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PrP: Buried Demons

2016-01-29T17:44:52Z

Arlean: Created page with " This was a relatively short-lead contract, like so many of them are. A group of gobbers have managed to, using explosive devices, entrap a group of what they claim are demon..."

This was a relatively short-lead contract, like so many of them are. A group of gobbers have managed to, using explosive devices, entrap a group of what they claim are demons inside a trash pile in the middle of Goblintown.

True to their word, when you arrive on the scene, there's a massive trash pile at the mouth of a rather narrow (10') alleyway that smells much of fire, brimstone, and other explosives in addition to burnt trash. The resulting smell is less than lovely, but one gobber, festooned with artificer trappings that look to be cobble more of scrap metal than real inventions, dances around you happily as he surveys the wreckage. "Worked beautifully! Just as expected, and they can't get out at all!"

Leaving out that he neglected to include enough explosive to remove them from this plane of existence, of course.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Free RP."

Cool blue eyes glitter radiantly from within the simple steel visor gazing out at the jumble of wreckage. "Inefficient," Thanix comments noncommitally, "But such is to be expected. However-- you are to be commended. There is a distinct lack of collateral destruction."

Not that he could tell. It *is* a junkpile.

"I detect no visual signs of danger," the 'Forged continues, "However, caution is advised. Direct me when we are ready to proceed."

The smell is pungent, and the quarters are close, and at the other end of the alley, an artifice-festooned Arvek leans against the wall, smoking a cigarette and peering at the smoking wreckage. "...Question," says Sully, hefting the device on his back, and taking a slow drag from his cigarette. "If you had boom enough to trap em... Why didn't you just kill 'em? Wouldn't've been much more as you'd needed."

Ah the smell of explosives. One sildanyari rubs her face and shakes her head. "Probably didn't think of it." She says as she looks at the gobber. "So it's up to us to blast this thing out of existence...right?" She says looking at her fingers.

Kailin armors up and hustles over to Goblintown, weaving through the people on the street as he goes, calling out warnings for people to beware of the charging bardarian. When he arrives on the spot he is forced to recoil from the smell and he turns back around once he has properly prepared himself for what they need to fight in. He gives a raise of his hand to the others and greets, "Hail and well met," just slightly out of breath.

He quickly surveys the situation and spins his lengthy hammer in his hands, holding it behind his back. "If we're here then we're meant to go in and take them out ourselves, I presume. Killing demons... anything special I should know? This'll be a first for me."

<OOC> Aldean says, "Knowledge: The Planes if you have it. That covers knowledge of demons. Those of you with bard levels may use bardic knowledge."
<OOC> Thanix says, "Nothing here."
<OOC> Vasya has Breadth of Experience....so...this'll look odd.
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
GAME: Vasya rolls 1d20+2+2: (7)+2+2: 11
GAME: Kailin rolls 3: (8)+3: 11
<OOC> Aldean says, "Anyone else?"
<OOC> Sully shakes, demons are nor artifice or spells. XD

''You paged Vasya with 'Demons are past your experience. You know of them, but little more.'''
''You paged Kailin with 'Demons are past your experience. You know of them, but little more.'''

For a moment, the gobber simply stands, staring blankly at the cig-smoking hob. His mouth flaps open, then shuts, then opens again, not unlike a fish out of water. "You're the heroes, right? I'm just an inventor! I'm sure you can handle it without any trouble at all!" And with that, he turns tail and makes to dash back down the street and into a ramshackle building a little further down, leaving the lot of you to stare at the trash pile.

Demons aren't something that any of you have a lot of experience with.

"Can't ask a gobber to invent an earth-shattering kboom?" Sully grunts, pushing off the wall and unslinging what once might have been a lute, that has since seen terrible, horrifying atreatment in the scrap pit of a machanic's shop. Tuning one of the strings and striking a note, then nodding in satisfaction, he glances up at the rest of the party. "So who wants to kick over the anthill?"

<OOC> Aldean says, "Right now, you guys are looking at a big, burnt pile of garbage that only a gobber could manage to create with such effective skill -- it's about 10' high and 15' across, obscuring a lot of the side of the building it leans on."

Thanix glances back, waiting until the goblin civilian has scampered away. "My primary purpose is the protection and defense of all sentients," the Warforged states practically, turning back to the pile of steaming scrap. Broad arms extend, hand shifting with a series of internal metal clicks. Faint whining sounds as thick fingers flatten, fold into each other. Locking together, the two solid hands form into spade like attachments, hard anhd strong in the light.

"Rotation complete," Thanix says, striding forward. "Recovery and removal project engaged. Please beware of sharp and/or hot metal." With that, the golem slams a metal spade-fist into the pile, hefting the first of the crumbling residue with a tortured squeal.

Kailin looks between the others and without any extra information coming forth he just nods and looks back towards the pile of trash. "Alright... So just go in and hit them like we would anything else. I've heard all kind of things about demons, so I guess I'll see what turns out to be true..." He starts forward towards the big pile of trash and says, "With all this stuff in the way, they can't get out, but we can't get in. But I'd prefer not just taking it all down." He motions towards the wall it leans against, "I suggest we clear away only what we need to get in. We don't want any to get away through extra space."

"Smart thinkin'," Sully says, nodding to Kailin as he sticks the small roll of tobacco back into his mouth. "Won't hurt to block the door, though. Oi, Big Iron. Dig in an' hold still a second." Flicking a few switches on his iron-shelled gauntlets, the boxes on his back come alive with a hum more felt in the back of the teeth than heard. His fingers slider over the strings of his instrument for a second, and then the Arvek taps his foot to pick up a rhythm... And his hands move.

What surges out of the speakers could be a battle march in the Hells, or a war chant heard in the Plane of Fire. Heavy, stompy, yet still musical in its rough way; *Dun, dun, du-dun-dun! DAdaDAdaDAdaDAda daa-dun-dun!* With each repetition, vibrations shudder through Thanix, increading the War Golem's size, his mass, and most importantly, his strength.

GAME: Sully casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 2 DC: 14

"That should work I guess." Vasya doesn't sound too sure of herself, but she's never faced a demon before. Is that fortunate? Not really, because she has no experience in facing a demon. but then Sully begins to play something so deep that Vasya's eyes WIDEN into saucers and she watches Sully play!

The Warforged intones without inflection, working with a steam-shovel's relentless preseverence. "A wise course of action. Guiding excavation course to acknowledge directive: one entry, to avoid allowing escaping enemies." He hefts a long bar of smoldering wood, pausing as the Arvek unleashes his musical storm. Bright eyes flare with the added strength, myometic fibers incrasing, curling tighter. Power flases and surges through the mechnika, and spade-fingers dig into the wood with a snap of splinters.

"Power boost, acknowledged," Thanix replies, nodding after. My thanks. Proceeding with excavation." Dig and smash and ***CRUNCH*** and dig. "--beware of rusted holy metal. It is rather sharp."

Kailin looks to begin taking up a war chant of his own, but is distracted by the music that Sully plays and he turns in his direction, inspecting the artificer in surprise. "That certainly is an amazing device..." He's lost for a moment in that contraption, looking back and forth between Sully and Thanix, seeing the similarities between it and his bardic spells. "I've never seen a contraption quite like that before. Not one that utilizes the song... My respect, sir." He nods as his deep voice rumbles the words to Sully, distracted from the garbage pile for the moment.

Beneath the Arvek's Stetson, a wide smile full of uneven teeth flashes. "You ain't been in a mechanic's shop, buddy. That's got a music, same as your stages and bards. Just a little heavier, is all."

Some of the massive pile threatens to turn into a scrap avalanche, but hangs instead off of twisted pieces of metal and broken wood scraps. A banana peel dangles off the end of one particularly long wooden beam at the far side. It's precarious, as Thanix digs into the pile, but it holds, and before long, three ... things ... that resemble nothing so much as blobs of putrid flesh crawl out of the pile with surprising quickness.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Aldean has dropped a TIMESTOP!
Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Aldean to instruct you further.
For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.
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GAME: Thanix rolls initiative: 10 + 1 = 11
GAME: Vasya rolls initiative: 6 + 7 = 13
GAME: You roll initiative for Dretch1: Roll: 20 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 20
GAME: You roll initiative for Dretch2: Roll: 5 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 5
GAME: You roll initiative for Dretch3: Roll: 20 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 20
GAME: Sully rolls initiative: 8 + 2 = 10
GAME: Kailin rolls initiative: 3 + 2 = 5
<OOC> Thanix says, "Initiative should be 10; -1 due to Enlarge Person."
GAME: Thanix's initiative total changed to 10.

===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
20 Dretch3
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20 Dretch1
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13 Vasya 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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10 Sully 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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10 Thanix 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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5 Dretch2
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5 Kailin 3
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<OOC> Aldean says, "Done."
GAME: Vasya refreshes spells.
GAME: You damaged Thanix for -100 points. 38 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Sully for -100 points. 20 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Kailin for -100 points. 38 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Vasya for -100 points. 30 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Done."
GAME: Kailin refreshes spells.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 20.
It is now Dretch3's turn! Dretch1 is next!
<OOC> Thanix says, "BRING IT ON. :|"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Everyone, Fortitude save please. This is a poison effect."
<OOC> Vasya gets a +2 bonus.
GAME: Vasya rolls fort+2: (14)+4+2: 20
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll it :)"
GAME: Thanix rolls fort: (11)+7: 18
GAME: Sully rolls fort: (10)+6: 16
GAME: Kailin rolls fortitude: (13)+6: 19
<OOC> Thanix says, "Add +4 to mine-- Constructed. Total is 22 vs poison."
<OOC> Aldean says, "EVeryone's fine, I'll pose to tell you what happened in a sec."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d100: (68): 68

For supposed blobs of flesh, whatever these are, they're pretty fast. One crawls atop the wreckage, a noxious green cloud emerging from every pore of sickly gray-green skin in a noxious brown cloud that quickly spreads to cover the trash pile and the area where the party stands. The smell makes a gobber farting contest after a bean soup dinner smell like a bouquet of flowers, but all of you manage to steel your stomachs and withstand the smell ... for now.

The other one stomps its blob-like feet as it crawls to a different side of the trash pile and appears to be attempting to ... dance? Nothing happens, though.

''DM Note: The "dancing" is a skin for an attempt to summon. All of these attempts fail. Thanks, dice.''

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 20.
It is now Dretch1's turn! Vasya is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 13.
It is now Vasya's turn! Sully is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Vasya ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Vasya."
GAME: Note Stinking cloud DC13 active added to Dretch3.
<OOC> Vasya says, "Hmm....are they all on the ground? Sorta?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "One's still in the trash pile, hasn't moved yet. One's close to t he ground, the other one is standing about 5' off the ground on the trash pile."
<OOC> Aldean says, "So ... 2/3?"
<OOC> Vasya says, "hmm.....so Entangle wouldn't affect all of them."
<OOC> Vasya says, "plus it'd cause a bit of a mess. So, Magic missile."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Which one?"
<OOC> Vasya says, "aiming for the one who's dancing, if I can see him."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yup, you can!"
<OOC> Vasya says, "Then I do that."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll damage."
GAME: Vasya casts Magic Missile. Caster Level: 4 DC: 15
GAME: Vasya rolls 2d4+2: (5)+2: 7
<OOC> Aldean says, "You hurt it! Roll damage."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Er, pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 10.
It is now Sully's turn! Thanix is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Sully ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Sully."
<OOC> Sully snrk. XD Deathray the wounded dancing blob.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Go for it. What type of effect is that?"
<OOC> Sully says, "Standard, so electricity damage."
<OOC> Sully is but a L2 Art. :(
GAME: Sully rolls ranged: (10)+3: 13

Making a bit of a face, Vasya actually holds her breath for a......very long time as the poison cloud goes on by. Once it does, she notices the dretch dancing. She snaps her fingers and simply says 'Magic missile' to make to bolts fly out and hit the dretch. They hurt it. "There's one that's dancing, Take it out."

<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. It's immune. Does nothing. Pose it."
<OOC> Sully says, "Daw."
<OOC> Aldean says, "It hits, but doesn't do any damage."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 10.
It is now Thanix's turn! Dretch2 is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Thanix ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thanix."

The roiling cloud of funk sets Sully's nose flaring, and his mustache curls up in the middle, his chin somehow managing to jut out even further. Spitting onto the floor of the alley, the Arvek slips from the martial stomp to a smooth, brightly jagged squeal of sound, a small bulb at the end of his instrument flaring alight and launching a thin arc of lightning at the wounded creature... which splashes against its flesh, to no appreciable effect. "...Well, shit."

<OOC> Thanix says, "Engage dancer-- draw and attack with two-handed blade."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll to hit."
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+6: (4)+6: 10
<OOC> Aldean says, "You miss, sorry. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 5.
It is now Dretch2's turn! Kailin is next!

"Alert," rings out the booming basso voice of the Warforged. "Enemies detected! Unknown entities-- identified threats. Designated as Targets One, Two, and Three." Thanix simply tosses the twisted brass plate he was moving aside, hands reforming to three-fingered normal in heartbeats. Steam jets in a hiss from his back as one hand curves over the shoulder; a faint thrum pipes as clamps along his back disengage, and the 'forged whirls a heavy zweihander blade before him. He strides forward towards the dancer, sharp blade menacing.

"Acknowledge target," Thanix says mechanikally, both hands taking the handle of his weapon as he lifts-- and swings down with a bone-shattering crunch! "Result: ineffective. Readjusting optikal sapphire."

GAME: Aldean rolls 1d100: (69): 69

A bit further inside the trash pile, the final blob lifts appendages that might be feet, beginning to dance similarly to its fellow. The activity doesn't appear to have an appreciable effect for this one either.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 5.
It is now Kailin's turn! Dretch3 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin!"
<OOC> Kailin says, "Moving to engage Dretch 2 with power attack (an cleave if possible). I have a reach weapon so if I can reach two, I'll position myself to do so."
<OOC> Aldean says, "The one inside the trash pile? You can; it's difficult terrain and you'll provoke AoO from 3, is that okay?"
<OOC> Kailin says, "I'll try to tumble through."
<OOC> Aldean checks one thing.
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Roll Acrobatics."
GAME: Kailin rolls perform/dance: (13)+10: 23
<OOC> Kailin says, "Versatile performance for that."
<OOC> Aldean nods. You pull it off! Attack #2 with power attack?
GAME: Kailin rolls melee-2: (8)+10+-2: 16
<OOC> Aldean says, "You hit, roll damage."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Any special qualities on your weapon?"
GAME: Kailin rolls 1d12+9+6: (11)+9+6: 26
<OOC> Kailin says, "Nah. Nuthin yet."
<OOC> Aldean whistles. WOW. You killed it.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: dretch2 removed from initiative list.
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 20.
It is now Dretch3's turn! Dretch1 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "EVeryone please make me another Fort save."
<OOC> Vasya says, "another poison effect?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're still in the cloud."
<OOC> Vasya says, "K"
GAME: Thanix rolls Fort+4: (11)+7+4: 22
GAME: Vasya rolls fort+2: (4)+4+2: 10
GAME: Sully rolls fort: (10)+6: 16
GAME: Kailin rolls fortitude: (15)+6: 21

Kailin spins back towards the trash pile as the dretches emerge and breaks into a run towards the trash pile immediately flipping and tumbling his way around towards one of the undulating blobs. He aerials onto the trash and as he lands his long hammer swings out, using the momentum. It comes out in an overhead arc blazing in towards the ground andslams in, hammerside first as all the force of the blow splatters it wide apart. He lets out a roar as he does so, his head shooting back and his voice carrying into the air.

<OOC> Aldean says, "EVeryone but Vasya's okay; Vasya, you're nauseated."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4+1: (4)+1: 5
GAME: Note Nauseated -- 5 rounds after cloud added to Vasya.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d100: (88): 88
<OOC> Aldean says, "Ha."
<OOC> Aldean hold on one sec....
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (4)+4: 8
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (3)+4: 7
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (11)+4: 15
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| Name | Race | Class |E Lev| CHP | HP | AC |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Kailin |GIANTBORN |Bbn/Bard | 5 | 38 | 38 | 19 | 23 | 6 | 5 | 2 |
|Sully |HOBGOBLIN |Art | 2 | 20 | 20 | 16 | 15 | 6 | 5 | 1 |
|Thanix |WAR_GOLEM |Ftr | 3 | 38 | 38 | 20 | 18 | 7 | 2 | 1 |
|Vasya |WILD_ELF |Sor | 4 | 30 | 30 | 14 | 16 | 4 | 5 | 7 |
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The other two look around as bits of their buddy splatter all over them, and all over Kailin and his weapon both, and their eyes widen. The one on the trash pile begins dancing as well, to similar (read: no) effect. The other, however, stops dancing entirely as it is confronted with a large hunk of metal wielding a sword bigger than it is! Instead, its blobby hands, sporting surprisingly sharp claws on the ends, whip towards Thanix, followed by sharp teeth and foul-smelling breath. All three scrape hopelessly off the wargolem's armor, with a horrific SKREEEEE noise that isn't remotely musical and is closer in sound to a feedback loop on a speaker.

The cloud the first one created is beginning to dissipate,but the foul smell lingers still.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 20.
It is now Dretch1's turn! Vasya is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 13.
It is now Vasya's turn! Sully is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Vasya."
<OOC> Vasya says, "all I can do is move away from the battle."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 10.
It is now Sully's turn! Thanix is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Sully."

The poison cloud finally gets to Vasya, and she doubles over in pain. She groans a bit, but moves to a wall that keeps her mostly hidden...and hopefully out of the cloud.

<OOC> Sully says, "Pop Titan Armor for Strength, move in and TITANFISTBUMP Dretch3."
GAME: Sully activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str
<OOC> Aldean says, "Okie. Roll to hit."
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (8)+5: 13
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (20)+5: 25 (THREAT)
<OOC> Sully says, "That is heartening. :D"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Two hits from TFB?"
<OOC> Sully says, "Two slam attacks, yas."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll to confirm."
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (4)+5: 9
<OOC> Aldean says, "First one misses."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Second is a normal hit."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll damage."
GAME: Sully rolls 1d8+4: (3)+4: 7
<OOC> Sully says, "It's still a hit! :B"
<OOC> Aldean says, "It is! ANd you hurt it, but not as much as you think you should. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 10.
It is now Thanix's turn! Kailin is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thanix."
<OOC> Thanix says, "Attack Dretch #1."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+8: (1)+8: 9 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Thanix says, "FAIL"
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 5.
It is now Kailin's turn! Dretch3 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You can reach and flank either of the other two."

Thanix returns the monster's dreadful attack, hammer and tongs-- or claws and savagely massive blade. Wrenching the weapon from its cleaved divot in the ground, the Warforged whirls it up again-- up and into a vicious side-cutting arc. "Engage Target 3 atop the rubble," Thanix calls. "I shall attend momentarily." Out and across comes the slashing blade; back and away the giggling obtuse monstrosity flows, then back again for more!

<OOC> Kailin says, "I'll go at whichever one is dancing."
<OOC> Aldean says, "3."
<OOC> Kailin says, "Flank and power attack."
<OOC> Aldean says, "ROll to hit."
GAME: Kailin rolls melee+2-2: (3)+10+2+-2: 13

Seeing that the lightning had no effect whatsoever, Sully decides to sling the guitar. Slamming his iron-shelled fists together, the Arvek lurches into a heavy, stompy run, plates of iron and steel, glowing fiery-red at the seams sliding down and locking into place over his arms. As he arrive at his destination, he swings both hands around in a vicious sideways arc that clips the blob of demonic flesh, gouging a neat line into its rubbery body.

<OOC> Aldean says, "You are flanking with Sully."
<OOC> Kailin says, "I added it. :-("
<OOC> Aldean says, "Miss, Kailin. Pose it."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 20.
It is now Dretch3's turn! Dretch1 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Dretch3 goes after SUlly."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (6)+4: 10
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (5)+4: 9
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (5)+4: 9
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| Name | Race | Class |E Lev| CHP | HP | AC |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Kailin |GIANTBORN |Bbn/Bard | 5 | 38 | 38 | 19 | 23 | 6 | 5 | 2 |
|Sully |HOBGOBLIN |Art | 2 | 20 | 20 | 16 | 17 | 6 | 5 | 1 |
|Thanix |WAR_GOLEM |Ftr | 3 | 38 | 38 | 20 | 18 | 7 | 2 | 1 |
|Vasya |WILD_ELF |Sor | 4 | 30 | 30 | 14 | 16 | 4 | 5 | 7 |
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<OOC> Aldean says, "And fails at life."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Dretch 1 goes after Thanix"
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (10)+4: 14
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (2)+4: 6
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (15)+4: 19
<OOC> Thanix says, "AC: 20"
<OOC> Aldean says, "And close but no kewpie doll. Warforged has got some good armor."
<OOC> Thanix, unstoppable.
<OOC> Aldean waits for poses to catch up.

Kailin whirls on his hand, his legs flairing out from beneath him as he pounces upwards and spins towards one of the other dretches. Opposite of the artificer, Kailin slashes horizontally at the creature but the flesh flattens and Kailin's weight causes the pile of garbage to shift downward. His swing goes wide, zipping just above its target and Kailin growls in frustration at the conditions of this particular fight. He struggles to get his feet back under solid footing before the thing can lurch in his direction.

The two blob creatures take aim at Sully and Thanix with nasty, befouled clawed hands and sharp teeth, but neither finds purchase -- Sully's foe is simply not anywhere near his target, while Thanix's foe leaves another deep but cosmetic scrape across the warforged armor without doing any damage.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 20.
It is now Dretch1's turn! Vasya is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 13.
It is now Vasya's turn! Sully is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Vasya, you're tryin to get your stomach to behave. Cloud dissipated, by the by, only lasts two rounds."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Any action you want to take?"
<OOC> Vasya says, "I'm still nauseated though, aren't I?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Five rounds"
<OOC> Vasya says, "Then I stay out of the area."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
<OOC> Aldean says, "That it/"
<OOC> Vasya says, "Yup."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 10.
It is now Sully's turn! Thanix is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Sully."
<OOC> Sully says, "I have a blob to smash. Ergo, I must smash. QED."

Still unable to make her stomach behave, Vasya actually pukes on the ground, but stays out of the way....

<OOC> Aldean says, "ROll the bones."
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (8)+5: 13
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (15)+5: 20
<OOC> Aldean says, "Second hits! Roll damage ."
<OOC> Sully says, "...THat's 15 and 22 with flanking."
<OOC> Sully derp't.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Then both hit"
GAME: Sully rolls 1d8+4+1d8+4: (2)+4+(7)+4: 17
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're damaging it! They're really resistant, though."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're getting there, though. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 10.
It is now Thanix's turn! Kailin is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thanix."
<OOC> Thanix says, "Power attack #1-- Furious Focus."
<OOC> Aldean says, "KK."
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+8: (1)+8: 9 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Thanix says, "Keeping it occupied. As it should be."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 5.
It is now Kailin's turn! Dretch3 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin."
<OOC> Kailin says, "Smash at three again with power attack."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll it."
GAME: Kailin rolls melee-2+2: (19)+10+-2+2: 29
<OOC> Aldean says, "That'll hit! Damage."
GAME: Kailin rolls 1d12+9+6: (3)+9+6: 18

The 'Forged's blade scrapes along a chunk of iron bar; sparks fly in screeching counterpoint as the metal warrior advances relentlessly. Blade to claw, the battle rages on-- neither gaining the upper hand just yet.

Still, it is only a matter of time...

<OOC> Aldean says, "That takes three out. Pose it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Wait for Sully."

For a moment, Sully can only stare, pityingly, at the flabby little demon's attempt to hurt him. Shaking his head, he raises both fists high above his head, artifice motors whining and magicite-lit seams glowing hot. "Almost ain't fun..." With a resounding crash, both gauntlets slam atop the creature, causing it to bounce a good few feet in the air, dropping back to earth in wide-eyed bemusement. "....Almost."

GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 20.
It is now Dretch3's turn! Dretch1 is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 20.
It is now Dretch1's turn! Vasya is next!
GAME: dretch3 removed from initiative list.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (1)+4: 5 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (10)+4: 14
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4: (1)+4: 5 (EPIC FAIL)

Kailin steadies himself on the mound of garbage, realizing that it was his power which caused his footing to slip benath such an unstable surface. Still, he is determined to continue along that path, his weapon arcing diagonally again at the dretch after an agile flip to his left which should not be possible for a man his size. The weapon pummels the fleshy creature and it explodes into fleshy pieces. He turns away at the last second as the pieces scatter and wipes away what splatters onto his red mithril breastplate. "These things are certainly from hell. It is a service to send them back..."

As another one splatters across Sully and Kailin alike, the final one looks around him in fear, and looks like he's thinking about backing away ... but instead feebly waves a set of claws in Thanix's general direction. It does nothing.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 13.
It is now Vasya's turn! Sully is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Four left, Vasya."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Want to do anything?"
<OOC> Vasya is still throwing up.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 10.
It is now Sully's turn! Thanix is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Sully."

Vasya still puking near the wall. ugh. will the smell of the poison ever end? Doesn't feel like it.

<OOC> Sully says, "Flank with Thanix and relieve him of the burdn of his pattycake partner."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hahaha okay."
<OOC> Aldean says, "ROll it."
GAME: Sully rolls melee+2: (2)+5+2: 9
GAME: Sully rolls melee+2: (6)+5+2: 13
<OOC> Sully says, "ffff"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Or not. This thing is slippery."
<OOC> Sully says, "OKAY SO THIS IS THE CHOSEN DRETCH."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 10.
It is now Thanix's turn! Kailin is next!
<OOC> Thanix says, "Again-- PA #1!"
<OOC> Sully says, "Also Thanix, are you adding your strength bonus from being embiggened?"
<OOC> Thanix says, "I am, but it is cancelle by -1 for size."
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+8: (16)+8: 24
<OOC> Aldean says, "BOOM. Roll damage."
GAME: Thanix rolls 3d6+7: (11)+7: 18

"What is ''taking'' so long, Big Iron?" Sully says, slipping past the acrobatic Kailin to slam his artifice-powered fists into... the garbage pile. Twice. "....Oh. Slippery bastard."

<OOC> Aldean says, "Squish.,"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+22: (14)+22: 36
<OOC> Aldean says, "When Thanix has posed, everyone give me a perception check."
<OOC> Aldean says, "That includes you, Vasya."
GAME: Sully rolls perception: (1)+6: 7 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Sully snrk.
GAME: Kailin rolls perception: (15)+6: 21
<OOC> Vasya is waiting for the pose. XD
GAME: Vasya rolls perception: (1)+4: 5 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Vasya XD
<OOC> Aldean says, "You smell puke."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You hear puke. You see puke."
GAME: Thanix rolls Perception: (3)+1: 4
GAME: dretch1 removed from initiative list.
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK, Thanix, pose."
<OOC> Thanix grrr. Lost it-- on moment.

A final lash-- this time, held for the few seconds as Sully's fist send bits of garbage and iron leaping. Calculating-- checking-- slicing.

The zweihander comes down up and over, and with a gooey, sludgy *crunch*, the demon ends its planewards days bisectedly.

"Awaiting your presence," Thanix replies nonchalantly, withdrawing hios blade form the gooed demon.

Vasya finally comes out of her hiding place, shaking a little bit. She unsteadily walks her way over to one of the dretches...
And pukes on it.
"Next time.......fart somewhere else."

<OOC> Kailin says, "All I see and hear is puke too?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're not catching anything, no."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You see and hear a bit more than that,but you're not catching anything."
<OOC> Kailin nods.
GAME: Sully deactivates his Titan Armor.
GAME: You clear initiatives.
GAME: Aldean has cleared initiatives.
GAME: You roll initiative for Slimy Skinny Demon: Roll: 13 + Bonus: 5 = Total: 18

"Better make sure there ain't nothin' left," Sully mutters, backing away slowly from the lawn-sprinkler that is Vasya. "If that was all of it, there wouldn't be no reason for this much fuss."

Without warning, the world is suddenly shrouded in darkness. Those without darkvision will see nothing; Kailin can hear footsteps of something clawed approaching.

''DM's note: This pose is actually in error based on a misremembered functioning of the Darkness spell. I correct this later in the sequence. --Aldean-player''

<OOC> Aldean XD +initm, all of you. This is a surprise round.
GAME: Sully rolls initiative: 11 + 2 = 13

Kailin looks around as the last of the demons are taken down and he gives a quick flip off of the garbage pile. "We're clear. That's the last of them." He nods confidently and whips his huge hammer onto his shoulder. He tosses back his dreaded hair and begins to speak again when there's darkness. "Cancel that..."

GAME: Thanix rolls initiative: 3 + 1 = 4
GAME: Kailin rolls initiative: 20 + 2 = 22
<OOC> Vasya says, "really?"
GAME: Vasya rolls initiative: 1 + 7 = 8
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes. There was something watching and you guys didn't notice."
<OOC> Thanix should have Init of 3. Enlarge still in effect.
GAME: Thanix's initiative total changed to 3.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Done."
<OOC> Aldean says, "That was the surprise round; this round is a normal round."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 22.
It is now Kailin's turn! Slimy Skinny Demon is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin. Do you have darkvision? I'm sorry, I hadn't looked at all."
<OOC> Kailin says, "No, just low light."
<OOC> Thanix has Darkvision.
<OOC> Sully <3 Darkvision.
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. You can't see."
<OOC> Aldean says, "What do you want to do?"
<OOC> Kailin says, "Tumble backwards, get to a clear open space away from the direction I heard the clawed footsteps."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Tumbling not needed but you can only move at half speed."
<OOC> Kailin says, "Tumbling is always needed!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hahaha. OK, twinkletoes. I won't make you roll for it, how's that? :D Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 18.
It is now Slimy Skinny Demon's turn! Sully is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (1): 1
===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
22 Kailin 3
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>> 18 Slimy Skinny De 1 <<
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13 Sully 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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8 Vasya 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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3 Thanix 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+12: (13)+12: 25
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+12: (14)+12: 26
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+12: (7)+12: 19
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d6+5+2d6: (1)+5+(6): 12
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d6+5: (1)+5: 6
GAME: You damaged Thanix for 18 points. 20 remaining.

Kelvin swings his hammer off of his shoulder and gives a swipe in front of him as he darts backwards. The swipe clears the space in front of him while he hits the ground and rolls up to a crouching position away from the clawed footsteps. "Footsteps! Claws!" He calls out in the darkness and doesn't know how widespread the sudden darkness is. "I can't see!" His allies needed to know his condition so they could know they wouldn't be able to count on him.

Without warning, claws and teeth from a much bigger and different-looking creature slash into the darkness, catching Thanix a vicious blow before he can move and leaving torn metal and fittings behind. The creature, for those who can see in complete darkness, is about as tall as a human but utterly emaciated, with hide stretched across bone for skin. It wears no armor., but its toothy grin is cruel and malicious in its pleasure.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 13.
It is now Sully's turn! Vasya is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Sully ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Sully."
<OOC> Sully says, "Burning Hands."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Roll damage"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Actually...beat Sr."
GAME: Sully casts Burning Hands. Caster Level: 2 DC: 14
<OOC> Sully says, "Caster check is Level + Attr bonus?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Straight 1d20 +CL"
<OOC> Sully nod,
GAME: Sully rolls 1d20+2: (10)+2: 12
<OOC> Aldean says, "ACk, not good enough. Sorry."
<OOC> Sully says, "Bawrg."
''Second DM note: Another error. Most Art spells are Supernatural and therefore are not subject to SR. Missed by both player and myself, and I deem this to have been of minimal importance given the babau's Resist 10 on fire damage.''

"I can," Sully grunts, unslinging his guitar and snapping a red-tinged contraption onto the end. Pointing the device at the demon's head, his fingers tease a wild, fluttering series of not-quite-cacophonous notes, loosing a gout of fire in the middle of the darkness... that parts around the creature to no visible effect. ".....Uh. Huh."

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 8.
It is now Vasya's turn! Thanix is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Vasya ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Vasya. I'm considering the nauseated ended."
<OOC> Vasya says, "OKie....but there's a darkness field up, isn't there?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes. That effectively leaves you blinded, I think?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You can't dispel, can you?"
<OOC> Vasya says, "I don't think so, I don't have light yet."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Wait a sec! Hang on. I'm sorry."
<OOC> Aldean says, "I made a mistake. It's dim light, not total darkness."
<OOC> Vasya says, "K. So low light vision can see?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "I forgot that darkness changed in PF so it's just a step drop."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes, low light can see. I am genuinely sorry."
<OOC> Vasya says, "OKie..."
<OOC> Vasya says, "So I'm gonna chnage what I was going to do.."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Okay."
<OOC> Vasya says, "I'm gonna use tanglevine and try to trip this guy. help the melee guys with him."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Is there a save and if so what?"
<OOC> Vasya says, "Just a trip maneuver."
GAME: Vasya rolls 1d20+4+4: (20)+4+4: 28
<OOC> Vasya says, "Tanglevine lets me trip from 15 feet, using my charisma bonus and level."
<OOC> Vasya says, "that's the +4 (for level) and +4 (for Charisma bonus)"
<OOC> Vasya says, "That's all I'm doing."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You got him."
<OOC> Aldean says, "He's prone."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 3.
It is now Thanix's turn! Kailin is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Thanix ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thanix."
<OOC> Thanix says, "Attack the demon. PA engaged with Furious Focus-- +4 from engaging Prone target in melee."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll the bones -- you are attacking with a weapon?"
<OOC> Thanix says, "2-hander, yes."
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+12: (10)+12: 22
<OOC> Thanix says, "WOAH."
<OOC> Thanix says, "D'oh. Prone. Carry on."

With darkness doing very little to stop Vasya's sight, Vasya uncoils a vine fron her arm and whips it at the new demon. Luckily, it wraps around it's leg and she YANKS the demon off it's feet. "THERE we go! Get 'im while you can!"

<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. This is a two-handed blade? It matters. Make me a Reflex save. I'll explain in a sec."
GAME: Thanix rolls Reflex-1: (3)+2+-1: 4
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d8: (4): 4
<OOC> Thanix has 10' Reach, current for large size.
<OOC> Thanix says, "If that matters!"
<OOC> Aldean nods. OK. You're good, luckily. There's an acidic slime from the creature's skin, looks as if it's trying to eat the blade. The blade is still sound, for now.

<OOC> Thanix nods! "Hit?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll damage."
GAME: Thanix rolls 3d6+10: (11)+10: 21
<OOC> Aldean says, "You hurt it! But not as much as you think you should. For looking papery thin, that hide is supernaturally tough."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 22.
It is now Kailin's turn! Slimy Skinny Demon is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin. I am genuinely sorry, I erred in my interpretation of darkness. You can see in low light."

Darkness falls, the brightness of daylight dimming with a sudden, loathesome chill. Warning chimes sing in a steaming hiss as Thanix draws upright once more. "Perimeter alert," the metal man calls, sapphire blue eyes brightening in the midnight blackness. "Rotating to Nullsight vision and marking positionings." Cold sapphire stones barely cut the dim light, and Thanix begins his searching gaze...

...in the wrong direction. An unfortunate error--and a potentially fatal one, as the shriek of tortured metal rings out from the Warforged's direction.

"Warning acknowledged," the 'Forged intones casually-- even as steely, needle claws pierce and *rip* across forged steel. Thanix barely glances at the deep rends scored across arm and shoulder; steam's piercing whistle cuts the air before it abruptly throttles down, almost cut off from within. "Target sighted. Adjusting for damaged mekhanika. Engaging. Tune to the sound of my voice, and proceed with due caution." The mekhan continues his diatribe, casually chattering as if it were the time of day-- and a life-and-death battle with a creature of the Pits.

"Beware of sharp metal points from metal shards," Thanix continues, swinging the zwiehander up and down-- a diagonal slash punctuated with fierce power. "Also, beware the slime remnants of the previous demons. Footing may become unstable on the refuse pile," he adds, faint steam jets whistling down to barely naught. Thanix presses his attack, blue eyes blazing with bright inner fire; the blades cuts through the demon, a sizzling sound followed by a snarl of angry pain. "Caution: creature is acidic. Beware of splatter effects."

<OOC> Kailin says, "Its all good. I'll rage and charge and flank and power attack and dance and from 10' as well."
<OOC> Aldean thinks. because you mvoed away last round ... yes, you can charge. At your level, though, starting bardsong is a standard action, and you can't do both.
<OOC> Kailin says, "No bardsong. The dancing is just coincidental."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Roll to hit."
GAME: Kailin rolls melee+3+2+2-2: (3)+10+3+2+2+-2: 18
<OOC> Kailin says, "Oh, forgot the +4."
<OOC> Kailin says, "So 22."
<OOC> Aldean says, "With the +4, that hits. What are you striking with?"
<OOC> Kailin says, "Lucern hammer"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll REflex, please."
GAME: Kailin rolls reflex: (9)+5: 14
<OOC> Kailin says, "The lucerne hammer gives me reach if that matters. I just note it cause it was brought up previously."
<OOC> Aldean nodnods! The trick is that the damage is potentially to the weapon, not you.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d8: (5): 5
<OOC> Kailin says, "Kill it!"
<OOC> Kailin says, "Kill that hammer dead!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Actually, it's okay. ONLY JUST."
<OOC> Kailin says, "Werd."
<OOC> Aldean says, "That slime is doing nasty stuff to the haft of the blade ."
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's still sound BUT."
<OOC> Sully says, "Beating this thing with it is a good way to make it not sound at all."
GAME: Kailin rolls 1d12+9+6+2: (9)+9+6+2: 26
<OOC> Kailin says, "That's for damage and afk a bit."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You damage it! Pose when you get back."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 18.
It is now Slimy Skinny Demon's turn! Sully is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+9: (11)+9: 20
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yeah nope."

''DM Note: Babau attempts to cast greater teleport defensively (spell-like ability) and fails.''

Kailin stands from his crouch and the darkness leaves his eyes. He wipes them away and he can make out just enough to see the thing go down under the entanglement of a magical spell from Vasya. Thanix immediately goes to work on it and Kailin starts in, charging, not knowing how long his vision will last. He roars again as he charges forward, this time his voice bellowing like a lion as his blood and fury surge him forward. He leaps into the air and brings his blade around high. He lands in a crouch, bringing the end of his lucerne hammer down simultaneously and it cracks down with all of his power behind it. The strike nearly misses the embattled creature altogether, but between him and the combined assaults of his allies, it is practically helpless. The metallic hammer strikes home with sickening thud against its hide, but the creature withstands the strike. Its supernatural nature protects it from the battering, but Kailin gives another save roar in defiance of its toughness, promising to overcome it.

Suddenly, the emaciated creature's expression shifts from malicious glee to alarm. This isn't going as planned! Furiously, it raises clawed hands and, dodging back and forth on the ground to avoid additional strikes, tries to cast some sort of spell, but the energies fizzle as fast as they gather.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Spellcraft if you want to figure out what he was trying to do."
GAME: Kailin rolls spellcraft: (20)+5: 25
GAME: Vasya rolls spellcraft: (4)+9: 13
GAME: Sully rolls spellcraft: (14)+3: 17
<OOC> Aldean says, "None of you are sure."
<OOC> Vasya says, "Even Kailin?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yeah."
<OOC> Vasya says, "ouch."
<OOC> Aldean says, "I know that sounds weird, but I'll share later."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 13.
It is now Sully's turn! Vasya is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Sully!"
<OOC> Sully says, "Zapray!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
GAME: Sully rolls ranged: (13)+3: 16
<OOC> Aldean says, "Question -- do you want to try the zapray knowing that the others were immune?"
<OOC> Sully says, "......Yeah good point. Armor up fo powa, doublepunch."
<OOC> Aldean says, "KK. This is a titanfist?"
<OOC> Sully says, "Yus it is."
<OOC> Sully says, "Which means they're probably going to be corroded somehow."
GAME: Sully activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (6)+5: 11
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (9)+5: 14
<OOC> Sully says, "Yaaaaay. :B"
<OOC> Aldean says, "The bad news is, you missed. The good news is, you take no damage. Remember he's still prone."
<OOC> Sully nodnod.
<OOC> Aldean says, "But still not enough. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 8.
It is now Vasya's turn! Thanix is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Vasya!"
<OOC> Vasya says, "Well....from what I understand, the demon is still prone."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes."
<OOC> Vasya says, "and...I doubt it's carrying any visible weapons."
<OOC> Vasya says, "and I smell lasagna."
<OOC> Vasya says, "so....I'm gonna try Magic Missile."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thank you, Garfield. Go for it :)"
<OOC> Vasya XD

Once again, Sully slams his fists together, powering up his armor and charging forward. His iron-shelled fists swing wide, however, and impact on the trash-strewn ground with a crack of paving stone.

GAME: Vasya casts Magic Missile. Caster Level: 4 DC: 15
GAME: Vasya rolls 2d4+2: (2)+2: 4
<OOC> Aldean says, "Vasya, beat SR."
GAME: Vasya rolls 1d20+4: (19)+4: 23
<OOC> Aldean says, "You beat it like a rented mule ^^"
<OOC> Aldean says, "And you damaged it -- and it worked."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 3.
It is now Thanix's turn! Kailin is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thanix."
<OOC> Thanix says, "PA Attack. I am betting on it breaking before the blade does."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Roll it."
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+8+4: (7)+8+4: 19
<OOC> Aldean says, "That hits. Damage."
<OOC> Aldean says, "And Relfex save."
GAME: Thanix rolls 3d6+10: (9)+10: 19
GAME: Thanix rolls Reflex-1: (1)+2+-1: 2 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d8: (7): 7
<OOC> Aldean says, "K, still not gonna get through the blade's hardness."

Vasya watches the demon as it's dodging melee attacks, but it doesn't get up. "Heh. he knows if he tries to get up, you guys will hit him." She says before she snaps her fingers. "But, I can still attack." She says as she flips two bolts towards the demon...which gets past it's barrier, and hit him on the nose.

<OOC> Thanix nods!
<OOC> Aldean says, "You damaged it, Thanix. You're making inroads but damn this thing is tough."

GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 22.
It is now Kailin's turn! Slimy Skinny Demon is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin, are you here?"
<OOC> Kailin says, "Yar! Moar pounding on the grounding. Flanked and raging, I are."

Down and up and down again-- Thanix swings his weapon with the prowess of w warrior.... and the simple, repetitiveness of a butcher. Acid splatters across the metal of the weapon, steaming and sizzling to no effect. The mekhan scores blows across the demon's frame, setting it snarling as the hack and cleave and chop and strike continues, over and over and over...!

<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll to hit"
GAME: Kailin rolls melee+3+2-2+4: (8)+10+3+2+-2+4: 25
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hit, relfex save and damage"
GAME: Kailin rolls reflex: (12)+5: 17
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d8: (6): 6
GAME: Kailin rolls 1d12+9+6+2: (7)+9+6+2: 24
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin, your Lucerne hammer deals its damage, but the haft is badly eaten away enough that it's not sound anymore. Treat the weapon as broken."
<OOC> Kailin says, "Wuz that do?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Attack and damage -2, crit on 20 only and only deal x2 on a crit."
<OOC> Kailin says, "Werd."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You damaged it, though, and it's looking more tha a little unhappy. Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 18.
It is now Slimy Skinny Demon's turn! Sully is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Those of you in melee, take an AoO please."
GAME: Sully uses an AoO! 0 remaining.
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+12: (1)+12: 13 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Sully rolls melee: (8)+5: 13
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin?"
GAME: Kailin rolls melee+3+2-2-2: (8)+10+3+2+-2+-2: 19
<OOC> Kailin says, "If the +4 for prone still counts add that in."
GAME: Kailin uses an AoO! 2 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "It does. Kailin hits, only Kailin roll damage."
GAME: Kailin rolls 1d12+9+6+2: (7)+9+6+2: 24
<OOC> Kailin says, "-2 from that damage. I put it in the attack but not the damage."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. It stands up from prone, badly hurt but not down, and goes after kailin."

Kailin sees that the creature continues to struggle under the assault of the allies and he goes back to work, gripping his weapon again and taking another swing. It crashes into the thing again, with another thud beneath the tough hide of the creature and a splash of acid. The corrosion is eating into the weapon and the force of the blow causes the normally trusty metal shaft to bend slightly. The strength of Kailin's powerful arms versus the sudden stop of the hammer divided by the acid-weakened structure equals bad math for the weapon itself. But Kailin seems unconcerned, and more than that undeterred. As soon as it makes a move, Kailin hits it with the bent weapon again, bending it even more. Kailin leans in towards the demon with another roar, with a lack of concern for the state of his weapon.

GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+12: (9)+12: 21
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+12: (5)+12: 17
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d6+5: (4)+5: 9
GAME: You damaged Kailin for 9 points. 29 remaining.

Now desperate, the creature seems to have abandoned stealth. It's well and truly caught, and it knows it -- it can't even cast spells without getting hit! It gets to its feet, suffering another nasty blow in the process that leaves ichor to mingle with the acidic slime that oozes from its flesh. Instead, it lashes with claws at Kailin, trying to free itself a path of escape.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 13.
It is now Sully's turn! Vasya is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Sully"
<OOC> Sully says, "Hm."
<OOC> Aldean says, "It looks BAD."
<OOC> Sully will shift to flank, and go for another doubleslam.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll to hit."
GAME: Sully rolls melee+2: (2)+5+2: 9
GAME: Sully rolls melee+2: (7)+5+2: 14
<OOC> Aldean says, "Miss"
<OOC> Sully says, "Yeh."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it -- but at least your TFB isn't damaged."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 8.
It is now Vasya's turn! Thanix is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Vasya"
<OOC> Vasya says, "Since the demon's up....Tanglevine to trip."
GAME: Vasya rolls 1d20+4+4: (19)+4+4: 27
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're not in its reach, are you?"
<OOC> Vasya says, "No."
<OOC> Aldean nods. Down it goes.
<OOC> Vasya can do this from 15ft.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Down it goes. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 3.
It is now Thanix's turn! Kailin is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thanix."
<OOC> Thanix says, "Attack-- PA + flank, +prone."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll the bones, sir."
GAME: Thanix rolls 1d20+8+4+2: (1)+8+4+2: 15 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."

Vasya smirks a little as the demon gets up, and looks DESPARATE to get away. "Uh uh. You attacked the poeple here." She says as she snaps a vine out to the Demons legs. "Now....suck cobblestone." *YANK* *THUD* "Whip it good."

GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 22.
It is now Kailin's turn! Slimy Skinny Demon is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Kailin."
<OOC> Kailin says, "Rinse and repeat. Rage, flank, power attack"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK"
GAME: Kailin rolls melee+2+3-2+4-2: (13)+10+2+3+-2+4+-2: 28
<OOC> Aldean says, "THat will hit. Roll damage and a relfex save."
GAME: Kailin rolls 1d12+9+6+2-2: (10)+9+6+2+-2: 25

Thanix draws the acid-scarred weapon up, adjusting the angle, swinging back down-- Sparks smashing from stone as the beast's fall sends it swerving from the weapon's slicing path. "Adjusting," the 'Forged states simply; no need for recriminations, as Thanix hefts the bleade high once more, prepared to set it arcing back down once again.

GAME: Kailin rolls reflex: (7)+5: 12
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d8: (1): 1
<OOC> Aldean says, "You killed it, Kailin."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Sully deactivates his Titan Armor.
GAME: Aldean removes the timestop.
Timestop by Aldean has left.
GAME: You remove the timestop.

Kailin again continues to attack the demon with the weapon that is becoming more and more bent with each thump of contact and as the allies continue to distract it, Kailin shows no signs of slowing. When it coes down under another magical spell of perfect timing, Kailin brings his weapon down again, this time finding its skull. There's a crack as the supernaturally touch protection of the thing gives way and the hammer head sinks into the flesh, through the bone.

However, Kailin doesn't stop, he continues to beat the monster until his weapon has sizzled to pieces and only when the hammer head has fallen off of the weapon, the acid having eaten through it all does he notice the condition of his weapon. At that point he looks from the weapon, back to the demon and buries the broken haft of the weapon in the demon's back with a final roar, his shoulders heaving under the physical exertion of the fight.

Finally walking her way forward, Vasya looks at the demon and smirks. "Very good....now accept your beating like the....." And Kalin literally beats the demon to death. "......and you may die now." She then chuckles, but looks at everyone else. 'Everyone okay?" She says as her vine wraps back around her arm....and she looks at it. "These are quite useful it seems."

As it does, its form simply ... fades away and vanishes into the ether.

"....Think I saw somethin' twitchin," Sully says, rolling up a cigarette and holding it in the corner of his mouth. "Maybe you wanna kick it again, jus' to be su-- huh. Or it can run away like a wuss ''even when it's dead.'' Good t'know."

Thanix holds his blade at ready for several long moments, silently observing as Kailin completes the demon's ruination. At long last,. he drops his ready stance, cool eyes returning to survey the rubbish. "I have suffered moderate damange," he replies to Vasya. "Minor breaks in steam line, coupled with myometric damage. Self-repair gnostics are already engaged." He glances back at the demon, blue eyes dimming to normal. "I cannot identify these creatures."

Kailin stumbles a bit when the creature disappears, the weapon he is leaning on suddenly dropping onto the street. He picks himself up off the ground and looks around to see if anything remains of the thing with an annoyed scoul. He picks up part of his weapon and looks at it, inspecting the damage. His demeanor lightens just a bit. "This will have to do. Should be good enough." He nods to himself and turns towards the others with a motion to the area where the demon was. "Sorry. I got a little carried away. That happens sometimes." He begins collecting the pieces of his melted weapon.

<OOC> Aldean says, "The darkness effect fades, by the by."
<OOC> Thanix nods!

"Couldn't say either," Sully mutters, flicking the strings of his instrument a couple times and producing a brief belch of flame that lights the end of his cigarette. "Thinkin' as I'll want to fix that, if there's more o' them runnin' around."

"No arguments here, Kailin. I'm just glad you were able to kill it." Vasya says before looking to Thanix. "I don't know what they are either. never encountered one. but I imagine we'll find more of these in the short run." She turns her head to Sully. "Good idea. Think we should get these things to the Temples? Preferably Serriel and Daeus?"

Kailin laughs with a slight shake of his head. "I hardly did that on my own. If not for it being kept to the ground, the other three of us would have had one hell of a time trying to surround it and beat it into the ground without being shredded to pieces." He glances to a slash across his thigh. "It had barely a free moment to act and did this to me." He nods his head to Vasya. "I may have gave it the killing blow. But we definitely killed it all together." He waffles his hand and gives a quick wink, "The interpretive retelling of the story may shade it back to your version though..."

"Yes. I would not say otherwise. We all killed it and prevented further injury." Vasya says with a smile. "The gobber caught them in the first place." She then looks at her arm. "I should take a longer look at these." She then looks to Sully. You did wonderfully as well."

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Arlean: Created page with " It's nearing sundown, and the Colosseum has been alive with activity since first light. The doors have remained closed, mind, but there's been far more in and out activity t..."

It's nearing sundown, and the Colosseum has been alive with activity since first light. The doors have remained closed, mind, but there's been far more in and out activity than usual, by back doors and front doors, small people and huge people and small boxes and huge boxes and everything in between.Two burly oruch stand guard before the massive main doors to the Colosseum, barring entry to seemingly all.

The crowd has been collecting outside since midafternoon, and by now a good-sized throng of people has gathered, peering around one another and chatting among themselves in the way of folks waiting -- that is, a not-so-dull roar.

"Oh, helloooooo! Performance, tonight! Free concert from the BARDS OF ALEXANDRIA!" the small round figure sings the words. He looks roughly middle-aged, with auburn hair and twinkling eyes. He holds up sheafs of papers, and waves them in front of the crowd, as he waddles through! "Get your programs here! Pictures of performers!" he says.

Silmeria has been looking forward to this concert for a goodly amount of time... more or less since her personal favorite bard had taken over its helming, to be honest. And currently she's trying very hard not to be impatient, but it is *cold* outside and a cloak only helpes with so much. "Master Abrahil," she murmurs as she approaches to take a program, "I do think if the people don't get let in soon, there's like to be a riot."

Having been here for a couple of hours already, Arisha has been looking things over...not like she really needs to with dwarven engineering. She walks her way over towards Silmeria and waves her right hand to her...purposefully keeping her left arm out of view.

Stirling is not much of a music lover or cares all that much for concerts when it comes down to it. Now military parades, thats what he goes wild for but someone suggesting that may not work all that well here. Instead he is here to keep an eye on things and provide a chrome arm in case trouble breaks out.

The roundish gnome waves the papers about--each depicts the performers for tonight, contains a summary of songs, an outline and set. They look dressed, outfitted as though they could appear on calendars or well--tonight, the stage! There's something about the eyes, something subtly...

Brooding? Powerful? With perhaps a little too much mascara at the edges, and dark-toned clothing.

Arcane-esque symbols decorate the edges in a 'subtle' manor, otherwise worked into the bordering and style. A TRUE arcanist would recognize them--well, their INSPIRATION. The rest looks like a teenager's dream of what "true magick" would look like!
"There are thirteen programs in all! Collectable!" sings out the gnome, as he waves the sheafs about! "Each has unique features! A unique design!" he may as well have said: 'magickal secrets!' "Collect them here before the show!" he says, his expression twinkling and conspiratorial. ...is that khol outlining his eyes? It just MIGHT be. 'Subtle' is the word.

...yeah. He beams upwards to Silmeria, and--"Oh! My dear, I saved this one for you!" he says happily, and passes her one of the flyers from the bottom of the stack. "It's scratch'n'sniff," he whispers, eyes twinkling behind rose-tinted lenses. With his other hand, he works a set of protections, and sparkles appear, then fade, over the hunter's shoulders. And then Arisha's, too!

"Hello, Huntress!" Silmeria says, waving at her fellow Inquisitor, and blinking down at the pamphlet shoved into her hands. For a moment her cheeks go red, and she tilts her head to one side, then another, peering down at the paper. "....Arisha this is kind of well done, but they missed that scar on his belly," she murmurs, wandering towards the doors, raising an eyebrow at the picture of a shirtless Aldean draping across her program. "...Whose idea was it about the eyes, I wonder?"

The flyers dwindle in number fairly quickly, as the curious, the smitten, the dared, and the friends and relatives of the smitten partake of the gnome's offerings. More than a few take two or three copies; some roll them up and others carefully preserve theirs. Still others hold them out, examining them with expressions ranging from girlish adoration to skepticism.

Over the walls of the Colosseum, a few sparkles are visible, tumbling off the wall over the main gates. The oruchs look up, grunt, and in a way that suggests that the whole affair is a mighty affront to their sensibilities, each grab a rope and haul open the main doors that lead into the Colosseum.

The roundish and auburn-haired hawker smiles, and reaches up to pat Silmeria on the wrist as she goes. "Oh, just leave everything to your gnomefather!" Abrahil whispers to her, and beams rainbows and sparkles her way, like a tiny, two-legged unicorn. Then he looks to Arisha, and gives her a DON'T WE HAVE SECRETS look, before laying a finger alongside his gnose.
Another small wave to Stirling, and he waves the sheaf of papers the man's way! "Collectable! Get your collectable programs for tonight!" he calls out! The conspiritorial smile stays, Tarien-take-it-all! ...the illusionist really is having the time of his life. It isn't long before he follows his own way in, producing more of the pamphlets from, well. SOMEWHERE!

Stirling is as shiny as always and for once may actually hit in... a little bit. Snatching a flier from Abrahil he examines it, piercing red eye traveling down the page. "Your illusion work is inpecable as always. Have you seen any trouble makers yet?" he asks in a hished tone.

Silmeria chuckles, carefully rolling up her program and tucking it up the sleeve of her coat. "Everyone's worked so hard, Abrahil," she says, bobbing a greeting to Stirling as the Artificer joins the illusionists. "Have the seats nearest the stage been sold out? Only I did promise Aldean I'd get as close as I could."

"Oh--oh, dear. Just interest so far!" says the gnome at a pause along the route, eyes sparkling as he looks up to the artificer. He wriggles his fingers, and grayish sparkles settle over the man's shoulders, and then fade. "Oh, but so MUCH interest! Why, we sent out invitations to just about everyone--well, everyone who MATTERED," he says, conspiratorially to the three of them... before passing Stirling a bit of khol liner. "For the erm--" he says, and gestures to his own eyes. They're pretending there's 'magick' to be found tonight, beneath the auspices of the concert. IF you know where to look. Of course. They're hunting people who had been desperate enough to fall for this to begin with--or the demon-possessed who might get territorial at a 'rival cult' sparking up.

Inside ... it looks rather like a gnome's mind and a mana lamp factory had a baby and forgot to name it. The entire place has been transformed from its grim, dour ancient architecture into a veritable fairyland of floating, colored lights. THe edges of key pieces are clearly delineated, mind, the lights constrained to line walls in red and blue and, of course, the edge of the stage in yellows and golds. Fair from being the freezing cold that grips the rest of the city, some magic has made the Colosseum cool but comfortable. Rather than extra seating close to the stage on the floor, a massive space on the floor of the Colosseum has been left open and hung with garlands of more lights that would seem to be intended as a dance floor.

Kailin makes his way in late after everything has started, his rucksack carried in his hand. His attention is drawn back and forth as he makes his way in and he has to struggle to make sure he doesn't run into anyone below him. He creeps in towards the back and finds a temporary seat removed from everyone else and sets the bag down. Opening the top, a puppy's head pokes out almost immediately and Kailin pets it gently as his eyes turn back to view the gathering. He was most curious to see the performances and seeing how much interest would pull him towards joining the group that might be otherwise wanting.

Silmeria's breath catches at the layout of the coliseum, the myriad lights managing to be more pleasing than the lack of chill inside. Tugging her cloak off her shoulders, she loops it over one arm, picking her way to the balcony to get an uninterrupted view of the stage, and the performers soon to be upon it.

People begin flooding in, and those present will soon find themselves among a chattering throng as people push for seats. More importantly, though, food vendors seem to be in place and hawking their wares, from sausages on sticks to dried meat to nuts and fruits and sweets. There's also a stand off to one side where bartenders are quickly finding themselves buried under queues of people looking to slake thirst -- both in the alcoholic and non-alcoholic style, mostly the former. Children weave among the crowd as well -- it's not all adults by any stretch.

"Oh, how WONDERFUL!" the gnome breathes at the spectacle. Indeed, he seems quite entranced--enough that he becomes a trip hazard for concert-goers. That and his size (and shape!) turn him into a sort of unfortunate speed bump! It isn't long before he goes tumbling--"Excuse meeeee---!" and rolling end over end! It takes him just past Kailin, with some of the programs and invitations scattering everywhere and anywhere! Images of the performers stare upwards, catching the eye in a brooding and mysterious way...

Stirling finds a shadowy corner from where he can watch the crowds go by, his artifice eye carefully and quickly scanning each face and person, to see if they are alive, dead or otherwise as well as looking for any signs of strange magic or behavior. Of course that to say stranger magic than is always happening in this place.

Silmeria blinks as the kohl is handed out, and clears her throat. Drawing a stick from a pouch by her pistol's holster, she takes a moment to apply -- yes, really -- proper ceremonial Vardaman eye makeup. THough, as this isn't particularly a ceremonial time, the Inquisitor sees fit to add a few curls at the corners of her eyes. As Arisha passes by her spot on the balcony, Silmeria peers, a puzzled frown touching her face for a moment.

Kailin smiles faintly at the gathering, his mind automatically comparing it to the largest gatherings of the lodges in the mead halls of the northern tribes. It was definitely not nearly as raucous or rowdy and with a much lower tone about it. He pets his new puppy as he watches the crowds filter in and takes in the sight of how things are down in Alexandria. He was still new to the place despite the growth he had made in such a short time. Each new experience reminded him of the fact that the ways of the city were still mostly foreign to him.

As Abrahil goes tumbling down, a clutch of other gnomes rush past Kailin to aid him, one absently patting the bardbarian on the hip as he squeezes just a little too close. It's clear the little worker didn't actually look up at him, because like his brethren, all festooned in lights and colorful sparkles amid working gear and boots, rush to help pull Abrahil to his feet.

"Oh dear--oh my," whispers the Abrahil. There's a touch of blood on his knee, and Abrahil wobbles as he tries to stand. Unsuccessful as he is with the endeavor (it involved much rocking back and forth, but some boats, once capsized, aren't ones to float again!), he reaches for his wand--and grayish sparkles lift him up and to a sort of stand again, with the help of one of his fellows. "There!" he says, and pauses for a moment to catch his breath, to puff and hruff and all of that. Whew! He smiles up at them all, his features a touch puffy, his face a little flushed. "Oh, my. I wasn't expecting to go down, you know! And oh! I still have to deliver a package to the stage!" he says, sounding suddenly fretful! He looks as though he could wring his hands.

"Well, go on then, why are you lingering about here?" One of them, a girl, chirps in a high voice at Abrahil as the wizard is helped to his feet. Most of them run off, but one or two linger a moment or two more ...

Abrahil sets the pamphlets underneath an arm--then, a finger alongside his gnose, he nods once, and winks to the other gnomes there, just before he vanishes from sight! He does it in front of everyone, a clear display of MAGICK! disappearing into a whirling cloud of MYSTEROUS BLAYCK. "I'll be right back!" he whispers!

Paf-paf-paf are the near-invisible sounds of feet making their way towards the stage! And then the tumble-clamber of someone climbing onto it! "Hellooooo!" he calls out. "Hellooo, the stage! You have a delivery, m'dears!"

Stirling nudges Aldean "I plan to drop the nethecite after everyone is settled and before the performance starts, may mess with some magic a bit but I will try and keep it from the stage." he says looking around.

As Abrahil vanishes from sight, he may or may not notice that his shoes are suddenly nearly as big as he is and a bright scarlet ... and may or may not notice that the two left behind are snickering as he vanishes.

Up on the stage, a black clad human girl pops her head up from behind the curtains. "Wot? Delivery for who?"

Backstage, Aldean looks up from where he's fiddling with a long-nosed wooden instrument of some kind, with a bell-shaped end. "Aye. Don't sweat the lights, got a cover fer ye." He goes back to fiddling with the instrument.

"Oh! Why--oh! How wonderful!" says the invisible, bobbing voice at the sight of the shoes. So entranced is he that he starts at the response. ...and the gnome reappears, in a cloud of swirling BLACK and gray sparkles. For effect, Abrahil appears as a shadowy outline, and holds up a ...a box. "Tell the Mystical Bard that it's from his 'gnomefather!'" he whispers, before handing it up, before turning back around to the shoes. "Oh, my! I'd always wanted a pair of enchanted slippers, you know," he says. He beams at the girl, and does his best to make the shoes wriggle.

It should be noted that the area is full. Full of people. Not just the citizens, packing into the colosseum in huge numbers, but a large number of people from all the churches as well, including a number of Myrrish Daeusites who've been conferencing with the locals, and nobles from all of Alexandria's noble houses...not to mention every Council member and their retinue.

There are vendors and equipment folk and workers aplenty roaming the floor and balconies alike of the massive, transformed Colosseum, festooned with floating, twinkling lights that makes it look like either a gnome's magical practice sesh or a fairyland. Take your pick. Key pieces, including the edges of balconies and the edges of the stage, are lined with neater rows of more of these lights, and a dance floor has been set aside with plenty of hanging strings of the same lights.

The human girl, eyes the gnome suspiciously, takes the box, eyes Abrahil again, and nods. "I'll see he gets it." With that, she turns and disappears behind the curtains backstage.

The lights are low on the stage, but there are figures moving around the stage, settling in, and the sounds indicate tuning up. Looks like it's showtime or close to it.

Kailin gets up from his seat and tries to work his way through the crowd to get closer to the stage as the show goes on, interested in the procedings and wondering if it all was normal form for such and event. He is forced to stop partway there, not wanting to push through other people and not quite comfortable enough to be able to slip through. He's tall enough to watch from the middle of the crowd and so he does, looking in the direction of the invisible voice and the antics of the gnomes. He ducks to avoid the decorations but just pushes some aside when he stops in his decidedly final place to watch the show.

Abrahil wriggles his toes again, and then waves to the stage before bounding down. He looks like a middle-aged, round gnome today, with auburn hair and khol-marked eyes. Subtly...GOTHIC, that is, as he goes back about to his job! "Programs! Collectable programs! 13 unique designs!" he calls out! If his GOTHIC, MYSTIKAL POWER outfit was not enough to notice him, the great, red shoes MAY BE.

With a wriggle of the fingers, they transform into super-stompers, an artificer's wet dream or nightmare, depending, with cogs and spikes and everything nice! "Once in a lifetime opportunity!" he calls out! He waves some of the pamphlets towards Miruan!
"Citizens, behold!" Booms the voice of Jibbom, descending from above in typically loud and needlessly attention-grabbing style. "It is I! Your hero! King Steel Von Ironblood, Bane of the Night!" He flexes unimpressively after landing, spreading his golden wings out wide. "And I have come to party!" He begins distributing Steel Von Ironbrews' brand liquor left and right. How did he carry all of that with him? Does it matter?

Miruan is a little overwhelmed. This is the exact opposite of the monestary. It is not quiet, zen or full of people gently doing quiet things. And indeed, she is - handed some pamphlets. "Um. Sure, thanks." A polite smile. "I'll give it a read." She even step aside and does so. She can be very literal sometimes.

All in all, there are 13 different, collectable 'designs' that are handed out that evening! They each show tonight's performers in different, composed styles, and give a rundown of the event schedule. The performers have brooding, mysterious eyes, that due to short-term illusion seem to 'follow' the viewer. Along the border are 'arcane-esque' symbols, inspired by the real thing, but are totally not. They're something a teenager, pretending to be a cultist, would dream up.
"Collectable programs!" calls out the roundish figure, and Abrahil brandishes the papers to varied and different groups, people!

The arrival of Jibbom is heralded by groans from many segments of the crowd.

Suddenly, the stage lights up in a dazzling riot of lights and color, to reveal a dozen or more musicians. Most wear black or close to it; the bards are easily identifiable by colorful and in some cases glittering clothing. One of these sits before a massive set of drums, and they strike up a lively dance tune liable to leave many clapping along. IT's a spectacle designed to draw attention to itself, and only to itself.

Looking about, Arisha simply keeps an eye open for anything strange, but she makes no real motion anywhere........mostly to watch people.

Abrahil pauses to APPLAUD! his small hands coming together in a whirlwind of applause and claps! He gives a cheerful whistle to the stage, and begins the final attempts to unload the last of the pamphlets in earnest! "Collectable, m'dears! Oh, you'll only find them here--!"

Jibbom joins in those applauding the arrival of the musicians. As usual, he takes advantage of the situation to shamelessly self-promote. "This moment of joy and wonderment brought to you by Steel Von Ironbrews. When you think drunken revelry, think Steel Von Ironbrews."

Silmeria looses a loud cheer, raising her arms over her head to clap furiously... even as the kohl-eyed Inquisitor searches the crowd of musicians for a particular one of their number, a short-haired piper.

Verna does enjoy reading, and peruses an invitation in hand. When more are spoken of, and offered, she claims another and examines it comparatively.

Miruan is reading, though she isn't quite brave enough to collect them all. If Pokemon existed, she'd be content taking the ones she likes and playing them about. She is apparently watching and keeping an eye out in the audience. There's a polite smile, and an amused look at Jibbom. Leave it to Jibbom.

There's appropriate 'ooohs' and 'ahhs' from the crowd as the musicians begin to make their appearance under claoks of magic, so to speak, and glitter.

The crowd is definitely getting into the show. It's been far too long since ALexandria had something quite this spectacular. Then again, with all that's been going on and all the rumors and fear, the wars and the coups, it's not really surprising, is it?

Kailin moves to collect the pamphlets, trying to ensure he collects one of each. He watches with a smile, enjoying the show, but learning from the performance what the citizens of Alexandria's tastes are. He gives a hearty cheer at each, but doesn't clap. Instead he simply raises a fist into the air, a celebration of a more visceral sort that he is used to. Usually there would be a very large mug of alcohol that he would be holding in that fist and it would slosh and spill. But here in the colosseum, it seems a bit too aggressive for the playful and delicate populace to splash alcohol around. He simply watches and enjoys with his sack over his shoulder, an excited puppy head peeking out of it occasionally.

"Once in a lifetime, m'dears!" the roundish hawker calls out!
"...Is this one scratch-n-sniff?" asks one of the men he hands one to.
"It's one of the 13 different designs! Only availble to--"
"The hair moves on mine!" says another.
"So BROODING," sighs a third. "Look, Ryan!" she says, and points between the pamphlet and the stage! "He's my faaaaaavorite..." Ryan just scowls. Though he glances towards the stage, himself.

After several lively dance tunes that leave the dance floro with not a few people trying their steps, things quiet down somewhat, and another bard joins the stage, this one dressed just as outlandishly as the others, including a glittery sleeveless vest and trousers that leaves a solid physique very visible beneath. After greeting a number of the musicians, he turns to the crowd, baritone raised and (probably with the aid of magic) easily heard across the entire Colosseum. In fact, hearing the music anywhere has not been a problem.

"Oy, Alexandria!" he shouts, eyes fixating on the very-visible Jibbom. Who wouldn't? "I'd have you join me in welcoming the Bardic College to Alexandria! Let's hope they stay a long, long time, aye?"

Jibbom beams brightly and waves to the bard when he catches his attention. "Woo! Yeah! Bardic College!" He shouts out with unrestrained enthusiasm.

Abrahil erupts in applause at the announcement, and tosses some of the 'limited edition, only available today!' pamphlets into the air! "Oh, how wonderful!" he says, and looks to the person nearby, "Oh, that's WONDERFUL news!" then, "Oh, I'm so glad I didn't take the time to get dressed this morning--there's just so much to do, so much to EXPERIENCE today, for a silly thing like that!" says the little illusionist. He gives a little wave to Verna! "Hellooo! How do you like the designs!" he calls out!

Frivolity. If anything could be said to be anathema to Serene, it would probably be this. Well, this and demons. And yet the paladin has come, if grudgingly, to keep an eye on things. After all, with half the city seeming in attendance this evening, it seems like it would be an ideal time for Asumit's minions cause mischief.

Verna is uncertain what is so different or collectible about the invitations. While colorful, some of the artistry is not wholly to scale nor anatomically correct, and the symbols along the periphery are completely wrong. She looks up in time to spy Abrahil's wave and realize the question is directed at her. That might explain a few things. She approaches Abrahil so that she does not need to call out. "Good evening. The designs are sufficient."

Miruan will eventually move to collect more as she reads them. "... huh, scratch-n-sniff runes." Snifft. Wince. She tries not to giggle at some of the excitement and exchanges. Still, the music is cheery and there are many people. The pamphlets might draw out more souls, perhaps. For her part, she is watching, trying not to be climbed like a monkian moshpit starter. "Interesting."
Why, even Lady Rawyn Telenil is amongst the seated! Of course, she and other council members are a little separated from the crowd at this point. That's not surprising, though, given their stature.

Silmeria puts her fingers to her lips, and blows a piercing whistle over the Coliseum noise as Aldean strides on stage. Grinning widely, the Inquisitor waves a black-gloved hand, kohl making her already intense blue eyes stand out sharply against her tanned face.

"Oh, hello, m'dear! Oh, it's good to see another ARCANYIST out here," the gnome says, sounding for all the world like it's a Great Conspiracy. He winks at her, looking only middle-aged today. And round. Very round. "Why...anything might happen, you know!" he whispers. He looks excited, eyes bright and cheerful. He puts a finger alongside of his gnose!

Up above, airships occasionally patrol the sky. Small ones.

"Some of ye might know me. I be Bard Aldean, and I'll be around this lot as long as they can stand me. But ye didn't come to listen to me talk, aye?" Aldean flashes a big, easy, winning grin at the crowd. "Let's have more music, then." He raises a hand to the crowd, then seats himself in a free chair towards the edge of the stage.

With that, the group launches into another set of music, this one a little quieter to begin with.

"Oh!" says the gnome! "Oh my...well, I'd better get into costume, I suppose. ..." he says. He unloads the pamphlets, placing them on the earth. Then, brushes his hands together, something, some mischief no doubt, on his mind!

Pamphlets are being read. Miruan is just being an alert sentinel within the crowd. She gets a few odd looks, but past that, she is totes mcgoats jiving with the crowd. That's how kids these days do it, right?

More airships can be seen above the city, actually, interestingly enough. Perhaps they're part of the show. But there's a goodly number of them.

Meanwhile, in the colosseum, various figures from the Artificer's Guild can be seen moving about the edges.

Abrahil touches the side of his mouth, and a goatee blossoms there. Then his head, which sprouts, growing dark, lustruous hair that hangs past his shoulders, and is gathered at the nape in a leather thong. Each temple, and raven's white marks appear there. ...he then grows to a height, human sized. "Ahhhh!" he says. "Freed at last from my mortal coil!" and he begins among the crowd again, with spectacle!

The music on stage seems to ignore the goings-on in the crowd. The bards seem to be switching off who leads what, with tales from all over the world, some sung and some simply told. Some are love tales, some tales of derring-do, some epic stories from far flung lands. One or two even "illustrate" their stories with ephemeral illusions, simple images of people and places and things. It's like watching a storybook unfold.

...explosions of glitter happen through out the colloseum, being vented into the audience and steered away from the stage by gusts of wind. It's getting everywher. All over everything. More over, some fo the airships above are /also/ leaking glitter, interestingly enough!

<OOC> Whirlpool says, "If you've got it, knowledge/arcana!"
GAME: Abrahil rolls knowledge/arcana: (8)+15: 23
GAME: Arisha rolls knowledge/arcana: (20)+7: 27
GAME: Stirling rolls knowledge/arcana: (12)+17: 29
GAME: Aldean rolls knowledge/arcana: (17)+21: 38
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Those of you with magical enchantmnets going in the crowd, or with magical equipment, will begin to feel their effects fade."

It isn't long after the dust drops that the image of the mighty, mighty mage flickers... flickers, then vanishes entirely, leaving...
A very, very naked gnome, in silk, see-through pajamas. "Oh dear," he says. And, "Oh DEAR!" He looks to be in his eighties, were he human, or perhaps seventies, and is as round as he is tall, nearly a balloon in countenance. He stands near the stage, looking...well, quite tragic as he blinks large, luminous eyes a few times. "Oh dear..." he whispers.

<OOC> Jibbom says, "That means Jibbom's intelligence goes down."
<OOC> Abrahil XD XD

"Hur. Funny music show." Jibbom says with a dopey smile between swigs of powerful ale.

Stirling grins, having lit up a cigar in his dark corner of the building as he watches, sure he can feel the strength and fortitude of his equipment fade, even the sensors on his eye but the core functions remain, his armor armor still functions. Artifice, something he is glad for.

Glitter. With Abrahil involved, Serene should have guessed. She sneezes, once, then puts a gloved hand up to her mouth as if to wipe away any glitter that she might have accidentally inhaled. Yet all the while her eyes remain sharp, watching the crowd.

Thankfully, Serene is too far away from the Naked Gnome to be subject to a saving throw.

Arisha blinks as she feels.....strange on her left arm. "Well that's unsettling." She says as her arm hangs there.

This is - odd. And there's a naked mage. Her eyes widen a bit. Miruan moves to uh, give the poor gnome one of her sweaters beneath her robe. "... here you go." The monk is sympathetic. "This might be warmer, gentlesir." She really is that stealthy. And/or that tall. It's all monky business, really. Although, does he really want a monksweater?

"Oh dear..." says the gnome a few more times. Abrahil looks up and around, and--"Ooh, my!" he says, and as a sweater settles over his shoulders! It nearly engulfs him, leaving none of the little gnome exposed...except his belly, which wobbles proudly through the sweater, bobbling and wobbling like a great, ocean wave! "Oh, that is much warmer, m'dear! Thank you!" he says, and reaches up to clasp the monk's hand, before giving a little wave to Serene. "Oh! Hello, m'dear! I'm so glad to see you!" he says, and then looks to Miruan, "Oh, so many people here! Isn't it wonderful?" he says, chins wobbling and bobbling atop one another, like a frog's jelly-sacs!

As the glitter descends over the crowd, the floating lights begin to fade, leaving the Colosseum to dim and the air to chill. Thankfully, the worst of the glitter seems to be drifting away from the stage thus far, although some of the lights around it begin to fade as well. A number of the musicians pause, and gradually the music fades off entirely as the musicians and bards start looking around, startled and nervous.

Aldean stands up, looking around the Colosseum, and pauses for a moment.

The sudden discorporation of all enchantments in the coliseum is... something of a cause for consternation, to Silmeria. The fact that it's simply a knock-on effect of the real attack, however, is something of a comfort. Still, from her place at the balcony, she lifts a hand when Aldean's eyes turn her way, flashing a thumbs-up to the bard should he see it.

Miruan smiles a little at the poor gnome. "There you go. Don't catch cold, and you are welcome." She accepts the hand clasp, duly mannerful. That means she's full of manners, not bull-- headed rudeness.

"It really is quite a sight." It's a bit much for the monk, who is doing her best not to run and hide or find quieter grounds. "... glitter?" And welcome to the last horse across the finish line.

Several people immediately collapse to the ground. More follow. Dozens, actually. People are screaming about it, others are rushing in to clear space from those who've fallen. Those figures start to shake and thrash wildly on the ground.

"This is the most rocking concert I've ever been to!" Jibbom shouts in response to all the collapsing and screaming folks.

Up on the stage, there's a muttered discussion going on. Aldean touches fingers to lips and acknowledges Silmeria in the crowd with a twinkle of dark eyes before turning back to what appears to be a huddled conference. Finally, Aldean says something. to which the other bards and musicians nod and turn back towards their instruments as if sorting out where they are. Whatever is going on, the show must go on.

Abrahil stands there shivering, next to Miruan. "Oh dear," he whispers, and hugs the sweater closer. Of course, given his roundness, it really only covers the top half of him--but that's well enough for an old gentleman of a gnome! He smiles up to the monk, and then points to the stage. "Oh, my! Why, the show must go on, you know! How brave!"

Miruan nods, and frowns faintly at what is going on. "I um, I'm not really a performer," She admits. "But their dedication is impressive." She seems serene, slow and steady in speech. She smiles down to the gnome, and looks around to the audience as much as the show.

"Oh--why, it's wonderful... Oh, the performance, the stage...oh! The cheer of the crowd!" the elderly man sounds wistful, and turns a misty-eyed look up to the monk. He has his hands folded comfortably atop his sweatered paunch, and his naked, wrinkly behind wags unconsciously at the crowd below it. "It was wonderful...oh, there I go, being all misty-eyed...but it was!"

Silmeria pushes her way through the crowd, seeking out the closest arcanists she can spot to hand. Weaving her way through the crowd, she rests a hand on Abrahil's shoulder. "We need to get word to the Temples," she murmurs quietly. "Those who've collapsed are the possessed. They need to be freed."

"Oh!" says the round little gnome, and raises his ha--"Oh," Abrahil says, and his shoulders slump. For..."Well!" he says, and squares his shoulders as best he can! "Why, just let me clear out of this area, douse myself in a bit of a wash, and we'll see what we can do!" he says, then. "Where are the Myrrish priests, m'dear?" he asks, in low-tones. Fear shows around his eyes as he looks from Silmeria to Miruan. And look up he does, as the elderly fellow is not much tall, at all.

Serene's attention is, naturally, drawn to several of the people having seisures. Her sword hand twitches, then clenches tightly at her belt as if to keep it from doing anything rash. She picks a clump of them, relatively close, then starts navigating through the crowd towards them.

Arisha lightly nudges Miruan with her right arm. "Go....get to the temple district and tell the clergy what Silmeria just said. go!"

The clergy know, in many cases. They're here.

Indeed, as noted earlir, a great many of the Myrrish contingent that's been visiting Alexandria's temple are swooping in, gathering the seizing individuals. Indeed, they're hefting them up, and grabbing help from the crowd to do so.

"I can fetch the - yes'm." Miruan is hearing words. She nods and will sprint easily off to the priests. While she does not have a ki-fueled speed, she will outpace nearly any non-monk or non-mount runner (have you SEEN a hungry goat go? We thought so). She navigates through the crowd easily, having to step or jump over or around people.

Abrahil clasps his hands together, looking concerned as he does. "...I'll go work on a teleport! Oooh, some of them may need to travel very fast!" he whispers, and scurries off beneath the stage. Running, really, at least as fast as the little man can!

"Serene!" Svarshan runs to catch up with her. It's then into the rescue, lifting bodies and shouldering forms. Given the number of drops, it keeps him busy for a while! He throws a grim smile towards the stage as he goes, and falls in line with a number of the Myrrish priests and faithful.

Stjepan was there all along, really. It's easy to overlook a quiet giantborn, sitting peacefully and not calling any attention to himself. Fades right into the background. As bodies fall, he rises, and starts carrying them -- grouping them together. He doesn't stack them like cordwood, though.

It's going to take some serious time and effort from the bards to draw the audience's attention back to the stage ... although thank goodness that the rescue is largely happening in darkness. It's getting colder, too, in the Colosseum -- whatever was keeping it warm is replaced now by only the body warmth of many tightly packed bodies. It helps, but it's still cold.

Arisha is not strong....plus she down one arm, so she can't really help in moving the bodies.

"Musst be an essperiment gone. Wrong," the sith says to the other paladin. He keeps his tone low, though easy enough to be overheard. "Mages," he says. And let the word explain everything. Anything. His teeth chatter against the cold. SO MUCH.
Miruan is glad to see Stjepan. But it is repressed and quiet, helping carry victims.

"Man." Jibbom frowns. "Some people just can not handle their booze."

Serene shakes her head at Svarshan as she deposits another of the 'victims' at a... collection site. "Not this time, I think," she tells him, though ordinarily she'd be more than quick to agree.

The sith sends a quiet look, to show he knows. Louder though, "Possibly. I ssaw ssome of them running passt, earlier," he says. "They carried a number of sscrolls with them."

Stjepan keeps a-haulin people, warming up as he moves. A grunt, as he puts down another one. "It's always them, isn't it." Mages.
Indeed.

Priests are gathering them up and aiming to take the fallen back to the temples. There's dozens of them, it seems, and they're all knocked silly at the same time. It seems they were prepared for it, or then again, perhaps priests are ALWAYS prepared for disaster.

Either way, they are busy. One of htem grabs Jibbom and says, "Teleport these to the temple." Miruan is being kept busy gathering people, alongside Stjepan. Everyone else is scared, but trying to stay focused on the music.

"It's an effect of the lights and flashes," explains one of the priests.

"Lightss and flasshes," Svarshan agrees, taking the order from the shaman. He hoists another, and just keeps at it. "We are taking them to. Medical care. Jusst lightss and flasshes," he says as he passes people. Keep the quiet, don't start a stampede, and get the Possessed to safety, and out of the crowd.

Arisha actually drags one to the 'circle'. "Here's one for the blocks." Her left arm is hanging limply at her side.

Miruan can at least give water, provide damp rags and lug people over. She looks sympathetic, but does her best.
Serene winces slightly, but keeps her tongue this time. Clearly dishonesty doesn't come easy to her, no matter its necessity, but she manages. Well, manages lying by omission anyways.

Down on the stage, some more of the lights are starting to fade, and it's not easy to see some of the performers at the edge of the stage. Finally, though, Aldean strides up to the front of the stage. "Can't see a thing on here," he says, loudly and clearly, looking out at the darkened Colosseum. "Have ye got a lantern back there? Naw, oil'll do." There's some movement along the periphery, and he goes on. "Sometimes things ain't go as planned ... an' sometimes ye've got a mess on yer hands, aye?

"Well, when that happens, ye've got two choices. Ye can lie down, or ye can rise again. Alexandria's pretty damned good at that last, aye? That phoenix on yer flag ain't no accident. Let me tell ye a story o' what can happen when ye ain't let misfortune get ye down or stop ye." He's losing some of the polished accent he had earlier, sounding much more like his usual self, but he nods at the musicians, who launch a lively tune.

She went down last Rhaltaas in a pouring driving rain
The skipper he'd been drinking an' the mate he felt no pain
Too close to Three Mile Rock, and she was dealt 'er mortal blow,
An' the Mary Ellen Carter settled low...

It goes on to tell the story of a ship that was wrecked by carelessness and left abandoned out of greed, and the few men who loved her enough to dive below, fix her, and bring her back up. The last verse, though, takes a bit of a different tone, an inspirational one.

And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blow
With smilin' bastards lyin' to you everywhere you go
Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain
And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again
He picks up the final chorus, and this time, a couple of the other bards join in as well.
Rise again, rise again
Though your heart it be broken or life about to end
No matter what you've lost, be it a home, a love, a friend
Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again!

Silmeria stands by, alternately looking from the team on the balcony to the bards on the stage. As she sees eddies of worry ripple through the crowds, she decides that perhaps now is the best time to sow a little... distraction. Moving to the nearest knot of not-quite-adult girls, she widens her eyes, as though in horror and surprise. "Hey!" she hisses, "I can't believe I've just heard this, but... did you know Bard Aldean has a lover?!"

Quickly, the priests are getting things under control. ELsewhere, teh city has gone oddly dark, and in a few places, some fires seem to've started. You can all see smoke rising in the distance.

Stjepan ends up humming along as he works, and wonders why he keeps singing "Rise again" under his breath (and will for the next three days). He wipes his brow from all the lifting, then looks up at the sky. "Angoron's brass balls."

Svarshan clasps Serene's shoulder. It's an understanding clasp. "We each sserve in different way," he tells her. Then, "I am going to sspeak with the priessts, and ssee where elsse they need. Me. Thosse firess look. Bad." He'd negotiated the contract to get them the help, after all.

A pause, and a blink. Rise again? She frowns, nodding at Stjepan. "... something like that," She agrees with a frown. "I guess I'll be on water bucket duty soon." She looks to Stjepan.

That would be Miruan, who left her name tag in her other magic pants.

Eventually, though, the panic can't be held back forever, and more and more, parents usher heir kids home, security details remove their charges, and things fade off rather quicker than no doubt had been initially intended, and people file home largely in silence. Especially when they find the fires outside.

[[Category:Logs]][[Category:Bard]]

2015-01-28T15:51:34Z

Arlean: /* Background */

::''It's dangerous to sacrifice''
::''It makes your blood run to throw the dice''
::''It's dangerous, it's what you like''
::''It's what you'll die for, to live this life''
::::::::-''Within Temptation -- "Dangerous"''

= Vital Stats =
'''Class''': Bard

'''Height''': 6'2"

'''Weight''': 242

'''Hair and Eyes''': Dirty blonde/dark brown

'''Hometown''': Seagarden, Jade Islands

'''Alignment''': Neutral

'''Deity''': Holy Order of Ea

= Description =
He stands at a couple of inches over six feet in height, with broad shoulders, a muscular build and hands that are callused in places that suggest a warrior, a worker, or both. Even features and the defined cheekbones of the Cerenzans are coupled with Cerenzan dark eyes beneath a shock of dirty blonde hair that falls past his collar and is held out of his eyes by a silver headband studded with small gems at the edge of his hairline. His skin holds a hint of darker skin somewhere in his ancestry in its deep tan, and a hint of scruff seems to perpetually shadow a strong chin that looks like it should be clean-shaven and never really is. Wide lips and a mobile expression are given to warm and charming smiles or snarls of anger with equal ease.

''Clothes often vary depending on time of year, what he's doing, and his own whim. Look at him on the game to see the changes.''

= What's Known About Him =
== Background -- What He Says==
''"In the end, alehouses be pretty much all the same. Adventurin' ... at least I see new and different horrors every week."''

Hailing from Seagarden in the Jade Islands, Aldean makes no bones about his humble beginnings or upbringing as a sailor's brat, or about his dissatisfaction with life at sea. He's been known to remark that sailing, for all its billing as a life of adventure, really isn't. It's about hard work, bad food, and the same trap over and over. Get money, get drunk, sleep with girl, have her steal your stuff, go back to sea, lather, rinse, repeat. He's alluded in public conversation to having been both crew and bosun, but is less forthcoming about that. He picked up his bardic training in Rune with someone named Sylaen, and sometime probably not long afterwards, made port in Alexandria, spent his pay on adventuring gear, and decided to try his luck with the Explorer's Guild.

In Alexandria, he's known within the Theatre District as a talented drummer and ''a cappella'' singer with a powerful baritone voice. Recently, that voice has developed an odd but compelling behavior -- it's as if he has a ghostly echo of it, like he's singing with himself. It's much more audible when he is casting spells but can be heard in normal performance as well, if one listens closely. He's also proven talented with the panpipes, although he appears to play these more for fun.

The docks and shipyards in Alexandria know Aldean as a cheerful soul and a good and willing worker that takes hauling and longshore day jobs now and again. He does this not for the money, but to keep himself fit and to maintain those ties to the sailing world as best he can. Guild jobs take priority, and it's up for question whether the dock workers know that he works for the Adventurer's Guild as well.

== Background -- What Really Is ==

He's not lying outright, but he doesn't say everything, either. Brought up in a brothel in Seagarden, he was the son of one of the courtesans in a place called the Hideaway, with absolutely no idea who his father is. He is of mixed Cerenzan and Acanian blood, but raised in the islands, his upbringing and attitudes are far closer to the Cerenzan attitudes on several points.

When he got old enough to start doing more than chores in the Hideaway, his good looks and charm got him ... shall we say used. Exactly once. The experience persuaded him that he ''never'' wanted a repeat. Out of concern for him sampling the wares and not being willing to ... er, work ... he was sent to sea shortly thereafter on a ship called the Wendigo. This did not get him used less ... but he did learn the sailor's craft, and when his voice changed, it became a deep, powerful baritone that could be heard through a raging gale. Seeing this, the ship's mate decided to teach the boy the role of the shantyman, and later, the bosun, as he displayed an innate sense for tempo as well as pitch.

When the ship's bosun signed with another vessel, he took over the role, signing as bosun, although a lad of such a young age giving orders to seasoned veterans did not go smoothly at first. From this experience, he's learned how to assert himself through a mixture of coaxing, people sense, and violence when required, and has only honed those skills as he's gotten older and more experienced.

It wasn't enough for him, though, and while the other sailors were rolling the women and getting smashed, he talked to people and listened to stories. The adventuring stories had a greater call ... and he fell in in port with a Runic bard by the name of Sylaen, who taught him the basics of his craft and the beginnings of the magics he knows. When that voyage ended, in Alexandria, he declined to sign back on, spent his pay on adventuring gear, and took up with the Guild.

== Personality ==
::''Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of life''
::''The beauty of this ride ahead such an incredible high''
::::::::-''Nightwish -- "Last Ride of the Day"''

Gregarious, open, and good-natured, Aldean's a creature of instinct and passion first and reason and logic second. He's pretty flexible about who he'll work with on every alignment axis. He likes sunlight, people, and a good pint of ale as much as the next man. For him, music is about joy, sharing and community, as it is on shipboard, and he's more than happy to perform if asked. It's just fun for him.

This is not to say that he's made entirely of warm fuzzies. He's not opposed to turning his skills and talents to ''sub rosa'' work as needed to accomplish his mission. He's pragmatic in the end and will do what needs doing to get out of his current predicament alive. He does not generally enjoy being a jerk, but push the wrong button and he can display a hot temper that is without remorse or mercy. There aren't too many things that trigger such a flip, but if triggered, someone will pay and very likely in blood.

He adventures because he loves it -- it makes him feel alive as nothing else in the world does. Maybe a warm bed and a good pint of ale makes a good life, but in the end, it's boring. It doesn't feed a fearless and endless curiosity about the world and its people, and though wild horses couldn't make him admit it, the thrill of risking one's life, walking the edge and living to tell the tale, is his bread and butter. Seeing distant places and peoples, and learning their ways. This is what life is all about to him, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Music is to him his connection to other people, and to the sacred. Such a connection is not always easy for him to explain or express, but he's unlikely to turn down a chance to play for others. It is, though, that connection that he seeks in the end, just like he seeks to connect by learning about others.

There is one exception to this openness and curiosity: Artifice bugs the crap out of him and even he isn't sure why. He thinks it's creepy and belongs at the bottom of the sea.

[[Category:Bard]][[Category:Holy_Order_of_Ea]][[Category:The_Jade_Islands]][[Category:Player]]

Aldean

2015-01-24T10:52:21Z

Arlean:

Jessamy

2015-01-24T10:39:56Z

Arlean: page creation, will wrangle content later

''this page is a work in progress, bear with''

[[Category:Paladin]][[Category:Serrielite]]

PrP: Breeding Grounds 2

2015-01-11T13:01:02Z

Arlean: Created page with " After dealing with the group of reefclaws that attacked them on the docks, and seeing to the injured fisherman who, judging by his injuries, is fortunate indeed to have gott..."

After dealing with the group of reefclaws that attacked them on the docks, and seeing to the injured fisherman who, judging by his injuries, is fortunate indeed to have gotten away with his life, the group splits.The fisherman is being tended by the village healer, and the more badly injured among you split off to rest and repair or heal as appropriate. Meanwhile, it seems the Guild has sent some help. Magical support in the persons of Pips and Charis were something of an afterthought on the part of the Guild, but at least they thought of it, and you two now find yourselves in a small fishing village about half a day's ride outside of Alexandria, along the southern coast.

You still have to locate and destroy the nest of reefclaws, which is likely somewhere near the docks if the fisherman was at all accurate.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Free RP; Silmeria and Taro were in on the first part, so they can catch you two up IC if they would be so kind."
<OOC> Taro says, "Is Tracking possible?"
<OOC> Silmeria salute, will happily catch up.
GAME: Pips refreshes spells.
<OOC> Aldean says, "On land, yes. Did you want to try to use land indicators to figure out where the nest is likely to be?"

Pips, carrying his massively backpack fit for a giantborn, wanders into the town to join the others. He is smiling, ready for another glorious day of work. He doesn't remember much of what the Guild said the job was about. Probably because he wasn't listening. He figures someone will tell him what to do, after all! He waddles up to the other adventurers, waving cheerfully, "Greetings! The Guild sent you some backup! What seems to be the issue?"

<OOC> Taro says, "Sure, maybe look around the shore for signs of them emergin from sonewhere else"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll survival."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Just Taro."
GAME: Taro rolls survival: (4)+9: 13

Charis comes onto the scene just behind Pips. The two didnt really talk much on the way to the village as the lizard tends to keep to himself. Upon reaching the other group of adventures he folds his arms across his scaled chest. "So what do we have going on that the guild decided to send back up?"
"Oh thank you, my Lady," sighs a bespectacled young woman at the tavern's porch, wearing an ornately-etched gray breastplate with the black scaled of Vardama painted onto her right pauldron. Turning her gaze from the sky to Pips and Charis, she smiles brightly, approaching the arcanists with an outstretched hand. "There's been a rather large problem with reefclaws, my friends; the fishing village can, well, barely fish. You'd think that might not be such a terrible thing, but, you should have seen what happened to the Wargolem that'd come with us. Not to mention, we ''still'' have to locate the nest, which is what Master Taro is working at now." This last, said with a nod toward the great grey Oruch, currently prowling the docks.

‘’You paged Taro with 'You find their marks - eel-like bodies and great claws digging dents in the sand -- in the sand along the water's edge not too far away. Indications are, though, that the creatures return to the water. You also find the remains of half a giant crab, shell cracked and eaten out.’’’

<OOC> Aldean says, "Response has been paged. Go ahead and continue and Taro can insert himself when he is ready."

Taro returns to where Silmeria is and then nods on greeting to the new arrivals. "I see signs of them everywhere but they lead to the water." He thinks for a moment and then adds, "A giant crab too - are those normal for these waters?" He looks around for the nearest villager. "Perhaps we can try the 'bait' plan again."

<OOC> Aldean says, "Knowledge/nature, anyone who wants to try to answer that question."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Aheh."
<OOC> Taro says, "Can I roll too ? :)"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes :)"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Anyone includes you, you know."
GAME: Taro rolls knowledge/nature: (18)+6: 24

Pips claps his hands excitedly, "Oh, great! I mean, not great because that is horrible but I'm glad that you folks are already on top of it! Not that I don't want to do more work, but-" He begins to ramble for awhile before seeing a funny shaped cloud and losing himself in thought mid-sentence. He is obviously easily distracted and doesn't seem to notice that Taro has already returned and given a report.

‘’You paged Taro with 'As soon as the words are out of your mouth, you feel like a dingbat. That's what these things normally eat when they're not chasing villagers.’’’
‘’You paged Taro with 'Fish, crabs, etc.’’’

Charis turns to Taro and gives the Ourch a slight nod. "So I see, If you like I'll go for a little swim under the water to see if I can find the prey in question. I'll leave it your hands since you are the first on seen."

"I'd... rather if we have to set someone out as bait," Silmeria says, clearing her throat, "it be one of us. Best not to put the villagers in danger when we don't have to, after all, and ''personally'' I'd prefer we stay where we can support one ano... sir? ''Sir?''" Reaching out, she gives Pips' shoulder a sharp nudge. "Focus, please? We're trying to figure out how to find their nest, if you've any ideas."

Taro purses his lips. "I am sure that the crab I saw was eaten by the Reefclaws," he says after a moment. "But they might find lizard just as tasty." He gives Charis a look of speculation. Then he gesutes towards Silmeria. "Are you willing to draw them out? Just lead them to where the water is shallow enough for the rest of us to walk. Then we can finish them off."

<OOC> Aldean says, "Let me know when you guys have decided what you are doing."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Well first we're trying to figure out how to account for three out of four nonswimmers. XD"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Take your time, I need to step AFK for a few minutes."
<OOC> Aldean says, "An interesting puzzle, isn't it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "If I can help or you have questions for me, please speak."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "I think we've got a plan that isn't immediately murderous. XD"
<OOC> Aldean says, "No rush."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Charis and Taro to get ropes tied 'round their waists, and go into the water to scout for the nests *and then return.*"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Meanwhile I convert my gun for underwater use."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "(You can do that with dragonspitters, right?)"
<OOC> Silmeria forgets.
<OOC> Aldean isn't sure but will find out.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes, you can do that."
<OOC> Silmeria nodnod.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Go ahead and do another pose round or two that describes the plan, please, and how you're executing it."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Pips, Charis? :3"

Pips snaps out of his daze as Silmeria shakes him, looking about, "Hmmm? Oh, right! Sorry, I was thinking of clouds." He begins digging through his pack, looking for anything useful. He throws out some rope, smoeksticks, sunrods, and an assortment of other junk. "Any of this useful?"

Taro sets his axe down next to the pier and then looks down, fingering the edge of his armor. Finally he grunts and turns towards the water. "I'll go with you," he offers to Charis. He takes a step in that direction then pauses at Pips' stash. He looks from the pack to the halfling and back again, a few times.

Charis nods a bit to Taro. "Alright we'll both be bait then." the lizard man states looking over at the pile Pips is creating. "Perhaps we can can tie ourselves off in case of trouble. You know like real bait?"

"'Scouting,' I think is more like it," Silmeria says diffidently... but as Pips unloads his stash, her demeanor brightens considerably. "...Oh, perfect! And good idea about the rope, but make sure to come back when you're at the end, all right? And take one of these," she says, scooping up a pair of sunrods, handing one each to the volunteer swimmers. "It'll be hard to miss the light from those underwater, after all."

<OOC> Aldean will jump in when you guys go into the water.

Taro sticks a sunrod through his belt, snaps the rope tightly between his feet to test its strength, then turns to Charis. "Are you ready?"

Pips looks happy that his random items were indeed useful. He grabs one of the ropes, keeping it loose in his hands so as to not impede movement for the swimmers. "Good luck!"

Charis nods as he takes off his cloak letting it hit the floor and secures the sun rod in his belt. Then he grasps the end of one rope tying it around his waist. "Lets go." he states turning and heading toward the water.

Silmeria carries the other rope to the dock, looping it around a support post, then a couple of times around her ankle as she settles down on the planking. Drawing her pistol from its holster, she unclips a well-loved toolkit from her bandolier, and sets about fixing the weapon up to be watertight and functional. After all, just because she's not underwater ''now,'' doesn't mean things're likely to stay that way.

Taro wades a few steps into the water, then a few more. Once he's far enough he ducks his head under to take a quick look around, while still standing. Finally he leans forward and begins to swim. Once he can no longer feel the ground beneath his feat he takes a deep breath and then dives.

<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Swim checks, both of you."
GAME: Charis rolls swim: (16)+2: 18
GAME: Taro rolls swim: (14)+8: 22
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. You can both move freely. What are your CON scores?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "And where are you going?"
<OOC> Charis says, "I can breath underwater for an hour"
<OOC> Aldean says, "The ropes are 50' long."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. You're good for now, then."
<OOC> Charis says, "as far con I have 51 turns of hold breath 17*3"
<OOC> Aldean nods.
<OOC> Taro 16
<OOC> Taro is going to swim in the direction he saw the crab
<OOC> Aldean nodnods. OK. Posing.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Perception checks, those underwater."
GAME: Charis rolls perception: (5)+5: 10
GAME: Taro rolls perception: (9)+9: 18

The waters around the docks aren't all that deep -- this is really an inlet of relatively calm water that is good for fishing and so forth but is too shallow for anything much bigger than a fishing skiff. The waters are /cold/, shockingly so, but you're both able to swim despite a chill taht takes your breath away -- you will not be able to stay in these waters long at all. The location of the beach where the crab was is pretty easy to spot sa a sandy slope under the water, but Taro spots something else -- there's some sort of sandy hollow beneath the boards of the docks.

Taro peers in that direction. He turns towards Charis and waves his arms to get the Sith's attention, then points out the hollow. A moment later he grabs his rope, holds it up, then gestures in the direction it's leading. Taro points at both Charis and himself, then repeats the gesture in the direction of the rope.

Charis gets the general idea of Taro's hand signals. He peers into the directions of the sandy hollow before turning around heading back towards the shore. Hopefully thats the nest, since theres only so much rope.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Aldean has dropped a TIMESTOP!
Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Aldean to instruct you further.
For additional in-combat commands, please type: +thelp.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-
GAME: Pips rolls initiative: Roll: 3 + Bonus: 3 = Total: 6
GAME: Charis rolls initiative: Roll: 4 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 4
GAME: Taro rolls initiative: Roll: 16 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 18
GAME: You roll initiative for Reefclaw A: Roll: 13 + Bonus: 5 = Total: 18
GAME: You roll initiative for Reefclaw B: Roll: 10 + Bonus: 5 = Total: 15
GAME: Silmeria rolls initiative: Roll: 19 + Bonus: 5 = Total: 24
<OOC> Aldean says, "Why is it that dropping a timestop is a siren call for a cat to plant themselves on my lap?"
<OOC> Silmeria XD
<OOC> Aldean says, "Perception checks, Silmeria and Pips, if you are looking into the water."
GAME: Pips rolls perception: (11)+1: 12
GAME: Silmeria rolls perception+5: (17)+14+5: 36
<OOC> Aldean ...wow.
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Pardon, take 5 off that."
<OOC> Silmeria wasn't aware Eyes of the Eagle are automagically added.

Below the pair on the docks, they can see the lit figures moving around below them in the water. Then, Silmeria spots something else ... sinuous shadows in the light. Eel-like shadows.

The pair in the water below can see them much more clearly -- two reefclaws, swimming out from the underwater sandy hollow. You've got company!

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 24.
It is now Silmeria's turn! Taro is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Silmeria ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Silmeria."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Can I tie off the rope I'm holding onto with a standard action, and take a move?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yup!"
<OOC> Silmeria does that, shouts the warning, and umps into the water.
<OOC> Silmeria says, "*jumps"
<OOC> Aldean nope, I wanna see you ump into the water. XD OK, you can do that.
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's COLD."
<OOC> Silmeria nod, poses.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 18.
It is now Taro's turn! Reefclaw A is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Taro ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Taro."
<OOC> Taro will swim - up and towards where the others were
<OOC> Taro says, "Other party members that is"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Up and towards the docks? OK. That's a double move."

Silmeria's head snaps up, eyes widening as she spots a pair of shadows in the water. "Reefclaws!" she cries, scrabbling to her feet and tying off the rope to the post. "Hurry, we have to help them!" And with that, the Vardaman dives into the water, heedless of armor, dress, and everything else that makes it a terrible idea to go for a swim.

<OOC> Aldean looks. Yes, that'a a full round action but you can get back to the dock. You're still in the water, though. Anything else?

Taro begins swimming for the docks, cheeks bulging slightly from the breath he's been holding all this time. His eyes widen when Silmeria drops suddenly into the water, but he only hesitates firca moment before pulling for the surface again. When his head comes out of the water he releases his breTh with a gasp and then begins sucking in mouthfulls of fresh air. "Found them!" he shouts before bobbing beneath once more.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 18.
It is now Reefclaw A's turn! Reefclaw B is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d3: (1): 1
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| Name | Race | Class |E Lev| CHP | HP | AC |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Charis |SITH-MAKAR|Sor | 2 | 15 | 15 | 12 | 13 | 3 | 0 | 4 |
|Pips |HALFLING |Sor | 2 | 15 | 15 | 14 | 15 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
|Silmeria |HUMAN |Inq | 4 | 24 | 24 | 20 | 17 | 5 | 4 | 6 |
|Taro |ORC |Bbn/Rgr | 4 | 42 | 42 | 16 | 20 | 8 | 5 | 5 |
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GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (14)+2: 16
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (4): 4
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+8: (17)+8: 25
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (2): 2
GAME: You damaged Charis for 6 points. 9 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis, roll me a Fort save please."
GAME: Charis rolls foritude: (20)+foritude: 20
<OOC> Aldean says, "I'll let you keep the roll :)"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're good."
<OOC> Aldean says, "I'll pose both reefclaws together."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 15.
It is now Reefclaw B's turn! Pips is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (13)+2: 15
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d2: (2): 2

Before Charis can move, a pair of creatures about three feet long or so fairly shoot from that sandy hollow with frightening speed. Blood-red spines run the length of a creature with huge lobster-like claws and tongued mouth in the front and and a back end that most closely resembles an eel. One lashes out with a claw, grabbing the sith-makar and holding him fast, sharpened spines digging into scaled skin and painfully drawing blood. The other shoots for Taro, but the oruch is quicker and more prepared, and the claw snaps at nothing.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis, you have the grappled condition in addition to damage right now. Keep this in mind on your turn."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 6.
It is now Pips' turn! Charis is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Pips ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips."
<OOC> Pips says, "Can I see the reefclaws from the surface now that Taros and Silmeria have pointed them out?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes, you can."
<OOC> Pips says, "I will fire my Elemental Ray at the one attacking Charis then."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Which element is it?"
<OOC> Pips says, "Acid"
<OOC> Aldean says, "That is ranged touch, yes?"
<OOC> Pips says, "Yep. -4 for attacking into melee, I think?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes, hang on, you have one more issue."
<OOC> Aldean says, "A submerged creature has total cover from a creature on land. Do you want to jump ni first?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Also, SIlmeria please make me a swim check?"
<OOC> Pips says, "Ah. Yeah, I'll jump in first"
GAME: Silmeria rolls swim: (16)+-2: 14
<OOC> Aldean says, "Them make me a swim check. That's a move action to do so but leaves you the standard. Make your ranged touch."
GAME: Pips rolls ranged-4: (3)+5+-4: 4
GAME: Pips rolls swim: (2)+2: 4
<OOC> Aldean says, "Woof. OK."
<OOC> Pips will pose his epic fail.
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're flailing and your ray goes well wide, the acid shot from your hand dispersing itself in the water. It's just sort of hanging there."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 4.
It is now Charis' turn! Silmeria is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Charis ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis."
<OOC> Aldean says, "FYI, for the moment I am assuming that Silmeria and Pips are treading water and are not actually underwater."
<OOC> Charis says, "Im gonna try to swim away and get to where I can stan for some fire magic..."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Break grapple first."
<OOC> Silmeria nodnod.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll your CMB."
GAME: Charis rolls Cmb: (19)+3: 22

"Alright, I'll help!" Pips jumps into the water. Well, he doesn't really jump. He instead trips, falls face first into the water near Taro, and then panics at the sudden cold from the water. He fires an acid shot in his panic, which goes horribly wide of the target, leaving acid trailing and dispersing in the water.

<OOC> Aldean says, "You are free and may take a move action. You can swim to the surface but getting onto the dock happens next round."
<OOC> Charis nodnods.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Also, remember that you need to make a CL check to get fire to operate underwater."
<OOC> Charis says, "Fire or cold magic either or But thats for next turn right now its run away!"
<OOC> Aldean nodnods! Lemme check something...
<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis, what is your swim speed?"
<OOC> Charis says, "Ummmm Dunno."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Oh. OK. If you don't have a swim speed on your sheet, then it counts as normal human. Not a problem."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (12)+2: 14
<OOC> Aldean says, "AoO."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (1): 1
GAME: You damaged Charis for 1 points. 8 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll a Fort save?"
GAME: Charis rolls Fortitude: (20)+3: 23 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)
<OOC> Aldean says, "Your system is so full of <3 tonight."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Wow. o.o"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. One of the claws catches you and grazes you as you escape."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 24.
It is now Silmeria's turn! Taro is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Silmeria."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Okay. Are the reefclaws 30' or less from me?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You had enough time while the guys were getting sorted and them swimming out to the beach and back to get your gun fixed up."
<OOC> Charis says, "Yeah but I is getting beat up so it evens out one was already on me wasnt it?..."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yup. What happened was you escaped from it, but you left a threatened square, so it took an attack of opportunity that didn't do a huge amount."
<OOC> Silmeria nod. Judgment of Protection (+1 AC), Shoot, swim back to lead them out of the water.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Back to where? Are you going to try to get them to come after you onto the dock?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hiow long does Judgment of Protection last?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Until the end of combat or I switch it up."
<OOC> Aldean nods! OK.
<OOC> Silmeria says, "And, either the dock or the beach, whichever's closer."
GAME: Note Judgement of Protection +1 AC added to Silmeria.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Dock's closer."
<OOC> Silmeria nod.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll the bones, dear, which one are you targeting?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "The one that had Charis, looking to move its focus to me."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. :) Roll it."
GAME: Silmeria rolls ranged+2: (1)+6+2: 9 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Silmeria says, "....................."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Man screw you dice."

Charis seems to really be bait, Lizard meat must taste good, because one reef bugger grabs his leg, The Sith Makar manages to kick it away then he gets grabbed at again however manages to swim away towards the dock no worse for wear. Well ok he got chunk bit out of him and a small scrape. More blood, More Prey?

<OOC> Aldean says, "Augh. That's a miss. Pose it. You can still move back to the dock; getting up onto the dock is a move action."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Oh yeah, Your gun's jammed."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Damned saltwater."
<OOC> Silmeria nod. u_u Stupid artifice.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 18.
It is now Taro's turn! Reefclaw A is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Taro."
<OOC> Taro will swim over to try and get between Charis and the reefclaw that attacked him
<OOC> Taro says, "If I can get an attack in so much the better but if not I'll just try to block!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You can do that. What is your base speed?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Including any armor."

As Charis and Taro head to safety, Silmeria's outline glimmers with a silvery gray radiance as she ducks underwater, levelling her pistol at the reefclaw that had just lost its prey, and squeezes the trigger... only for the gun to utter a muffled *click* and, even more dismayingly, release a clot of bubbles toward the surface. Her eyes widen, and she makes for the dock, pulling herself up and onto the timbers in a sodden, frustrated heap.

<OOC> Taro says, "40"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes, you vcan make an attack."
GAME: Taro rolls 7: (15)+7: 22
<OOC> Aldean says, "That's a hit. Damage."
GAME: Taro rolls 1d4+9: (1)+9: 10
<OOC> Aldean says, "Oh ... what type of weapon are you using?"
<OOC> Taro says, "Claws...so slashing dmg"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. It's hard to get as much force as you should but you do connect."
<OOC> Aldean says, "And it does some damage. Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 18.
It is now Reefclaw A's turn! Reefclaw B is next!
GAME: Note Underwater added to Taro with a duration of 8 rounds.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (20)+2: 22
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (3)+2: 5
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (8)+2: 10
<OOC> Aldean says, "Normal hit, and only one of the claws connects."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (4): 4
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+8: (1)+8: 9 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: You damaged Taro for 4 points. 38 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Taro, make a fort save?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "This is versus poison."

Taro has recovered his breath and has his head underwater. He sees the Reefclaws take the bait, as it were. All according to plan. Then he swims to cut off the one that attacked the Sith, slashing it. He can tell something isn't right, but a hit is a hit and the blood in the water appeals to Taro's savage instincts.

GAME: Taro rolls fort: (10)+8: 18
<OOC> Aldean says, "You're okay."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 15.
It is now Reefclaw B's turn! Pips is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "No grapple."
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| Name | Race | Class |E Lev| CHP | HP | AC |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Charis |SITH-MAKAR|Sor | 2 | 8 | 15 | 12 | 13 | 3 | 0 | 4 |
|Pips |HALFLING |Sor | 2 | 15 | 15 | 14 | 15 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
|Silmeria |HUMAN |Inq | 4 | 24 | 24 | 20 | 17 | 5 | 4 | 6 |
|Taro |ORC |Bbn/Rgr | 4 | 38 | 42 | 16 | 20 | 8 | 5 | 5 |
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GAME: Aldean rolls 1d2: (1): 1
<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis, I'm sorry to do this to you. My dice are in love with you tonight."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (10)+2: 12
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (2): 2
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+8: (9)+8: 17
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (2): 2
GAME: You damaged Charis for 4 points. 4 remaining.
<OOC> Charis says, "Its Okay! Im the bait!"
<OOC> Taro is gonna be a little slow, need to help with the kids. Sorry about the timing :(
<OOC> Aldean says, "And you are grappled again, this time by B. I should note that you can if you wish cast a spell while grappled, but it is using constrict."
<OOC> Charis says, "Wouldnt the water mess with my casting anyway?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Depends what it is. Fire, it will. Cold not necessarily."
<OOC> Charis nodnods.
<OOC> Aldean says, "However, you do have to make a DC 19 concenration check or pose the spell."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Er, lose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 6.
It is now Pips' turn! Charis is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips."
<OOC> Charis says, "thats spellcraft yeah?"
Taro has partially disconnected.
<OOC> Pips says, "I will make another attempt at shooting one with my acid shot. I will target the one Taro hit"
<OOC> Pips says, "Maybe the dice will love me this time around"
<OOC> Aldean says, "d20+CL+CHA mod, Charis."
GAME: Pips rolls ranged-4: (13)+5+-4: 14
<OOC> Pips says, "14 touch?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "That will hit."
GAME: Pips rolls 1d6+1: (2)+1: 3

Taro intervenes, allowing Charis to swim for safety -- but that just means they trade dance partners. Near the docks, the other reefclaw grabs Charis; the first ten feet below lunges at Taro, scraping claws down his arm but missing a grab attempt entirely.

<OOC> Aldean says, "You damage it! Acid appears to work."
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's still up, though. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 4.
It is now Charis' turn! Silmeria is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis."
<OOC> Charis says, "Ok Im gonna try ray of frost ..."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
<OOC> Charis says, "thats a ranged touch so what do I need to roll?"

Pips gains his composure and eyes up his enemies. Seeing Taro strike one of the reefclaws, Pips decides to help focus it down. Firing a blast of acid from his hands, he manages to connect this time around, damaging the creature a little bit. He cheers, "Glub glub glub!"

<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll a ranged attack per normal."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips, are you fully underwater or just treading?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Also, make me a concentration check, because you're grappled."
<OOC> Aldean says, "DC 19. d20+CL+your CHA modifier."
<OOC> Pips says, "Mostly treading, but dipping my head under to better see during attacks"
GAME: Charis rolls 1d20+2+3: (17)+2+3: 22
<OOC> Aldean says, "Excellent, you can cast no problem ^^"
GAME: Charis rolls ranged: (12)+1: 13
<OOC> Aldean says, "+Cast the spell?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "+cast sorc=Ray of Frost"
GAME: Charis casts Ray of Frost. Caster Level: 2 DC: 13
<OOC> Aldean says, "There you go! OK, the ranged touch unfortunately will miss because of the -2 for ranged attacks in water."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it. The water around it is now REALLY COLD."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 24.
It is now Silmeria's turn! Taro is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Silmeria."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Unjamming a firearm is a full round action?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Actually would a Bless spell touch those in the water, too?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "That, then. :3"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Cast and pose :)"
GAME: Silmeria casts Bless. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13
<OOC> Aldean says, "And let people know what the bonuses are."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 18.
It is now Taro's turn! Reefclaw A is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Taro?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "That's a +1 to attack and saving throws."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Because Death loves you!"

Charis once again is becoming fish food and is once again gappled by these little beasties, this time instead of kicking away right off the bat, he spins sending out a ray of frost his finger wich goes wide and off its hitting nothing but water.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Ther are little speckles of ice in the water around it, though."
<OOC> Aldean ? :)

"Get out of the water!" Silmeria says, letting her gun fall to the docks for a moment. "Gentle Lady," she says, bowing her head for a moment, "grant my friends the gift of Your disregard... May they find the door to Your halls barred, and open only for our enemies." ....A prayer beseeching the Goddess of Death... to go away. Perhaps more astounding is, by the cool certainty falling over the other three combatants, ''it's working.''

<OOC> Aldean says, "Gonna skip Taro for the moment, will wrangle him back in."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 18.
It is now Reefclaw A's turn! Reefclaw B is next!

<OOC> Aldean says, "Reefclaw A turns and flees the acid."
<OOC> Aldean rools AoO for him ....
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+7: (19)+7: 26
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4+9: (4)+9: 13
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK, so it turns and limps off!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Slowly."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 15.
It is now Reefclaw B's turn! Pips is next!
GAME: 'reefclaw a' removed from initiative list.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Free action to maintain grapple."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (4): 4
<OOC> Aldean says, "This is constrict damage...."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+8: (19)+8: 27
<OOC> Aldean says, "No, that's not the damage, that's the check to maintain hold."
GAME: You damaged Charis for 4 points. 0 remaining. (DISABLED)
<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis. You are disabled."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 6.
It is now Pips' turn! Charis is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "I am ruling that because this is not a new attack, new poison doesn't apply. This is just a constrict."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips."
<OOC> Pips says, "I will shoot at the one that is running away with my acid shot"
GAME: Pips rolls ranged+1: (18)+5+1: 24
<OOC> Aldean says, "Wait a second"

One, hit by acid and claws, turns to swim off. Bad move, as another parting shot from the oruch leaves it bleeding badly. Instead ... it limps off much more slowly, but still far faster than any of you can swim. The other crushes Charis' arm with strong claws, the spines digging deeper and attempting to crack bone.

<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. You can do that and it will hit ..."
GAME: Pips rolls 1d6+1: (1)+1: 2
<OOC> Aldean says, "It hits but glances off the fleeing creature. Does damage, though. Pose it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "SOMEHOW that thing is still up."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 4.
It is now Charis' turn! Silmeria is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Charis."
<OOC> Charis is out cold yes?
<OOC> Aldean says, "Not yet. You are disabled -- you may make a move otr standard, not both, and anything strenuous will put you into dying. You basically get one more move."

Pips sees the fleeing creature and hastily shoots another blast of acid at the creature. However, it only just scrapes the creature, leaving it alive. Pips makes a slight frown, shaking a fist at the creature.

<OOC> Charis says, "Can I try to break away from the grapple?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes."
<OOC> Charis says, "Thats cmb right?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "MM-hmm!"
GAME: Charis rolls cmb: (18)+3: 21
<OOC> Aldean says, "Doing so will make you black out but it;s likely your best option. That will do it. You're out but you black out and are dying -- and in danger of drowning."
GAME: You damaged Charis for 1 points. -1 remaining. (DYING)
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Pose it."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 24.
It is now Silmeria's turn! Taro is next!
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Double move to dive in and haul Charis out?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "He's got a rope tied to him. I'll let you haul him out from the dock."
<OOC> Silmeria nod, does that.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Is it he or she?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "He according to desc, my bad."
<OOC> Aldean says, "K"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Oh wait."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "?"

Yeah The Sith-Makar is in a bad spot his blood mixing with the water and ice, he makes a last ditch effort to kick the little beastie off, wich by the love of the dragon gods succeeds. However the strain proves too much. Broken and bleeding the draconic sorcerer loses conciousness.

<OOC> Aldean says, "You can do that, but it'll take an AoO and go after you instead?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Is that acceptable?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Fine by me."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (10)+2: 12
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| Name | Race | Class |E Lev| CHP | HP | AC |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Charis |SITH-MAKAR|Sor | 2 | -1 | 15 | 12 | 13 | 3 | 0 | 4 |
|Pips |HALFLING |Sor | 2 | 15 | 15 | 14 | 15 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
|Silmeria |HUMAN |Inq | 4 | 24 | 24 | 20 | 17 | 5 | 4 | 6 |
|Taro |ORC |Bbn/Rgr | 4 | 38 | 42 | 16 | 20 | 8 | 5 | 5 |
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<OOC> Aldean says, "And it will miss."
<OOC> Aldean says, "This is a full round action, pose it, but Charis is now helpless in your square."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 18.
It is now Taro's turn! Reefclaw B is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Taro, are you back yet?"

Following the action from the dock -- with some difficulty -- Silmeria gets to her feet and starts hauling on Charis' rope the moment the sorceror breaks free... And is visibly alarmed at the tug of dead weight at the other end. With a great deal of effort, the Vardamen hauls the Sith onto the dock, dropping to the ground to cover the Sith ust as the sole remaining reefclaw lunges out of the water, missing them both. "Wake up, wake up..."

<OOC> Aldean sighs. Skips him again.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 15.
It is now Reefclaw B's turn! Pips is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (15)+2: 17
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips what is your AC minus your dex/dodge bonuses? You missed your Swim check."
<OOC> Pips says, "11. Just the +1 from size :|"
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| Name | Race | Class |E Lev| CHP | HP | AC |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Charis |SITH-MAKAR|Sor | 2 | -1 | 15 | 12 | 13 | 3 | 0 | 4 |
|Pips |HALFLING |Sor | 2 | 15 | 15 | 14 | 15 | 4 | 4 | 3 |
|Silmeria |HUMAN |Inq | 4 | 24 | 24 | 20 | 17 | 5 | 4 | 6 |
|Taro |ORC |Bbn/Rgr | 4 | 38 | 42 | 16 | 20 | 8 | 5 | 5 |
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GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (4): 4
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+8: (4)+8: 12
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll a fort save but happily you're flailing so bad the grapple misses."
GAME: You damaged Pips for 4 points. 11 remaining.
GAME: Pips rolls fortitude: (4)+4: 8
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d2: (1): 1
GAME: Note Poison Save added to Pips with a duration of 4 rounds.
GAME: You damaged Pips's Strength for 1 points. 1 total damage.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips, the claws grab you but you tear free before it tightens its grip. You're feeling yourself weaken from poison, though."
<OOC> Pips says, "Okie dokie"

The other injured reefclaw has fled, but having lost its dinner, the second one turns to its closest source! Halfling! A claw lashes out and grabs the flailing Pips, but he tears free before it can tighten its hold, leaving bleeding gashes on his skin. He can feel himself weakening as the burn of poison begins to work its way into his system.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 6.
It is now Pips' turn! Charis is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips."
<OOC> Pips says, "I'm guessing I can't Five-foot adjust while swimming?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "No."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Not without a swim speed."
<OOC> Pips says, "In that case, I will try to cast Color Spray defensively"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Make concentration check."
GAME: Pips casts Color Spray. Caster Level: 2 DC: 15
GAME: Pips rolls d20+CL+CHA: (18)+d20+CL+CHA: 18
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. What is your CHA modifier?"
<OOC> Pips says, "+4"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "So 24, total."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Correct. That will make, as the DC was 17."
<OOC> Pips prays that it fails its save.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4 (Will): (14)+4 (Will): 18
<OOC> Pips says, "Darn."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yeah, no good, it shakes it off. Sorry."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 4.
It is now Charis' turn! Silmeria is next!

Pips yelps a bit at the attack. He feels a little sick from the poison. He desperately unleashes a wave of brightly colored light to attempt to blind the creature, but it doesn't seem to affect it, leaving the poor halfling staring at the creature. "Uhmmm... I-I don't taste good, I swear!"

<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll Constitution with a -1 penalty, Charis."
GAME: Charis rolls Constitution -1: (7)+3+-1: 9
<OOC> Aldean says, "Failure, sorry."
GAME: You damaged Charis for 1 points. -2 remaining. (DYING)
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 24.
It is now Silmeria's turn! Taro is next!

''Silmeria pages: Heal checks can be made untrained, right?''
''You paged Silmeria with 'Yup! Your DC is 15 and anything that heals even one point will stabilize him.'''
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose if you like."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Heal check to stabilize."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Silmeria. OK. Roll."
GAME: Silmeria rolls heal: (15)+2: 17
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Woohoo!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Good enough. You're stable. yay! No longer losing HP, just unconscious."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
<OOC> Charis cheers!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 18.
It is now Taro's turn! Reefclaw B is next!

<OOC> Aldean says, "Taro."

"Okay... Okay.. Okay," Silmeria mutters to herself as she checks over Charis, pausing long enough to shout "GET OUT OF THE WATER!" at Pips. Turning back to the bleeding Sith, she drags a pair of sodden handkerchiefs out of her messenger bag, shaking the worst of the damp off and tearing them into thick strips. Binding Charis' mangled arm, she settles back, checks the man's pulse, and sighs in relief. At least at the moment, all he needs is a healer.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 15.
It is now Reefclaw B's turn! Pips is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "I think we've lost him for good."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (15)+2: 17
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (4)+2: 6
<OOC> Aldean says, "One hits."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (4): 4
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+8: (2)+8: 10
<OOC> Aldean says, "And roll me another Fort save, DC is 2 higher."
GAME: Pips rolls fortitude: (15)+4: 19
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. That clears both doses of poison."
GAME: You damaged Pips for 4 points. 7 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "And you are not grappled."

Even as Silmeria is screaming for the others to get out of the water, the reefclaw lunges at Pips again. As before, though, the halfling may not be able to swim, but the flailing as he desperately tries to tread water makes him hard to pin. More blood joins the water around Pips.

GAME: Note Poison Save removed from Pips
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 6.
It is now Pips' turn! Charis is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips."
<OOC> Pips says, "I'm taking Silmeria's advise and fleeing from the water towards her as fast as I can."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Withdraw action?"
<OOC> Pips says, "Yep."
<OOC> Aldean nodnods., Pose it.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 4.
It is now Charis' turn! Silmeria is next!
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 24.
It is now Silmeria's turn! Taro is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Charis is unconscious but stable."
<OOC> Aldean says, "SIlmeria."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Time to mess up the reefclaw's day."

Pips feels ill from blood loss. He hears Silmeria yell at him, which helps calm him a little bit. He moves quickly towards her, hoping to escape pincer-claw death.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Uh-oh. Remember a creature on land does not have line of effect to a submerged creature. Would you prefer to ready an action?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Hm."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Actually I'll be due an AoO pretty much if it gets on the dock near me, so... FLames of the Faithful."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. ;)"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "...Dammit one sec."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK, so everyone is up on the dock at this point. You're all soaked and freezing."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Or nevermind, because I can't refill my spell slots from last night yet. :P"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Yes, I'll ready an action."
<OOC> Aldean says, "What is it?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Oh, derp. An attack action, hopefully to follow on from the AoO if it gets into threat range."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. :)"
<OOC> Aldean says, "As you're by the edge of the dock, if it comes up on the dock you're going to smack it, y?"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Y."
<OOC> Aldean says, "K"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it ^^"
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 18.
It is now Taro's turn! Reefclaw B is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 15.
It is now Reefclaw B's turn! Pips is next!
<OOC> Aldean skips again.

As Pips frantically makes for the dock, Silmeria draws a glimmering, hook-bladed sword, her face grim as she scans the waters below.

<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. It's going to try to climb onto the dock. Let him have it."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "...Add enchantment bonii manually?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Uh-huh"
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Just making sure."
GAME: Silmeria rolls melee+1: (11)+4+1: 16
<OOC> Aldean says, "That will hit. Land is MUCH better! Damage."
GAME: Silmeria rolls 1d8+1: (6)+1: 7
<OOC> Aldean says, "You take a chunk out of it! It gets up on the dock, but can't do anything else."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Go ahead and add to your pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 6.
It is now Pips' turn! Charis is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips."
<OOC> Pips says, "Can I five-foot adjust and catch the creature in color spray without hitting Silmeria?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yup, you can back further down the dock and do that!"
GAME: Pips casts Color Spray. Caster Level: 2 DC: 15
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+4 (Will): (11)+4 (Will): 15
<OOC> Aldean says, "Just makes it, sorry."
<OOC> Pips will pose it.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 4.
It is now Charis' turn! Silmeria is next!
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 24.
It is now Silmeria's turn! Taro is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Silmeria"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You are threatening it and it you."
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Swap to Judgment of Destruction (+2 damage)"

Pips backs away from the creature and blasts it with more colored light, carefully aiming it to not catch Silmeria. However, the creature again shakes off the effects of his spell, leaving Pips perplexed. He's never seen anything shake his spells off like this before!

<OOC> Silmeria says, "HIT IT INNA FACE."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll."
GAME: Silmeria rolls melee+1: (10)+4+1: 15
GAME: Note Judgement of Protection +1 AC removed from Silmeria
GAME: Note Judgment of Destruction +2 dmg added to Silmeria.
<OOC> Aldean says, "That'll hit, damage"
GAME: Silmeria rolls 1d8+3: (6)+3: 9
<OOC> Aldean says, "You damage it severely, slowing it down. It's still fighting, though it's staggered. Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 18.
It is now Taro's turn! Reefclaw B is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 15.
It is now Reefclaw B's turn! Pips is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 120+2: (16)+120+2: 138
<OOC> Aldean says, "HAHAHAHAHA SORRY"
<OOC> Pips XD
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (9)+2: 11
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smirk. My typist hates Sil, apparently. Miss."

"ENOUGH!" Silmeria says, the silvery-gray glow flaring, darkening. "YOU AND YOURS ARE ''NOT WANTED,'' CREATURE, AND YOUR BROTHER HAS FLED ALREADY!" Slipping in, she turns, sweeping the hooked sword up and around in a vicious arc that rends chitin and splatters ichor across the dock. "IF YOU CANNOT SEE WISDOM, I SHALL ENGRAVE IT UPON YOUR ''SOUL!''"

Only the Grey Harpist knows about the thing's soul, but the inquisitor certainly engraved the wisdom of a sword upon the thing's eel-like body. Slowed by the massive gash across it, it snaps a claw at her, the ugly, blood-coated thing going well wide and throwing more seaweed and blood-laced water on the dock.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 6.
It is now Pips' turn! Charis is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pips."
<OOC> Pips says, "More color spray!"
GAME: Pips casts Color Spray. Caster Level: 2 DC: 15
<OOC> Silmeria says, "Colors everywhere!"
GAME: Aldean rolls 4 (Will): (4)+4 (Will): 8
<OOC> Pips says, "Hurray!"
<OOC> Pips says, "How many HD does it have?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Failure. It collapses unconscious. Pose it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "COLORS!"

No one has ever accused Pips of changing tactics. He blasts yet a third round of color spray at the creature and it finally can take no more, passing out on the dock. "Hurray!"

<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. We are now out of initiative rounds and into free RP. Taro can come back when he likes. All of you are soaked and freezing, most of you are bleeding, and one of you is unconscious."
<OOC> Aldean says, "But you now know where the nest lies."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Taro was able to see that."
<OOC> Charis needs a healer!
<OOC> Silmeria will get you one!

"Ssssh," Silmeria says, as the weakened and confused creature slumps to the dock, kneeling down next to it and stroking its head. "I know, it hurts, and it's terrifying. Don't worry, though..." With an almost motherly smile on her face for the eel-like crustacean, she sets the point of her sword on top of its head, one hard jerk cracking its shell and delivering the deathstroke. Looking up at Pips, as she holds the reefclaw as it thrashes its ast, she nods to Charis. "Get the healer for her, if you please?"

Pips shakes like a dog, getting as dry as he can to try to keep from catching a cold. He quickly applies a little ointment to his wounds from his pack to help the bleeding. When Silmeria finishes the creature off and speaks to him, he nods cheerfully. "Okie dokie! I will go find some help! If his bleeding gets worse, try this." He throws a bit of the ointment to Silmeria and then dashes off to the town to try to find some help.

For his part Charis is laying on the dock breathing shallowly, broken and bruised but still alive to fight again another day.
[[Category:Logs]]

Recent Logs

2015-01-11T13:00:22Z

Arlean:

[[Category:Logs]]
Roleplay is central to Tenebrae, and consists of a mix of scenes, grid, and PrPs. Here you may read some of the logs our players have posted, or wanted to share. This page may also be used to post logs for PrPs, to share an item for staff review, or to tell players about a great scene. Remember too, if you're RPing in a public area, a log may end up on this site. Most recent logs are at the '''bottom.'''

==Our Logs==
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|Log
|People
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|August 22th, 2013
|[[PrP: Goblintown Sewers]]
|[[Thora]], [[Albain]], [[Elessa]], [[Randek]], [[Gwendolyn]]
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|August 24th, 2013
|[[PrP: The Duty of Shadows]]
|[[Tatyannah]], [[Gwendolyn]], [[Laoise]], [[Schneider]], [[Solace]]
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|August 28th, 2013
|[[Munch's Workshop]]
|[[Solace]], [[Munch]], [[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]]
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|September 10th, 2013
|[[PrP: General Bloodeyes Appears]]
|[[Ferawyn]], [[Mikilos]], [[Oates]], [[Nadara]], [[Arik]]
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|September 16th, 2013
|[[PrP: The Wild Hunt]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Jareth]], [[Oates]], [[Teppus]], [[Munch]]
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|September 17th, 2013
|[[Wild Inn]]
|[[Arik]], [[Kira]], [[Mikilos]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Zaxx]], [[Kravar]], [[Kranya]]
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|September 23rd, 2013
|[[Steel Festival]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Jessa]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]]
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|September 24th, 2013
|[[PrP: The Galena Lode - Part 1]]
|[[Jensine]], [[Jonan]], [[Mel]], [[Zippo]]
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|September 26th, 2013
|[[Meat Market]]
|[[Jame]], [[Mikilos]], [[Garak]], [[Boshter]], [[Ol' Mags]], [[Constantin]]
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|September 29th, 2013
|[[Lizard Lunch at the Ox]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Mel]], [[Zalara]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]]
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|October 11th, 2013
|[[Feegot]]
|[[Dinala]], [[Boshter]], [[Schneider]], [[Mikilos]]
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|October 12th, 2013
|[[Rescue Party]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Eligar]], [[Schneider]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]]
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|October 12th, 2013
|[[Gunpowder Whisky]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Mikilos]]
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|October 14th, 2013
|[[Dire Consequences]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Garak]], [[Jame]], [[Kiroth]], [[Styrner]]
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|October 16th, 2013
|[[Hanging Out]]
|[[Boshter]], [[Mikilos]], [[Alexander]], [[Jibbom]], [[Elessa]], [[Jessa]], [[Kiroth]], [[Sonja]]
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|October 19th, 2013
|[[Bennet's Arrival]]
|[[Bennet]], [[Kerbasy]]
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|October 25th, 2013
|[[Way Down in the Hole]]
|[[Munch]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Kravar]], [[Elessa]], [[Kojot]]
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|October 25th, 2013
|[[Race]]
|[[Azog]], [[Boshter]], [[Munch]], [[Renfrey]]
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|October 27th, 2013
|[[Day After]]
|[[Munch]], [[Benthus]], [[Vennan]], [[Jessa]], [[Kira]], [[Serene]]
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|November 14th, 2013
|[[Pies]]
|[[Bennet]], [[Svarshan]], [[Renfrey]], [[Sandy]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]], [[Raethon]]
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|November 15th, 2013
|[[Rubble]]
|[[Munch]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sandy]], [[Garak]]
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|November 16, 2013
|[[Redemption]]
|[[Fishbelly]], [[Kira]], [[Kiroth]], [[Mel]]
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|November 22nd, 2013
|[[Apple Pie]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Elycia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Bennet]], [[Benthus]]
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|November 24, 2013
|[[End of the Queen]]
|Lots
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|November 25th, 2013
|[[Clean up]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
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|November 27th, 2013
|[[Market Recovery]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Arngrim]], [[Myrana]], [[Rhodes]], [[Argos]], [[Benthus]], [[Verna]]
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|December 3, 2013
|[[Bureaucracy]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Renfrey]], [[Mikilos]]
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|December 6, 2013
|[[PRP: Mine over Matter]]
|[[Corra]], [[Duncan]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Takiyah]], [[Zippo]]
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|December 7th, 2013
|[[Circle Sweat]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Vuk]], [[Kiroth]]
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|December 8, 2013
|[[PRP: Freezing Caravan Duty]]
|[[Zaxx]], [[Bennet]], [[Kiroth]], [[Benthus]]
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|December 9, 2013
|[[PRP: Strange Sightings]]
|[[Oates]], [[Kravar]], [[Tak]], [[Aurala]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Cesran]]
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|December 9th, 2013
|[[Board Plaza]]
|[[Selia]], [[Kiroth]], [[Benthus]]
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|Decembter 10th, 2013
|[[PRP: Ants!]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Takiyah]], [[Kirranelion]]
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|December 11th, 2013
|[[PRP: The Retrieval Job]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Jibbom]], [[Halani]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Teppus]]
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|December 16th, 2013
|[[PRP: Escapee]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Rhar]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Kiroth]], [[Larron]], [[Renfrey]]
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|December 17th, 2013
|[[Time in the Tavern]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Vuk]], [[Mikilos]], [[Kiroth]], [[Larron]], [[Myrana]], [[Svarshan]]
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|December 19th, 2013
|[[Jessa's Lions]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jessa]]
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|December 21st, 2013
|[[PRP: Finding some Dirty Rats]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Bennet]], [[Kade]], [[Zippo]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]], [[Takiyah]]
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|December 23rd, 2013
|[[Cleaning Up]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Zaxx]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Corra]], [[Larron]], [[Takiyah]], [[Zippo]]
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|December 19th & 26th, 2013
|[[PRP: Storming the Monastery]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Teppus]], [[Tak]], [[Kravar]], [[Aurala]], [[Jibbom]]
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|January 1st, 2014
|[[Nobel Snow]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Renfrey]], [[Mikilos]]
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|January 5th, 2014
|[[Stone Carving]]
|[[Munch]], [[Fazahd]], [[Azog]], [[Cesran]], [[Elycia]], [[Aurala]], [[Findrago]]
|-
|January 5th, 2014
|[[House Punching]]
|[[Selia]], [[Boshter]], [[Fazahd]], [[Whysper]], [[Renfrey]]
|-
|January 6th, 2014
|[[Chest Opening]]
|[[Fazahd]], [[Oates]], [[Vennan]], [[Elessa]], [[Zalara]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Findrago]], [[Renfrey]], [[Dragomir]], [[Selia]], [[Aenyn]]
|-
|January 12, 2014
|[[Forward to the Past]]
|[[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Jareth]], [[Svarshan]], [[Karelin]]
|-
|January 13, 2014
|[[Bump in the Night]]
|[[Findrago]], [[Stirling]], [[Conjan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 14, 2014
|[[Fernwood Fluff]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhodes]], [[Corra]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 15, 2014
|[[Over the Moon]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]], [[Myrana]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 17, 2014
|[[Trouble at the Farm]]
|[[Caris]], [[Kilian]], [[Rayne]], [[Rhodes]],[[Vuk]]
|-
|January 18, 2014
|[[Hugging, Chili, and Demon Fish]]
|[[Azog]], [[Bennet]], [[Findrago]], [[Rayne]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|January 21, 2014
|[[Jibbom-s-]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Jibbom]], [[Ormarr]], [[Mikilos]], [[Leisel]], [[Zaxx]]
|-
|Janurary 22, 2014
|[[Salt pork]]
|[[Selia]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|January 25, 2014
|[[Cold Bones]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Vuk]], [[Schneider]], [[Bennet]], [[Rhodes]], [[Brom]]
|-
|January 26, 2014
|[[PRP: Hunting Party]]
|[[Duroc]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Takiyah]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|January 27, 2014
|[[PRP: Adventure Time!]]
|[[Colrick]], [[Rhodes]], [[Vuk]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 28, 2014
|[[PRP: Trouble on the Road]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Hilal]], [[Namira]], [[Elessa]], [[Zaxx]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|January 26, 2014
|[[PRP: The Gamekeeper's Manor]]
|[[Duncan]], [[Kade]], [[Kiroth]], [[Rayne]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Zippo]]
|-
|January 30, 2014
|[[Festival Fun]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Munch]], [[Namira]]
|-
|January 31, 2014
|[[Head Butts]]
|[[Azog]], [[Kravar]], [[Fa'lere]], [[Boshter]], [[Mikilos]], [[Jibbom]], [[Zaxx]]
|-
|February 1, 2014
|[[Dark Rituals]]
|[[Duncan]], [[Kiroth]], [[Fa'lere]], [[Renfrey]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|February 2, 2014
|[[PRP: Adventure Time 2: The Second Try]]
|[[Corra]], [[Lorien]], [[Namira]], [[Styrner]]
|-
|February 4, 2014
|[[At the Market]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Namira]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 6, 2014
|[[Advertisement]]
|[[Albain]], [[Brianna]], [[Percival]], [[Charlotte]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 7, 2014
|[[Paperworks]]
|[[Kerbasy]], [[Verna]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 7, 2014
|[[PrP: The Merchant Ambush]]
|[[Conjan]], [[Ranth]], [[Selerik]], [[Zippo]], [[Rhar]], [[Charlotte]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|February 7, 2014
|[[Roadside Greet]]
|[[Munch]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Ranth]], [[Percival]]
|-
|February 8, 2014
|[[Pruning]]
|[[Munch]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|February 11, 2014
|[[Chat Spice]]
|[[Zoob]], [[Cesran]], [[Bennet]]
|-
|February 12, 2014
|[[PrP: The Costumes and the Manor]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Garak]], [[Lorien]], [[Charlotte]], [[Ranth]]
|-
|February 15, 2014
|[[Foodies]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|Febuary 20, 2014
|[[Gun Talk]]
|[[Bennet]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|February 24, 2014
|[[A Riding Wolf and a Chance Meeting]]
|[[Percival]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|February 27, 2014
|[[Vardama Ritual]]
|[[Verna]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Bennet]], [[Boshter]], [[Namira]], [[Rhodes]]
|-
|February 28, 2014
|[[Beast Market]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Boshter]]
|-
|March 3, 2014
|[[Hoverbike]]
|[[Coppervolt]], [[Zalara]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|March 4, 2014
|[[Staffy]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]], [[Namira]]
|-
|March 5, 2014
|[[Fern Chat]]
|[[Selia]], [[Corra]]
|-
|March 6, 2014
|[[Candy Cannon]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|March 6, 2014
|[[Visit to Mictlan]]
|[[Rhodes]], [[Svarshan]], [[Renfrey]], [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|March 8, 2014
|[[Nevermind the Bollocks]]
|[[Rhar]], [[Zoob]], [[Mel]], [[Duncan]]
|-
|March 10, 2014
|[[Before Parliament, part 1]]
|Many
|-
|March 12, 2014
|[[Fried Boshter]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Boshter]], [[Myrana]], [[Zoob]], [[Elycia]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|March 14, 2014
|[[Reversal of Fortunes]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Nadara]], [[Verna]], [[Schneider]]
|-
|March 15, 2014
|[[Celebration for the Gods]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Azog]], [[Lorien]], [[Cesran]], [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|March 15, 2014
|[[Arena Chat]]
|[[Boshter]], [[Azog]], [[Munch]]
|-
|March 15, 2014
|[[Green Word]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Ferawyn]]
|-
|March 19th, 2014
|[[Farm Aid]]
|[[Dragomir]], [[Lorien]], [[Zoob]], [[Smythly]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|March 19, 2014
|[[PrP: Cellar Centipedes]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Savengriff]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 18, 2014
|[[In the Guild]]
|[[Savengriff]], [[Verna]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Altar]], [[Azog]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Bennet]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|March 19, 2014
|[[PRP: Kulthus Ruins]]
|[[Verna]], [[Munch]], [[Brom]], [[Gragnar]]
|-
|March 20, 2014
|[[PRP: Fire! Fire!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Corra]], [[Savengriff]]
|-
|March 20, 2014
|[[War Talk]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Selia]]
|-
|March 21, 2014
|[[PRP: Choose Your Own Adventure]]
|[[Charlotte]], [[Johan]], [[Lorien]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 22, 2014
|[[Enigmatic Magical Troupe 5000]]
|[[Altar]], [[Lorien]], [[Rhar]], [[Duncan]], [[Zippo]], [[Mogrinaar]]
|-
|March 22, 2014
|[[Reversal of Fortunes, Pt 2]]
|[[Verna]], [[Vuk]], [[Schneider]], [[Rhodes]]
|-
|March 23, 2014
|[[PRP: Where There's Smoke...]]
|[[Johan]], [[Namira]], [[Schneider]], [[Corra]], [[Rayne]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|March 23, 2014
|[[prp: Silly Leprechaun]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Altar]], [[Smythly]]
|-
|March 23, 2014
|[[PRP: Choose Your Own Adventure II]]
|[[Corra]], [[Jane]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|March 24, 2014
|[[Artifice]]
|[[Vuk]], [[Munch]], [[Brianna]], [[Lorien]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|March 25, 2014
|[[PRP: Hold The Line!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Hassan]], [[Aurala]], [[Duncan]]
|-
|March 24th, 2014
|[[Tested]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Kyson]]
|-
|March 31, 2014
|[[Fernly Chat]]
|[[Selia]], [[Kyson]]
|-
|April 1st, 2014
|[[PRP: Into the Breach!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Altar]], [[Corra]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|April 3, 2014
|[[Unique]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Kyson]], [[Vuk]], [[Mikilos]], [[Brianna]]
|-
|April 3rd, 2014
|[[Grand Theft Arcana]]
|[[Verna]], [[Altar]], [[Smythly]], [[Lilyth]]
|-
|April 4th, 2014
|[[Choose Your Own Adventure III]]
|[[Brianna]], [[Mel]], [[Rhar]], [[Savengriff]]
|-
|April 11, 2014
|[[Roasted Nuts]]
|[[Altar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Tyrianna]]
|-
|April 11th, 2014
|[[Grand Theft Arcana - Spice City]]
|[[Sargon]], [[Altar]], [[Rhar]], [[Bennet]]
|-
|April 13th, 2014
|[[Were Bats, Were Rats]]
|-
|April 14, 2014
|[[DragonFly]]
|[[Fishbelly]], [[Tyrianna]], [[Rayne]], [[Coppervolt]], [[Mikilos]], [[Altar]]
|-
|April 18, 2014
|[[Trade Stuffs]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Brianna]]
|-
|April 18th, 2014
|[[Cairn I Barrow A Cup?]]
|[[Fishbelly]], [[Kravar]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Vuk]]
|-
|April 18, 2014
|[[FUNeral]]
|[[Lots]]
|-
|April 19, 2014
|[[Ale Chat]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Pendleton]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|April 19, 2014
|[[Munch Toss]]
|[[Munch]], [[Sandy]], [[Talon]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Crow]], [[Pendleton]]
|-
|April 22, 2014
|[[Dock Talk]]
|[[Boshter]], [[Selia]], [[Naneth]]
|-
|April 22nd, 2014
|[[Bordering Felwood]]
|[[Talon]], [[Crow]], [[Altar]], [[Belladona]], [[Naneth]]
|-
|April 22, 2014
|[[Calimari]]
|[[Dur'ankar]], [[Redmane]], [[Verna]], [[Rhodes]], [[Mikilos]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Embrey]], [[Achala]]
|-
|April 24th, 2014
|[[Goblin Treasure]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Kirran]], [[Cressida ]]
|-
|April 24th, 2014
|[[Guilds, Bazoombas and lingual Difficulties]]
|[[Moonshadow]], [[Naneth]], [[Redmane]]
|-
|April 24th, 2014
|[[Into the Woods: Bordering Felwood pt 2]]
|[[Lorien]], [[Naneth]], [[Talon]], [[Verna]] [[Belladona]]
|-
|April 26th, 2014
|[[Midnight Meat Train]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]], [[Kirran]]
|-
|April 26th, 2014
|[[Down by the Docks]]
|[[Coppervolt]], [[Argos]], [[Constantin]]
|-
|April 30th, 2014
|[[Sea Hag and her Crab]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]]. [[Lydia]]
|-
|May 3rd, 2014
|[[So Wrong it's Wight]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Colrick]], [[Elessa]], [[Hassan]], [[Schneider]], [[Vennan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 5, 2014
|[[Bor Market]]
|[[Klythos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Bor]], [[Aurala]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|May 6th, 2014
|[[Drip Drip 1]]
|[[Barbalau]], [[Hassan]], [[Klythos]], [[Redmane]]. Run by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 6, 2014
|[[Visiting the Green]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Crow]], [[Kirran]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|May 7, 2014
|[[Goblin Cheaters]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]]. [[Lydia]]
|-
|May 8, 2014
|[[Relics, Tomes, Blood, and Bones]]
|Aevarr, [[Bor]], Klythos, Lilyth, Lorien, Stirling
|-
|May 12, 2014
|[[Melons]]
|[[Munch]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|May 12, 2014
|[[Drip Drip 2]]
|[[Klythos]], [[Redmane]]. Run by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 12, 2014
|[[Raising Elessa]]
|-
|May 14, 2014
|[[A Rot in Telbridge]]
|[[Alakton]], [[Klythos]], [[Laefwyn]], [[Naneth]]. Run by [[Pendleton]]
|
|-
|May 14, 2014
|[[Tournament Paramount]]
|[[Radek]] [[Djelka]] [[Fishbelly]] [[Munch]] [[Smythly]]
|
|-
|May 16, 2014
|[[Runes in Rune]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Schneider]], [[Tak]], [[Teppus]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 17, 2014
|[[Sacred Hunt]]
|[[Naneth]], [[Fishbelly]], [[Kathryn]], [[Lorien]], [[Azog]]
|-
|May 18, 2014
|[[Blood and Apples]]
|[[Cressida]], [[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Silvana]], [[Smythly]], [[Stjepan]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|May 19, 2014
|[[A Simple Test]]
|[[Smythly]], [[Stirling]], [[Tywulf]], [[Taika]], [[Klythos]]
|-
|May 19, 2014
|[[More Ox]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Bor]], [[Svarshan]], [[Munch]], [[Jibbom]], [[Verna]], [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 20, 2014
|[[A Rent Party]]
|[[Lorien]], [[Lothos]], [[Naneth]], [[Redmane]], [[Taika]], [[Tywulf]]; hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 20, 2014
|[[Trouble at the Homestead - Cesran Run]]
|[[Orion]], [[Tywulf]], [[Alice]], [[Cressida]], [[Taika]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|May 24, 2014
|[[Gate Chat]]
|[[Azog]], [[Selia]]
|-
|May 27, 2014
|[[Clearing the Village]]
|[[Orion]], [[Alice]]. [[Cressida]]. [[Eilora]]
|-
|May 27, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/dd3.txt Drip Drip 3]
|[[Alakton]], [[Klythos]], [[Laefwyn]], [[Pavanna]], [[Solace]]; hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|May 20, 2014
|[[Trouble at the Homestead - Jeor Run]]
|[[Rayne]], [[Lorien]], [[Belladona]], [[Klythos]], [[Mitneisk]], [[Corra]]
|-
|May 28, 2014
|[[Roundup]]
|[[Alice]], [[Cressida]], [[Lorien]], [[Orion]], [[Smythly]], [[Silvana]]
|-
|June 1, 2014
|[[Sith-makar Open Meeting]]
|[[Dur'ankar]], [[Orion]], [[Ssylrath]], and [[Svarshan]]
|-
|June 3, 2014
|[[Guild Meet]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Munch]], [[Cessida]], [[Lorien]]
|-
|June 3, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/beer1.txt Spring Beer]
|[[Solace]], [[Lothos]]; hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|June 4, 2014
|[[Broken Library]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Mikilos]], [[MoonShadow]]
|-
|June 4, 2014
|[[Centaur Raiders]]
|[[Alice]], [[Cressida]], [[Lorien]], [[Orion]], [[Smythly]], [[Pavanna]], [[Nicolai]][[Category:Admin]]
|-
|June 6, 2014
|[[Coffee]]
|[[Selia]], [[Taika]], [[Tywulf]]
|-
|June 6, 2014
|[[PrP: Live Catch]]
|Run by [[Mikilos]], with [[Belladona]], [[Bor]], [[Eilora]], [[Lorien]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|June 11, 2014
|[[PrP: Strange Creatures]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]], [[Duncan]], [[Smythly ]]
|-
|June 11, 2014
|[[Dragon Bones]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Klythos]], [[Lorien]], [[Munch]], [[Ormarr]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Ulharilti Wiivai]], and [[Vennan]]
|-
|June 17, 2014
|[[Lava Juice]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|June 17, 2014
|[[Clankers]]
|[[Zoob]], [[Zalara]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|June 23, 2014
|[[Jousting]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Mikilios]], [[Sophia]], [[Aurala]], [[MoonShadow]], [[Elessa]]
|-
|June 26, 2014
|[[Fire!]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Cressida]], [[Drisdane]], [[Smythly ]], [[Nicolai]], [[Uraug]]
|-
|June 29, 2012
|[[Jibbom's Wedding]]
|Many
|-
|June 28, 2014
|[[PrP: Live Catch 2]]
|Run by: [[Mikilos]], with [[Vuk]], [[Hassan]], [[Aurala]], [[Verna]], [[Klythos]]
|-
|July 3, 2014
|[[Phallic Towers]]
|[[Pavel]], [[Solace]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sandy]], [[Aurala]], [[Stjepan]], [[Dylan]]
|-
|July 5, 2014
|[[PrP: Choose Your Own Adventure IV]]
|[[Corra]], [[Dylan]], and [[Pavel]]
|-
|July 6, 2014
|[[PrP: Testing]]
|Run by [[Mikilos]], with [[Elessa]], [[Hassan]], [[Klythos]], [[Oates]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 10, 2014
|[[Pudding]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Sandy]], and [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 11, 2014
|[[Gobber Clankfest]]
|[[Craft]], [[Klythos]], [[Selia]], [[Smythly]], [[Takiyah]], and [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 12th, 2014
|[[The Big Lebunski]]
|[[Corra]], [[Rhar]], [[Solace]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 12th, 2014
|[[Rune Tactics]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hassan]], [[Smythly]], [[Solace]], and [[Zoob]]
|-
|July 15th, 2014
|[[The Grapes of Rath]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Corra]], [[Nicolai]], [[Klythos]]
|-
|July 9 and 16th, 2014
|[[Death Match]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Cressida ]], [[Orion]], [[Stjepan]], [[Silvana]], [[Lorien]], [[Celestine]]
|-
|July 13, 2014
|[[Banner]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|July 21, 2014
|[[Taint Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|July 23, 2014
|[[A Tarienite Distraction]]
|Many
|-
|July 24, 2014
|[[Chat Rune]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|July 25, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/Meetup.txt Meetup - Eidolon Hymn]
|[[Benthus]], [[Charlotte]], [[Garrin]], [[Terri]], [[Ormarr]]. Hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|July 29, 2014
|[[Charnese Cuisine]]
|[[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Bellna]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|July 29, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Sith and Am'shere Gathering]]
|[[Bellna]], [[Dur'ankar]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Svarshan]], and [[Zarr]]
|-
|July 30, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/Beerdispenser3000.txt Beer Dispenser 3000!]
|[[Alakton]], [[Laefwyn]], and [[Lothos]]. Hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
|August 1, 2014
|[[Meetup: Mage]]
|Many. hosted by [[Mikilos]]
|-
|August 3, 2014
|[[Meetup: Roughriders roll-call]]
|[[Duncan]], [[Svarshan]], [[Ssylrath]], [[Smythly]], [[Zalara]]. hosted by [[Duncan]]
|-
|August 6, 2014
|[https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/803826/Logs/GroaningDelve1.txt Groaning Delve 1]
|[[Elycia]], [[Klythos]], and [[Mikilos]]. Hosted by [[Pendleton]]
|-
| August 13, 2014
|[[Hightail It]]
|[[Jibbom]], [[Oates]], [[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aurala]], [[Jareth]]
|-
|August 17, 2014
|[[Farmers Market]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Cesran]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|August 20, 2014
|[[Toy Fishing]]
|[[Katja]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
| August 25, 2014
|[[Flyby]]
|[[Alice]], [[Orion]], [[Benthus]], [[Cressida]], [[Duncan]], [[Smythly]]
|-
| August 26, 2014
|[[Where all life goes]]
|[[Tsunetomo]], [[Solace]]
|-
| August 30, 2014
|[[Dinosaur Hunt]]
|[[Alice]], [[Lothos]], [[Taro]], and [[Tsunetomo]]
|-
| September 5, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Druids Sith and Wards Oh My!]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ssylrath]], and [[Svarshan]]
|-
| September 6, 2014
|[[PRP: The Farm]]
|[[Taro]], [[Yngvild]], [[Arlean]]
|-
| September 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Science Fair!]]
|[[Coppervolt]], [[Stirling]], [[Jareth]], [[Klythos]], [[Munch]] and [[Zalara]]
|-
|September 10, 2014
|[[Pink Hearts]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Solace]], [[Godwyn]], [[Fiore]], [[Fazahd]], [[Boshter]], [[Benthus]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|September 11, 2014
|[[Book Vendor]]
|[[Talitha]], [[Azog]], [[Benthus]], [[Mikilos]], [[Solace]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|September 12, 2014
|[[Chatter in the Temple]]
|[[Selia]], [[Godwyn]], [[Sophia]]
|-
| September 13, 2014
|[[PRP: Trip on the Wild Side]]
|[[Kelia]], [[Sargon]]
|-
| September 14, 2014
|[[PRP: Investigate]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Lothos]], [[Yngvild]], [[Godwyn]], [[Elspeth]]
|-
|September 16, 2014
|[[Concussion]]
|[[Munch]], [[Benthus]], [[Namira]], [[Godwyn]], [[Taurmuindyr]]
|-
|September 18, 2014
|[[Park Nap]]
|[[Selia]], [[Arlean]]
|-
| September 20, 2014
|[[PRP: Operation Unwavering Blade]]
|[[Taro]], [[Torak]], [[Silvana]], [[Godwyn]], [[Stjepan]], [[Belladona]]
|-
| September 20, 2014
|[[PRP: Following a Lead]]
|[[Godwyn]], [[Hethyr]], [[Bennet]], [[Fiore]]
|-
| September 27, 2014
|[[PRP: Shock and Awe]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kojot]], [[Moonshadow]], [[Klythos]], [[Lorien]]
|-
| September 27, 2014
| [[MEETUP: Landlord Throw Away That Cork!]]
| [[Arlean]], [[Svarshan]], [[Godwyn]], [[Selia]], [[Solace]], [[Boshter]]
|-
|September 28, 2014
|[[Shield Market]]
|[[Kelia]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|September 29, 2014
|[[RPP: Adventure Scout Troop 405]]
|[[Sandy]], [[Svarshan]], [[Roland]], and [[Cesran]]
|-
|September 30, 2014
|[[Bank Chatter]]
|[[Arlean]], [[Cressida]], [[Mikilos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Autumn]]
|-
|October 2, 2014
|[[PrP: The Derelict]]
|[[Hethyr]], [[Rhar]], [[Jokul]], [[Bennet]], [[Deanna]]
|-
|October 6, 2014
|[[PrP: The Farm Revisited]]
|[[Mel]], [[Stirling]], [[Jokul]]
|-
|October 6, 2014
|[[PrP: Haunted House]]
|[[Cressida]], [[Alice]], [[Godwyn]], [[Kiroth]], [[Orion]], [[Zoob]]
|-
|October 10, 2014
|[[Smith Time]]
|[[Munch]], [[Fazahd]], [[Arlean]], [[Iuriel]]
|-
|October 18, 2014
|[[PrP: Rattle Hum Thump]]
|[[Rhar]], [[Korrani]], [[Hethyr]], [[Fiore]], [[Mel]], [[Lyrana]], [[Taro]]
|-
|October 21, 2014
|[[PrP: Cowled Dock Knight]]
|[[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Terewin]], [[Zoob]], [[Kirran]], [[Taro]]
|-
|October 21, 2014
|[[PrP: Dire Forecast]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Taro]], [[Korrani]], [[Brianna]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|October 23, 2014
|[[Gravedigger Shindig|Gravedigger's Shindig]]
|Eirene, Iuriel, Namira, Verna, Bennet, Garak, Rhodes, Ionus, Boshter, Godwyn, Kerbasy, Fazahd
|-
|October 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Dead Rising: Return]]
|[[Autumn]], [[Lyrana]], [[Lilyth]], [[Zlegvog]], [[Kidda]]
|-
|October 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Dire Expectations]]
|[[Lothos]], [[Curugorm]], [[Lyrana]], [[Taro]], [[Alba]],[[Gragnar]],[[Iuriel]]
|-
|October 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Jungle Hunt]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Kilian]], and [[Talazia]]
|-
|October 30, 2014
|[[PrP: The Derelict II]]
|[[Hethyr]], [[Smythly]], [[Korrani]], [[Nuanna]], [[Bennet]]
|-
|November 2, 2014
|[[PrP: The Derelict II]]
|[[Lothos]], [[Mel]], [[Korrani]], [[Alba]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|November 2, 2014
|[[PrP: Dead Approaching]]
|[[Lothos]], [[Mel]], [[Korrani]], [[Alba]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|November 3, 2014
|[[PrP:Gone Astray]]
|[[Hethyr]], [[Benthus]], [[Autumn]], [[Kirran]], [[Schneider]], [[Kilian]]
|-
|November 9, 2014
|[[PrP:Uninvited Guest]]
|[[Azog]], [[Elessa]], [[Uneth]], [[Korrani]]
|-
|November 10, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole I]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Dragomir]],[[Samson]],[[Lyrana]],[[Lilyth]]
|-
|November 14, 2014
|[[Challenges]]
|[[Munch]], [[Yngvild]], [[Kravar]], [[Azog]], [[Solace]], [[Talazia]], [[Benthus]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|November 15, 2014
|[[Stickball]]
|[[Munch]], [[Cesran]], [[Gorag]]
|-
|November 15, 2014
|[[Thunderstorm]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Verna]], [[Aldean]], [[Talazia]], [[Solace]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|November 18, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Kidda]], [[Thanix]], [[Samson]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|November 19, 2014
|[[PrP: Sabotage!]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Rayne]], [[Kirran]], [[Aevarr]], [[Aldean]], [[Korrani]]
|-
|November 20, 2014
|[[Minstrel MEETUP: Charity Concert for Adventure Scout Troop 405]]
|[[Abrahil]], [[Aldean]], [[Butters]], [[Cesran]], [[Godwyn]], [[Pendleton]],[[Renfrey]],[[Roland]],[[Sandy]],[[Selia]],[[Silmeria]],[[Tatyannah]],[[Vroole]]
|-
|November 22, 2014
|[[Meetup: Harvest Festival]]
|-
|November 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Dire Discovery]]
|[[Verna]], [[Lyrana]], [[Jessamy]]
|-
|November 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Diplomatic Chaos]]
|[[Aevarr]], [[Mel]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|November 23, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy]]
|[[Corra]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|November 23, 2014
|[[Meetup: Wilderness and Am'shere]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Lothos]], [[Svarshan]], and [[Uneth]]. Hosted by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|November, 25th, 2014
|[[PrP: Attack on Brighton]]
|[[Takiyah]], [[Lyrana]], [[Alba]], [[Vroole]]
|-
|November 27, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans]]
|[[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kravar]], [[Aldean]],[[Lorien]],[[Schneider]]
|-
|November ?, 2014
|[[PrP:Autumn Murder!]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Azog]], [[Oates]]
|-
|November 28, 2014
|[[Gates]]
|[[Renfrey]], [[Svarshan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sandy]], [[Fa'lere]], [[Ganbaatar]], [[Vroole]]
|-
|November 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rapid Reaction Force]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Korrani]], [[Aevarr]], [[Curugorm]]
|-
|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], [[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]], [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
|-
|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|[[X]], [[X]], [[X]], [[X]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
|-
| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
|-
|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
|}
[[Category:Logs]]

User:Arlean

2015-01-07T13:06:18Z

Arlean:

:''Imaginarium, a dream emporium!''
:''Caress the tales and they will dream you real''
:''A storyteller's game, lips that intoxicate''
:''The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales''
::::::::::-''Nightwish, "Storytime""''

==MU* Experience==
I've been MU*ing in various forms since early 1995, though I take multiple-year breaks from time to time as I burn out or get annoyed. Yes, I remember TinyMUSH 2.2. My primary experience lies in RP-based places, although I have played on coded systems in the past (Treyvan, Ennersea).

I am also a proficient MU* coder, and have held code staff positions in the past. I have done Penn and Rhost but am most familiar with MUX's structure.

==Availability==
'''Timezone:''' ''US Eastern (GMT -5, daylight -4) -- my area does use daylight savings, which runs from the first weekend in March to the second weekend in November.''

'''I get up extremely early due to RL circumstances beyond my control.''' I do not get days off on this as I have in the past, and I must make special arrangements to appreciably alter my schedule. This means that I will usually be unwilling to jump into a scene after 6 PM game time unless I have prior warning, as in a +event.

Access from work: I have some access from work during the day. It is a monitoring job, which has long periods of nothing going on, but when something does happen (and it does) I have to drop what I am doing, sometimes for long periods of time. I may idle unexpectedly or even drop off the game. I cannot in good conscience do anything that will be significantly harmed if this happens. Please be understanding if I say I cannot do what you're asking from work. I'll still do it if I can, just not on work time!

I can (maybe):
* RP in a player role
* Code something simple
* Chat

I CANNOT:
* DM anything
* Code anything involved or complicated

I do occasionally log in from a mobile device. If I say I'm mobile, I will ''not'' be able to code and I may not be able to RP; I'm probably just checking in. I may also typo very badly - bear with me, iPhone keyboards stink.

==RP Preferences==
===RP Philosophy and Approach===
My RP philosophy is best summed up thusly:

:''You've got to prime the pump, you must have faith and believe''
:''You've got to give of yourself before you're worthy to receive''
:''Drink all the water you can hold, wash your face, cool your feet''
:''But leave the bottle full for others, thank you kindly, Desert Pete''
::::::::::-''Kingston Trio, "Desert Pete"''

I believe that good RP is a feedback loop - if you create for others, they will in turn create for you. RP is not a one-man band, and it's not about you, it's about all of us together creating fun for all of us. The concept of the shared environment is the key - the more flexible you are and the more willing you are to give back, the more fun we'll all have. This is what you can expect from me and I will tend to expect from those I RP with.

===My RP Style===
Here's what you can expect from my RP.
* ''Skirts'': I subscribe to the skirt philosophy of writing - "long enough to cover the subject and short enough to be interesting". Therefore, my poses may vary in length. If one line will cover the desired effect, then I'll write one line - and sometimes one line is more effective than two pages. If I need to write two pages, I'll write two pages.
* ''Dense and Concise'': I've been told I have a concise and "chewy" writing style. There might be cues, implied meanings, and/or suggestions in my writing.
* ''Reasonable Speed'': I'm not the fastest typer in the world and I sometimes have a cat jump in my lap or walk on my keyboard at inopportune moments. I do my best to keep up, though.
* ''Little Or No Metaposing'': If it's not useful for you to react to, it's verbal clutter in my eyes.
* ''Multiple Senses'': My writing will try to appeal to sounds and smells as well as to visual cues; if I'm playing a scene where a sense might be missing to one or more participants (e.g. the scene is set in the dark), I'll play up the other senses.
* ''Non-Verbal Communication'': 93% of all human communication is in the non-verbals - that's why text communication alone gets misconstrued. I rely heavily on non-verbal communication with many of my characters, and I look for the same cues in those I RP with most.
* ''Dry Humor'': My sense of humor is closer to that of the British than typical American slapstick. This does not generally translate to my characters, whose senses of humor vary. It might show up occasionally in my pose writing, though.
* ''The Fourth Wall*'': I will cheerfully abuse the fourth wall if the RP situation calls for it.
:<nowiki>* If you're not familiar with the term "the fourth wall", it's an actor's construct that refers to the boundary between a fictional work and its viewing/reading audience.</nowiki> [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fourth_wall More information.]

===As A DM===
* When I run a PrP, I expect to begin on time or close to it. I grant 15 minutes' grace and then will look to fill the PrP from whoever is available. If you have not notified me in advance that you will be late, and you are more than 15 minutes late, I do not guarantee that your space will be held.
* When I DM, I have something I call a stupid warning. If I ask you, "Are you sure?", that means that something bad will happen if you do that. I use it in RL tabletop and elseMU*, and it seems to work well.
* I try to keep things moving, but I am not a speed runner. I look for a max of six players in a plot, and my plots can run late. I deem color and atmosphere and RP to be more important than running a combat as fast as humanly possible; that said, I still try to keep things moving and will skip idle people.

===Good to Know===
* If you schedule a scene with me, I really do appreciate people who show up on time or as close to it as they can manage. If you can't make it, do your best to drop me a line and let me know. Same if you'll be late. I hold the old-fashioned view that punctuality indicates respect for other people's time, and I allot a certain amount of time for RP in my schedule. I also get up ''extremely'' early (10 AM GMT or 5 AM EST). If you're madly late, there's no guarantee that I will still be able to RP. Again, as a rule I cannot start a scene after 6 PM game time on a work night.
* I'm a morning person, and my RP may go down the tubes later in the evening. I may ask to pause at that point, because I'd rather give you my best and play when I'm capable of giving you my best.
* I've been accused of over-communicating OOC. Some people don't like this. If you don't like it, say so and I'll make it stop for you.
* I can be picky about details. It matters to me to get it right, because I usually end up with an RP headache if I screw something up. I may spend extra time, do research, check something out to make sure I have this or that minor thing right. I get a good product out of it, so it's worth it to me.

==Likes and Dislikes==
===Likes===
* Coffee.
* Geekery, particularly network geekery.
* Good music.
* Cats and kittens. Expect teeth-rottingly cute picture links posted on the Public channel from time to time.
* Coding.

===Dislikes===
* Politics and religion chatter. Don't take it personally if I leave the room if a discussion on one of these two topics start -- I'm here to have fun, and I prefer not to get involved in these types of discussions online.
* Traffic.

==Contacting Me==
If it's plot- or RP-related, please please please drop me @mail on the game. I am reachable outside of the game, though.

:* ''Twitter'': [http://twitter.com/warriorinside22 @warriorinside22] - I protect my tweets. If you drop me @mail on the game to let me know who you are, I'll add you.
:* ''LiveJournal'': Of all my social media, I'm the most OK with plot/RP stuff being left on [http://www.livejournal.com/warriorinside/ my LiveJournal]. I friendslock my LJ, so just friend me and let me know who you are somehow and you'll be added if you're a player on Tenebrae.
[[Category:Player]]

Aldean

2015-01-07T12:45:20Z

Arlean: /* Background */

2014-12-10T13:44:35Z

Arlean:

PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a

2014-12-10T13:41:27Z

Arlean:

2014-10-31T18:33:15Z

Arlean: Created page with "=The Derelict, Part II= :'''DM:''' Aldean :'''Date:''' Thursday, October 30, 2014 :'''Location:''' Alexandria / Rural Charn :'''Level Range:''' 2-5 :'''Participants:''' Hethyr..."

=The Derelict, Part II=
:'''DM:''' Aldean
:'''Date:''' Thursday, October 30, 2014
:'''Location:''' Alexandria / Rural Charn
:'''Level Range:''' 2-5
:'''Participants:''' Hethyr (Clr4), Smythly (Pal4), Korrani (Rgr2), Nuanna (Inq3), Bennet (Pal5)
:'''APL: 4'''
:'''Summary:''' The harbormaster has managed to work out some of the ship's log, and has some very interesting -- and disturbing -- information about the Diamond's Pride....
:'''Encounters:''' 3xAnkheg (CR6), 6 x Skeleton + Slave Chains Haunt (CR6)

Hethyr and Bennet get a message from the Explorer's Guild a few weeks after the original incident, indicating that the harbormaster explicitly asked them to pay him a visit. Jokul and the others weren't available, so they'll be sending a few other adventurers with you for this one. They didn't say exactly what it was about, but the pair likely have a shrewd guess. The others have been told nothing, only to accompany Hethyr and Bennet to see the harbormaster.

Bennet double checks his ThunderBelcher. Which is a sort of habit for the gunman, seeing as how it's a rather important bit of equipment for him. The Absolution is decked out in his shiney new suit of armor... which honestly isn't all that shiney at the moment. Seems someone was out working in the garden, and didn't take the time to freshen up before heading to the docks.

Nuanna heads to the guild, she was told to show up and so she is wandering around stopping at each person she finds, "Are you Hethyr or Bennet?" Then a few minutes later, "Are you Hethyr and Bennet?" so far the goblin lass hasn't gotten close, she forgot to ask for descriptions. She is getting close to the right people and eventually, she is heading towards the docks.

Korrani accompanies Hethyr and Bennet to their meeting with the harbormaster. She was on hand and needed the coin. "So, the guild tasker told me to ask one of you what was going on. Any brief details as to what this is about?"

Eventually, yes, Nuanna does get it right; although by the look of merriment in the Khazad's eyes, she'd been watching the girl make her inquiries for a bit, now. "That's us," she grunts, tipping her head toward the docks. "C'mon, fill y'in onna way. ...So they was this ship inna river," Hethyr says as the group makes their way to the harbormaster's. "Jus' sittin' there, lookin' more or less adrift, 'cept folk saw things movin' around come nightfall. So 'course, folk started t'worry, an' call in adventurers. Turns out, t'was a ghost ship, fulla Draugr no less; draugr's what happens, when folk have th'poor luck t'happen t'die where they's a big ol' stew o' evil magic around. Brought th'captain's logs back t'harbormaster t'get'm restored enough t'look at... an' that's where we's at now."

Bennet nods in agreement. "Best guess anyway. Ain't been told for sure what this is all about. But if this ain't about The Diamond's Pride, I'ma be surprised."

Nuanna nods, "Well it is a pleasure to be makin your acquaintanceses. I am Nuanna Boltsplitter, I am a relic hunter in the service of Reos." she says and gives a bit of a flourish. She has a fancy pistol at her waist, "That sounds interesting. Did they find out what the cause of the evil magic was, how many were there, what can you tell me about them, were they green, or normal colored, did they drip acid, were they normal sized or smaller, or where they insubstantial?" poor lass doesn't know which question she wants to ask first, or maybe she just is that kind of person.

Korrani's nose wrinkles at the mention of draugr. "A ship of the dead? I hate ships enough without that added bonus. I'm glad I brought some weapons with me. My arrows don't do much against that lot." She shoulders her bow and adjusts the belt with her sword, twisting it a little to test that the hilt is in convenient reach.

Hethyr snorts, shaking her head. "Normal-sized an' corporeal, but ''mean.'' Smart enough t'use weapons an' tactics... ain't sure what th'Captain's deal was, but, he had a couple 'a spells on hand too, an' was a fair pain t'deal with. But, 'tween th'lot of us, wasn't nothin' as couldn't be handled, so that's a blessin' at least. As t'introductions? Sunsguard Hethyr, me, an' I'll let th' man with th'rifle speak for himself. Respectful, an' all."

As it happens, that's exactly what it's about. When the group gets to the harbormaster's office, they're immediately shown into that same wooden-planked office at the back of the sprawling mess of files and charts, filled top to bottom with wooden furniture. As before, there's only one chair that's usable for all the stacks of paper, and it's currently occupied by a gray-haired and bearded human, a bit gone to seed but still reminiscent of the sailing man he once was. He looks up, and immediately spots two familiar faces. "Oh good, ya came. Found something that might be of interest to such as yerselves. Look ye."

He shoves aside the stack of charts and manifests at the edge of the desk so that the group can see, and gives them a gap-toothed grin. Hethyr and Bennet will immediately recognize the water-soaked captain's log, laid open to a page full of now-indistinct writing. Atop it lies a map with several markings and a set of coordinates on it. "Looks like ye lot have a treasure map on your hands. I and mine'll not touch it, don't fancy going ''there'', but for adventurers such as yourselves, shouldn't be a problem."

Nuanna cocks her head to the side, "OOh, so the death ship had a map in the log and the map leads to treasure but folks don't want to go after it." she looks around at the others, "Anyone know where that is? I don't, I don't know maps too well, creatures yes, maps no. I prefer to follow the stars and things and not go by maps, maybe I should learn maps."

Bennet peers over the map, frowning mildly, before shaking his head. "Been too long since tried to read a chart. Spell it out for us." Glancing to the others, he offers a brief introduction. "Bennet Susson, Absolution of the Grey Lady."

"Might not want to go after it after seeing what happened to the crew that did?" Korrani makes a chuffing sound. She looks to the others and offers a tusky grin. "Korrani Penfast," she introduces herself with a polite nod.

"No?" The harbormaster sounds surprised, but turns the map to show the group. "The logbook spoke of hearing about treasure to be had and found the map. Last coordinates for that ship given in the book are off the coast of Charn." He gives the group a dark look. "If you want to go and see what it be all about, I'd be curious myself. Just ... not curious enough to go into Charn."

"Nice as it'd be 'f it was that easy," Hethyr grumbles, "''somethin'' turned a ship o' regular folk into slaverin' undead horrors, an' me, I aim t'find out what, an' scour it clean." Nodding to the harbormaster, the priestess smiles tightly. "It's a damnfool risk, sir, but we gotta find out, Charn or no. No matter what happens out that way, I'm grateful f'r all your help, Harbormaster."

Bennet mmmmms. "Ain't never been to Charn. No real desire. But if there's rumor of a treasure, some eedjit's gonna try and claim it. And if something's cursing those who try, reckon we best be the eedjit's who put a stop to it." The Absolution considers a moment. "And iffen there's a treasure after all, the temple coffers could use a bit of coin. Will need to figure a way to get there, however. Reckon you can find some fool willing to give us a ride?"

Nuanna blinks, "Charn, whoa, well I have never been to Charn but I heard there are some nasty creatures there." she looks back and forth for a moment, "That is probably where they became the Draugr." she says and then shakes her head a bit, "Do we ride a ship? Get a spell? Walk?"

"Ship's passage to Charn isn't too bad," the harbormaster says, in response to the questions about passage. "Yer sailin' friend mighta been able to do it himself. Be a bit of a journey either way, you'd know better than I."

It takes a bit of finagling, but the group does manage to get passage aboard a ship making the eastbound journey around the southern horn. They make port in an area along the Charn colonies not /terribly/ far away. It's a trip, and more time than most of you likely ever wanted to spend at sea, but there it is, and eventually you finally make port. From there it's an overland journey to follow the map, and it appears to be a trek across rural plains dotted with occasional farms here and there. None appear to be terribly prosperous.

Bennet stopped being a sailor long ago. But a few habits come back, and the gunman faires well enough along the way. Is nice to get soild ground beneath his feet again, though. "Reckon best we just keep our mouths shut. No need to make trouble for ourselves or for anyone else." He frowns mildly at the farms passed by, but follows his own advice, and keeps his opinions on them to himself.

Hethyr seems a good deal more conflicted as they pass the farms, thick hands opening and closing. "...Suddenly I'm thinkin' as there'd better be treasure," she mutters sourly. "Poor folk could use a hand up 'r two, an' could be as we ain't gonna be in allat much of a hurry onna way back, right?"

Korrani is greener than usual for the journey by sea. She definitely doesn't have her sea legs. The long journey by land is a blessing by comparison. It only takes a few hours for her normal light hue of green to return. She's even in a good enough mode to smirk and make merry at Hethyr's comment. "Aye, let us pray there is."

Pant, pant, pant, pant.

Smythly has shown up at the last minute, armor clanking loudly as he does.

"Whew! Finally caught up with the rest of you! That was quite a run!" The goblin paladinclears his throat, then continues, "I'm Smythly. The Guild sent me. To help out."

The skies are overcast, and it's just starting to sprinkle, the clouds obscuring a wan autumn sun. It's not a downpour, it's just ... yuck. The area isn't heavily settled, but neither is it empty, and few enough people show their faces. Fewer are willing to stay and watch.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Perception checks."
GAME: Hethyr rolls perception: (18)+6: 24
GAME: Korrani rolls perception: (14)+7: 21
GAME: Nuanna rolls perception: (6)+11: 17
GAME: Nuanna rolls perception+inv: (17)+11+inv: 28
<OOC> Nuanna says, "ignore that second thing"
GAME: Bennet rolls perception: (4)+7: 11
GAME: Smythly rolls Perception: (14)+3: 17

Everyone except Bennet picks up on it as you walk. There's an acrid smell in the air ... like the memory of acid tickling your nose.

''You paged (Korrani, Hethyr) with 'You two hear a clacking as well ... beneath you?’''

Korrani snorts softly to clear the smell from her nose. She suddenly looks down at the ground, not liking the sound of something. Her traveling pace starts to slow until she finally stops and looks around at the earth around them. "What is that?" she asks in hushed tones.

Hethyr bobs her head in greeting to Smythly, but before she can be properly neighborly, she seems to catch a scent. Her nostrils flare, eyes dropping to the ground beneath them, and soon she matches pace with Korrani. "Dunno," the priestess mutters, "but I'm thinkin' as we oughta be set t'jump..."

Nuanna wrinkles her nose, "Who farted?" she shakes her head, after all she has known some that make some really rancid smells. She shakes her head a bit. "What is that?" she mutters.

Bennet blinks, peering around a moment. "....what's what?"

"Shh...do you smell that?" Smythly looks around for a moment, and then continues, "What is that stink?" says Smythly, raising a hand up over his schnozz. He glances towards the otehrs. "You all smell that, right?"

"That clacking noise. It sounds like it's coming from beneath us," Korrani sounds disturbed by the prospect.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Aldean has dropped a TIMESTOP!
Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Aldean to instruct you further.
For additional in-combat commands, please type: +thelp.
- =--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-
GAME: Korrani rolls initiative: Roll: 20 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 24
GAME: Smythly rolls initiative: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 1 = Total: 2
GAME: Hethyr rolls initiative: Roll: 17 + Bonus: 5 = Total: 22
GAME: Nuanna rolls initiative: Roll: 2 + Bonus: 7 = Total: 9
GAME: Bennet rolls initiative: Roll: 7 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 11

There's a rumble beneath you, and dirt sprays everywhere as three green, bug-like monsters burst from beneath the ground behind you. They scuttle up on six legs and turn to face you, drooling noxious green ichor from their mandibles.

And suddenly, the acrid smell just got a whole lot stronger.

GAME: You roll initiative for Ankheg 0: Roll: 18 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 18
GAME: You roll initiative for Ankheg 1: Roll: 18 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 18
GAME: You roll initiative for Ankheg 2: Roll: 12 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 12
<OOC> Aldean says, "Before we roll, does anyone need healing?"
<OOC> Bennet needs heals
GAME: You damaged Bennet for -100 points. 50 remaining.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 24.
It is now Korrani's turn! Hethyr is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Korrani ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani!"
<OOC> Korrani says, "Okay, I'm still new to this. Can I draw my bow, move back to a 30 feet range, and fire on one of them?"
<OOC> Korrani says, "My speed is 30"
<OOC> Aldean says, "What level are you? And it's no problem, Korrani. That's my job, to help."
<OOC> Korrani says, "Level 2"
<OOC> Korrani says, "Is there a knowledge skill I can roll to tell me what these things are for tactics against them?"
<OOC> Korrani says, "Like nature or dungeoneering?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. You can draw a weapon as part of a move action if your BAB is at least +1, so yes, you may move up to 30' back and fire, but you may only make one attack."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Knowledge/nature for this."
<OOC> Korrani says, "BAB is 2"
GAME: Korrani rolls knowledge/nature: (3)+7: 10
<OOC> Nuanna says, "we make the knowledge roll on our turn right?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "That's correct."
<OOC> Korrani says, "I can only make one attack anyway at level 2 I think"
GAME: Korrani rolls weapon6: (15)+7: 22

''You paged Korrani with 'You don't know a lot about these, but you've heard farmers mention bugs that burrow in the ground.'''

<OOC> Aldean says, "THat will hit."
GAME: Korrani rolls 1d8+2+1: (3)+2+1: 6
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's a pincushion! It's still up, though."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it, please."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 22.
It is now Hethyr's turn! Ankheg 1 is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Hethyr ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr!"
<OOC> Hethyr has a shield, thus must by logic be a tank. Approach and hammer on A1.
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Roll it."</nowiki>

Korrani swiftly unshoulders her bow as she strafes swiftly from the bug-like monsters that burst through the crust of the earth. In one fluid motion, she draws an arrow from her quiver and draws the string. An arrow streaks through the drizzling rain and finds a home in between one of the bug's chitinous plates.

<nowiki>GAME: Hethyr rolls melee: (6)+4: 10
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Bah."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Not enough. Pose please."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 18.
It is now Ankheg 1's turn! Ankheg 0 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes, I tried to do inits using @dolist and botched it. Don't judge XD"</nowiki>

As the arrow streaks past, Hethyr stumps forward, hefting her shield in one hand, drawing her warhammer with the other. Her heavy footsteps grow a touch more rapid as she picks up speed, ending her approach in a vicious, overhead arc... that slams into the dirt, as the insect skitters aside.

GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (8)+5: 13
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|Bennet |HUMAN |Pal | 5 | 50 | 50 | 20 | 9 | 8 | 9 |
|Hethyr |MOUNTAIN_D|Clr | 4 | 32 | 32 | 20 | 7 | 2 | 8 |
|Korrani |HALF-ORC |Rgr | 2 | 19 | 19 | 19 | 5 | 7 | 2 |
|Nuanna |GOBLIN |Inq | 3 | 16 | 22 | 20 | 5 | 5 | 6 |
|Smythly |GOBLIN |Pal | 4 | 29 | 42 | 21 | 8 | 4 | 7 |
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<OOC> Aldean lumps these together, it's easier.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (19)+5: 24
GAME: Aldean rolls 2d6+4: (8)+4: 12
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (4): 4
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+11: (2)+11: 13
<OOC> Aldean says, "Ha. Bennet, I doubt that last roll beats your CMD."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Bennet?"
GAME: You damaged Bennet for 16 points. 34 remaining.
<OOC> Bennet's CMD is 20</nowiki>

The first two of the creatures move immediately for the group. One already has humanoid flesh close to it, but Hethyr's wild swing may just have saved her as its mandibles, anticipating the strike, close on open air. The one Korrani damaged, though, bleeds green ichor and is entirely displeased. However, Bennet is between it and Korrani, and so it opts for the closer target. This time, the mandibles don't miss, and pincers find a chink in the Absolution's armor. Worse, the green ichor from those mandibles drips into the wound, and is most definitely acidic.

<OOC> Aldean nods. No grab.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 18.
It is now Ankheg 0's turn! Ankheg 2 is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 12.
It is now Ankheg 2's turn! Bennet is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Wow, okay."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (9)+5: 14
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d6: (5): 5
<OOC> Aldean says, "Miss again."</nowiki>

The last of them, a bit behind the others, bursts up from underground, its mandibles immediately striking at Smythly. It misjudges, though, and the mandibles only scrape across his armor.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 11.
It is now Bennet's turn! Nuanna is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Bennet ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "bennet."
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| Name | Race | Class | E Lev| CHP | HP | AC | For | Ref | Wil |
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|Bennet |HUMAN |Pal | 5 | 34 | 50 | 20 | 9 | 8 | 9 |
|Hethyr |MOUNTAIN_D|Clr | 4 | 32 | 32 | 20 | 7 | 2 | 8 |
|Korrani |HALF-ORC |Rgr | 2 | 19 | 19 | 19 | 5 | 7 | 2 |
|Nuanna |GOBLIN |Inq | 3 | 16 | 22 | 20 | 5 | 5 | 6 |
|Smythly |GOBLIN |Pal | 4 | 29 | 42 | 21 | 8 | 4 | 7 |
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<OOC> Bennet says, "draw weapon, 5' back, shoot?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yup."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll it."
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d20+10: (16)+10: 26
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hit. Damage?"
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d12+1: (8)+1: 9
<OOC> Aldean says, "You damage it! It's not best pleased at all. Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 9.
It is now Nuanna's turn! Smythly is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Nuanna ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nuanna!"

Bennet hisses softly at the burning wound, and stumbles back from the monster. Raising his rifle, the sound of alchemic thunder rolls, and a lead ball punches it's way though the bug's shell. "Careful of that spit. Burns something fierce."

<OOC> Nuanna says, "does iding them take up a round or I just have to wait till my turn to do it?"
<OOC> Aldean thinks. I'd call that a swift action. It is your turn.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll knowledge/nature."
GAME: Nuanna rolls knowledge/nature+3: (1)+9+3: 13
<OOC> Nuanna mutters
<OOC> Aldean says, "Oof."
<OOC> Nuanna says, "5' back just to be sure and shoot closest one, is it within 20?"

''You paged Nuanna with 'You don't know much about these things. You know they're bug-like and fairly common in rural areas.'''

<OOC> Aldean thinks. Yes. Are you going after the one Korrani and Bennet hit, the one with Hethyr, or the one stalking Snythly?
<OOC> Nuanna says, "one hit already...pbs on it.....and judgement destruction on it. swift to id, swift to use judgement, std to 5' move and shoot"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Onlyone swift action per round."
<OOC> Aldean checks something.
<OOC> Nuanna says, "yes but you can sacrifice my move action for the second swift since 5' move is part of the standard yes? or does a 5' move count still as move?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "5' still counts as a move,"
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's a move that does not provoke AoO."
<OOC> Nuanna says, "got it...just them 5' move and shoot, will do judgement next time"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Roll it."
GAME: Nuanna rolls ranged+1+1: (12)+7+1+1: 21
<OOC> Nuanna says, "and its a ranged touch attack cause of the pistol"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. ID is a free, add judgment to it"
<OOC> Aldean says, "I was wrong, my fault."
GAME: Nuanna rolls 1d6+1+2: (2)+1+2: 5
<OOC> Aldean says, "It hits anyhow."
<OOC> Nuanna says, "does 5...woo"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Did that include the judgment destruction?"
<OOC> Nuanna says, "yep...its a small pistol 1d6 +1 for pbs +2 for destruction"
<OOC> Aldean thumbsup. It's still up but looking bad.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 2.
It is now Smythly's turn! Korrani is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Smythly ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "And last but not least...."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You have a friend in your face."
<OOC> Korrani says, "Shoot the same bug I did before. To help Bennet"
GAME: Korrani rolls weapon6+1: (8)+7+1: 16
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Uh."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Korrani, it's Smythly's turn."
<OOC> Korrani says, "Oh man"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani, Smythly's turn XD"
<OOC> Hethyr pats, it's okay.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Is okay."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "GET OUT OF MY HEAD."
<OOC> Korrani says, "Hahah, I am multitasking and just saw Korrani and was like 'oops! I got distracted'"</nowiki>

Nuanna cocks her head to the side, "Just some kind of bug." she mutters and then moves back just a little and aims her small dragonspitter, "I call on Reos to grant me judgement on you bugs. You are found wanting, face Destruction." calls out the goblin and then she fires, the shot flying from her pistol to strike the one the others have hit, it hurts it but its still up.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr, it's so spacious and quiet in here, I'd love to stay."
<OOC> Hethyr will get you for that. >:|
<OOC> Aldean says, "<3"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly?"
<OOC> Smythlyis going to hit it.
<OOC> Smythly says, "With an earthbreaker."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Lay it on me."
GAME: Smythly rolls 1d20+8: (20)+8: 28
<OOC> Smythly says, "..."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Oh my."
GAME: Smythly rolls 1d20+8: (3)+8: 11
<OOC> Smythly says, "FML."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Normal hit."
<OOC> Smythly says, "/Every time/."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Hey, a hit's a hit. :D"
<OOC> Smythly says, "I rolled a 20, and then miss. xD"
<OOC> Smythly has yet to crit with this char.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Been there."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll damage."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Smythly?"
<OOC> Smythly is :)
GAME: Smythly rolls 1d10+4: (10)+4: 14
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Max damage, at least."
<OOC> Aldean says, "WHACK! It's not happy."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's still up, though."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 24.
It is now Korrani's turn! Hethyr is next!
<OOC> Korrani says, "Same as before. Fire the one I did last time. You can keep that 16 roll before if you'd like :)"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani! Well, it'll hit, so we'll keep it. Roll damage."
GAME: Korrani rolls 1d8+2+1: (3)+2+1: 6
<OOC> Aldean says, "Eeep. Chunk. It's barely moving, but moving it is. Pose it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Exoskeleton is in bad shape."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 22.
It is now Hethyr's turn! Ankheg 1 is next!

"...augh! Not these!"

Smyhtly seems a little displeased. H'es clearly seen one of these things before and it's right in his face. His instinct (correct, in this case) is to take his hammer and smash it into the carapace of the insectoid monster. Which he does. Slam! Cracks spread out in a spiral from the point of impact.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr?"

TWANG! The sound of Korrani's bow string vibrating can be heard vaguely over the sounds of battle. Another arrow streaks for her target and buries itself deep straight through the chitin plating.

<OOC> Hethyr checks something real quick.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yup."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Try again to beat on the one I'm facing."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Go for it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll."
GAME: Hethyr rolls melee: (4)+4: 8
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Bah."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Augh. Flail. Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 18.
It is now Ankheg 1's turn! Ankheg 0 is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (1)+5: 6
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (9)+5: 14

Once again, the cleric's warhammer rends the air, and once again, the ankheg weaves away from the oncoming blow. While she might not be accomplishing much, Hethyr is, at least, keeping its attention on her.

<OOC> Aldean whoops.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Ignore that, stupid client."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani and Bennet, give me Reflex saves?"
GAME: Bennet rolls reflex: (8)+8: 16
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani?"
<OOC> Korrani says, "How do I do that?"
GAME: Korrani rolls reflex: (18)+7: 25
<OOC> Korrani guessed!
<OOC> Aldean says, "You got it ^^"
GAME: Aldean rolls 4d4: (13): 13
GAME: You damaged Korrani for 6 points. 13 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Bennet for 6 points. 28 remaining.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (20)+5: 25
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (19)+5: 24
<OOC> Aldean says, "I am lumping all three together in one pose for ease's sake."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 18.
It is now Ankheg 0's turn! Ankheg 2 is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 12.
It is now Ankheg 2's turn! Bennet is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 4d6+8: (16)+8: 24
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (2): 2
GAME: You damaged Smythly for 26 points. 3 remaining.
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| Name | Race | Class | E Lev| CHP | HP | AC | For | Ref | Wil |
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|Bennet |HUMAN |Pal | 5 | 28 | 50 | 20 | 9 | 8 | 9 |
|Hethyr |MOUNTAIN_D|Clr | 4 | 32 | 32 | 20 | 7 | 2 | 8 |
|Korrani |HALF-ORC |Rgr | 2 | 13 | 19 | 19 | 5 | 7 | 2 |
|Nuanna |GOBLIN |Inq | 3 | 16 | 22 | 20 | 5 | 5 | 6 |
|Smythly |GOBLIN |Pal | 4 | 3 | 42 | 21 | 8 | 4 | 7 |
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<OOC> Smythly ...ow. XD
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Whoo boy."

The one that most of the group is targeting looks pretty darn desperate, one leg broken, several arrows sticking out of its carapace, and it lifts its tail, aiming at the ranger and the Absolution. It spits a long, acrid line of green acid across the two of them, but both are quick enough to dodge the worst of it. Fortunately for Hethyr, her dance partner is having little better luck, and her out-of-time swings seem to be saving her from the worst of the thing's mandibles.

Smythly, however, is not so lucky. Those mandibles, somehow, get ahold of the gobber and peel him like an orange, smashing deeply through flesh and armor and into bone, leaving a sizzling trail of acid in the wound.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 11.
It is now Bennet's turn! Nuanna is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Bennet."
<OOC> Bennet says, "Swift reload, boom."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll it."
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d20+10: (5)+10: 15
<OOC> Aldean says, "Not quite. :("
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 9.
It is now Nuanna's turn! Smythly is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nuanna."</nowiki>

Bennet's hands blur as he snaps a fresh round into place. Another peal of alchemic thunder, and a smoking hole... in the bloody dirt.

<OOC> Nuanna says, "shoot again the one on Smythly though. pbs"
<OOC> Aldean nodnods. Roll it.
GAME: Nuanna rolls ranged+1+1: (18)+7+1+1: 27
<OOC> Aldean says, "That'll hit and how. Damage."
GAME: Nuanna rolls 1d6+1+2: (4)+1+2: 7
<OOC> Aldean says, "You definitely hurt it. It's still up but it's not in great shape."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 2.
It is now Smythly's turn! Korrani is next!</nowiki>

Nuanna turns as she sees Smythly get hit like that, "Hey, no eating the gobbers." she calls out and she shoots at the one fighting Smythly and hits it, hurting it, but its still up and about.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly! Would you like to do something about your current predicament?"
<OOC> Smythly says, "Yes."
<OOC> Smythly says, "Yes, I would."
<OOC> Smythly says, "I' like to swift LOH myself."
GAME: Smythly rolls 2d6: (6): 6
<OOC> Smythly says, "Yay, 6 HP back!"
<OOC> Smythly says, "I will then smack with the EB."
GAME: You damaged Smythly for -6 points. 9 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smack smack. Roll it."
GAME: Smythly rolls 1d20+8: (3)+8: 11
<OOC> Smythly says, ">.<"
<OOC> Aldean says, "No sir. Sorry."
<OOC> Aldean ugh.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it. Understandable, though."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 24.
It is now Korrani's turn! Hethyr is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani!"
<OOC> Korrani says, "Gonna try and kill that one that sprayed me with acid. Maybe strafe so we're not both in the cone blast or whatever that was."
GAME: Korrani rolls weapon6+1: (15)+7+1: 23

Clearly off guard from the staggeringly powerful blow he received, and silently thanking Reos for the protection his armor provided, Smyhtly wheels his hammer back about. This time, it misses. On the other hand, his wounds seem to have cauterized and sealed somewhat due to the fires of Reos that briefly seem to glow about the paladin.

<OOC> Aldean says, "You hit, and that's the one you've been hitting. ROll damage."
GAME: Korrani rolls 1d8+2+1: (7)+2+1: 10
<OOC> Aldean says, "Bug splutch! Pose it."
GAME: 'ankheg 0' removed from initiative list.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 22.
It is now Hethyr's turn! Ankheg 1 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr!"
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Is Smythly within a move action to reach?"
<OOC> Aldean thinks. Yes.
<OOC> Aldean says, "You'll take AoO for that, though."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You ok with that?"

Korrani hisses in pain as the acid splatters along her armor and leg, eating through it to burn the skin. She starts at a run to circle around it to either avoid getting hit, notching another arrow. But she's in luck. The arrow finds its mark in the bug's head, felling the awful thing.

<OOC> Hethyr salute, is indeed.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (18)+5: 23
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Ow."
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|Bennet |HUMAN |Pal | 5 | 28 | 50 | 20 | 9 | 8 | 9 |
|Hethyr |MOUNTAIN_D|Clr | 4 | 32 | 32 | 20 | 7 | 2 | 8 |
|Korrani |HALF-ORC |Rgr | 2 | 13 | 19 | 19 | 5 | 7 | 2 |
|Nuanna |GOBLIN |Inq | 3 | 16 | 22 | 20 | 5 | 5 | 6 |
|Smythly |GOBLIN |Pal | 4 | 9 | 42 | 21 | 8 | 4 | 7 |
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GAME: Aldean rolls 2d6+4: (6)+4: 10
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (2): 2
<OOC> Hethyr rubs dirt on it, walks it off.
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+11: (9)+11: 20
<OOC> Aldean says, "What is your CMD, Hethyr?"
<OOC> Hethyr spontcasts Cure Moderate for Smythly's benefit.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hang on."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "15."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Feck."
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's got you grappled, sorry."
GAME: You damaged Hethyr for 12 points. 20 remaining.
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Can I still use my standard to break?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Yes. You can break using either your CMB or Escape Artist."
<OOC> Hethyr snort, CMB. Which I'll need luck for.
GAME: Hethyr rolls 1d20+4: (14)+4: 18
<OOC> Aldean says, "You can also attack it if you are using a one-handed weapon."
<OOC> Aldean says, "That breaks it."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Oh! Coo."
<OOC> Aldean says, "You are no longer in its grab, but you've used your action for the round, sorry. You can attempt again next round. Pose it."
<OOC> Hethyr thumbsup. :3
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 18.
It is now Ankheg 1's turn! Ankheg 2 is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (2)+5: 7
<OOC> Aldean says, "Heh. NOPE."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 12.
It is now Ankheg 2's turn! Bennet is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nuanna, Smythly, Reflex saves please."</nowiki>

The sound of armor being peeled away and flesh being seared is, fortunately, a ''very distinct'' noise. "Later," she growls at the insect, turning to charge toward Smythly, intent on keeping him standing despite his wounds... only to have the ankheg pounce on her, its acidic mandibles diving down into the meat of her unprotected back. With a scream that is more fury than pain, she heaves the creature off a wide bloody mark spreading through her robes.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Hello the gobbers :)"
GAME: Smythly rolls ref: (15)+4: 19
GAME: Aldean rolls 4d4: (14): 14
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nuanna?"
<OOC> Smythly says, "She's probably been AFK'd by her family."
<OOC> Smythly says, "If you want, I can make hr roll."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. ... yeah, do that."
GAME: Nuanna rolls ref: (6)+5: 11
<OOC> Smythly says, "There. :)"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thanks."
GAME: You damaged Smythly for 7 points. 2 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Nuanna for 14 points. 2 remaining.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 11.
It is now Bennet's turn! Nuanna is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Bennet."
<OOC> Bennet says, "Reload and shoot some more."
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d20+10: (20)+10: 30
<OOC> Aldean says, "Target? Hethyr's friend or Smythly's?"
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d20+10: (2)+10: 12
<OOC> Aldean says, "Normal hit."
<OOC> Bennet says, "Smythly's, I suppose."
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d12+1: (2)+1: 3
<OOC> Bennet says, "feh. Ah well."</nowiki>

One of the bug things is down, and another is hurting badly. Desperately, it lets out a *skree!*, its tail lifting to aim at the gobbers. Just like the other, a stream of green, corrosive liquid shoots from that tail, splattering across the gobbers. Smythly dodges the worst of it, but the inquisitor takes it in the teeth. It still burns flesh, though.

<OOC> Aldean says, "You still did a little bit to it. Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 9.
It is now Nuanna's turn! Smythly is next!
<OOC> Aldean will skip for now, and we'll deal with when she comes back.</nowiki>

Bennet snaps home a fresh round, and fires upon Smythly's little friend. The round nicks the bug's head, nearly taking an eye... but not quite.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 2.
It is now Smythly's turn! Korrani is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly."
<OOC> Nuanna says, "shoot the one on smythly again."
GAME: Aldean reverses the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 9.
It is now Nuanna's turn! Smythly is next!
<OOC> Nuanna says, "had forgotten to hit enter...bad me"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Do it. Roll."
GAME: Nuanna rolls ranged+1+1: (16)+7+1+1: 25
GAME: Nuanna rolls 1d6+1+2: (3)+1+2: 6
<OOC> Aldean says, "You hit! Please do enough damage to kill it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "ANd splutch. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 2.
It is now Smythly's turn! Korrani is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "There is one up and right now it's unhurt."</nowiki>

Nuanna fires on the one that had Smythly and hits it solidly, the bullet cracking into its shell and dropping it.

<OOC> Smythly says, "Swift lOH!"
<OOC> Smythly says, "Hit it again!"
<OOC> Smythly says, "ACtually"
<OOC> Smythly says, "I will convert to channel."
<OOC> Smythly says, "I think I can do that now. Let me check."
GAME: Smythly rolls 2d6: (8): 8
<OOC> Bennet notes, channel heals bug...
<OOC> Smythly says, "Everyone gets 8. :)"
<OOC> Smythly says, "It's unharmed."
<OOC> Smythly says, "That's why I am taking the chance to heal everyone instead."
GAME: You damaged Smythly for -8 points. 10 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Nuanna for -8 points. 10 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Hethyr for -8 points. 28 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Korrani for -8 points. 19 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Bennet for -8 points. 36 remaining.
<OOC> Korrani says, "Hurray for heals!"
<OOC> Bennet says, "point."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Convert to channel uses 2 LOH."
<OOC> Aldean says, "That's okay, just note it."</nowiki>

"The forge of Reos will guide you to victory. Bring down his wrath on this beast before it can harm another souL!" Smythly yells, stoically. He's clearly in great pain, but you wouldn't know it from his voice.

GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 24.
It is now Korrani's turn! Hethyr is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Sorry, momentary squirrel."
<OOC> Korrani says, "Move if I need to in order to get within 30 feet, and shoot."
GAME: Korrani rolls weapon6+1: (2)+7+1: 10
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nope, sorry."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 22.
It is now Hethyr's turn! Ankheg 1 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr!"

Korrani tries to whip the wet hair from her eyes as she fires another arrow, but the drizzle throws her off. The arrow lodges into the ground by the insect.

<OOC> Aldean says, "You're still in a threatened square."
<OOC> Hethyr nod. 5' step back, and cast Blessing of Courage and Life on Smythly.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Cast and pose. Remind me what that does?"
<OOC> Hethyr says, "+2 to save vs. fear/death, and target can choose to end the effect and gain 1d8+CL HP."
GAME: Hethyr casts Blessing of Courage And Life. Caster Level: 4 DC: 16
<OOC> Aldean nodnods. Sounds good.
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 18.
It is now Ankheg 1's turn! Ankheg 2 is next!
GAME: 'ankheg 2' removed from initiative list.
<OOC> Aldean says, "It takes a 5' step forward and goes after Hethyr."
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (11)+5: 16
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| Name | Race | Class | E Lev| CHP | HP | AC | For | Ref | Wil |
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|Bennet |HUMAN |Pal | 5 | 36 | 50 | 20 | 9 | 8 | 9 |
|Hethyr |MOUNTAIN_D|Clr | 4 | 28 | 32 | 20 | 7 | 2 | 8 |
|Korrani |HALF-ORC |Rgr | 2 | 19 | 19 | 19 | 5 | 7 | 2 |
|Nuanna |GOBLIN |Inq | 3 | 10 | 22 | 20 | 5 | 5 | 6 |
|Smythly |GOBLIN |Pal | 4 | 10 | 42 | 21 | 8 | 4 | 7 |
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<OOC> Aldean says, "And will not hit."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 11.
It is now Bennet's turn! Nuanna is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Bennet."</nowiki>

Struggling to her feet, Hethyr casts an irritated glance over her shoulder, stumbling away a bit as her shield hand rises to grip the sun-in-glory medallion hanging from her neck. "You got this," she calls to the goblin paladin, drawing in a deep breath. "Damn thing ain't taken you down yet, an' you're still kickin'. Remember that, an' remember as sometimes Daues jus' needs t'hear you ask, an' he ain't gonna hesitate helpin' you out, y'hear?"

<OOC> Bennet says, "Once more, reload and shoot."
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d20+10: (9)+10: 19</nowiki>

The last one standing, the bug-thing's mandibles clack in audible frustration as it takes the opportunity of the spellcasting to lunge at the Sunguard, green ichor sizzling as it drips on the grass. No lunch for it, though -- she moves the wrong way, and once more, all it gets is grass and dirt. Rabbit food isn't in the thing's diet.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Hit!"
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d12+1: (8)+1: 9
<OOC> Aldean says, "And you hurt it. Pose."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 9.
It is now Nuanna's turn! Smythly is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nuanna!"
<OOC> Nuanna says, "shoot again"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll!"
GAME: Nuanna rolls ranged+1+1: (3)+7+1+1: 12
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nope."

Bennet mutters a few words a paladin likely isn't supposed to say, and chambers a fresh round. Firing, the Absolution punches a fresh hole in bug flesh, splatting a bit of ichor around.

Nuanna moves to shoot a new target and sighs as the bullet just misses.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 2.
It is now Smythly's turn! Korrani is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly!"
<OOC> Smythly checks to see what he's got left.
<OOC> Smythly says, "Okay. I've used three LOHs. I've got one left. I'll use it on myself and go into melee to samck the Ankheg."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll."
GAME: Smythly rolls 1d20+8: (14)+8: 22
GAME: Smythly rolls 1d10+4: (7)+4: 11
<OOC> Smythly :D
<OOC> Aldean says, "Woot! Smack! How much do you heal?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "With the LOH?"
<OOC> Smythly says, "Ah yeah."
GAME: Smythly rolls 2d6: (3): 3
<OOC> Smythly laughs.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hey, if you had to pick one..."
GAME: You damaged Smythly for -3 points. 13 remaining.
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 24.
It is now Korrani's turn! Hethyr is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani!"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it, Smythly."
<OOC> Korrani says, "Shooting the bug again :)"
GAME: Korrani rolls weapon6+1: (1)+7+1: 9
<OOC> Korrani says, "Nevermind...heh"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll dem bones...NOPE"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 22.
It is now Hethyr's turn! Ankheg 1 is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr,"
<OOC> Hethyr says, "How hurt is it, by now?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "It's not looking fantastic ... maybe down to 1/4 of its HP or similar/"

Korrani draws her bow again, but her fingers slip on the wet string and the arrow lobs a mighty five feet before dropping onto the ground. The half-oruch makes an irritated snorting sound.

<OOC> Hethyr says, "Bring the hammer down, then. Third time's a dead ankheg."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
GAME: Hethyr rolls melee: (4)+4: 8
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Or, y'know, not. :P"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Augh. Come on guys, your dice suck."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 18.
It is now Ankheg 1's turn! Bennet is next!
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (16)+5: 21
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| Name | Race | Class | E Lev| CHP | HP | AC | For | Ref | Wil |
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|Bennet |HUMAN |Pal | 5 | 36 | 50 | 20 | 9 | 8 | 9 |
|Hethyr |MOUNTAIN_D|Clr | 4 | 28 | 32 | 20 | 7 | 2 | 8 |
|Korrani |HALF-ORC |Rgr | 2 | 19 | 19 | 19 | 5 | 7 | 2 |
|Nuanna |GOBLIN |Inq | 3 | 10 | 22 | 20 | 5 | 5 | 6 |
|Smythly |GOBLIN |Pal | 4 | 13 | 42 | 21 | 8 | 4 | 7 |
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GAME: Aldean rolls 2d6+4: (11)+4: 15
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d4: (1): 1
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+11: (9)+11: 20

Looks like Smythly is about out of gas. His wounds continue to heal in that same burnt glow as before, and he quickly brings his hammer to bear on the Ankheg once again. More cracks appear in its carapace.

"I ''hate'' these things," he growls.

The blessing delivered, in the hope that Smythly will know to use it, Hethyr turns to aim another swipe at the beast... one that, in keeping with the order of the day, misses by a mile.

GAME: You damaged Hethyr for 16 points. 12 remaining.
<OOC> Hethyr says, "By the way ''ow.''"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr, you just got grabbed."
<OOC> Aldean says, "AGAIN."
<OOC> Hethyr somehow thinks having a dwarf priestess in armor as the damsel in distress is... not right.
<OOC> Aldean says, "There are so many things that aren't right when I'm the DM ... never mind."
<OOC> Bennet says, "At least you're a damsel... more or less..."
<OOC> Smythly cracks up.

So not what the creature had in mind when it came up in search of dinner!

Hurting and frustrated, the ankheg's mandibles clack ominously as they make another grab for the Sunguard. This time, though, it expects her to miss, and when she does, it pounces, mandibles tearing into flesh and armor, mouthparts oozing that acidic drool digging into its meal and holding fast.

At least maybe it can salvage a meal.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 11.
It is now Bennet's turn! Nuanna is next!
<OOC> Aldean says, "Bennet."
<OOC> Bennet says, "Click, click, BOOM!"
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d20+10: (12)+10: 22
<OOC> Aldean says, "THIS IS MY BOOMSTICK! Damage."
GAME: Bennet rolls 1d12+1: (9)+1: 10
<OOC> Aldean says, "Splutch! Pose it. We're out of initiative but I'll leave the timestop up for healing purposes. Free RP."
GAME: You clear initiatives.
GAME: Aldean has cleared initiatives.
<OOC> Aldean says, "And it still hits even with the -4 for ranged into melee, so no worries about that."

Bennet chambers a fresh round and fires once more, splatting a bug dead. The gunman peers around, not ready to lower his weapon quite yet. not when monsters lurk below the dirt.

Nuanna cocks her head to the side as she looks around, "How is everyone doing?" she asks.

Korrani sweeps back a mop of wet hair out of her face. "Could have done without getting sprayed on by that creature. But surprisingly well, considering."

"Had better days," Hethyr manages from beneath the freshest of the kills. "Less embarrassin' ones, too... lil' help here?"

<OOC> Bennet channels for heals.
GAME: Bennet rolls 3d6: (11): 11
<OOC> Aldean says, "Whoops, clearing init means I can't tdamage. WIll write it down before next encounter."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Write it down and handle before next encounter."

Nuanna nods, "Anyone just hurt or was there something else, like acid or poison, something we might need to identify, bugs sometimes have that sort of thing, I don't like that sort of thing."

Bennet sighs, and double checks his weapon is clean, clear, and ready to go before putting it away. Moving into the center of the group, the Absolution murmurs quietly a few moments, ending with 'Turn back the clock'. A wave of grey power washes out, mending wounds and healing burns, leaving the party in abit bit better shape. "Recall some tales of those things... nasty critters, but in all good for a place. Help the soil and such. Can't say as care to see any more around, though."

The dead bugs each have six legs and are about the size of a horse. Those of you who got hit by that green ichor have no doubt that it was acidic. It burned like it, but it's not doing further corrosive damage.

"Gonna hafta agree," Hethyr says, shoving the corpse aside as Bennet's healing brings a bit more strength back into her arms. Standing up, she puts her hands at the small of her back with a hiss. "Best get movin', though... Standin' here ain't gettin' us any less tasty, or closer t'where we's headed."

Korrani shoulders her bow again now that the coast seems to be clear. She nods in agreement with Hethyr. "Aye, best be on our way."

Bennet eyes the hard, yet light, shells of the creatures for a long moment... but eventually nods. "Aye, best get moving."

After a few minutes and some hunting around, the party gets itself sorted and continues. The weather is not wonderful, but at least it washes off the acid and isn't getting any worse.

You travel for a couple more hours, consulting the map as you go. It's a seafarer's map, really, with indistinct land markings, but the trek takes you through some desolate areas, some of which contain clearly disturbed grave markers. In fact, there's quite a few of those. Someone's been harvesting in this area....

Bennet is... less than pleased. The Absolution isn't the best versed in the funeral practices of other cultures, especially those of Charn, but he does take a few moments to try and set things back. He can't return the bodies just yet, but mayhaps he can help respect the memories.

Right next to Bennet is the Khazad, despite her injuries, gently straightening the markers, shoving dirt back into the holes it's heaped around... rough work, and in any other time it would be incompetent, but she seems to be in agreement with Bennet; it would be worse, just to pass this by.

Korrani stands over one of the disturbed graves. "Are things so destitute that the citizens have resorted to grave robbing?" Given the story of the Derelict, she curiously looks around for claw marks or signs on whether they were dug up, or if something pulled itself out of the graves.

Nuanna shakes her head as they move along, "I don't think they were after treasures from the graves." she says, "If I remember Charn is not uncommon with necromancers."

Bennet grumbles. "Don't think is riches being dug up. But power. Maybe. Bad news either way."

"'Tis that," Hethyr agrees, "an' if necromancy's common hereabouts, Daeus willin', gonna make sure it's a lil ''less'' by th'time we's out."

The graves can be put to rights, with a bit of work, and none seem to challenge the group in doing so. It's painfully likely, though, that it's too late to protect what lies inside.

The rain does finally stop, but not before the ground is wet, and so are you. You're getting close as you move along, to the coordinates marked on the map. There are more graves here ... some marked, some not. Some seem to be just loosely turned soil and sand, and the ground is getting sandier. While there are birds and insects chittering, you haven't seen a /soul/ in at least a couple of hours ... nor is there really a road or path here that you see, only remains of farmhouses and barns, now run down and the soil turned. It's as if this area was once a farming community.

Up ahead, you see what looks to be the ramshackle remains of a barn or a shed of some sort. Crumbling, with logs and stones broken and leaving gaps of non-light to spill into the structure inside.

Nuanna cocks her head to the side, "Are we close?" she asks, she is getting bored with the dreary scenery.

''Hethyr pages: K/Religion roll? I'm suspecting that the life is being leached out of everything, can necromantic magic do that?''

Bennet shrugs. "No idea. But ain't sure i like the look of that place. Something... off... about it."

''You paged Hethyr with 'Roll it.'''

GAME: Hethyr rolls knowledge/religion: (15)+8: 23

''You paged Hethyr with 'There's still life here, but there's still plenty of marks that necromancers come here.'

You paged Hethyr with 'The upturned soil where farmers haven't plowed in years....'

You paged Hethyr with 'Missing grave markers ...'''

"Lovely place, Charn. Who would want to abandon land like this?" Korrani comments with a heavy dose of sarcasm.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Does anyone have Survival?"
GAME: Bennet rolls survival: (19)+3: 22
GAME: Nuanna rolls survival: (5)+9: 14

"I'm thinkin'," Hethyr growls, standing up a touch straighter as she rakes the landscape with her gaze. "Lookit, that dirt, there... that's land as been tilled, but I'd bet my shield it ain't seen a plow in years, an' where's th'grave markers by them holes over there? Mebbe's there's life here, but, they's definitely necromancers comin' through here all to regular, like."

GAME: Korrani rolls survival: (16)+9: 25
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hey guys? There aren't any tracks from wildlife here."

Nuanna looks around and shakes her head a bit, "Things are missing that shouldn't be, an unnaturalness."

Bennet grumbles. "Sorta hope is just the one necromancer. Or maybe just the curse of the treasure, without an active mind behind it all. Not good, regardless. Vaugely susprised havn't seen Charn forces... necromancy might be allowed, but harming farmland tends to be frowned upon. Need all the crops they can get to feed those armies."

Nuanna nods, "I just want to find the treasure and get out." she shakes her head, looking around.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Perception checks."

Smythly is here. Honest. He's been quiet, though. And stoic. Very, very stoic. He looks... displeased, to say the least. A barn. Barns are never good signs.

GAME: Smythly rolls perception: (11)+3: 14
GAME: Nuanna rolls perception: (18)+11: 29
GAME: Korrani rolls perception: (16)+7: 23
GAME: Bennet rolls perception: (18)+7: 25
GAME: Hethyr rolls perception: (16)+6: 22</nowiki>

''You paged (Nuanna, Korrani, Bennet, Hethyr) with 'You're hearing faint moans and the rattle of chains from that ramshackle barn.'''

<OOC> Aldean says, "Hey guys, could everyone please +init for me? I'm not going to use it yet but I will need it later."</nowiki>

Bennet quiets a few moments, perking an ear, then sighs, and draws his rifle again.

GAME: Bennet rolls initiative: Roll: 18 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 22
GAME: Hethyr rolls initiative: Roll: 10 + Bonus: 5 = Total: 15
GAME: Korrani rolls initiative: Roll: 18 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 22
<OOC> Aldean says, "You can continue with free RP once you have done so."
GAME: Nuanna rolls initiative: Roll: 2 + Bonus: 7 = Total: 9

Nuanna blinks, "Did you hear that?" she asks and gestures to the barn.

"Ayup," Heather growls, slipping her hammer out of its loop, bouncing it in her hand. "Eyes open, heads clear. Let's don't give whatever's in there any call t'have us f'r supper, yeah?"

Bennet says, "....times like this I'm sorta tempted to just set the barn on fire, stand back, and not worry 'bout the details. BUT... might be survivors in there."

Korrani draws her shield and longsword at the sound of the groans. "That -is- tempting. I really hope it's survivors. But I'm a realist."

Other than those odd noises, and the lack of tracks anywhere ... there doesn't seem to be anything odd.

Anyone who consults the map will realize that this structure is, if not the location of the treasure ... very, very close to it.

Nuanna mutters and shrugs a bit as she nods, "We sneak up and see what we can see?"

Bennet ponders several moments. ".... try and hit from both front and back doors (assuming there is a back door), or keep ourselves together and focus on one front? Gonna assume will be a fight, even if there are survivors."

Hethyr looks down at the heavy armored plates of her steel kilt, then back up at Nuanna, arching an eyebrow. "Hon, you think as you c'n be sneaky an' check it out aforehand, then I'm'a wish you good luck. Mamma Frieda's girl's a lotta things, but sneaky? Ain't one of'm."

Nuanna looks around at the others and then moves to sneak up and see if she can get a good look inside.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Roll stealth."

Bennet is the sort of fella who carries a ThunDerBelcher, which can be heard miles away. 'Sneaky' he ain't.

GAME: Nuanna rolls stealth: (14)+14: 28
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20: (17): 17
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20: (1): 1
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20: (11): 11
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20: (17): 17
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20: (6): 6
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20: (15): 15
<OOC> Aldean says, "Heh. OK."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nuanna, do you have low-light vision/"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Darkvision will also do."
<OOC> Nuanna says, "yes darkvision"

''You paged Nuanna with 'You look inside and see ... a lot of bones lying around on a dirt floor, coupled with some sort of metal ... chains perhaps?'

You paged Bennet with 'Like most barns, it has a wide door at one end and a narrow one at the other.'''

Nuanna cocks her head to the side and then moves back to the others, "Just saw bones, bones with maybe chains." she shakes her head a bit.

"Well," Hethyr grunts, bouncing her hammer once, "makes things simpler, then. Got a battle plan?" she asks, turning to look at Bennet and Korrani.

Bennet ponders a moment, and shrugs. "Go in the front, head out the back, put down anything that ain't supposed to be up along the way."

"Bones? Hmmm. Maybe the warhammer would be better," Korrani sheathes her sword and unlatches the warhammer from her back.

Korrani stares at Bennet. "You mean doing a run-by? Hm."

Hethyr bobs her head. "Sounds a plan, t'me. Y'all ready for this, then?"

Bennet shakes his head. "Don't mean to run. Go slow, get 'em all."

<OOC> Aldean says, "OK, everyone perception one more time if you're going into the barn please."
GAME: Korrani rolls perception: (5)+7: 12
GAME: Bennet rolls perception: (13)+7: 20
GAME: Hethyr rolls perception: (8)+6: 14
GAME: Nuanna rolls perception: (13)+11: 24
GAME: You roll initiative for Skeleton A: Roll: 10 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 10
GAME: You roll initiative for Skeleton B: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 1
GAME: You roll initiative for Skeleton C: Roll: 6 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 6
GAME: You roll initiative for Skeleton D: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 1
GAME: You roll initiative for Skeleton E: Roll: 19 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 19
GAME: You roll initiative for Skeleton F: Roll: 20 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 20

===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name----------------Notes--------------------------------------------
22 Korrani Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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22 Bennet Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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20 Skeleton F
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19 Skeleton E
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15 Hethyr Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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10 Skeleton A
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9 Nuanna Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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6 Skeleton C
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1 Skeleton D
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1 Skeleton B
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GAME: Smythly rolls perception: (10)+3: 13

''You paged (Bennet, Nuanna) with 'You two hear it again. The rattle of chains and a ghostly moan.'

You paged (Bennet, Nuanna) with 'As you are entering.'''

Nuanna looks around for signs of maybe a trapdoor or something as they enter the barn.

The barn door opens easily enough ... indeed, it swings rather crazily, threatening to dislodge itself from the rusted metal hinges. They hold, though, and it's dark as the inside of your pocket at midnight in here.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 22.
It is now Korrani's turn! Bennet is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Korrani ended.
<OOC> Korrani says, "Oh great, I get to go in first?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Korrani. It's your initiative, do you go in first?"
<OOC> Korrani says, "No way"
<OOC> Aldean says, "You can hold if you want to."
<OOC> Korrani says, "Let the tanky people go in. I'll hold"
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 22.
It is now Bennet's turn! Skeleton F is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Bennet ended.
<OOC> Bennet reminds of the 11 points of healing from before.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Tell me when you want to move."
GAME: You damaged Nuanna for -11 points. 21 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Hethyr for -11 points. 23 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Korrani for -11 points. 19 remaining.
GAME: You damaged Bennet for -11 points. 47 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Thank you most kindly! ^^"
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly will get some love whenever he decides to join the initiative order."
<OOC> Smythly says, "Sorry, I',m a bit out of it. :)"
GAME: Smythly rolls initiative: Roll: 2 + Bonus: 1 = Total: 3
<OOC> Smythly ...
<OOC> Bennet says, "Activate Divine Bond, add Flaming. Gun glows like a torch. Will depend on what i see for what i do next..."
<OOC> Smythly eyes his initiative.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Not to worry, Smythly."
GAME: You damaged Smythly for -11 points. 24 remaining.
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Pose it."
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 20.
It is now Skeleton F's turn! Skeleton E is next!

Bennet steps up to the darken doorway, thunderbelcher at his shoulder. "Aknowledge: open The Gate. Situation, Firebrand." A moment passes, the the gun begins to glow with a harsh grey light. A resonant voice replies 'Release acknowledged. Gate shall remain open until target is silenced.'

GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (3)+2: 5
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (8)+2: 10

As the first of the group enters and Bennet turns himself into a living torch, the sets of bones seem to creepily pull themselves together, as if foul magic made sick marionettes of the dead for a moment. Only for a moment, though-- the skeletons coalesce, the bones and magic knitting themselves into a gruesome whole with an evil cunning that lets them somehow walk on bones alone. The first two of these approach Bennet and slash at him with a claw each. Both simply skitter off armor, or miss entirely.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 19.
It is now Skeleton E's turn! Hethyr is next!
GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 15.
It is now Hethyr's turn! Skeleton A is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Hethyr ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Hethyr."
<OOC> Hethyr says, "Move up behind Bennet, and offensive channel."
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK. Roll it."
<OOC> Aldean says, "What's my save DC?"
<OOC> Hethyr says, "13, channel resistance nullified."
GAME: Hethyr rolls 2d6: (11): 11
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (7)+2: 9
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (15)+2: 17
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (17)+2: 19
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (4)+2: 6
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (6)+2: 8
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+2: (9)+2: 11
<OOC> Aldean says, "All of them are toast. Pose it BUT we are not out of initiative."
<OOC> Hethyr nodnod.
GAME: 'skeleton a' removed from initiative list.
GAME: 'skeleton b' removed from initiative list.
GAME: 'skeleton c' removed from initiative list.
GAME: 'skeleton d' removed from initiative list.
GAME: 'skeleton e' removed from initiative list.
GAME: 'skeleton f' removed from initiative list.
===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name----------------Notes--------------------------------------------
22 Korrani
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22 Bennet
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>> 15 Hethyr <<
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9 Nuanna Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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3 Smythly Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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The moment the bones begin to move, so does Hethyr. Stumping up right next to Bennet, the priestess closes her fist over her holy symbol, filling her lungs with a deep breath. "Down with you, vile creations of a twisted mind! In the name of the Sun, the Father, the Pure Metal, I refute the magics binding your bones to walk! In Daues' name I command, ''get you off the skin of this world!''" At this last declamation, her holy symbol flares alight, a pulse of golden-white radiance like the kiss of the sun washing outward from her in a wave, blasting the skeletons apart in its furious glare.

GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (14)+5: 19
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (5)+5: 10
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (2)+5: 7
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (14)+5: 19
GAME: Aldean rolls 1d20+5: (11)+5: 16

As the light of the Father sweeps through the darkened room, sending bones crumbling to blackened dust, the moaning and rattling of chains that most of you had been hearing earlier comes back. And it's louder than before, rising to a shriek, a male shriek of anguish, abruptly cut off as if the end of his life ended his agony. The spiked chains and manacles among which the bones once lay themselves rise in anger, lashing out at Hethyr and anyone unfortunate enough to be close to her. Several strike her, but none penetrate the armor

....And now, in the light cast by Bennet and the brighter light of Daeus' anger, you can see the walls to which the chains are held fast, coated with old, dried blood, urine, feces and vomit.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 9.
It is now Nuanna's turn! Smythly is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Nuanna ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Nuanna."
<OOC> Nuanna says, "okay, do I see anything or just that heth was attacked by chains?"
<OOC> Aldean says, "THe chains themselves, attached to the wall, rose up with a shriek of anguish and attacked Hethyr."
<OOC> Aldean says, "And then dropped to the floor again."
<OOC> Nuanna says, "just in case, going to cast bless"
<OOC> Aldean says, "OK."
<OOC> Aldean says, "Cast and pose."
GAME: Nuanna casts Bless. Caster Level: 3 DC: 14

Nuanna takes a moment, not really seeing anything and calls out to Reos, "Lord of Artifice, and Relics, grant us your blessing." she says and a white light spreads over them all.

GAME: Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 3.
It is now Smythly's turn! Korrani is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Smythly ended.
<OOC> Aldean says, "Smythly? You still with us or do you want to go ahead and bow out?"
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Aldean advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 22.
It is now Korrani's turn! Bennet is next!
GAME: You clear initiatives.
GAME: Aldean has cleared initiatives.
GAME: Korrani rolls initiative: Roll: 12 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 16
<OOC> Aldean drops inititatives for now. Free RP.
<OOC> Korrani oops and meant to check +tinit
GAME: You clear initiatives.
GAME: Aldean has cleared initiatives.
<OOC> Aldean says, "No worries. Free RP. I needed init for that one piece."
GAME: Bennet rolls knowledge/religion: (13)+5: 18
<OOC> Aldean says, "What's your question, Bennet?"

Bennet eyes the chains. Eyes them really hard. Chains are ''not'' supposed to do that sort of thing.

<OOC> Bennet says, "Ghost, poltergeist, other sort of undead something identification?"

''Hethyr pages: May I roll the same? I'm wondering if the entire barn isn't the forced repository for a soul.

You paged Hethyr with 'Roll it.'''

GAME: Hethyr rolls knowledge/religion: (18)+8: 26

''You paged (Bennet, Hethyr) with 'There are several things that this could be. A poltergeist can sometimes do that, although that's a lot for a poltergeist.'

You paged (Bennet, Hethyr) with 'Ghost is also possible.'

You paged Hethyr with 'ACtually, you know one other thing.'

You paged Hethyr with 'The place is haunted. A lot of souls in anguish can do this to a place ... it takes on a life of its own from all the souls that have suffered in that place. The Father's power can quiet it ... for a time.'

You paged Hethyr with 'But it's not permanent. To permanently quiet a place like this, one has to determine what will lay the souls to rest and do it.'''

"Lord above," Hethyr breathes, eyes widening as she recovers from her surprise as the very manacles chained to the barn lash out at her... to no effect, but even still. Frowning, she glances up at Bennet, and back to Nuanna. "I'm wonderin'... Could be as they's a ghost possessin' th'place... but lookin' around? I'm thinkin' just th'pure sufferin' this place's seen gave it somethin' almost like life... An' I'm thinkin' takin' care of this, for good? It's gonna be a hell of a job."

Nuanna shrugs and cocks her head to the side, "Don't know, might have just been an echo, looks like lot happened here." she says and looks around, "Is this the place we are supposed to go?"

"..lovely," says Smythly, putting a hand to his face. He looks rather pained for a moment, continuing, "I like you already," to Nuanna.

Bennet spits angrily, still eyeing the chains. "Ain't sure. Ghost is likely. Reckon them was slave chains. Lot of suffering and dead. That sorta thing don't go well. Iffen is a treasure on top of it all, ain't gonna make things easier."

Korrani looks around in disgust. "Perhaps after we're done searching, we can burn this place to the ground."

Bennet very cautiously steps a little further inside. See if those chains try to attack again, or if that was just an effect. ...and see if can get a better look around the place.

"Rather consecrate it, ''then'' burn it, an' hope th'fire purifies what ain't scoured clean," Hethyr sighs, then blinks as Bennet steps forward. "Y'uh... mebbe as we oughta quiet th'place first, 'fore y'start testin' its patience?"

There's no movement from the chains at all. To all appearances ... they're just spiked chains, bolted to the walls and with manacles on the end.

The floor is covered in old urine, dried feces, vomit, and blood, just like the walls. A small pile of moldy straw is rotting in one corner, but there appears to be a door on the other side. This is more than one room.

Consulting the map says that this should be the place, or very, very close.

Nuanna nods, "Alright, a door to check, place smells worse than a wolf stable in goblintown, lets check it out and then get out of here." she shakes her head a bit.

<OOC> Aldean says, "Perception if you are searching the place."
GAME: Korrani rolls perception: (17)+7: 24
GAME: Bennet rolls perception: (12)+7: 19
GAME: Nuanna rolls perception: (12)+11: 23
GAME: Smythly rolls Perception: (18)+3: 21
GAME: Hethyr rolls perception: (13)+6: 19

Smythly, of course, will begin helping to search the place. He is, after all, a keen eyed goblin.

''You paged (Korrani, Smythly, Nuanna) with 'You three find a section of dirt floor in the second room that looks as if it's been tamped down and smoothed over somewhat inexpertly.'''

Bennet keeps very cautious as he checks. No one wants hit in the face with a rusty chain... well, maybe some Korrites, but we try not to talk about those guys.

Hethyr picks her way through the barn, eyes sweeping back and forth... but something in the set of her expression says that she's not precisely looking for treasure. "'M so sorry," she murmurs under her breath, over and over.

Nuanna cocks her head to the side as she frowns and keeps walking over one spot in the second room, "I think there might be something under here." she murmers. She looks at some of the others. "What do you think?"

Bennet says, "....door first, keep and eye on the floor spot?"

Korrani walks over to Nuanna and scuffs her foot along the ground. "Looks like. Guess we dig?"

Hethyr straightens, casting one last look around their fetid, charnel surroundings. "...Yeah," she says after a moment. "Might as well... could be as we'll get a better idea o' what happened, here..."

Once the group sets to digging, it turns up a chest, which from the look of it does indeed seem to have been buried here a while ... but not that long ago. There's also other signs of relatively recent use in this place -- footprints and the line --- but no belongings to suggest who.

<OOC> Aldean says, "It's getting late, folks. You found the treasure, and what's in there is dependent on whether you're up for learning more about what happened here."
<OOC> Hethyr is, definitely!
<OOC> Bennet is as well. Is also in favor of getting some sleep. :(</nowiki>

Nuanna nods her head and looks at the chest, "WEll lets get a look inside." she says and shakes her head a bit.
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