston follows suit in a roundabout to surround the enemies before lancing forward with a quick thrust.
((Attack Roll: 19 - 4(Defensive) + 6(BAB) + 6(Dex) +1(Wpn) =28
Rapier: 5+1 = 6
SS: 20))

Posted by: Nightmare Thu Mar 01, 2007 2:23 am
((Psst, Graigus killed all those Hamtaros. Or so TUM had said in the chat.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Mar 01, 2007 3:42 am
((Well that makes that a waste. Lol. He flanks off...something if there's anything available. Also, had to double check but 19's a threat. Rolled an 11 on the crit roll, plus the same modifiers so 20 unless Defensive fighting doesn't count for it.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Mar 01, 2007 4:58 am
((Don't listen to Nightmare, he wasn't paying attention. The Hamatulas you attacked were part of the next wave that spawned.)) A massive explosion of impure fire erupts around Gorrik before he can move, smoke billowing from one of the gunports of the fort as a Hellfire cannon disgorges its infernal contents onto the dwarven paladin. The paladin then rushes towards the gate, suffering
((Hit. 11 unholy and 20 fire damage to Gorrik. He also takes 7 fire damage from the Wall of Fire.))
Langston is unable to attack, spending all his time moving, while Gail charges forward to support the ratman.
((Hit, 20 damage to the Hamatula.))
Ruburan frowns as negative energy takes hold on him.
((Failed save. Curse on Ruburan.))
A single arrow from Farain strikes his target.
((Hit. 5 damage to the Hamatula.))
Arbeiten moves down, ready to heal Langston and Gail when they suffer injury.
((Prepared action: Cast Cure Moderate Wounds.))
Gilliam moves forward, out of the fire as tongues of flame lick at his now scorched and damaged armor plates. The mighty minigun spins but does not fire, as Gilliam cools down the barrels from the heat.
Ruburan and his gang avoid the tentacles and race forward, cutting down the Fiendish Lizardman in an instant as Sonnette's bow twangs with the release of arrows.
((Sonnette and Ruburan kill the Devil Lizard. 2 Ninjas move up.))
The Wyvern Rider continues to hack at the Hellfire Cannon, magical sparks flying as the demonic contraption is beset by lance strike after lance strike.
The Pegasus Knight twirls her sword around and dives towards the luckless Cult Sorceror, first deeply slashing into his chest, then beheading him with a pair of skillfull strokes.
((Hit, Critical Hit= Dead.))
The Hamatula reinforcement swiftly reposition themselves around Langston and Arbeiten, slashing with merciless claws. One leaves himself open to an attack by Gail as he moves around, though. The devils roar battlecries in fiendish as they rend at their opponents. Deep gashes tear into the priest, but it's only when one of the fiends grabs both his arms and forces the priest onto the spikes protruding from his body that his morale breaks and he screams with fear.
((One AoO from Gail to the Hamatula. 2 hits and one critical hit on Arbeiten, Arbeiten is affected by Fear! And takes 45 damage after DR! One of the Hamatulas grapples Arbeiten and impales him on his spikes! Arbeiten takes another 17 damage after DR.))
The nimble rat Langston has much better luck, agilely dodging all but a single claw aimed his way. However, as with Arbeiten that claw nabs him and rams him against a jagged row of spikes jutting from the devil's body. However, unlike Arbeiten, his spirit stays strong.
((Miss, Miss, Hit, Miss. Fear save succeeded. Grapple check failed. Langston is grappled and impaled. He takes 24 damage.))
Adam turns and energy gathers around his arm-cannon, a blinding ball of light forming around the barrel.
: "Nazca Cannon charged. Tracking target..."
Adam levels his gun arm at the northernmost Hamatula assaulting Arbeiten, then fires, a massive bolt of blue light streaking towards the devil. The blast is dead on, and the Hamatula shrieks with pain as a large hole is burned through it.
((Hit. 75 damage.))
Ruburan grins and as the forces of the inner keep turn to attack them, the ninjas vanish from sight.
((Swift Action: Ghost Step for all.))
: "Parlor tricks may save you from the rabble, thief, but I and my bodyguard are above such things..." Aelisnyx says as a hail of arrows thuds around the ninja while yet more fly towards the pegasus knight and wyvern rider.
((3 hits on Ruburan, 5 hits on Ninja1, 3 hits on Ninja2. Ruburan takes 28 damage, Ninja1 takes 40.))
"B... Boss..." one of the ninjas croaks, in pain.
: "If you think you're in trouble, retreat! I don't want to lose any more!"
The Wyvern Rider and Pegasus Knight again fly around the hail of arrows and spells aimed their way, wheeling around in the air with great skill.
The terrible gaping mouths that are the Devil Gates twist and bend the air before expelling from their depths a pair of Lesser Demons and a squad of Fiendish Orcs.
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIIIDevilBase8.PNG

Posted by: Alpha Fri Mar 02, 2007 12:24 pm
Tanis smiles evilly as Astrid places her spell on him, but curses as the steel blades surrounding him cut into those who ventured too close to him. "These things seem to be causing more trouble that good," he says quietly. "I guess people just have to get close to me," he says with a small laugh.
[15 damage to those within the Ring of Blades]
Tanis then proceeds to move between those around him to both get further away from those who wouldn't mind taking him down and to stop slicing up the allies around him.
[Move 10' down, 20' left, 10' up. Ends with him being 20' left. Taking the old, roundabout route, as it were]
Spinning around, Tanis quickly chants a spell, and slaps his hands together. At once, green flames wreath the catfolk's form.
[Cast Fire Shield (Chill)]
[Wall of Fire Damage
7 damage to those within 10'
6 damage to those within 15' and 20'
22 damage to those (the Ninjas) who passed through the firewall]

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Fri Mar 02, 2007 1:44 pm
((Confusion centered 1 square south of the Dark Soldier to the right. Intended target : Ruburan and his ninjas and as few friendly units as possible. Duration : 8 rounds. Will save DC 20 to negate. Move 3 squares east and 3 squares north.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Mar 04, 2007 12:20 am
*Mahler raises his fist mightily, bringing it down upon the crystal held over Kria's forehead. It drives itself forcefully, and if Kria could feel anything, painfully into her skull. It sticks half out as a crystal shard horn, growing brightly in a horrific Diablo-esque manner.*
~~~
KIDDING
~~~
*Mahler presses slightly more weight onto Kria to control some of the writhing and to prevent her from moving before the foul spirit is removed from her body. The crystal grows ever brighter as it draws the possessing evil from her body.*

Posted by: Aldur Sun Mar 04, 2007 2:03 am
Kria moans, stirring. Words seem to escape from her lips. Take heed and bare witness to the truths that lie herein. For the are the last legacy of th- Just kidding!

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Mar 05, 2007 11:18 pm
"How many times do I have to say this?" Kayla asks coolly. "I do not care enough for the people of this island for it to matter to me whether they live or die." The Assassin pauses for a moment before continuing. "I will tell you, however, the reasons I do have for being here with you and the others. It is quite simple really. I am here for my mother's sake and for all of your sakes as well. I would not feel good if I allowed you idiots to die because of my inaction." Kayla chuckles. "Now it is time to get back to the business at hand - sending these devils strait back to hell."
Kayla moves to help Langston with the barbed devil that he is fighting. Now flanking with the rat man, she stabs at the devil with her blade.
((Tumble: 12 + 20 = 32. Passed by a lot. Kayla moves 20' SE, 5' S, and 10 ft E for a total of 45' of movement. She is flanking a devil with Langston now, her north of it, him south of it, I believe.
Attack: 18 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) = 34.
Damage: 4 + 1 (Str) + 1 (Weapon) - 1 (Silver) + 20 (Sneak Attack) + 2 (Boost) = 27
Dodge to that devil. If any of those bonuses are gone now, let me know.))

Posted by: Tarethen Wed Mar 07, 2007 2:01 am
Seeing that the fiends were focusing their efforts on trying to take down Arbeiten and Langston, Farain knew he had to be accurate and swift in his attack or else they may suffer the same fate Sorel did. Moving a slightly distance away from the enemy, Farain lifted his bow, notched his arrows, and let them fly, hoping his aim was true.
((Move 5' to the NE. In range for point blank shot and haste. Hama to Arby's north.
Attack 1:
1d20: 20. Critical.
Confirmation: 1d20: 16 + 6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) + 1(PBS) = 30.
Attack 2:
1d20: 18 +2(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) + 1(PBS) = 28.
Attack 3:
1d20: 16 +6(bab) + 6(bab) + 1(haste) + 1(PBS) = 30.
Damage 1:
2d6: 1 + 1 + 6(str) + 1(magic) +1(PBS) +2(boost)= 36.
Damage 2:
2d6: 3 + 5 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 1(PBS) +2(boost) = 18.
Damage 3:
2d6: 1 + 2 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 1(PBS) +2(boost) = 13. ))

Posted by: Sighrus Wed Mar 07, 2007 4:11 pm
A scowl comes over Gail's eyes as the hamatula claw and grapple their opponents, spilling blood and torturing Langston and Arbeiten as they draw the life from their bodies. She had to do something, had to free them...she had sworn no one else would die today. However, even as she raised her blade to strike, a small part of her prayed that her sword would stay true...
[5' step. FA on hamatula grappling Arbeiten. Divine Might active. Pray.
AoO Attack: 1d20(20).
Confirmation: 1d20(6)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(haste)=28.
Damage: 1d10(8)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Divine Might)=29*2(critical)=58.
Attack 1: 1d20(17)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(haste)=39.
Damage: 1d10(7)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Divine Might)=28.
Attack 2: 1d20(17)+3(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(haste)=34.
Damage: 1d10(5)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Divine Might)=26.
Haste Attack: 1d20(9)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(haste)=31.
Damage: 1d10(4)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Divine Might)=25.]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Mar 08, 2007 7:10 am
Pounding in the face of one of the bearded devils, the dwarf looked in the direction of the flying devilish archer. "Why don't you come down here and fight me, witch!" the monk called, spinning completely around to slam his staff into the remaining barbazu with enough force to bisect it as he flung it away, the two halves barely connected by shredded skin and tattered flesh before it faded to ash.
"I'll kill you this time!"
((Attack the remaining barbazu, then move 5' east.
Haste Atk: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 21
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 55
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = natural 20
Confirm: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 27. crit confirmed
Dmg: [3d6 +1 (wpn) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles)]x2 (crit) +2d6 (holy) = 90))

Posted by: Rusty Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:02 am
*Ombligo uses the wand on Mahler again, knowing he may just be the only one able to cure his friend currently.* ((4 + 4 + 3 = 11 HP restored to Mahler.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Mar 09, 2007 1:40 am
Morgan's spell does what the ninja had intended to do anyway... Make them flee away as fast they could. The ninjas leap and vanish as Hawell dispels the wall of fire in time for them to make their escape. One of the dwarves caught in the spell's effect does nothing but babble as Ruburan stands unaffected.
"What is man?!" the dwarf shouts. "But a MISERABLE pile of secrets!"
((The ninjas flee. The Wall of Fire is dispelled.))
Kayla darts forward, dodging and weaving to reach Langston's assailer and plunging her dagger into the devil's neck. The creature howls in pain as burning blood spurts from the wound and a wicked barb jabs Kayla. Langston then lungs forward and drives Broderbund through the fiend's heart, causing the hellspawn to roar and dissolve into ash and smoke.
((6 damage to Kayla from barbs. 5 damage to Langston. Hit, Hit. 30 damage from Langston puts it down.))
Graigus annihiliates the last of his opposition just as Adam advances and slams a metal knuckle into the devil grappling Arbeiten. The blow dazes the devil, leaving it completely open as Gail slices it apart with slash after powerful slash.
((Hit. 30 damage. Gail kills it.))
"The speech wasn't just for you, Ms. Ego...," Gilliam mutters at Kayla. The cyborg then plants his feet and fires a barrage of minigun fire at one of the Hamatulas flanking Langston, the devil agilely springs out of the way, though.
((I rolled a 2, a 3, and a 5. Almost a lucky combo, only not. : P))
Arbeiten stumbles back and heals his wounds, gasping in pain.
((Cure Moderate Wounds. 15 HP healed.))
"Bleed, little mouse!" the other Hamatula roars as it lashes out at Langston with his claws. The agile rogue dodges each of the blows, though.
"Defeating you will get me a promotion to Greater Devil!" the other fiend laughs as he claws at Adam, inflicting only a minor wound. The fiend winces. "...but not if I don't try harder..."
Astrid moves back, wincing as she drinks a potion that cures some of her wounds.
((20 damage healed.))
Ruburan runs for the nearest Hellfire Cannon, charging straight at the monolithic machine. The Cannon was gilded with gold, inlaid with fiendish runes and magical gems that helped power it, twisted faces and tormented visages adorned the hellforged gun... and the ninja vanished just as he stepped in front of it with a smile.
((Ruburan: Ghost Step: Ethereal.))
The Wyvern Rider and Pegasus Knight drive their lances into the northern Hellfire Cannon again and again, and eventually the construct crumples and sags, now a useless hunk of metal.
: "Well, that's one less horror in the world..."
Sonnette twirls an arrow around before fitting it to her bow and aiming at the Dark Bishop just barely in her line of sight.
: "I'm calling you out! Let's see you take this!"
Sonnette fires arrow after arrow, a quartet of the feathered shafts suddenly protruding from the chest of the unholy clergyman in question. The Bishop looks down at his chest in shock, then collapses.
((Critical Hit! Hit, Hit, Hit. Damage was not OVER NINE THOUSAND!!!! But it was enough to kill a spellcaster.))
A clattering of hooves is heard as a group of centaurs bursts from the woods and gallops to the battle, lead by a centaur in elaborate plate mail with blue hair.
: "Not too late are we? A centaur charge, compliments of the Pacalon Knighthood! The rest of my men are with Mead, aiding the main Galam force, but I thought you might need a hand as well!"
Aelisnyx turns as one with the rest of the Erinyes and a hail of arrows strikes the pegagus knight, the beautiful winged horse whinnying in pain as its rider screams. Feathered shafts pierce both their bodies and crimson stains the pure white of the pegasus' flanks.
((Hit, Hit, Upgraded Critical, Upgraded Critical, Upgraded Critical, Hit, Hit.))
: "Ahhhh!"
: "Vanessa!"
: "Ap... Apologies... I cannot fight any further with these wounds... I must withdraw..." the pegasus knight manages to get out, blood dribbling down her chin.
: "Get out of here! Get back to the camp! I'll try and help a little more, then I'll join you!"
: "Sorry..."
The pegasus and its rider climb painfully skyward, blood dropping to the ground as they unsteadily fly away, over the treetops.
Twin fireballs explode around the Wyvern rider just as the pegasus clears the area. The flying creature lets out a bellowing roar as it is unable to dodge the spells, its rider joining it in the cries of pain.
: "Gah... I... I can't take much more of this..."
((70 fire damage total. No saves made.))
: "Move out of the way of that damnable archer before she shoots you. We'll be taking her out shortly, then resume formation."
One of the maw-like portals glows red as a pair of multi-armed monstrosites emerge from its depths.
Next turn!
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Posted by: Aldur Fri Mar 09, 2007 1:27 pm
Kria tossed and turned as the healing process was going on. Her mind was screaming out to be back in control of her body, the memories of what the demon had done in her name driving her mad. Still, try as she might it seemed that until the demon was gone there was nothing she could do. And she was in pretty bad shape. And so, in the lull her mind spiralled back through the depths of her memories.
**
Kria. Always remember that no matter how bad it seems, you can't give up. Ever. You are my daughter and I will not tolerate failure.
Kria. Always remember that no matter what, you always need to stay true to who you are. Decide who you want to be, and don't let anymore change that.
Look at the filth. Look at how they struggle. Listen to their wretched screaming. Don't you see? Such weakness should never be allowed to exist! We will purge it from the world!
There they go... Hm? Why am I letting them go? Well, it's just a normal convoy. Mostly only families and livestock. What harm are they doing us? They aren't soldiers. Don't worry, they mean us no harm, so why should we attack them?
Any and ALL trespassers must be taught a lesson. These are OUR woods. OUR home. And they don't believe in the Holy Dragon! We must crush them all under our heel. Oh my daughter...I believe you will be the holy one to crush our enemies and bring our god back to us!
The Holy Dragon will not come back. It is up to us to continue on. You can't be caught up in scripture Kria. Live in the now, not in those musty old prophecies. If we continue to only slaughter, how then can we live?
You!? It has been you filling her head with such...BLASPHEMY!? I would never have thought it possible. You traitorous bastard! She is to be the one to liberate the world in our name!
Oh? Liberate? You don't mean destroy? Come now Amelia! I don't mind crushing under our heels those that seek to harm us and our way of life, but if all your grand talk amounts to is raiding and killing innocent families and ignorant children then you're nothing more than a monster. You disgust me.
HOW DARE YOU! Kria! Prove your devotion to our wonderous lord and cut down this man right were he stands!
Do as you believe is right Kria. The choice is yours. Do what YOU believe in.
More blasphemy! Kria. Your purpose is to serve the dragon. That is why you exist! That is why we are here! Destroy him! Rend him asunder!
She's wrong. You exist because you were born into this world. What you do in it is your own choice! Live for no one but yourself!
For the Dragon!
For yourself!
For the Dragon!
For yourself!
For the Dragon!
For yourself!
**
I think that was when I began to think in two minds about everything. Strange really...
It makes sense. Once this is over...let's go back. Let us attempt to make amends for...everything that happened that grim day...

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:29 pm
"Ms. Ego? You're one to talk," Kayla says. "Oh, and I do have a name. Please use it." Kayla frowns at him for a moment before she darts for the other devil that Langston has engaged. She stabs at the devil with her weapon. ((Kayla moves 5' SE, 15' S, 5' W to end up right under the devil Langston is fighting. Tumble: 14 + 20 = 34. Passed.
Attack: 17 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) = 33.
Damage: 2 + 1 (Str) + 1 (Weapon) - 1 (Silver) + 15 (Sneak Attack) + 2 (Boost) = 20.
Dodge to that devil.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Mar 09, 2007 5:32 pm
"Shut up already!" Sorel cries even though he's still dead.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Fri Mar 09, 2007 6:00 pm
I thought he was raised O_o

Posted by: Lord Oddeye Fri Mar 09, 2007 6:05 pm
((Read again.))

Posted by: Alpha Fri Mar 09, 2007 8:20 pm
As Ruburan fades into etherealness, no doubt he is rendered undetectable by many of those around him. Not Tanis however. Due to Astrid's transmutation on him, Tanis can clearly view the ninja. Smiling, he begins to chant a spell that should familiar to any who have fought alongside him before. He completes the spell, and a translucent lance roars from his outstretched hand, rocketing into the curse-weakened ninja.
Then, the warmage moves further away from the inevitable soon-to-be combat zone, knowing from past experience that keeping away from the melee is always useful.
[Cast Sound Lance at Ruburan
Damage: 8d8 + 4 = ( 7 2 1 6 6 4 7 6 ) + 4 = 43
Fortitude save DC20 for half damage
Move 10' left]

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Mar 11, 2007 2:12 am
Gorrik scratches his head unsure of what to do since he still doesn't want to do an impression of Leeroy Jenkins.

Posted by: Sighrus Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:46 pm
Gail continues her assault, dismissing the divine guidance behind her blows as she turns to the last remaining torturer, cold anger showing through ice blue eyes as each blow hammer down upon the bleeding beast's barbed hide. [FA on West Hamatula.
Attack 1: 1d20(14)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=36.
Damage: 1d10(6)+8(STR)+5(weapon)=19.
Attack 2: 1d20(11)+3(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=28.
Damage: 1d10(1)+8(STR)+5(weapon)=14.
Haste Attack: 1d20(4)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=26.
Damage: 1d10(5)+8(STR)+5(weapon)=18.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:19 am
The Wyvern rider charges forward, slamming his lance twice into the gaping portal and denting the metal before causing a crack to appear in the statue-like artifact. : "Blast... All I can do for now... I hope this troop has more luck than I do..."
The Wyvern rider then whirls in the air and flies away, dripping far too much blood than is healthy, but still alive.
Kayla slashes shallowly into the final Hamatula as Langston lunges twice with his rapier, catching the fiend with each blow. Gail too, manages to do a little damage against the devils, but the supernatural hide of the beasts makes it hard to hurt them. Indeed, even as the warriors fight on, the barbs of the devils slash their skin. Gilliam's minigun suddenly coughs smoke and whirs to a stop, the torrent of fire halting.
"What... No! Not now!" Gilliam roars as his weapon malfunctions.
Adam swings and misses twice, then manages to land a hit on his Hamatula with the final blow.
((Hamatulas take 25 and 13 damage, respectively, after DR. Each attacker takes 7 damage from the barbs. Critical Failure, miss, miss. Gilliam's minigun is jammed and must be fixed. Nat 1, Nat 1, Hit! 20 damage to the Hamatula.))
Farain's arrows fly over the heads of his allies and into the chest of the Hamatula, injuring it further.
((Hit, Hit, Miss. 32-20= 12 damage total after DR.))
Ombligo heals Mahler as Arbeiten heals himself.
((Wand and CLW. Arbeiten heals 6 HP, Mahler heals 5 HP.))
Hawell chuckles as he dispels the writhing field of black tentacles, then uses the wall as cover.
Ruburan grunts as the Lance hits him, but he leaps behind the great Hellfire Cannon, using it as cover while jamming daggers into the magical gems that powered it with all the power he can muster. After a short while the construct collapses, magical energy discharging from it in all directions.
((Attack. Ghost Step: Ethereal again. Hellfire Cannon destroyed.))
Another four Lesser Demons emerge from the whirling confines of the portal-mouth, howling as they stretch their wings for the first time in a millenium.
A glowing white light envelops Sorel and Max puts the Orb of Light away as the druid revives fully, at last.
((Sorel is at 10 HP and alive again.))
Sonnette dashes forward for cover, not allowing the archers to target her in retaliation.
Next turn!
Map:
http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/4862/sfcwiiidevilbase10oq5.png

Posted by: Alpha Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:13 pm
Cursing profoundly that his firewall and field of tentacles had been dispelled, he begins chanting again, this time using his abilites to add extra power to it. Upon completion, he stretches out a hand and aims carefully. A small bead shoots out from his palm, and detonates just outside the gate with explosive force.
[Cast a Sudden Empowered Fireball http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/AlphaAlec/Spellarea.gif. Got a 24 for a ranged attack if needed to aim between people.
Damage: (8d6)x1.5 + 4 = (4,5,6,4,4,2,6,5) x 1.5 + 4 = 58...massive damage!
Reflex save DC20 for half damage]
((Any problems with this action, just let me know))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:20 pm
((Ooh, that's gonna leave a mark )) Kayla winces as the devil's barbs pierce her flesh once more, but the Assassin does not let up one little bit. She stabs at the devil twice this time with her trusty basilards. Kayla swears under her breath in another language, cursing her bad luck.
((Attack 1: 11 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) = 27. I think that's a miss.
Attack 2 (Haste Attack): 14 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) = 30. That might hit, but I'm not sure.
Damage: 3 + 1 (Str) + 1 (Weapon) - 1 (Silver) + 18 (Sneak Attack) + 2 (Boost) - 10 (DR) = 14.
I need to get good-aligned weapons one of these days. ))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Mar 12, 2007 8:03 pm
"Sorel..." Halting his charge at the Hamatula near Gail, he lashed out at the devil, most of his anger drained at the sight of Sorel once more in the land of the living. Because of it, all but one of his blows landed on the fiend. ((Attack the remaining barbazu, then move 5' east.
Haste Atk: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) -1 (size) = nat 1
Confirm: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) -1 (size) = nat 20. regular miss
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 55
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) -1 (size) = 33
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 49 (good damage, so no DR)
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) -1 (size) = 20
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +0 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) +2 (charge) -1 (size) = 21))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Mar 13, 2007 11:08 pm
First is the sound. The din of the battle, far larger now than it had been when he fell, imbues him with a sense of urgency. He struggles to his feet, aided by his staff and buoyed by magical power. He surveys the field, and quickly realizes the fighting is happening within the fortress walls. Without a word, he hunches low, eyes clenched. He focuses on his purpose, and her memory.
A massive lion tenses where Sorel just stood, preparing to bound forward into battle.
((Stand up, Wildshape into Dire Lion. HP 50/80, AC 32))

Posted by: Nightmare Thu Mar 15, 2007 9:09 am
((REF Save: 14 + 6 = 20 PASS! 29 damage 70/112 HP No idea what to do yet, waiting for more allied actions.))

Posted by: Sighrus Fri Mar 16, 2007 6:25 am
It was the roar, then the heat, that caused the warrior to shift her gaze to the gates, icy blue eyes reflecting the swirling explosion and the forms inside. Forms she had come to recognise as allies, most new, some old, attempting to save themselves from the consuming flames. The cold hate that had strengthened her hand bade her dismiss it, to turn her head and rid the world of the devils before her...but a warm shock ran through as she realized those thoughts were her own. She closed her eyes, if only for a moment...it would have been easy to toss blame for such thoughts on the war, the deaths she had seen and the atrocities these devils had commited. It would also be easy to simply blame herself, to berate herself on what she hadn't noticed come over and fall into inaction. The knight instead shifted it to the back of her mind, away from the smoke and the screams and the conflict, where she needed to act. Taking a step back to avoid the sting of her opponent's barbs, she calls out to her allies.
: "All those who can, make your way to the main gate! Our allies need us to break through these defenses; time is our enemy as much as it is our weapon, and thus, we must make the most of any advantage we have. And please...make it through this."
[5' step north, FA on the west hamatula. Divine Might active.
Attack 1: 1d20(6)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=28.
Damage: 1d10(5)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=26.
Attack 2: 1d20(15)+3(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=32.
Damage: 1d10(3)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=24.
Haste Attack: 1d20(12)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)=34.
Damage: 1d10(9)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=30.]

Posted by: Rusty Fri Mar 16, 2007 4:27 pm
*Tears twinkled down from the tear-ducts of the Magic Creature.* : "Sorel!!! Sorel, you still don't look so well. Have this!" *Ombligo uses one of his Cure Critical Wound potions on Sorel, the rest of the Druid's wounds magically disappearing.*
((8 6 3 6 + 7 = 30 HP restored to Sorel.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Mar 16, 2007 7:59 pm
Langston yipped and attacked in concert with Kayla, gritting his teeth and panting furiously. He clearly needed a break but did not have a moment to spare just yet. ((Dice rolls saved for editting leisure Attack/Haste Attack 7 + 12 +1 +1 = 21 15 +7 +1+1= 24
Damage
6+1 = 7
1 + 2
SS1
3 + 7 + 6= 16
SS2
5+5+4=14
))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Mar 16, 2007 11:25 pm
Arbeiten jogs over next to Mahler. "You're of more use on the front lines than I am." he says simply. "I'll hold the stone for you. You help the others." With that, he takes over holding the stone over the possessed girl, patiently waiting for her spirit to overthrow the enemy within.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Mar 17, 2007 6:58 am
Tanis' fireball detonates in front of the gate, sending two of the Pacalon knights flying backwards, unconscious from the blast. Sylvia gracefully pivots and leaps away from the blast, trotting back to her position afterwards. Sonnette however, isn't as quick and is caught in the blast, her clothes now blackened and singed.
: "What the... Im... Impossible, I can't be hit like that! I'm too fast! Who the devil is casting those fireballs!"
: "Exactly. Devils are casting those fireballs."
: "Shut up and cast some of your own then! Gaaaah!" Sonnette grumbles, stepping back to fire off a quartet of arrows at a flying Lesser Demon.
((Hit, Hit, Hit, Hit. Demon is dead.))
:"Not a bad idea, actually. Here! I'll give you some... Cover fire! Hehehehe..." Hawell says, chanting while he moves and gesturing. A massive hail of fire envelops the area around the statue of Erebeus in the courtyard of the keep.
((Maximized Blaze 2 centered on the statue of Erebeus. Everything within 30' takes 60 fire damage, save for half. Morgan saves for half and is knocked unconscious. Everyone else fails their save. I didn't roll for Tanis or Astrid. One of the Smoke Demons fails incorporeality and is obliterated. Everyone else is standing, but at low HP.))
: "Damn! Man... Men down! Charge them now! If we hang back, they can blanket us with area magic and we'll never even get close enough to give them a pinprick! Pacalonian Guard... CHARGE!"
Syvlia and her centaur knights charge the gate, lances raised. The centaur knights rip through a Devil Soldier, a fiendish dwarf, and a Devil Archer as they make it inside the walls. Gorrik follows them, splitting through and charging towards one of the Hellfire Cannons, crashing his axe against the magical contraption to little effect. A motley crew of devils swarm him, but are unable to pierce his armor, save for a single lucky hit which deals little damage.
((Miss, miss, miss, miss, Hit. 6 damage to Gorrik.))
One of the Dark Bishops shakes as it casts a powerful curing spell on itself.
((Healed 30 damage.))
Gilliam curses as he unjams his gun.
Gail drives her blade deep into the Hamatula.
"No... Not from a... mortal..." it growls before dissolving in ash with an acrid explosion of sulfurous smoke.
Adam charges forward without a word, claw-fist slamming into the final Hamatula while Kayla and Graigus stab and batter it further. The beast still stands, when a single arrow buries itself in the fiend's forehead, causing it to collapse backwards. Farain stands, holding his bow, victorious. Lowering it, the stress and strain causes the young centaur to stumble and drop his weapon.
((Hit, Miss, Critical Failure for Farain. Damage killed the Hamatula, but the crit causes him to drop his bow at his feet.))
Mahler nods at Arbeiten and rushes off to join his comrades at the front.
: "Good to have you back with us... I was afraid we'd lost you for a moment..." Max says as Sorel rises again. "Come on, we've still got a lot of work to do!"
Max turns and charges towards the gate.
: "Blast it, I was hoping he'd be too busy playing nurse to... Cornugons! Slay the hero Max, all else is secondary!"
Three horrible horned, scaled, and winged demons teleport in around Max, surrounding him.
: "I'm flattered you think so highly of me. Adam, give me a hand here! The rest of you continue in and destroy the gates! I'll follow as soon as I handle this!"
Ruburan runs forward, ethereal as he nears the gate damaged by the Wyvern rider.
The wounded Devil Knights, backed by a Devil Dwarf, charge the Pacalonian knights as soon as they enter the keep. Sylvia simply extends her lance to catch one of the Devil Knights through the chest as he tries to attack her, slaying the fiend in an instant. The dwarf dies in a similar manner as one of the Pacalonian knights follows their leader's example. The final knight's attack is deflected by Sylvia's shield.
: "I see you, little mage..." Aelisnyx hisses, firing a trio of arrows at Hawell. The air around the mage blurs and twists, three of the arrows slamming into the ground, while the third strikes the mage's leg.
((Entropic Barrier: Miss, Miss, Hit. 20 damage.))
: "Oh please... Did you really think I hadn't planned for that tactic?" Hawell says, snapping off the shaft of the arrow in him with a wince. "This ward is not as efficient as I'd hoped though... I'll need to research it more..."
: "Using the power of chaos in such a manner against we of law... Your sense of irony must be overwhelming."
:"Sorry, I couldn't resist."
A hail of arrows fires from the Erinyes, covering Sylvia and one of her cohorts in feathered shafts. The Pacalonian guard drops, unconscious and Sylvia grimaces.
:"Devil Archers for when we charge, magic if we dont'... Volcanon's fury, how are we supposed to win this?!"
: "You don't. Lay down and die."
: "It may come down to that... But I assure you, I won't go down until I've driving my lance through your blackened heart!"
As the battle rages on, a sudden chill washes over the battlefield.
: "Hmph. They're taking too long," a cold, impassionate voice echoes across the battlefield.
: "No..."
Unlikely Ally: http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SRWA3_OST_ANOTHER_TIMEDIVER.mp3
A young boy in dark blue battle armor appears back near the rearmost Devil Gate. Flanking him are a pair of the crimson terrors known as Pit Fiends.
: "I had hoped I wouldn't have to take a hand in this, but my king is impatient."
: "Lord Oddeye... But how?! You... Have... Have you come to help us?"
: "Silly wench of a devil... Help you? You betrayed King Zeon for your new masters, the so called 'Lords of Strife.' You know the penalty for treason, what happens to traitors..."
: "But... This makes no sense! Why aren't you sealed with the others?!"
: "A few of us still wander this world, doing the work of our King. How we escaped is no matter to concern yourself with, traitor. Instead worry about yourself."
: "I... I..."
: "Who do you think took care of the reinforcements you were going to so ruthlessly call down on the Galam Army as they wandered into your trap? You've been enticing other devils of our Army into betraying Zeon in exchange for their freedom with these... Devil Gates of yours. Such treason will not stand."
: "It... It doesn't matter! Even if you destroy me, Lord Erebeus will annihilate you in time! I won't fail him by running! This will be his altar... and here... I'll feed him as many sacrifices as my arrows will allow me to before dying!"
: "Oh? A pity you didn't show such loyalty to your true king..." Oddeye says as he unsheathes his sword. "It's a good plan you had here... If they linger outside the walls, mages would blast them with magic, or the Hellfire Cannons would. If they charged inside, your Erinyes sisters would rain arrows on them. Whatever they did, reinforcements would pour from the gates. A masterful defense... which makes it a pity that I have to do what I have to do."
: "Sisters, concentrate your volleys on the Greater Devil and his entourage! Drive him away at all costs!"
[ Optional Rule considered for use: After level 10, a roll of 1 is just a miss and doesn't precipitate a critical miss confirm roll. Note that certain weapons and items (tinker weapons, Chaos/Wild magic, scavenged/improvised weapons) are not subject to this. Thoughts? ]
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIIIDevilBase11.PNG

Posted by: Nightmare Sat Mar 17, 2007 8:27 am
Despite being surrounded, Gorrik isn't afraid. The brave Dwarf hacks away at the Barbazu, using his temporary size to his advantage. ((Attack Axe1: 7(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = 22 Axe2: 17(d20) + 4(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = 32
Haste: 5(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) - 4(PA) = 20
Damage
Axe1: 10(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 4(PA) = 24 + 5(Shock)
Axe2: 4(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 4(PA) = 18 + 3(Shock)
Axe3: 1(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 4(PA) = 15 + 1(Shock)
AC: 30(31) Dodge to Dark Smoke
HP: 64/112))

Posted by: Alpha Sat Mar 17, 2007 3:24 pm
((Sorry Ty, but Gorrik's getting picked on today)) The huge explosion from Hawel leaves many severely weakened. However, as the flames clear, Tanis emerges barely singed. Cursing, he steps back, away from the melee near the gate. As he does, he begins to chant a spell. Once done moving, an orb of blue ice soars from his hands, soaring through a gap between the Devil Soldier and Dark Smoke and smashing into Gorrik.
[Reflex save: 1d20 + 5 = 24. If that's a pass, he takes no damage, due to having a Fire Shield up. If it's a fail, he takes quarter damage, due to having the Fire Shield up and Blinking.
Move 5' west and 10' north
Cast Orb of Cold at Gorrik
Ranged touch: 1d20 + 6 = 23...hit
Damage: 8d6 + 4 = 1 2 5 3 4 1 2 5 + 4 = 27. No save
Fortitude Save DC21 or be blinded for one round]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Mar 17, 2007 5:54 pm
Kayla moves towards the gate and drinks a potion as she does so. ((Kayla moves 60' West and downs a CSW potion, bringing her up to full.))

Posted by: Nightmare Sat Mar 17, 2007 7:30 pm
((Yeah, Gorrik sneezes and passes that FORT save.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Mar 18, 2007 12:31 am
"Let's finish this fight!" the dwarf said, re-energized by the sight of the risen druid. Giving the hero of the Shining Wars a nod, he tore across the battered ground, hopping over bodies and cartwheeling past tents until he came to a stop next to the golem and the archer.
"Thanks for the help," he said to the woman. "Now it's time to start pulling my weight!"

Posted by: Kaihaku Sun Mar 18, 2007 6:59 am
The wizardess stumbles back at the bitter flames, vicious burns covering her body. Astrid glares at the warriors around her, her eyes flashing, "Where are our necromancers? Make use of these bodies! Now!" She pulls a bit of fleece and a few grains of sand from a pouch at her side, gesturing and speaking a few words in a strange tongue over them.
The earth beneath the main gate trembles viciously, a circle of foul arcane runes slowly burning in the soil. The stench of brimstone fills the air as the ground erupts in a blast of arcane power and flame, revealing a terrifying sight.
Wreathed in flame, a massive Tanar'ri stands behind the noble dwarven knight. Its fearsome eyes burn maliciously down at the oncoming heroes. Its clawed hands bear a cruel whip and blade, each one yet covered in the gore of slaughtered foes. Countless scars cover its dark red flesh, its head crowned with massive horns and a thick mane. Tattered bat wings stretched out from its muscular back. Waves of heat beat down on those unfortunate enough to be near unto the fiend.
It's lips curl in a mishapen smile revealing saddastic pleasure, "Come champions of the surface world, come face me." It laughs mockingly in its deep and powerful voice, "Let me show you what torment truly is."
[ http://www.systemreferencedocuments.org/35/sovelior_sage/spellsPtoR.html#persistent-image ]
[Oh crap, is that a Balor? No but you think it is. Will Save DC: 21]
[Also...]

QUOTE
Chains of Disbelief (Ex) Even if a viewer disbelieves an illusion created by an illusionist using this variant and communicates the details of the illusion to other creatures, those other creatures do not receive the normal +4 bonus on their saying throws to disbelieve the illusion. Furthermore, even when presented with incontrovertible proof that the illusion isn't real, creatures must still succeed on a Will saving throw to see objects or creatures that the illusion obscures, although they get a +10 bonus on the saving throw.
An illusionist using this variant permanently gives up the ability to obtain a familiar.

[Should be fun until TUM dispels it.]
Astrid winces and moves back away from the gate, limping slightly due to the burns covering her. However, a cruel light still burns in her eyes as she whispers words which echo in the mind of the dwarven monk, "Finish the fight if you will, it won't bring back your beloved leader. He somehow managed to break free of our control..." She chuckles, "...so I sent him packing on a one way trip to the afterlife."
[Move to entrance to inner keep]
((If only the Doctor were here... "Gail... Have you gained weight? I told you to take it easy on those scones."))

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Mar 18, 2007 12:54 pm
((Gorrik yawns and passes the save.)) : "Tha' thing's a hoax! Charge righ' through it lads!" Gorrik belts out to any allies within earshot. The Dwarf then redirects his voice towards Astrid. "Ye hear tha' ye foul witch? Yer no' foolin' me!" ((Yes, I know telling the others that is' an illusion won't have any effect, but do you really think he'd not say anything about it if he saw it was a fake?))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:31 pm
((Mahler gets a 21 on the nose. NOW everyone gets the +10.)) *Mahler shakes his head exasperatedly. Such trouble with wizards and conjuring foul demons and devils. Mahler walks toward the behemoth demon, lowers his shoulder, and proceeds to push right through it. It provides no resistance, and he laughs at Astrid's efforts. Without wasting a whit of time, Mahler pivots, shifting his momentum toward Gorrik.*
: I thought you could use a hand, and I think I have a contest to win. Don't you just love win-win situations?
*Mahler winks, then spins, slamming a powerfully driven fist into the Mist Demon's gaseous form. His slam begins to press through, touching nothing, but catches onto something solid and causes it to reel.*
((Power Attack 5. 87 on the miss chance.
1d20 + 19 - 5 = 17 + 14 = 31.
Damage
4d8 + 11 + 5 = 6 + 7 + 8 + 4 + 16 = 41.
Gorrik and the Galam Soldier above him are now protected by a Magic Circle against Evil.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Mar 18, 2007 9:02 pm
((Will Save: 26 with the bonus.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Mon Mar 19, 2007 5:51 pm
Hearing Max's order, Langston begrudgingly kicks himself into moving, breaking into a short dash. As he reached the edge of the first tent, the rat lept into the sky with a quick somersault. Landing with relative ease, he threw himself forward into a roll to reach the far side of the very tent closest to the gates, pushing his back against it. Grab a drink and get back in there, ya whiner.
((La la la, hiding, taking cover, whatever. If there's a relevant Hide roll involved, here: Roll 14 + 12 + 6 = 32 ))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Mar 20, 2007 4:34 am
Sorel surges forward in a series of astounding leaps. Despite his speed, it is still clear that even in another form, he is slowed by the statue's curse. He turns to face the entrance of the fortress, his eyes easily penetrating Astrid's illusion.
((Will save: 8 + a whole lot = pass
Double move to 50' due south of the gate entrance))

Posted by: Sighrus Tue Mar 20, 2007 1:39 pm
[Yes, let's give the paladin a physical self-image problem. Should go nicely with the pangs of guilt and the horrifying nightmares.] For a moment, Gail thought she had started seeing ghosts. The great lion that moved past her in leaps and bounds couldn't be...and yet, was. A sincere smile crossed the paladin's weary face as the sight of a dear friend returning from the impossible, and turned to a confident one as she pushed herself into a run, charging through the illusion into the front. Raising her shield, she scanned the crowd, waiting for the onslaught to reach her.
[Run - 180' move to above the castle gate and 5' right of it, ending up 5' west of the dead centaur within the gates. Fighting Defensively for an AC of 31.]

Posted by: Rusty Thu Mar 22, 2007 3:08 am
*Ombligo floats along with the others towards the gate, anxious to punish the fiends.* ((Will save: we all get that bonus? Natural 10, so if we do that's a definite pass.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Mar 22, 2007 5:46 am
((At this point I will note that no one has heard anything of Odd-Eye/Aelisnyx's speech due to the din of battle and it being boosted telepathically through the two.)) Gorrik rips through the Barbazu in three mighty swings of his axe, rending a great gash into the devil from shoulder to belly. With his last dying breath, the devil zealously shouts, "Glory to the Powers of Darkness!" then falls silent as he turns to ash.
: "That's a lot of weight to pull, I didn't know we had a giant on our side!"
: "Actually, from his proportions, I'd say he was a dwarf under the influence of an enlarging spell."
: "Oh. Regardless, good to have anyone that big in this fight!"
: "Speaking of big things..." Hawell says as he produces a scroll and reads it, the illusion of the Balor vanishing as the spell finishes and the scroll crumbles. "A skillful illusion, but still not enough I'm afraid."
Mahler's mighty blow causes the Smoke Demon to whirl and dissipate in a puff of foul smelling smoke.
: "Nazca Cannon online. Target confirmed. Adjusting for allied presence... Firing!"
A mighty blast and a roar and a massive beam of energy fires from Adam's arm, lancing through the two Cornugons to Max's right. One of the fiends manages to partially dodge, but the other is caught full on, its chest scales slagged and melted. The blast then strikes the fortress wall, leaving a huge cracked dent in the infernal masonry. Distracted by the unexpected assault, one of the Cornugons turns toward Adam. A slight glow suddenly infuses Max as Divine Might surges through him. Max immediately takes a gamble, exploiting this opportunity to dash close to the devil and plunge the Chaos Breaker into the monster's neck, drawing it swiftly to the side and severing the head. Before the injured Cornugons can react to their brother's demise, Max leaps back and stabs the Cornugon that had been hit full on with the Chaos Breaker, sliding the blade up through the fiend's chest and out his head. The second Cornugon falls with a sickening gurgle, leaving only one fiend left.
((Adam fires his Laser! Hit! 79 damage to Cornugon1! 39 damage to Cornugon2! Max attacks with Divine Might! Upgraded Critical Hit! 182 damage to Cornugon3! Cornugon3 defeated! Hit, Hit, Hit, Hit! 102 total damage to Cornugon1. Cornugon1 defeated! 40 damage to Cornugon2.))
The remaining Cornugon laughs insanely.
"I won't be destroyed that cheaply!" he roars as he sends a bolt of lighting arcing at Adam. The robot is caught dead on by the bolt, sparks flying from the robot.
: "Master Max, I am damaged at a factor of 80%. If the current rate of damage continues..."
: "Right... Adam, pull back and repair yourself. I don't want to risk you getting destroyed."
: "Understood. I will return as soon as my repairs are complete. Apologies."
Adam begins to stomp away from the battlefield as Max turns back to his foe, not saying a word.
Kria feels a surge of energy awaken her and drive out the devil within as the crystal suddenly shines with a blinding light and crumbles into shards over her head. Foul smoke pours from Kria's mouth, nostrils and ears as the possessor devil is expelled. The devil shrieks horribly, then its shadowy form melts away in the the light of the crystal. The light dims and vanishes as Kria wakes.
Ruburan briefly appears for a moment before vanishing again, throwing a quartet of odd bombs into the mouth of the devil gate. The structure shudders as explosions rock it, cracks spider-webbing all across its frame.
Sylvia stabs her lance forward again and again at the Devil Knight attacking her, but fails to land anything but a glancing blow.
: "Damn... You're light on your hooves, should've taken up dancing and not deviling."
"I'll dance on your grave if you're not careful," the devil growls as he jabs his lance forward. Sylvia easily blocks both attacks with her shield.
:"You're no centaur if you can't handle a lance with skill!" Sylvia replies with a smirk.
((Miss, Miss, Miss, Hit. Enemy attacks: Miss, Miss.))
Meanwhile, the remaining Pacalonian knight charges one of the Hellfire Cannons, smashing to bits one of the jewels that power it with a single powerful lance thrust.
"Lady Astrid, spells to raise the dead take time..." the Dark Bishop says as he heals himself and moves back. "Besides that, most of our spellcasters are busy maintaining the portals to pull more of our brethren here." The Dark Bishop is about to say more when a pair of arrows suddenly strike him in the shoulder. The evil cleric grimaces, then pulls them out with a scream.
A hail of arrows fly at the Pit Fiends as the Erinyes try desperately to hold them back. The arrows merely stick in the fiends' scales and they laugh belligerently even as they call down a pair of massive fireballs on the gate next to them, untouched by the heat even as the gate crumbles and its attendant spellcasters go flying, the explosion consuming them nearly whole. Oddeye finishes the matter by driving his sword through the gate-statue's back, the infernal glow surrounding it vanishing as it stands in ruins. A hail of meteors then falls upon the other western gate, crushing and melting it until all that's left is a vaguely head-shaped crumbling mass of stone.
: "There, our task is done. The other gates are as good as destroyed, the way the enemy is pressing in on you."
: "You... May the Powers of Darkness curse you even when they end eternity, Odd-Eye!"
:"I won't sully my hands with a traitoress such as you. No... for you who has spent her whole existence plotting and planning, your fitting execution is here, at the hands of those who you tried to slay so many times and could not. Be consumed by your own failure, Aelisnyx. You might redeem your name a little by taking out as many as you can before you go."
:"One day, Odd-Eye... One day you too will be destroyed by your own plans... My sight reveals that to me as clear as day, and it will comfort me when I die."
: "I'm sure. Ta, now. Much as I'd like to stay, I have other tasks to attend to and dealing with the Shining Force would take too much of my time and effort."
: "Odd Eye?!??!" Sonnette exclaims, catching sight of the devil as she stopped to draw another arrow. "What's he doing here?"
As suddenly as they appeared, Odd Eye and company vanish.
A flight of four fiendish pegasus knights emerges from the southernmost gate, lances bared and ready as they fly into the sky.
The fiendish orcs stomp their feet and dig the butts of their spears into the ground, defending their gate.
The Dark Smokes wriggle and writhe, chanting blasphemies as Sylvia fights off a mental fog, Gail suddenly also beset by confusion.
((Muddle cast on Sylvia and Gail. Sylvia passes her save.))
The four Hamatulas, their gate destroyed but their immunity to fire saving them from the same fate, promptly teleport to new locations on the map to engage their enemies.
The Lesser Demons fly up into the sky, soaring to new positions as well.
The amassed foes attacking Gorrik strike with all of their might, but only a single blow lands on the dwarf, biting into his shoulder.
((Miss, Miss, Miss, Miss, Miss, Hit! 12 damage to Gorrik!))
Max and the foes around him are suddenly enveloped in a blazing inferno as the Hellfire Cannon behind them opens up. The cannon's retort is like a thunderclap as the hero rolls with the blast to the best of his ability, still taking burns.
((33 fire damage to Max and the devils around him. Devils are immune, Max saves and takes 16 damage.))
Next turn!
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Posted by: Aldur Thu Mar 22, 2007 11:28 am
It's strange... What is? Being a passenger taught me some things. And now I finally get it. I'm not sure I understand. You don't really exist. None of my persona's do. The bangle freak, the battle queen, the ruthless destroyer...It's all...in my head. So I know that all this time, all the people I've been talking to; all the mental battles I've thought...it's all been me. So away with you...and thanks for everything.
...
This is...for the best. Any excuse I could come up with for murdering him...but no. I did it. I obeyed mother mindlessly. I had the chance to say no, but I didn't. And yet, that was then. And this is now. I'll not delude myself anymore.
**
Kria gasps as she looks around. She seemed to be on a small platform surrounded by lava. With the Dark Dragon looking at her. She frowned, pulling free her sword.
All I fear means nothing...
The beast roared at her and she rolled her eyes, taking off as her familiar wings unfurled from nothingness around her, the warlock taking flight, firing off a blast at the dragon.
What's left of me? What's left of me now?
The Dragon of Pure Evil simply laughed at this, letting Kria struggle on. She glared, closing in, stabbing at it with her sword. To no avail whatsoever. It simply watched her.
My heart's a battleground...
Kria blinked, tilting her head to one side, looking at the beast. She smiled suddenly, sheathing her sword and simply looking at the dragon. "I see it now." Kria shut her eyes and opened them again. Instead of that hellish place, she found an open meadow and she laughed. "I finally see it. And it's thanks to...them."
You show me how to see
That nothing is whole and nothing is broken.
Kria sat down on the grass and looked up at the clear blue sky, smiling as she remember them all. Her new family, her beloved companions. Her...friends. Who finally taught her how to move on.
My sanctuary, my sanctuary,
Where fears and lies melt away...
Kria looked on as the sky seemed to split open, a blinding light piercing the clouds, streaking towards her. The warlock smiled and got to her feet, flying up to meet it. "Guess it's time to go back."
My fears, my lies..
Melt away.
**
Kria groaned and coughed as she got to her feet, looking dazedly around the battleground. She grimaced as her wings protectively enfolded her. She looked down at the crystal shards around her and then at Arbeiten. "Thanks Arby. Wanna...heal me? I'm still not exactly...battle ready."
((Kria is at 0.))

Posted by: Alpha Thu Mar 22, 2007 3:06 pm
As more and mroe invaders flood into the base, Tanis grins widely, his orange eyes glinting. : Aahh, Gail! Good to see you again!" he calls out to her. "Come to join Gorrik and Mahler, I see?" He pauses for a moment, chuckling. "I wonder if all of you have missed me? Or missed what I do? This for example..."
He then stretches out his hand, says a few words of arcane power, and yet another ball of fire streaks out, this one almost as powerful as the last one he'd thrown.
[Cast a Sudden Maximised Blaze 2, centred on Gail and positioned so it'll hit Gorrik and Mahler too. Also so it won't hit Morgan. So that's probably the bottom left square of her
Damage: (8x6) + 4 = 52
Reflex save DC21 for half damage (spin fate point thrown in)
If you fail the reflex save, take a DC15 Fort save against massive damage]

Posted by: Knight_019 Thu Mar 22, 2007 7:36 pm
*Mahler throws his arms up in front of him to shield himself from the hellacious fireball. He glares at Tanis, then shakes his head. Right now it would be foolish to move to subdue his possessed friend. With numerous demons nearby, not to mention Astrid, such a move would be suicide. Mahler, however, saw a good vantage point from which to make an assault. Before he could move, Astrid collapsed to the ground, the demons were in the air, and Gail moved on Tanis. With this opening, Mahler plods toward the center of the keep, and forcefully lays a hand upon the dark holy man.*
((Save: 1d20 + stuff = 18 + stuff = pass.
Charge, PA 7
1d20 + 19 - 7 + 3 = 18 + 15 = 33.
Damage
4d8 + 11 + 7 + 1d8 = 4 + 1 + 6 + 6 + 5 + 18 = 40.))

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Fri Mar 23, 2007 1:20 am
Arbeiten smiled warmly down at the girl, and rested a hand on her shoulder. "Welcome back." With a touch, a surge of the cleric's holy energy flowed into her, healing her wounds slightly. Looking slightly abashed, he continues, "I'm afraid I'm a little worn out, and can't heal as I should be expected to anymore. If you have a potion on you, I'd consider drinking it."
<Cast whatever level cure I had left, and follow Kria if and when she starts towards the rest of the group. I think it's only a CLW.>

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Mar 24, 2007 2:04 am
Astrid lets out a defeated chuckle, looking at the young paladin with hatred, "Well... It looks as if you've managed to win, old friend." She wipes a trail of blood from her mouth, "Good triumphs! The evil are vanquished in a sea of their own blood."
Gail levels a cold gaze to the wizardess, eyes steady despite the abuse the battle has delivered her. Open wounds and fresh burns adorn her, shaky panting giving away her true state...and yet, she only stared. "Why?"
Astrid lets out a heavy sigh, "I could tell you of the hurt and pains of my life, reveal how they shaped me into this monster." She chuckles lightly, "But why should I lie..." A cruel light shines in her eyes, "Nothing gives me greater pleasure than probing and prodding other beings, discovering what makes them work and then slowly tearing them apart bit by bit." She laughs, "Knowing that I hold another being in my power, there is no greater delight." Her eyes narrow as a smirk crosses her face, "Ah, you have such loyalty to your kind, did you really think I would be any better than the fiends you slaughter everyday?"
Throughout the confession, the paladin's expression does not change or waver, only wearing an analytical scowl where one would expect anger or shock. Seconds tick by with only the icy glare as a response; the paladin never lets her eyes leave Astrid's own, almost as if she were trying to let past a mirror. Finally, she speaks, her voice seemingly distant at first. "So that's all it was...a experiment. A test you used to sate a sick sense of curiousity, as a cat would paw a mouse?" She merely shook her head, blue eyes looking both at the wizardess and beyond
her. "Such a masterful act you have put on...even though the proof is in front of me, I can't believe you. Why try and steer one away who you would rather plot to kill - or was that yet another mind trap you had set?"
"A fiend once told me never to doubt the power of mortal denial." Astrid replies with a cold smile, amusement alight in her eyes, "You cut down foe after foe without hesitation yet pause when you come to me..." She chuckles, "I wonder, after all of it, do you still really believe I'm redeemable?" Her eyes narrow, "You know, its a pity that you managed to resist my spell that night. I wonder how differently you would feel if I had succeeded in implanting my memories of slaughtering your little healer into your mind." Delight is written across her face, "Oh, if you could remember the look on his face as...you...cut him down." She laughs, "So delicious. It's amazing really, the things one can accomplish with a mere polymorph spell."
The ice in Gail's eyes broke, wide eyes reflecting the vicious grin painting the magess's face. A small shudder courses through her, her expression dull as memory stirs the dead to life. Stillness gives way to shaking, stifling pangs of hatred as her eyes rise back to the traitor, the 'old friend' who coated every act with lies and deceit, where every action was made simply to push those around her into discord and strife...The knight's voice is strained as she responds, not wanting to give her opponent the satisfaction of superiority. "So it was you...a simple act of cruelty to satisfy your boredom...To think, there was a time when I considered myself truly unworthy to speak to you. No mercy, monster. No forgiveness."
"Was it cruelty or merely a strategic attack on a weak point in your little band?" Astrid laughs mockingly, stepping forward over the scorched earth, "A matter of perspective I suppose, many of your comrades certainly enjoy butchering their enemies yet I've never heard you call them monsters." A hint of pain passes over her face for a moment, then she smiles with cold hateful resolve, "We are all the monsters... Better to hunt the sheep then be hunted, you think that you're better because you've taken it on yourself to kill a few wolves, get rid of some competition." Her step quickens, bringing the wizardess near to the massive form of the holy knight.
The holy knight brings the runic blade above her head, fire in her eyes as the mage closes in, white emphemeral flames coursing around the blade...only to twist the blade as she brings it down, slamming the flat portion of the blade into Astrid's cheek.
"Still...deluded..." Astrid spits out with cold vehemence as her frail body spins about at the powerful blow, before falling to the ground.

Posted by: Sighrus Sun Mar 25, 2007 7:48 pm
Aqua eyes glared at the still form at the maiden’s feet, the righteous fire of the sanctified blow cooling as the voice of the traitor rang through her head, the flash of that wicked smile burned into her mind. Her blade jumped with the thrum of her heartbeat, as if eager to end the life of the proud turncoat, to send her to the judgement she rightfully deserved. Every subtle shiver, every sparking synapse told her to finish this evil before it could stir again, to plunge the blade into the heart and watch the crimson soul drain out onto the dust of the earth. Every fiber of her cried out for her to silence the threat, once and for all, to see that she would never harm another again...only to lower the weapon, the jolts of self-righteous vengence halting as whispered words passed through her lips.
: "When I vowed that I would see no one else die here today...I meant even you."
Gail then turns her eyes to Tanis, another ally whose will was corrupted to turn against his friends. The knight took a deep breath before starting forward, silently condemning herself as the blade crashed through Tanis's wards and onto the top of his shoulder.
[Exposit, charge 45' NW, wham Tanis.
tAttack 1: 1d20(18)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)-4(subdual)+2(charge)=38.
Confirm: 1d20(7)+8(BAB)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+1(Haste)-4(subdual)+2(charge)=27.
Damage: 1d10(3)+8(STR)+5(weapon)+8(Might)=24*2=48 subdual.
Gail takes 14 damage from the fire shield, dropping her to 34 HP, and the blade barrier misses due to 10' reach. AC: 27.]

Posted by: Alpha Sun Mar 25, 2007 10:09 pm
((Uh guys, you stop to think those lesser demons you're attacking might be the ones that flew up into the sky? Hm?))

Posted by: Sighrus Sun Mar 25, 2007 11:22 pm
[Action editted to perform an action that is actually performable.]

Posted by: Nightmare Mon Mar 26, 2007 8:23 am
Gorrik barely manages to avoid the fury of his foe's fire to the full extent. Gorrik lets out a grunt but miraculously manages to hold himself together long enough to summon a small amount of help from The Light itself. ((Gorrik passes REF save, drops to -1HP, Diehard kicks in, Use Lay on Hands for 20HP, HP = 19, Gorrik uses Defensive Stance, STR + 2, CON + 4, All Saves + 2, AC + 4
HP: 37/130 [19/112]
AC: 34(35) Dodge to whatever managed to hit me last turn.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Mar 26, 2007 3:02 pm
Kayla moves closer to the gate to aid her allies, but she comes short. Now standing beside Graigus, she assumes a defensive stance, holding her basilards in front of her and paying close attention to the surrounding enemies. ((Kayla moves 8 squares North West, which totals her maximum movement of 60' with Haste. That puts her next to Graigus I believe, and she will go on Total Defense.))

Posted by: Tarethen Wed Mar 28, 2007 1:28 am
Farain lifted his bow, firing at an available enemy. ((I Would be more specific, but being on dial-up causes the map to take forever to load. My next action will actually be a decent one. Normal attack with haste. Attack 1: 1d20: 19 +6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) = 32.
Attack 2:
1d20: 3 +2(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) = 12
Attack 3:
1d20: 14 +6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) = 27.
Damage 1:
2d6: 1 + 3 + 6(str) + 1(magic) = 11
Damage 3:
2d6: 3 + 6 +6(str) + 1(magic) = 16. ))

Posted by: Rusty Wed Mar 28, 2007 2:25 am
: "Hey, Ratman, stop dancing around and DO something!" *Ombligo floats towards Hawel, and once he gets a clear shot he fires a bolt of lightning at the nearby Devils.* ((Float somewhere left of where Hawel currently is and unleash a LB if he moves out of the way, or if I can float above him and still hit the enemies, that's cool too. With the +10' to movement I should be able to do that without taking any AoOs.
Lightning Bolt on the two Barbed Devils to the right (and anything else it can hit):
Damage: 29 electrical damage.
REF save DC 20 for half damage.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Mar 28, 2007 3:29 am
((Seems a little out of character...)) Langston does in fact do something; he does exactly what he intended to do all along. Pulling another of his potions out, he grabs himself a drink and then moves off to the left side of the gate. ((Or the right side, either is fine.
CCW Roll: 8 3 6 2 = 19 + whatever the caster level is on a potion, if that applies.))

Posted by: Rusty Wed Mar 28, 2007 4:10 am
((lolz))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Mar 28, 2007 7:44 am
Mahler smashes the Bishop's face in as Arbeiten casts a moderately powerful curing spell. ((Kria heals 22 HP.)) Gail rushes Tanis and deals him a mighty blow. Ombligo's lightning cascades across one of the Hamatulas even as the other uses his comrade for cover, taking less damage.
((left failed/ right saved.))
The minigun repaired, Gilliam lets loose once more, a line of fire tracing from the roaring weapon to one of the Lesser Demons. The devil screeches inhumanly as it plummets to the ground, wings torn and body shredded by gunfire. Gilliam then turns and empties yet more rounds into the Hamatula that Ombligo blasted.))
((Hit, Hit, Hit. Lesser Demon killed, 12 damage after DR to the Hamatula.))
Farain aids his comrade, shooting his great bow at the most wounded Hamatula. The centaur is rewarded for his efforts as the devil reels in pain, two arrows protruding from his chest.
((Hit, Hit. ))
Langston feels better about himself.
((The caster level for potions is the minimum needed to cast the spell. I believe it's +10 for CCW.))
Perhaps age, stress, the toil of battle, or the great emotions forced upon the great hero have taken their toll, for Max is able to slay only the one Cornugon this time around, his strikes parried and parried before finally landing a trio of fatal blows.
((Hit, Miss, Hit, Hit, Miss. Cornugon dead.))
A crackling storm of lighting smashes into the Erinyes archers, causing three to shriek with pain and curse in Infernal as Hawell moves up and calls down his magic.
((3 Erinyes hit for 60 damage. No save. Maximized Bolt.))
"Focus your fire on the mage and his archer wench!" Aelisnyx cries out. "We cannot withstand firepower of that magnitude!"
A hail of burning arrows rains down on Hawell and Sonnette, the mage's form distorting, then snapping back to focus as he grimaces and falls, five arrows jutting from his body. As soon as this happens a bring flash of light claims him and he is gone. Hawell's voice echoes where he was standing. "A contingency spell is the most useful tool for a strategist mage," the voice notes before disappearing.
((Despite his spell causing 10 of the 15 shots that "hit" him to miss, Hawell still takes enough damage to send him under, triggering an Egress spell.))
Three arrow strike Sonnette, one lodging deep in her side.
((Hit, Critical hit! Auto hit! 40 damage total.))
: "Aaaaaah! I... You... Take that!" Sonnette screams as she fires off shot after shot with her bow, fitting arrows that glow white to the weapon. One of the Erinyes screams as it plummets to the ground, its body pierced by holy arrows.
"How?? Bested by a mortal marksman?!" the devil shrieks as its body consumes itself in flame and sulfur.
((Hit, Hit, Hit, Miss, Miss. 90 damage to the Erinyes. Erinyes slain.))
Meanwhile, the Hamatula fighting Max takes this opportunity to dig his claws deep into hero, laughing delightedly as the hero cries out in pain.
"This is all you have, hero? Then suffer!" the devil jeers. Punctuating his words, one of Hellfire Cannons fires, dousing Max in infernal flame.
((Hit, Hit. 28 damage to Max. Hellfire Cannon fires. 20 fire damage to Max.))
Ruburan demolishes the Devil Gate he had been attacking. Cracks run along the misshappen head's surface as the infernal glow lighting it dims and then vanishes before the aracne device partially collapses. However, due to a few fumbling wastes of movement, he is unable to do anything else for the time being.
The other Devil Gate pulses with red light as a single, hulking minotaur with red skin and fur pulls itself out of the magical portal.
: "It's over!!!" Sylvia shouts as she impales her fiendish centaur opponent on her lance, prying the corpse off the weapon with her front hooves. The last Pacalonian Knight smashes apart the Hellfire Cannon that shot Max with two brutally powerful lance jabs.
The Hamatulas move around and attack, but the heroes have grown experienced in reading their predictable, overly orderly attacks, and dodge each and every one. Kayla ducks under a claw swipe as Langston leisurely somersaults out of the way of a bearhug. Sorel simply parries a claw with his own.
((Didn't roll over a 7 on any of them.))
The Devil Soldier hammers away with his axe on Gorrik's shield, but doesn't seem to be able to break his defense. A lucky arrow however, does strike the paladin.
((Nat 20 from the Devil Archer on the far left. 6 damage to Gorrik.))
Two Pegasus Knights dive at the Pacalonian Knight, one missing by a long shot and driving his lance into the ground as the centaur jumps out of the way. The other manages to wound the warrior, however.
((Miss, Hit. 21 damage to the Pacalonian Knight.))
Gail is startled as she hears a menacing caw, a Lesser Demon leaping down on her, clawing at her face and drawing some blood despite most of the blows landing on armor.
((Hit, miss, miss. 12 damage to Gail.))
The remaining two Pegasus Knights swoop down at Graigus and Gorrik. With impressive reflexes, Gorrik whirls around and breaks the enemy's charge against him with his shield. Graigus isn't so lucky though, a lance piercing his side.
((Miss, Hit! 36 damage to Graigus!))
One of the Lesser Demons bellows a word of power and fire rains down on Gilliam and Farain, the agile centaur trotting mostly out of the way.
((Save failed, passed. 16 fire damage to Farain. 32 fire damage to Gilliam.))
Next turn!
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Posted by: Alpha Wed Mar 28, 2007 8:51 am
((So TUM, you got Gail's position wrong. She's supposed to be 10' away from Tanis, due to reach and thus evading his Ring of Blades)) Tanis is focusing on what to do next, when a message enters his mind, a voice he recognises instantly. Warmage...if I should fall, you must ensure that I am not captured. Must. Dispose of my body in an inferno. And let the one who caused me to fail share a similar fate.
Tanis nods at the commands, and begins to carry them out without question. Taking a nimble step back to take him out of the reach of the enlarged paladin before him, he proceeds to walk backwards...into the wall! Using the greater blink spell to effect, he emerges fitfteen feet to the north of the downed necromancer. With the body of Astrid clearly within vision now, he chants a spell. Upon completion, he holds out both his hands, one pointing forward towards Astrid, the other pointing slightly to his right, aimed at Mahler. Tanis curses under his breath that Astrid and Gail were not close enough together for the paladin to be targetted. Rays of heat and fire shoot out, each hitting their respective targets. As the beam hits Astrid, her body is engulfed completely in flames.
Smiling in satisfaction at successfully carrying out his orders, the possessed Tanis doesn't realise that he's now in sight of many more enemies.
[Take a 5' step up and right to get away from Gail. Then move through the walls, emerging 15' up of Morgan. No chance of materialising inside the wall due to Greater Blink.
Cast Scorching Ray. 2 rays. Ranged touches.
Astrid: 1d20 + 6 = 14...hit
Mahler: 1d20 + 6 = 23...hit
Damage
Astrid: 4 3 3 6 + 4(edge) = 20 fire damage
Mahler: 6 6 3 5 = 20 fire damage]

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Mar 28, 2007 11:43 am
(I know all of you are shattered but I wasn't interested in an Amelios.) The frail body of the half-elf is consumed by flames which cannot compare to the flames of her hatred.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Mar 28, 2007 2:54 pm
Kayla scowls as the barbed devil swipes at her with his claw, the nimble Rogue easily able to duck. Even though there is an enemy right in front of her, Kayla knows that it is not in her best interest to fight a devil one on one. Doing so would be nothing short of a death wish, and it has never been the way she's fought if given the choice. As such, Kayla moves to aid Langston in taking down his opponent. Both of them could fight more efficiently that way.
((Kayla moves 2 squares NW, and 2 squares W for a total movement of 25'. I know there was a barbed devil right there, but it is not in character for Kayla to fight anything alone, much less a devil. Besides, everyone knows that Rogues are pretty well useless in melee unless they're flanking. Also, just as a note, the minimum caster level for CCW is 7.
Tumble: 20 + 20 = 40. ^.^
Attack: 19 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 2 (Flank) = 35. Threat.
Confirm Critical: 14 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 2 (Flank) = 30. Critical Hit. WoOt!
Damage: 10 + 6 (Str) + 2 (Weapon) + 14 (Sneak Attack) - 1 (Silver) - 10 (DR) = 21. Eh.
I think I did that right. Here's a http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b270/tenshinekootome/screenshot.jpg for the heck of it. Dodge to the devil I was stabbed.
By the way...how much longer do Boost and Haste last? ))

Posted by: Aldur Wed Mar 28, 2007 4:57 pm
Kria smiled, as she got to her feet, moving swiftly after the others, against the wall. The cat folk watched Max and aimed, firing off a blast. Attempting to help the hero. ((Kria is diagonally right 2 squares away from Max. Hit: 2+7+6 = 15 ranged touch.
Damage: 5+5+3+1 = 14.))

Posted by: Nightmare Wed Mar 28, 2007 6:30 pm
((Go for the Devil Soldier first, if I can take him out, go for the vrock-looking thing Attack Axe1: 15(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) + 2(Stance) - 4(PA) = 32 Axe2: 19(d20) + 4(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) + 2(Stance) - 4(PA) = 36
Haste: 9(d20) + 9(BAB) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 2(Axe) + 1(Haste) + 2(Stance) - 4(PA) = 26
Damage
Axe1: 5(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 4(PA) + 2(Stance) = 21 + 4(Shock)
Axe2: 10(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 4(PA) + 2(Stance) = 26 + 5(Shock)
Axe3: 9(D10) + 5(STR) + 2(Boost) + 1(Size)+ 2(Axe) + 4(PA) + 2(Stance) = 25 + 5(Shock)
HP: 31/130 [13/112]
AC: 34(35) Dodge to something that needs less than a 20 to hit me.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Mar 30, 2007 4:35 am
Spinning completely around twice to build momentum, the monk slammed his staff into the flying centaur from above, breaking the Pegasus Knight's back as it hit the ground. He then thrusted violently at the other, raking his enemy's underbelly with the spiked staff once before missing twice.
"Hold still so I can finish you off!" the monk said, irritated that an enemy managed to evade his deadly strikes.
((Stay put to kill one pegasus knight and put a hurting on the other.
Haste Atk: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = natural 19; crit threat
Confirm: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 24; crit confirmed
Dmg: [3d6 +1 (wpn) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles)]x2 (crit) +2d6 (holy) = 108
FoB Atk 1: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = natural 19; crit threat
Confirm: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = natural 1; crit confirmed
Dmg: 3d6 +1 (wpn) +2d6 (holy) +12 (str) +10 (spikes) +10 (brambles) = 51
FoB Atk 2: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 18
FoB Atk 3: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn foc) +2 (spikes) -1 (size) = 14))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Mar 30, 2007 3:49 pm
As the nimble rat's soft boots touched into the ground beneath him he immediately pushed forward off his toes into a spin, bringing his rapier straight across his forefront as he spun. As his momentum brought him about face once more he let loose with another quick strike, digging himself into the ground to stop his spinning motion before bringing the blade downward at the apex of the second attack into a quick third.
((Italics denote an attack that should not have hit unless the demon's retarded.
H Attack: 13 + 6(BAB) + 6(DEX) +1(Haste) +1(Wpn) +2(Flank) = 29
First Att : 17 + 6(BAB) + 6(DEX) +1(Haste) +1(Wpn) +2(Flank) = 33
2nd Att : 2 + 1(BAB) + 6(DEX) +1(Haste) +1(Wpn) +2(Flank) = 13
H Attack Damage: 5+1 = 6
First Att. Damage: 3+1 = 4
Sec. Att. Damage: 5+1 = 6
H.Att. Sac. Str: 5+5+3 = 13
1st. Att. S. Str: 2+4+2 = 8
2nd Att. S. Str: 7+4+6 = 17
))

Posted by: Tarethen Sat Mar 31, 2007 3:11 am
As Kayla moved away leaving one of the beasts free, Farain quickly pulled free some arrows, doing his best to weaken the monster before it could cause anymore havoc on this side of the wall. ((Attacking the demon 15' NE. Attack 1: 1d20: 18 + 6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) + 1(PBS) = 32.
Attack 2:
1d20: 4 +2(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) + 1(PBS) = 14.
Attack 3:
1d20: 13 +6(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(haste) + 1(PBS) = 27.
Damage 1:
2d6: 2 + 2 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 1(PBS) = 12.
Damage 3:
2d6: 6 + 4 + 6(str) + 1(magic) + 1(PBS) = 18. ))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Apr 01, 2007 5:01 pm
*Mahler throws his arms up to protect himself from the approaching flames, but the shielding does him little good. Great fissures appear in his stone flesh from the intense heat. Mahler staggers a bit before regaining his footing, then reaches down toward his leg and behind one of the great stones into a hidden compartment on his body. He retrieves one of the healing potions, and while it could only help so much, it would be enough for the time being. He pours the potion into his body, and it begins mending the damage. Mahler throws away the potion carrier, then moves toward the lesser demon, his hands in front of him ready to fight, but holding on the defensive.*
((Mahler uses a potion of CCW!
(4d8 + 7)/2 = (8 + 8 + 8 + 7 + 7)/2 = 19 hp healed!
Move 5' toward the lesser demon. Gail is under the effects of Magic Circle Against Evil.
AC: 31. Touch: 20))

Posted by: Sighrus Sun Apr 01, 2007 8:34 pm
Gail merely looks on as the flames engulf the wizardess's body, watching as the fire crackles and the body burns, the smoke rising like a funeral pyre. A single thought occured with the sting of futility and failure, most likely a defense to soften the blow of the magess's death - it was better this way. To think she would change at their behest was foolish...to think some of them would give her that chance may have been equally so. Then, she shook such thoughts from her mind, returning to the battle at hand. Stepping away from the bird-like demon, the knight draws a potion from her sack, uncorking and drinking it in one smooth motion as she raised her shield to her foe.
['5 step west, down a potion. Fighting Defensively.
CCW=4d8[5,7,5,7](24)+7=31.
HP: 22+31=53.
AC: 31.]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 01, 2007 8:38 pm
: "Hm. Time to end this farce." http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SRT12.mp3 A bright flash of purplish light envelops the fortress, and with many screams, the Erinyes troop is ripped apart before vanishing into the light. When the light fades, there is a massive metal giant floating just above the keep. A voice emanates from the giant, even though no mouth moves.
"*smirk* That was it? Pathetic... Show me some strength! Wormhole attack!"
The chest of the giant opens up, exposing a pulsing globe of energy that lashes out with four beams. Four holes in the air open up and swallow those before closing, only to reappear around Sorel as more holes open around him. The druid falls once more as the immensely powerful beams blast his form to ashes.
((Hit, Hit, Hit, Hit. 3004 damage to Sorel. Sorel dies.))
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIIIDevilBaseGranzon.PNG
The devils begin screaming in fear and running around, taking no actions.
Next turn!

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Apr 01, 2007 10:43 pm
Gorrik runs up and kicks the giant metal thing in the nuts.

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sun Apr 01, 2007 10:55 pm
"Sayaka-san, I know, I know! Dammit, I'm going!!" http://shinola.radh.com/guest/Guest/Mazin%20Kenzan.mp3 Alarms had sounded immediately as gravitational disturbances registered all over every piece of equipment they had. One man dispatched almost as quickly in response to the very being that threatened both friend and foe at the battle. So quick was the response, in fact, that this very man's arrival was only scant seconds after the first metal giant.
"Pretty fierce-looking...but it can't be one of Dr. Hell's," the man said to himself from the seat of his Pilder.
With a short crackle, a voice responded from a speaker located along the dashboard.
"Kouji-san," came a woman's voice in concern. "It ripped through time and space like it was nothing. Please," she paused. "Be careful..."
"Doesn't matter! I'll show him Mazinkaiser's strength!!! See you soon, Kouji out!"
The Pilder, located atop the head of yet another giant mecha, glinted in the light as the beast thundered it's feet into the ground just south of the fortress.
"You there!" came the pilot's voice, booming from the cockpit. "Killing an old man with that kind of power...that is unforgiveable! My name is Kouji Kabuto!! I won't let you get away with it!"
The mechanized giant raised it's arms to the side, bending the elbows upward, and suddenly a sensation of great heat rushed over the battlefield as the air was seemingly pulled toward it. In response, the red breastplate of the beast flickered with crimson light, then began to shine and flare with a radiant fury.
"Mazinkaiser's strength...remember it! FIYAAAA BLASTAAA!!!"

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Apr 01, 2007 11:37 pm
A hazy field shimmers around the Granzon, reducing much of the Mazinkaiser's power, though it still leaves a dent on the armor of the mech. : "*smirk* Is that it? *smirk* You lack the neccessary spirit to fight me."

Posted by: Sighrus Mon Apr 02, 2007 5:12 am
Gail looks to the massive metal giants battling overhead, unsure of how to even react to such a scene. With its entrance, the monstrosity had slain the head of the Devil army and slain Sorel...And though another had arrived on their side, it seemed unable to deal it more than a scratch. Thinking that there was no hope against such a fiend, Gail began to despair - then she realized an option. A prayer for help, an askance for aid; surely a devil of this magnitude would draw the attention of those above, and what was needed was for one of their servants to ask. The maiden then kneeled, clasping her hands together as she hoped for something, anything to deliver the group from the insurmountable threat of the beast.
Her ply was answered with the roar of time and space ripping, as a metal, serpentine woman with three slender human arms and one massive clawed appendge, it being painful merely to look at. With the entrance of the snow white siren, a face appears on HUD on the Neo Granzon:
: "Tsk, tsk, tsk. How impulsive of you, Shu. To simply cross into this plane so early, just to have a little fun...I had heard you were wild, but I had thought intelligence would have caused such a scenario from occuring. No matter. This event shall remain forgetton when we have finished, and our conquest of this planet shall go as planned, albeit at a time when such base creatures can be of use to us. I believe it's time to end your interruptions, Doctor."
The white snake moves hypnotically, each motion like water in space as a shining light falls into the outstretched palms of its lower hands. The light then fractured into many beams of hellish energy, each impacting the gaudy purple target before her before reality gives, the super mech falling into the last layer of Hell and suffering an eternity of corruption of pain in seconds.
Or something like that. I dunno. Lol.
As the Neo Granzon decays and erupts from the damage dealt to it, the serpentine mecha simply outstretches a spindly limb, tearing a portal to another dimension with the effort it would take a person to move the air, before disappearing.
The holy knight, still kneeling, simply stares at the empty air where the monster had been, as if waiting for the fresh pang that often signels the creation of a new fountain of guilt and shame. When it failed to come, she pulled out her resume and the classified section of the local paper, wondering what the other side of the alignment spectrum had to offer in the way of job security.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Apr 02, 2007 5:27 am
Beaten and battered, the Granzon still stands, swaying in the wind as Juddecca's attack finally finishes ravaging it. : "*smirk* You think that will *smirk* Stop me? *smirk* *smirk* Oh no! *smirk* Smugness... *smirk*... at critical...*smirk* *smirk* levels!!! *smirk* *smirk* *smirk*!"
"He's talking like Captain Kirk and his power levels are over NINE THOOOOUSAAAAAAND!!!" Gilliam yells. "He's gonna blow!"
: "Mazinkaiser's strength... I remember it... LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! SUUUUUUPEEEEER RUUUUUUUUN AWAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!"
: "*smirk* *smirk* *smirk* *smirk*"
Mazinkaiser and its companion ship jet out of the way in short order as power crackles around the damaged Granzon. Within the massive Juddecca, Levi finds that the massive attack massively drained the massive power reserves of the mech's mass reactor. The realization that she doesn't have enough power to simply teleport out as she had planned dawns on her just as the Granzon becomes blindingly bright. Levi takes a short breath and utters her final words, her parting speech, her last remembrance for this life.
: "Oh... Poo."
And then the Granzon exploded, wiping out the entire map.
GAME OVER
: "Aw MAN!" the Angry Nintendo Nerd yelled as he slammed his controller down. "This Genesis piece of $*** isn't any better than teh ****** old Nintendo ****! ****! **** it!"
A long pause followed, whence the Nerd did angrily curse and swear, staring at the static filled screen. Finally he let out a huge sigh and reached for the reset button.
:
"Well... I'll try one more time... When did I last save it..."
-------------
GAME LOADED
April Fool's is over, lol. Don and Cyrus gain 500 XP for playing with the joke. Nightmare gets 100.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Apr 02, 2007 2:01 pm

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Apr 03, 2007 3:02 am
Sorel lashes out in a fury at the fiend before him, but in his rage he fails to connect. ((whiff whiff whiff whiff whiff))

Posted by: Rusty Tue Apr 03, 2007 3:24 am
*Ombligo actually surges with electricity. He zaps a jolt of electricity at the closest fiend - not even casting a spell. Ombligo himself looks a bit surprised as he does this, leaving him speechless. It was all reaction.* ((Move southwest 5'. Zap Barbie NE of me with a STORMBOLT. It's a 20' line.
Damage: 2 + 3 + 5 + 2 = 12 electrical damage. No save, as it's not really a spell.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 04, 2007 7:31 am
Fire begins to heat up Mahler's stony hide even as flames consume the body of Astrid... A fitting fate for a Devil Army spy, since traitors in that group are decreed to perish by flames. Kayla rolls forward and stands gracefully, plunging her weapon into the back of the Hamatula near Langston and causing the devil to roar in pain. However, her hand is injured by the twitching of a barb on the devil.
((Kayla suffers 8 points of damage. Boost and Haste have 6 more rounds before expiring.))
Gilliam tromps forward, his chest panels opening to expose his laser as he fires a thin beam at the Hamatula attack Sorel. The devil laughs sadistically as a wicked burn covers its back.
"Is that all your technology is capable of, tin man?" the devil jeers. Gilliam does not respond.
The Lesser Demon lands to attack Gorrik, but all it manages to do is get an axe to the gut, the fiend flailing about in shock as it recovers its footing.
((Miss, Miss, Miss. Gorrik hits it with his last blow.))
Graigus knocks the head clean off of the first Pegasus Knight, the helmeted appendage flying across the battlefield to land within the shattered maw of one of the broken gates... he did not know it at the time, but the monk had rediscovered the Ancient sport of "golf". The monk's other blow several batters the remaining knight, but fails to slay it.
Langston manages to slash a few light wounds on his enemy, but he suffers almost as much, his hands scraping against cruel barbs with each stroke of Broderbund.
((12 damage to Langston.))
Kria's blast strikes the Hamatula, but the killing blow goes to Max, who cuts the creature down with two swift strokes, wincing as he walks away from the encounter with a bloody hand.
((Max takes 12 damage, Hamatula is dead from 2 hits.))
The Pegasus Knights fly around, readying themselves for another charge, all expect for the one near Graigus. The wounded knight tries to fly away, but the dwarf turned giant is quicker, smashing in the knight's head before he has a chance to lift off the ground.
((AoO. Hit. Dead Knight.))
The Hamatula brushes his barbed hide as explosion envelop him from Farain's arrows.
"Are you finished?" the devil asks, calmly advancing on the centaur. "Then it's my turn."
The fiend rushes Farain, grabbing for his throat. The centaur rears up on his hind legs, though, and the devil only manages to slash his belly.
((Hit. Grapple failed. 15 damage to Farain.))
((Gail's new position includes goof edit.))
The Pacalonian Knight charges at the Devil Soldier attacking his commander, but his impetous charge expertly deflects off a raised shield.
((Miss.))
Arbeiten shuffles forward as quickly as he can to keep up with the fast flying Kria.
The Hamatula yelps, surprised as it looks at Ombligo.
"What? An electric jellyfish?" he wonders aloud even as he slashes into Kayla and Langston. The agile rodent sidesteps the blow, but Kayla is struck by the claw, barely avoiding being caught by the barbs on the creature's arm. A sudden fear strikes her, but her resolve steels at the sight of Max trodding towards the group as well as the valor of Gail, Mahler, and Gorrik.
((Miss, Hit. Fear effect saved due to Aura of Courage.))
The Hamatula assault Sorel manages to land a single claw on the druid, but is unable to grab onto the now four legged animal.
((Hit, Miss. 12 damage to Sorel. Fear effect saved.))
Sylvia moves her lance with ease, tearing holes in her devilish opponent until at last she simple rams her lance through his body, exploiting a single moment where an opening was apparent.
((Hit, Hit, Critical Hit! Devil Soldier is dead.))
Sonnette moves forward and takes aim... but her shots are thrown off by the sudden and unexpected discharge of lightning from behind her.
"Hey! Watch where you're firing!" Sonnette shouts as she shoots, slaying one of the wounded Erinyes. Only two of her five shots manage to hit, though.
((Nat 1. Unconfirmed. Nat 1. Unconfirmed. Hit! Hit! Miss. Erinyes3 defeated.))
A burning hail of arrows flies from the bows of the Erinyes to land on Sonnette and Sylvia, the two taking serious wounds as they doggedly hold their ground. However, there is some luck... One of the Erinyes drops her side quiver as she reaches for another arrow. The bag plummets to the roof, the fallen angel cursing as she goes after it.
((Critical Hit! 36 damage to Sonnete. 45 damage to Sonnete and 39 to Sylvia from regular hits. Critical Failure! One Erinyes loses the next turn.))
: "For... Forgive me... I have to fall back..." Sonnette whimpers as she begins to stumble back through the gate, arrows jutting from her body in many places.
Almost as if by chance, a single arrow strikes Gorrik. The two Devil Archers on the roof curse as only one of their arrows hits home.
((Hit, Miss, Miss, Miss. 6 damage to Gorrik.))
Ruburan bursts from hiding to hurl four throwing daggers into the body of an unlucky Shaman. The goat legged spellcaster gurgles as a dagger slams into its throat, toppling with nary a sound as Ruburan disappears once more.
One of the flying Lesser Demons bellows out a power word and flame rains down around Sylvia and her last knight. The centaurs grin as they dodge mostly out of the way, the weak flames barely hurting them.
((8 damage total to both.))
: "Ha! That's nothing!" Syvlia shouts, then winces as she sees her subordinate. "Get yourself back to the healers, you're no good to anyone if you're dead, soldier."
"Yes... yes ma'am," the knight says, breathing heavily.
Another of the Lesser Demons pounces on Graigus, clawing at the monk's torso and gouging two light wounds in his flesh. However, the monster leaves an opening and Graigus counterattacks! The Lesser Demon goes screaming to the ground as the single blow from the drunken monk pulverizes its ribs and the black heart within.
((Hit, Hit, Critical Failure! 14 damage to Graigus. Graigus counterattacks! 52 damage to the Lesser Demon! Lesser Demon dies!))
Determined to avenge his comrade, the Lesser Demon near Mahler leaps toward Graigus, dodging a fist from the stony paladin as he does so. The first claw lands, but the other attacks hit only air, unable to land on the drunkenly swerving monk.
((Hit, Miss, Miss. 10 damage to Graigus.))
The Shaman left, no longer stuck maintaining a portal, weaves a protective spell around himself. The Necromancer follow suit.
The two Dark Smokes form themselves into giant claws and ruthlessly crash into Graigus and Gorrik. Deep, burning cuts are left by the insubstantial yet solid red beasts.
((Nat 20, nat 20. No confirmation. 14 damage to Graigus, 18 damage to Gorrik.))
The minotaur lowers its head and bellows a challenge as it charges towards Mahler. However, with divine grace, the rocky warrior catches the bull by the horns and throws him back.
((Miss.))
: "I don't understand... What do you think you will accomplish even if you overrun this base? The Devil Army in bulk still lies in wait. Mankind itself provides enough wars even if we are silenced. Above all else, the Lords of Strife's plans move towards a conclusion... What do you think you will gain? Peace? Prosperity? How can you come at me with such zeal?! You make no sense!"
Next turn!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Rusty/SFCWIIIDevilBase14.PNG

Posted by: Alpha Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:35 pm
((Well it seems once more, Marine can't get Tanis' position right, but whatever, as where he's supposed to be is now occupied by that minotaur. *sigh* Action to come soon))

Posted by: Knight_019 Wed Apr 04, 2007 1:59 pm
((Mahler should actually be one space left of where he is, bringing the minotaur over and Tanis in his right space. We'll just pretend that the minotaur was able to charge because Tanis blinked at the last second. Fixed Map: http://magic19.homestead.com/SFCW/SFCW3/SFCWIIIDevilBase14_FIXED.jpg ))
*Mahler shakes out his arms, then steps forward to deliver a series of heavy blows against the minotaur. While grabbing a bull by the horns was one thing, punching a bull between the eyes is a completely different, and much more pleasurable experience.*
((5' step E, full attack the minotaur PA 5
1d20 + 19 - 5 = 12 + 14 = 26.
1d20 + 14 = 9 + 14 = 23.
1d20 + 14 = 18 + 14 = 32.
Damage
4d8 + 11 + 5 = 7 + 6 + 4 + 5 + 16 = 38.
4d8 + 16 = 4 + 6 + 4 + 4 + 16 = 34.
4d8 + 16 = 8 + 7 + 4 + 3 + 16 = 38.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Apr 04, 2007 6:56 pm

QUOTE (Alpha @ Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:35 pm)
((Well it seems once more, Marine can't get Tanis' position right, but whatever, as where he's supposed to be is now occupied by that minotaur. *sigh* Action to come soon))

((I missed the part about moving through the wall. Gimme a break, it was 3 AM when I did this.))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Apr 04, 2007 9:51 pm
Chuckling that the invaders had still not taken the time to take him out, Tanis began casting again. Once more, the tell tale bead of fire forms at the warmage's outstretched palm, and shoots towards the hamatula Kayla and Langston were flanking.
[Cast Blaze 2 aimed at the fire immune hamatula (lol)
Should hit Sonette, Langston, Kayla, Ombligo and Gilliam
Damage: 8d6 + 4 = 5 5 3 2 1 6 1 4 + 4 = 31 fire damage
Reflex save DC20 for half damage]

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Apr 05, 2007 3:13 am
Kayla winces as one of the devil's barbs cuts her hand. Fear strikes her suddenly, but the sight of Max and the valor of her companions helps steel her resolve. Kayla is able to dodge Tanis' spell with ease. "You guys are really starting to irritate me..."
To try and help make her point, Kayla stabs at the barbed devil twice with one of her basilards, but only one attack connects. The tiefling Rogue bites her lip as she is once again wounded by the devil's barbs.
Alright...now I'm very irritated!
((Reflex Save: 18 + 14 = 32. Success and no damage...Evasion.
Attack 1: 10 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 2 (Flank) = 26. Miss.
Attack 2: 14 + 5 (BAB) + 7 (Dex) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Haste) + 2 (Flank) = 30. Hit.
Damage: 2 + 3 (Str) + 1 (Weapon) + 16 (Sneak Attack) - 1 (Silver) - 10 (DR) = 11
Dodge to that devil.))

Posted by: Z Master Thu Apr 05, 2007 9:15 pm
I was told there would be free XP.

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