Celes flies into a beastial rage at the blows delivered by the spawn from hell. Her eyes go from clear blue to deep sapphire as her anger grew by the second. Celes slashes rapidly at the enemy standing before her. A few of her blows strike true, but the creature shrugs off some of the pain and retaliates on its own. In her rage, Celes fails to cover up her vital spots and both of the Demon Spawns claws dig and rip into Celes flesh causing blood to spill forth. Then the stinger was plunged into Celes' spine and Celes steels her nerves again for another dose of rancid venom coursing through her veins.
Why won't you foul beasts just die...
Celes groans in pain but pursues her attacker and lashes out with three more strikes of her blade in hopes they will be the fatal blows.
Attack 1
Damage 1
---------------
Attack 2
Damage 2
---------------
Attack haste
Damage haste
---------------
18 Damage
@Valterra
Dead
@Toryn
Dead
@Tryane
55 Damage
12 damage, and no fort save
------------------------------------------------
Dead (I'm letting Toryn over the difficult terrain)
------------------------------------------------
Dead
------------------------------------------------
0 damage and no fort save
AC is 22
HP 32
Celes in obvious pain from the claws, musters up the inner strength of her tribe to press forward and continue hacking away at the beasts
Attack 1
Damage
-------------------
Attack 2
Damage
-------------------
Attack haste
Damage
-------------------
Crit confirm on attack 2
Attack 2
Damage
-------------------
"Cold Iron? I thought that was for fae! Of all the weapons I don't have, it had to be the cheapest..."
Her lance blazing with silver fire, the Knight of the Cup lashes out at the...creature with her lance again.
for a possible piercing, silver, +1 magic, good and Smite damage bypassing all DR. Add 9 extra points if target is outsider as well.
for a possible piercing, silver, +1 magic, good and Smite damage bypassing all DR. Add 9 extra points if target is outsider as well.
for a possible piercing, silver, +1 magic, good and Smite damage bypassing all DR. Add 9 extra points if target is outsider as well.
Cooshee rears and lashes out with his hooves.
for a possible crush damage.
for a possible crush damage.
27 Damage
@Valterra
Dead
@Toryn
Dead
@Tryane
83 Damage
Toryn heads to assist Celes and the demon threatening her, weapons ready to strike.
Terra looking around suddenly starts freaking out Ohh crap their coming out if the ground , their all over me! get em off she yells as she keeps slapping herself trying to remove whatever it is that may be crawling all over her.
18 damage, and no fort save
------------------------------------------------
Dead
------------------------------------------------
Dead
------------------------------------------------
8 damage and no fort save
AC 22
EDIT: HP 15/96 (temp Con 16) after LoH healing
Winded and bleeding profusely, Celes pushes on with no regard for her own health or safety. She lashes out 3 more times, hoping to kill the foul beast before it kills her
Attack 1
Damage
----------------------------------
Attack 2
Damage
---------------------------------
Attack Haste
Damage
38 Damage
@Valterra
Dead
@Toryn
Dead
@Tryane
83 Damage
Seeing Ceres' battered form, Toryn reaches out and presses a hand to her shoulder, channeling healing energies through his palm.
From Blessing of Fervor, she selects
Her lance blazing with silver fire, the Knight of the Cup lashes out again.
for a possible piercing, silver, +1 magic, good and Smite damage bypassing all DR. Add 9 extra points if target is outsider as well.
for a possible piercing, silver, +1 magic, good and Smite damage bypassing all DR. Add 9 extra points if target is outsider as well.
... for a possible extra piercing, silver, +1 magic, good and Smite damage bypassing all DR. Add 18 extra points if target is outsider as well
for a possible piercing, silver, +1 magic, good and Smite damage bypassing all DR. Add 9 extra points if target is outsider as well.
Cooshee rears and lashes out with his hooves.
for a possible crush damage.
for a possible crush damage.
And it explodes with a blood blood shower of a 20ft radius.
The silver fire flickers out as her target dies messily. As Cooshee dances on the remains, Tryane swings around looking for another target, or a friend in need of healing.
Seeing the enemy drop in front of her, Celes Rose looks around for any other incoming demon spawn that wish to ruin the trip. Upon seeing the coast is clear, the blood boiling rage within Celes subsides. As her anger quells, Celes' muscles and stamina relax. As they do, Celes becomes weak, as her eyes roll into the back of her skull and she falls to the ground in a heap.
Current HP: -1/80
Tryane will ride skillfully over to Celes, hesitate, then dismount. She staggers as she lands due to her bad leg, then limps over to Celes using her lance as a crutch.
Stiffly kneeling down, she takes her chalice out and holds it up as she softly sings a prayer. The chalice quickly fills with a golden radience, which she pours into Cele's mouth.
Cure Critical Wounds for points of healing.
I meant 40 points of healing.
last round of confusion:
even though the battle has eneded terra continues to sit and babb;e incoherent words for abit until she finally regains control of herself.
She leaps up we showed them didn't we acting as iff the last couple of rounds of combat never occured.
Toryn lets out a long sigh as he relaxes, now that the beasts have been slain. He whistles once, and Seras bolts back towards the treeline. "I s'pose 'at could 'ave gone worse," he states, once again storing his maul on his back.
You continue on and get to your destination,
Their is a local tavern open and it's happy hour, and they also have beds their common room.
Terra goes in the tavern and finds a private table apparently upset at her "performance" at helping her friends coming into town. she is apparently doing all she can to restrain herself from ripping the stones out of the ground and adding some new windows.
can I get some stew and water
Celes Rose gasps for air as she feels her strength come back to her. He eyes open slowly looking to the iron clad man that helped her regain consciousness.
Thank you, I have never been fully aware of my own well being when my anger takes hold.
---------------
[i]Celes will walk into the bar, still feeling slightly groggy after the battle. She asks for a cold ale and will take a set with Valterra. You are a strong fighter, I would love the chance to spar with you sometime[/b]
I'm not much for sparring, I tend to get a but carried away. besides
Terra leans closer to avoid any prying ears
That dang creature hexed me or something took the fight right out of me.
she looks over at the others from the group
You repeat that fact to anyone I'll bury that pretty head in a boulder
Celes can tell Terra is trying to be tougher than she really is, still reelling from the embarassemnt of the confusion spell.
The Knight of the Cup rides up to the Tavern. She sits there for a moment, hesitating, before stiffly dismounting.
She staggers a moment, having landed on her bad leg, then leans heavily on her lance. She touches the heavy amulet on her chest, and her plate armor folds back, section by section from her body until it is compacted as part of the amulet. Revealed is a very beautiful woman in a plain but well made dress who hobbles into the Tavern on a bad leg, using her lance as a crutch.
She orders an ale, then goes and sits with the rest of the convoy. She greets them with a tired smile.
"Did anyone see what those things on the road were? I couldn't identify the species."
Sorry, I have no idea what those foul beasts were. I am not very knowledgeable in the otherworldly or about anything really. My upbringing was primarily a battle strewn chaos.
Mia:
"And what would you like to order?"
Tryane gives a grateful smile to Mia.
"Just something light for me. Some of your chicken soup if you please."
Mia:
"One chicken Soup, anything else?"
I will take an ale and a steak, thank you.
Mia:
"One chicken Soup, one ale and a steak,anything else?
And what Kind of ale, as we have a few, the Local, Ager's 11, and Dwarven."
Local ale sounds good
Just some stew and water for me thanks
Mia:
"One chicken Soup, one Local ale and a steak, and one Stew and water.
I'm be back with your orders in a moment."
The night goes by and morning comes.
The sun in shining brightly in the east with out a cloud in sight.
Tryane wakes refreshed. After her morning ablushions, she dresses and limps out to the courtyard where she holds up her chalice so that the first rays of the sun are caught in it, seeming to fill it to overflowing with glowing liquid. She then limps into the common room for breakfast.
While waiting, she tries to think of how far there is left to travel before reaching her destination.
But can't quite pin it down. Down that road a piece is all she knows.
Celes Rose wakes in the morning. Her bones acing from the beating she took not even a day earlier.
Ow, those beasts sure dealt me a stiff ass-kicking. I better be more cautious in the future, less I want to visit my ancestors early. I wonder how close we are to our final destination? No matter I guess, I will get there in one piece. I promised myself I would avenge those before me, and deliver my lands free from the demonic hordes which currently occupy it or die trying such as those brave warriors before me.
I am different though, not many have shared both aspects of their parents such as I. I am an outcast of sorts in my own tribe, but once I rid our lands of the evil horde, maybe I will have changed some minds.
After introspection, Celes will make her way downstairs. She will greet whoever is there, the pull up a seat at a table.
Miss, may I get an ale with a plate of ham and eggs if you could be so kind.
Terra went to bed early and wakes up after a fittful rest.
She staggers to the common room her hair a complete mess, dressed in a plain brown shirt and a ripped pair of pants and barefoot.
no even noticing the stairs turn part way down she walks straight in the wall.
Damn, Who changed the stairs!
She goes and takes a seat at a table something with beef, and milk
She then plops her head on the table and nearly falls asleep again at the table.
even during the caravan trip it seems pretty common knowledge terra is NOT a morning person. and everyone in the party has learned don't talk to her, being all chipper and perky in the morning it usually ends up bad.