One of the barbarians ignore the advancing party members and gets to work on the door.
Which is easily destroyed by the barbarian's attacks. One of them engage the giant lizard next to him.
The last one steps forward and does the same to Kalt.
The ankylosaur, under Avora's direction, continues its assault on the barbarian.
plus stun (DC 23)
Meanwhile, if her ball of flame is still going (which it should be for at least 6 more rounds by my reckoning), she will recall it and send it against the barbarian as well.
The barbarian is stunned and takes some damage.
Shanya swallows her fear and starts eying the barbarian before her for weaknesses.
Frothing mad. Attempt to cripple legs first--hamper mobility before working on other body parts.
She steps forward, and as her form shifts from side to side, she stabs...
Shanya is able to strike once for a little damage.
Tik sees that one of the raiders is about to get inside. Wanting to prevent it, he steps up and attacks him, holding his bastard sword in two hands and swinging with all the might his borrowed body can muster.
Lana keeps an eye out for allies in need of assistance.
The Tik-barbarian misses with his strikes. The sorceror flies forward and lets out a devastating blast of cold at Tik, Avora, Shanya, and Lana.
Kalt takes a step closer to the fray and cuts at one of the barbarians, slicing him once, then even more powerfully the second time!
Avora dodges the brunt of the blast, taking only residual damage.
Kalt deals out a pair of heavy blows on his target though he still stands. The warrior retaliates in kind.
One of his comrades keep focusing the annoying dinosaur.
Shanya's target, finished with his initial job holds the line against her.
Tik-in-boots curses and spits as he takes the full brunt of the freezing blast. With a shudder he points a finger up at the sorcerer and giggles, sing-songing, "Peel your nails and pound your brain / Time to learn to deal with pain!"
Lana draws her allies' pain into her, accepting it and allowing it to transform and augment her inner strength.
"No."
Shanya breathes a sigh of relief as her opponent's first swing misses, thanks to her extract. She manages to duck and dodge the two subsequent swings...
...right into the full force of the cone of cold coming her way.
She doesn't even have time to scream in pain before the freezing cold envelops her. She feels her life-protecting extract being brutally torn away before she can turn and run from them.
A berserker I can handle. Berserker & sorcerer together, not so much.
Avora's flame and dinosaur get to work as one of the barbarians drop. The sorceror lets out another gout of cold at Kalt and Sven.
Kalt just manages to dodge the whirling center of the cold blast, though he's still buffeted by the icy winds. He turns his attention to the sorceress and says grimly, "Cover me, Bjornson." He moves behind his hulking friend while slipping his great, black bow from his shoulder. Once in position, Kalt drops his blade to the cold ground, then draws and nocks an arrow in one smooth motion, ready to attack should she begin to cast.
Tik spits with frustration when his hex doesn't take hold, but tries once again, chuckling at the thought of
Seeing one barbarian go down, Avora immediately turns the dinosaur on the next one. The ball of flame she directs beneath the sorcerer and to his surprise (I hope), it leaps 30 feet into the air and tries to brush against him!
plus stun (DC 23)
fire (negated by DC 16 Ref)
Anky HP: 35
Flaming Sphere: 4 rounds remaining
Kalt readies an action to disrupt the enemy sorceress while Sven slashes at a barbarian.
The remaining barbarians flee from the party further into the blockhouse.
The sorceror being alone, is quickly overwhelmed by the party.
+1 Bastard Sword x2
Adamantine Warhammer x2
+1 Heavy Steel Shield x2
+1 Fullplate x2
Necklace of freballs (type II)
Potion of cure serious wounds
Scroll of dimension door
Scroll of whispering wind
Masterwork light crossbow with 20 bolts,
Amulet of natural armor +1
cloak of resistance +2
Ring of protection +1
Alpine Ice Axe
8000 gp
This sturdy tool has a wooden haft topped with a curved pick head
backed with a sharp adze blade at one end and capped with an iron spike on the other. When used as a climbing aid, an alpine ice axe grants a +2 circumstance bonus on Climb checks to scale rock or ice walls. In addition, an alpine ice axe negates any Climb DC modifiers for climbing a slippery surface. Three times per day as a standard action, the wielder can strike an area of ice or snow with the ice axe to instantly create a series of sturdy handholds in the ice covering a distance of up to 40 feet. An ice wall with these handholds has a Climb DC of 15. An alpine ice axe is a tool, not a weapon, but it may be used as an improvised weapon with the usual –4 penalty on attack rolls made with it. An alpine ice axe wielded as a
weapon functions either as a +1 light pick when striking with the pick spike or as a +1 hand axe when striking with the adze blade. The ice axe uses the standard threat range and critical modifer for those weapons. An alpine ice axe deals double damage against inanimate ice or snow, and if used as a weapon against a creature made mostly of ice (such as an ice elemental or ice golem), an alpine ice axe bypasses that creature’s damage reduction.
Shortly after the battle, you are sent a message from Commander Pharamol asking you to report to the conference room in the Lord's Tower.
"Well fought, everyone," Kalt comments, observing the carnage of the castle yard. "Let's hope that discourages them a bit."
When the message arrives summoning them to a conference with the commander, he adds, "Guess we'll find out how things are looking. Could use some good news, we could."
Tik-in-boots takes his occupied body's dagger and puts it through his own eye. As that body dies, his soul goes back to his own body and he rejoins the group.
"Hehehehehe ho ho ho ho ho. Not bad work, eh? Nice job, everyone. Let's see what the commander has to say..."
As the day draws to a close, Drakelands dragonkin are launched against Spurhorn’s defenders in a final effort to capture the aerie. A lethal dance of wing and claw plays out in the skies above Spurhorn. Drakes and dragonkin slash and tear at each other’s wings to knock their foes from the skies. Mortally wounded dragons fall to their deaths, their shattered bodies lying broken and bleeding upon Spurhorn’s battlements. In the skies above Spurhorn, a severely wounded silver Dragon Legion dragonkin, lacking both rider and saddle, struggles valiantly to fight off a pair of Drakelands dragonkin. A gold enemy dragonkin blasts him with its fiery breath weapon, while a blue one barrels into him, driving him to the ground in Spurhorn’s northwest courtyard and knocking him unconscious in front of the party. The dragonkin land with blue's rider dismounting to deliver the final blow. Noticing the party however, the trio turn their attention to all of you!
Tik gives a chilling sideways glance at the rider and the gold dragon, and then breaks into his chortling laugh again.
Both the dismounted rider and the gold dragonkin succumb to Tik's hex. Both reptilian creatures move up to the party and breathe! One cone made of pure electricity and the other made of fire!
Kalt manages to dodge the worst of the dragonkins' deadly breath, and moves to one side to avoid being surrounded by the huge creatures. He then strikes hard twice at the blue creature!
Seeing two blasts coming his way, Tik manages to roll up into a ball. While he avoids the worst of the blasts, the air around him still fills with the smell of burnt hair.
"Mrrrnph. I think I enjoyed dancing in one of theirs' bodies better." he grumbles.
Avora moans and hits the ground, falling face first into the snow.
"Oh, COME ON--" Shanya starts to complain before she's blindsided by two breath weapons in quick succession.
Somehow, she manages to evade the worst of both of them.
She moves up to the blue dragon-thing, eyes it for weak points in its scales, and stabs at it!
Lana staggers back from the blasts, subconsciously releasing a wave of energy from the ether.