GM Rat Sass's Age of Worms

Game Master Governayle

Round 15, Init 8

Fight@Top Weasel!:
1d20 + 8 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 1 - 2 = 11 to hit; (bless, PA)
1d10 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 4 = 14 damage.

Round: 15, Initiative: 21

Ascaria starts to take his twinges in stride as he absorbs more damage from the front row*.

”Let go of my people you weasel!” he shouts as he casts another Liberating Command (immediate action Escape Artist at +8), this time on Sol.

Burning through resources, Ascaria tries to keep himself healthy.
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

* Sol heals 5hp of damage thanks to Ascaria.

Group spells in effect
Bless (+1 attacks & saves vs fear (morale)) (everyone)

Swift Action:

1d20 - 4 + 8 ⇒ (3) - 4 + 8 = 7 Escape Artistery

A faint pulse of light surrounds Solrisa, and for a moment it looks as if the maiden will slip her biting bonds. Sadly, the weasel seems to sense it as well, and it shifts its head forward, keeping Solrisa firmly between its teeth.

Raella tries to take advantage of the weasel's occupied maw, and darts underneath its matted fur.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

The intelligent rodent plants its right leg, and the fatigued rager finds herself toppling backwards. She renews the effort, hoping to gain the other side, but fails in both attempts.

Pillette attempts to hit the rodent from a distance, but richochets the bolt into the ceiling to avoid the maiden in the mouth.

Heavy Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 4 = 11 for 1d8 ⇒ 2 damage

Mortimer is up!

Round 15, Init 9

Mortified, Mortimer watches Rae bounce of the mangy polecat.

"Let me try..."

Acro: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Raella tries and fails to find the weasel's flank. Ascaria tries and fails to free the maiden from the maw. Mortimer takes advantage of the rodent's repositioning to roll under and bound to his feet, just in time to plant a foot across its back, breaking it.

Solrisa is freed from the vicious animal's grasp, and Tynan's blade, although raised, is no longer needed against the large creature.

Solrisa and Tynan may finish the round with new actions.

Round 15, Init 8+ (Revised)

Seeing Mort finish the weasel, Tynan turns back to the corridor the birdman fled down, and once again takes up watch for the feathered foe.

"Good job, Mort!"

Round 16, Init 8

Sol takes a round to check her wounds and refocus.

"Rae, look! I think I got my first hickey!" Sol spins to show her sister.

@Ascaria: Are we linked?

We are and I healed you 5hp this round. :)

Feeling a little weaker somehow, Mortimer rests with his back to the wall and rubs his neck.

"Rae, look! I think I got my first hickey!"

He stops rubbing his neck and pulls away from the wall angrily looking down at the broken and dead weasel.

Jerk.

He shifts his gaze toward Tynan in front of the forked corridors.
That's about as far as I got.

"Tynan, what was that you said? A bird on the run? Did it use the secret door? I'm pretty sure there's one down one of those corridors. Maybe we could defeat their plan if we found it..."

Mort has not moved on the map.

Round 16, Init 8 "Rae, look! I think I got my first hickey!" Sol spins to show her sister.

** spoiler omitted **

"you did *NOT* get your first hickey from a Weasel!!!" Rae answers irritably. There are reasons enough to killl him without adding on that mental picture!

Raella bounces, twice, off the weasel. Ascaria weals and heals. Mortimer exterminates the second weasel. Tynan braces for birdmen. Solrisa admires her gaping hickey. Pillette moves up into the room, looking over the dead weasel to her side.

Garras: "How many you lose to the weasels? The rest of you, you're already cut off from the exit. You might as well surrender now, and face your judgment."

Round 16
Raella- 20
Ascaria- 19 (-1hp)
Mortimer- 9 (-4hp, -4 Con)
Tynan- 8 (-1hp)
Solrisa- 8 (-9hp, -5 Con)
Pillette- 7 (-4hp)
K2- 6

The party is up!

Round: 16, Initiative: 21

Ascaria continues to funnel strength and healing to Sol* as he sees Mort deftly dodge the weasel and end its pitiful reign.

Concerned about time, he suggests, ”I can help Sol and Mort, but I need a minute. Shall we huddle?”

He quickly channels energy to heal their superficial wounds. He does not heal the weasels or any visible birdbrains.
Channel Energy (healing): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 2) + 1 = 9

If we at all can wait, Ascaria can cast a couple Lesser Restorations to take the edge off. It takes three full rounds to cast each one however…

* Sol heals 5hp of damage thanks to Ascaria.

Group spells in effect
Bless (+1 attacks & saves vs fear (morale)) (everyone)

Round 16, IInit 21

Garras: "The rest of you, you're already cut off from the exit. You might as well surrender now, and face your judgment."

"Funny, I was going to tell you the same thing. I suspect we can find the exit right past your dead body, and I'm not averse to going right over it. Now quit hiding behind the skirts and come out and fight."

Rae moves up, calling out to Garras in hopes of drawing him out.

Round 16ish

Sol is happy to spend the next minute or two in continuous ready to 5' and attack if anything shows up.

Sol nods, wanting her sister to take a closer look at her hickey.

"Is it a good one, Sister? Like the one you got from that longshoreman?"

Round 16, Init 9

Mort is also happy to hang out for a bit.

"Funny, I was going to tell you the same thing. I suspect we can find the exit right past your dead body, and I'm not averse to going right over it. Now quit hiding behind the skirts and come out and fight."

Mortimer moves up to be included in The Huddle.

"Seriously, BirdBoob Master. Why don't you come out and find out just how many of us are left?" he calls out as he passes Tynan, trying to direct his voice down the fork toward which Raella isn't heading.

"Is it a good one, Sister? Like the one you got from that longshoreman?"

Mortimer reluctantly averts his eyes from Solrisa, remembering the sting Raella tattooed him with the last time the subject of Sol's nape was mentioned. He coughs politely at the word "longshoreman", then temporarily avoids making eye contact with anyone altogether.

I really need to focus. I really wish I felt more... energetic, like I did before that damned Weasel grabbed me.

Round 16, Init 8+

Tynan remains near the gnome, wary of the multitude of corridors around them from which an attack could spring.

"Patch them up as well as you can. We've got your back."

Raella moves towards the east, hoping to engage the enemy. Ascaria calls for a huddle, healing all but the blood loss. Mortimer calls to the darkness, inviting it in. Tynan hovers over the gnome like a smoker shielding his cigar from a harsh wind. Solrisa readies to attack what Mortimer summons. Pillette does the same, setting to fire upon anything that resembles crow.

As soon as the huddle forms, a secret door behind Ascaria opens up, revealing a birdman, who proceeds to attack the radiant gnome. It fails to adjust its thrust for the height of its target.

Rapier: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 for 1d6 ⇒ 1 damage

In response to Raella, a birdman presents itself at the end of the corridor. In its hand, a glass vial.

Alchemist's Fire: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13 for 1d6 ⇒ 2 damage, Reflex Save DC 15 to extinguish flames, full round action, or suffer 1d6 fire damage next round

The birdman calls out to Raella, then looks over its left shoulder.

Garras: "You burn easily enough. They're still up, friends."

It reverts to a staccato caw, wordless communication, which is echoed by the birdman at Ascaria's back, and several further to the east.

Round 17
Raella- 20 (-2hp)
Ascaria- 19
Mortimer- 9 (-4 Con)
Tynan- 8
Solrisa- 8 (-5 Con)
Pillette- 7
K2- 6

The party is up!

Round 17, Init 8

Sol reaches around the corner to attack the birdman attacked Ascaria.

1d20 + 8 + 1 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 1 - 2 - 4 = 20 to hit; (bless, PA,-cover)
1d10 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 4 = 14 damage.

"Oh Rae look! I got another!"

Round: 17, Initiative: 21

Ascaria steps away from the birdman, ”Sol, you handle this while I tend to Mort.” (Nice hit!)

He turns to Mort and his injuries and begins to knead his frame, pushing here, prodding there, all the while mumbling arcane phrases under his breath. ”Mort, don’t leave my side while I do this.” he commands softly…

Ascaria begins to cast Lesser Restoration on Mort. Round 1 of 3.

Group spells in effect
Bless (+1 attacks & saves vs fear (morale)) (everyone)

Round 17, Init 20

reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

grumbling, Rae steps back behind the wall 5 foot step and begins to slap at her hair to put out the flames.

Round 17, Init 9

Mortimer starts as the secret door opens revealing a birdman. As Ascaria moves out of the space just in front of it, he shifts his weight to face the ridiculous creature. However, before he can ambulate toward it to swing:

[Ascaria] turns to Mort and his injuries and begins to knead his frame, pushing here, prodding there, all the while mumbling arcane phrases under his breath. "Mort, don't leave my side while I do this," he commands softly.

Mortimer becomes aware, vaguely at first, of the gnome's hands and feet digging into his back and sides as the diminutive humanoid scales him like a climber on Iron Peaks. He begins a protest, but as the gnome continues to push healing magics into his core he slowly succumbs to the pleasantly refreshing sensation and sinks to his knees, eventually sitting on the stone floor completely.

Eyes closed, the graceful sound of steel cutting through fowl registers in Mortimer's brain, and he feels Life leave the cursed creature.

"Oh Rae look! I got another!"

"Nice hit, Sol." he says calmly.

Eyes still closed, he catches a whiff of singed herb oil infused hair. In an equally calm tone, he asks, "Could someone please help put out Raella?"

He imagines being linked to everyone around him, feeling their lifeforces tied to his, aware of all their pains. He imagines trying to push some of the healing magics flowing through him out toward them.

Everyone needs some of this.

Round 17, Init 8+

Once again seeing a secret door open to reveal yet ANOTHER birdman, Tynan takes a moment to size it, and the situation, up quickly. As Canary moves to tend to Mort, Tynan takes a step forward, imposing himself between bird and gnome. Tynan lashes out with sword and dagger, seeking to end the feathered foe before it can make another attack against the healer.

Sword Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 1 = 21 (studied, bless)
Sword Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 (studied)
Dagger Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 1 = 10 (studied, bless)
Dagger Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 (studied, bless)

"No you don't... pick on someone your own size."

Raella successfully puts herself out. Ascaria begins a slow, slow mend on Mortimer. Tynan injures the birdman that appears in their midst. Solrisa mists the birdman, finishing it off. Pillette moves up to defend Mortimer from attacks down the hall.

Readied Action, Heavy Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 for 1d8 ⇒ 6 damage
Confirm Critical?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 for 1d8 ⇒ 7 damage

Her readied action takes down another birdman down the right branch of the hall.

The birdman who recently burned Raella sidesteps, and fires its crossbow at her. The narrow ways prevent it from hitting her squarely.

Crossbow: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 5 - 4 = 9 for 1d8 ⇒ 2 damage

The death caw seems to bring another to take its place. This one seems to be armed with something different- a wand. Pillette is struck hard by a glowing green fist that darts from the wand.

1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Kendra: "They're clustered here, from what I can see."

Round 18
Raella- 20 (-2hp)
Ascaria- 19
Mortimer- 9 (-4 Con)
Tynan- 8
Solrisa- 8 (-5 Con)
Pillette- 7 (-4hp)
K2- 6

The party is up!

Round 18, Init 8

Sol moves to engage another birdie while waiting for her turn with magic fingers Ascaria.

1d20 + 8 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 1 - 2 = 24 to hit; (bless, PA)
1d10 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 4 = 9 damage.

Round: 18, Initiative: 21

Ascaria looses sight and attention of the world around him as he delves deep into Mort’s musculature. He is appreciative that the large man sat down so he didn’t have to climb so much. Oh, there’s a knot! he jumps in the air to get the right angle and leverage, sliding down the big mans back as he works the large mans frame.

He continues to cast Lesser Restoration on Mort. Round 2 of 3.

Group spells in effect
Bless (+1 attacks & saves vs fear (morale)) (everyone)

Round 18, Init 8+

With the rest of the group having run after the birdmen, Tynan finds himself the lone guardian of the chanting gnome.

"Stop. Don't. Come back." he says rather unenthusiastically, knowing that they won't.

Tynan readies an attack for any bird that dares to come near the healer.

Sword Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 1 = 28 (bless)
Sword Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Sword Crit Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 = 16 (bless)
Sword Crit Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Round Cosmic (18), Init Post (9)

"Life, all around. Do you feel it Ascaria?"
Of course he does.

Sitting with his legs crossed on the stone floor, Mortimer feels lighter and lighter as Ascaria works his magic.
Mort straightens his spine and begins to feel his body float up off the ground.

We're gonna heal our friends.

Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmm...

The Fire out, Rae moves back into position to protect Ascaria, and hopefully brain any birdman that thinks to come near.

Raella returns to the fold. Ascaria continues the slow, slow mend on Mortimer. Tynan readies a swing should another birdman appear nearby. Solrisa soundly strikes a birdman, but fails to clip its wing permanently. Pillette maintains her ground, firing down the hall to make way for Solrisa's advance. She delays for the creature's inevitable retreat from the gleaming woman.

The wand-wielding birdman squawks in pain, and sees no reason to stay. It soars back down the hall, ducking around another, more able-looking birdman, who seems to be waiting for the way to be clear.

It reaches for its neck, snapping a small glass bauble from a necklace. As soon as it comes free of its attachment, it begins to glow like an ember. The birdman tosses it down the hall, and the corridor lights in reddish-orange flames.

Thrown Sphere: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 7 - 4 = 13 for 3d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 6) = 11 damage, DC 14 Reflex Save for half damage

Raella, Pillette, and Solrisa all receive the glorious flame.

Reflex Save v DC 14, P: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Garras: "Burn, you burn well, you do. There's more where that came from. Are you sure you want to continue?"

Pillette takes her cue from the aggressive burn to fire at the creature. Her bolt strikes off its shoulder, but does not penetrate.

Heavy Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 for 1d8 ⇒ 2 damage

The north crow takes its own shot at Raella, content with its attacks from a distance. It does not sound content with its results, as it caws angrily when the woman is not struck.

Crossbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 for 1d8 ⇒ 1 damage

Round 19
Raella- 20 (-2hp, -11hp?)
Ascaria- 19
Mortimer- 9 (-4 Con)
Tynan- 8
Solrisa- 8 (-5 Con, -11hp?)
K2- 6 (-9hp)
Pillette-5 (-9hp)

The party is up!

Round: 19, Initiative: 21

Ascaira sees the bright glow, and immediately drops his connection to Sol and Rae so as not to disturb his ongoing spellcasting. Damn birds!

He leans into Mort a little as the spell is nearly complete. He then leans back and starts to withdraw from his ministrations, slowly, easily, still rubbing the soft tissue. as he continues to cast Lesser Restoration on Mort. Round 3 of 3. (As I see it, I’ll be done at the beginning of my initiative next round.)

He turns to the others whispering, ”I’m nearly done and I don’t think we can wait, let’s move out.”

Group spells in effect
Bless (+1 attacks & saves vs fear (morale)) (everyone)

Round 19, Init 8

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17 Reflex - Sol singes, but does not burn, covering her face with her arm. Sol moves up to strike.

Fight!:
1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 1 = 17 to hit; (bless)
1d10 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12 damage.

Round 19, Init 8+

Tynan maintains his position guarding the gnome, strike still at the ready.

I hope he's almost done...

Round 19, Init 20

reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Screams as the full force of that flaming bead sweeps over and around her, singeing more than her brows along the way. Unwilling to take another bead while standing guard, she rushes the closest bird and swings.

power attack, fatigued, bless: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 171d10 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

Round 19, Init 9

Ohmmmmmm --

"Burn, you burn well, you do. There's more where that came from. Are you sure you want to continue?"

Mortimer stops meditating as he becomes aware of an expanding sphere of flame in the hallway near him and the hint of singed hair in the air again. He opens one eye and uses it to look toward the conflagration. He closes it and opens the other eye and checks the hall again.

Looks the same... bad. That should be me there -- in it... He begins to feel pangs of guilt.
He closes his eye.

[Ascaria] leans into Mort a little as the spell is nearly complete. He then leans back and starts to withdraw from his ministrations, slowly, easily, still rubbing the soft tissue.

... c'mon -- more to the left...

”I’m nearly done and I don’t think we can wait, let’s move out.”

Damn. These stupid bird things are surprisingly coordinated.

Mortimer opens his eyes. "Hurry and finish, Ascaria! Let me at 'em! There's only about three -- " he's abruptly cut off by Rae's War Cry, " -- maybe two? left... They're trying to burn our friends who need your attention!" He starts fidgeting a bit, seemingly impatiently, but mostly to herd Ascaria's Magic Fingers more to his left until Ascaria's casting is complete.

Raella streaks forward like a dying meteorite, swinging strongly at the birdman. Something glimmers against her blade, and she finds no purchase. Ascaria works towards completion of his healing art on Mortimer. Tynan holds position, observing the odd couple finishing its ritual. Solrisa has as much luck as her sister to the north, the birdman almost smiling when it sees a sheen wave off the maiden's blade.

It caws, pausing only moments to draw its rapier, as another birdman slips from a secret door behind Solrisa, and into flank with the firestarter.

Rapier, Flank, S: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9 for 1d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + (5, 2) = 11 damage

Rapier, Flank, S: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 + 2 = 18 for 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + (1) = 3 damage

The firestarter birdman screeches in frustration, which seems to spur the bird behind him to use its wand again. Another green fist flashes through the corridor and strikes Solrisa.

1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

The northern birdman steps back and reloads its crossbow, somewhat flustered, to shoot at the big-bladed woman. It tries to soothe the rager with its own words.

Crossbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 for 1d8 ⇒ 6 damage

Raella: "Lie down now. It can still be a quick death."

Meanwhile, Pillette trains her own crossbow on the newly spawned birdman between her and Solrisa. A single bolt is all it takes for this one to fall dead.

Heavy Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22 for 1d8 ⇒ 7 damage

Round 20
Raella- 20 (-19hp)
Ascaria- 19
Mortimer- 9 (-4 Con?)
Tynan- 8
Solrisa- 8 (-5 Con, -9hp)
K2- 6 (-9hp)
Pillette-5 (-9hp)

The party is up!

Round 20, Init 20

"Lie down now. It can still be a quick death."

"Nuh-uh, You lie down!"

Rae focuses on her hatred of the creature in front of her. Her blade, as if filled with her anger, begins to shake and shimmer. It elongates in her hand, becoming whiplike as it snakes out with a flick of her wrist to strike from a distance.

CMB trip attempt, fatigued, blessed, +7-1+10 from spell: 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 7 - 1 + 10 + 1 = 22

Round: 20, Initiative: 21

Ascaria finishes his spell with a flourish, and realizing he needs to touch him one more time, he reaches up and taps Mort on the top of the head.
Con regained: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Satisfied, and grinning broadly at first, he turns to the others, and worries as his grin leaves his face. Unable to reach Rae, he stops short and patches up Pillette a little.
CLW Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Group spells in effect
Bless (+1 attacks & saves vs fear (morale)) (everyone)

Round 20, Init 9

Ascaria finishes his spell with a flourish, and realizing he needs to touch him one more time, he reaches up and taps Mort on the top of the head.

As soon as Ascaria taps Mortimer on the head, Mortimer rises to his feet once again bright-eyed. His own sudden recovery from the surge of healing energy surprises him.

I didn't think it would be like... all that... What just happened exactly?!!

He scowls slightly, side glancing at Ascaria, then quickly looks himself over. Finding everything intact and to his satisfaction, his trust is restored and he grins broadly at the gnome. "Much appreciated, Canary! Thanks!" He bounds off in the direction of Raella's voice.

RHit: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 14 -PowerAttack,+Bless for Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 4 = 16 +PowerAttack

Round 20, Init 8

Sol fights with the birdman in front of her.

"Rae, look! I found their nest!" Sol cheers happily, swinging her long sword.

Fight!
1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 8 + 1 = 19 to hit; (bless, PA)
1d10 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 damage.

Round 20, Init 8+

Tynan follows Mort toward the sound of combat, but diverts his course to continue guarding Ascaria. Once again, he readies to strike at any bird who approaches Ascaria or Pillette.

Sword Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 1 = 18 (bless)
Sword Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Raella commands the birdman to lay down, and lay down it does. Ascaria, finally, returns to the giant most of his health. Mortimer chases down Raella, but kills the birdman lying at the whipdriver's feet instead. With her help, of course. Tynan defends the little ones of the party. Solrisa draws first blood on the firestarter.

The firestarter snaps yet another sphere from its necklace, and tosses it across the hall! Ascaria, Pillette, Solrisa, and Tynan are engulfed in the exploding burst of fire.

Thrown Sphere: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 7 - 4 = 18 for 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 4) = 11 damage, DC 14 Reflex Save for Half Damage

The rear birdman waves his wand again, targetting the maiden hiding behind her wall of steel.

1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Pillette, looking painfully unsteady on her feet, returns fire yet again with her crossbow. She is unable to continue her streak of strikes.

Heavy Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 for 1d8 ⇒ 4 damage

Round 21
Raella- 20 (-19hp)
Ascaria- 19 (-11hp?)
Mortimer- 9 (-1 Con)
Tynan- 8 (-11hp?)
Solrisa- 8 (-5 Con, -12hp, -11hp?)
K2- 6 (-9hp)
Pillette-5 (-20hp)

The party is up!

Round 21, Init 8

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15 Reflex

Sol steps up and continues to beat on the firestarter. "You're fighting really well, birdman! Keep it up! Your death will be a glory to your ideals and I shall give you my mercy!"

Fight!
1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 1 = 15 to hit; (bless)
1d10 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 damage.

2d6 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6 healing

Round: 21, Initiative: 21

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 vs DC 14 for 11 or 5

”Somebody stop that bird from throwing those damn things!” Ascaria yelps as he burns. He moves up a little until he can see everyone and he channels to heal the party, carving out the nearby birdbrains.
Channel Energy (healing): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 6) + 1 = 11

Group spells in effect
Bless (+1 attacks & saves vs fear (morale)) (everyone)

Round 21, Init 9

Mortimer takes a 5 foot step and looks for a secret door in the corridor around the prone dead birdman.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

If he finds one, he'll open it.

Round 21, Init 20

Rae steps forward, looking for another door, or a another birdman.

perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Round 21, Init 8+

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Tynan feels the blast of heat from the explosion, and dodges, avoiding the brunt of the hit. Almost immediately, Ascaria's healing energies wash across him, soothing the pain.

"Thanks Canary!"

Tynan moves up the corridor towards Sol. Realizing he can't make it past she and the birdmen, he ducks around the corner for cover should another ball of fire be unleashed.

Raella feels the heat of the hallways, as the fire waxes, then wanes. She bolts to her sister's side, finding her currently part of a bottleneck. She launches herself through, hoping to find the other side of the firestarter. And she succeeds! She slips into flank with Solrisa.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Meanwhile, Ascaria solicits the demise of the firestarter, and heals those around him in response to recent ignitions. Mortimer joins the fray, stepping up behind the maiden, looking to make his way through the bottleneck as well. Yet again, another tumbler finds his way past the imposing birdman, and into the fray.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Tynan braces for the inevitable burn. Solrisa maintains her position, boldly swinging on the firestarter, though her swing goes wide as her sister bumps into her while passing.

Now surrounded, the two birdmen change tactics. The firestarter caws at the wand-waver. "Go, tell them we couldn't hold our position."

The wand-waver retreats. ...provoking attacks of opportunity from both Raella and Mortimer. When the second birdman is either gone or dead, the firestarter tries to finish what he... started. He speaks as a she.

Kendra: "See that none of them live...or you won't."

The birdman reaches for the necklace a final time, and drops the sphere at Raella's feet. "All praise Urgathoa..."

Dropped Sphere: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 4, 5, 1) = 15 DC 14 Reflex Save for half damage- I think I manage to get Mortimer, Raella, Solrisa, and Tynan in the blast radius from that gridpoint...

Surprisingly, the birdman still lives! Pillette attempts to fix that injustice, but the tears in her eyes recently summoned from the blast of heat forces her shot high.

Heavy Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9 for 1d8 ⇒ 5 damage

Round 22
Raella- 20 (-19hp, -15hp?)
Ascaria- 19
Mortimer- 9 (-1 Con, -15hp?)
Tynan- 8 (-15hp?)
Solrisa- 8 (-5 Con, -11hp, -15hp?)
K2- 6 (-9hp, -15hp)
Pillette-5 (-9hp)

The party is up!

Round 22, Init 8

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15 Reflex

Sol figths the birdman in front of her.

Fight!
1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 1 = 21 to hit; (bless)
1d10 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10 damage.

"Oh Rae! It's you! I was just thinking about you!" Sol chirps.

Round 22, Init 9

AoO: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 1 = 20 +Bless for Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Mortimer clotheslines the fleeing birdman, and the fire sphere drops, breaks and expands.
Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

He groans at the scent of his own singed hair.