Feral ignores the mad dash for the fleeing cultist and continues his efforts at turning skeletons into little more than dust. His heavy, clawed hands crash down onto the skeletons from on high, each strike accompanied by a savage roar.
HP: 64/67 // 5 nonlethal
AC: 23 (10 T / 22 FF) (14 vs incorporeal touch)
CMD: 24
F/R/W: +10/+9/+7
Mutate used: 0/2
Prepared Mutagen: Strength (darkvision, scent) [X]
Spontaneous Healing used: 5/35hp
Enhanced Potions used: 1/3
Hero Points used: 1/3
Prepared 1st Level Extracts (3+1): cure light wounds [ ], enlarge person [X], shield [X] [ ], open [ ]
Prepared 2nd Level Extracts (3+1): ablative barrier [X], alchemical allocation [X], barkskin [X], false life [X]
Prepared 3rd Level Extracts (1+1): displacement [ ] [ ]
Ongoing Effects
ablative barrier (7 hours): 20/35 hp converted, +2 armor (force)
barkskin (70 minutes): +4 natural armor
heroism (70 minutes): +2 morale bonus on attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
enlarge person (4/7 minutes):+2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 AC (size), -1 to hit, 10ft reach
good hope (5/8 minutes): +2 morale bonus on damage rolls, attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
power attack: -2/+4
B'yelka moves to stay with Anton as the others rush off after the fleeing cultist.
Janos charges at the cultist, intent on catching him before he is able to flee. The half-elf barrels at the man with his sword low, driving it at him.
Seeing his arrow strike home, Anton moves to a position where he will have another clear shot and repeats his tactic. "Chase him down, don't let him warn the others!"
Drosil makes his way toward the cultist, but has to step around Feral; the slight detour forces him to stop short of attacking.
Feral rushes towards the cultist and bites him.
B'yelka moves to stay with Anton as the others rush off after the fleeing cultist.
Janos charges at the cultist, intent on catching him before he is able to flee. The half-elf barrels at the man with his sword low, driving it at him, and through him. The cultist dies with a strange gurgle.
In the shadow of a crumbing tower lies a barren swath of muddy red earth that likely once served as the town square. A large trench has been excavated in the center of the square, and a confusing jumble of half-unearthed bones jut from its churned earth.
Next to the pit, the Five spot two more robed cultists trying to herd a dozen skeletons into some kind of formation. They are busy enough that they don't notice the Five watching them from the ruined building across the square.
Whispering, the paladin says:
I can't make it out from here, Janos can you see what they are doing in that pit?
He surveys the scene carefully before adding;
We won't be able to sneak past them. We can hit them hard and fast before they expect it but we will draw whatever is left of them in this village so we will have to dig in for a tough fight. I say we do it.
"I can't quite see. There are bones in the pit...Oh gods, maybe they dug up some bodies? Maybe those skeletons are from the pit." Janos spits on the ground, trying to get the distasteful image out of his head.
"Anton, I think those two cultists are yours. Send the arrows fast. Drosil, Feral, and I will move up to the inevitable rush of skeletons. Spread out so they can't surround us easily, but don't go too far to get enveloped. It'll be a slog, but we have to give Anton time to finish off the necromancers." He looks at the Fletching and the werewolf and nods. "B, a little song to dance by should make this more enjoyable." He winks at her.
I don't have a clear shot with all those skeletons around them. the paladin shakes his head. But if B'yelka has some trick up her sleeve to take out a group in front of them and clear the way, aye I'll feather them.
"I have nothing that will return the skeletons to their rest."
Not to worry my lady. Anton says, reaching into his quiver. Feral, as the biggest target here they are likely to swarm you, think you can handle that? he adds with a smile.
Feral grins with dark glee, "Oh, I can handle them." The towering wolf takes one thunderous step forward, ready to surge across the intervening span once Anton's arrows have been loosed.
HP: 64/67 // 5 nonlethal
AC: 23 (10 T / 22 FF) (14 vs incorporeal touch)
CMD: 24
F/R/W: +10/+9/+7
Mutate used: 0/2
Prepared Mutagen: Strength (darkvision, scent) [X]
Spontaneous Healing used: 5/35hp
Enhanced Potions used: 1/3
Hero Points used: 1/3
Prepared 1st Level Extracts (3+1): cure light wounds [ ], enlarge person [X], shield [X] [ ], open [ ]
Prepared 2nd Level Extracts (3+1): ablative barrier [X], alchemical allocation [X], barkskin [X], false life [X]
Prepared 3rd Level Extracts (1+1): displacement [ ] [ ]
Ongoing Effects
ablative barrier (7 hours): 20/35 hp converted, +2 armor (force)
barkskin (70 minutes): +4 natural armor
heroism (70 minutes): +2 morale bonus on attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
enlarge person (5/7 minutes):+2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 AC (size), -1 to hit, 10ft reach
good hope (6/8 minutes): +2 morale bonus on damage rolls, attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
"Wait a moment. I may not have magic to end them, but I do have magic so it's easy for you all to do so."
"Let the ones that can get as close as their padded feet can get them. They should not spot Janos and Drosil, but if they get suspicious, I will let them know that, yes, they did hear something." B'yelka casts Invisibility on both Janos and Drosil.
"Anton, Feral do your work on the signal. Janos, we won't be able to see you so if you can give a shout ass you begin to move I can strengthen our arms in time for you to make this fast. Feral, you will hit them as they surge around Drosil and Janos. With Anton and I back this far, we will see if any others approach and give you warning."
As the boys get ready B'yelka wracks her brain for just the right piece to ensure their success. Ah! Yes of course...
As the soft crunching of fades into the distance, B'yeka casts an obfuscating spell on herself, Vanish She then waits as the two invisible warriors close on the enemy. As soon as Janos gives the signal she begins singing.
Έρθουν και να παίξουν ένα παιχνίδι μαζί μου
είναι στρατηγικής πολέμου
σχετικά με το πεδίο της μάχης απόψε
βασιλιάδες και βασίλισσες, πλάι-πλάι
Δείτε τα στρατεύματα σταθεί στη γραμμή
αν χάσετε, είστε ορυχείο
πρόσωπο με πρόσωπο, μαύρο και άσπρο
ουρλιάζοντας δυνατά για βασιλοκτονία!
Πιόνι από πιόνι - δείτε τους πέφτουν
βασίλισσα του αίματος - τα παίρνει όλα
φιλί του ιππότη - μπριζόλα κεφάλι του
όλοι οι πύργοι - πέφτοντας νεκρός
Μυρωδιά του μελιού, τη μυρωδιά του τριαντάφυλλου
τώρα βασίλισσα σας έρχεται κοντά
αλλά απόψε ότι είναι δικό μου
σπάσει την καρδιά της, να σπάσει τη σπονδυλική στήλη της
Το μόνο που θέλω είναι το στεφάνι σου
όταν το βασίλειο σας κατεβαίνει
πρόσωπο με πρόσωπο, μαύρο και άσπρο
ουρλιάζοντας δυνατά για βασιλοκτονία!
Πιόνι από πιόνι - δείτε τους πέφτουν
βασίλισσα του αίματος - τα παίρνει όλα
φιλί του ιππότη - μπριζόλα κεφάλι του
όλοι οι πύργοι - πέφτοντας νεκρός
Queen συναντά βασιλιά - αυτό είναι το τέλος
δείτε το στιλέτο - στο χέρι της
με ένα χαμόγελο - σφραγίζει τη μοίρα σας
τέλος του παιχνιδιού - ελέγξτε σύντροφο
"Regicide" In Strict Confidence
Come and play a game with me
it is warfare strategy
on the battlefield tonight
kings and queens, side by side
See the armies stand in line
if you lose, you are mine
face to face, black and white
screaming loud for regicide!
Pawn by pawn - see them fall
queen of blood - takes them all
kiss the knight - chop his head
all the rooks - tumbling dead
Smell of honey, smell of rose
now your queen is coming close
but tonight she is mine
break her heart, break her spine
All I want is your crown
when your kingdom's coming down
face to face, black and white
screaming loud for regicide!
Pawn by pawn - see them fall
queen of blood - takes them all
kiss the knight - chop his head
all the rooks - tumbling dead
Queen meets king - that's the end
see the dagger - in her hand
with a smile - seals your fate
end of game - check mate!
Drosil nods at B'yelka's plan and readies himself to approach stealthily, rapier held at the ready.
With a nod, and nothing more to say, Anton breaks cover and starts loosing volley after volley into the crowd of skeletons.
Bab=8
Dex=4
Longbow=1
Weapon bond=2
Inspire=2
Good hope=2
Rapid shot=-2
Deadly aim=-3
+14/+14/+9
Damage
Str=2
DA=6
Longbow=1
Weapon bond=2
Good hope=2
Inspire=2
Total of 15
and
and
and
As soon as Anton's arrows whistle free from his bow, the towering form of Feral bounds across the intervening field between the Five and the cultists and their skeletons. As he rushes forward, he uses his arms almost as often as his legs, churning up the damp, clotted dirt behind him in dark clumps.
He arrives with a frightful roar and a series of thunderous, overhand blows as he tries to shatter any remaining skeletons into dust.
HP: 64/67 // 5 nonlethal
AC: 23 (10 T / 22 FF) (14 vs incorporeal touch)
CMD: 24
F/R/W: +10/+9/+7
Mutate used: 0/2
Prepared Mutagen: Strength (darkvision, scent) [X]
Spontaneous Healing used: 5/35hp
Enhanced Potions used: 1/3
Hero Points used: 1/3
Prepared 1st Level Extracts (3+1): cure light wounds [ ], enlarge person [X], shield [X] [ ], open [ ]
Prepared 2nd Level Extracts (3+1): ablative barrier [X], alchemical allocation [X], barkskin [X], false life [X]
Prepared 3rd Level Extracts (1+1): displacement [ ] [ ]
Ongoing Effects
ablative barrier (7 hours): 20/35 hp converted, +2 armor (force)
barkskin (70 minutes): +4 natural armor
heroism (70 minutes): +2 morale bonus on attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
enlarge person (5/7 minutes):+2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 AC (size), -1 to hit, 10ft reach
good hope (6/8 minutes): +2 morale bonus on damage rolls, attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
inspire courage: +2/+2
power attack: -2/+4
Drosil advances as well, keeping pace with Feral. When he reaches the group of skeletons, his blade flashes in and out, trying to pierce the hard bones with his thin blade.
The fight is over in a matter of seconds. Almost before the skeletons or cultists can react they are torn to shreds by a hail of Anton's arrows and the attention of the boys.
Janos hardly gets across the field by the time Feral, Drosil, and Anton have torn apart the skeletons and killed the cultists. "Well...Remind me never to turn on you four." He eyes Feral for a moment.
The Ranger goes to inspect the pit of bones and the cultists' corpses to see if there's anything that can be learned.
Hurry Janos. Anton says breathlessly as he scans the ruins of the buildings all around them. There could be more any second.
In the post battle silence, B'yelka listens for any clue as to where the rest of the Way cultists are.
Janos found a lot of bones and bone fragments as well as the cultists robes and scythes, but nothing of great use.
Anton eyes the tower warily.
I don't know if our quarry lies in there, but I think from now on we should hold nothing back.
He whispers a prayer to Desna.
Let's finish what we started.
Feral chuckles. "Heh. Who's been holding back? Hehh hehhh haaaah." Eyes flashing as he looks to the nearby tower, he slams his heavy fists into the dirt with a throaty growl before bounding off toward the structure.
Fer-! Anton sighs and rushes after the werewolf.
Janos quickly casts a spell and then begins running after Feral. The Ranger seems much faster over the grass than before. "Feral! Don't get ahead of us!"
Drosil, too, mutters something under his breath as he dashes after the werewolf, rapier drawn.
Overlooking the town square stand the battered remnants of what must have once been an impressive tower. Now only the tower’s ground floor and half of its second floor still stand, and catapult balls lie scattered about the piles of broken stone and masonry at the tower’s base. Of the top of the tower, only a jagged crest of stone remains; the tower’s roof has been ripped off, and much of the rear portion lies buried in rubble. Remarkably, a pair of massive stone doors still hangs within the
entrance of the tower’s battered facade.
Anton braces his shoulder against the doors and give a shove, though to no avail.
Feral pushes Anton aside as the Desnan struggles against the door. "Allow me. Heh heh haaaah." He draws his enlarged mace as he chuckles, and with a gleam in his eye, he brings the massive weapon crashing into the door, blasting it off its hinges with the second swing.
Eight skeletal archers appear at the rim of the tower above and fire down onto Feral.
Anton:
Drosil:
B'Yelka:
Dantrian:
Janos:
Monster:
Party 15.4
Skellies 12.5
As the arrows start raining down, Anton shouts to Feral;
They don't want us in here, so this is where we want to be! Get the doors open Feral, we'll cover you!
With that, he reaches into his efficient quiver for blunted arrows and sends his own volley back up in retun.
Bab=8
Dex=4
PBS=1
Longbow=1
Weapon bond=2
Divine Favor=2
Rapid shot=-2
Deadly aim=-3
+13/13/8
Damage
Str=2
DA=6
PBS=1
Divine Favor=2
Longbow=1
Weapon bond=2
Total of 14
Janos begins to draw his bow when he realizes that unlike Anton, he has no blunted arrows. He growls. "My arrows will make little effect, Anton!" He races across the field, following Feral to the door. The Ranger holds his shield high, trying to reach the werewolf and protect him.
As the skeletons open fire, Feral looses a throaty roar as he brings his mace crashing into the already buckling door a second time. And though several of the arrows find his flesh, they bounce off leaving little other than bruising behind. Kicking the bits of door out of the way with a gravelly laugh, he waves B'yelka, Janos, and Drosil through into the tower.
HP: 67/67 // 9 nonlethal
AC: 23 (10 T / 22 FF) (14 vs incorporeal touch)
CMD: 24
F/R/W: +10/+9/+7
Mutate used: 0/2
Prepared Mutagen: Strength (darkvision, scent) [X]
Spontaneous Healing used: 10/35hp
Enhanced Potions used: 1/3
Hero Points used: 1/3
Prepared 1st Level Extracts (3+1): cure light wounds [ ], enlarge person [X], shield [X] [ ], open [ ]
Prepared 2nd Level Extracts (3+1): ablative barrier [X], alchemical allocation [X], barkskin [X], false life [X]
Prepared 3rd Level Extracts (1+1): displacement [ ] [ ]
Ongoing Effects
ablative barrier (7 hours): 29/35 hp converted, +2 armor (force)
barkskin (70 minutes): +4 natural armor
heroism (70 minutes): +2 morale bonus on attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
enlarge person (6/7 minutes):+2 Str, -2 Dex, -1 AC (size), -1 to hit, 10ft reach
good hope (7/8 minutes): +2 morale bonus on damage rolls, attack rolls, saves, and skill checks
power attack: -2/+4
Janos runs up with the full intention to help shield Feral, only to realize the werewolf's massive size as he steps next to him. "Oh right, I guess I can't-" He looks up at the archers and holds the shield over himself. "Hurry, Feral! Break it down!"