see the biggest threat Breunnor will mak his last stand facing him.
HP 12 / 63
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Since Breunnor is the last to go for the round, I hope you don't mind me posting my actions before you say so. I gotta go to work soon *ugh*.
Move: free 5' step as per map
Delay action for Ariella to get in position to flank with me, and I think no more shaken condition from Jaguar?
Standard action, attack Breunnor
Attack:
Damage:
HP: 4
AC: 21
Alright!! Stop!!
Onimais shouts out as Garris and Areilla charged at the lone dwarf halted in their path.
Go get some food and tend to those unconscious. Breunnor, Jobasha, Alicarus and Owyn, fight like that and you will not see pass the next 5 matches....Garris you fight well but know that one day you might just meet your match...work together dammit!!
Onimais then gathered the gladiators and taught them some teamwork moves as a team for the rest of the day.
Approaching night...
Tomorrow will be your Veterani match. You have earned House Nightingale Blades some fame and I heard a prominent Katapesh Lord who is an ardent supporter of the sport will be there. Do use proud...We have managed to enlist another gladiator from another Ludus for our match tomorrow. They call her the Iron Maiden.
When the fight ends Breunnor drops his weapon
Good thing he called it ta end saves ya da embarassment. Ha
Later...
teamwork huh? I been tryin' ta figure out how ta git dese ere bunch a bagpipe blowhards ta work together since our first math.
Teamwork, its simple you stay near and support the Dragon and you too will gain fame along his side. I will fight to protect each one of you, my brothers and sisters. Ariella your tactical moves need some work, you could have provided me a distraction a few time and did not. Breunnor your team was disorganized and unfocused. I hope we all come out victorious and honor this ludus again tomorrow.
So Iron Maiden is it, whats your story? I am Garris, you may have heard of the Dragon. Stick close tomorrow and you will witness my power. Good fights today brothers.
Garris stands and offers a toast to his comrades.
When the fight ends Breunnor drops his weapon
Good thing he called it ta end saves ya da embarassment. HaLater...
teamwork huh? I been tryin' ta figure out how ta git dese ere bunch a bagpipe blowhards ta work together since our first math.
*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*
A light polite applause can be heard off to the sides behind Onimais.
A blonde statuesque beauty leans on the hilt of a fine bastard sword (like an amazon out of a Luis Royo fantasy painting). She is simply donned in chainmail manica, breast plate, chainmail briefs, girdle and greaves.
And she is a gladiator.
Despite her toned physique, there is a noble’s bearing to her. The ray from the sun only adds to her radiant charisma and the comeliness to go with it.
She looks at Bruennor, impressed.
“Wow...You took out three guys and still have it in you to fend off four more? Impressive! They say dwarves are the best warriors in all of Golarion. I hope I can fight as well as you one day!”
So Iron Maiden is it, whats your story? I am Garris, you may have heard of the Dragon. Stick close tomorrow and you will witness my power. Good fights today brothers.
"Aye. That is the name I go by. And I was traded for one of yours for bringing dishonor upon my ludus."
Dishonor? What could a nice lady like yourself have done to bring dishonor? I was bested by a bandit that I tried to bring to justice. I am here to gain worth so I may one day help those that can't help themselves. Not too many scars on that pretty body of yours. I trust you are either quite skilled or quite new. I guess we will see wich one tomorrw on the sands. I will do what I can to make sure you live. You have the same pledge I offered every other member of this Ludus. If you would excue me I must prepare for tomorrow.
Garris will go and get his supplies out and come back to an empty table and start brewing up another mutagen for tomorrow.
Dishonor? What could a nice lady like yourself have done to bring dishonor?
"The short end of the tale. A patron who invited me for an exhibition at his villa wanted "more" and I refused."
She smirks.
"Suffice to say, he and his house was quick to learn that I am never without armor or arms when he tried to force himself onto me."
Breunnor mumbles something in dwarven and heads to his bunk to rest before the match-up the next day.
another one of those types. guess the days of real warriors has past eitherI fall tomorrow or I pay of me debt, either outcome suits me.
Well you can't blame a guy for trying right. Glad to see you can take care of yourself. No one should force themselves on others. Those are the types or wrongs I will right when I earn my freedom.
He smiles and sits back.
I have earned the favor of our lord here, so please let me know if you may need anything. I can't make any promises except for that I will ask.
Well you can't blame a guy for trying right. Glad to see you can take care of yourself. No one should force themselves on others. Those are the types or wrongs I will right when I earn my freedom.
Brynja takes a seat and glances around at her new environs. She looks at all the other gladiators. Miscreants. Men and near-men that one would find in prison. A world apart from where she came from. She takes a deep-breath, somewhat reassured by Garris's words.
I have earned the favor of our lord here, so please let me know if you may need anything. I can't make any promises except for that I will ask.
She turns her attention back to the Dragon.
"Very well. If you will, ask the Dominus here that I'd like a horse. Not for battle, but for the opening of the munera."
I will put in a word for you. Unfortunately everything here does have a cost. I will ask, you perform well tomorrow and I'm sure it will be done.
Garris will approach Onimais
If you please weapon master, I ask for you to deliver a message to our lord. The new gladiator there, Brynja. She would like a horse; it seems she has the idea to train a munera. She must have gained experience at her former ludus. I told her if she performs well we could see. Please ask our lord of this and tell him it would be a great favor to me
Garris bows to Onimais.
Thank you. It brings me honor to train under you. Tomorrow I fight to show the work you have put into us and for the glory of the Ludus.
Garris takes a few steps back head still lowered before turning and walking away.
Garris sits back down at the table.
I have asked. As I said do well tomorrow and glory and honor will be yours and this Houses, do poorly and I will morn for you.
I will put in a word for you. Unfortunatly everything here does have a cost. I will ask, you perform well tomorrow and I'm sure it will be done.
"Aye. So I have learned the hard way. Treacherously tricked and trapped into debt by my former lanista..." she mutters as Garris gets up and approaches the weapon master.
Garris sits back down at the table.
I have asked. As I said do well tomorrow and glory and honor will be yours and this Houses, do poorly and I will morn for you.
"Gratitude, Garris. And he will get his victory. And I best get a horse if he wishes a good show."
Ariella approaches the newcomer. She smiles and offers her hand for shaking, "Hello. Nice to see another woman here. I am Ariella, also known as Miss Andry."
Brynja does a double-take at the approaching androgynous gladiator.
Ariella approaches the newcomer. She smiles and offers her hand for shaking, "Hello. Nice to see another woman here. I am Ariella, also known as Miss Andry."
She shakes her hand.
"Well met, Ariella. I am known as the "Iron Maiden" or Brynja, if it pleases the tongue. Indeed, it is nice to see another woman. For a moment, I thought I was the only one."
She leans in and speaks in a hush tones.
"So how is the Dominus of this house? Is he a scrupulous prick?" She considers. "Well, they all are. Some more than others. I suppose how big of one."
Onimais heard Brynja request.
It is tricky, Brynja to provide you a mount for now. Perhaps....perform well on tomorrow's fight...who knows what happens then.
Brynja huffs in frustration.
"Fine. I will walk the sands for my opening tomorrow and this House shall have its victory. Then that mount better come with a chariot."
Based on the leads, Bryna will single out Ezer and confront him when he is alone.
"You are Ezer I presume. Greetings, I am the newest addition here, the one they call the "Iron Maiden." I was told that you are the most knowledgeable in the affairs of this ludus. What can you tell me of our upcoming Veteranii munera? I am most particularly interested in the 'competition.'"
Oh hi nice to meet you...well I am not the most knowledgeable but thank the gods Desimo saw my inability to fight and use me as his assistant instead...anyway I do not exactly know who is your competition tomorrow but I believe it might be Ludus Hades's Pride of House Olympus. They are quite formidable and I heard a magic user fighter will be leading the team.
"A caster among them? This cannot be a good thing. And they will match us...stone for stone? 8 of them. 8 of us?"
Garris finishes preparations for tomorrows fight. He sits back and has a few more laughs with the others before heading off to bed..
Earlier:
"I actually don't know much about the dominus. However Onimais is okay, for a man anyway."
Earlier:
"I actually don't know much about the dominus. However Onimais is okay, for a man anyway."
"Very well, sister. I will find out all I can about our munera. I'd like to know what tries to kill me."
As the gladiators retire for the night, morning came as the guards respectfully woke each gladiator up. They passed each of them a roast lamb leg for breakfast as they load up the caged wagon.
Along the way, the townsfolk recognized them and some even cheered for them. Arriving the Colosseum, the gladiators entered the preparation pit as their gear lays out in front of them. The loud cheering of the crowd can be heard above them as 2 distinct camps can be heard.
Nightingle!! Nightingale!!
Hade's!! Hade's!!
In the bowels of the Colosseum. The man in charge of the gladiators calls out instructions before they enter the arena. "When the Katapesh Lords enters, raise your weapons, salute them and then speak together. Face the Lords, don't turn your back on them. Go and die with honour."
The gladiators enter the arena, looking up amazed at the overwhelming size of the arena and crowd. The gladiators stand in front of the Katapesh Lord, "We who are about to die, salute you".
The orator who is a fat man shouts in a loud booming voice filled with emotions.
On this day, Your Lord is pleased to give you The Nightingale Blade!
There was a mixed of cheers and jeering from the crowd. Obviously the slave's little show before entering the arena has helped to raise the excitement of the crowd.
Ariella is outfitted in her new breastplate, and customary razor chastity belt. Her hair is in two little pig-tails and she's wearing the same garish make-up as the last fight. The breastplate has two cone shaped spiky protrusions where her breasts should be, but is otherwise plain. She plants her guisarme firmly in the ground and begins to do a slow erotic dance using it as a pole. She ends the dance by tearing the polearm from the ground and sliding it between her legs where a man's member would be. She points her giant wood and metal phallus in the direction of the rival house's lord and gives him the two handed downward chop that says "suck it". Then goes to take her place for the fight.
Ariella is outfitted in her new breastplate, and customary razor chastity belt. Her hair is in two little pig-tails and she's wearing the same garish make-up as the last fight. The breastplate has two cone shaped spiky protrusions where her breasts should be, but is otherwise plain. She plants her guisarme firmly in the ground and begins to do a slow erotic dance using it as a pole. She ends the dance by tearing the polearm from the ground and sliding it between her legs where a man's member would be. She points her giant wood and metal phallus in the direction of the rival house's lord and gives him the two handed downward chop that says "suck it". Then goes to take her place for the fight.
Garris raises his arms out to his side, head high soaking up the cheers as one would soak up sun rays.
Good people of Katapesh. You fortunate few are gathered hear today because you heard of the Dragon... What you heard is true, half man half beast. Watch as I tear house hades limb from limb... I will give you blood and you will love me for it. Behold now as the Dragon is unleashed.
Garris drinks down a couple viles again unleashing the dragon for the crowd, growing twice the size of a man with a scaly look of a dragon.
I the slayer of Titanos will be the greatest gladiator your eyes have ever seen, or I will die gloriously for your entertainment. Today I add another head to my collection. Place your bets on who it may be.
As he says the name of Titanos he pulls the shrunken head from his bag displaying it proudly for the crowd.
The Jaguar stalks in like the apex predator he is and lets out a hellcat scream from behind the frightening visage of his mask. "Know that in your darkest and most silent moments, when you think yourself alone, that you too may be moments away from death at my claws" and then he proceeds to make some slashes in the air with his claws in the direction of the opposing ludus's lord.
Bryjna strolls out confidently onto sands basking in the sunlight. She looks out into the stands beaming with a dazzling smile. She is scantily dressed in a chainmail bikini (like Red Sonja) and her golden-blonde hair let loose over a winged tiara. A long flowing cape trails behind her embroidered with the Nightingale Blades emblem.
The CHEER of her fans springs her into action. She sprints across the sands towards the section where the VIPs sit, does a parkour run up the wall to the top where she stands and holds her bastard sword up high.
“Empty cup”
“An Empty sky”
“Blood across the golden thigh”
“I think the world insane”
“I will refrain”
“I will not act”
“Nor take a stand”
“But cast down my sword”
“In the blood-stained sand”
“Bow no more to different gods”
“Of thousand headed man.”
She looks towards the heavens with arms widespread.
“Armor of Iczelion, I summon thee.”
A bright flash followed by a column of light from the heavens falls upon her.
Motes of golden lights begin to coalesce around her form. The radius, increasing. Until…
Like meteors, the wisps of lights strike into different parts of her body materializing pieces of armor - a manica, a form fitting cuirass, ocrea, a cingulum, vambraces, greaves, hipguards, elegantly-curved pauldrons, and a tiara.
Like a goddess she stands, donned in a radiant golden battle-regalia, almost glowing in the sunlight. Sleek. Angular. Eldritch. And revealing in all the right places. An artifact forged by Vulcan himself?
With a deep breath, she belts out:
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Alicarus jested and boasted with the rest. As they enter the arena, Alicarus begins a low humming chant, slowly spinning the end of his chain in a tight circle. On the sands, he quickly stepped away from the others and let more of the chain loose to spin around. Soon, he's whipping almost five feet of spiked metal in an arc around his head, and his chanting is growing to a dull roar. Finally, he smashes the chain into the ground before him and looks to the crowd.
he cries to the crowd. "We're gonna destroy them! We're going to tear them to pieces! I PERSONALLY plan to shred some skin today, to pull off an arm or two! I'm going to see to it that you fine folks get what you came here for! You're going to see what you want to see: You're going to see some gladiators get... "
The dwarf clad in armor and kilt strolls out twirling his wrecking ball.
Well Well Well, What ave we ere? Looks ta me like a bunch a tattie-heided spewin chanty wrasslers!. Yer lookin fer a show? Well keep ter eye on da ball! Ya shifty keech-brained t*@%s! cuase in da end... THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!
Breunnor twirls the wrecking ball in a large arc and slams it into the floor with a loud thud.
The crowd cheered wildly at the their introduction. The orator then silenced the crowd with his hands as he did the introduction.
Now we bring you the famed the ferocious...House Octavia....Hade's Pride!!!
A group of female well armored gladiators with tridents walked in. They did a dance twirling and swirling their tridents in the air as they did acrobatic flips with precision movements and perfect coordination as they posed for the crowd. The crowd went ecstatic at their impressive showmanship as a figure wearing a red dyed armor with horns and a forked tail walked in and pointed towards the Nightingale blades moving his finger across his throat proclaiming their death.
Lucifier of Hade's Pride and his female Tridentnites!!!!!!
"So, this is what we're facing now?" Alicarus calls to the crowd as he strides forward, his powerful and long legs carrying him a yard or more at a stride. "Some fool who wants to be a devil, and his concubines?" Alic laughs and swings his chain. "Come at me, then! I will show you the sublime magnificence of the Ripper!"
Suddenly he points to one of the trident-wielding warriors . "YOU!" he shouts. "Watch your back, there might be something coming!" He motions with his chain, hoping that he can mess with the woman's mind.
As the enemies put on a synchronized acrobatic show, Brynja does a back-flip half turn off the walls and rejoins her comrades behind the left pillar.
“Women? Interesting opponents,” she says to herself, wondering if Lucifer is a real fiend or a man wearing the skin of one like a Summoner.
As she rejoins her team:
“Take caution, Nightingales. The leader of their troupe is a spellcaster!”
She sprints across the sands and stops in a defensive stance, her bastard sword raised at a diagonal-guard.
She calls out to Jobasha who is 10 ft from her.
Breunnor moves foward keeping "Mountain Thunder" in constant motion ready for any strike as he yells out to the apparent leader "Lucifer"
Well now what ave we got ere? looks ta me to be nothin' more than a porridge-brained durty toerag. Ain't man enough ta fight surrounded by a bunch a housewives. Heck they are probably better than you are!
The Jaguar nearly purrs "But of course, Iron Maiden"
Round 1
Ariella strides forward with her companions, silent in concentration. "Do not charge. Make them come to us and fall upon our blades."
starting position front right square of my facing toward enemy is U16
The Dragon strolls forward 20' pulling out his long spear he readies attack against first threat in reach. Reach is now 20' Attack will be braced.
My people, the Dragon has come back to your warm sands. This devil of a man plays his tricks and has enslaved these women. Today I will end their torment. Lucifer's head will be taken and his bewitchment will end. He will never hurt another soul as long as the dragon prows the sands.
Free perform.
readied attack will be +11 to hit, for 4d6+24
AoO will be +11 for 2d6+12
The Tridenites gestured a few hand signals as they broke into formation moving as a single unit. They surrounded Lucifier as he laughed and stretched out his hands.
They coordinated their attacks as they threw javelins at Areilla and Alicarus.
@ Areilla
@ Alicarus
The other Tridenites ready their javelins at anyone who approaches them within 30 feet.
With outstretched hands, Lucifier began to chant some spells in Infernal tongue as 3 bright red energy balls burst from his finger tips towards the gladiators.
@Breunnor
@Chasik
@Brynja
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Spellcraft: ...
Not knowing what Lucifer has up his sleeve, he braces for impact. He sees a blue energy orb come flying at him, expecting a jarring jolt. At the last second, Chasik sees the energy orb dissipate as his protection eats it up and leaves Chasik unharmed and slightly upset at the attempt to hurt him.
Sssooo, you think I would enter battle ssoo ill-prepared? I am offended, you might think a sspecimen ssuch as mysself would be ssoo foolish! You will feel my wrath, in due time!
Attack Lucifer:
Damage:
Critical Confirmation:
Damage:
Total Damage: 14
HP: 48/48
AC: 21
Shield rounds left 39
As the red orb streaks towards her, Brynja, already in a cross-guard, twirls her blade and deflects the incoming projectile (like a Jedi) with a reverse-grip. The magic missle dissipates against her force shield in a brilliant flash.
She yawns.
Then notices their tactics.
"If we don't commit to attack soon, they will pick us off at range. I see their tactics now. Fighting as a phalanx protecting their caster. They seem to be moving to use to the wall to cover their rear!"