(INC) The Eternal Torment- Combat

[Andrew Markham]

The following are posts for combat taking place in The Eternal Torment arena. There will likely be multiple combats taking place at once, so be prepared to clearly label your posts. If you are doing multiple combats, separate your actions and clearly label each.

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula finds himself in a 50'x50' square of jagged stone walls. He stands 10 feet from the southern wall. 30 feet in front of him is a single Goblin. He has some leather armor and a buckler strapped to his arm. The goblin has both a short sword and a shortbow. Seeing you, he gibbers in anger and begins hopping up and down.

Roll initiative!

Goblin: [roll0]
ENTOS: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS moves 10 feet south, and 10 feet east, as he moves he pulls out his lute and begins to play a dulcimer tune to relax his opponent and bring him to a calming attention. ((Fascinate DC: 15))

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin, entranced, falls onto his butt and starts swaying in tune with the music. He forfeits his turn. Ebon Nebula may go again.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

Entos moves north 20 feet, and continues to play his music. He slinks along a smile on his face.

[Andrew Markham]

The calmed goblin continues to stare, entranced. Ebon Nebula may go once again.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

Entos moves another 20 Foot North, placing him 10 feet east of the goblin. He continues to play his song, and now that he is in position, he spreads his legs into a power stance ready to take action soon.

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin sways in time with the music.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

And then the tune changes as a throbbing beat takes the tune and rises. He raises his hand and violently strums his Lute as it seems a bubble forms in front of him. Another power strike as the bubble shatters and explodes out toward the Goblin, shards of pure sonic energy ripping toward him. (cast Chord of shards, Reflex 15, Negates [roll0] damage)

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula's obvious spellcasting breaks the goblin out of his trance, and he desperately dodges the sonic wave. The goblin barely manages to escape the shockwave, and he then lunges at the bard with his short sword.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS moves back 5 feet east from the Goblin, a stern look on his face.

" Think you should rest, its impacting your fighting skills."

(Cast Sleep, DC:15 Wil)

[Andrew Markham]

Osman the Quick appears in a 50'x50' stone ring. The walls of the ring are 100 feet tall, but there is no ceiling. Standing before Osman are 4 male Drow in light armor. 2 and 3 are both wielding rapiers, while 1 and 4 are holding hand crossbows, but they also have rapiers on their belts. They look at Osman, then say something in a language Osman doesn't understand and snicker derisively. They prepare for battle!

http://i1383.photobucket.com/albums/ah308/silversoul255/Osman1_zpsfea14806.jpg

Roll initiative!

Drow 1: [roll0]
Drow 2: [roll1]
Drow 3: [roll2]
Drow 4: [roll3]

[Andrew Markham]

ENTOS moves back 5 feet east from the Goblin, a stern look on his face.

" Think you should rest, its impacting your fighting skills."

(Cast Sleep, DC:15 Wil)

The goblin, with an effort, manages to ignore the Sleep spell. He closes the distance once again and lunges at Ebon Nebula with his short sword.

Goblin vs ENTOS: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS laughs as the creature swings wildly at him. He steps back to the South East. He pulls out one of his throwing knifes begins Singing about how amazing he is. (inspire courage)

"Dont think you can win, Goblin, for I am about to Begin, lest you get kicked in the shin!"

[Andrew Markham]

Osman's fight:

Osman draws his glowing rapier to prepare for battle. All four of the drow recoil and cover their eyes in pain. Drow 1 walks cautiously 5 feet to his left, until he is standing next to Drow 2. He gropes until he finds the Drow's shoulder, taps three times, then uses a spell-like ability. Drow 2's armor radiates an aura of darkness that envelops all four Drow, reaching 20 feet from Drow 2 in all directions. The darkness seems to negate the light of Osman's magic sword and dims the light even further. Osman now has some trouble making out the forms of the Drow, despite his low-light vision. (Drow now have 20% concealment)

It is Osman's turn.

Ebon Nebula's fight:

The goblin follows Ebon Nebula to the southeast and strikes out with his short sword.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

The goblin lands a solid blow, injuring Ebon Nebula the Oncoming Storm. It is Ebon's turn.

(OOC: The two of you are not aware of each other's combat and can not take them INC.)

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS grunts in pain as blood flows from beneath his clothes, his chainshirt having failed to fully protect him. He moves another 5 feet south as he throws his dagger at the Goblin. ([roll0] [roll1]damage) He continues singing to bolster his own abilities and draws another Dagger.

[Andrew Markham]

At the risk of repeating himself, the goblin once again strikes at Ebon Nebula with his short sword.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

Confirmed crit! Ebon Nebula takes 5 damage!

The goblin strikes viciously at Ebon Nebula and deals a solid blow!

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS moves 5 feet south and attempts to hit the goblin with a dagger once more.

([roll0] [roll1] damage)

He continues singing to bolster his abilties

[Andrew Markham]

A throwing dagger seems to burst from the goblin's shoulder, injuring him somewhat. In Goblin he screeches, "Die stupid metal gnome thing!" and once again comes at Ebon Nebula with his sword sword.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

Entos Steps to the South West, evading out of his range of threating Goblin. He pulls out a Small Potion and drinks it and winks at the Goblin.

"I dont think youll do well here"

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin moves in once more and says in Goblin, "I KEEL YOU!"

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS moves out of the way as the goblin slashes at him. He moves 5 feet to the west, pulls out another Dagger and throws it at his opponent, his song still filling the air.

([roll0] [roll1] damage)

"I swear if I understood what you said, I would write it down"

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula's dagger sails over the goblin's shoulder. The goblin once again moves in for the kill.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS sings to the goblin in goblinese as he steps back out of the goblins reach and his swing.
"Youll never hit me like that"

He pulls out his next to last dagger and flicks it at the goblin.

([roll0] [roll1]Damage)

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula's dagger goes wide, hitting the floor some distance behind the goblin. He once again closes the distance to attack.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Your ichor cloud doesn't frighten me." Osman claims, moving 25' north to attack the second drow. Assuming him to be where he last saw him fractions of a second earlier. He thrusts his gleaming blade into the thick darkness targeting #2.

[roll0] to hit
[roll1] dmg

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS curses as he pulls out his final Dagger and looks at it for a moment. Speaking in Goblin he looks to his opponent.
"I dont suppose youd let me pick up my daggers that Ive dropped?"

He lunges forward, still singing his little tune.

([roll0] [roll1] Damage)

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula:

The goblin smiles, enjoying the stench of blood, and slashes at Ebon Nebula once more.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

Osman:

Osman's rapier thrusts for the drow's flesh, but it is barely stopped by the thickness of the drow's armor. The drow Osman attacked shouts something in a language Osman doesn't recognize. A few seconds later there is movement, and Drow 3 appears to the southeast of Osman. He lunges blindly at Osman with his rapier, hoping for a hit.

Concealment due to blind (must get above 50 to hit): [roll2]
To hit: [roll3]
Potential damage: [roll4]

Drow 2 attempts to use a spell-like ability. Osman takes the chance to strike out at him and interrupt his spell. He easily lunges under the drow's guard and impales him, and he falls to the ground in a heap. Whatever magic he intended to use is no more.

The initial moment has passed, and the Drow have cleared their vision. In the darker light provided by their magic, they are much more comfortable. They renew their attack.

Drow 1 drops his hand crossbow to the ground, uncaring of where it lands. He draws his rapier and grins, as he and Drow 3 are now flanking Osman. Drow 1 attacks!

To hit: [roll5]
Potential damage: [roll6]

It is Osman's turn. In the dim light, even those within his reach are difficult to hit (The drow have 20% concealment)

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS shakes his head and laughs.

"I didnt think so, but you get my point!" He sings in goblin to his opponent, looking to finally take him down.

([roll0] [roll1]Damage)

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula lands a shallow scratch on the goblin, increasing the blood flowing out of him. The goblin strikes back!

To hit: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

As the first Drow's steel glides toward Osman, his highly trained reflexes kick in and he moves his blade to block the attacker. (Parry and reposte. One panache point spent.)
[roll0] Parry
[roll1] reposte
[roll2] DMG

He quickly spins on his heel and thrusts his rapier toward the 3rd drow who snuck up behind him.
[roll3] to hit
[roll4] DMG.

He then turns in fluid motion and slides 5ft to the northeast, dodging the corpse of the second drow. (5ft step.)

[Andrew Markham]

Osman parries Drow 1's insultingly slow blow and punches his rapier through the drow's dark throat. Drow 3 is quicker, and is able to deflect Osman's attack. Osman is now standing next to the corpse of Drow 2, with the corpse of #1 behind it.

Suddenly there is the twang of a crossbow string. A bolt flies towards Osman!

Drow 4 vs Osman: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

The bolt goes wide, not even remotely close to harming Osman. But it does draw his attention.

Osman can see dimly the form of Drow 4 moving south. More feet shift, and Osman turns to see Drow 3 moving 10 feet west and 10 feet north, so he is standing on the corpse of Drow 1. He kneels down and touches the body of Drow 2. Another field of darkness bursts from the dead drow, enveloping Osman in complete black. He can see nothing, not even his own hands.

(Within the field of darkness, Osman is blind: "a blinded creature has a 50% miss chance in combat (all opponents have total concealment), loses any Dexterity bonus to AC, takes a –2 penalty to AC, and takes a –4 penalty on Perception checks that rely on sight and most Strength- and Dexterity-based skill checks.")

It is Osman's turn.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS snarls a little and attempts to shank the goblin swiftly.

([roll0] [roll1] damage)

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin, single-mindedly focused on his opponent, attempts to strike back. Their vicious back and forth struggle has attracted the attention of many. Ebon Nebula can feel the eyes all around as he fights for his life.

To hit: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS steps back 5 feet to the North West. He pulls out a small Red potion, and drinks it down. ([roll0]Healing)

"Im not done yet."

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin, with bloodlust in his eyes, lunges at Ebon in frustration, longing for his death. A deep pulsing can be felt through the floor of the arena, and Ebon Nebula can feel the eyes of an audience lingering upon him.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman does his best to mark the location of his moving prey before all goes dark. At that point he moves 30' south drawing a shuriken from his pocket as he does so.
"Ah, trixssssi. You learn quickly. I like quick."

Stepping into the light, he flicks his wrist and sends the small star flying toward where he believes the 4th drow to be.

[roll0]to hit,
[roll1]dmg

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS Side steps to the Northeast as the goblin misses placing him adjacent to the goblin. He places a hand on the goblins shoulder and attempts to violently shank the Goblin with his dagger.

([roll0] [roll1] damage)

[Andrew Markham]

The vicious struggle between the goblin and the gnome continues!

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS becoming frustrated with the hardy armor of the goblin screams out his song as he stabs at the goblin.

([roll0] [roll1] damage)

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula:

The goblin takes another hateful swipe at Ebon Nebula. Their mutual anger seems to pulse in time with the shaking of the floor.

Goblin vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

Osman:

The arena seems silent. Osman's shiruken disappears into the darkness. Moments pass without an audible sound. The area of darkness remains on the other side of the arena from Osman. It is again his turn.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS cuts low, trying to get around the goblins armor, as it seems hardier then it ought to be.

([roll0] [roll1] damage)

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula, showing his fatigue, overextends himself and hurts his arm. He takes 1 point of Strength damage.

The goblin attempts to take advantage of Ebon's overreach.

To hit: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

The goblin's short sword scratches Ebon Nebula's bloody armor, but does not harm him.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS gasps in pain as his arm over reaches, he tries to reverse his blade and turn it on the goblin.

([roll0] [roll1] damage)

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin strikes once more at the gnome, while their pulses beat in their ears and through the arena.

To hit: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS ducks underneath the Goblins blade and attempts a counter shank.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin attempts a counter-counter shank.

To hit: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

The goblin's short sword smashes against Ebon Nebula's living steel armor, breaking the tip of the weapon. The goblin has overreached, jumping up on one foot to regain his balance. He looks at the weapon in horror, then attempts to flee from the gnome by running 30 feet away from him.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS Laughs as the goblin turns to run. and swings with his dagger.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

The stench of fear from the goblin in the arena is palpable as Ebon Nebula plunges his dagger into the fleeing goblin's back. The goblin goes stiff, spits up blood, then falls onto his face with the dagger's hilt sticking up into the air.

Ebon Nebula looks up for the first time in a while and sees glowing red eyes near the ceiling of the massive cave. He can tell that a good number of them are focused on him. The pounding which he had little time to regard before is steady, and his performance instinct identifies it as an audience stomping its feet in support of a performance. Who they were rooting for is unclear, but what is clear is that Ebon Nebula is the victor.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS cannot help but feel the need to play, he grins, surely covered in the blood of his enemy, and himself. He changes, no longer playing for magical might, for the performance. He begins stalking around the room. Playing his loot, A flick of his hand, and black and red dancing lights fall behind him. He stalks around, dragging his feet through the blood in a strange dance. every so often with a striking of the chords, for a few seconds the Dancing lights would flash brilliantly and he would appear as some nightmarish fae. And in a flash he would be the gnome again. When his song came to an end, he stood in the Center, a circle of blood in the stone around him, reading.

"EBON NEBULA, THE ONCOMING STORM. REMEMBER IT"

[Andrew Markham]

There is silence in the arena, but the gazes are intent upon Ebon Nebula. He poses triumphantly, then pops out of existence.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman is pretty sure that he hasn't heard footsteps. He looses another shuriken in the same direction.

[roll0] to hit
[roll1] miss chance
[roll2] dmg

[Andrew Markham]

A crossbow bolt flies out from the darkness to attempt to hit Osman!

Drow vs Osman: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula appears with his back to the northern stone wall. In the middle of the room is an Ogre, a large creature, ravenously eating several large roasted pigs. Ebon Nebula looks down at himself and sees that his left arm, up to his elbow, is completely incorporeal. He tries to touch it with his other hand, but it phases right through. He can still wiggle his fingers, but they seem to be somewhere else.

The creature has not seen or acknowledged Ebon Nebula, and is engaged in eating as much as he can physically hold.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS smirks and begins to cast as soothing tones lift into the air. An almost visual lines of notes seem to float along the air until they reach the Ogre (Cast Lullaby, Will Save. DC 14)

[Andrew Markham]

(Cast Lullaby, Will Save. DC 14)

Will save: [roll0]

The ogre seems to ignore the ominous music completely, and continues eating.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS scowls at the thick headed Ogre. He begins again to try to make the giant beast drowsy enough to pass out.

(Cast Lullaby. DC 14 Wil Save)

[Andrew Markham]

Will save: [roll0]

The ogre begins swaying from side to side from drowsiness.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS does a fist pump into the air, and a groin thrust, jutting his chin forward. He moves his hand above his head as a translucent sphere with a frosty color appears above his hand. Little Z's dance inside as he then throws the sphere, causing it to burst across the Ogres Back. (Cast sleep, DC 15 Wil Save)

[Andrew Markham]

Will save: [roll0]

The ogre falls forward onto his face and begins snoring loudly. One of the roasted pigs is directly under his belly, but even his slightly searing flesh doesn't wake him.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS rushes over to the orge, Ina hurried fashion he pulls out his silk rope and begins tying the ogres hands to each other and to the Ogre's Feet. This being a horrible task, as he only has his teeth and his right hand to do so.

[Andrew Markham]

Knowing he has a time limit, Ebon Nebula rushes to entangle his enemy in ropes. Using one hand, both feet, and his teeth if necessary, he manages to wrap up the ogre's hands and feet in about 45 seconds. They are not the most secure bonds he is capable of, but they would be sufficient.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Watching the crossbow bolt fly by Osman follows the direction that it came from. He charges into the darkness with his rapier held diagonally in front of him. He relies heavily on his reflexes. The exact moment he feels contact on his rapier, he will lash out violently.

[roll0] to hit
[roll1] DMG
[roll2] blind luck....(miss chance)

[Andrew Markham]

(Osman, make a Perception check at -4)

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Disoriented and a bit confused, Osman listens for movement and looks around for any sign of his foes.

[roll0] perception to look around.
[roll1] perception to listen. (If allowed)

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS begins to sing of his great glories as he pulls out one of his daggers. He sings to give himself glory and confidence, because he was about to wake up the Sleeping ogre With a Coup De Grace.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula

Fort save against instant death: [roll0]

The ogre wakes up, drowsy and disoriented and spitting up blood. Ebon Nebula gets another turn.

Osman

Osman moves quickly into the darkness, following the track of the crossbow bolt. He feels contact very quickly after entering, and he lashes out with his rapier. He does not feel himself make contact. Osman hears a soft scraping of fabric against the floor from in front of him, and can surmise that his enemy has jumped back 5 feet. He hears the sound of something clattering to the floor. From his left, he hears movement of some kind, but can't quite make it out. Another crossbow bolt shoots towards Osman! (Osman is flat-footed and -2 AC due to blind, making his AC 13).

http://i1383.photobucket.com/albums/ah308/silversoul255/Osman2_zpsafd572ea.jpg

Drow 3 vs Osman: [roll1]
Potential Damage: [roll2]

A crossbow bolt sails past Osman. It seems to have come from somewhere to the northwest. It is Osman's turn.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS HOWLS his song out, to say he will win the day, even with a thousand cuts. He coup de graces again

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

The Ogre howls in pain as Ebon Nebula's dagger bites deeply into the Ogre's flesh.

Fort save vs instant death: [roll0]

If he survives, he will begin struggling against his bonds.

Str check vs ropes (+4 due to loose bonds): [roll1]

The ogre struggles mightily against his bonds, but is unable to break them.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS Shouts in Giant. his singing continuing as he coup de graces again.

"YOUR JUST A SACRIFICE NOW CLOSE YOUR EYES AND SAY GOOD NIGHT!"

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

The Ogre howls in pain and continues to struggle!

Fort save vs death: [roll0]
Str check to escape the ropes: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS scowls as the ogre still refuses to die. He pulls up the Dagger again and tries to finish the Ogre off.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman lunges forward, towards the sound of the cloth movement. 5ft step.
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula:

The ogre cries out as the bloody knife plunges into his flesh. He continues to strain against the durable silk rope.

Fort save vs death, DC 15: 1d20+6
Str check to break rope, DC 24: [roll0]

The bloody punctured Ogre simply refuses to die, and continues to struggle.

Osman:

Osman hears the sound of a crossbow being cranked from the northwest. Osman's blade lashes out and seems to strike nothing. Then a rapier comes out of the darkness from in front of Osman!

Drow 4 vs Osman, AC 13: [roll1]
Potential Damage: [roll2]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS howls out his song, blood splattering everywhere, as he continues to cut at the ogres Jugular. Coup de Grace.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Once again, Ebon Nebula plunges his knife into the ogre, attempting to take his life. The bleeding Ogre is very close to simply dying of his wounds, and his efforts to escape seem to be for not. Ebon Nebula can feel anger and frustration building in his chest as he thrusts the knife into the ogre again and again.

Fort save vs death: [roll0]
Str check: [roll1]

The Ogre finally succumbs to his multiple wounds and collapses. Ebon Nebula is left breathing heavily over a bloody mangled heap of ogre flesh. The ogre's bowels loosen, spraying excrement into the air away from Ebon Nebula. The arena smells like death and gore.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman cannot let himself become distracted by the crossbowman. He follows the rapier in the dark, seeking purchase in the wielder's flesh.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

The drow's rapier strikes at Osman once again, having deflected easily Osman's latest attack. Osman hears no sign of the other Drow for the moment.

Drow vs Osman: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS climbs atop the corpse and holds his dagger overhead.

"I AM EBON NEBULA THE ONCOMING STORM! REMEMBER ME!"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Not willing to give up, and knowing that even blinded in pure darkness he is still an even match for his fully sighted foes, Osman tracks the rapier back to its wielder.

[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula:

The sound of the gnome's voice echoes through the stone arena. He can feel that there are watching eyes upon him. He disappears.

Osman:

Quick as a snake, Osman lunges with his rapier. He imagines reaching under an opponent's guard and running him through, and is hardly surprised when he feels the rapier in his hand impact something, then slide back out through something wet. He hears a death rattle from in front of him, and the third drow falls dead at his feet. Suddenly another crossbow bolt flies in Osman's direction!

Drow vs Osman: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

As the bolt scratches Osman he turns toward the direction of the shot as if to catch a glimpse of the shooter.
[roll0] fort save.

Osman lifts the body fallen in front of him and draggs it forward until he finds the other fallen body. He removes his cloak and covers both bodies. He then lifts the rapier into the air.

[Andrew Markham]

The cloak is not sufficiently thick to block out the darkness, and it continues to leak through.

(Make a Perception check if you want info about enemy actions; otherwise it is your turn.)

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Unable to foil the drow's spell, Osman tries to get his bearings to move on the last drow.
perception.

With only a vague idea of where the crossbowman is, Osman rolls the body of drow #4 on top of drow #2 and lies next to them for cover. He then begins searching the bodies for vials that may contain poison.

[Roll]1d20+2 perception to feel pockets or pouches for vials etc.

[Andrew Markham]

Osman feels around on the Drow's bodies and finds two vials of some kind. He sniffs them and decides that they are poison of some kind. Osman's sharp ears don't hear any movement from the battlefield. There is no attack on his corpse fort.

It is your turn again. Make a Perception check for information about your surroundings.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman keys in on the footsteps of the last drow. He tips a shuriken with fluid from the drow's vial and then rolls to the other side of the stacked bodies, keeping the wall between himself and the drow's crossbow.

[Andrew Markham]

Osman holds his breath and waits, facing the direction where he last heard the Drow. The darkness from one of the spells lifts, causing the area to become merely dim again. In that moment, Osman sees the last drow 10 feet north of him, in front of the wall, and he levels his crossbow and shoots!

Drow vs Osman: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman ducks behind the bodies just in time to miss the incoming bolt. He then stands and hurls the shuriken at his attacker.
[roll0]
[roll1] + poison

[Andrew Markham]

The Drow hurriedly reloads his crossbow, then fires!

Drow vs Osman: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

Crit! Osman takes 3 damage total!

The crossbow bolt punctures Osman's armor, producing a moderate and messy wound. The bolt lodges in his upper left arm and won't come out.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman looks down at the wound, grits his teeth and says "I grow tired of this. Face me with your blade." (In common, so I doubt he understands it)

He then moves north to face the drow down. He draws in close and flicks his wrist, drawing an O on the drow's chest.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Osman's O isn't deep enough to be complete. Only the top half of the circle was slashed, for the Drow evaded the blow. He drops his crossbow to the ground (dropping is a free action), draws his rapier (move action), and the two warriors begin to clash blades violently.

Drow vs Osman: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

The dance has begun, Osman moves his torso as the drow's blade passes near, then answers with his own.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Osman skewers his last opponent, who falls to the ground in a heap. He has proven victorious over the four Drow!

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman pulls the bolt from his shoulder and holds it up. "They took away my eyes. So I have closed theirs. They made me bleed my own blood. Now they lie in theirs. They think themselves swift as shadows, but I... I am swift as death itself!"

He then looks over the bodies, collects his cloak and shurikens and inspects the drow rapiers to see if any are above average quality.

[Andrew Markham]

Before Osman can begin collecting objects, he disappears from the arena.

[Andrew Markham]

Ebon Nebula and Osman appear 15 feet away from the southern wall of a 100'x100' stone arena. They both look north and see the other wall of the arena. Confused, they wait a few moments, watching the area carefully. Two 5'x5' stone cubes rise from the floor on the other end of the arena. The fronts of the cubes fall forward, smashing into rubble on the floor, and revealing that each cube contains a figure on all fours. You hear a groan of misery come from the right cube, and the two figures begin crawling out of the shaded inside of their prisons. All you see from the left cube is a wild mane of silver fur, and from the right a small patch of black. As they emerge into the light of the arena, your perspective of them changes completely.

The figure on the left rises onto two legs and stretches cramped limbs, revealing a naked woman with dark tan skin. She stands at 5'9", and her muscles are well toned. She bears many scars and burns across her flesh. You have both met humans before, and this woman is very similar, except her skin seems to glisten in the light. What you saw as a mane of fur is a sticky matted length of silver hair flowing from her scalp. The woman glares in your direction, sizing you up, and you see she has striking amber eyes. Something in her appearance strikes a chord with Ebon Nebula (ENTOS, roll an Int or Knowledge check of your choice for specific info, and make a Spellcraft check.)

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The figure on the right, rather than rising, collapses to the floor, but he appears to be a human male with long jagged black hair. He is also naked. You hear his ragged breathing, and as his chest rises, you can see long lashes across his back.

A pile of weapons and armor appear in front of each of the two people. The woman looks down at the pile, then glares back up at you. Without a word, she picks up a battleaxe and a spiked heavy shield and takes a defensive stance in your direction. Her suit of spiked banded mail remains untouched at her feet. The man groans and you hear him say wearily in Common, "I can't do it. Not again."

The woman seems to be holding her stance, awaiting your response.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Perplexed, Osman takes a moment to survey the scene. He watches the behaviors of the two opponents trying to glean information from their communication and body language.

[roll0] diplomacy for gathering information.

Though not attacking Osman is not letting his guard down. (Full defense)

[roll1] Sense Motive (if allowed)

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS takes a moment to observe the female, almost struck by her. He walks in front of Osman and holds up a hand.

"Osman... give them a moment... When our foes arrive the four of us can face them."

He calls out to the Female.

"Don your armor Lady Knight of the Heavens, We shall fight the Beast they send together!"

[Andrew Markham]

The woman raises an eyebrow at Osman and Ebon Nebula, then begins hastily putting on her spiked banded mail. This takes approximately one minute. During this time, the man manages to pull himself into a sitting position. His naked front is similarly covered in cuts and burn marks. His dark brown eyes stare at the two warriors as he waits. He begins to shake with sobbing.

Finally the woman has donned her armor, and picked up several throwing axes from her pile of equipment. She walks over to the man sitting on the floor. They speak too quietly for the normal ear to hear. (Roll Perception if you try to listen in, DC 20) After speaking, the man bows his head. The woman straightens, takes up her battleaxe in two hands, and severs the man's head from his body!

As the head rolls off its shoulders, you can see a small smile on it, and a kind of peace in the eyes.

The silver-haired woman breathes deeply, sighs, and turns to face Osman and Ebon Nebula. "You say you have been promised a beast? That beast stands before you, for the forces of Hell have tried to train those who follow the gods to be their hounds," she pronounces in a voice which is tired but resolute.

Her eyes look at you with pity as she announces, "You are innocents caught up in the games of demons, devils, and daemon. Whatever they have promised you, I tell you it is not worth it." She sighs again. It sounds as if she has spoken these words many times. "Turn your back on the promises and stand against them, for you lie within the bowels of the Demonic Planes, and they work to corrupt all mortals within."

(Either of you may roll Sense Motive for more info)

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS seems a little shocked to see the mans head roll.

"These Devils work with words and law. They may enjoy the slaughter, but we have only fought evil and beasts. I have no desire, nor intent to fight one such as you. A beast was promised, not a warrior. If they have broken their word, it is their law they have broken, and I are not to be kept by it."

He looks to Osman.

"Do you still intend to fight?"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman responds to the warrior in front of him. "I was going to offer aid to your compatriot, and suggest something similar myself."[roll0] diplomacy

When questioned by Ebon, he responds. " I doubt we will have the luxury of not fighting. But until our hosts force the issue, my blade is stayed.

[Andrew Markham]

The silver-haired woman takes several steps towards you. Her eyes never waver as she says, "If that is your decision, then you must yield. You will lose, but they will not let you die until they are done with you. If I surrender, my soul itself is forfeit to them."

After a beat she continues, "I can aid you with knowledge. We can speak until the audience grows bored. We must move before then. I am Rialla, an Aasimar, Paladin of...well, it doesn't really matter anymore who I serve. Little of that matters in this place. I imagine you lost much of yourselves entering here. It happens that Paladins and Clerics are resistant to that loss from our ties to the gods. There is some little I can tell you, if we do so quickly. Will you trust me?"

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS moves toward her as well.

"Speak your mind, share what you will. I have lost nothing yet, but if you have some insight, Id listen. "

[Andrew Markham]

Rialla tenses and puts a hand on her weapon. Her face doesn't change accordingly as she responds, "Oh? You have not lost memories of yourself entering this place? You have not forgotten those you love or where you come from?"

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS stops for a second, his face going blank for a moment.

"Its hard to miss something you cant remember... Its loss... but the gravity of it all is without something to measure it against...But I know of what you speak. The past is gone, We have only now our future to look forward to."

He slowly begins playing, no true magic in it, just a gentle strumming to start with (perform [roll0]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Ebon, good idea. Continue to play to cover our discourse. Rialla, we would appreciate any information you can provide, and if possible we will try to free you from this prison as well. But in the meantime we might should provide them with a good show so no one grows suspicious."

Osman walks over and inspects Rialla's armor. He helps her straighten and tighten straps until the armor fits properly.

[Andrew Markham]

As Osman straightens her armor, Rialla looks at him intensely. "Thank you," she said grimly as he finishes. "We must make sure they are not suspicious. I hope you will understand." She bashes Osman in the face with her spiked shield!

Rialla vs Osman (single off-hand attack): [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1] Piercing damage

As Osman avoids the blow, she shouts in an angry voice, "Ask what questions you have! With haste!" She hefts her battleaxe and points it at Osman.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman responds in kind, "Are there others who would rise against these dark ones?" Maintaining a defensive posture he takes a swipe at Rialla.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS's music rises higher, pulling a steady beat to drive the heart beat.

"How did your soul become forfeit should you lose?"

[Andrew Markham]

Rialla easily dodges Osman's blow as she responds, "Unlikely. We divine servants are held close, and constantly tortured. The only escape is to surrender." She lunges at Osman as she shouts, "Not even death will free us!" She swings with her battleaxe, but twists the hilt at the last moment to strike with the flat of the blade.

Nonlethal attack vs Osman: [roll0]
Nonlethal damage: [roll1]

"We are not allowed to wander, so I know of no others. If we abandon our duty by refusing to fight or surrendering, they can claim our souls and turn us into monsters!" Her gaze turns sharp as she describes the fate of the Paladins and Clerics. "What else?!?"

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS scowls a little at the assimar.

"How did you come to be captured, how do you know your soul is forfeit, the one over there, I have yet to see him rise as a monster. "

He turns to where the crowd would be, unhappy with the turn of events.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Osman sidesteps. "Not even death? So, he is still trapped here somewhere?" Osman gestures to the other figure in a way that outwardly looks threatening. "With each challenge, they pit us against new foes. Perhaps we are the key to reaching others. How long have you been here?"

Osman swings once more.
[roll0] [roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Osman's attack is deflected by Rialla's heavy steel shield, and she steps back from the confrontation. She looks back at the decapitated body of her fellow prisoner. "He was ready to surrender. I killed him before he could. It was the only way to give him another chance. The demons and devils will laugh at the sight, and recapture his soul so he can fight again. Perhaps he will be stronger next time....but likely not." Her face is grim as he turns back to Osman and Ebon Nebula.

She closes her eyes and reaches out to her side as she continues, "Only my faith saves me, and allows me to remember the horrors I wish I could forget." A magnificent silver steed appears next to Rialla. She strokes its head as she explains, "The gods summoned their direct servants for war. I don't remember why, but I have a guess." Her amber eyes pierce Ebon Nebula's. "The demons, devils, and daemons should not be working together. I believe they allied, and invaded the mortal realm."

Rialla mounts her horse and holds up her battleaxe. "We waged war against the Underworld! I don't know if we won or lost, but my god was slain, and all bound to..her..were killed. They hold our souls, but we have our virtues! Only when our honor wanes can we be lost. Now attack me!"

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS Stops playing and frowns. He yells out at the demons, the daemons, and the devils, that he knows to be watching.

"THIS?! this is what you put up against us! us rising legends?! this is a joke you fools! You want struggle? you want suffering? find someone else. But if you want legendary battles using wit, might, acrobatics, and spell power, then give us three something else to fight. This is pathetic. Give us three a challenge, if not, I will make this the dullest, and worst fight you have ever seen! "

He puffs up his chest.

" I AM EBON NEBULA THE ONCOMING STORM! DO NOT THINK TO DO AS YOU WILL WITH ME! I AM AN ONCOMING STORM! YOU CANNOT CHAIN DOWN A STORM!"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

As Ebon shouts and distracts the crowd, Osman lowers his voice further. "I have an idea. We have met the one in charge here. A tenticled demonic mage. And he has given us the power to summon him. There are more of us here. If you should defeat us, we would then gather our numbers and demand a rematch against the two of you. Then summon the leader here and join forces against him. Perhaps if he falls the rest will scatter."

[Andrew Markham]

"IDIOT!" Rialla shouts at Ebon Nebula, cutting through his rantings. She drives her mount a few steps closer to him. "Demons feed on ruination!! Devils feed on your despair!! Daemons lurk to capture the souls of the dead!! They do not watch for the thrill of bloodsport, but the sin of the moment! They yearn to see a Paladin's fall, and your further fall into their clutches! They care nothing for fair fights!"

Rialla turns her mount on Osman. "You speak of a daemon, not a demon, but it doesn't matter. Bring any such before me and I will smite them! Now yield, before you bring the wrath of the Abyss down upon us!"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Still in the low tone, "He and I are building repute here. They will not grant us a rematch if we bend a knee in surrender. You know this to be true. You know what must be done."

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS Almost seems to ignore the Paladin. he calls out to the spectators.

"give me the.promised beast! give us three an ogre! or a lion! or a baby green Dragon! and I will forgo use of my weapons in this fight! you know a flame flickers brightest under adversity! give her some hope to take away!"

perform [roll0]

[Andrew Markham]

Rialla looks at Osman with hard eyes, but softly says, "You ask much of me, Vishkanya." Her gaze does not waver, but she says, "My soul can bear this weight, for the greater good."

Rialla shouts, "My goddess shall live again!" and charges her mount at Ebon Nebula! (+2 to hit, -2 AC)

Mounted charge vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential damage: [roll1]

(Using Ride-by Attack, Ebon Nebula does not gain an AoO)

The mount moves another 10 feet past Ebon Nebula, then turns around to face the two.

(Don't worry about initiative yet, you each get an action. Osman, you are within 30 feet.)

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

In order to keep up appearances, Osman charges the mounted paladin.
[roll0] [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS Falls to the ground patting at his chest and armor, his own blood upon him. She had dealt him a nearly killing blow, for the sake of her own soul. He stands up and begins to dance, his feet hitting the stone floor with a beat that seems to make Osmans Heart race. (inspire Courage +1) He seems to grow verbally quiet, unsatisfied with the audiences response.

[Andrew Markham]

(OOC: We're teleporting this combat to the Group Combat thread. Head over there for the tag team match. We'll be starting Reginald and Ebon Nebula's solo matches in this thread.)

[Andrew Markham]

Reginald:

Reginald appears in a 50'x50' stone arena. He is 10 feet north of the southern wall. 30 feet away is a giant weasel, making it a medium-sized creature. Roll initiative!

Giant Weasel: [roll1]

Ebon Nebula:

Ebon Nebula appears in a 50'x50' stone arena. Across the way from him appears a goblin dog, snarling and leaving saliva everywhere. Ebon Nebula reaches for his lute and his hand passes right through it. Although it is strapped to his back, it appears to be incorporeal. Roll initiative!

Goblin Dog: [roll3]

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin dog snarls at Ebon Nebula and charges forward, leaping into melee range! (Charging)

Goblin Dog vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS takes a step back from the snarling Beast. He begins to dance in front of the beast spinning to the left, darting to the right, bouncing back and forth. (Bardic Performance Inspire Courage +1) He pulls forth a Miners Pick as well as he grins.

"This Dog is just a Slob, got no job, cant even eat corn on the cob."

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin dog leaps back into melee range and snaps at Ebon Nebula again!

Goblin Dog vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

Ebon Nebula takes 5 damage!
(Make a Fort save)

[Treebeard]

Reginald looks at the creature incredulously

Initiative
[roll0]

[Andrew Markham]

The giant weasel moves into attack distance from Reginald and attempts to bite him with his rabid fangs.

Weasel vs Reginald: [roll0]
Potential damage: [roll1]

[Treebeard]

Reginald takes his new falchion and swings at the weasel "Take this, furry little beast!"

to hit

damage if hit
[roll] 2d4+2

[Andrew Markham]

Reginald deals a nearly fatal blow to the giant weasel! It staggers back, bleeding heavily on the floor. Some of its guts leak through the wounds. The creature takes one last opportunity to aggressively attack Reginald!

Weasel vs Reginald: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]
Grab: [roll2]

[Treebeard]

Reginald yells out as the weasel latches onto him and waves a hand out at it "Bastard"

concentration check
[roll0]
potential damage
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

The weasel attempts to continue grappling with Reginald.

Grapple roll: [roll0]
Bite damage: [roll1]

Reginald slips free from the grapple and regains his footing.

[Treebeard]

Glares at the weasel as he takes a five foot step back an holds out his hand "Take this, you filthy animal"

magic missile
[roll0]

[Andrew Markham]

Reginald's blast of eldritch power strikes the giant weasel, causing it to collapse. Victory!

Reginald raises his hands, and he disappears from the arena.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

Fort Save [roll0]

ENTOS Swings at the Goblin Dog Beast

[roll1] Attack
[roll2] Damage

He then Dances back away from the beast, doing a backflip to evade the beasts Teeth.

[roll3] Acrobatics/Dance vs CMD of Goblin Dog

[Andrew Markham]

A sharp sneeze at the wrong moment causes Ebon Nebula's weapon to miss its mark. He then does a very fancy backflip to escape the goblin dog's attack range. The goblin dog snarls and attacks Ebon Nebula once again!

Goblin Dog vs Ebon Nebula: [roll0]
Potential Damage: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS steps back out of the range of the creature, Raising his hand above his head as a Ball of sleepy energy. He tosses the sphere past the Goblin Dog to ensure he isnt caught in the blast. (cast sleep, Dc: 14 Wil save)

[Andrew Markham]

Will Save: [roll0]

The goblin dog ignores the lethargy of sleep and attacks Ebon Nebula once again.

Just in case:

Goblin Dog vs Ebon Nebula: [roll1]
Potential Damage: [roll2]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS Narrowly dodges out of the way and casts at the hound again, working to knock the dog out into slumber. He again casts his spell. (Casts Sleep, Wil Save 14)

[Andrew Markham]

Will save: [roll0]

The goblin dog stumbles forward and falls asleep on his face.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS hoots aloud as he pulls out his rope and using both hands he ties the Dogs feet and head down tight to prevent the dog from lashing out should his first strike not kill him. Using his Mining Pick he attempts to plunge it into the Dogs Neck and slay him for good! He continues to stamp his feet moving around the Dog in a little blood dance. (Coup De Grace)

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Fort save against death, DC 14: [roll0]

Str check to destroy bonds: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS dances with his Miners Pick, slinging blood all over the area, attempting to slosh what evers on the pick out to the audience, always looking to appease them, before driving his miners pick down upon his now helpless victim. (coup de grace)

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Andrew Markham]

Fort save vs death: [roll0]
Str check: [roll1]

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS laughs out loud to try and engourge the crowd with him. He dances amongst the blood for them.

[roll0] Perform Dance

HE then brings the Mining pick down again upon the Goblin Dog. (coup de grace)

[roll1]
[roll2]

[Andrew Markham]

Fort save vs death: [roll0]
Str check vs ropes: [roll1]

Ebon Nebula strikes deeply into the goblin dog with his pick. Its struggles cease, and its wounds explode with blood, actively spraying the entire area with it. The bard feels the crowd's approval spike. The creature is no longer able to resist against its bonds, but Ebon Nebula looks closely and sees some of its wounds beginning to seal over! He must act decisively or the creature will regenerate.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS frowns as he pulls out a torch with flint and steel to light a fire.

"Oh ho. you shall not steal a vistory from me! fire for you!"

once lit he touches the burning torch to the body to burn the wounds, being careful not to burn his rope.

[Andrew Markham]

The goblin dog's bloody flesh begins to sizzle and crackle, filling the gnome's nose with the smell of roasting meat. Some wounds have closed, but the flames manage to keep some of the larger ones open. They continue to gush blood for a time, then slowly leak down to a trickle. Ebon Nebula looks above him, and sees many red glowing eyes in the skies above watching him.

[Darius Vibrtrar]

ENTOS unties the beast, the blood spilling over its silk material, giving the appearance of bloody intestines as he re coils it. He smiles up to the eyes and winks.

"Ebon Nebula the Oncoming Storm. Remember me"