dungeonmaster heathy |
ALTAI:
He is....human, though....at least mostly; I know no more than that."
The poor butler is disarmed by the monk now, and is being slowly toyingly pummeled with the chained staff.
Altai Iscarni |
dungeonmaster heathy |
ALTAI:
Uh,....time doesn't have much meaning here.
He's often looking for an excuse to run a set of matches though. When one Amber collects up a fighting force or another, to go off with on this war or that, he'll want to use it as an excuse, to "test the mettle of these soldiers," as it were.
It's really quite dismal, from your standpoint I guess."
Jean Luc: "what are you and that rat from within the walls on about, monseur? And would you like a little repaste? The best cooks in the house labor well to stay out of my arena, and they have some fine roast quail they should be bringing around. And some nice Amontillado..."
(yay! I slid in a Poe reference just like the original module!!!)
dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
family day, wot wot....
"Most of the more normal ones left; there's a wedding and a war to be dealt with. The place is really gone to hell, now that the Ambers who don't really...belong out in civilized lands are all that is left in the house.
Don't get me wrong; the normal ones are all bastards as well."
Riese's Altered Form |
2d6=7 damage, DC16 reflex for half.
Riese drops another FireBurst on as many baddies as he can get in a 5'radius without frying party members.
dungeonmaster heathy |
Riese lobs a firebolt, and hits the duskblade and the blackrobe, and the tiny fairy princess chained to the evil hobgoblin mage.
None drop, though all take damage.
The duskblade at a6 misses Stiggy with a shocking bladed longsword.
The fighter at b10 moves to b6 to menace Gittik; he misses as well the swift hobniz.
The hobgoblin wizard flies 5 feet up into the air, and shoots a scorching ray at Riese; Riese takes 14 h.p. in damage.
"Heal him!" the hobgoblin commands the chained fairy princess; she heals the duskblade at a6.
Beldan has a held action, and it's
round...5!!!
I reckon everybody can go if they want; or wait on Beldan's move. Bel's at b5 and can run out and stab somebody.
Gittik |
I thought I was at B6. Ah well....
"You no get better!" roars (in a high-pitched sort of way) the furious halfling.
Attacking the duskblade at A6. Roll to hit = 19 + 10 = 29, threat confirmation = 12 + 10 = 22, damage = 9 if no crit, and 19 if crit is confirmed. Roll to hit with kukri = 12 + 10 = 22, damage = 1 + 3 = 4.
dungeonmaster heathy |
whelp, we're to that level where flying wizard start to become the norm...
the airborne hobgoblin taunts Gittik: "I will burn you with the dragon's breath bound in this wand, wild one. I've heard of the hobniz that was a goblin. I look forward to collecting your skull, Gittik."
dungeonmaster heathy |
ALTAI:
The current hobgoblin goes down, is pulled to the ghoul garbage disposal, and a new one is ushered in to his doom.
"I...uh....well, a deal with one of those Amber's usually ends up dooming to the dealer....
yes; maybe the thing in the hallway might be coaxed in here. When he does, though, I'm running like mad. Sorry, friend...I shall have to bid thee adieu...for the nonce, anyhow, if you survive.
JeanLuc: "how do you enjoy your repaste, good mage?" He strokes the hilt of his rapier lovingly,...do you eat?
Altai Iscarni |
Altai's a little leery of actually eating the food, as he's heard the stories about eating with fairies and the Fey Realm; if, as the ghoul says, "time has no meaning" in this place, the effects might be analogous... Does the food feel odd? Is there any illusions involved?
dungeonmaster heathy |
"Meh, you no scare me. Me forget how many people say them want kill me, but me still alive. Me carve name on you heart and eat it while you watch."
"Ha ha ha! I barely have a heart. It shriveled to the size of a pea, shrinking a little bit with each little pablum sucking hobniz I've offed. When I remove your head from your body, I'll have my fairy princess keep it alive to watch what's next. And my heart will wither away to a speck of fly s$$!."
dungeonmaster heathy |
ALTAI:
Altai Iscarni |
"Delicious indeed, noble sir. Now, if you don't mind, I thought I would acquant myself a little further with your estate" Altai gets up and heads for the door.
I'll go look for the whateveritwas from the corridor. In order to avoid getting lost, I'll mark the walls where I'm going witch chalk, so that I can quickly find my way back.
Beldan Vale |
Beldan dashes out to flank the hobgoblin fighter B8 with Gittik, stabbing at him with the rapier in rapid succession, seeking chinks in armour and vital organs beneath.
Round 4 attack: 14+4+2 (flanking) = 20. Damage: 4+1 = 5 + sneak attack: 19 = 24 total.
Round 5 attack: 18+4+2 (flanking) = 24. Crit confirm roll: 3. Damage: 6+1 = 7 + sneak attack: 15 = 22 total.
dungeonmaster heathy |
Beldan kills the hob fighter with his first hit. His blade springs forth from his chest, and the fighter goes down.
The wizard is all alone, hovering in his quiet house, but for his thrall fairy princess.
You can reach the mage's leg with your sword if you want, but it's not a sneak attack; say the word....
Altai Iscarni |
BTW, for the fight - don't forget that Gittik and Riese have See invisible up and running. It wouldn't have made much of a difference yet, but it might come in handy if the cloaked guy tries any funny tricks...
dungeonmaster heathy |
That's cool...
Altai:
"Aaaah, that's better then...for dessert they've concocted something called a banana split...I look forward to it.
So, Altai; do you fauncy yourself a fighting man? What do you think of my Clone of Doom? Think you can take him?"
The ghoul slaps his palm to his forehead.
Riese's Altered Form |
Riese fires off a bolt of flame at the wizard....Imbelia Furtion de'flar!5d6=17 fire damage DC18 reflex for half. FireBolt
Altai Iscarni |
dungeonmaster heathy |
ALTAI:
"Oh, come now....I'll make him fight you barehanded. You can wear armor, and full weaponry if you wish." He's enjoying this, you can tell.
Two xvarts scuttle in, carrying small covered oblong dishes.
"Aaaaah...the banana splits."
In the ring, the Clone of Doom has the latest hapless hobgoblin in a headlock. There's a cracking sound, just as JeanLuc pulls the silvery lid off his banana split, and the hapless hob slumps to the floor.
"Dig in, you'll find it most delightful."
Two hob's drag the next unfortunate into the ring, and JeanLuc raises a tiny bell and rings it. Two xvarts nod their head, and go into a secret door behind wooden panelling on the left wall of the room.