DM NomadSage's Jade Regent - Night of Frozen Shadows (Inactive)

Game Master nomadicc

Round 4
HP:13/35 (before Harlan's heal)
AC: 19 (17 after cleave)
Status: Blind, bless, inspired, sun metal

Parity feels the impending throng, grit his teeth and shoots multi-colore light out of the end of his sword hitting the max number of folks.

Standard: cast color spray DC: 14 (think it hits 4 targets with a 15 foot range, step back 5 feet if necessary to hit more. Cleave penalty ends this round.

Defensive cast concentration DC16: 1d20 + 3 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 4 + 4 = 29

Argh! It did it again! 3 rd time trying to get this round off!

5' step to left of Heng

Concentration :1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12 Fail

Attack :1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Spell Ranged Touch (acid): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3

Mal- I stepped back to close ranks with you and Harlan. No need to step up.

Round Four

Heng continues to keep up a quick-paced attack to push back the numerous raiders while stepping back into the others. Harlan moves between Heng and Parity while brushing a healing hand over Parity's back, partially staunching his numerous wounds.

The raiders press in closer, continuing their brutal assault. Through sheer skill and a little luck, they only land a couple of glancing blows in the exchange, but now have the group almost completely surrounded.

Parity shifts back to gain a little space, stepping into the campfire while casting a quick incantation; a moment later, a blast of scintillating colors hits three of the raiders full on... all three are immediately knocked unconcious. Malnival and Maeve continue to fight, but don't make any meaningful hits.

Mal's stated movement is blocked by Heng. Need a DC 13 Ref save from Parity to avoid 2d4 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4 fire damage from the campfire. Actions for R5? (hopefully I can pick up the pace here...)

Raiders vs Caravan: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25; Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (6, 4) + 5 = 15
Caravan vs Raiders: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21; Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

The melee rages on in the misty darkness. You hear the cry of someone in pain, though you aren't sure if its friend or foe. Ameiko shouts a taunting curse, her voice laughing in the fray. A loud crunch of splintering wood betells the fate of one of the wagons.

Round 5

Maeve keeps on her defensive stance, spinning around wildly while looking for a good chance to hit.

AC: 15, HP 31/31, Performance 7/11. Same actions as before.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 16
Damage 1: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 7
Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 100

Attack 2: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 3
Damage 2: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 7
Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 10

Initiative: Heng [R], Harlan [15], raiders [10], Parity [7], Maeve [6], Malnival [5]

Round 5
Heng- AC 17, hp 13/37, Ki 1/6, Stun 1/4

Heng lowers his guard for a ferocious burst of attacks on the raiders as they press forward.
Ki for extra flurry. Stun on #8.

flurry v. #3 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 10
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 28
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 + (5) = 16

flurry v. #2 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 25
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 6
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 + (1) = 9

flurry v. #8 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 12
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 93
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 + (4) = 12

le sigh

Round 5
HP: 14/35
AC: 19
Status: Blind, bless, inspired, sun metal, chaincloth cloak

Reflext save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"Doing a bit of the heavy lifting here folks, could use some help!" Parity shouts out between gasps for air, "Harlan, step away from what sounds like a wall of badness and behind me, if you please.

Move:5-foot step (see below), Standard: Cleave attempt, Swift: Arcane Strike, Free: Power Attack

Parity's movement depends on where the raiders and Harlan move, but the goal is to step somewhere where there are 2 adjacent opponents for a cleave.

Round 7 Init 15

Harlan steps back and channels.

5' step to between Heng and Raider 15. Channel for 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8 excluding 4 injured raider.

"Doing a bit of the heavy lifting here folks, could use some help!"

talk to the dicebot ; P

hp 21/37

Round 4

Concentration: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 1 = 26

Scimitar Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 1 = 8

Shocking Grasp Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 23[/dice]

Damage: 1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 1 = 10
Shocking grasp damage: 4d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 5, 3) = 15

Round Six

Heng continues to fight, using his ki energy to enter a blur of lightning attacks, but the raider's block and dodge to avoid them. One of the Ulfen laughs at the monk, belittling his woeful hapless attempts in Skald. Harlan keeps moving back while delivering a burst of healing energy to his companions.

Even with a few down and three ensorceled, the Ulfen press the fight. One keeps after Harlan, even in his retreat, but only lands a harmless clip off his armor. Maeve fends off one attacker, but then gets a cut across the back as a second moves in to flank. Heng and Parity take glancing hits as well.

Parity moves intbetween two of the raiders, slicing one down with a single, mortal strike, then spinning to hit the other, unfortunately misjudging the second attack. Malnival hits and drops another raider with a spell-infused scimitar strike, and Maeve slams her original foe with a strong kick, though he shakes it off and keeps fighting.

No map update right now, but I'll put one out later. Changes are R8 is where Harlan was, R11 is dead, R9 is dead, and R15 is one space right (flanking Maeve). Actions for R6?

Raiders vs Caravan: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23; Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (5, 6) + 5 = 16
Caravan vs Raiders: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21; Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

The battle contines with no clear advantage to either side, though one of the wagons is now alight with fire, giving the mists an eerie orange glow. Koya calls an angry warning to Sandru, then shouts to Desna for healing power.

Round 7

AC: 13, HP 26/31, Performance 6/11

Maeve quickly shifts away from the attacker at her back, laying into the first in hopes of bringing him down quickly.

5-foot step to the east, flurry, swift to Arcane Strike, free to keep up performance (and Janni Style is still in effect, so only AC 12 against flank instead of 11). Lastly, because I forgot to say it, doing non-lethal damage.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 10
Damage 1: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 7
Miss Chance 1: 1d100 ⇒ 11

Attack 2: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 25
Damage 2: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 9
Miss Chance 2: 1d100 ⇒ 79

Attack 2 (Critical): 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 13
Damage 2 (Critical): 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 5

EDIT: Actually checked the map - five foot step to the east, not Southwest. Not moving into a raider's square.

Oops, I meant Round 7...

Ack... now I'm all confused. It is now the end of round 5, going into round 6! Map just sent.

[Round 6]
HP: 16/35
AC: 19 (17 currently)
Status: Blind, Bless, Inspired, Chaincloth Cloak, Sun metal

Wash, rinse, repeat.

Damn it.

Initiative: Heng [R], Harlan [15], raiders [10], Parity [7], Maeve [6], Malnival [5]

Round 6
Heng- AC 17, hp 17/37, Ki 0/6, Stun 0/4

Ignoring the jibe, Heng offers a small prayer to the ancestors on his orc side and releases another burst of flying foot and fist.
Ki for extra flurry. Stun on #8. Better luck this time?

flurry v. #3 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 12
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 74
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 + (6) = 11

flurry v. #2 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 22
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 8
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 1 + (4) = 11

flurry v. #8 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 8
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 74
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 + (4) = 14

wow, never really liked that side of the family anyway.

Malnival turns to another raider and presses the attack.
Use Arcane pool to recast Shocking Grasp
Concentration: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 1 = 29

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 26 Crit!
Miss Chance 1d100 ⇒ 85
Damage:1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 1 = 7
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 22
Crit Damage: 1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 = 11

Spell Strike: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 10 Miss Chance 1d100 ⇒ 17
Scimitar Damage:1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 1 = 7
Shocking Grasp Damage: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 4, 4) = 15

Round 6 Init 15

Sorry all, I posted my last actions as Round 7 instead of Round 5, which of course means I had no idea what was going on last night when I checked to see if it was my turn.

Harlan reaches out and attempts to heal Heng without getting hit.

CMW defensively using one charge from the shiney.
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24 = DC 19 for 2d8 + 5 + 2d6 ⇒ (3, 7) + 5 + (6, 5) = 26

Round Six (for real, this time)

Heng burns out the rest of his ki power, trying to land a strike... any strike, but Desna (and the raider) continue to laugh. Harlan taps Heng with his wand, completely healing the monk's wounds.

The raider on Harlan roars something in Skald, and a couple of his comrades move to get at the halfling, barraging him with axe strikes. Luckily, only one gets through. Heng's woes continue as he takes a slicing cut on the leg, and a near-mortal blow to the shoulder.

Maeve's foe also pierces her defenses, leaving a deep wound across her ribs. Wincing, she spins away before coming around with a high kick and knocking him to the ground, unconcious.

Parity's attack goes wide, but Malnival is able to turn his spellstrike and cut down one of Heng's assailants.

Inputs for R7?

Raiders vs Caravan: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25; Damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (2, 1) + 5 = 8
Caravan vs Raiders: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24; Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Round 7
HP: 16/35
AC: 19 (17 currently)
Status: Blind, Bless, Inspired, Chaincloth Cloak, Sun metal

"Don't touch the halfling," Parity growls swinging at Raider 12.

Same as before, standard will be to channel chill touch

To hit:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Miss: 1d100 ⇒ 96,1d100 ⇒ 25
Damage:1d8 + 7 + 1d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (1) + 7 + (2) + (1) = 11 +1 str damage

Hey Harlan- thanks for all the healing. Too bad it didn't last very long. :P Def saved my bacon though.

Round 7
Heng- AC 17, hp 11/37, Ki 0/6, Stun 0/4

Heng gasps as the axe tears into his shoulder. Holding himself together with his other hand he headbutts the northman and knees him in the groin. Regular flurry is all I have left. Then 5' back between Harlan and Maeve.

flurry v. #2 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 13
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 31
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 + (2) = 13

flurry v. #2 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 22
concealment 1d100 ⇒ 43
damage 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 + (6) = 17

Round 7 Init 15

Harlan turns to the raiders as he puts his hands on his hips.

"Now you guys are just being rude. Run away already."

Channel for 2d6 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6 excluding up to 4 injured raiders.

Well, I hope we end them this turn, it's about to get ugly.

Malnival takes a 5' step sout to stand besides Harlan and attack yet another raider.

You heared the blind man, leave the halfling alone!

Attack: 1d6 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 2 = 16
Miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 91
Damage: 1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 1 = 8

Round 7

HP: 10 AC: 13 Performance: 6/11

"I...have had...enough." Maeve spins backwards, away from the fighting, and blows some mystical motes out of her pouch.

Free to perform, swift to Arcane Strike (just in case), then a move plus acrobatics 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31 to get back a bit without provoking, and then starting to cast sleep

Round Seven

Heng drops the mocking Ulfen with a crushing knee strike to the groin, before stepping back. Harlan helps with another healing burst, hoping that the fight is almost over. His wish comes true, as with so many of their comrades down and sounds of retreat coming from the mists, the few remaining raiders break and run. Parity and Malnival get in a couple swings at the fleeing northmen, but by the time Maeve readies her sleep spell, there are no targets in sight.

End of Combat!

"Get some buckets!" you hear Sandru call. "We can still salvage the wagon if we can quench this fire..."

"Oh no!"

Harlan limps over to the wagon on fire, using Create Water to help put out the flames.

Parity cuts the throats of 2 color sprayed raiders and ties up the third. "Desna ain't smiling any more."

Malnival wipes the blood from his scimitar then lends a hand at extenguishing the fires.

Heng gently touches the long fresh scar across his left pectoral muscle. "That nearly got to the heart of the matter," he jokes poorly and then tiredly goes to help with the fire.

Fury of the Northmen

With quick reactions and Harlan's magic, you put out the burning wagon in time to limit the damage to merely cosmetic. Even so, the caravan and its people have been fairly battered by the attack. Shalelu is relatively unscathed, Ameiko and Sandru have several cuts and bruises, but Kelda is (again) well bloodied, and Koya is unconcious but stable. Vankor, Bevelek and the other drivers survived the defense, but two of them are also down with severe wounds.

As you tally the dead and dying, you determine up to fourty Ulfen began the attack, but ten or less made it away; you took three prisoners. The raiders carried fairly similar gear - chain shirts, helmets, round shields and battle axes - but notably, they all wear gold arm-rings emblazoned with a stylized lion's head.

Seeing his beloved Tata injured, Heng rushes to Koya's side. "Harlan! Can you yet help her?!" he calls as he gets out a potion of curing from the stash.

"Yes, gather everybody to within thirty feet of me."

Harlan raises his arms and begins to channel healing energy.

Channel for 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 82d6 ⇒ (3, 6) = 92d6 ⇒ (6, 4) = 10

"Does anybody recognize this symbol? We should throw their gear into the wagons and sell it at the next town to pay for repairs and the journey. Speaking of, we'll want to move at least a day away from here and then spend a day or two repairing the wagons, I don't want to get into another fight like that with this kind of damage."

Fury of the Northmen

Kelda walks amidst the carnage, checking the fallen raiders identities and muttering a short prayer for each. At the end, she stands and holds her bloody sword and hand axe high.

"Gorum, ta disse falne brødre og søstre inn i hallen din, ta dem mjød og synge kamp sanger. De var fiender og beseiret, men de døde i kamp, snart skal jeg hilse dem i hall, men som venner." She then begins an Ulfen dirge in a husky voice.

As Harlan's healing washes over the group, Koya awakens, coughing slightly. She winces as she sits up, but smiles at Heng's aid. "Thank you," she says, eyes glittering. "I'll have to be more careful around angry hordes."

"I'll have to be more careful around angry hordes."

"I should hope so!" Kaul says. "I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you... and we have many places to see yet." he finishes weakly. Heng determines he needs to keep a better eye on the priestess in the future.

In the aftermath of the battle, Maeve seems confused. So much so she almost misses Harlan's healing. Slowly she shakes her head out. "Okay, this doesn't make any sense. Not this close to Kalsgrad. And the terrain doesn't seem right either. Ameiko? Did they seem to be after you? Or maybe you, Sandru, targeting the caravan?"

As Harlan's healing washes over the group, Koya awakens, coughing slightly. She winces as she sits up, but smiles at Heng's aid. "Thank you," she says, eyes glittering. "I'll have to be more careful around angry hordes."

"Glad to hear you can hold your own." Parity states sarcastically before moving towards Maeve to listen to her questions.

"Aren't Ulfen just born raiders? It's in their blood no? Of course, there was that raven thing. Anyone see it or its owner?"

"Okay, this doesn't make any sense. Not this close to Kalsgrad. And the terrain doesn't seem right either. Ameiko? Did they seem to be after you? Or maybe you, Sandru, targeting the caravan?"

Ameiko shakes her head, thoughtful trying to recall details from the battle. "No one specifically came after me, as far as I could tell. It was all chaos and noise, but for Sandru's orders. They only teamed up on Koya after she started casting healing magic. Other than that, they seemed as interested in me as anyone else."

Maeve looks to Kelda first, and speaks in Skald.

Having said...whatever, she begins to pace. "No one is 'born' anything, not like that." Turning back around, she looks up into the mist. "Too organized for amateurs. Kalsgrad's a big city, unlikely to have armed bandits nearby, not in these numbers." Turn. "Bad for business. Leaves urban criminals. Gangsters, thugs, politicans...Lion's-head armbands are a clue, means they all work for the same group." Turn. "Didn't go for Ameiko, but knew to focus on us. Why? How?" Turn. "Raven might be related, but might not. No, no, it's all just disconnected facts right now." Finally she looks up at the group. "I guess we're going to have to question them to get any answers. Heng, can you and Malnival check out their ship? Your eyes will be able to see it better, maybe there will be another clue there."

Parity laughs and finds somewhere to sit down and rest, "They're raiders ... I don't know what else to tell you. We aren't that special, we were just armed, so generally you try and kill the armed folks first. It's what I'd do if I wasn't "honestly employed" ... heh. Up here, it's not like it's civilization like you're used to. Tried to tell you that before but you dismissed me as if we were walking down the cobblestone path to meet the king. Roads and merchant routes draw bandits and raiders ... its a sorta supply and demand thing. I seriously doubt there was any object behind this other than the huge merchant wagons behind us full of goodies to keep bellies fed for a couple months. Question away though, I'd love to be wrong and have someone to go throttle for this."

Shalelu frowns, but gives Parity's words creedence. "While it's true we should not be jumping at shadows, the coincidence here seems too strong to lay this off as 'just raiders'. What of the blood-feather raven? We know we are sought by dark powers - if that bird is someone's familiar, its not a stretch to believe the raiders were sent here to intercept us."

"I, for one, would be interested in what they have to say for themselves."

A search of the river shore and under the bridge shows the fleeing Ulfen took their boat with them.

Maeve nods, and goes to wake up one of the raiders, speaking in Skald first.

Maeve nods, and goes to wake up one of the raiders, speaking in Skald first.

The raider stares at you, initially surprised that you can speak his language. But then his face hardens, and he remains tight-lipped in silence.

Malnival cast a spell and looks over the items gatherd from the raiders.
Detect Magic

Afterwards he joins the group listening to the discusion.
"This was a good sized group to attack us. With the Blood-Feather Raven watching us I beleive it is to much of a coincident for this to be a random attack."

After Maeve begins the questioning the elf holds ZValwen out on his left arm towards the raider and grins. " My pet loves soft flesh human, the softer the better. Have you ever seen what birds of prey do to thier kills? The eyes and lips are the first to go usually. Did you know that you can live for a long long time with out those?" Malnival laughs then leans in closer to the captive. "I suggest you answer her question human. My falcon looks hungry."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

"I suggest you answer her question human. My falcon looks hungry."

Malnival's target is visibly disturbed by your display, and he seems ready to talk. He hesitates for a moment, but then takes another glance at Valwen, and opens his mouth to speak...

... and his entire body convulses violently. Blood runs from his nose and ears, and his eyes turn red. A few seconds later, the Ulfen warrior slumps over, dead.

Malnival does not detect any magic from the raiders' items.

"Oh that's just...gross. Why would anybody do that?"

Harlan tugs his chin before examining the body.

Heal check 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"Well, he's dead all right. I guess if we're only a few days from the city we should press on, but I'd like to spend some time there fixing up the wagons. We should ask around after this group to see if anybody knows anything."

Harlan will then begin stacking the gear into the wagons.

"Huh ... you shoulda bet me, Maeve, cuz that just ain't normal," Parity concedes. "Should we save the other two the agony of that affair and just kill them cleanly?"

Heng looks around for the Ulfen merchants that joined our caravan.
What happened to them? Were they in on the ambush?

He tries to follow Maeve's thinking, "I do not think this was anything more than a raid. What does the lion's head mean, Kelda? Do they belong to a certain tribe?"

After the warrior spontaneously hemorrhages, Heng reconsiders. "THat certainly is not normal. It stinks of dark sorcery. Perhaps Maeve is on to something."

Maeve takes several steps backwards in surprise and shock as the man dies. She's too shaken for anything resembling an 'I told you so,' just turning and casting detect magic directly on the two surviving raiders.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Malnival jumps back from the raider and watches him die. "This does not bode well. Not well at all." He takes a knee and begins to exame the body, being careful not to touch the blood itself. "Fowl sorcery if I have ever seen it."

See what I did there, FOWL sorcery, get it?"

Cast detect magic on the body.

Knowledge Arcane: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24