Eberron: Voyage of the Golden Dragon

[Samb]

In 993 YK, the Brelish military commissioned a joint endeavor of House Lyrandar, House Medani, and the royal magewrights. Well funded by King Boranel’s coffers, the Golden Dragon was to be the crown jewel of Breland’s armada, and the flagship for a new fleet of airships unlike anything Khorvaire had seen before.
The mammoth project labored on for three years, plagued by setbacks and constant delays. Even before the Golden Dragon’s complicated elemental binding processes were perfected, the Last War was over. The Treaty of Thronehold brought with it new opportunities and prosperity, however. The mighty airship’s half-constructed skeleton wallowed in a private
Lyrandar dock in Sharn for another year before a concern of private investors doled out a tidy sum to the Brelish crown to acquire it. Now, the Golden Dragon is about to embark on a different role in the skies. As a luxury cruise airship, it will tour Khorvaire’s farthest reaches and beyond.

Tonight, in Tower Lyrandar, house Lyrandar will unveil it's best kept secret to the elites of Sharn. Even the Lord Mayor, Cathan ir’Demell and several council members are in attendance. Indeed, this may prove to be the social event of the year.


Sandra and Thoryk's Prologue:
Among the socialites, investors, and nobles are 2 priests hold in high regard in their church asked to bless the captain and ship. Both shining examples of their faith and for which this great honor was bestowed. It is not house Lyrandar's tradition to seek the blessing of the Sovereign Host, but they have placed much of their resources into this new project and wish not to take any risks. Thoryx is tasked bless the champange to be broken on the hull, while Sandra will bless the wine the captain uses in his toast. If the rumors you heard of this captain are true, he may need it. "This will be a great opportunity to expose the elites of Sharn and the dragonmarked to the glory of the Sovereign Host. Please be on your best behavior." The high priest said said as the two clerics donned their sacraments for the party.

Daron's Prologue:
A retired soldier of the last great war now finds his skills for hire to highest bidder. Once he was called Captain Daron, but that was when the world was upside-down. Now in a time of peace Daron has found that skills with wand and sword are in high demand, especially among the wealthy. Today would be an typical day for him. A minor noble called Auir Nalvick, has hired him as security detail for him during the christening of some airship. "Just being rich is a crime for the peasants. Jealousy often turns to violence" he makes an exaggerated sigh "I can't tell you how often I've been panhandled while in lower Menthis. Can't they just get a job (and a trust fund)? Geez!" Daron wonders what a respectable person would be doing in a place famous for its brothel in doing in lower Menthis in the first place but refrains from saying anything. Another day another rich brat that needs protecting......at least the money is good.


Lalah, Richter, & Burn:
In a dingy lab somewhere in Cliffside, a young, well dressed merchant wipes hs feet under the wooden sign "Richter & Co: liberating artifact, relics and stuff cira: 995". He enters and greets the wizard and a warforged warmly and looks around the lab. "Ah I see that elf isn't here, oh well I am in a hurry so I won't wait for her to come back. You see I have to get out of town last minute but I have tickets to this exclusive party in Lyrandar tower tonight. I hope you three will accept it as a token of my thanks for that wonderful item you recovered for me last time. It will fun and good for business" he said with a wink. Being about the meet the Lord Mayor himself, how could this bunch say no?

[Samb]

The doorman checks everyone's tickets and lets you in to the top floor of Lyrandar Tower where the party is in full swing. There you see a floating airship fills the night sky, suspended 200 feet off the ground alongside Lyrandar Tower balcony. The housings for not one but two elemental rings surround the giant vessel—one blazing and crackling with flame, the other dormant and dark. The ship herself is near 200 feet long and over 60 feet across at her thickest. The Sovereign Host alone knows what device or artifice could keep such a behemoth aloft. Soarwood tinged with gold and carved with scale and talon motifs makes up her body. Her front bow is rendered into an enormous dragon’s head with fanged mouth gaping wide.

Many notable figures from high ranking House members, council members and even the mayor himself are enjoying the wine provided by Sannid's, one of Sharn's most renowned wineries. Dancers and bards from the ship's private casino, Jenk's House of Chance, provide the entertainment for the night.

A crowd of well-wisher surround a half elf dressed to the nines in a navy cloak with golden glitter. The elf is cordial and gracious to all that offer him their hand.

Feel free to explore the party and mingle as you see fit. You can go to the ship as well or stay on the roof of the tower.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

The sights and sounds entertained Redard Richter III highly. He felt like he belonged in the presence of such high class revelry that it took all he could to maintain his demeanor.

"Ah, now this is more like it." Redard Richter said, a glass of wine in one hand, and a little tiny piece of meat on an equally tiny stick in the other. "Wining and dining in high society aboard such a majestic piece of technology! Gentlemen, this is the life.

Redard Richter III was dressed in the height of fashion. A beautiful red robe, and a flowing red cape draped upon his shoulders. He mixed well with the nobles. His trimmed goatee served to frame his angular face. His stance, the way he walked, it was like he would rather soon let the world bend than become inconvenienced by it.

[Akisa]

A young teenage girl who is suited in expensive, well shined and glossy full plate armor could be seen ridding a lift obviously bored. It was strange to see such a young teenage girl in such heavy armor especially one that was so well crafted and adorned with Holy Symbols of the Sovereign Host. However She was known through out the land as a child prodigy and seemed to be blessed with an innate strength that even surpasses most Orcs. Because of Sandra’s blessed strength she was selected to bless the toasting whine despite her reservation to due so stating her talents would be better used with adventuring. Nevertheless as Sandra reached the top floor and turned to face the new Airship she was a bit taken back perhaps due to the sheer size or elegance of the ship. With the initial shock waning Sandra then makes her way towards the well dressed half-elf in navy attire.

“Good Day Sir, My name is Sandra of the Sovereign Host” Said Sandra being as courteous as possible minding all the local customs and courtesy briefed to her.

[Samb]

"Ah! You must be Sandra! Blessed is Kol Korran*!"

The half-elf shakes Sandra's hand heartily. You can a hint of his dragonmark of storm on the left of his neck.

"I am Captain Alastair d'Lyrandar, captain of the Dragon. I was informed that you would blessing our wine today. Please enjoy yourself tonight, you and your fellow cleric truly do grace us with your presence. If there is anything at all you need tonight please let anyone of my crew know."

Capt. Alastair
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Kol Korran is the diety of wealth a trade, part of the Host

[Watcher]

A dwarf with years to back him up silently follows Sandra to where he thinks he's supposed to go. His beige, tarnished armor is a large contrast to the glossy armor Sandra wears. Thoryk makes no effort to introduce himself, being not keen on introductions, and he would likely make the conversation awkward. Thoryk, quiet as he can, tries to wander to the edge of the roof to get a better look at the airship.

[Samb]

For Richter
"Why, isn't that Rederd Richter!?"
You hear among the crowd, you turn around and see your preceptor Professor Marvelli with a lovely, lithe elvish girl that clearly was not his wife. You think you saw her in class once...... He leans over to give you a hug and you clearly smell the whiskey from his breath.

"Why I never figured you for parties! And you even brought security with you!" He gestures to the elven in armor, and the awkward warforged behind you. "Did you come into some great fortune you are not sharing with the university? HAHAHA!"

He hands his empty bottle to a gentle looking half-orc wearing a sailor's outfit and brushes him off.


For Thoryk:
As you wander onto the ship you notice the main deck is adorned with brass railings wrought into twisting dragons swallowing each other’s tails surround the area above deck. This open-air space offers a splendid view of swirling clouds and a dizzying tapestry of dancing stars. The deck and most of the ship is dimly lit by everbright lanterns to create a festive atmosphere. When you look down to the cargo bay you spot minotaur laborers bring crates and luxury travel bags up the ramp in contrast to the party going on. One of the crates required 3 minotaurs to haul onto the ship. One Medani guard watches them and denies access to all who do not have clearance.

"ah Holy man we are waiting on you before we start dinner in the reception hall this way please." says the same towering but gentle half-orc that was serving drinks a second ago. "I am the bosun of the ship, Velgram Linntorm, the captain is sorry that he couldn't show you around properly but your blessing will be needed soon, the VIPs are getting hungry." Velgram quickly shoves a bottle of 20 year old champagne into your hands, cups you in his massive hands and shuttles you to the front of the ship. All eyes turn to you expectantly......


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[Watcher]

Thoryk stands for a few seconds before noticing he's holding some champagne. He can't figure out what he's supposed to do, since he'd never done this kind of thing. With nothing else to do, he enchanted the bottle on the spot with his holy magic, and cast Protection from Evil (for good measure). He looks for a response, hopefully positive. The High Priest would not like him to mess up and be tossed off the ship before it even deported.

Heal Check: (1d20+21)[39]

[Stycotl]

Burn

Burn is a large, man-sized construct made of slick, black adamantine, with growths of blue and gray crystal that glimmer through joints and cracks in his armor. A newer kind of warforged, he exhibits gracefully contoured lines and sleek features, with none of the clunkiness of some earlier forged designs. His large hands have 5 articulate fingers each, and they are capable of crushing strength, though they might not be nimble enough for caligraphy. His neck is reinforced with strong cables and hydraulics, an a long, goring horn protrudes from his forehead, making him over 7 feet tall when standing upright.

Despite his awesome construction, Burn moves with a ponderous gait that clearly irritates him, though his enormous strength and durability more than make up for his lack of speed and mobility in combat.

An intense heat radiates out from Burn, coming from a micro furnace buried somewhere in his heavily armored core. This energy extends out to his extremities via special conductive crystal cells and alloys, allowing him to generate searing heat at his fingertips with the merest whim.

Burn's right forearm is completely encased in a massive, clawed gauntlet of darkest adamantine. A large bastard sword is secured to his back by some sort of podlike contraption, and a large, projectile-shooting contraption is mounted on his left forearm.

Burn makes his way out into the night air, gawking at the partygoers and their expensive wardrobes and glittering jewels.

We could make a killing here, Burn! There is enough finery here to fuel the ol' furnace for a decade!

The psiforged is too distracted by the party to pay attention to the larcenous thoughts of his subconscious, though the few citizens that were close enough to be involved in the psicrystal's telepathic comments turn and look around, wondering who whispered in their heads.

The psiforged finally tears his gaze away from the revelry and regards the enormous airship.

You think it'll collapse if you set foot on it? The psicrystal asks curiously.

"Beats me." Burn answers, drawing the gaze of those around him with his deep, humming bass, the sound of precision machinery, "There is only one way to find out."

With that, the psiforged shoulders his way patiently through the crowd, arrowing for the boarding ramp. He is very curious to see if his elemental furnace would siphon power from the extraordinary engines of the airship, though he doubted that they would even dim in power with his small presence.

Walking the ramp, Burn nods to the guards at the rail and steps onto the deck. He waits for a moment, listening for the sputtering flames of the ship's active ring, or the groaning sound of sagging deck planks.

Nothing. The construction of this ship requires so much magical energy that even his greedy furnace has apparently no effect on it.

That was an impressive construct. Burn nods his head in admiration and runs his gauntleted right hand across the well-oiled deck rails.

"Beautiful."

[Samb]

the crowd rejoices as Thoryk says his (rather lengthy) prayers. All there is left to do is to break the expensive beverage onto the gold inlaid dragon head.

[Watcher]

Thoryk walks over to the dragon head, taking extra precautions to not drop it, yet walks hastily. At the head, he does the deed. "I hope I did okay..."

[Samb]

Velgram's voice booms: "Dinner will be served shortly in the reception hall in the lower floors by Sharn's very own Platinum chef Jaeden Kovane. Please go to the lower level when you are ready."

Velgram gives Thoryk an encouraging pat on the back that almost knocks him over. "You did great!"

If you messed it up I would have just made it into a comedic event. So no worries

[Watcher]

"(Oof!)" Thoryk regains himself. Great, thanks! I hoped I wouldn't screw it up and..." Thoryk trails off, then stops. He passively looks at aspects of the airship that he hadn't had time to look at before.

[Samb]

To Thoryk:
The only part of the upper level that you failed to really explore is the bridge, which is off limits to non crew members.

To Burn:
You spot the the shy dwarf that broke the bottle on the hull admiring the craftsmanship of the ship just like you.

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl

A very pretty and curvy elf with dirty-blonde hair and blue eyes attends the party with Rederd. Some may think she might fit better with the various dancers and bards on board. If it were not for her refined-looking chain shirt that she sports over her clothing, one would not be able to tell that she was anything but a dancer. Her short skirt made out of leaves may be a bit strange in the fashion world, but elves will be elves and the men don't seem to complain.

"A pleasure to meet you, Professor Marvelli..." she extends a graceful hand covered in a thin, silk-like glove. "I am Aellas, an associate of Mr Richter. We have uncovered many treasures together."

[blackseven]

Daron Kruznet

Among the various functionaries and hangers-on of one minor lord, in a sea of nobles and courtiers, a red haired man of average height and strong build stands rigidly straight. His clothing is obviously rugged and cut first to allow free movement, and yet the skill of the tailor shows that it was also designed to meet approval under the aesthetic sensibilities of high society. A well polished, brilliant mithral breastplate, curiously devoid of any insignia or heraldry, is prominent on the man's torso, and an observant listener may make out the clinking of mail links, probably hidden underneath the top layer of clothing. A large scabbard, elegant yet understated, hangs from the man's back; the crossguard and pommel meticulously polished and the grip freshly wrapped. At first glance, the man would look to be some fantastical parody of an "ideal" soldier, were it not for the intensity of his sharp, hard eyes set into a clean shaven face wearing a stern, wary expression, and the deliberate, economical nature of his movement.

****

Daron, although not much for these high society gatherings, was experienced enough in them to be bemused rather than overwhelmed. Serving as a junior officer in the Aundair forces, society gatherings such as these were very much an official part of his duties, seeing that Aundair was fond (too much so) of the trappings of nobility. Though he dreaded it at the time, in retrospect, he was glad for this portion of the service, as it had paid dividends in the years following the Last War: it was hard to find competent bodyguards who could blend in at society functions. Some mercenaries seemed to think that "being prepared" was synonymous with "wearing ratty clothing and dingy equipment." Of course, there was a time and place for that too - just not here...

Daron noted the dwarf priest's discomfort with some sympathy. He figured the dwarf was more a man of action than of niceties, and that the honor of christening such a ship may have been more a burden than a reward to the dwarf. However, the dwarf preformed adequately and the night seemed able to progress without incident. Daron returned to his thoughts after scanning the crowd again. He was thirsty but everything he found so far was alcoholic - a bad idea for one on guard. Maybe he could find something to drink...

[Akisa]

“My, My someone is well mannered “ replied Jokingly as she performed a pseudo curtsey. “At the moment I’m just wondering where is the whine I should bless is located?” Sandra continued with the conversation hoping this assignment would be a short in and out.

[Stycotl]

Burn turns from his inspection of the helm, and notices the same dwarf that delivered the ceremonial prayer.

Built more like a bovine than a humanoid... his psicrystal remarks telepathically to any nearby as the psiforged regards the priest.

Burn shakes his head and nods his head to the dwarf. "Ho. Master dwarf, you were honored tonight. Congratulations are in order then. So, um, congratulations."

Yes, insignificant prayer-traditions spoken to deaf gods–many congratulations indeed...

[Watcher]

Thoryk stops, and shifts his total attention to Burn, not entirely regarding he'd just spoken. In fact, he'd never seen anything like it before-- not in the temple. Then, after examining him for a while in stunned silence, he coughs and responds, "Er, yes, I guess...Thanks? Sorry, I'm just...not...used to..." Thoryk looks uncomfortable with his intensely bad way to resume the conversation. "Sorry..."

[Stycotl]

Burn listens, oblivious to the dwarf's discomfort, though patient, friendly, and curious, "Not used to what?"

His psicrystal on the other hand is not so patient, Spineless scum! Straighten up and at least pretend you have a backbone. There shall be no room for weaklings such as you when at last we come to rule the world!

[Watcher]

"I just...don't know...what..." Thoryk pauses, thinking of words. "I'm just not used to the kind of people around here. I'm from the temple, so I usually only see fleshy races." Thoryk doesn't seem to know anything about psionics, either.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Yes, well, I am, after all, a man of wealth and taste." Redard said. Oh, hells. And I was actually enjoying this for once.

[Samb]

To Richter and Lahah:
"What a beautiful assistant you have you have there Richter" Professor Marvelli said as he took Lalah hand and lightly kissed it. He took a few moments to admire her skirt before continuing.

"Since you are here let me introduce you to the ship's artificer, Manten Dramgrin, a fellow alumni. We shall be sitting in the same table as him for dinner. I hear he will let you use the lab if you have the right amount. First class facilities, I should know, I sponsored it HAHAHA! Now my dear, Aellas" he offered his elbow to Lalah, "you simply MUST sit next to me." the lecherous professor said with a grin.

"Come my dear students! Off to the reception hall!" You hear his elven escort giggle coyly. There was always a rumor on campus that the sagely Marvelli had a fetish for elves.......

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Of course," Richter said, and added under his breath: "No accounting for taste, really." Sure, the elf was comely. Attractive even. But Redard was looking for something else. Something more refined, something of a quality he can't quite explain it. It's definition still eluded his grasp. He was sure, however, that Aellas did not have it.

Redard shrugged, and placed his attention elsewhere.

[Samb]

To Sandra:
"The wine will be given to you at the start of dinner, we should make our way to the reception hall. I'm sure you will do as well as your fellow cleric" said Capt. Alastair.

Just as you are about to explain to the him that you are not nervous, you are shoved aside by a rugged looking human in a breastplate followed closely by a frail man in a silk blouse.



To Daron:
"Darret! Be useful and push a clearing for me! I have to shake the Captain's hand! I couldn't face my friends if I didn't that. Now chop, chop! Auir said as he snapped his fingers. Nalvick has been pronouncing your name wrong all night, but once again you remember the pay is good......In your haste it appears you have knocked over a young lady. A young holy lady........

[Frosty]

To Richter and Lahah:
"What a beautiful assistant you have you have there Richter" Professor Marvelli said as he took Lalah hand and lightly kissed it. He took a few moments to admire her skirt before continuing.

"Since you are here let me introduce you to the ship's artificer, Manten Dramgrin, a fellow alumni. We shall be sitting in the same table as him for dinner. I hear he will let you use the lab if you have the right amount. First class facilities, I should know, I sponsored it HAHAHA! Now my dear, Aellas" he offered his elbow to Lalah, "you simply MUST sit next to me." the lecherous professor said with a grin.

"Come my dear students! Off to the reception hall!" You hear his elven escort giggle coyly. There was always a rumor on campus that the sagely Marvelli had a fetish for elves.......

Aellas Tia'ryl

Aellas is not some giggling groupie who will hang off the arm of any old, possibly rich, and possibly influential old coot. She did not mind the kiss on her hand, but the rest is too much...

"*Ahem* I see that you already have a...beautiful escort with you with you tonight. Far be it for me to deny her your company for the night. As a Paladin, it would be wrong for me to take her place by your side at the dinner table, especially since she obviously fits there better than I." She does not take his elbow. "I would not mind sitting across from you and conversing, however."

[blackseven]

After Nalvick gave his order, Daron replies: "Very well... make sure you follow closely in my wake. Any 'openings' I make will quickly fill up behind me."

After getting Nalvick's agreement to do so, Daron mentally shrugs and begins clear a small path towards the ship's captain. Helping a charge navigate a crowd was hardly glorious, but a common and big part of the job - that is, the job of hired muscle. Daron did his best to push through the crowd, checking behind occasionally to make sure Nalvick did not fall behind. Thankfully, the young lord was good at following without much trouble.

The crowd thickened around the ship's captain, and started to seem to push back more often and more forcefully. It seemed, naturally, that other nobles with the same intention had their own hired thugs blazing a trail to the captain. Regardless, Daron knew his job and got to the captain without much incident. The captain seemed to be speaking with a young female in plate armor. After pausing a moment, Daron reached out a hand to gain the young woman's attention and interrupt as politely as he could - Nalvick would likely have no patience for waiting.

Unfortunately, there was a particularly violent and unexpected shift in the crowd at that moment (likely caused by less professional thugs than Daron), and Daron found himself overbalanced. He ended up putting too much weight into his outstretched arm and knocked over the armored woman before he could recover. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nalvick smoothly maneuver around him and into the gap left by the now kneeling woman.

Seeing that his charge was engaged with the ship's captain, Daron extends his hand to the young woman, a genuinely apologetic look on this face. He quickly took note of the symbols of the Sovereign Host on her armor, and decided to speakk in the practiced voice of a military officer at a formal occasion.

"I am sorry, lady cleric of the Host. I was trying to guide my employer to speak with the captain, and the crowd's shifting took me by surprise. I meant no disrespect. You are, I hope, not too much worse for the wear?"

[Akisa]

As a reaction Sandra quickly braced herself to prevent herself from falling over and at the same time she clenched her fist as if she was ready to strike back. However Sandra quickly repeated the tenants of her faith in her head as she calmed down.

“You should be more careful, although people here are civilized they still may hold a grudge with political influences to make your life less pleasant. Luckily I don’t really care” Said Sandra in an almost joking but snide as she turned and faced the person who accidentally shoved her and ignoring his comment.

"I tell you what, if you get me a drink I'll let you slide" Said Sandra with a wink.

[Stycotl]

Burn listens to the dwarf and then gives a grating, metallic chuckle, "They don't have warforged near your home? Have you ever even seen one around? I thought that we were pretty common..."

His psicrystal sighs audibly, Great. Hundreds of interesting people at this party and we decide to talk to the antisocial dwarf. Good move, Burn.

The psiforged merely laughs again, "Don't mind my subconscious. It is composed of the more sociopathic elements of my personality and means no harm.

[Samb]

To Burn and Thoryk:
While chatting and looking over the observation deck you note 4 harpoon stands that still look operational. Even with the decorative engravings and gilded facade, it was still odd to see such a deadly weapon on a luxury airship. Beneath you, the minotaurs are still slaving away with the ships supplies. According to the manifest, ship's maiden voyage was not for another 2 weeks but already it was booked to capacity. As both of you watch a group of 8 people (you cannot make out exactly in the dark and din) approach the Mendani guard and show him some papers. The Mendani guard lets them through without question.

"Ahh the plumbers finally showed up!" said a females voice behind you. You turn to see a female half-elf in a windwright jacket. The insignia on shoulder indicating the rank of Lieutenant. "I am first mate Mazzia d’Lyrandar. I was ordered to escort you to your seats and make sure those plumbers arrived. A lot of work going, don't be fooled by the party! Come now." She motioned to both of you. Even a warforged could tell she took her job as a windwright very seriously, with her stern demeanor and monastery bun, she looked every bit a true professional.

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[Stycotl]

by "to our seats," i take it she means off of the ship?

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Burn nods cordially, "Where are you sitting, dwarf? In fact, I don't believe that I have introduced myself–I am called Burn. May I ask your name?"

To Mazzia, "Pleased to meet you. Is this ship expecting much hostility? Granted, it is large, lavish, and would be a prime target for airborne brigands, but what kind of resistance would you be expecting?"

While his attention is focused still on the ship, his psicrystal is engaging in other thoughts. This woman would be what hormone-addled humanoids call "attractive." Note the firm tone to her posterior in particular...

[Samb]

To Lahah and Richter:
"Why I've never been rejected with such grace! Truly Richter you have a very capable helper here, I'm sure you will bring great fame and fortune to the school. Now before we go to dinner, follow me and I will introduce you both to the artificer of this ship. A former student of mine. I personally recommended him for the position" the professor paused to let the full weight of his importance sink in a bit more. The young elf next to him leaned in closer to the lanky professor. Satisfied that his importance was recognized by someone he motions you to follow him. I believe it's this way.


He leads you to area 3 of the ship.

[Samb]

To your seats in the reception hall on the ship. You two are in the upper level in area 6, which is the observation deck. Oh and you are the only one that can hear your psicrystal. It's like a voice in your head.
To Burn:

"Not many know this but this ship was supposed to be the prototype to a new kind of warship in the service of Breland during the last War. It never saw action since the War ended before it was complete. These harpoons are remnants of its military ancestry. We are not expecting any hostility at all during our maiden voyage." Mazzia said with a certain degree of pride. "Burn will you be joining us in the reception hall then?" she said quickly snapping back to duty.

[Samb]

To Sandra and Daron:
Just then a pudgy, balding human dressed in custom silks and satin (designed to minimize his bulk and only partial successful) approaches Alastair as the crowd goes silent. It was the Lord Mayor, Cathan ir’Demell coming to wish the Captain well. My dear Alastair! he gives the half-elf a hearty hug. I'm sure you will do fine, you are one of best windwrights in your House I'm sure your maiden voyage will go smoothly. It's just a bit of bad luck your having. I see you are having everything blessed. He looks to Sandra.It is good that you are not taking any chances. I am afraid I must go shortly after dinner, running a city like Sharn is quite a bit of work you know!"

"Ohh..... thank you my lord, and please enjoy dinner" Alastair looks a bit flustered after the Mayor mentioned his bad luck.

DC=10 gather information or knowledge local to view (anyone):
Alastair graduated top of his class as a windwright, but once he started his commissions have all been fraught with bad luck. The bound elemental escaping, passengers falling overboard, air pirate raids. All of which were of no fault to Alastair and his crew.

"haha Well done Darret! You knew the Lord mayor was coming as well didn't you!? Oh i'll be the envy of all my friends! I will make sure to give you a nice tip once this party is over" Nalvick said excitedly.

[Watcher]

Thoryk stands silently as Burn converses with Mazzia d’Lyrandar. He tried to tell Burn his name and seat location, but the conversation went on, so he waits. He's patient like that.

[blackseven]

Daron was glad the armored girl was willing to let the matter go for such a short price. For a moment, long familiar instincts had screamed of imminent violence.

"That is a most fair bargain, Lady...? My name is Daron Kruznet... or Darret, if you prefer," he added with a wry smile and a slight nod toward Nalvick. "What is your preference in drink? I will hasten to retrieve it for you while my charge is enthralled with what is undoubtedly to be the highlight of his night."

He quickly scans the crowd looking for the nearest bar, or failing that, a drink server. As Nalvick squeals in delight, he spares a quick nod toward Nalvick, thinking *I probably shouldn't tell him I've met Queen Aurala.*

[Nebuchadnezzer]

Artificers, huh. Never liked their ilk, Richter thought. Too dependent on magical trinkets...

"Why yes, I would love to meet this artificer," Richter said. He turned to his traveling companions. "How about you two?"

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl

"Exploration of the effects of magic and the artifacts they are stored in is definitely a part of living and experiening the world, and a rather beneficial one too. It's almost as interesting as watching this most-likely airheaded bimbo elf draped around the pompous man's arms" thinks Aellas with a smile.

"I'd be delighted to meet this undoubted genius of a man. We shall follow your lead." she answers the professor.

As she walks behind them, she takes a moment to activate an ability to read the surface thoughs of others, and she'll first concentrate on the elf girl to read her Intelligence and her surface thoughts. [Will save DC 19 to resist reading thoughts. Int score is read no save.]

[Samb]

To Daron:
The captain notices your conversation with cleric and says to you assuringly: "Come join me at my table by the Mayor's. You can make up for it after she gives her toast."
"oh Darret! Even your clumsiness has it windfalls! Now I'll be dining with them as well! You certainly are worth every penny Nalvick squealed like an excited girl.

[Samb]

to Richter and Lalah
Burn went off on his own and is on the observation deck with Thoryk and not presently with you.

The elf failed her save. Unsurprisingly she has an INT of 16 which is what you would expect of elven wizard. The professor made his save and has an INT of 21 you will not be able to glean anymore from him.

You note that the the heavy wooden door to the lab has an elaborate lock on it. Whoever made this room meant for it to locked. As you approach the lab you hear two people in a heated argument.

"...........I absolutely forbid you from making something like that in my lab! I don't care how much gold you bribed the captain with!" you hear a gruff voice say.

"The contract states I can do anything I want here, lord knows I'm paying enough for it! Restricting me from making anything 'too dangerous' in a state of the art lab is preposterous!"

Just as the four of you reach the top of the stairs, a halfling storms out of the room and mutters under his breath: "That stubborn mule! Must I always wait until he's asleep to get any work done!?

At the center of the room you a clearly upset dwarf. Like most of artificers he is loaded with scrolls, potions and wands.

As you look around the room you notice several polished steel tables stand in this spacious room. Along all the walls, counters are cluttered with beakers filled with multicolored fluids, some of which froth and bubble. Metal instruments and various runestones and tomes lay upon some of the tables, and hollowed molds of various shapes are wrought into others.


"Dramgrin! I hope I'm not interrupting anything important." said the Professor.I wanted to introduce you to a student of mine, Rederd Richter.

"Ah professor, pardon me but as you know we rent this lab for scholars on the field. That halfling you just saw was Torren Blackfinger saying he wanted to make some kind of custom explosive wards, IN MY LAB! Gah! Sorry laddie I'm Manteen Dramgrin head artificer and sometime shipwright of the Golden Dragon."

Ah I'm glad to see you have become so attatched to this lab. Indeed it would be hard to see a lab like this even on campus. I understand the first voyage will be to Xen'dirk, I'm sure this lab will see much use for all the wonders you are sure to find there.

[Stycotl]

To your seats in the reception hall on the ship. You two are in the upper level in area 6, which is the observation deck. Oh and you are the only one that can hear your psicrystal. It's like a voice in your head.

according to the srd, at 5th level, as long as i am within a mile of my psicrystal, it can speak telepathically with any creature within 30 feet that has a language.

that is what i am having my psicrystal do.

"Of course I will come to the reception hall. I am still curious about the construction history of the ship, though. If you should find yourself with the spare time at another opportunity, would you mind a continuance of this fascinating lecture?"

His psicrystal snorts, Smooth move, Burn. Maybe you'll charm your clumsy self into her bedsheets tonight. Not that you'd be able to do anything once there...

Burn's eyes flare slightly as he laughs at his crystal's insult. Then he turns his attention to the dwarf, "You were saying?"

[Samb]

To Burn and Thoryk:
Ok I just thought you would want to keep the voices to yourself but since you don't mind I'm fine with it.

"This way then gentlemen."the first mate said. She spoke as she leads the two of you to the stairs."This was supposed to be the crown jewel of Breland armada, able to carry more troops, more firepower, it even had a lab to create magical ammunition for its cannons. Now the lab is for research, the cannons have been traded for satin sheets but have no doubt, this is the greatest airship in all the land. Even the "sea barons" of the Lhazaar principalities cannot compete with the Dragon. The two elemental rings use a special hybrid element binding process. I'm sure Velgrim would be happy to show you the elemental binding rooms if you asked him afterall you did bless the ship Thoryk."

Mazzia seemed to sign a little when she mentioned Velgrim's name.

Here we are sirs, we will be sitting in the front, please tell your pet rock to mind his mouth, the Lord Mayor is not a humorous person"

The reception hall is an enormous chamber is filled with ornately carved tables and chairs of burnished mahogany. Curtains of striking velvet drape from arches above, and fine tapestries adorn the walls. The place is already half full by the time the three of you arrive, with the Lord Mayor at the front of the room chatting to several Mandani and Lyrandar house masters and council members.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Hmm, come to think of it," Redard said. He turned to his elf companion. "Aren't you a bit hungry? Those little tiny sausages won't last me much."

[Stycotl]

Burn listens in fascination to Mazzia's explanation. "I would love to have this Velgrim person explain the elemental rings. I wonder how similar they are in function to my furnace, if at all.

"Dwarf, where are you sitting? Do you mind if I sit with you? I don't think I have a seat assigned to me anywhere..."

Pet rock... she thinks I have a mouth. Hmph!

[Akisa]

“You won't gain knowledge by drinking ink” Sandra smirked before she gave a slight pause.

“It means, figure it out self in order to earn my forgiveness” Sandra answered with a hint of a joking tone.

“Now captain, please lead the way towards the main dinning event so I can make preparation” asked Sandra in polite manor.

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl

Aellas isn't quite sure whatto say at this point, since she hasn't been introduced yet. She just continues to read the elf wizards mind, and also try to scan the dwarf as well.

[Watcher]

"Er, I'm not sure where I'm supposed to sit, really. If I get to choose, I'd be happy to sit with you. I just wish all this weren't so confusing." Thoryk now seems okay with Burn's presence.

Frosty: Right now, Thoryk's mind isn't readable. He's obviously unsure and uncomfortable right now, reasons unknown without knowing him or asking.

Edit: Okay, sure. You said "dwarf" ambiguously, so I just wrote that down to be sure. Thanks for clearing it up.

[Frosty]

"Er, I'm not sure where I'm supposed to sit, really. If I get to choose, I'd be happy to sit with you. I just wish all this weren't so confusing." Thoryk now seems okay with Burn's presence.

Frosty: Right now, Thoryk's mind isn't readable. He's obviously unsure and uncomfortable right now, reasons unknown without knowing him or asking.

Not reading your mind. Reading the artificer's.

[Samb]

detect thoughts on the Dramgrin
He has an INT of 17 and is very suspicious and angry. Illya's (the elf draped on the professor's arm) surface thoughts are that of fangirl admiration.

To Richter and Lalah:
"Don't rush Richter I haven't introduced your lovely assistant Aellas yet!" said Marvelli.

sorry about that Frosty

"ah nice to meet you both, I've met Illya already" motioned to the elf girl clinging to Marvelli's robes."I dun know what kind of magic ye be dabblin' in but DON'T mess up my lab! That Blackfingers fellow........ He's shifty one. Since you are a fellow student of the Professor I'll let you use it for only 50 gp a day. Now lets us be off to the reception hall. I'm just as hungry as young Richter is it! says Dramgrin.

"I trust you all will not mind joining me and the rest of the crew?" You see that Burn and the priest Thoryk have already been seated at the table just across from you (with the mayor).

[Stycotl]

Burn takes his seat with a grin on his mechanized face–though it might still be unrecognizable to those not intimately familiar with warforged characteristics. He is huge, like a metallic ogre, and the chair he sits upon looks as if it could crumble to kindling at any moment.

He scans the crowd as he leans closer to the dwarf and asks, "So, where are you from? I myself am from the Mournlands, I think. Not really sure, since I was just created fairly recently. My makers didn't think it a top priority to awaken me with capable memories or anything..."

His psicrystal is wisely silent currently, probably sensing that the woman's warning was serious and that this would be a good location to merely observe.

Burn then looks to whoever is on his opposite side, wondering if they would be game for conversation as well.

[Samb]

As everyone takes their seats Alastair gives a bottle of white wine to Sandra. Just go up to the front and say quick toast and prayer so we can start the meal.

[Watcher]

Thoryk quietly says to Burn, "I'm not really sure where I'm from. I probably got separated from it at an early age or something like that. That's why I don't have an accent, anyway. I hope I'll find out eventually..." Thoryk notices the things going on near Sandra and watches and waits for it to finish.

[Samb]

As everyone gets seated, the Lord Mayor takes his silver dinner spoon to his glass asking for silence. The crowd complies.
"My dear and honored subjects, we are all gathered here today to celebrate the unveiling of the greatest airship in the world. Indeed, all of Breland should take pride that we were able to commision such an amazing feat of artifice! My dear friends and subjects let us join Lady Sandra of the divine might in a toast to the success of the golden dragon! My Lady, if you please?"
He gives Sandra a curt but polite bow welcoming her to stand.

[Akisa]

Sandra quickly stood up as the mayor finished his speech.

“Let’s us lower our head for a momentarily prayer” Said Sandra just before she cast the spell prayer to provide not just a simple prayer but to also give a stimulating visual.

“Now that the prayer is out of the way I would like to congratulate the captain on his assignment on the most luxurious and largest airship ever created. Needless to say I bet there are many here who are jealous of this prestigious assignment” Said Sandra as she raised her glass towards the Half-Elf captain.

Perform Oratory: [roll0]

[Stycotl]

Burn watches and listens, curiously observant in particular when the homids are all praying to their godthings. Living beings are still so fascinatingly strange to him, and he eats it all up as would an anthropologist living with a pygmy tribe in Xen'drik.

[Samb]

"Cheers to the Golden dragon!" Everyone said in unison.


Dinner quickly starts after Sandra's prayer with the finest delicacies of Khorvaire. Halfway through the main courses a surly chef followed by an equally surly rottweiler, comes to both of your tables and says rather unceremoniously;
"I am the head chef Jaeden Kovane, how's your food?" Before anyone can answer the Kovane says: "No need to answer I know it is amazing. Now if you don't mind I have to whore myself to the patrons."

He walks away with his dog following close behind.

Ahh that is the platinum chef Jaeden, he was once called the best chef in Khorvaire, until one day he just retired. It took great pains to get him out of retirement (as well a lot of gold). His disposition doesn't exactly endear him, but we wanted to make sure our passengers had the best food money could buy. explained the captain. He feels that making rounds like is beneath him.

As you observe the table you see Mazzai looking distractingly at Velgrim, Alastair is chatting with the nobles and house masters. You are also introduced to a shifty halfling (another one) Kalibar Jenks who runs and owns the House of chance. Occasionally he will go to check on his workers to make sure they are not cheating.

The last member is an elven monk by the name of Zan who runs a massage and meditation parlor called the "Serenity in the Sky". Both Jenks and Zan invite you to come to their establishments if you ever board the Dragon.

OOC

Take this time to get to know eachother. Introduce yourselves to the crew, and see the parts of the ship you didn't get to before. Once you are done let me know in the OOC thread.

[Stycotl]

Burn pushes away from the table after the chef leaves, leaning back in his chair with a dangerous creak. "So who are all of you? I have met the dwarf, though I still do not know his name. But I am curious to find out what brings all of you here."

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"I am Redard Richter III," the wizard in red said. "If you find that too troublesome I suppose I could let you off with a 'sir'. Anyway, I came here in this magnificent ship to partake in a bit of 'high-society,' you see. Wine, dine, and fancy a bit of decadence on top of all that. One out of three so far."

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl

Aellas gives a slight bow of her head a she introduces herself. "I am Aellas Tia'ryl, part of a professional treasure-recovery team alongside Mr. Richter and Mr. Burn here." She motions over to Richard and Burn.

"I myself have not been on a ship of this calibur before and am pleased to be able to expeirence the splendor or both it and its passengers. The priest and priestess's blessings were most eloquent, and do this ship justice." The elf begins a polite clap towards Sandra and Thoryk.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Sure, sure, yes, the speech was fine." Redard said, waving a dismissing hand. "However, I hold the opinion that anything could be made absolutely fantastic if we add a touch of pyrotechnics to the whole concoction. So in that regard, I was sorely disappointed."

[Stycotl]

Burn stands, unfulfilled by the food and drink that don't do anything for him, "Well, I'm off to explore the ship. Anyone else bored and want to come with me?"

Fat boy here can't walk around a boat by himself and needs some company. Which one of you wants to whore yourself out to him like the chef?

[blackseven]

Daron Kruznet

"It is a pleasure to meet you all. I am Daron Kruznet, once a captain in the Last War, and currently I am a guard to," a slight grimace crosses Daron's face at this point, "Lord Nalvick, over there, and am here as a part of his entourage."

Daron bows slightly while seated. He spares Sandra a glance and wonders what drink he should be getting her.

Taking 10 on a Knowledge: Nobility check: 16, to determine the best drink to get her.

"I am pleased to be dining with such colorful company at this table. And, I salute both of you divine servants for your part in the festivities. They were well done!" At this, Daron lifts his glass with practiced precision to Throyk and then Sandra.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

Redard Richter III

"Oh, excuse me, Daron was it?" Richter said. He made a gesture to wipe his nose. "You seem to have something at the tip of your nose. It's right there. Kind of dirt-colored."

[blackseven]

Daron replies icily to Richter: "It is considered basic courtesy to thank people for a job well done. It is simply not good breeding to do otherwise."

[Watcher]

Thoryk finds the other people's presence uncomfortable and quietly goes with Burn, since Burn and Sandra are the only people he knows nearby.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"If you say so," the wizard said. Richter shrugged and took a sip from his glass.

[Samb]

To Sytcotl:
Where would you like to go? Please indicate a number on the map and I take you there

To Blackseven:
To the best of your knowledge a glass of white Zinfandel or a sweet mixed drink are the usual girly drinks that soldiers use to get noble women drunk. Often with much success.

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl

"So I hear there's this exquisite meditation and massage parlor run by one Xan on board this vessel. I may be heading over there to relax for a bit. Anyone care to join me?"

The map has no Legend/Key, so I don't know what the numbers mean. But yeah, Aellas will go to the massage parlor.

[Samb]

To Lalah:
"Indeed that armor looks much too heavy on such slender shoulders. I will see to it personally that you are nice and loose. By the end of the evening." Said Zan in elven. Although he said it in a serious tone, there is a hint of flirtation in the monk's voice.

"Lord Richter I hope you don't mind me taking away your date. I promise to bring her back unhurt"

He leads you to the back of the ship (area 16). There you find the serene lilt of a flute soothes the spirit as the scent of jasmine-flower incense floats on the air. Woven bamboo mats and cushions line the floor of this elegantly decorated studio. Above a cushioned massage table, arcane designs and tapestries hang from the walls.

"When I first heard of this job I jumped at the chance. This is the perfect way to meet new clients, such as yourself, as well as learn and experience new meditation techniques. I have earned a name for myself here on Sharn, but there comes a time one just wishes to experience new things. Do you know what I mean? I suppose I'm just restless" The elf chuckled.

[Stycotl]

which post was the map in again?

"I want a tour of the elemental rings, if we can swing it."

[Watcher]

Here (http://s815.photobucket.com/albums/zz76/sambin78/?action=view&current=goldendragon.gif&newest=1)

Thoryk seems happy with this idea and follows Burn closely.

[Samb]

After the dessert was served several of the council members and the Mayor got up, shook the Captain's hand and bid those remaining at the table (everyone in the party except for Lalah) farewell.

However, that did not mean the party was over. The night was still young and it was not even 11 o'clock yet. Jenk's House of Chance was just kicking in full gear, with the din of gold coins stacking on one another over the shouting of the dealers. Passengers were already raving about the 3 (former) Phiarlan sisters' musical performance as well as their beauty.

[Samb]

"If you wish to see the elemental chambers I would be more than happy to give you a tour." said the giant half-orc Velgrim with a gentile smile.

"Normally, it is off limits to non-crew members but the rest of the crew seems to like you, and I really like you guys! But I must warn you we are doing some last minute maintenance in that room so I can't promise how much of it you will see, is that ok?"

[Frosty]

To Lalah:
"Indeed that armor looks much too heavy on such slender shoulders. I will see to it personally that you are nice and loose. By the end of the evening." Said Zan in elven. Although he said it in a serious tone, there is a hint of flirtation in the monk's voice.

"Lord Richter I hope you don't mind me taking away your date. I promise to bring her back unhurt"

He leads you to the back of the ship (area 16). There you find the serene lilt of a flute soothes the spirit as the scent of jasmine-flower incense floats on the air. Woven bamboo mats and cushions line the floor of this elegantly decorated studio. Above a cushioned massage table, arcane designs and tapestries hang from the walls.

"When I first heard of this job I jumped at the chance. This is the perfect way to meet new clients, such as yourself, as well as learn and experience new meditation techniques. I have earned a name for myself here on Sharn, but there comes a time one just wishes to experience new things. Do you know what I mean? I suppose I'm just restless" The elf chuckled.

*stuff happens in PM. She will be indisposed and out of sight for a while*

[Stycotl]

Burn looks greatly excited, "I would be very interested to see ongoing maintenance of the rings. I am very curious about such artifices. My own construction, I suspect, is similar in nature to that of the rings."

His psicrystal remains quiet at the moment, too curious and distracted by the idea of seeing the rings to maintain its usual sarcasm.

[Samb]

As Velgram is about to lead you to the elemental binding room when suddenly a Mandani crawls up from the stairs covered in blood. "The.....minotaurs they...... brought it on board...." before the poor sentry can finish his warning a tough looking red haired hobgoblin stomps what little life the sentry had and throws two smoke sticks to the opposite walls.

The the recetion hall is filled with coughs and cries of terror when the beast shouted: "I am the great Brimstone Brakker! And we have put a bomb on this ship!! If you value your lives you will meet our demands. If not our artificer will sink this guady airship to the bottom of Sharn! Not before we bash a few of heads either.
The hobgoblin has a thick mane and two more smokesticks tied to his red bread.

While he is saying this 10 other other hobgoblins rush out from the and 4 minotaurs (the same ones that Thoryk saw working in the cargo deck) rush out and grab hostages. Illya, the professor and Nalvick are among the hostages taken at axepoint.
"Make sure the Lord Mayor is unhurt, he is our VIP afterall. Tell me Mayor, how much do you think the city will spare for its 'beloved' Mayor?" said Bakker as the Mayor is brought before him.
"Darret just do as they say! Don't let them kill me for some paltry sum of gold!! I beg you!!!"

The security detail and the Medani guards are tense and have their hands on their weapons, but none dare draw knowing that Nalvick had a point, as well heeled a group as this any amount of ransom would be a reasonable price to pay to decrease causalites.


To Lalah:
you hear shouting and screaming from the direction of the recpetion hall.


This would be considered a surprise round. If you wish to engage then roll for init.

[blackseven]

Daron tenses but does not say anything. He keeps his hands where people can see them.

[Stycotl]

initiative: [roll0]

manifests vigor at 6pp for 30 temporary hp.

Inbred mother of Breland! the psicrystal curses telepathically to those around Burn as the hobgoblin kills the sentry.

The psiforged himself stands beside Thoryk and Velgrim in momentary shock, listening to the creature's words. Then, as the minotaur come up from belowdecks, Burn's fingers twitch with the anticipation of a very bloody battle.

The psicrystal senses Burn's intent and growls, No, Burn! Not yet! Hostages automatically change the situation; you can't just charge up there and start swinging yet...

Burn stumbles half of a step, caught off guard by his subconscious right as he was about to break into a charge.

Instead, he stands tall, eyes flashing with fire and lightning, and a harsh laugh like rending metal escapes his resonant torso.

"If you value your lives you wouldn't have put a bomb on this ship. What good are your demands going to be when we call your bluff and you are forced to blow yourselves up along with the rest of us?

"Further, how do you expect to get out of here alive if your bluff is really a bluff, and you don't use your explosives?

"No offense, Lord Mayor, but for your city's sake, I suggest we call their bluff."

[Samb]

"Haha a warforged is concerned for the craftsmanship of our bomb! Hey you stupid piece of tin, ever think we could remotely detonate it? How about we are just crazy or dumb and don't mind dying with all of you? If you wish to call our bluff then just try it. He drags a young human girl by the hair and put an axe to her throat. You are in no position to question me. Now sit down before this poor young lady dies because of your stupid questions, bomb or not."

[Frosty]

*moar stuff happens in PM after scream is heard*

[Watcher]

OOC: I have a 9 for initiative

Where are the minotaurs and hobgoblins?

EDIT: I found the cargo deck

[Akisa]

Sandra seemed to be un-phased by the unfolding events as she continued to eat her meal only to pause to take a sip of water. However as soon as the hobgoblin grabbed the young woman Sandra quickly uses her peripheral to keep an eye on the hobgoblin.

“Bomb or no bomb if you hurt her, you’ll be dead be dead before she hit the floor. You see we have the advantage of time the more time you spend here the weaker your position is.” Said Sandra as she doesn’t even bother to turn her head towards the Hobgoblin. To add insult to injury all this talk seem to be coming from a young teenage girl who by all account should feel uncomfortable and burden by the full plate armor that seems to be ceremonial.

Init [roll0]

[Nebuchadnezzer]

Initiative:
[roll0] Forgot to add the +4 from Improved Initiative.

"Now this is a bit more like it!" The wizard in red said. "Nothing like the sense of impending fiery doom to get the blood going!"

[Samb]

"It seems we have a lot of heroes on this ship. Tagarb, please show this young priest we mean business.

One of the Hobgoblins swings his warhammer in wide arc and smashes it into the nearest nobleman's heads. All that is left is a splatter on the wall and his wife's cries and sobs.

“On your head, pig. Ease up, or I crush more skulls. And you have yet to hear my demands. I was only going to ask for 200,000gp but it seems you will be more troublesome and definitively worth at least 500,000 gp now.”

Upon hearing this amount all the passengers turn an accusatory eye at Burn and Sandra. Half a million was nothing when split among these elites.

"What you fail to realize is that our artificer infiltrated your little party as plumbers and have been installing the bomb while you were all dining."

sense motive DC=10
He appears to believe they have a bomb capable of destroying the airship

A sound comes from underneath Brakker's breastplate
"What's all the commotion? Do you have things under control out there or not you dumb oaf?"

Brakker snarls and takes out a circle of sound.

"Nothing a few more corpses can't handle, it looks like you maybe detonating that bomb after all...... unless He looks at Sandra as he says this "You are ready to be reasonable?"

"You just handle things from your end and I'll cover my end. The bomb works, I didn't survive Dreadhold just so a third rate thug, (who can't even keep a bunch of rich snobs under control) could second guess my art." Brakker's face twists in anger at the insult.

"What will it be hero? Is your pride worth more than these people's lives?"

[Nebuchadnezzer]

Can I cast spells?

[Samb]

Can I cast spells?

ooc: I haven't put a map out yet so you don't really know what you are trying to hit. You could be vague and say "the closest one to me" All of them also have a hostage which does provide cover as well. Please keep that in mind.

[Stycotl]

Burn is at a loss as to what he should do in this situation. His metal and stone brows lift at the hobgoblin's words, and he wonders why this homid thinks that he is afraid of fire and death.

Then a civilian gets his head splattered against the bulkhead. The psiforged growls, his desire for blood and destruction increasing by the second. But in a secondary, distracted way, the psiforged does pity the poor victim.

His psicrystal notes Burn's concern, Don't worry. This is what rich people hire healers and priests for; if that guy's family was loaded, he'll be walking around again in no time. If they were poor, well then, rest in peace...

Burn shrugs, not understanding humanoid ways enough to realize the best course of action here, "Well, this is not my boat or my party, so I will defer to Thoryk. Dwarf, what do your conscience and the divine mandates of the gods say?"

[Watcher]

"Crap, crap, crap! Er..." Thoryk rushes over to the Hobgoblins, not close enough to be reached in six seconds, but close enough to talk to.

Diplomacy Check: [roll0]

(Average Diplomacy): "I am willing to be reasonable. Brimstone Brakker, we certainly don't want any more blood spilt on this ship. We can get what needs to be done so long as nobody gets hurt." Thoryk takes it upon himself to negotiate with them calmly.

Edit: He also makes a Knowledge (History) check to know what "Dreadhold" is (and got a natural 20, making it 28)

[Samb]

Info on Dreadhold
The prison island of Dreadhold rests off the northern ranges of Cape Far. It was first established by Karrn the Conqueror as a place for exiling overthrown rulers or aristocrats who have fallen from favor, it was eventually converted by the early Galifar kings into an almost inescapable prison for those too important to execute and too dangerous to be left free. The dwarves of House Kundarak maintain the prison, which houses the most dangerous criminals from across the continent, including numerous war prisoners sent here for wartime atrocities. Most of the dwarves consider a tour of duty at Dreadhold to be equivalent to exile, but the bearers of the Mark of Warding make sure the prison stays secure despite the drabness of the place. Rumors persist that an important prisoner from Karrnath is interred here, and that the dwarves use the prisoners to mine Khyber dragon shards from deep chasms beneath the island

[Frosty]

Aellas is still not here currently. Please proceed.

[Samb]

"Well looks like someone here values your lives. Now everyone upstairs! I have some friends I want you to meet." Brakker says with an evil grin. The minotaurs and 8 of the hobgoblins herd the crowd up the stairs onto the main deck, while Brakker instructs the remaining 2 hobgolbins to take the gold out of the house of chance.

Brakker goes to Captain Alastairs and says
"All we want is our gold and you and your ship will be safe and sound, and we want it withing the next 15 minutes. I'm sure Tower Lyrander has half a million hidden somewhere...... or should I ask the Lord Mayor? I'm not sure how much faith he will have in House Lyrander after this though hahahaha.

"No need to ask the Mayor, House Lyrander will pay the ransom, but 15 is...... just fine. Alastairs said just as another thug lifted his hammer over a girl's head. So much for the Host's blessing muttered Alastair.

[Stycotl]

Burn's countenance darkens to a a simmering crimson as his agitation grows–agitation over his inability to merely destroy an enemy because of the presence of complications of the living, breathing variety.

He knows though, that even if battle does not break out on the ship, he will track the murderers down by whatever means are available, and that he will engage them until one or the other party is destroyed.

Though he would prefer to simply engage them now, Burn yields to Thoryk's attempts to negotiate, and he therefore stands back quietly, letting those better suited to such social battles take the floor. He will be there when it comes time for bloodshed and mass carnage.

[Samb]

Once all of you are on the main deck, two harpies descend from the sky with an unnatural screech, which seems to irritate everyone but Brakker.My dears, help these gentlemen watch over the bait.
The hijackers herd you and the rest of the hostages to the observation deck. Where 6 hobgoblins are told to yell if anything happens.

Illya tugs at Richter's robes and whispers: The professor says he can cast a wall of force to cover the observation deck once the guards are distracted. He said if you and your friends wish to strike then it would be the best time. Oh and thank you for not doing anything rash, I've heard rumors about you. Glad they are not true."

To Lalah:
Zan:"I think the coast is clear, shall we take a look? The commotion from before is gone and all you hear are a few boots stomping on the soarwood and the faint clanging of coins.


Map of the current situation (http://s815.photobucket.com/albums/zz76/sambin78/?action=edit&current=startinground.jpg)

The black X's= hobgoblins
red X's= Harpies
blue X's= minotaurs
filled out teal square= Brakker

Circles are you guys
red O=richter
green O= Thoryk
deep purple O= Sandra
black O= Daron
teal O=Burn
pink O= Lalah

[Stycotl]

ooc-i think that map link is bad. it just takes me to the main login screeen for photobucket.

[Samb]

http://img200.imageshack.us/img200/2065/startinground.png
To Lalah: Whoever is left over seem to be having an intense conversation in hushed voices.

[blackseven]

Daron waits, carefully reviewing his prepared spells and options.

*Hopefully, they'll be expecting me to reach for my sword before starting anything. A moment of carelessness is all I'll need for quick spell. I hope someone else has the same idea though...*

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Well, lads," Richter said in whisper. "I do believe it's heroics time."

[Watcher]

Does this mean nobody is immediately threatening anyone? Are there any NPCs not with us?

[Samb]

Does this mean nobody is immediately threatening anyone? Are there any NPCs not with us?

You notice the cook and the artificer are not in the crowd.....

[Watcher]

"Well, crap. Did I make things worse? I think I may have. We need to talk to this Brakker. He might stop if and rebel against the thing that was talking to him earlier if we convince him to. It insulted him, anyway. I'm just glad most of the people are with us, though I wonder where the cook and the artificer are."

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Why, what did you do exactly?"

[Watcher]

"I just made sure nobody else got killed so far, but I don't know if we were better off in that room or this one. I haven't been in this kind of situation before."

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Me neither," Richter said with a smile. "First time for everything, eh?"

[Watcher]

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. I don't know exactly what to do, now, though. Maybe someone else should 'lead'."

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl

Aellas nods and motions for Zan to follow. She'll hand him her rapier if he does not have a weapon. She'll keep her warhammer and bow strapped to her for now.

Move Silently: [roll0]

And she will cotninue to try to mentally listen in on any conversations.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"What's it going to be then, eh? Standard fire at every unfortunate soul in our path, or shall we employ something a little more subtle?"

[Samb]

Neb:
Aellas is not with you, she has been...... busy with Zan getting a massage


Aellas:
You feel you are moving silently. Zan turns down the axe, he prefers his fists.
As you come up to the reception hall, you see a hobgoblin carrying a huge bag of gold (near the stairs) talking excitingly to another hobgoblin opening the door to the elemental binding room (area 12 on the map).

The hobgoblin drops his bag of gold and runs up the stairs, the other hobgoblin reenters the elemental binding room and closes the door behind him. Only a lone hobgoblin remains still gathering the monies and not privy to what just happened.......



To everyone upstairs:
“Telgin Char says he don’t care about no ransom. Says you’ll be spendin’ it in Dolurrh!” You hear a hobgoblin shout.

This startles the gang, looks like this Telgin Char plans to blow them up with the ship, ransom or not. They stare dumbly at each other and lower their weapons..............

[Stycotl]

i don't see my teal circle on the map.

Burn listens to the whispers of a wall of force and other plots with impatience, but also growing anticipation. He had been afraid that everyone here would submit to the piracy.

Nudging Thoryk with his armored elbow, the psiforged grates, "I am not sure that any of us have any clue what we should be doing in order to win this situation without hurting civilians. My thoughts are to rush them. There are enough of us to overwhelm them if we are quick about it."

[Samb]

ummm olive color then? Under the red circle
You see the Professor take out a pinch of crystal like powder and ready a spell, he seems to be waiting for something.

[Frosty]

Neb:
Aellas is not with you, she has been...... busy with Zan getting a massage


Aellas:
You feel you are moving silently. Zan turns down the axe, he prefers his fists.
As you come up to the reception hall, you see a hobgoblin carrying a huge bag of gold (near the stairs) talking excitingly to another hobgoblin opening the door to the elemental binding room (area 12 on the map).

The hobgoblin drops his bag of gold and runs up the stairs, the other hobgoblin reenters the elemental binding room and closes the door behind him. Only a lone hobgoblin remains still gathering the monies and not privy to what just happened.......

Aellas takes the chance to shift into the guise of a hobgoblin, and even shifts her clothing into the armor the hobbies seem to be wearing!

(ooc - so what did her mental snooping hear? Does she pick up ANYTHING about there being a bomb?)

[Samb]

Lalah:
everyone knows there is a bomb. One is intent on blowing up the ship once the bomb is ready. There are about 9 minds in the elemental binding room.

To everyone else:
[roll init?]

[Watcher]

Initiative: [roll0]

[Stycotl]

i'm pretty sure that my init was 11.

i'm confused as to where the rest of the civilians are. they are with us, aren't they? if so, we are in a good position.

Burn watches the professor out of the corner of his eye, "You need us to move, don't you? Toward the bad guys?"

The psiforged's demeanor is practically begging for this result. If he can take a couple of resistors into a fight with the bad guys, and the professor can put up a wall that protects the civilians, they will all be in good shape.

[blackseven]

initiative: [roll0]

Taking advantage of the hobgoblin's momentary distraction following the artificer's announcement, Daron starts chanting and gesturing - recognizable as spellcasting to anyone who's seen it before.

I lay down a Sculpted Cloud of Bewilderment, 4 10ft cubes on the 4 nearest hobgoblins to the hostages. DC 18 Fort or nauseated while in cloud and 1d4+1 rounds after leaving cloud. Have to save every turn it's in the cloud. That's all we get for surprise round, right?

[Samb]

The rest of the hostages are behind you and yes it is a good chance to retaliate with out worrying about the hostages.

Surprise round is right now. Not everyone has rolled yet so you can't cast your spell yet.
Still waiting on Nab and Askia

[blackseven]

There's a good chance I'm not going to be online when everyone else has gone. My Initiative roll sucked but that's what I do when my turn is up - I'll hit Hob gobs that are still up in case some get killed before my turn.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

I rolled already. Post #83. I got a 12.

[Akisa]

I believe I rolled already (like a 4 lol) but if you want another one here it is, [roll0]

[Stycotl]

since this is the surprise round, on his turn, burn spends 3pp as swift act for hustle, moves diagonally forward one square (*grumble, gripe*) to flank sandra, and then spends his standard act on expansion for 1pp.

if your rules for surprise rounds are different, and burn can make a move act or a 5-foot step too, then scratch the swift act for hustle and just include a normal move.

10pp used so far

buffs: expansion (large), vigor (30 thp)

what kind of armor are they wearing and what kind of weapons does this closest bad guy have?

note that with expansion and this move, i now threaten that first enemy.

Burn is suddenly stepping forward; as he moves, he grows, and reaching behind him, his bastard sword fairly springs into hand. He now towers over the crowd around him, looking down on the closest hobgoblin with furious anticipation, sword up and ready to rock.

[Frosty]

Once Zan has transformed into a hobgoblin (assuming he does), Aellas to move into the elemental binding room where the other hobgoblins are. Perhaps they might know where the bomb is. After all, they're ALL in danger.

[Samb]

Turn order for people upstairs:
Sandra
Thoryk
Richter
Burn (manifested expansion)
Daron (cast some spell)
The hobgoblins have studded leather on and are armed with warhammers.
3 of the 4 hobgoblins that Daron targeted are vomiting violently due to the noxious fumes. One hobgoblin (the one in the northwest side) is unaffected.

To Lalah:
"I'll take care of the lone one out here while you try to see what this bomb is all about. Be careful they greatly out number you out there, I really hope to see you again. Try to bluff your way in and get a good look at the bomb." Zan whispered with great concern. Zan is convincingly protrayed as a hobgoblin and walks up to the lone hobgoblin who greets him. Zan uses stunning fist on him and quickly deals with him. "I'll handle the one that ran up and take his form if he comes down as well."

[occ]My rules for surprise rounds are standard action only so yeah you need hustle to move. Frosty please roll for disguise.[/ooc]

[Watcher]

http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/6721/goldendragon2.png
http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/6721/goldendragon2.png

It's smaller and has sad resolution, but resolution doesn't matter so much in a battle.

[Samb]

+1000 XP for Thoryk!!!
Here's a map that won't mess with the margins.
http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/2191/startingroundsmall.png
I will be making round by round updates once battle is joined and using the above map as a template so please list all your moves in as much detail as possible assuming the head of the ship is north.

[Frosty]

Disguise roll [roll0]

[Akisa]

“Thoryk protect the civilians, you two prepare for a combat jump. I’m teleporting us over to the person in charge. He seems to be the one capable of communicating with the one who controls the bomb.” Barked Sandra in a drill command tone to her voice as she pointed towards Thoryk, Daron and Burn.

Delaying to see if both Daron and Burn accept being transported through Dimension Door

[Watcher]

Thoryk nods to Sandra, glad to finally have something very clear to do. He casts Protection from Evil on himself.

Vive la révolution!

[Samb]

To Lalah:
Your disguise is very convincing.

Honestly none of the hobgoblins could detect you are a fake even with a 20 with that roll

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl as a hobgoblin:

She (as a male) strides into the room with a slight look of panic. "Hey! I just heard something about the bomb-maker wanting to betray us and blow this ship up! Where did he place it? We gotta stop the madman!"

[blackseven]

Daron nods to Sandra: "If Thoryk can hold here alone, I'll go with you to take out the problem at the head."

*I hope we don't regret splitting our forces,* Daron thinks.

I'm not sure what my next action will be, have to wait until Sandra teleports us. Depending on where we end up, I'll drop another disable and then draw my sword.

[Samb]

To Burn, Daron, Thoryk and Sandra:
Alastairs says: "Don't worry about us, get to that bomb ASAP! House Medani's guards can handle a few hobgoblins, besides this ship has a few tricks up its sleeve as well." He makes a gesture to the secondary elemental ring and before you appears a greater fire elemental already lumbering to attack the nearest hobgoblin.

To Lalah:
As you enter the elemental binding room you hear percussive bursts of steam echo through a twisting maze of piping, and a heavy mist hangs in the air. Centrally located in this chamber is a large steel sphere covered in arcane runes. A dragonshard at the sphere’s top pulses with blue light.

The hobgoblins you addressed look torn. "We know but none of us wants to mess with Kray, his pet warforged. If we do nothing then maybe we can catch a skiff with them...." whispered a hobgoblin next to you. They tell you that the artificer Telgin and Kray are in the under the large steel sphere and that Telgin is almost done installing the bomb."We should go upstairs and tell the boss Brakker, maybe him and some of the minotaurs can take Kray."



Telgin Char and Kray
http://img522.imageshack.us/img522/4142/telginandkray.png

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl as a hobgoblin:

She glances quickly at the 12 individuals. "There might not be time. Look, one of you quickly go upstairs and tell Brakker to come down here with backup, but I think we need to confront Telgin and Kray NOW. With that many of us, we can take them. I got myself a special bow here that should make life painful for Telgrin."

Does Magebane function against Artificers?

[Stycotl]

hmm. i tried to post this before i left thursday night, but apparently i should have stayed to see it finish loading the page. didn't work.


i'm going to be out of town till tomorrow night. wanted to get a post up before that, but it will have to wait. thanks. see ya.

ok, let's see what i missed...

Burn steps in front of the closest enemy and beckons the hobgoblin forward with his gauntleted right hand.

Then he is being tugged at by the transportation magic of one of his improptu allies, and though he is irked at already having spent some of his own psionic strength to get to where he was, he lets the magic grab a hold of him and rush him off to wherever it is figured that the others need him.

[Samb]

[ooc]Technically Burn only readied his actions since Sandra is set to go first. Since Sandra readied her actions on what Burn and Daron would do it means you could only use expansion if you wanted. It's a bit messed up because both of you went before her.[ooc]

[Stycotl]

yep, and i'm a dumbass and forgot to look to see what initiative she had. cool. so yeah, unless she teleports him right into a melee, then he's manifesting expansion for 1pp only, making his spent total 7pp.

[Akisa]

Sandra quickly takes a step to the right so she could grab both Burn and Daron and then she closes her eyes. Sandra then imaged her self appearing right next to the main hobgoblin while Daron and Burn also semi surrounded forming an L shape formation.

"JUMP!" said Sandra after she opened her eyes and suddenly the group is whisked away to the same exact position.

“Quickly flank with me…” said Sandra towards burn as a request.

[Stycotl]

Burn hoists his sword high and grows to a towering height, ready to cut down the hobgoblin before him as soon as the teleportation effect ends.

[Samb]

Richter uses takes advantage of the hobgoblins' surprise by firing off a barrage of 2 magic missiles at 2 of the hobgoblins clustered northwest of you. Both drop unconscious after the attack.


To Lalah:
The hobgoblins are unconvinced of your confidence. "ummm you first then boss, I'll follow your lead." said the closest hobgobling next to you.


[ooc] Now Daron's cloud hits nausating 2/3 hobgoblins (would have been 3/4 if Richter didn't kill one of them), and then Sandra pulls you away). Will have updated maps later on[ooc]

[Frosty]

Aellas looks for some sort door to gain entrance into the sphere.

[Samb]

to Lalah:

Getting in front of the sphere where the human and warforged are simply requires you walk through a maze of pipes. The sphere that houses the elementals is solid with a dragonshard on top.

As you approach them, Kray raises his right arm threatening. In place of a hand is a scissor-like sword, with jagged edges. It's red eyes glow menacingly.

To everyone else:
i'm going to guess at where exactly you warped to. I'll assume near the stairs since that is where the BBEG is. Sandra just gave a general direction.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

"Right, gentlemen, that is how you use magic." The mage had a smile on his face.

Sorry about that. I'm going to have to request for an updated map, if possible.

[Samb]

For the upstairs people only, this is before Brakker and his gang move.

http://img41.imageshack.us/img41/1047/roundaftersurprise.png

For Lalah
http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/1104/elementalbindingroom.png
the black X's are hobgoblins, the pink O is Lalah, the purple square is Kray and the blue square is Telgin.

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl as a hobgoblin:

Not wanting to be next to the warforged when she starts shooting her bow, Aellas quickly moves to the other side (one square north of Telgrin).

She would technically need a double move to get there unless she can move *through* Telgrin's square with no problem to get to the other side. If so, Aellas will spend her standard action to use Grease as a spell-like ability, aiming it so the grease will be beneath both Telgrin and the warforged. Reflex save DC18 or fall down.

Do I need to roll init? I've got a pretty good init bonus.

[Akisa]

Sandra’s sword seem to glow with pulsating holy energy as she eyed the Hobgoblin leader eyes.

“Only fools rush in where Archons fear to tread. In other words why didn’t other people attempt this, because they know it would be well guarded” said Sandra as she starts to swing her sword in a slightly more predictable pattern aiming for vital areas of the Hobgoblin.

Setting power attack for 4 and full attacking the Hobgoblin leader.
Attack 1[roll0] Dmg [roll1] If evil [roll2]
Attack 2 [roll3] Dmg [roll4] if evil [roll5]

[Akisa]

Possible crit dmg [1d8+19]

[Watcher]

(Assuming the enemies didn't get better initiative than me, here's my turn. If I lost initiative to them, I'll probably still do the same thing.)

Thoryk casts Bull's Strength on himself and moves 20 feet to the top of the central staircase

[Samb]

[roll0] for crit damage on Brakker by Sandra

Brakker collapses under the sheer might of Sandra's attack. Sandra is a cleric so she only gets one attack, her BAB should only be 5 not 7. She will still kill him thanks to the crit

[Stycotl]

Burn takes a step (up one, right one) toward starboard and jerks his head forward in an attempt to gore the first hobgoblin (black X), even while his left hand arcs downward in a powerful chop with his large sword, aiming for the torso of the next enemy (blue X). His gauntleted right hand is curled into a fist and ready to crush any that manage to evade or escape his primary attacks.


horn: melee: [roll0]+7; damage: [roll1]+3+1 fire

sword: melee: [roll2]+12; damage: [roll3]+6

slam: melee: [roll4]+7; damage: [roll5]+3+1 fire

any crits:

[roll6]
[roll7]
[roll8]

+12 melee sword/+7 melee natural weapons

[Samb]

The hobgoblin falls like a log but the minotaur takes the attacks. He does look a bit hurt.


To Lalah:
roll init, and make a tumble roll through the squares. I think its a DC 20 or 25..... I'll check

[Frosty]

Don't I only need a tumble roll if they're fighting me? Right now they're just standing around and I can just go past them right? Kinda like how you cna go past your allies' space?

Init: [roll0]

[blackseven]

Daron casts Mirror Image, draws his greatsword while moving up two squares and left one square to stand next to Sandra facing the minotaur.

[roll0] images created.

[Samb]

To Lalah:
Isn't casting grease a standard action?
Kray slips and comes crashing down with a smack. Telgin maintains his balance but the grease spell affected his concentration. He takes out a wand and points it at the floor. The effect of your spell vanishes. The artificer looks at you in disbelief. "How...... why did you do that!!!?" The rest of the hobgoblins are stunned to see a fellow hobgoblin using spells (you're all supposed to be fighters). Kray is struggling to get up....... Maybe your new allies need a bit of inspiration?

roll bluff or diplomacy check?



To the rest of you:
Richter moves up 3 squres and unleases a scorching ray on the two hobgoblins on the left side of the ship, leaving a charred scent in the air and two limp bodies.

The fire elemental lumbers slowly to the last nauseated hobgoblin and hits him with a slam attack dropping him.

the rest of you can go now

[Frosty]

I *was* attacking! I used a move action to squeeze past them and get next to Telgrin, and then I cast GREASE on the warforged and Telgrin before he finishes setting. And I am also very confused right now. Where did Telgrin go to get to the exit if I was right next to him? and hemming him in?

And I already rolled init. Got a 31. This is NOT how it is supposed to happen. I didn't even get my standard action :(

[Samb]

The rest of you:
The minotaur at the steps swings at Sandra twice hitting on the first attacks. Sandra takes 15 points of damage. A harpy and hobgoblin sneak up on Sandra's south side. The hobgoblin misses, the harpy hits with both her claws. Sandra take another 3 points of damage.

The minotaur engaged with Burn tries to hit him but misses both his attacks.
The harpy on the east end of the ship starts to sing a song......

will save 15 or be captivated

[Frosty]

Technically my spell is a SLA so I have no identifiable components. But I will use Bluff check to just get them to affect this as a coincidence and that greater forces are on our side and that we can PREVAIL against the Warforged!

Taking a deep breath, Aellas as a hobgoblin speaks boldly and loudly, "We know what you are up to, Telgrin. And I won't let you blow up this entire ship, fellow hobgoblins, minotaurs and all! You're crazy, and we're going to take you DOWN before you doom ALL of us by blowing us to kingdom come. I won't let you harm my comrades!"

Turning to the rest of the hobgoblins, "Onwards, to VICTORY!"

Bluff and spending an Inspiration point to buff the roll: [roll0]

And do note that currently, Aellas has positioned herself so that Telgrin stands between her and Kray. This was deliberate. He's got nowhere to run.

[Akisa]

Sandra grits her teeth as the minotaur landed its blow on her. This was the first time someone has dealt lethal damage to her. Sandra then glared at the Minotaur and gripped her sword just then she heard such smooth and captivating song and then begins to focus her attention towards the harpy who started singing, and began to wanting to walk towards the harpy.

[blackseven]

Exertion shadows over Daron's face as he fights off the harpy's siren song while keeping his defenses against the minotaur. The moment passes, but he feels no relief as he see Sandra's posture falter and watches her walk toward the singing harpy. Realizing what happened, he mutters a quick spell and reaches out to touch the cleric.

Daron casts Protection from Evil on Sandra

Casting Defensively - DC 16, auto pass (10 ranks + 3 Con + 4 Combat Casting)

[Nebuchadnezzer]

The familiar smell of burnt flesh made Richter nostalgic. He walked forwards. With a sigh and a flick of his finger, he unleashed a split of burning rays at the hobgoblins to his right.

I am the red circle, right?

Move two squares up and then...

Scorching Ray at the two X's to my right:

Attack roll 1:
[roll0]
Damage:
[roll1]

Attack roll 2:
[roll2]
Damage:
[roll3]

Attack roll 3:
[roll4]
Damage:
[roll5]

[Stycotl]

will save: 1d20+8.

samb, i could use a list to keep track of initiative; i haven't seen one yet, but i could have missed it. as it is, i think i'm still waiting on sandra's next action before i go again...

[Stycotl]

mother%&^er...

[roll0]+8.

[Samb]

To Lalah:
Kray gets up and looks pissed. "Kray!!! Snap their bones!!!!" yells Telgin. He takes out a crossbow.
"Snap bones!!!" Kray howls.
The hobgoblins try to close in on the pair.

[Watcher]

Thoryk moves and attacks the nearest enemy if he is within 20 feet, or else he runs up to 60 feet toward the nearest enemy to attack next round.

Attack Roll (If he can reach an enemy) [roll0]
Damage Roll (If he hits) [roll1]

[Stycotl]

i'm still not sure which order i'm going in, so i'll post now. if things change sufficiently that i need to revise my act, i will.

Burn deflects a blow from his opponent, and then turns to finish it off, weapons smashing into its defenses. Then he looks about, searching for more foes and then looking to the stairwell going belowdeck.

my action depends upon whatever the battle map looks like when it comes up.

if the minotaur is still up, full attack.

if the minotaur is already dead, or if burn's first hit drops it, he will move to the closest enemy and if he still has an action, he will use a standard act to initiate steel wind, gaining two sword attacks.

if no enemies are left up top, burn will double move toward the downstairs.

attacks:

full attack:
gore: [roll0]+7; damage: [roll1]+3+1 fire
sword: [roll2]+12; damage: [roll3]+6
slam: [roll4]+7; damage: [roll5]+3+1 fire

or standard act:
[roll6]+12; damage: [roll7]+6
[roll8]+12; damage: [roll9]

crit confirms:

[roll10]+12 sword/or +7 natural
[roll11]+12 sword/or +7 natural

[Watcher]

Here we go: (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6935221&postcount=206)
Sandra
Thoryk
Richter
Burn
Daron

Then Bad guys

For the people upstairs


Lalah

Then Kray and Telgin
Then hobgoblins


That is the turn order. I'm trying to streamline combat..

From page 7 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=122422&page=7).

[Stycotl]

Here we go: (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6935221&postcount=206)

From page 7 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=122422&page=7).


thanks. that helps a lot.

[Samb]

Main deck battle
http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/9596/round2h.png


Elemental binding room
http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/2310/lalahround1.png

[Samb]

To everyone but Lalah:
As an entranced Sandra moves through the battlefield to the source of her captivation the kidnapper take pop shots at her. She takes a total of 15 hit point of damage (only the minotaur hit you). Thoryk's attack hit home to deal serious damage to the hobgoblin.

[Stycotl]

another request for samb: could you post the initiative order and the map key in the first post of the thread. that way we know where to go to find it fast. thanks.

Burn wrenches his sword back after a wild swing intended mostly to keep his foe at bay and glances over to see Sandra dazedly walking toward one of the harpies. "Hey, priestess! Stay with us!"

[Frosty]

Thanks for the tactical update. Please clarify whether this means it's my initiative?

[Nebuchadnezzer]

Richter followed the battle outside to join it.

Move 15 feet to the left. Scorching Ray on the two X's. 1 ray on the first, 2 on the second.

Attack ROll 1:
[roll0]
Damage:
[roll1]

Attack ROll 2:
[roll2]
Damage:
[roll3]

Attack ROll 3:
[roll4]
Damage:
[roll5]

[Samb]

Frosty, it is your go.

Richter's rays kill the hobgoblin that Thoryk hit earlier, the other hobgoblin is somewhat hurt. (one ray missed)

[Samb]

Map Key
The black X's= hobgoblins
red X's= Harpies
blue X's= minotaurs
Blue square=Telgin
Purple square=Kray

Circles are you guys
red O=richter
green O= Thoryk
deep purple O= Sandra
black O= Daron
teal O=Burn
pink O= Lalah

Sandra
Thoryk
Richter
Burn
Daron

Then Bad guys

For the people upstairs


Lalah

Then Kray and Telgin
Then hobgoblins

[Samb]

Summary of your last turn in this order:
Sandra is captivated and took 15 points of AoO damage.
Thoryk attacked a hobgoblin but failed to drop it.
Richter fires 3 rays to kill one hobgoblin and moderately wound the other.
Burn full attacks the minotaur killing it.
Daron casts PFE to free Sandra from her daze.


Lalah has yet to do anything yet.


It got confusing since everyone was posting moves out of turn.

[Samb]

The minotaur by the steps strikes at Daron. ([roll0] 1=real Daron) If real take 19 points of damage.

The to the left of the stairs charges Sandra and hits her for 14 points of damage. A minotaur on the right side charges the psiforged for 21 points of damage.

(will post more after I know if a mirror image was hit or not)

[Samb]

The harpy and hobgoblin both take a 5fs to attack Daron. One of the harpy's claws hits (1d3 with 1 being the real Daron) for 2 points of damage.
[roll0]
(again waiting on result of hit)

The hobgoblin misses his attack

[Samb]

The hobgoblin in front of Thoryk misses. While the harpy singing for Sandra misses both claw attacks.

[Akisa]

Sandra grits her teeth as once again another blow, but this time she found herself shaking in her legs but still able to fight back. As blood dripped down her face many thoughts of tactics or strategy raced through her mind.

“Quickly focus your powers or attacks on the huge horn beasts, do anything in your power to knock them down, disable” Yelled Sandra to the rest of the group as she delayed to see what the other spell casters do.

[blackseven]

Daron swings his greatsword at the minotaur as it charges past him and into Sandra.

Attack of Opportunity (NOT Daron's initiative action) [roll0]
Damage [roll1]

[Stycotl]

Burn takes the hit from the next minotaur stoically. This actually makes it easier for him in the long run, as he doesn't have to go to them.

"Come on! You can do better than that!" He shouts exultantly as his psionics soak the impact (9 temp hp left).

His psicrystal merely snorts in derision, You'd think that the hostage takers would have prepared enough to bring on some worthwhile opponents. A warforged or something at the very least...

[Samb]

Daron swings his greatsword at the minotaur as it charges past him and into Sandra.

Attack of Opportunity (NOT Daron's initiative action) [roll0]
Damage [roll1]

Daron's attack lands on the running minotaur but the beast doesn't seem too effected by it.

[Samb]

To Lalah:
Telgin takes a 5 foot step back to shoot at the pipes next to you, his attack on the pipe let loose an intense blast of steam from the damaged pipe. The steam covers the square Telgin was on and the square you currently occupy.

[ooc] Reflex save DC=16 for half of [roll0]. If you fail take the full amount[ooc]

Kray swings his scissor sword to cut down the hobgoblin in front of him. Another hobgoblin charges forward to try to get through Kray but was not able to penetrate the adamantine covering the warforged.

NOW its Lalah's turn

[Frosty]

Lalah uses Knowledge devotion to gain bonuses to hit and damage against the two types of enemies against her. What race is Telgrin once again? If humanoid, Lalah rolls Knowledge (local). For the warforged, it's knowledge (arcana) since he'e a construct. This uses no actions.

Knowledge (local) - [roll0]
Knowledge (arcana) [spends an Inspiration point] - [roll1]

Lalah gets +4 on to hit and damage against humanoids and Constructs for the rest of the encounter.

[Frosty]

Aellas Tia'ryl as a hobgoblin: 43/49 hp. AC21

Aellas sees the blast of steam, but can she move out of the way in time? Why yes she can! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6976124&postcount=230) Still, steam partially burns her for 6 damage. Hissing, she aims her own projectile weapon at the artificer and fires an accurate arrow!

Her Seeking enchantment allows her shots to basically ignore ALL miss chances such as from concealment as long as she fires into the right square. Right now Lalah definitely knows which square Telgrin is in even if he has concealment from the steam.

attack [roll0]
If hit, spend an Inspiration point for 7 extra damage on top of the +4 from Knowledge Devotion [roll1]+[roll2] acid.

Wow, I rolled THE max damage possible with my arrow damage.

[Watcher]

(assuming the DM didn't lie...)
Thoryk attacks the other Hobgoblin that's close to him. He hasn't been slaughtered yet, right?

Attack Roll: [roll0]
Damage Roll: [roll1]

[Samb]

Auto-reply from Neb in OOC thread:



If Thoryk miraculously misses/fails to kill the hobgoblin:

Richter moves into position and raises a hand. He pointed at the hobgoblin with indignation. Richter was hellbent on making sure he doesn't miss twice.

Move two spaces left, and one up. Ray of Fire on the X that still lives.

Attack roll:
[roll0]=23
Damage:
[roll1]=9

Reflex save with a DC of 15 or catch on fire.


The hobgoblin falls under the combined teamwork of the Richter and Thoryk.

back of the ship is now clear, will try to get map of latest event up

[Samb]

Map Key
The black X's= hobgoblins
red X's= Harpies
blue X's= minotaurs
Blue square=Telgin
Purple square=Kray

Circles are you guys
red O=richter
green O= Thoryk
deep purple O= Sandra
black O= Daron
teal O=Burn
pink O= Lalah

Sandra
Thoryk
Richter
Burn
Daron

Then Bad guys

For the people upstairs


Lalah

Then Kray and Telgin
Then hobgoblins
round 3
http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4899/round3u.png

[Akisa]

I wanted to delay but oh well

“We need to focus our attacks on one target” yelled Sandra as she takes a 5 foot step upwards to flank with burn.

Sandra eyes the huge beast with a menacing eyes of a boar who is in frenzy as it ignores all of its injuries including the mortal ones as it attacks its target. And like the boar Sandra ignores her wounds and focused her attacks on the minotaur.


Power attack for 4
[roll0] Dmg [roll1]
[roll2] Dmg [roll3]

[Frosty]

ooc - I'm waiting for map update for me before I post.

[Akisa]

Opps I forgot holy damage if the minotaur is evil.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Samb]

To Lalah:

ooc - I'm waiting for map update for me before I post.
The steam obscures your vision. You lose sight of your prey but hear the hobgoblins crying in pain and fear.

giving you a map would be metagaming.

To the rest:
The minotaur collapses to the floor, his smoke arises nostrils thanks to Sandra's holy power.

This is the 3rd round, and the turn order is the same. Post you actions out of turn and I'll treat it as a readied action.

[Frosty]

If my view is obscured then so is the Warforged's view right? And I am STILL confused whether I go first or Kray and Telgrin go first. It changed from round to round forme so far. First round I got in first. Then second round they got to act first. Then now you say Kray is coming for me. I am very very confused. Please just list our Initiative numbers?

[Watcher]

Now that the hobgoblins he's been attacking are down, Thoryk runs (60 feet/round) to the group until he gets there.

This is probably just one round, but that's what he's doing next turn.

This is what I'm supposed to do, right?



This is the 3rd round, and the turn order is the same. Post you actions out of turn and I'll treat it as a readied action.

If I've already gone, thisi s my action for next round.

[blackseven]

I go after Neb but I'll post right now.

Daron moves one 5 ft step to the right (on the map), then starts casts Glitterdust on the group of the Harpy, Minotaur, and Hobgoblin on the left. He casts while moving evasively to avoid being attacked while casting.

Casting Defensively Concentration check DC 15 + Spell level (2) = Total DC of 17. I have 10 ranks plus 3 CON modifier plus 4 bonus from Combat Casting, total modified +17. Automatically pass.

Glitterdust: Will Save, DC 18 (10 + 5 INT + 2nd level + 1 Spell Focus). Save or be blinded 5 rounds. Outlined and sparkly whether save or not. SRD entry for Glittedust here. (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/glitterdust.htm)

[Nebuchadnezzer]

Richter felt alive once more. Nothing like the thrill of a battle to make one's blood pump. He moved forwards, intent on joining more of the fray.

Move two spaces left, and six spaces upwards. Basically, in the corner. I'm moving closer to the fight.

[Stycotl]

i have no clue how close i am to any of the opponents, so i will just move to hurt someone.

Burn turns and rushes the closest foe, sword swinging in a wide arc and a thunderous battle cry reverberating in his metal innards.


move upto 20 feet toward nearest enemy, and then execute emerald razor (makes attack a touch attack) with 5 points of power attack. if nearest enemy is between 21-40 feet away i will use a normal charge instead.

melee touch attack: [roll0]+6; dealing [roll1]+11 damage

or charge +13 melee and +6 damage, with -2 penalty to AC for one round.

crit confirmation:
[roll2] +above modifiers

[Samb]

Daron's spell blinds his targets. They fumble and swing wildly searching for who cast it but all miss Daron. The minotaur that was blocking the stairs moved out of the way.

The harpy by Sandra tries to claw her, but Sandra's armor protects her from harm.

Burn's attack misses the minotaur, the minotaur strikes back to deal 14 points of damage on the psiforged (one attack missed).

To Lalah:
Suddenly the warforged Kray appears as the steam dies down. He raises his scissored right hand to strike down and clamp on your crossbow.

Please make opposed sunder attack roll with a -4 penalty since your xbow is a light weapon. You hear more hobgoblins scream in pain.

[Frosty]

it is a bow. not a crossbow. I am busy this evening. will try to make attack roll soon. And hey...I get huge bonuses to attack rolls and such thanks to ym feats and abilities! anyhow I'll try to roll late tonight.

[Samb]

it is a bow. not a crossbow. I am busy this evening. will try to make attack roll soon. And hey...I get huge bonuses to attack rolls and such thanks to ym feats and abilities! anyhow I'll try to roll late tonight.
Hmmm, I'm gonna rule it as a light, single handed weapon still, unless you can show me otherwise.

[Frosty]

This isn't a shortbow or a hand crossbow. Also, I can ONLY wield a bow two-handed. I've got two hands on it right now. Show me where it says a composite longbow is light.

Rolling pure attack roll without any bonuses or penalty for now. You apply the -4 as you see fit if you rule that a bow is a light weapon. Spending an Inspiration Point. [roll0]

[Samb]

This isn't a shortbow or a hand crossbow. Also, I can ONLY wield a bow two-handed. I've got two hands on it right now. Show me where it says a composite longbow is light.

Rolling pure attack roll without any bonuses or penalty for now. You apply the -4 as you see fit if you rule that a bow is a light weapon. Spending an Inspiration Point. [roll0]

With an opposed roll like that it hardly matters but you make a good case for it to be two handed so add +4 to your opposed checks

[Akisa]

After dropping the minotaur Sandra then takes a 5 foot step to engage the other the other minotaur as she ignored the attack from the harpy to focus in on the bigger threat.

"Give it up you guys lost, there is no way you can survive if you continued to fight" Sandra Yelled tring to persuade everyone to give up.


power attack set for 4
First Attack: [roll0] Dmg[roll1] [roll2]
Second Attack: [roll3] Dmg [roll4] [roll5]
Incase of crit: [roll6] Dmg [roll7]

[Watcher]

Speaking is a free action.
While Thoryk makes his way to the main group, he shouts out, "Does anyone need healing?"

[Samb]

Sorry it took so long but here is the latest map, and hopefully the last one. I really hate doing this every round but with so many enemies its seems to be a needed evil. With their numbers dwindling I hope we will not need to resort to this
http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/6448/round4.png

Sandra's attack hits the minotaur for serious damage, one more hit maybe all that is needed to fell the beast.

(Clerics only have one attack at level 7, I only calculated your first attack)

[blackseven]

Again I go after Richter but I'll post now. Thanks for the map, Samb.

Daron, seeing that his spell successfully blinded his opponents, quickly dodges past them and runs toward the stair.

"I'm going to try to find Char!" he yells to Sandra and Burn.

Daron should provoke no Attacks of Opportunity running past the blinded foes
Blinded characters treat opponents as having total concealment. (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#blinded)

You can't take attacks of opportunity against opponents with total concealment. (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/combat/combatModifiers.htm#concealment)

When he gets down the stairs, he sees hobgoblins locked in combat with a human and a warforged. Daron assumes that some hobgoblins did not like the idea of being blown up with the ship and are trying to fight their way free. He decides the warforged and human are his immediate enemies.

Daron casts Bands of Steel (Ref Save DC 19 or immobilized for 5 rounds) on the Warforged.

If the spell succeeds, he ends his turn.

If the spell falls, he activates his Belt of Battle for another standard action and casts Slow on the Warforged (Will Save DC 18 or partial actions only). If Char is within 30 ft. of the Warforged, he is affected and needs to save as well.

[Nebuchadnezzer]

Richter peeked from the cover of his wall, then he saw the perfect opportunity to add spark to an already exciting battle.

Move 10 feet up, then cast Electric Loop on the red, blue, and black X.

Reflex save DC is 21. Creatures failing their Reflex save must make Will save or be stunned for 1 round.

Damage:
[roll0]

[Stycotl]

Burn growls and hacks into the enemy beside him.

full attack if necessary, otherwise, he'll attack with the sword and then move over toward the second enemy still flanking sandra.

full attack:
sword: [roll0]+12; damage: [roll1]+6
gore: [roll2]+7; damage: [roll3]+3+1 fire
slam: [roll4]+7; damage: [roll5]+3+1 fire

[Stycotl]

swell. if that 1d80 doesn't kill him, i don't know what will...

why am i not rolling anything over a 6 with a d20?

[roll0]

[Frosty]

Samb I'm waiting for confirmation on whether I can find and shoot Telgrin or not. That determines what I do.

[Samb]

Richter's electricity hits his foes and stuns all of them.
Somehow, all of Burn's attacks miss the minotaur.
Thoryk moves towards Sandra, seeing that his fellow cleric is in need of a cure spell.


taking control of Thoryk, to move him 20 feet to the right.
Daron needs to revise his move since the first thing he sees is 2 hobgoblins in front of him who will attack him when he opens the door.
Lalah you can see Telgin between the Krays legs. If you want to shoot through him by getting prone, I think you will provoke an AoO and maybe a penalty to shoot. I'll have to look that up if that is what you decide but as you are now Kray blocks your shot.

I will post a map for the binding room since Daron is now there

[Stycotl]

Burn's assault is too hasty, since he is underestimating his foe, and the minotaur manages to smash them all aside.

You buffoon! What are you doing? his subconscious asks. Pace yourself and try to remember some of that expensive combat capability that you were built with.

Burn ignores himself and concentrates simply on bringing his weapons back in tight to defend himself against the wallop that is sure to be coming.

[Samb]

For Daron and Lalah
http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/8945/krayandtelginround3.png

Key:
purple square=Kray
blue square=Telgin (he is on the square where the elemental binding chamber is)
black Xs= hobgoblins
pink circle=Lalah
black circle=Daron

As Daron moves down the steps, he sees Zan the elf. "You're friend is in this door please be careful, the villains out number her and they have a bomb in there."

As Daron opens the door he is greeted by 3 hobgoblins fleeing the room. When they see you they have a frantic look on their faces.

Will have a complete update on enemy moves next, still waiting on Daron to finish his move

[blackseven]

Daron moves out of the way and gestures for the hobgoblins to pass by him.

"If you seek to be elsewhere, I will not interfere. There is no need to fight me!"

After the hobgoblins pass (hopefully without incident), Daron casts Shield on himself. His AC is now 25, 1 shadow left.

[Samb]

upon further review, Frosty has not posted his actions yet despite postng numberoust times. This post will self-delete once Frosty has posted Lalah's actions

[Frosty]

Well, luckily for Lalah she's got anklets of translocation. Time for a 10-ft teleport as a swift action. They don't provoke hehe. Also, the Seeking enchantment should've taken care of any concealment or cover the Warforged may grant, but in this case it won't make much of a difference.

Aellas Tia'ryl

Seeing that the bulky warforged is indeed blocking her shots, Aellas speaks a word softly and almost instantly appears behind Kray and next to Telgrin. Quickly taking a step backwards (5ft step AWAY from Kray) before the warforged can react, she takes careful aim and unloads TWO arrows into the squishy artificer! (rapid shot)

The first shot veers off wildly (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=7116754&postcount=265) and perhaps clangs off the warforged, but it looks like the second shot (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=7116765&postcount=266) strikes true, most likely murderizing the artificer! Looks like 55 damage

[Samb]

Telgin crumbles to the floor, clutching his wounds as Lalah catches the artificer by surprise. Kray yells out a blood-freezing scream and takes a 5fs towards the changling. Both hits land on the "hobgoblin" for a total of 28 points of damage (unless she has some other bonuses to AC that I am not privy to).

The hobgoblins pass Daron and run down the stairs in panic.

The harpy behind Sandra hits her with one claw dealing 2 points of damage. Upon seeing the psiforge's clumsy attacks, the minotaur attacks Burn for 17 points of damage.

The three hijackers that were hit by Richter are looking to be in bad shape. Only the minotaur seems to be in good condition, but all three are still stunned and blinded.

It is the heroes' turn.....

[Stycotl]

Burn curses his overzealous approach, and prepares to cut this enemy down once and for all.

[Watcher]

I hope nobody minds me going before Sandra, but she's taking a long time, and her action wouldn't have affected my move unless she ran.

Thoryk casts Cure Critical Wounds on Sandra before she can run off to Lala Land and get slaughtered.

[roll0] points healed.

[Frosty]

Tumble Check [roll0]

Aellas Tia'ryl as a hobgoblin reels under the blows of the mighty warforged, and decides that for now discretion is the better part of valor. Nimbly tumbling away from the hulking death-machine, she stops as the gets next to the door (not blocking the way out) and sees Daron.

"There is a crazed warforged in there. Be careful!" She actually stays in the room and decides to patch herself up. White energy coalesces around Aellas's hands and she lays her hands upon her own wounds, healing significant portions of it. She is now about 15 ft away from Kray, and approximately next to Daron.

[Healed 21 damage from 1 use of Opportunistic Piety. I believe 5 uses left for the day.]

[blackseven]

Daron nods to the hobgoblin. "You are brave to stay while your companions ran."

Not particularly excited at the prospect of charging at a "crazed warforged" he could not see, Daron uses his Belt of Battle to gain an extra standard action, which he uses to cast Grease (DC 10 Balance check to move through Greased area) on the area behind where the hobgoblin (really Aellas, unknown to Daron) had come from, hoping to catch the warforged off balance for an advantage.

Daron then readies to cast Bands of Steel (Ref Save DC 19 or immobilized for 5 rounds) as soon as he sees the warforged.

"Is there someone else with you? I was told that one of 'my companions' was fighting in there, outnumbered."

[Akisa]

Sandra stares at the Minotaur as both sweat and blood drip down pass her eyes. Sandra grit her teeth as the Harpy clawed at her.

“If I were you I would run” said Sandra as she barked at the Harpy with forceful angry tone as she turn her attention back to the Minotaur.

Sandra then quickly stepped towards the rear of the ship to flank with the

Power Attack set to 6
Attack: 1d20+12 Dmg: [roll0] Holy Dmg [roll1]

[Akisa]

ooc: Blah attack roll didn't go off...
Attack: [roll0]
Just incase of a crit [roll1]

[Samb]

Sandra's savage attacks fells the creature. The harpy seeing most of her companions dead or stunned+ blinded flies off at Sandra's request.

I rolled an intimidate check for Sandra with a +4 circumstance bonus since she delivered it so well and the fact that they are getting owned. Still waiting on Neb. Will move him if he doesn't post in 24 hours

[Stycotl]

i just realized that i have been forgetting to take my size increase into account for attacks and damage!

"Crazed warforged?" Burn asks as he prepares to kill the minotaur, "One of the hostage takers?" Inside, Burn gets a little excited, wondering if he might have a chance at an actual battle.

Hurry up and get rid of the bovine, Burn! You're up here fighting little kids when the real enemies are apparently downstairs! his subconscious says.

Burn lets loose a metallic growl and swings a heavy overhand chop with his sword, grasping it with both hands in order to smash through the minotaur's defenses. His black-bladed sword slices down in a brutal arc, arrowing for the foe's ribs.


standard action: initiating emerald razor (single melee touch attack)
melee touch attack (5 points power attack): [roll]1d20]/roll]+6; damage: [roll0]+20

[Stycotl]

sigh. [roll0]+6

[Samb]

Burn's attack hits the last minotaur.
Richter fires a fireball at the three remaining foes and kills all of them.
The deck is now clear (the last harpy flew off).

Kray charges moves towards Daron the grease barely affecting him and the bands of steel snapping against his spiked plating.

[roll0]
If the roll is a 1 then Daron takes 23 points of damage.
However, all the spells made his massive overhand swing hit wide of Daron.

[blackseven]

... did Kray make both saves for the Grease and the Bands of Steel?

[Samb]

... did Kray make both saves for the Grease and the Bands of Steel?

Hmm he did make both saves (he is fully buffed thanks to the late Telgin) but I realized he can't charge you and hence have to subtract 2 from the last attack making it a miss. Where exactly is the greased area? The square that Kray was on last turn or right in front of you? "Behind Lalah" is a bit vague.

[Watcher]

Thoryk sees its pointless to stay on the deck and starts to run to wherever the battle still is (starting his turn), yelling "Come on, let's see who's left!"

Might be a dying breath, but I'd like this thread to stay alive.