Valdor Saturday October 28th, 2006 1:29:21 AM
Valdor chuckles at Cori's words. He keeps it to himself, though. Nodding to the captain's observations he says into his earring,"Ve, I really hate the idea of splitting up the group again. It's bad enough to have you two so far away with a black dragon possibly around somewhere. If they join us great, if not, we may be fighting them.
We have to get some wind here, or Cori, can those elementals help push us along without destroying the ship? We have a spot located, but there's not much wind to get us there and we need to make haste."
He locates Falin and tells him quickly,"Falin, we are making for shore. Make sure those archers of yours are ready to depart the boat in their groups and then spread out to cover us as we exit. Have your scouts ready to head out once we make land. I want to know what kind of landscape we have, any natural hindrances like fissures, rivers, and such in all directions.
Hr searches out the Ailsidurian clerics, who have stayed strangely out of the way on the ship and asks,"Can any of you summon a wall of stone that's thick enough for several people to walk on, but not so heavy it would topple a ship? We may need such depending on how close to shore the captain gets us. Plus, I don't know how involved you plan to be if there is a major fight and I need to know now where you stand."
Lian AC 37, hps 88/88 Saturday October 28th, 2006 10:53:25 AM
The monk makes for Falin's side. "Perhaps I should accompany the archers as well, seeing as how they may need melee support. What do you say Falin?" "What do you think about those clouds Valdor? Heirophant setting us up for a hurricane or tidal wave?" Smiles the much. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
Gunther Saturday October 28th, 2006 10:35:10 PM
Gunther looks disgruntled as Falin approaches. "Hmmmph." The warrior pauses for a few minutes. Though he looks like he wants to talk, he just stands there, apparently thinking...which is a feat in and of itself for the cat trainer. He looks at Falin...then K'nara...then at Falin again. "You..." Gunther grits his teeth. Normally he would settle this little manner of honor with a nice solid punch to the jaw. But that was not the elven way...not K'nara's way. Gunther lets out his breath is slow puffs, trying to reign in his temper. He rethinks the "battle", tossing the matter over in his slow processor. He had taken to air...the magician was his...and then those showy archers had shot him down before he could even take a swing. His brothers laughing at him...and then K'nara asking him to take part in an important assignment, which he can't complete because he'd wasted the magic of his armor in a battle where he couldn't even dirty his sword. Gunther looks away, kicks the deck with a final puff of breath and then looks back. No matter what he says, he's pretty sure it's not going to come out right. He looks at Falin's chest as he speaks. "It's noting. Don't vorry about it." Feeling mildly confused by the whole situation, Gunther excuses himself and heads over to the orcs, making sure that they're ready for landfall when it occurs.
OOC: Jamie, Falin really hasn't done anything other than bruise Gunther's tender orcish ego. No big, just some fun. :)
Lian Sunday October 29th, 2006 8:19:34 AM
The monk smirks at Falin. "Careful, they eat their enemies hearts."
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth Sunday October 29th, 2006 9:21:29 PM
Seeing as how her water elementals should remain around for at least a little longer she will instruct them to gently guide the ships to the area indicated by Valdor. "Valdor...you should be getting some assistance for the movement of your ships." Looking to Ve she nods her head. "They should be gone in a few, but at least this way we get just a little more use out of them." She is ready to move out when Ve is.
Amarth lands back on his Mistress's shoulder as he does not like all the work involved in flying at this time. He likes it when he can ride the winds a little and ease his own work to stay aloft.
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental - 16 rounds] [spell resistance from Ve - 22 minutes - SR 34]
Valdor Monday October 30th, 2006 12:28:16 AM
Valdor looks to where Lian is indicating and replies,"I don't know, but I don't like the looks of it. I have no idea of the power of those we face, but they would have to have at least a wizard or two that were fairly powerful. We need to move it. I have no desire to be on a ship if it is some kind of hurricane or tidal wave. Do what you can to help the exodus from this ship. It appears the captain of the other ship has let Ve convince him to follow us as well."
He replies to Cori then,"That's awesome. We have some kind of storm approaching and we need to get to shore quickly. Keep an eye on it. You and Ve don't need to be up in the air when it hits, if it hits."
Posting Reports for Monday October 30th, 2006 5:21:10 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the Week of Oct 23,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Jan....XXXXX Valdore...X2X2XSS Mordrid...OOX2X Fr.Nick...X2XXX Dahlia....XOXOO V E Mont..XXXOX Corealot..OXXXOS
Adm Ceil - Hmm Their Good!!
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Posting Reports for Game # 3 The Emerald Talons For the Week of Oct 23,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Donna..XXXXX Lien......XXXXXSS Falin.....XXXXO Milo......XXXXO Olana.....2XXOX Inger.....XOXOO Gunther...XXXXXS K'Nara....X2XXX Br,Bertram.XOXXO Aerelia...XOOOO <Problem with the New Bee??
Adm Ceil - Not bad just one Problem.
Lian Monday October 30th, 2006 1:34:49 PM
The monk nods. "I'm thinking druids, but your probably right. I'll do my best to keep the troops moving." He moves off toward the elves again.
K'Nara d20=11 Monday October 30th, 2006 7:24:36 PM
K'Nara watches Gunther move off, genuinely puzzled as to why he's angry and frustrated. She resolves to try to pep up his spirits later.
The blade singer then strains her brain in an attempt to try to figure out where the ships may be--it might give a clue as to what "city" the troops had been recruited to save.
(OOC: Making an Intelligence roll--result is 11. However, if this a "fabled land" (i.e. magic place of any sort), then you can add K'Nara's Knowledge [arcana] ranks to it: +9.)
DM Jan Monday October 30th, 2006 7:43:22 PM
((Posting tonight when I come back from Fencing, so there's still time to throw a few things in if you need to.))
Olana Tuesday October 31st, 2006 1:02:22 AM
Olana listens to Valdor's instructions, hoping that those weird-looking clerics can come up with something. She didn't fancy having to send the horses overboard, although she knew they could swim quite well.
Nick Tuesday October 31st, 2006 1:04:15 AM
Hearing about the storm out in the lake, Nick goes in search of Dahlia. Something was tickling at his memory.
(earpiece) 'Dahlia?'
DM Jan Tuesday October 31st, 2006 1:45:18 AM
((Come on, you horrible lot, I didn't give you the day off. Get posting. ;) ))
Valdor finds the Brothers Ga'al huddled together at the starboard side of the ship, just below the poop deck. "We would be glad to be of assistance," says Brother Michael. "If there is stone at the shore, I'm sure we can mould it into something."
Below deck, the elves are quiet but busy, getting organised via hand signals, in order to disembark as quickly as possible.
K'Nara has a good look around. The immediate area is beautiful, there's no doubt about that, and the distant mountains cut quite an impressive skyline. it would probably be a nice place to live - arable land by the looks of it, onshore - and plenty of fish! But it looks quite uncultivated. Untouched by civilization, except for the camp on shore. There's no magic 'feel' to this shoreline, either, and really - all she has to go off, is the original prophecy. Was it as simple as that? If it was - then there's no sign of it.
Gunther finds Borden gathering his men, and he gets a nod of inclusion into the group. (Orcish) "Providing the water is deep enough, and there's a decent shore, I've no qualms about riding the horses into the water. Those of you who can't swim - use the horse. It'll get you to shore if you don't panic." There's some unease and cursing about the whole idea, but - if it has to be done...
And so!
All three ships change course and start toward the headland. Coming around it gives everyone a good look at the immediate territory. Here it hasn't been flattened and cannibalized by the encampment further north. Sandy shore (No stone.) Green meadow and patches of trees. The headland is a small hill that creates a barrier between everyone and the encampment. At ground level, they can't see you. You can't see them.
A subtly unnatural current brings the ships into shore, until -
"We can't take her any further in," says the first mate. "She'll run aground, but we have four row boats." He hesitates, then rubs his arms. "Why do I feel like someone's walked over my grave?" he asks.
And there it is suddenly - distant, but gradually growing - DRAGONFEAR! Ever so slowly it starts to sink into everyone's bones.
MEANWHILE!
Up in the sky, Ve and Cori can see the ships change course and sail around the headland in the distance behind them. Ahead, there is a slight flash of silver amongst the distant cloud and thunder.
((Okay, I need some SPOT checks from you two.))
Everyone else, you have to disembark, in a hurry, I suspect. SPOT checks, and reconaissance checks (Survival etc etc) - roll 'em.
In the meantime, I'll have a map ready for you, Tuesday night.
K'Nara Tuesday October 31st, 2006 9:46:03 AM
K'Nara frowns thoughtfully.
"Looks like it will be bath-time for the hor--" she begins to say, then the spine-shiver moment with the new first mate interrupts. The chestnut-maned woman wheels around, scanning the sky as she recognizes the effect for what it is (thanks to unwanted audiences with Parnoth.)
"Everybody, MOVE!!!" K'Nara bellows. "We have to get off the ship, onto shore and under cover--NOW!!!"
Ve Mundr d20+16=22 d20+14=15 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 12:32:49 PM
All three ships were moving together, that was good. "Well Cori I would think we did quite well. Two more vessels not on the opponents side and all. That is most definately nota natural storm and as exciting as I'm sure taking this carpet into it would be. I think returning tand setting down on the shore to be order of the moment." With that Ve commands the carpet down and towards the shoreline the ships are headed into.
[Spot 22, Know arcana 15 on the storm]
Mordrid (Protection from Electricity) Tuesday October 31st, 2006 2:10:25 PM
Mordrid takes to the air again. Making sense of the dragon fear, he shouts at those below, "Ground the #$%^& ship! The boat was made to serve one purpose, and it has! Let's get ashore!"
"Valdor, the horses have water-walk."
The ranger flies up and out, between the beach and the ship. He casts PROTECTION FROM ELECTRICITY.
"Valdor, Nick, we over-looked the effect of dragon fear on all these men and women. There will be a trampling riot amongst these people. Only the holy men can give the elves and orcs the courage they need."
Lian Tuesday October 31st, 2006 2:45:04 PM
The monk waits with the elves.
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth d20+14=30 d20+12=25 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 5:11:38 PM
Cori nods to Ve. "Not a bad days work really..." She slowly lets that fade as he starts to feel the unmistakable presence of dragon. "The storm is not the problem...do you feel that tingle...the hairs standing up on the back of your neck..." Her eyes rove the skies as she tries to spot the source of the fear. "Dragon fear and it is headed this way I fear." She palms one of her magic missile wands from the pocket of her pants as she looks to Ve. "We may have to play bait."
Amarth from her shoulder does not look at all comfortable about any of this and a dragon was not in the plan...well at least this early.
Brother Bertram d20+8=18 d20+8=10 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 7:35:05 PM
Bertram searches for the fear that is racing through his heart and looks about wildly. He is also faced with the fact that they are about to leave and/or lose the boats....and that he will sink like a stone...
(Spot 18, Survival 10)
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+14=32 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 10:22:17 PM
Dahlia still below and finally finished with a fruitless search hears the hubub from above and Nick calling for her and heads back up as he answers him. "Yes Nicholas, Can I help you?"
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Up in the crows nest, Ingrge watches with interest as the ships make their move to settle into shore and catches a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. Sure he saw something (DC32) he focuses on the area trying to discover what it was that he saw.
Valdor d20=20 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 10:32:50 PM
Sensing the dragonfear and hearing the others' comments, Valdor says quickly,"Ve, Cori, get back here now. We don't know if the dragon even knows we are here yet. We're getting off the ship quickly. You won't stand a chance on that carpet against a dragon."
He "helps" people get ready to exit. Anyone who can swim, he'll heave a dozen extra yards toward the shore. He leaves the horses to the elves, knowing their abilities with animals exceed his own.
He scans the area and the oncoming storm, looking for signs of the dragon.(Spot nat 20)
Milo Wednesday November 1st, 2006 1:24:58 AM
As the dragonfear begins to sink in, Milo scampers down to the deck, and changes out his slippers for boots of speed, replacing the slippers in his haversack. He then silently finds a place by Olana's side, "Do you feel that?" The halfling shivers.
Olana d20+14=29 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 1:48:18 AM
Olana is chewing the corner of her lip and looking edgy when Milo arrives. "Yeah - feels like Parnoth has arrived," she grumbles. "How we're going to get everything on shore without breaking a few legs, I just don't know. I hope those orcs are right."
SPOT DC 29
Nick Wednesday November 1st, 2006 1:50:42 AM
"Dahlia!" yells Nick, as he's pushed and shoved this way and that as folk try to disembark. "That prophecy - didn't you say you saw a silver dragon? What do you know about silvers? Can they do weather?"
Dahlia (illegal second post) Wednesday November 1st, 2006 6:48:31 AM
Responding to Nicholas as she pops out of the hatch and onto the deck.
"To the best of my recollection, the silver dragons are indeed good with weather, mostly wind and cold, but I am sure other things as well."
Valdor Wednesday November 1st, 2006 9:04:56 AM
Valdor pipes in,"Wasn't a silver aligned with the black dragon? We should be very cautious about revealing ourselves to this silver."
Ve Mundr Wednesday November 1st, 2006 9:28:52 AM
Ve arches a brow towards Cori, "and landing on the boat was an idea that didn't set well with you?" He then smiles even as Valdor directs them to return and adds with a wink to the drow mage. "Me thinks he is far too protective of me." Though Ve does continue down and towards the shore the ships move to, he will not go below 100' feet quite yet.
DM Jan Wednesday November 1st, 2006 12:31:20 PM
((Guys and Gals, due to a few upcoming administration issues, I'm going to have to push things along a bit then we can get to the finale.))
OUT ON THE LAKE -
Just concentrating on the storm for a moment, at their altitude, both Ve and Cori catch the sight of a silver tail, darting in and out of the clouds in the distance. This is a dragon-made storm.
And while Valdor's voice hammers urgently through the earpiece, Cori spots something else - something that makes her stomach curdle. In the water below - a dark shape is moving rapidly toward shore. A big, dark shape. Dragonfear rolls through the ether, twisting the perception, attempting to freeze the mind - and it's accompanied by a voice - telepathic and female, aimed at the two carpet-fliers.
If you're out looking for trouble, you'll find plenty here. I suggest you hide, while he's out there getting his pet slave to do his dirty work.
The shape continues toward shore, until at some point, from this far up in the air, it seems to disappear altogether.
AT THE SHORE -
Ingrge, Olana and Valdor spot a small dot in the distant sky, approaching from the south, flying toward the group and the large camp beyond to the north. Valdor and Ingrge can even make out a flash of colour. They've both seen dragons in flight before, and this one? It's RED. Everyone has minutes. That's all.
The resulting chaos is unimaginable. The First Mate does not want the ship run aground - "Land lubbers... there's a keel! She'll list to one side and throw us all in the water!"
Borden doesn't mess around, he has both his men and his horses over the side, with the orcs clutching frantically at the flanks of their mounts, as the horses swim strongly toward the shore.
The Aisildurians decide to air walk. It's a fast walk.
In the scramble, Dahlia's memory might be jogged as to what she found below - barrels of water, food, various non-magical weapons, and some small barrels of black powder.
There is pushing, shoving, yelling, elbowing, trampling. Some of Capt Brown's men are trying to get the boats in the water, others are just leaping over the side.
Gunther discovers that his panther can swim quite well, although she's hardly too pleased about it.
((I'm assuming everyone gets to shore using whatever physical or magical means they have at their disposal. This is the pushing things along part ;) ))
The water is clear, and extremely cold. Luckily the shore isn't too far away. But after that -
after, in some cases, nearly drowning under the weight of their own weapons and armour, or getting elbowed in the face, or dragged below the surface of the water and swallowing half the lake, or getting stepped on by horses scrambling to get a footing, after that -
comes the thigh-numbing dash toward the clumps of trees.
Bedraggled and exhausted, those who have had to get through the water have barely made it before a large shadow flies past, above the tree canopy. It's the Red - coming into land at the camp.
So - dragons. Plural. A silver has been spotted, the prophecy tells of a male black one, and now a red one?
Reconaissance is urgently required. And a battle plan. And as Mordrid suggests, a need for morale boosting.
((Mark - my map email to you bounced back. Could you post your email address? I must have it wrong.))
Lian AC 37, hps 88/88 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 6:34:54 PM
Lian moves along with the elven archers and prepares a spell(or tattoo). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
K'Nara d20=17 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 7:47:20 PM
Swimming in armor isn't easy...but K'Nara knows that it will be especially hard for Brother Bert--dwarves are NOT the best of swimmers.
"Bertram!" she gets the cleric's attention, "Help me get this hatch cover loose--it's wood and will float in the water...you hold onto it and I'll help you swim ashore!"
With Brother Bertram's help, K'Nara can get the wooden hatch cover off the hatch and into the water to aid the dwarf in getting ashore. (OOC: rolled a d20 for whatever kind of check the DM may feel is necessary; roll result is 17.)
After she's ashore, the leader of the Talons asks Valdor: "Where in the Wold are all these dragons coming from? Did we blunder into wherever that place was that the dragons of old were banished to??? How can we recon? As I recall, most dragons can spot anything invisible and can tell if a person is in their vicinity thanks to incredibly sharp senses..!"
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 1st, 2006 7:55:18 PM
A bedraggled dwarf, grunts gratefully to K'nara as they make it to shore. His axe he wipes down quickly, getting it ready for whatever may come next.
(Kagan@HarvestersHeroes.com)
Olana Wednesday November 1st, 2006 9:57:23 PM
If Milo is okay getting to shore, then she'll leave him to his own devices, otherwise she'll try and make sure they both stay afloat by using one of the ponies or horses to help them along a bit.
On shore and under the trees - "I felt sure that dragon would come down on us. It's either blind or distracted, or thinks we're part of the whole shebang, maybe."
She'll offer up her scouting services to K'Nara and Valdor.
Milo d20+16=34 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 10:22:45 PM
Milo doesn't even flinch, but dives straight into the water and begins to swim along side Olana. The halfling is a surprisingly strong swimmer. (OOC: Swim check DC 34)
Aeralia d20=12 d20=14 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 10:58:09 PM
Aeralia isn't much of a swimmer, but doesn't really have any other way she can think of to get to land, so she'll dive in, and make the best of it. Choking and coughing up water, looking like a drowned rat as she pulls herself up on shore, Aeralia quickly changes her mind and decides she doesn't like the ocean anymore, as she was starting to.
Once she has a few moments to breath air instead of water, the young sorceress stands and tries to ring some of the water from her dress, shivering against the cold. She darts for the trees once she realizes thats their current destination, taking cover with the others.
"So what are we supposed to do now?" she wonders outloud, trying to move to a better spot to overlook the camp.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (OOC: Swim Checks 12 and 14)
DM Jan Wednesday November 1st, 2006 10:59:12 PM
((OOC - something I didn't make clear in my post. With Capt Brown and his men, and the men from the other two ships - you now have approximately 250 mercenaries - all waiting for instructions, all wondering what the heck is going on.
Roll call -
Platinum Dragons Emerald Talons 15 orcs 42 elves A bag of hydra's teeth A raven A panther 250 mercenaries and ships crew.
So far...))
Corialote and Amarth d20+14=20 d20+4=16 d20+12=25 d20+4=6 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 11:20:16 PM
Cori simply shrugs and then looks to the sky again. She points out the tail that she sees but it is gone almost as fast. "I don't make the rules...I just break them." Her smile shows a perfect set of white teeth.
Looking down she shakes her head. "Look at the shape in the water...another dragon if I am not mistaken." Then she is listening to the voice in her head and shakes her head. "Seems that a certain Black Dragon dragon is on the prowl." She stats this both to Ve and to Valdor through her earpiece.
Amarth is also watching the area for signs of other dragons. He does not like the feelings that are going through his little brain. He also does not like the idea of dealing with dragons anymore than he has to.
Both Mistress and familiar are looking over the ground for places to hide, possible places for ambush and anything else that maybe helpful.
[Cori - spot 20 and survival 16 ; Amarth - spot 25 and survival 6]
Gunther d20+15=18 d20+6=13 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 11:56:52 PM
The big cat trainer cuts through the water, making sure that Thaeri is doing ok (Swim=18). Making landfall, Gunther scans the horizon (Spot=13) as he helps the other orcs to shore. He grins at the grunts. "Well boys, looks like we might just get to have some good old fashioned dragon stew tonight!" he calls out in spotless orcish as he shakes himself off. Trying to bolster their spirits, Gunther helps Borden and Birk form up the orcs in their ranks once more. Then he goes to Thaeri. "A big creature is coming. It is going to try and scare you...but don't run away. I'll be there, fighting it. But don't try to join in to the fight either...it will be too strong. Just stay close by and keep an eye out."
Valdor Thursday November 2nd, 2006 1:45:59 AM
Valdor swims to the shore, helping whoever needs it along the way. Seeing the large number of people not knowing what to do, however, gets his blood going. When he makes shore and feels the humming from his sword, Valdor spies the red off in the distance and booms out,"Start moving under the trees toward the North. He may spy us, but if we move toward the other camp coming out of the same ships, it may think we just missed the landing. Keep spread out under the cover of the trees. Rogues and elves, get out front and get us some distances to the camp. Stay out of sight. Move it!"
He puts his cloak on to cover his shining armor and moves under the trees. After the red has passed, he addresses the rest of the group and says,"Don't concern yourselves about that red dragon. We have fought and killed a bunch of those. We are here to possibly fight a huge battle and you are now on the winning side! It's great to want glory and money...it's another to lose and get nothing but death. After we win this battle, you will all be rewarded handsomely for joining us. You captains and ship crews who got us through that portal will have new ships! The rest will gain their glory and riches as well! Be prepared and, if there is a dragon to fight, stay spread out and let us handle the dragon. Be silent until I give the order to attack! Now, let's move out quickly and quietly."
He repiles to Cori,"Did you see the red that just flew over? That makes a possibility of three dragons. If we have to fight, we need to take out the red first, then the black. The silver is probably controlled by the black. Domi's shorts! I have gone against two dragons once, but never three. I don't want a battle if we can avoid it."
He then finds all the clerics and says,"You should all spread through the ranks. We can't be losing all of you in one breath. If you have any physical boosts, be prepared to cast them soon. Nick, I have a bad feeling about this. My place has always been at the front, and will be today. But, I have never had such odds against us. Don't get killed today. I'll probably need you to intervene with Gargul for me."
Nick sees uncertainty and even fear in Valdor's eyes. Noone else would probably notice that doesn't know him. His jaw is set and his posture says he's ready, but in the back of his eyes...
Lian Thursday November 2nd, 2006 3:34:27 AM
"Does anyone have any messages for Gargul that I can give him?" Jokes the monk.
"More Dragons huh? Ah well, nothing can be easy can it."
Mordrid (protection from electricity, protection from fire) Thursday November 2nd, 2006 9:41:39 AM
The ranger alights on the beach. He looks up toward the sky with wild eyes. His blood is pumping, and he is itching for a fight. (dragon - favoreded enemy.)
"Valdor, we just can't wait for the three dragon's to come together. Allow me to draw the red into a fight. We can bring him down quickly and even the odds. You know I am right."
The ranger casts protection from fire.
The ranger sets his bow, and prepares to let loose an arrow, if the dragon flies in range again, (1000 feet hehe) and with Valdor's permission (maybe, if he can control himself. The only thing currently stopping him is the fear of someone getting hurt by his initiations.)
The ranger mumbles like a madman, as he trods thru the sand while entranced on the sky, "rule number one when fighting a dragon -Attack first, attack fast and attack hard. Do not hold anything back. Rule number two - attack the dragon physically, not magically. Rule number three: Spread out..." The ranger sounds as if he is prepared to go on.
Ve Mundr d20+16=32 Thursday November 2nd, 2006 9:45:39 AM
Ve looks to Cori, "We are certainly in the right area now." as the voice mentions looking for trouble.
Cori points out the shape and Ve nods his agreement. "We should probably land and meet with the others. While our ability to see a great deal from high up is desirable, there is a dragon flying about."
Ve takes the carpet in to land with the group keeping his eye out about anything on the way. [Spot 32] When they arrive he locates Valdor and tells him about the voice. "My thought is the silver dragon warning us about the red and black. The silver is definately making the big storm."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Nick Thursday November 2nd, 2006 1:12:32 PM
Somewhat out of breath after the dash up the beach, Nick nods at Valdor. He can certainly understand his leader's apprehension and fear. Three dragons? Three? Although perhaps the silver...
"Don't worry. We'll get through it." Empty words, Nick, empty words... "But it seems to me that we desperately need eyes and ears beyond those trees. We need to know our enemy, and if there's a chance - exactly what they're planning."
He casts a sideways glance at Mordrid, who seems already enraptured by the thought of a dragon battle.
DM Jan Thursday November 2nd, 2006 2:00:01 PM
Valdor's words help settle the general chaos, and the entire party starts to move and gather into strategic groups.
Lian and Falin get the elves and their bows organized into their own four groups - and two groups head inland and north, using the trees for cover, the other two stay not too far away from the main gathering. Brother Tyne, one of the Aisildurians, heads off with the northern group.
With the orcs, Capt Brown's men and the big hunting horses they brought with them - Borden, Birk and Gunther find themselves with a ready-made and fearsome-looking cavalry.
All the other men from the ships appear to gather together into one seething horde of infantry. And most of them are giving Mordrid a wide berth. Even the barbarians are not going to go near this crazy person. "He's right, tho'," says a stout fellow wearing a jaunty metal helmet with a single horn sticking out if it.
And so, it appears that Valdor, Mordrid, Olana, Milo, Bertram, Ingrge, Dahlia, Ve, Cori, K'Nara, Nick, Brother's Nyle and Michael, and Aeralia have a choice on their hands. They can either join up with the bowmen, the cavalry, or the infantry - OR - go in as an individual - OR - team up in smaller groups.
((Folks - let me know what your character intends to do - it'll just make it easier for me with the map, that's all.))
IN THE MEANTIME!
As the party gathers and sorts itself out -
The Platinum ranger is perhaps a little disappointed when the red dragon does not circle back. Going off it's trajectory before they reached cover, Ve and Cori figure perhaps that it was going into land at the camp.
Funny how there are no 'fear of dragon' screams coming from that direction. In fact, sounds can be heard, sounds like general 'camp noise.' No one is scared. Odd. Those stood close to Capt Brown's men may have noticed some of these men reach into their pockets and drink out of a small bottle, then give a sigh of relief. Not unlike the small bottle K'Nara now has, after the episode with the crazed man, back in Izen.
Could it also be, that for the time being, the group has been overlooked, or certain innocent assumptions have been made - that perhaps you're expected to join the main camp? If so - there's a window of opportunity right there, probably a small one, though.
ALSO! - someone appears to be wading into shore from the lake - a tiny, diminutive female, who begins to sprint toward the group as soon as she has found her feet. By the time she approaches, she is completely dry, her long, silky black hair flowing behind her. Those who remember the battle against Ebyron over at the Floating City will remember this one, where she was apt to change into something entirely more fearsome, and was last seen hurling great trees into the lake. A lake not unlike this one, in fact.
((OOC - folks, you need knowledge before you charge in - there's more. ))
Gunther (AC33, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13 d20+1=16 Thursday November 2nd, 2006 2:18:57 PM
Gunther looks over at Borden and Captain Brown. "Captain...can dose men ride? If not, they need a quick lesson. Get the horses ready for combat immediately!" Then Gunther returns his attention to Borden, switching to orcish. "Sir, calvary is not very useful against dragons. But it looks like that dragon just landed in the camp...and it sounds like there are other creatures in the camp. With our speed and prowess, we can easily sweep down on the camp when it's time and provide a distraction, allowing that big guy (Gunther jerks his thumb in Valdor's direction) and some of the others to sneak into camp and concentrate on the dragon. Then, once we've taken out the support troops, we can carve ourselves some nice dragon steaks." Gunther gathers Bordern's thoughts on the matter and then heads over to K'nara, letting her know his small part of the battle plan.
OOC: Int.=16
Valdor Thursday November 2nd, 2006 2:37:31 PM
Valdor is grateful for Mordrid interrupting his thoughts. He replies,"Steady brother. We really need some information first. If we attack, we may not learn what we need to learn. And if there are three dragons in the area, we don't want them all on us. They may split up so we need to sit back and watch for a little. If it looks like we're going to fight, you'll get the first shot."
He responds to Ve,"Well done. I thought going to that ship was a bad idea, and you have proven me wrong. Be ready with those hydra teeth. We will soon need them, I fear. I will check out the other camp myself this time. You guys and gals get everyone ready, warmed up, dried off, and start getting the leaders together. I'll be back shortly."
He applies his Dust of Disappearance and tries to find a spot to teleport to. If he can spy an area in the trees near the camp, he will teleport there, otherwise, he'll just teleport onto the edge of the beach and trees as far as he close as he can get.
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/134) Thursday November 2nd, 2006 7:12:20 PM
K'Nara makes sure that Brother Bertram is under cover of the trees and then turns around, intending to join Valdor and consult with how to find out more about the people at the camp...when she sees an unfamiliar person exit the water.
"Looks like we have a visitor, Valdor..." she says to the leader of the Platinum Dragons, "...and wasn't this the one who shapechanged--"
K'Nara cuts off her statement as the woman approaches, not wishing to tip her suspicions off to the newcomer. The blade singer has no weapons in hand...yet.
(OOC: both Valdor and K'Nara were in the same party for their adventure in the ancient Wold.)
Lian AC 37, hps 88/88 d20+10=11 d20+20=36 Thursday November 2nd, 2006 7:21:11 PM Would the divine casters have had time to sit around and use the Incense of Meditation? I'm sorry it wasn't mentioned before, but I figured I'd ask now. Lian would have set it up early into the trip, provided 8 hours was free to do so. None of his spells would be affected, but the other clerics might be.
The monk leads/follows one southern archer groups. He remains vigilant and read to cast. (Spot 11, Listen 36)
He retrieves a Restorative Ointment and hands it to Brother Bertram. "Did you need a wand of Cure Moderate too?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
Dahlia Thursday November 2nd, 2006 8:01:42 PM
Before leaving the ship altogether, Dahlia grabs a few of those small bags of black powder and then activating her boots flies to shore. Joining up with valdor and K'nara, she responds to Valdor. "Yes there was a silver somehow tied to the black, I am not sure if it is aligned or sudjucated."
******* Once on shore Ingrge watches and waits moving to join the elvish bowmen. Once with them he strings his bow and checks his supply of arrows.
DM Jan Friday November 3rd, 2006 12:29:18 AM
((OOC - Jay, you don't have that much time.))
Jay Friday November 3rd, 2006 1:21:16 AM
OOC - Thanks Jan. :)
Milo Friday November 3rd, 2006 1:32:30 AM
Milo does his best to stay near at hand, standing close to Olana, "I don't know whether to find a place to hide now, or just await the oncoming beasties... though it appears," nodding toward the newcomer walking up the beach, "that one has already arrived."
Brother Bertram Friday November 3rd, 2006 7:00:15 AM
Bertram gathers his power, praying to Domi and Gargul, asking for guidance and strength. He goes through his pack and gathers some gems which he places in a pouch on his belt for easy access.
Ve Mundr Friday November 3rd, 2006 10:32:01 AM
Ve frowns as Valdor teleports out, but says nothing. To himself he keeps his council at this point. Valdor had enough without descenting opinions or remarks abouthis immediate course. So to that end of keeping his tongue behind his teeth, Ve sets himself to assisting in preparations and to that end he tries to gather Nick, Cori and the Talons resident spellcasters.
"I have asked this meeting to discuss our general stratedgy. we obviously want to spread out to cause the greatest impact across the troops. The cavalry will proabbly have to be on thier own unless any of you are prfoccient enough in the saddle to be effective."
"Do we still have that potion from one of Brown's men? We can be certain the enemy will be drinking them and going into a frenzy of rather impressive magnitude. It may also stay off the dragon fear. I believe that dispel magics will be of enormous benefit. not only will it cancel the benefits of thier beserker fury, but the Dragon fear will be used against them as well."
Ve nods as he speaks of using this tactic to encourage the others to start nodding and soon hopefully has a nice agreement. He continues, "We need to be aware of where all of us are and the other extremely important players in this. With that in mind, each of us should take 2 others as our personal charges. With Dragons about, I will take Mordrid and Lian. This will also put me into the thick, which is where I should be. I suggest to Cori and Father Nicholas, that you look after Talons. For the Dragon Teeth, my thought is to send them to try and flank or to be used as instant reinforcements."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Mordrid Friday November 3rd, 2006 11:21:38 AM
Mordrid joins Ve's meeting, himself a little concerned about Valdor's sudden disappearance.
(The ranger still appears intoxicated by the hunt).
The ranger nods once when he is assigned to Ve. It was a good match. "I think we keep our troops together in a rally area, until the camp has been suitably scouted. It would be insane to approach in full force when we don't know what's there. Any plan at this point would be folly. So, someone should go ahead immediately and find an appropriate staging area. I recommend Falin."
As soon as the group breaks, he goes to Lian, Falin and the archers. "Place all your non-magical arrows in a pile." Once they comply, or those that do comply immediately, Mordrid takes his wand of greater magic weapon +5, and uses 5 charges to cause 250 arrows to become magical (+5 arrows).
"Good luck gentlemen," Mordrid leaves the archers to their new treasure.
Corialote and Amarth Friday November 3rd, 2006 1:45:30 PM
Cori listens at the meeting but is not too quick to agree. When Mordrid speaks up she cannot help but nod. "My magics will be most useful against the non-dragons...though I do have a few things that should help even with the dragons." Two...possibly three dragons was not her idea of fun but hey. The smile upon her face is one of pure excitement. "I have a control weather spell that might allow me to ground all the dragons and put them into a better position for us."
Lian Friday November 3rd, 2006 2:39:49 PM
The monk/Hand of Domi watches as the arrows are enchanted.
"Where are we going Ve?" The elf almost resists; he has a duty to the archers and Talons.
Olana Friday November 3rd, 2006 9:11:56 PM
Olana looks in the direction Milo is gesturing toward and frowns. Who was this? If she's met this person before, she certainly doesn't remember.
"Friend or foe?" she says to Milo quietly, while trying to catch what Ve Mundr and K'nara and Mordrid, and everyone else was saying.
Nick Friday November 3rd, 2006 9:21:22 PM
"I've absolutely no objection to teaming up with some of the Talons," says Nick. "But who's keeping an eye on Valdor's hide?"
That was a question he didn't want left unsaid, although it might have been somewhat redundant because their leader was off somewhere on his own anyway.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Saturday November 4th, 2006 3:19:30 AM
"Lian, do not fear my friend." He motions to the other elves, "They have been trained as much as we can. Now it is in the hands of the gods."
Falin takes 25 of the magiked arrows and has the rest of the groups divvy them up with the instruction, "Only use these when you are certain of a hit." Falin goes with the archers and takes up a position so that all of the elven archers can see him.
He then takes his non-magikal arrows and places them into the ground, head first, for easy reach. He takes his 25 magikal arrows and placed them in his quiver so they can travel with him.
He momentarily closes his eyes and says a quick prayer to whichever god may be listening and then knocks an arrow and awaits. He feels an almost bestial stirring in his soul as the impending battle approaches.
Valdor Saturday November 4th, 2006 2:25:01 PM
Upon arriving in his new location, Valdor says very quietly,"Ve, I'm going to search out their stash of that potion if possible. However, I don't think it's magical. Back at the camp, someone tried a detect magic, and it didn't show anything. I will destroy what I can find, if I have the chance. I will keep you all up to speed on what's happening here at their camp."
He moves around the backside of the camp, staying behind structures or tents between hom and the red dragon. He knows he's invisible and with all themovement, it shouldn't be able to sense him. But, he takes no chance.
DM Jan Saturday November 4th, 2006 3:26:51 PM
((Eek, sorry guys, got attacked by the blasted headache monster yesterday. Better now, so on we go...))
Valdor teleports out, leaving behind a slight pressure wave that pops as it moves through the air.
The remaining adventurers' gathering is joined part way through by the slight humanoid female figure who appears to have just swum ashore out of nowhere. None of the infantry stop her as she approaches, and none offer her any wolf-whistles, either, for she carries an aura of slight unease, and a gravitas that, while hidden by her smooth, youthful face, is betrayed by cold grey eyes that have witnessed eons. Lady Solara, Floating City Gold Level Representative, occasional advisor to the Overlord, and deadly, ancient black dragon in human form, shifts the silk, embroidered shawl around her shoulders, gives a slight nod to those she recognises, and listens.
Then, at some point, she asks -"What do you intend to do about their ships?" A slender finger points toward the lake. "The Floating City lies many leagues hence, beyond the horizon, and that's where they're headed."
Borden, Gunther and Birk are gathered in their own war council. The big orc leader snorts as he listens. "I agree," he says. "Our best chance is to decimate their infantry, cause panic, and maybe gather any orcs there to our cause."
The elves give Mordrid a solumn bow on receipt of the enhanced ammunition, and they'll distribute it as Lian and Falin sees fit.
Dahlia's appropriated containers of black powder might jog both Ingrge's and Cori's memory toward a recent article in 'Star Tower Wizard's Weekly'. A similar substance had been brought back from the Far West, and some old fool, in an uncontrolled experiment, had blown his whiskers off with it. The article had then gone on to partially dismiss the stuff, although pondered on what would happen if someone were to fire a magic missile at a larger pile of it.
As some discuss tactics, Bertram, Olana, Milo, Aeralia, Ingrge, Falin, quietly prepare their minds for war. This is the calm before the storm. Even the other men off the boats are going through their own solumn, silent preparation, checking weapons, armour, horses, aligning their thoughts for what is to come.
And during that time, the Wold begins to slip from late afternoon toward twilight, and both pale moons can be seen - ghost-like discs in the darkening sky.
A breeze blowing from the lake begins to strengthen, as the flurry of dragon-borne cloud starts to shift slowly toward shore.
MEANWHILE!
Valdor arrives at the other side of the headland, on the outer edges of the main camp. About 200 feet away, the big red dragon is shrinking rapidly, becoming human - a tall, narrow build, with dark hair and distinguished cheekbones; his robes are well tailored, a little flashy, like those of a mage of noble bearing.
And oh........ it's so tempting....
But then this man-dragon strides toward a large tent in the center of the camp. He is awaited there by two other men - who look striking similar. Same clothes, same bearing. One looks a little older, one looks a little younger. ((Mordrid, Ingrge, Dahlia and Capt Brown and his men would recognise the older one.))
Between these three and the half-elf warrior, is a seething mass of men and a scattering of orcs, some of them easily as tall and broad as him, and amongst the campfire smoke and the cooking smells and the 'delicate' scent of the latrines, is a sense of forced anticipation. Edgy and dark, the atmosphere is thick with it. These boys are rarin' to go. Even the presence of a dragon wasn't enough to turn it about. A rough count? Maybe about 900 of them.
Corialote [shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth d20+10=30 d20+34=50 d20+34=45 Sunday November 5th, 2006 3:17:52 PM
As Cori half listens to what is going on around her she had been thinking about a few items that Dahlia had brought with her from the ship. It takes but a few seconds for the recent articles to come back to her but she laughs. "I think our dear Dahlia may have the solution to our ship problem and if the other ships have the same cargo..." Her smile is purely mischievious as she shakes her head and laughs some more. "How many ships are there total Lady Solara?" She is hoping to get as close to a true count as possible and this lady is most formidable...she would have most likely counted them already...heck she probably knwe how many men where in the camp over the ways. Her eyes take in Lady Solara with a mixture of respect and envy, though she gives the woman a slight nod of her head.
Looking to Mordrid she shakes her head. "I doubt that you or Valdor will be happy about this but I need to do a little scouting." She moves off to the side of the group and prepares herself for the casting of a spell. When she is done she gives a nod to Mordrid and the rest as her shape changes into that of a will-o'-wisp. She takes off in the direction of the ships that are anchored a ways away.
Amarth does not look to happy as his Mistress takes off and he hops around on the branch that he is on. "She will be the death of me yet." He settles down to mope as he waits for her return.
Ve Mundr Sunday November 5th, 2006 9:25:52 PM
The cleric looks to Lian "At the moment no where. We wait for Valdor to return. If the potions are not magical a full barrage of powerful Dispel areas is still warranted." Changing his tone to a warmer one he adds to the monk, "Falin is right, you have done well by them. They will be well. We will cast other spells to assist as well."
A quick whisper to Valdor, "It will take us some time to organize an attack and I think we should as soon as we can. The longer we wait the greater chance they have of detecting us. The red flew over and obviously we were see as friendly units just a bit off. They are surely discussing why we landed here and assembling a party to come here. The enemy is surprised we must strike before they organize while they are still at rest." To his oldest friend Father Nicholas, he can offer nothing. Nick has seen the look before. From Ve's perspective Valdor would have to look to himself.
Ve now takes in the woman, "The ships? I plan to do nothing about them at all. My plan would strike within the hour and destroy them. The ships are irrelevant."
"Cori..." Blazing shadows of Gargul "Mordrid and Valdor are not the only ones." the cleric grumbles to her form as it moves off.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Gunther (AC33, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13 d20+6=15 Sunday November 5th, 2006 11:40:45 PM
Gunther nods at Borden. "Right then. Make sure the boys are ready...we're going to have a good time soon enough!" Excusing himself, Gunther heads over to Ingrge. He hands the accomplished mage three scrolls. "Ven it looks like it's time for us to strike, vould you please cast dese for me? Von is for me...von is for K'nara...and von is for Borden." (3 stoneskin scrolls) Then Gunther heads over to K'nara. Grabbing her enthusiastically, Gunther kisses her passionately. "Vhatever happens out dere...you had better come back to me!" Gunther hands the bladesinger a potion. "Dis is a Barkskin potion (+3). I vant you to use it. And make sure dat Ingrge casts Stoneskin on you...I gave him a scroll." With one final kiss, Gunther heads back over to the orcs and readies himself for battle.
Though he is by no means an accomplished rider, Gunther readies himself to join the calvary. Rising rather unsteadily in the saddle (Ride=15), Gunther checks to make sure that Thaeri is ok. He also reminds her not to engage with any of the dragons. If she wants to snack on some of the smaller creatures she is more than welcome.
Milo Monday November 6th, 2006 12:16:27 AM
While smiling outwardly, Milo mutters to Olana, "The jury is still out, but I think I may develop a permanent eye twitch if we go through any more portals like that last one. Too many dragons out here for my taste." To K'nara, "You want us to do some scoutin' boss?" Milo grins.
Posting Reports for Monday November 6th, 2006 6:51:27 AM
Game # 1 Platiniun Dragons For the Week of Oct 30,2006
NAME.....MTWTF DM Jan....OXX2XS Valdore...XXX2OS Mordrid...OXOXX Fr.Nick...OXXXX Dahlia....OXXXO VE MONT...OXXXXS Corealot..OXXOXS
Mordrid Monday November 6th, 2006 9:26:58 AM
Standing with Solara and Ve, "on the contrary Ve, if we attack the ships, their plans are delayed whither we fail or not."
"Be safe Cori," the ranger replies to Cori. With a look to Ve, the cleric can catch by eye contact that the ranger is not pleased with everyone running off to do their own thing.
"Another plan might be to attack the main camp as a feint, while another smaller group attacks the primary target, the ships. With such a diversion, surely the ships could be destroyed as they will be less defended."
Valdor Monday November 6th, 2006 12:20:47 PM
With all the noise, Valdor isn't concerned too much about being heard creeping back away from the camp. He replies to Ve quietly,"The only problem I have with that, is that they have done nothing to warrant us attacking them, other than destroy a bunch of trees. While we suspect them for much, they have broken no laws that I am aware of, nor have they harmed anyone who is our ally...yet.
However, we could position our forces around the perimeter, prepare to destroy their ships and be ready for exactly that, then simply approach their camp and demand an explanation. Let them make the first attack. If we keep our forces hidden, they will just think we are investigating and alone. And, there are at least three dragons in the camp at the moment. At least, I suspect they are all dragons in human guise. They dress like noblemen. I saw the red change form and he met up with two others who were dressed identically and they are at the center of camp.
Also, I estimate there are about 900 others here, some orc, some human. Perhaps some will change sides, perhaps not. I think we get the archers spread out in these trees, get the orcs ready. Keep our groups, the Dragons and Talons fairly close together. Get your hydra teeth ready. Also, tell the people from the other ships that in that camp is a large amount of gold and the survivors will split it evenly. It will give them something to fight for. Maybe our rogues can get to the ships unseen. Of course, the other ships may have that black powder stuff too and it will just take a fireball to set off a chain reaction.
I'll leave that to them and you spellcasters. Mordrid, you and K'Nara get everyone in their groups and march. While there is a lot of movement and noise, we might be able to get close enough without being detected...but we need to move out now. When the dragons show themselves, we must take them down and quickly. I will take the red. My sword is hungry for it. When we confront them, they will begin changing, that is the time to strike. I will move close, as I am invisible, but I will remain silent. I think Mordrid should stay back with his arrows ready to fire upon them starting to change."
Aeralia (AC 12, HP 40/40, Disguise Self) Monday November 6th, 2006 12:51:43 PM
Aeralia could feel the pit of her stomach turning, and she stood shivering slightly, not much from the chill in the water, but from the fear of coming battle. She'd had her fair share of combat before, always finding her way into trouble. But this was a battle. A war. She was no soldier. She was hardly a mage for that matter.
"Why...don't we go try talking to them?" she murmurs as loud as she can manage, trying to get her mind off the coming conflict. "I'm sure someone over there saw our ships come through and land, so they know someones here. We don't have to tell them your all here," motioning to the Talons and Dragons, then the elves. Maybe a few of us can go over and act like we landed like we are supposed to, and see what they want us to do?"
Closing her eyes briefly, her attire changes completely, the soft linen shifting in to blackened leather, her boots into wicked looking spiked greaves, and her sleeves into taloned gauntlets. "I'll go, if you allow, just send a few others who might be the other leaders and captains."
Brother Bertram Monday November 6th, 2006 1:10:17 PM
Bertram goes through each of his spells in his mind, picking ones that would do the most good against such odds.
Lian Monday November 6th, 2006 3:42:09 PM
The monk watches Aeralia with awe and concern. Was she brave or just inexperienced? He settles on both. He smirks to himself.
Dahlia d20+23=42 d4+13=17 Monday November 6th, 2006 7:10:15 PM
Dahlia finds Cori and by happenstance Igrge happens to be nearby, when she puts her containers on the ground in front of them (how many did she get?).
"Cori, I'm not sure what this stuff is but there sure was a bunch of it on board the ship. You have any clue?"
As Mordrid, Solara and Ve chat about the ships Dahlia noda a greeting to the black dragon and then adds her piece to the conversation.
"I have a couple of friends who might enjoy those floating piles of kindling. Let me know if you want me to put them to work. In fact I expect I have a few friends who would enjoy a good romp with their infantry as well."
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Ingrge nods at Gunther's request to cast the scrolls when it is time and then about drops his Jaw when dahlia casually drops the containers at his feet once he realizes what they are (Anowledge Arcana 42).
"Dahlia, unless you want to blow us all up, please be more careful with those things."
Quickly casting a spell Ingrge sends an Arcane eye heading toward the eenmy camp hoping to gain a little information. Moments later he casts yet again and sends 17 prying eyes out as well with instructions to encircle the enemy camp and spend 30 minutes spying on the camp then return to report.
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Rat of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
K'Nara Monday November 6th, 2006 8:15:52 PM
The blade singer's eyes narrowed as her mind turned and she finally placed the "human" female as Lady Solara. She made sure to activate her own earclip so that the Platinum Dragons could hear her words (plus whatever response the shapechanged dragon may make.)
"Lady Solara...I'm assuming that the troops massed over yonder are to 'save' the Floating City, then?" K'Nara asked of the representative. "What in the Wold do they believe they are rescuing the Big Float from?" Her hazel eyes sweep Solara up and down curiously. "From you? Or something else..?"
Olana Tuesday November 7th, 2006 12:50:35 AM
"Portals are unnatural," Olana says quietly to Milo, in full agreement of his observations. She'll hang out nearby, also - then if K'Nara does want some scouting done, then both she and Milo are ready.
She's also intrigued about what this stranger has to say.
Nick Tuesday November 7th, 2006 12:56:11 AM
"If there's a contingent going for the ships, I'll volunteer to accompany them," says Nick, followed by a shrug. "Well, whoever goes will need some protection, right? Providing the main group has adequate protection, of course."
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Tuesday November 7th, 2006 1:34:14 AM
Falin has little effect on trying to slow his body down. His heart is racing with the thrill of the coming battle. He almost considers dropping his bow and taking up his sword in order to battle in close quarters, but then shakes his head at the thought.
He turns back towards the groupings of elves behind him and motions for them to remain patient and vigilant. Keeping them in his mind and knowing his responsibility to them helps him keep his focus. If he failed they would be the ones to suffer for it and he would not let that happen.
With a grim determination he turns back around and watches events unfold as they continue to prepare.
DM Jan Tuesday November 7th, 2006 1:55:30 AM
"Save it?" snorts Lady Solara, flicking back a few strands of silken black hair as she answers K'Nara. "Lathiese wants the Floating City for his own, and I'm assuming he's told some preposterous tale in order to persuade some of the lesser races to help him. He'll kill them all, you know, once he has power. He won't want to share it." "I have to admit, I'm a little surprised at his impatience. It wasn't that long ago he encountered the Storm Dragons and went to look where they came from. And from what I can see, he seems to have invested a fair amount of his treasure for this little exercise. " But then perhaps it isn't patience, but timing. The Float is still rebuilding after that addled-in-the-head fae nearly destroyed everything. They're distracted. I see he also has managed to hoodwink another dragon into helping with this little jaunt. Only a red would be so naive, so short-sighted. "Look - whatever you're planning to do, I'd do it before Lathiese gets back to shore. He's dangerous, you know."
As for Cori's question about how many boats, the lady shrugs. "I don't know. It takes a certain amount of concentration to avoided being detected by a mate, so I didn't notice the details." Cori might remember, from being up on the carpet, a count of around 40 of the larger boats anchored close to shore.
Dahlia has managed to appropriate 8 small containers of black powder.
Ingrge's Arcane Eye sets off (becoming blanked out to him for a moment as he concentrates on the Prying Eye spell) and once the other eyes are on their way, he can concentrate on what the arcane one is seeing.
The cavalry prepare, and are joined by Brother Michael, who slips confidently into one of the big horses saddles. The elves move quietly, toward their positions.
Capt Brown approaches Ve, Mordrid and K'nara. "Well, I can give the orders for the infantry, but what orders am I supposed to be giving?" he asks. He gives Aeralia a double-take.
To the will-o-wisp, the arcane eye, and the invisible Valdor, the camp seems so chaotic and noisy that if any of them were to walk stark naked amongst this crowd - no one would give a hoot. Here and there, banners can been seen flapping in the growing breeze - banners depicting a clenched iron gauntlet.
However - the three noblemen at the centre of camp appear to be in a heated argument. One of them is pointing south, toward the headland.
So! What is to be done? Is Solara correct? That this is a fighting force - it's intention to sail across the lake and capture the Floating City? Or is it just a bunch of excitable lumberjacks having a picnic? And have our heroes time to find out before the 'real' villain arrives?
The sky begins to darken, heading toward night, although it appears there will be plenty of light this night, as the Wolds twin moons begin to rise and brighten, bringing forth influences of their own.
Lian 6d4(3+4+2+2+4+1)=16 Tuesday November 7th, 2006 3:03:35 AM
Sometime in the evening, he will seek out wild berries. He will use his tattoo of Goodberry three times if he finds the berries. (16 berries)
The hand of Domi sits, listening to the air. The fact hits him that many of these people, including himself, may be dead by sunset tomorrow.
As night falls, he begins meditating to the sounds of night.
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Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
Mordrid Tuesday November 7th, 2006 9:14:48 AM
Mordrid says flatly to Solara, "are the people of the Floating City prepared for a fight? Do they even know they're endanger... again?"
Mordrid allows Valdor more time to scout before making a move. He puts a hand on Aeralia's shoulder to let her know he hears her, but he wants here to hang on for a second.
With a change of heart as the facts are presented (and the dragon has passed), "Valdor, can you tell me again why we are here? What does this have to do with New Elenna, the land we are sworn to protect? Are all these people prepared to die for this?" He says this loud enough for Aeralia, K'nara and the rest to hear. Having not witnessed the vision, as others have, he doesn't understand the relevance.
Valdor Tuesday November 7th, 2006 10:25:48 AM
Valdor replies to Mordrid,"We are here because of the black dragon's ambition. If he succeeds in this, not only will friends of ours and an entire city, be destroyed or at the least, conquered, but also it will embolden Parnoth. The vision showed the two coming together to destroy the gold dragon, which could mean just Sturdevant, or our entire city and country, since he is High Lord Mayor.
If we can destroy this threat, Parnoth will not be stupid enough to attempt either Sturdevant or Plateau City, without help. This place is utter chaos. Get everyone here as soon as possible."
Valdor, in all the commotion, moves fluidly through the crowds, searching out the stash of potions. Since he has time, he makes sure to avoid the tent where the dragon is. He does try to move close enough to hear their argument, if possible, depending on how many people are close to the tent. If there are not a lot of people close to it, he won't risk it.
Mordrid Tuesday November 7th, 2006 10:38:20 AM
Speaking to all those around, "You heard the man; pack up and move out." Mordrid mounts his horse, and waves back for those in the rear to see. "Moving out!"
Lian Tuesday November 7th, 2006 11:49:11 AM
Having just settled in, the monk has to move out now. He sighs and begins to gather gear.
Ve Mundr Tuesday November 7th, 2006 12:29:00 PM
Ve holds a hand up to Captain Brown, "Not to be rude, but a moment please Mr Brown." he then after hearing Valdor relay the tent conversation turns to Lady Solara. "This is enough of this. Solara, the 'enemy' is having a conversation that impicates you have been talking to them. 'Is Solara correct? That this is a fighting force - it's intention to sail across the lake and capture the Floating City?' You stand here and tell us that we need to destroy thier forces and ships. Those are two diverging goals of interest. You earlier said mate, as in yours, which gives you inside information as to how to stop him. There is also the Silver dragon flying about The Big Float' already. To me it looks as if you dragons are having issues and are throwing treasure and veiled intelligence about so that the wretches of the noble races do your bidding."
"So we are going to go through a quick question and answer session as Mordrid gears up the troops to move. Laithiese is the Black dragon we care about and he is returning to shore from where? You came to shore from where? Who are the 'our heroes' the nobles were talking about? The three in the camp, the look a like nobles, All red dragons aren't they? Finally the silver flying about in the Storm. Who is it, whose side is it on and where did it come from?"
Ve then glances to Mordrid, with the troops, "I have the ability to hide all of us from almost all of them. The dragons might see through it, but none of the troops will."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 7th, 2006 3:37:31 PM
Bertram shrugs and sharpens his axe, feeling pretty useless for the time being.
Milo Tuesday November 7th, 2006 5:48:56 PM
Turning toward K'nara, "What say you do this oh fearless leader?" The halfling smiles.
Dahlia / Ingrge Tuesday November 7th, 2006 6:50:57 PM
Dahlia quickly ask Valdor one simple question. Valdor do you want their boats to be no more? I can make it happen, I think.
Lady Solara, what might you know of a silver that is supporting the black?
Ingrge waiting for a decision about if they are going to try anything magical begins concentrating on his arcane eye and seeing what there is to see.
K'Nara Tuesday November 7th, 2006 7:00:35 PM
The blade singer stows the potions given to her by Gunther into her haversack, but awaits the Lady Solara's responses to the additional questions put to her.
"I'll let you know, Milo, as soon as I know." she acknowledges the rogue's query with a nod to him before turning to Lady Solara with one eyebrow lifted.
"Well...m'lady..?" K'Nara prompts.
Gunther (AC33, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13 Tuesday November 7th, 2006 10:20:49 PM
The warrior watches the exchange between the Plantinums and the Talons...his mind aching. First it looks like we're going to fight...then maybe not...then we're going to destory ships...or maybe not. Shaking his head, Gunther waits to see what the end result might come to.
Nick Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:08:22 AM
Nick prepares to move out with the ship scupperers, not quite sure what they have in mind, but he hopes it'll be fast, and effective. Multiple dragons did not sound good.
Olana Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:11:17 AM
Olana scowls at this Solara person, hoping that they can all quit yakking, and get moving.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:46:07 AM
Falin, unaware of the happenings with the other party members, continues to wrestle with his own inner feelings. He craves the freedom that open battle can provide. He is beginning to fidget with the excitement of what is to come. Falin is finding it harder and harder to keep his focus. It is almost as if he wants to break free from the confines of this safe elven persona and become more than he is.
His outward appearance is that of an anxious child waiting for something to happen he has begun to pace back and forth in a small 4 foot area as the events unfold around him. He has an anxious look about him and every once in a while he bites at his nails for something to do.
DM Jan Wednesday November 8th, 2006 2:13:37 AM
Lian finds his berries, in fact, in these quiet moments he discovers how pleasant this part of the Wold is - green, temperate, looking like it will support life fairly well; there is plenty of access to fresh water, and fish, going off what was seen out on the lake. And here, there's no brooding, magical buzz, no pig-headed sentience to wrestle mentally with, unlike the tempestuous and unforgiving Culverwood.
Further to the north east, Falin's group of elves have arrived at a section of trees where they can see the northern area of the camp. The growing darkness gives them plenty of cover, while offering little obstacle to their keen sight. In fact, if anything, Falin's sight in particular seems to get better. So does his hearing, and his sense of smell. Burning wood, cooked meat, and the stink of humans. That last smell in particular causes his hackles to rise...
As the men on foot begin to follow Mordrid quietly through the trees toward the camp, Solara's hackles are also beginning to rise.
"The Float has no idea about this. None of us did. I have two choices - run and tell, or stay and help. If you can't stop them - then perhaps I'd better cut and run, and warn them?" Her eyes drift to the insignia on Ve Mundr's armour. "Follower of Domi, I am having difficulty understanding your common. What are you asking me? What my own intentions are? "Long term, I would have thought they were obvious, but I assume that is a dispute you don't want to get into right now. "As for Lathiese, yes, he's my mate. We are on unfriendly terms." She smiles coldly, obviously irritated about this particular subject. "Do you know how a black dragon fights, Domi worshipper? We wait - in the water - and then we pounce, and drag you down. And there we hold you, until your lungs burst, until your thrashing stops, and you die. "You tell me there are three red dragons - that's the first I knew of it. I saw the one, just as you did. As for the silver - " She beckons to the group, and points through a gap in the trees, where the lake is visible, and fog rolls on it's surface. "The silver, he subjugated many years ago. She isn't old, as dragons go, but she is a weather adept. From what I've seen, very highly skilled. I don't know what he did to her, but I once saw her humanoid form. It is of a girl child, and her face bears terrible scars. "He's out there now, under the water, or at least he was when I swam past. He had no reason to disguise his intentions. He always has been easy to read. However, he could well be back at the camp by now for all I know.
"I realize it is difficult for such good people as yourselves to take my word for it, but really - you do NOT want Lathiese in control of the Float."
OVER AT THE CAMP -
Cori, in will o wisp form, takes a look toward the ships - they don't appear to be guarded, but there's no jetty. Getting aboard them to do mischief will involve flying, swimming or rowing via one of the many small rowing boats pushed up onto the sand.
Ingrge's arcane eye snakes about the camp - barbarians, orcs, humans - no elves or halflings, from what he can see. No casters that he can see. Plenty of axes and greatswords, though.There's a big fancy tent right in the middle of camp, completely at odds with the surrounding mess. Then - on the far side of the tent something seems to leap into the air. There's a fluttering of silk, but it changes, rising - becoming muscular, and dark red...
Valdor finds himself having to duck and dodge, as the men in the camp mill about and blunder toward him, unaware of his presence. There's talk of an imminent journey, and rape, pillage and depravity of the worst kind, coming from the mouths of some of them, while others look on appalled. No sign of the potion stash as yet, but the conversation at the tent is getting louder and into high gear. Suddenly, one of the three 'noblemen' leaps straight into the air. His robes swirl and twist, and with a loud !!CRACK!! - two great, leathery wings emerge and lift him higher into the sky. The dragon's eyes are looking toward the headland.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Wednesday November 8th, 2006 8:24:31 AM
Falin, seems to enjoy his newfound senses and relishes in the ability to see, hear, and smell better. All these humans destroying everything around them... What do they know? Their smell is repulsive.
He can almost feel the people around him. He can feel the wind move the individual hairs along his arms and his head. He closes his eyes and smiles as he can hear the crickets in the distance. He can make out the mumblings of the elves around him. He thinks of them and the families left behind in the Culverwood. That image snaps his mind back to the task at hand. His nostrils flare as he gets mad at the situation. Some of these elves would not make it home. He would do everything in his power to make sure that they all made it home, if for nothing else than to have the proper burial.
Falin lays down his bow and draws out his sword. He begins to twirl it in the air as if warming up with it. He smiles a toothy grin and the tought of seeing his enemies fall before him.
Lian Wednesday November 8th, 2006 11:05:10 AM
The monk feels small but uplifted by the scenery.
Mordrid Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:02:36 PM
Mordrid looks over his shoulder as he trots away, a hint of a smile on his face as Ve calls Solara out. The cleric was going to be a fine addition to the group; someone who doesn't take crap, pretty smart chap too
At this point the ranger is resigned to do his duty, as convoluted as the situation is. And he leads the forces onward toward the camp. He points out to the others that Falin's to the left and Lian to the right, both leading their half of the line of archers; a line of orcs will serve as skirmishers in advance. The mounted troopers will come up the rear, with instruction to fill forward right thru Mordrid's position in the line. "Don't worry, I'll get out of the way." Their job is to collapse the center line, if a line is formed. "Ofcourse plans could change. We may be required to do a flanking maneuver. The situation will dictate what we do, as no plan survives the first contact with the enemy."
Corialote [shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth d4+1=3 4d8(3+8+7+8)+6=32 Wednesday November 8th, 2006 3:18:36 PM
If Cori could laugh in her will-o'-wisp form she would as she starts the preparations for casting a spell that will provide a distraction and do some damage at the same time. Her summoning spell will bring into exhistance a number of fire elementals that she plans to set upon the ships.
Amarth can feel the elation through the link that he shares with his Mistress and he sighs. "She is up to no good." He says it loud enough that anyone near him will hear and those that know his origins will know that Cori must be up to something...but what.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:32 : AC:16] - 23 rounds]
Ve Mundr Wednesday November 8th, 2006 3:44:55 PM
Ve listens To Solara, She missed the point, but I did hit her with a lot. "I was asking about your intentions, but I was also asking why an overheard convesation in the enemy camp, the enemy by your direction for us to destroy thier ships I add. Why that enemy directly mentioned you in thier conversation. Not only are you prominently mentioned, but the context suggests you have been in communication with them. Valdor overheard them say 'Is Solara correct? That this is a fighting force - it's intention to sail across the lake and capture the Floating City?' So you being Solara, they would only say that if you had told them that we are a fighting force who intend to sail across the lake and take the Floating City. That is where my question lies."
Ve almost holds his hand in a dismissing manner, but checks himself to a mere grimace "As to my experience against black dragons and those tactics, I am less than concerned. I have adequately prepared for such." Such posing annoyed him, but it his experience with a few dragons and creatures of like power had taught him of tactics of dismissive superiority. This conversation was done especially now with a red dragon closing. He waits to see if Solara does answer and then steps into his own preparations. Casting Protection from Fire and drinking a potion down, he moves up quickly to Mordrid. "Mordrid, I am going to try and trap most of thier army within Walls of Thorns. My immediate actions will be to cut them apart from each other and prevent our archers from being flanked." As he speaks he takes out the bag with the Hydra teeth. "These I think to use as a line breaker. Charge them. Our cavalry can then hit the confused and broken formation, assuming they have one in the first place."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
((~~Jan~~ Ohhhhhh, I get it now. Dan, sorry - that last bit of that particular DM post was just part of my narrative. A storytellers perspective, if you will. I should probably have cordoned it off a bit better.))
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris, & Ivan the Red d20+15=28 d20+15=26 Wednesday November 8th, 2006 4:32:57 PM
The great red dragon takes to the sky as it leaps and stretches it wings. Great clods of dirt fall from its feet as it rises.
The dragons red eyes seach his own camp for something amiss.
The dragon roars and the two other noblemen spread out and begin to change into red dragons. Neck thicken and wings unfurl as they each gain mass as size. Those around them runn for cover just as they leap into the air. Their wings scooping air and battering those around them.
The dragons circle their camp as they gain altitude, their eyes constantly searching.
Valdor can see the three dragon communicating and gesturing apparently to one another as they rise. The dragons each slap at one another from time to time.
One of the dragons is smaller than the other two.
It looks like the three are up to no good.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Wednesday November 8th, 2006 7:48:40 PM
K'Nara, having heard Solara explain herself, needs no more convincing: she retrieves first the Barkskin potion and drinks it, then does the same with the Stoneskin potion. She scowls when she hears about the subjugated silver dragon--this is something that has to be dealt with as soon as possible.
After keeping the Big Float from becoming conquered, she would have to ask about how to free the silver dragon...assuming that the silver wasn't killed in the fray.
"I'll keep an eye on Falin and his archers," she offered to Mordrid, "Unless there's someplace else that you or Valdor feel I should be..."
Olana Wednesday November 8th, 2006 9:03:53 PM
Olana looks at Milo. "Looks like we have a choice. Do we follow K'nara, or go for a ride, or a sail? I don't fancy just charging in with that lot on foot. We'll get trampled for sure by some oaf."
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=11 Thursday November 9th, 2006 12:13:56 AM
Grinning as the troops are dispatched, Gunther rides along beside Borden. Taking out his potion, he gulps it and grins as his skin becomes rough and leathery. He also smiles as Ingrge casts Stoneskin on him.
Still very unsteady in the saddle (Ride=11), Gunther watches anxiously for the signal to attack.
OOC: Kent, what the duration and damage max on the stoneskin?
Valdor(Dust of Disappearance, Fire Resistance) Thursday November 9th, 2006 12:53:12 AM
With all the noise, Valdor is unafraid to whisper,"Mordrid, the three are in fact red dragons. They have sensed something and changed into dragon form. I will warn you if they head toward you all. Are the troops in position yet? The camp is in utter chaos and they are surely attacking Floating City. We have enough reason to battle. I am in the camp trying to keep from getting trampled in the confusion."
He stays around a group of people moving around so he won't stand out to any dragon eyes. He's not too concerned if he bumps someone as bodies are more than likely falling about and tripping over each other. He stays in the masses to keep his cover. As he moves, he activates his ring of fire resistance.
Suddenly a thought occurs to him. He attunes his ring to Sturdevant and says,"Stur, I don't know if you can hear me, but we are across the lake from Floating City and there are three red dragons helping the black dragon, along with probably a thousand mercenaries. If you have any connections that you can call on and get here to help us in the next few minutes, it would be great. All chaos is about to break loose. If not, well, speak well of me at my funeral, old friend. Enjoyed our time together. This is Valdor and I'm out."
Nick Thursday November 9th, 2006 1:32:17 AM
Quietly, into the earpiece -
"Cori, what do you see? Do we join you and attack those vessels, or try and use Dahlia's strange black dust on something else? I hear a roar, and it doesn't sound good."
He closes his eyes briefly. "Those near me - gather! Quickly!" he says, before beginning an invocation. (Nick is still stood with the discussion group.)
"Alemi, may your blessed strength guard these good people, and may the power of evil be overcome."
Casting HOLY AURA on whoever is close. Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)
DM Jan Thursday November 9th, 2006 2:22:26 AM ((OOC - okay folks, it's showtime. I'll have a map out to you as soon as possible tomorrow. If possible try and gve me a rough idea who you're with, where you are or where you're headed etc. We'll sort out the finer points as we get into it. Let me have your AC and hit point balance in your header, along with any active spells (unless you're already listing them below your post. That's cool, to.))
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The air above the camp suddenly comes alive with wings and red flesh. It's both a beautiful and terrifying sight, and power and dread roll through the entire area like twin tidal waves.
Fear causes Cori to catch her breath, mid-spell, forcing her to double her concentration as she creates the elementals. That will make her vulnerable if she's spotted, although her size will help.
Fear hits the elves in a wave, chilling them to the marrow. Only it's familiarity stops them from dropping everything and running. Oh, but this is much more than Parnoth. Much more. And there's something else... Al'thra, one of the young females, is about to offer encouragement to her team, when her eyes sweep toward Falin. Why had he dropped his bow? And by all the trees in Culverwood - his eyes.... his eyes were bright yellow...
Fear makes Mordrid's horse buck slightly beneath him as he leads his troops to battle. Off to one side, he hears Borden curse and check his own mount. Gunther finds he needs both hands to just hang on. There are fearful cries from the surrounding infantry.
As K'Nara, Ve, Olana, Milo, Aeralia, Bertram, Dahlia, Ingrge and Lian and the others move swiftly through the undergrowth, they can all catch glimpses of deadly wings above the tree canopy. Three dragons. Three.
In the camp itself -
Valdor still remains hidden in the chaos, and will probably remain so - until he makes a move.
High above, Nikoli uses the ground thermal to lift him, and he soars with his younger brothers. Three ships, over the other side of the headland, yes - now he could see. Ivan had been correct. And coming toward them - something shifting down in the trees, and distant cries of fear. He quickly goes through his choices, glancing directly below. He didn't necessarily have to put his brothers at risk. Below were just under a thousand of the lesser races, most of them twitching and eager for a fight - any fight. The effect of that herbal potion had been quite startling. Piles of platinum, they'd fight their own mother's right now. All he had to do was give the word. The old man was still out in the lake, so it was his choice.
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Thousands of leagues away to the West, Sturtavent, High Lord Mayor of Plateau City, has finished a lonely dinner and is stood on one of his many balconies, looking out upon the moonlit City. A message in his earpiece makes him turn swiftly and approach his desk.
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I have -?
Valdor in the camp Cori approaching the southern edge of the camp by the water Falin to the camp's northeast with two groups of elves The other two groups of elves to the south east Mordrid, Gunther, Borden, Capt Brown and his merry men all approaching the camp from the south.
Correct me if I'm wrong and where's everyone else?
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Thursday November 9th, 2006 5:01:56 AM The power... coursing through veins... I can feel my own heart beat like a drum in my ears... I like it... thinks Falin. He has a wide smile across his face. Falin drops his sword and begins to open and close his hands. Looking at he arms and his hands he thinks I feel so powerful.
He arches back and lets out a loud gutteral howl to the sky in anticipation of the battle about to begin.
He feels the wash of the dragon fear and sloughs it off like you would shake rainwater from yourself. He raises his hands into the air and clenches them into fists. His nails bite into his palms and the blood begins to run down his arms. He seems to welcome the fear as it washes over him. All concerns for others and for his own life wash away. And he howls again.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura) AC 39 / hp 231 Thursday November 9th, 2006 9:24:24 AM
The ranger shouts , "DISMOUNT!"
Throwing a leg over his horse, he jumps to the ground. Under his breath, "no use the horses getting toasted too."
Casting 'speak with animals',
Leaning into the horse's ear, "It will be ok Ebon. Go back to the beach by our ships. Lead the others."
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil), hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells Thursday November 9th, 2006 12:47:40 PM
Lian is with Falin and the elves.
The monk casts Bear's Endurance and retrieves a scroll.
He looks to the elves and calls out to them. "Steady! Have Courage!"
The elf puts on his game-face and clenches his hands, which begin to glow with purple flame. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins)
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris, & Ivan the Red Thursday November 9th, 2006 2:24:45 PM
The three huge red dragons continue to gain altitude and bump and slap at each other as they rise.
The dragons seem to smile in recognition when they see the ships, there will be a fight!
All three dragons spread their wings to their fullest and that those that view them feel their powerful precense. Then the each dive in turn on their own camp and each snatch a humanoid out of the throng. They scatter the troops with their move.
The brothers red each use their powerful wings to scoop air as the gain altitude again, but this time with some in a claw. The brothers seems to be conversing with their captives as they againrise above their camp for a better look.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Thursday November 9th, 2006 4:30:49 PM
Ve is currently with Mordrid.
"We need to attack Valdor" Ve whispers into his earpiece. "And what did they go back and grab? I am summoning the hydra teeth."
With that Ve casts the bag and scatters the teeth upon the ground about him. To Those about him, "the skeletons will charge first, I will lead the next rank. Mordrid stay next to me and we might break and attack the dragons. I will be casting a prayer to affect all within 80' of me."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
Olana Thursday November 9th, 2006 6:43:32 PM
Not really knowing what else to do, Olana sets off after K'nara, ready to do her bows and arrows elf chick thing. She'd have to work up to lopping off heads.
Milo Thursday November 9th, 2006 7:01:56 PM
Milo salutes his love, and follows quickly in her footsteps, ready for whatever may come next.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Thursday November 9th, 2006 7:48:04 PM
Cori continues her flight towards the ships trying to stay invisible in her adopted form. She will try to place each fire elemental upon a different ship. She can hear the voice in her head from Nick but is not able to reply in her current form
Amarth continues on with the rest of the group as they approach the camp. He keeps to himself mostly and stays in the trees for increased protection.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:32 : AC:16] - 23 rounds]
Not sure if the earpiece will allow for Cori to hear Nick or not. Even if it will...I would doubt she can reply in her current form as it cannot speak.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+1=13 Thursday November 9th, 2006 8:08:07 PM
K'Nara trots along with Olana and Milo beside her.
"Falin's group is closer..." she points out to the ranger and the rogue. "We can make sure they're properly in position--maybe even get the chance to help out with shooting down a dragon or three!" The leader of the Talons approaches the group of archers being led by Falin, seeing him with his back to her and a young female elf facing him.
"Reporting for duty, Commander..!" K'Nara says in a jovial tone, her hazel eyes twinkling as she takes in the scene, thinking it odd in some way that requires concentration...
(OOC: rolled a Spot check to see if K'Nara notices the odd stance of Falin (the sharpshooter whose bow is on the ground)...her total is 13.)
Brother Bertram Thursday November 9th, 2006 8:47:08 PM
Bertram swallows hard as the dark shadows soar overhead, but keeps moving rapidly through the underbrush.
Nick Thursday November 9th, 2006 10:46:11 PM
Not getting an answer from Cori bothers him.
He starts to move out with Ve and Mordrid and Bertram. Now he had two people to worry about, both Cori and Valdor. Like there wasn't enough.
Dahlia / Ingrge Thursday November 9th, 2006 11:20:37 PM
Moving off to the side, Dahlia reaches into her pouch and grabs a bunch of gems. Throwing them to the ground Dahlia issues orders as each large elemental forms. The eight fire elementals she sends after the enemies ships with order to burn them to the water line and then to attack the enemy army.
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Looking over at the bulry and surly dwarf Ingrge lifts his bow and speaks up.
"Brother Bertram shall we partner up and see what we can do together?"
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance Thursday November 9th, 2006 11:51:41 PM
(Sorry all, I am sick as a dog and can barely even hold myself up to type. I wouldn't if this wasn't so important:))
Valdor whispers to Ve and Mordrid,"Attack now. The dragons probably won't roast all their troops. Yhey just came down and snatched a humanoid each for some reason. I'll cause a little havoc inside the camp once your attack takes place.. And Nick, quit worrying about me. I'll be fine...I hope."
Valdor looksaround for whoever looks to be the toughest group and will trail their movements, holding his attacks.
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Friday November 10th, 2006 12:07:18 AM
Aeralia breathes heavy as everyone begins to prepare, taking some small comfort in Mordrids grasp on her shoulder.
As the others move off in their different directions, Aeralia too heads towards the edge of the woods, though remaining under cover of the canopy. While the elves move into position, Aeralia takes a few moments to cast an invisibility spell upon herself, creeping through the woods closer towards where Lian and his squads of elves lay in wait.
Casting again, the young sorceress conjures forth her illusionary magics, four dozen or so shadowy figures forming within the woods north of Lian's position (OOC: In the batch of trees direction east of the 'big tent' in camp). The illusionary warriors quietly draw their blades, and creep silently towards the woods edge, ready to charge the camp as the first wave.
She knew her illusions couldn't contribute much to the coming battle. But if she could either get them to ignore some of the actual troops through her efforts, or have the enemy waste time on her illusions, then she'd accomplish something at least.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Standard Action: Major Image
Active Spells: Disguise Self (Hat of Disguise) Holy Aura (Nick) Invisibility
DM Jan Friday November 10th, 2006 2:21:51 AM
With the main group -
As some of the others dismount after Mordrid's command, Borden holds up his hand, and he and his men remain in the saddle. "You would be safer on horseback," observes the big orc, cocking his head, and wrinkling his wide snout. Obviously he is a little puzzled at the ranger's sensibilities. "These horses have been bred to fight. We have been bred to fight." Birk jostles Gunther's horse and looks at the orc-raised human. You're staying with us, right? his look says.
Nevertheless, some of the men, the humans, let their horses head back toward the beach.
With Mordrid and Ve at the forefront, Nick, Dahlia, Ingrge and Bertram find themselves mingling with this large group, mostly infantry, as they head under the trees toward the clearing.
And before them all, the ground suddenly comes alive with bones, as the hydra's teeth are activated. Arising are the skeletal remains of warriors, some aeons old, others dead only ten years or so. They have a singular purpose - to die gloriously, in battle. Armed with crude swords and sheilds, they line up, waiting. The one already activated back in Izen, and hastily stuffed in a large sack for the journey, struggles to escape and join it's fellows. -------------- A little further to the north east -
Frightened faces look toward Lian for a long moment in the moonlight before they grip their longbows with new resolve. Fear is so prevalent in the atmosphere, the monk can almost touch it. He can see the camp from here - men milling about, some looking up toward the aerial display. Funny how a few of them seem to be as fearful as his own group is, while others look up with smiles, completely unafraid.
Soon they are joined by Aeralia, who appears to have brought reinforements.
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Even further to the north east -
K'Nara, Olana and Milo dash through the undergrowth, arriving just as Falin let's out his tremendous howl. The sound jags sharply into their memory. Koshe Marr....... remember that song.... ? There is a sharp crack - like bone snapping - and Falin drops to the ground like he's been sucker-punched by a Taur. The change is unbelievably fast. Alemi only knows what pain the change has brought to the elf, and at the end of it, a beast crouches there. It's huge, muscular, wolfen, and the aura emanating from it is almost as scary as that borne of the dragons. The other elves stare, horrified, while the beast looks out toward the camp, the scent of those hated humans making it's nostrils flare.
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In the camp -
As Valdor gets ready to go on the offensive, he notices four young men huddled together. They do not appear to have the other men's giddy expectance of battle. Far from it. They look wary of the dragons above, and disgusted at the manic bloodlust around them.
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At the shore -
Cori's elementals begin to form, and then slowly drift out onto the water, in order to fulfill their purpose. They'll be joined later by Dahlia's - but that's later.
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Then!
One of the dragons sweeps down and sends forth it's fiery breath weapon. Immediately the trees above the main party are set alight. Lingering there is suddenly NOT an option, as heat and burning leaves start to rain down.
In the camp, there is a roar, a brandishing of weapons, and a shift toward the direction of the fire.
The ragged they come and The ragged they kill! You pray so hard on bloody knees. The ragged they come and The ragged they kill! Down in the cool air I can see.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Friday November 10th, 2006 2:35:26 AM Power... For too long he had been the weak one. Succumbing to the numerous attacks made upon him. Always falling before others. Not anymore. He was not the frail one anymore.
The rush takes him as the change takes place. It is painful, but he relishes in it. Almost welcoming it on. If this was the price of his freedom the so be it.
He had always been there inside. The voice that Falin wouldn't listen too.That was too base for a civilized race. Now he had the means to break free and to live. Now he was in control...
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris, & Ivan the Red Friday November 10th, 2006 9:13:21 AM
Nikoli burns the tops of the trees and exposes the troops below. The sulfourous smell follows as the dragons pass. The beat of wings only fans the flames.
The three dragons start to lose altitude and it becomes difficult to focus on them.
spellcraft roll of 13 to identify blur spell
Nikoli throws the mail clad humanoid in his claw into the air. The man stabilizes and then begins to fly on his own, he then disappears entirely.
Boris and Ivan hover near the the main force and drop off their charges. It is difficult to see what is happening from the whirlwind kicked up by the two dragons, but as Boris and Ivan claw for altitude it becomes clear.
The two on the ground are rallying their troops forward, banging their swords on their shields and waving their troops forward.
We will see how well they can put to use their recent recon by dragon to good use.
Nikoli, Boris and Ivan form up over their army and scan the surroundings, looking and searching with greedy red eyes.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-1 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells Friday November 10th, 2006 9:25:40 AM
The monk casts Enlarge Person. Scroll still in hand.
Again the elf calls to his crew, "Steady! Have Courage! Wait for the signal, it will be obvious." Game-face on, hands clench again, purple in flame. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks.) Enlarge Person (4mins)
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=7 d8+13=18 d6=4 d6=3 d20=17 d8+13=16 d6=6 d6=3 d20=5 d8+13=16 d6=3 d6=6 d20=18 d8+13=19 d6=1 d6=5 d20=9 d8+13=15 d6=1 d6=5 d20=19 d8+13=17 d6=5 d6=3 d10=10 d10=2 Friday November 10th, 2006 12:01:26 PM
Before the dragons initiate combat / in response to Borden:
"The horses were not trained and never intended to withstand dragon fear. But do as you wish. Personally, I don't want the mounts consumned in flames." But then again Mordrid is a ranger and perhaps a bit too concerned for the well being of the animals.
Mordrid moves forward five feet, and begins to fire at the largest of the three dragons. ("far shot" feat if necessary, I don't have enough information to determine ranges.)
"Nick, Ve, cast 'silence' centered on my first and second arrows." (Hopefully we can get this in order). + 5 arrows with flame arrow (from vial of flame arrow applied long ago).
SHOT 1: (45)+ 7 = hit AC 52 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 4 fire + 3 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 17 = hit AC 62 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 fire + 3 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 5 = hit AC 50 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 3 fire + 6 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 18 = hit AC 55 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 1 fire + 5 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 9 = hit AC 43 / Damage 15 + 10 favored enemy + 1 fire + 5 bane of enemies = 31 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 19 CRITICAL = hit AC 58 / Damage 17 x 3 = 51 + 10 favored enemy + 5 fire + 3 bane of enemies + 12 icey burst = 79 total.
Lian Friday November 10th, 2006 12:32:48 PM
The monks eyes catches Mordrid's volley. He signals the group to fan out a bit so they do not get caught in the dragon hellfire. "Stay in the cover of the trees. Focus on Mordrids target if you can. Fire!"
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance Friday November 10th, 2006 12:49:24 PM
Valdor passes near the four and all they hear is a voice that says,"Your doom is upon you if you fight for the dragons. Head to the ships and you might live."
He says nothing else and moves quickly to one of the new 'generals' of the dragon army. As he approaches from behind the man, he looks over his armor for weaknesses and waits for just the right time to strike.
ADm Jim d100=22 d100=2 d100=90 d100=68 d100=30 d100=4 Friday November 10th, 2006 2:54:08 PM
Nikoli Blur rolls for Arrow shots from Mordrid if he is even in range?????
Arrow 2 and 6 missed
No fire damage to Red Dragons
Range modifiers may cause arrow 5 to miss also
[REPLY: Jim, I'm at work and do not have books in front of me, but look up the feat "far shot". It might be an epic feet, regardless, we are talking in the range of < 1000 feet with a minimum deduction in to hit. I know... unrealistic, but then again so is a fire breathing dragon. Honestly, I've been given no indication of distance or range, so I don't know if I should be firing or not. PS. why is there an uncharacteristicly large gap between the fifth roll and the sixth roll in the die rolls box?]
ADm Jim: I am at work also. I was surprised to see six shots and stopped mid post to do a quick research. I got interupted and when I came back reset the dire roller to the d20 and rolled. I was thinking of some spot rolls, but this is not an actual post. I actually got higher than the 4 after deleting the roll. I will leave the mistake rolls in the future to avoid any confusion.
I never did find out about the six shots, but then again, I did not have the real resources to look.
I still do not know distances and am not sure your character is within 1000 feet as there were no dimentions on Jan's map. Jan emailed me that she will up date the map on Sunday or Monday as she will be away this weekend.
~~Jan~~ Guys, just sit back, have fun, roll yer rolls and do your thing. I'll determine who hit what. No worries, okay?
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Friday November 10th, 2006 4:55:10 PM
Ve orders the skeletons forward in a charge to engage the group nearest to K'Nara and the elves she is with. Ve then stretches out his hand and invokes the power of Domi. A 440' long, 5' wide wall of thorns erupts through the ranks of the enemy. Running at an angle SW to NE to seperate a mass of the enemy from his now charging skeletons.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Friday November 10th, 2006 5:09:44 PM
K'Nara's eyes widen as she suddenly--sickenly--remembers that elusive bit of imagery she'd been trying (off and on) to remember:
Falin had been bitten by the werewolves in Harrowed Moon!
K'Nara activates her earclip so that the Platinum Dragons can hear her as she draws her sword from its scabbard and screams:
"Falin is a werewolf! He's just changed!" Then the blade singer proceeds to wave her arms at the snarling wolfen creature. "Al'thra! You and the other archers get away from here--move closer to your targets and attack as planned...the Talons and I will keep Falin busy! MOVE!!!" Even as she bids the young elf to go, K'Nara makes sure to use herself and her movements to keep Falin's attention on herself
Please, gods, she prays inwardly, ...please don't let it be necessary to kill my friend...
Aloud, still trying to make sure that Falin doesn't zero in on the soon-to-be fleeing elven archers, K'Nara bellows the word that makes her sword flare to life:
"Lucia!!!"
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura) AC 39 / hp 231 Friday November 10th, 2006 5:30:21 PM
"No K'nara! Focus, forget him right now. In case you didn't notice, there are three red dragons in front of us!"
The ranger is startled and a bit paniced that the full weight of their groups were not leaning in the same direction. Did they truly not understand the danger they were in? Could they not see his volley, a flight that would bring fear to the gods, all but rejected by the dragon's hide and magic?
After Mordrid's first volley, he looks to his right and left, "you guys had better give me some space. It's about to get really hot around here."
The ranger looks for something in the nearby environment that would provide partial coverage from a full on breath attack.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) Friday November 10th, 2006 6:02:42 PM
Valdor replies,"Good thing you told me. I'd have killed it as soon as I saw it. It'll make him tougher no doubt."
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=11 Friday November 10th, 2006 11:06:04 PM
Gunther looks over at Birk. "I am orc...where else would I be?" Then he looks up at the burning trees. "I believe that is our signal!" he shouts over at Borden "Ride brothers! Ride and destroy. We were born in blood and violence and we shall reign kings tonight! Let our swords dine on the blood they hunger for!" Adrenline pumping, Gunther spurs his horse forward full speed toward the enemy camp (Ride=11) more than ready for the battle to come.
OOC: Sorry about missing a post, wasn't feeling well last night.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] 10d6(1+5+1+4+1+4+2+2+1+1)=22 Friday November 10th, 2006 11:22:44 PM
Her form slowly changes into that of a female harpy in the blink of an eye. She points to the ships and nods her head. "Destroy them one all if you can...at least set them well ablaze." From the pocket of her pants she retrieves a wand and points it at a number of ships off to the side that the elementals are not on. "I am sorry but this has to be done." She sends a fireball over the top of the ships so that it will explode and catch many in the flames. "Plats...should be with you shortly...just seting a little fire." She cannot help but grimace at the work she has just done.
Amarth just about faints as he sees the fireball in the distance. What is his Mistress doing...cannot she not know the problems she may bring upon herself.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 23 rounds] [wand of fireball(49) - 22damage]
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Saturday November 11th, 2006 12:02:15 AM
Seeing Mordid's flaming arrows streak through the air in response to the dragons breath weapon, Aeralia assumes its time. With not but a thought from the young sorceress, her illusionary marionettes spring into performance.
Many dozen figures spring swiftly from the treeline, almost instantaneously forming two ranks. Several dozen men and elves, all dressed in flashy and vicious looking black leather (similiar to their mistress's current atire), all stand side by side, drawing serrated blades and shields. With a battle cry from a large human in the center, the whole lot breaks into a swift run towards the center of the enemy camp, all of the men taking up the cry in hopes to draw some attention from at least a portion of the enemy horde.
The puppeteer moves slowly into the field behind her conjurations, stealthed in invisibility. Her mind races, doing her best to maintain such a large number of warriors, and still keep them looking real, and 'individuals'. The growing darkness of night, and great distances to her audience certainly helped some. She does her best to gauge the distance between her illusions, and sets their speed to reach them in about 12-18 seconds, if it wasn't to entirely unrealistic.
That done, Aeralia leaves the magics of the illusion to takes its course, breaking her concentration once everything was in order.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Maintain Concentration - Major Image Move 5' to edge of the woods
Active Spells (Duration) Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (Nick??) Invisibility (99 rounds) Major Image - 5 dozen Leatherclad warriors (3 full rounds without concentration)
K'Nara (2nd post...technically) Saturday November 11th, 2006 3:26:37 AM
K'Nara rolls her eyes at the dismissal of her friend Falin's plight but then realizes that it was possible that she could use the elf's lycanthropy to the group's advantage...if she could make sure that Falin definitely attacked the camp and NOT the archers nor the their allies.
"Hey--YAH! Follow me, then!" she shouts to the creature and then takes off at a run towards the camp the Platinum Dragons, the Talons and their allies are supposed to be attacking...hoping that the predator's instinct to chase prey will get Falin to follow her...
Kent Saturday November 11th, 2006 10:25:26 AM
Jan I am running blind, as I have not recieved any kind of map. hence why I have not posted.
ADm Jim: Hi Kent. Jan is away this weekend and told me she would be sending a map until late Sunday or Monday morning. Do not know what else to tell you. Distances would help, alot.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-1 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Sunday November 12th, 2006 10:20:40 AM
Staggered by Falin's affliction, but for only a moment, the monk finds the scroll and tucks it away again. He then casts Resist Energy fire.
"Just ignore the werewolf! He's harmless, deal with the dragons!"
The monk wishes there was a way to bring down those beasts to his level. He prepares to move. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins)
ADm Jim: Cletis - Invisible d8+10=18 3d8(1+4+7)+10=22 d8=1 d8=2 Sunday November 12th, 2006 12:56:33 PM
A yelp of pain is heard but quickly stifled high over the battlefield.
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Calculations:
70+20+18-67+22=63
Brother Bertram Sunday November 12th, 2006 1:20:34 PM
Cursing as fires flare up all over the wood, Bertram runs choking along with the others, praying for a fresh breath of air..and a chance to strike back.
Dahila: AC 32: HP 226/226 2d4(3+4)=7 d6=4 d6=2 d6=2 d6=1 d6=5 d6=2 d6=1 Sunday November 12th, 2006 6:52:00 PM
As they look over the hrde ahead Dahlia grins as she smashes another handful (7) of gems to the ground. 5 air elementals form as do 2 earth elementals.
She parcels out the 8 powder packets to the air elementals and tells then to fly at the red dragons and throw the bags at or in the dragons' mouths and then to do their best to make the dragons become grounded. To the two earth elementals she points out the enemy forces and instructs them to go have fun destrying the pointed out enemy troops.
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The fire elementals she released last round begin to play with the floating tinder boxes.
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d20+20=39 d20+20=29 d8+6=8 d6=6 2d8(4+8)+12=24 2d10(10+5)=15 d20+10=22 d8+6=11 d6=5 Sunday November 12th, 2006 7:02:32 PM
As they approach Ingrge moves off to the side to avoid being part of any area attack focussed on the group and then once they get in view Ingrge too pulls back his bow and lets fly with two arrows (distance) straight at the closest dragon.
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. werewolf-Falin; hp 96; boots of speed) d20+20=40 d20+18=35 Sunday November 12th, 2006 11:06:29 PM
Drawing his holy sword Milo nods to K'nara, "Your plan is dangerous, but okay. I'll follow along to make sure it doesn't go screwy at the worst possible moment." With that the halfling clicks the heels of his boots of speed and disappears into the nearby shadow, following close, but staying down wind, and not so close as to possibly attract Falin's attention. (OOC: Hide DC 40, Move Silently DC 35. Took a -5 to both so he may move at full speed)
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) d20+14=29 d20+9=15 d6+4=8 d6+4=5 Monday November 13th, 2006 12:44:21 AM
Olana looks on goggle-eyed with horror as K'Nara and Milo go dashing off toward the great throng of armed men. Wasn't it bad enough that Falin had just turned into some huge throat-ripping monster? Apparently not.
This round, she stays where she is, and gets to work with her bow, taking aim and firing at any one of the enemy close to Milo and K'Nara.
Hits AC 29, 15, for 8 and 5 Dam
Nick (AC 28, HP 138) Prot from Fire Monday November 13th, 2006 12:50:28 AM
Emerging from the canopy of flames and out into the open, Nick casts Protection from Fire on himself, and makes ready with the healing spells, which he is sure are going to be needed once those dragons really got started.
DM Jan Monday November 13th, 2006 12:50:40 AM
Folks, exact distances and travel is likely to get a bit complicated, so I want to try and simplify things a little, so - take a look at the map (link below) and lets try the following -
Range and Distance rules (applies to friend or foe):
Arena = anywhere on the map Arena is split into 4 quadrants
Air to Air - able to attempt ranged attacks anywhere in arena, airborne melee if in same quadrant. Air to ground (and vice versa) - able to attempt ranged attacks anywhere in arena. Ground to Ground - able to attempt melee + ranged attacks anywhere in same quadrant, ranged attacks in a different quadrant have a 50% chance of failure (chaos of war an' all that).
Movement - Ground to ground - moving from one quadrant to another takes 1 round. Air to ground - anywhere in arena - 1 round. Ground to air - anywhere in arena - 1 round. You can move diagonally. Be mindful of obstacles (eg, wall of thorns).
Be mindful of attacks of opportunity. If two or more travel together, and one is on the defensive, that is likely to avoid a melee attack of opportunity.
Let's give it a try, see how it goes. Let me know if you can't access the map.
Working on DM post now....
DM Jan Monday November 13th, 2006 1:38:36 AM
READ THE ABOVE FIRST
On Map: Blue columns represent the elves, and Aeralia's illusion. The blue arrow = the cavalry. Chris - Milo should be closer to K'Nara and Falin (did map this aft).
Not yet shown and in transition: Dahlia's latest elementals The skeletons.
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Things start to happen. Fast.
The Platinum bowman's arrows fly through the air with a strength and accuracy that comes with experience and practice, and arrows 1,3,4 and 5 slam into Nikoli's hide, hurting the mighty red. One arrow from Ingrge joins the others (Jim needs to roll the blur, tho').
There is no cover here, now that the trees at the southern end are on fire, and Nick, Mordrid, Bertram, Dahlia, Ingrge and Ve are out in the open.
Not too far away, there is a roar of defiance and Borden, Gunther, and the other cavalry go charging into the fray.
On the ground, the earth starts to rip and Ve Mundr's wall of thorns grows rapidly and diagonally across the battlefield. It grows directly alongside Valdor, cutting him off from his comrades, and the four young men close to him start running toward the beach in a panic.
Aeralia's illusion shifts forward, covering the line of elves and the enlarging Lian. The elves start firing at Nicoli. The first attempt misses.
Further north, with the other group of elves, Falin's transformation has the elves there so shocked they're unable to do anything this round. The big lycanthrope goes charging off into the fray, on four legs at great speed, overtaking K'Nara and Milo, as though he's already chosen a target, and will not be dissuaded. He pounds into a man, jaws wide - ripping the man's head clean off with one bite, causing an arc of blood to fire up into the air.
And as Dahlia's earth and fire elementals start to coalesce, her earlier ones join Cori's creatures for the ship burning. The fire ball helps.
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Nick, Mordrid, Bertram, Dahlia, Ingrge and Ve find themselves being approached by about 30 of the HORDE, all armed with pointy weapons, but right now they're not charging in for the attack.
Gunther finds himself right in the thick of it, and so far, as some of the HORDE scatter left and right, the cavalry has got the element of surprise. So far...
On his side of the wall of thorns, Valdor can see someone directing the HORDE to run south, then they can get past the wall of thorns. From Cori's point of view, she can see about 200 of the HORDE running straight toward her shouting 'Aaaarrgh!'
10 of the HORDE are gingerly approaching Aeralia's illusion and the giant elf behind it. One throws a spear, that flies straight through the illusions, and embeds itself in the ground about three feet from Lian.
K'Nara and Milo rapidly find themselves in a sticky situation as their friend Falin appears to have attracted a lot of attention. They are now faced by 15 of the HORDE. Two approach K'Nara, swords drawn, one approaches Milo with 2 long knives, who staggers slightly as an arrow hits him in the shoulder. He's not dead yet, tho'. Help is on the way, in the form of the skeleton warriors, but they haven't arrived yet.
And there are the dragons.....
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Monday November 13th, 2006 2:18:30 AM
"Falin's oriented on the right people!" K'Nara yells to Milo. "Let's back it up towards our own people, okay..?"
The blade singer grits her teeth and follows her own orders, backing from the approaching foes towards her allies, but only a speed that keeps pace with Milo, and for as long as he, too, brings the fight closer to where Olana and the others are able to back them up.
OOC: K'Nara can now be considered to be fighting defensively.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Monday November 13th, 2006 4:46:20 AM These humans will be the first to fall before me tonite. Thinks wolf-form Falin as he rips the head off his first kill. The taste of the blood seems to invigorate him and he almost smiles.
I will carve a red swath through anyone getting in my way this night. Thinks Falin as he moves quickly between opponents. Rending, clawing, and killing as quickly as he can.
Those looking on see him as you would see a small child who was doing something by themselves for the first time. There seems to be an almost sickening type of glee in the manner that he moves from one person to the next. As if he enjoyes the act of killing just for the sake of killing. This is a far cry from the Falin you once knew...
Posting Reports For Monday November 13th, 2006 6:12:03 AM
GAMe # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Nov 6,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Jan....XXXXXS Valdor....OXXXX Mordrid...XXXXOSS Fr.Nick...XXXXOSS Dahlia....OXOXOSS VE Mont...OXXXX Corealot..OXXXX
Adm Ceil = There's been a ADM Jim, Who is a Jim Frick Woh Keep popping up. BUT does not belong on any Body players List! Jist to lat you know that I saw his post, But I don't know what to do withe this kind of player.
~~Jan~~ Hiya Ceil! Jim's helping me DM this combat for the next couple of weeks. Could you stick his name next to mine?
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) Monday November 13th, 2006 11:30:58 AM
Valdor continues to move quickly towards the man directing the troops towards the south. He will approach him from behind.
(Jan, he was already moving that way last round. Did he not get close enough to make an attack? -Steve)
~~Jan~~ Steve, in this particular case, yes - go for it. You were kinda borderline, in terms of the grid position, being in the middle.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Monday November 13th, 2006 11:33:17 AM Can't let the horde reach the archers. He thinks. Lian looks at the horde with a crooked smirk. "Should be fun." Laughing to himself, he casts Bull's Strength and moves for the horde approaching Aeralia's illusion (Where is the illusion??). Purple flames imminate from the monk's hands and feet. (He wants to put himself between the horde and the archers and Aeralia) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Blessed Hands - As Bless Weapon but affecting all unarmed attacks.
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris & Ivan d100=77 Monday November 13th, 2006 12:52:03 PM
Nikoli takes the 4 arrow hits from somewhere below and they hurt much worse that he anticipated, they are only arrows. Then one more hits home, which is a minor annoyance. The icy blast did not seem to effect Nikoli in the least. In fact, all of the arrows that hit the great beast did not do as much damage as expected.
Nikoli lets out a great roar and starts to wing over as he fades from sight. Moments laters his two brothers also fade from sight.
The smell of brimstone is still in the air and the dragons are still buffeting the air with their wings as they cause turbulence all over the battlefield.
Scott OOC Monday November 13th, 2006 4:59:40 PM
So all three dragon's have gone invisible?
~~Jan~~ Yep, Scott, just for now.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Monday November 13th, 2006 5:20:14 PM
"Hmm, looks like our friendly Dragons are taking on more precautions Mordrid." the Protector says while standing next to the ranger. "I was hoping thier overconfidence would last a bit longer." The Protector stands calmly in the open surveying the events as they begin to unfold, but looking over at Nick "Father Nicholas, you should make your way towards our achers. I have things here without issue."
"Mordrid can you see the dragons or do you need assistance in that?"
Ve takes a few steps forward, his Brilliant Energy weapon flaring to life and his cool confident gaze sweeps the 30 approaching men. And in case teh dragons feelMordrid the most dangerous target and wish to carry him off The Protector thinks and then reaches across the 20 or so feet now seperating him from Mordrid. Ve's hand glows with a gesture and a word and he touches Mordrid. Freedom of Movement on Mordrid Reach Touch Spell Hierophant power
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Monday November 13th, 2006 5:44:52 PM
Aeralia frowns as the spear flies through her illusionary warrior, having hoped they'd be a little more effective then that. Maybe a few of them didn't notice, she hopes, as the illusionary warriors continue to advance.
The young sorceress stops briefly as she watches the wall of thorns burst from the ground, but more importantly, divide the enemy forces. Following suit with that idea, Aeralia moves swiftly east (and south), manuevering south of the combat, and behind the cavalry.
She runs as fast as she can, planning to cast once she's within range.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Full Round - Full Move
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (98 rounds)
Major Image - 5 dozen Leatherclad warriors (2 rounds without concentration. DC 22 to Disbeleive once interacted with.)
EDIT - Removed the wall of force, as she had to much to move this round.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] 10d6(6+5+4+1+6+3+3+4+2+1)=35 Monday November 13th, 2006 5:48:23 PM
Cori spots the group moving towards her and wings her way up a little and shakes her head. They cannot reach her in the air, unless they use missile weapons. She points the wand she has in her hand at the chargeing group and lets a ball of pure fire fly. "Forgive me." If she is right the fireball should erupt near the middle of the group...maybe it would make them think twice.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - 35damage - Reflex 23 for half]
Dahila: AC 32: HP 226/226 10d6(6+5+3+6+5+1+5+2+3+4)=40 Monday November 13th, 2006 6:15:16 PM
(ooc:If not within 50 feet Dahlia will hold this action and use the one at the bottom)
Dahlia moves forward 20 feet so that the approaching thirty bad guys attention are drawn to her and then she activates her eyes making sure that she averts her gaze from any relections of herself. All within 30 feet looking at her face must save fort DC 19 or be turned to stone.
2nd option >
If the opposition is too far away, Dahlia lets fly with a lightening bolt 40 points damage reflex DC 20 for 1/2 damage at the largest opponent
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d20+20=38 d8+6=11 d6=2 d20+10=28 d8+6=11 d6=4 Monday November 13th, 2006 6:19:37 PM
Ingrge keeps sight on the dragons as they fade from view and sends 2 more arrows streaking upward at his previous target.
AC 38: damage 11 points + 2 points frost damage
AC 28: damage 11 points + 4 points frost damage
Nick (AC 28, HP 138) Prot from Fire Monday November 13th, 2006 6:58:50 PM
Nick looks toward Ve and nods. "Okay, I'll follow those skeletons."
The Shepherd of Alemi starts to run, keeping to the edge of the trees as much as possible.
Moving from Quadrant 4 to Quadrant 2
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=13 d20+16=31 2d6(3+3)+26=32 d6=2 Monday November 13th, 2006 7:00:37 PM
Nudging his horse forward with his knees (Ride=13), Gunther's double sword appears in his hand after a quick snap of the fingers. Gripping the hilt tightly with both hands, Gunther swings at the nearest horde member. The warrior brings all of this strength to bear down on the recipient of the attack (Power Attack +5), hoping to kill the individual in one blow and perhaps give the others reason to think twice about attacking the calvary (AC31 for 32+2 fire damage).
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 103 12d6(2+3+4+1+2+6+4+4+5+3+1+2)=37 Monday November 13th, 2006 7:53:26 PM
Bertram looks to the horde looking at them, "Well its obvious we are outnumbered and have little chance of success.." He grins wolfishly and then roars, "Let us ATTACK!" He immediately raises a hand, calling Domi's name loudly, calling Holy fire down upon the horde of creatures facing them. (Flame Strike, 37damage, They take 3/4 of that even if they DO save from it being divine)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) d20+37=46 d20+36=53 d20+36=39 d20+32=38 d20+31=42 d20+27=32 d20+26=42 d20+26=45 d20+22=31 d20+21=25 d8+16=20 d8+15=17 d8+15=17 d8+16=23 d8+15=22 d8+16=24 d8+15=19 d8+15=19 d8+16=18 d8+15=18 Monday November 13th, 2006 9:54:54 PM
Valdor decides it's time to make his move as he gets there. He's not concerned as much about the HORDE as he is the leaders. In most battles, disperse the leadership, the rest will fall or change sides quickly enough. With his speed, he manages to close the gap and get off his attacks. He lays into the back of his opponent just as he gives his orders, letting his swords dance.
'Ah but it feels good, the dominating of an opponent,' he thinks briefly. After his brutal attack, however, he shakes his head and says aloud,"Get out of my head." He has no idea where such thoughts come from, but he has to fight and finish this one quickly. Luckily, he stays invisible and steps back and off to the side a few feet, prepared to attack anyone who comes near him.
(AC46, 53, 39, 38, 42, 32, 42, 45, 31, 25 for 20+17+17+23+22+24+19+19+18+18=197 + sneak attack damage. 2nd and 6th attacks are possible crits(AC53 and AC42) Jan, you decide if he gets sneak damage, if it matters. I sure wish Jerry hadn't taken away his Great Cleave Feat-heh, heh, heh)
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 1:06:43 AM
OOC: still waiting to see the outcome of K'Nara's actions...and a reminder to the GM: K'Nara can See Invisible thanks to Lucia.
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) d20+14=24 d20+9=11 d6+4=7 d6+4=9 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 1:41:44 AM
Olana bellows at the elves.
"Fire!" she yells, "fire at them! Protect the others!" She points at the HORDE coming up on the retreating Milo and K'nara, and then lets loose with her own bow once again.
Hits AC 24, 11, for 7 and 9 damage.
As an aside, it looked to her that Falin could pretty much look after himself. A werewolf? Culverwood's poison ivy....
Some of the HORDE begin to shift toward Quadrant 1 as some terrible, hairy creature tears into their midst. The Falin-beast's aura is saturated in fear, it's immediate surroundings in blood. Some are muttering that they'd rather be eaten by one of the dragons that tackle that thing.
K'Nara and Milo start to move back toward the trees, all the while facing their enemy. That enables them to prepare and meet the attacks by two of the closest men, both with longswords. Man #1 (*thwack* now with one of Olana's arrows in his arm) swings at K'Nara - HITS AC 17, 17 for 8 and 6 dam Man #2 attempts to impale Milo - hits AC 33, 16 for 9 and 6 dam
Why only two men? The others close by are currently ducking a rain of arrows coming from the elves in the trees.
The skeleton warriors start to arrive! Nick Valentine is on his way, but won't reach the immediate area until this next round.
Quadrant 4 -
Aeralia has had to dash all the way down and then toward the shore. She is now able to complete her spell (unless she wishes a change). (It's still a good move.)
Right in the thick of it, the cavalry has stopped a rallying of the enemy, and Borden and his men are laying into the surrounding infantry with every blade they've got.
Gunther's horse buck's slightly as he swings down, chopping deep into a man's shoulder. There are cries of dismay, anger, and pain. It's chaos, here. The horses' nostrils flare with the smell of blood. One man attempts to cut into Gunther with a huge axe. Hits - AC 25 for 8 dam
At the easterm periphery, Aeralia's illusion (that stood between the HORDE and Lian and Aeralia) shimmers and disrupts into thin air as the spear passes through. The HORDE there are dumbfounded, although three of them appear crazy enough to run toward the enlarged Lian and engage with their long knives. Man #1 hits AC 29, 18 for 3 and 2 Man #2 hits AC 17, 24 for 4 and 6 Man #3 hits AC 5, 16 for 4 and 4
The Aisildurian, Brother Nyle attempts to get into position to heal Lian if need be.
At the southern end, 7 of the 30 HORDE suddenly stop 'dead', and their flesh changes colour as Dahlia's horrible 'eyes' do their work. The dark-skinned halfling's new fire elementals arrive, which might, at this point, give either her, or more likely Ingrge, a chance to mull over the idea of handing a FIRE elemental a highly volatile container of powder. The 2 earth elementals emerge from the ground, like two giant blobs of boulders and mud.
Ingrge's arrows streak up into the sky after the big dragon (I'll leave the rolls to Jim on this one.)
Bertram's divine fire shoots down from on high, and 2 of the 30 HORDE stagger back, screaming.
That leaves 21 of the HORDE, all crazed and mindless, to rush toward Ingrge, Bertram, Ve Mundr, Dahlia and Mordrid. Axes and longswords are brought to bear, although not all can get into position immediately.
2 attack Ingrge - hit ac 28, 29 for 9 and 10 dam 3 attack Bertram - hit ac 23, 26 for 6 and 5 dam 3 attack Ve - hit ac 34, 36 for 6 and 10 damage 2 attack Mordrid - hit ac 25, 10 for 8 and 7 dam 2 attack Dahlia - hit ac 18, 32 for 6 and 7 dam
Quadrant 3 -
As the ships burn..... and as Aeralia approaches -
A huge barbarian with a big voice is suddenly, and quite spectacularly, cut into little pieces, right before the HORDE'S eyes. There is a hint of blades, whistling through the air, and the great man's axe drops with a thud, along with his head, onto the ground. Then a fireball comes out of nowhere - exploding into the crowd, the will-o-wisp that sent it, just an unnoticable speck in the air. This brings on a similar level of chaos whipped up by Borden's cavalry on the other side of the thorn wall. Is Valdor correct? Can some of these men be turned?
To those engaged in melee, it becomes apparant that some of these men look to be nothing but raw recruits at their first battle, swinging their weapons wildly without much clue. Some look scared, others have that potion-induced crazed look. However, a quick scan will show that perhaps there are some seasoned warriors out there, and whichever way you look at it, any of these men could prove to be a distraction from the real threat. A deadly distraction...
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+17=27 d20+17=34 d20+17=35 d20+12=31 d20=7 3d6(5+5+3)+7=20 3d6(4+4+5)+7=20 3d6(3+2+2)+7=14 3d6(2+2+5)+7=16 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 3:35:26 AM
The monk steels himself for what is surely going to be painful attacks, but when not ONE lands the hand of Domi erupts into a great laughter.
Lian retaliates, splitting his attacks as a target falls(or as needed). The large elf spins on his heel, kicking one enemy several times in quick succession. [has 10ft reach, Blessed Hands breaks through DR, flurry of blows, hitting AC 27, 34, 35 and 31, for 20, 20, 14 and 16 damage](please disregard the lone d20 roll)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Blessed Hands - As Bless Weapon but affecting all unarmed attacks.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 4:06:17 AM The ground will run red with the blood of my enemies... Falin moves from person to person cutting a swath of death and destruction. I can smell the fear roll off of them. Weaklings all of them. They do not deserve to breathe the same air as I.
The sound of bone cracking and of muscles tearing fills Falin will an odd sense of satisfaction. It invigorates him and drives him to higher and higher levels of carnage. Soon the ground is littered with body part. Their screams are like music to me, their blood like the sweet nectar of the gods. I shall gut them like cattle and feed upon their entrails.
Falin lets out a deep howel into the night. He feels a little disappointment that this is the best they have. He lets out another howel of challenge. Hoping that if any of these humans are worthy enough they come forward.
Ve Mundr AC 45 HP 224 d20+24=34 d20+19=27 d20+14=33 d20+9=23 d20+24=34 d8+10=13 d8+10=12 d8+10=14 d8+10=14 d8+10=18 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 10:35:49 AM
Ve drops back towards Mordrid and takes the ranger and any others within 10' into his protection. Ingre he keeps a special eye on and will interpose directly any one blade that somehow makes it through. "Worry about the Dragons Ingre and Mordrid. This rabble is no concern."
(All allies in 10' gain +5 AC) (Interpose to Ingre any 1 attack even magic Missile)
Ve also activates his Boots of speed and starts relieveing the men about him of thier weapons. His Adamantine Hammer tears through the lesser constructed weapons as if made of glass. Ve starts with the two that attacked Ingre and strike as needed to destroy a weapon and then move to the next one.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10
DM Jan Tuesday November 14th, 2006 10:47:52 AM
((OOc - okay folks, I've finished my rolls in my DM post above, and added a final paragraph. Take a look, if you've already been up there. Sorry about the wait. Didn't get in last night until just before 10 PM.))
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 2:45:12 PM
Valdor grimaces as the barbarian hits the ground in pieces. Those of his group might hear an accidental whisper,"Why couldn'tI be good at fixing instead of destroying."
A moment later, however, he is all business. He booms out to the horde anywhere near him,"YOU ARE ALL DOOMED IF YOU FOLLOW THESE EVIL DRAGONS! WE WILL LEAVE NONE ALIVE WHO FOLLOW THEM. THEY BROUGHT YOU ALL HERE TO DIE, NOT FOR RICHES AND GLORY, BUT TO OPEN THE WAY FOR THEM TO CONQUER OTHER HUMANS. YOU ARE THEIR FODDER IN THIS BATTLE! YOU SAW WHAT I DID TO YOUR STRONGEST WARRIOR AND THAT WAS NOTHING! WE ARE DRAGONS, BUT NOT EVIL ONES! JOIN US OR YOU ALL DIE TODAY! I AM VALDOR THE DRAGONSLAYER AND THE TIME TO CHOOSE IS NOW!"
Valdor waits for only a moment. He looks around, knowing that the dragons will be coming. His grip on his red dragon slaying sword will give him a little notice. He invisibly moves closer to the HORDE and watches, looking for any dissenting voice nearby. He holds his attacks and will silence anyone who voices opposition.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 4:15:06 PM
The ranger growls, as the dragons' disappearance interupts his spray of arrows.
"Ve, I can not see them anymore."
The ranger kneels down onto the soot and mud, and all but vanishes. (FEAT: Hide in Plain Sight).
ADm Jim: Nikoli AC 39 d100=45 d100=28 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:09:49 PM
Two arrows seek out the invisible Nikoli and penetrate his blur, but not his Armor.
For those that can see invisible creatures, Nikoli is circling in quadrant 2 looking for a ripe target. Those in the quadrant can feel his wing beats and smell the sulfur.
ADm Jim: Cletis - Flying and Invisible Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:12:33 PM
For those that can see invisible things, the mailed, invisible, flying, human is over 100 feet above Nikoli and is watching all three dragons intently.
Cletis is attempting to keep pace with Nikoli, which is not possible so he seems to be guessing and cutting angles as best he can.
Cletis made a double move this turn to keep pace with Nikoli
ADm Jim: Ivan AC 34 12d10(9+6+6+1+9+5+10+2+5+1+5+4)=63 d20+31=43 2d8(8+6)+10=24 d20+31=39 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:23:58 PM
Ivan is also invisible and in Quadrant 2 and K'Nara can see him bearing down on the group as he breaths fire on K'Nara and Olana and many of the troops around them.
damage 63 reflex save 26 for half damage
Fire erupts everywhere only to be fanned by Ivan's powerful wings.
Ivan reaches out and attempts to snatch Milo as he passed.
AC 43 Damage 24
Grapple check 39
Milo is snatch is a crushing embrace as claws penetrate his armor, blood begins to flow as Milo is held fast.
Ivan become visible to all as his invisbility ends and he beats his wings to gain altitude.
ADm Jim: Boris AC 30 10d10(2+3+7+8+2+6+8+9+1+7)=53 d20+26=30 2d8(2+6)+10=18 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:29:59 PM
The invisible Boris flies over to the annoying elf archer, intent on breaking up their pesky attacks on his troops.
Boris spews forth a cone of flame that engulfs Lian and many elves around the Emerald Talon.
damage 53 reflex save for half damage 24
Boris becomes invisible as he attempt to snatch an elf.
AC 30, damage 18
The bow and the elf both snap and Boris drops the bloody mess as he too gains altitude again.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Tuesday November 14th, 2006 7:36:21 PM
Cori slips back into her will-o'-wisp form and moves a little further into the area. She has no idea what the enemy is going to do below her and she does not care as she casts yet another spell. With her spell cast she searches the area for her best place to fit into the battle.
Amarth bides his time for him to strike as he does not really want to get toasted in the process. There is also a lot of fire going off around here.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half]
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/102; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+16=30 d20+20=26 d20+15=27 d10+9=16 d10+9=16 d6=6 d6=6 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 7:40:41 PM
The tall blade singer easily danced away from the futile blows swung her way...but the sight of a big red dragon swooping down on the contingent of Culverwood archers made her hazel eyes widen in shock before she managed to yell:
"Incoming dragon! 10 o'clock high!!!"
Then she was tumbling and spinning in an attempt to dodge the flames that erupted from the beast's mouth. (OOC: Reflex save equals 30; K'Nara only suffers 32hpd from the fire breath.)
The leader of the Talons rolled to her feet, gritting her teeth against the sting of the heat that the big, ugly red dragon had just dished out.
K'Nara then swung her flaming blade at Hoarde Member #1 (OOC: hits AC26 & AC27 for 16hpd + 6hp fire damage per attack.)
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP92 d20+13=32 d20+13=16 d8+10=13 d8+10=12 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 7:46:36 PM
Bertram meets his attackers with a howl of his own crushing the gem in one hand and releasing the magic therein. Even as the Earth Elemental appears and crashes into the horde, Bertram attacks with his axe. His first attacks cuts through the armor of his opponent as if soft cheese, the warriors ribs breaking like sticks. Bertram whirls the axe and strikes with a with another powerful blow. The Earth Elemental strikes at Bertram other opponents.
(OOC- Hits AC 32 Damage 13 Hits AC 21 Damage 12 Jan I wasnt sure about the Earth Elemental as far as rolling hits..I figured you did his attacks)
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight 10d6(4+2+3+5+5+3+6+4+6+4)=42 d20+15=32 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 8:58:29 PM
Keeping the dragon in sight Ingrge changes tactics for a moment and sends a lightening bolt right at the dragon he is tracking. 42 points reflex DC 27 for 21 points, SR 32
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Olana (AC 28, HP 44/76) d20+19=26 d20+14=29 d20+9=20 d6+4=9 d6+4=8 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 8:58:50 PM
(Saved for half - just!)
Coughing and choking, Olana crouches and takes aim as the dragon Ivan comes in for it's sweep.
"Milo, watch out!"
Misses AC 29, 20 for 9 and 8
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d20+29=47 d20+29=46 d4+8=11 d4+8=12 20+29=39 d4+8=12 d20+24=33 d4+8=10 d20+19=30 d4+8=11 d20+28=37 d4+8=9 d20+24=34 d4+8=10 d100=63 d100=65 d100=70 d100=67 d100=81 10d6(5+3+6+6+4+3+3+1+5+4)=40 10d6(4+5+2+2+4+2+4+6+1+3)=33 10d6(2+2+4+6+3+6+1+6+5+3)=38 10d6(4+6+6+4+6+1+3+3+5+1)=39 10d6(5+3+4+4+6+4+1+5+4+1)=37 10d6(4+5+4+5+3+6+5+3+3+1)=39 d100=98 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 9:21:49 PM
(ooc: Don't forget the 5 air elementals have the powde stuff with orders to first throw it at or in the dragons' mouths and thn to do their best to ground the dragons.
Dahlia nimbly moves out of the way of the first foes attack but backs into another while not paying attention. Quickly activating her ring of blinking (d100 high) she draws her two blades and goes to work mowing down those around her.
Shortsword (206 points damage)
(63) Ac 47 (crit threat) AC 46 regular damage: 11 points crit damage: 12 points sneak attack damage: 40 points (65) AC 39 Damage: 12 points Sneak damage: 33 points (70) AC 33 Damage: 10 points Sneak damage: 38 points (67) AC 30 Damage: 11 points sneak damage: 39 points
Kurkri (95 points damage)
(81) AC 37 Damage: 9 points sneak damage: 37 points (98) AC 34 Damage: 10 points sneak damage: 39 points
**each different opponent struck takes -2 strength penalty from crippling strike.
**each foe struck and still living will take previous rounds sneak dmage in addition to new damage next round.
~~Jan~~ Kent - emailing you
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 11:03:42 PM
Aeralia continues to move eastward, and seeing the leader near literally fall to peices, and hearing Valdor's booming voice, decides to change her plan slightly.
Once shes far enough east to clear the thorn wall, she conjures her invisible wall of force as planned, but makes sure she's on the northern side, with the Horde and Valdor.
She tries to make her way north, but is sure to stay clear of any horde, so they won't be able to detect her by means other then sight.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Move Equivelent = Move Northeast past the Thorn wall Standard Action = Wall of Force
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (97 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (10 rounds)
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=18 d20+20=23 d20+15=25 d20+10=23 d20+20=36 d20+12=18 d20+2=14 d8+15=19 d6=3 d8+15=22 d6=3 d8+15=21 d6=6 d8+15=21 d6=5 d8+15=16 d6=4 d8+15=19 d6=6 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 12:39:57 AM
The warrior expertly steers his horse with his knees (Ride=18) as he spins on the man with the axe. "Dat vas a bad move..." He unleashes a full attack on those closest to him, beginning with the axe opponent and move on as he kills a foe.
AC23 for 19+3 fire AC25 for 22+3 fire AC23 for 21+6 fire AC36 for 21+5 elec. AC18 for 16+4 elec. AC14 for 19+6 elec.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 1:13:46 AM
While he impatiently awaits a response, and since he hasn't attacked this round, Valdor activates his Cloak of Arachnid.
Nick (HP 167/167 AC 36) 4d8(7+8+4+5)+20=44 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 1:15:19 AM
Nick dashes toward the northern group (K'Nara, Olana, Milo) of elves, his breath ragged, and full of dismay at how easily he could be winded these days.
And not a moment too soon...
C'mon, old man... hurry it up, people are dying.
He wastes no time with exclamations or chit chat. "Blessed Alemi, lend us your strength at this desperate moment."
Casting MASS CURE CRITICAL 44 POINTS EACH.
((DM Jan OOC)) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 1:28:40 AM
((Folks, take a breath. Give me till morning. I'll post then and consolidate all DM-related posts into one. Then we're more clear cut.))
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. Ivan; hp 88/96) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 2:25:40 AM
Milo grunts as he is struck by the pesky human, and the halfling appears momentarily annoyed as he turns to deal with the minor threat. However, as he is snatched from the ground by the dragon, the halfling has a look of sheer panick in his eyes. Screaming out to Olana with what breath is left him, "The bracelet...!"
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+21=31 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 11:47:38 AM Was not given DC for save, but for now I will assume reflex of 31 will succeed. Sorry if the DC was posted and I missed it! Damage pending...
~~Jan~~ DC was 24.
The monk merely side-steps the flame, taking no damage and laughing at the dragon. (Improved Evasion)
The monk prepares for another assault from the horde. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Blessed Hands - As Bless Weapon but affecting all unarmed attacks.
The HORDE in this area continue to migrate south. On clearer ground Falin finds himself surrounded by a ring of spear carriers. One of them gets lucky, and a long, sharpened shaft of wood slams into the werewolf's shoulder. Lucky is perhaps not the correct word, for the creature leaps onto the man and begins to disembowel him while he's still alive. It's enough of an atrocity to have the remaining men give up and join their brothers heading south. And it is in the midst of this horrible carnage that something in Falin recognizes a scent other than blood, entrails and bile. To the north, in the dark, a pack has arrived. They are crouched low, watching with caution, their eyes shining eerily bright from reflected moonlight and fire. --------------------------- Quadrant 2
In the midst of fire and pain, Nick's healing spell washes through; Alemi's blessed balm doing much to heal the damage done. However, flames are beginning to dance through the trees, and some of the elves are not rising. Milo feels like his chest is beginning to cave in, and for a dizzying moment he is aloft, catching glimpses of the entire battlefield in between the beats of leathery wings. but then there's a sharp turn and drop. There's Olana - her bow raised (did she hear him?), and there's the flash of K'nara's sword as it slashes into one of the enemy. Closer, faster -
Ivan the dragon is suddenly right in Olana and K'Nara's faces, batting aside the horde, obliterating the view with wings, teeth and claw.
Biting K'nara - AC 48 for 17
Battering and clawing Olana AC 32, 29, 36, for 9, 13, 16
Milo has 13 claw damage ----------------------------
Quadrant 3
Aeralia, her illusion giving the impression the southern passage is entirely walled off by thorns, arrives in time to hear Valdor's voice bellowing out over the heads of men. To the west, flames leap high in the air as half the ships are now ablaze. Things are shifting, fanning the fire out there, and she can feel the impressive heat radiating against her skin. There seems to be a disturbance out there, also - only beneath the water, and small waves reach shore and begin to break and roll.
From Cori's viewpoint, her dark elven eyesight catches the grand view, watching a streak of lightning fire into the air from the burning tree line to the south, and then - two of the dragons come down to the east. Of the big one? It circles high above, waiting under a glittering cloak of invisibility.
As for the HORDE this side of the thorn wall - Valdor has them spellbound for a few beats. Where did that voice come from? Who was it? Something frightening, going off the carnage spread at their feet. It has them enraptured. Right up until 2 of the Earth Elementals blunder through the thorn wall from Quadrant 4, tossing bodies left and right as they go. That's it. The HORDE turns and runs. But where?? Fire out to sea. Thorns to the south. Everyone starts to run north - right into their oncoming brothers running away from the wolf. ------------------------
Quadrant 4 -
At the southern end, Mordrid, Ingrge, Ve, Dahlia and Bertram have organized themselves into a tight fighting unit - Mordid and Ingrge protected by the formidable melee power of Dahlia, Ve and Bertram at the front. ((Well done, guys.)) This means this group is far from being pinned down, and can start to advance if they want to. Ingrge's lightning bolt slices upward through the air, suggesting to Mordrid that perhaps the dour, white-robed elven spellcaster beside him can see what is where, even though he can't. To Ingrge, the big dragon in the sky seems to be moving erratically.
Further ahead, the cavalry are busy engaging the HORDE. The sheer mass of bodies are starting to pry the mounted formation apart. Gunther sees two men drop because of his attacks, but others are there to take their places. The violence has punched adrenalin to ridiculous levels, to the point where it's almost like some kind of intoxicating dance in slow motion. Birk's horse is rearing, riderless, but Gunther can see Borden still in the saddle, perfectly balanced, dealing death with twin war hammers. He can also see Brother Michael, red robes splattered dark, leaning forward, touching and healing one of the riders. And in the midst of it all - some great hulking barbarian walks right up with a monsterous hammer and brings it down in a great arc - Attempting to hit Gunther for AC 36 and 34 for 16 and 18 damage.
((Nellie, I just noticed. I haven't put your name on the map! The position triangle is there, tho'.))
However - not to be outdone - Boris the dragon comes around, and flashes into visbility. Below him, the nimble and extremely adept elf Lian is busy kicking and pummeling all who come near. He's doing a good job, too. Behind him, one of the Aisildurian clerics is dragging toasted elves out of danger from the burning treeline. **WHAM** The great beast comes into land, right on top of Lian. Or at least, that's the plan! ((Reflex DC 24 to avoid getting pinned, Jay.))
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 7:16:10 PM
Valdor looks around, glad noone can see the confused look on his face. When the HORDE takes off, he looks around and sees the dragon Boris a little ways of and decides he's had enough of the small fighting and says out loud,"It's time to take out these dragons."
He takes off at a dead run towards the hole the elementals just made in the thorn wall. He sprints as fast as he can and prepares to launch himself at the dragon attacking Lian.
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 92 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 7:32:52 PM
Unless stopped, Bertram continues his charge, the earth elemental creating its own havoc as they advance. Bertram does keep an eye out in case any of his immediate group becomes injured.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 7:58:43 PM
The ranger stands erect, ready to move forward.
HOLDING
To his fighting unit, "can anyone magic me to see invisibilty?"
Olana (AC 28, HP 36/76) d20+3=15 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 8:27:06 PM
Looking on in horror, Olana is transfixed, but only for a moment. Sliding her bow to her shoulder she grabs one of the charms on her bracelet and yells - "MILO!"
Activating BRACELET OF FRIENDS.
And then the dragon is upon them. If she is able, under the flurry of wings and claws, she will attempt to push Milo sharply away from it using all her strength. (Rolled a 15) Ah, this was going to hurt.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/117; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+20=35 d10+9=17 d20+15=35 d10+9=15 d20+15=31 d10+9=12 d6=5 d6=4 d6=1 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 8:38:16 PM
K'Nara feels the balm of Nick's healing just before the pain of snapping dragon teeth! In retaliation, the tall blade singer whirls her sword at the huge dragon head in front of her, attempting to change this particular dragon's name to "One-Eye"..!
(OOC: In order: Nick's Mass Cure spell restored K'Nara to her full 134hp while Ivan's bite on her knocked her back down to 117 (does her stoneskin reduce that damage, though?)--then she hits AC35 for 17hpd & 5hp fire damage (which I didn't do in order, sorry!) K'Nara's second attack is a possible Crit Hit at AC35 (natural 20! woohoo!) with AC31 as the next determining roll. Damage is at least 15hp & 4hp fire damage; a Crit Hit would add 12hpd & 1hp fire damage.)
~~Jan~~ The Stoneskin absorbs the first 10 points of any damage received. It can do that 10 times, I think.
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight Wednesday November 15th, 2006 9:04:56 PM
Ingrge hears Mordrid and responds. I'm sorry I should have thought about that. Let me cast this real quickly. Casting True Seeing on Mordrid- duration 130 rounds-
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] d20+23=35 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 9:08:35 PM
Shifting back into the form of a harpy she pulls out a rod from the pocket of her pants. With a smile she points it at the hidden dragon. A brilliant bolt of pure lightning shoots from the end of the rod as she channels her spell through it.
Amarth meanwhile has seen enough and decides to use a spell of his own to help out the best that he can. He flies over to land upon the shoulder of Dahlia and talks in her ear. "My Mistress said to aid as needed...you will find what I do next rather useful." He chuckles to himself as he sets himself for what he must do next.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [empowered maxamized lightning bolt - 120damage - Reflex 24 for half - SR 35]
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d100=70 d20+31=46 d8+13=21 10d6(2+3+6+1+2+4+6+5+2+1)+13=45 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 9:17:00 PM
Free of any nearby opponnets opponents Dahlia sheathes her sword and whips up he crossbow and loads it with a red tinged bolt, and fires it at the red dropping down on Lian. just after she fires Cori's little freind drops in and whispers sweet nothing in her ear. Dahlia grins as she thinks of what is to come.
(70) AC 46 for 21 points damage + fort DC 23 or die (greater red dragon slaying bolt)
Sneak attack damage (?) 45 points and -2 strength
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 d20+23=29 d20+18=38 d20+18=32 d20+13=27 d20+8=16 d8+10=13 d8+10=13 d8+10=11 d8+10=17 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 10:10:54 PM
Ve deactivates his boots, there is little need for them. Calling for Dahila and Bertram to advance with him and for Mordrid to take out the dragon on Lian. "We are the line, let Mordrid and Ingre take the dragon!" Ingre gave Mordrid the spell so there is no need for him to use more powerful means, to which he gives a quick thanks to Domi.
Keeping his protection up to his two other warrior brothers Ve advances. His Brilliant Hammer still goes for weapons and not the warriors. It should be obvious to them, they are far outclassed here.
Sunder AC 29/38 crit 32/27/16 Dmg 13/13+11/17 Adamantine weapon ignores Hardness (All allies in 10' gain +5 AC) (Interpose to Bertram any 1 attack even magic Missile)
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. Ivan; hp 51/96) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 11:11:18 PM
Milo gasps in pain as he struggles in vain against the grasp of the dragon.
Gunther (AC36, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=13 d20+4=13 d20+8=28 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 11:49:58 PM
Gunther barely even notices the attack by the axe wielding person. The stone surrounding his skin absorbs almost all the damage from the first attack, and the second bounces harmlessly off his floating shield. Keeping tabs on the combat around him, Gunther catches sight of Lian's plight. He calls out to Borden in orcish. "Sir, we need to break out of this rabble and help with the dragons. I recommend that we overrun these pathetic distractions and engage the dragon over there (Gunther points to where Lian is struggling with the dragon)." Without further discussion, Gunther urges his warhorse forward (I am assuming Gunther's mounted on a light warhorse). (Ride=13) Gripping the reigns with his off hand, Gunther urges his mount to push past the warrior blocking their way (Overrun=13...3Str+4Size -4Penalty, In case it's needed, Reflex roll=nat.20). If the fighter either moves out of his horses way or is knocked over (Fighter's Overrun=10+Str-4Size...so needs a 24 or 25 Str. to win), Gunther spurs his horse on full speed toward the dragon's side.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Thursday November 16th, 2006 1:51:53 AM These pathetic creatures are not even adept enough to cause me harm Thinks Falin as the spear drives into his side. Brushing aside the spear like a child would bat a fly away he is upon the man and easily finishes him off.
Falin slows for a moment and seems to pan the horizon, sniffing the air. What is that? Something I haven't sensed since.... It seems so familiar, yet distant...
Falin, seems to smile as he howels out into the night. Falin had never been a religious man in the past, but now, on this night, he chuckles on the inside as he arranges meetings between all of these men and their makers.
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) d20+16=36 d20+9=26 Thursday November 16th, 2006 2:05:28 AM
Aeralia listens to Valdor's words, and really sees where her part in this battle might lie. She can see the confused, frightened in some cases, looks on these warriors that were supposedly her enemy. Scanning the area quickly, she picks a more open area, closer to the sea, which might be towards the back of the ranks. She hopes a sudden 'appearance' might go unnoticed for the most part.
Once selected, the young sorceress closes her eyes, forming the images in her mind quickly. Once envisioned, the sorceress mentally whispers the magical words to bring her vision into reality. A few warriors, just shy of a dozen, materialize in Aeralia's chosen location, behind most of their fleeing 'comrades'.
"Wait, my comrades, his words ring true!" a tall, scruffy looking warrior hollers very loudly over the surrounding chaos. "Can't you see we are being used, as I now see?!? We need not their 'potion' to see true courage! Nor to see the right path that now lay before us! Let us forge our own future, at our terms, and not at the will of these treacherous dragons!! Whos with me!?!" With that he draws his blade and swiftly moves a few feet back from the rest of the horde, giving a clear perspective he stands away from the others general movement, offering a new choice of allegance.
After a moment of brief thought, the scruffy warrior is joined by the rest of Aeralia's illusionary warriors, whom appear to have been swaid by the short speech.
(OOC: Not sure which would be more suitable: Rolled a 37 Bluff check, and a 27 Diplomacy check. [Rolls where short +1, forgot to update skill checks after getting additional +s due to raised Charisma])
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Full Action = Silent, Still Major Image
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (96 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (9 rounds)
Major Image - 'Her Leader' and 10 or so warriors. (Concentration + 3 Rounds)
Lian Thursday November 16th, 2006 2:50:46 AM
OOC: At a friends house and do not have my sheet! I wish I could post. Will post asap!
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=6 d20=7 d8+13=14 d6=1 d20=10 d8+13=20 d6=2 d20=11 d8+13=15 d6=3 d20=2 d8+13=19 d6=1 d20=9 d8+13=20 d6=5 d20=10 d8+13=20 d6=3 Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:27:42 AM
Mordrid, "Thank you Ingrge. I was lost." As the veiled world of invisibilty drops from his eyes, another part of the battle comes to life before him. (spot check 13 + 6 = 19: perchance he sees the man levitating above the dragons?)
Walking five feet forward toward Lian, the ranger sprays the dragon from behind with arrows. (+5 arrows with flaming arrow)
SHOT 1: (45)+ 7 = hit AC 52 / Damage 14 + 10 favored enemy + 1 bane of enemies = 25 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 10 = hit AC 55 / Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 11 = hit AC 56 / Damage 15 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 28 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 2 = hit AC 41 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 1 bane of enemies = 30 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 9 = hit AC 43 / Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 5 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 10 = hit AC 39 / Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 33 total.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+21=34 d20+19=20 d20+19=31 d20+17=18 d20+17=23 d20+17=25 d20+17=26 3d6(6+1+6)+7=20 3d6(5+1+4)+7=17 3d6(5+6+4)+7=22 3d6(5+6+2)+7=20 d20+17=19 Thursday November 16th, 2006 10:13:30 AM
Dodge is on this dragon. (name please?)
Lian does his best to sidestep the grab (Ref 34) successfully. As the dragon is about to lift off again and take to the air, the large monk does his best to grab hold of any bit of flesh, scale, tail or wing(preferrably as far from the mouth as possible) and hold on for dear life (AoO??, Grapple of 20, reroll using hero point, 31 is a little better). [He will also use his Strength domain granted ability to give him a +2 bonus for this round, unless it does not stack with Bull's Strength!] If he makes the grab, he will do his best to beat the napalm out of the dragon as long as he can. [AC 18, 23, 25 and 26 for 20, 17, 22 and 20 damage breaking any DR, hero point to reroll the 18, for 19 DOH!]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins)
Nick (HP 167/167 AC 36) 4d8(5+4+5+4)+20=38 Thursday November 16th, 2006 4:40:53 PM
"Spread out!" Nick yells over his shoulder at the elves. "And get out of those trees!"
Once again, making sure he's close enough, he calls on the blessed healing power of Alemi.
MASS CURE CRIT 38 hps.
This was not good. At some point, he'd have to switch to the offensive.
DM Jan 12d10(6+6+2+9+1+4+7+10+2+8+1+6)=62 d100=27 d100=41 d100=68 d20+45=61 2d8(4+6)+10=20 2d8(2+1)+10=13 d20+16=36 Thursday November 16th, 2006 6:29:38 PM
Quadrant 1
To the south of the big werewolf lies confusion - men in numbers, pushing against their fellows coming in the opposite direction. To the north, and half the size of him, his starving bretheren have snuck forward. One stands, eyes on Falin, cautious and wary, while the others start to drag away a corpse. --------------------------- Quadrant 2
The deadly, constricting grip on Milo is suddenly gone, and the halfling finds himself right beside Olana and tumbling after a hard push. K'Nara is on her feet, her sword swinging amidst scales and teeth. It's all Milo can see, like the entire Wold has been blocked out by the great hulk of the dragon.
Arrows suddenly appear from behind, some of them embedding well in the creature's hide.
Then, there is a whisper, like a Holy breeze past the ear, and suddenly all the hurts subside.
Unfortunately, it's followed by something else, as IVAN, now with a big scar on his snout, suddenly rears up and blasts the immediate forward area with another cone of deadly fire.
The flames light up the night sky.
Breath Weapon 62 DAM K'Nara, Milo, Olana, Nick - Reflex DC26 for half
The fire hits the ground behind the adventurers and flows around the tree trunks. It gets so hot that even parts of the ground catch fire. The air suddenly becomes very thin as the flames draw on it to survive, and what oxygen can be had, is dry and catches in the throat. Everyone has maybe two more rounds before they burst into flames merely from the heat. --------------------------------- Quadrant 3
Cori's jag of lightning lances up into the sky toward NIKOLI, highlighting faces below that are streaked with blood and confusion. Approximately 27% of the men in this quadrant have stopped, and are now looking toward Aeralia's illusions. "But what about those things?" screams one of them, jabbing a slightly buckled shortsword in the direction of one of the formidable earth elementals, that is calming working its way north, pounding anything that moves to a pulp as it goes.
While Aeralia concentrates, Cori is perhaps in more of a position to see a tiny figure stood at the shoreline, looking out to sea. Looks like a very young human, female possibly. Wasn't there a moment ago....
--------------------------- Quadrant 4
For Gunther, it's a struggle to get his horse around, but get it around he does, managing to shove past the hammer-wielder. Because of the noise, it's hard to tell whether Borden has heard him or not. But the big orc is still very much busy with matters at hand, pounding skulls with his twin hammers. Then, there's a large flash of lightning in the sky, immediately followed by a huge blast of fire somewhere in the battlefield to the north east. All around, the fighting still rages, and here it seems he has a choice to make. Or has he made it? (Assuming Gunther is heading for BORIS)
Dashing through the tangle of broken thorns, Valdor has to be nimble as he makes it into this quadrant. The dead lie all around, men and horses, and the fighting still rages. Steel clashes with steel, all too often meeting flesh. It's a bloodbath. Captain Brown's still alive, and he can see Gunther in the midst of it, too. The lightning flash catches it all for a moment, in all it's terrible glory
To his left, to the north, the air erupts in fire. While straight ahead -
Lian is not about to be sat on by BORIS, and dodges swiftly to one side. The elf then leaps forward, in an attempt catch hold of the great beast and start pummeling. It starts well enough, Lian's hits are accompanied by a hail of arrows from the trees, one or two of them embedding deep in the creature's hide, but Boris has other ideas, his great mouth opening wide.....
Attack - snatch, hold and bite down = AC61 Double bite damage (no claw attacks) = 33
Did Boris bite down twice as hard because he wanted to? or because -
From the rear, all six of Mordrid's shots slam hard into Boris's rear, accompanied by a rather nasty bolt from Dahlia's crossbow.(Fort save 36)) Rescue has arrived! But are they in time??
Bertram and Ve, now the vanguard, continue to press back the HORDE in this quadrant as Mordrid, Dahlia and Ingrge get to work on the dragon. Soon, a wall of men and shattered weapons stands before this group of five, and attacks cease. Their faces are a mixture of fear and incredulity. Then, one of them points at Ve Mundr's chest. "Look! A holy man! They are blessed by Domi!" Uncertainty joins the swaying sea of emotions.
Note: Can Mordrid see Cletis? He can see 'something', something small, but the sky is busy with air elementals.
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 92 Thursday November 16th, 2006 7:41:16 PM
Bertram sees the hesitation on the faces of thier opponents and holds up his hand in a non threatening gesture, "Ta Havath(peace). We wish you no harm if you stop this nonsense. These people are leading you to your doom. Stop this idiocy and join us. I give you my word as a priest of Domi that we mean you no ill. We give you safe haven or slaughter, the choice is yours But you need to decide now." As if on cue, The large earth elemental lumbers up coming to a halt as Bertram motions him to hold.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/103; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+16=31 d100=49 Thursday November 16th, 2006 8:28:25 PM
Once again, K'Nara finds herself healed and then partially-parboiled by the dragon's follow-up attack.
Cursing profusely, the tall blade singer reaches her left hand up and stuffs it into the top of her haversack, whipping out a beaten brass bottle. There seems to be wisps of smoke puffing out from around the stopper, which she unceremoniously seizes in her teeth and pulls out from the bottle...
(OOC: K'Nara has fished out the Efreeti Bottle out from her magic haversack. I'm assuming that the efreet [who--according to the percentile roll--is neither insane nor wish-granting]won't form up until next round.)
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d100=2 Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:24:38 PM
Dahlia keeping pace with the others as they move forward takes a quick pause and fires her last red tinged bolt at the dragon attacking Lian, but has no idea where her bolt went as she blinked out just as she pulled the trigger.
Lingering damage from last round 45 points
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d6+5=10 d20+13=31 Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:30:00 PM
Not wanting to add to the damage that Lian is already Ingrge quickly casts a spell aimed at the dragon and watches as a dark ray shoots from his hand and strikes the dragon square on hoping to aid lian in getting free by weakening the colossal beast. ray of enfeeblement - no save SR 31 loss of 10 points of strength.
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** (1 used) Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:44:14 PM
Cori only takes the time to glance in the direction of the beach where she thought she saw a female form. She strains her vision for a few seconds to try and figure out if that is truely what she is seeing. She once again starts weaving a spell as and tosses a pinch of powdered crystal into the air. She shapes a wall of force above the dragon, Nikoli...and wonders if it will stay suspended in the air. Speaking into here earpiece she give a warning to all those that can hear her that are below the area. "There maybe a rather nasty wall falling from the sky real soon...not sure how this spell works in the air."
Amarth is not really ready for the blink but has his mind on other things. When they both come back into normal space he sets his spell upon Dahlia. This makes him look like a floating raven...a weird sight to say the least.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 21rounds] [wall of force(above Nikoli) - 210 square foot wall, shaped sort of like a flatter cube - 24rounds]
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=20 d20=11 d8+13=21 d6=5 d20=8 d8+13=19 d6=3 d20=13 d8+13=18 d6=4 d20=1 d20=15 d8+13=16 d6=6 d20=10 d8+13=16 d6=6 Thursday November 16th, 2006 10:20:05 PM
The ranger takes another five steps forward whilst still pelting Boris' flank.
He takes notice of the small shape in th sky, however with everything going on, he has no way of differentiating friend from foe. By no means is the speck in the sky more important than the dragon before him.
The carnage and confusion in the general area, Mordrid is blind to, as there are still dragons about. Only red dragons, of all their kin, would fight with such violent abandon. Most dragons would have left to fight another day; unacceptable their hordes left unattended in death.
SHOT 1: (45)+ 20 critical = hit AC 65 / Damage 21 x 3 = 63 + 10 favored enemy + 5 bane of enemies = 78 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 8 = hit AC 53 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 13 = hit AC 58 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 4 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 1 = hit AC automatic miss.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 15 = hit AC 49 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 10 = hit AC 39 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 32 total.
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+21=41 d20+21=31 d20+6=25 d8+15=19 2d8(8+1)+30=39 Thursday November 16th, 2006 11:27:56 PM
Spurring his horse forward, Gunther charges into Boris' flank (Ride=25). His sword at the ready, Gunther cuts into the huge creature, drawing blood. (AC41/31 for 25 if no crit., 39 if crit.)
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. Ivan; hp 51/96) d20+20=36 d20+21=40 Friday November 17th, 2006 12:46:09 AM
Milo becomes a blur of motion as he spins on the ground, completely dodging the fiery breath of the dragon. Continuing his spin, the halfling pirouettes into a one-armed hand stand, and then springs to his feet. His short sword is a blur in his hand, as the halfling growls, "I wanna carve my initials in that bloody dragon." (OOC: Reflex save DC 36 with improved evasion for no damage. Tumble check DC 40.)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) d20+40=57 d20+35=52 d20+35=45 d20+30=31 d20+30=48 d20+30=43 d20+25=45 d20+25=42 d20+20=24 d12+19=22 d12+19=23 d12+19=30 d12+19=27 d12+15=20 d12+15=27 d12+15=23 d20+40=52 d20+35=40 d20+30=34 d20+25=27 d20+25=42 d12+19=26 d12+19=23 d12+15=21 d12+15=21 Friday November 17th, 2006 1:47:19 AM
Valdor arrives on the scene just as Boris clamps down on Lian. He booms out,"Wyrm, you have brought about your death by attacking my friends! It is time to die! My sword will enjoy your blood! Take your last breath."
He figures the monk is dead if he doesn't finish it in a hurry. He notices all the arrows with much satisfaction and lays into the red dragon with a fury.
After his attacks, he steps back just a bit and admires the hole he just put in the dragon holding Lian and prepares for the forthcoming attack if the dragon isn't dead.
He exclaims,"By Domi's hammer, I love fighting red dragons! Everyone give a quick account of their status!"
(used a hero point on 4th attack, hit 7 times with 5 possible crits, one of which missed. 37 straight damage before strength, etc from red dragonslayer sword x3 to all damage from that sword =111 points+ 114=225 + second sword 112= grand total 337 points of damage to Boris)
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Friday November 17th, 2006 2:22:28 AM They are weak, the others of my kind, but they can become strong if only they feed upon the fallen I have provided them. Being the leader of a pack has a certain appeal...
Falin lets out another howel at the shapechangers lurking in the shadows.
He then turns and continues to decimate the humans. Falin rips a mans spine clean out and continues to ebat him with it. Another swings at him with little effect other than to enrage him further. He reaches out and rips the mans arms from his body and uses them as clubs for a while before groing bored with that.
This is becoming too easy. I must find something that will give me greater joy in killing. Something that could challenge what I have become.
Ve Mundr AC 43 HP 224 Friday November 17th, 2006 9:56:20 AM
The dragon is handled, the battle is in hand, there were greater concerns. Ve address the men before him, "I am Ve Mundr, Protector and Hierophant of Domi. My brother speaks the truth. Those who offered you adventure and coin seek to use you in murder and the fouless of deeds. You have been lied to and decieved with drug by the vileless of dragonkind."
His voice grows louder, "I am Ve Mundr! Member of the Platinum Dragons and by oath of god and hero I swear I have no desire to harm any of good heart lead here by lies and false promises of glory."
With a word and gesture, Ve grows to just over 12 feet. "I am the voice of Domi! Glory, honor and eternal fame can still be yours. To say, 'On this day, we stood beside the Platinum Dragons and the Emerald Talons and pushed back the night.' To say 'It was I who stood at arms with Valdor and K`Nara to defeat the evil which threatened to claim our fair lands!" With this last, Ve puts his great Brilliant Energy hammer into the air with a mighty thrust and bellows "Who stands to be counted with us!"
Hoping a mental command is enough Ve attempts to form up the skeletons and break thier attack to a defensive posture.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 81/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+17=25 d20+17=30 d20+17=29 d20+12=27 3d6(4+6+3)+7=20 3d6(3+1+3)+7=14 3d6(2+6+4)+7=19 3d6(6+2+4)+7=19 Friday November 17th, 2006 11:15:26 AM Lian is under the effect of Holy Aura, Boris has to make a save or be blinded, I believe, versus Nicks DCs.
As Boris bites and holds the monk, Lian's plans are in need of modification. Assuming Boris has plans to chew on the elf, Lian will continue to pummel the gums of his opponent (if he can). "Stop playing around you great ugly beast! Chew you $#%&@!! Get a good taste!" Laughs the rapidly bleeding monk.
[hits ACs 25, 30, 29 and 27, for 20, 14, 19 and 19 damage, breaks DR, THE SECOND ATTACK IS A STUNNING ATTACK fort DC 23 for be stunned for a round](please take into account Boris' AC if he is blinded... Lian may actually hit him in that case. :))
However, if Lian is unable to move, he will happily sit there and bleed to death. (this will make dragon number two he has been nearly eaten by!) (If Lian can't attack but can move, let me know.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) d20+17=25 d20+10=27 Friday November 17th, 2006 11:59:18 PM
"Give them room, and offer no reason to attack!" the tall warrior yells back to those whom raise question. "Stand here, with me, unified together, and denounce our allegence to these beasts, " motioning towards the dragon over the hedge, "and instead, show that we band together in our loyalty to each other! Then we can listen to the words of these others," now motioning to the gigantic Brother Bertram peeking over the hedge, "or defend ourselves as need be. Let it be our choice to fight for what we believe in! But first let us show them that our will is of our own, and not these scaled monsters!"
The scrufy warrior motions the other horde members to join him where he stands, and the other illusions move back some, making room for others to join their cause.
Aeralia, in the mean time, hustles towards her illusionary puppets, though making sure she stays clear of the horde people around her. She was glad that some were listening to her words, but she knew once they had chosen, she would likely need to defend these newfound allies against their previous employers.
(Bluff check 25, Diplomacy check 27)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Standard Action = Concentration on Silent, Still Major Image Move Equivelent: 30' Move towards her illusions
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (95 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (8 rounds)
Major Image - 'Her Leader' and 10 or so warriors. (Concentration + 3 Rounds)
Lian Saturday November 18th, 2006 1:35:31 PM
The elf thinks to himself. 'Ow!'
~~Jan~~ LOL
Olana (AC 28, HP 43/76) d20+19=32 d20+14=17 d20+9=29 d8+3=11 Saturday November 18th, 2006 5:19:43 PM
Olana does her level best to step sharply out of the way of the dragon's fire, and she's partially successful (Reflex 32). Trying not to look at the curls of smoke rising from her garments, she starts firing again at the terrible creature. Hits AC 29 with second shot for 11 DAM
Nick (HP 103/167 AC 36) 4d8(6+7+1+6)+20=40 d20+6=12 Saturday November 18th, 2006 5:30:49 PM
In full armour, there's no way Nick can dive out of the way, and so he takes the full blast. He takes a step back and tries not to breath in. And he has no choice but to go on the defensive yet again, sending out a burst of pure, healing energy.
MASS CURE CRIT 40 hps.
Into the earpice - "Valdor, can you spare anyone? This whole area's aflame."
DM Jan d20+50=67(-2 = 65) 2d8(1+6)+11=18 2d6(6+2)+5=13 2d6(3+2)+5=10 d20+39=41 d20+44=58 4d8(7+3+6+8)+15=39 Saturday November 18th, 2006 6:19:20 PM
The newly arrived pack of wolves become a little more bold, and grab another corpse. They can't believe their luck, for providing nothing goes horribly awry, they will feast well tonight. Further to the south, Falin's killing spree begins to take a downturn. Fatigue is beginning to take it's toll, making the big werewolf's shoulders heave. The hunger for blood has reached saturation point; the utter delight at the terror caused is now suffering from the law of diminishing returns. And there are distractions now - fire and smoke, and heavy air and the threat of a storm coming in from the lake. This brings forth a deep, natural wariness.
Amidst the throng of men in this quadrant, are six - taller and broader than the rest. Clad in skins, armed with greatswords, their patience is wearing thin. "My future wife could fight these weaklings barehanded!" "Your future wife is not yet ten years old, Roki!" "Aye! Exactly. These are boys and farmers. Not warriors." "They are running from something." "Well, let's see what it is! I tire of being shuffled about!" --------------------
Quadrant 2 -
The fight with the red dragon, Ivan, continues. The surrounding heat is approaching unbearable levels, and the dragon crouches there as if taking a nice, pleasurable bath in the flames. One of Olana's arrows sticks in the beast's flesh, accompanied by more arrows from the burning trees. Milo lands square on his feet, free of damage, although its getting awfully hot beneath his boots.
Then, the stopper flies off the genie bottle, and a curl of dark yellow smoke erupts from it, gathering swiftly and coalescing into large, dark red-skinned figure. The evil emanating from it adds to the dragon fear, curdling the air with dread and misery. "What's that stench?" howls the Efreeti, bad tempered and fists clenched, as Nick's healing spell slices through the air.
It's at this point that Ivan, not to be outdone by a stupid genie, reaches forward and attempts to grab K'Nara and cram her into his mouth. Snatch attack AC 65 other claw attack AC 41 Bite attack AC 58
Dam bite 18 Dam claws 13, 10
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Quadrant 3 -
Tis both a blessing a curse, a wizard's penchant for experimentation. Results can sometimes be glorious and beyond expectation, and at other times... High in the air, the Wall of Force starts to take shape, only to be disrupted by the air elementals trying to make life difficult for Nikoli. The spell, unfortunately, disintegrates. Below, Cori's enhanced vision of the young figure on the beach reveals tiny silver scales, etched on the girl's features. The girl is still staring out into the lake.
On the ground, men start flocking toward the illusionary heralds. In the face of death and confusion, here was confidence and direction. Men raise their weapons and cheer. "What should we do?!"
The HORDE in Quad 3 are now on the side of the allies.
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Quadrant 4 -
Lian feels the dragon's teeth grinding through his innards. The pain is unbearable. Even though his fists and feet bring blood to the dragon's jaw, the grip is terrifying, and unmoving. But then there's another jolt. And another. The grip weakens considerably as Ingrge's spell is cast. Mordrid's arrows hammer home, while Dahlia's crossbow bolt, embedded in Boris's flesh, starts to fester. Then the cutting begins, deadly and merciless as both Valdor and Gunther, their weapons singing with joy, slice with the efficiency of butchers. Boris is dead in seconds.
Brother Nyle, the Aisildurian rushes forward and attempts to dislodge the great beast's teeth from around Lian's middle. "Someone help me!" the cleric cries. When free, he'll cast CURE CRIT WOUNDS on Lian. 39 HPs.
As for the horde, all of those at the southern end of this quadrant are listening to Brother Bertram and Ve Mundr. There is a moment, as faces covered in grime and blood think things over. "Aye!" shouts someone, raising a spear. "Aye!" yells the HORDE. "What should we do?"
The HORDE in Quad 4 are now on the side of the allies. At least those still alive....
For the anger of Nikoli has boiled over, and he spirals down, away from the air elementals and hovers above the northern section of this quadrant. With a deafening roar, he sends down a blistering column of flame, right into the midst of the cavalry and those fighting on foot. The fire hits the ground and spreads laterally. Flesh curls, and bones blacken. The screams of both horses and men are terrible, unbearable and will haunt everyone for months afterward.
As for the SKELETONS, they're battling away, up in the southern part of Quadrant 2, ensuring, so far, that the fight with Ivan up there is a private affair. (Daniel, Ve will need to get closer to give verbal instructions.)
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike 10d6(4+2+3+6+3+3+6+5+3+6)=41 Saturday November 18th, 2006 9:15:18 PM
Seeing that the fighters have Boris taken care of, Dahlia turns her attention to the other Red dragon alerting Ingrge and Mordrid to its nearness. Turning toward it she releases a bolt of lightening from her wrist that streaks straight toward Nikoli. 41 points reflex DC 26 for 20
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight 13d6(1+5+5+6+5+3+4+4+5+5+6+2+4)=55 Saturday November 18th, 2006 9:20:38 PM
Responing to Dahlia's alert, Ingrge too turns toward the new red and cast a spell of his own. pouring forth from his hand and spreading out is a cone of cold that hits Nikoli just after the lightening bolt does. 55 points reflex dc 24 for 27 points
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 92 Sunday November 19th, 2006 5:41:58 AM
Bertram throws up a hand, "Forward troops! Let us this day strike a blow for Domi!" Bertram moves forward, taking the lead his axe high, heading northward towards the heart of the camp.
Falin Sunday November 19th, 2006 9:06:34 AM
Sniffing the air causes him to pause for a moment. Something primal takes ahold in him as he smells the smoke and sees the fire creeping along. He can feel something rolling in off the lake as well.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Sunday November 19th, 2006 11:02:32 AM
The monk pulls a broken tooth from his side, pocketing it (wants a trinket), as the cleric heals him. "Brother, thank you." He staggers to stand. "Anymore dragons about?" Soon the monk is moving off looking the nearest enemy regardless of size or number.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/93; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+20=40 d20+20=40 d10+9=14 d10+9=17 d20+15=19 d10+9=10 d6=6 d6=6 d6=4 Sunday November 19th, 2006 5:01:26 PM
Once again K'Nara finds herself completely healed--just before suffering more damage! And now a dragon was chewing on her!
The leader of the Talons kept her head, though--bringing the battered brass bottle to her lips and stuffing the stopper back into it. Then she began to ingloriously hack into the parts of the dragon that she could reach from her position.
(OOC: K'Nara's first attack is a Crit Hit (two 20's in a row! Time for me to get a Powerball ticket...)--the total damage the blow does is 31hpd with 12hp fire damage; second attack hits AC19 for 10hpd and 4hp fire damage.)
"Efreet!" bellowed K'Nara. "For the next ten minutes, you will help us defeat the black dragon's forces--starting with THIS dragon!!!"
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=11 d8+13=14 d6=6 d20=10 d8+13=21 d6=6 d20=19 d20=18 d8+13=18 d6=2 d20=5 d8+13=20 d6=3 d20=3 d8+13=18 d6=5 d20=2 d8+13=19 d6=1 Sunday November 19th, 2006 9:37:36 PM
As Boris hits the ground, sending up a cloud of dirt and debree in the air; Mordrid turns north. Taking Dahlia's lead, the ranger moves five steps foreward, sending another hail of arrows out over the field, aimed directly at Nikoli. The ranger is aware of the massive carnage falling beneath Nikoli's flame, however his instincts tell him not to waiver. Hesitation will only lead to more carnage.
SHOT 1: (45)+ 11 critical = hit AC 55 / Damage = 14 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 30 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 10 = hit AC 55 / Damage 21 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 37 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 19 critical (18) = hit AC 64 / Damage 18 x 3 = 54 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 68 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 5 = hit AC 44. Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 33 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 3 = hit AC 37 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 5 bane of enemies = 33 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 2 = hit AC 31 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 1 bane of enemies = 30 total.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) d100=77 Sunday November 19th, 2006 10:16:46 PM
Valdor, not knowing K'Nara is in the same boat as Lian was just in, decides to do something about this biggest dragon. First, hoever, he booms out,"Spread yourselves out in a line! They can use their fire breath every few rounds, so you have a minute. Be prepared for a large black dragon to appear. If you have no magical weapons, I suggest you head south and quickly. We will fight these dragons!"
Then he says quietly,"Brother, wish me luck! The big one is my new target."
He activates his ring of teleportation onto the back of the red dragon flying above them, just behind the base of its neck. With his cloak active, he figures he'll hang on just fine.
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. Ivan; hp 91/96) d20+20=26 Monday November 20th, 2006 1:44:48 AM
Wary of the growing heat, Milo clicks the heels of his boots and tumbles through the dragons space to a cooler spot on the other side. Once there, the halfling rogue looks for the possibility of setting up a flank on the creature. (OOC: DC 26 Tumble)
Posting Reports For Monday November 20th, 2006 5:00:08 AM
Game # 1 Platimum Dragons the week of Nov 13,2006
Name*****MTWTF DM Jan****XXXXXS Valdor****2XXXXS Mordrid***XXX2OS Fr.Nick***2XXXXS Dahlia****XXXXOS VE Mont***XXXOX Corelot***XXXXO
Lian d20+20=26 d20+24=25 Monday November 20th, 2006 11:15:29 AM
Hearing Valdor's statement, Lian moves to join Valdor's fight (where that might be, Lian will follow the sound of destruction!), tumbling to avoid any other enemy. (Listen 26, Tumble 25)
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=7 Monday November 20th, 2006 6:31:42 PM
Wheeling his horse around rapidly, Gunther readies himself to charge the next closest dragon (Nikoli)... But the sudden lurch of the horse underneath him catches him off balance and he twists awkwardly in the saddle before falling roughly to the ground (Ride=nat.1) with a loud Umph!
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Monday November 20th, 2006 7:25:41 PM
Cori slips back into her will-o'-wisp form and flies with all haste in the direction of the female upon the beach. If she is right this should be the silver in her humanoid form.
Amarth flies off to the side of the battle and stays out of the flames. He knows that he only has one spell left and that one will not be too useful yet.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 21 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 20rounds]
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Monday November 20th, 2006 9:04:20 PM
Ve calls to those about him, "Then we strike at the dragons!" and while he knows it will do little good he casts a Prayer spell that is twice the radius of a normal one. Pressing outward 80' in all directions about the cleric of Domi a golden aura pulsates.
"Charge!" Ve thrusts his hammer forward and charges towards the great red dragon.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 21/22
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Monday November 20th, 2006 11:03:54 PM
"Those of you with the courage and will, and magical means to fight these monsters, their is our target!" the scruffy warrior says with a loud yell, waving his blade towards the large flying dragon. "The rest of you, make your way north, and stop the fight there!"
A few of her illusionary warriors draw bows, firing imaginary arrows towards the beast to spur any whom might have the means to do alike.
Aeralia, in the meantime, hustles her way towards the gathering. Shee moves into position so that her illusionary commander is atop of her, and her movements and its are in sync as they begin to move northward.
With but a thought, her clothes and visage shift to match that of her illusion, so when she dismisses it, she would look like him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Standard Action = Concentration on Silent, Still Major Image Move Equivelent: 30' Move towards her illusions Free Action: Activate Hat of Disguise, making her look like her illusionary warrior.
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (94 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (6 rounds)
Major Image - 'Her Leader' and 10 or so warriors. (Concentration + 3 Rounds)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 12:37:09 AM
Valdor says into his earring,"If I don't answer after this fight, you'll have to dispel the magic of my dust of disappearance to find my body...just thought you should know. Of course, I could be anywhere within a mile or ten."
He prepares for the dragon to try to bite at him, so he keeps himself behind the base of its neck and will move to keep it from being able to get to him with its jaws.
(Of course, the dragon won't know that he has a cloak to keep himself planted on its back:)-just a reminder)
DM Jan Tuesday November 21st, 2006 1:35:40 AM
((Post coming first thing tomorrow, folks. Stupid, stupid headache.))
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 10:56:35 AM
Olana has no choice but to follow Milo, although she runs for the opposite side. It was getting too hot.
Nick (HP 143/167 AC 36) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:09:05 AM
Nick glances back at the trees, hoping the elves there had the wits to get out, but just in case - "Move!!" he yells. "I can't heal you unless we stay in distance and I need to get out of the flames!" He points sharply beyond the dragon and then starts to move while the thing is chewing on K'Nara. Hang on there, girl....
He's hoping the elves aren't scared of that thing that just arrived out of the genie bottle. It's evil presence was almost as bad as the dragon.
Not having had a reply from Valdor was also worrying him. Was everything all right down the field? Maybe it wasn't. Nevertheless he tries again.
Earpiece - "If anyone can spare a moment, this dragon up here isn't being very co-operative."
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+5=18 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:24:52 AM
The monk stops. Casts Detect Magic to see if he can make out Valdor's aura, then he calls to the large dragon, "Um, I think your Boris may have dropped this prior to him dying a horrible and, moght I say, pathetic death!" The monk reveals Boris' tooth.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Boris' tooth in pocket.
DM Jan 2d8(5+7)+11=23 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 12:59:20 PM
Quadrant 1 -
The incoming storm brings a damp chill into the surrounding air, despite all the flames off shore, and it's dark clouds combine with the smoke to muddy the sky and block out the moons. The blind rage within Falin starts to wane, trickling away slowly, like sand. There is movement ahead, a shift in the mindless crowd as six big figures push their way through. They are not afraid, these butchers, and the scent of a dead wolf pelt drifts across the trampled ground from one of them. Falin hears a bark, coming from behind him. The wolf pack are leaving, dragging the corpses with them. The one who stood guard is looking at him with glassy eyes. Are you coming, brother?
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As Nick, Olana and Milo get out of the flames and into flanking positions, the efreeti stands there with it's head cocked to one side, all 12 feet of it, not batting an eyelid amidst the deadly heat, it's dark red skin colour shifting like fire in a hearth. It grins at K'Nara. "You sure you want me to, girl?" Something makes it let out a great belly laugh, but then it folds it's arms and looks at the dragon.
Telepathy Hey, tell you what - if you spit out that cute little chicky, I'll distract them enough to let you escape. How about that? I mean your brothers aren't doing too well, if you know what I mean, and there comes a time when you have to think about yourself. So how about it?
Olana, Milo and Nick see the big dragons head swing toward the south, where the rest of the battle rages, and K'Nara gets a grand old view of it while still clamped in Ivan's jaws. Dragon blood is beginning to drip onto her armour, but it hasn't released it's grip yet. Still - it has hesitated. As to why? Only the dragon and the efreeti know.
Bite Damage on K'nara - 23
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Quadrant 3 -
Aeralia becomes one with her illusionary leader, and she has to keep her wits about her as the crowd surges forward into Quadrant 4 with a big cheer, their weapons aloft. There they mingle with the rest of the HORDE there, led by Brother Bertram and Ve Mundr. Some of this group however stay back and stride toward those gathered at the northern edge of this quadrant, where a heated argument begins, accompanied by lot's of pointing and gesticulating.
Meanwhile, Cori swoops down to join the girl humanoid on the beach. The child turns and smiles. One side of her face has sustained massive damage; it's an old wound, and the resulting scar tissue has pulled and distorted the left side of her face into something terrible to behold. The ruin continues down the shoulder and along the left arm, and it is the claw-like hand at the end of that arm that points out toward the lake. If Cori looks in that direction, she can see something floating in the water, something flat, and big, and grey.
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Quadrant 4 -
With Boris down, all eyes turn to the destructive, murderous Nikoli, hanging in the sky, his massive red wings blotting out the view. Directly below the dragon lies a field of fire and the sickening stench of cooked meat.
The horror of it causes Gunther's horse to falter violently and pitch him to the ground.
Valdor alights on the back of the dragon, surefooted amongst the rippling scales between the beating wings. Lightning skitters across the creature's back, followed by an icy cone of cold that makes the big warrior shiver and sets his teeth on edge. Right after that he feels the massive hammer blows of Mordrid's arrows, and the creature shudders and falters. Nikoli banks sharply and starts to gain height. His rhythm is flawed as he climbs, but climb, he does. Valdor's sword is clamouring for blood in his head, fighting for attention alongside the nearly uncontrollable bloodlust borne of the pit creature. And if that wasn't enough - Telepathy, bitter and angry from Nikoli - I know you, dragonkiller. You think this will lead to glory? You think you've won? You will win nothing this day. Nothing but a curse on your children, and their children, too!
On the ground, arrows from the HORDE fire upward, hoping to catch Nikoli as he ascends. Brother Bertram and Ve Mundr move forward as if swept by a tidal wave. For this was now the HORDE OF DOMI, and both adventurers can feel the power of it, righteous and mighty. They are joined by some of the HORDE rushing through a gap in the wall of thorns, from Quadrant 3.
On a practical level, the dragon Nikoli is out of reach to those on foot. However, there is still much work to do - a battle still rages at the northern edge of this quadrant - an obstacle between them and the other dragon, Ivan. Here a small but intense war rages, between some of the potion-crazed HORDE and the Skeleton warriors. Lian gets his tooth. From his position, he can see Nikoli rising into the sky, and the HORDE OF DOMI surge toward the north.
Falin (shapechanged) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 1:50:04 PM So tired... Used up all my energy on these whelps. If I fall I will only be made weak again.
He looks longingly at the pack turning to leave. Freedom, security, and strength in the pack are all thoughts that cross Falins mind while he watches.
He looks back across the battlefield. He has grown strong beyond the capabilities of these humans. A small postion of him wants to stay for some reason, but he quickly shakes the thought from his head. He turns and runs from the field of battle. He runs to the pack. He runs to his freedom...
As he gets to the top of the hill and stands next to this pack he looks down one more time at the field and lets out a howel. This one is different from the others. It is a long and dreadful cry. Almost sad really. He then turns and runs with the pack.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 2:34:09 PM
Valdor says aloud to the dragon and with his earring activated for his group to hear,"I will make you an offer dragon. I care nothing for glory. I am beyond that concern now. What I am concerned about is the black dragon you follow. Tell me his plan and where he is and I'll spare you. If you are leaving the fight and will set me down safely, I will spare your life and you will be free to return to your gold. Otherwise, I will be forced to finish you now. If you wish to have part of his treasure hoard, you could assist us in this fight with him. You know we will kill him if he fights us so you really can't lose in helping us. Make your choice or you force my hand. And the height we are at is of no consequence to me, so falling from up here doesn't scare me."
Part of the huge warrior is longing to plunge his sword deep into the dragon. More dragon kills would only add to his fame, especially way up here...to have the others see the dragon they thought had escaped come falling from way up high...oh how awesome that would be...power, he has so much and this kill would only increase his stature to everyone watching...
He violently shakes his head. "I am in control here, not you!" he tells his sword mentally. "We wait for his answer and don't get mad if he makes the smart choice! You have tasted enough blood today, I hope."
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/70; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+20=23 d10+9=14 d6=2 d20+15=31 d10+9=17 d6=6 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 4:11:44 PM
K'Nara roars with pain and fury, not bothering to answer the efreet, simply continuing to hack away at the dragon that was masticating on her.
(OOC: first strike hits AC23 for 14hpd and 2hp fire damage; second strike hits AC31 for 17hpd and 6hp fire damage.)
"...Father Nicholas..." the blade singer grates over her own earpiece, "...I could use...a boost..." K'Nara's own blood is mixing with that of the dragon's as those great, sharp teeth continue to grind into her.
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : greater invisibility, 6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike Tuesday November 21st, 2006 6:09:24 PM
Hearing Nick's call for aid Dahlia quickly answers. " I am on my way, though I am not sure how long it will take."
Activating her boots the invisible halfling flies toward the other dragon and the conflicy occurring over there.
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight Tuesday November 21st, 2006 6:11:02 PM
Looking up and watching Valdor ride the ferocious winged beast, he shakes his head and focuses on anything still coming in from his various eyes around the battlefield and his own peculiar sight.
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 92 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 7:25:24 PM
Bertram moves onward, heading into the thickest of the fighting ahead of them. His goal is to continue until they meet opposition capable of slowing or stopping them.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 7:31:35 PM
Upon watching Nikoli fly off with Valdor, Nick's request for aid comes in through the ear-piece. Mordrid casts "Londstrider" on himself and makes haste in the direction of the third dragon.
The ranger is not used to not working in tandom with Valdor, however, the circumstances are very unusual. He knows there is another battle raging on the opposite side of the battlefield, and people need help; apparently immediately.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: ] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Tuesday November 21st, 2006 8:01:18 PM
Cori slips back into her drow form and gazes upon the silver dragon woman. Her eyes do not show any signs of horror or pity for the young woman that stands there. She has seen many things of this nature and worse...she is a drow, one of the original evil races. "Do you seek freedom sister or do you now wish to serve beyond all else?" Her eyes stay locked with the young woman as she waits for a reply.
She does follow the gaze out to the ocean and shakes her head. "Did he do this to you...has he made you hard and as cold as he is?" The voice is there in the back of her head...coaxing her to take the possible power here. "Freedom or death is at your door right now knocking...the choice is yours and you only have to ask." She turns her head ever so slightly to take in the young dragon woman, her gaze still never waivering. She waits and ponders her foes or friends next move with calculated need.
Amarth stays hidden and out of the way of the flames as best he can. He does not really want to be found roasted alive and he will not get into direct combat...he is not that type of familiar.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 20 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 19rounds]
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=22 d20+5=6 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:28:52 PM
Growling in anger, Gunther hops back on his horse (Ride=22). Then he spurs him back toward the area where Nikoli unleashed his fury. Pushing the horse, Gunther scans the area for any sign of Borden or Birk (Spot=6).
Nick (HP 143/167 AC 36) 4d8(7+5+7+8)+20=47 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:50:16 PM
"Alemi, bless us with your gift of health and well being. May it staunch the blood and seal all wounds."
Casting CURE CRIT MASS for 47 hps.
He frowns. He's getting low on area-based healing spells. Any more of this and he'd have to jump in the dragon's mouth himself. Still, at least they were all out of the fire, and - "Help's on the way!" he tells Olana, Milo and K'Nara.
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) d20+14=34 d20+9=16 d20+14=21 d10+3=13 d10+3=5 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:59:57 PM
As soon as she arrives at the side of the dragon, and hopefully out of the flames, Olana pulls her longsword and starts hacking.
(Hits AC 34, 16, for 13 and 5 damage. No Crit I don't think.)
This was going to be tough work, so she hoped that cleric was right, otherwise her and Milo would be the main course after K'nara had been the hors d'ouvres.
And what was that genie creature doing?
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. Ivan; hp 91/96) d20+23=43 d20+23=33 d20+23=42 d20+23=38 d20+18=26 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 8d6(2+6+6+6+4+5+4+2)=35 8d6(6+2+5+2+6+4+4+3)=32 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 1:56:54 AM
Once flanking, Milo clicks his heels and looks for the soft spots on Ivan's scaly hide. (OOC: Crit threat 'nat 20' AC 43; didn't likely confirm with AC 33. Crit threat AC 42; didn't likely confirm with AC 38. Missed on AC 26. Damage is 42 points and 39 points respectively, for a total of 81 hit points damage.)
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 5:07:32 AM
The monk, still trying to get Nikoli's attention does his best to avoid the mass of people. Finally, giving up the taunting as a bad job, the elf heads for the large dragon, still concentrating to see if he can see any illusionary auras ot the like (ie Valdor's aura).
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Boris' tooth in his hand.
Ve Mundr AC 43 HP 224 d20+28=37 d20+23=43 d20+23=27 d20+18=37 d20+13=15 2d6(6+3)+12=21 4d6(2+5+6+4)+24=41 2d6(4+1)+12=17 2d6(4+4)+12=20 2d6(5+5)=10 2d6(4+2)=6 2d6(2+6)=8 2d6(4+3)=7 2d6(6+1)=7 2d6(3+1)=4 2d6(4+4)=8 2d6(5+2)=7 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 12:33:50 PM
Ve charges into the northern fray, leading his troops into battle. His extraordinary gifts from Domi rise again and all his allies with 10' about him are placed into his protection. The others could deal with the dragons for now. he and bertram would put an end to this 'ground war.' Then all power could be brought to bear against the real threat, thta black dragon who has orchestrated this affair.
Ve's hammer now strikes, not at weapons but at the wielders of them. The brilliant energy affect passing sheer through any armor they have and the blessing of law and good upon the hammer cause it to strike without mercy. {hit AC 37/43 crit 27/37/15 Dmg 21/41/17/20 Plus 10+6+8+7 Good Plus 7+4+8+7 Law}
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 20/22
The six barbarians watch as the large wolf-creature slopes off to join what looks like a pack of lupine scavengers taking advantage of all the dead meat lying around. "They breed them big around here." "Eh, wolves in our neck of the woods are as big - and they have thicker coats." "Okay, so now what? I'm that hungry, that ribcage over there is starting to look mighty tasty." Laughter. "We find out what's going on, and stay out of the way of those dragons. Unless it's too cold for you." More laughter. The men rejoin a gathering throng of about 150 men, where the word is going around about the strangers, and Domi, and that perhaps they'd been misled.
As for the wolf pack, they move fast. Away from the smoke, away from the men, away from the dragons. They have what they want, and as for the newcomer and his status, well - that would have to be fought over at some point.
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Quadrant 2 -
Lian's attempt to catch the dragon's eye is lost in the chaos, not to mention the altitude. Did he see a shimmer on the back of the beast as it banked over and climbed into the sky? Maybe he did.
Because the CRAZED HORDE are now focussed on the approaching HORDE OF DOMI, Dahlia, Mordrid and Lian manage to dash over ground littered with corpses and skeleton warrior bones into Quadrant 2 (ready for melee and ranged attacks).
And there before them, with the forest aflame, and patches of the ground on fire, is IVAN.
On this side of the monster, they can see Nick reciting something, and the diminutive Milo, hacking away like a demon butcher at the dragon's flank. (Olana and some of the elves are at the far side). They can also see that Ivan has K'Nara firmly gripped in his teeth and is shaking her like a rat. There is also another creature stood there, something that looks nasty and extraplaner and firey and twelve feet tall.
Ivan rears up, blood dripping from his mouth, and hurls a massive punch toward the twelve foot efreeti. His wings also flip out smartly on either side, aiming to batter down those who are attacking his flanks. The right wing merely parts Milo's hair but aims to slam hard against that pesky cleric.
K'Nara - shake shake shake - bite damage - 22 Olana - wing slam AC 58 for 9 DAM Nick - wing slam AC 58 for 13 DAM
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Quadrant 3 -
Here on the shore, the girl taps a finger against her own mouth. With this ruined face, it's hard for Cori to tell whether this dragon child has understood her or not.
But then she leaps into the air, sprouting wings and taking on her true form. One of the wings is ragged and lacy, but the creature manages well enough, and flies out toward the grey thing in the water, looking back, wanting Cori to follow.
High in the air, shifting fast over this quadrant, Nikoli heads south toward the headland, with Valdor still clinging to his back. I won't help you directly. But I can tell you where I think his lair is. The dragon rolls and starts to lose altitude. We were to attack the city on the other side of the lake - me, my brothers, and the lesser races Nikoli coughs out a laugh, but it has little humour in it. Then, when it was weak - he would come and chase us all off - be their savior. He has big plans, that one....
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Quadrant 4 -
Ve Mundr, Bertram and Aeralia arrive at the northern border between Quadrant 4 and Quadrant 2, with approximately 250 of the HORDE OF DOMI at their back. Before them stands the CRAZED HORDE, about 100 of them. There is no reason on their dirt and blood-streaked faces. All reason, in fact, has been stripped away, leaving behind it a feral longing - for blood, for killing, for chaos. The skeletons are down, their remains scattered and smashed, their souls fulfilled and already sailing the red channels into Gargul's domain. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screams one of the lunatics, and the CRAZED HORDE leap forward. But Ve Mundr is already into the fray, and the gap between the groups shrinks rapidly to nothing.
A spear is hurled toward Aeralia AC 27 for 8 DAM Two men come hurtling at Bertram with swords AC 23 and 17 (Klutzes...) for 11 and 14 DAM One great monster of a man takes a swing at Ve Mundr with an axe AC 26 for 11 DAM
Meanwhile, a bit lower in the field, Gunther regains his saddle and ventures into Nikoli's killing ground. His horse is jumpy, yanking at the reins while picking it's way carefully across the scorched earth. Now the smoke and cloud has blocked out the moon, it's quite dark here, and maybe that is a blessing. Smoking clumps of 'something' litter the ground, blackened and twisted. Occasionally, the warrior can make out an arm, or a head. Ah yes, and here, a perfect tableau - maybe a horse, and a man being pulled from it by four, five, maybe six others. They are tangled and welded together, the fat from their flame-broiled flesh spattered outward - skull to skull, bone to bone. And at the center of this museum of dragon horror - a figure on horseback, surrounded on all sides by many others on foot. It's features are gone, it's head a blackened stump. But the arms still weild two war hammers, suspended low over the macabre, smoking and silent crowd surrounding it. There is no sign of any life here. No men. No horses. No orcs. Everything here is dead.
Ingrge can see Gunther in the saddle, picking through the debris. He can see the HORDE OF DOMI pressing toward the north. He can see Nikoli, edging south, looking like he might come into land somewhere, and - through a gap in the wall of thorns, a smattering of magic and the flash of silver wings at the shore. However, behind him he senses something. It's the elves, he can see 11 of them approaching, along with Brother Nyle, the Aisildurian.
Consequence.....
Plateau City -
Moonlight spills into an inner courtyard, where three figures dance. Two tall males shift around a much shorter third female. The sound of blows - wood upon wood - crack through the air and well-earned sweat spatters on the cobbles. It's been a long evening, and all three are close to exhaustion, but there's also a sense of elation, like the hard work is beginning to pay off. "Enough." All three stand and salute one another. Their chests heave and there are broad grins on their faces. Then suddenly, something makes them start. A thing in the minds eye, flashing past with the speed of a bat - red wings, the flash of a sword, death and revenge and something evil - but then it's gone, a threat banished, and forgotten. One of the Twins clears his throat. "Okay... lets go raid the kitchen, and then it's off to bed for you, young lady." The three head inside Gold Dragon Castle.
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Sturtavent looks out onto the lake from the Overlord Palace balcony, where the moons' reflections shimmer off the surface like diamonds. Below him, the City is lit up like a giant birthday cake. It's people are all awake and on the alert. Some of the turtles and their handlers are already out on the water, swimming out as far as they dare, so they are able to give advance warning. The Mayor is in a bitter mood. He is fully aware of the practicalities and the political expediencies that stop him from flying off into the dark to join the battle. He HAD to stay here, for if the Dragons and the Talons failed - then he, the druids, any of the Storm Dragons who answered his call, and the guards, were all who could prevent the invasion. The last line of defence. Beside him, Alicia D'Anlaf, Overlord of the Big Float, her face pale and lovely in the moonlight, looks up at him. "So, what do we do?" He gives a sigh. "We wait." ---------------------------
Somewhere in the Mountains - east of the battle and the great lake -
Jus the elf, Storm Dragon and sometime resident of the Floating City, looks out over a jagged ravine partially cloaked in snow. It was beautiful out here, peaceful, and nearly as bright as day with the snow reflecting the moonlight. So, was he winning? Was he? Or was he just kidding himself? It was hard to say. This journey was turning into quite a battle of wills.
A sound makes him leave his perch at the cave mouth and return to the fire where the boy sleeps. Keiran seems restless in his slumber all of a sudden, which is unusual, as the lad normally sleeps like a bear in winter. But right now, beside the fire, the boy's breathing is shallow, and Jus has to pull him away in order to stop him from rolling into the flames. There are tears rolling down Keiran's cheeks, and his face is wracked, like he is in the grip of some terrible dream. Jus wonders if he should wake him, or let him ride it out, and he wonders what could be causing such anguish. But then to wonder at all at such things, always led down any number of strange avenues, because this boy, wasn't really a 'boy' at all....
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Emerald Kingdom
Parnoth, Supreme and Almighty Ruler of the Emerald Kingdom and Osto, Saviour of the Wold, is fast asleep, curled up on top of a blissfully huge pile of coins. There is something wonderful about coins, about how they gather one's body heat and shift underneath, allowing for a dragon's comfort. Parnoth sleeps well tonight. Even Mop whining about taxes and Talons has done nothing to eradicate this mood. The 'talks', *cough* extortion *cough*, have gone well in Osto, so much so that it is perhaps safe to say that Parnoth's empire is beginning to grow a little. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it, Sturtavent, hmmmm? Ah, yes. The green dragon finds himself in a sublime mood this evening, and his dreams are full of conquest, and expansion, and an even bigger pile of coins. He's unsure where these feelings are coming from, but he doesn't care. This is the best dream he's had in years...
(( OOC - couple of things - 1) Jamie, who plays Falin, has to leave us for a while. As some of you know he's in the Air Force, stationed in Turkey right now, and having been promoted (yay!), has had his spare time reduced to nothing. He's hoping to return to us in March.
2) Holiday posting. I'll play it by ear. It's bound to be a bit spotty, but don't sweat it if you can't get in and post. Enjoy your holiday and Happy Thanksgiving! Hopefully we'll be back to normal this next Monday/Tuesday.))
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 92 d20+18=29 d20+13=28 d10+10=15 d10+10=16 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 3:48:28 PM
Bertram blocks one strike on his axe and the other slides off his shield. Not giving the two time to try again he strikes back. The great axe crashes into the first attacker cutting through his armor with enough force to down any normal warrior. If the warrior is out of it, Bertram will swing at the other attacker, or finish the first with the powerful blow.
(hits ac 28 Damage 15 hits ac 29 Damage 16 31 total damage)
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/95; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+35=55 d10+9=17 d6=4 d20+35=40 d10+9=12 d6=6 d20+15=34 d10+9=18 d6=1 d20+15=25 d10+9=13 d6=5 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 4:17:16 PM
(OOC: K'Nara is going to use 12 hero points for a Called Shot to Ivan's brain through his eye.)
The tall blade singer feels the healing power of Father Nicholas' spell wash over her--but the healing is reversed by Ivan's continued chewing on her body.
Tired of being a dragon's chew toy, K'Nara channels all her energy and focuses on slamming her fiery blade up through the nearby eye of Ivan, in order to pierce the brain there. The woman warrior screams at the top of her lungs as she lets her blows fly...
(OOC: first attack is a possible Crit Hit: hits AC52 for 17hpd & 4hp fire damage and then AC37 for 12hpd & 6hp fire damage. Second attack is also a possible Crit Hit: hits AC34 for 18hpd & 1hp fire damage and then AC25 for 13hpd & 5hp fire damage.)
(2nd OOC: this post was edited because K'Nara only has 12 hero points to spend...what is in the post is correct, not the Die Rolls space.)
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 5:15:53 PM
Cori nods her head as the young dragon takes to the air. She flies off after the dragon after she shapes herself back into the form of a harpy once again. She wonders if this is suicide on her part or something else. "Oh well, stop worrying and just go with it...you will soon have your answer girl." She smiles as she follows along trying to keep pace.
Amarth continues to keep himself hidden as he watches the battle rage around him. It was not a pretty sight then again he has seen bad and ugly before. This was nothing new to anyone with a little bit of power.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 19 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 18rounds]
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d20+17=28 d6+5=9 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 6:32:51 PM
quickly casting as soon as he gets within range the mage sends another ray of negative energy streaking toward yet another red dragon. Ray of Enfeeblement - No Save - SR 28 - loss of 9 points of strength
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** (2 used) Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : greater invisibility, 6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d20+17=36 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 6:38:42 PM
As Dahlia gets in range she activates her circlet and lets loose with its daily power sending a maximized searing ray of light streaking toward the dragon - 40 points damage - No save; SR 36
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 7:57:17 PM
Valdor replies,"That makes little sense. He should know those mercenaries weren't capable of even putting a dent in the city's defense. You and your brothers would have had a harder time than you might think. And while red dragons are rightly feared by most, they are mostly agressive and their actions fairly predictable. Black dragons are not to be trusted and everyone knows it. He wouldn't have fooled anyone. Plus we know his tactics in battle. He also killed a friend of mine, so he made it personal.
Anyway, his plans are dust, because he threatens my city and many of my countryman, and we will see him destroyed. What the Storm Dragons started, I plan to finish. He couldn't beat them, he can't beat us. So, where is his lair?"
Brother Bertram-Addition Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 9:15:30 PM
(OOC Bertram sends the Earth Elemental against his opponents as well, Sorry to forget Jan)
~~Jan~~ Mark, no worries. I've dropped a few plates myself :)
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=12 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 11:41:48 PM
Gunther looks around at the carnage in front of him...slowing scanning it. Borden was here, somewhere..but the hammers...he'd seen those somewhere... And then suddenly, his brain catches up with what his eyes have already told him. Borden...Birk...all of them dead!! His face twists into a contorted mask of rage. That flying camp fire had killed them all of them and then just flown away. But there was another one out there..and he was going to pay!! Gunther opens his mouth and lets loose a primal scream as he spurs his horse in a full charge on the sole remaining dragon on the battlefield (heading toward Ivan...should be 240 feet move with the run action).
Ride=12
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Thursday November 23rd, 2006 8:52:38 AM
The monk pockets the tooth and casts Divine Favor. He is still concentration in the detect magic as he scans the surrounding 60ft to spot any aura that may be out of place. "I think before Nikoli rose, I saw a strange glimmer on his back. Then he passed my range and I lost it." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round) Divine Favor (1min, +2 bonus)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=9 d8+13=14 d6=2 d20=18 d8+13=17 d6=6 d20=4 d8+13=18 d6=3 d20=2 d8+13=16 d6=6 d20=18 d8+13=15 d6=2 d20=7 d8+13=14 d6=2 Thursday November 23rd, 2006 10:06:47 PM
Mordrid runs into the new quad, and plants his feet; immediately arching his spine he lets loose another flight. This time at the dragon that tosses K'narra about like a rag doll. Seeing her scream and dig deep like a dying creature, he moans out and his eyes water.
He attacks the dragon: (+5 arrows)
SHOT 1: (45)+ 9 = hit AC 54 / Damage = 14 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 26 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 18 = hit AC 63 / Damage 17 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 33 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 4 = hit AC 49 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 31 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 2= hit AC 41. Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 18 = hit AC 52 / Damage 15 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 27 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 7 = hit AC 36 / Damage 14 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 26 total.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 Friday November 24th, 2006 11:58:49 AM
The monks platnum hair glints in the fire light as he waits for the next thing to happen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round) Divine Favor (1min, +2 bonus)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Olana( AC 28, HP 67/76) d20+14=18 d20+9=19 Saturday November 25th, 2006 12:29:07 AM
On the far side of the dragon, Olana can't see if help is arriving or not, although perhaps she senses a few jolts go through the creature with all the magic being thrown at it. The smack on the chin from the dragon's wing does nothing to help her mood, or her aim. oh well, on we go...
Hits AC 18, 19, both misses :(
Nick (HP 130/167 AC 36) 5d8(7+8+5+6+7)=33 Saturday November 25th, 2006 12:52:23 AM
Nick's sense of relief is palpable as others arrive. Now, if K'nara could just hang on, it was time to bring this dragon down with everything they had.
"May the name of the blessed Alemi, God of healing and well-being, reflect light on the darkness within you!"
Casting HOLY SMITE. Dam 33 to evil creatures.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 d20+28=46 d20+23=40 d20+18=29 d20+13=31 2d6(6+5)+10=21 2d6(5+4)+10=19 2d6(4+5)+10=19 2d6(6+3)+10=19 2d6(2+6)=8 2d6(1+3)=4 2d6(5+1)=6 2d6(4+5)=9 2d6(6+6)=12 2d6(2+2)=4 2d6(4+6)=10 2d6(3+5)=8 Saturday November 25th, 2006 8:49:39 AM
Ve continues to press through the ranks of THE CRAZED HORDE, his hammer swinging relentlessly. A hulking barbarian bursts from the crowd and charges the Domi heirophant, Ve defeats his attack with his shield and then cuts him down. Hit AC 46 Dmg 21 +Lawful 8 +Good 12 Hit AC 40 Dmg 19 +Lawful 4 +Good 4 Hit AC 29 Dmg 19 +Lawful 6 +Good 10 Hit AC 31 Dmg 19 +Lawful 9 +Good 8
Calling for ever more Courage and Faith from his troops, Ve presses further into the battle. The buzz's in his earpiece, he ignores, the others had the dragon. He had the Horde.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 19/22
Glad to be out of the field of fire, Gunther's horse powers him through the battlefield toward the fight with the big dragon, Ivan. He can see that Dahlia, Lian, Ingrge, Mordrid, a scattering of the elves, and one of the Aisildurians have also arrived. Deadly magic and arrows are lancing through the air, and for a moment the immediate surroundings are lit up, spotlighting the rearing dragon with K'Nara in it's powerful jaws. It's an awesome sight, that immediately starts to crumble before the orc-bred warrior's eyes, for there is a high-pitched cry, and the dragon drops K'nara like a stone. It's flesh dimmed, it's mouth and flank bleeding profusely, and it's chest studded with arrows, the beast pitches over backwards.
For those stood nearby, the ground shakes - *whump!* - with the impact. Ivan gives one final shudder - and he's gone. Dead. K'nara is covered in dragon blood. So is Milo.
As Lian takes a look around, his detect magic homes in immediately on the hulking 12 ft efreeti creature that appears to have been knocked down somehow, and who is now clambering back to his feet. However, there's something else for his ordinary eyes to take in. In the dying fires, he can see some of the elves stood amongst the nearby adventurers. If he takes time to count, there are 11 stood alongside Mordrid and Ingrge, and 4 stood alongside Olana at the far side of the dragon. No more than that. There is also no sign of Falin.
The efreeti stumbles over to the blood-sodden K'nara. "Those you want defeated - does that include him?" he asks peevishly, jabbing a finger toward Father Nicholas, who's holy smite spell had taken effect on the genie as well as the dragon.
In the centre of the field, Aeralia's illusions have been buffeted away in the press of bodies. No one seems to have noticed or cared, caught up as they in the thick of battle - other than there was now a woman in their midst! "You stick with us, lass," yells one of the DOMI HORDE. "We'll keep you safe!" The nearby dragon death hardly registers, and the HORDE OF DOMI and their attendant elementals drive the CRAZED HORDE in a north westerly direction. As for the dead underfoot, right now they are nothing but an inconvenience, something to trip over, corpses that slick the ground with their juices making it treacherous underfoot. The horror will creep up and tap everyone on the shoulder soon enough.
Then, in a matter of minutes, the CRAZED HORDE are backed up against a group of men in the first quadrant - men who haven't yet raised a blade and are wondering what all the fuss is about. Somehow, that takes the wind out of their sails.
Fighting slows, then stops. Bertram and Ve find themselves facing men who are lowering their weapons, suddenly too tired to fight. Chests heave with exhaustion, eyes look flat, resigned to whatever fate awaits. All three adventurers are probably not much better off. Fighting has been tough and intense, stray weapons and fists have made their mark, and just breathing is taking an effort.
It's over.
At the shore at the southernmost point of this arena, Nikoli is pulling arrows from his flank. His scales are dark, reflecting the extent of his injuries. "His lair is inland, not far, in the foothills to the east," he admits to Valdor. "I don't know the exact location, however... I know who does." His head swivels toward a strange sight out in the lake, where, amongst curls of smoke coming from the embers of burned ships, what looks like a harpy and a small silver dragon are hovering over something floating in the water. "She's the only one that does."
Out on the lake, Cori feels the acrid bite of woodsmoke drive through her nostrils. The fleet has been decimated by the fires, and now with little to do, the fire elementals are dancing amongst the smoke causing whorls of it to rise in strange designs. However, immediately below is something decidedly more interesting.
For here lies yet another dragon. Belly up, floating in the water like a huge, dead fish. A black one by the looks of it. A female. And it's head is missing. Tendrils of flesh from the neck are snaking in the water like pink seaweed. Particles of flesh are also embedded in it's claws.
Valdor Sunday November 26th, 2006 1:33:12 AM
Valdor says,"Good enough. It is over between us dragon. I know you will outlive me by several hundred years, as long as you and I don't meet again. I am tired of the killing and fighting, so let this be the end of it. We will never be friends, but we don't have to be enemies either. There is enough room around here for you to leave my country and friends alone. Wreak your havoc elsewhere, and we will not see each other again. Lady Maab named me Dragonstone, others Dragonslayer. I will know if you doublecross me and I will find you. Know that Flame fell to my group, along with the Fang Dragon of Fae Skymeir, and I killed him alone while my friends killed his mate. Red dragons are known for their agressiveness and ferocity, but also their intelligence. Some battles are not worth fighting. Remember that and don't join your brothers. Now, go and increase your treasure from your brothers' hoards, but stay clear of Floating City and Plateau City, else we will meet again and I will not stay my sword the next time."
Valdor activates his ring and teleports back to the shore near his comrades. He has forgotten that he is invisible and walks up to everyone listening to what they are saying.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Sunday November 26th, 2006 3:36:27 AM
Looking to the body that floats in the water she silently wonders if this is the black that was to cause so much trouble. Looking to the silver she nods her head. "Is she the one that did this to you?" Her eyes lock with the silver, still not flinching or showing any kind of pity for the disfigurement. "Is this the black that wanted to attack The Float?" She is fishing for some answers that may put an end to this very problem that they are having...maybe retirement is near. She will not report the black's death to anyone till she has a few more answers. "Do you seek anything else but your freedom?" She will see to it that this young dragon gets what she needs in the way of healing if that is her desire.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 18 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 17rounds]
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 Sunday November 26th, 2006 9:52:16 AM
Lian takes a moment to take in everything, the lack of Falin, the survival of Aeralia, the survival? of the dragon known as Nikoli, the apparently healthy group of Talons and the group's victory. "That was fun." He says sarcastically. "I have a feeling its not over just yet. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18) Divine Favor (1min, +2 bonus)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Ve Mundr d8+22=25 Sunday November 26th, 2006 12:52:09 PM
Men start to fall out from under the influence of the potion and Ve begins to stay his hammer. He gazes about at those that still stand on his side and to those that are not. His breathing is rapid, but still well in control and the stry weapon was not worth mentioning. Ve continues to hold control of his men and gives the stand down order. "Stand Down and give quarter!" In his immediate vicinity he issues some commands to start putting the enemy into a central location and to disarm them. He cautions everyone to treat them well during this.
The dragons were defeated, the Horde in ruin and battle won. Only two challenges remained now. The Silver dragon and the great Black responsible for this. He tries to gather his troops about him and casts Mass Cure Light wounds for 25. Any of Lawful good alignment are cured 30.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 19/22
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? Sunday November 26th, 2006 8:32:14 PM
Panting, Gunther stares wide-eyed at the battlefield. Dead, the stupid thing was dead! Gunther wheels his horse around in a circle, looking for another dragon to take his anger out on, but there aren't any others he can find. Flushed with anger and frustration, Gunther jumps off his horse and bolts into the nearby woods, screaming profanities at the top of his lungs in orchish and slamming his fist into any nearby trees.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/95; barkskin; stoneskin) d100=58 2d8(7+7)+8=22 Monday November 27th, 2006 3:45:31 AM
K'Nara felt her stomach do a flip-flop as the dragon toppled over (seemingly in slow-motion according to her perspective) and then the teeth-jarring landing of the now-dead dragon had her blinking for a moment or two.
Slowly she powered open the slack jaws of the ex-drake and freed herself from the toothy maw, hearing the efreet's peeve about Father Nicholas.
The blood-drenched blade singer looked from affronted efreet to tired cleric and back again--
--then she laughed.
"My apologies, son of the flame," K'Nara told the obedient (if scowling) servant, "But Father Nicholas is an ally of mine who acted on instinct, not realizing your nature! Need you healing..? I have a small talent for such magic..." She looked about to see what she could see of the battlefield.
"We seek to stop an ancient black dragon named Lathiese, efreet," K'Nara clarified, "He has yet to actually show his face--dragon or shape-changed--in this battle. These people here are all my allies..." She points out the Talons and/or Platinum Dragons present.
"...since this one is now dead, we have to stop those who would still carry out the will of Lathiese the black dragon..."
(OOC: if the efreet says that he needs healing, K'Nara will cast a Cure Moderate Wounds on him. If he refuses, she'll cast it on herself. Rolls: Spell Failure check 58; CMW heals up 22hp.)
Posting Reports for Monday November 27th, 2006 5:56:29 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons Week of Nov 20,2006
Name.....MTWTF Acdm Jan..XXXXXS Valdore...XXXOOS Mordrid...OXOXO Fr.Nick...OXXOX Dalhlia...OXXOO VE Mont...XOXOOSS Carealot..XXXOOS
- - - - - - - - - - Game # 3 Emeral Talons weeo of Nov 20,2006
Adm Ceil . Boy did these people eat for Thanksgiving.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil), hps 88/88 d8+1=9 Monday November 27th, 2006 12:40:22 PM
The monk retrieves his own wand of CLW and wanders over and taps Gunther for 9 healing.
Lian listens as conversation progresses.
How long do Nick's spells last? Specifically the Holy Aura.
The hand of Domi offer some of the ailing archers or horde some goodberries (mostly the remaining archers). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Resist Energy fire (40mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 103 Monday November 27th, 2006 5:34:43 PM
Bertram's body heaved with exhaustion, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Still so far to go. He only hoped they had enough in them to finish what they had started.
Olana( AC 28, HP 67/76) Monday November 27th, 2006 6:20:04 PM
Olana's eyes follow the dragon head's trajectory and she dashes toward it. After making sure K'Nara is free of it's jaws and is all right, she looks around hurriedly for Milo.
Nick (HP 130/167 AC 36) Monday November 27th, 2006 6:33:21 PM
Nick closes his eyes for a moment as the dragon hits the ground. He looks over toward Ingrge and Mordrid (can't see Dahlia) and gives them a slight nod. It's a small gesture but it carries a lot of meaning.
Glad to see K'nara still in one piece, he asks all those in the immediate vicinity who are hurt to gather close.
He edges toward the trees, so his spell can take effect with any of the elves still in the trees and injured.
"By Alemi's glorious power, may all ills cease, may all wounds seal, and may suffering and pain disappear."
Casting MASS HEAL.
The Silver Dragon (DM Jan) Monday November 27th, 2006 6:39:24 PM
To Cori's questions:
"Is she the one that did this to you?" The dragon shakes her head. No.
"Is this the black that wanted to attack The Float?" The dragon shakes her head to this question, also. No.
"Do you seek anything else but your freedom?" A long pause. And then -
Draconic, telepathic - What is freedom?
Aeralia (32/40 HP) Monday November 27th, 2006 8:00:04 PM
Aeralia yelps when she's hit by the spear, loosing control of her illusion, both from the pain, and the large amount of people bumping into her, and through her illusionary warriors.
As the conflict quickly comes to an end around her, Aeralia does her best to work her way out of the crowd, and towards the Talons and Dragons. She quickly realizes the gore and bloodshed that surrounds her, at first trying not to gag, but then becoming overly saddened by the death that lay on that beach.
"What in the Wold was the point of all... of all of this?" she questions her companions when she gets close enough, waving a hand towards the bloody field.
"We definately think we deserve a full explenation, don't we-" she says, starting to glance behind her before she realizes Terrins not there. "I'm sure we all would like one, as well," she adds, motioning towards the armies newest recruits. "I'm sure they are due one."
She looks to be in a state somewhere between total confusion and on the verge of crying, but doing her best not to be either.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Monday November 27th, 2006 10:14:34 PM
Not letting the elven contingent have a chance to realize their losses; the ranger gathers the 15 remaining archers, "You there! and you there! Rally here!" Once they have pulled together in some formation, "Follow me!" Mordrid leads them toward the main tent. He trods through the fleshy mess with chin pushed forward.
Arriving at the tent he throws open the flap and enters with bow aimed at the dark corners.
"Don't touch anything until Dahlia has had a chance to search."
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Monday November 27th, 2006 11:56:51 PM
Cori looks to the female dragon and smiles in her adopted form. "Do you go were you please without having to answer to anyone? Does the one that did this to you tell you what to do, even when you do not want to?" Her eyes do not waver as she watches the reactions of a dragon that maybe more than she knows.
She spreads he hands wide and lets her head fall back to look up at the sky. "Do you fly free with nothing to hold you back...to go where you want and see what you want?" Letting her head slip back down to look at the dragon once again she smiles. "That is partially freedom...but everyone should have freedom and no other should take that from another." Looking back to the body in the water she frowns. "Can you tell me who she was...what she was to you...and is there a male like her nearby?"
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 17 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 16rounds]
DM Jan Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:30:10 AM
The injured dragon Nikoli is already on the wing, flying due south along the lake edge and rapidly disappearing by the time Valdor teleports back to his group. Still invisible to most, the big warrior is a secretive witness to the battle aftermath -
The dead lie all around, and the horror and the waste of it all is written plain on Aeralia's face. Ve Mundr and the dwarf Bertram appear to have what's left of the army in hand. Some are being disarmed as per the Protector's instructions, others are looking on expectantly, hoping for answers. Alongside the dead dragon Ivan, assorted Talons and Platinums are regrouping and getting patched up after the fight. Gunther is taking out his frustrations on the closest charred tree trunk. Mordrid and Dahlia(?) can be seen, marching off toward the big tent with some of the elves. The surrounding air is cloying - death, drying blood, cooked flesh and smoke.
After accepting some of Lian's goodberries, the elves pull themselves together and set off with the Platinum ranger across the field. They have lost more than half their number, and it is beginning to show on their faces.
Brother Nyle, his red robes charred black, appears to be searching the crowd for signs of his fellow clerics, and any of the Aisildurians they had come here to rescue. Of Brothers Michael and Tyne - there is no sign.
As for the orcs, their leader is gone, and all that remain are two, and they're not giving their weapons up - no way, no how - surrounded as they are by a group of humans in the crowd, baying for their blood. They circle, back to back, eyes on the crowd around them.
The big tent in the centre of the field is deserted. Inside is a large table, it's surface scattered with maps, and alongside are four large trunks. All four of them closed. The elves line up and guard the perimeter.
Stood towering over K'Nara, the efreeti looks sourly at Olana, Aeralia, Milo and Ingrge, reserving a special twist of the upper lip for Father Nicholas. "I'd rather go back in my bottle," grumbles the genie. "This dragon was a lunkhead. I offered it a way out, but did he take it? Noooooooooo. And you say there are more? Pah." The disgruntled creature does not wish to be healed, apparently. And it stands there, arms folded, in typical genie fashion.
Out on the lake, Cori's conversation with the silver continues. All talk of freedom appears to have the dragon either completely baffled about the concept, or indifferent. She isn't a particularly good conversationalist either, which might be because of the partially ruined mouth, although she's obviously a telepath. For the dead female in the water, the silver doesn't seem to have much to say. However, when the male is mentioned -
Draconic, telepathic - Yes, but stay away. He'll kill you, or worse.
As everyone catches their breath and starts to regroup, adrenalin starts to wane along with the Wold's twin moons. It is still night - a time where only night dwellers are out, and ordinary folks have gone to bed hours ago. And so it probably comes as no surprize when everyone is mentally tapped on the shoulder by their own body clocks. Tired? You should be....
And yet - more danger awaits.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/117; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+3=21 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:41:52 AM
K'Nara casts her spell on herself, then sees that what's left of the orc contingent is being set upon. She looks about for Gunther--where in the Wold was he, to let his brethren be threatened so? Frowning, the warrior woman takes off towards the shouting humans, bellowing herself as she does so:
"Hey, now, what's this??? Stand down, humans--first, you vastly outnumber these orcs...and second, they aided us in defeating the true evil that was here! How DARE you raise weapons against them! STAND DOWN NOW...or fight ME if you dare!!!" This last part is practically screamed by the bloody amazon waving the fiery sword in a clearly threatening manner.
(OOC: Rolled for K'Nara's Intimidation check for a total of 21.)
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil), hps 88/88 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 6:50:50 AM
The monk is happy to have the remaining elves take his berries. "Eat up and think of the brothers who fell. They are heroes now."
Lian takes off with K'Nara to lay down some pain on the human scum.
I assume more than 4 minutes have passed since the start of the conflict? Or are we still in rounds?
~~Jan~~ Jay, we're done for now. Sorry, should have made that clear. Oh, and Nick's spell will have run it's course. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Resist Energy fire (40mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, all used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Ve Mundr AC 43 HP 224 d20+16=17 d20+16=24 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 12:23:41 PM Only 2 remain, and so it would appear Bordens dream is as the ash upon the ground., K`Nara's raised voice brings Ve striding over, his eyes scan the battlefield of survivors, Nicholas' spell would certainly go a long way in that. The elven contingent was set upon by one of the dragons, the calvalry descimated as well. The dead are thick about, as they are in any battle. His hopes of the wall sectioning the enemy and the fairly large conversion to teh right would have turned the tide greater to their advantage, but dragons were about. He scans for those he knows, Captain Brown perhaps as he arrives to the orcs.
Ve tries to identify if the orcs were on their side or not during the conflict or if they are part of the prisoner group. "K`Nara do you know where Falin and Gunther are, I have not seen them among living or dead. I will handle this so you can see to your own." First we remove ourselves from the field of battle except for the those who will take account of our losses
Ve begins to organize a withdrawl of the troops back to the location where they came ashore and the three ships still rest. He moves among the ranks locating standout groups to take minor charge over other groups and of those designated as prisoners for the time being. He also informs all that the prisoners designation is temporary. Once regrouped at the landing point it will individually reviewed.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 1722
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:02:37 PM
Mordrid grumbles something about there being nothing particularly heroic about dying, meanwhile he lights a lantern; spreading out the maps he reads what he may.
"Dahlia, we need you in the tent. Valdor, K'nara, we need you in the main tent."
The ranger arranges a few chairs, then plops down on his rump; removing his quiver and bow.
Valdor d20=11 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:37:05 PM
Valdor is saddened by the amount of death and destruction. Sure wasn't how he had perceived the battle would go, but it did work and none of his group or the Talons had been killed or were beyond repair. Still, to lose so many...
He finally remembers he's invisible, so he applies his Oil to return to being visible. He's covered in blood and looks down at the splatters all over himself. He is still holding both swords, ready to launch himself into another battle if necessary. He's actually not even winded. He sliced one of there leaders into pieces and finished off one dragon, only to take a ride on another, but never really got into the thick of the fight. He chuckles at the irony, but knows that his place was to take out the shepherds not the sheep.
He addresses the group,"No matter whose side you fought on, we are now on the same side. We defeated the three red dragons who were leading you, so I'm sure you'd rather be on our side. There will be no weapons raised against each other from now until our paths split! Any who wish to fight, may fight the red haired lady who is highly angry, or myself, if you'd prefer. So enough nonsense. We have had enough bloodshed this day. Ve Mundre will organize you into groups and be your captain now. Look to him for your assignments."
He looks around for Cori as he heads to the tent. His heart falls, when he doesn't see her, but he knows she is alive and he will see her soon...
Mordrid hears him say,"Coming brother!", just as he steps into the tent. "Miss me?"
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 5:06:20 PM
When Valdor opens the tent flap and announces his arrival, Mordrid has his boots thrown up on the table. The ranger slowly looks up, scanning Valdor from foot to head.
"Good to see you in one piece."
Mordrid points his thumb over his shoulder at the four chests, "the loot."
Then he points at the rolled out parchment on the table, "the plans."
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+40=45 d20+40=45 d20+40=50 d20+40=45 d20+40=53 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 5:36:11 PM
Walking along with Mordrid the halfling nearly forgets she is invisible when he calls for her to join him in the tent. Letting the invisibility go she taps him on the hip. "I am hear you want I should take a look a those chests?" Assuming that to be the case, the little halfling checks the chests over for any devices. disable device: DC 45,45,50,45,53
*******
Ingrge takes several moments to collect some valuable spell components from the red dragon's corpse, and with a look, dares anyone to say anything about it. (blood, scale, claw, tooth, wing membrane)
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Tuesday November 28th, 2006 6:58:30 PM
Well at least she maybe able to give this dragon a chance to experience freedom. "Will you support him if we find that we need to stop him from his task?" She watches the burning ships and the black dragon carcass with a newfound sense of wonder. A smile plays across her face as she thinks about what Valdor will be thinking soon if he does not find her.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half]
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? Tuesday November 28th, 2006 10:51:23 PM
Hearing K'nara's shout, Gunther spins about and bolts down to the two living orcs. He snarls at the humans surrounding them, more than ready to bust a couple of heads should they hesitate more than two seconds to obey K'nara's command. Getting within inches of the orcs face, he snaps in orcish. "You will put those weapons away and you will do so now! We will not dishonor Borden's memory by acting stupidly in front of the humans!" Once the order is obeyed, Gunther eyes the orcs, figuring out their potential. "Go and clean your swords and armor. I will be back to inspect you in 5 minutes... You will be ready for duty at that time." Without a second glance at the orcs, Gunther strides over to Father Nicholas and taps him on the shoulder. "Excuse me sir...I've know dat highly favored clerics like yourself can...aheem...raise de dead." Gunther looks down at the ground, kicking it idly with his boot. "And vell...ven ve're done vith all dis...I vas vondering if maybe you could try and raise Borden. He vas a goot leader and vas cut short before his vision could be fulfilled..." Gunther continues to kick at the dirt while he searches for other reasons to bring the orc leader back from the dead.
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 28th, 2006 11:16:32 PM
Bertram walks among the army, reassuring any that look as if they need it and giving comfort in general.
Nick Tuesday November 28th, 2006 11:44:44 PM
Once he's done with healing, Nick steps cautiously toward the trees. He wants to check the deceased elves' status, just in case his spell had revived any near death. "Olana, can you help me?" he asks. It's probably a fruitless exercise, but he wants to make sure. Gunther's information is news to him. "Borden, too? Do you know where he is?" he asks the Talon warrior gently.
Olana Tuesday November 28th, 2006 11:49:58 PM
Once she's discovered that Milo is in one piece, Olana is wondering whether she should go and back K'Nara up, just in case, when Father Nicholas asks for help. "Sure," she says, not exactly relishing the task, but still... there was Ingrge digging away at the dead dragon. "Wizards," she says, walking past her white robed comrade.
Lian Wednesday November 29th, 2006 11:25:54 AM
Lian joins Ingrge at the corpse, to 'learn' about the value of dragon bits. He will take enough small parts to fill one of his virtually bottomless pockets.
He will take time to collect a scale or tooth for each of the remaining archers should they want one.
DM Jan Wednesday November 29th, 2006 11:41:59 AM
Those threatening the orcs back off swiftly when K'nara arrives with Lian and the big genie at her shoulder. There are a few smirks, an occasional shrug, but it looks like the two orcs will survive for a while longer. There isn't much fight left in the men in any case. It's dark, fairly cold, and the Woldian equivalent of 3.30 AM, and it doesn't take long for the men loyal to Ve Mundr to get every organised, grab some torches and head off through the battlefield toward the headland and the surviving ships. Their mood appears to be fairly subdued. Ve's observation of the two orcs tells him that perhaps - going off the light cavalry armour - that one of them was one of Borden's men. That thought also jogs another memory, of Capt Brown riding not too far away from the big orc at one point.
As Bertram accompanies the procession south, he catches snippets of conversation as the group circumnavigate a field full of bodies and the occasional torn standard depicting a clenched metal gauntlet. How do we get home...? Do we still get paid...? I dunno... I'm hungry... and tired...
The two orcs end up shadowing Gunther as he heads into the trees to talk to Father Nicholas. There the Shepherd of Alemi and Olana are finding one charred body after another. there's nothing alive back here.
Ingrge gets his spell componants; Lian his trophies. He, Lian and Milo can see that there looks to be about 400 GP of coins and gems embedded in Ivan's scales.
Out on the lake, the silver dragon shakes her head as Cori asks her if she's likely to help the black dragon. No, seems to be the answer, although there appears to be a slight scepticism on the creature's ruined face also. The small dragon then turns, banks away from the floating dragon corpse, and alights on shore. There she changes back to her slight, human form. To Cori, in this form she looks maybe ten years old - if that. He holds out her hand and then looks toward the tent, where some of the Plats and Talons seem to be gathering.
Can it be done? Show me.
Aeralia watches Valdor appear out of nowhere, address the men, then head off toward the tent.
Inside the tent in the centre of the field, Dahlia has cracked open the chests. All were trapped, but with the exceptions of a narrow sliver of metal that comes flying out from a lock, whizzing right between Valdor and Mordrid and embedding itself in a tentpole, there are no more mishaps.
Three chests contain gold. In total - approximately 10,000 Gps The fourth chest is full of small vials, containing a similar liquid to the one K'nara still holds.
On the maps, Mordrid sees many detailed diagrams of various sections of the Floating City. Some are covered in notes - plans of attack, areas of weakness.
Valdor Wednesday November 29th, 2006 12:50:34 PM
Valdor smiles and says,"Those plans of attack need to go to Floating City. It will be very useful in theor defense of the city in the future. We should split that money evenly amongst the survivors after everyone gets some sleep. I also think that we should assign people to help pile the remaining bodies, offer them a double share of the treasure if they help. Then we should burn the bodies. There are just too many to bury them, and I don't think leaving them is an option.
I need to find the silver dragon in girl form. She knows the location of the black's lair, from what the red dragon told me. And Mordrid, he was pulling a great many arrows from his hide. Nice shots."
He pats Mordrid on the shoulder and heads down toward the beach where the little girl is standing.
Aeralia (32/40HP) Wednesday November 29th, 2006 2:01:57 PM
Aeralia closes her eyes briefly as most of the warriors begin to head southward, hearing the bodies would need to be stacked and burned.
She takes a few minutes or so, as others count treasure and move to speak with the silver dragon girl, to cast spells repeatedly, summoning forth minor forces to do her bidding. Once she summons a trio of unseen servants, she sets them on task to begin stacking the bodies in a appropriate area, then continues to summon more.
"Let the others rest, they deserve it," she says wearily to the others, attempting to handle the large task of stacking the bodies with her minions.
She'll spend the next hour or two, or however long it takes, commanding her plethora of minions to work together to drag and carry the bodies into a pile. She'll continue until the task is complete unless something interrupts her work. To onlookers, the scene might look a little concerning, the young woman walking lightly about the battle field; spinning, pointing, and conducting her invisible orchestra, the bodies seemingly moving at only her will alone.
In between giving assignements to her servants, Aeralia will clean and tend her wound, seeing that its properly bandaged.
~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Cast 8 Unseen Servants, 8 Silent Unseen Servants, and 5 Silent,Still Unseen Servants, for 21 total. She'll have them work in trios to move roughly 7 bodies at a time (drag of 300lbs. combined per team), having them repetatively move the corpses, and changing commands as needed (if a 4th is required for larger bodies, etc.)
Ve Mundr Wednesday November 29th, 2006 4:40:26 PM
Outward, Ve suggests nothing but confidence and mastery over the situation. He orders torches to be stuck, bid the men sit or lie down. As a survivor of several mass engagements, he knows that the need for sleep at the moment is held off by doubht and fear. This is certainly not what any signed up for. What Ve must do first is reorganize the group and then set a camp of sorts and that is what he puts the men to task at doing. Ve speaks to those now getting as comfortable as the ground will allow, information will do wonders for them. "Tonight we camp here. Watch orders have been given, you know who you are and I thank you for taking on the task. As Valdor promised, the gold you were promised and more will be delivered to you. Myself and a hand picked group will be migrating provisions and shelters from the battlefield over the next few hours. You will be tended and cared for, but I ask patience as it will take us time, but none shall go wanting long. I ask you save further questions for mornings light. Two large casks of pure water will be immediately set up, I'm afraid food will be a bit longer in coming, but not so much so as to cause any concern. Rest now heroes and may Domi continue to bless you and yours."
Ve then meets with his 'command staff' the score of men to stand watch and the dozen that will assist him in salvaging what can be had. Using Create Water and Purify water, Ve fills as many large casks as can be had from the ships. He and the salvagers then head back to the original camp. On the way he update all the Platinum Dragons with the current state of affairs of his army and that if will be many hours to fully right them, but they are holding pretty well. Tomorrow will tell much.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Hasted 1 used of 10
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 29th, 2006 6:56:15 PM
Bertram assists in anyway possible helping anyone suffering and giving comfort to those that lost comrades.
Dahlia / Ingrge Wednesday November 29th, 2006 10:07:45 PM
As the little sliver of metal flies out Dahlia looks up and raises her right eyebrow and looking over at Valdor gives a little "Oops" and shrugs one shoulder.
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Ingrge makes sure to get as clean and pure sample of his dragon components and then looks around at all the bodies being stacked like cordwood. "If someone will let me know when I will light the funeral pyre."
Gunther Wednesday November 29th, 2006 10:29:24 PM
Gunther guides Father Nicholas over to Borden's twisted deformed remains. Anger boils within his blood, as well as lingering guilt over leaving the calvary before they died. I should have stayed...they wouldn't be dead if I had stay.. Shaking his head, Gunther points to the body. "Dat Vas him...de varhammers vere his veapons." A glimmer of hope grows in his heart like a firefly in a cave. "Maybe he's not dead?" The phrase is more like a prayer than a question.
Mordrid Thursday November 30th, 2006 12:35:45 AM
To Valdor, "Nice shots? He got away?"
"Thank you Dahlia for disarming the traps. You are a pro."
Stepping outside the tent and addressing the remaining elves(and feeling terribly guilty), "OK heroes, lets bring down this tent, fold it, and man the chests. We need to get this command center back to our beach, and away from this filth. We have many people that need to get paid and fed. I imagine their bellies must be met first. A battle like this makes baser men of us all, and we all need food and sleep. We will distribute this crap coin in the morning."
Olana Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:29:13 AM
For a moment, Olana watches Gunther walk down the field with Father Nicholas. There didn't look to be anything moving down there - nothing except corpses to salvage. Rather like this immediate vicinity, in fact.
The elf stands there for a moment, breathing through her mouth, then sets to in order to try and drag the dead elves out toward the funeral pyre someone was building.
She finds herself talking to them, like they were children or still alive.
"C'mon, easy now.... gently does it..."
It hasn't hit her, yet, obviously.
Nick d20+4=18 Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:46:40 AM
Nick follows the Talon Gunther through the battlefield. Is they reach the grisly tableau of scorched victims he finds it doubly difficult to maintain his grip on any level of calm. It was downright eerie, how the dead here were mostly still upright, as though time had stopped for them which, in a way, it had.
"Dear Alemi," he whispers as they reach the charred figure that was Borden. He glances over toward Gunther, trying to guage the man's mood.
Sense Motive DC 18
Then a more practical part of him kicks in,a pragmatic undercurrent. Resurrection? Now that was the question, wasn't it...
"Well, at least we know where his body is," he says, carefully avoiding any direct answer. "A lot of people have died today, and Gargul may wish to claim every last one of them, but let's talk to the others."
He'll beckon Gunther away. This was a terrible place, and in his mind, a prayer runs its course.
... may they not suffer... may they have safe passage to the Lands of rest...
Valdor Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:49:36 AM
As he's walking away, Valdor stops and turns, then responds,"No, he didn't get away, old friend. I let him go. He was helpless and trying to get away from the battle. While it would have been an easy thing to do, and believe me when I say I wanted to, the fight was over and he agreed to give me information when I let him live. He didn't try to bargain his way out, I offered him a way out. I've killed enough for a hundred lifetimes, and even if he's a red dragon, I won't kill anyone or anything that is basically helpless.
He will cause us no more troubles, I assure you. He knows he was dead and that if he comes back...ever...I will finish him. Besides, it would make me no different than him if I killed in cold blood."
He looks down and Mordrid can see he is uneasy. His brother knows him and knows he feels guilty for letting such a vile creature live, but Valdor is who he is, and killing, while he's talented at it, is the last thing he wants to do, especially after the rage and insanity he showed in getting his daughter back.
He looks back up and finishes with,"When my daughter was taken, I could think of nothing more than killing anyone or thing that stood in my way. I let myself give in to emotions that evil beings let themselves be ruled by. And that, my friend, is a road I will never travel again. I lost all the control I have spent a lifetime exhibitng. I could have destroyed all that I worked for my whole life, and I must maintain myself and who I am. I know he will kill and steal without a second's thought. But, I would be no different than that evil side of me that you saw in Koshe Marr so many years ago, when I almost became the Lord of that foul place. Please do not judge me harshly, I couldn't bear such."
He smiles a weak smile, then heads down to the child at the beach.
Milo Thursday November 30th, 2006 2:14:17 AM
Milo stands dazed as things die down. The halfling rogue doesn't know quite what to think of the carnage before him. "I don't think that the gold here shines nearly as bright as it once did." The halfling begins casting about for Olana, "I think I'm going to be ill."
K'Nara Thursday November 30th, 2006 3:15:26 AM
The gore-bespattered blade singer glares at those who dare to smirk, but then turns her attention to Gunther, who is desperately seeking a possible different fate for Borden. Thinking for a moment, K'Nara softly speaking Lucia's name, causing the sword to extinguish. First she sheathes the blade, then she reaches into her haversack and draws out what appears to be a battered staff that seems to give off an aura of...
...hope..?
"Efreet," she orders the fire-based being, "You may return to the bottle after you locate and bring to me the clothing and possessions of Falin--he's an elven sharpshooter whose clothes and pack burst off him when he..." Here the human female swallows hard, "...he changed into a werewolf. Go now." K'Nara then turns to Gunther and Nick.
"I know it's asking a lot, Father Nicholas," she said, proffering the staff, "But...if you're up to it...I'd like you to use this staff and resurrect Borden should Gargul allow it. I would normally ask it of Brother Bertram--but he's already raised some other people at my behest...and incurred personal debts because of it. I will not ask him again because he has already sacrificed so much." The chestnut-maned woman exhales sharply.
"Not that I think YOU haven't sacrificed much in your own lifetime, Father," she explains, "It's just that...you're more experienced and..." Again K'Nara releases a breath, this one rather peculiarly shaky, "...and I get the feeling that you will not be following the adventurer's path for too much longer, if you don't mind my saying so."
OOC: The staff is a Staff of Life--it has but one charge left. Another thing to note: the efreet poking around for Falin's stuff is a means for the party to recover the one item that Falin was holding for them: the set of Immovable Rods. All the other equipment he had belonged to him and may remain "lost" to the party. All of this, of course, hinges on the largess of the DM in charge. 8D
Lian Thursday November 30th, 2006 6:49:39 AM
The monk remains silent and vigilant beside his leader.
Mordrid Thursday November 30th, 2006 9:23:02 AM
Mordrid waves Valdor on, "Go. No judgement here. Go find Cori."
"Ok boys, lets get this stuff back to the beach."
DM Jan Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:34:42 PM
A few statistics:
Dead -
28 elves 32 orcs 2 male red dragons 1 female black dragon 647 humans (including 2 Ga'alian clerics)
Alive -
9 members of the Emerald Talons (one MIA) 6 members of the Platinum Dragons 14 elves 521 humans (including 1 Ga'alian cleric) 1 male red dragon 1 female silver dragon
The large genie scowls at K'Nara. "What did your last slave die of? Overwork, I expect. Impossible woman," it grumbles, before stomping off in search of Falin's stuff. The creature starts to search at the edge of the charred line of trees, and soon disappears from sight.
Valdor spots the child easily enough, and her ruined features twist into an awkward smile as he approaches.
And so, while Valdor goes in search of answers, and matters of resurrection are discussed, the battlefield begins to change. The large tent is pulled down, the maps collected, the chests secured. "What do we do with this one containing all the phials?" one of the elves asks Mordrid and Dahlia. Ve Mundr's salvagers are also busy. Up in the northern quadrant, they find untouched sacks of flour, 13 hens (who, oddly enough, have dug small depressions in the ground and who are hunkered down asleep amidst the chaos), barrels of apples, and a large chunk of yeast. There are tents, various containers, and a HUGE stack of weaponry. the men move back and forth between the battlefield and the shoreline at the other side of the headland - where the ground is unspoiled, the trees still green, and the air still relatively clear.
The pyres of the dead begin to rise. It's backbreaking, grisly work. Some of the bodies appear to be moving of their own accord as Aeralia's unseen servents drift to and fro.
The dawn arrives unnoticed. And it brings with it the need for further plans and urgently needed answers.
Valdor Thursday November 30th, 2006 2:21:16 PM
(Is Cori recognizable?)
Valdor smiles back as he approaches the young girl. He bows when he arrives and says,"Hello young lady. My name is Valdor. I am told you know where to find Lathiese, the black dragon. Was that(he points to the floating dragon) Lady Solara?"
The Silver Dragon Thursday November 30th, 2006 3:04:35 PM
The little girl looks Valdor straight in the eye and nods solumnly at his first question.
At his second question, she turns back toward the water for a moment, and also nods in reply.
His flesh is in her claws... says a child's voice in his head.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: ] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Thursday November 30th, 2006 7:28:45 PM
Cori comes flying to the beach and lands, reverting to her drow form and stands next to the young girl. "You are well under my protection young one...though you will not need it." She turns to regard Valdor as he speaks to the young dragon girl. "She wishes to see our plan to kill the black dragon." She keeps the rest of her thoughts to herself, for now.
Amarth comes winging over to settle upon his Mistress's shoulder and looks to the young girl. He nuzzles the side of his Mistress's cheek as he waits for the expected scratch that comes soon after.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half]
K'Nara Thursday November 30th, 2006 10:39:48 PM
K'Nara lets the efreet go about his task and Father Nicholas consider resurrecting Borden, and joins Valdor as he gently questions the child.
'Here be a silver dragon..?' K'Nara thinks to herself, starting in violent surprise when the bombshell of Lady Solara's demise is dropped. Her thoughts turn dark--while her remembrance of Solara was of the female in her (ahem) younger days, K'Nara had to admit that the dragon had since acquitted herself as a staunch defender of the Big Float.
The tall human female watches the interaction with the adolescent silver dragon, idly wondering how to let the dragon know that K'Nara's motivation for the battle was largely based on making sure that the young drake could live free as well as saving the Floating City.
Gunther Friday December 1st, 2006 12:05:26 AM
Gunther watches Father Nicholas closely. Though he can be slow on the take, Gunther understands exactly what the cleric is telling him...and conversely what he isn't saying. Borden was dead. Anger, depression and despair come flooding in like the torrent after a broken damn. No nation...no freedom..no hope. And then K'nara approaches an makes her offer. The warrior's head swims with the possiblity that there is still a sliver of hope. He looks over at the cleric. "I can understand if you vould not like to do dis now...or even ever. In de past, orcs have had less dan a clean record. But Borden vas changing dat...and if we can get him back, den dere is hope...hope for a more civilized life for de orcs...hope for a strong ally nation bordering Culvervood. I vill not try to svay your decision furder. Take your time and tink about it...and let me know if you need any help or anyting. Being utterly unfamiliar with the resurrection process, Gunther has no idea what might be involved.
Milo Friday December 1st, 2006 1:03:38 AM
Milo finds Olana, and silently stands near her, his face ashen as he observes the death surrounding them.
Lian Friday December 1st, 2006 10:12:45 AM
Wiping the last bits of dragon off his hands, the monk carefully observes Father Nick and his actions. (Always learn from the best.)
Brother Bertram Friday December 1st, 2006 11:22:50 AM
Feeling rather distant from the planning of the others, Bertram continues to walk among the tired soldiers, doing what he can to make them feel more at ease, including sitting down with a few around a small fire, just talking and offering hope.
Nick Friday December 1st, 2006 11:57:22 AM
Nick attempts to ensure that Borden's body is kept separate. Same with the elves, too. He's not looking forward to the discussions ahead. This was going to get political, and messy. After all, they couldn't raise the entire field, and some nasty choices would have to be made. He takes the resurrection staff from K'Nara with a raised eyebrow. He has no problem shouldering the responsibility of the rez itself, however - after watching her walk over to join Valdor, then looking at Gunther, he wonders...
Clearing his throat he says to Gunther and Lian - "This field is strewn with the dead - friend and foe alike. Yes, Borden has perished, but so have a number of your Culverwood elves. You also have a party member missing. What if he turns up dead? "Resurrection is a tricky business. The spell itself is merely the equivalent of opening a door. What comes after is at the whim of Gargul. So. We must put all our heads together and discuss this carefully before taking the next step. For the consequences will rest on ALL of our shoulders." He makes a gesture toward the other Talons and Platinums.
Oh, and Nick it might not be just Gargul that has to be dealt with, either, no? You had Ga'al snatch you from the rivers of blood, didn't you? And you had to make a promise that has still to be kept... And this orc. Who was about to claim his wicked soul? Alemi lend me your wisdom and judgement...
"Come, let us help the others, for there is much to be done. The question of resurrection will not be forgotten."
Olana Friday December 1st, 2006 12:02:20 PM
Olana stops what she's doing for a moment and regards Milo. The look on his face brings her close to tears, and she reaches for him and holds him close.
"Let's not leave these poor elves to rot in the trees," she whispers after a moment. "Help me gather them so Ingrge can put them to the torch. Better than than being torn apart by scavengers."
Ve Mundr Friday December 1st, 2006 2:20:57 PM
For his part, Ve sticks with the task of assisting the living. With his hand picked dozen, they collect into the northern quardrant everything they can to prepare it to be moved to the new camp site. The cleric is thankful that he has spells enough to remove the fatigue he will be under, is already under. There would be little sleep tonight. Certainly not enough to properly set his mind to recieve prayers fro Domi. Hopefull his fellow clerics and spell casters, who would likewise be unable to reconstruct thier spell repetoires were not too free with their more powerful spells. Else the true test, the hard fight would find them wanting and would thus press the rest of them the more.
Ve puts the thoughts out of mind, little to be done with them. Ve inventories the salvage and with one other, seperates the good from the bad. That done, each man hoists a chest, crate, pole set or whatever he may and begins carrying it across. Ve loads his carpet with 800 pounds as well.
Valdor Friday December 1st, 2006 11:41:01 PM
Valdor can't keep a smile off his face when Cori appears. He hugs her tightly, then turns back to the girl and says,"I'm sorry. Lady Solara was a fine woman, even if she was a black dragon. He has held you enthralled long enough. It is time he released you from your bonds, my dear. A silver dragon is a magnificent being and should be able to control their own destiny.
We can help you with this, if you would but guide us to his lair...or at least direct us to his location. I do not want you to suffer the same fate as Solara did. There are many good dragons who would be willing to help you find your place amongst your own kind.
Is he nearby now, and, if not, how long will it take us to reach his location?"
Brother Bertram Saturday December 2nd, 2006 2:32:09 AM
Bertram continues just what he is doing, left feeling unjointed from the planning around them by the others.
Gunther Saturday December 2nd, 2006 9:33:03 AM
The warrior listens to Father Nicholas, never interrupting him, though there is a spark of anger in his eyes when he mentions the potential of raising an elf instead of Borden. With a nod of his head, he says, rather curtly "Yes sir, I understand."
So, he wasn't wrong after all. No one really understood the importance of Borden and the orc nation. Nobody but he and K'nara that was. Well that's just fine. He didn't need the help of outsiders anyway. The orc nation would arise, no matter what these or any other outsiders thought. And if he couldn't bring back Borden, then he would take his place. It was time and I will give all that I am to make sure this dream of Borden's becomes a reality.
Seeing the war engine is about to ramp up again, Gunther heads off into the nearby undergrowth looking for Theari. Once he finds her, he explains to her that their next battle will be against another dragon, and that she will probably not be able to go along. If she chooses to stay out here, she should be carefully of the wolves, because they have one amoung their number that is very strong and very dangerous.
Ingrge / Dahlia Sunday December 3rd, 2006 8:38:20 AM
After finishing with the dragon parts, Ingrge walks through the battle field taking it all in.
So many dead... such a waste... I wish there was a way we could have avoided all this, but...
Shaking his head slowly as he watches the carefully stacked piles of bodies grow ever larger he continues his random train of thoughts.
All this for wealth and power... Are we any different though? Isn't that what we are after too? Is it truly so important... let alone necessary? Are all these lost lives woth any amount of gold?...
His musings and his wandering eventually take him down near the waters edge, where he simply stands and watches the wind playing with the water's surface and the remains of the burning ships.
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The little halfling nods in response to Mordrid's recognition and praise but she shakes her head a little as she looks back at the small sliver of metal sticking in the table's leg.
There was a time, not so long ago, where that would not have happened. Am I slipping, that's two near misses in as many months. Maybe it is time to retire. What if my next mistake gets someone killed? I'm not sure I could handle that.
With a slight shake of her head as if the thought of someone dying cleared her head, a red haze settles over her mind as her gaze shifts to look out the tent's open flaps and out on to the battle field.
What a glorious day. So much power! So much death! It was glorius the way those reds killed so indiscrimanently, friend and foe alike. Seeing those orcs and the two priest fry and listening to their screams was pure music. I almost wish it wasn't over yet. Those reds were soft. Killing them was like leading lambs to slaughter they never knew what hit them. I wonder how many can die when we face the black...
With a bolt Dahlia shoots up right from her position, sways a moment and dashes out of the tent and tears her way to the neares stand of trees where she leans over and starts throwing up, over and over again as if tryung to purge herself of something abhorant. When her sides stop heaving, she lloks around and seeing all the signs of death looks for somewhere, anywhere in the vicinity that is untouched by the destruction and makes her way to a small copse of trees down by the lakeside, where she climbs up into a tree fork and stares out across the water and cries.
What is happening to me...
Mordrid Sunday December 3rd, 2006 10:01:39 PM
Mordrid gets what sleep he can, and rises to go about the tasks at hand. He sets up the table (that was in the tent) on the beach, in the open sun.
He opens the 4 coffers, and begins stacking the coins in 100s. He asks what mages might be at hand to identify the potions in the remaining chest, ordering that those that are not magical be destroyed.
He sends word for the men and women to line up in an orderly fashion to be payed. Once the line forms he begins to pay 100gp to each person that fought in the battle, friend or foe.
Once everyone has been payed, he goes about the task of seeing what money remains, to be divided again and dispersed. He sends word for K'narra, "what do you think is fair for the payment of your troupe?" He assures her that the the Platinums do not require any money, so that is not to be taken into account for.
As the day wears on, he talks with Valdor, "I think the troops should be released from duty. As I had foreseen, they can not withstand the 'dragon fear'. Troops should not be put on the field of battle with dragons. We have gifts that have been given by the gods. It is futile to bring most men on the field against those such as dragons. We should do this on our own."
He thens goes on to once again explain why he set the cavalry mounts free, and why he chooses not to take on a familiar, when it would be murderous to introduce them to this environment.
In his mind he damns Borden for leading the charge into the mouth of the enemy; he recalls Borden's rebuff when he commanded them to dismount.
The ranger also speaks with Nick some time during the day, "imagine the political implications of raising Borden from the dead. It would go far to cement a bond between Elenna and the orcs of Izen. They would be rightfully indebted to or liege."
DM Jan Sunday December 3rd, 2006 10:39:05 PM
Over the next few hours, everyone deals with the aftermath of the battle in their own way, whether it be resorting to practical, physical labours, or quietly getting a grip on a tumult of emotions, or planning the next move.
The flour, water and yeast is put to good use as soon as Ve's men deliver it to the new campsite, where a rough dough is soon wrapped around sticks and cooked over open fires.
On his walks through this new campground Brother Bertram discovers an odd mixture gathered there - shattered young minds hurled into the thick of fighting, world weary adventurers who never even got to raise their weapons, and everything in between. There is talk of dragons, especially the mysterious black who was supposed to be behind this. The city they were all supposed to attack - questions are fired back and forth about that, too. There are minor aches and pains, and the more serious injuries to deal with - lost limbs, gored ribcages, burns, and blunt head traumas.
The remaining elves arrive with the chests, and stand guard.
Gunther discovers Thaeri crouched low beside a partically scorched shrub at the southern end of the battlefield. The bloody ribcage discreetly lying nearby would suggest that the cat has taken adventage of all this food lying around. Waste not, want not. The distant howling of wolves is making the big cat jumpy.
At the shoreline, as Ingrge lets himself be mezmerised by the dying fires on the lake, the 'conversation' with the silver dragon continues. The facially disfigured creature, even in humanoid form, has difficulty with speech, and so dialogue is slow, mostly conducted via draconic telepathy and some physical gestures.
She appears to be concerned about the ability and motive of the group. Is this a half-hearted treasure hunt, or a determined effort to kill the black dragon? If it's the destruction of the beast, and there is a good chance it can be done, then it appears she is prepared to help in any way. And no, it won't take long to reach his lair. She is, however reluctant - a sentiment that seems to stem from not wanting anyone else to be hurt.
Dawn arrives with the following -
- A significant lift in both mood and atmosphere, as the camp lines up in an orderly manner to get paid, and the smell of cooked bread permeates the air. There are no arguments, no complaints. No one is going to argue with a dragon-killer at the money table.
- The fire-skinned genie who, by all accounts, appears to have retrieved the elf Falin's belongings - with the elf still attached! The creature has the unconscious Talon member slung unceremoniously over one shoulder. The efreeti then dumps Falin like a sack of potatoes at K'nara's feet, and it is THEN that the elf begins to regain consciousness.
- Questions - what to do with the men, what to do with the dead, what to do about Lathiese? The black dragon's plot has obviously been foiled. Chances are, after killing his mate, he has sustained injury and is in hiding, licking his wounds. He might well be weak (and that isn't a given), but then so are the Talons and Platinums... What should be done? Hit him now? Or leave him for another day?
((OOC - players, whats the consensus, go after the black dragon now, or leave it for another module? It's likely to be a Talon module, if that's the choice.))
Valdor Sunday December 3rd, 2006 11:16:56 PM
Valdor looks at the young girl with a serious look on her face and says,"My dear, we will kill him. There is no other option. He will continue to terrorize good people and will always haunt the people of Floating City until he either has control or is killed. This will be my last adventure before I retire. You should know of me and that I do not do things for treasure. That is a side benefit and normally we only keep what we need and use the rest to help people who are too poor to feed and house their families.
But, I will let the voices of our groups be heard on this matter before we continue."
(Valdor wants to finish this. He was almost friends with Solara. The Storms lost members to him, and with all the dead, he blames the black dragon. Hoever, he will go with the group on this one.)
Milo Sunday December 3rd, 2006 11:34:25 PM
After returning Olana's embrace, Milo dons his slippers and assists her with gather the bodies of the fallen.
Come morning, Milo has spent a great deal of time considering the prior day's battle. Though surveying the scene once more, he doesn't hesitate to speak out of turn, "The dragon must die, and I must say that the sooner the beast is dead... the better."
Posting Reports for Monday December 4th, 2006 6:06:35 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons the week of Nov 27,2006
Name-----MTWTF DMJan-----XXXX2 Valdor----OXX2FS Mordrid---XXXXO Fr.Nick---XXXXXS Dalhia----OXXOOS VE Mont---OXXOX Carealot--OXOXO
Posting Report for Game # 3 Emeral Talons For the week of Nov 27,2006
Lian Monday December 4th, 2006 7:06:17 AM
"I agree with Milo. The dragon must be dealt with swiftly."
Falin Monday December 4th, 2006 9:20:52 AM
Falin begins to move and you can hear his joints popping as he moves his limbs one at a time. His hair is matted and he has blood and entrails mixed into his clothes and smeared across his skin.
As he begins to roll face down to apparently try to lift himself he takes in a sudden gasp of air and begins to vomit in a pool centering out from below his head. His body wrackes with the heaves. His arms give out part way and he falls into the pubble that he has created.
A quick look of the puddle is quite unerving as you can see pieces of things that wouldn't normaly be there. Like clumps of hair, pieces of leather, and ... is that a ring with the finger still in it?
With the spasm over Falin just pushes himself out of the muck and lays in the ground beside it face up. His breathing has relaxed a bit and he opens his eyes.
"Did we win? What happened last night? I think I fell early on in the begining." he says in a hoarse voice.
Valdor Monday December 4th, 2006 12:05:09 PM
Seeing Falin's demise, Valdor raises an eyebrow and says,"What happened to him? He looks bad."
Corialote and Amarth Monday December 4th, 2006 3:57:39 PM
Cori spends the night partly talking to Valdor but also a large part of it talking to the female silver. Part of this is due to her need to keep her mind active as she finds old feelings trying to come to the front. She tries to assure the young dragon that the have all intentions of dealing with the black...not for treasure but all those that have died and those that might die still.
As morning breaks she finds that she has fallen into fitful sleep, dreaming of things that are best left to rest. Dark things that linger at the edge of shadows and that she could bind to her will. Though rested physically she is not so mentally rested as she would like. When the talks finally return to the black she can only think one thing. "We must finish this...if not for those that have died...then for those that may die if we do nothing."
Ve Mundr Monday December 4th, 2006 4:44:46 PM
Ve remains with the troops the entire evening, banishing the onset of his fatigue with a Lesser Restoration spell in the early morning hours. Despite wanting to go through all of the prisoners and hear them case by case, Ve quickly comes to the mind that practicality will not warrant such an effort. Shortly after he sets to unbinding them and with a blessing to Domi upon thier heads tells all of them, that today they are given their second lives and to not squander them. They, like the rest, will receive promised gold and hopefully have seen as much glory as they could want.
The journey home would be set upon short enough, for those that would have it. For those of good hearts and more strong desires to explore, there was nothing stopping them from gearing up and heading into the wilderness to make further thier names to themselves and others.
Moving to the others in the morning, he would leave Falin to those much closer than he. He will tell Brother Bertram that he will do anything he can for the man and then the Protector moves to Valdor and gives him a breif on the men. They are anxious to go, many feel slighted, not by us but in the general trickery of what occurred. It is a rude awakening to realize your life was so easily forfeited by your own lust for excitement. Mostly though, it seems home is calling to them. Ve though, first and foremost believes the black dragon must be pernamently dealt with. "We can not leavce that task upon the shoulders of the future. A small smile and glint his his eyes, The last charge of Valdor and his knights." He seems almost ready to say something else to the most legendary of them all, but seconds it instead.
K'Nara Monday December 4th, 2006 7:48:29 PM
K'Nara looks horrible--and smells worse. In her efforts to see to what was left of the elven contingent and preserve Borden's remains AND make sure that the ignorant people within the allied force didn't harm the live orcs, she never got the chance to wash off the blood of the dragon that had been chewing on her.
Now, the gore-bespattered blade singer made sure that her voice carried, and that everyone (or as many as possible, anyhow,) could see her.
"What it comes down to, is this:
"There's a black dragon out there that won't stop until it gets its claws into the Floating City. Everyone who got killed here...everyone who got hurt here...everyone here with me now fought to keep that from happening. It isn't a fight we can simply abandon...the Big Float--and even, too, the Wold itself--needs us."
In answer to Mordrid's question, K'Nara flashes a tight smile and says: "Mordrid, the citizens of the Culverwood would like to be paid in freedom and peace, but I don't think Parnoth would allow that coin in the kingdom while he's ruling it."
After thanking the efreet, K'Nara keeps her promise to him and returns the fire-based being to its bottle. Then she looks at Falin with sad, pained eyes.
"My friend," she tells him gravely, "You turned into a werewolf during the battle. I believe you must have contracted the disease during our stay in Harrowed Moon--but I'm at a loss as to how to help cure you."
Brother Bertram Monday December 4th, 2006 8:01:53 PM
After doing what he can for the men in the camp, He goes looking for his companions, and finds Gunther. Seeing his friends pain, he pulls him aside and confers over what has occured.
(OOC Bertram has missed alot of the details because of his time spent in the camp with the armies)
Mordrid Monday December 4th, 2006 9:03:02 PM
Mordrid understands what K'narra is saying, however he softly presses (before she attends to Falin), "Do you want to check with any members of your party before I pay out the remainder of the money?" He expects her wrath when she replies, however the ranger has never been afraid of a practical question.
"Perhaps some gold might make Parnoth's demise all the quicker? -pause- Nevermind. My apologies."
The ranger realizes that her mind is not on such things at the moment. He turns before she has the chance to lash. He will take the remainder of the gold and put in under his care. If she decides later that her group does not need the money for upgrades, they will donate it to charity, or the church, or one of those organizations that deal with the mismanagement on money.
Dahlia / Ingrge Monday December 4th, 2006 9:33:31 PM
As Dahlia rests in the tree her eyes drooping and nodding off, The red mist stirs and unbeknownst to her, a response is formed in her head and are sent back to Valdor's query.
"Kill it, Kill them all!"
The little halfling murmurs in her sleep and puling her cloak more tightly around her continues to doze.
****
Watching the fires die for a moment longer, Ingrge turns and takes in the form of the scarred silver, shakes his head and looks back over the battle field where two very large piles of bodies and wood are nearly finished being stacked. He stands, shoulders slumped and wearily watches as the last bodies are reverently laid on the piles and then slowly walks over to the first one.
Gunther Monday December 4th, 2006 11:17:11 PM
When asked his opinion about the black, Gunther heartily agrees with pressing the attack. He may have had the red taken away from him, but he's not going to let this other dragon get away that easily.
When approached by Brother Bertram, Gunther sends his shadowing orcs off to clean themselves. Dropping the tough guy act, the warrior explains to his blood brother about Borden's death when he charged the dragon, K'nara's offer of the staff and Father Nicholas' insistance that everone agree on the resurrection. Heaving a deep sigh, Gunther rubs his temple. Though his ring of sustenance minimizes his need for physical rest, Gunther suddenly feels very weary. Leaning heavily upon the dwarf, Gunther seeks out K'nara, hoping her nearness will refocus him.
Olana Tuesday December 5th, 2006 12:55:30 AM
"I'm in agreement with Milo and the rest of you," states the elf. "If we don't try and get rid of it now, there might be another waste of life like this - and then another, and another."
The arrival of Falin and his current condition has her somewhat perplexed. Peering down at what used to be her fellow elf's stomach contents, she whispers to Milo. "He doesn't know. He really doesn't know?"
Nick Tuesday December 5th, 2006 1:10:34 AM
Nick oversees the building of the pyres, and attempts to ensure that the remains are treated with respect and not just hurled into a pile on a bonfire.
When everything is ready, he nods at Ingrge, then approaches Valdor.
"The pyres are ready to be lit. With wolves being in the area, and goodness knows what else, I suggest we do this sooner rather than later."
And in a low voice - "Valdor, the subject of resurrection has come up. The orc Borden has been mentioned as a possible candidate."
DM Jan Tuesday December 5th, 2006 1:40:14 AM
Talk changes rapidly in the main camp when Ve tells the men of their situation. Some of the barbarians want to explore the nearby mountains. Others want to sail out onto the lake, and yet others have heard of the Floating City and want to visit it. The so called Iron Fist is no more. Already it is fragmented, the momentum gone, amd with food in their bellies, and money in their pockets, everyone is wishing to be elsewhere.
Brother Nyle appears to have found a few of his flock, and he can be seen talking quietly as they sit, taking in every word.
The disgruntled genie swirls quickly into his bottle, leaving the Talon/Platinum group behind to discuss their next moves. The silver dragon-child appears to have accepted everyone's reasons and seems a little more at ease. On describing the dragon Lathiese's lair, she mentions a large dark hole, underground, limestone, and deep pools.
And so, as the sun starts to rise, warming the ground, plans have to be made. The funeral pyres are ready - and there's a dragon to kill.
Falin d20+2=20 Tuesday December 5th, 2006 3:08:33 AM
Not coherent at first of what is going on around him he only picks up pieces of dragons and iron fist and such. He moves his arm over his eyes for a minute and begins to get himself up again.
"Quite the battle last night I guess." As he surveys the battlefield. "I will carry the burden of those we lost until the day I pass on."
"What happened to the elven archers we brought with us?"
Olana's comment strikes Falin as odd, What do I not remember? What is she talking about
Then K'Nara's comments cuases him confusion and anger, "What?!?!? What are you talking about? I was attacked last night. Yes, I must have been attacked and left for dead until you found me on the field this morning. I feel fine! I would know if there was something wrong with me. I don't believe it... I don't believe it..."
Falin begins to back away from the group with a wild look in his eye. "No I won't believe it. I feel fine." He trips over something as he backs up and goes down hard. Hands across his face he begins to cry. (OOC: Wis check 20 against DC 15 to remember what happened).
As he begins to sob the memory of what happened washes over him. "I let the elves down. I let everyone down. I wasn't in control last night and I failed."
He lowers his hands and looks at the group. "I left them all to die..."
He gets up and begins to walk over to the pyre and begins to weep. "I am sorry I wasn't strong last night and I failed you. I left you when you needed me most." He backs away when they are lit, but he stays kneeled nearby for some time.
Lian Tuesday December 5th, 2006 7:25:40 AM
The monk slowly approaches Falin. "Remain strong friend Falin! Have Courage! Don't let a little affliction get the better of you. You had no control, but now that you have knowledge of the disease, you may learn to better control it until we can rid you of it."
Valdor Tuesday December 5th, 2006 12:01:02 PM
Seeing Falin's state, Valdor walks over to him and grabs his arms where he has to face the big warrior. He locks him in an iron grip and says quietly but with a firmness Falin won't likely forget anytime soon,"Listen to me man! You would not have saved many of them anyway. We knew this would happen when we started this venture. No, it doesn't make it any easier, but you have many of them still counting on you. Noone looks down upon you for your illness. I have something similar inside me somewhere, waiting to come forth at the worst possible time.
Feeling sorry for yourself won't fix anything. Be strong and remember who you REALLY are. This is who you are. Your friends need you now, more than ever before. You are a member of an elite group of adventurers and it didn't happen by chance! We need you focused for the next battle, so come to grips with it, realize you have a family that cares for and about you, and decide that some things are beyond your control. Now, get past it, get focused, and get mad at the black dragon who was behind all of this so we can kill it! Can you do that?"
Valdor stares into his eyes, those deep blue eyes boring into his very soul. The huge warrior is on a mission and knows that when he retires, he wants this group prepared for what they will have to face. There is no give in him and he will not release Falin until he responds.
K'Nara Tuesday December 5th, 2006 2:36:48 PM
K'Nara joins Valdor and Falin, her face grim yet compassionate, too.
"Falin...nobody saw that coming. Lycanthropy is a disease--while I, myself, have no idea how to help you, we are in the company of several clerics who may have the cure for that." She looks to Valdor.
"I want Borden resurrected. He proved to be a capable leader with very noble instincts. We have the means to do it and, since Father Nicholas is worried about the debt that may be incurred by everyone here if we do it, I will take on the soul-debt for Borden myself."
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 5th, 2006 6:40:46 PM
Bertram ponders what Friend Gunther has told him then comes to a decision. He walks over to the others as they are making preparations. A tired Father Nick is speaking with the other Dragons trying to think of everything at once. Bertram asks, "Father before you use that rod and it loses its last bit of power, May I take a look at it? It may be the last time I get to see one. If Nick agrees Bertram will wander into the best light examining it beside the pyres looking at the runes traced into it.
Olana Tuesday December 5th, 2006 7:52:11 PM
Olana stares bug-eyed as Valdor gives Falin a good talking to. 'It was the dragons' fault, that our brothers and sisters died,' she adds. Then - 'Father Nicolas, are you able to cure him?'
Nick Tuesday December 5th, 2006 7:57:40 PM
Nick looks on with a worried frown as Falin's affliction becomes apparent. He hands Brother Bertram the staff that K'Nara gave him, and says to Olana - "Do we know when it happened? It's important."
And (in his earpiece) if Ve isn't in the immediate area - "Ve, know anything about lycanthropy? We appear to have a subject, here."
While they decide on the best course of action, he also adds, "Has anyone seen Dahlia?"
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday December 5th, 2006 8:44:34 PM
Cori wanders off to the beach, giving a flick of her wrist to tell Amarth that she is not be disturbed by him. She stands on the beach and clenches her fists as she looks out over the water. "What happened back in that cave...what was that thing in the pit?" She can still feel the pulse of the beast but also of power. Yes it is on the outskirts of her mind and body, but it thrums through her none the less. Closing her eyes she feels a sudden impulse to go to the dead, to raise them as her own unliving army. "I could sacrifice them all for the one shot I need at this dragon...I could kill him or bend him to my will." A smile paces across her face as her eyes flash. "We could just as easily become partners and rule the Wold...though I would have to watch him closely."
Her thoughts turn to the silver that even now stands in their camp. She would make an excellent scout and ally. Molded into a fierce fighter...she was already a survivor...I could turn her into a killing machine. The thrum of power increases ever so slightly, just enough to heighten her own thougts.
Ve Mundr Tuesday December 5th, 2006 9:13:50 PM
Ve had been about and mostly getting a gauge for the 450+ souls for the most part in his possession as he saw it. They had turned upon his arrival, his and Brother Bertram's and that wheel was upon the axle of Domi. Some were looking to leave and explore, some to get to the legendary Floating city and that was fine, they would step away from his protection. But the majority would likely be looking to him directly, Domi indirectly to ferry them safely home. Father Nick's voice and sentence causes him to spin about. "On my way"
Ve is there quickly, but as he moves towards the others he speaks to Father Nicholas through the earpiece still, "I know some, but mostly here say. Some call it a disease, others use Curse. No matter I am sure you or I will have the capacity to cure it." A finality in his tone strikes a bit hard to Father Nick. Ve arrives his face set and nearly unreadable. With Valdor still locked up with Falin, Ve narrows the options, it was Falin.
Dahlia / Ingrge Tuesday December 5th, 2006 9:48:37 PM
Fitfully sleeping the dark halfling twitches and mumbles as she sleeps curled in the crook of the trees large branches. Furrows fill her brow momentarily as a dream thought or event seems to have her worried or concerned only to be soon wiped smooth by more pleasant softer thoughts. Body at rest, her mind roils and churns deep in her subconcious and something digs in finding some dark corners of insecurity and selfishness to make a home in.
*****
Ingrge nods to Nicholas as the Funeral pyres are completed and steps forward and begins to cast. At first nothing appears to happen and even the mage seems to pause and turn toward the second pyre. Seeming to cast a second spell, again nothing happens and the mage turns his back and begins to walk back to the tent. Then simultaneously the pyres burst into flames fire licking from the outer circumference of the piles to the tip top and everywhere in between. Finished with the casting
Gunther Tuesday December 5th, 2006 10:35:48 PM
The warrior stands, bug eyed at K'nara's insistance. He pulls her aside gently. "No, I vill not let you do dat. If anyvon must pay a "soul debt" den it should be me. I am orc. He is my people. But dere is von ting dat Fader Nicholas is right about. It can vait. Dis is not de fight for Borden. Ve kill de dragon first and den ve see about bringing back Borden. De last ting ve need is de Fader to be less den rested, because ve vill need him to heal us in de battle." Gunther looks up into K'nara's eyes, his gaze radiating the over powering love he feels for her at this moment. Taking note of her disheveled appeareance, Gunther frowns. "Vat happened to you? Do you need healing...or just cleaning." Gunther grins goofily. "Because you know I'd be more den villing to help you take off your armor."
When talk turns toward Falin, Gunther falls silent, suddenly sober. He'd heard of werewolves, and in his experience, it was a death sentence. Still, it seemed hopefull the way the others were talking to him.
Falin (illegal second post) Tuesday December 5th, 2006 10:54:05 PM
After Valdors comments Falin's countenance changes to one of hope and determination.
"Valdor, thank you, I don't know what I was thinking. This is all just so much to bear, but with my friends I know I can get through this."
He looks around at the others gathered around him and tries to push a smile through, "Sorry I lost it there for a second. I have to be better about maintaining control if I am going to handle this. What is our next course of action?"
Aeralia (AC 12, HP 32/40) Tuesday December 5th, 2006 11:15:24 PM
Once her servants have completed their work, Aeralia does her best to remain out of the discussions as the Talons and Dragons congregate on what their next plans would be. The talk on raising Borden from the dead had the young sorceress a bit suprised, though she didn't have much input on the matter. Raising the dead, to her, was a fairy tale, something she used in her stories occasionally, having a lost love come back to life, but she'd never actually seen it done, nor heard people discuss it so plainly.
The talk of Falin and his lycanthropy turns her amazement to worry. Lycanthropy too, was something she'd never encountered before, but was something she'd used in her performances and illusions and well. And all she knew was that usually things always ended up messy and bloody, for all involved. She doesn't mean to be rude, but the young girl seems to keep her distance from Falin, instinctively moving back whenever he comes to close.
"Well, this has turned out to be quite the mess," Aeralia says to one side, apparantly, at first, to no one. "Thanks for volunteering me," she adds, with a bit of distaste towards Terrin, who seemingly appears out of nowhere, striding up beside the young sorceress.
"Quite the mess indeed," the dark warrior responds immediately, glancing the field over in a single twist of the head. "We're still with you, should you choose to go after the dragon!" Terrin continues, raising his voice towards the group of gathered Talons and Dragons. Aeralia, dispite a visual protest in facial expression, nods her head in defeat, and waves an okay in agreement to any whom pay the two any attention.
"With you it seems like one problem after another," Aeralia grumbles to her companion, silently wondering if they'd time to rest and regroup, or if they'd need to leave immediately.
Terrin immediately responds to Aeralia's silent thoughts, hollering again towards Valdor and K'naras' council. "Are we to depart immediately, or are we taking time to rest, now that everything here is taken care of?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Highlight to display spoiler: {Silent,Still Major Image to conjure and interact with Terrin} Spells Remaining: (6/6),(0/8),(0/8),(1/8),(7/7),(1/4)
Nick (second post) Tuesday December 5th, 2006 11:20:01 PM
Nick attempts to give Falin a reassuring smile. He's glad the elf is prepared to shoulder the burden. They were about to enter a nasty encounter and would need every man (and woman), and it occurs to Nick that perhaps this affliction of Falins might well have strengthened him in some way, perhaps...
A boon, yes? Ach, but he shouldn't be thinking this way. There was also the possibility, that if things got out of control....
His eyes meet those of Ve Mundr as the Protector rejoins them. Yes, they probably had the means to cure him. They also had the means to kill him as well, if it was necessary.
"So, what's the plan?" he asks to everyone gathered, clearing his throat. And where was Dahlia?
Valdor Tuesday December 5th, 2006 11:58:09 PM
Valdor's hard stare turns into a smile as Falin come to himself. He then shrugs and says,"No problem. That's what happens when you have deadly battles constantly. It's not easy doing what we all do. That's why we don't do it alone, my friend. He pats him gently on the shoulder, then turns to K'Nara and says,"What happens when one of our combined group gets killed fighting the black? Or after that, when a lich kills one of your party? Or when a group of drow ambushes you and Lian or Aerelia, or Gunther gets killed? Or K'Nara, what if it's you, the one the Talons count on the most? While I respected Borden for his attempt and his obvious leadership skills, he has died. While your lover may think he's an orc, he's not. I am more concerned with everyone here than about any orc. We knew him for what, two or three days? All we know is that he had a vision and wasn't as evil as most orcs are.
Like it or not, if he couldn't survive that weak dragon breath, he'd be dead in the first major battle he fought anyway. Besides, he charged right in without listening to Mordrid's advice, thinking he was above such advice. In that single moment, he showed he had little more sense than any other orc who claims to be a leader. I think it is folly to waste a powerful magic that we possibly will need soon enough just because he impressed us somewhat.
If Nick is to go before Gargul and possibly have to deal with Ga'al, then it needs to be for one of us. I know Gunther will be angry, even outraged, but his thinking is severly clouded on this issue, and he has you thinking wrongly as well, although you do it out of love for him, and I understand that. Sometimes we have to make decisions we don't want to make and there's no easy answer or path to take. That's why one day we are heroes and one day we are villains to the same people we just saved. After the completion of this quest, you will be Dragons, if you so choose, and every decision you make will have Wold shaking consequences.
I have had to make decisions that no man should have to make and been put into no win situations more times than I want to remember, but such is the price for fame and responsibility. You have a responsibility to your group, your land, the rest of the Wold, and yourself to make the right decisions when thrust upon you. When I called upon the good people of the Wold to fight against Marteaus, how many orcs responded to fight on our side? None. Not even Borden. So, take your personal feelings for Gunther out of this, and make your choice. He should do the same, although for him, it will be nigh impossible.
I am against it, unless Ve Mundre agrees and does it. I will not allow Father Nick, in his state, with what he will have to face on a personal level, to perform the ceremony."
He turns back to Nick and says,"The plan is simple, the young girl will show us the way. We will buff up on spells, and go in after him. The thieves will lead the way to find and disarm traps, the mages and clerics will form up in the rear and be spread out, and us fighters will go after it with all the steel we can. I think water breathing, swimming, Bulls Strength, Bear's Endurance, True Seeing, Freedom of Movement, Haste, and Acid Resistance will all be needed. Any other ideas?"
DM Jan Wednesday December 6th, 2006 2:08:16 AM
Of the remaining elves, while the majority surround Falin and try to give him their own quiet reassurances and support, two of them are wondering how to approach Mordrid about the remaining cash. Their dependance on the Talons for support weighs heavy on all of them. Frightened, and without homes, they had gathered around the Saryd Tower on the outskirts of Culverwood, and they knew all too well what a burden that must be to the Talons. With the extra cash, they could barter with passing merchants.... food, clothing, weapons... a little independence...
The silver dragon child looks on, her face impassive as the group discuss plans, waiting for questions perhaps, or merely waiting to move. Her only distraction - Aeralia's illusionary companion, toward whom she stares...
At the shoreline, blackened, charred, bare bones of ships are sticking out of the water, the fire long gone, the surrounding air beginning to clear. As Cori lets the dark half of her mind run free for a moment, exploring the possibilities of power, another facet of that thought seems to appear within the flickering tendrils. Hard to picture, hard to grasp, but an expectation hangs in the air. A possibility for sure, but not of her making.
And as little Dahlia sleeps, also gripped by the thing that had poisoned all the Platinum's minds to a greater or lesser extent, its gift of prophecy - a blessing, a curse - begins to stir in her mind, and in her dream she sees the gypsies at the table. They are beginning to lay out cards....
Over by the pyres, the warmth radiates against Bertram's skin. The smell is not as bad as he thought it might be, and it is of secondary note. More to his concern is the feeling of heat coming from the palm of one hand. The one containing his Gargul sigil. It is not unpleasant. Perhaps it is a sign. There were a lot of the dead laid about here after all, and to a Gargulian priest, a pile of burning corpses was a sign of passage, not sorrow.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 6th, 2006 4:11:26 AM
Bertram looked around, unnoticed for the moment, lost in the confusion of orders, planning, preparation for the coming battle. He glances over where most of the Talons seem to be gathered and smiles with fond affection. There are tears in his eyes as he bows his head. The tingling in his palm leads the way as he begins to pray, not to Domi this time, but to the God needed for this request, Gargul. As he calls upon the power of the staff it begins to glow, the runes giving off a blue glow. But this is secondary to the light given off by Bertram's tattooed palm. The light begins as a dull glow, growing in its whiteness, and its purity. Growing brighter and brighter until it is unbearable to look directly at. At the moment of its highest energy, Bertram drops to his knees, and lays the hand on the chest of the body that he had casually walked over to; The body of the dead orc, Borden. As his hand touches Borden, Bertram stiffens and slumps over the dead warrior, the staff all that is keeping him from falling down over the body of the orc.
Mordrid Wednesday December 6th, 2006 9:38:29 AM
Mordrid approaches the group as Valdor weighs in on things. At the back of the gathering, he listens, and remains silent. His eyes dart back and forth between faces, searching for clues of inner thought and emotion. 'Why had his leader chosen this time and place to fight this particular battle? Borden's fate would be a point of descention between the groups, as well as a point of distraction.'
The glow caused by the distant pyres catches Mordrid's eyes.
[Is Terrin Aeralia's imaginary friend? Or is he an illusionary friend that she conjures sometimes, or is he real? I don't honostely know how to handle it. Can we hear him speak?]
Lian Wednesday December 6th, 2006 11:48:40 AM
(Um, I'm not sure we are all supposed to know that Aeralia has an illusionary friend, so I'll ignore that. :))
Lian can't believe how much of a hardnose Valdor's being, but he understands. Falin needs to hear it from an experienced leader and from someone who has been there. Leaving well enough alone, Lian nods at Falin and moves to join Bertram.
"Borden was a good leader but he may not want to return. What are their custums? Do they except resurrection or raising?" He looks at Bert and then at Gunther. "I know nothing of orcs other than they are often cruel, and before Borden, I believed to chaotic to be led."
(OOC: Aeralia) Wednesday December 6th, 2006 3:11:29 PM
(OOC Reference: Terrin would appear real, and hearable, until a DM dicates a save for sufficient interaction to warrant a saving throw. Otherwise hes "real", until observed by someone with True Seeing, or an active Detect Magic. Then he'd register as the Silent, Still version of Major Image [summoned by thought alone, since the spell has no components at all, and no visual effect beyond Terrin])
Ve Mundr Wednesday December 6th, 2006 4:51:22 PM
Ve watches Brother Bertram take the staff from Father Nicholas and make his way off. The Protector of Domi does nothing to stop him, he knew precisely what the man planned to do as soon as he took the staff. Just after the staff is activated Ve quietly states, "That decision is already done. Valdor if this distracts the Talons, as it almost certainly will and combined with Falin's condition, I do not think it entirely prudent for them to assault the Black Dragon." Ve lets it go at that and moves back a few paces.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday December 6th, 2006 7:14:42 PM
Cori growls as she turns from the sea and moves back towards the group as a whole. "No...this is not my will and I will not let it control me." Somewhere, maybe in her own head, she hears cruel laughter...but laughter that knows that it might have just won a small battle.
Having missed all that has been going on she is not sure what is or has happened while she was away. She glances to Valdor and for a minute wishes that she could just fall into the safety of his arms...but he is needed for other things...as is she. "What spells would you wish me to learn today...besides those that cause harm." She has a pretty good idea of what is needed but is open to suggestions.
Amarth wings his way over to land once again upon her shoulder. He is rather worried but there is little he can do to help his Mistress. Still he leans in close to her ear. "Mistress...I am here when you need me." That simple statement puts a smile upon her face, if for the briefest of minutes.
Gunther Wednesday December 6th, 2006 7:43:35 PM
Gunther looks over at Valdor with plain contempt. "Who are you to say who or vat I am? Vat do you know about me? Nuting. You know nuting. And last time I checked, Miss K'nara is in charge of de Talons. If you were half as vise as you tink you are, you vould step back and let us make our own decisions. Good or bad, dey are ours to make. Maybe, just maybe Miss K'nara knows someting dat you don't. She's a very smart voman." Gunther takes a deep breath, knowing that talking to a bigot such as this Valdor was about as useful as shouting at a brick wall. "If pretending dat you know everyting and den bossing everyvon around is vat being a Dragon about, den I vill happily decline. But I still care vat goes on in de Vorld. I vill see dat de orc nation rises and dat de orcs rise out of de filth dat dey are mired in. Borden or no Borden, I vill see dat de have de chance at a true life." Gunther looks over at Ve. "You are making decisions that you do not have de right to do. It is K'nara's place to decide vether ve should go vith you to take down de dragon. And it seems to me dat de only people who are "distracted" are in your group." Gunther leaves it at that, knowing that his words will fall on deaf ears.
Olana Wednesday December 6th, 2006 8:22:50 PM
Olana's blue eyes narrow and flit about between the parties doing all the talking. She's having a hard time trying to figure out what the advantages are to raisng Borden. Orcs were dangerous. They certainly weren't on the same page as elves, that was for sure. She knows her attitude is somewhat prejudicial on her part, but hey - everyone else seemed to be flaunting theirs. Then Gunther's final words make her eyes narrow all the more. "And what about the rest of us? Huh?" she demands of her orc-raised fellow Talon. "What if we -"
She halts, distracted by movement over at the pyres. "Er - Lian? What's Bertram doing??"
Milo Wednesday December 6th, 2006 8:33:47 PM
Unsure of what Bertram is doing, but trusting in the cleric's judgement, Milo moves quickly to his side in order to make sure that he is okay. The halfling rogue does his best to help Bertram support his own weight.
Gunther Wednesday December 6th, 2006 9:03:26 PM
The warrior looks over at Olana, confused. "What are you..." At her proclaimation, he turns his attention to where Brother Bertram is bent over. "Broder..." Gunther rushes over to Bertram's side. His eyes flicker back and forth between Bertram, the staff and Borden. "Vat de..."
Ingrge / Dahlia Wednesday December 6th, 2006 10:36:45 PM
Walking back to the tent Ingrge passes Bertram on his way out, staff in hand, and watches him pass by the pyres and into the darkness. Turning a moment he watches him and then shrugging he begins to turn back to the tent when the light show goes off.
picking up his pace he almost knocks olana down as he enters.
" umm Guys, I think Bertram....... Ah I see you already know."
Listening to the last few comments Ingrge shakes his head.
"Well, What is done, is done and whether right or wrong, it is in the hands of Gargul now. And while all of you have some interesting points and perhaps valid concerns, the deed is done and as a Talon I stand beside my companion. Valdor, Ve and the rest of you may have your opinions and we do respect those, but more often than not you know you must go with what feels right. You yourselves have told us and others that very thing. Borden has a bigger part to play here I saw it, the Gypsys saw it, and Your Dahlia saw it.
What matters right now is that we are in all likelihood about to be visited by Gargul and we might want to prepare for that in whatever way we can."
***
Dahlia slumbers on.
Nick Wednesday December 6th, 2006 10:53:02 PM
Nick lets the talk of resurrection roll over him. It was probably safe to say that his own - back in Aisildur - had gone badly. It was probably an unusual circumstance, however, so maybe this one, and any others in the future would be more straight forward and down the middle. That being the case, he puts aside his fears and attempts to think of this on a more practical level. The Platinums and Talons were at odds here, obviously, and it was something that would need to be discussed after the heat of battle had dispersed. He raises his hand. "Gentlemen, ladies, let's not lose our tempers. We'll talk this through when - "
He stops, looking incomprehensibly toward Ve, and then Ingrge. The shock registers on his face. And he'd given Bertram the staff!!
Falin Wednesday December 6th, 2006 10:59:17 PM
Falin stands and sees their are other things to worry about other than his afliction. He had been selfish to think only he mattered. It is not a mistake he will make again.
He follows everyone elses gaze to the pyres and to the events unfolding over there. A resurection attempt... He had only heard about them and never seen. Falin only knew there was usually a terrible price to be paid to the god of death for bringing one of his flock back to the land of the living.
Ve Mundr Thursday December 7th, 2006 1:08:51 AM
Ve stands stoically to Gunthers comments, it mattered less then anything he could think of what the opinion that this man held for him or nearly anything else. He was obessesed and therefore could not forsee the consequences to his actions. They would play out about him and he would have to deal with them. Ve looks back to Valdor, "They are distracted and we should go and end this. When Laithese is slain, Father Nicholas and I can see to Falin, he deserves as much as we can do."
Ve then looks to his old friend, "Nicholas, your heart would not let you see what he was set to do. Do not blame yourself for this. We can only hope Gunther's obession with Borden has not condemmed them all."
Valdor Thursday December 7th, 2006 1:37:14 AM
Valdor only raises an eyebrow as Gunther rants. He shrugs his shoulders and says simply,"If he is raised, it is your concern...until he does something to cause New Elenna a problem. Then, I will kill him. Simple enough for you...human?"
His face registers calm, but his hand is itching for his sword. Never has he seen someone so obsessed. He almost laughs in Gunther's face, but knows it will only heighten the situation, so he leaves it at that.
When Gunther walks off, he looks at Mordrid and rolls his eyes. What wisdom does he have? Only that of thousands of battles, dealings with Emperors and kings, killing more than a dozen dragons, liches, hundreds of drow, dealing with Parnoth and other ruthless leaders, visiting several different planes, leading the battle against the Usurper and dealing with the consequences of all of those actions and the thousands upon thousands of lives he had affected with such decisions...but Gunther wouldn't understand any of that until he had walked that road.
Valdor stops in his tracks and actually chuckles. He hadn't been so different about his view of things, he supposes. Once upon a time, he had ideals of his own and not the weight of a country on his shoulders. But he had never considered raising an orc from the dead.
DM Jan Thursday December 7th, 2006 1:49:44 AM
((OOC - we're going to have to march through this pretty sharpish, folks, cos we have tons of stuff waiting in the wings.))
As Brother Bertram makes his invocation, Dahlia sleeps on. In her dream she is back at the gypsy table, and now, a single card lies on the table top. It comes into focus, and the halfling recognizes the figure painted on its surface. It is the orc leader, Borden. Like the card from the original prophecy, he is sat once again on horseback, but this time there are subtle differences. The orc's shoulders seem wider, his tusks are slightly longer, and there are a few grey streaks amongst the thin strands of hair on his scalp. He's older. His face looks composed, noble, determined, formidable. His torso, shoulders and arms are covered in metal that looks strikingly familiar. In fact it looks almost identical to - but no, wait - that's a letter 'B' on the chestplate, not the 'V' she expected to see.
The sudden change in environment shocks Dahlia awake.
Reality shifts abruptly, and everyone finds themselves having to adapt quickly to new surroundings.
For here, the ground is hard, and there is no sunlight, only a deep red glow. The battlefield is gone. The funeral pyres have gone. Milo and Lian can see Bertram clutching a charred finger in his hand. If they turn and look directly behind them, they'll take note that every single Talon and Platinum are stood there also.
In front of everyone are a set of wide steps leading upward to some kind of platform, while all around, rivers of red roar past toward a massive lake of blood.
The spellcasters particularly will note the lack of effect on them, as if they are shielded somehow - protected from this massive nexus of power. For here is the end of life as they know it. The end of the final journey. In the distance can be seen the shadowy hills of the lands of rest.
A man is standing on the platform, his back turned, his eyes looking out onto the lake. There is a creature there, too - small, hard to describe, and this creature comes skipping down the steps, where it then smiles at everyone, and beckons.
K'Nara Thursday December 7th, 2006 2:23:54 AM
K'Nara's hazel eyes glare at Valdor in the purest anger at the insult he just hurled at her and Gunther--then she blinks, noting the change of locale.
She immediately recognizes the imp that is the minion of Gargul and hastens to follow.
K'Nara longs to blurt out to the god of death for him to please, please place whatever debt he would levy on K'Nara and K'Nara alone, for she didn't want to burden any of the others any further than they already were.
However, K'Nara was mortal, and knew that she would have to wait until Gargul spoke his piece before pleading her own case.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 7th, 2006 4:33:15 AM
As Bertram becomes aware of his surroundings, he swallows hard, recognizing Gargul and Gimp from the last time he was here. He was even more shocked to see all of the Talons and Dragons about him. He had not intended for others to pay the price...Bowing his head respectfully towards Gargul, Bertram says in a quiet voice, "Lord Gargul you know why I have come, and I am again prepared to pay the price you ask. I only ask you hear me out and let me plead my case. I had not intended all of my companions to be brought into this, so please, dont deal harshly with them." Bertram grows quiet and waits to see what will be required.
Falin Thursday December 7th, 2006 5:39:11 AM
Falin feels a bit weezy for a moment and almost falls when he finds himself in a new terrain. Falin stands in amazement as he listens to Bertram speak.
Well, now I know where I am.Falin thinks to himself. And my problems dont seem so big anymore
Falin wait to see events unfold.
Gunther Thursday December 7th, 2006 8:19:56 AM
The anger and frustration that he felt just seconds ago is instantly ripped away as the environment changes. Though he's not entirely sure where he is, he has a pretty good idea. "Errrr...." he mutters as he steps closer to K'nara.
He listens to Brother Bertram, a growing knot in his stomach. Then knowing that he cannot let his blood brother walk alone in this, Gunther moves over to Brother Bertram's side. "Sir, I uhhhh...." Words...why were the words not coming out. For that matter...why am I shaking? Maybe because I stand in front of a being who controls life and death...a being that can suck my soul right out of my body and keep it here forever. Gunther shudders. Memories of the stories of Gargul's role in the formation of the orcs flutter through his brain, as well as terrifying stories of Gargul coming to take little orcs in the middle of the night. Gulping loudly, Gunther clears his throat, but his voice is definitely shaky In his fright, Gunther returns to his native orcish. "Mr. Gargul, sir, I uhhh... I come here to beg you to return the orc Borden. He died in an accident that was all my fault. I should have protected him and I failed him. But more than that, sir, Borden is the hope of our people. He is the one hope for our people to become a civilized nation. Sir, I don't really know what I could offer you if you would give him back to us..." Gunther takes in a deep breath and looks over at K'nara, tears forming in his eyes. "I would take Borden's place if you want it..." Gunther, you idiot! If he wants your soul he'll just take it right now. Do you realize how stupid you sound right now? Shut up and listen you dumb orc. Falling to his knees, Gunther whispers. "I'm sorry, Mr. Gargul, sir. I humbly accept whatever you might decide in this matter."
Lian Thursday December 7th, 2006 11:52:14 AM
Lian blinks at the suddenness of movement then recognizes the place. "Super. More fun to be had. Land of the Dead again."
Mordrid Thursday December 7th, 2006 11:53:13 AM
Ripped from one moment to the next, the ranger goes statue like upon realizing what had been done and where they were now.
Mordrid remains absolutely silent. He has made his mind about a great many things in the last few seconds, but his mind was his own, and his silence was his only defense. Now was not the time, and the solution was simple enough.
He steps behind and to the left of Valdor, and watches, Nick in particular. He hopes the cleric knows what would be done to protect him.
Valdor Thursday December 7th, 2006 11:59:59 AM
When the scenery changes, Valdor looks around, taking a minute to realize that they got caught up in this mess. Seeing Gargul, Valdor moves over beside Nick, knowing that he wouldn't be of any use if the god wanted something from him, but he figures he can give his support anyway. He drops to one knee and bows his head and says nothing.
Ve Mundr Thursday December 7th, 2006 12:18:20 PM
Ve knows too, where he now stands and he is not surprised in the least. This was the possible next Dragon group, undisciplined, ruled by whim and emotion and now those rash desicions and fratured feeling of failure and obsession had dragged all of them before the god of death. The Road to hell is paved with good intentions All of them would now pay for Bordens life. One which Valdor had correctly assessed. One who had ignored more experienced cautionand charged a foe beyond his skills, far beyond his skills with his men. They had all died because of his arrogance and stupidity. How many more would die if he was returned?
Ve moves forward with sure strides at the invitaion of the imp. He had never seen the creature before, but the herald hardly mattered, it was the Master with which they would be in treastie with. Ve touches Father Nicholas on the shoulder as he passes by and takes the foremost position of any other of the Platinum Dragons. Ve does not go so forward to be upon the steps.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday December 7th, 2006 3:21:10 PM
Cori all of the sudden feels like throwing up something fierce. As her world is turned upside down and she finds herself in a totally new place. "This is interesting." She is not even aware that she has spoken out loud as she has never been before the Keeper of the Dead before. As she studies the landscape and watches the others she thinks over what she can do to help out the group. She knows that there is some history here for Nick but she is not sure of all of it...she has never asked.
She slowly moves forward to stand near Nick as well but keeps her face impassive for once. She was once young and impulsive and was still given to fits at times. What has captured her attention most is the different drum of power here...it calls, but is different.
Amarth is in a state of shock and cannot even get himself to move. This was never on his to-do list and he hopes to never repeat it. A trip to see Gargul is not something that he longs to do.
Nick Thursday December 7th, 2006 5:02:48 PM
Those approaching Nick will see a definite look of relief on his face. For this wasn't Ga'al stood before them now, and much praises to the Blessed Alemi, it wasn't Marteaus, either. Whatever price had to be paid here... it could have been worse.
He also stays silent, along with his friends and colleagues. And he keeps his head bowed in respect.
Olana Thursday December 7th, 2006 5:19:42 PM
It occurs to Olana, while ensuring that she was standing as far away from those blood rivers as possible, that she should have a 'word' with that crazy dwarf Bertram once this was all over with. And it was perhaps just as well that there wasn't a wall that she could repeatedly bang her own head on. AND - if any danged one of them questioned her own wisdom about her relationship with a halfling after this... then she'd have some fair ammunition to throw back. Oh, YES indeedy.
Calm down, calm down, calm down... it would be just her luck if Gargul could read minds.
K'Nara (2nd post...technically) Thursday December 7th, 2006 6:15:19 PM
K'Nara lays a hand on Gunther's shoulder and gives him a tender smile, then addresses the Woldian god of death:
"Forgive my presumption, Gargul, for speaking before being spoken to...the good Brother Bertram was acting on my particular feelings about the fate of Borden, whom I'm sure that you know. I would petition on that orc's behalf for him to be allowed into the living Wold once more. Brother Bertram mistakenly thought that I wished for Borden to be resurrected...at a moment that wasn't the best-timed for our groups. I had actually only been looking for an agreement to attempt the resurrection AFTER we had finished our business with Lathiese.
"However, we are here now. Would you allow me, my lord, to state the case for Borden, Orc Leader of Izen...please..?"
Brother Bertram(Second Post) Thursday December 7th, 2006 6:54:34 PM
Bertram jerked as if lashed by K'nara's words. He expected to be spoken to harshly by the Dragons who did not know him, for what he had done, but to hear his own leader explain away his actions as nothing more than a misunderstanding, a foolish mistake....and to his God! And as if that wasnt enough, to tell why he did it...and the reasons couldnt be farther from the truth. Bertram bit his lip until he drew blood, knowing this was hardly the place to bring it up. His hands squeezed the staff until the popping of the wood was audible. He tried to contain his rage, and his shame.
Milo Thursday December 7th, 2006 8:36:18 PM
Trusting in Bertram's wisdom, Milo lays a calm, gentle hand on the dwarf's shoulder, speaking quietly, "Time to reckon with Gargul brother." Milo does his best to reassure Bertram that he supports him in this endeavor, knowing full well the bite of racial scrutiny.
Ingrge / Dahlia Thursday December 7th, 2006 9:15:40 PM
Dahlia wakes with a jolt and nearly falls from the tree. Scrambling down she tries to make sense of what she has just seen. She saw what had happened to Bordon and he didn't emerge from that bath, just like many others. So how was it that she is having a vision of an older Bordon wearing Valdor's armor? Confused and sure she needs to let someone know about this she tears toward the tent coming into sight of it just as the entire tableau changed.
Slowing down she makes her way forward to see what's going on only to find the once united group divided and clustered around their respective clerics and there in front of them all ... Oh Gods!! What is going on? Her mind races as she realizes who it is that is in front of both groups. Stopping for a moment she contritely bows her head to Gargul, gives a wink to Gimp and moves forward so she is somewhere inbetween the two groups.
*****
Just as he finishes speaking about the upcoming visit, Ingrge feels the shift come and even though he was expecting it, he flinches away from the running rivulets of Wold's Blood. He shakes his head a bit at everyone's actions, understanding them in a way but slightly amused anyway. Declining his head in recognition of Gargul pre-eminence in this realm he waits silently near the rear, behind his companions, watching and waiting.
Aeralia (32/40 HP) Friday December 8th, 2006 12:05:13 AM
Aeralia cocks her head slightly to one side, curiously watching the young girl who was so intent on the sorceress' companion. She smiles slightly, and Terrin does as well, waving slightly at the young dragon. The young woman's curiously is quickly halted as the arguement around her escalates. She could hardly beleive what was being said by these great heroes, shocked nearly beyond belief, and certainly turning a little angry.
She was just about to explode at everyone (though mostly Valdor), when the scenery began to shift, giving the sorceress pause. She plinks as she takes in the dramatic change in her surroundings, really not sure whats going on. As others advance and begin to speak to the figures before them, Aeralia takes a few steps back, seperating herself slightly from the rest of her companions.
She remains silent for the time being, waiting to see what occurs, and for a time when she can voice her concerns and emotions towards her companions without the divine presence.
DM Jan Friday December 8th, 2006 1:51:13 AM
"And heralded by the many deaths of others, they come..."
The man on the platform turns to face the group as they approach. His thick, dark hair is a little dishevelled, his dark robe dusty and worn. He is a well built man with broad shoulders, and he wears an expression that, while suggesting he carries the weight of the Wold on his shoulders, also suggests that he has absolutely no misgivings or regrets about it. His aura is compelling, commanding, and no one can remain with their head bowed for long.The urge to look upon him is overwhelming.
He stands, his arms folded, as first Bertram, then Gunther, then K'Nara say their piece. In the meantime, his impish companion scampers over to the elf Olana and gives her a hug, remembering how she carried him at one point, during the battle, in the Year of Ascension, before he returns to his godly companion's side.
Then, the God Gargul raises his hand, calling for silence. "Half disciple Bertram, hand me the finger," he asks, and on taking the charred remains, the God steps back and turns slightly, to look out over the lake of blood.
As the group wait in the ensuing silence, the surroundings come to the fore; the ebb and flow of all life is here, spread out for all to see. The dead are carried in deep, flowing lines of red into the lake and beyond toward those shadowy hills, while the living - those all important first sparks of life, fly high above everyone's heads, back toward the living Wold. It is a display both terrifying and wonderful.
After a moment - "This orc - forgive the crude analogy, but this is an interesting piece you want put back on the table." Another moment, and then he turns back to the group.
"Very well. It shall be done. This one appears to have a destiny that was brought to an unnatural end, and on that note, as I send him back to his homeland, I give you a warning. Do not assume you will always share a common goal. I suspect, looking at some of you, I don't need to go into any detail. But know that his future is your burden."
He focuses then on the flame-haired K'Nara. "When your first born child reaches the age of five years old, you will send him, or her, to my Temple in Plateau City. There, the child will be raised as an Eye of Gargul. It will be an honourable life."
For the very first time during this entire meeting, Gargul smiles.
There is no warning for what happens next, and the scene changes in a split second. Everyone finds themselves back at the battlefield, away from that teaming lake of death and life. The light here is ultra bright in comparison; hard for those who can see well in the darker places. And bright and airy as it is, somehow it seems empty after all that has been witnessed.
Borden's remains - have gone.
Falin Friday December 8th, 2006 8:28:12 AM
Falin watches all that transpires and considers himself lucky for having been able to be in the presence of a god. It was a humbling experience for him.
Trying to compensate for the scenery change is easy for Falin, but the addition of the light change causes him to fall over. He rubs his eyes for a moment and then stands back up. Will have to get used to this light sensitivity.
Looking around Falin says, "Where is Borden?"
Valdor Friday December 8th, 2006 10:11:22 AM
Valdor cringes at K'Nara's cost. He grimaces and remains silent. He listens and hears the words of Gargul. When they appear back at the battleground, he says,"What's done is done and what's past is past. No use dwelling on it now. I'm sorry, K'Nara for the cost to you. I hope you are right about Borden."
He turns to Falin and says,"He's back in his homeland."
He walks off away from the group towards the water and he stands there for a few minutes alone looking out over the lake, deeply concerned for what this cost the Talons, but grateful that Nick was left alone.
Ve Mundr Friday December 8th, 2006 10:18:54 AM
Ve inclines his head as Gargul turns and speaks, but does not leave it bowed overly long. Listening to what Gargul says he is a bit surprised, but within moments alters that initial response to practicality. Gargul then makes the payment known and smiles and that smile trips more alarms and cautions in Ve Mundr's mind then anything else he has ever experienced. Precisely what he feared sounded like it would come to pass when he first met and spoke with Borden. The environment flashes and Ve blinks the sting of the brightened light away.
"I suspect his is in Izen, but to much more important matters. Falin, I confess to not knowing a great deal about your condition, but what I do know is that the window of help is fairly narrow. I understand it is suspected you were afflicted on a recent journey into Koshe Marr. How long ago was the last attack when you were there?"
Brother Bertram Friday December 8th, 2006 10:35:58 AM
Bertram is torn between his anger at K'nara, his pain at the cost of the resurrection, and his gladness that the return of Borden was successful. As soon as he realizes where they are he walks off, not wanting to hear the others. Just wanting some peace for a few blessed minutes before they all start on him.
Lian Friday December 8th, 2006 11:31:04 AM
"Suspected?" Says Lian, looking at Ve. "Didn't you see him? He IS afflicted." Says the elf out of turn.
Mordrid Friday December 8th, 2006 11:55:39 AM
Mordrid gives Valdor a minute or two alone, before he follows him to the lakes edge.
"Valdor, we need to talk... in private."
Ve Mundr Friday December 8th, 2006 1:21:13 PM
"Lian," Ve holds up a defensive and calming hand. "I did not mean to imply that his condition was suspect, but when and where Falin became afflicted. I heard earlier conversation about Harrowed Moon, also known as Koshe Marr and need you, him, indeed all of the Talons that were there to confirm not only that supistion, but do your best to narrow it to the extact moment. Time is not on Falin's side in this matter."
K'Nara d20=19 Friday December 8th, 2006 4:25:32 PM
K'Nara tilted her head at Gargul's words about her future progeny...that would be interesting, seeing as how the blade singer couldn't actually envision herself as having children.
Then she nodded Valdor's way, acknowledging his words, but her attention was centered on Bertram's reactions. She pondered why he was so upset, then the answer smacked her in the back of her head. (OOC: made a Wisdom check of 19.)
She hurried over to the cleric, and--upon reaching him--knelt before him on the ground.
"Forgive me, please, my friend." K'Nara asked him sincerely. "I not only expressed myself badly in front of Gargul, but I made the same mistake Valdor did...by assuming your motivation.
"Just as Valdor's assumption that I wanted Borden's resurrection simply because I wanted to 'please my man' was wrong for him to make, so was my own assumption that you precipitated the resurrection of Borden simply to please me as the leader of the Talons." She sighed.
"I didn't mean to belittle your actions or why you did them--but I believe that Gargul knows what you did and why...and he confirmed to us that, regardless of how I botched the explanation for it, your resurrecting Borden reversed a death that should not have happened." She bowed her head once more.
"So I ask you most humbly...please forgive me."
Nick Friday December 8th, 2006 6:55:18 PM
Nick emerges with a slight sense of astonishment.
Well, that didn't appear to have gone too badly, in his own opinion. Time would tell on the orc, and the idea of a child going into the priesthood seemed, to him, a sensible idea. After all, although he wasn't the oldest sibling, Nick was shipped off to the Temple of Alemi at a very young age. It didn't do him any harm - he was fed, clothed, wasn't bullied, and he got an exceedingly good education.
He's assuming, going off her reaction, that K'Nara feels the same way about it.
While Ve asks Falin questions, Nick looks around for the silver dragon, hoping none of this scared her away. For time was marching on, and they needed to focus.
Mordrid Friday December 8th, 2006 6:58:56 PM
Mordrid and Valdor continue in a deep conversation for many minutes; Mordrid kicking stones into the lake, and Valdor with his arms crossed in thought.
Valdor Friday December 8th, 2006 11:35:53 PM
From a distance, Valdor can be seen nodding, then shaking his head. His armor is still covered in blood from the dragon he cut a hole into and from the barbarian he obliterated, and he finally wades out into the lake a few feet while he's still talikng to Mordrid. He dunks his head under first and rinses out the blood from his mane of hair. Then he wipes the blood from his swords, then he proceeds to splash water on his armor to clean it off, all the while looking out into the water, as though he expects the black dragon to surface at any second.
(Scott, never got your email at work or home. I'll be at work Saturday so email me at stevehott@herbeasley.com )
[OOC: Steve, we will pick this conversation up on Monday morning. I will resnd the e-mail that you didnt get.]
Corialote and Amarth Friday December 8th, 2006 11:43:45 PM
Cori is so lost in other thoughts at the time that she is not even aware that the group has returned to the Wold. Oh she had heard every word well enough but she was not thinking on that right now. She is seeking something deeper inside of herself...something that was not good.
Amarth moves off to the side and finds a tree that is still in fairly nice shape. He perches there are he tucks a wing over his head to get a little extra sleep. He is not needed and is not sure how he will play into the next battle.
Aeralia (32/40 HP) Saturday December 9th, 2006 12:27:28 AM
Aeralia continues to remain silent, doing her best to hold in the anger and frustration she held towards some of the others gathered. As reality shifts back to normal, Aeralia continues to watch silently as several of each party move off to be on thier own, and hold conversations away from the rest of the group.
"So, how exactly are we to get home," she wonders outloud, mostly to herself, but loud enough for the others still gathered to hear. "Not that I have a home, so I suppose here is as good as anywhere," she adds, a little more quietly, glancing about towards the horizon. "Wonder where the nearest town of village is?" she continues to converse with herself, not seeming to expect any answers from anyone as she begins to dig through her pack wearily.
Falin Saturday December 9th, 2006 12:59:37 AM
"Lian, I take no ill will from Ve's coments. I hate being the cause of grief between friends." Falin reaches out and grasps Lians shoulder reasuringly. " I thank you for your concern though."
Falin then turns to Ve. "We were attacked the night we returned from Koshe Marr. We then were at a celebration in our honor for a few days and then we made the trip back to culverwood and thenw ere there for a day and then the traveling here. So I would say 9 days since my attack." OOC: I am guessing. I have tried to figure out how many days it has been so I may be off, but I know it has been at least a week.
Brother Bertram Saturday December 9th, 2006 4:41:59 AM
Bertram turned on K'nara in a rage and raised his hand as if to strike her. "You arrogant fool of a woman. Not everything in this group revolves around you. I am tired of it! You have no right to speak for what my motives and thoughts on matters might be. And you have NO right whatsoever to take on MY debts! "And..and, an,.." The extremity of Bertram's emotion was too much, his breath coming in ragged gasps, and suddenly the tears come. "Oh K'nara I cost you your child!!" Bertram suddenly throws himself in the arms of the kneeling K'nara, sobbing, all of his pent up anxiety and frustration pouring out in one tumultuous flood.
Gunther Saturday December 9th, 2006 8:42:27 AM
Gunther is so filled of conflicting emotions, that he is about to burst. Joy at the knowledge that Borden has returned. Anticipation at all the work that will need to be done to create a stable orc nation. Pain at the loss of his first born child. He is so caught up in his ruminations that he doesn't notice Bertram and K'nara moving off. The sound of Bertram's raised voice snaps him out of his thoughts. He heads over to where Bertram and K'nara are embrased. It had been an emotionally draining hour, and so he goes over and places his hands on the pair's shoulders. "I owe both of you so much! Broder, vat you did vas...more dan I could ever have expected. Tank you broder! And K'nara, my love..." Gunther chokes up, unable to express his gratitude and love to the bladesinger who had stood by his side and paid a high price. Shaking, he stands quietly for a few minutes. Then his body tenses. "Broder, K'nara, ve still have a lot of vork to do. Ve need to find a vay to heal our broder Falin. And ve have a dragon to kill." Gunther beams down at his family, thankful to have such close friends. "Come on" he gently jokes "If ve don't hurry up den dere might not be any dragon left for us."
After making sure that K'nara and Brother Bertram are in a good place, Gunther heads over to the newest Talon Aeralia. "Ma'am. I vanted to let you know dat you vere fabulous in de battle! If it vasn't for your magic, ve probably vould have had to kill off a lot of innocent humans. Your vork saved many lives." Sensing her anger, Gunther lays a hand on her shoulder. "Is everting ok? You seem...upset." Gunther grins at the enchantress. "You shouldn't hold in dose kinds of feelings. De last time I did someting like dat, I ended up almost breaking Broder Bertram's jaw." Laughing a little, Gunther makes sure to listen to whatever Aeralia might need to say, never once interrupting.
Brother Bertram (Second Post) Saturday December 9th, 2006 11:59:58 AM
Bertram regains control of himself and steps back wiping his face, regaining control. He smile gratefully at Gunther and K'nara then moves away from the others to try and give himself some time to pull himself together.
Valdor Saturday December 9th, 2006 3:33:09 PM
After Valdor and Mordrid have their talk, Valdor walks over to Cori. Now that he's partially clean, he feels better about approaching her. He kisses her cheek and whispers into her ear,"You look a bit distracted, my dear. You don't need that thing to bring you power. You already have power and it is promising you more than it can deliver. It makes the same promises to me. But where it wants you to go, we can't be together. So beat it and come back to me."
He hugs her and leaves her to her thoughts. He walks back to the main group and says loudly,"We have a dragon to kill. I leave in one hour. Any who wish to finish this can join me, any who don't...then don't. Clerics and mages, I would suggest you have your spells ready. I called them out before, and noone offered any other suggestions. If you have any then make them known.
We will always disagree and for our own reasons, but we still have a job to do. We need to put our disagreements behind us and go back to where we were two days ago as a group, united in one cause. What we all CAN agree on, is that there's a black dragon out there to kill. Whoever will come with me, I'll be waiting with the girl."
Olana Sunday December 10th, 2006 2:23:01 PM
Although her eyes hurt for a moment in the sunlight, Olana is glad to see it. She stands to the side a bit, watching. An impulsive lot, her family was, and not being a particularly demonstrative sort of elf, she cannot share this particular roller-coaster ride of emotion currently going on. "You okay, Milo?" she asks. Everyone else seemed to be, so apart from Falin's condition...
She shrugs, checks her weapons and heads over toward Valdor. She's still a bit annoyed at Bert. However, they did all get out in one piece. That had to count for something, so - she's going to let that go.
Crazy people...
Mordrid Sunday December 10th, 2006 3:03:52 PM
Mordrid walks back over to the group with Valdor, glad to see various members working things out. The Platinums functioned like some kind of para-military operation, the Talons; well, they were a passionate lot. Lapses in judgement may or may not have been made, however they were a tight group; and that goes a very long way.
After Valdor has made his peace, the ranger offers, "anyone need magic arrows?"
As soon as time permits, Mordrid will approach Ve; in private or in public, however the situation presents itself. "I just wanted to say how thoroughly impressed I was with your actions on the battlefield. Well, everything before and after the battle too. We fight well together, and I am honored to do so. Domi be praised, he has gifted us with your presence."
Not wanting to be overly sappy, the ranger gets back into his work without looking back.
Ve Mundr Sunday December 10th, 2006 4:42:14 PM
"Nine days?" a pause "At least nine you say." Ve can not keep the slight grimace from his face. His choices of removing this curse from Falin were quickly diminishing, but he did not kow all there was to know of Lycanthropy so there might still be hope. With Valdors decissin to embark after the Black dragon in an hour made, though, Falin would have to wait a few more hours. Looking over at Valdor as he speaks, "Falin, I give my word that you and I will resume this before nightfall." With a nod to him, Ve is turning and moving in Valdors direction. The time of his prayers had long passed so he only required a few minutes.
Mordrid is spyied heading towards him and he alters his own path to meet the ranger. Ve dips his head in quick acceptance of the compliment and manages to get out, "Despite our less the auspicious beginnigs, I am very glad we all have come into the ability to show our true colors. I will be right beside you." and with that he moves to Valdor.
"I have 44 hours of Water breathing I can divide among those going. I had also prepared several energy and movement prayers this morning. I will also be able to render about any minions he may have with him non combative within 80' feet of me. Otherwise I will be right next to you and Mordrid unless you plan to strictly forbid me"
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Milo Sunday December 10th, 2006 11:29:14 PM
Thinking to himself, Hmmm... eye of Gargul huh? Doesn't sound so bad... I suppose I could be wrong...
Turning to Olana, Milo stretches his arms way out smiling broadly, "Why yes... I'm simply peachy mah love." Milo giggles as he rushes Olana, embracing her, and then joining her as she heads toward Valdor.
Posting Reports for Monday December 11th, 2006 5:46:04 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the Week of Dec 4,2006
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan----XXXXX Valdor----22X22S Mordrid---XOXO2S Fr.Nick---X2XXX Dalhia----XXXXO VE Mont---XXX22 Corealot--XXXXX
Adm Ceil
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Posting Report for Game # 3 The Emeral Talons The week of Dec 4,2006
adm Ceil> I wonder what Color Dragon they will become??
K'Nara Monday December 11th, 2006 9:54:10 AM
K'Nara sighed--clearly there would be many more things to ponder...afterwards.
Right now, however, she had to get all this sticky dragon blood and gunk off herself and her armor. She hastened to go do that--time was of the essence, since there was still Lathiese to deal with.
DM Jan Monday December 11th, 2006 12:07:10 PM
The young silver dragon is there, reverted back to her dragon form, and she hovers about twenty feet in the air, in a space clear of the dark smoke rising from the now dying funeral pyres.
The remaining elves are stood close by, waiting for instructions, as the group goes about getting themselves ready for the next encounter. A little further south, what's left of the camp appear to be preparing the three ships for a voyage.
the weather off the coast seems to be dissipating, revealing a lovely sunny morning out toward the lake. As for the land side to the east -
As the group clean armour, prepare weapons, spells and discuss tactics, something strange happens. A vision appears in their minds, it comes from the silver...traveling on the wing... through the trees at the edge of the clearing, and eastward, over a flat meadow with swaying grasses..... rocks appear like bones, a few at first.... the ground starts to rise, and it becomes grey limestone, moulded by rains and wind.....climbing to a flat plateau.... further east, a great waterfall that disappears underground.... and directly below - a dark hole, fifteen feet across...
And there the vision ends. If the group looks to the east, they can see a little of the distant plateau through the trees, maybe three miles away.
((OOC - folks let me know whether you need some time (and how much) for the casters and clerics to recuperate, or whether you're going straight in.))
Valdor Monday December 11th, 2006 2:34:36 PM
Valdor replies to Ve,"Take whatever time you need, I didn't realize that our clerics and mages didn't get any sleep and be able to rest. Pass the word along. If some need to rest, then that is fine. Falin's health is more important than rushing off to kill Lathiese. Do what you can for him. I'll check on our troops and make sure everyone has a destination. I'll contact Sturdevant and have him talk to the Overlord at Floating City and make arrangements for them to be well received as heroes, if that's where they want to go."
He then activates his Knight of the Realms ring and says,"Sturdevant, the threat is ended for now. We defeated the three red dragons that led the mercenaries and, with the Talon's new sorceress and our newest cleric, were able to convert them to our cause. We have paid them the gold they were promised, and then some. Some of them wanted to visit the Float and may even stay on and live there. They are loyal, I assure you, but could you make sure the Overlord is prepared to meet them and that they are given a heroes welcome.
If any were still harboring ill will, that would eliminate it, and it would cost the Overlord nothing to make them feel special. They helped foil the plot of Lathiese, the black dragon in the vision, who is the one behind all of this. We haven't faced him yet, but are resting our spellcasters to be able to go after him and do battle with him.
Also, you might let the Overlord know that Lady Solara is dead. Apparently, Lathiese knows she spoke to us before the big battle and he killed her. I know she was a black dragon, but she was friendly with Floating City and cared about her home. I am speculating about Lathiese, but her head was bitten off in dragon form and it would take a stronger dragon to pull that off.
Hopefully, we'll have this threat eliminated very quickly. I'll let you know when it's done. Make sure the Overlord welcomes these fighting men...it will bolster their defense of the city."
He sits down and decides it's time to rest, even though he's not injured or tired. He then tells Ve,"If you need me to get something, hold him still, or anything else, let me know."
Dahlia / Ingrge Monday December 11th, 2006 5:25:50 PM
Dahlia catches up to Valdor at a point after he takes his dip in the lake and tells heim of her latest vision of an older borden wearing armor identical to Valdor's with the only difference being the letter. / She then takes a bit of time to go through her equipment nearly mindlessly sharpening her blades to nearly razor sharpness.
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Ingrge watching as K'nara and Bertram again work their way through yet another misunderstanding, sees that Falin is back and in confab with Ve and wanders over to see if there is anything he can do to help; offering his remove curse scrolls if they will be of any help. At the mention of rest Ingrge mentions that while he did yuse several of his most potent spells in getting the group here, he does have quite a few things left in his arsenal, though some rest and study could be beneficial to all.
Brother Bertram Monday December 11th, 2006 6:49:51 PM
Bertram moves to the nearest water he can find and submerges his head under, coming up snorting from the cold water. He shakes his head like a terrier, spraying water from his grizzled, matted, gore splattered beard and face. He next checks his axe for any damage in the last battle, seeing nothing that a few moments with a whetstone wont resolve he finds a private spot and prays quietly, prayers of thanks, and guidance, and for aid in the coming battle.
Lian Monday December 11th, 2006 7:23:19 PM
Lian rolls his eyes at the conversation, shakes his head and sits down. "I'm exhausted."
The Hand of Domi sits in silent witness of the proceedings.
He turns to Nick. "What spells will we need?"
Corialote and Amarth Monday December 11th, 2006 7:52:08 PM
Cori looks to Valdor as he approaches and smiles. His hug is the one thing that she could have used about now and that gave her that warm feeling inside...that drove away the darkness. "You are right...but that thing will not give up, of that I am sure." She does not plan to give in to the feeling that invades her but she does study it at times...trying to find weaknesses.
As she moves off she makes her way back down to the beach. With the new change in plans she has time for a quick dip and then prepare some spells. She quickly sheds her clothes, not a bit modest in that she is soon standing naked for a few seconds before heading into the water. Those that might be paying attention now find that the white tattooing that covers her the exposed parts of her body, in fact cover the whole body.
Amarth watches as his Mistress slips into the water and sighs. He flutters down to perch on a piece of driftwood and keep an eye out for trouble. "The time has come for us to settle down." He is as old as he needs to be and as young as he needs to be for his Mistress's needs...but he feels a yearning for peace.
Mordrid Monday December 11th, 2006 8:09:17 PM
[OOC: I have a cold. This is my post tonight.]
Mordrid again checks if anyone needs their arrows magicked.
Gunther Monday December 11th, 2006 10:20:42 PM
The warrior watches over K'nara, making sure that if she desires, she gets a chance to rest. He also checks in on the surviving orcs, making sure that they get some rest. "Brothers, I know the battle we faced was difficult, be we have an even more challenging road ahead of us tomorrow. I do not blame you if you do not want to go with us tomorrow. You may return home without any shame. If you do travel with us as we hunt the black dragon, make sure to leave the actual fighting of the dragon to us." Gunther clears his throat uncomfortably. "Dragons can be deadly as we have seen." He turns and looks at each orc. "What are you names and what skills do you have? I will need to know such things should you decide to join us."
Aeralia Monday December 11th, 2006 11:00:19 PM
Aeralia smiles weakly and wearily as Gunther offers his praise. "Well, we all did what we could right?" the young sorceress responds plainly, shrugging lightly. "Even if it wasn't enough, or if we arn't as strong as some might deem required," she adds to the orc-raised warrior, shooting a glance towards Valdor, a slight hint of hostility in her voice and face.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she quickly apologizies to Gunther when he inquires further. "I didn't mean to let anything get the better of me. I'll talk it out with Terrin, once we get a chance. I don't mean to be a bother."
Once the word is passed that they could rest if needed, Aeralia will wait and make sure others take the opportunity (so shes not the only one holding them all up), and if so, she lay out her bedroll, and try to get some rest.
K'Nara Tuesday December 12th, 2006 12:44:53 AM
K'Nara is as quick and efficient as possible when it comes to cleaning herself and her armor up. She listens as Gunther speaks to the orcs, then addresses the big cat trainer:
"Gunther, if you can convince these two to return to Izen, I'd appreciate it. We only know that Borden was resurrected, but we have no idea if he remembers what happened--and I would prefer to be able to have at least two of his people return to him in living condition, so that he knows that the Emerald Talons have faith in him and his vision for a unified nation."
K'Nara nods.
"However, it IS completely up to them..." she says with a bit of self-deprecating smile, "...after all, if they'd prefer to be in on that battle with the black dragon, far be it from us to gainsay their wishes."
Falin Tuesday December 12th, 2006 12:55:44 AM
Falin welcomes the cold water of the lake as he washes the gunk and grime off his body and armor. The cold water almost makes him forget for an instant what he has become.
He shakes the water from himself and then dries himself and his gear off. He checks all of his equipment for the trip.
He turns to Mordrid, "Yes, I could use the arrows if you are still offering them."
He walks over to Ve, "Thank you for the offer of help. I will take what I can get these days. I trust we will find an answer. Until then the best I can do I guess is hope there is no full moon." He says the last with a bit of a smirk.
While the priests and the wizards are readying themselves Falin will wander to the outskirts of the camp. His intent is to look for signs of the wolves he was running with the previous night. He wants to see them one last time before they set out.
Lian Tuesday December 12th, 2006 11:51:42 AM
Lian remains sitting, meditating over the last few days of activities... the dragons, orcs, archers, etc.
If anyong has something to directly state to Lian, he will listen. Otherwise, he is in a trance.
Ve Mundr d20+16=35 Tuesday December 12th, 2006 1:33:21 PM
Ve nods as Valdor speaks, "It would allow us the time we need." His voice becomes a low whisper at this point, "The problem is, we will not know if Falin is strong enough to shed himself of this until the full moon tonight. Last night was a terrible realization for him. I will do what I can, but most of it will be in his hands. If restraint is needed, I would have one of the Talons do it." Having overheard Aeralia, "A fewer of us involved in what could be a failed attempt the better."
Ve gives a small update to Valdor on his impression of the men milling about and then gets back to Falin. "I will do all that I can, but most of ridding yourself of this curse lies within you. I can only present you with the choice to leave the beast behind. We will begin at sundown. Meditate and pray Falin, center your being and know that those gathered about you will see you through as best as we can."
With that Ve leaves Falin with his thoughts and closes with Gunther and K`Nara. One because of his size and the other as Falin's leader. "A moment of time. Tonight I will give Falin the keys to unlocking his cell. If he fails, he will turn. I am not in favor of chaining him and thus giving his doubht and anxiety about his condition any more weight. He will need his mind focused. But we must be prudent in case. I will know instantly either way and I can contain him, but I think it important that the Talons be," he pauses a moment or two, "That the Talons be the most direct form of intersession." Ve glances towards the wood line where Falin is searching out a trail of the ravenous wolves of the night before.
To the orc conversation, Ve says nothing
Valdor Tuesday December 12th, 2006 2:33:40 PM
Valdor nods to Ve and says,"If one of them is strong enough, then fine by me. If you need me then let me know. I don't want him to break free during the ceremony and end up worse off or not healed. He can make the call on who retains him, or K'Nara can. Either way is fine by me."
Valdor watches Cori strip and, seeing the tattoos, he says ti himself,"Well, I guess that answers that."
He goes over to Lian and plops down and asks,"So, how are your insides feeling after being chewed on by a dragon? You know, not many people alive in the Wold can say they were trapped in a red dragons mouth and lived. Also, I was glad you found a way to keep it from breathing fire again. That was masterfully done." He's trying to keep from grinning, but having a hard time of it.
Nick Tuesday December 12th, 2006 2:48:28 PM
Nick thinks for a moment when Lian asks him about spells. "We'll need as much protection as we can get. I can help there, in general terms. Black dragons spit streams of acid, and I suspect, if other dragons encountered on the Ellenian Peninsula are anything to go by, he'll be a fire breather as well. "Now if that young lady up there was showing us a glimpse of his lair, we'll need light. The waterfall suggested an underground river, to me, although I could be wrong. Cori told us that Addeinein, the Storm Dragon killed in the last encounter, suffered death by drowning, so - water breathing, just in case."
He sighs. "I'd better start praying." And with that, he finds a quiet spot, and does just that.
Olana Tuesday December 12th, 2006 2:50:25 PM
Olana wanders over to Mordrid. "I'll take some magic for my arrows if I may," she says to the ranger.
DM Jan Tuesday December 12th, 2006 3:11:44 PM
((Eeeek, sorry this is a bit late, folks. I went to the post office early, thinking it would be quiet. Big mistake!))
And so!
The rest of the morning is taken up with preparation, rest, recuperation, and getting in the mindset for the task ahead.
Sturtavent sounds optimistic and relieved when contacted by Valdor. Nevertheless- "Be careful," he says, "and we'll do what needs to be done, here. I'll tell the Overlord about Lady Solara. That's a surprize."
The two orcs are willing to accompany Gunther into battle, although their facial expression when K'Nara suggests otherwise, tells him that home, and Borden, are preferable.
Falin neither sees nor smells any sign of the wolf pack, although the lingering aroma of burning flesh in the area gives him a good asnwer to why. Instead, he finds himself approached by the remaining fifteen elves. Of all his immediate subordinates, only the young female Al'thra is left. "What do you want us to do?" she asks. "The one named Mordrid has said he can enhance our arrows, and if nothing else, we could bear torches."
Time passes, and it is now mid - afternoon.
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 12th, 2006 4:41:54 PM
Having made sure that his spells are in place, Bertram moves over to join the others, unsure what his welcome might be.
Lian Tuesday December 12th, 2006 4:50:27 PM
The monk looks up and smiles, then snickers. "Well, it wasn't the first time I've been in a dragons mouth and lived. But a red, yes, by all means it was the first. Not many people alive can say they have traveled with and were saved by the Dragonstone either. I thank you for that honor, friend Valdor."
He thinks a moment, then adds. "I'm sure the red was a bit too busy to worry about breathing, having been dead an instant later. It was the least of his problems. Now Gargul has to sort it out I suspect."
He turns back to Nick. "So, fire and acid resistance, maybe lesser restoration. I also suggest using our Meditation Incense too, if we have time. I can start burning them now..." He figgits in his pockets for the blocks. (Hey, I remembered this time.) "I know can only really help with healing, but I'm not too experienced with traveling around with casters of your stature..." He then shoots a glance of apology at Bertram. "... Oh geez, sorry Brother, I didn't mean you specifically, just in general terms. Ack and not a slight about your height... sheesh." Dodging arrows! "Can they be of use?" He says, hoping the comment is forgotten.
Valdor Tuesday December 12th, 2006 6:24:52 PM
Valdor cheeks flush at the compliment. He slaps Lian on the leg and stands saying,"I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. The others would have gotten you out quickly enough. But...thank you. It's the first half way appreciative words I've heard in some time."
He walks off, gratified at Lian's acknowledgement. So many times, he's taken the brunt of a fight to keep others from damage and harm's way. This was the first fight he could remember that he didn't even take a hit. Now he knows how Mordrid feels...:)
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 12th, 2006 8:18:27 PM
Bertram walks up in time to hear Lian's words. He shrugs at the attempted apology then considers the incense, "Definitely cant hurt at this point." He then finds a place to set and starts sharpening his axe to a keen edge in preparation, from time to time looking at the tattoo on his hand curiously.
K'Nara Tuesday December 12th, 2006 8:55:01 PM
K'Nara fixes Ve with a particularly hard stare for a moment, but then brushes aside whatever hard feelings that she may have had when the cleric mentions his plan to help Falin.
"Gunther definitely has more muscle," she tells the Platinum Dragon, "But I will aid in any way I can...you may count on it."
K'Nara then speaks to Gunther softly, so that the orcs don't hear her:
"Then tell your brothers that their place is with Borden, and if they would convey the faith that the Emerald Talons have in Borden's dream and his ability to make it real, we would greatly appreciate it." She roots about for a moment, coming up with a pouch that contains 200gp.
"Their share of the money that was here." the cauled blade singer says, then hands Gunther the pouch. "I'm hoping that Borden himself will come to call on us as a friend in the near future."
K'Nara also makes sure to take advantage of Mordrid's offer to enchant arrows.
Mordrid Tuesday December 12th, 2006 10:04:37 PM
[OOC: still sick]
everyones quivers are full of +5 arrows.
[1 charge on rod per 50 arrows - retiring soon, what do I care]
Milo Wednesday December 13th, 2006 3:02:27 AM
Milo is for the most part, quiet as others make preparations.
Falin Wednesday December 13th, 2006 3:22:19 AM
Falin takes in the information he is given. He has a choice to make. Last night everyone was lucky and he didn't turn on any of his friends, but that may not happen a second time.
He is brought out of his trance when the other elves approach and ask for counsel. He must be strong for them. "I wish for you all to arm yourselves with as many arrows as you can carry. I would like each of you to carry a torch as well. That way if any of our friends who can not see in the dark need help we can be their light bearers. I want to let each of you know that you have done well and have brought great credit and pride to the elves of the Culverwood. We are a proud and noble people who are capable of fighting for what is right. You have also proven that we can work with the other races to make this a better Wold. Now go and prepare yourselves for what may happen tonite. Know that no matter what I am proud to call you my brothers and sisters."
As the elves walk away to ready themselves Falin calls out to Al'thra. "I would speak to you in private for a moment." Waiting for the others to walk off Falin speaks, "You have become a good leader for these elves and I believe you will continue to be come a great leader when we return to the Culverwood. You have taken on a lot in your young age and apologize for piling more on, but I ask that you help me with something." Falin takes in a deep breath and slowly releases it. "I have been afflicted with lycanthropy and I am asking for your help. I will join you on the battlefield tonite as is my place. If I were to begin to turn on any of our allies tonite I want you to order the other elves to incapacitate me. If that means firing upon me then so be it. I want you work it out with the elves, but not tell me what you are going to do. That way I will not know if I loose control what I should be looking for."
He stands and waits for her answer.
Aeralia Wednesday December 13th, 2006 8:01:46 AM
Aeralia gathers her things once shes done resting and preparing, waiting for the order to move out.
(OOC: Out of town at a seminar for 3 days, won't be posting til friday night.)
Gunther Wednesday December 13th, 2006 8:35:39 AM
Gunther listens carefully when approached by Ve. If there was any chance of taking away this terrible disease from Falin, then Gunther is more than willing to help in whatever way he can. "Yes, I vill hold him for you." Gunther's big blue eyes look up at and hold Ve's as he lowers his voice to a very low whisper. "So, you tink you can cure him of dis? It's just...I've never seen anyvon who had it make it out alive."
Gunther grins mischieviously at K'nara's advice. She was the brains of the outfit, no question! Gunther strides over to Valdor. The way he and his companions had surrounded Father Nicholas during the time with Gargul...Gunther had seen it...taken note of it. Though he doesn't know exactly what Valdor was doing, he does recognize the basic body language of protection. He is still closed minded, no doubt about it, but in some part, this Valdor's actions were also an attempt to protect his friend... And that he understood and could respect. "Valdor, I vould like to ask for your help. I vould like to send these two orcs back to Izen and Borden. You know the rulers of dis land and if you could arrange for safe passage of dem back to Izen, den I vould appreciate it." Gunther lowers his voice. "You have made it very clear dat you and I don't see eye to eye on de matter of de orc nation. But, it seems to me, dat at dis particular time, it vould be in both of our best interests for dese orcs to leave." Gunther bows respectfully and then heads over to the orcs.
Pulling the orcs aside, Gunther looks down warmly at the warriors. "Brothers, I have no doubts to your loyalty, but right now, I feel that Borden needs you more than I do." Gunther presses the bag of coin into one of the orc's hands. "Here is the money you earned for your bravery." Gunther's gaze turns steely and he makes sure that both of the orcs are very clear on this matter. "It is to be divided evenly for you. 100 for you and..." Gunther sighs and fishes a small pouch out of his pocket. Dividing the gold up, Gunther hands each orc one sack. "Brothers, we are entering a new age. An age when we will see the orc nation rise...an age when our children will no longer starve to death. Stand tall brothers. Do not let the other races see you fight among yourselves. Be proud of yourself and proud of our people." Gunther fishes in his pack and pulls out a deep blue spindel (500gp). He hands it to one of the orcs. "You are to give this gem to Borden. It is his wages for the last battle." Gunther fixes the orc with a stare. "I know that my brother's would not dream of trying to take something that belongs to Borden and keep it for themselves... because then I would have to punish them very severly." Gunther's look softens. "When you return to Izen, see out Borden. Tell him that the Emerald Talons are pleased to hear that he is well and that as soon as I am able, I will return to Izen to help him rebuild and train his army if he would like.
Valdor d100=29 Wednesday December 13th, 2006 11:00:04 AM
When Gunther approaches him, Valdor is wondering what kind of verbal barrage he's about to her. When Gunther makes his request, however, Valdor smiles and says,"Ah, now I understand. You thought I was against an orc nation. Think back to what I offered to Borden when we first met him and he told us his intention. I offered that, if he was successful in his mission to build his nation, that I would even act as an ambassador between Plateau City and his nation.
Gunther, I was not and still am not, against an orc nation. I was concerned with raising him from the dead when we might have needed that for Falin, or any one of us after we face the black dragon. I hope he remembers the battle, and learned a valuable lesson from his mistake to always just charge in. Mordrid has much more experience that he does in battling dragons, and he ignored the advice given. He died for his mistake.
To show my intent, I will teleport them myself back to the Inn where we first came across them. The road home...well, we don't exactly know where we are right now, so I couldn't begin to point them in the right direction. Hopefully there are no more hydras out there, but I'll handle this personally while Ve prepares to help Falin.
Let's bury any ill feelings Gunther. You are very sensitive about this, and no, I didn't know enough about you to understand that. But, you also need to understand where other people are coming from, as well. Many times in my past have I jumped to a conclusion too quickly and probably will do so until my death. Being a leader sometimes means rubbing people the wrong way. I apologize for that. We are on the same side and shouldn't be at odds, my friend."
He makes sure the orcs are ready and moves off with them away from the group. Once they have done so, he put the ring on, passes the ring to them and gets then gets it back and pictures the corral where they first saw the orcs. He'll land them off to the side about fifty yards to make sure they don't land on anyone or in front of a wagon.
Once there, Valdor says in common,"Go find your home. Tell Borden that Valdor gives his best." He strikes his chest with his fist in salute, then teleports back to the group.
Lian Wednesday December 13th, 2006 12:05:23 PM
The monk stands and approaches Gunther and Valdor. "Dragonstone, you are a very busy man now days and might need a proxy sent in your stead as ambassador. I can't think of a better man than Gunther for that job." He places a hand on Gunther's shoulder.
Lian moves to Milo, to whom he hasn't spoke for awhile, and asks, "In the upcoming battle I think I will likely be a support caster. I know your generally self sufficient, but this battle will be different, I'm sure. Which spells might I prepare for you... both? " He adds, seeing Olana nearby.
Later, if time permits, he will burn the meditation incense. Hopefully Nick, Bertram, and any other divine casters will join them. Lian of course will also be there.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday December 13th, 2006 1:25:14 PM
Cori takes her time in the ocean water and then slowly moves out of it, feeling a lot more refreshed and clean. She does take the time to cast a couple of really simple spells to get rid of the salt from her body and then to see that her clothes are cleaned.
Dressing slowly she wonders of the future and what this battle will mean for them. We she get the chance to retire or will this be her final resting place. "It matters very little...though I would have liked to of settled down with a certain someone." Her gaze searches for Valdor in all the mess but she does not see him. She feels a pang of loss that causes a few tears to fall but she pulls herself together quickly.
She hopes that if the man comes to find her he will look under the tree in this spot a little ways from the group. Still she settles in with her spellbook and starts the preparations for the following day.
Amarth is strangely absent as he gives his Mistress time to be alone. He sits in one of the few trees that remain whole and watches the camp.
Ve Mundr Wednesday December 13th, 2006 1:37:50 PM
Ve ignores or misses the look of K`Nara as he approaches. His mind is set well at the responces, though he didn't think they would answer differently of course. "Gunther I will be asking you to stand by Falin then tonght, do no put a hand on him except as a reassurance. You will act as his base and pillar. I will cast several spells in preparation upon Falin and then we shall see what we see." With a reassuring hand the man's shoulder Ve replies, "He is strong and yes I do believe he can save himself if we show him the way. Now I have a bit of preparation myself before night. Excuse me."
Ve goes to Lian and takes him to Father Nicholas so the three of them can pray together in the Meditation Block's burning incense.
Mordrid Wednesday December 13th, 2006 3:21:42 PM
Upon hearing the casters discuss what would be needed during their next fight with the dragon, Mordrid speaks up, "the problem with a dragon is it takes heavy magic to penetrate their hides. People should memorize spells like greater magic weapon. A smart dragon will have many magical defense up; stone skin for instance. So dispell magics would be perfect. You can go ahead and assume that a dragon has magical defenses up. The biggest problem with a dragon is when they use range weapons when you're stuck with melee; like when a dragon is in flight. So anyway we can stop it from flying or swimming. Last but not least, attack first for gods sakes. What were we waiting for yesterday? And there's a trick we can use... if you can cast silence on my arrows." Mordrid just seems to be rambling as he squares away his packs and quiver.
Nick Wednesday December 13th, 2006 5:20:30 PM
Nick tries to keep focussed on his devotions as the others make themselves ready in their own way. However, the slight distraction of some of the others arriving with the meditation incense is welcome, and was no doubt more potent an aid to concentration that what he had.
For a little while, he tries to empty his mind of the battle ahead. Thoughts of it - anxieties, plans - were nipping at his mental heels like a Plateau City noblewoman's lap dog.
Olana Wednesday December 13th, 2006 5:33:39 PM
Olana smiles as her arrows are enchanted, and places them carefully in her quiver.
Then she goes and sits quietly next to Milo. "When we get into this, try not to get your head bitten off, okay?" she says to him quietly with a smile.
DM Jan Wednesday December 13th, 2006 6:32:47 PM
As the scent of incense overcomes that of the battle aftermath, Valdor disappears with the two orcs, and the preparations continue.
Al'thra gives Falin an odd look. "Some of us saw what you became. It was a fearful thing, and yet, you did not attack us." She shrugs. "But we will do what must be done. Know that we do not wish to cause you pain, Brother Falin." And with that, she rejoins the others getting ready.
Elsewhere, as eyes are closed in prayer, or mesmerized by the ritual of polishing and sharpening weapons; and heads are buried deep in spellbooks - Cori's familiar Amarth spots the big cat Thaeri crouched intently by the lakeshore. The panther rises slightly, and then dives quickly into the water, emerging moments later with a large, blue-scaled fish in her jaws.
And as Bertram's whetstone slides along the keen edges of his axe, the subject of his Gargul symbol tattoed hand comes to mind. Funny how it had reacted back there, once he'd had the mind to do what he did, and open the way to Gargul's realm. Right now, the eye seems inert, just a blemish on his palm. Had it influenced his decision? Helped him take that particular path? Well now, that was something to ponder, wasn't it...
Valdor blinks into Izen and is met by a strong wind that brings promises of rain. Both orcs set off east, remember themselves, stop, and give Valdor a bow before setting off again toward the interior of Izen. The Dragonstone's and Gunther's words are ringing in their ears, and their pockets are full of cash. As the wind whips at Valdor's cloak, the two creatures are soon lost over a short hill. Interesting perhaps, how things have turned out. If the Talons' gamble pays off, then a stable Izen might not be a bad idea. The interior of this realm had always been troublesome - a breeding ground of evil and malevolence, and anything that could break that precedence, well... Of course there was always the chance that a child of Izen's soil would never be able to relenquish its evil heritage, and if that was the case... time would tell. Time would tell.
The Platinum leader arrives back at the battlefield to find everyone ready. Weapons and armour are prepped, casters and clerics have their spells; mentally it might be another story, but the gathering suspense and expectation in the air tells him it's time to get organized and get going.
The silver dragon hovers nearby. The path is already imprinted in everyone's memory.
(Recap: ...traveling on the wing... through the trees at the edge of the clearing, and eastward, over a flat meadow with swaying grasses..... rocks appear like bones, a few at first.... the ground starts to rise, and it becomes grey limestone, moulded by rains and wind.....climbing to a flat plateau.... further east, a great waterfall that disappears underground.... while directly below - a dark hole, fifteen feet across... )
It is now late afternoon.
Milo Wednesday December 13th, 2006 6:39:37 PM
Milo grins widely, "I was planning on getting swallowed so I could carve my way back out again."
As they get ready to leave, Milo moves to the front, taking point.
K'Nara Thursday December 14th, 2006 12:54:35 AM
The leader of the Talons makes sure that the Culverwood contingent are assembled and ready. Then she goes to Valdor when he returns.
"Mordrid has good advice." she says. "Have you a plan on how to get Lathiese before he can do much damage..?"
Falin Thursday December 14th, 2006 2:29:04 AM
Coming back with the rest of the group Falin begins to ready himself for the evening.
"You know we could throw something down into the hole or try to plug the hole up. Although, I have to admit I do not know alot about dragons."
Lian Thursday December 14th, 2006 7:32:53 AM
The monk laughs at Milo's statement. "I assumes thats a 'no' then?" Then moves off to join the clergy. "BRother Bertram, please join us!"
Valdor Thursday December 14th, 2006 11:20:25 AM
When Valdor pops back to the group, he looks over to Gunther and gives him a "thumbs up" to let the warrior know all went well.
He replies to K'Nara,"He'll probably have magical traps, and maybe physical ones as well. Dispel magics, stoneskins for the front line fighters, water breathing, freedom of movement, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, True Seeing, a wall of force to prevent him from dragging a party member under the water...those are what we need to have ready.
The important thing is to engage him from all sides quickly, so he can't focus on one front. If we all enter together, for instance, the acid breath will be coming, don't you doubt. I will be right in front of him, trying to draw his focus, so that you all can hit him from the sides and the back.
Hopefully, I can survive long enough to inflict heavy damage and give everyone a chance to kill it. If I'm lucky and protected with spells, maybe it will work. However, if I fall, let Mordrid take my place. We are getting old and our deaths wouldn't be as tragic to the Wold as yours would.
I haven't seen his lair, so I'm not sure of any kind of strategy other than that. Just remember, the one thing we MUST do is kill him. While we wory for our friends and parties, if we lose focus for a second, he will kill many of our number. Forgive me, I'm rambling."
In a whisper he says,"Listen K'Nara, I know some of your party may not be happy with me, andI'm sorry for that, but when we fight this dragon, if I shout out an assignment, it needs to happen. If you disagree, then you may take the lead in the fight. However, if you agree, it is essential that you tell your party to follow my orders whether they like me or not. Because someone may end up dead if they hesitate or ignore me. It needs to come from you, though. I've had enough hard feelings and arguing for a lifetime today. Think about it, and decide what you want to do. I'm okay with either way. Now, I have to go see my lady. I am in dire need of some affection. We move out when you are ready to."
He goes to find Cori, and gives her a bear hug and spends the rest of his time before they set out with her.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 14th, 2006 2:12:21 PM
With final look around at all of his companions, Bertram rises and takes up his helm and axe and prepares for the coming battle. Whether Gargul had influenced his choices or not, Bertram was not about to shirk the cost of the decision. He shrugged the problem aside for the work about to begin.
Ingrge / Dahlia Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:31:27 PM
Joining the Valdor and K'nara group the grizzled elf pipes in with his two cents worth. Why don't we make him come to us.
I think we block of the cave entrance with a well placed wall of stone spell a ways inside the entry and then seal the regular entry with a rock to mud and and mud to rock spell. That will mean that he will have to come out to us another way. and knowing his penchant for water it is probably from the lake beneath the waterfall. That way we can be ready where ever he comes out from and may be able to get the jump on him. I am pretty sure I can teleport myself and 4 others to near the entrance.
***
Having joined the group discussing preparations, Dahlia listens in and adds a little something as well. "I have my last 5 elemental stones which I can add to the mix should he come through the water as they just happen to be water elementals which should help t least slow him down some if not do him some damage.
Valdor how many can use our ring? With the images we are recieving from the silver, we should be able to teleport to the entrance easily.
Cori and Amarth Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:50:12 PM
Cori had just put away her spellbook when Valdor shows back up, with a nice little hug. She settles next to him for what seems like only minutes to her. "What we face may rip us apart in this world...but not the next." A finger traces his jaw as she reaches over and kisses him full on the lips. "Still lets try not to let that happen." That flash is back in her eyes as she settles her head on his chest, not at all ready to go. She just lets the rest talk amongst themselves and to Valdor as she enjoys herself.
Amarth cannot help but smile as he watches from his own perch. At least he is not the only one that is thinking a little about the now.
Spell List*to come*
Nick Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:55:59 PM
Arising from the stupor of the incense, Nick thanks the elf Lian for providing the cube (maximised our spells, correct?).
"All right," he says to those gathered,"lets get this over with. I'll send forth a protection spell when we're closer to the target."
Olana Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:58:49 PM
Olana gives K'Nara a salute, to let her leader know she's ready. Looking around at those assembled, she reckons they're in with a good chance of killing this thing. Yep, let's stay positive, she thinks.
Valdor Thursday December 14th, 2006 11:15:10 PM
Valdor, listening to Ingrge, suddenly asks Cori,"Not to ruin the moment, my dear, but have you read any more of that journal? Were there any maps you found that might show another way into or out of, his lair?"
When Dahlia asks about the ring, he says,"I think ten people is the maximum, but I'm not sure. I wouldn't want to try more than that. Also, Borden had my armor in a vision, you said? Maybe he like it so much that he got it copied. Trust me in this , if you never trust me again, he will never have MY armor."
He strokes Cori's hair and thinks about the scene in his mind and the upcoming fight.
K'Nara Thursday December 14th, 2006 11:42:38 PM
K'Nara nods at Valdor.
"We may not see eye-to-eye on things," she confirms, "And we must have words about your...assumption of my motives regarding Borden--but those are really trifles when we consider why we are all here. I will make sure that all my people obey your commands in battle, or they will have to answer to me."
Corialote and Amarth(illegal second) Friday December 15th, 2006 12:07:29 AM
Cori purses her lips and sighs. The mood is not broken by any accounts it just must adjust a little. "I have read a lot of the journal...though since we started this trip here...not so much." She searches her mind to see if there were any maps sketched inside of it and will pull the journal out of the pocket of her pants.
[Take her away Jan. :)]
DM Jan Friday December 15th, 2006 12:34:20 AM
As the group make final plans, Ingrge might well reconsider blocking that hole he saw in the vision. After all, it did look to be a BIG hole. However, he could be correct about another entrance. Limestone is washed away over the long term by traveling water, which could mean tunnels, and an outlet directly into the lake from the waterfall.
Cori's re-examination of the book reveals the following:
Maps suggest that the Storm Dragons traveled south from the Float, rode rapids at the southern end of it, and continued southward until reaching plains that, they were to discover later (and explained by a footnote), would lead to the eastern edge of the Scab. This suggest that this current location is a different one, for the group are along the eastern edge of the great lake. And after the fight with the black dragon, the creature appeared to take off with most of his treasure.
There is a detailed map of the dragon's previous lair - a big, dark, underground cave with deep pools of water. Nothing unexpected.
... he hid, and waited.....we were far too bold....
... it feels - like a weight, on your chest, pushing.... there is blackness, you cannot see, even I - could not see... and your mind does not want you to see. It does not want you to breathe...
((OOC - folks, I need to know your actions.))
Falin Friday December 15th, 2006 7:52:42 AM
Watching the other get ready Falin walks over to the group of elves to ensure they all have everything they need. He will spend some time with them asking them how they are doing and what they are feeling. Making sure they are all as ready as they can be for what is about to happen.
He will finish getting the rest of his things together and wait to see what K'Nara and Valdor were going to have them do for the night.
Ve Mundr Friday December 15th, 2006 8:51:15 AM
Ve stands about with the others though he is a bit confused. "Not to dampen everyones enthutiasm for the dragon hunt, but should we not see to Falin first and why by Domi would we want to do this as night falls?" Ve scans the group and notices the elves seem to be gearing up to head out and his head falls and shakes slightly. Rising back up he holds a hand out in thier direction, "No. Definately not. The Culverwood elves do not go on this."
Valdor Friday December 15th, 2006 10:20:31 AM
Valdor nods to K'Nara and replies,"None of us are perfect. Mistakes and misunderstandings are part of life, unfortunately. But we will talk later if you wish."
He tells Ve,"I think this fight can be over and done long before nightfall. As a matter of fact, I would much prefer to fight him while the sun is shining. He will possibly be resting now and not quite as ready as he will when the sun goes down."
Ingrge Friday December 15th, 2006 5:38:47 PM
Valdor There are only fourteen of us if only we go. With your ring and my spell we can take 15 total and we can be there now and do a bit of checking up before we rush into things.
Mordrid Friday December 15th, 2006 6:51:24 PM
When Ve says "no" to the elves joining, Mordrid nods in agreement, "someone needs to stay behind, in case something goes terribly wrong." Of course the truth of the matter is he just doesn't want any more of the elves to die. They have learned a great deal about dragons in the past week, knowledge that would go a long way toward dealing with Parnoth; as well as a strange tie to the new orc nation.
"I think the idea of luring the dragon out is worth some more thought Ingrge. As a hunter, that would be my first instinct. I've seen five dogs go in after a bull racoon, and I counted five flee in the same order; each with a scar to remember the day. I'd much prefer to fight in the open. If only we could get at the treasure, and bring some out."
"Aerelia, what form of creatures did you summon to clean the battlefield?"
[spell lvl 1: detect snares and pits / resist energy acid / resist energy acid / resist energy acid. spell lvl 2: cat's grace / bears endurance / protection from acid / protection from fire. spell lvl 3: dark vision 60', water walk, water walk, greater magic fang +5. spell lvl 4: freedom of movement, freedom of movement, freedom of movement.]
Gunther Friday December 15th, 2006 11:07:37 PM
Gunther grins as Valdor reappears and gives his thumbs up. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all. He gathers all his equipment and checks and double checks to make sure everything is ok. Then he catches up with Thaeri and explains that he will be going with the others to hunt another big beast. Then he goes to stand by Ve. "I tought ve vere going to vork vith Falin first. I guess dat changed, eh?"
OOC: Sorry about the missed posts, I'm sick and I've had a lot of RL stuff to deal with.
K'Nara Friday December 15th, 2006 11:24:45 PM
"It most certainly did NOT change!" K'Nara says emphatically in reply to Gunther's question. "We couldn't possibly go face Lathiese unless Falin is cured of his lycanthropy--we'd have to fight the dragon AND a werewolf at the same time!" She turns to Valdor with her concern clearly on her face.
"Falin will be healed up before we go get Lathiese...right...?"
Valdor Friday December 15th, 2006 11:40:00 PM
Valdor nods to K'Nara, but asks,"Won't he only change during a full moon? Or am I understanding werewolves right? I'm fine with waiting, but if there's no danger to him changing, it would be better to fight the dragon now. If there is a danger, then we need to address that first for sure. Of course, this is a bit dangerous, but some could scout the area while the clerics work on Falin tonight, maybe find an alternate entry, then at first light we could go in. Falin's health is our first concern, the dragon second. Besides, I could probably use the rest myself...it might be the last chance to enjoy the wind and sunshine."
Ve Mundr Saturday December 16th, 2006 12:29:33 AM
Ve almost shrugs at Gunthers statement and then offers, "I was under that impression. We can only attempt to cure falin on the nights of a full moon. We know last night was one, i was assuming that tinight there would be another." Looking to the man he knows to likely hold the most knowledge on the phases on the moon, Ve turns his next question to Mordrid. "Was last night the last of the phases of the full moon or should another be tonight? I am prepared and Falin is as well." He pauses for the answer.
Brother Bertram Saturday December 16th, 2006 5:58:28 AM
Bertram waits patiently, just wishing he could do more for Falin, but leaving it to more experienced than he.
Corialote and Amarth Saturday December 16th, 2006 4:09:18 PM
Cori holds the book out and shows the map to Valdor, while shaking her head. "The dragon is in a new home...this map is for his old one." A smile plays across her lips though as she cannot help but chuckle. "Still they tend to be creatures of habit...comes from thinking one is superior to all others." There is a double meaning there that some might get and some might not.
With the idea of scouting she nods her head again at a good plan. "We have several who can sneak well enough and a few more with some magical skill...I would think that scouting would not be too far gone." That same foolish twinkle returns to her eyes as she grins. "As for stealing treasure...you give me a definite picture of the room and you can consider some treasure stolen." It is a challenge that she would not mind wraping her mind around....not that something else would not come first, she sighs.
"So lets take care of Falin first as we must have everyone at peak performance...do a little recon and then hit the dragon fresh in the morning." For some reason it sounds too neat and tidy to her...that is to actually work that way, but.... She simply shrugs her shoulders and wonders if she will really get to have a look at a dragon's home.
Olana Sunday December 17th, 2006 11:31:19 PM
While plans are being discussed, Olana wanders over to Falin. "You doing okay?" she asks him. Her eyes are looking at him curiously. After all it's not every day that you meet a - Aware she's staring, she stops and gestures toward the others. "They'll fix things," she says with a reassuring smile.
Nick Sunday December 17th, 2006 11:40:31 PM
Nick is in agreement about Falin, however, something is bothering him.
"Valdor, I'm just guessing, but if our friend the black dragon has just been in a fight with another one of his kind, wouldn't he have suffered some wounds? The longer we leave this..."
DM Jan Sunday December 17th, 2006 11:45:31 PM
Further plans are discussed, amongst them - possible scouting and Falin's condition. The late afternoon light shifts toward the warmer edge of the spectrum and the sunlight on the lake takes on a pinkish tinge. In this light, the Wold's moons, already rising, look like ghosts.
Falin suddenly feels as though someone has punched him sharply in the gut.
Everyone else hears his spine crack like a broken tree limb.
Posting Reports for Monday December 18th, 2006 5:18:32 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Dec 11,2006
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan---XXXXX Valdore--X2X22 Mordrid--XXXOX Fr.Nick--OXXXOS Dalhia---XXXXO VE Mont--XOXO2 Corealot-XOXX2S
Posting Reports for Game # 3 The Emeral Talons For the week od Dec 11,2006
Falin d20+7=25 Monday December 18th, 2006 7:42:47 AM
"Olana," Falin begins, "I am doing alright considering the circumstances, but I am confident that we will get through this. thanks for your supportive words."
Falin feels the pangs of hunger begin to creep into his consciousness. He falls to the ground with a pain that wracks his body in convulsions. He fights with every being of his soul... (Control Shape skill check to resist change DC 25. Rolled a 25.)
This time he feels different. He feels more in control of what is happening to him. After a few moments the pain subsides and he is able to catch his breath. He rolls over onto his back and sits up. Letting the blood slowly flow back into his extremities before he stands. After he gets up he forces a smile. "Well, that was a little better than last time." He wipes the sweat from his brow and adds, "I think we should go after the dragon sooner than later. If it comes to it and you are afraid of what I could do to the party then leave me with the elves."
Valdor Monday December 18th, 2006 10:23:53 AM
After spending some relaxing time with Cori, Nick expresses his concern and Valdor replies,"Yes Nick, you are right. Hoever, Falin's condition must be addressed first. We'll have to see how he feels when this is done...if we are successful. Then, if we must go at night, then we will. I, also, think the longer we wait, the more chance for him to be fully recovered, so we need to go get him as soon as possible. You rest up, we'll ned your strength and Alemi's power very soon, my friend."
He moves over to Gunther and says,"If he begins to change, we must detain him and keep him from infecting anyone else. You may be strong enough, I don't know, but know that I am here to help you without injuring him, if you need me. I suggest you cover your arms and hands."
He stretches out his muscles, loosening himself up for what he figures will be an extreme exertion of strength. He covers his arms with some gauntlets and his hands with gloves, feeling guilty for doing it, but wanting no part of being a werewolf himself.
Ve Mundr d20+47=49 d20+52=71 Monday December 18th, 2006 12:18:16 PM
Convinced the plan has solidified to his first impressions, Ve begins his preparations. Shortly, he has a marked off area with candles and and a place for both himself and Falin. He calls Gunther to escort Falin into the circle and then to retreat out of it. His personal book of Domi in one hand and a small vial of myrh in the other, Ve begins. "Please kneel."
Ve traces a triangle of Domi onto his forehead, "Domi Enhance your will." another triangle, inverted and connecting to the first, "Domi be with us all." Ve then encircles the triangles. "Domi Grace you as a hero."
Ve puts the small vial away and looks deep into Falin's eyes and now kneels in front of him. Whispering to the elf, "And now you have the power to free yourself of this curse." With those final words Ve makes holds his hand up and before Falin, eyes still locking with the Emerald Talon.
Ve cast the following: Owl's Wisdom, Prayer, Greater Heroism and finally Break Enchantment. Falin has a +7 save as a result
Knowing instantly if the the breaking fails Ve is prepared to Quicken a Grasping Hand to hold Falin if he changes. [hand attack Hit AC 49 grapple check 71]
K'Nara Monday December 18th, 2006 1:05:03 PM
The leader of the Talons was alarmed at first at the sounds and sight of Falin beginning his transformation--but her heart warmed when he was apparently able to fight the change.
"You can do it, Falin," she told the elf, squeezing him in a quick but powerful hug, "I believe in you." Then K'Nara stood ready to aid Gunther if he needed the extra help.
Falin with second post d20+14=33 Monday December 18th, 2006 2:30:32 PM
Falin takes K'Nara's encouragement as he moves into the marked off area prepared by Ve. He looks at Ve before the begining of the ceremony and tells him, "Thanks for helping me. I hope that someday I can return the favor."
As Ve begins his incantations Falin feel more focused and alert at his surroundings. The with a flash Ve seems to try to draw the beast out of Falin. Falin has a pained looks flow across his as there is a fight between his new personality and the old. With a sigh Falin's old self wins and the beast is expelled from Falin's body.
Brother Bertram Monday December 18th, 2006 7:59:38 PM
Bertram watches intently, worried for his comrade as well as seeine Ve perform a ritual he had never before been privy to.
Mordrid Monday December 18th, 2006 7:59:45 PM
Falin's fit occurrs before Mordrid has a chance to answer Ve's question, however the ranger takes note of he moon's current state to make note of when Falin's fits might occur (for example if it is no longer a full moon).
Gunther Monday December 18th, 2006 11:23:55 PM
Gunther nods at Valdor. Gently grasping Falin's shoulders, Gunther tries to guide him toward the circle. "Falin, ve need to go dis vay. C'mon, I know you can do dis. Ve need you to be strong...ve all do. C'mon...a little farther..." Gunther coaches Falin along, hoping that he won't have to man handle him.
Corialote and Amarth Monday December 18th, 2006 11:29:34 PM
Cori moves off to the side of the camp, though well in view off all the happenings. But before she moves off she makes a simple comment. "If it is called for I will raise a dome of ice around all those helping Falin. That will contain him for awhile and allow you to continue your help...for if he was to get loose he would be lost to the night fast." There is no sign of aggression in her voice but a tinge of concern for all involveed...especially a cousin, though her own skin is black.
She lets her mind wander the deep corridors of her schooling as she prepares for what is to come. Will they be ready for this fight as they belive they will be? It is true that the dragon will have time to heal but that will also use up some of it's powers, thus even physically in perfect condition it will not be so mentally.
Milo Tuesday December 19th, 2006 1:19:28 AM
Milo watches the ritual from a distance, remaining silent all the while.
OOC: Sorry for my absence. A big wind storm knocked us out of electricity until this evening.
Nick Tuesday December 19th, 2006 1:37:11 AM
Nick watches the proceedings surrounding Falin and Ve Mundr intently. he certainly could understand why some of the others were making attempts to protect any exposed flesh, which in turn made him a little apprehensive about Ve. For if Falin lost his grip on the thing that raged inside, then the protector was only a quick lunge away.
Olana Tuesday December 19th, 2006 1:40:38 AM
Olana is figuring to herself that Falin is bearing up pretty well, when he starts to change, and she takes about four involuntary steps back, torn between wanting to help and not wanting toget her head bitten off.
During the ceremony, she's muttering her own prayers. Get it out of him.... get it out...
DM Jan Tuesday December 19th, 2006 2:30:50 AM
((OOC - no worries, folks - hope folk are feeling better and that the power is back on :) ))
The sky is darkening by the time the exorcism of Koshe Marr's legacy given to Falin is completed, and Mordrid can see both of the Wold's moons - perfect circles - rising into the night, which suggests that full moons trigger the effect.
Would there be any after effects of the lycanthrope, now it has been drawn out? Anything belonging to the dark realm of Koshe Marr has a tendency to carve itself into the psyche, and the footsteps of strangeness leave a deep tread. With any profound experience, there are usually subtle, physical signs that attest to the experience, and those who now stand before him already display their own signs - anything from the Gargul sign etched on Bertram's palm, to the glint of steel in Valdor's eye, or the glow on the faces of Milo and Gunther as they look upon their loved ones. Mentally, one suspects there will be a lot of soul searching, and after their pit experience, any one of the Platinums will be able to sympathize with that.
Night time, no longer hindered by dragons and fire and smoke and death, paints a picture of serenity. This part of the Wold (with the obvious exception of the immediate area) seems particularly beautiful - unspoiled, gentle, and out on the lake, shoals of photo-luminescent fish can be seen, glowing beneath the surface as they sweep to and fro. To the east, far in the distance, the high peaks of mountains catch the moonlight.
As for the dragon, it might be worth considering, that if the fight was taken underground, then it wouldn't really matter as to day or night. It was always night down below. A thorough scout of the area would also take weeks.
Teleportation becomes a viable option, if the elves are left behind.
Falin Tuesday December 19th, 2006 3:36:42 AM
Falin colapses to the ground as his body readjusts itself to being just an elf again. As he pushes himself up to stand he is shaking a little. He looks to Ve and mouths a 'thank you'. Although, no sound escapes from his lips. His hair is damp with sweat and he looks a little pale. He walks down to the edge of the water for a moment to compose himself. On his way he gives a reasuring shoulder grasp to those he passes by.
Hopefully none of them would ever have to experience anything like this Falin thinks to himself.
The water feels cool against his skin. His skin was so hot from the ordeal. He splashes his face a few times and takes a few long drinks from the water.
He collects his things and then walks over to K'Nara. "You know I hope this is over with now, but a part of me feels sad over the whole thing. I think deep down I really enjoyed having that power and the abilities I did have." He pauses for a moment and rubs his forhead. "It almost makes me wonder what I would do if I were placed in the situation again. I am scared about what may lie in wait within my heart."
K'Nara notices that Falin's eyes have taken on a shade of yellow. Much like the yellow of the leaves when winter approaches. Just before they become dry and brittle.
Valdor Tuesday December 19th, 2006 10:35:23 AM
Hearing Falin, Valdor says,"I know what you mean, Falin. When in Koshe Marr, I experienced something different, but given powers I hadn't had before. It is nothing more than a deception,however. You have true power in your kinship with your group. Plus, the way of the werewolf is a grisly...and short, life.
You did well, my friend. Get your rest, we will leave when you feel ready. But, only when you are truly ready."
He approaches Ve and says,"You make Domi proud. That took a lot of courage and I admire you for it." Not getting mushy, he pats the cleric on the shoulder and walks off.
Lian Tuesday December 19th, 2006 3:52:35 PM
(Sorry folks, I was in Chris' boat as well, no power since the 15th. Back up for now.)
Lian smiles and looks at Falin. "I knew you could do it."
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 19th, 2006 4:40:05 PM
Bertram relaxes at the completion of the ritual, glad to see his comrade restored to himself. He quickly moved aside and gave Domi thanks for looking over them.
Ve Mundr Tuesday December 19th, 2006 6:54:05 PM
Ve nods to Falin and gives the elf a warm smile and stands. "You did well." he begins moving about the circle and extinguishing the candles when he catches Nick's eye. "Father Nicholas," he begins with a smile, "Oh now come my friend I do not deserve such looks of concern. I was far more protected and prepared than it might have seemed to the naked eye."
Valdor catches him just as the last candle is put away. He accepts the praise and credit for what it is and says nothing to belittle the offer. Ve nods, "Thank you. To the dragon I could attempt a scrying. We know much about him, perhaps enough. If you will give me say an hour I shall be ready."
With that Ve moves off a bit to say a few additional prayers of thanks to Domi that his strength prevailed and to put down the voice again rising in his mind calling him to power and the subjugation of the Wold.
K'Nara Tuesday December 19th, 2006 7:52:33 PM
K'Nara has no reservations about hugging the cured Falin.
"My mother--who is a rather wise woman--often would say 'always share what's in your heart with your friends...if it's good, it blesses all who hear it. If it's bad, then it's a burden better borne by all than by one.' " the blade singer says, then grins. "Now...let's all get some rest and make sure we are prepared to meet Lathiese in the morning."
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday December 19th, 2006 10:51:34 PM
Cori has moved off to the side near the ocean and is now seated in front of a mirror that she has produced from her pants' pocket. It is proped up against a pile of sand that she has set up.
She settles in comfortable as her voice starts the chant that draws her power. Her voice is spoken in the tongue of dragons as she reaches out a finger to touch the mirror lightly with her finger. "Show me our enemy, Lathiese." The last is said with the final intonation of her words of power.
[Greater Scrying - 24 hours - Will DC 32]
Aeralia Tuesday December 19th, 2006 11:03:17 PM
(OOC: Sorry here to for my absense as well. Had work seminars last week, and just haven't had the time since then)
When Mordid asks about her summons, the young sorceress shrugs lightly, not really sure how to explain. "Nothing more then motes of magic to enact force. No shape, no creature, just force. Same realm of magic that most offensive spells and elemental forces normally come from, just less chaotic; more structured."
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Once the moons begin to rise, and Falin begins to experience his events, Aeralia keeps to herself, observing quietly. She mumbles a few things here and there to darker corners, where no one's at, but otherwise doesn't say anything else.
She gives the afflicted elf a silent yet reassuring smile once she catches his eye after his ordeal.
Olana Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:10:19 AM
Olana smiles and gives Falin a hug. "You had us all worried there for a moment, you crazy elf," she says.
As they settle down for the evening, she sits alongside Milo. "So, what's the plan, do you think - apart from you jumping down the dragons throat and cutting your way out?"
Nick Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:30:06 AM
Nick just smiles in reaction to Ve's comment. He knows his friend well enough to fully believe that he was more than ready if things had turned bad. Still...
"I must be turning into the party worrywart in my old age," he replies with a wry grin, and runs a hand over his bald head.
And that brought forth another recollection. Just how dog tired he was. This was getting ridiculous, but after that last fight and the prayers that followed it, Nick was tired, and was finding himself increasingly grateful that the party had decided to rest this night.
Milo Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:41:33 AM
Milo yawns, leaning into Olana, "Then I steal his treasure." The halfling smiles wistfully.
DM Jan d20+25=43 Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:52:14 AM
The night passes quietly apart from 2 separate incidents -
1) Cori concentrates on the mirror before her, and for a moment, the mirror loses its reflection and becomes completely black, as though whatever she is looking at, is surrounding by the complete absence of light. A second later, and the mirror changes abruptly, she she sees her own reflection once more. (Will Save 43)
2) At some point during the night, both Lian and Falin are approached by the elven party, where there appears to be some kind of problem. And where men might have raised voices, or even the occasional fist, here the nuances are more subtle - one or two stony glares being the worst of it. Nevertheless -
"The banisher of lycanthrope says we cannot go to fight this dragon?" asks Al'thra. "Is he asking us to run away?"
Dawn breaks (crunch), accompanied by damp, dewy ground and a flurry of bird song.
Falin d20=15 Wednesday December 20th, 2006 4:47:44 AM
Falin pulls all of the elves together and looks at them. We started with so many. Now there are so few faces... Falin thinks to himself.
In a stern voice Falin tells them, "It was discussed and the Talons and the Plats feel it is in the best interest of the Culverwood if you do not accompany us on this leg of the mission." His countenace then changes to one of compassion and caring.
"We have lost too many of who we set out with. I wish you all to return to the Culverwood. There you will be able to use the experience you have gained here at this battle to further train the younger elves there to fight. Some day we will know a free Culverwood and it will be becasue of the works and deed of all of you. I don't want to see the sacrifice that the others have made go to waste. You are not running away."
He looks directly at Al'thra. "You are not running away. You are ensuring the freedom of our people. And do not forget your experiences here. Especially the bravery and sacrifice that the other races have made."
He pauses for a moment and lets his words sink in. "I am asking you that are left to return to the Culverwood. This is an important task. Return and begin to make arrangements to make a glorious army of the Culverwood. Again, take what you have learned and apply it to the training that your new recruits will need."
OOC: Diplomacy roll 15
Valdor Wednesday December 20th, 2006 10:24:00 AM
Valdor finds Dahlia and asks,"Can you and maybe one or two others scout the area we saw in the vision? Especially the waterfall area? Take my ring to teleport there and be prepared to teleport away. We don't want a fight without all of us there."
Lian Wednesday December 20th, 2006 12:48:33 PM
Lian looks at the elven party, listening and watching. When any fists are raised, his hands glow dimly, not to intimidate but to assure those who throw down will be put down.
Looking at Falin and then the elves, the monk shakes his head. "Here is my opinion. While a free Culverwood is in the brink, I believe those who wish to stay, should stay. But those who wish to guide the next generation should leave and begin that army and tell of the others sacrifices."
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Dahlia Wednesday December 20th, 2006 5:45:08 PM
Looking up at Valdor as he makes his request, the little halfling nods.
How about I take the Talon Milo along. He looks like he can handle himself and might be able to stay out of sight.
When done talking with Valdor, Dahlia approaches Milo and quietly pulls him aside. batting he long eyelashes so that he purple eyes really stand out she asks him a quick question.
"So, you want to have a little fun?"
She then will proceed to explain that Valdor would like a quck reconoiter done of the area that we are about to invade.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 20th, 2006 7:18:49 PM
Bertram sorts his spells in his mind and what magic he can muster if the need arises in fighting this renengade dragon.
Milo Wednesday December 20th, 2006 7:32:24 PM
Like a large cat, Milo spends his morning burrowed up against Olana. He even purrs playfully when roused. However, once he does finally arise, the halfling spends some time stretching and limbering up for whatever the day might bring.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday December 20th, 2006 10:32:34 PM
Cori growls as the mirror starts to show something and then turns back to her own reflection. She packs away the mirror and moves off, but not before scuffing her boot into the pile of sand that she had set up. "Blasted dragons anyways." Her eyes flash with unconcealed anger as she moves back into camp. She wonders about getting a little rest but is not sure what she wants to do...so she seeks out Valdor for a little distraction. Once she finds him she tries to bring back the smile and all but still anger burns in her eyes. "What you up to?"
Amarth has wisely moved off to find a place to get a little rest. When his Mistress gets into one of these moods she can sometimes be a hard one to handle.
Nick Thursday December 21st, 2006 12:13:35 AM
Nick sleeps like a baby, and awakes for his morning prayers refreshed and feeling more like his old self.
"Dahlia, whatever you're about to do, please be careful?"
Olana Thursday December 21st, 2006 12:21:50 AM
While Milo's out limbering and scouting, Olana puts in some archery practice. In her mind, something is brewing, and on more than one occasion, she glances in Mordrid's direction. Up to her experience in Koshe Marr, she'd always been wary, or maybe even a little scared of him. A lot of her perceptions had changed though, recently, and she found herself wondering about something. Maybe when they were done killing this dragon, she'd ask him something. The worst he could do was say 'No,' right?
DM Jan Thursday December 21st, 2006 1:14:26 AM
((OOC - folks, I'm making one or two clumsy assumptions here, but I need to keep things moving. I also realise some of you aren't feeling too good, and/or have the Holiday to get organised, or have power outages. No worries. I'm not going to drop the dragon fight on you over the holiday week, but we could do with heading in that direction so we're ready for it at the start the New Year.
Regular posting ends this Friday, and then we resume on Jan 2nd. I'll play things by ear during the break. If you want to post, please do so.
Also, we'll be having our usual holiday thing in the Giggling Ghost, beginning the eve of the 24th, where you can roll a dice once a day and try for the usual weird and wacky selection of presents from the tree. It's wild, total anarchy, and fun, so join us if you can.))
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While the others are getting through breakfast or morning practice, Dahlia, Milo (and anyone else who wanted in on this trip) borrow Valdor's teleport ring and get a fix on the area near the waterfall.
They arrive on a ledge of smooth, light grey stone and are immediately covered in spray. The falls behind them weave their way down from the mountains, and at this point drop into what looks like a fairly narrow, dark hole. The water's passage obviously shifts underground at this point. There doesn't appear to be a viable entry point underground, unless of course you wanted to get pulverized.
Looking out from the ledge, they can see the lake in the distance below, and a treeline that obscures the camp/battlefield. the water does not re-emerge further down the hill, so it looks as though it flows straight into the lake from underground.
Climbing downward over scrub and limestone, the terrain descends as a series of short plateaus. They look almost like a huge giants set of stairs. These plateaus are pockmarked with holes, where the stone is worn away by the weather. Most of the holes are quite shallow, some are dry, some contain water.
However, one of them is of considerable size, an impressive 25 feet across. The land directly below it and leading down toward the trees and the lake is dry but looks like a stream bed, suggesting that on some occasions perhaps, this hole acts like a blow hole during storms and flooding, allowing water up from underground, and down the hill in a torrent. Going off the growing vegetation, it appears that the immediate area has been dry for quite a while.
The 25 ft hole appears to lead directly down, into rock. A mix of shadow and morning light tells those looking down that it's climbable, with care, and seems to level off about 40 ft down. Anything deeper than that is obscured in darkness. There's a scent coming out of that hole, too, a faint mixture of acidity and something rotting.
The scouting party reports back to camp and tells all.
Meanwhile, the elves appear to be reconciled to staying behind and not joining in the dragon fight. Something has struck a chord, a realization has set in, and Al'thra tells both Lian and Falin in a low voice - "Well, we certainly understand the need for an army."
K'Nara Thursday December 21st, 2006 3:53:46 AM
After her usual pre-dawn session of blade singer training, K'Nara then went to Olana and Mordrid with a question:
"Is there any way to get some sticky sap from the plant life around here? I have an idea that may help out with Lathiese, but I need to coat some scraps of cloth with something that will make them stick fast...to dragon hide..."
Lian Thursday December 21st, 2006 8:04:02 AM
The monk claps Al'thra on the shoulder. "Then be safe. Go now before things heat up."
Ve Mundr Thursday December 21st, 2006 11:07:41 AM
Ve takes a head count of all who are going in the morning and then sits down to pray. The Magic Carpet he kneels upon sits just off the ground and faces into the rising sun. Upon completion Ve goes through a short exercise of his own involving several castings. The air about the Hierophant hums to life and becomes almost plyable as he calls upon the touch of Domi in Strength and in protection. Within an hour he is done and then meets at the breakfast area. Ve has some bread, cheese, wine and fruit in his haversack that he eats while discussions begin.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Mordrid Thursday December 21st, 2006 11:33:29 AM
Mordrid looks toward Olana, as if to say 'hmmm'.
"I think anything dealing with plant life is going to take some time. They either have to drip out or be boiled."
The ranger looks out at the lake and rembers the fish. A fast easy catch, and the gall bladders should do nicely; full of nice sticky icky.
K'nara hears the ranger say, "fish." He rises and grabs a burlap sack; whistling at Gunther's Cat, he motions to join. Spinning around, "Olano, if you think of something better and faster, stop me, please."
Laughing as he heads to the beach,K'nara over hears the ranger saying, "This idea stinks... or at least its going to stink."
The ranger goes about his task as quickly as possible. Once he captures a few fish, he guts them with his hunting knife and removes their gall bladders. Holding the purple sacs up by the intestinal junction, he watches it jiggle like jelly. "That should do."
He returns to K'nara with his find. "These things are full of goo. Should work. Care to share your plan with me?"
The air is rank.
K'Nara Thursday December 21st, 2006 1:48:23 PM
The red-headed blade singer grins at Mordrid.
"Clever." she nods at the gluey stuff yielded by the gall bladders. "Well, THIS is what I have in mind: I have a tunic that I can into about half-a-dozen strips..." She shows the ranger by actually doing so in front of him, and holds up one of the scraps of cloth, now about six inches by twelve inches.
"What I'm thinking of is this: I want to apply gluey stuff to one side of each scrap of cloth, then fold the cloth on itself so that the stickiness stays protected. These cloths would have a Silence spell cast on them--and then some brave soul can possibly unfold the cloth and slap the sticky side onto Lathiese's snout...Silencing the dragon without having to worry about his natural resistence to having the spell cast directly on him." Here K'Nara shrugs fatalistically.
"Of course, the tough part would be having someone get close enough to the dragon to slap the cloth in place without becoming dragon chow...but that's a minor detail..."
Valdor Thursday December 21st, 2006 2:44:37 PM
Valdor spends the evening and night curled up against Cori. He wakes early and goes out into the trees that are left to warm up his muscles. He leaves his armor off and just practices in his pants. He decides to take a dip and watches Mordrid with curiosity.
When K'Nara states her plan, Valdor says,"Well, I'm not sure about the brave part, but crazy would be more like it. I think our blinking halfing would be good for the part. I would do it, but I can't take even one attack off from a dragon. Nor can any of the warriors. We must inflict all the direct heavy damage we can and quickly. One missed attack againsta dragon could mean death to someone. It is a great idea, though."
He goes to Cori, Ingrge, Nick, and Ve before they prepare their spells and says,"We will need water breathing, stoneskins, bears endurance, bulls strength, freedom of movement and acid resistance mostly, I'm guessing. Dispel magics, find traps, fly, and levitate are others that could come in handy. Cori, that teleportation circle was great and could be used when we are finished."
Mordrid Thursday December 21st, 2006 3:38:38 PM
Mordrid responds to K'nara, "Ohhh, well, that's what arrows are for. Why don't you just cast silence on one of my arrows? I'll make sure to put it wherever you want it."
Dahlia / Ingrge Thursday December 21st, 2006 6:07:43 PM
Dahlia almost grins as she hears Valdor call her their blinking halfling and then pipes in.
"Actually I can do one better. I will use my cape and dimension door right onto his back and slap a few of them on him as I run down his back. That way he won't be able to reach them as easily." Mordrid can then use his silence arrows and between the two of them we shold be good to go. I also can use my wand to make us all invisible, even after attacking."
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Ingrge looks up at Valdor as he speaks with his spell suggestions and then responds. "Ok, so which spells do people need and can use. I was thinking haste spells cast on as many of the fighters would be helpful as well. I will also create a telepathic bond between myself, K'nara, Bertram, Olana, Milo, and you Valdor and since you have contact with the other Platinums we will for the most part be in communication. With a second one I could include the rest as well and then we could all communicate, at least for a while. I can assist with the stoneskins as I have 5 such spells memorized currently, though they may not be quite as strong as you are used to. Also in addition I will be using a spectral hand to be casting spell upon some of you during the battle. I will communicte with you just before I cast it so you will be ready.
spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, spectral hand 3rd - Vampiric touch**, clairaudience, water breathing***, haste. 4th - stone skin*****, scrying, bestow curse 5th - rary's telepathic bond**, Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - contingency (in place), greater dispel magic**, true seeing**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Milo Thursday December 21st, 2006 6:47:31 PM
Content to let the more experienced halfling rogue take the foolish risks, Milo sits back quietly, and listens to the plans unfold.
Falin Thursday December 21st, 2006 10:17:46 PM
As the elves make up their mind on what to do Falin looks at them with pride. He felt like a father watching his children leave the house for the first time.
Falin removes his bow from his back and begins to check it for any possible damage. He checks the string and all of the bindings, applying oil where needed. He then takes out his arrows and checks to see that they are all in good shape. He does the same with the rest of his equipment as well. Preparing for what was to come.
K'Nara Friday December 22nd, 2006 1:52:32 AM
K'Nara nods at Mordrid's assertion about being able to place his arrows just so on a dragon.
"You've the experience, I'm sure..." the blade singer concedes, "...and shooting such arrows would be safest--but arrows tend to bounce off dragonhide. However...there's no law that says we can't do both the sticky cloths AND the arrows..."
Falin with second post Friday December 22nd, 2006 8:08:08 AM
Hearing the conversation Falin chimes in, "You could sticky the ends of the arrows. It may be a bit harder to gauge the accuracy, but the arrows would stick to the dragon and it would be safer than getting close to the dragon."
Valdor Friday December 22nd, 2006 11:53:02 AM
Valdor jumps when Dahlia appears out of nowhere and says,"One of these days you're going to give me a heart attack you nut! And the cape was what I was referring to."
He responds to Ingrge with,"Good choices as well. I leave it to you to decide who gets what spells. As for me, I would like stone skin, water breathing, freedom of movement, acid resistance and bears endurance. I have the rest covered."
Ve Mundr Friday December 22nd, 2006 2:04:12 PM
"I remind everyone, especially my fellow spellcasters, that the dragon mya have allies and will likely attempt to disrupt our own spells. To that thought, I think the most powerful of us should cast the Waterbreathing spells. I will carry a quick version of the spell in case the unthinkable occurs. Before casting any personal physical enhancement spells, make sure the target does not already possess a magical item that performs the same task. As a point, any such spell is pointless to place on me."
Olana Friday December 22nd, 2006 2:50:55 PM
Noting that the 'sticky situation' appears to have been covered, Olana asks - "Are we going to be climbing down that hole? How much rope do we need? I have 2 50ft lengths."
If she can find some more around the camp, she'll appropriate it. If she can find torches, she'll grab those, too. Seeing in dim light was all very well, but complete darkness was another matter.
Nick Friday December 22nd, 2006 2:58:20 PM
"I'll hit those who need it with Holy Aura, too," Nick says, adding to the conversation on protection. " And it sounds like water breathing is definitely a must."
DM Jan Friday December 22nd, 2006 3:05:01 PM
The group gear up and get ready for what could be a very nasty encounter. The silver dragon has landed and is perched on a nearby rock, wings folded in.
The elves make ready to leave. There are hugs and looks of determination. The ships are setting sail for the Big Float accross the water. Soon, this place of recent devastation will be reclaimed by the nature surrounding it.
Past the trees, to the east, the foothills and the dragon's lair awaits.
Corialote and Amarth Friday December 22nd, 2006 4:34:36 PM
Cori is up just as soon as Valdor is moving as well. She had not meant to spend so much time resting but it was comfortable and maybe the last chance she had for peace for awhile. She kisses Valdor before he leaves and then moves off to study her own spells.
When Valdor shows up with suggestions she smiles and shakes her head. "I must be able to read your mind." She had been preparing those same spell in the time he was exercising. Laying a hand upon his cheek she cannot help but smile. "Let's make sure they all make it through this." Before he can reply she steals another quick kiss and then moves to his side.
Amarth comes winging in from the few undamaged trees to light on his Mistress's shoulder. He seems well rested if not a little worried. Still he does not seem to be willing to leave his Mistress's side unless for good reason.
Spells*coming*
Lian Friday December 22nd, 2006 4:55:47 PM
The monk stands waiting with nothing much on his mind.
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Brother Bertram Friday December 22nd, 2006 7:23:23 PM
Bertram considers his spells carefully, and listens to what each of the others have available. He will probably end up spending his precious spells more on healing than offense.
K'Nara Friday December 22nd, 2006 7:57:00 PM
"I'm wearing a magic belt that enhances my strength." K'Nara volunteers as information. "But I, too, could use Bear's Endurance, Stone Skin, Freedom of Movement and some acid resistance...oh, as well as the water breathing spell, too."
Falin Saturday December 23rd, 2006 3:53:20 AM
"Everything I have augments my archer abilities. And with the bonus of magiked arrows I should have no problem." He looks back up, "At least I hope I shouldn't have a problem." He says with a smile.
Valdor Saturday December 23rd, 2006 2:34:29 PM
Valdor looks around at the group and smiles. He says aloud so everyone can hear,"It is time to finish what we came to do. We have all worked well together and will need to do so again to defeat this menace. This dragon will be much tougher than those three reds were.
Just a couple of things to remember, hit hard and fast. There can be no hesitation on anyone's part. I will try to draw this dragon's main attacks to myself to give everyone a chance to attack unmolested. Look out for your companions and communicate when something happens. This dragon likes to drown its victims, so it is likely to dive into the water after snatching someone in its mouth. We must be ready to react.
No matter what happens, I am proud to have travelled and fought with you all as my friends. While we may have had a minor disagreement, it is my pleasure to name you all as friends.
Mages and clerics, you will need to cast the shorter duration spells just before combat. Some of the longer lasting spells, we can cast now or when we get to the entrance. I leave it to you to decide what to cast and when. If we succeed, and I believe with all my heart we will, we will find his treasure as a group and get what we can. When he dies, we will need to hurry and do that. Let's go kill this evil monster."
Falin Monday December 25th, 2006 4:30:22 AM
Falin stops what he is doing for a moment and looks to the sky. He squints real hard and then exclaims to everyone else, "Did anyone else see that? I thought I saw something in a sleigh being pulled by some herd animals."
Posting Reports for Monday December 25th, 2006 7:16:49 AM
The Platinum Dragons Game For the week of Dec 18,2006
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan H.-XXXXX Valdore---XXXXXS Mordrid---MOO2O Fr.Nick---OXXXX Dahlia----OOXXO VE Mont---XXOXX Coralot---XXXOX
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Posting Report for Game# 3 The Emeral Talons The week of Dec 18,2006
Lian Monday December 25th, 2006 2:53:31 PM
Lian looks at Falin. "That lycanthropy got to you good my friend. Attled your mind."
"I could use a Haste, Stoneskin and Freedom of Movement as well. Though, anything to improve my defense is always appreciated."
[OOC: I go out for surgery on the 5th and will likely be incognito for a couple of days until I get mobile. I will post prior to the surgery, but I will not post for a couple of days.]
Donna - OOC Monday December 25th, 2006 5:30:50 PM Merry Christmas, everyone!
Ve Mundr Tuesday December 26th, 2006 11:12:04 PM
Ve listens to the discussions and keeps his mouth closed, probably due to all the food he keeps placing into it. He nods a few times, surpresses a smile and a small shake of his head as if some private joke had been told for his ears only, but mostly stares to an unseen distant point and eats and drinks.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Nick Wednesday December 27th, 2006 7:19:47 PM
Nick's thinking is along the same lines as Bertram, being a healer first and foremost. healing and protection. Let the big lions roar, while the clerics did the patching up. It seemed to work. He's intending to cast some form of protection while they're all together, probably at the entrance to the lair.
Olana Wednesday December 27th, 2006 7:21:00 PM
Hopefully having gathered up a reasonable amount of rope, Olana is ready to go. "A stoneskin would be nice," she says as spells are discussed.
DM Jan Wednesday December 27th, 2006 7:49:00 PM
And so, the group ventures forth, eventually arriving at the plateau that contains the entrance to the dragon's lair.
Up here in the foothills, the air is cool and the breeze is strong. In the distance below, the group can see the three ships sailing outward onto the lake, accompanied by fish of some kind that leap in and out of the water.
Behind the plateau to the east, the ground rises further, eventually becoming mountains of some size. Mordrid and Olana both see tracks leading further up, as if heading for these mountains. They're big, human; not those of the groups earlier scouting party. The barbarians perhaps? Those who had elected to explore this land further?
As for the plateau itself - a shelf of pale rock approx 60ft square, it is pockmarked with small depressions, and everyone must watch their step. At the approximate centre lies the 25 ft diameter large hole. Tiny plants are clinging to it's edges and part way down. It's walls look knobbly and climbable, and after a 40ft drop, it seems to level off and become hidden in gloom. At the edge of the hole, the scent of acid and rot wafts up from below
Milo Thursday December 28th, 2006 3:15:30 AM
Milo peers down into the hole with a look of lesser enthusiasm. With a deep sigh, the halfling quickly changes out his boots of speed, placing them in his haversack, for slippers of spider climb. "If nobody minds, I think I'll have a quick look down the hole."
Valdor(Cloak of Arachnid) Thursday December 28th, 2006 11:30:35 AM
Valdor peers over the ledge. He frowns when he smells the awful odors and says quietly,"Now is the time for any long lasting spells. Cori, I'll take a stoneskin, if you don't mind. And whatever other spells will last for a long while. We don't know how long it will be before we fight, so we need to be cautious with our spells, but we don't want to get surprised and not be ready either. He'll know we are coming before we get to him."
Valdor waits for Cori to cast on him, then starts down the side that will turn into the roof at the bottom.
K'Nara Thursday December 28th, 2006 1:57:18 PM
K'Nara makes sure that her earclip was in place and then waited to see if she received the requested spells: Bear's Endurance, Stone Skin, Freedom of Movement, Water Breathing and whatever magic form of acid resistence there may be available.
Falin Thursday December 28th, 2006 11:56:00 PM
Falin looks over the edge and says to no one in particular, "And I stood on the edge and peered in the the Abyss and soon found it peering back at me."
He does one more check to make sure his bow and arrows are good and pulls out 4 rods from his quiver. "These might make the trip down go a little better." He hold them up for everyone, "Immovable rods."
Ve Mundr Friday December 29th, 2006 12:23:47 PM
Ve gazes down the hole with his Darkvision even as Milo begins to dscend. "You know Milo he'll know you are there almost as soon as you pop you head in?" The cleric is sliding on his full faced battle helm even as he says this, but careful eyes spot the hint of a smile. Ve then closes his eyes briefly and holds out his hand in gesture of a group blessing, "Domi bless us, keep with us and allow us all to pursue this foe where ever it may flee. Grant me the wisdom and courage to aid my comrades in thier needs." Looking to Valdor and partially to K'Nara, "I can bless two of us with Freedom of Movement now and at a moments notice grant 2 more the same if the need arises. Before we go down we really need to set our roles in this combat. Mine, will be between the two of you, Valdor and K`Nara, which I assume will be directly before the creatures maw."
[Cast Water Breathing Everyone 2hr 50min per person CL 22] [Cast Status x2 Everyone 22 hours each] [Cast Daylight on my Shield CL 22] [Cast Protection Energy Acid on Cori, Father Nicholas, Aerlia. Duration 220 minutes]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs
Valdor Friday December 29th, 2006 2:52:23 PM
Valdor replies to Ve,"No, she won't be right there. I will take the head and the brunt of it. His main attack is to bite and drag under water. I will survive longer if he does use that attack. It's not demeaning of her abilities, but I can simply handle more punishment. I won't put you or Mordrid up there either. You guys need to kill him while he attacks me."
K'Nara Friday December 29th, 2006 6:45:07 PM
"Well..." K'Nara says in an aggrieved tone, "...I happened to survive getting chewed up by a red dragon, Valdor...I daresay I could likely survive getting nipped by a black dragon..." However, her mock angst is dispelled by a grin and a wink.
"If you believe you're better equipped, I'll not argue." she says amiably. "Mostly because I truly don't feel like becoming another dragon snack again..."
Lian Saturday December 30th, 2006 10:44:41 AM
The monk smiles, looks at Milo, then at Olana. "Um, bait. But a mere morsel." He says with a wink.
Valdor Sunday December 31st, 2006 2:27:32 AM
Valdor says over his shoulder as he's climbing,"Oh, I don't doubt you, but if those reds were working for the black, he's probably much worse. Besides, my paternal instincts are kicking in these days. And with us soon retiring, it will humor this old man to be in front of possibly his last dragon. Of course, any time you face a dragon, it could be your last time, I suppose. Anyway, you are soon to be celebrated and elevated to Dragons, and how would it look if your group showed up and you were dead? And while I was with you, no less?! See, this way, if I get caught, you will have saved me. I like that story."
He's glad he's down a few feet, as his eyes water up at some of those thoughts.
Lian d20+20=31 d20+10=25 Monday January 1st, 2007 11:54:19 AM
The monk waits, on edge and vigilante.
(Listen 31, Spot 25)
Ve Mundr Monday January 1st, 2007 1:10:27 PM
Ve takes out his Carpet of Flying and stands upon it as it lowers him at the same rate of Valdor's climbing. "Very Well, K`nara will not be there and I will be standing next to you in front of the dragon while the rest encircled it and cut him down."
Aeralia Monday January 1st, 2007 10:26:43 PM
Aeralia follows along silently, doing as she's told.
If asked about spells and enhancements, she states she's no ability for such things, but has a few scrolls she might supply if they'd be needed. (OOC: Waterbreathing, Fly, Non-Detection, Mage Armor and Shield being ones offered if the offer is persued)
Once it seems like they are close to battle, she'll retrieve two scrolls from a case at her hip, and quietly recites the written magics, forming protections upon herself.
As preperation continues, the young sorceress remains her quiet self, with an expression of worry and doubt on her face, and a slight shake in her knees.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Cast Mage Armor and Shield from scrolls once they are read to descend.
Aeralia Monday January 1st, 2007 10:26:43 PM
Aeralia follows along silently, doing as she's told.
If asked about spells and enhancements, she states she's no ability for such things, but has a few scrolls she might supply if they'd be needed. (OOC: Waterbreathing, Fly, Non-Detection, Mage Armor and Shield being ones offered if the offer is persued)
Once it seems like they are close to battle, she'll retrieve two scrolls from a case at her hip, and quietly recites the written magics, forming protections upon herself.
As preperation continues, the young sorceress remains her quiet self, with an expression of worry and doubt on her face, and a slight shake in her knees.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Cast Mage Armor and Shield from scrolls once they are read to descend.
Mordrid Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 1:03:42 PM
Mordrid, standing up top, waits to see if everyone can get safely down before he himself places his ring of feather fall on. Then taking the big step, he floats downward; using the immovable rods when needed.
"I guess we're just going right on in then?"
Lian Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 5:40:38 PM
The monk prepares to cast his set of spells.
"If anyone has a Stoneskin, Spell Resistance or Holy Aura, I'll accept them happily." :)
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Brother Bertram Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 6:11:46 PM
Bertram moves over to Lian and murmurs a few words to Domi, a glow enveloping Lian for a moment then fading slowly. "There you go Friend Lian."
(Stoneskin)
Milo Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 8:51:07 PM
Milo glances back toward the gathered heroes, and smiles grimly, "Ve... I expect that he knows I'm here now. That doesn't change what I plan to do to him." The halfling rogue displays a feral grin before proceeding further down the hole, crouched up against the inside of the wall.
Ingrge / Dahlia Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 10:17:23 PM
Dahlia looks around at every one and ocne again asks if anyone else would like to have a greater invisibility spell placed upon them.
***
Ingrge looks around looking at whomever asked for spells and casts them on whomever asks for them.
4 Stoneskins (130)
After casting the stoneskins he casts the following spells touching each party member in turn as needed.
3 water breathing (These three spells will allow the entire party water breathing for 4 hours) 2 Rary's telepathic bond spells (whole party communication for 130 minutes)
spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, spectral hand 3rd - Vampiric touch**, clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - stone skin*(4used), scrying, bestow curse 5th - rary's telepathic bond(2 used), Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - contingency (in place), greater dispel magic**, true seeing**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 10:35:04 PM
Cori nods her head as they start to prepare for the coming fight. She moves around the group adding what little protection that she has to those that she chooses. Two of her spells are powerful enough to effect the whole group before they start to break up. "I also have the ability to increase the chance for extra damage...anyone interested?" She will apply keen to anyone's weapon that can make use of it. "Once we all get down there give me a couple of minutes to pump out one last spell that will make life easier for the whole group." She intends to cast a haste spell that will allow a lot of the fighter and others looking for damage to move faster.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 48 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes]
Nick Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 12:43:18 AM
Peering gingerly down the hole and wrinkling his nose for a moment, Nick then clears his throat softly and begins an incantation, gathering power from that given to him by the blessed Alemi, until those around him, and in need of the spell feel it's protective aura settle on their shoulders.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Cat's Grace; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 12:50:53 AM
K'Nara quaffs a potion of Cat's Grace and thanks the spellcasters for their additional protection spells.
"Are we all prepared, then?" the blade singer asks aloud, looking to see if there's anything or anyone they'd forgotten. Then she adds: "I'd think that Milo may benefit best from that Greater Invisibility...him or Ingrge..."
Once all the spells stop flying, K'Nara descends using Falin's offered Rods and/or the rope as needed.
Olana Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 12:56:58 AM
Olana braces herself before descending into the dark hole, taking on the spells offered.
"All this will make my hair curl," she says with a grim smile, before thanking Ingrge, Cori, Nick and Aeralia.
She then watches Milo dexcend into the gloom for a moment, before lodging her grappling hook in a crevice and climbing down via rope. She's tempted to say "Race you," to Falin, on the way down, but instead she just smiles.
Falin Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 1:29:10 AM
Falin looks on as everyone preparres themselves for what miight lay ahead. He waits until the others have descended and then follows behind. Using the rods and keeping them with him when he gets to the bottom. Never can be to sure when you might need one of these things.
DM Jan Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 1:31:10 AM
(( Welcome back everyone! Hope you all had a good holiday break :) ))
The group make their way down into the gloom, some floating gracefully, others climbing nimbly, some collecting a few scratches on the way down as climbing is obviously not their forte.
During the descent, the smell increases in potency, catching in the back of the throat, perhaps making one wonder just exactly what's down here.
Milo is the first to land on the tunnel floor, followed shortly by the others. Straight ahead is a high arch of darkness and the sound of dripping water. However, the downward angle of the tunnel floor is a little more apparent than perhaps it should be, for there is a slight glow ahead, that dances slightly. Those with low light vision will recognize that it is distant torch light coming around from a bend in the distance, maybe 80 feet away. Odd? Maybe.
The tunnel ceiling looks to be about thirty feet high.
((OOC - combat mode, if you would be so kind, folks - HPs, AC and spells in the header.))
Mordrid AC 37 / HP 231 (Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:49:48 AM
Upon landing, the ranger casts 'protection from acid' on himself. (I will cast more on the following rounds)
The ranger, with movement left, decides to consume a potion of 'water breathing'.
With a thumb over his shoulder, he signals to Cori that he would like a keen spell on the arrows in his quiver. (Will that stack with the arrow's current +5 enhancement? If not don't bother)
Loud enough for the others to hear, yet soft enough not to reverberate down the cave, "Don't cast invisibility on me. We need a rally point, and the dragon will need someone to focus on."
"Before we advance, let's get some more spells up." DM, if allowed the time he will cast : detect snares and pits, cats grace, bears endurance, resist acid on two others, dark vision and freedom of movement.
[spell lvl 1: detect snares and pits / resist energy acid / resist energy acid / resist energy acid. spell lvl 2: cat's grace / bears endurance / protection from acid / protection from fire. spell lvl 3: dark vision 60', water walk, water walk, greater magic fang +5. spell lvl 4: freedom of movement, freedom of movement, freedom of movement.]
Ve Mundr AC 45 HP 235 SR 34 Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 1:09:55 PM
Ve lands but remains on the carpet. During the dscent he casts Spell Resistance on Father Nicholas, Aerlia, Cori and himself. SR 34 He then places Freedom of Movement on Himself and Valdor.
"Looking at Mordrid and then at Valdor, "Mordrid, The dragon will have a focus point in me and Valdor." Ve shield throws the light of day all around him and with that beacon he moves to take the lead and close about 30' to the bobbing light ahead.
[Cast Water Breathing Everyone 2hr 50min per person CL 22] [Cast Status x2 Everyone 22 hours each] [Cast Daylight on my Shield CL 22] [Cast Protection Energy Acid on Cori, Father Nicholas, Aerlia. Duration 220 minutes]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Cat's Grace; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 4:10:31 PM
"I'll only be needing Freedom of Movement." K'Nara lets the ranger know, eyeing the route. "I want to stick close enough to you, though, to cast Silence on your arrows, seeing as how your aim seems the best."
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 103 Bless Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 7:37:53 PM
Bertram murmurs a quick Blessing over everyone and then brushes his hand over the gems he has prepared for the upcoming battle hoping they can help.
(OOC Everyone is Blessed for what good it will do hehe)
Milo (AC 29, hp 96) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 8:33:31 PM
Once he hits the ground, Milo changes out his slippers in favor of boots of speed, replacing the slippers into his haversack. Then remembering his first wrestling match with the dragon, "If someone has a spare freedom of movement, I'd like that very much."
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 10:58:57 PM
It occurs to Nick while scrambling down the hole, and on seeing Mordrid glide downward that perhaps a featherfall spell might have been appropriate. Still, no sense in using up something just to seem a little less clumsy.
As the group move in, he tries to keep at the centre of it, so as to be close for healing purposes.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace) d20+16=28 d20+17=27 Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:08:53 PM
Olana narrows her eyes, concentrating on what lies ahead, as the group start into the tunnel.
SPOT dc 28 LISTEN dc 27
DM Jan Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:51:01 PM
The group makes final preparations and starts to head down the tunnel. Shadow shrinks back abruptly as Ve's lighted shield pushes forward. The tunnel now appears ahead as almost cylindrical and grey-walled.
As for that light ahead - the group come across a torch laying on the ground. Was it left there to light the way? Or dropped unintentionally? The way leads on down, with slight twists and turns. In places, the walls seem moist, and the temperature levels off to a standard 50 degrees.
Suddenly, a sharp bellow of pain - "AAARGH!" can be heard from further underground.
((OOC - I'll send out a map tomorrow.))
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:56:08 PM
Valdor, literally buzzing with magical energies has an almost bewildered look in his eyes. He says quietly to Ve,"I feel like I am floating with all these spells going. We need to be ready to counter a Dispel Magic, in case he is ready."
He turns to Aerelia and asks,"Will you be able to cast that Wall of Force, should he breathe down this tunnel at us? It would really be good to have that ready, if you can."
He then says quietly,"Dahlia, you and Milo take the point and watch for traps. Ve, K'Nara, Gunther, and myself will come next. Mordrid, you, Nick, and Bertram have the rear. The others fall in between K'Nara and Mordrid. We need to keep a little distance between us, maybe five feet per group, just in case the ground falls out from under us all. We can't just rush in, but we can't waste these spells, either, so let's move. Mordrid, keep an eye out above us and behind us, my brother."
He turns to Cori just before moving and mouths and smiles. It's a smile of contentment, that his heart after so many years, is at peace. No troubles line his face now, just peace. He blows her a kiss and then turns back and nods to Dahlia.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Thursday January 4th, 2007 12:36:52 AM
The smell of acid in the air is strong enough that Falin swears he can taste it in his mouth. Falin draws his bow and readies an arrow. Nothing good can come of this he thinks to himself. If things start to get dicey he will have to get off as many arrows as quickly as possible. He couldn't do alot of damage, but he was sure it could be annoying to whatever he fired upon. He stays near the rear to one side to try to get the cleanest shot possible.
Falin will pick up the torch and extinguish it. Placing it in his quiver he continues with the group.
Mordrid AC 37 / HP 231 (Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing) Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:21:08 AM
The ranger responds to Ve, "I have a reputation for turning the heads of dragons."
Mordrid casts freedom of movement on K'Nara.
Lian (hps114, AC37)Stoneskin,bear's endurance,bull's strength Thursday January 4th, 2007 1:02:21 PM
After scream, Lian looks at Knara and Valdor. "I'm going. Any suggests?"
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 262/263; arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency Thursday January 4th, 2007 5:41:28 PM
Ingrge casts his 5 stone skin spells on Bertram, Mordrid, Falin Milo and himself. (all add an additional 130 hps) and then casts a few more odds and ends as he makes his way down with the rest of the group. placing himself in the second group so he can effectively reach bothe ends of the group, Ingrge walks along staff in hand. Using his unusual eyesight, Ingrge scans the passage and the cave for anything out of the ordinary. doing his best to ignore those that are accompanying him. Once at the bottom he contacts Mordrid and Valdor though hte link and then uses his spectral hand to cast two more spells placing true seeing upon Mordrid and Valdor (130 rounds)
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Vampiric touch**, clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 480 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 480 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 130 rounds water breathing - 7 hours status - 22 hours stone skin - 1300 rounds
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire Thursday January 4th, 2007 5:55:22 PM
Dahlia locates Milo and moves up front with him, taking the left side of the passage leaving him with the right. So Milo would you like to be invisible? As she waits for an answer she swallows a small vial of liquid and then looks back at her skulking partner offering him a small vial of liquid. Or perhaps you would like to be able to breathe fire three times over the next hour?
At Valdor's signal she looks over at Milo and starts off at a careful pace.
Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 48 rounds Status - 13,200 rounds water breating - 3600 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 600 rounds
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 103 Bless Thursday January 4th, 2007 7:44:20 PM
Bertram takes a couple of the gems into his off hand, wanting to be ready to aid how he can.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Thursday January 4th, 2007 7:54:41 PM
K'Nara nods her thanks to Mordrid and deftly unsheathes her bastard sword from its customary home on her back.
"After you..?" she asks him with a twinkle in her eye.
Milo (AC 29, hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Thursday January 4th, 2007 8:07:25 PM
"Thank you Ingrge, that will come in handy I'm sure." Stepping to the front with Dahlia, "I'm not sure that it will help me to be invisible... though breathing fire might be a nice surprise for the beastie." Milo takes the vial of liquid and drinks it down quickly as he moves, eyes wide for trouble, assuming Dahlia is near since he cannot see her.
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from aci Thursday January 4th, 2007 10:57:21 PM
Cori moves over to stand near Mordrid but instead of touching the arrows she touches his bow instead. "Your bow now has a better chance of scoring you extra damage in the fight." She then pulls out another spell that will leave the whole group hopping.
She moves ever so slowly to Valdor and taking his head in her hands kisses him solidly on the mouth. After a couple of minutes she pulls away. "That is for luck." Her cloak swishes as she moves off and starts to prepare for the countering of a dragon.
Amarth perched upon his Mistress's shoulder has been quiet during all of this and you get the feeling that he maybe a little scared. Cori's hand comes up several times to touch and scratch his head lightly.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 48 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes] [keen(Mordrid): - doubles critical] [extended haste(everyone): 48 rounds]
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:22:12 PM
Nick frowns as he hears the scream coming from somewhere ahead.
"Has someone beaten us to the punch?" he asks incredulously.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace) Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:23:59 PM
Olana pulls an arrow to her bow as she sees some of the others move forward.
"Careful!" she hisses. "It could be a trap!"
DM Jan Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:40:42 PM
The group get into formation and advance.
Dahlia and Milo are perhaps a little disappointed initially, as there are no traps, no pits, no funny business whatsoever. It's just a plain old tunnel with the sound of someone screaming at the end of it.
The tunnel floor flattens out, and the ceiling begins to rise abruptly, as though there is a cavern beyond.
However, the way forward is blocked - filled with a HUGE mass of deep purple, undulating skin. Right here the scent of acid and rot gives way to something more earthy. For here is a monster of some size - a gargantuan purple worm.
The entire group arrive just in time to see it swallow what looks like one of the barbarian warriors from the now-defunct Iron Fist!
((OOC - I sent out the map tonight. If anyone out there hasn't got it, put your email address in with your post and I'll send it on.))
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) Friday January 5th, 2007 12:09:49 AM
Valdor whispers to Cori,"I don't believe in luck. But, if it makes you kiss me like that, I could start believing...be careful."
Upon seeing the worm, Valdor says,"Keep your eyes open for that dragon. This is probably his pet and it's a decoy. One of you spellcasters light up the ceiling and as far back in the chamber as you can! Everyone spread out to the sides of it and let's finish it quick, before the dragon shows up. If anyone still lacks protections, speak up now to one of the spellcasters!"
He moves around to the left of the worm they are facing, but stays a few feet away until he can get all his attacks off. As he moves, he looks around and up at the cavern with his new true seeing to see if the dragon is invisible and hiding.
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+40=47 d20+35=55 d20+30=32 d20+40=51 d20+40=51 d8+5=7 d8+5=6 d8+5=11 d8+5=11 d8+5=6 Friday January 5th, 2007 12:53:26 AM I hope I got everything right. I have never had so many spells placed on me before
At the sight of the worm Falin sharply exhales. It was so much larger than any of the stories he had ever heard. "I hate the color purple on a worm." Falin says as he lets arrows fly on target.
AC 47 HP 7 AC 55 HP 6 AC 32 HP 11 AC 51 HP 11 AC 51 HP 6
Lian (hps114, AC37)Stoneskin,bear's endurance,bull's strength Friday January 5th, 2007 6:29:34 AM
The monk's hands begin glowing green and he waits for a signal. He is glab that he didn't charge full into this tunnel.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
(OOC: I have surgery in 4 hours, so I will be out for a couple of days and will not be posting.)
Nellie Friday January 5th, 2007 8:12:04 AM
Sorry for missing out lately...took a trip to AZ and had no internet access. Will try and post tonight.
Mordrid AC 39 / HP 231(361) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless) Friday January 5th, 2007 11:51:04 AM
[Casting Cat's Grace]
Earlier: To Valdor, "Yes brother, I will have my eyes peeled."
Current: "Ve, I believe this abomination before us is easily blinded. It is worth a try."
"Fighters hold up. I've seen what these things can do. The caster's spells will do little against the dragon, so now would be a good time to let them fire things up against the worm."
The ranger looks behind to see if there are any shadows in the light emitted down the sink hole (entrance), and for a moment the ranger's mind wonders back to Korrig in prison.
Ve Mundr AC 45 (50 with Combat expertise) HP 235 SR 34 d20+6=8 d20+12=13 Friday January 5th, 2007 12:48:05 PM
Ve frowns, though none can see his look under the full helmet, at the sight before him. "I can do little in that regard Mordrid, but what I can do is try to keep those other men from getting killed." With Valdor moving left and keeping out of striking range, Ve heads straight in. Keeping on the balls of his feet he sidesteps rapidly as he closes trying to not allow the worm an attack of opportunity. He is not so successful [Tumble 8] Ve's course takes him to where the barbarians are making thier stand. His glowing hammer in hand and the cry of Domi on his lips, the Protector attacks.
Take under wing all within 10' gain +5 AC. Combat Expertise adds +5 to my AC Hit AC 13 nat 1 miss
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min
Aeralia (AC20, HP 50/50, Mage Armor, Shield, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Water Breathing, Rary's Telepathic Bond, Holy Aura, Spell Resistance, Invisibility) Friday January 5th, 2007 1:01:24 PM
Aeralia nods briefly when Valdor mentions to be ready to counter, then again when he asks her about her wall. "Which would you prefer me be ready for?" she questions, likely expecting it to be the wall. Once her task is assigned, she'll quickly conceal herself with invisibility, and try to stay as observant as possible, ready to erect a wall of force, should she think the need it.
She takes a few steps back as they come upon the worm, glancing about and keeping an eye out around and behind them for the dragon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Readying an action to cast a wall of force between the party and enemy should the dragon (or possibly worm?) is detected and using a breath weapon.
Active Spells: Mage Armor (5998 rnds) Shield (Oriented in Front) (99 rnds) Invisibility (100 rnds) Bear's Endurance (480 rnds) Bull's Strength (480 rnds) Water Breathing (2400 rnds) Rary's telepathic bond (1300 rnds) Holy Aura (???) Spell Resistance - 34 (???)
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Friday January 5th, 2007 4:48:31 PM
K'Nara heeds the words of Mordrid while keeping her grip on her sword.
"Ingrge...got something for the worm to chew on...besides barbarian..?" she asks the weapon mage with a smile.
SteveH Friday January 5th, 2007 5:09:15 PM
(OOC:Everyone should have Bear's Endurance and Bull's Strength...don't forget to add the extra hit points and modify your to hits!!!!!)
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) Friday January 5th, 2007 11:26:31 PM
Valdor replies to Aerelia,"The wall spell should be on your lips. Maybe Cori or Nick or Ingrge could have the counterspell ready if he casts. As a matter of fact, I would feel better if all three were ready, in case he beats one of them."
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 262/263; arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+17=37 d20+17=37 d20+12=29 d6+8=9 d6+8=11 d6+8=13 d20+15=30 Sunday January 7th, 2007 2:53:00 PM
Ingrge moves forward, a grin on his face, as both K'nara and Mordrid suggest a mage take care of this problem.
"Yeah, Yeah," let's have the mage come up front and dispose of the big bad purple worm."
As he steps forward Ingrge activates the party's wand in his belt and gripping his staff firmly takes two solid swings at the worm discharging a spell through his staff with each strike. (2 Maximized Vampiric touch) AC 37 (Nat 20-crit threat) Ac 37(nat 20) Normal damage 20 points plus 42 vampiric touch. No save SR- 30
AC 29 normal damage 13 points plus 42 vampiric touch. No save SR - 30
Total damage 33 normal + 84 vampiric
As the staff connects and the spells are discharged the worm sems to get quite a bit weaker and Ingrge actually seems appear more buff than usual.
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 480 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 480 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 130 rounds water breathing - 7 hours status - 22 hours stone skin - 1300 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 600 rounds
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire 10d6(6+5+6+5+1+4+1+4+6+2)=40 Sunday January 7th, 2007 2:58:48 PM
A quiet "Oh my." is heard by Milo as they come around the corner and are faced with the large purple monstrosity. Hearing Mordrid's call for mage-like attacks, Dahlia lets go with a lightening bolt square into the beast face/head.
40 points damage - Reflex save DC 23 for 20 points
Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 48 rounds Status - 13,200 rounds water breating - 3600 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 600 rounds
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from aci 5d4(3+3+2+2+4)+1=15 Sunday January 7th, 2007 9:33:52 PM
Cori simply shrugs as she slips a wand out of her pants pocket. She takes a not too particular aim at the thing and five missiles fire from the wand. It is not the most damaging spell but she had planned to pack more spells that would keep people alive than deal damage. "I have a countering spell ready." She adds this last through the earring that she wears and through the spell...if it is in effect upon her.
Amarth is still perched upon her shoulder and seems to be taking this all in stride. He may not look happy but he is still here.
[Remember that Cori put up several spells that will effect the whole group. Please make note of them as they are all useful.]
Gunther Sunday January 7th, 2007 10:58:30 PM
The large warrior shakes his head, dislodging the fog that had filled his head for several hours now. He smiles as several spells empower him...readying him for his ultimate target...the dragon. Gunther stays close to K'nara, watching to see if he might be needed to help with the purple worm.
OOC: Sorry, really don't have time to calculate AC and result of spells right now. Will do in the morning.
Milo (AC 29, hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Sunday January 7th, 2007 11:45:48 PM
Seeing the spellcasters in the group queue up for action, Milo flattens himself against the side of the passageway to get out of their line of fire. Shouting to Dahlia in the gloom, "Lets try and flank this thing!"
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) d20+19=29 d20+14=21 d8+5=12 d8+5=12 Monday January 8th, 2007 12:16:32 AM
Olana stares for a moment at the huge worm in the tunnel, but soon snaps out of it. mordrid was probably right in not dashing off toward it and letting the wizards have first crack at it, but then maybe a couple of arrows in it's hide wouldn't go amiss either. Should be easy enough to hit - size of barn door and all that.
Hits AC 29, 21 for 12 and 12
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Monday January 8th, 2007 12:20:06 AM
Nick moves a little further forward, so he can get into position to help if anything went sadly awry with the worm. The Platinums had been up against one of these things before, he remembers.
Blinking as the spells fly, he looks to see what effect they have.
DM Jan d20+35=43 Monday January 8th, 2007 1:28:57 AM
Faced with the horror before them, the group moves into the attack!
While Valdor, Milo, Bertram, Nick, Gunther, K'nara, Aeralia, Mordrid and Lian move into position or prepare for the next wave, Cori and Dahlia hurls spells into the fray, and both Falin and Olana send arrows flying and embedding into the creature's hide, and Ve Mundr and Ingrge move right in for a direct confrontation.
The lightning spell flashes brightly, lighting up the immediate area, and from his current position, Valdor gets a momentary glimpse of what lies beyond - a sizeable area, a cavern, maybe a large pool and something organic and moving beyond. Hard to say if it was a dragon, or another worm.
The light is dazzling in such confined quarters, giving everyone spots in front of their eyes. It also lights the way behind, and both Mordrid and Aeralia get a good look at the path the group has already taken. It's clear and inviting - the way out.
Ingrge suddenly gets one heck of a kick of positive energy, that make his fingers tingle and his hair stand on end, and an earth-scented miasma surrounds him. he notes that the worm's skin colour has darkened.
Stood close by, Ve's momentum, coupled with the swing of the purple worm's head, has brought him face to face the the creature's open maw. He finds himself close enough to count the beast's teeth - three inner rings of small pointy incisors, and half a dozen large fangs attached to it's jaw. The stench coming from it is overwhelming, especially is the worm opens wide and tries to grab him! (HITS AC 43. Rats!)
The creature's tail is now beginning to snake in from beyond and join in the attack.
((OOC - welcome back, Nellie, and Jay I hope your surgery went well.))
Posting Report for Monday January 8th, 2007 5:23:55 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons For the week of Jan 1,2007
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan H-OXXXX Valdor---OOOX2 Modrid---OXXXX Fr.Nick--OXOXOS Dahlia---OXOXOS VE Mont--XOXOX Coralote-OXOXOS
Adm Ceil - What can I say they tried!
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Posting Reports for The Emeral Talons Game # 3 For the week of Jan 1,2007
Lian (hps114, AC37-2+1)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person Monday January 8th, 2007 6:04:52 AM
The monk dives into a pant pocket, retrieves a scroll of Enlarge Person and casts it.
His hands continue to glow green. The green light is lighting his grim face.
Dodging worm.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
(OOC: Initial out-patient surgery went well, but now there are developing complications. Low grade fever and some increasing pain which are common for this particular procedure. Will keep you informed.)
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+40=52 d20+35=44 d20+30=43 d20+40=43 d20+40=41 d8+5=10 d8+5=7 d8+5=10 d8+5=7 d8+5=7 Monday January 8th, 2007 7:14:26 AM
Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth Falin fires into the gullet of the creature as his mouth is open.
Using Dire Shot
AC 52 HP 21 AC 44 HP 7 AC 43 HP 10 AC 43 HP 7 AC 41 HP 7
Arrows Count Normal 25 +5 25 Wood Tipped 20
Gunther (AC37, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Barkskin +3 Monday January 8th, 2007 12:05:36 PM
As he waits to see how he is needed for combat, Gunther fishes out a potion and drinks it down. He grins as his skin becomes rough and hard.
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 47/48 rounds? Barkskin 60min
Please let me know if any other spells were cast on Gunther.
(Holy Aura and Bull's Strength that I know of. Also, there are several Stoneskins and Prot from Acid's, Water Breathing and Freedom of Movement spells left, I believe-SteveH)
Ve Mundr AC 51 with Combat expertise HP 235 SR 34 d20+19=38 d20+14=18 d20+8=20 d20+4=17 d20+19=26 d8+10=16 d8+10=13 d8+10=11 d8+10=17 d8+10=15 Monday January 8th, 2007 4:56:49 PM
Ve spins away from the worm's maw as it closes on him and then attacks continuing to protect those about him and using his knowledge of combat. His real job was not to take down the worm, merely keep the stupid creatures' attention. The adamantine hammer whips through the air in quick passing swipes. As the blessed weapon passes through armor, many apparent misses actually strike home. Blessed by the spell of haste, all 5 strikes land.
[Hammer is Brilliant Weapon and ignores Armor Hit AC 38/18/20/17 Haste att 26 Dmg 16/13/11/17/15]
Take under wing all within 10' gain +5 AC. Combat Expertise adds +5 to my AC
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 47 rounds
Mordrid AC 39 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) d20=15 d20=1 d20=19 d20=12 d20=4 d20=4 d8+15=16 d6=5 Monday January 8th, 2007 6:15:48 PM
From the rear of the party... can we get any shots off?
Let me know and I will attack with a full flight. (+ 5 flaming arrows with keen)
[Shot 1: 15 roll + 45 = AC 60. Damage 16 + 5 flame = 21 total damage.]
[Shot 2: 1 roll = miss]
[Shot 3: 19 roll + 45 = AC...
more to come
Milo (AC 30, 31 v. the worm, hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp, haste) d20+21=31 d20+23=35 6d6(1+3+3+6+3+2)=18 d4+4=8 2d6(1+6)=7 Monday January 8th, 2007 8:01:52 PM
As Ve steps in for the attack, Milo sees his opportunity to strike. Clicking his heels to activate his books, Milo tumbles into the room to flank opposite Ve, and strikes at the creature's soft underbelly. (OOC: Tumble check DC 31 to avoid the attack of opportunity. Hit AC 35 for 26 hit points damage, 33 if the creature is evil. The worm is Milo's dodge buddy.)
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire 10d6(2+4+3+3+2+2+3+2+1+4)=26 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:15:30 PM
Moving around to the opposite side Dahlia let's fly with another lightening bolt.
26 points damage reflex DC 23 for 13.
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 346/346; arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+15=29 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:20:47 PM
Feeling the rush of positve energy flow through him Ingrge focuses on the worm again aiming high so as to ensure that he doesn't catch any of his comrades in his spell, Ingrge lets fly with a maximizex cone of cold.
78 points damage - reflex DC 28 for 39 points SR 29
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold*, wall of force, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 480 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 480 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 130 rounds water breathing - 7 hours status - 22 hours stone skin - 1300 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 600 rou
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+29=42 d10+14=21 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:51:22 PM
"Way to go, Ingrge!" K'Nara notes with a grin. "Milo's having some fun, too. Just wish we got here before the worm had barbarian for breakfast." The blade singer follows on the heels of Milo, swinging her sword as she charges.
(OOC: charging, K'Nara's attack hits AC42 for 21hp damage.)
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) d20+25=38 d20+37=53 d20+37=54 d20+36=48 d20+32=51 d20+32=49 d20+31=41 d20+27=33 d20+26=39 d20+22=28 d20+21=40 d20+21=33 d12+16=21 d12+16=22 d12+15=20 d12+16=24 d12+16=28 d12+15=18 d12+16=22 d12+15=25 d12+16=25 d12+15=22 d12+15=16 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:52:06 PM
Valdor says loudly into his earpiece,"Ve, you just can't go rushing into relationships like that. Kissing on the first date, before you've even been introduced properly...whoa!"
He was going to stay out of the way and watch to insure the dragon didn't catch them unaware, but seeing the tail coming and Ve almost getting swallowed, well, enough is enough. Htumbles the few feet separating him from the worm and attacks, his swords glittering in the torchlight, weaving and striking with deadly efficiency and brutal strength.
(AC53, poss crit AC54, AC48, AC51, poss crit AC49, AC41, AC33, AC39, AC 28, AC40, poss crit AC33 for 21, 22, 20, 24, 28, 18, 22, 25, 25, 22, 16 Sorry Jan, I would total it, but I'm unsure of which attacks hit)
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from aci 5d4(1+3+3+2+2)+1=12 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:59:38 PM
Cori just grins as she brings the wand to bear again upon the worm. "Well it's no dragon but a good warm-up." She is just glad that she had her goggles pulled over her eyes with that last flash, though it still hurt. Another fives missiles of pure magic swerve to slam into the large worm.
[Just noticed that I should have added another 4 damage to last times, magic missiles.]
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 2:14:40 AM
Olana is taking aim, ready to fire another round, when before her, Lian grows into a giant, limiting her view, and when the lightning blasts forth again -
"Can't see a danged thing," she mutters grumpily, lowering her bow.
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 2:18:03 AM
Nick steps closer, in order to get within touching range of anyone engaging in melee and maybe getting their arm bitten off. He watches closely, wincing slightly at the damage the beast is taking. Well, it was blocking the passage...
DM Jan Tuesday January 9th, 2007 2:46:39 AM 'Second date, no tongue!' (HellBoy)
Once again, the tunnel erupts with light, looking not unlike a mid winter halfling party in Dirt City (after one of them invented something called 'fyre werks'. General consensus on the discovery - they'll never catch on.) All the missiles, lightning, blasts of cold and whirling blades leave nothing for those at the back to get their teeth into - although Falin's arrows sail majestically past Lian's left ear, the rings of teeth, and straight into the creature's gullet, embedding in the grey-lilac flesh beyond. (Mordrid saves his arrows?)
Close up, Ingrge, Milo, K'Nara, Valdor and Ve get a whiff of the smell coming out of the creature's split apart insides, which is a delightful mixture of a slaughter house and rather strong-smelling mushrooms.
And in amongst all this dead purple meat, it appears that someone - one of the human barbarians - is trying to claw his way out.
The way is now partially cleared to enter the cavern beyond. There's a feeling of cavernous size in there, and there are sounds, something big crawling or sliding closer. Something shifts in the gloom - but it's hard to see anything beyond 20 ft or so other than dark shapes and a inky glint of water.
Gunther (AC41, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3 Tuesday January 9th, 2007 8:36:21 AM
Watching K'nara and Valdor move in for the kill, Gunther is more than a little disapointed to find that the stupid thing is dead before he can even engage it. Still...their was that noise in the tunnel... Gunther turns to K'nara. "Miss K'nara, vould you like for me to fly over dis ting and see vat's on de oder side, or would you rather your humble orc set about clearing a path for the others?" Gunther winks mischieviously as he awaits K'nara's instruction. It's been so long since he got to wade into worm guts that he almost hopes she'll give the order to clear the way.
OOC:Thanks Steve H!!
Jan, if it's ok, I'm going to assume that Gunther had the buff spells cast on him during the prep time, since that's what he would have done if his stupid human hadn't gone off and abandoned him. ;)
((~~Jan~~ Janelle, that's fine. Gunther was around when all the spells were cast.))
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 46/48 rounds? Holy Aura Stoneskin Protection from Acid Water Breathing-7 hours Freedom of Movement-220 min. Barkskin 60min
Lian (hps114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person Tuesday January 9th, 2007 12:00:50 PM
The monk moves foward (it seems as if someone is staring daggers into the back of his head!) and positions (if he can), into a flank with someone (anyone).
Nevermind. Its dead. He shakes his head and begins muttering heatedly. The large elf begins pacing, hands glowing. He glances at KNara, his eyes large and feiry as if he wanted to say something.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 5:50:06 PM
Seeing, and hearing, movement beyond the worm, Valdor pulls out his torch with continual light cast upon it and tosses it about twenty feet into the cavern and easily scales the worm with his cloak active. He moves carefully to get a look at whatever is behind the worm before making any quick movements.
Ve Mundr Tuesday January 9th, 2007 6:21:23 PM
DM Reminder Ve has Daylight on his shield, 60 radius.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 7:38:00 PM
K'Nara's hacking becomes slightly more refined as she suddenly realizes that there's someone still relatively alive inside the big beasty.
"Gunther, if you go--BE CAREFUL." she says over her shoulder. "Dragons can see VERY well in the dark!" Then she turns her full attention towards trying to help whoever is trying to get out of the worm to actually get out.
Milo (AC 29 hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 10:02:23 PM
Milo joins in to help K'nara cut survivors out of the worm's gullet.
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance Tuesday January 9th, 2007 11:50:40 PM
Falin moves forward with the rest of the group to check things out. Getting closer to the worm Falin says while covering his mouth, "I sure am glad that I don't have my hightened sense of smell anymore."
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid] Wednesday January 10th, 2007 12:29:46 AM
Cori moves off to the side and away from the main body of the group. She does not want to put herself in line for a large attack upon the large group that seems to start to gather together. She shakes her head and wonders how some will fair if an area attack comes real soon. "I wish there was not all this light...then at least I could see better." She is still not totally use to the light of the outside and the light being used to illuminate the cave is enough to set off her sensitive eys.
Amarth stays perched upon her shoulder as she moves to see if there is a way around the worm and to the other side. Both have a spell ready to be used at a moments notice and both know it.
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 235 SR 34 Wednesday January 10th, 2007 10:59:18 AM
The worm dies under the massive assault and Ve sees a few others already working to free any survivors. If any of the other barbarians are about he points back the way they came, "You should get yourselves out. This is the lair of a terribly powerful Dragon and that was a mere minor pet to it."
That said, Ve moves around the worm and further into the cave to allow his Daylight spell to reveal as much as it can. The cavern was enormous to be sure, but at least for the nearest 60' everyone could see quite well. "Valdor?" he whispers back into the earpiece. Really you need to trust me, I do know what I am doing, but your concern is touching." His voice is a bit light and the small chuckle quite evident. Ve then touches his chest, "Domi grant us courage and touch our hearts." [Cast Bless radius affect 40' shoudl be everyone]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 45 rounds Bless 22 min
Aeralia (AC20, HP 50/50, Mage Armor, Shield, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Water Breathing, Rary's Telepathic Bond, Holy Aura, Spell Resistance, Invisibility) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 12:34:02 PM
Aeralia continues to remain towards the back of the group, observant and ready to cast should the dragon reveal itself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Readying an action to cast a wall of force between the party and enemy should the dragon be detected and using a breath weapon.
Active Spells: Mage Armor (5996 rnds) Shield (Oriented in Front) (97 rnds) Invisibility (98 rnds) Bear's Endurance (478 rnds) Bull's Strength (478 rnds) Water Breathing (2398 rnds) Rary's telepathic bond (1298 rnds) Holy Aura (???) Spell Resistance - 34 (???)
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 1:38:21 PM
Olana steps up toward the dead worm, her hands still on her bow and on guard while some of the others hack away at the dead worm's flesh.
"What lies beyond, can anyone see?"
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 1:40:22 PM
"Blessed Alemi," whispers Nick as Milo and K'nara attempt to rescue those swallowed by the worm. He'll be ready to heal anyone who survives.
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