Braxton pulls out a acid flask as he rushes forward and wishes luck for his wild throw.
After his wild throw Braxton curses, so he moves closer and draws one of his bombs and tosses it one of the enemies moving towards him.
Corum looks at the three duplicate figures moving with him with relief.
"Back me up, Braxton. Bad guys a coming."
Braxton's bomb explodes on impact. After the flash and debris clear, the ugothol drops... it's arm is destroyed, and a black oily substance gloops out.
Mayor takes Errik's hesitation as a chance to regain his authoritative presence... it turns to tantrum levels... " Should give a gaunt fruit for what slithers off your treacherous tongue?" He pushes up his remaining sleeve.
"I will embrace death After I turn these impudent interlopers into ... I will " the spittle starts to fly "I will hunt you down... and your bones will be a for your "
The trueform Ugothols lope over to the many Corums. They scramble to either side.. as if trying to herd all of the Corum's in.
One of the still-human looking workers charges Braxton with a hatchet, the one near him armed with a club cautiously strafes to flank. Though a nasty swing, Braxton deflects enough to only receive a imminent welt from the shaft.
The third still-human worker limps scorched over to Doyle's side... eyeing Errik.
Hearing Corum's cries for back up he shakes his head, "Little busy prying off this guises! HAHA!" He draws his crowbar in two hands and smashes the guised workers.
A hairy chunk flies off the side of the worker's head from Braxton's blow. His slick black true skin balloons out from the wound. He starts to grow and his human skin dries, cracks, and is sucked into the black skin like dead leaves sinking in oil.
Mayor Doyle turns, and looks over the battle... You now see Errik has been encased in a transparent bubble.
About a hundred feet to the southwest, you see two blond young women wrestling with each other near a large mound of felled trees. They look identical from here, though the one in the cloak appears to be badly injured.
"You could surrender... or things could turn "
Corundum and his three figments retreat towards Braxton, readying a color spray as they close.
Mayor Doyle tells the worker near him to join the others fighting Braxton and Corum, then walks over to Errik.
"You and your allies the power to best me... join me, and I will spare their lives."
The Faceless Stalkers trying to corral Corum lope after... swiping at him and his illusionary doubles with their disproportionately long limbs. They begin to strike when a blast of scintillating colors stops them briefly in their tracks.. twenty feet from the elf wizard.
The one clonked by Braxton takes a step back out of the crowbar's reach, then swings at him and connects with his hatchet. The other tries to club him... also from a distance, but succeeds only in knocking Braxton's hat askew.
Braxton moves in on the one he hit before and smashes it with his crowbar and snickers at the other one, "You know you don't touch another man's hat, you'll learn your lesson soon after your friend here!"
Corundum enlarges Braxton so he can do more damage.
Braxton's crowbar slams into the creature's shoulder and then catches the side of it's lump-like head with the continuation of the swing. The abomination's skin ripples from the force of the blow, and striated lines like stretchmarks form... radiating from the impact site.
Several humanoids enter the fray from the southwest. The blond girl seen earlier grappling with someone who could be her twin, charges in, slams into and latches on to the Ugothol just brained by Braxton.
Once close enough to engage in conversation, a male human - armed with a large maul, calls out, "Hey, what's going on here? Who are you and what's the fighting about?"
Doyle starts to bluff... playing the victim until he realizes the form of his allies would make that more effort than he could spare.
As Doyle begins to cast, the maul-wielder charges toward him... The Ugothol near the mayor sprints to intercept, and receives a blistering smash to his torso from the maul-wielder.
The Ugothol retaliates bringing both malformed fists together to smash the maul-wielder, but is deflected by the weapon's heavy back-swing.
Two other humanoids stroll in - one light-armored male wielding a rapier, as well as a cloaked and masked figure with a morningstar in one hand, and a glowing ball in the other hand.
The cloaked and masked figure scoffs at Doyle's bluff attempt "Uh huh. I think I've had children tell me more convincing lies than that" "So what's really going on here? Anybody care to explain? Perhaps your friend in the bubble?"
Mayor Doyle ignores the questions and continues his casting... incorporating swirls of his cane toward the Ugothol fighting the maul-wielding human. The abomination begins to grow.
The Ugothol next to Braxton takes several seconds shaking off the blond girl, and then takes a few steps north to better defend itself.
The Ugothol south of Braxton again uses his long reach to swing with his weapon. There is a loud crack sound as it strikes the crowbar-wielding human's elbow.
The two Ugothols on the far side of the battle remain still... though you see movement returning to their long fingers.
Corum steps closer, he and his images staying behind Braxton (A55).
He casts and a patch of grease appears under the mayor's feet.
Mayor Doyle continues his gesturing... appearing to be keeping his balance in spite of the slippery ground under his feet.
The crowbar-wielding human stops growing... now twice his height. He adjusts his grip on his weapon, and prepares to strike again.
unless my notes are wrong, you should still have one dispel magic scroll which you could have been getting ready to cast last round or two.
Braxton gives a nod to the blonde haired girl assisting him, comments while smashing the Ugothol that hit his arm, "Hello their little lass, quite a nice day to be smashing faceless ugly things don't you say?"
Zed allows his magic to seep into his weapon, letting it glow similar to the ball he just had. Hmm, it appears the esteemed Mayor is a problem here...I wonder... Zed raises a hand towards the Mayor, barking out "Hvelta!" and clenching his hand closed
Lyrralt will move up to include as many allies as possible (sorry at work and cant open the map) and Inspire Courage (+1) bonus.
The enlarged human's now massive crowbar slams into the abomination causing a black fluid spewing rupture as it crumples.
Mayor Doyle's hand starts to stiffen after the masked figure's spell, but he wills himself out of the ataxia.
The light-armored rapier wielder begins an emboldening performance.
Sunny hollers as she slams into the target of her charge.
Knocking it prone as she caroms into its legs.
(^_^)
The creature attempts to swat at the blond girl as slams into it. It moves too slowly, and falls flailing.
Varian takes a swing at the creature before him...
The enlarged abomination's leg buckles from the force of the earth breaker, and the creature is slow to recover. Dark liquid seeps from small tears in its glossy skin.
You did charge the previous round. Then on its turn it broke the grapple.
On this last turn of yours you were already standing next to it, and successfully tripped it.
(Charging would only give a bonus to hit, and -2 to your AC for one round anyway... not a bonus to damage )
"Save your meager cantrips boy... a painless death awaits those who submit! After fixing his combover Mayor Doyle touches his thumb to his index finger... then to his ring finger. A scroll appears in his hand which he begins to read while gesturing emphatically toward Varian with his cane.
Mayor Doyle catches himself watching... waiting for his spell to take effect. "Blast!"
The enlarged Ugothol smashes Varian between its fists, then wraps its fingers around his torso.
The two abominations which had been standing stunned for several seconds recover, and charge toward the enlarged crowbar-wielder and the several identical robed elves.
At the end of their charge, they both leap into the air bringing down two-fisted strikes at reach with a warbling rage-filled battle cry. One looks to have connected with his strike against the enlarged human... It begins to wrap around his waist with one bendy arm and long hands. It reaches for his arm with the other.
The other charging abomination succeeds in squashing one of the identical elves... it appears to instantly wink out of existence
Corundum steps away (square above a54) and casts a disruptive stream of magic missile in concert with the mayor.
Ready to go on mayors action.
Zed laughs "It seems you can handle no greater magic than I!"
Mayor Doyle replies while adjusting his cuffs under his morning jacket so the right amount of linen shows at the wrist.
"Pfft. I do say... Against you rabble - in spite of the betrayals which have just come to pass, triumphing today will rank amongst my opus of accomplishments a hair above ridding my garden of locusts."
"Winning a small fight ranks amongst your greatest accomplishments? You really are a pampered fool aren't you? I shudder to think of the rage I'd entice if I messed up your suit"
The Ugothol toppled by the blond girl shakes off its sluggishness, and attempts to rise while swinging one arm at her.
Braxton snarls at the Ugo that just hit him. "I you could eat I would tell you to eat THIS, OH HELL EAT THIS!!" He smashes the crowbar againist the creature.
Sunny ducks under the ugothol's swing, then delivers rupturing blow. Braxton then brings his massive crowbar down hard between the shoulders.
He then swings hard again as it turns to "face" him.
Sunny unleashes a barrage... fluid spurts more fiercely from its wounds with each strike until it falls.
Varian tries to break the grapple, but probably finds the grip of the creature a little too tight.
"Could use a little help here, if anyone's free..."
Zed charges for the Mayor, passing an open hand over his morningstar as he does so
Att (nonlethal)
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Lyrralt will continue his bardic music, acitvate arcane strike, and move up and take a shot at the abomination fighting Varian.
Mayor Doyle is nearly knocked off his feet from the blow. He slams into the force bubble, then somehow, instantly splits into four copies crouched on the ground. Each copy turns and bolts in a different direction. One heads west, one heads south. The other two run southeast and southwest.
Lyrralt's words continue to embolden. He stabs at the enlarged abomination gripping Varian. The creatures skin ripples and seals so quickly, he feels a slight tug at his weapon as he pulls it free.
The creature ignores the rapier attacks, sees Mayor Doyle scatter, and turns. It gives Varian one last squeeze then releases him... moving to join the Doyle heading southeast.
The other two ugothols turn to run southeast as well... Their will to fight seems to evaporate when Doyle flees.
Varian screams in pain as the creature does him one last, and serious, set of crushing wounds, then groans softly in surprised relief as the creature drops him and he slumps halfway to the ground. He hefts his weapon, never having dropped it, but no one is within range of an easy attack for him as most of them run off to the southeast.
He grits his teeth and growls out, "Dammit, they're getting away... "
Zed is startled by the split "Not so human after all" and smashes the one heading south
AoO
Damage
As the others scatter Zed looks at Varian "The rest of you pursue, I'll see to him!"