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Fail
Seeing Lenneth collapse in a heap, Flynn's heart sinks.
Lenneth! he cries, leaping down from Skyfall's back but getting his feet caught in the stirrups in his haste. He ignores the sudden cold agony that washes over him and rushes to the fallen witches' side.
Fail
SUCCESS!
he roars over his shoulder and the bird obliges, though with some objection, retreating back down the corridor. Don't you die, not yet, not for these bastards... he says desperately, ripping the sleeve from his shirt and stuffing it haphazardly into Lenneth's deadly wounds, trying his best to staunch the bleeding which, miraculously, he does.
Lachen grimaces in pain when the cold, unwordly energy is biting him.
He tries to hit the woman, but the pain dizzies him
Tiger style active
MArtial flexibility: mobility (1 of 8)
As he is organizing the defensive line, Lives turns to a young lady in the back of the room.
"Please, say this to the halfling Flynn: 'Should Lives's name no longer apply, his birth-name was Matikar' Will you do this for me, miss?"
Pharasma has turned her face from this world, as scared as all the other gods! snarls Brae.
Euron's weapon cleaves in to her shoulder and she grunts in pain as blood pools on the floor beneath her feet. Stepping towards the oracle, inside the reach of his weapon, one hand darts out and brushes against his face. Pain spirals inwards from her touch, searing its way through Euron's very being , Euron is close enough now to see some of her wounds close as his stolen lifeforce is used to heal the foul cultist. One ring on a finger of her hand glows briefly before winking out.
Gazing over Nikolai, Lilith is very sure he has stopped breathing and is not moving at all, he stares in to space...
Radek spins in place to face Lachen
It's impolite to stab a lady in the back, here let me show you the gentleman's way!
He swings his blade in a wide overhand chop that smashes against Lachen's shoulder in a heavy blow , he pulls back the blade and sends it darting out again but it glides past by a hair's breadth.
Having done all he can for Lenneth, Flynn snarls and steps back into the frey, once again wielding his lance like a spear and thrusting twice in quick succession into Brae's exposed flank.
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I would say that's it impolite to stab a woman at all, but I'm not very keen on high society manners. You know, soldier's life and so on, busy to kill and not being killed, that kind of things... Unfortunatly for you, you are not a woman. So I can stab your face. Violently...
Lachen grins eeringly and unleashes his inner beast, fighting like a man possessed as his trident takes suddenly fire before he pushes it through the man's head
Lachen laughs and enjoys the blood and burning flesh
نراكم في جهنم الذين سقطوا!
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Pretty sure she is too late to save Nikoili Lilith moves to cast a spell on Flynn. Reaching out she casts Infernal healing to help close his wounds.
He gains Fast Healing 1 for 10 rounds. Kill the bastard. she says.
The next round she targets Brae with a blast of fire, hoping Brae is not protected from that type of energy.
Euron grits his teeth as he feel the life force drained from him. He steps back away from Brae and strikes out hoping to finish her off.
hp16/48
Taking a moment to call to mind the fleet-footed Firepelts of the Cinderlands, Lives leans back below the blow of the dead giant, then stutter-steps within its reach, hands stiffened like spears to flicker out in a rapid series of strikes.
There is a large echoing thud from upstairs and more dust sifts down from the ceiling.
Flynn's desperate attacks are barely turned aside by Brae's magically enchanted skin.
Lachen's flaming trident seems to take Radek completely by surprise and the three tines inflict grievous wounds upon his face even as the flames scour his flesh, he drops his gentlemanly facade and screams in pain. His flinching back from the weapon causes Lachan's follow up thrust to just miss.
Brae raises her skull symbol again, and black waves of energy start to form around it, the eyes glow with unholy light... and then a blaze of orange flame bursts in to being, roaring through the distance between Lilith and Brae, futily she holds up the skull like a shield, but the incandescent energy rolls over it and her arm, engulfing her in burning magic and turning her in to a pillar of fire. Her screams echo throughout the chamber for a few agonized seconds before ceasing as she collapses on the floor, a charred and burned out corpse.
The spectacle proves too much of a distraction for Euron, and his polearm scythes through the air next to Radek.
Radek stares at Brae's smoking remains and howls with anguish
Grahhhhh!!!
he lashes out, using his sword like a sledgehammer as he batters down Lachan's defences. His sword catches the Chelaxian soldier on the arm, leaving it numb and tingling
Seeing the traitorous Brae fall, Flynn turns his attention to Radek and drives his lance home into the man's gut. The time for words had long passed.
The wound stings and bleeds, but Lachen seems almost to enjoy the pain.
Then Flynn's lance strikes, maybe cheating him from his victory over the ex-holy warrior...
Lachen keeps his trident ready, if the old man isn't dead yet.
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While the giant is bent over, reaching down to the now-shattered flagstones, Lives launches a heavy kick at the elbow. Whether he hurts it or not, its much greater mass lifts him into the air, and he uses that momentum to bring his elbow down onto the misshapen, hulking shoulder.
Though it has only been moments since Lives disappeared upstairs into the fortification, to Flynn it feels like an age. He drives his lance home into Radek's gut, sending a jarring tingle all the way from his hands to his shoulders and hot blood spatters over his face as he pulls it free again.
Always he has tried to focus on the problem at hand, but he cannot help but wonder if his friend is alright. As if to answer, there is a tremendous crash from upstairs and a sprinkling of dust cascades onto the party.
Flynn's lance stabs through Radek's back, erupting from his chest in a waterfall of gore, blood fountains from his mouth as he wrenches himself off the wooden shaft and barely dodges the second thrust.
Lachen's trident gouges another chunk of flesh from the fallen paladin as he raises his sword in a two handed grip, madness bright in his eyes as he twists in place and prepares to kill the bloodrager.
There is a flash, then another, then another. Radek lurches from side to side like a drunken marionette, before keeling over sideways and collapsing to the floor, three smoking holes in the back of his neck.
The undead horror roars in frustration as it spots the defenceless people behind the Shoanti, who is still preventing it from advancing any further in to the room. Lives is barely aware that Mallis is ushering everyone away up the stairs even as he stares down the creature towering over him.
It turns away to behind itself, seeming to shove the throng of other zombies scattered behind it and trying to push their own way past. Seemingly faster than Lives could imagine, it whips back around, holding one of the other undead and using it like a bludgeon. Unprepared, Lives attempt to duck falls turns in to a desperate attempt to roll with the blow he sees coming but just can;t get away from in time. The animated corpse collides in to him with a meaty smack before the momentum of the giant zombie's attack carries it past and in to the wall, where it disintegrates from the force of the impact.
What was that, Lachan was that you? Flynn asks, desperately seeking the darkness for the source of the light that killed Radek.
He reaches into his pack and pulls out a small flask before tipping it up and drinking quickly.
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Before Flynn can drink the potion Lilith says Wait! If we can get Lenneth back up she can heal each of us more than that potion. As she says this she moves to Nikolai looking for some sort of key for the positive energy devise.[/b] If we are going to use this thing to help take care of the undead upstairs we had better be healed up as best we can before we do so. I think Lenneth is out best hope, if we can get her up.[/b]
Knocked sprawling by the blow (...did he just use a zombie for a club? huh. If he does that forty or fifty more times, we may have solved out horde problem...) Lives rolls over a few times before spinning drunkenly to his feet. Spitting blood and a tooth that desperately hoped was his own, he raised his hands again, a grim smile on his bloodied face.
"Welcome to the dance, my large dead friend."
He breathes deeply, then, timing to duck under the rotting arm, he lunges his whole weight behind one desperate thrust of his hand.
22 of 48 hit points remaining.
It wasn't me. THere was another woman, no, who disappeared at the start of the fight?
He stays on his guard, and hearing Lilith, is totally surprised
What? You mean she can heal people? Really? Like in the old times? Never meet someone who was able to do that, to use the gods gift, snce the dead started walking, even if I heard rumors here and there...
Success
Flynn swiftly realises the bolts of light that killed Radek flew from Lilith's hands. He also senses rather than sees movement in the darkness over by the pillar.
Nikolai's swiftly cooling body does not appear to have anything resembling an arcane key on it, just his walking stick and a belt-pouch with a sheaf of charcoal drawings in it.
If Lives can hold on for just a little longer, the residents of Solace will have a fighting chance of escaping rather than being easy prey.
Cocking its head momentarily as Lives invites it to dance, the massive beast shrugs off the Shoanti's blow, despite its force and accuracy, though it is still unable to move past him.
The group behind Lives has almost managed to flee, there are just a few stragglers on the stairs that Mallis is desperately coaching and encouraging.
Snarling in seeming frustration that more prey seems to be escaping the towering mass of undead flesh raises both fists together, bringing them down with incredible force. Though he manages to escape the worst of it, one barrel-sized fist catches Lives' shoulder .
There is another double thud on the ceiling.
Euron turns seeing Lenneth still on the floor drops his weapon as it clangs on the stone floor, he moves over to her and kneels down checking her over. "Come on Lenneth don't die on me. Who's going to look after us all then." He is fully focused on his injured friend. Reachouting out he places his hands on her wounds and begins to speak a prayer.
Flynn looks up at the rumbling ceiling.
There's something massive up there, we've got to help Lives.
Lane is totally in awe when Euron heals Lenneth's wounds.
He seizes her by the shoulders, but as gently as possible.
Heal us quick, woman! Your friend, and all the people you know here are in troubles... There's still plenty of corpses to fight! We'll try to hold the fort, so to speak, while you study these pillars and figure how to use them, if you can.
Suddenly, he rises his head, looking around suspiciously
Hey, there was a small woman somewhere too...Where is she?
"Our best hope is this machine, whatever is up there will be killed if we can just activate the machine." He shouts out still kneeling over Lenneth, hoping to get everyone back on track. "They know this out there! That's why they tried to slow us down, we can't waste anymore time. Lilith can you try and work it out now?
It's not Lives' best chance! Flynn shouts back at Euron. He's up there alone!
Lenneth, please. You have to heal Skyfall and me, I have to get up there.
Lachen also catches movement over by the pillar, neither he nor Flynn is surprised when a shadowy figure reveals itself... Whisper.
A knife in each hand, she coolly appraises your group, eyes flicking across the room, before one blade vanishes and she reaches in to her tunic, removing a slim fragment of grey-blue crystal a handspan or so long. She places it carefully on the floor, then steps off to the side, backing away until she is close to the southern wall. Finally she points at you, then the rune-covered pillar.
Flynn begins to move off down the corridor towards the ladder, but swiftly hears a commotion and finds most of the Solace community has come down in to the underground space and are clogging the corridor. The halfling ranger looks past the huddled and miserable faces and sees yet more of them coming down the ladder. Short of shouting at them and physically shoving them out of the way and being able to get those on the ladder off, there is simply no path to get back upstairs until they've finished coming down...
Backing up and nursing both the fingers that hit the beast, and the shoulder that it hit, lives , weaving and dodging, spares it a puzzled look. Then, with a half-amused, half-resigned look, he alters his stance, abandoning offense for a wide-open, balanced stance from which he can move in any direction swiftly.
"Not done yet, my rotting friend!" he taunts in a sing-song voice. "Come on, then! he shouts, tone changing to a full-throated battlecry. He follows up with shouted insults, the vilest curses of his harsh native language - any speakers of the Shoanti language in earshot must surely be scandalized...
Taunting the creature, Lives tries to delay it, dodging the massive fists best he can, keeping its attention on him, and keeping it in the way of the horde behind it.
10 of 48 hp remaining. 4 of 8 martial flexibility remaining.
Move.. get... out of the way. OUT OF THE WAY!! Flynn roars, trying to simultaneously squeeze between the panicked bodies and push them aside.
he shouts back, swinging up onto Skyfall to try and make himself heard.
Lachen quickly joins the halfling
Push aside and let us pass.We are your only hope.We can fight whatever is up while you run away.
At least I hope so... I know I can outrun the slip.
How will your big bird get up the ladder, by the way?
Fly. How else? he says dumbfounded before turning back to the crowd. Get out of the way!
Despite Flynn and Lachan's shouts, the people are terrified, and despite their wish to get out of the way, just cower to the side without really clearing much space. A rattled looking Ashleigh rushes up to Flynn.
It's coming! Shayliss' baby! Help please!! she implores
He can see Shayliss led down on the corridor floor, she starts crying out in pain again.
Euron rushes over to the crystal with Lenneth, Looking at her he seeks answers she's not even sure of. "Lenneth, we have to activate it now if someone has to do it just tell me what to do and i will!" He shouts out places his hands on the crystals as he hears the panicked screams and the fighting up stairs. It has to work now!
Flynn looks at Ashleigh with incredulity;
What the hell can I do? You need to handle it Ashleigh. You can do it, just keep her calm and do what you can. I have to get up top.
He continues trying to bull through the crowd to the ladder up.
Ashleigh looks with scared surprise at Flynn, before her brow furrows in anger as she dodges past him headed for the chamber where the rest of the party still are.
Ashleigh bursts in to the entrance to the chamber, a question dying on her lips as she surveys the room and the glowing runes. At that moment, the crystal *snicks* in to place, held there by Lilith and Euron, who can feel it vibrating under their hands. As Lenneth opens the pathway to her powers and casts them forth at the crystal, the world seems to lurch. The runes in the room dim and the pillar itself starts to pulse in a rapid and unpredictable pattern, the light shifting from bright cobalt to darkest indigo and back as fractures start to show, bleeding black light and making everyone in the room bright in stark contrast.
The shadows in the pit become suddenly deeper, and there is the unmistakeable presence of something otherworldly in the room... the dust sifting down from above slows... then hangs in the air as the woeld becomes eerily silent for a few moments... and then three voices speak, iron nails on glass, wolf's breath on the back of your neck, the whispers of secrets never told...
Daughter, your power is great but stems from shadow not light...our presence is unwelcome and threatens the very foundations of this place...
...you must sacrifice life to stave off death, ever has it been the way of the world...
...your companion holds the key in his soul, a gate opened by the lady of graves herself
The world crashes back, the dust falls again and noise returns with a roar. The room starts to shake, as the pulsing runes dancing around the chamber continue to dim and brighten in an uncontrolled and chaotic fashion...