GM Toothy's Wrath of the Righteous (Inactive)

Game Master Sir Longears

"This is different. To defeat the enemy, you have to know yourself, your own powers. Not only is knowing about our magic fascinating, but it's vital to our survival. Speaking about knowing things. We rushed so much earlier that I didn't have time to say, but the shield we found is a magical shield. It should offer twice as much protection as your buckler Sabrina. Why don't you use it?" Rukzha is a bit annoyed at always being hurried, but she's still calm in the face of it as she tries to explain with reason.

"You do have a point though Elriel, we shouldn't dally too much, so I'll be brief. I can use the time while we wait for the rest to come up though and while you check if they have anything useful." Rukzha looks over to see if the rest are coming up the ladder. "Like you have a bond with Kelumarion, so do I with my patron. My tattoos, my scars and especially my mask all help strengthen that connection. As for how I acquired the powers, I don't think I could have done so without some innate ability, but it has also taken a lot of work."

Seeing that all are up Rukzha says "Let's be off now, we'll take what moments of respite we find along the way to chat more."

As they move the half-orc takes care to stay behind the rest.

Did they have anything to loot?

sabrina stops as Ruk offers the shield. Thank you, again. I apologize for the rush, I just wish to return to the surface as soon as I can. there is much to be done. Other lives may be in danger.

thinking a moment. Once we reach the surface, we should all take a breather. find a safe spot to rest and rejuvenate our energies.

what is the shield? +1?

The mongrels had only their crude weapons. The shield indeed is a +1 light wooden shield. Will make the changes in the Loot sheet ASAP.

This large chamber must have once been a cistern for the sewer system. Walls made of identical stone blocks hold up a lofty ceiling reinforced with elegant stone arches, while the center of the room contains a more recent-looking structure made of brick walls that reach from floor to ceiling.

The structure in the center of the room appears to be a crude maze, probably constructed by the mongrels (the cultists are 'new to the region' to have built something like this) to create a defense against intruders from the surface to their lair.

Having to other way to go, you enter the crude labyrinth. A couple minutes later two small creatures jump from side entrances to ambush you! The creature’s bloated frame shudders with each heaving step, yet despite its shape, the thing moves with surprising quickness. Both creatures attack Elriel, one missing and the other tearing his shoulder with its claws.

know planes DC 12: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18 (+4 more if evil outsiders)

dretch's Lower demons, we will need cold iron weapons to harm them, watch out for their magic, it can create fear in the minds of the weak willed. use of energy is useless unless its force or sonic

One more thing about them, I enjoy destroying them. Sabrina adds as she draws her blade. its golden blade glowing with divine light.

She immediately strikes at the one that hit Elriel.

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
damage cold iron: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
"They can still be harmed by normal weapons if you hit hard enough and blessed or holy weapons will penetrate their defenses as well." Rukzha adds to Sabrina's information, though she was too deep in thought from the earlier discussion to notice them quickly.

Oh - I intent to hit harrrd enough. With a growl, Kelumarion tenses, ready to join in the fray. Orrrc woman, let me take your place!

Can Kelumarion and Rukzha basically coordinate actions to switch places?

The dretches are before Arrika/Rukzha but after Kelumarion so I don't think neither swapping places nor guidance works (for this round at least).

You're right - I'd forgotten Arrika wasn't up yet. Deleting Arrika's post and editing Kelumarion's - Kelumarion will still ask for the switch, though, since there's nothing he can do otherwise.

Why is Rukzha up front anyway? I specifically mentioned in my post that she would be in the back. Though seeing that the dretches didn't attack her I shouldn't complain. It's not like using hexes provoke.

You're more in the center than the front, where you've got guards from both directions. This seems a desirable thing. ;)

Arrika is right. Our initial marching order was Sabrina and Elrial on the front with Arrika and Kelumarion on the back, guarding the 'squish ones' in the middle. Now that we have Lann and Bertholdt as NPCs to guard Anevia and Aravashnial, I moved them back and put Rukzha in the middle position... we can always change this in the future. Oh, and they CAN attack Rukzha, even if you get a +4 AC due to cover.

Sabrina is able to strike a powerful blow at the dretch, her newly enhanced sword cutting through the demon's flesh with ease.

The demon exclaims and babbles before making some gestures... it appears it is casting something... fortunately Sabrina notices her chance and strikes once more, almost finishing the creature who looses concentration. The other one claws and bites at Elriel, slashing his hip and chewing a small portion of his arm.

Just to let you know, I always take the enemies' intelligence in consideration for their actions... for example, the smart thing for it to do was to 5ft step away from Sabrina before casting, but he is not smart enough to do it, the same applies to the rats that just 'moved' instead of 'withdrawing'.

You didn't answer if we could switch places.

Rukzha focuses her power on the remaining Dretch, yet again feel on the pain as the power is funneled through the scar along her throat. At the same time she says. "I'll heal you shortly Elriel, but we should deal with this first." Her words come out in a pained voice, showing the effect using her power has on her.

Standard Action to slumber hex (DC 16 vs Will) on the Dretch. If it doesn't work and we are allowed she'll switch with Kelumarion.

A maze. These f&%*ers built a maze!

Elriel's astonishment is cut short as the demons emerge.

He sidesteps and makes room for others to attack as he slashes at the wounded demon.

The half-elf curses as his swords do little damage to the creature.

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5' move towards the wounded demon. I don't know which one that is so please move my token.
shortsword to hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
shortsword to hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5
I need a cold iron weapon... and I haven't forgotten about the dragon scale but it's not useful now.

Elriel, by the map you don't need to move, you are currently flanked by the dretches right now.

round 2

Seeing Elriel get hit, Switch places with me, I am better suited to defeat these creatures.

not sure how that would work, if we switch on Elriel's turn or my turn?

Sabrina tries to finish the wounded Dretch off first.

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

I was waiting to hear if a switch would work before taking my turn, too.

I was waiting to hear if a switch would work before taking my turn, too.

I wanted to move to give space for someone else to come in and fight. BTW, that question comes up all the time in my games. You can't switch unless both have a teamwork feat (I forget the name) that allows for that.

I don't think Elriel can't 5 foot since there is a wall and/or creature in the way. What might be possible though is for Kellumarion to ready an action to move into Rukzha's square when Rukzha moves into his so when she does his square will be unoccupied and she can stay there. Sadly that means Kellumarion would have to wait to next turn to attack. Either way we are waiting for Arrika to declare her action. Rukzha obviously targeted the most healthy one with her hex...

Hers was waiting on Kelumarion's, which was waiting on GM ruling. I'll go with what we've got, though.

With Kelumarion tensing to bound forward the instant a space opens up in the cramped quarters, Arrika surveys the scene ahead, racking her brain to figure out an option. Conjuring a grease slick would hinder her allies as much as it would the demons, and while she knew a few folk prayers to ward away evil, they all depended on touch, and the others were too far away...

So she merely rests a hand on Kelumarion's shoulder, giving him a spark of inspiration as he prepares to rush in. Soon...

Cast guidance. Not much else I can do. :/

At the touch, Kelumarion starts slightly, glancing back at his friend with a mix of gratitude and anxiety. Tail twitching, he turns back to the melee, waiting for a chance to dart in and aid their newfound allies.

Like Rukzha said. If I can, I'll ready an action to move when Rukzha starts moving, which eats my standard action but puts me in range to bite next round. If not, I guess I'm sitting this fight out. :/

Sorry for the delay, weekends are always tricky to post. I'll allow the switch using the readied action move... Since Kelumarion 'did nothing' last turn, I'll rule that he readied his action and moved in during Rukzha's turn, so he is in position to attack this turn. To keep things going, I rolled his attack.

Elriel stroke with his blades but only one connected and even so the demon's hide protected him. Rukzha once more tried to invade the enemy's mind but the creature did not bow to her will... soon after she moved back, a space that was quickly taken by Kelumarion.

Sabrina tried to finish the wounded demon but the corner of the maze protected him. Kelumarion got no better result with his bite.

A little more cautious this time, the demon moved away from Sabrina's reach before trying another trick and even if Elriel took advantage of his opening to attack, the demon's hide protected him from the sword and allowed it to complete his incantation... soon after Elriel felt invaded by a crushing fear, seeing the face of a man the he never saw before but somehow known to him.

The other dretch took advantage of Elriel's distraction an horror and slashed him once more with both his claws. As soon as he could, Elriel run... passing Sabrina and vanishing into the maze...

bummer, don't get aura of courage till level 3 :( -- sorry Elriel

AS Elriel runs overcome with fear, Sabrina engages with even more resolve. she steps into the space he left her eyes change from green to red and Iomedae's holy energy surrounds her.

claíomh solais! Sabrina yells, invoking her divine power, as she strikes at the Dretch that clawed at Elriel.

activate smite evil for +2 to hit and damage and +2 AC vs that Dretch

attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 7 + 2 = 23
damage: 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11 (bypasses DR)

Feeling a hand on his haunch once again and hearing his young companion's soothing words (Arrika's standard action: guidance), Kelumarion rushes past Sabrina to where the dretch has tucked itself into an alcove away from Sabrina's sword. With a wall-shaking roar, the otherworldly cat lashes out - but despite its bloated appearance, the dretch moves with surprising speed, ducking away from the gnashing teeth.

Bite attack with guidance, damage: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 101d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

"Damn, they got to Elriel! Drove him away. I'll show you how to invade minds." Rukzha is frustrated that her last attempt failed. Damn, I won't be able to try again soon enough to matter. It'll be ready for it. Hopefully the damage the other one has sustained will make it easier to take down. She focus her power on the other one, hoping she'll at least be able to take him down.

Slumber on the wounded one.

Afraid was no way to die. Not now. Not before seeing his father face-to-face. But here he was, mortally wounded and far, far away from home. Having nothing accomplished to his name, the half-elf bled and tried hard to contain himself.

Elriel looked past his shoulder, dreading another one of the morbidly obese demons...

Can I do anything? Drink a potion? Activate Tenderlev's scale?

Rukzha, you need to clearly see the spell being cast to identify it. Sabrina, do not forget that you get double your Cha damage against evil outsiders in your first attack!

Rukzha manages to overcome the wounded demon's mind, making him delve in a deep slumber. Sabrina slashes the other demon, her sword cutting deep into his flesh. With the target asleep and helpless in front of him, Kelumarion finished it with a powerful bite.

The remaining dretch in clear disadvantage, tried to cast some spell but Sabrina took advantage of its momentary distraction and decapitated the foul creature, with its cursed blood hit the ceiling and his head landing a couple feet south.

Elriel continued to run forward, leaving the maze and entering a tunnel to the east... a couple more feet he regained consciousness of his supernatural fear and halted, just in time to see and hear the others behind him, worried about his behavior...

The old sewer tunnel leads about a hundred feet east before connecting to more recent sewers and, more importantly, to the first of several ladders leading up to the surface.

As you emerge from the sewers, you step into a city vastly different from the one you remember before you had fallen into the darkness. The tremors and demonic attacks have devastated the city, leaving it a smoking, apocalyptic ruin. Deep chasms riddle the city, while the paths of enormous demons have left ruinous trails of rubble extending out from the city's heart. Above, the once-familiar skyline of Kenabres and forever changed, the tower of the Kite and the Cathedral of St. Clydwell having been completely destroyed, while elsewhere plumes of dark smoke still rise from the smoldering remains of burned-down buildings. Fat buzzards wheel above in skies scarred by red smoke and black clouds. The Worldwound has expanded its borders, and now the city of Kenabres is enveloped in it.

The place feels deserted, yet it's never long before the scream of a fresh victim peals through the soot encrusted streets, indicating that number of survivors has dropped again. Evidence of violence lie everywhere, whether burned buildings, splashes of blood, or dead bodies waiting to be claimed by vultures.

Despite their differences, Anevia and Aravashnial are equally horrified when they behold the true extent of the devastation the demons have wrought upon Kenabres, yet their short time with you has changed them... they bear the shock stoically and with grim determination.

"Me and my wife, Irabeth, share a small home in eastern Kenabres... could you escort me there? I'd like to see if I still have a home but also if there is any word there about my wife's whereabouts..." Anevia pleads to you, her eyes watered but determined not to cry.

"I'd also like to be escorted to the Blackwing... I fear for my fellow Riftwardens and it is there where we keep our secret hideout... they would also be able to provide us with help and shelter... I'm not sure where we are within the city, but the Librarium of the Broken Black Wing, the Blacking as the locals call it, is located in the south part of the Gate district about two hundred feet east from the south Market Square." Aravashnial says, using his commanding tone once more.

TUNNELS

Elriel caught up to the group, ashamed of his behavior, "I am sorry. I have never run before the enemy before. I do not know what came over me. I will work hard to earn your trust again. We all need to be able to rely on each other."

tag?

He winced at the claw marks on his body, his shoulder in particular feeling the pain. "I know I don't deserve it but would any of you have any healing magic? I can't very well earn your trust again in this condition. If you do not want to waste healing magic on a coward, I understand. I have a healing potion I could use."

tag?

TOPSIDE
knowledge local: 1d20 ⇒ 5, nope, no idea :)

A sense of deep sadness filled Elriel. The emotion fought with despair and hopelessness in his heart. Yet something inside of him stirred him to action. He gritted hs teeth and made a vow to whatever deity was listening. Demon blood will be spilled for this attack. I swear it!

The half-elf addressed both Anevia and Aravashnial, "We made it out together and I see no reason to split up now. We will escort both of you to where you want to go. Whichever one is closer or less dangerous seems like a logical choice."

He raised his eyes to scan what remained of the city, "Does anyone know where we are or which destination is cloer?"

clw Elriel: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Rukzha walks up to Elriel as he talks. She reaches out a hand to touch his chest once he is done. Pain from the scar on her chest once again shines through in her voice. "As Sabrina said before, they have the power to instill fear in others, just like I can make people fall asleep. Of course I'll heal you. Knowing such things about our enemies is useful as it might allow us to prepare countermeasures, though in this case we had none." She stays silent for a moment as she waits for the healing to work. Her primal magic knit Elriel's bones and closes the worst worst of his wounds, but it's nowhere near to heal him fully. "I wish I had prepared more healing today. I can prepare another, but it'll take 15 minutes. I think that's better than moving on in critical condition."

She moves up to the closest wall and sits down with her back against it with her legs folded and starts humming, still wearing her grisly mask. Her hands trace along the tattoos spread across the body, though often doing so on top of her clothes.

Once she is done she once again moves to Elriel. "Let me try some more"

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cle: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Topside stuff will follow once I have time

Knowledge Local with Guidance: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

TUNNELS

As the last of the dretches fall, Sabrina's eyes return to their normal green color. the golden glow of her blade fades as Iomedae's power fades. its purpose fulfilled.

Sabrina Sheathes her sword and immediately checks the others. The only one severely wounded was Elriel. Rukzha started to tend him.

"Ruk, Save your next spell, it may be needed once we get to the surface. I will heal him." Sabrina's request seems to indicate she has some obligation to Elriel, or perhaps something more.

Sabrina goes to Elriel while Ruk meditates, she places her hand on his chest and iomedae's light give a warm healing sensation in him, It wasn't you that ran, rather it was the foul magic of the abyss, but not to worry, I will do my best to not let such a thing happen again.

lay on hands: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 5) = 7 (used the extra dice from the level up (selecting greater mercy feat for the extra dice))

TUNNELS

Sabrina goes to Elriel while Ruk meditates, she places her hand on his chest and iomedae's light give a warm healing sensation in him, It wasn't you that ran, rather it was the foul magic of the abyss, but not to worry, I will do my best to not let such a thing happen again.

sense motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19, close but nope, nada

Thankful that both witch and paladin did not seem too concerned about his lack of courage, the half-elf thanked them both. The healing ended up doing the job but they felt very different from each other, especially when experienced in such a short amount of time.

He bowed his head, clenched and unclenched his fists, "I will not let you down again."

Tunnels

Elriel caught up to the group, ashamed of his behavior, "I am sorry. I have never run before the enemy before. I do not know what came over me. I will work hard to earn your trust again. We all need to be able to rely on each other."

It's...it's all right. Like Rukzha said, it's in their nature - like it's in Rukzha's to put things to sleep, or in mine to call up lights and give luck to others in their efforts. And fear is...fear is nothing to be ashamed of. You ran...but you came back, too, when their influence waned. That's the important thing. Arrika gives Elriel a wavery smile. Now, if you're ok, Elriel...it's past time we were home. Lann? Tell the Chief we were successful - and thank him and Seer Opoli for all their help.

Topside

The shock of arriving to find the wasteland above nearly bowls Arrika over - she sways slightly on her feet, leaning against Kelumarion for support, her eyes wide and chest heaving as she struggles to keep from panicking. Gone...it's...gone... The city had never been precisely a happy place for a Kellid girl suspected of witchcraft and heathenry...but she had left Gundrun so early she barely recalled it, except in dreams of a warm fire and a warmer embrace from her mother. Most of her life, such as it had been, was in Kenabres...and now Kenabres was in ruins.

::Child...they...they suffer no more, now...:: the feeble words cross her mind, empty comfort amidst the ruin, though she knew it true.

But the scream piercing the ruin, surprisingly, brings the Kellid girl back to her senses. Standing and staring would undo nothing, she realized, would not stop the horror before her. It was a lesson the Kellids taught all their children from the moment they could understand what the words meant. Wishes, sorrows, weeping - none would do anything about any of this. She'd been too young to understand the lesson before her mother was taken from her...but now she began to see.

She speaks, and it's clear to see her manner has changed. She seems...older, somehow, since just moments ago, and hard as the cold-forged iron the demons feared so. As Elriel's said - there's no sense in splitting up. We'll only be more vulnerable. Aravashnial, you say the Riftwardens will be able to provide shelter, if they still l-live? Her voice catches slightly, but she plows on. Then we should go there last, in hopes to end our day with them in a safe place. If anywhere would be safe in this. We can go to Anevia's house first, see if Irabeth is there - if so, she can join us in retreating to safety, and she'll be a valuable ally.

If there's anywhere anyone else needs to go, anything someone needs to get, we can try to find it on the way. Come on - the longer we wait, the more likely it is the demons find everyone. Hefting the threadbare backpack they had found in the tunnels up to her shoulder, she gets ready to set off down the path - and pauses to find Kelumarion staring at her, a queer look in his eye. ::What? What is it, Kelu?::

The corners of his mouth part in what can only be a smile. ::It seems, cub...today you've become a lioness.::

Oh yeah, totally forgot what leveling up actually means...

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
@Elriel: Since we are using post-levelup mechanics at this point I believe you rolled high enough to succeed on your sense motive

After finishing meditating Rukzha looks up at the others without getting up. "Hey, one of you. Can I borrow your dagger? I seem to have misplaced mine. The meditation gave me some insight, more than just a healing spell. I think practicing my magic against the demons somehow helped too. It's important, please."

Assuming she gets the dagger she gets to work, cutting away the undamaged arm of her uniform, leaving her skin bare. Most of her arm is covered in tattoos, but there is a bare spot on her upper arm. The half-orc holds the dagger briefly against her mask, before bringing it around to the bare spot where she starts carving with the tip of the blade into her arm. For a moment green and gold sparks seems to dance along the dagger as she works, drawing a figure on her skin. The blood red shape of a four leaf clover takes shape against her green skin. Somehow the cuts are not bleeding much, but the shape is glistening with fresh blood.

After she's done she quickly gets to her feet and wipes the dagger before handing it back. "There, that's done. It should help strengthen my power. Hopefully I'll be able to do more than just heal and put people to sleep going forward. Maybe I could even offer some of my patron's luck to some of you."

"Oh yeah, before we head back, are there any items you have like the shield that you haven't been able to identify? I could help with that maybe?"

Taking 10 with guidance woudl give Rukzha a result of 20 for identification which should be good for most lower level stuff.
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Tunnel travel

On the way up the tunnel Rukzha draws closer to Aravashnial. "You asked about the spiral mark earlier, sorry that we were interrupted by the fight. I believe I've had it since birth. Though I have no way to be completely sure as I never knew my parents. Maybe my parents were Riftwardens? I'm not completely sure. Azuka and Zuruk Kerzuk, they were both half-orcs. I would appreciate anything you can tell me about them if you know it, you elves are long-lived folk, so maybe you knew of them. I would really like to know more about the Riftwardens too."

Topside

Rukzha is not as shocked as the others about the state of Kenabres, she's still able to move around normally. After all she has seen most of it before, on the way down. Still, Kenabres is pretty much the only home she has ever known so she can't help but feel anguish at what has happened. Her voice is filled with it, mixed with bitterness and anger. "I wish I could have done more. But the demons were overwhelmingly powerful. They even killed Terendelev..."

She takes a deep breath. "The most powerful demons should already have left. But some minor demons might still linger. Though minor is a relative term, we had enough troubles with the lowly Dretch."

A piercing scream rings through the city, as if to prove her words.

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Rukzha looks around and notes the landmarks of the place. "We are now in the south of the city. The south market square is over there." She points "Only about 200 feet away. Which should put us about four-five hundred feet away from the Blackwing."

She turns towards Anevia. "I'm sorry Anevia, but I agree with Elriel. We should stick together and head to the closest place first. You have to wait a bit longer to see your loved one again." And maybe I can learn some more about the Riftwardens there. That would be awesome. Anything I could learn would be nice and it could prove useful too. The Riftwarden's skills will undoubtedly prove invaluable in this situation.

Sabrina will give Ruk her dagger, the blade has a small etching on the blade

similar to the horse in her family coat of arms

know local untrained: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (9) + 0 = 9

TOPSIDE

Once she finally reaches the surface, Sabrina takes in the whole scene. looking at all the devastation, a tear falls across her cheek.

Sabrina drops to one knee. he mind flooded with memories of that day all those years ago, her family, her home, the death was everywhere. I will not stop, I will avenge all those that have fallen. We will will rebuild. Sabrina's words stutter as she tries to maintain her composure.

After a bit Sabrina regains her composure and stands, Hearing Ruk give the layout of the location, Then to Blackwing first. Sabrina will lead the way.

come, we must press on, there is a city to rebuild, and an army to rally. and people to save.

The Tunnels

Aravashnial remains silent for a while before answering. "If you indeed have it since you were born, it could indeed indicate that your parents were Riftwardens, or at least had some connection to us. We are an organization not only tied to this particular world and plane and this obviously causes a small leeway in the representation of the Sign of the Seeker Spiral so I'd have to firstly examine your birthmark... unfortunately I'm in now conditions to do so at the moment."

After a long pause, the elf resumed. "About your parents I'm sorry to say that I've never heard of them before... but this is by no means a denial if they were indeed Rifwardens... we are a secret organization and the secrets have their own secrets. Your parents could have been secret members for an example, since many tasks are better held in the shadows... I'd have to examine the annals to make sure and it would take time, even if they were organized." The elf smiled before continuing. "Regarding more information about the order, I feel I already talked too much to a non-member... in the future, when you are ready, I'd be quite pleased to help you through our admission procedure and even be your sponsor..."

@Rukzha: The only unidentified item is a cloak of resistance +1.

Lann nods at Arrika's words. "I'll report to the Chief and tell him about the glorious fight you managed to win and how the Traitors and the Cultists are now within the grasp of their own demonic lords! You know the way to Neathholm... when you need some help, just send us a word... we'll be waiting for it to march against the wicked forces of the Worldwound just like our ancestors!" Lann deeply bows to each on of you before vanishing in the dark tunnels.

Topside

Anevia nods to Rukzha, seeing sense in her words. Bertholdt stands besides Sabrina. "Lead the way, commander!"

The amount of blood and gore around the streets are nauseating and the stink of rotting bodies and charred flesh are everywhere. You find bodies from all races, genders and ages among the ruins of houses and along the streets... some of them killed by weapons and not by claws and teeth.

When you were almost reaching the location of the Blackwing, you find four bloated demons, dretchs again, leading and circling around a group of chained children, all beaten and bruised. As soon as you see them they also see you...

One of them watches the children while the others cackle, scream, and chant...

All the rubble in the street prevents any charge.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

The chants and screams were strange to Arrika...but they were demons, and they were threatening children. Her course was clear. Kelu - go! she calls out, reaching out as he rushes past and wishing power into his attacks. As he dashes off, she follows behind, drawing her small dagger as she goes and readying her shield.

Cast magic fang on Kelumarion's bite attacks and move up 25.

Kelumarion barely waits for Arrika's blessing - the moment she touches his flank, he darts for the knot of demons, biting at the closest savagely and cheering inside when his teeth find purchase in the bloated flesh.

Move 40 and bite closest dretch, which I can just barely reach.

Bite attack with magic fang, damage: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 1 = 211d8 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 = 9

An image flashes before Rukzha's eyes. Herself bound and tied up by the bindings of the inquisitors and with her, her foster father Ghortuk being tortured. "Bind them? I'll show you bindings."

She reaches for her pouch, gets out a tiny piece of webbing which she quickly squishes in her hands. The half-orc reaches around herself, as if hugging, or holding something tight. As she does so, guttural, harsh words come out from her mouth, invoking her spell.

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"n̼̺̭̲̘̯̣̻ͬͯ̀͜o͉̯͓͓̖̬̺͌̾̕ͅ ̴̖̀ͬ̄ͣ͗̅́ě͉̯̘̩̙͇̱̱̉ş͇̤̰̞͔̪̇ͩͅͅċ̔͋̔̾͏̨̣ǎ͋͛̿͌͋̑̕҉̷͕̪̭͉̦̺͕̲p̨̡̥͂͆e̲̯̣ͫ͆̂ ̣̤̼̲̱̱͗̌̉̅ͥ̂̀̽f͎̜̘̺̟̭͉́̆̌̾̀͂ͯͅr̴̹̥̰̘̄̔̐͋̿̆̚ǫ̮͎͔̫͈̓̇͑͐̏ͧ͘m̞̲̜̟̼̫̼̐͂̓͆̂͟ ̛̪͇͈͈̯̍͌̔ͫ͜͞t̳͍̾ͯ̉̋̉h̳̹̲̙̑̋ͬ͗́ę̅͊ͯ͋́̕҉̥̫̗̰̙̺ͅ ̹̭̼͓̯͇̅ͤ̊̔̐͞͡w̢̛̳̤ͪͩ̅͠ë͒́̄̃̚͏͙͖͉̜ͅḇ̨̧̹̪̳͖͈͓̝͚͒̃̊̎̿ͭ̆͆͆ ̴̯͕̼̩̞̝͑ͮ́̚͠f̼͉̺̮͙̩̗̯̄ͬ͒o̵ͪͯͣ҉͚̟͕͔ȑ͇̖̣͛̓̉ͥ͛͒́͝ ̫̣̟͖̂̀ͮ͌ͮ͂ͅt͛̃͛ͧͧ̉͊҉̞̺̮͢h̰͈̻̙̖͍̥͋ͣ̔ͪ̾ͥ̌e̸̫̹̟ͨ̏ͣ͂̈̋́ ̢̠̰͖̼͛͛ͬw͖̞̘̗̯͇ͯͣ̐ͧ̚i̮̺͙̖̹̭̯͂͆̔͢ͅc̗̳̤͊ͭ̾ͨ̓k͚̙͈͍̹̘̻͛̽͑͑ͪ͊ͅe̴͐̽̃̾ͬͯͨ͏̷̜̦̲̭ͅď ̸̨̧̮̟̣̓͊̌"

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Suddenly strands of thick, sinewy, sticky webbing flies through the air, covering almost the entire alleyway where the Dretches and the children are gathered, though somehow stopping short of her allies closing in on them.

Web, DC 17 vs reflex or be grappled. I believe the concentration check to maintain the spell if they get grappled is 18, though I could be wrong.

Elriel was about to step up and fight the demons when he saw the spell manifest. With swords out, he moved towards Arrika and waited patiently. Instead, he rubbed the silver dragon's scale and asked for its magic to transfer to his blade.

"Get behind me, girl."

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use Terenlev's scale on one shortsword (both of them if possible). Toothy: can you 'give' me at least a cold iron dagger. :)

The sight of the Dretches and the bound children sets something off inside Sabrina. she quickly maneuvers herself through the rubble to get there as quickly as possible.

As she advances the webs engulf the enemy, that should hold them.

it takes a double move to get there so Sabrina will not be able to attack.

@Elrierl: Arrika has a cold iron dagger that she hasn't been using much... Don't think it is fitting for Rukzha to suggest the switch. We did point out they are vulnerable to cold iron earlier.

@Sabrina: You can't charge? That would cover twice as much ground. You are first in initiative so the rest couldn't have moved in front yet.

@Rukzha: Says in Toothy's post that the rough ground prevents a charge.

Kelumarion bites one of the Dretchs while it was casting its nasty spell and the creature loses its concentration, the accumulated energy 'popping' in the air.

Soon after Rukzha's spell feels everything in a thick web. All the creatures but one were caught within the web, getting grappled by it and also loosing their concentration. The demons yell in anger and the children cry in fear, most certainly imagining enormous demonic spiders coming to eat them alive.

Despite their best attempts, neither of the trapped Dretchs are able to escape the web. The one that was quick enough to react, steps out of the web and latches at Sabrina with his claws and bite. One of the claws hit the paladin on her left cheek, leaving a ferrous taste of blood in her mouth. While trying to bite her, the dretch sunk his teeth in her amor, breaking them in the attempt, screaming in pain.

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Well, since grease would actually be counter-productive now...:)

Arrika looks down at the dagger in her hand, examining the etchings and the gleaming edge. The blade was pitted in a couple of places, but the dark blue sheen marked it for what it was - cold forged iron, what Sabrina had said earlier was the demons' bane. She prepares to move forward and strike...but then she sees the shortswords in Elriel's hands, pale and bright, and all wrong for the foes before them.

Elriel - take this. Hurriedly, she taps him on the shoulder and presents the dagger's hilt to him. It's not much, but it'll work better - cold iron, it hurts them - Pulling her mace free of its sheath, she prepares to step forward. The silver might not do much to hurt them...but it would at least serve to distract the monsters, maybe create an opening for Kelumarion to attack more effectively.

What actions will it take on my part and Elriel's to hand off my dagger? Terendelev's scale will cover one sword, but I'm assuming not both. If I've got enough actions left, I'll move and make an aid another attack to give +2 to Kelumarion's attack.

Aid another vs. AC10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15 Success. +2 to Kelumarion's attack if I've got time for everything.

Stepping forward to bring more creatures within his reach, Kelumarion lashes out, attempting to unleash his fury on the demons. Whether through the strange energies coursing through Kenabres, a blessing from the gods of Nirvana, or simply Arrika's wish, he had noticed his claws beginning to lengthen, curving to wickedly sharp points; not content to simply rely on teeth any more, he swats with the wicked points as well.

Five foot step and full attack, attacking the one to the right of Kelumarion until it drops, then switching to the one in front of him.

Bite attack with magic fang/Power Attack, damage: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 1 = 211d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7 Add +2 if Arrika is able to aid.
Claw #1 attack with Power Attack, damage: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 101d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Claw #2 attack with Power Attack, damage: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 181d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Facing off against the dretch that escaped the webbing Sabrina brings her blade down in a sweeping arc.

attack: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 1 = 28
crit?: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 1 = 9 - nope
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Celestial Crusader gives +1 attack and AC vs evil outsiders so Sabrina's AC against these guys is now 19

Droppng an item is a free action for Arrika and since it's within 5 foot reach of Elriel he can pick it up as a move action. That's not quite giving it to him, but I assume that giving would be somewhat the same in terms of action since the end result is identical.

Rukza's mouth hangs open for a moment. She's surprised to see how effective her spell was. That's some amazing powers I've gotten access to. Then her lips curve up in a smile underneath her mask. "Got them! Now we need to finish them off before they all get loose."

She directs her thoughts towards the one who had already gone free. The pulse of pain along her throat cause her to grunt, but for this she doesn't need any incantations or movements.

Slumber on the free one, unless that is down already, then one of the others

With his blade glowing silvery, Elriel wasted no time in moving forward and slashing at the grappled demon.

The half-elf sacrificed some accuracy to slash several times at the demon. The blade cut deep into it, leaving his cuts smoking and stinging with holy energy.

The last slash cut cleanly the creature's throat!

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shortsword to hit, good, piranha: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24, critical
damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11
shortsword to hit, good, piranha: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24, Yes!
damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 = 8

Sabrina continues to attack the escaped demon, even if he is still fighting after her powerful swing. Bertholdt moves closer and skewers a demon with his spear. Kelumarion attacks the creature with both maw and claw but the thick hide of the demon prevents most of the damage.

Rukzha is able to overtake the escaped demon's mind and it falls into a deep slumber. With a precise strike, Elriel almost feels one of the demons in a single strike, leaving it in critical state and even fatigued by the powerful and precise attack.

The critically wounded demon in front of Elriel is able to free himself from the web but lacks in strength to move away from the half-elf. Surrounded, the other demon in attacks Kelumario, managing to bit him in a lucky move. In panic, the remaining demon manages to free himself from the web and tried to run away... Sabrina flays it with her sword, Arrika hits it with her aspergillum but the demon only falls at the end of Bertholdt's spear.

Shouldn't the disabled one go to dying from escaping? It's strenuous enough.

"Disappear from this world foul demons!" Rukzha exclaims as she tries to sends the last one into slumber. The repeated usage of her hexes leave her throat throbbing painfully.

Slumber on the last one.