"Aww man..."
A few of us have spacial problems. Fake Healer does our mapping sometimes, too, but he's been swamped lately. Three mappers is good because we do a fair amount of scrapping and I have no time to do it for long stretches.
If we could get heathy to draw the maps and post scans that would speed the whole thing up even more. Got a scanner DM dude? Oh yah, he does posts from work - that is problematic.
Elgan-Hawk screeches again in warning, and releases another fire-bomb onto the crawling Harpies.
To hit (Touch)1d20+6=20, Dmg1d6+5=8
Hit the one at f5...you don't kill it, but you're whittling them down.
Gittik, Beldan, Oso, and Pip are left to attack this round.
Standing right behind Stig, Pip catches the full force of the breaking wind.
"Blarrgh!" Pip screams as the noxious fumes encircle him
He decides to get some fresh air
"Coming through!" He shouts at Riese
Standing right behind Stig, Pip catches the full force of the breaking wind.
"Blarrgh!" Pip screams as the noxious fumes encircle him
He decides to get some fresh air
"Coming through!" He shouts at Riese
With that roll, you can tumble by Riese into f4 with no aoo; can't tumble any more, but you can attack.
Tumble--15 gets you 1/2 speed without an aoo, 25 gets you over/under/through and enemy w/out an aoo; failing that you can't even get through, and they aoo you.
Pip leaps to his feet after his tumble by Riese, stabbing at the undead harpy before him.
Allegro is slow on the uptake
She swats his weapon aside with one flailing dug.
That's so nasty!!!
Oso spins back from fetching Riese at Altai's call.
He floats near the ledge area and calls on Kelanen to make the monsters flee.
He then flies down to Riese in embarrassment.
Riese is allready up there.
No turns occur.
Scratch that then, Oso fetches the dog, Tensor.
"You has been on the chow?"
It's all good. Hope the boy is feeling better.
I just found out that this monster thread is giving the website performance issues, so I think we oughta start a new thread.
The thread is dead!
Long live the thread!!!
I named it Heathy's Isle of Dread Thread...
HUZZAH!!!
Yeah, don't start a new thread just yet. I like the idea of a twenty thousand-post thread on our boards....
That's cool; we'll keep going then.
I just didn't want Gary having to do a bunch of work for something as banal as a damn pbp thread.
(lol) if Tenser has puppies...
Yeah, don't start a new thread just yet. I like the idea of a twenty thousand-post thread on our boards....
But what about when they hit the fifty thousand post mark? ~wistles innocently~
SHEEEESH!!!
It's Gittik's go; we'll keep going with this thread.
Somebody want to attack for Gittik?
It's been his turn all day, and I think Aubrey's really concentrating on the Eberron game second phase beginning; plus by the time he wakes up it'll still be his turn, so no harm, no foul.
We've got a tarrasque of a thread to create, by thunder!!!
Stoke the cannons! Swill the bilge water! Warp five, Mr. Gittik!!!
On my mark.......engage.
"YAAAAAH!" Gittik lays into the undead harpy, slicing it up like a dimutive, demented teppanyaki chef.
I thought this was just goofing around.
We's doin science stuff!!!
WooHoo 20,000 coming up...
Oh wrong thread...
Gittik!!! A first level bard who overdosed on male performance enhancers spontaneously teleports within swordslength!
KILLL HIIIIIM>>>
(just kidding)
WooHoo 20,00 coming up
Oh wrong thread
Get back to the thread that you belong to, Demon Spawn Gnome Bard! You have Bard-ly posted there!
"YAAAAAH!" Gittik lays into the undead harpy, slicing it up like a dimutive, demented teppanyaki chef.
Cool back to business....
Gittik goes through the turkeywoman with his slicing electric carving knives, and she falls, quartered, in a sloppy heap. Inanimate is the proper word, for she was allready dead.
Their turn....
The one at c5 finally plops to the ground.
Pip is cruelly throttled by the two femur-wielding harpys at e4 and f5.
He takes 8 h.p. in damage.
At d8, the door barges open. A wave of Cuthbert knows how many lizardmen barge in the room, all grunting like bull gators and menacing with spears and clubs. They fill squares a-e5, a-f6, a-f7, and d8....
(note.....Mob Rules in effect; I'm not rolling no damn 35 or whatever attacks for these froggers).
NEW ROUND!!!!!
(OMG--thank Pelor for "undo" because I went to copy my post pre-submit and I hit paste....sheeesh!!!)
just now....it's a new round now.
"Haha! You die now, turkey-woman!" Gittik goes after the closest harpy, blades flashing.
Gittik cuts the harpy down as well. The fury is abated for a moment;
"Burn, you damnable reptilians!" Altai runs towards the lizardmen, stopping to blast the crowd of newcomers with flames.
Altai runs up to the front of the mass of troops and casts Gouts of flame blast the mob, and a couple fall. Some hit the ground, and some seem to be held upright, dead on their feet, by the press of their fellows. They surge slowly onward...
“Wah! Crap.”
Beldan digs around in his pack, pulls out a flask of alchemist’s fire and chucks it into the midst of the mob.
It's like a swarm essentially. You can attack and deal damage with hand weaponry, and area effect stuff does good damage to them....
The fire lights a gob of them up. You hear frantic hissing as they are immersed in gobs of flaming gelid material.
Elgan-Hawk Screeches again, and a ball of flame materializes directly if front of the lizard-horde, and rolls up to them, burning almost as brightly as the lizards it catches on fire!
Boingy! Boingy!!!
The sphere bounces around in their ranks. Shrieks of horror and pain can be heard.
The copious bird dander, guano, and detritus seems to be starting tiny fires all around the floor. It's starting to stink of smoke and gore now in the room.
She swats his weapon aside with one flailing dug.
Stig steps toward them (wherever) and digs in with the adamantine waraxe: 1d20+6=19, 1d10+17=27
If it's a kill then cleave: 1d20+6=15, 1d10+17=20
I'm gonna be forty next month. When am I going to grow up.
Adamantine implants.She swats his weapon aside with one flailing dug.