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Posted by: Rusty Mon Jun 12, 2006 7:27 pm
((VoxPVoxD (2:26:18 PM): Rusty start a new SFCW3 thread please))

Posted by: Kaihaku Mon Jun 12, 2006 8:22 pm
As the flames of the fire element lick aganist the wing, a fiery voice echoes like tendrils of smoke, "This is some damn good chicken..." As the flames continue to lick at the wing, the air is sweetened by the delightful smell of roasted poultry, "Could use some bbq sauce though."
...
The wispy smoke slowly drifts up the funeral pyre as Doctor Coventry makes his way silently towards the tavern. His face is reflective and distant, his mind pondering the events of the last few days.
Sorel walks toward the tavern, leaning heavily on his staff as the odor of charred flesh and feathers stings his nose.
Coventry pauses at the steps of the tavern, looking up at the smoke floating through the village.
Seeing others leave the ceremony area and heading to the tavern, Tanis straightens up from his leaning position again the wall, and follows them.
Sorel stops at the steps of the tavern, turning and tracing Coventry's line of vision. "And so it goes..." he says, barely above a whisper
Coventry blinks as he notes that not only Sorel but Tanis followed him from the pyre, then sighs, "Does it now?" He smiles slightly, "Apparently, I need to restrain myself or I'll seriously offend someone. At least, so the cleric says..."
"Is that so? Arbeiten, yes? Haven't had the chance to speak with him yet."
Coventry chuckles, "You might enjoy him, he's rather similar to Mahler in his delusions. Apparently, I'm destroying the world now."
"Because being rude will open portals to the netherworld that draw in hordes of demons," Gilliam says sarcastically.
Farain made his way to where a small part of the group was congregated. He was slightly downtrodden due to events that happened between his parents earlier, but he was slowly coming around. "Hello, everyone."
Kayla comes back from the funeral and sees some of the others gathered near the tavern. The rogue approaches. "Hi."
"Hello to both of you," Sorel says.
Ombligo floats in, heading towards the gathering group, "Is there a meeting or something??"
Tanis looks over at the centaur. "Hey Farain." And he notes the rogue come around too. "Hello." he says.
Coventry shakes his head, "Hello all..." He turns to Ombligo, "You just missed the funeral service, that's all."
"What??? Why didn't anyone tell me when it was???"
Farain turned to look at Ombligo and Tanis, giving Tanis a nod. "You mean for Nail...?"
Coventry shrugs, "I mentioned it at the group meeting..."
"You could go see the pyre, if you like," Tanis offered. "It's probably still burning a little."
"But that was vague, I didn't know when it was happening."
Sorel frowns. "Gilliam, have you had word of how the meeting with Paseran went? Dam held me back at the last minute."
Farain shook his head a bit, responding to Tanis. "I don't know about everyone else, but I don't think I can take anymore sadness."
Coventry shrugs, "I figured if anyone was interested, they would ask." He turns to Farain and starts to say something, then stops and turns away with visible effort.
"I thought there would be an announcement." Ombligo floats downward.
"He hasn't told me of it yet, but from what I heard from some of the townsfolk, it wasn't... pleasant."
"That's a surprise." Coventry rolls his eyes, "I should have handled it."
Sorel sighs. "Lovely."
Kayla groans. "What happened?"
A few thoughts bumble about in Ombligo's mind. I'm sorry, Nail...I didn't know...Bah, that's expected. Our leader must've scared or annoyed Mr. Paseran.
Coventry looks to Gilliam, "Yes, what happened?"
"I'm not exactly sure myself, but..." Gilliam heaves a sigh. "Apparently our esteemed leader tried to get the scholar to give him a harem."
His eyes narrowing, Coventry replies with great vindication, "I knew it. I knew that was up with the whole part fund."
Sorel turns to Coventry. "Would those be... guards?"
Farain turned to Gilliam. "And this is gossip around the town now?"
Kayla narrows her eyes. "Are you...serious?"
Tanis does nothing but shake his head at the news of what Dam did.
Coventry shakes his head, "No, a mercenary stronghold."
"Just great, now he's probably made all of us look like fools."
Sorel frowns deeply. "Which house is Paseran's?"
"Quite serious, Kayla... Why the hood? It's rather warm out, I thought. I don't know, Sorel. Ask the townsfolk."
Kayla raises a brow. "Old habits die hard," she says.
Gilliam chuckles, somehow amused by this statement. "Yes... I suppose they do."
Coventry smiles, "You thinking of talking to these...Paserans?"
Sorel nods. "I believe I shall. Gail and Farain deserve at least a chance at clearing their names."
Coventry smiles, "I'll accompany you."
"I think I'll stay here. I've never been good with people."
"I'd greatly appreciate it, Sorel." Farain said, feeling just a little better. "My mother will ring my neck when I get home..."
Sorel tries to disguise his grimace as a smile. "Fantastic."
Coventry smiles at Kayla, "Then practice... That's how I got so good."
Tanis looks up. "I can come if you like. Though I'd likely observe more than talk."
Coventry frowns, "It might be better if Sorel and I handle this alone." He glances at Kayla, "Perhaps you could help her practice?"
Kayla raises an eyebrow.
Tanis nods. "Ok sure, you two go. And help her practise what? Observation?"
Coventry replies, "Being good with people."
Farain goes to say something, but resists for a moment, finally deciding to speak. "Maybe you'd want someone to go who knows a few of the people here?"
Sorel thinks for a moment. "Gail was with Dam, and clearly that didn't help matters much..."
"I suppose being able to lie my ass off doesn't count, does is?" Kayla says, pouting.
Coventry smiles darkly, "Of course it does..."
"Doctor, perhaps you should help her practice?"
Coventry shakes his head, "No, no... My immense skills are needed elsewhere."
The centaur grinned a bit. "Well, you just said it yourself, Sorel. Gail was with Dam."
"So we'll just talk to her."
Sorel nods. "Very well, Farain and Alastor will come with me. Gilliam, please try to get the full story out of Dam when next you see him."
Coventry nods, "Then its decided. Shall we be off?"
Sorel blinks, apparently remembering something he'd forgotten. "That's right. Dam was at the funeral. Gilliam, check by the pyre first. Ombligo, find Mahler and stay with him until I get back."
The three depart, leaving Tanis and Kayla to their practice.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jun 12, 2006 9:25 pm
Sorel approaches the elf, smiling cordially. "Pardon me, sir, but could you direct me to the house of the historian Paseran?" Coventry glances at Sorel with a gentle smile, "Tell you what old man, let me start us off at the house. I'm not an almighty authority such as yourself but I think I might be able to handle this..." He nods, "Yes, and if I fail you'll be right there."
Sorel nods. "Very well. It can't get much worse."
Searching for someone amenable, Sorel finds a right jolly old elf, sitting in a rocking chair.
"Eh? It's right over there," the elf says, gesturing.
Sorel's smile broadens. "Thank you kindly."
A short walk brings the trio to the historian's door.
Farain walked quietly beside the other two, staring at the Mayor's house. "I hope this meeting goes better than the one before it... Wouldn't want anymore rumors spreading."
Coventry steps up to the door and knocks on it lightly.
"Yes?" a middle aged man asks, answering the door.
Coventry nods politely, "Excuse me... My name is Doctor Coventry, this is Sorel, and I believe you know Farain." He smiles slightly, "I was wondering if we might have a moment of your time?"
What do you want?" Paseran asks, his guard up.
Coventry sighs, "Well... You see, this is a rather embarrassing matter involving a Dam Dicem..."
Sensing things turn tense, Sorel steps forward to stand beside Coventry, exuding a calm and radiant grace. "The doctor speaks the truth."
Recognition and suspicion dawn on the historian's face. "That... What is it? What do you want?"
Farain moved forward also. "Please, just hear them out."
Sorel looks to the doctor expectantly.
Coventry winces slightly, as if the topic caused him pain, "Well, I've heard rumors that...Dam Dicem made some rather off color remarks during your meeting with him last night." He frowns deeply, "Sorel and myself are members of the expedition he leads and for the sake of Farain and Gail, I would like to clarify a few things."
"Please do," Paseran says, dryly.
Sorel inhales sharply, as if bracing for something.
Coventry looks into the eyes of the man before him, "First and foremost, we are not advocates of sexual promiscuity... Being a man of the Gods, I hope that you can take my word on that." He sighs, "Our leader is the only son of a wealthy family of Saraband. He seems to delight in worldly activities but our expedition is completely independent from his lude activities...or at least, it is suppose to be." His face completely serious, Coventry shakes his head, "Please believe me that Farain and Gail have nothing to do with this man's eccentric and disgusting behavior. Sorel and myself as well as the other priest serving with this expedition, are discussing a change of leadership in the future but we have only been traveling for a few days. Please understand, we are chartered under an independent client on a mission of mercy in these dark times." He sighs heavily, "Dicem will certainly have to answer for his misuse of expedition resources but...he is a spoiled and wealthy child. It is difficult to hinder his actions and continue on our quest. Regardless, please refrain from spreading slanderous rumors aganist Gail and Farain. They are good and virtuous people."
Paseran relents. "All right... It did seem odd... I know a little about Gail and Farain and thought they were better than that, I suppose I'll believe you."
Coventry looks immensely relieved, "Thank you, I could hardly bear the thought of the alienation of Gail and Farain from their families over..." A hint of anger crosses his face, "...that man's behavior."
Sorel's face contorts. "It is shocking how destructive Dam's actions are to the group and its mission."
Coventry nods sadly, "Yet the financial backing of his family is necessary..." He frowns, "No... I should not speak of such things to you."
The Doctor bows, "Thank you for your time and please excuse us."
Sorel smiles broadly. "Thank you indeed."
"Good bye." The door closes.
Coventry winces slightly, a frown forming on his face as he walks from the house.
After they are out of earshot of anyone nearby, Sorel shakes his head. "I must say I am impressed. Almost all of that was true and the lies still carried some truth in them."
Coventry shakes his head, "That man was rather rude..."
"Well, he probably has a daughter."
He then smirks, "Impressed? You sound surprised, you shouldn't." He chuckles, "Of course I need a way to get out of the trouble I get myself into."
"You run very fast," Sorel notes.
Coventry shakes his head, "You'd be surprised..." He sighs, "So many people I piss off end up having horses."
"Pity." A thought occurs to Sorel as they walk. "You don't prepare spells, do you?"
Coventry blinks innocently, "What?" He then frowns, "This restraint thing is giving me a headache... First I can't call Nail the stupid idiot he was and now I can't really trash Dicem cause it had to be believable."
Sorel says, "I don't think anyone's stopping you from doing either. You asked to come with me, you asked to take the lead. Those restraints were self-imposed." He goes back to his question. "I've only ever seen you cast a limited number of spells, and it would explain why you were unable to call up the reincarnation magic from whatever source of power you claim."
Coventry sighs, "You call those restraints self-imposed?" He turns to Sorel with a intense frown, "You don't know the burden I'm under. I have it on good authority that I could destroy the world if I don't show restraint." He then chuckles, "...and what makes you think I cast at all? Perhaps I just have some good items?" He smirks, "Not that you would understand that."
Sorel replies, "I'm operating on the assumption that requires the smallest leap of deduction. I could think you posessed relics that mimicked the powers of a spellcaster. I could even think that the wound you'd healed and protections you'd offered were elaborate sensory illusions, and that the guise of healer is simply another one of the fabricated layers of your persona. Instead, I've chosen to make a decision based on observation, which leads me to believe you are some form of divine sorcerer."
Coventry chuckles, "That's an interesting theory..." He turns to Sorel, "...but...have you ever heard of such a thing?"
Sorel shakes his head, and smiles. "Nor had I ever heard of a magical creature, or a golem, or a dryad, until I had seen one with my own eyes."
Coventry arches an eyebrow, "A dryad?" I know she's lying but there's no way Gail is fey.
"Something wrong?" Sorel asks.
Coventry shakes his head, "Just curious who you think is a dryad." He chuckles, "My powers of perception must be fading..."
Sorel chuckles. "There are no dryads in this expedition."
Coventry smiles, "That's a relief..." He chuckles, "Well, as fun as this chat has been, this extended delay in travel gives opportunity to get an answer to a question I've been pondering over." He nods, "Farewell."
Sorel waves. "Try not to end the world in the mean time."
Coventry shrugs, "It might be for the better..."

Posted by: Nightmare Tue Jun 13, 2006 4:44 am
*Ombligo floats over to Mahler, his tentacles drooping under him.* Ombligo: "Hey, Mahler. I don't suppose no one told you when Nail's funeral was, too?" : *Mahler thinks, then comes up with an answer* "No, they didn't. We should find out." Ombligo: "Oh, no...It already happened. I thought there would be an announcement about when it would be, but there wasn't." *Ombligo sighs, sadly.*
: *Mahler stands in shock*"Why did they hide it!? That's disrespectful."
Ombligo: "I don't know...I thought since they made an announcement about it last night that they would tell us today when it would happen...And apparently our leader isn't doing so well... Something about asking for a harem...But I think that might just be a rumor."
: *Mahler blinks a few times* "A... harem?"
Ombligo: "I don't know if it's true or not, but I hope not! I wouldn't put it past him, though."
: While taking a small stroll around, Gorrik couldn't help but hear Mahler's voice boom out. He then went to find out what the commotion was about. "Mahler... I couldn' help bu' hear you yell out somethin' a few moments ago. Is everythin' alrigh'?"
: *Mahler turns to see Gorrik standing there.*"Oh, hello Gorrik. We were discussing the non-disclosure of Nail's funeral."
: "Tha' remin's me... When is it? Oh! Hello thar Ombligo, I didn' see ye thar."
Ombligo: "That's just it...It already happened. Nobody said when it would happen."
: "Wha'!" The dwarf's face was displaying his obvious shock. "Tha's horrible, why would they do such a thing?"
Ombligo: "I guess they just didn't care..." *Ombligo says, folding his tentacles.*
: "It truly is tragic. Moreso than Nail's death. Nail could do little to prevent it. Our allies could have informed us of the funeral."
Ombligo: "Sometimes I wonder if we're working for the right side...I guess we'll just stick together in this and make sure no more wrong things happen, right?"
: "Ah don' ye worry about a thing thar Ombligo, I'm sure things'll turn around shortly." Gorrik smiles as he pats the magical creature on the shell.
: *Mahler folds his arms*"Yes, just like that giant crab," *Mahler smiles at Gorrik.*
: "Aaaah,I take it yer up fer a bit o' friendly competition then, are ye?" Gorrik laughs heartily. "Well, tha' krab still only counts as one."
*Ombligo sighs.* Ombligo: "Oh well...At least we're not working with devils."
: "Even if it gets cleaved in two?" *Mahler inquires*
: "Only if it keeps fightin' after it's in two pieces."
: "I've heard trolls can do that."
: "Well, we'll just count 'em like tha' if we encounter them again." The dwarf was trying to keep a straight face, but couldn't help but chuckle a bit.
Ombligo: "So we're counting up how enemies we defeat now? I wonder how many I defeated..."
: "Now what about assists? If we're both attacking one, how does that work?"
Ombligo: "Count it as half!" *Ombligo then deepens his high pitched voice as best he can.* Ombligo: "Oh, I defeated three and a half enemies today!"
: "Well, that's more than I have. Yer doin' good fer yerself already!"
Ombligo: "Hehe, I really don't know how many I defeated."
: "Well, we'll make it fair, and all of us'll start out at zero. Tha' sound fair to everyone?"
Ombligo: "Hmm...Sure! I hope Sorel doesn't get the wrong idea if we start yelling out numbers, though."
: "It shouldn' be a problem, as long as we're not bein' foolish about it. Remember, the well bein' of yourself and tha rest o' the group are more importan' than our little game." Gorrik's voice had a sense of warning to it.
: "Of course."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jun 13, 2006 6:19 am
"Well?" Gilliam asks. "It's a ruin somewhere to the south of the town," Dicem said, irritated. "He's going to open it up for us to get inside. Apparently there's an Ancient gate to Granseal, but the inner door's locked tight." "Hmph. Thought that might be it. That's what Max was after, then?"
"Yeah. The fellow with the passwall wand that was mentioned at the meeting might give us a hand getting to the inside; I'll have Gail talk to him, since people in this town tend to take things the wrong way."
"Yes, nice job on the harem. Bra-vo."
"I said we had offers for a full escort, including a harem. Is it my fault he assumed I wanted his daughter?" the rogue asked. "Not that she could keep up with me anyway, if her old man's any indication."
"More to the point, by asking for such, you paint us all as lusting barbarians... In a town that's somewhat paranoid."
"Not my fault he mistook what I was getting at. I figured a man who was smart enough to hint at wanting a bribe would pick up on me wanting a discount."
"Besides," the orange-haired youth said, "If it wasn't for me we'd need to find a way into the complex."
"Heh... I suppose."
"Anyway... I doubt you'll need to get anything enchanted, so you're coming with me now. I want to poke around a bit with a few people, see if there are any traps we'll need to disarm or anything like that."
"Recon? All right. Who else?"
"Hmm... offhand, Stoltz definitely. Probably Sorel and someone else, in case we run into trouble," Dam said immediately. "Gail, if her face has stopped being flush."
"Right... get Farain or Gail to talk to the guy with the passwall wand."
"Mmm... we'll probably need someone with muscle too. Find someone and meet me at my room in an hour."
"Wait, wait..." Dicem said, shaking his head, "You can't be 'seen around town,' can you? I'll find Sorel, he's a big people person." And with that Dam left, searching out Sorel as quickly as he could.Unable to find Sorel in a reasonable amount of time, the rogue searched out the owner of the passwall wand himself.
"Excuse me, sir... may I have a moment of your time?"
"Eh? Sure!"
"Thank you; I'm interested in exploring the ruins, and I heard that you'd found an artifact which would make that far easier on me. Is there any way I could persuade you to allow me to borrow or even buy it from you?"
"Sure, I guess. One moment."
"You can buy it for 25,000 gold!"
"I... I don't have anywhere near that kind of money," Dam said, shaking his head.
"Oh..." the man says, his face falling. "Then I guess I can let you borrow it for about... Hmmm... 500 gold coins per charge!"
"All... alright, I guess. Thanks for your help, sir," Dam said. "I actually wanted to go check things out in a bit... do you mind meeting me at the inn in an hour?"
"Yeah, I plan to be coming along anyway. I'll be using the wand. Can't be too careful!"
"But of course... not everyone is as nice as you are nowadays," the rogue agreed. "I'll see you in an hour, then!"
"Allright!"
Sure enough, in an hour Dicem gathered six others to accompany him on the trip - Sorel, Gail, Kayla, Gilliam, Gorrik and Stoltz. It was a half day's trip to the ruins, and the sun had begun it's downward arc by the time they arrived.
Dam stood outside the door to the ruins, looking around for signs of enemies before he spoke. "Alright... let's see the magic, Mr. Paseran."
Paseran steps forward, then he suddenly choked up and ran behind Dicem, pointing at the ruin. A massive shape leaps from the top of the ruins to slam into the ground in front of the group.
((Only Gilliam and Sorel made the check.))
The Cyborg's laser beam fired, catching the creature in the side as Sorel strengthened the tinker's defenses. The creature seemed uninterested in the tinker, however, and lashed out with a pair of claws that glanced off of Gilliam's armor but tore into Gail's side.
((No hit on Gilliam, 19 damage on Gail.))
Dam's brow furrowed as he took a good look at the creature, no doubt in his mind as to what it was. "Everyone get out of here," Dicem growled. "That's one of the monsters we heard the rumors about. We won't stand a chance if that thing comes after us."
"BAH!" Gorrik exclaims in disgust as all present join the two NPC's from ribble in RUNNING FOR THEIR LIVES. However, two claws lash out to trip the paladins.
((The Overlord succeeded on the touch attacks, but failed both strength checks.))
Luckily, both holy fighters were able to keep moving despite the attack, and once clear Sorel cast Haboob on the area around the beast. Stinging sand swirled around it, hampering it's movement long enough to give everyone a head start. And after chasing the group for a while, it gives up - but no one stops running until they hit Ribble.
"BAH!" Gorrik exclaims again.
"Note to self... never ever scout without the entire group," Dicem muttered, half-gasping for air. "Come on... we're having a meeting right now."
Then, turning to the two men, he said "I'm very, very sorry about that, gentlemen; the next time I ask you to head to those ruins, you'll have an armed escort three times this size." But the two men cannot respond - they're too busy catching their breath.
"Sheesh, that was close," Kayla mutters.
Stoltz nearly collapses as he staggers into the town, panting heavily from the marathon run. "Right...now...? Gahhh...I...so...hate running..."
"Why'd ye call fer the reterat like tha'? We could've taken 'im!" Gorrik asked loudly in Dam's direction.
"Listen, Gorrik... you may enjoy dying, but I don't. Those rumors said that it cleared out a small army, and a small army we are not. We go back there with everyone."
"That was... not pleasant. When we go back, we return prepared," Gilliam says. "And yes, the next time we recon, we use scouts."
"Bah..." the rogue said, still panting. "You all head to the inn, round everyone up. I'll escort these men home."
Gail stops, her breathing quick as she lays a hand on her wounds. What kind of person would create such an...abomination?
"BAH!" Gorrik let's out his frustration yet again. "Don't ye know rumours an' legands are always exagerated?!"
"Alright, how about this... Gail, did that claw feel like an exaggeration?" Dam snapped back. "I said I was here to keep you alive, damnit, and your battle-lust isn't going to change that."
Kayla shakes her head and mutters. "I prefer to live and fight another day that needlessly throw my life away..."
"At least someone's got some sense," Dam grunted. "Now you all heard me, back to the inn."
"Gorrik spoke, not Gail," Gilliam notes.
"Gail's the one who got hit, not Gorrik," Dam reminded him. "She'd know better than him whether we should have stayed, and I didn't hear any complaints about leaving."
Gail just shakes her head, tracing the small white scars that remained of the claw wounds. "We were lucky," she said simply.
"BAH! Fine, have it your way. But I'm tellin' ye, we coulda taken 'im." Gorrik grunts out
Sorel remains silent, shaking his head as he too leaves. Dam departs, making sure each man returns to his home safely before returning to the inn himself.

Posted by: Nightmare Tue Jun 13, 2006 6:37 am
: "Believe what you want," Kayla mutters in Gorrik's direction before leaving as well. Stoltz: Stoltz chuckles as he shakes his head, though it comes out broken by wheezing. "In any case...no use cryin'...over what's already done. Just sate your thirst for battle when we undoubtedly run into that thing again later."
: Gail shakes her head. "And what if we had been tripped? It attacked you, as well, if I remember correctly."
: "Ah, bu' we wouldn'a been tripped had we no' been runnin'." Noted the dwarf.
Stoltz: "Oh, and...for your future reference..." Stoltz states matter-of-factly as he looks at Gorrik with a grin. "You'd be surprised...how accurate rumors and legends...can be."
: Gail looks like she's about to say something, but stops as the dwarf seems to want to end it. She reminds her of someone, but she merely smiles lightly and continues on to the inn.

Posted by: Cyrus Tue Jun 13, 2006 7:30 am
[Retroactive participation a-gogo.] As the others left to go about their business, Gail remained behind, watching as the wood blackens and the sparks begin to die. She couldn't help but feel guilty. She had said nothing during the proceedings, merely watching passively as the wing burned and people said their piece. Watching them walk off, she turned back to the funeral, taking out a small gold chain with a star symbol from her haversack as she kneels. The light of the small, crackling flame reflects of the object as it hangs from her hands. She begins to whisper, her voice like a breeze.
"Warrior of Volcanon, may you return to the nest where you once dwelt. Your body, turned to ash, will be as the wind, free and eternal. Your soul, flaming even in the darkest times, shall light the way for others to follow your courage. May you fly with us again, returned on the wings of the sun, to fight with us and guide us in our hour of need. For now, though, warrior, may Volcanon give you rest."
Finished, she rises, taking one last look as the smouldering ashes. Why was she waiting? Was it because she was afraid, frightened that her mother would still not accept her, or...had she not forgiven her mother herself? Did that hate still reside in her heart, undercutting all attempts for her to reconcile? Did she still feel fury for what the woman who nurtured her, who protected her had said about her father...about her? She looked toward her house, imagined what had taken place there as tears began to fill her eyes. She closed them, and let them spill.
"Mother...wait for me."
She returned the symbol to her haversack, making a small gesture and whispering "Amen" before leaving the site.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jun 13, 2006 5:35 pm
Sorel walks into the tavern, spotting Dam. He takes a seat across from him. : "Is Gail recovered?" : "Yeah... she healed herself when she got back, I believe," Dam said. "You know... I really, really hate the Devil Army right about now..." : "I can't say I blame you. You intend to return, of course." Sorel leans back in the seat and sighs. "I hope we can convince our guides to return after the ruin has been cleared."
: "Yeah... that's the only thing I'm worried about, though," the rogue said. "Lets just say I've been reading up on things here and there, and I've got a couple ideas of how to put that thing down for the count. Unlike Gorrik, however, I know that we'll need more than seven people to do it."
: "With full numbers and proper preparation, we could likely return as early as tomorrow and destroy it without casualty. Do you have a plan?"
: "Yeah. I'm going to need you and the other casters who can to prepare a lot off support spells. As for melee... I'd rather guys like Mahler and Gilliam take point, since they can take much more of a beating than Gail or Graigus. And with the way it attacked... I'm pretty sure we'll have our hands full. It's got long reach, which is going to make getting close to it hard."
: "We'll likely need to do much of our work from range. I and I believe Arbeiten are the only people capable of preparing spells that can call on supportive magic. Do you recall the spell I used on the raft, that provided an extra strike from everyone aboard?"
: "I do... that would come in very handy indeed," Dicem said. "Especially once our heavier hitters get within melee range."
Sorel frowns, changing the topic of discussion.
: "If you don't mind me asking, what prompted the change of heart at the last meeting?"
: "Do you remember what I said to you at the end of our interview, Sorel?" the rogue asked.
Sorel is silent for a moment, thinking.
: "About not letting you do anything to make me break my promise?"
: "Yeah, that's it," Dicem said. "We're all obviously going to have a lot to deal with before we're done; you've taken it on yourself to look after all the people here mentally, for whatever reason. I'm assuming it's tied to your promise, as well as you being that ridiculously hopeful; if it is, then I'd be forcing you closer to breaking the promise if I didn't let you do what you needed to."
: "Anyway... I need to get ready for the meeting," Dicem said, standing. "Do me a favor and let the town guards know what we saw; I doubt it'll come here, but I'd rather be safe than sorry. But don't be late to the meeting, old man."
: "I won't be," Sorel stays, rising as well. "Until then."
: "Mmm... until then."

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jun 13, 2006 7:43 pm
Sorel approaches Ombligo. : "How are you feeling?" : "Hm? What do you mean? Physically?" : "I mean about the pyre." : "Oh...Really disappointed that I wasn't told when it would happen."
Sorel nods.
: "What would you say to Nail, if you could speak to him one last time?"
: "I'd tell him I'm sorry I couldn't save him..."
: "And what are you going to do about how you feel, knowing you can't?"
: "Why are you asking me questions like that??" *Ombligo asks, a little upset - mostly due to feeling sad from such thoughts. I didn't even really like Nail, but...I couldn't save him...he wasn't bad...why couldn't I save him?*
: "Helplessness, Ombligo. Helplessness, anger, despair. These are the emotions that trail behind all who live through war like chains, slowing their march forward. It is not pleasant, it is not happy, but it is the truth, and you need to learn to shake those chains lose if you are to save those who would be in danger again in the future. I can help you, Ombligo, but you have to take the steps yourself."
: "Well how do I do it??? You can't control your emotions..."
: "Does a drowning man need to empty the ocean to stay afloat? No... he simply needs to stop struggling against the water, and let it carry him to the surface. One needs not to supress those painful emotions, but to redirect them, to bend them, to let them help you."
: "You mean...force them at the enemy?"
: "Exactly. Let the pain you feel fuel your advance, but be careful not to let it overcome you."
: "So...I'll let this raging storm inside me out on my enemies through Lightning Bolts?" *Ombligo asks, crackling with excitement. I love that spell...*
Sorel chuckles.
: "Precisely. Ombligo... how does your magic work, exactly? Where does its power come from?"
: "Um..." *Ombligo rubs his shell.* Ombligo: "I'm not really sure! I don't read books or anything, so I'm not a wizard. Maybe it comes from me somehow?"
: "So... your power stems from something you can call on? Some great reservoir of magical energy?"
: "I don't really know how to explain it. I just use what I use. I'm not really that sure where it comes from. It's as much a mystery to me as how my egg was created."
Sorel looks behind him. "Hmm..." He shakes his head and looks to Ombligo.
: "Thank you. There's another meeting tonight, alright?"
: "OK. Will there be an announcement of when it starts?"
: "Same time as yesterday's, I believe. Do me a favor and spread the word? I have things I need to attend to."
: "OK. You can count on me!" *Ombligo salutes Sorel.*
"I know I can," Sorel says, beaming.

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jun 13, 2006 11:26 pm
Kria, while the others had been fighting for their lives and such forth had decided to take a nap under the tree in the centre of the town. As the rather ditzy kitty went to sleep...she dreamed. And in that dream? She blinked, her green eyes scanning the nearby area. She was in a strange place. On top of a summit...She frowned, and saw that she was encased inside a large purple crystal. She looked down...how strange. Kria was floating inside it. She looked around frantically, some tiny part of her mind noting that she could still breathe.
"I can't move...but this feels familiar..."
She gasps, noting that right beside her own crystal was a see through black one. And inside was someone who looked exactly like her, aside from two things. The eyes glowed red, and caused the warlock to shiver, such ancient hate and rage for all things along with infinite anger burned within, it made her tremble. And the other was that she seemed to be shadowy and incorporeal...maybe it was just crystal but other than the eyes, it was hard to see anything of the other her at all.
"Wha, What are you?"
The black Kria turned, and smirked, laughing maliciously at the warlock.
"I am...you."
At this point a red and a white flash streaked down from the sky the light blinding the girl. She flinched, couching inside her crystal, the two lights flaring again, reforming into things that resembled her. A violet catfolk, and a red one.
"It's not quite true. That is the influence the darkness has over you. That is the influence it has over you. And is the source of your power, so in a way, I suppose it is safe to say that is you."
"What is all this? I mean, you're all me! Why, what...do you want?"
"What we want is what you want you silly girl! You must become yourself again! How long do you plan to hide behind that silly farce!? Enough of that childish foolishness! You must accept yourself!"
Kria's fists clenched and she began to slam on the crystal, screaming as she seemed to go mad.
The gentler of the two smiled and moved closer to Kria, shaking her head and gently reaching out a hand to Kria.
"To truely master and overcome the evil in your heart...you cannot flee. You must overcome it. You must control it and use it in a way that you want! Don't let it rule you."
Kria hisses at the violet version of herself, not liking what was being said. Her tail twitched in anger, her very being tense and upset.
"WHAT!? How dare you...I control it. I use it as I like. See? You're me. If so then you see what I'm doing! I'm looking for M-M...she stopped. Why couldn't she say his name?"
At that point the dark Kria nodded in satisfaction, turning back to the horizon. The red Kria shook it's head, and snorted in digust at Kria.
"Really? If that's so then why can you not say Max's name!? The evil of the dragon still rules your heart! You shall stop running! Embrace who you are and smite him down! Taking the power granted to you and becoming the person you were born to be!"
Kria shook her head, feeling light headed and faint. The violet catfolk frowned and Kria could feel herself on the verge of waking...And gasped, coming to with a start, hearing the last words of all three.
"Accept us."
"Accept us."
"Accept us."
She sat up, her features wrinkling as she frowned, and then looked at the tree, and shivered from the wind. Wordlessly she headed away from the tree, going to look for the others, trying not to think about what they had said. Kria ran...again.

Posted by: Nightmare Wed Jun 14, 2006 2:39 am
Taklinn: I hate to say it brother, but you still need to learn to not let your desire to destroy evil control you. As the others said, staying and fighting would have not ended well for us. : Bah! No' you too! I woulda figured ye'd be on my side... Suddenly hearing Taklinn's voice threw Gorrik off as he was walking back to the, and wasn't entirely watching where he was going.
Taklinn: Sorry brother, but rushing into battle against a foe much stronger than yourself helps no one. You never did seem to take the time to examine a problem before rushing in, at least not when I was around and not meditating.
: Sorry Taklinn, but from my perspective, I though' we coulda handled it... at least until the retreat was sounded.
Taklinn: Hmmm..... too late to determine who was right anymore. At least you are alive to back after it later.
: I suppose tha' is the most importan' part when it's all said an' done... I'll just make sure the next time I see tha' thin' He'll be the one runnin' fer 'is life.
Taklinn: Just take care of yourself while you are doing that brother.
: Aaahhh, bu' tha's wha' I got ye fer Taklinn. Gorrik chuckled at his own joke outloud.
Taklinn: That may be so, but it would be best if we can avoid any situations that would put my durability to the test.
: I guess yer righ'... I'll see wha' I can do te avoid tha' sorta thin' fer ye in the future.
Taklinn: I'll shall pray for our success then.

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jun 14, 2006 3:50 pm
Someone knocks on the front door of the Haubrek house. "Who is it," a light voice calls from within. A calm voice responds from without, "I'm a healer, I was wondering if I might speak with you?" "Just a minute," the voice replies, the sounds of rustling coming from inside before the door opens with a creak. A thin woman with long brown hair answers, natural beauty worn slightly by age. She looks around 30 something. "May I help you," she asks brightly.
The door opens to reveal a rather average looking young man, nothing about his physical appearance stands out. He wears a coat of silver chain beneath a brown cloak, over a simple suit of tunic and trousers. An assortment of wands and a rod hangs at his belt, as do a few pouches, and a satchel at his side. A pair of wire frame glasses rests lightly on his nose, hanging over a kind smile, "Greetings, my name is Doctor Coventry. I'm part of the military expedition from Hassan that arrived in town yesterday."
The woman nods, a confused smile across her face. "Alright...how does this relate to me?"
Coventry frowns in equal confusion, "Um... Perhaps I've made a mistake, you are the mother of Gail Haubrek?"
"Yes," the woman responds, twinges of pain and fear on her face. "Has something happened?"
Coventry raises his hands as if to calm the woman, "No, not at all..." He frowns slightly, "Well, many things have happened but as a healer I can assure you that she is in good health." He looks at the woman intently, "You...were unaware that she was in town?"
"That's good to hear," Mrs. Haubrekt says, visibly relieved before a surprised look appears. "No, I...I didn't. Gossip doesn't usually reach me, and if she's here, she hasn't come by." As if an afterthought, she asks, "What things have happened?"
The Doctor frowns heavily, "These are dark times we live in..." He looks around for a moment, then continues quietly, "Please keep what I am about to tell you to yourself, your mayor has been informed but we want to avoid a panic." Coventry pauses for a moment as if collecting his thoughts, "I have only traveled with your daughter for roughly a week. However, in that time we have thrice fought with forces of an infernal army. Twice in defense of Hassan and once en route here."
Instead of wild panic or shock, the mother looks to the side and smiles sadly. "Yes, that sounds like something she would be involved in," is all says as she continues to stare into space.
"Honestly, I came here to speak with you because Gail has been lying to me about her lineage and I was hoping you could shed some light on the matter..." Coventry replies in a blunt but sincere manner, "I doubted that you would openly reveal anything to me but... Well, often merely keeping one's eyes open can tell more than asking thousand questions." He looks at the woman for a long moment, "Now, I'm more troubled by the fact that she has yet to speak with you... It's none of my business but as a healer, I cannot help but meddle."
The elder Gail's eyes widen at the man's suddenly blunt nature, but a tired smile soon replaces the shock. "I see...Well, you saw through her, so you'll probably see through me just as easily. We seem to share that much, at least." The woman then opens the door fully, bowing with a slight flourish towards the abode. "Please, come in."
The Doctor bows slightly in reply and enters.
"I'm sorry about the mess," she adds quickly as the doctor enters. "I was cleaning when you knocked."
"My apologizes..." Coventry replies, taking in his new surroundings with a glance.
The house is sparkling. Everything has its own easily identifable order, and it seems you can almost see yourself in the wooden floor. There's a half-eaten meal on a sturdy wooden table in the center of the room, framed by three equally well-made chairs.
He smiles kindly, "I've seen houses in far worst disarray. There is no need for you to apologize." Inside, the Doctor was not smiling. The poor woman, she has nothing left but this house...
The woman shakes her head as she closes the door. "Thank you, but I know I could keep this better. I'm nowhere near as good as my husband used to be." With that, she motions to the table. "You must be tired. Please, sit, I'll get you something to drink."
Coventry nods politely, "Thank you, that would be most kind." He continues to stand for a moment, looking around the room once again. ...this house and memories...
A oil painting of a beautiful brown-haired woman in a vivid green dress with a silver-haired child on her lap sits in the study to the right of the kitchen you're currently in. The child can't be more than 2 years old, while the woman seems to be entering her 20s. They both seem like this is the happiest point in their lives. Other than that, there are no mementos, though most of the furniture seems to be hand-made.
When she returns, Coventry is seated quietly, staring out the window.
The woman pours hot water from a clay pot into an earthenware cup, putting the pot back on the wood-burning stove before tossing in what could be tea leaves and a bit of mint. She then stirs carefully until satisfied, then returns, putting the cup in front of Coventry while taking the seat across from him. "You wanted to know about my husband," she asks.
"Thank you..." Coventry takes the cup and holds it between his hands, "Yes, if you would tell me. If not, I'm certain that my studies will eventually reveal the truth."
She smiles, looking to the door with unfocused eyes before she continued. "When my parents died...it was sudden, months, or weeks, I've forgotten...I was alone. My mother had taught me all the womanly virtues; cooking, cleaning, providing...but when they died, I was left with the house. I knew I couldn't survive on my own, couldn't keep this place the way they had kept it, and so...I sat here, and cried, and felt sorry for myself for...being abandoned, or something juvineille. I wasn't expecting much when he knocked on the door, just another villager giving their 'deepest apologies,' I thought, and then...I saw him. When I saw him, I thought he was one of those adventurers that occansionly pass through, but...something about his smile, or his voice, or the fact he wanted to help me, me, of all people...so I let him in."
Calm and intent, Coventry listens to the story.
“Amazing is the only word I can think to describe him. He had boundless energy, he was passionate, he…He made me happy.” Her eyes begin to move around the room, following the trails he left behind. “I didn’t learn what he was until he had been with me for half a year, and at first, I couldn’t believe him, but then...he showed me his wings. Those beautiful white wings…Gail was born nine months after, and he left us two years after that. I can still feel him, sometimes…his warmth when I’m alone, his confidence when I doubt.” She is silent for a while, smiling contently as she remembers. “He did everything for me…and for her. Perhaps that’s why he chose her. He only wanted her to be a better person.” Her eyes refocus as she turns to the doctor. “As for her not talking to me…When she left, things were said. Things I can never forgive myself for, so I don’t expect her to forgive me.” She wrings her bare hands absentmindedly as she speaks those words.
His eyes distant, the Doctor nods quietly, "I see..." He looks out at the oil painting dominating the room for a moment, "Well, Gail is also the daughter of a higher being, she might be able to forgive you when a human could not." He turns back to the woman, "What will you do?"
"I don't know," the woman says simply. "I think what happens now is up to Gail."
The Doctor sighs, "I don't know what words you said or how you said them...but I can't imagine anyone not forgiving you for them." He smiles slightly, "I'm certain that your daughter understands and forgives you already...but just hasn't found the words yet."
"So I should go to her, then? If she hasn't found the words yet, what would my coming do?" She shakes her head. "If she doesn't come around, I can't force her. It would do more harm than good, to push her before she's ready."
Coventry takes a sip of the tea with a smile, "It was never my intention to suggest a course of action... No, I was merely attempting to offer some comfort."
"Ah. Then thank you," the housewife says, waiting for him to finish before she continued. "It's been a long time since I've had a nice conversation, and I've always been bad at reading people, or so I'm told."
"Excellent..." Coventry nods to the painting, "Is it your work?"
Coventry adjusts his glasses, "Oh...and If your wisdom isn't high, an easy solution would be just taking some ranks in sense motive at your next level up."
"I'd like to, but sense motive is cross-class and with commoner skills points..."
The Doctor winces, "Oh...right..." Damn NPC classes...
....
Mrs. Haubrekt perks her head up, a smile on her face. "No, that would be my husband's. He taught me a few of the basics, but I'm nowhere his skill." She looks at it, the smile widening. "He made a few others, but I've sold most of them. I wish I could've showed you them. They were beautiful, each and every one."
Coventry looks down sadly, "I...see..." He looks back up, meeting the eyes of the woman before him, "Then...since he left, you've had a hard time making ends meet? What with raising a child on your own?"
The woman shakes her head. "It's alright. Gail and I survived on our own, and I'm sure I'll be able to, as well. It's not like he left us with nothing, you know."
Coventry adjusts his glasses, "If you don't mind me asking, exactly what was he? I've studied the celestial realms to some extent and this is a matter of intellectual curiosity to me... Feel free to decline."
The elder Gail ponders, rubbing her left temple as she concentrates. "I'm sorry. I don't think I ever asked him that. I remember seeing an image that looked like him in one of the books at the church that Gail would study from, but I can't recall the name."
"There are several angelic races that I know of, the more common being Astral Devas, Planetars, and Solar Angels." Coventry states in a scholarly manner, "However there are also others such as the Protectars." He shrugs, "It's quite alright however, I was merely curious." The Doctor looks down at the cup of tea for a long moment, "Ah yes... Going back to an earlier topic, it's a shame that you don't have opportunity to converse often. You are an excellent hostess." He sighs, "Is there anything you want me to give Gail if she does not visit you during our time here? ...or perhaps something that I should give to her later?"
Gail sits quietly, thinking for a moment before getting up and going to the bedroom. Rummaging can be heard, and soon, she is back, holding a worn book in her left hand. She presents it to the doctor. "It's a book of poems he wrote in his spare time. I was thinking of giving it to her the next time I saw her, but I guess you'll have to do that now."
Coventry nods, "I'll make certain she gets it."
The woman nods, content. "Do you anything else to ask me," she asks brightly.
"Well...there is one other thing." Coventry chuckles, "Might I have your name?" He smiles, "I can see gail's mother being rather awkward in conversation."
"Oh. Where are my manners?" She then curtsies, a gesture she seems to have practiced. "Gail Haubrekt."
Coventry arches an eyebrow, "Senior and junior then. I see, how interesting..." He then shakes his head, "My first name is Alastor, since you wish to know..." He slowly stands, "Thank you for your hospitality, I wish I could stay longer but..." He looks out the window distantly, "There are a few other matters I need to attend to this evening."
"No trouble." She then looks out the window, surprised. "I guess I didn't realize how late it was. Sorry for keeping you so long." She then opens the door for the doctor. "Come by whenever you're in the area. My door is always open."
Coventry bows slightly, "I certainly shall..." He looks out the door for a moment, "I fear that I'm not a particularly easy person to locate else I would offer my services as a healer to you at anytime you have need." He then smiles, "Ah well... Thank you once more and good fortune." He then steps from the house and starts walking down the path.
Gail watches as the doctor leaves, closing the door as he walks off. A smirk appears on her face as she contemplates. It's good Gail has someone so involved in her life...I was beginning to wonder if she'd be alone forever. With that, she moves around the house, humming the melody of The Matchmaker as she begins to tidy.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jun 14, 2006 4:34 pm
"Another meeting... what does Dicem need to dicsuss now? I don't think I saw him all night last night," the dwarf said, sitting with Langston and Sorel. Tanis entered the room, just as the dwarf spoke. "I think I may know one subject that may turn up in the meeting," he said, considering it.
"Oh? Like what?" Graigus asked, curious. Langston wiped some ale from his whiskers, listening intently.
"I interviewed the arcane casters of the group about their abilties," the catfolk said. "Turns out that we have very little support magic in the group. I think that's going to be brought up."
"Mmm... that does sound like something Dam would want to talk about," the dwarf said, nodding.
"Yes. And I'd certainly feel more comfortable in battle if there were more support spells flying around."
"I don't really know enough about magic to make any comments," the monk said, twirling his staff slowly in his free hand as he sipped on a drink. "What kind of spells would you need?"
"There are many that could be helpful. A haste spell is the one I use as an example mostly. Unfortunately, my training denies me access to such spells," Tanis says, without any trace of regret for that fact.
"Huh," the rat mumbled. "Never heard of it."
"Haste... I'd guess by the name it makes us faster," Graigus said. "But wait... why can't you use those spells?"
"Yes, it does." Tanis says. "I'm a warmage, that's why. A purely offensive caster," he adds, nodding.
"There are many among us who claim power over magic, but few who prepare spells with enough versatility to call upon suppotive measures so soon," Sorel notes, speaking after a long silence. "Among those I count myself, the cleric Arbeiten, and Morgan."
"Well, the guy wants to cover all the bases," Langston said. "So wouldn't surprise me if he wanted to cover that one."
"I seem to remember Gail throwing out a spell that aided us. Didn't she?" Tanis asks.
"She did," the dwarf said, "though I don't know what the spell was."
"Gail has an extremely limited spellcasting ability - limited I think to one or two spells a day."
"And I'm sure Doctor Coventry must have some access to support spells too. Or so you'd think," Tanis adds.
"Coventry seems big on healing," the monk said. "I don't know if he can do anything else."
"The Doctor's spells are constrained as the sorcerer's, I think; he has a finite pool of spells from which he can cast, some of which are supportive in nature but most of which are restorative. It is there we need him."
Tanis nods at this, not having much to say to it.
"Yeah... he's saved us on more than one occasion," Graigus said, sipping from his mug. "I've taken some bad hits in the past few days, but he cleared them up real fast. I wonder if that's what followers of Lavis are about - lots of healing?"
He couldn't save Nail though Tanis thought.
((Killa Cameo!))
Nail nods. "No, he couldn't."
There is a scraping sound at the back of Sorel's throat, like barely restrained laughter.
"Magic's kinda weird," Langston mused. "Has the perception that it does this and that and everything in between, but seems like you can ever only do this or that."
"Yeah," the drunken boxer said, agreeing with the circus performer before noting Sorel's reaction. "Is something the matter, Sorel?"
Sorel sighs. "Lavis isn't real."
"What? Are you sure?" the dwarf asked, confused. "But... wait, how?"
"Really?" Tanis asks. "That must be why nobody's heard of him then."
"What do you mean, Graigus?"
"Who the hell is Lavis?"
"Lavis is the God Doctor Coventry calims to worship," Tanis says.
"Yeah... I don't really know how it works, but I thought followers of a god had to pray to that god to use spells. Am I wrong?"
Sorel shakes his head. "No, you are correct, Graigus."
"Well, the guy's stuff works right? All that matters to me."
"But then how does he cast spells?" the dwarf said, before replying to Langston. "I'm glad it works too, but the more I know, the better able I am to expand my thoughts."
He nodded to Graigus. "Glad you can take something out of it, at least. Most of this jargon just swirls around my head, and I don't jump through flamin' hoops if I can help it."
Sorel shrugs. "I cannot say for certain. The Doctor's power is most clearly analogous to a sorcerer's in nature, and he has great jaunts of introspection, almost to the exclusion of the outside world."
"I'm not really sure what makes a sorcerer different from a wizard," the monk said, draining the mug before politely asking for another. "Like I said, I don't really know much about magic."
"Huh." His expression was clearly blank when he nodded.
((Return of the Cameo!))
"Sorcerors wave their hands around like raging ballerinas throwing fire everywhere," Isyndel added.
"Tanis has made a more thorough study of the nature of magic than I, and as such could explain it more clearly."
Tanis speaks up. "Sorcerors are those who have magical backgrounds. Magic comes naturally to them, and they do not need spellbooks. Wizards have to study magic for it to become available to them, and they do need spellbooks."
"But how does using a spellbook matter?" the dwarf said, confused and yet intrigued.
"Their spells are stored in their spellbook. To prepare spells, they need to study it," Tanis replies.
Sorel tilts his head. "Curious... it seems that the closest divine approximation of a sorcerer's power source would be raw deific energy." He smirks. "Perhaps the Doctor is merely a very irritating godling."
Just then, an elf waving a glowing blade danced by, saying "I'm better than a sorceror or a wizard! I do both!"
Tossing a coin on the table, the rat motioned to the barkeep for another drink. "You may want to keep these comin."
"Hang on... this is a lot to take in at once," Graigus said. "So the difference is that wizards have to memorize spells... I think I get it. But Sorel... do you really think Coventry's really a god?"
Sorel laughs, long and hard. "Oh, heavens no."
"This is all a lot to take in in one morning," Graigus said, shaking his head. "Maybe we can talk about something else?"
VoxPVoxD (10:31:06 AM): "Very well," Sorel says, "Let's talk about..........................................................................................................................muslims."
"DERKA DERKA JIHAD!"
Or...
"Very well," Sorel says, "How do you all like Ribble?"
"I'm not a big fan of the water," the dwarf noted, "but other than that, it's a very nice place. Quieter than Hassan."
"I hope Hassan is quieter now."
"Yeah. I'm sure they've had their fill of our exciting entourage."
"Ribble might have had it's fill as well," Graigus sighed. "I thought I heard some men talking about a rude young man and a harem..."
"Actually, I believe that matter has been laid to rest. The Doctor plead a very convincing case."
"Oh, it was succesful then?" Tanis asked, a hint of relief in his voice.
"It was. Now, the matter of our guides fleeing the ruins in terror..."
"What? Fleeing? What happened?" the monk asked, gripping his staff in both hands as he stood.
"The full story will be revealed at the meeting, I think. Suffice it to say that the ruins have a monster problem, and that we shall need to return in full force to purge it if we are to advance."
"Can't say that sounds like much fun."
Sorel winces. "It didn't look like much fun, either."
"So that's what this morning's meeting is about, then," the drunken boxer said, thankfully accepting the new round of ale.
"Primarily, yes," Sorel says, "I spoke with Dam about it yesterday."
"Among other things," Dicem said, picking out their conversation as he came through the entrance of the establishment. ((Listen 22))
"Good morning," Sorel says, standing.
Tanis inclines his head towards Dicem in greeting.
Langston took a drink of his ale and waved. " 'ey boss!"
"Mmm... yeah, same to you. Finish up here, then we meet. Like Sorel said, we get to play exterminator," the rogue said. "Preferrably today; I don't know if the Devil Army's got wind of us yet, and I'd like to leave before they do."
And with that he headed to the counter, ordering breakfast before returning to his room. Shaking his head, the dwarf sat down as the rogue departed with a book in hand.
"He should have stayed," Graigus said. "Has anyone spoken to him outside of meetings or the interview? I don't know anything about him."
"You'll have to pardon me," Sorel says, starting towards the door. "I haven't seen Lunauga since the day we arrived, and he behaved strangely even then. Unless you have need of me?" Sorel asks, looking around.
"No... out leader will want us to be on time, so we should all get ready," the drunken master said, putting back the remainder of his drink in a few long gulps. "I'll see you all upstairs, then."
Sorel nods, and walks out without another word. The rest scatter as well, each to his own tasks, even as Dicem sees to leafing through the book in tow.
Let's see... hmm, that's a good one, he thought, reading the descriptions of the spells written in the book. His excursion to the local library and a few well-placed words allowed him to borrow it for a few hours - just enough time to pick out spells that might come in handy. ((Diplo 15 to borrow it.))
"Bah... this is all a muddle," he thought, shaking his head as he closed the book and tossed it on his bed. "Aaaargh, for once I'd like an easy job - a little banging up a rowdy orc or something, not taking down one-creature powerhouses as a warm-up for gate teleportation..."
But then again, it's never been that easy, he reminded himself. That's the choice you made, and now you've got to sleep in the bed you made. Better pick the book up and see what scrolls are worth buying...
==========
As usual, Dam sat apart from the rest, near a window that allowed the early morning light to stream in. Standing as soon as the last person entered, he paced the room with a book in hand.
"I hope everyone's having a better morning than I had a night," Dicem said. "Six of you know what happened last night - the rest of you probably don't. I took Gilliam, Gorrik, Gail, Sorel, Stoltz and Kayla with me to do some recon on the ruins. After the meeting with Paseran, I learned that Max had inquired about it; on hearing that it's supposed to house an Ancient gate that teleports you to Granseal, I think it's pretty obvious where he went. Easy, straightforward."
"But hey... we don't do things easy," the rogue added, shaking his head. "For those of you who remember the rumor about the patchwork flesh golem-like creature roaming the continent, you should know it's every bit as ugly as you'd think. And it was waiting for us when we got there; good thing Sorel had that Haboob spell prepared, else you'd have seven more people with a one-way ticket to the afterlife. It nearly did a good job of ambushing us, so I have to work on the assumption it'll still be there when we get back."
"So... here are the facts: it's big, it's strong, it's ugly and it's got reach. I wouldn't be surprised if it's got more ugly surprises in store for us, too, and as such something that was brought to my attention yesterday becomes even more important," Dicem commented. "We have very few people who can cast good support spells, so I borrowed this from the local magical library. Basic stuff in here, far as magic goes, but the basics do wonders. Improved dodge and defense, reduced enemy strength... these are things I want. I'd rather a spellcaster look through here, tell me what's good and what's not so we can pick up a scroll or two before we go."
"Any questions?" the orange-haired youth asked.

Posted by: Kaihaku Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:06 pm
Coventry arches an eyebrow, "One question, I thought it was generally scouts who...well, scouted?" He looks at Dicem, "Is there some reason that the entire leadership of the expedition took such a risk?" He smiles, adjusting his glasses, "Not...that your lives are of any more value than anyone else here but... If all three of you had fallen, who would lead us? In the future, perhaps you should seperate the chain of command in case one of you falls."

Posted by: Alpha Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:10 pm
Tanis speaks up. "I can look through the spellbook if you like." With that, Dicem tosses the spellbook to Tanis, which he deftly catches, then starts immediately to go through it. "Hmm, well," he says as he flips through the pages. "A spell of haste would be very useful, as I've mentioned to a few people already. A slow spell too perhaps.
Bear's endurance, bull's strength, cat's grace, eagle's spleandor, fox's cunning and owl's wisdom are all spells that boost individual characteristic.
Fly could be very helpful, though it'd make you a better target for archers.
Ooh, Heroism looks nice. 'Imbues a single creature with great bravery and morale in battle' apparantly.
Invisibility could also be helpful. Same goes for the great and sphere version.
There's keen edge also. Does what it sounds like.
Reduce and enlarge person I expect could be good, provided they're used correctly."
He then closes the book. "That's about all that this book has. Any one of those mentioned could be helpful, some more than others though, haste especially." And with that, he passes it back to Dicem.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jun 14, 2006 5:22 pm
Sorel enters shortly before Dam begins speaking, a worried expression on his face. After Dam and Tanis say their pieces, he speaks. : "Gilliam should open the battle with an energy attack, before the melee wave moves in. Immediately prior I will need to see Graigus." He turns to the monk. "It will be wiser to use your staff for this."
((Spells Prepared
Level 0) 6/6 Create Water, Dawn, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Mending
Level 1) 6/6 Entangle, Lion's Charge[2], Obscuring Mist, Silvered Claws[2]
Level 2) 5/5 Barkskin, Mass Snake's Swiftness[4]
Level 3) 3/3 Cure Moderate Wounds, Fire Wings, Spikes
Level 4) 2/2 Blast of Sand[2]))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Jun 14, 2006 11:55 pm
"I guess running like hell isn't an option," he added. "Havin' not seen the place myself, what's the terrain like?" He tapped a nail on the wall he was leaning on. "Any way we can use it to our advantage going in there?"

Posted by: Aldur Thu Jun 15, 2006 12:19 am
Kria enters the tavern and shivers, the effects of her dream still lingering, and looking at the others she decided that she really didn't want to talk that much. She looked around, and noted Gilliam. The catgirl grinned, she'd not spoken to him before it'd be a fun experience, the perfect thing to dispel that dream. She walks up to him, clinking a little from the bangles. "Heya Gilliam!"
"Greetings," Gilliam says, neutrally, turning to face Kria.
geddis the hero: Kria smiled her biggest smile at the robot man.Thing. Whatever he really was. She frowned, and decided to ask. "So Gilliam, Sorel like...told us you're a metal man. A Robot...um, is that like Mahler?"
"No, it's very different. There is no magic in me," Gilliam says.
geddis the hero: "No magic? Wow, but like...Ancients and all that used something to make arti-um, what was it called...Art-i-fi-cial beings. And Mahler's one of them so...what'd the Ancients use? And didn't they Create Dark Dragon? The Black Lord seemed darn magical to me!" She tilted her head to one side, not really understanding.
"They used technology, of course. Nothing but the laws of nature harnessed to man's will," Gilliam replies.
geddis the hero: "Tech-no-logy." She nodded, noting the word, she felt it was somehow familiar, but didn't bother thinking too deeply, last thing she needed was the voices kicking up again. "So...Technology is what made Dark Dragon?"
"No. I don't know what made Dark Dragon, but man had no part in that abomination's existence..."
Kria frowns, wondering where her "deity" had come from then. "Well, he was around when the ancients where...or where you made after that?"
"I fought in the wars that sealed the Dark Dragon and the Devil Army."
Kria stepped back, because of a random searing pain in her head and from shock. She blinked, and looked at him with eyes wide. "Oh...wow. That's really...something...urgh. So um, how was he sealed the first time?"
"A hero wielded a special sword designed specifically to destroy him. It weakened him enough so that he could be imprisoned."
Gilliam tilts his head. "Are you all right?"
"Me? Just a little stunned is all! Hehe, yup!" She grinned, her smile wide showing off her canines. And then tried weakly to change the subject. "So uh, devils back then as well eh?" Damn you, I'll keep you in there! Get over it!
"You're not a very good liar."
Kria blinked, and stuck out her tongue at the metal man, stamping her foot to the ground. "You're not a very nice man. Robot. Thingy!"
"Perhaps I am, but that has little to do with what's bothering you. It seems as if your head was hurting you for a moment."
"Normally that is nothing, but your attempts at deflecting the inquiry are unusual. You seem to like attention, so it seems to me that not wanting to worry anyone is also not the reason."
"Now, this leaves me with only a few explanations, all of them unlikely, and most of them... hardly ideal. Care to explain?"
She sighed, leaning against the nearby wall, and then looked at Gilliam. "In a moment. What kind of Sword? Didn't...M-M...that Man of the Shining Force who sealed the dragon the second time have to make it?"
"Yes, there were a number of Light and Darkness Swords made, in case the original was lost. When combined, they made a Chaos Breaker. I am unsure as to how Max managed to make his, though I assumed Adam played a major part in it."
"There are less then a handful of places left that could combine them, and by the time of the 'Shining War' as you call it, most of them had to be in ruins and inoperative."
"More than one? I see...thank you. How very interesting. And Adam? Oh! The metal dude with Ian and the other guy. Is he as old as you?" She smiled, trying to change the subject. Not very convincingly.
"I do not know the status of Adam," Gilliam says. "You still haven't said what is bothering you."
"Adam...and I just had a random headache. Happens every so often. A gal shouldn't think so much..."
"Neither of those statements were true."
"How do you know? Do you examine my head? With your Technology?" Kria laughed lightly, turning her face from Gilliam, trying not to sigh. Why oh why did the blasted thing have to react now.
"Analysis of the stress in your voice. Few beings have complete control over themselves. There are many signs to tell what a person is really thinking and feeling. The body itself cannot lie."
Kria turned back to face Gilliam and again stuck her tongue at Gilliam. "Talking about The Bl-Dark Dragon I should say makes me feel less than ok? Is that enough? Mr I'm a robot who stares at you intently. Pervert!" She shook her fist at him, not liking how he could percieve so quickly.
Gilliam is quiet for a moment. "I don't have a body of flesh, there is nothing to be perverted."
"Hah! It's the mind in this case! Or do you have one...being all robotic?"
"You're trying to agitate me because you yourself are agitated. Why don't you feel comfortable about Dark Dragon?"
"Do YOU feel comfortable about Dark Dragon? Is it a favourite topic of conversation." She smirked at him crossing her arms and glaring at the robot. She was against a wall here, in more ways than one. She couldn't faze him...
"You keep attempting to deflect the question. I care little for Dark Dragon, he destroyed my world. Him and the rest of the outsiders. But why are you sensitive about it?" Gilliam asks, his tone turning inquisitive.
"Because. Dark Dragon is...was..." She trails off into a whisper, face serious. "My life."
Gilliam is silent for a moment. "What?"
"You know what I do right? Warlock." She nodded at him, the start of an eldritch blast forming on her arm, and she concentrated, making the dark energy disappear.
"I know you are a magic user. I am not well versed in arcane fields."
"Darnit. Tanis can explain better but listen. I can kinda cast spells...but they're limited usually. All I really have my blast and ways to make it more deadly. I also don't seem to hurt as much as others, and I can fiddle about and confuse magical items. I can also sense magic being used anytime I like. I can kind use my spells or invocations as they're called as often as I like. The power source is dark or fiendish energies. Apparently. So like...Dark Dragon is kinda like a god to the tribe I came from. And I get my power from there." She smiled viciously. "Happy?"
Gilliam's tone is very level and dire when next he speaks. "Do you worship Dark Dragon? Do you serve him?"
"Like...maybe you didn't notice when you went all war crazy and all but I tend to go wild around evil things. I kill them. And nope. It's an evil dragon who wants to destroy the world? How could you worship that. However...the power once given cannot be taken away. And so, I wield the power given to me by evil to fight it. Oh wow, kinda Irony. Or whatever that word was."
"I... see," Gilliam says, appraising Kria. "There's more to this than you're letting on, I think... But you seem sincere in your desire to fight."
"And I'm sure you're spilling your guts out to me pally! And of course. I need to fight. Fight to get power. Power enough to break free. Yupyup!" She smile cheerily. "And you thought I was a random ditzy merc." She waggled a finger at him, bangles jangling around.
"I don't recall sharing my thoughts with you."
"And I don't see you disagreeing."
Gilliam chuckles. "Touche."
"Mmmhmm. So Mister Gilliam, what's in this for you? For me it's power, for Tanis it's experience I like think...but you don't seem interested in money." She looked intently at him. "What's your driving force?"
"I was built to fight," Gilliam says after some hesistation.
Kria giggles, shaking her head. "It's my turn now! You're not on the ball about yourself it seems. Spill it! What's the real reason? Build to fight? That's like, not our primary concern thingy."
"I am not well versed in deception, either," Gilliam grumbles. "The merchant has something I want very badly. If I do this mission, he will give that thing to me in exchange."
Kria's eyes narrow and she steps closer to Gilliam, glaring up at him. "Is it a bangle? Because if so..."
"If so, you'd immediately don the guise of a materialistic jewelry lover again," Gilliam finishes.
"Well darling...a kiss on the hand is delightful, but diamonds are a girls best friend." She laughs merrily stepping away from the Robot and then looks at him.
"A diamond and a piece of coal are the same substance different in form. Remember that."
Kria watched as the robot moved away, probably to get away from her annoying questions. She frowned, he seemed a little touchy about it.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 15, 2006 10:16 am
"Suggestions noted; Coventry, I took the people I thought would be best suited for helping me deal with trouble if we ran into it, and since we survived I'm not that upset," Dicem said. "If I can go into the situation without Gail or Sorel, however, I leave them behind. If that's all, get going and do what you need to; we need to leave before noon, because I don't want to have to fight that thing in the dark."
After dismissing the meeting, Dicem picks up a few items which he things will be useful based on suggestions and further reading in the library.
((2 scrolls of Haste (375 each, 750 total), 1 wand of Lesser Orb of Sound (5th caster level, 10 charges, 750 gp), 1 wand of Lesser Orb of Acid (5th caster level, 10 charges, 750 gp). 2250 spent.
Also, on arrival in riblle, both Dam and Graigus had their weapons enchanted to +1. 4k spent for Dam's daggers, 2k for Graigus' staff.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Thu Jun 15, 2006 11:22 am
Coventry shakes his head while stifling a chuckle, "Nonsense... If by dealing with trouble you mean running away, you certainly would have taken me along." He smirks, "Not to brag but I have great renown when it comes to running away."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 15, 2006 11:42 am
Sorel bites his lip to stifle a laugh.

Posted by: Nightmare Thu Jun 15, 2006 11:15 pm
As his brother's words fade from his memory Gorrik makes it to the entrance of the inn, and proceeds to wait for the meeting. : Kria blinks, lost in thoughts about coal and diamonds and then notes Gorrik entering the inn. She frowns, not reallying remembering his name. "Um...hiya...Gorrik?"
: Sorel smiles, seeing the dwarf enter. "Hello, Gorrik."
: Farain had returned to the inn earlier after the meeting with Pesaran, but he never went in. He was just sitting ouside as usual, enjoying the day. Finally, after seeing people walking in, he decided to enter too.
: Langston was still there, nursing another ale.
: He saw that there were a few people already there and made his way over to them. "Hello, Sorel. Kria. Gorrik."
: Gail enters the inn, the thoughts of what the next meeting would bring causing her to sigh lightly. Looking over the room, she spots the small group and, smiling, made her way over with a light wave.
: "Oh, hello folks. I see Dam hasn' go' here jus' yet." Gorrik notes as he walks up to the barkeep. "I'm gonna need a glass o' yer strongest ale..."
: Kria notes Gail and blinks. She seemed to have the same kind of smile and aura as the violet Kria the warlock had seen in her dream. How strange. Kria wrinkles her nose at the mention of Dam.
: *Ombligo floats in near Gorrik.* Ombligo: "Hey, it's another party!"
: Kria giggled, waving at Ombligo. "Heya Ombligo."
: "Hi! How is everyone?"
The barkeep slides a mug over to Gorrik, and the dwarf doesn't hesitate to gulp it down.[/color]
: Farain, too, waved at the floating squid. "Hello, Ombligo." The centaur also looked over at Gail and nodded to her. "Hello to you, too, Gail."
: "I'm good! I had a nap earlier. It was nice to relax." Kria yawned, stretching a little. "And hows things with you Ombligo?"
: The rat waved as he drank more of his ale. "Hey."
: "Things are okay. I can't really complain."
: "Hello," the paladin said, returning the nod before answering
: "Alright, I guess. Could be worse."
: "And now we wait on Mr. Dam Dam." She snorted, somewhat derisively at the thought of their highly regarded leader.
: "You haven't been catching too much trouble for what happened with Paseran, I hope?" Sorel asks Gail.
: Farain made a face for a moment and then relaxed it. "I wonder how long this wait will be..."
: Gail winces at the mention of the incident. "No, I've been keeping to myself, mostly. No one in town's really pressed the matter, but then again, I haven't really talked to anyone."
: Kria's ears perked up and she looked at Sorel, then at Gail. "So, like what happened?"
: Gorrik slams the mug down on the bar and exhales loudly "Aaaaaaahhhh, now tha's a fine brew. I'll have another please sir."
: "An error in Mr. Dicem judgment," Gail says simply.
: "A matter which has been corrected," Sorel states simply.
: Kria frowns, and speaks ina wheedling tone. "Sooooorel, what's been corrected?"
: "Still, the rumors and the gossip of what Dam said and did while talking to the historian are still present with everyone in town," Farain said softly.
: "Words cannot be unsaid, but they can be retracted," Sorel says.
: "I'll distract them with my singing." She blinks, looking around. "What? It could work."
: *Mahler enters the inn, hearing there was a large gathering going on* "Hi everybody." ((HI DR. MAHLER!))
: Gail looks at Sorel, then smiles tiredly. "Thank you." She then turns to Farain. "Perhaps they'll calm down, now that you've talked to him. Hello, Mahler," Gail says, nodding to the golem.
: "If anyone can calm people down around here we've already seen it's Sorel...except in a few cases, I guess."
: "Ah, good day there Mahler, come sit and join us."
: *Mahler laughs* "In my experience, chairs and I don't get along."
: "Don't thank me," Sorel says, smiling slyly. "Our esteemed Doctor did most of the work."
: "Well tha's unfortunate."
: Kria blinked at this comment. "What'd he do? Poison them all?"
: Farain gave a wave to Mahler and then turned to Gail. "Hopefully it'll be soon. My mother is a a gossip maniac and I'm pretty sure she has already heard about this multiple times."
: "He seemed awfully insistent to speak on your behalf, Gail," Sorel muses.
: Kria giggled and decided she'd butt into another conversation. It was fun after all. "My mother is a priestess."
: The centaur raised a brow as he looked at the catfolk. "Good to know..."
: Stoltz enters shortly after Mahler, having been heading to the tavern for a drink after the day's encounter. Noting the golem joining a fairly large gathering of other members of the group, he smiles and raises a hand in greeting. "Ahoy, friends!"
: "Hello, Stoltz."
: Gail stares at Sorel, dumbstruck before a suspicious look came over her face. "What exactly did he say?"
: Kria waved to the crazy tinker man. She recalled talking to him before.
: "He made every effort to distance you from the hideous and deplorable depravity of our leader." Sorel says. "To be honest, I think he just relished the chance to say terrible things about Dam."
: "Doesn't he just like saying things about people in general?" She smirked.
: Gail sighs. "I guess you're right. Still, that's nice to hear that he was actually diplomatic...for once."
: Sorel chuckles. "To be honest, I didn't know he had it in him."
: "I don' think any o' us did!" Gorrik proceeded to roar, finding the comment quite hilarious. He then follows up by downing his recently refilled mug.
: "It must've been quite a sight to see."
: "Oh, it was," Sorel says, "But enough about that. Have you both had occasion to speak to your parents?"
: Kria looked at Gorrik and grinned, things were gonna be funny.
: Grabbing a seat, Stoltz simply listens without speaking, interested in the conversation but having nothing to add to it at this point.
: Farain shook his head a bit. "I haven't gone home to talk to them yet, no. Still mad at my father."
: Kria looked at Farain. "Why?"
: Farain hesitated for a moment. "Being his typical self. Withholding
important information that he should have told me in the first place."
: Gail looks at Gorrik, chuckling. He reminds of Kaizl, alright... She then turns to Sorel, pausing before answering. "No, I'm afraid I haven't had the chance to."
: "Oooo. What like Farain?" She watched intently, gossip being a fun past time.
: Not that I've made much of an attempt to find the time..., she thinks, looking down at the table.
: Sorel frowns. "You should do so soon. Dam may have us leave today or tomorrow and we might not return until the mission is completed."
: "Hehehehe, yer quite the nosey li'l one aren' ye thar Kria." Gorrik chuckles.
"Never know, you might get a home cooked meal out of it, at least."
Kria casually flinked her hair out of her face as she turned to Gorrik. "If he didn't want asked about it then like, why would he have said?"
He chucked slightly. "Leading me on about the purpose of sending me to Hassan, for one."
"You should talk to your parents. They won't be around forever."
"Oh yeah, you were to deliver a letter. Well, if you don't want to come with us just give your pay to Dam and stay. Simple!"
Gail looks at Sorel, and seems about to say something before turning to Langston. "Maybe. Mom's cooking was always excellent."
He grinned. "Please let that be an invite?" Langston replied, eyes widened.
The centaur shrugged slightly. "I decided to stay. I already got a bit too deep into it and it wouldn't be right to leave just yet..."
Gail chuckles at Langston's reaction. "I'm sure she wouldn't mind."
DragonmasterDon1 (9:13:49 PM): "I don't wish to impose, but let's go ask as soon as possible!"
Kria blinked. "So why be mad when you're gonna go it anyway? Seems a waste of emotion. Or something. You could put that energy to better use! Like bangle collecting!"
He just kind of looked at Kria funnily. "Bangles...? No thanks. Besides, it may be a bit of a strange way of accomplishing what I set out to do, but in the end, it may fulfill the goal."
Perhaps I should stop having this ale... if I keep up at this pace I won't be able to tell what's what when the meeting starts...
"Hey, Gorrik, what are you drinking there?" *Ombligo floats close to the glass.*
"Well, seems like...pointless anger. Oh well!" She smiled brightly, humming to herself.
Gail backs off at Lang's insistence, surprised. "Perhaps later. It's still rather early, after all."
"Oh, i's some fine ale, bu' I think I've had my share o' it for today. Ye can finish my glass if ye wish." Gorrik slides his mug along the bar towards his squishy little pal.
*Ombligo pokes at the glass, sniffing it.* Ombligo: "I don't know...It smells funny."
Sorel's voice in tinged with warning. He looks over to Mahler. "Ombligo..."
"What is it, Sorel??" ((Sense Motive = 11))
Kria giggled. "Sorel, one lil glass never hurts! Trust me!"
"I don't think that would be wise," Gail says, moving the tankard away from the Magic Creature.
"Ombligo. I suggest you hold off."
"It's ale, Ombligo. It's not something I think you can handle."
"You think it might interfere with the storm I have inside of me?" *Ombligo giggles.*
"I think it might make you sick," Sorel says.
"Yeah, it doesn't smell appetizing...Why are you drinking stuff like that, Gorrik?"
"Yeah," Langston asked, taking a gulp of his own. "What're ya drinking it for?"
"Um, wow...drinking before a meeting. Let's get Dam drunk!" She giggled. "That'd be funny."
"Like yer one te ask me Langston, considerin' wha's in yer mug there... But I suppose one could say i's an aquired taste, and I've aquired a taste fer it."
He raised the glass in Gorrik's direction. "Cheers to that."
"I'd rather not. He seems plenty...impaired without its help," Gail comments bitterly.
"Or he'd get clearer. Like, drunken people say interesting things ya know."
"Then he could participate in philosophical debate with Sorel and the good doctor."
Gail shakes her head. "Interesting, yes, but people can say interesting things without the aid of alcohol." She then thinks back on what Mr. Dicem had said the past few days, particularly the Paseran incident. "Besides, considering what he's capable of saying now, I wouldn't want to see Mr. Dicem drunk."
Looking out the window, Farain sighed softly. "So, how much longer are we going to be here in Ribble? If our destinations is the ruins, then I don't think we'll stay much longer, will we?"
Gail turns to Farain, a frown appearing on her face. She then shakes her head, looking back to the table. "No, I don't think we will."
He sighed softly, moving around to get more comfortable. He finally conceded to the fact that he was tired of standing so he sat down, on the ground next to the table most of the people were gathered at. He placed his bow and quiver next to him, folding his arms across his chest. "You were there on the expedition, weren't you, Gail?"
"To the ruins?"
He nodded. "Yeah. What was that creature there like?"
Gail shook her head, a glare appearing on her face as she remembers. "It looked like...someone took the parts of various demons and stitched them together. It was a monster, if the word could have any true meaning."
"That sounds like that monster that I heard about."
"Yes, it was what we have been hearing about. I didn't think it would be that...strong, however."
Farain's gaze traveled to the floor. "Sounds horrific..."
Gail looks at Farain, watching his reaction, before shaking her head. "It is, but its existence is short-lived, now. The next time we face it, we will end it."
He nodded. "Strength is numbers, right?"
"We'll take it down!" *Ombligo says, excitedly.*
He chuckled a bit. "Of course. Maybe this time I'll be more true with my arrows."
"If there is something tormenting the citizens of this village, then you can count me in as well."
"There's one thing that worries me, though. What if there are more of the creatures?"
"Exactly," she says with a smile, before her look becomes cautious. "For something so large, it was quite adept at hiding. Everyone should keep their eyes open the next time we decide to enter."
The centaur nodded once again. "Is there something really important there or something?"
"It is believed," Sorel says, "That Max entered the ruin seeking to make use of an Ancient gateway to Granseal."
"It looked alone when we entered, but you're right, there could be more of them." Gail then nods at her friend's question. "I've heard it's an Ancient passageway that goes to Granseal."
[b]"Sounds like something out of a history book..."
"Though, if Max had to pass through the gateway, wouldn't he have encountered the creature?"
"I doubt Max would have had a problem bypassing it," Sorel says. "There is also the possibility that it is a... recent installation."
Gail's face turns serious, her brow furrowing. It was obvious she didn't like the thought. "You think they're that far ahead of us?"
"There is that kind of technology in the world or a path that goes that far?"
"You have heard the rumors," Sorel states, "Bedoe and Pacalon under siege. The temples of Tristan sealed. Rune in ruins. They are not ahead of us, they are everywhere."
"Apparently," Gail says, chuckling after a short while. "It's funny; we never knew about it, and we lived here most of our lives."
"Who is everywhere?"
Gail looks to Sorel, then looks to the table. "Right, I...had forgotten."
"The Devil Army and the cult."
Farain nodded. "Oh... Right."
Gail gets up, pushing her chair in as she does. "Excuse me, I remembered I still have something to do."
Farain looked up at Gail and smiled slightly. "Alright, then."
She returns the smile, nodding lightly before bowing to the rest of the group and departing the inn.

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:41 am
Following the meeting, Coventry leans on the wall of the tavern with a thoughtful frown. Sorel leaves the inn rapidly after the meeting, eyes searching the empty sky. The Doctor seems to take no special notice of the appearance of the druid, staring out at the town.
Kria looks at Sorel watching the sky and blinks. She notes Coventry nearby and sidles over to him. "Why is Sorel sky watching?"
Coventry glances at Kria for a moment with mild irritation, then shrugs, "Eh."
Tanis leaves the inn also, and takes a few steps outside, glancing around. Seeing Kria and the Doctor, he heads over. "Heya," he says.
The Doctor sighs and looks over to the catfolk, "Well hello." He smiles slightly, "Enjoying life in the expedition of terror?"
Tanis nods. "Maybe not enjoying potential terror, but I'm looking forward to the opportunity of using my abilities."
Coventry chuckles, "Well said..."
Tanis nods again, not really having much to say to that.
The Doctor rubs his chin, "Tell me, what would you do for someone abandoned by everyone who they loved?"
Kria frowns. "I'd give them a bangle."
"Ask them how I could help?" Tanis offered.
Sorel begins to pace, his face still upturned to the sky.
Coventry sighs, "I see..." He looks down at the ground, "What...if you were one of the people who abandoned them?"
Kria blinked. "I'd like, need to know more."
Tanis isn't sure how to answer this. "Uh...yes. I agree with what Kria said. It depends on the situation."
Coventry arches an eyebrow, "The situation..." He shrugs, "It's not important, I was just curious." He looks at Kria, "It's been awhile since we had a chat, puss. How's life?"
"Life is good. And Gilliam is trying to steal the ultimate bangle from me. But I won't let him. Hehehee..."
Coventry chuckles, "Gilliam? Steal? Perish the thought..."
"Oh I know..." She nods. "What have you been doing?"
"Destruction... Carnage... The usual." Coventry replies, "Though, I seem to be weaker than normal. Must be the influence of the cleric, else this whole expedition would be..." He waves his hands, "BOOM! GONE!"
Sorel starts at the doctor's outburst, and looks over to him.
"Like...yeah. Sure." She shakes her head.
Coventry shakes his head, "I have it on the authority of the Gods that I can destr..." He sighs, "Ah, nevermind... I'm not in the mood." He shrugs, "All I really want to do is chat with an angel."
Tanis smiles. "Where would you look for one?"
Coventry smiles, "That would the problem...now wouldn't it?" He frowns, then arches an eyebrow, glancing at Tanis, "I take it your interviews went well?"
Tanis nods. "They did actually. I mentioned it was your idea to Dicem. He said it was a good idea from you for once," he said with a grin.
Coventry smirks, "High praise but I'm still waiting on one from him."
Tanis considering this. "Is it you just don't like Dam? Or do think he hasn't proven himself as a leader yet?"
Coventry chuckles, "Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with eccentrics... In fact, I find some of his mannerisms to be rather...interesting in a leader." He shakes his head, "...but he's been clumsy on several occasions and he has yet to do anything that's impressed me."
"That's fair enough." Tanis says, "I'm not sure many people are yet impressed with him."
"Honestly, he's been a disappointment." The Doctor crosses his arms, "I can only hope that he proves himself during the next leg of our journey."
Tanis inclines his head in agreement. "Only time can tell I suppose."
"Only time..." Coventry adjusts his glasses, "Yes, well, in the meantime... Are you prepared for this fiend the others encountered?" He smiles, "My part is simple, yours more complex."
"I suppose I could say I'm prepared. All my spells are readily available. Though I'm not sure that's what you refer to."
"Intention... Yes, always intention..." Coventry sighs, "I'm certain that you'll do fine, I'm less confident about some of the others." He slowly stands, "I need to finish a few preparations myself."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:46 am
The group departs, heading for the temple with paseran and the passwall owner in tow. Two minutes from the shrine, Dicem stops the group to allow them time to buff sufficiently. He also hands Ombligo a pair of wands. "Orb of Acid and Orb of Sound; weak versions of the spell, I'm told, but as powerful as it's going to get in wand form,"
he said. "I expect these back when the battle's over, if any of the ten charges are left."
((Haste scrolls used; all but Arbeiten, Sorel, Ombligo and Morgan are hasted.
wands given to Ombligo.
Prot. from Evil cast on Dicem, Kayla, Gorrik, Graigus, Tenryu, Mahler, Langston, and Gail.
Lion's Charge on Graigus and Mahler.
Spikes on Graigus' staff.
Gail uses Bless on the party.
Sorel wildshapes into a hunting bat and casts Barkskin on himself, as well as Silvered Claws on Mahler, Cat's Grace on Dicem, Bear's Endurance on Kayla and Bull's Strength on Mahler and Graigus.))
The sun is just beginning to set, the dying light filtering through the treetops as you come once again to the steps of the temple.
"I see him. He's getting ready to attack. Get ready, I'm opening fire," Gilliam says as he fires a blast from his laser.
((== Init ==
Gilliam: 22
Overlord: 20
Graigus: 15
Dicem: 12 ))
"Right down to business. I like it," Langston adds, reaching for Broderbund.
"You heard the adamantine man; hit it with all you've got!" Dicem said. "And damnit, watch out for the reach!"

Posted by: Rusty Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:54 am
((Init: 21)) *Ombligo uses the Lesser Orb of Acid Wand, but the spell has absolutely no effect whatsoever on the Overlord.* : "I think this wand is defective..." *Ombligo says, shaking it.*

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:57 am
((Init 19)) Sorel ascends, out of reach of the creature. ((60' up))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:58 am
The Overlord slams into the midst of the group, where its oversized limbs can reach everyone with ease. Those limbs swiftly come crashing down on Gail and Gorrik. The dwarf manages to catches the blow on his shield, noting the jarring strength behind the attack. Gail manages to avoid the worst of the claw, but still gasps as her side is lightly cut into.
((Hit, Miss. 11 damage to Gail.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:58 am
*Mahler stands and simply waits for the Overlord to make a move. He interlocks his fingers and stretches out his arms. The sound is a pop like finger bones, only louder and more abrasively. When the Overlord comes down, Mahler would be ready.*
((Init: 21
Readied Action: Attack Overlord
Rolls:
1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 35
1d20 + 17 = 28
1d20 + 17 = 26
Damage
1d10 + 8 + 2 = 7 + 10 = 17
1d10 + 10 = 9 + 10 = 19
1d10 + 10 = 2 + 10 = 12))
*Mahler notes that his fists are meet a more elastic collision than normal upon striking the overlord. As a result, it seems far less phased by his attacks than he had expected.*

Posted by: Aldur Fri Jun 16, 2006 12:59 am
Kria giggled and stepped back a little from it, an eldritch blast erupting from her arm, the blast slamming into the creature hopefully. She pouts as it dodges. ((Ranged touch: 9+5 = 14. Miss.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:04 am
DragonmasterDon1: 12 + 6 Dex + 3 BAB + 1 Bless + 1 Haste + 2 Flanking = 25 Langston Sneak Attacks. Damage Roll Rapier : 2 Damage Roll Sneak Attack: 7 Langston misses anyway.
And obviously, being the only enemy there, Langston dodges to the Overlord to every turn.
Edit
Made aware that I get another attack with Haste, I propose a toast:
DragonmasterDon1 rolled 1 20-sided die: 16 + 6 Dex + 3 BAB + 1 Bless + 1 Haste + 2 Flanking = 29
Rapier Damage Roll: 1 + any damage buffs, all of which are probably eaten by DR.
Sneak Attack/Sacred Strike: 7 4 3 = 14

Posted by: Alpha Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:22 am
Seeing that the acid orb from the wand didn't do much, Tanis opted for a different one. [Cast Orb of Sound, Lesser Ranged touch: 1d20 + 5 (ranged) + 1 (bless) + 1 = 24 Damage: 3d6 + 4 (edge) = 13]

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:23 am
[Close Wounds as a Immediate Action] The very instant that the fiend lands its blow on the paladin, Coventry's hands move swiftly though the air and he quickly whispers a few words of power. The wounds begin to close almost at once. [Close Wounds: 2 + 5 = 7 : Gail]

Posted by: Nightmare Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:42 am
: "AHA! Now i's our turn te show ye wha' we can do fould beastie!" ((INITIATIVE: 3 + 1 = 4 ATTACK: Axe1: 11 + 6(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 3(Smite) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) = 11 + 19 = 30 Axe2: 10 + 6(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 3(Smite) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) = 10 + 19 = 29
Axe3: 10 + 1(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 3(Smite) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) = 10 + 14 = 24
DAMAGE:
Axe1: 7 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 5(Smite) + 1(Elation) = 7 + 11 = 18
Axe2: 2 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 5(Smite) + 1(Elation) = 2 + 11 = 13
Axe3: 1 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 5(Smite) + 1(Elation) = 1 + 11 = 12
Dodge on the overlord. And remember, the axe counts as good for DR purposes.))

Posted by: Tarethen Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:48 am
Farain, staying to the back and out of range of the beast, pulled forth arrows and released them. ((Due to haste and not moving: Arrow one: to Hit: 1d20 = 24 in total. Miss.
Second arrow
1d20: = 1(critial miss)
Damage for second arrow that happened to go after Langston.
No damage. It missed))
Farain cursed lightly as both of the arrows he shot didn't hit the monster.

Posted by: GE Silver Dragon Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:52 am
Stoltz raises his rifle before the creature can get in range to attack and fires off two shots. The beast may have forced them to flee the day before...but this time the tinker was determined to see what lay inside those ruins, and no monstrosity such as that which was before him would stop him. Unfortunatly, despite it's large size, the creature proves too quick for him this attempt, both bullets coming close but not close enough to hit their mark.
((Init: 19 + 2 = 21
Attack 1: 8(d20) + 4(BAB) + 5(AP) + 2(DEX) + 1(Weap) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) = 22, miss
Attack 2: 10 + 4 + 5 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 24, miss))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jun 16, 2006 2:09 am
Dicem lashes out with his daggers, aiming angry blows at the creature who nearly killed him the day before. "Coventry, Arbeiten, get those buffs up now!" ((Haste Attack: 1d20 +4 (bab) +6 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 34
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +1 (str) +2d6 (sneak) = 10
Attack1: 1d20 +4 (bab) +6 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 34
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +1 (str) +2d6 (sneak) = 12
Attack2: 1d20 +4 (bab) +6 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 19))
Even a monkey can fell an elephant, Graigus reminded himself, swinging his staff hard.
((Haste Attack: 1d20 +2 (bab) +5 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) = 21
FoB Attack1: 1d20 +2 (bab) +5 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) = 28
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +5 (str) = 19
FoB Attack2: 1d20 +2 (bab) +5 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) = 28
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +5 (str) = 17
Arbeiten should cast Prayer, while Coventry should cast Elation.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Jun 16, 2006 2:10 am
[Defensive Casting - Autopass] [Init: 1 + 4 = 5] Coventry lifts the rod at his belt and speaks words of power. As he weaves magic symbols in the air, the joy of life surges in the hearts of his allies and they are inspired to greater feats. [Extended Elation: +2STR/DEX, +5 Movement : 14 Rounds]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Fri Jun 16, 2006 3:39 am
(( Taking Tenryu's action... Init: 1d20 +1 (dex) = 4 Haste Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) = 36 Damage: 1d10 + 11 (2-hnd str) = 15 Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) = 28
Damage: 1d10 + 11 (2-hnd str) = 15))

Posted by: Cyrus Fri Jun 16, 2006 9:27 am
Gail, invigorated by the doctor's spells, raises her shield as she lashes out at the abomination. However, the devil's strike left her offbalanced, both swings going wildly off their mark. [Init: 1d20(2)+1(Dex)=3. Attack 1: 1d20(3)+5(BAB)+3(Str)+1(Weapon)+1(Bless)+1(Prayer)+1(Haste)+2(Flank)-2(Defensive Fighting)=Not happening.
Attack 2: 1d20(5)+above=above.
Eyup.]

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jun 16, 2006 11:51 am
The bat scrabbles at the air with its claws, before beating its wings, spontaneously generating a massive burst of sand to fly into the creature's face. ((Blast of Sand. 32 untyped Damage, REF DC 20 for half))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jun 16, 2006 11:47 pm
((Quickly done, due to time.)) The Overlord reels back from the numerous blows it had taken even as Gilliam's chaingun chatters to life, bullets ripping into the abomination's hide. The monster roars in outrage, clawing at Gorrik and Gail again, then at Morgan as the mage hastily tries to cast a spell.
((Hit, Miss, Miss, Upgraded Critical Miss! 22 damage to Gorrik. AoO: Hit. 22 damage to Morgan.))
During its vicious attack, one of the seamed arms of the creature comes loose and rips free of its moorings, the monster left with an exposed stump of bone where its left arm was.
((Lost arm.))

Posted by: Alpha Sat Jun 17, 2006 12:07 am
Tanis goes into casting once more, this time calling up an orb of acid instead. However, things don't quite go to plan. [Cast Orb of Acid, lesser Ranged touch: 1d20 + 5 (ranged) + 4 (buffs) = 1... Critical Miss Confirm: 1d20 + 9 = 21
Normal miss]
: "I've...I've never missed before..." he says, shocked at his failure.

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Jun 17, 2006 12:44 am
: Alright, you walking jumbled mass of garbage. You're not injuring another one of us on my watch. Mahler's gotcha! *With a powerfully launched punch, Mahler's fist flashes a yellow light. It slams into the Overlord and discharges into its body. Mahler then follows up with two more lightning fast punches thanks to the haste spell, proceeding to completely pummel the Overlord. Mahler only hoped it would be into submission.*
((Full Attack with PA 4.
Smite: 1d20 + 13 + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Bull's Strenth) + 1 (prayer) + 2 (Flank) - 4 + 1 (smite) = 15 + 17 = 32
Slam 2: 1d20 + 16 = 17 + 16 = 33
Slam 3: 1d20 + 16 = 17 + 16 = 33
Damage
1d10 + 8 + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Prayer) + 2 (Bull's Strength) + 4 (Power Attack) + 4 (smite) = 6 + 20 = 26 damage.
1d10 + 12 = 8 + 16 = 24 damage.
1d10 + 12 = 6 + 16 = 22 damage.
42 damage after DR, unless smite changes anything))

Posted by: GE Silver Dragon Sat Jun 17, 2006 12:44 am
Stoltz frowns as the creature shows it's rather impressive jumping ability by getting behind the front line of the group in a single leap, and takes a few steps back to avoid being struck by it's vicious claws. Raising his rifle once again, he snaps off a couple more shots, this time managing to hit on the first try but the second again going wide. His frown turns into a grimace, however, when he sees the shot that did hit barely even had an effect on the patchwork beast. This may prove more challenging than I had anticipated...
((5' step back to escape the Overlord's reach and avoid AoO
Attack: Nat 20 = Critical Hit Threat
Confirm: 3 + 4(BAB) + 5(AP) + 2(DEX) + 1(Weap) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 1(Elation) + 1(Prayer) = 19, normal hit
Damage: 12 (4d6+1) + 1(Weap) + 1(Prayer) - 1(Silver) = 13 damage, 3 after the Overlord's healthy DR.
Haste: 4 + 4 + 5 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 20, miss))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Jun 17, 2006 12:51 am
"Really sucks to be you," Dicem taunted, jamming his daggers into the Overlord's hide again and again. ((Haste Attack: 1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = Crit threat Confirm: Natural 1 on the roll. regular hit
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) +2d6 (sneak) = 16
1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 28
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) +2d6 (sneak) = 14
1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 27
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) +2d6 (sneak) = 11))
Graigus' staff was a wooden blur, spinning so fas that the middle attack went wide. I must calm myself and focus on the task at hand, he reminded himself.
((Haste Attack: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 32
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +6 (str) +1 (prayer) = 18
FoB Attack1: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 20.
FoB Attack2: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 30
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +6 (str) +1 (prayer) = 19))
Tenryu's blade also rips into the beast, rending flesh wth ease.
((Haste Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) +1 (prayer) -5 (pa) = 28
Damage: 1d10 + 11 (2-hnd str) +10 (pa) +1 = 30
Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) +1 (prayer) -5 (pa) = 26
Damage: 1d10 + 11 (2-hnd str) +10 (pa) +1 = 24))

Posted by: Aldur Sat Jun 17, 2006 2:45 am
Kria curses as her last attempt to kill the creature fails and then nods, aiming carefully to try to hit it. (( Ranged touch: Crit. Confirming... 9+6+1+1+2 = 19 Ranged touch. If confirmed... 10x2 = 20. Otherwise just 10 damage.))

Posted by: Nightmare Sat Jun 17, 2006 3:15 am
: "It'll take more than tha' te stop this dwarf!" Gorrik exclaims as his axe hacks away at the overlord again. ((ATTACK: Axe1: 19 + 6(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 3(Smite) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) - 2(PA) = 19 + 17 = 36 Axe2: 15 + 6(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) - 2(PA) = 15 + 14 = 29
Axe3: 6 + 1(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) - 2(PA) = 6 + 9 = 15
DAMAGE:
Axe1: 7 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 5(Smite) + 1(Elation) = 9 + 11 = 20
Axe2: 2 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Elation) = 7 + 6 = 13
Axe3: 1 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Elation) = 1 + 6 = 7
Dodge on the overlord, meaning AC 26. And remember, the axe counts as good for DR purposes.))

Posted by: Cyrus Sat Jun 17, 2006 3:50 am
Gail's luck is far less than that of her companions, her blade nearing slipping out of her grasp as she strikes. However, she quickly readjusts her grip, bringing the blade up to catch the beast in the side. The result could be called a scrape, at best. Focus, she chided herself. This thing will kill you if you let it.
[Smite on the Overlord.
Attack 1 = 1d20(1).
Confirming critical failure...
Confirm = 1d20(10)+5(BAB)+3(Str)+6(Smite)+1(weapon)+1(Bless)+1(Prayer)+1(Haste)+2(flank)-2(Defense)=28.
Miss confirmed.
Attack 2= 1d20(19).
Confirming critical hit...
Confirm = 1d20(2)+5(BAB)+3(Str)+6(Smite)+1(weapon)+1(Bless)+1(Prayer)+1(Haste)+2(flank)-2(Defense)=20.
Normal hit. Calculating damage...
Damage = 1d10(3)+3(Str)+5(smite)+1(Weapon)-1(Silver)=11-10(DR)=1.
Conclusion: Son of a...]

Posted by: Kaihaku Sat Jun 17, 2006 4:17 am
Coventry blinks as the patchwork fiend lashes out, then chuckles as his allies begin their assault, "What a horrid power, it seems to be bringing out the worst lines in everyone." He glances at those who have yet to speak, "Guard yourself less you fall victim to it..."
[Tumble: 13 + 16 = 29]
Suddenly, the Doctor launches himself into a roll and comes back to his feet at the side of Morgan. A wide grin is on his face as he weaves magic in the air and speaks words of power, then taps the wizard on the shoulder.
[Defensive Casting: Auto-pass]
[Cure Serious Wounds: 1 + 7 + 2 + 8 = 19 : Morgan]
Then, he looks out determinedly, "We need to raise our defenses before it strikes again! Quick! A silence spell... ear plugs... Anything!"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sat Jun 17, 2006 4:26 pm
((Ok, so Kayla gets these bonuses... * 20 extra hit points for how many hours? It doesn't matter, it's long enough [Bear's Endurance] * +2 AC against evil creatures, and +2 on saves against evil creatures' attacks [Protection from Evil] * 1 extra attack, +1 bonus on attack rolls, +1 bonus to AC and reflex saves [Haste]
* +1 bonus on attack rolls and saves against fear [Bless]
* +2 Strength, +2 Dexterity, and an extra 5 feet of movement [Elation]
* +1 bonus on most rolls [Prayer]
I believe my AC against this mofo is 25))
Kayla finally decides to strike, cutting into the Overlord twice with her twin blades.
|Attack 1: [1d20] 13 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) - 2 (TWF) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) = 27. Hit
Damage: [1d6] 4 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) + [3d6] 15 (Sneak Attack) + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Prayer) = 23
Attack 2: [1d20] 2 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) - 2 (TWF) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) = 16. Miss
Attack 3: [1d20] 12 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) - 2 (TWF) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) = 26. Hit
Damage: [1d6] 5 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) + [3d6] 12 (Sneak Attack) + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Prayer) = 21
Total Damage (Before DR) = 44

Posted by: Rusty Sat Jun 17, 2006 9:57 pm
((Using Wand of Lesser Orb of Sound. Rolled a natural 3. Missed.)) : "I'm not used to these things!" *Ombligo, though able to use the wand, finds himself a bit clumsy with it. He would almost always rely solely on his own magic than the magic of a wand, and thus was out of practice.*

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Sat Jun 17, 2006 10:18 pm
Langston lashed forward again, his reflexes continuing to feel sharper than usual. ((Attack Roll: 20 Confirmation: 8 + 3 (BAB) + 7 (DEX) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Prayer) + 2 (Flank) = 22 Rapier Damage: 4 + 1 (Str) + 9 (Sneak Attack) = 14 (Sacred Strike'd)
Attack Roll: 10 (If the Confirmation didn't pass by 4, this obviously doesn't pass either, not that it matters since I'm reassured this thing probably can't be critical'd anyway).
Rapier: 2 + 1 (Str) + 15 (Sneak Attack) = 18 (Sacred Strike'd)
Dodge to the Overlord, plus Prot. From Evil, plus whatever else. ))

Posted by: Tarethen Sat Jun 17, 2006 11:09 pm
Farain, feeling slightly upset that his last two arrows completely missed, tried once more. I won't be shaken. I need to stay focused. Staying where he was and taking in a deep breath, he pulled an arrow from his quiver, shooting at the beast.
((Finally AIM obeyed:
To hit:
1d20:
15 +4(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(elation) + 1(prayer) +1 (Bless) +1(haste)= 29 Hit.
Damage:
2d6: 6 + 2 + 6(str) + 1(magic) +1(elation) + 1(prayer) = 17 (I guess 7 after DR.)
Second arrow:
1d20:
12 +4(Bab) + 6(dex) +1 (elation) + 1 (prayer) + 1 (Bless) +1(haste) = 26 Hit.
Damage:
2d6: 4 + 5 +6(str) + 1(magic) + 1(elation) + 1(prayer) = 18 (8 after DR, I guess.)
))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jun 18, 2006 4:49 am
Mahler's powerful fists slam into the abomination, a distinct crack being heard from the beast's ribs. Meanwhile, Stoltz's bullet has little effect, striking the head, but not being able to pierce the creature's thick skull. Dam's attacks open up a number of slashes in the Overlord's hide that begin to slowly close themselves in front of his horrified eyes. Then a moment later, it hits him, even as Bozak's attacks cleave deeply into the beast and Graigus pulps what looks like a malformed, useless wing jutting from the creature's back. His precision attacks, so effective on the devils before, seemed to have no effect on this being before him...
Kria's blast strikes the Overlord directly in the head, breaching the skull and exposing some brain matter. But the creature seems unfazed...
Gorrik's mighty axe chops into the thigh of the monster, causing it to howl as his blade sears away some of its corrupted flesh. Kayla notes that her attacks fail to damage the beast, despite striking the place where a normal humanoid's heart would be.
However, Langston's strikes, charged with sacred energy, deal as much damage as they would against a normal foe, puzzling the mercenaries.
Farain's two arrows thud into the abomination's hide and stay there, protruding like branches from a tree.
Morgan stands there, looking at the beast with horror.
The beast, in turn, lashes out at Coventry, tearing off a hunk of his flesh with ease, though his second swipe misses.
((Hit, Miss. 21 damage.))
A burst of fire from Gilliam doesn't even faze the monster, the bullets not piercing the hide of the creature.
Next turn!

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 18, 2006 4:57 am
Another blast of sand grates into the abomination's protruding stump at the druid's command. ((Blast of Sand cast REF DC 20 passed. 16 damage))

Posted by: Rusty Sun Jun 18, 2006 5:09 am
((Using Wand of Lesser Orb of Sound again... Roll to hit: 6 + 3 (BAB) + 3 (DEX w/Elation) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Bless) + 2 (Feat) + 1 (Size) = 17. Hit! Damage: 4 + 6 + 1 = 11.)) *Finally getting a little more used to it, Ombligo manages to hit the abomination with a blast of sound from the wand. Ombligo bubbles with excitement as he sees the spell hit its mark.*
: "Yeah, I got it!"
((Current AC: 18))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jun 18, 2006 5:33 am
"It's got regeneration," Dicem growled, displeased. "Someone start blessing weapons - the holy ones are the only ones doing real damage!" (((Haste Attack: 1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 20
1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 30
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) +2d6 (sneak) = 17
1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 29
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) +2d6 (sneak) = 16))
The dwarf makes an attack, but the weapon glances off the Overlord's armored form to no effect. Angered, he continued the assault.
"Monkey breaks the tree!" Graigus yelled, leaping into the air. His first swing, a rising thrust, connected with it's chin, shattering the jaw. Then, using his momentum, he focused the downward blow into a hit that caved in it's skull like so much cheap pottery. He was shocked, however, to find that it somehow stood after the vicious assault.
((Jump: 1d20 +5 (ranks) +2 (syn) +5 (str) = 20
Haste Attack: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 22
FoB Attack1: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = Crit Threat
Confirm: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 27. Crit confirmed.
Damage: [1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +6 (str) +1 (prayer)] x2 (crit) = 34, 17 if no crit
FoB Attack2: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = Crit Threat
Confirm: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = Upgraded Crit Threat
Confirm: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 28. Upgraded Crit confirmed.
Damage: [1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +6 (str) +1 (prayer)]x3 (upgraded crit) = 63, 21 if no crit))
Tenryu swings harder than usual, but misses.
((Haste Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) +1 (prayer) -5 (pa) = 23
Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) +1 (prayer) -5 (pa) = 22))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Jun 18, 2006 7:09 am
: This isn't working. I'll get back to sending you back to the pit from which you came in a minute. *Taking a break, Mahler takes a defensive posture, then circles his arms around. He slams his fists together, and they begin to glow again for a short period of time. While the light dissipates, a careful onlooker might notice a faint, pulsating glow emmanating from them.*
((Defensive Casting: 1d20 + 5 = 16 + 5 = 21, pass.
Mahler casts Bless Weapon on himself.
Mahler goes on the defensive))

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Jun 18, 2006 7:25 am
: "Keep it up everyone, we'll get this thin' down before ye know i'." ((ATTACK: Axe1: 3 + 6(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) - 2(PA) = 3 + 14 = 17 Axe2: 11 + 6(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) - 2(PA) = + 14 =
Axe3: 19 + 1(BAB) +4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 2(Flank) + 1(Elation) - 2(PA) = 19 + 9 = 28
DAMAGE:
Axe3: 2 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Elation) + 2(PA) = 2 + 8 = 10
Dodge on the overlord, meaning AC 26. And remember, the axe counts as good for DR purposes.))

Posted by: GE Silver Dragon Sun Jun 18, 2006 8:14 am
((Kno (Tactics): 12 + 8 + 1 = 21)) Noting all the normally fatal blows his companions were dealing to the patchwork monster were doing little to phase the creature, Stoltz's expression is not one of confusion like most but rather one of clarity as he assesses the situation and calls out to the others while he readies his rifle to continue his attack.
"Don't waste effort aiming at the monster's vital organs! Such methods won't have any effect! Just strike wherever you can."
((Translation: The Overlord is impervious to all extra damage from critical hits and sneak attacks.
Attack: 6 + 4(BAB) + 5(AP) + 2(DEX) + 1(Weap) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 1(Elation) + 1(Prayer) = 22, miss
Haste Attack: 17 + above = 33, hit
Haste Damage: 15(4d6+1) + 1(Weap) + 1(Prayer) - 1(Silver) - 10(DR) = 6 damage))

Posted by: Alpha Sun Jun 18, 2006 10:24 am
Tanis falls into casting once more, this time using the lesser sound orb again. For the second time in a row though, he misses. [Ranged touch: 1d20 + 2 (bab) + 4 (dex) + 1 (haste) + 1 (bless) + 1 (prayer) = 15...miss...one off :[ That's the 3rd natural 6 AIM has given...]
Upon seeing that his spell missed again, Tanis curses softly. Then he says, "I must be losing my touch..."

Posted by: Aldur Sun Jun 18, 2006 12:28 pm
Kria gasps, stepping back a bit further, wondering what she could do. There only seemed two options. And no one wanted to run away so that was it. She'd have to slay the monster. "Like! Everyone! Hit it harder!" She then fires off another eldritch blast at the Overlord, wondering what sort of creature it was.
((Ranged touch:
17+3+5+1+1+1 = 28. Hit.
Damage: 3+2+6+1 = 12 damage to the Overlord.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sun Jun 18, 2006 12:35 pm
Coventry does not cry out as the fiendish claws tear into his flesh, instead he rolls backwards with the force of the blow. Nimbly avoiding slamming into allies, he comes back to his feet a good distance from the others, where he begins weaving magic in the air and whispering words of power.
[Tumble: 9 + 15 = 24 : 20 ft Back]
[Defensive Casting : Auto-pass]
[Healing Kicker: Sanctuary : 21 Will Save to Attack]
[Cure Serious Wounds: 4 + 8 + 3 + 8 = 23]
As healing energy surges through the Doctor, his wounds close and a strange aura surrounds him, warding off attack. Taking in a deep breath, he chuckles lowly, "I can tell just how deeply concerned all of you are, so I'll assure you that I'm fine."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Sun Jun 18, 2006 3:57 pm

QUOTE (GE Silver Dragon @ Sun Jun 18, 2006 3:14 am)
Translation: The Overlord is impervious to all extra damage from critical hits and sneak attacks.

((F**k. I might as well not even attack, since Kayla cannot do damage to it. Her max amount of damage is 12 without her sneak attacks [which she relies on VERY heavily], and it probably has DR. So no whining if I don't do anything))
Kayla narrows her eyes and shouts at Kria.
"I'm trying my best god damn it!!!"
((In the mood she's in, that was totally justified ))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jun 18, 2006 5:29 pm
"Kria, no commentary if it won't help," Dicem snapped. "Kayla, keep attacking; something is better than nothing." ((If no other action is taken, Arby will cast Align Weapon [good] on one of Kayla's kukris. Because he took no action last round, he also cast Align Weapon on one of Dam's daggers last round. That should leave him with another level 2 spell, plus domain.
As such, at least two out of three hits from both rogues hits for good damage. Dicem's first normal hit does so for 10 good damage; his second does so for only 8 regular.))

Posted by: Aldur Sun Jun 18, 2006 5:35 pm
"Shaddap and keep smacking!" Kria watched her blast sink heavily into the beast as she mentally chided herself. Like...Not the time! He deserved it.

Posted by: Tarethen Sun Jun 18, 2006 11:29 pm
The centaur grinned trumphantly from where he stood. "Finally. I'm starting to get the hang of things." With that, he released another arrow. ((To Hit, while staying where I am: 1D20: 20 + 4(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(prayer) + 1(haste) + 1(elation) + 1(bless) = 34 Hit.
Second arrow:
1D20:
8 +4(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(prayer) + 1(haste) +1(elation) + 1(bless) = 22. Miss.
Damage:
2d6:
5 + 6 + 6(str) + 1(magic) + 1(elation) + 1(prayer) = 20. ))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Mon Jun 19, 2006 12:36 am
"If I might say so (and I do), evil has no place here..." Langston struck forward again carefully and urgently. The beast made his stomach churn, and it could no longer be allowed to wreak it's evil havoc so far as he could help it. ((Attack 1: To Hit: 20
Rapier: 2 + 1 = 3
Sacred Sneak: 12
Attack 2: To Hit: 14 + 3 (bab) + 7 (dex) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 29
Rapier: 5+1 = 6
Sacred Sneak: 15
Dodge to Overlord, Protection from Evil, etc, etc, etc))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:43 am
The Orb of Sound strikes the monster, and causes it to growl in irritation as Graigus finishes smashing off the head of the beast. A sickening squelch is heard as the monster's flesh shifts around and a new head juts from the creature's torso now. It roars in defiance even as Dam's daggers slice into it and Gorrik's axe scrapes its side. Langston's rapier slips into it once more as Farain's arrow thuds into its ribs. Then a hail of bullets blows off a hunk of its shin as Gilliam fires another burst.
((Gilliam attacks! Burst Fire! Hit! 16 damage on the Overlord!
Overlord attacks! Hit! Miss! 15 damage to Langston.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:56 am
: Alright, let's see how you like THIS! *Mahler lashes out with a barrage of fists. His first 2 impact solidly, while his third is thrown off by the constant shifting of this strange, horrible creature's anatomy.* ((Full Attack with PA 5. Slam 1: 1d20 + 13 + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Elation) + 2 (Bull's Strenth) + 1 (prayer) + 2 (Flank) - 5 = 12 + 15 = 27
Slam 2: 1d20 + 15 = 17 + 15 = 32
Slam 3: 1d20 + 15 = 2 + 15 = 17
Damage
1d10 + 8 + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Prayer) + 2 (Bull's Strength) + 5 (Power Attack) = 7 + 17 = 24 damage.
1d10 + 12 = 8 + 17 = 25 damage.
Bless Weapon in effect))

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:01 am
((Using Wand of Lesser Orb of Sound again... Roll to hit: 4 + 3 (BAB) + 3 (DEX w/Elation) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Bless) + 4 (Feat) + 1 (Size) = 17. Hit! Damage: 2 + 5 + 3 = 10.)) *Ombligo shoots another blast of sound at the Overlord, getting more excited with each hit.*
((Current AC: 18))

Posted by: Nightmare Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:01 am
Gorrik continues to hack away at the fleshy mass. ((ATTACK: Axe1: 2 + 14 = 16 Axe2: 20 = autohit Axe3: 9 + 9 = 18
DAMAGE:
Axe2: 6 + 4(STR) + 1(Axe) + 1(Elation) + 2(PA) = 6 + 8 = 14
Dodge on the overlord, meaning AC 26. And remember, the axe counts as good for DR purposes.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:05 am
Kayla strikes again three times, but she loses her focus and only manages to hit the Overlord once. However, it does a little more damage than it did before. |Attack 1: [1d20] 4 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) - 2 (TWF) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) = 18. Miss
Attack 2: [1d20] 14 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) - 2 (TWF) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) = 28. Hit
Damage: [1d6] 6 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Prayer) - 5 (DR) = 5
Attack 3: [1d20] 9 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) - 2 (TWF) + 2 (Flank) + 1 (Haste) + 1 (Bless) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (Elation) = 23. Miss
Ha ha, I suck |

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:54 am
"Like, What the heck is this freaky thing! That's it! I'm gonna make it hurt!" Kria hissed at the Creature, calling forth the baleful dark energies to assist her in smiting down her foe. Her arm pointed at the beast she strikes it. Again. Ranged touch: Nat 18. Hit.
Damage: 1+5+6 = 12.

Posted by: Alpha Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:21 am
Tanis goes into casting once more, using the same spell again. This time, his aim is true and the spell hits. Ranged touch: 1d20 + 9 = 21 Damage = 3d6 + 4 = 14

Posted by: GE Silver Dragon Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:45 am
Stoltz fires twice more, refusing to relent despite the continued ineffectiveness of his bullets against the tough hide of the hideous monster. ((Attack: 5(d20) + 4(BAB) + 5(AP) + 2(DEX) + 1(Weap) + 1(Bless) + 1(Haste) + 1(Elation) + 1(Prayer) = 21, miss
Haste Attack: 10 + above = 26, hit
Haste Damage: 11(4d6+1) + 1(Weap) + 1(Prayer) - 1(Silver) - 10(DR) = 2 damage))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:54 am
Dicem continues to hit again and again, despite the fact his blows are less than effective. (((Haste Attack: 1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 28 Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) = 6
Attack 1: 1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 35
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) = 7
Attack 2: 1d20 +4 (bab) +7 (dex) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) -2 (twf) = 32
Damage: 1d6 (wpn) +2 (str) +1 (prayer) = 5))
Graigus does the same, convinced that it's almost down to it's last bit of strength.
((Haste Attack: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 27
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +6 (str) +1 (prayer) = 21
FoB Attack1: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 30
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +6 (str) +1 (prayer) = 19
FoB Attack2: 1d20 +2 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (wpn focus) +2 (spikes) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 32
Damage: 1d6 +1 (wpn) +7 (spikes) +6 (str) +1 (prayer) = 18))
The dragonman's powerful blows once more rip apart the Overlord.
((Haste Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) +1 (prayer) -5 (pa) = 28
Damage: 1d10 + 11 (2-hnd str) +10 (pa) +1 = 26
Attack: 1d20 + 4 (bab) +9 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +2 (flank) +1 (prayer) -5 (pa) = 30
Damage: 1d10 + 11 (2-hnd str) +10 (pa) +1 = 28
Also, if Arbeiten takes no other action, he'll use his last lvl. 2 spell to cast Align Weapon on Stoltz's ammo.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Tue Jun 20, 2006 11:32 am
[Tumble: 7 + 15 = 22] The Doctor rolls back into the midst of the fray, speaking words of power and weaving magical symbols in the air. [Defensive Casting : Auto-pass] [Cure Moderate Wounds: 7 + 8 + 8 = 23 : Langston] He reaches out and touches Langston lightly, healing energy surging through the acrobat.

Posted by: Tarethen Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:51 am
Each of the centaurs arrows that struck the creature stuck out like badges. With hardly another thought, he prepared to add more. ((To hit: I don't even know why I'm adding these. Both misses. 1D20: 9 + 4(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(prayer) +1 (elation) + 1(haste) + 1(bless) = 23. Miss.
ID20: 6 +4(bab) + 6(dex) + 1(prayer) + 1(elation) + 1(haste) + 1(bless) = 20. Miss.
Luck is not with me tonight.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:52 am
((Attack 1: Whiff, Rolled 4 Attack 2: 19 + 3 (bab) + 7 (dex) +1 (haste) +1 (bless) +1 (prayer) +2 (flank) = 34 Rapier: 5 + 1 (Temporary Str) Sneak: 17 Continued Dodge to the Overlord))
And suddenly the Overlord struck him, sending the rat nearly head over heels with raw power. Surprised, Langston maintained his balance and shook off the strike as best as he was able. Still under the benefit of magic, he struck quickly, unable to focus in time to land the first of his strikes as it slashed harmlessly off the Overlord's skin, but the second strike connected.
"Thanks Doc," Langston spoke, feeling Doctor Coventry's treatment wash over him. And to the Overlord, he merely asked "What'd I do? I'm just the guy from the circus right? Nothing to see here."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:10 am
Mahler's powerful fists batter the Overlord's mauled ribcage until it shatters, the creature roaring in pain... and fear, at last. Some of its wounds close, but Ombligo's spell tears them right open again as Gorrik's axe slices off a few clawed fingers from the beast's remaining arm.
Dam's slices, Tanis' spells, Kria's blast... All slam into the beast, which begins to stagger around, dazed.
Whirling his enchanted staff around, Graigus is the last thing the Overlord sees as its body is battered to nonfunctioning by the drink-downing, demon-destroying, dice-damning dwarf.
Victory!
800 XP for all!
http://www.shinola.radh.com/guest/Vox/22%20-%20ShrineSF2.mp3
The shrine door stands imposing, somehow pristine and untouched amidst the splattered blood staining its stones. Petrographs line the door and walls, and an odd calm permeates the place, the sun shining against the tan stone. Paseran walks forward, confidently. He stops before the stone door and utters a long string of nonsensical words that somehow convey great power. White letters flare in the air before him and vanish, then the door simply vanishes with a loud "thunk".
"That's my job. I believe I'll be leaving now. Good luck in your travels," Paseran says as he turns to leave.
"Er... Guess I'm sticking around for a bit..." the adventurer with the wand says nervously.
The doorway to the ruins yawns open, inviting you to enter...

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:15 am
Sorel peers down at the remains of the abomination. : "Redundant organs," he says after a moment's study of the creature's exposed viscera. "Duplicated vitals would render it immune to most severe wounds." He pulls a bitter smile. "Not that it matters now."
The old man also notes a tattoo on the creature's shoulder.
: "Look there. This creature is branded with an 'I'."

Posted by: Rusty Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:55 am
*Ombligo examines the tattoo closely.* ((Know Arcana: 22 on the tattoo)) : "No, it's not an 'I', Sorel. It's a 'one'. I've seen things written like this before a few times, and 'I' wouldn't make any sense."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jun 21, 2006 5:14 am
Sorel frowns. : "One? One of what? Are there more, is it the first of a series?" He sighs. "I as a numeral makes more sense, but its implications are worrisome."

Posted by: Rusty Wed Jun 21, 2006 5:26 am
: "I don't know, but it certainly looks that way..." *Ombligo trails off, a bit worried himself. How many more of these things will we have to fight, then?* ((Ombligo can be promoted to the a fighting class. Ombligo can be promoted to STMC. Do you accept? [Yes]
Level up!
Ombligo gains:
6 HP
1 skill rank in: Knowledge (Arcana), Listen, Concentration, Spellcraft, and Profession (Gambler)
+2 to FORT and REF saves
The extraordinary ability Storm Spell Power
The supernatural ability Thunderclap
Picture to come later.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:01 am
((RP XP: Sorel: 450 Coventry: 250 Tanis: 300 Farain: 250
Kayla: 200
Ombligo: 400
Mahler: 150
Gorrik: 250
Dam: 250
Gail: 300
Stoltz: 50
Kria: 300
Langston: 150
Graigus: 200
Taklinn: 50
))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:48 am
Tanis become Warmage level 6! HP +8 (woo!) +1 skill rank in: Concentration, Intimidate, Knowledge (Arcana), Profession (Gambler), Spellcraft +1 BAB +1 to Fort, +1 to Reflex, +1 to Will
Learned the feat Sudden Empower!
Advanced learning
Level 2: Blast of Force, Rainbow Beam, Ray of Ice, Slapping Hand, Bigby's Striking Fist
Level 3: Chain Missile, Rainbow Blast, Soundlance
Tanis learnt all level 3 warmage spells: Level 3 warmage spells: Fire shield, Fireball, Flame Arrow, Gust of Wind, Ice Storm, Lightning Bolt, Poison, Ring of Blades, Sleet Storm, Stinking Cloud
Spells per day
0/1 /2 /3
6/6(+2)/5(+2)/3(+2)

Posted by: Aldur Wed Jun 21, 2006 1:31 pm
Kria becomes Warlock level 6! Hp+8 ;-; I wanted 10. BAB+1! +2 Skill ranks in UMD. +2 Skill ranks in Concentration. +1 to Fort, Reflex and Will.
Learnt the feat Extra Invocation!
Kria learnt Fell Flight!
Kria learnt Voracious Dispelling!
Kria forgets Devil's Sight to learn See the Unseen.
**
Kria punched a fist in the air and laughed to herself.
"Yay! We got it!"

Posted by: Nightmare Wed Jun 21, 2006 3:05 pm
: Gorrik gained a level! HP + 16! FORT + 1! BAB + 1! Gorrik gained the feat Improved Toughness!
+ 1 skill rank in Diplomacy and Ride!

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:02 pm
((Marine, did you also factor in the experience from the seven who encountered the Overlord before?)) "We don't have anything yet," Dam said, looking over the body as carefully as he could, taking out a notebook while he scribbled notes on everything he could make out from the Overlord, down to the texture of it's skin. "If Sorel and Ombligo are right, we should assume we're going to fight this thing again. Probably more than one at a time, as well. And maybe even a stronger version, if you can believe that." Putting the book, away, he nodded as Paseran left and shook his head at the passwand holder.
"We're ready for whatever might be inside; don't worry." Then, turning to others, he said "Someone start a fire, burn what's left of that thing. Dead or not, I don't want to risk it getting up and coming after us later."
Graigus was silent, looking at the Overlord's body and the spot where his staff had dealt the finishing blow. Then, he turned to Sorel and shook his head in disbelief.
"Thank you, Sorel... I don't think I would have been of any use if it wasn't for your enchantment."
((So here's the skinny...
Someone up there has one hell of a sense of humor.
Yesterday, our phone was turned off for no apparent reason, meaning that I can't use the PC to log on to the internet. Later, after draining my laptop's battery (as I do every so often) I find that it's not charging.
Again.
Less than a week after it was fixed.
So I don't have access to any of the CW3 files, including the total in the group fund (which is around 30k) and the amount of XP each character has exactly. I'd still appreciate it if you would PM me your stat sheets for reference - that way I can add it later when both my laptop and my PC are once more internet worthy.
Oh, yeah... Dell and Verizon can kiss my ass right about now.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:12 pm
Do you want to promote Kayla to A fighting class? {Yes} {No} Kayla has been promoted to Assassin! Kayla's level-up: + Kayla gains a level in Assassin
+ HP increases by 6 (3 rolled + 3 CON)
+ Base reflex save increases by 2
+ Bluff, Disable Device, Escape Artist, Jump, Move Silently, Open Lock, and Tumble get 1 rank each
+ Sneak attack +4d6
+ Death Attack
+ Poison Use
+ Spells
+ Dodge feat
+ 1st Level spells: Critical Strike and True Strike

Posted by: Aldur Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:15 pm
((It explains it all in the DMG.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:50 pm

CODE
========================== Name: Dam Dicem Race: Human Class: Level 2 Rogue / Level 3 Human Paragon / Level 2 Invisible Blade Alignment: Chaotic Good
Size: Medium
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 160 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Orange
Skin: Pink
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HP: 58
AC: 18 (+4 dex, +2 vest, +2 un. def.)
INIT: 1d20 -2
FORT: + 1
REF: + 7
WILL: + 3
Base Attack Bonus: +5
HD: 2d6 [RGUE], 3d8 [HPAR], 2d6[INVB]
Base Movement: 30 ft
=== Abilities ===
STR: 13 (+1)
DEX: 18 (+4)
CON: 16 (+3)
INT: 19 (+4)
CHA: 10 (+0)
WIS: 13 (+1)
=== Skills ===
(R) Appraise (INT) +5
(R/I) Balance (DEX): +2 (+2 syn)
(H/R/I) Bluff (CHA): +10
(H/I) Craft[Bowmaking] (INT): +2
(R) Decipher Script (INT): +2
(R) Diplomacy (CHA): +2 (+2 syn: Sense Motive)
(R) Disble Device (INT): +2
(R/I) Escape Artist (DEX): +2
(R) Gather Information (WIS): +5
(H) Handle Animal (CHA): +2
(H/R/I) Hide (DEX): +2
(R) Intimidate (CHA): +5 (+2 syn: Bluff)
(R/I) Jump (STR): +0 (+2 syn)
(@) Knowledge[Ancients] (INT): +2
(H) Knowledge[Arcana] (INT): +4
(R) Knowledge[Dungeoneering] (INT): +1
(R) Knowledge[Geography] (INT): +1
(R) Knowledge[Local] (INT): +1
(R) Knowledge[Nature] (INT): +1
(R) Knowledge[Planes] (INT): +1
(R) Knowledge[Religion] (INT): +1
(R) Knowledge[Royalty] (INT): +1
(H) Knowledge[Tactics] (INT): +4
(R/I) Listen (WIS): +4
(R/I) Move Silently (DEX): +2
(R) Open Lock (DEX): +2
(R/I) Perform [Dance] (CHA): +2
(H/I) Profession[Hunter] (WIS): +2
(R) Search (INT): +5
(H/R/I) Sense Motive (WIS): +6
(R) Sleight of Hand (DEX): +0 (+2 syn: Bluff)
(R/I) Spot (WIS): +6
(H) Survival (WIS): +2
(R/I) Tumble (DEX): +7
(H/R) Use Magic Device (CHA): +2
=== Flaws ===
Unreactive (-6 to init)
Shaky (-2 to ranged attack rolls)
=== Feats / Class Features ===
(F) Dodge
(F) Weapon Focus (Dagger)
(F) Point-Blank Shot
(F) Far Shot
(F) Combat Expertise
(F) Weapon Finesse
(F) Two-Weapon Fighting
(R) S. Wpn. Prf.
(R) M. Wpn. Prf.[hand crossbow, rapier, short sword, shortbow]
(R) L. Arm. Prf.
(R) Sneak Attack (1d6)
(R) Trapfinding
(R) Evasion
(H) M. Wpn. Prf. [Longbow]
(H) Adaptive Learning (Kno[Ancients])
(H) Bonus Feat
(H) Ability +2 (DEX)
(I) Dagger Sneak Attack (+1d6)
(I) Unfettered Defense +2
(I) Bleeding Wound
=== Languages ===
(O) Common
(O) Elven
(O) Dwarven
(O) Draconic
(O) Gnome
(O) Infernal
=== Spells ===
NONE
=== Weapons ===
(O) +1 Silvered Kris Knife [1d6, 19-20/x2, 5lbs, slashing/piercing, 2370 gp]
(O) +1 Silvered Kris Knife [1d6, 19-20/x2, 5lbs, slashing/piercing, 2370 gp]
(O) Blackjack [1d6, 19-20/x2, 5lbs, slashing/piercing, 1 gp]
(O) Blackjack [1d6, 19-20/x2, 5lbs, slashing/piercing, 1 gp]
(O) Elvencraft Mighty Mwk. Comp. Longbow (1000 gp)
- as bow [1d8+1, x3, 110ft, 4lbs, piercing]
- as quarterstaff [1d6/1d6, X2, 4lbs, bludgeoning]
=== Armor / Shield / Bracer ===
(/) Cloth Vest of Armor +2 (+2 AC, 1lb.) [4000 gp]
=== Inventory ===
(O) 2520 gold (in group fund)
(O) Heyward's Handy Haversack [2000 gp]
(O) Map of the Known World [2000 gp]
(O) Mwk Longspoon Theives' Tools [150 gp value]
(O) 3 Cure Light Wounds potions [50 gp value each]
(O) 2 Cure Moderate Wounds potion2 [300 gp value each]
(O) 1 Cure Serious Wounds potion [750 gp value]
(O) silvered Serpentstongue Arrows (58) [5 gp for 20]
(O) Dragonsbreath Arrows (20) [5 gp for 20]
(O) Blunt Arrows (20) [1 gp for 20]
(O) Magnifying Glass [100 gp]
(O) Masterwork Artisan's Tools [55]
=== Natural ===
NONE
== Current XP ==
???/ 28,000
================================================================================
Name: Graigus Stonemead
Race: Dwarf
Class: Level 5 Monk
Alignment: Lawful Good
Size: Medium
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 4' 6"
Weight: 197
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Skin: Tan
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HP: 69
AC: 21 (+3 Wis, +3 Dex, +2 bandanna, +1 belt, +2 Monk)
INIT: 1d20 +3
FORT: 9
REF: 7
WILL: 4
Base Attack Bonus: +5 (+4/+4 Flurry of Blows)
HD: 5d8 [MONK], 2d8 [DNKM]
Base Movement: 20 ft (+10 Monk)
=== Abilities ===
STR: 16 (+3)
DEX: 16 (+3)
CON: 16 (+3)
INT: 10 (+0)
WIS: 16 (+3)
CHA: 10 (+0)
=== Skills ===
(M/D) Balance (Dex): +5 (+2 syn)
(M) Climb (Str): +1
(M) Concentration (Con): +1
(M) Escape Artist (Dex): +1
(M) Hide (Dex): +1
(M) Jump (Str): +5 (+2 syn)
(M) Diplomacy (Cha): +5
(M) Knowledge[arcana] (Int): +1
(M) Knowledge [religion] (Int): +1
(M) Sense Motive (Wis): +1
(M) Spot (Wis): +1
(M) Listen (Wis): +1
(M) Move Silently (Dex): +1
(M) Tumble (Dex): +10 (+2 syn)
(O) Survival (Wis): +3
(O) Knowledge [nature]: +1
=== Feats / Class Specials ===
(F) Great Fortitude
(F) Dodge
(F) Weapon Focus (Quarterstaff)
(M) Unarmed Strike
(M) Flurry of Blows
(M) Stunning Fist
(M) Evasion
(M) Still Mind
(M) Ki Strike (magical)
(M) Slow Fall
(M) Combat Reflexes
(D) Drink Like a Demon
(D) Improvised Weapons
(D) Stagger
=== Languages ===
(O) Dwarven
(O) Common
(O) Elven
(O) Draconic
(O) Gnome
=== Weapons ===
(O) Unarmed Attack (2d6)
(O) +1 / +1 Quarterstaff (1d6 +1 / 1d6 +1) [4300 gp]
=== Armor / Shield / Bracer ===
(/) Bandanna of Armor +2 (+2 AC, 1lb.) [4000 gp]
(/) Monk's Belt [+5 to Monk level to determine AC & unarmed damage, +1 Stunning Fist/day] [13000 gp]
=== Inventory ===
(O) 700 gp (in group fund)
=== Natural/Special ===
(O) Darkvision (60ft)
(O) Weapon Familiarity
(O) Stonecutting
(O) Stability
(O) +2 vs poison
(O) +2 vs spells & spell-like effects
(O) +1 on attack rolls vs. orcs and goblinoids
(O) +4 Dodge against Giant-type monsters
(O) +2 Appraise (stone or metal items)
(O) +2 Craft (stone or metal related)
== Experience Points ==
??? / 28,000

Posted by: Tarethen Wed Jun 21, 2006 5:03 pm
Farain is now level 7! Farain has taken the class Ranger! Farain is a level 1 ranger! +1 Bab +2 Fort
+2 Will
+11 HP
Gained Favored Enemy: Evil Outsider
Gained Feat Track
Gained Wild Empathy
+4 Ranks to Move Silently.
+2 Ranks to Hide.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jun 21, 2006 5:11 pm
: "I'll make it a point to prepare it more often, then." Looking down at the corpse once more, he speaks scattered words of elemental power and fire spirits burst into being upon the Overlord's corpse, consuming the remains with a crackle and the repulsive odor of burning flesh.

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Wed Jun 21, 2006 5:33 pm
((Thief-Acrobat 2 HP + 6 BAB + 1 REF + 1 Agile Fighting +1/+2
Slow Fall 20 ft.
Climb + 1
Jump + 1
Balance + 1
Tumble + 1
Hide + 1
Move Silently + 1
Use Rope + 1
Search + 1
Disable Device + 1
"Langston Highbrave"
Alignment: Neutral Good
Race: Ratfolk
Level: 5 Rogue/2 Thief-Acrobat
Sex: Male
Age: Equivalent of mid twenties
Exp: 21250/28000
Gold: 2346
STR 11
DEX 22 (+6)
CON 16 (+3)
INT 18 (+4)
WIS 10
CHA 14 (+2)
HP: 52
AC: 16 + Chain Shirt (5) + Ring of Prot (1) + Agile Fighting (1) = 23
(Fighting Defensively = +3 (Tumble Synergy) + 1 (Agile Fighting bonus) = 27
(Total Defense = +6 (Tumble Synergy) + 1 (Agile Fighting bonus) = 30
Speed: 30ft + 10ft (Boots)
Base Attack: 4
Melee: 4 + (6Dex w/Weapon Finesse)
Ranged: 4 + (6Dex)
Fort: 1 0 = 1 (+2 to resist disease, racial)
Reflex: 4 3 = 7
Will: 1 0 = 1
Weapons:
Masterwork Rapier + 1 (2340)
Hand Crossbow (100) 2lb
Crossbow Bolts (3gp=30) 3lb (Silvered) 28 remaining
Armor:
Boots of Striding and Speeding, 5500, Movement + 10 ft, Jump skill +5 1lb
Mithril Shirt + 1 2100 (As chain shirt in PHB but without Armor check) 10lb
Ring of Protection +1 2000
Gear:
Thieves' Tools, Masterwork 100gp, 2lb
Climber's Kit, 80gp, 5lb
Silk Rope, 10gp, 5lb
Grappling Hook 1gp, 4lb
Cure Moderate Wounds, 300
Handy Haversack, 2000, 5lb
==================================================
Skills: [Current Setting: Thief/Acrobat - 6 + Int/level]
Climb 10 0 2Race 12 +2 using Rope (Synergy)
Jump 10 0 5Boots2(TumbSyn) 17 +5 with boots
Balance 10 6 2(TumbSyn) 18
Tumble 10 6 2(JumpSyn) 18
Hide 10 6 0 16
Move Silently 10 6 2Race 18
Open Lock 9 6 0 15
Use Rope 10 6 0 16
Search 10 4 0 14
Disable Device 9 4 0 13
Listen (Eff. cc) 4 0 2Race 6
Spot (Eff. cc) 5 0 0 5
Bluff (Eff. cc) 8 2 0 10
==================================================
=Rogue 1=
Trapfinding - Locate traps with the Search skill.
=Rogue 2=
Evasion - Successful Reflex save against any attack that normally does half damage on success now does no damage.
=Rogue 3=
Trap Sense - +1 to Reflex saves to avoid traps, +1 to AC against attacks from traps
=Rogue 4=
Uncanny Dodge - Retain Dexterity bonus even when caught flatfooted or struck by an invisible attacker.
=Rogue 5=
Sneak Attack - 3d6 whenever opponent is denied Dexterity bonus to AC (flatfooted, successful feint, flank, etc). Ranged attacks can be used if target is within 30 feet.
=Thief/Acrobat 1=
Fast Acrobatics - Avoid normal penalty for accelerated movement while using acrobatic talents. (Skip -5 to make a Balance check at full speed. Climb at half speed as a move action at no penalty. Tumble at full speed without taking -10 on Tumble).
Kip up - Can stand from prone position as a free action without provoking AoO.
Steady Stance - Not flatfooted while balancing or climbing; adds class level to Balance and Climb to remain such when taking damage.
=Thief/Acrobat 2=
Agile Fighting - +1 bonus to Armor Class, +2 Bonus when fighting defensively or using Total Defense. No penalty to attack rolls when kneeling, sitting, or prone.
Slow Fall 20ft = Reduces the effective distance of a fall by 20 feet.
Feats:
Dodge - Designate one opponent per action to receive +1 bonus to AC.
Weapon Finesse - With the rapier, use Dexterity bonus instead of Strength for attack rolls.
Sacred Strike - Sneak Attacks against Evil foes roll d8s instead of d6s. Damage qualifies as 'good' for purposes of overcoming DR.
Other Race Traits:
Low-Light Vision: Ratfolk can see twice as far as a human in starlight, moonlight, torchlight, and similar conditions of poor illumination. They retain the ability to distinguish color and detail under these conditions.
Scent: Ratfolk are able to detect approaching creatures, sniff out hidden creatures, and track by sense of smell. Ratfolk can identify familiar odors just as a human does familiar sights. A Ratfolk can detect creatures within 30 feet by sense of smell. If upwind, this range increases to 60 feet; if downwind it decreases to 15 feet. Strong scents (such as smoke, rotting garbage, etc...) can be detected at twice the above ranges. Overpowering scents (such as skunk musk and troglodyte stench) can be detected at triple the above ranges. These scents mask weaker ones, however, and can be used to confuse the Ratfolk's scent ability. The detection of a scent does not reveal exact location, but only its existence within range. The Ratfolk can take a move action to note the direction of the scent. If the Beastman comes within 5 feet of the source of the scent it is pinpointed. A Ratfolk with the track feat is able to track by scent.
))

Posted by: Alpha Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:00 pm
((Advance learning spells editted in to my level up post)) As the Overlord falls, Tanis feels the growth of his powers. Spells that he'd been reading about for a few weeks now didn't seem so difficult. On second thought, they seemed easy. Considering this, he realised he wouldn't need those books in his pack anymore. Everything in them was stored in his memory now.
In fact, why need books at all anymore? Experience was probably the better source of knowledge. Agreeing with himeslf on this, Tanis decided that he'd get rid of the books next time they camped, either by selling them or offering them to somebody in the group.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:12 pm
Kayla sighs heavily as the Overlord finally falls. She feels as though her skills have increased, the moves and techniques that she has recently been studying now seem easy. Kayla sheathes the blades at her sides and follows the others.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:34 pm
"I... I'm sorry, I can't do this," Morgan says, getting up shakily from where he had been sitting. "The devils and their kin were bad, but this..." "That Overlord was created with necromancy magic, I can tell... Is this where my studies will lead me?"
Morgan shakes his head. "I can't do this... Perhaps in the future I will return, but for now, I... I need time to think. Sorry."

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:47 am
((Search 13 + 14 = 27)) Langston started to peek about, curious. The entrance to an old ruin likely held nothing of interest, but just the same he could not help but poke around cautiously, particularly around the door.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 22, 2006 5:48 pm
Dicem was silent for a moment, watching the spellcaster. Then, sighing, he said "Look... Morgan, no one's forcing you to be here. We could use your abilities, but if this is really too much then you're better off not being here. It'll only get you or one of us killed in the end."
Then, he added "When this is over, do me one last favor and escort this man back to Ribble. At the very least, I'd like to know that he's with someone who can hold their own if need be."
And with that Dam glanced as the ashes of the Overlord, then shifted his gaze to the ruins. "Mahler, Gilliam, Gorrik, take point. We're going in."

Posted by: Alpha Thu Jun 22, 2006 6:49 pm
Tanis turns to Morgan also. "I must admit I'm sorry to see you go my friend. I wish you luck on your journeys and hope you are able to rejoin us one day." And with that, he turns back towards the ruins. ((Also, because I'm moving to Scotland on monday, I'm going to be inactive for at least a couple of days from sunday, due to items being moved. However, if we can't get an immediate connection, it could be up to two weeks before we get connected again. Arc has Tanis' sheet, and I've asked him to take any actions in battle if I'm not around.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jun 23, 2006 5:18 am
LOSR Bolt would like to be promoted to the a fighting class. Bolt can be promoted to BTON with the Idle Message. Proceed? [Yes] [No]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:03 am
Morgan nods and escorts Paseran back down the road. "All this happening... Perhaps I will move..." Paseran mumbles. "I here there are ruins in the southern deserts yet untouched by other scholars... Perhaps I'll journey there to finish my studies... "
The interior of the tomb is dry and dusty. The light from the opened door only goes so far in before failing. A source of light will be needed to see.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Fri Jun 23, 2006 4:10 pm
Sorel touches the tip of his staff, uttering a single word. In a moment, light streams out from that glowing point, providing illumination as the old man steps forward. ((Light cast on Sorel's staff. Bright light out to 20 ft, shadowy light out another 20))

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Jun 23, 2006 5:29 pm
The Doctor reaches into a pouch at his side and pulls out a single marble, he whispers a few mystical words and it begins to shine with light. Taking a step forward, he tosses it down the hall. [Light] [Ranged Attack - 9 + 8 = 17]

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Fri Jun 23, 2006 7:38 pm
The light reveals long stone halls, the ceilings supported by tall stone pillars. A few stone chests line the walls in places, and a single door leads from this main chamber at the back right end. Glyphs and pictures cover the walls, depicting fire from the sky, and wars between mages and devils.

Posted by: Aldur Sat Jun 24, 2006 1:16 am
Kria frowns at the light and then giggles softly to herself, her eyes glowing red as she looks around at everything. She looks at the pictures and then back at the others. "Wow." ((See the Unseen. Darkvision 60ft and See Invisibility.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sat Jun 24, 2006 2:52 am
*Mahler keeps an ever vigilant, watchful eye out as he goes forth. He keeps a constant check on any further opposition to their progress. ((Spot: 15 + 1 = 16 Listen: 19 + 5 = 24 Constantly detecting evil))

Posted by: Nightmare Sat Jun 24, 2006 3:04 am
Gorrik's hand glows faintly as he touches the spot where the overlord's claw managed to wound him. ((Lay on Hands, Detect Evil, Spot: 4, Listen: 3))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sat Jun 24, 2006 3:28 am
Sorel turns his head back towards the others. : "Scour the area for traps." ((Spot 21 Listen 35))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Jun 24, 2006 5:57 am
((I need to go, so i'll give the basics. Three chests are found, plus another secret one. Only one of the former three opens. Key and Scroll of Web found. We then find that the key opens the gate, and sorel donates his money to the passwall guy who didn't do anything.
The stairs past the gate teleport us to platforms, and the platforms teleport us to more stairs. Sorel, then Gilliam and Gorrik go through before it gets crowded. Sorel opens the door and takes the lead, so readided actions clash when the Devil Army on the other side fires on Gilliam as he shoots his laser. A skeleton, a devil dwarf and a hellhound each eat 28 damage. Gilliam eats 4.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sat Jun 24, 2006 7:03 am
Map:

Posted by: Alpha Sat Jun 24, 2006 8:58 am
((You may want Tanis to go down next, as he has a couple of spells (ice storm, fireball) that could hit the entire lower group and probably cause quite a lot of damage to them if you incorperate edge damage and the potential of a sudden empower. Just something to consider))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 25, 2006 3:04 am
Sorel concentrates, calling up latent magical energy to summon forth allies of nature. ((Blast of Sand dropped for Summon Monster IV 2 Dire Wolves will appear on Sorel's next action.))

Posted by: Nightmare Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:19 am
: "Haha! This should give me a nice headstart on Mahler." Gorrik cuckles as he rushes into battle. ((Gorrik moves two squares ahead of Gilliam, to avoid flanking and AoOs. ATTACK D20 +7(BAB) +4(STR) +1(AXE) = 14 + 12 = 26 DAMAGE
D10 + 4(STR) +1(AXE) = 10 + 5 = 15
I'm not sure if any of the buffs from fighting th overlord remain. If they do, add them on. If they don't, don't worry about it.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jun 25, 2006 5:46 am
As Gorrik charges forward, the fiendish orcs jab him with their spears from the opening he leaves. One manages to put a light wound in the dwarf's side. ((AoOs: Hit. Miss. 8 damage to Gorrik.)) The doughty dwarf slices into a Fiendish Orc even as the pair move away.
Gilliam fires a second burst as he runs forward, desperate to keep the line pushing forward for any amount of space. The Dark Soldiers and Fiendish Orcs lay into him in a storm of clanging metal, but their assault do little against Gilliam's hardened armor. Then the Bow Riders fire their explosive bolts, one striking a chink in Gilliam's plating. A cascade of sparks flies from Gilliam as he staggers back.
((Many hits and a crit. 23 damage total.))
A pair of archers fire at Gorrik, but their arrows bounce off Taklinn's hard surface.
One of the two Dark Clerics steps forward, healing the Dark Soldier in front of Gilliam with a touch.
((Dark Cleric casts Cure Serious Wounds! Dark Soldiers heals 23 hit points!))
One of the witches calls out furious words and roaring flames blaze up from the hallway's floor! The fire burns those in the hallway badly, but the Dark Soldiers seem uneffected due to their hellish heritage.
((Wall of Fire on the red area. All those within 10' take 3 damage/round. All those in the fire take 15 damage/round.))
The second witch gestures at Gilliam, and two rays of roaring flame blast him directly in the chest, melting away some of his armor and causing more sparks to fly from the robots' body.
((Scorching Ray. Nearly a crit, but 2 hits. 25 damage.))
The remaining Cleric utters a dark blessing over the assembled troops.
((Prayer. Force gets -1 to hit, enemy gets +1.))

Posted by: Rusty Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:17 am
((Marine, Ombligo wasn't the one that was going up - Vox chose Kria.))

Posted by: Cyrus Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:25 am
[B][Gail is now a 6th level PLD! Gail gains 11 HP! Gail gains +1 BAB! Gail gains 1 level 1 spell slot! Gail gains +1 to all saves!
Gail trades Remove Disease for a Celestial Template applied to a non-existant mount!
Gail puts 3 skill points into Kno: Religion!
Gail gains the feat Fearless Destiny!
-----
Gail Haubrekt
Female Aasimar
Worshipper of the Light
Lawful Good
5' 10"
19 years old
Sliver Hair
Blue Eyes
White Skin
Languages: Common, Celestial, Draconic
Land Speed: 30'
Ability Scores:
Strength: 14 (+2)
Dexterity: 10 (+0)
Constitution: 17 (+3)
Intelligence: 13 (+1)
Wisdom: 16 (+3) (13 natural + 2 Aasimar + 1 Level)
Charisma: 22 (+6) (18 natural + 2 Aasimar + 2 Cloak)
Skills(2+Int Modifier)
Knowledge(Religion): 6 ranks (+7)
Knowledge(The Planes): 5 ranks (+6)
Diplomacy: 6 ranks (+12)
Sense Motive: 6 ranks (+9)
Spot: 0 ranks + 2 racial (+5)
Listen: 0 ranks + 2 racial (+5)
Statistics:
Level 6 Aasimar Paladin (+1 ECL)
HP: 72 (5d10[54]+18)
AC: 20 (10+8[Armor]+2[Shield]+0[Dex]+0[Natural]+0[Deflection]) |Touch: 10 |Flat-Foot: 20
Saves~ Fort:+14 |Ref:+9 |Will:+12
BAB: +6/+1
Experience: 21,450/21,000
Gold: 0
Feats ~ Heroic Destiny
EWP: Bastard Sword
Fearless Destiny
Equipment: +1 silvered Bastard Sword, +1 Half Plate, Large Steel Shield, +2 Cloak of Charisma, Heward's Handy Haversack, Bedroll, Flint and steel
Special Abilities ~
Aura of Good: Acts as a 6th level Paladin.
Detect Evil: Can be used at will, as a full-round action. As the spell.
Smite Evil: Add Charisma to attack roll and class level to damage against evil creatures. Can be used twice/day. Must be declared before attack.
Lay on Hands: Can channel 36 points (Cha x paladin level) of positive energy/day as a standard action.
Divine Grace: Add Cha mod to all saving throws.
Divine Health: Immune to disease.
Aura of Courage: Immune to fear. All allies with 10' gain +4 morale bonus vs. fear effect. Does not function while not concious.
Turn Undead: Can turn undead as a 3rd-level cleric 9 times/day.]
-----
As the battle ended and the group pressed on through the ruins, Gail feels a second wind come over her, a stoutness of heart, mind and body renewing her will to fight. They had to press on. No matter how many of those abominations there were, or what they were about to face through their journey. They would overcome.
Then again, she was waiting to go into a stairwell, waiting to face another division of the Devil Army. She sighed. They really were everywhere. Even if they weren't fighting the war, it certainly felt like these devils had enough to wage a war on all fronts...even oppose the gods themselves.
No...focus. You can't lose sight now. You need examine only the task before you, and nothing else. Focus. Focus. Focus.

Posted by: Aldur Sun Jun 25, 2006 11:50 am
((What's that about Kria? And um, Map?))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sun Jun 25, 2006 3:38 pm
((Sorry gents, I'm in Arizona on vacation and I thought I'd have more time to post. As things stand, too much is going on. If someone else could make use of Coventry, I'd be most grateful. Thanks.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:01 pm
((S'alright, so long as Arc has Coventry's most recent char sheet it should be fine)) Sorel urges those assembled back down the steps as swiftly as they'd come. : "Retreat and regroup! We cannot rush into this ambush!"

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Jun 25, 2006 6:05 pm
*Mahler always found the feel of flames to be an odd sensation. Even though he is made of stone, he could feel burning and other less pleasant sensations. At great risk to himself, Mahler runs forward down the line, seeing Gilliam coming close to becoming inoperative. He grabs the metal man and then drags him back down the stairs.*
: Come on, everyone! We have to get out of here!
((With Mahler's STR he can move Gilliam))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jun 25, 2006 9:21 pm
Sorel is the last one to retreat, heading down the staircase after everyone else has run to safety. Gilliam is propped up against a pillar, his self-repair mechanisms knitting his body back together slowly but surely. The old man waves the Doctor and Arbeiten over to tend to the other wounded.
Finally, he faces Dam.
: "The ruins upstairs are incredibly confined, and packed with devils. There's a lengthy bottleneck corridor leading into the main chamber, and spellcasters and archers are positioned to bombard it constantly."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Mon Jun 26, 2006 2:19 am
"Hmm... alright, this is what I want. If anyone has an illusion spell we can toss at them, now's the time to send it up. It'll give them something to waste ammunition on." "If not... we head straight to the second part of the plan. Farain and anyone else who isn't heavily armored and has a ranged weapon should get ready to fire. Anyone who's solely melee should get ready to swat whatever comes down those stairs. Mahler, before you head for the stairs, put Gilliam further back from the stairs so he has time to repair himself."
And with that Dicem withdrew his own bow, heading to the stairs where he yelled up "Hey... Sorry about that, guys. It'd be nice if you surrendered, so we don't have to kill you all."
((Apparently, other things happened as well.
a) Dam gets hit by an ooze that comes down the stairs (?), then pegs it for 13 damage before it runs away.
b) both wolves die, after sucking down a scorching ray and some other attacks.
I also need dimensions for the area the group's in.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Mon Jun 26, 2006 4:22 am
((By God, I hate your bare bones style... It doesn't take THAT much effort to CP the posts in chat... Bleh. I guess I'll handle it from now on. No, you're not getting exact dimensions for the area you're in now. It's large. Something like a house sized area, narrowing at the end and turning sharply to form the stairs, which disappear behind a wall.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:11 pm
Sorel turns to Tanis. : "Tanis, I am going to summon a wolf to advance as a decoy. Once I have done so I will need you to hurl offensive magic into the chamber, the sort that doesn't require a specific target." Sorel transforms into a bat and casts the spell, an enormous, fearsome wolf with slavering jaws appearing.
((Wildhape into Hunting Bat. Fire Wings dropped for Summon Nature's Ally III. Dire Wolf summoned at the base of the stairs. It moves up the stairs, stopping short of visibility from the main hall until Tanis moves into positon.))

Posted by: Alpha Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:17 pm
Tanis nods and thinks to himself that either a fireball or an icestorm will do nicely. "As you say Sorel," he says as the druid wilshapes. Feeling the adrenaline begin to rush, he begins to prepare to wreak some devastation, a smile on his face all the while.
((Feel free to use the old sudden empower Rusty. I'll be able to post RP stuff every now again, but won't be able to take actions. Sucks really ))

Posted by: Rusty Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:01 pm
((Ice Storm in there, centered wherever it might hit the most. SR check if necessary: Natural 18 + 6 = 24. 1 + 6 + 5 = 12 Bludgeoning damage. 2 + 4 = 6 Cold damage. It'll last a full round. Move at half speed and -4 to Listen checks to those within it.
Also, edge. So, +4 damage added onto that. Total of 22 barring resistances.
And apparently Tanis owns half the map. Go Tanis! The hound's gone, I believe. Hitting them casters hard, too.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jun 27, 2006 12:20 am
The wolf moves up the stairs, finsihing off the ooze that had attacked Dam and coming upon another. It lands a powerful bite upon this ooze, but cannot pull free its jaw in time, and its teeth melt in the ooze's acid. Sorel hears the wolf yelp in pain, and directs Ombligo to hurl a lightning bolt at the ooze. The Magic Creature does so, but the ooze continues to pulse with primitive life. A shot from Langston's crossbow finishes the creature, and the stairs are clear of intruders.

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jun 27, 2006 9:14 pm
((That Ice Storm was on the center room to hit as many enemies as possible, as stated. I've heard there was confusion? Tanis wouldn't aim it at nothing, nor would he try to hit nothing. He's hitting as many enemies as possible.))

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jun 27, 2006 10:43 pm
Kria then nods, moving up the stairs and dispels the wall, giggling a little to herself, a dark energy surrounding the flames when suddenly they vanish. "Job done!" ((Dispel check: 20+6 = 26. Pass. Wall of flame gone.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jun 27, 2006 11:18 pm
Sorel draws from the depths of his magical reserves and conjures one final wolf, standing before Tanis. ((CMW dropped from SNAIII. Dire Wolf Summoned in front of Tanis. Sorel's in the hallway, hovering near the ceiling.))

Posted by: Rusty Wed Jun 28, 2006 8:23 am
: "Okay, Mahler! Now go and beat up the bad guys!" ((If Mahler accepts, Ombligo shall cast Benign Transposition on him and Tanis. Once it is cast, the switch is instant.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jun 28, 2006 8:27 am
"Ombligo, swap Mahler with Tanis; when you get up there, Mahler, stay on the defensive and get ready to crush something on my word. Gorrik, Graigus, Tenryu, Coventry - get on the stairs and get ready to go up on my signal as well. Ombligo, you're staying down here with Kria and the rest, until I call for reinforcements. When you swap Tanis down here, have him be ready to come up and repeat the process."
And with that the rogue took his place at the back of the line, ready to snipe targets with his bow at the first opportunity.
((Gorrik should be on the stairs just below where you come up, with people coming up in the following order:
Gorrik
Tenryu
Graigus
Coventry
Dam
NO ONE IS TO GO ANYWHERE UNTIL TANIS DROPS ANOTHER ICE STORM.
EDIT: When people went downstairs, they were healed by either Coventry or Arbeiten.
Arby: 1 CSW, 26 healed - to Gorrik.
Coventry: 2 CMW, 11 and 20 healed. I suggest the 11 go to Tanis, who shouldn't be in melee. Besides, the 20 will end up being a 10 on Mahler.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Wed Jun 28, 2006 3:33 pm
Kayla stands there for the time being, her arms crossed over her chest. She waits in silence, praying to get a piece of the action soon. However, she justs awaits Dam's orders, since it is all she can really do.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Wed Jun 28, 2006 7:48 pm
The Dark Clerics heal the Witches of their wounds as the spellcaster prepare to assault the golem. ((22 on both healed, back to full.)) One of the witches casts Lesser Blaze, and a small pit of fire opens up underneath Mahler as the other spellcaster follows up with two fiery rays. Finally, a Bowrider gallops up and fires a devastatingly accurate shot with his explosive crossbow, blasting off a large section of the holy rock incorporated into Mahler.
((Witch1 casts Lesser Blaze! 12 fire damage to Mahler! Witch2 casts Scorching Ray! Hit, Hit! 25 fire damage to Mahler! Bowrider fires! Critical Hit! Negation Chance: Fail! 20 physical damage to Mahler! Reduced to 15 damage due to DR.))
Finally, one of the fiendish dwarves charges, murder in his eyes, but his axe is unable to overcome Mahler's stony hide.
((Miss.))
Next turn!

Posted by: Critical Mass Wed Jun 28, 2006 10:22 pm
: The muffled voices had finally begun to get a bit clearer. It was still hard to pick out the people in the circle of light, but there were a lot of them. And a horse. A bit longer and he could make out the specifics; mostly humanoids, but two big ones too. And the horse was a centaur. He stifles a gasp as one of the humans turns into a giant bat and begins summoning wolves.
Spellcasters. That explained a lot.
: He silently pulled his bow over his shoulder and kept it at the ready, not yet nocking it but feeling more comfortable with its solid weight in his hand. A flash of light, and the big rocky one seemed to turn into a smaller, furry one. Strange. Best to take that one out first. He steps over a large, broken pillar, at the edge of the circle of light now.
OnlineHost: Lord Bagu rolled 2 20-sided dice: 1 1
: His small, clawed foot doesn't come down on the solid ground he had expected but instead a slick patch of fungus. It slides out from under him, his other leg kicking out for purchase and clipping the pillar. Yelping in pain, the lizardman rolls head-first into the light, sommersaulting straight into Kayla. His bow clatters noisily to the floor. Lieing on his back, a mere three feet tall, the lizardman looks around bewildered, a look of complete innocence instantly coming over his face.

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Jun 29, 2006 2:20 am
"Ahh!" Kayla finds herself knocked off balance as someone or something bumps right into her. The rogue looks as if she is about to fall, but at last minute she comes through. Kayla manages to plant her hands on the ground first, and gracefully flip to get back to her feet. The tiefling eyes the lizardman on the ground, cautiously.
"What the-" Kayla frowns. "Who are you?"

Posted by: Rusty Thu Jun 29, 2006 2:48 am
*Tanis follows up the stairs once more, forcing another Ice Storm upon the enemies.* ((Worst Ice Storm EVAR!!! Same place as before. Cast on defensive: Natural 20. Pass. Bludgeoning: 1 + 2 + 1 = 4
Cold: 1 + 4 = 5
Edge: 4
Total of 13. Wow.
Ombligo awaits orders.))

Posted by: Cyrus Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:03 am
Gail, having been wishing to be doing something while the others began their assault, turns her head at the sudden commosion. At the sight of the lizardman, her brow furrows, her grip tightening on her weapon as she waits for the newcomer to react.
[Detect Evil on the lizardman.]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:13 am
"We don't have time for this foolishness," Dicem growled, going up. "Ombligo, switch Mahler with Gail. Farain, Langston, Kayla... swat the scaly spy if he moves." Then, as he heard the icy spell hit once more, the rogue ushered the others up and said "Begin the offensive... Kria, dispel the flames! The rest of you on the stairs, take out the spellcasters first and the rest will follow!"
((Kria dispels the Wall of Fire first, then we go up.
And Mahler gets healed by Coventry before he gets swapped, then arby after. Total healing is 43 hp (half of which actually takes effect).))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:47 am
Kayla nods, her hand now hovering over the hilt of one of her blades. She watches the lizardman closely.

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:54 am
The http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/mmiii_gallery/83019.jpg glances up at Kayla, confusion in his eyes. He crawls into a sitting position, looking first from Kayla and then to Langston, a naive grin on his face. The creature says something, a question by the sound of it, but it's either gibberish or some language you don't know. A flowing, rather beautiful-sounding gibberish that a centaur would probably understand if there was anyone currently RPing one, but gibberish none-the-less.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:01 am
"We've got an intruder, Sorel, but I don't know if he's friend or foe. Go check on him; I have things up here," the rogue said as he reached the top of the stairs, firing on whatever was visible.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:12 am
Sorel flies swiftly down the stairs, reverting to his old form. He sees the prone intruder and approaches, emanating calm. : "We mean you no harm. What is your name?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:25 am
: The lizardman cocks his head to the side, apparently not understanding a word Sorel says.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:29 am
Sorel frowns, trying another tack, repeating the query in every language he knew. Auran, Common, Druidic, Sylvan, and Terran: : "We mean you no harm. What is your name?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:42 am
: The lizardman perks up, apparnetly understanding one of them. "Malsvirlexi!"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:47 am
Sorel smiles as the lizardman perks up after hearing his question in Sylvan. He continues to speak in the flowing woodland tongue. : "Malsvrilexi, is it? Tell me, why were you tracking us through these ruins?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 5:09 am
: Malsvirlexi's brows furrow in confusion. "Track?" He shakes his head and points at his bow. "Hunt!"

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 29, 2006 5:13 am
: "Hunt? You were hunting us?" The old man shakes his head. "Explain, from when you first saw us to now, what you were doing and why."

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 6:36 am
: He shakes his head hurrily, his eyes widening. "No hunt you! Hunt..." He furrows his brow again, trying to find the word. Unable, he switches to draconic. "Demon! Devil!"

Posted by: Rusty Thu Jun 29, 2006 6:40 am
: "MAHLER!" *Ombligo casts Benign Transposition again, switching Mahler and Gail as ordered.* : "I'm sorry, Mahler! I didn't know that would happen. I hope you're not mad..." *Ombligo says, very worried and saddened that his first friend just got very badly injured as a result of his actions.*

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:01 am
Sorel frowns at the Draconic words. : "What an ugly language. Dam will probably know it. Whatever you are hunting, you'll have to wait until the devils upstairs are cleared."

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 29, 2006 8:10 am
Despite a valiant attempt to break through, a slight bulge in the devil line is all that forms.

Posted by: Cyrus Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:57 am
Gail's eyes widen as the lizardman growls out in Draconic, and is about to say something when Ombligo begins the transposition, distressed. She backs off, accepting and instantly finding herself staring down a dwarf warrior, which she slices into with abandon. Graigus then charges up the stairs, winding around Gail to deliver a resounding whack with his staff.
[Gail attacks Dark Soldier.
Attack roll 1: 1d20(12)+6(BAB)+2(STR)+1(Weapon)=21.
Hit!
Damage: 1d10(9)+2(Str)+1(Weapon)-1(Silver)=11.
Attack roll 2: 1d20(20)
Confirming critcal hit: 1d20(12)+6(BAB)+2(STR)+1(Weapon)=21.
Critical confirmed!
Damage: 1d10(3)+2(STR)+1(Weapon)-1(Silver)x2=10.
-----
Graigus charges Dark Soldier.
Attack roll: 1d20(11)+5(BAB)+5(STR)+2(Charge)=23.
Hit!
Damage: 1d6(5)+5(STR)=11.]
Continuing the assault, the drunken dwarf nimbly tumbles around the much slower fighter, catching him in the jaw with a kcik as he lands and spins around. Despite the distraction, Gail fails to land a blow through the devil's armor and opts to move down the stairs to make room for another combatant. As Gail calls, "Tenryu! Go!," the dragonman charges into in the now empty spot, cleaving into the unfortunate soul in front of him.
[Graigus tumbles and attacks Dark Soldier.
Tumble check: 1d20(7)+15(ranks+Dex+mods)=22.
Tumble passed!
Attack roll: 1d20(17)+5(BAB)+5(STR)=27.
Hit!
Damage: 2d6(2,3)+5(STR)=10.
-----
Gail attacks Dark Soldier.
Attack roll 1: 1d20(4)+6(BAB)+2(STR)+1(Weapon)=13.
Miss.
Attack roll 2: 1d20(12)+1(BAB)+2(STR)+1(Weapon)=16.
Miss.
-----
Tenryu charges Dark Soldier.
Attack roll: 1d20(8)+5(BAB)+8(STR)+1(Weapon)+2(Charge)=24.
Hit!
Damage: 1d10(10)+12(STR, two-handed)=22 damage.
Dark Soldier dies?]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:02 am
"Looks like I speak your language," Dicem said, his words in Draconic. "Sorel hasn't thrown a fit, so I'm assuming you don't want to kill us; who are you and what do you want?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:26 am
: He shifts his attention to Dam. "Kill demons. You kill demons?" With that, his gaze drifts to his bow resting nearby on the ground, feeling naked without it.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:30 am
"I kill many demons," the orange-haired youth said, flashing his silvered dagger with his free hand. Looking back to the stairs, he said "Do you want to help kill demons, then?"

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 11:50 am
: Malsvirlexi slowly reaches a hand towards his bow, keeping his eyes locked with Dam's. "..demons here?" He doesn't seem as excited as before. He seems eager.

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Thu Jun 29, 2006 2:13 pm
"Yes," Dam said, glancing at the ceiling, then the stairs. "Many demons upstairs. We're going to kill them and keep going."

Posted by: Dark Maiden Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:26 pm
Kayla moves her hand away from the hilt of her sword. Since she herself speaks the draconic language, she understands every word the lizardman has said, and the words Dicem and Malsvirlexi are exchanging now. "So, he's here to help," Kayla states in Draconic.
|Kayla speaks Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Elven, and Infernal|

Posted by: Aldur Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:20 pm
"Wow. How...randomly cool for us! Alrighty...but yeah. It's crowded up there. Lizzie man could help!" Kria laughed as she also spoke Draconic. Like everyone except Sorel. >_>

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:34 pm
Tenryu finds it impossible to charge, as there are already too many people blocking the way. The Dark Clerics heal themselves, and one of the Archers as the Witches blast Gail with fire in the form of two Lesser Blaze spells. The campfire size pits roar underneath the paladin as the Bowrider takes another shot at her, and the dwarf chops away. The explosive crossbow bolt slams into the ceiling, sending a small rain of debris down on the combatants, but the Dark Soldier manages to open a light gash in Gail's shin.
((11 and 14= 25 damage total to Gail from the fire spells. Another 10 from the Dark Soldier.))
Next turn.

Posted by: Critical Mass Thu Jun 29, 2006 9:57 pm
: Malsvirlexi smiles vacantly at all the odd people around him speaking his language, then with a surprising quickness makes a grab for his bow and races towards the stairs.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:24 pm
After Gail steps back and lets Tenryu up to attack, the Dark Soldier falls. Another one swiftly hustles into position, but not before considerable ground is gained. Kria, Gorrik, and the lizardman push forward. NOW it's the next turn.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Thu Jun 29, 2006 10:39 pm
maaaaaaaaaaaap

Posted by: Aldur Fri Jun 30, 2006 10:53 am
Last turn Due to not having a say it in... : "We're not getting anywhere like this! Ooo. Damn it all to hell! They're kicking our asses!" Kria pouted and stood with her sword ready, trying to see through. You possess the ability to fly. Focus. Form your eldritch powers. Direct it into a set of wings...take off.
Kria frowned, doing as she was told, Jet black shadow wisps appearing from her back, forming into wings. She giggled, ascending.
"OH YEAH!"
**
This turn: The Airborne Kria laughed as she flew over the dwarf, leaning nonchantly against the pillar, mid air. On Gorrik's left. She giggled, waving at the Devil Soldier blocking the way.
"Hey you! Stumpy! GET A LOAD OF THIS! WHEEEEEEEEE!"
Kria cackled insanely and fired at the dark dwarf, her blast impacting, delivering a strong blow.
((6+5+4 = 15 on ranged touch. 13 damage to dwarf blocking the way. Is it teh dead?))

Posted by: Critical Mass Fri Jun 30, 2006 11:03 am
With an almost preternatural speed, Malsvirlexi lets loose three arrows in quick succession at the two clerics and a mage. The clerics drop where they stand, but the mage remains standing with a mere flesh wound.

Posted by: Kaihaku Fri Jun 30, 2006 2:05 pm
Coventry arches an eyebrow as the lizardman switches to a language he knows, then crosses his arms listening quietly to the exchange. He chuckles as the lizardman makes his way up the stairs swiftly, remarking wryly in common, "Looks like we got another genius..." He then glances around and begins casting.
[Extended Elation if it isn't already up: +2 STR/DEX, +5 Movement : 12 Rounds]

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sat Jul 01, 2006 9:58 am
Gorrik tears into his dark cousin with vigor, punishing the evildoer. ((5' step SE, then full attack Attack 1: 1d20 + 7 (bab) +4 (str) +1 (wpn) = 23 Damage: 1d10 +1 (wpn) +4 (str) = 11 Attack 2: 1d20 + 2 (bab) +4 (str) +1 (wpn) = 20
Damage: 1d10 +1 (wpn) +4 (str) = 12))
Tenryu adds his own touch, extra power causing extra damage.
((Move to where Gorrik was, then attack
Attack 1: 1d20 + 5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (mwk) -3 (pa) = 21
Damage: 1d10 (wpn) +12 (str) +6 (pa) = 21))
After Malsvirlexi puts down the two clerics, Graigus utilizes his own combat abilities to stun one of the two witches.
((Stunning Fist Declared
Attack: 1d20 +5 (bab) + 5 (str) = 23
Damage: 2d6 (unarmed) +5 (str) = 11
Save failed; Witch is stunned for 1 round.))
Tanis' area barrage continues, this time with a fiery theme.
((Move to the spot where Kria was, then drop the bomb.
Fireball, centered on the broken blocks in between the two pillars
Damage: 6d6 +4 (edge) = 29 damage, reflex save 16(?) for half))

Posted by: Rusty Sat Jul 01, 2006 1:50 pm
((DC is not 16. It should be 19. CHA = +6. Spell = 10 + 3...So 19.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Jul 02, 2006 6:01 am
*Mahler moves down the corridor and sees the remaining Dwarf standing to the side. Wanting to remove an obstruction rather than become one as his allies had been, he comes up with another option. He lowers his shoulder down and puts his hands down to guard against attacks as he had learned when he was created. He then lunges at the Dwarf with his full weight behind his attack.*
: Get out of the way!
*Mahler's shove catches the Dwarf off guard and off balance. It nearly trips over its own feet trying to get of the way. When Mahler impacts him, he is sent toppling over the brazier with hardly any resistance against the golem's shove.*
((Bull Rush on the left Dwarf.
Bull Rush result
1d20 + 7 (STR) + 4 (Improved Bull Rush) + 2 (Bull's Strength) + 1 (Elation) + 1 (Expert Bull Rush) = 13 + 15 = 28.
Opposed STR check
1...
Mahler is now in the Dwarf's old space))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Sun Jul 02, 2006 6:18 am
The unconscious Witch perishes in the flames, unable to dodge. The two Dark Archers take cover and don't appear to be too much worse for the wear. The same is true of the Bowriders. The two clerics sleep on, as the Witch is too stunned by this turn of events to do anything.
The two orcs flank Graigus with their spears, jabbing into the dwarf. Twin lances of pain jolt the monk's senses as the metal slides into his ribs.
((Hit, Hit. 23 damage.))
Gorrik suddenly feels a pain in his gut as two arrows fly from the bow of one of the Dark Archers to slam into the dwarven paladin.
((Hit, Hit, Miss. 12 damage total.))
A trio of arrows strikes Tenryu, the doughty dragonman suddenly feeling pain.
((Hit, Hit, Hit. 19 damage.))
The Dark Soldier that Mahler pushed back gets up, shakily. He grabs his axe and moves a little to the right.
The two Bowriders take aim at Tanis, who just decimated their ranks with a fireball. Twin explosions bombard the mage as the bolts go off right on target.
((Hit. Hit. 23 damage total to Tanis.))
The Skeleton Warrior charges at Gorrik, but looses its footing as it tries to scramble up the brazier and misses its chance to slash, barely avoiding tripping over in the process.
NEXT TURN!

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Sun Jul 02, 2006 6:18 am
Sorel points up the stairs with his staff. : "Stoltz! Kayla! Doctor! Arbeiten! Ombligo! Up the stairs, the path is clear and reinforcements are needed!"

Posted by: Aldur Sun Jul 02, 2006 6:33 am
Kria flies over Mahler's head, against that pillar now, firing off a blast of eldritch energy at the witch, the blast missing due to a sudden veer to the left in her wings she wasn't used to. ((ranged touch: 11. I miss I think.))

Posted by: Knight_019 Sun Jul 02, 2006 6:42 am
((Arc said Arby casts prayer, so I'm taking it into account)) *Mahler reaches out and touches someone. By "touch," he means "punch," and by "someone," he means "the orc." ((1d20 + 16 + 1 (prayer) = 7 + 17 = 24 1d20 + 17 = 3 + 17 = 20. Damage
2d8 + 11 + 1 = 8 + 8 + 12 = 28 damage.
2d8 + 12 = 7 + 2 + 12 = 21 damage.))

Posted by: Rusty Sun Jul 02, 2006 6:56 am
*Tanis conjures a Fireball spell. Once the spell lands, he attempts to retreat to let the other allies through, as well as to get away from the enemy.* ((Tanis casts Fireball. 3 5 3 4 3 6 + 4 (edge) = 28. REF save DC 19 for half damage. If at all possible, try and head back downstairs after.))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Sun Jul 02, 2006 7:21 am
((Arbeiten should cast Prayer, assuming WD comes back.)) So many enemies of our kind, the dwarf thought, bringing up his still spiked staff as he moved. Hitting the witch with another stunning blow, he then turned and beat the Orc with the weapon his master had given him long ago.
((5' step to the left side of the witch.
Stunning Fist declared
FoB Attack 1: 1d20 +4 (bab) +6 (str) = 25
Damage: 2d6 (unarmed) +6 (str) = 11
DC 16 Fort save or spend another round stunned
FoB Attack 1: 1d20 +4 (bab) +6 (str) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc) +2 (spikes) +1 (racial) = 24
Damage: 1d6 (staff) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +1 (prayer) = 19))
((EDIT: Prayer is cast, as we all wish WD the best.))

Posted by: Kaihaku Sun Jul 02, 2006 5:03 pm
Coventry rolls past his allies up the stairs and casts a healing spell. [Tumble: Auto-pass] [Defensive Casting: Auto-pass] [CLW: 1d8 + 8 : To whoever claims it]

Posted by: Wandering Dezorian Mon Jul 03, 2006 6:39 am

QUOTE (Arcdragnbreth)
((Arbeiten should cast Prayer, assuming WD comes back.))

Guess I might as well make this official.
Arby is involved in the breakup of a 2 year (and fairly serious) relationship, in moving to a different state, in starting a new job, in building a retaining wall for his parents, in 1 fan-game programming project, 1 programming project for a research paper, editing a second research paper, and trying to get himself back into shape after taking a semester off to focus on his studies.
Now, I'll admit that it's the first one in the list that's really taken me off the forums for a bit, but the rest kinda flesh it out and keep this post from sounding too 12-year-old-ish.
I'll return in about a month or so. Who knows? Maybe I'll even have a demo ready by then. In the mean time, however, the boss man can control Arb as he sees fit, or can designate him to anyone else.

Posted by: Rusty Mon Jul 03, 2006 8:18 am
*Ombligo moves forward to Tanis's old position, using the Wand of Lesser Orb of Acid on the Dark Soldier.* ((To hit: Natural 8 + 3 (BAB) + 3 (DEX w/Elation) + 1 (Prayer) + 1 (size) = 16. Damage: 3 + 8 + 4 = 15.))

Posted by: Critical Mass Mon Jul 03, 2006 8:49 am
Malsvirlexi scrambles past Bozak and Arby and climbs into the large brazier south of Mahler. Peeking up above the rim, he takes aim and fires a shot at the dwarf, the walls of the bowl protecting him from the nearby orc. ((Attack 29, damage 9, cover from the brazier negates the AoO and gives +4 AC (to 29)))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Mon Jul 03, 2006 3:29 pm
Kayla moves past her allies, twisting and turning to avoid opening herself to attacks from the enemy. The rogue grins as she cuts into her foe with her blade. |Tumble: 10 + 15 = 25. Success| |Attack: 15 + 3 (BAB) + 6 (DEX) + 1 (Weapon) +1 (Prayer) + 2 (Flank) = 28.
Damage: 5 + 1 (STR) + 1 (Weapon) + 15 (Sneak Attack) + 1 (Prayer) = 23|
|She will attack the Orc that is getting pummeled if she can get there, or if it isn't dead now. Otherwise, the witch is taking this attack|

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:33 pm
"Now who in the hell is that?" Langston asks no one in particular, watching the lizardman move up the stairs. Shrugging, he gnaws on a piece of cheese and has an outbreak of character development as he waits ... and eats.

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:16 am
Kria's blast slams into the ground as Kayla and Mahler finish off the Orc to the left side. Graigus' punch knocks the Witch out as Ombligo's acid splatters all over the devilish dwarf, melting through part of his red armor. The dwarf responds by howling and charging Graigus, its axe burning with fiendish fire. However, the agile monk manages to backstep at the last minute, and the fire fades as the axe misses.
((Smite Good: Fail to hit.))
Tanis casts his final spell and retreats as his fireball explodes, killing the unconscious clerics along with an archer and bowrider. The other archer and bowrider manage to take cover and avoid the worst of the spell.
((Saves: Pass, fail, pass, fail. 18 damage to two, 4 damage to the others.))
Meanwhile, the Skeleton Warrior slashes at Gorrik, managing a slight wound on the dwarf's belly.
((Hit, Miss. 8 damage to Gorrik.))
The arrows of the Dark Archer rain upon Kayla, and two stick into her flesh.
((Hit, miss, hit. 17 damage.))
The explosive bolt of the Bowrider finds a home in Graigus' gut, but the monk's reputation for having an iron stomach is apparently true in more ways than one.
((Hit. 5 damage.))
The final orc makes a puny swipe at Gorrik hardly worthy of this sentence.
((Hit, Miss. 6 damage.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:20 am
Sorel stands around beneath the raging battle, whistling.

Posted by: Knight_019 Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:26 am
*As much as Mahler would love to advance on the Dwarf, Malsvirlexi's presence in the brazier in front of him prevents him from simply taking the shortest path to it. Instead, he sees the skeleton engaged with a large portion of the team. He moves around, arms up to deflect and blows he might receive while passing by the enemy. They lash out at him, but only the Dwarf manages to land a solid blow. He stops in front of the skeleton and whips a vicious right punch at it. It flies wild, but he thinks he impacts bone with it. He looks at the aftermath to find a pieces of bone on the floor and no skeleton where there had once been one.*
((Dwarf hits on AoO. 4 damage.
Move to space in front of skeleton.
1d20 + 17 + 2 (flank) = 3 + 19 = 22
Damage
2d8 + 12 = 5 + 2 + 12 = 19 damage.
Re-Dead.))

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:25 am
Kria begins to cackle, firing her eldritch blast, mumbling something about becoming a God, And being omnipotent, and punishing those her hurt her beloved children. Because Aldur is playing Suikoden 5. And Arshtat is LOCO CRAZY. ((13+6+4 =23 on ranged touch. Hit. On the Dwarf
Damage: OnlineHost: geddis the hero rolled 3 6-sided dice: 6 6 6 >:D))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jul 04, 2006 5:35 am
"I'm going up," Dam said, exchanging the bow for his trademark kris knives. "I've spent enough time down here." And with that he came up the stairs, stopping just behind the dragonman as he awaited the chance to end the battle. ((Move to the spot north of Tenryu on the map.))
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Stepping lightly, the dwarf then set his sights on the orc, landing two heavy blows with his staff.
((Move 5' SE, then orc rape.
FoB Attack 1: 1d20 +4 (bab) +5 (str) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc) +2 (spikes) +1 (racial) +1 (prayer) = 25
Damage: 1d6 (staff) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +1 (prayer) = 14
FoB Attack 1: 1d20 +4 (bab) +5 (str) +1 (staff) +1 (w. foc) +2 (spikes) +1 (racial) +1 (prayer) = 22
Damage: 1d6 (staff) +6 (str) +7 (spikes) +1 (prayer) = 19))
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Gorrik also assaults his ancient foe, missing once but hitting hard the second time.
((Attack1: 1d20 +7 (bab) +4 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (prayer) +1 (racial) = 17
Attack2: 1d20 +2 (bab) +4 (str) +1 (wpn) +1 (prayer) +1 (racial) = 26
Damage: 1d10 +1 (wpn) +4 (str) +1 (prayer) = 14))
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Arbeiten moves over to Kayla, gently placing a hand on her shoulder as he closed most of the wounds she'd just suffered.
((Move to to the spot above Kayla.
Defensive Casting
Concentration: 1d20 +8 (ranks) +4 (combat casting) +3 (con) = 23
CLW: 1d8 +5 = 13))
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Tenryu charges forward, aiming to bisect the remaining bowrider.
((PA 5
Attack: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (prayer) +2 (charge) -5 (pa) = 31 - critical threat
Confirm: 1d20 +5 (bab) +8 (str) +1 (mwk) +1 (prayer) +2 (charge) -5 (pa) = 24
Damage: [1d10 (wpn) +12 (str) +10 (pa) +1 (prayer)] x2 (crit) = 26 x2 = 52))

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jul 04, 2006 6:12 am
*Ombligo floats forward, sending a jolt of lightning in the direction of the enemy archer.* ((Moving to where Arby was. I should be able to hit the archer from that point. So yeah, Lightning Bolt: Damage: 5 2 4 1 1 3 4 = 20. REF save: DC 20 for half damage.))

Posted by: TheUnknownMarine Tue Jul 04, 2006 7:01 am
The conflict ends not with a bang, but a whimper, as over the course of the next few seconds, the enemy forces are slain, one by one. ((1670 XP to all.))

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Tue Jul 04, 2006 7:42 am
Sorel hears the sounds of battle die down above. Gesturing to the others still downstairs, he leads them up the steps, into the shrine proper. Upon ascending, he sees the prostrate but still breathing form of the witch. : "Langston, bind this woman. We'll be questioning her, I expect." He looks up at Dam. "And then taking her to the next town and offering her to the authorities."

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:13 am
((The spoils: 2 Mwk Mighty (+2) Comp Longbows 3 Mwk Dwarven Waraxes 2 Mwk Longspears 2 Mwk. Heavy Crossbows
24 Heavy Large Explosive Bolts
+1 Longsword
3 Mwk Full Plate (dwarf sized)
Turquoise (10 gp)
Bloodstone (50 gp)
Large Ruby (1100 gp)
Small Ruby (800 gp)
Potion: Bear's Endurace
Oil: Bless Weapon
Obviously, we're selling almost everything. What we will keep are the crossbow and the bolts, as well as the potion and oil. If you have a reason you want to keep anything else, let me know.))
"Well, if she didn't go down in the fight, I'm not going to go stabbing her all willy nilly," Dicem said. "Get Langston over here; I'm sure he'd do better at tying her up than I would. Even tied up, however, I want her to stay knocked out for as long as possible during the day. Maybe a meal or something if she looks sick."
Then, directing his attention to the newcomer, he said in draconic "I'm Dam Dicem. What are you going to do now?"

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Jul 04, 2006 3:06 pm
The jewels catch Kayla's eye, but she realizes that there would be no sense in keeping them. After all, they could be sold and the money could be used to buy more useful things. The rogue takes a cloth from a pouch and wipes the blood off of her blade before sheathing it back at her side.
((Kayla doesn't have a ranged weapon, so she'd be interested in one of the crossbows))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Tue Jul 04, 2006 3:50 pm
((Keep in mind it's a full action to reload, and it only holds one bolt at a time.))

Posted by: Dark Maiden Tue Jul 04, 2006 4:50 pm
((Ok. Nevermind, then))

Posted by: Aldur Tue Jul 04, 2006 5:01 pm
Kria laughed, giggling to herself as she continued to zoom around the small chamber, flying around and hovering and generally making a nuisance of herself. The catgirl smirked, she could get used to this. "ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"

Posted by: Rusty Tue Jul 04, 2006 8:55 pm
((Arc, you forgot the 700 gold of loose change that we found. I'm pretty sure it was 700.))

Posted by: DragonmasterDon1 Tue Jul 04, 2006 10:56 pm
Langston jumped at the opportunity to participate given that he had been of almost no use during the encounter that had just concluded itself. His deft hands went to work immediately after pulling his rope from around his shoulders. Knots were tied quickly and efficiently, or at least as much as he could manage.
((Use Rope: 16 (Roll) + 16 (Skill) = 32))
"That should do it, boss," the rat said flatly, before settling back to watch idly as Dam spoke to the newcomer in a language he didn't understand.

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:15 am
A smile crosses Sorel's face as he admires Langston's swift and efficient skill. : "Thank you, Langston."

Posted by: Tarethen Wed Jul 05, 2006 5:12 am
Having done nothing this battle, Farain emerged and stood near everyone, staying quiet as he watched what was happening. ((Hey, Arc. Mind if I take one of those long bows?))

Posted by: Arcdragnbreth Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:20 am
((I thought your current bow was better that one of these, but if you want to you can.)) Nodding along with Sorel's sentiments towards the circus performer, he said "Do me a favor and get the iron man downstairs to come up here. He snoozed for long enough."

Posted by: VoxPVoxD Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:22 am
Making no reply, Sorel moves to rouse Gilliam.

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