DM Bigrin's Second Darkness (Inactive)

Game Master bigrin42

>_< *groan* I'll change that to staying put and casting another Acid Splash, then, if I may. Ranged touch attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 for 1d3 ⇒ 2 damage.

Anklebiter hisses when he sees the fate that has befallen Lefrik -- and by extension, Bruendor. He completely ignores the fact that his most recent attack completely missed the Drow; he whips a scroll out of its case and addresses Kelendra: "Please stand in front of me. It is bad thing I ask, but please, please shield me."

Without waiting for a reply, the Goblin starts droning the words written on the scroll. His eyelids lower as an expression of almost rapture slides over his branded face and his magic reaches outward... outward... beyond.

Anklebiter retrieves his last scroll of Summon Monster II and starts summoning an Octopus.

Kel hops forward shielding Anklebiter even as she calls upon the power of Desna to create a bridge of pure moonlight stretching to Lefrik's side and giving Bruendor a chance to avoid the water if he falls. "Grab the bridge Lefrik!"

Moonlight Bridge, 40' long, 10' wide, between I15 and O9 however that would fit in there

Holy crap! It's a killer whale! That's kind of awesome!

"Holy ... !" Calla whispers as her eyes get large.

"Maybe we do need to be a little more careful," she says ruefully as she gestures once more at the woman, bringing ill luck down on her head another time. "Calistria, take her!"

Divine retribution (Reflex DC 13 for half): 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Glad I can oblige :)

It is way better than a shark. ^^ I'm going to have to assume this cave somehow connects to the ocean... and it must be a pretty wide passage, too. Unless the evil Drow spellcaster summoned a fiendish orca, that is.

I don't know how I feel about that, Anklebiter. On the one hand, it's a fiendish orca. On the other, that's awfully damn metal.

As the last drow falls, Bruendor turns to congratulate Lefrik on their victory. He's puzzled as he watches his Ulfen friend blithely step off the platform and plummet into the water below. "Lefrik! What are you - oh." At last, he notes the chanting, and feels the bridge breaking beneath his feet. He scrambles for safety...

Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

...and tumbles a few feet away, sliding away from the shattered part of the bridge. His eyes widen as he sees the black fin breach the water's surface, and he's already moving when he sees the orca tear into Lefrik. "Kill the caster, you three! Lefrik, I'm coming!!!" He races across the platforms, leaping off and diving into the water behind the killer whale.

Okay, getting conflicting signals all around about getting to a bridge, out of the water, or sticking around now that a certain dwarf is in danger too ;)

As soon as Lefrik feels the water strike him, he starts to realize something is...off here. Then the Orca rises up, and if he weren't berserk, he'd grin at the sight. The sea wolves are admirable creatures to many Ulfen...but, of course, they're admirable because they're dangerous.

As it proves by taking a large and bloody chunk out of him!

When his dwarf friend dives in to aid him, Lefrik's rage and loyalties are in agreement: Fight back.

To hit Orca 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Dmg: 1d12 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Swim check if needed 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

A moonlight bridge joined the bank to the water near Lefrik as the barbarian struggled to hold his insides in, and not allow the orca to take any more of them. He slashed out at the killer whale and tore a large gash in its nose. The orca swam in a tight circle, coming up on the bleeding Lefrik and again biting into him, throwing him into the air. This time, it was the barbarian's right leg that exploded in pain and blood. It wouldn't take much more of this to completely incapacitate the warrior.

Bruendor landed with a splash beside the orca, glancing off its dorsal fin as he flailed through the air. The drow kept chanting, despite being hit by another chunk of falling timber, glaring at Calla the whole time. The inquisitor felt a command permeating her mind. A command to walk towards the drow and into the water.

Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

"You think you can control me, drow! Better than you have tried!" Calla snarls.

She quickly reloads her crossbow and fires again toward the woman.

+1 hand crossbow (point blank range): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 17
Damage(point blank range): 1d4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 1 = 6

Anklebiter finishes his chant, the magic words disappearing from his scroll in puffs of coloured smoke, and sags a little as the effort of summoning comes down on him like a leaden mantle.

"Stupid purple ears, scream and die," he squeaks, his voice rough and wobbling from tone to tone, "when you go down, no one will cry!"

Spellcraft to identify the Drow's spells: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Meanwhile, something is happening in the water. There is a swirl of light and colour in the depths, and something rises from the depths. Something with tentacles and round, googly eyes the colour of gold coins.
The celestial octopus cautiously eyes the ferocious orca -- and belches out a great cloud of ink, concealing both Lefrik and itself from sight to anything in the water.
With this initial cover in place, the Octopus immediately attacks the Orca, trying to latch onto it with beak and tentacles.

Anklebiter finishes casting Summon Monster II and summons a celestial Octopus to M13. It immediately releases its Ink Cloud as a free action to grant Lefrik concealment and hopefully confuse the Orca. The octopus then stealths over and attacks the Orca. Attack roll beak 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 for 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 damage and poison (Fort. save DC13 or 1 Str. damage) ... to indifferent results, unless the ink grants the Octopus some bonuses to its attack roll. Stealth 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (1) + 20 = 21, anyway. =.=; At least it's flanking with Bruendor. For now.

Bruendor surfaces next to the orca. The brackish water is clouded red with blood - blood from Lefrik, blood from the orca, blood from the drow. There was no time to lose - he stabbed at the great beast, shouting at it the whole time. "Stop eating him, you overgrown tuna, chew on something tougher!"

Did you take the flanking benefits into account when you rolled for attack?

If the answer is yes, then someone get Lefrik out of the water! >_<;

Kel rushes down the bridge, drops her crossbow at her feet, and grips Lefrik with a healing touch. "Climb Lefrik, take my hand!"

Cure Moderate Wounds: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 5) + 4 = 11

Hooray for Kelendra!

Lefrik takes Kel's hand and moves out of the water for the moment, grunting, "Sea Wolf... BIG...great honor to fight it. Not sure why I swam."[/B]

Move to get up, and Let's add to that a Renewed Vigor 1d8+3 Hp (1/day) (Ex) As a standard action while raging, you can heal yourself the listed amount.

1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

I did. Kinda wish I'd saved my Assault Leader for this beastie! Go healer girl!

...

Aw, crap, now I'm in the water next to it all by my lonesome!!! O.O;

Octopus: "There's gratitude. =.= It'll probably eat me first because I'm on an orca's natural menu... My only comfort is that I'll get sent back to the Celestial Oceans when I die... It won't dull the memories of being devoured, though..."

There was a scramble to get a badly injured Lefrik out of the water, as he and Kelendra used the moonlight bridge to great effect. The look of relief on Lefrik's face as the healing magics washed through him was palpable. In the water, Bruendor and the Octopus both struck out at the orca, doing no damage, but infuriating it. It snapped at the dwarf, but hte octopus ink cloud caused it to miss. Even so, Bruendor felt himself shoved roughly through the water.

Still glaring at Calla, the drow female gestured again and with a fizzle of arcane energies, the moonlight bridge dissolved, dumping Lefrik and Kelendra back into the water.

Bruendor begins to swear as the orca turns on him, but is cut short by taking in a mouthful of inky brackish water. He's amazed when the killer whale fails to tear into him, but he continues thrashing against the beast. Kel's in the water now, can't let her get eaten!

Thankful for the rock jutting from the water next to them, Kel creates another Moonlight Bridge anchored on the stone, this one starting three feet deep in the water and ascending directly to the floating drow.

Moonlight Bridge part 2, anchored on M11 and reaching to about H6, ramp o' Lefrik charging

Finding stable footing, Kel steps from the water drawing her morning star and grins at Lefrik. "Go get her Lefrik, lets see if she likes your style of fighting."

if Kel's move action after creating the bridge would allow her to move past the drow to J8, provoking AoO, then she'll do that to create flanking for Lefrik.

Don't forget bless everyone, since I think we're still working under that thanks to Kelendra...

Calla snarls as the bridge disappears and quickly reloads and fires again.

+1 hand crossbow (point blank range): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 14
Damage(point blank range): 1d4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3

Target depends on Lefrik; if he goes after the drow, I'll target the whale; otherwise, I remain focused on the drow.

Taking Kel's advice, a roaring Lefrik races towards the she-drow attempting to sever her head from her body.

To hit: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16
Dmg: 1d12 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

"Rats-bagging, scum-swilling...!" Anklebiter curses as the Drow spellcaster dumps even more of his friends in the water. "GRRAAAAHHH!! Stilla acida!"

Snarling his frustration, Anklebiter flicks his hand at the Drow female, firing a blot of acid right at her! After casting this modest spell, the Goblin backs up a step -- and then leaps across the stretch of water separating him from the next platform. His raggedy cloak flutters behind him -- and he nails the jump!

Casting acid splash. Ranged touch attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19 for 1d3 ⇒ 1 damage. Anklebiter follows this up with an Acrobatics check - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17 to move to I12 in a long jump, and moves to I10, ending his move and turn.

In the cold water, the octopus stubbornly attempts to either harm or distract the orca from attacking its summoner's comrades -- or perhaps it is something more basic. Here is an enemy, so the Octopus will attack it!

The octopus continues to flank with Bruendor and attacks! Bite 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 for 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 damage and poison. Fortitude save DC13 or suffer 1 Str. damage.

The ink cloud goes both ways. I'll roll the concealment for this round, high hits. Means no precision damage, but the crit should go through.

A sparkling bridge rose from the water to provide an avenue of both safety and attack as Kelendra huddled and tried not to attract the sea wolf's attention. Lefrik charged up the ramp and at the drow female, who smiled in anticipation as she removed a flail from her belt. The female drow dodged Lefrik's strike, and sent one of her own in return. Lefrik barely managed to parry, the heavy weighted heads of the flail nearly tearing his axe from his grip.

In the water, Bruendor tried to use the octopus to help bolster his attacks, but the inky water made it difficult to see the orca between them. He finally just stabbed into the water near the dorsal fin and was rewarded with the feel of meaty resistance. The beast turned to snap at him, and Bruendor felt its teeth rake across his torso, but the fine links of the chain shirt he wore turned the serrated daggers away.

On the shore, the team didn't know where to help. The inky cloud in the water all but obscured the combat there. On the moonlight bridge, Lefrik himself was blocking most of the angles of attack. Finally, Anklebiter just tossed in a pea-sized ball of acid, jut to try and help out, while Calla's hastily fired shot buried itself in the ink-blacked water to no visible effect.

Too close!, Bruendor thought as the orca's teeth caught on his chain shirt, and he somehow narrowly avoided death again. I can't see where to stab the beast in this ink cloud - I just need to last until Lefrik has killed the damn indigo!

Going total defense this round - my AC will be 22.

"Oh, for the love of..." Calla curses. "Beardless, get out of the bloody water and go kill the drow!"

Realizing the bow is doing little, Calla calls out to her goddess again, raising the wasp holy symbol around her neck and focusing on the orca.

Ear-piercing scream (DC 14 Fort for half and no daze): 2d6 ⇒ (4, 4) = 8

morning star in hand, Kel slips up the ramp to strike at the drow and hopefully provide an opening for Lefrik. will again try to get to J8 to provide flanking for Lefrik

morningstar: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

DM, I definitely moved to I10 last round... ^^; I'm going to assume I start from there.

Acrobatics 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Anklebiter scuttles forward, leaping off the edge of the rocky platform and onto the bridge below. With the planks swaying up and down below his clawed hands and feet, the little Wizard barks a familiar spell: "Exhalatio ignis ventique!" -- and he sneezes out a gout of flame and wind!

Anklebiter moves to I8 and casts Fire Sneeze. Reflex save DC15 to halve 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8 fire damage on the drow spellcaster's part. If she fails the Reflex save, she has to make a DC12 Fortitude save to avoid falling prone.

And also, Lefrik now gains flanking benefits. ;) ... I think.

In the ink-blackened waters, the Octopus lashes out at the Orca again, its beak gnashing for flesh.

Attack roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 for 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 damage, poison Fortitude save DC13 or 1 Str. damage. Miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 55

Lefrik attempts to shift so friends can get by, and slashes again at the indigo skinned wench that tried to take his beloved axe away.

To hit: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30 +2 if a flank allowed by Kel's help
Dmg: 1d12 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21

"Die witch!"

Anklebiter, I think I have said at least once that I10 is 40+ feet above the water. You cannot jump that high, no matter how many times you post it :) I will happily let you run around the bridges if you like.

My apologies everyone, I posted the wrong map. Your actions are all good (except Anklebiter's, as above)

Anklebiter, who had been trying to get to Lefrik, finally managed to run up one of the ramps and jump off onto the moonlight bridge. Fiery globules sprayed from his nose and showered the drow woman, who flinched back in disgust and pain. Her distraction cost her dearly as Lefrik cleaved through her with his axe. The body fell to the surface of the water, the liquid holding is as firmly as stone for a few moments before the drow's magics began to fade. The body began to slip under the surface, slowly at first, then faster as physics reasserted its grip.

In the water, the orca slapped the water with its tail, trying to clear the water. The octopus latched on with its sharp beak, drawing a vicious attack from the orca, but once more the ink saved the small creature, and the orca did not manage to connect.

Urk... >_< Sorry... so, so sorry...

Cackling, Anklebiter made an about-turn and sighted on what he could see of the orca -- namely, its tail, slapping the water. The Goblin inhaled deeply, then sneezed powerfully, fire and wind enveloping the predatory dolphin-kin or at least heating the water around it!

At the same time, there is a swirling and brightening in the water, accompanied by a descending note; the celestial Octopus, the terms of its summoning completed, is returning to its home plane...!

Anklebiter moves to M11 and sneezes on the Orca. Reflex save DC15 to halve 2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10 fire damage. Failed save provokes Fortitude save DC12 or fall prone -- although I am not ... quite ... sure how that would work in the water. ^^;

That scroll was only good for 3 rounds, so... Bye-bye, Ms. Octopus! At least we have your ink to remember you by.

Need a DC 22 caster level check to see if the fire spell works in the water.

Caster level check 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13. That's a nope. ^^; I thought I'd aim for the bits sticking out of the water, but oh well... Maybe it'll distract him from Bruendor for a bit.

Lefrik looks to reclaim the javelin he threw earlier Which maybe all he can do this round

look: 1d100 ⇒ 33 do you see it? No you do not. Likely in the water.

"Grab the body and get out of the water!" Calla yells to her companions as she again casts her spell at the killer whale.

Ear-piercing scream (DC 14 Fort for half and no daze): 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7

Reacting at Calla's demand without thinking, Kel lunges toward the sinking body hoping to drag it back onto the bridge.

CMB check?: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Ignore the descriptive text here. The body is sunk. Armor will do that in water.

Stupid descriptive text! OK, kill the whale so we can get our loot back! :)

The body vanishing into the black water before she can lunge toward it, Kel grips her morningstar and waits to strike at the finned beast when it inevitably bursts from the water with a mouth full of sharp teeth. I know it's an orca, but I keep imaging the poster for Jaws

Jaws? Jaws? Phooey to Jaws! :p All hail CA2!

Bruendor continues to defend himself against the orca, swimming towards Kel's ephemeral bridge. "Lefrik, kill this thing before I'm fish food!"

Since the octopus has created total concealment in the water, I should be able to move towards the bridge without incurring an AoO. If that's the case, then I'm definitely doing that while in total defense. Otherwise, I'm just in total defense and treading water until I have a good shot at killing it again.

Swim: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Lefrik grumbled, well, growled more likely, "Lefrik get out of the water, Lefrik get in the water..."

Does the bridge dip into the water so he can have more solid footing as he slashes?

"Lefrik get Bruendor out of water?" Anklebiter suggests.

Lefrik tries to latch onto Brue and get him out of the water to safety.

Not sure what I should roll for that... is it automatic as I doubt he'll be wanting to dodge Lefrik?

Some cinematics here

As Bruendor strokes through the inky water, Lefrik slid down the moonlight bridge and reached out to grab the dwarf. The two locked wrists, and with a mighty heave Lefrik pulled the dwarf clear of the water. The two grinned at each other, though both were covered in blood diluted with inky sea water. Then, Bruendor saw Lefrik's eyes go wide. The dwarf turned as Kelendra screamed a warning.

The eight-ton orca breached the surface of the water with the speed of a bird in flight and slammed onto the bridge. Its sleek body knocked aside all who were using the bridge for support, sending everyone tumbling back into the water. Kelendra, who had been readying herself for a strike, never even got the chance as the huge creature crashed into her and sent her flying, along with the others. From the shore, Calla could only watch in horror as the orca bowled her companions over like blades of grass against the thresher.

Swim check 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (9) - 1 = 8. So I don't sink, but I don't move, either. That's special. >_<;

Goblins are fearless. Everyone knows this. Goblins are fearless to the point of insanity. But the trick is, Goblins are fearless like that because they do not really believe they can die; they have enormous amounts of confidence. As soon as a Goblin is actually injured in battle, a great many of them just scream and run from the battlefield.

Anklebiter is unlike many Goblins in that he is keenly aware that he might die. He has learned to deal with the fear by preparing as best he may.

There is no way to prepare for a giant aquatic mammal suddenly lunging out of the depths and smashing apart the bridge you are standing on. Even while he is bobbing to the surface, Anklebiter passes from relief through shrieking terror into some cold, tranquil überfear landscape beyond. Everything seems to be moving with the slow clarity of drifting snowflakes.

'I am in the water with a big meat-eater,' Anklebiter thinks, his thoughts apparently moving with the grace of glaciers. 'It is bigger than me, stronger than me, and actually born to live in the water. My friends are here with me, but none of them is born to live in the water. Maybe I should scream now. Screaming would feel good.'

Then Anklebiter notices who is closest to him in the water: Kelendra.

The glacial landscape of terror trembles and shatters. Spluttering, Anklebiter latches onto the Half-Elf and tries to push her behind him while he chants Words of Power: "Scutum superiorum tollo!" A shimmering oval of force appears before the Goblin, and he grimly wills it between him and the rampaging orca!

Anklebiter casts Extended Shield and tries to manoeuvre himself between Kelendra and the killer whale.

While Anklebiter struggles with his fear, Minky has no such problems. Shrieking, she clambers to the top of her Wizard's head and executes a daring leap for safety!

Acrobatics 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21 and Climb if necessary: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11. Note Minky is trying to leap away from where she last saw the big black-and-white killing thing and towards anything that looks like terra firma within her reach.

Lefrik is forced to change tactics, taking his great axe and slashing at the Orca with it. This beast wants them dead it seems, greedy thing. It's not as bright as most sea wolves he's heard of, but it certainly is just as deadly.

To hit: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Dmg: 1d12 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21

Swim if needed 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

Can I tell if my spells are having any effect? Is it thrashing or anything? It doesn't seem like it's making saves... If not, I'll use my bow this round instead...

Calla grinds her teeth as she sees her companions end up back in the water.

"By Calistria's sting, I'm not hauling all of your bodies back to Riddleport or even Zincher's camp on my own," she mutters as she casts a now-familiar spell for a third time at the whale.

Ear-piercing scream (DC 14 Fort for half and no daze): 2d6 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4