As Adoros sets up for an assist and Gadriel continues her strange laughter, which begins to echo around the room, Diamon reels his lasso again and hurls it...but this goes even wider of the mark than the first time.
The little blue man, however, takes no pleasure in the dwarf's failure. He writhes, trying to pull Korriban's dagger out of his back. "Ok, you are so--nnngh!--freakin'---aaagghh!--dead, prettyboy!" He pauses, glancing over his shoulder quizzically at it. "Though y'know, it looks kinda good like this..." Whirling to face Korriban, he bellows with rage, Two silvery bolts of force blast out of his outstretched dagger and catch Korriban in the chest, knocking the wind out of him with the sickening crack of the young man's ribs!
Evil Eye, Attacks Passed: 4/10
Evil Eye, Saves Passed: 3/4
Evil Eye, AC Passed: 1/2
Little blue man: HP: 50 | AC/T/FF: 20/14/16 | Fort +5(-2) Ref +8(-2) Will +11(-2) | SR 15 | CMD: 18
Continuing her odd laugh, Gadriel looks over at Korriban and Diamon and motions towards herself. Abu's eyes shift to white, and a similar sheen seems to surround Gadriel's motioning hand.
Korriban looks at the creature. He picks up his rapier. He then jumps and swings the rapier at the blue creature, trying to get it to drop his guard again.
Diamon tosses the lasso out toward the little flying nuisance again, almost catching it this time. "Hey! Watch it with that rope, stumpy!" the necromancer complains as he darts across the room. Teodor moves quickly across the room and lays a hand on Korriban's shoulder, murmuring, "End it, my child," with a nasty little chuckle. The rapier in the rogue's hand suddenly feels heavy with the weight of fate, though it moves just as easily as before.
As the little monster whirls to face you, it turns to Gadriel, looking disgruntled. "Stop laughing! I'm beginning to get self-conscious!" He mutters something, spins his dagger in a complex pattern, and winces, but then grins as a small, ghostly hand materializes next to his head, and he turns wolfishly toward the waifish girl.
Evil Eye, Attacks Passed: 5/11
Evil Eye, Saves Passed: 4/5
Evil Eye, AC Passed: 2/3
Next round, Cabbagehead starts to head toward the room.
Little blue man: HP: 49 | AC/T/FF: 20/14/16 | Fort +5(-2) Ref +8(-2) Will +11(-2) | SR 15 | CMD: 18
Also, if I stand on the table, can I reach him? I've noticed that my Acrobatics rolls are the highest of the d20s I roll. So I figure if I eliminate the need for those by getting more on his level, then I have a better chance of hitting.
After tossing aside his rope for now, Diamon was plotting how to reach this rude little creature floating so high above them. Another brave wave hit him, causing him to call out, "Oi Adoros! Gimme a leg up!" He motioned with his arms to have the Cavalier fling him up towards the flying figure, waiting for him to brace himself before running towards him, polearm drawn, and leaving the earth. Bringing that longer weapon to bear and hoping he could at least latch onto the repugnant creature.
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Korriban nods at Teodor. He then moves up to the table, so that he's standing on it. He shouts, "Take this, blueberry!" while striking out at the flying weirdo.
Gadriel reaches out her softly glowing hand and lightly taps Korriban on the shoulder. His palate is overwhelmed by a sickeningly sweet taste as his wounds knit. As she continues laughing you can't be sure it's not at the uncomfortable taste now in your mouth.
Adoros continues to try to boost the others up at the flying blue bozo.
The little blue man cackles as his foes cluster around him. "Eheheh, y'all are about as useful as a snowball in Hell--WHOOP! HEY!" As Diamon runs toward Adoros, the cavalier braces and attempts to help coordinate the dwarf's launch into the air and toward the little bugger!
Unfortunately, it's more like a wild heave than a coordinated assault.
Adoros does, however, manage to launch the dwarf directly at his foe, and Diamon manages to swing at the jerk's head with his hammer as he flies through the air, forcing the flying menace to descend. As he comes to earth, Korriban stabs him in the back, eliciting a scream of rage and pain. "GnnnAAAAHHH! STOP THAT!" Looking somewhat more desperate, the little man zips off over your heads, ascending with a wobble toward the ceiling of the cave. Korriban and Diamon both swipe at him with their weapons as he passes, but they're apparently too surprised that that assault worked to actually land hits on him.
At the far end of the room he whirls, fuming. "Think you can stab me and get away with it, do you? SUCK NECROMANCY, YOU DICK!" The spectral hand he conjured snaps forward as he waves his dagger and mutters some words, and seizes Korriban around the throat. The rogue gasps as he feels his life force bleeding out of him, and your foe roars in triumph as some of his wounds close up.
Evil Eye, Attacks Passed: 6/12
Evil Eye, Saves Passed: 5/6
Evil Eye, AC Passed: 3/4
Little blue man: HP: 45 | AC/T/FF: 20/14/16 | Fort +5(-2) Ref +8(-2) Will +11(-2) | SR 15 | CMD: 18
Gadriel continues staring at the flying blue creature and laughing, Abu on her shoulder staring with glowing blue eyes...
Diamon, frustrated and angry that they can't land a single blow on this blue monster, and seeing that his allies were nearly as helpless as himself to do anything significant as they slowly bleed them to death, let loose a bellowing roar of frustration, and flung his polearm at the flying creature like a spear. Aiming the iron-tipped end directly for his throat.
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Korriban glares at the flying guy as he gasps for breath. He then runs to the blueberry and tries to run up the wall to strike.
Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to work.
Adoros is fully tired of the flying blue fairy as he grabs his broken musket again and loads it.
Diamon whips his hammer through the air and manages to catch the little blue man square in the chest, sending him tumbling end-over-end through the air (and gasping for breath). "Oi! That...ok, that actually hurt. I'm impressed. Now get on outta here!" With a wave of his dagger, the spectral hand shoots out from his side again, this time resting on Diamon's chest. Tendrils of ice creep out from the hand, spreading across the dwarf's armor...
And Diamon grins, apparently completely unaffected. Your foe, who had been in the process of flitting away, turns, staring, his eyes bulging slightly. "What in the--" Drifting to a standstill, he stares at the dwarf, fascinated. "How are you doing that? Ye gods below, I'm going to have to take you apart! Ohhhh, yes, my pretty I'm going to get inside that lovely little stubbly little dwarf skin of yours and see...uh-oh." He's been so fascinated by Diamon's resistance to his magic that he's descended downward, and he's now only about 5' off the ground. "S$~# S*+& S!~+ S$~~ S&~%!"
Evil Eye, Attacks Passed: 7/13
Evil Eye, Saves Passed: 6/7
Evil Eye, AC Passed: 4/5
Evil Eye, Skills Passed: 1/2
Little blue man: HP: 32 | AC/T/FF: 20/14/16 | Fort +5(-2) Ref +8(-2) Will +11(-2) | SR 15 | CMD: 18
Gadriel steps to the side, tapping Adoros on the shoulder. Abu's eyes continue glowing a light yellow as Gadriel smiles at him between laughs.
Korriban grins and shouts out, "Dogpile on the blueberry!" He then moves to stab him!
Unfortunately, the rapier misses. Scowling, Korriban says, "Someone grab him!"
Teodor gets a case of the giggles.
Adoros raises his musket and fires at the now low-flying blue creature, "You were warned!" The rifle lets out a boom that fills the room with noise as its bullet goes flying at the creature.
With the blue, swear-happy creature much closer to the ground, Diamon takes up Korriban's suggestion and tries to tackle the thing to the floor.
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Despite your foe's newly lowered elevation, the party's melee combatants lunge at him so eagerly that he's able to avoid their blows, cartwheeling neatly over their heads and tucking his legs up to avoid them. "You lot really have trouble, dontcha?" he asks with a wicked grin as he starts to zip away. "Well, no worries on that front, I--AAAAAGGGH!" As he moves, Teodor's flail comes out of nowhere to smash him in the face, while Korriban leaps up from behind to stab him in the back.
The little man flies across the room, bleeding profusely, his face covered in gore. A crackling bolt of energy shoots out of his dagger, clearly intended for Teodor, but with the blood blinding him it doesn't come anywhere near to hitting the grizzled priest!
Evil Eye, Attacks Passed: 8/14
Evil Eye, Saves Passed: 7/8
Evil Eye, AC Passed: 5/6
Evil Eye, Skills Passed: 2/3
Little blue man: HP: 5 | AC/T/FF: 20/14/16 | Fort +5(-2) Ref +8(-2) Will +11(-2) | SR 15 | CMD: 18
As he wipes the blood from his hate-filled eyes, the blue fiend growls, "You worthless day walking worms! I'm gonna stick a skeleton up your--" Suddenly, his face changes. He frowns, and wiggles his torso as if stretching. He reaches one hand into his robes and, from a damp patch, pulls out a bit of...something...that he peers at curiously and then dubiously licks. He nods thoughtfully.
"Pretty sure that's a bit of my kidney! ...Well, f~%$ me then, I guess."
And with that, his eyes roll back into his head and he crashes to the ground!
Korriban stands shocked as the blueberry falls to the ground. Eventually, he starts to smile and gives out chuckles that soon turn into joyous laughter. "We did it! We actually beat this nut!"
He's so wrapped up in the victory he doesn't seem to be paying attention to anything.
Diamon gives a triumphant shout as the blue bastard finally drops to the floor, seeing him clutching his chest. But he was able to see, through the adrenaline pumping through his veins, could see that the creature was still among the living. Drawing his Falchion, he stands over the repugnant creature and rests the sharp edge against his throat, saying to the rest of his group, "I take it we aren't lettin' this little creature live? He's bleedin' out, but still breathing. Think we could be useful to us in some way?"
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Korriban looks to Diamon. "I say we take him to Kroft along with the other one." Korriban then looks around the room.
He then walks over to the stitched together body. "Should we take the head and move on to find the other pieces?"
Korriban's quick glance about the room reveals nothing of interest or note other than the head attached to the stitched-together cadaver; this is a work room, and the only other things lying about are tools for stitching flesh together.
Teodor moves to the blue fellow who said such rude things. He giggles as he touches it, casting a spell. "A hee hee hee! We have a new friend! I can't wait to play with him. A hee hee hee! He'll live, now, and talk later, mmmm? I, for one, am tired of walking blindly about here."
Korriban looks at Teodor. "Oh. So he's alive? That's good. As for you being tired of walking blindly, we need to find the rest of the body parts." He then works on getting the head separated from the cadaver, trying not to damage the head.
"I'm aware of our grisly mission. But perhaps this fellow might know more about where we could find our stray Shoanti nuggets."
Korriban smiles. "Sorry, my pious friend. I was assuming that you were saying to get out of dodge."
As Korriban starts to set to work on removing Ghaeken's head from the monstrosity it's stitched to, he's interrupted by a booming knock at the southern door. A deep bass voice calls out, "'Ello? Vreeg? You in dere? Me thought me heard noises here." The door rattles as someone starts to open it...
Diamon, catching that the door was starting to open, and the sound of something big on the other side, bolts across the room. His Falchion flashing a dark green as he runs and hacks off a section of rock, slamming his shoulder into the door and shoving the carved wedged stone under the door. Keeping his armored bulk against the door for good measure. "Step it up with the cuttin' over there! Dunno how long this door'll keep shut!"
"Ooo! Eee! Hee hee! Stay out for now, old friend! Vreeg here has dangerous experiments! All is well!"
Gadriel moves to an advantageous spot before whatever is banging on the door decides to force the issue.
Korriban nods at Diamon and speeds up the cutting process, taking care not to damage the head. Hearing Teodor pretend to be Vreeg, the rogue tries to impersonate one of the other blue creatures, singing a high-pitched, off tune song.
Adoros moves over to the left of the door as he draws his greatsword and readies the blade poised over his head to come down on whoever is on the other side of the door if they decide to come in.