Kit will try to continue to hack away, but this pesky klaven dodges his blow.
Her muscles stiffened by the cold of the bomb, Hilde can manage only a single claw swipe at the klaven by her.
She manages to drop one of the two attacking her.
Lomrick mixes another bomb and tosses it at Min.
The bomb deflects somewhat due to the wind wall, but still strikes her squarely. It explodes into a cloud of foul vapors, filling most of the room.
One of the klaven is entirely outside of the cloud. Of the two within it, only one succumbs to its effects.
The two unimpaired klaven fire into the cloud in spite of its concealing properties.
One of them manages to hit Min Zuin in spite of the cloud.
Dilwyn sets himself against the toxic vapors. Something has to be done to get those bombs to stop flying, and the wind wall isn't doing as much to help as he hoped. So he holds his breath and barrels his way first through the cloud and then through his own wind wall until he gets right up into the face of Lomrick, ready to start smashing face and forcing him to deal with him up close and personal.
Min screams in pain as the bomb goes off around her. She hacks and gags, and moves away from the fight.
Not being able to see the combatants, Iskender must trust to his friends, and their martial prowess.
He begins a song of inspiration!
Inspire Courage, +1/+1
Kit feels sick to his stomach and can't move his axe.
Game on! So where were we?
Hilde resists the nausea, steps forward, and eviscerates one of the klaven with a claw.
"I should have known those bearing a greater genetic code whould manifest exceptional tenacity," Lomrick states in an oddly clinical tone as Dilwyn charges out of the cloud at him. "My superiors will be quite interested in a sample of your blood."
Then he turns and climbs the wall, getting up out of the druid's reach. Once safely above his enemy, he hurls a bomb at Dilwyn.
The two remaining klaven attack their foes with their claws.
"You're not touching my blood, sicko!" Dilwyn shouts back as he thwacks the retreating Lomrick, then sidesteps the worst of the splash from his bomb.
The fact that he climbed up is very frustrating, but not an insurmountable problem. Dilwyn closes his eyes and thinks of his favorite animal, the majestic hawk soaring through the sky. As he envisions the animal in his mind, feathers begin to sprout all over his body and his nose, already prominent, sharpens and merges with his mouth to form a razor-sharp beak.
"Screeach!" he shouts as he flies up to continue to harry his quarry.
- Small Size (+1 attacks, AC; -1 CMB CMD)
- +2 Dex (+1 AC, CMD, Reflex)
- +1 natural armor bonus (+1 AC)
- Natural Attacks: bite (1d4), 2 talons (1d4)
- Special Abilities: low-light vision, fly 30 ft.
Hilde is beat up, right?
Iskender moves forward and heals Hilde...
Also, I keep the song up!
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Kit, feeling his nausea pass, attacks his opponent again.
Min sends another Magic Missile at Lomrick.
Dilwyn does hit Lomrick as he retreats to the ceiling.
Hilde continues clawing at the klaven next to her.
She annihilates the one in front of her, leaving a bleeding mess on the floor.
Lomrick growls after Min's missiles hit him and Dilwyn flies up to him. "You are becoming and irritation!" he declares, and then tries to slap the bird.
He hits Dilwyn, who can feel venom starting to sap his strength.
The remaining klaven attacks Kit with its claws.
But its attacks are easily dodged.
Iskender takes a 5’ step and attempts to trip the remaining klaven with his whip...
Don’t forget that bard song is up for +1/+1
Min lets loose with her last spell for the day as she sends another Magic Missile at Lomrick.
Perhaps through sheer determination, Dilwyn barely manages to push past the weakening influence of whatever Lomrick touched him with. He can hear the fast patter of the hawk's tiny heart pounding in his exceptionally keen hearing.
"Screeeee!" he shouts, rather incoherently, as he flaps erratically around his enemy, biting and clawing.
Kit, tired of playing with the klaven, delivers a solid blow against it.
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[Dice=Attack]1d20+9
[Dice=Damage]1d12+3Kit, tired of playing with the klaven, delivers a solid blow against it.
+1/+1
Kit fells the last of the klaven, while Dilwyn's bite and one talon strikes flesh. After Min's missile Lomrick is bleeding profusely.
Hilde growls and steps through the wind wall while drawing her spear, then hurls it at Lomrick.
It clatters against the wall, getting nowhere close to her target.
"Away, lesser creature!" Lomrick shouts at Dilwyn, then spits a ball of some sort of sticky substance at him.
Dilwyn is feeling more and more at one with the form. The keen eyes and small target make swooping to avoid getting caught by the sticky mass a breeze. He continues to use beak and talon to try to finish his quarry before his luck has a chance to run out.
Iskender moves forward and readies to disarm Lomrick of whatever spell components, weapons, wands, or whatever he goes to use for his next action...
Doh!
Min moves closer, and sends Minute Meteors flying down on Lomrick.
Kit will take out his crossbow.
Lomrick nimbly evades the little meteor while clinging to the ceiling. Kit's crossbow bolt goes wide as he tries to avoid hitting Dilwyn. Iskender's whip continues to not get close to his targets.
Hilde picks up her spear, which had fortunately fallen nearby, and throws it again.
But she again misses.
Dilwyn only manages to hit Lomrick with a single claw, evoking a hiss from the Jagladine. "Enough of this!" he spits, and then speaks a word of command. Flames burst from his robe and engulf Iskender, Dilwyn, and Hilde.
He then crawls along the ceiling to the other side of the wind wall.
Dilwyn's improbable luck finally runs out as he catches the full brunt of that burst of fire. Enraged, he manages to get a savage slash at the fleeing Lomrick with his razor-sharp talons. Eager to not let his prey go so easily, he flies after him and tries to slash him again. But now that the pain from the fire has had time to sink in, moving precisely is more difficult.
Kit will move back to the doors in an attempt to prevent Lomrick from escaping. He will attack if Lomrick comes near.
Not so fast! We need you to get home!
Min let's loose with another Minute Meteors flying down on Lomrick.
Iskender pulls out his wand and drops soundburst to the NW of Lomrick, where I believe it will catch only him.
and DC 13 Fort Save, or be stunned for a round.
Lomrick manages to avoid the meteor and the worst of the sound burst, but he's bleeding profusely now. He reaches into his robes and pulls out another vial to drink...
But his momentary lapse of concentration allows Dilwyn to dart in with a talon and slash his windpipe, or whatever the equivalent is for a Jagladine. He gurgles angrily and then sags, slowly peeling off of the ceiling and falling to the floor with a sickening thud.
Should we tie him up and save him so he can tell us how to get home? Not that this one deserves any mercy! Kit asks.
”We definitely want information from him, that’s for sure.”
Iskender will cast detect magic and see about whatever Lomrick was using on us!
Lomrick has a magical robe, a potion, a magic ring, a magic dagger, and there's something magic in a pouch on his belt.
He also has several vials, a key ring, a throwing dagger, three thunderstones, and a key ring.
In order:
Robe
Potion
Ring
Dagger
The pouch
The robe is a blazing robe, the dagger is a +1 dagger. The other things he's not certain of, though opening the pouch he finds the magic aura comes from a small cutting of thorny vine.
Dilwyn, satisfied with the effectiveness of his battle form, is a little reluctant to return to his normal self right away. There might be more fighting soon, and if he turns back into himself he won't be able to change back today.
While Iskender analyses Lomrick's gear, Dilwyn swoops down to perch on Hilde's shoulder and keep watch.
”An interesting artifact here. It will protect the wearer from the power of fire, and once a day, it can unleash that same power itself. The dagger is lightly enchanted. As for the rest, I know not what function they serve.”
Kit will tie up Lomrick. Any one want to heal him before he succumbs to his wounds?
Iskender will attempt to keep the jerk from bleeding out...
Woot!
It's hard to tell with such an alien creature, but you don't detect any stirrings of life in Lomrick. It seems he landed on his head when he fell off the ceiling.
”Just our luck. He may be done for.”
"That's bad. We needed to know how to get home. We also still need to find the woman we were sent to find."
Dilwyn wants to join the conversation from his perch on Hilde's shoulder. He wants to say "then let's keep looking while we're here," or "maybe if we keep the body we'll find a scroll that lets us speak with dead somewhere in this town."
But all he can do as a bird is watch, listen, and provide the occasional, and unhelpful, screech.
The ring and potion still elude identification, but the cutting is a rejuvenation vine. It can be wound around the wrist or neck to double natural healing for three days, as well as giving a +2 resistance bonus to disease and poison during this time.
Kit looks down on the unmoving body. Can't say I am totally shaken up over that development. AS much as I would like to get home, I am glad this piece of kobold dung will never bother anyone at home ever again. He spits on the corpse for emphasis. Shall we go and find that lady with her brains on the outside of her head?