Round 6, Init 14
Khaz moves in to help, attacking with her sickle to help distract the raccoon so the others might finish off the evil thing.
Round 6, Init 8
Dargon spins off his last attack into a powerful right uppercut, followed by an even more powerful back kick.
Sekathral: 22
Silvio: 21
Kyson: 19
Khazmia: 14
Savage pirates: 12
Zstelian: 11
Dargon: 8
New threat: 1
The little creature screeches as Sekathral's blade cuts deep into its spine, drawing a splash of sticky blood, though it's not so distracted that it can't manage to avoid Silvio's blade.
Kyson's fireball hits with a hiss and the stench of burning fur, and the creature's beginning to look very badly hurt. Still, the priest isn't sure what exactly it is, much less what it was before whatever seems to be affecting the things in this cove mutated it as well.
Despite Khazmia and Kayle's attempts to distract their small foe, Zstelian can't land a blow, as its flashing kukri continues to fend him off.
Dargon, though, lands a pair of powerful blows, but he can feel their impact dulled by the creature's fur and various spots of bone jutting from its flesh. Still, he thinks he hears some bones snap, though the creature doesn't seem to let on that it's injured. In fact, it lashes back out at the dwarf, cutting him with its blade while Dargon is distracted by the remaining pirate, who rushed after .
Victim determination:
Victim determination:
Pirate 3: 15 hp
Navesh: 29 hp
Round 6, Init 22, HP 10/18, AC 16
Sekathral, positioned squarely behind the tiny beast, narrows his eyes and prepares another deadly strike.
"I've had it with this! Stop it!" She tries again to touch to the beast, her other hand whipping out to slap at the thing, this time right next to him.
Round 7, Init 19
Kyson smiles as his second fire burst hits the creature.
"I'm fighting too! I'M FIGHTING TOO!" Kyson yells, extending his fist into the air and continuing that with a bit more hoots, dancing, and other buffoonery.
Full round celebration & excitement.
Init +9; Senses Perception +7
AC 19, touch 13, flat-footed 16 (+4 armor, +2 shield, +3 Dex)
hp 17/24 (3d8+3)
Fort +5, Ref +4, Will +7
Spd 30 ft.
Melee
. . Scimitar +1 (1d6-1/18-20/x2) and
. . Whip -3 (1d3-1/20/x2)
Fire Bolt (1d6+1) +5 Ranged Touch Attack 30' Ranged touch attack deals 1d6+1 Fire damage. (2/7 used)
Touch of Glory Grant +3 to a CHA-based skill or ability check. (0/7 used)
Channel Positive Energy 2d6 (DC 15) (1/5 used)
Bless: Round 7 of 10
Silvio continues to switch blows with the creature, still careful and taking his time.
Sekathral: 22
Silvio: 21
Kyson: 19
Khazmia: 14
Savage pirates: 12
Zstelian: 11
Dargon: 8
New threat: 1
Sekathral's blade again just finds an opening, but this time his blade cuts deeply enough that the creature staggers a bit; snaps once more, apparently at the air; and then collapses, dead, bursting into acidic goo.
With that foe down, Khazmia touches the last pirate, who suddenly seems to lose control of his limbs, falling to the ground, where Dargon quickly finishes him off.
With your foes dead, the cavern falls quiet save for the sound of Kyson hooting and dancing.
When the foes fall, Kyson slowly ends his celebratory dance, thinking that his cheering lead to the their final demise.
Seeing the near-unavoidable bursts of acid beginning his friends who were too busy fighting to properly prematurely celebrate, Kyson begs Sarenrae for help.
Kyson holds aloft his holy symbol and murmurs a quiet prayer.
Are you there, Sarenrae? It's me, Kyson. I need you.
healing
* * *
Kyson will then look around the room, mostly trying to figure out where that thing that came out of nowhere came from.
Take 20 Perception = 20+7 = 27
There's a tunnel leading to the northeast in the eastern wall of the cave; it likely came out of there.
"and stay down, y...you...you.. scarf assassin!" she screams, ripping her ruined scarf from her throat and throwing the scraggly remnants down next to the final pirate.
Looking about as the battle noise dies, Khaz catches the last of Kyson's celebratory performance echoing through the cavern. "What?! Oh! oh, yes, Kyson! You were right there too, fighting the good fight. D-don't worry about the s-scarf. I'm sure I can find another." someday.
Forcing a smile she doesn't feel, she turns back to the rest, "Alright, where to next?"
Stepping clear of the spray of acid, Sekathral draws himself up to his full height, then glowers at Kyson, speaking with his voice lowered by a couple of notches
"Before we go anywhere, I think we need to have a word with that young man", jabbing his finger towards the cleric, "about his absolutely disgusting language. I have no idea where you learned to speak like that - hanging around with priests, no doubt, but by sainted Iomedae, I never thought in all my born days I'd hear the word"
He puckers up his mouth and glares down his nose,
" poopy uttered out loud, in mixed company! Control yourself, sir!"
Then, in a more reasonable tone of voice, "I'm not angry, Kyson, just terribly, terribly disappointed"
He moves off, repeating Kyson's curse words to himself in between bursts of sniggering.
"You need not worry, my lady. Silvio will replace the scarf so that you once again may grace your delicate neck with the finest of silk!" Silvio announces upon Khazmia's outburst.
The nobleman stands over the fallen foe to contemplate. "Where shall Silvio direct his heroic frame?" he says to himself. "Ah, the cave. Are you ready to follow in Silvio footsteps towards glory and riches?" the swashbuckler asks the group then strides into the cave.
Kyson backs up from Sekathral as the man angrily pokes him.
This is it! Now he's going to kill me!
"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to! It just came out!" Kyson apologizes profusely.
Maybe Seka's becoming one of them mean acidy pirates.
Kyson lets out a big breath as Seka seems to end his rampage against him and turns away. Kyson spends a few moments composing himself.
I should be more careful with what I say.
* * *
Kyson waits until everyone is gone ahead before following, pausing a moment to stop and pocket the beloved scarf that Khaz had cast away and Silvio had valiantly trampled in his quest for the next heroics.
"You need not worry, my lady. Silvio will replace the scarf so that you once again may grace your delicate neck with the finest of silk!" Silvio announces upon Khazmia's outburst.
Khaz does her best to swallow her remaining disappointment, and smiles at Silvio's gallant offer, "Thank you, Silvio, you are very kind."
it *is* very kind of him to offer. But to find another one such as that? the perfect shade to match my eyes, the perfect weight to fall and flutter just so as I move. No, it is too much to ask of anyone, to replace such a lovely pashmina. But what a gentleman to offer!
Kyson backs up from Sekathral as the man angrily pokes him.
"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to! It just came out!" Kyson apologizes profusely.
Sekathral walks up to Kyson and pats him on the shoulder. "I was only pulling your plonker, mate - don't worry. Good first effort, by the way - try blaspheming a bit next time"
He loads his crossbow, looking around as he does so.
"Before we do go, I bet they haven't left anything worth taking, but let's have a quick peek anyway"
There doesn't appear to be anything of real value in the cavern, Sekathral. However, the four pirates each wear nice studded leather armor and three have scimitars while one wields a cleaver. The smaller creature carries an oddly curved dagger that's shaped almost like a banana; and is wearing linen clothes, slippers, a gold nose ring with a silver chain linked to a silver hoop earring, and a ruby ring.
Leaving the cave, the long, high-ceilinged tunnel leads into another sandy-floored chamber, though dozens of bolts of once-fine brocaded silk hang from lines of rope stretched lengthwise across the ceiling, making it difficult to accurately judge the cave's size.
Kyson, in helping gather up the loots from the fallen pirates, will cast Detect Magic looking for auras on anything.
When that is completed, he will help pack it on himself and his party mates (avoiding mean ol' Seka) before lining up to go to the next room.
The slippers radiate as magic.
Kyson holds up the nice slippers.
Spellcraft
You believe they are slippers of spider climbing.
First Kyson imagines the slippers on Silvio, seeing the man bravely challenging stalactites to single combat.
No, we'll never get him down.
Then he imagines them on Dargon...but then realizes the next time the dwarf got drunk, he'd never come down.
How do you get a drunk spider climbing dwarf off a wall?
I don't know, how?
It wasn't a riddle, brain! I'm asking you!
Uhm...a stone giant with a spatula?
I don't know why I waste time talking to you.
Not knowing any stone giants with combat spatulas, he imagines the slippers on Seka, but realizes the man would never deign to wear something so pretty.
Then he imagines them on Zstelian.
Meh, he couldn't use his weapons well up there.
Then he imagines them on himself, but realizes he has a fear of heights...and, even more than that, falling.
Kyson shivers at the thought.
Kyson looks at the slippers, then to Khaz's big feet, then back to the dainty slippers, then to the Princess Talons, but sighing and realizing that it's probably the best choice.
"Uhm, Khaz? Maybe you should wear these? I think that they should help you climb the wall. You might be able to fire your spells from safety..."
...if they fit on your hooves.
"What? Oh Kyson! They're lovely!" Khaz takes the delicate slippers in hand, turning them first one way then the other to see them from all sides "Oh, I hope they'll fit!"
She probably should be more cautious, what with the savage nature of their previous owner, but they're sooo beautiful, and she did just lose her very most favorite scarf of all time. "It's like the gods are watching, and setting the world to rights again!" she nearly purrs to herself as she begins to loosen the laces on her travel boots so she can try on the new slippers.
HP 18/30
Getting splashed once more in the face with the acid goo leaves Dargon dazed and distracted for a moment.
"I'm not a fan of this gunk," Dargon says as he wipes away a layer of disolved skin left by the goo.
Kyson readies to move down the appointed passageway, following Silvio.
"So Kyson, you really think these will help me climb? How does that work, exactly?"
Having (successfully?) donned the new slippers, Khaz moves to a nearby wall to try them out.
Khaz, the slippers seem to work very nicely, letting you climb up the sides of the wall without having to use your hands.
Zstelian, they seem like they were badly damaged by water, but you might be able to salvage some of them. However, right now they're blocking you from making out any details of the chamber.
"Khaz, use those new magic slippers to help me clear these rotten silks. There's something hidden behind them."
Zstelian works to clear the obstructions he can reach.
"oooh, happy to, Zstelian. Look! Hey, some of these might not be so bad!" Khaz climbs up to help move the silks.
Kyson tries to stand near where Khaz climbs (but not directly under) in case he needs to provide aid should any accidents occur.
I got you, Khaz. Don't worry. Let me worry for you.
Sekathral observes Khaz and Zstelian for a moment, comments, "Bit like taking down a set of rigging, ain't it?", and moves to help
Silvio rises an eyebrow when Khaz uses the slippers to climb the wall. "Those are handy slipper indeed. Perhaps Silvio can borrow them sometime, yes?" he says adding "They would be most useful when taking a lady friend to a secluded place, yes?" and nudges Kyson.
Looking down from the silken heights, Khaz flashes a carefree smile at Kyson, positively beaming, "Kyson, these are wonderful!"
Silvio rises an eyebrow when Khaz uses the slippers to climb the wall. "Those are handy slipper indeed. Perhaps Silvio can borrow them sometime, yes?" he says adding "They would be most useful when taking a lady friend to a secluded place, yes?" and nudges Kyson.
"Well I don't know, Silvio. I might be using them an awfully lot. This is fun! Besides, I don't think they'll fit your big heroic...feet. They're much too dainty for that!
As you begin clearing the silks, you hear a sudden rush of noise, and suddenly a horrible, deformed, two-legged man-sized lizard pounces through the hangings and lands on Sekathral, talons and teeth flashing.
In a flash, the elf is suddenly left in a heap on the ground, gaping wounds quickly spilling his blood onto the sandy ground.
Perception:
Dargon:
Khazmia:
Kyson:
Sekathral:
Silvio:
Zstelian:
Stealth:
Initiative:
Round 1, Peeing in Pants 24
As the cthulusaurus comes and rips Sekathral to bits, Kyson simultaneously cries "Seka!!" (because no man, even Sekathral, deserves such a fate) and pees himself silly.
Kyson murmurs a quick prayer, hoping that Sekathral is still alive, and carefully moves away from the 'thing'.
I hope it only eats pirates.
"The dwarf is a pirate too! Get him instead of me!" Kyson yells over his shoulder as he moves back a bit.
Round 1, Init 11, HP -3/18, AC 16
Sekathral, lying in a bloody heap on the ground, twitches slightly, an old sea song running through his head:
Farewell to me parents and me crew
And to my dear Sally, goodbye
Here I lie, a-bleeding on the deck
When for your sweet sake I would die
Silvio quickly draws his sword and moves towards carefully towards the reptile. "That is right, Kyson. You pick our friend away from there and Silvio will cover your retreat!" he shouts a incouragement to the young cleric. "You now face Silvio, great sea captain and hero to all!" the chelaxian informs the giant lizard as he prods his blade in a few practice thrusts to try and find its weaknesses.
Round 1, Initiative 21
"Sekathral! Where in the Seven Sands did that thing come from?" Striking out with the first thing that comes to her, Khaz launches an acidic ray at the lizard-man-thing.
Round 1, Init 10
ooc]HP 30/30
AC 17 (21), touch 16 (20), flat-footed 14, (fighting defensively w/ crane style, (XX)not until after his turn)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +6
CMD 21 (25)[/ooc]
Dargon enters his cran stance as he steps in to trip and then stomp on the lizard.
Kyson: 24
Khazmia: 21
Silvio: 17
Ripclaw: 17
Sekathral: 11
Dargon: 10
Zstelian: 8
Kyson and Khazmia, reacting quickly to this new threat, move into action, slinging spells. The priest stabilizes Sekathral -- his wounds suddenly knitting closed, though he doesn't wake -- while Khazmia blasts the beast with a ray of acid.
Silvio waves his sword at the creature, trying -- successfully -- to get its attention. The creature turns from Sekathral's limp form and leaps on the Chelaxian, talons and claws cutting into the swordsman and opening up huge rents.
The creature swipes ineffectively at Dargon as the dwarf swipes his leg over its, toppling the beast and provoking a cry that could be rage or surprise or likely both.
With the creature on the ground, where it appears too surprised to even notice Kayle, Zstelian's swords flashes down, opening up a shallow cut along its flank.
Crit confirm:
AoO:
Ripclaw: 10
Round 2, Init 24
"Wow Dargon! Nice work! Get it while its down!"
Seeing the wounds on Silvio, Kyson realizes that Sarenrae's light is once again needed.
He will hold up his holy symbol again and pray for the sun's divine energy (excluding the dinosaur).
Are you there, Sarenrae? It's me, Kyson. Kyson Tirc. I need you.
Healing
Kyson will draw his wand of CLW.
Round 2, Initiative 21
"I am so not getting near that thing! I'm out of scarves and I just got these new slippers!"poor Seka! Rent like old clothes for the ragman on washday!
Khaz slings another ray of acid the beast, even through melee, if necessary.
The blood runs freely from Silvio's multiple wounds and the chelaxian staggers clearly having trouble keeping balance. He spits a breath of blood on the ground infront of the massive lizard. "So, the raptor's got claws? Care to try that again?" he taunts.