Into the Eddy IC

[nazgulnine]

Nazgulnine's Into the Eddy | A Dungeon Run
http://s19.postimage.org/ghbu1jayr/Desert_Temple.jpg

Rising out of the sand is a spire the likes of which you may have seen before in travel guides or the latest explorer's tome. An Elven ruin, a structure from an age long gone, when ships cut through the sky, and when West Aberria was once a land teeming with wildlife. This place was once called the elven metropolis Dinas Emrys. The cliffside you rest on is to the western edge of the tower, overlooking the entrance, two great stone doors sealed to entry - and a set of staired tiers several feet up leading up to a great platform and what looks to be a terraced room. But you'd have to climb-or fly-up there now.

[phiris]

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Aleiko wanted nothing more than to jump off and glide above the desert, but his companions would have to descend the cliff slowly, and then what would he do? Aleiko turned his attention to the cliff-face, determining the difficulty of the decent, and its height above the valley floor.

Perception: [roll0]
Climb: [roll1]
(birdman can't climb :smallredface:)

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta put his hands to the cliff face, ignoring the others behind him, and began to start to try to climb it without saying a word. The sooner he got to the top, the sooner he got to do his job.

Perception check [roll0]
Climb check [roll1]

[Savior]

Snakey

Taking out a single Tankard of Ale from his haversack, Snakey cheered himself, and took one large gulp of the juice, before it was gone almost as fast as he started drinking it. He pulled at one of his waterskins, and refilled the tankard with ale. Before closing the lid, Snakey stared at the drink, and shrugged. "Another couldn't hurt." And with that, he took another swig, finishing off the glass like a true professional.

He understood they had started climbing without him, but he felt more empowered with Ale in his belly. So, he decided to refill, but not redrink, his Tankard for the second time, placing it in his haversack. He stumbled to the wall, essentially buzzed, but not terribly, and focused on the ascension to the destination.

Climb Check:[roll0]

[Zman]

Zar

Looking up at the climb ahead and relishing in a good workout, Zar took a running jump and a mighty leap to start his climb... Launching himself barely over 6 feet off of the ground to start his climb.

The half naked man was well suited for a task like this, dressed in naught but his traveling leathers, worn leather pants and boots Zar knew he could rely on his Draconic claws if need be.

"First to the top wins, first to the bottom dies!" he roars with a deep throaty laugh.


Perception [roll0] typo +10 not +19, so 23
Acrobatics[roll1]
Climb [roll2]

In retrospect, should have been taking ten on everything for a 20, 32, 26. Since we weren't in any danger...but I just wanted to roll some dice!

Also, Zar will usuall have Mage armor up as it lasts for six hours.

[nazgulnine]

Despite your boastings Zar, the grim-faced half-giant is the one who reaches the top before you while Aleiko, a black-and-maroon-feathered tengu, manages to scramble his way up after the rest of the group.

After some time climbing, you all manage to climb the first twenty-eight foot tier as the sun moves five feet in the sky. Standing at the foot of a staircase that spirals around the length of the tower, you notice that the top is another thirty feet above you. With the sun overhead and an arid wind at your backs, you are now faced with a choice.

Aleiko, Zar, and BetaThe sound of clanking chain is audible from the top of the tower.

[Zman]

Zar

Looking at the half giant brute,standing over an entire head taller than himself, "Ahh, should have flown, would has beaten you for sure that way.

[meemaas]

Beta

"Yes, i should have, but i felt like doing it with just my bare hands. More satisfying that way. Now, what are we gonna do about that clanking sound?"

[Savior]

Snakey

Walking up the stair case, he stumbles a bit, and took a swig of his new tankard, hiccuping with a loud cheer. "Don't worry boys, I've got it."

Snakey climbs diligently up the stairs.


Current Ki points: 15 Ki (12 + 3 Drunken Ki Points.)

[Zman]

Zar

"I was going to say, hit it hard, hit it fast, and hit it till it stops moving."

[phiris]

Aleiko

the primitive ascent complete, Aleiko wasn't intending on rushing himself in this sweltering heat. Flight might have been a fair competition climbing the stairs, Aleiko mentally reviewed his gear, pulled out his crossbow and, if he could smile; Don't you wish you had a drink this good he said to his stumbling companion. (quaffs his mutagen)


+4 Dex, -2 Wis, +2 Nat AC for 100 minutes

[meemaas]

Beta

"Well lets get at it, before that one hogs all the fun." Beta follows behind Snakey quietly, ready for whatever lay in wait.

[Savior]

Snakey

Moving up the stairs, he ingests his fourth tankard of Ale, and belches with confidence, smiling at his ability to hold the demon. Filling it up on his way to the top of the stairs, he sings calmly, not noticing what the others do.

"When the world passes you by... you must calmly tell it to slow the down... and order it a pint!"

[nazgulnine]

Climbing the stairs seems a simple enough task, and despite the Ophidian monk's rambling and stumbling, you seem to be in the clear as you reach the top of the tower. Before then, it hits you: the clanking sound has ceased, and your feet are slapping loudly against the stone steps.

As you reach the top step, there are six men garbed in black robes, four of whom appear to be wearing iron platemail beneath their robes.
"Who are you and what are you doing here!?" A male catfolk shouts, a silver greataxe in his hands. He is backed up by the three armored men, each wielding a mirrored shield and glittering longsword. The two unarmored robe-wearers are an elf and human woman, both of whom carry well-hewed oaken staves.

[Zman]

Zar

Freeing his polished Greatsword from its scabbard which lays across his back Zar prepares for what may lie ahead..unfortunately stealth wasn't one of his strong suits...

No one will ever hear me with him around...
I have Mage Armor up

Also, I have blind sense 30ft which should give me some advanced warning if there is something there.

Upon detecting something, I will shield myself.

[phiris]

Aleiko

The ophidian's singing reminded Aleiko of the pirate crew he once sailed with, and he almost missed the absence of other sound. Revelation came too late to put an end to it, so when they reached the top, Aleiko had a plan
Would you believe I'm a traveling merchant and these are my escorts and pack-mules? Speaking nonchalantly, Aleiko intended to neutralize the cultist's initiative, before the inevitable cat-kicking broke out.

Could I interest you in some potions? or some alchemicst's acid? Aleiko couldn't keep himself from chirping slightly in humor

[Savior]

Snakey

Snakey slips his body's skin into a coating of bark, allowing for it to change into a structured skin. Hiccuping, the master slips his feet apart and motions into a flower like motion, which ends with awkward hand and feet placement.

Use a drunken Ki point to enter Barkskin for 100 minutes. Also, swift action to enter my three styles: Boar, Snake, and Snapping Turtle.
Move action to have a new, full tankard of ale ready to ingest, or already ingest, granting the DM allows.

15 Ki points. 12 + 3 Drunken

[Zman]

Zar

As they crested the stairs and saw the group infront of them, Zar made sure to step off to the side, giving himself a clar line of charge to one of the arcane users...

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta hunkers over, crouched like a beast. "Don't much like the looks of those weapons. You should put them down before you get hurt. Remember, people don't kill people, weapons kill people."

[Zman]

Zar

Anticipating the carnage that was about to insure, Zar made sure it was on his terms as he whipped towards the the groups right flank with blinding speed... Targeting the far right spell caster, his studies in the arcane teaching him that those who wield the powers of creation are true threats...



Attacks far right spell aster, preferably the elf, making sure to avoid an AoO.
Charging Power Attack [roll0]
Critical[roll1]
Damage[roll2]

Edit: AC33

[nazgulnine]

Zar's swing hits the Elfish cultist dead in the arm; she seems to have a force field surrounding her, preventing the blow from cleaving her in two. Her robe is dyed in her own blood as she lets out a cry. The catfolk guard shouts "Kill the infidels!"

Battlemap: http://s19.postimage.org/46g497vb7/temple_top.png
Key
Little white dots: players and NPCs. I wonder who's who...
Brown dots: stone pillars supporting a ring of stones serving as a roof. They're about 20' tall.
Incredibly well-drawn rectangle: an altar adorned with various bottles, food, and a small chest.

[phiris]

Aleiko

Z's charge helped catch the cat off-guard, allowing Aleiko to reach into his sash's satchel and pull free a bomb from its loop, stopper coming loose in the process. The cat dared to speak, but Aleiko heard nothing but the hissing acid in his fist. taking a step forward as he tossed his deadly concoction


5-ft step, dropping three bombs, first on the catfolk, then on the two behind him, as sticky acid bombs, they'll deal splash damage again next round and then another 1d6 after that
Bomb: vF3[roll0]
vF4[roll1]
vF2[roll2]

Damage:
[roll3]
[roll4]
[roll5]

If he misses:
[roll6]
[roll7]
[roll8]

As long as every bomb made it to that area, F2&4 take 10pts of splash dmg, and the cat takes 20.

if I miss the first bomb, it'll splash in front of the cat to its left, while the third bomb splashes in the cat's square, Cat will take 30, F2 takes 10 and F4 may have been hit?

[Savior]

Snakey

Burping, he dove into battle without fear. He runs with his amazing styles, and comes up on a foe with mere speed. Raising his body up, he tackles a slashing unarmed strike across the foe's body.

Standard Action:
Attack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1:[roll1]
Attack 2:[roll2]
Damage 2:[roll3]
Move action: Move 60 feet to F1

Boar Style: Allows Slashing damage, two hits allow for Tearing flesh dealing 2d6 bleed damage, When the monk tears flesh, he may make a free intimidate check, if the monk tears flesh, the foe takes 1d6 damage per round, at the start of that foes round.

Snake Style:+2 to sense motive, immediate action can sub Sense Motive check in for a ranged or melee attack's AC, +4 CMD versus going prone, Allows for Sense motive check to be Critical confirmation roll, on a critical hit monk may move five feet even if he has already moved, If an opponent misses the monk, he may make a free AoO on the foe, if the AoO hits, he may make an immediate action to attack said foe again.

Snapping turtle style: +2 to AC and Touch AC, Allows for a free Grapple check at a -2 penalty on a foe that's missed the monk, -4 critical confirmation on a foe's chance to confirm a critical on the monk.

AC:27 Touch AC: 24

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta launched himself forward, claws growing from his hands as he lashed one hand into the nearest target hoping to tear it apart. After he does so, he pulls his hand up as a shield of force forms on his arm, he holds it up to protect himself from the expected counterattack

Move forward to directly in front of F3
Standard action attack with claw. [roll0]
Damage [roll1]

Free action: Activate ring of force shield and use it for defense.
AC: 21

[nazgulnine]

Round 2... The Wheel of Fate is Turning
http://s19.postimage.org/f1r0emuyr/temple_top2.png
The flurry of blows is swift atop the temple.

Aleiko's bombs splash against the ground, and even as the robed guards take a step back, they are caught in the blast of the Tengu's explosives, which provide enough cover for Beta's swing to clip the nearest fighter in the side, denting the man's armor and knocking him around like a child.

Snakey's rapid strikes are incredibly dodged at each last moment by the human man, who seems put to silence by the snakelike man's speed. He skips around Snakey's side and swings, but the Ophidian is too deft and dodges the swing.
[roll0] damage Number error

Two of the knights swing at Beta, the blade of the man to Beta's right connecting while he parries the other's blade. The first man comes back around, catching Beta in the thigh with his blade.
[roll1] and [roll2] damage

The catfolk warrior roars at seeing one of his charges injured and swings, striking Zar in the back with his axe.
[roll3] damage

The cleric woman Zar has injured takes a step back before retreating, using the catfolk's attack to cover her retreat, just as the other retreats behind the gift-laden altar. The two robed women wave their wands, and a bit of orange, infernal light washes over the Catfolk man and the human fighter marked F3.

[Zman]

Zar

His initial prey escapes his reach, but not before Zar catches her with a swing of his Greatsword, as the cat folk fighter wounds him from the side, Zar responds in a wrathfully fury, laughing at his opponent "Ahahah!", his voice deep and almost manic as he attempts to sunder the weapon that dared wound him...

With a massive mighty cleave Zar cuts cleanly into the Greataxe, his laugh growing ever louder as his blood shot eyes are a window to the fury in his soul.


Enter Rage
CMB 21= +8 Str +7BAB +1 Weapon Focus +3 Enhancement +2 Improved Sunder
Vs CMD 10 + Str Bonus +Dex
Adamantine ignore 20 Hardness
Weapon has 5 HP +10 per +1 enhancement bonus
Broken when under half HP

Vs Greataxe
1st Attack Improved Sunder Power Attack [roll0]24*
Damage [roll1]27*

2nd Attack Improved Sunder Power Attack [roll2]33*
Damage [roll3]26*

Pretty much no way I don't break the weapon, I'll describe it as such. It would have to be a +3 weapon for me to have not to cleaved it and a +5 for me to have not broken it.

AC 31
HP 124/136

*Was using a Power Attack negative that I couldn't. The Cleric also gains back 3 HP.

[phiris]

Aleiko

Satisfaction flashed briefly across Aleiko's face, only to be replaced by indignation and annoyance as the three cultists split up, though Aleiko wished to humiliate the catfolk, the acid still on his armor and robes should keep him distracted, while Aleiko focused on Beta's attackers


F2[roll0]
F3[roll1]
F2[roll2]

F2[roll3]
F3[roll4]
F2[roll5]


reaching into the lowermost pouch in his sash, Aleiko pulled out a handy Alchemical base, which would save him from using one of his more stable potions, with the same effect.

[Savior]

Snakey

He whizzed around, being very top heavy, in a sense. The monk was nodding, enjoying how wonderful the human fought. However, he felt that he needed to rip some of the human's flesh, to get the taste of ale out of his mouth.

Attack on the same foe.
Attack 1:[roll0]
Damage: [roll1] If attack hits, + [roll2] Extra damage
Attack 2:[roll3]
Damage:[roll4]
Swift acton: Increase Dodge AC by five for one round, using another ki point.

AC:32 (Neglected my Barkskin increase last round, whoops.) Ki points: 14: 11 + 3 Drunken (12 ki points if first attack hits, using 2 drunken ki points to use Drunken Strength)

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta shakes off the two blows he takes as though they were mere scratches and growls at the two in front of him. "Is that the best you got you weak sniveling little pieces of garbage!!!?!" He bares his claws, letting the shield drop, and lashes out at the one in front of him with both claws, before forming a new shield to take the place of of the one before it.

Free action: Talk, dismiss force shield.
Full round action: Full attack on F3

Claw 1 [roll0]
Damage [roll1]

Claw 2 [roll2]
Damage [roll3]

Free action, reactivate Force shield
AC: 21

[nazgulnine]

Round 3 - Knockin' on The Backdoor
<<Map Update Unnecessary>>

Zar's sundering strike cleaves the snarling catfolk's greataxe in two, causing him to drop the broken shaft as he raises his balled fists, claws digging into his palms. The catfolk unleashes a swift flurry of blows, his fists rapidly striking into Zar's chest, seemingly ignoring the damage being done to his robes by the acidic solution.[roll0] (17) damage (guess I have to double the str mod); he beat your enormous AC by a measly 2 points

As Aleiko's bombs provide Beta with enough cover and distraction to cleave into his enemy once again, this time grinding his claws into the man's soft flesh, the leftmost knight is able to dodge the explosives entirely, while the man Beta mauls is unable to do anything to escape a huge brunt of the explosive. The two knights retaliate by swinging wildly, slashing at Beta with wild blows, landing three hits in total on the psychic warrior.[roll1] damage
[roll2] damage
and
[roll3] damage

While Snakey is locked in combat, smartly dodging swing after swing of the knight's blade, his quick counterattack strikes the man in his shoulder, pinching a nerve that seems to make his swinging arcs seem heavier and the weight of his armor greater as he groans in pain.

Channeling energy, the elf woman, in pain, releases a column of jade green light that seems to magically mend the wounds she sustained from Zar's brutal beating.[roll4] damage healed

The human cleric behind the altar begins chanting, coating herself in a small whorl of wind.

[Zman]

Zar

As the Catfolk attacks him with his fists after having his Greataxe severed, Zar responds with more powerful blows whipping his Greatsword though the air so fast the Clerics blood flings a mist into the air, a lust for more blood in his eyes...


AoO if applicable, must be Power Attack
AoO Power Attack[roll0]
AoO Critical[roll1]
AoO Damage [roll2]

Full Attack Action
1st Power Attack[roll3]
1st Critical[roll4]
1st Damage [roll5]

2nd Power Attack[roll6]
2nd Critical[roll7]
2nd Damage [roll8]

That should hit...

I have AC:31 HP107/136

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta plunges both his claws in towards the armor of the man he's been attack, hoping to split right through it and rip the mans actual heart out. After he recoils from his attack, he resummons his shield yet again, holding it up for its meager defenses.

Once again, Free action: Dismiss force shield
Full round action: Full attack 2 claws

Claw 1 [roll0]
Damage [roll1]
Claw 2 [roll2]
Damage [roll3]

Free action: Summon Force shield and take hold of it again

AC: 21

[Savior]

Snakey

Snakey laughs a bit, enjoying how the fight is going. He still kicks himself emotionally for not having the way with all to tear this boy's flesh.



Attack on the same foe.
Attack 1:[roll0]
Damage: [roll1]
Attack 2:[roll2]
Damage:[roll3]
Swift acton: Increase Dodge AC by five for one round, using another ki point.

AC:32 Ki points: 11: 10 + 1 Drunken (12 ki points if first attack hits, using 2 drunken ki points to use Drunken Strength)

[phiris]

Aleiko

Quaffing the alchemical base, Aleiko concentrated, trying to keep the liquid in his mouth as he takes out another amber flask, taking only a sip, Aleiko allowed the liquids to mix, quickly becoming a full potion of Haste.

[nazgulnine]

Round 4 - "Cry Some More!"
Battle Pic:http://s19.postimage.org/f1r0emuyr/temple_top2.png

The fight takes a swift tilt in your favor as your group combats the cultists.

Beta's claws rip into the cultist's armor, punching through his sternum, knocking the man unconscious as he stands, his muscles locked in place. The knight to his side swings at Beta, the edge of his blade missing and striking stone. He brings the blade up again, striking Beta in the elbow, shaving off part of the half-giant's weenis and olecranon. The paladin brings his sword down once more, making a gash in Beta's thigh.
[roll0] and [roll1] damage. He cut just the tip of the joint and made a nice little incision in your thigh, in case you wanted any lipo.

PS: The knight stabilized.

As Aleiko quaffs his potions, Snakey delivers a rapid knee-to-punch combo that catches the paladin off-guard, delivering a powerful glancing blow to the man's face, breaking his nose. In his ire, the man swings his sword wildly, missing the artful dodger with each swing.

The human cleric continues to pray, arms extended to the sky, luminescent energy swirling around her. The elf cleric smirks from her position behind the pillar and raises her arms to the sky, a surge of violet light rising beneath herself, the catfolk and the unconscious knight.
This one might upset everyone.

Cleric: Restore [roll2] HP.
Man (F1): Restore [roll3] HP.
Man (F2): Restore [roll4] HP.
Man (F3): Restore [roll5] HP.(No longer unconscious with this.)
Catfolk (F4): Restore [roll6] HP.

Cleric restores 16 HP
F3 restores 17 HP. Is no longer unconscious.
F4 restores 16 HP

F1 and F2 are too far from the cleric to have been healed. My mistake there.
EDIT: Messed up the damage die. Its a 1d8, not 4d8


EDIT:
The catfolk snarls at Zar and delivers a quick one-two punch combo, landing one blow on his jaw and another in his gut. With a sneer, the cat-man mocks Zar.
"What's wrong, patchfur? Never seen Felinikk boxing before?"

[Zman]

Zar, furious at the Catfolk attempts to hurt him and attempts to cut him down...


Power Attack [roll0]
Critical [roll1]
Damage [roll2]

Power Attack [roll3]
Critical [roll4]
Damage [roll5]

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta tilts his head back and roars, feeling the pain from the last two wounds. "I accept your challenge. The time to stop holding back is now, puny insects." He lashes out at the man he nearly downed before, shoving first one claw into the mans gut, he'd release psionic energy in the thrust, both claws glowing with an eerie glow, he'd then shove the other one inward also, hoping to tear the man in half.

Full round action: Full attack, with Martial Power.
Claw 1 [roll0]
Damage [roll1]

Manifesting Claws of the vampire Concentration check to avoid disruption. [roll2] vs. DC 21

Claw 2 [roll3]
Damage [roll4] Heal back 1/2 of damage rolled.

AC: 19

[Zman]

Succeeding, Zar bellows an errie manic laugh as he shifts his gaze towards his original target.

[nazgulnine]

Round 4, Continued: "Is that First Degree murder, or Negligent Homicide?"

As the catfolk dives forward to deliver a second flurry, Zar's greatsword plunges into the catfolk's chest and through his armor, leaving the man standing with both fists raised, muscles tensed and keeping him on both feet, dead as stone, blood pouring from his wound.

Meanwhile, Beta plunges his fist into the knight's chest just as his eyes begin to focus back into consciousness. The man's heart flutters and stops for a moment as the man falls unconscious once again.
Doing his con roll here: [roll0]

[Savior]

Snakey

Looking around, the snake man laughs, and looks at his foe. "Everyone is finishing so fast. Good thing you and I like to take our time, right?"

Snakey uses another full attack on the foe
Attack 1:[roll0]
Damage:[roll1]
Attack 2:[roll2]
Damage:[roll3]

Bleed damage from ripped flesh if both hit: [roll4] along with [roll5] of bleed damage on his next turn.

10 Ki points.

[phiris]

Aleiko

His companions engaged in a veritable bloodbath, Aleiko replaced the stopper in his haste potion and took aim at the praying human cleric.

[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]

[roll4]
[roll5]
[roll6]
[roll7]

[nazgulnine]

End of Round 5/Start of Round 6 - "That's a Paddlin"
Map: http://s19.postimage.org/skweritz7/temple_top3.png
OOCZman was right. This has technically been round 5.


Snakey's first blow strikes the paladin on his jaw, the second brushing his tabard. Irked at Snakey's words, the paladin smirks and delivers a flurry of quick double-handed swings, his second stroke clipping the agile ophidian in the breast.
"Time is irrelevant before the great Zong; for within his icy grasp, all things succumb to his might."
He hit you for... [roll0] damage.

Aleiko's second bolt strikes the cleric in her bicep as she prays, causing her gathered energy to disperse. In retaliation to Aleiko's bolt, the cleric smirks and channels her energies a second time, waving her arms as she speaks in what sounds like gibberish. Soon, a well-formed, red-skinned woman with long black hair, completely garbed in silver chains, appears from a mass of shadows between Snakey and Zar.

The newly-summoned woman is quick to act. She whips two spiked chains around and slashes violently, releasing a moan-like wail as she does so. One of the chains manages to land a glancing blow on the dragon adept Zar, slicing into his forearm.
[roll1] damage on Zar

The knight before Beta swings again and again, cutting the stony half-giant on the bicep with his first swing, but glancing his face twice with the others.
[roll2] damage

The elf cleric cowers behind the stone pillar and looks to be gasping for breath as her body and clothing cracks and splinters, becoming dustlike and aetherial, giggling madly.

[Zman]

Zar

Seeing the creature summoned in front of him and the threat that the clerics posed, Zar quickly retreats from the center of the fray to finish off the Elven Cleric. Zar quickly whips his Greatsword across the Cleric's chest, hoping to down the divine caster before her powerful magics could be further brought into play.

Move to far corner next to CL2

Power Attack [roll0]
Critical Attack [roll1]
Damage Attack [roll2]

HP:83/136
AC:31

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta roars at his victory, and slips to the side quickly, giving himself a better position to shove both his claws in towards the dying mans heart, and with a very satisfying rip, pulling it out while it still beats. Satisfied with his victory, he takes a large bite out of it, before throwing it down on the floor at the feet of his still standing foe.

Five foot step to be opposite my foe, with F3 in between us, and the Coup de grace F3

Auto Critical

Damage [roll0]

Beta heals back 10 health.

[Savior]

Snakey

Realizing how much effort he put into not being hit, he enjoyed the first blow he received and decided to equal out his abilities. Without focusing on the dodging of his foe, he reels his head back ,and slings it forward in a strong, crushing, headbutt combination. Along with his sheer force, the scales along his snake skin rip and slash at the foe's skin, hoping to tear flesh off. "Exciting, isn't it? The feel of the air from each blow, much like the injury we both, mostly you, feel."

Standard action: Full attack.
Attack 1:[roll0]
Damage:[roll1]
Attack 2:[roll2]
Damage:[roll3]

AC:27 Ki Points: 10 (9 standard ki points + 1 drunken Ki point.)
HP:78

[phiris]

Aleiko

sensing the danger of the summoned monstrosity, and cursing his inablity to prevent its arrival, aeiko maximized his hasted senses to strike twice against both threats, moving diagonally left a step before doing so.


v clr casting: [roll0]
[roll1]
v ky: [roll2]
[roll3]

AFC please DMPC until TUESDAY or until OOC post

[nazgulnine]

Round 7 - "At Least It Hits"
Map:http://s19.postimage.org/yf0u49w3n/temple_top4.png


Zar's strike seems to have hurt the cleric, despite her sandlike form. As Zar swings down, cutting the sand in two, Aleiko's bolt ricochets from the stone, flying through the woman-shaped cloud of dust and barely missing striking Beta clean in the skull as he stoops to deliver his finishing blow to the paladin, who falls to the ground, heartless.

The knight opposite Beta rushes between him and Aleiko, bringing his sword down over the half-giant, swinging into his inertial armor and leaving Beta with a bruise he'd be feeling until tomorrow.
He's doing [roll0] damage

The infernal paladin Snakey strikes makes a riposte, seeing Snakey's headbutt with the blunt of his sword. The two make such a resounding crunching sound as they exchange blows that no one is sure whom injured whom, but both men feel nothing from their clash of skin, bone, and steel.

The chain-wrapped woman remains in place, dancing and spinning. She whips three of her chains around and catches them in the dead Catfolk's and Beta's skin, tearing their flesh.
Beta's gonna get [roll1][roll2][roll3] damage.

The dust-formed cleric takes a step away from Zar and waves her arms in an eerily impossible manner, being formed of sand, and summons a column of fire from beneath Zar's feet.
I need a reflex save, Zman. DC 20.

The human cleric continues to pray at the altar.

Aleiko
The Tengu alchemist takes a swift step back from the approaching knight and raises his crossbow, firing into the kyton and cleric.
[roll4](x2) vs Ky
[roll5] vs Cl

[Zman]

Zar as he is immolated he presses his attack...


Reflex[roll0]
Resist Fire 5

Assuming he didn't move more than 5, otherwise I get an AoO and will be charging for +2
Power Attack[roll1]
Critical [roll2]
Damage [roll3]

[Savior]

Snakey

Snakey continues to press forward, laughing as he slings his whole body as a weapon, becoming less drunk, however, he focuses in, and slings both palms towards the man's midsection, trying to rip through the armour.

Attack 1:[roll0]
Damage:[roll1]
Attack 2:[roll2]
Damage:[roll3]

AC:27 Ki Points: 10 (9 standard ki points + 1 drunken Ki point.)
HP:78

[nazgulnine]

Zar
The attack hits; sorry, I was running around town today and JUST got to putting up the map. She only moved 5'.

With a save of 13, she's dishing out [roll0] fire damage

Snakey
The first attack hits.

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta roars as the attack fails to really scratch him, turning on his new foe and striking out with both claws in a flurry of strikes. He then tilts his head back and laughs. "You aren't going to beat me like that you foolish weakling. Go call up a few more friends. Maybe you'll stand a chance at scratching me then!!!

Full attack.

Claw 1 [roll0]
Damage [roll1]
Claw 2 [roll2]
Damage [roll3]

Remember, beta heals back half of the base damage he deals on every hit.

[phiris]

Aleiko

Taking a shot at the paladin as he stepped forward behind beta, loading a bolt before coming up in a line for him to throw two bombs at the chained figure. Squawking as he fired at the cleric once more.


Shot against F2:
[roll0]
Bombs:
[roll1]
[roll2]
Shot v cleric:
[roll3]

Crossbow:
[roll4]
[roll5]
Bombs:
[roll6]
[roll7]
Scatter:
[roll8]
[roll9]

[nazgulnine]

Round 8: "Kytons Have a +40 in Perform:Bondage"
Map: http://s19.postimage.org/gqva586v7/temple_top4.png

The half-elf cleric takes a swing and a bolt that seemingly strike her true form, collapsing on the floor at Zar's feet, unconscious.

The human cleric seemingly responds to Snakey's threat, giggling as she conjures up three giant scorpions that crawl away from her across the battlefield, one attempting to sting Snakey in the back of the calf, but missing as the ophidian shifts weight mid-strike and clobbers the paladin.

The paladin fighting Snakey misses his flurry of swings, still clouded by frustration.

Aleiko's bomb rolls behind the paladin, releasing a burst of flaming wind that pushes him into Beta's claws, releasing a heavy flow of blood as the man now sports a new opening in his stomach.

The kyton seems to be half-weeping and half-laughing, spinning in a dance of bladed chains that strike Beta twice.
"Do you not revel in the ecstasy of such pain?" she asks in a smoldering, ethereal tone.
[roll0][roll1] damage from 2 chains after a lucky roll.

[meemaas]

Beta

Beta turned on the woman, and roared, leaping at her to shove both of his claws in towards her gut, ripping them out towards the sides to leave gashes where he managed to hit. "You call that pain? You've got a lot of work to do before you can even think to threaten me like that wench!!"

Five foot step to reach the kyton

Full attack
Claw 1 [roll0]
Damage [roll1]
Claw 2 [roll2]
Damage [roll3]

Still under the effect of Claws of the vampire, to regain half the base damage of each hit.

[Zman]

Zar

As the cleric falls to the ground, Zar gingerly picks up her head by the hair and severs it from her body, he hold its up giving it her bodyiless head a disrespectful kiss in the midst of his rage before dropping it unceremoneously.


Autohit Powerattack Coup De Grace
Damage [roll0]
+Damage [roll1]

[Savior]

Snakey

Dodging with grace from every blow, Snakey takes a second to think once the summoned scorpion comes into play. Thinking for a second, he winds up, and unleashes a certain attack that, upon contact, sickens the paladin for a while.

After the attempt to damage his foe, Snakey withdraws five feet, and stands in his universal stance.

Using Stunning fist to sicken the paladin for a minute.
Attack:[roll0]
Damage:[roll1] Sickened for 1 minute DC:22
Five-foot step backwards.

AC:27 Ki Points: 10 (9 standard ki points + 1 drunken Ki point.)
HP:78