Tararr Trollspiltter |
I hope I don't have to put a rabid elf down....;)
As Tararr gives some more dwarven care to Daeron, he thinks he may have figured out what the problem is. Again attempting to fix the issue he tends to the injured wizard. "I'm used to woking with more muscle than this." he grouches.
Heal 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Daeron Gwadestael |
Well let's hope the stubby dwarven fingers washed hands before he started poking and proding. :p. Anyway here's another fort roll with a +6 for the dwarven first aid given. And don't forget about the other unconscious elf courtesy of a deathly embrace.
Fort: 1d20 + 1 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 1 + 4 + 2 = 23
Daeron Gwadestael |
Ach, what madness has befallen me? This gore and muck..and untimely coincidence that I have not prepared my usual spells of cleaning and must wallow in this filth until we return to the surface.
His bewildered gaze falls upon the unconscious Chitleen.
My kin did not fare too well either it seems. He does not look too badly hurt from a cursory inspection. Some grace from your holy patron Ragathiel may revive him to wakefulness, Surak and ease some of my wounds as well.
Chitleen Shudra |
Rousing groggily before you, Chitleen puts his hand to his neck and grimaces when it comes away wet and red with his own blood. Nodding thanks to Surak, he moves his hands to his satchel and removes a small crystal vial that he applies a smear of liquid to temple and cheek. Looking much improved he then stands and casts a raised eyebrow at the dagger shaped hole in Daeron's leg that appears to have been self inflicted "It would seem I missed some interesting activity?" also retrieving his sword from where it fell.
CLW Extract: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 - up to 13/15 HP
Tararr Trollspiltter |
"How many times am I gonna need ta tell ya to stand behin' me,elf!?! I thought ye were a goner that time." And with that the dwarf continues on his tirade of how elves need to stick to their bows and flaky magic all the while trying to hide his obvious concern for the less stout folks.
Tararr Trollspiltter |
"Stand aside...", he whispers,"..likely more ambushers."
Pumping himself up and drawing throwing hammer from his belt, the rager throws open the door with an earth shattering roar letting the hammer fly at the first moving thing he sees.
Rage 4/10 Hammer throw (If possible.) 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13 DMG 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Daeron Gwadestael |
You would have missed some embarrassing activity, my kin. I would have thought to bath my new pointed implement of battle in the blood of my enemies, but alas I had to wipe elven blood off as it plunged deep within my thigh, courtesy of foul magicks.
Daeron picks off the remaining crusts of clotted blood and watches as positive energy knits back his wounds partially. Being in a much better position, Daeron rips a fold of his own clothing, fashioning a tight bandage as he hobbles back up.
The crash of the door opening signals the use of a dwarven stealth as Tarrar barges into the next room.
Bow in hand, Daeron follows not far behind.
Hungry Voodoo |
The door slams open sending clouds of gray incense smoke swirling about. Through the haze, you can make out that the room looks to be a bedroom and study. There is a bed in the corner and a table near it holds a lit lantern. Once fine rugs and tapestries provide some warmth to the room. Shelves along the walls holds books and various curios, but you see no occupant.
Chitleen Shudra |
Putting a hand of solidarity on Daeron's shoulder Chitleen jests "Your leg looks finer then I wager my throat does brother." before moving after the subtle and delicate dwarven berserk.
Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32 Extra +1 for sight based... so missed by 2
Nose twitching at the scent Chitleen's face darkens with concern...
Is it the scent of yamuun?
Shirish |
Have we lost another dwarven priest? Sheesh, maybe I'll dump Shirish to make a battle cleric of Gorum
Shirish rolls her eyes when Tararr mewls upon entering the chamber. Surely discretion would have been the better part of valor when traveling further into the complex with no advanced knowledge of its denizens, but then... he did not seem to encompass huge mental reserves, or patience. So few of her brothers and sisters raged so, and were often immediately sold to the gladiator pits, lacking the temperament required for strict training in defense.
At Chitleen's word, Shirish lowers her sword slightly. The spell caster was not abed, "How long might he be away?" she wonders. She does not want to camp in this place, knowing only one, extremely narrow and difficult to navigate exit.
Chitleen Shudra |
Surak should be back soon enough - he mentioned a trip OOC
Chitleen shakes his head "I do not know Shirish... but I would not yet lower our guard." With that Chitleen moves into the room and begins to look over the notes and equipment, seeking both enlightenment... and wealth...
Perception: take 10 for 23
Hungry Voodoo |
I forgot- Surak back tomorrow.
Chitleen quickly finds a stub of burned yamuun incense on the table near the bed and a small jeweled box with two sticks left. There is also a golden brooch left lying on the bed. He turns to look over the texts when there is the crash of a sarcophagus lid being thrown open in the next chamber!
Chitleen 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Tarrar 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Daeron 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Surak 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Shirish 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Return of the Livid Dead1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Round 1
Daeron
Tararr
Chitleen
Livid Dead
Shirsh
Surak
Tararr Trollspiltter |
RD1 AC 16 , Rage 5/10, HP22/22
"So much for not handling the problem earlier, eh orc?", he says with a raised eyebrow. Drawing his Urgrosh from his back me moves to the door."Quickly, we can hold them to one at a time if stand shouder to shoulder.
Move to doorway, Raging, and attack nearest deadite.
Urgrosh 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 DMG 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Are Tararr and Shirish able to block the doorway yet still get their licks in? How far from the door am I?
Daeron Gwadestael |
I was sure I secured the coffers well and tight.
Daeron considers the use of of his arcane spells, giving the noisy dwarf barbarian a size boost but thinks against it, considering the waste if the warrior needed to use the door swiftly.
Gently Daeron pulls out his familar, Ghema, who stretches his wing after a long nap.
Fly, and keep a look out for any hidden foes at my back! Daeron commands.
Then, bow drawn and ready, Daeron awaits his first sighting of the undead.
Move - retrieve familiar, Free - drop familiar, Standard - Ready vs Enemy.
attack with bow: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Hungry Voodoo |
Ghema flitters above as Daeron draws his bow in preparation and Chitleen fills his satchel. Tararr charges to the door ready to deal with more rage zombies. In a moment the hemorrhaging corpse lurches into the room.
Daeron's shot goes high as Tararr moves into the line of fire, bu tthe dwarf lands a solid blow. The quickened corpse retaliates with a twisted claw that clubs the dwarf. Tararr- gave you the charge bonus to hit, and you take 6 hp bludge, DC 13 fort save or confused 1 round.
Round 1 cont.
Chitleen-x
Daeron-x
Tararr-x
Livid Dead-x
Shirsh
Surak
Tararr Trollspiltter |
AC15, HP21/26, Rage 5/10 Fort 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Crap.1d100 ⇒ 24Yes!
The heavy blow of the undead fiend nearly knocks him senseless, but the thick skin and dense muscle of the dwarf carry him through. The attack fuels the warrior's battle fury driving to greater heights.
Full Attack,Reckless Abandon +1hit/-1AC
Urgrosh 1 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22 DMG 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Urgrosh 2 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 DMG 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Surak Kekmor |
Surak shouts a prayer of blessing, and a faint light passes from his hand to each of his allies. He readies his weapon to attack.
Bless: +1 attack, +1 save vs. fear for 2 minutes
If I were to move to M9 next round, can I hit the creature from there? If so, I ready my bastard sword. Otherwise, I grab a javelin. Either way, I stay where I am this round.
Hungry Voodoo |
ok now, it's getting a bit crowded at the doorway. -2 penalty to those attacking from the sides of the door. -4 soft cover for ranged.
Shirish moves up beside the maddened dwarf who nearly backhands here in his fury and spoils her strike. Surak calls upon the blessings of Ragathiel and readies a weapon. Chitleen cannot get a clean shot and holds his arrow as Tararr literally foams at the mouth as lays into the corpse destroying it and splattering diseased gore everywhere.
Another DC 13 fort save for Tararr (@ -2 for 2nd exposure) and Shirish (+2 for cover) or rage and confused each round up to 4 rounds.
Daeron Gwadestael |
I believe it would be prudent to take a step back and see what foul effects has the undead filth upon our comrades. Sometimes it just needs a small prod to propel someone already living on the edge.
Daeron eyes Tarrar warily, cautiously moving behind the bed and continues to observe.
Tararr Trollspiltter |
Fort-2 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 Uhhhoh... 1d100 ⇒ 5 If a high Fort character is going to be missing saves, at least the dicebot is kind enough to nullify the effects,hahah.
Shaking the blood and guts from his face,Tararr lets loose a great, booming laugh. As the fury slips from his body his muscle relax slightly and his face untwist. "That is what I call a good time! See how much safer you are when ya me handle these things,Chitleen?"
End rage 6/10, 2 Rds fatigued HP 17/22,AC 17
Chitleen Shudra |
Another DC 13 fort save for Tararr (@ -2 for 2nd exposure) and Shirish (+2 for cover) or rage and confused each round up to 4 rounds.
You ain't out of the woods yet Tararr... still a potential for three more confused rounds to go...
Chitleen smiles meekly as he puts a hand unconsciously to his neck wound.
Tararr Trollspiltter |
Crap, lol. WATCH OUT!
Though he calms himself for a moment, the desire to continue on his warpath seems stick with the slayer. Calling on his years of training the dwarf again attempts to calm his bloodlust, though it seems even harder than ever. Thrashing widely about with no enemy to attack, the rage grips Tararr causing him to slam the spiked end of his axe into himself.
Fort -2(add plus two to result if Surak's aid was enough.1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 Wow... 1d100 ⇒ 63
1d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 Suck,hahaha. Thank goodness for DR.This is going to get ugly. 6 damage.