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thanks for the info. I realize they both are 'plant people' would there be any type of roll for Usawoti to make to come to an informed opinion as to whether they are together or not?

Ah! This'd be Knowledge (nature).

Usawoti is just matter-of-fact informing her, he doesn't care either way which she does.

Perfect! Thanks! I was having trouble understanding the underlying motives of the back-and-forth (I could see it being meant in several different ways, so I figured I should clarify).

how much time do we have to actually speak to her, the vortex seemed imminent

Well, you've, at least, got this round; even though I post what happens, below, you've a few moments to change your mind or say something different. Inarus will be gone in... four seconds ago. You can still hear him yelling back niceties to the lady, though...!

I think it'd be knowledge nature.

Correct!

But since I told the GM I'd be taking 10 for all knowledge checks, if I don't get any info, I'll just assume I failed the check.

Hurk~! Er, uh, yeah. Yeah, that... uh... that's totally... what... uh... hm.

(That is to say: I may totally need reminding sometimes. I can get distracted and forget, though I try not to. I'm running another game, got little sleep last night from Eldest son's leg cramps, and was very distracted today by Youngest son's runny diapers, and my own physical aches.)

... oooooooooooops. *nervous chuckle* (Sorry.)

Not as if I'm a wizard with astronomical knowledge checks, anyway

!! Close e-daggum-'nough~! With a take 10 of 33 (or 34?), that's extremely impressive. DC 40 is stuff that's so esoteric, there's no reasonable way to know it, while 35 is so obscure that even the most sagacious of researchers and specialists who've spent lifetimes learning things may well be in the dark. You're auto-identifying CR 23 creatures - your character literally knows, without trying, about most anything you'd run into; you basically auto-identify even the mightiest non-unique forces in the omniverse. And you even auto-identify (after a brief glance without looking too hard) around 14 to 19 of those~! There are a total of ~27 unique creatures, and three non-unique creatures in print (at least of those on that page) that you can't auto-identify, and of those, only three - all unique - that might be beyond Inarus' ability to identify. At level 11. That's... more than astronomical enough, I'd say!

In any event, you'd both know that she's an alraune - a kind of plant creature that takes on the basic humanoid shape of a gender that the nearest creature likes. Usually eats creatures for sustenance, but then again, few things do not.

As Inarus is happily sucked into the hole, there's a brief moment of a view that looks kind of like and infinite, eternal sky, before the reality of the almost mirror-like walls slam into him (he takes no damage), and he bounces around for a bit.

Usawoti moves Mope a little closer to the storm, and informs the alraune - for that is clearly what she is - that she may come or go as she prefers, before (after brief resistance) also releasing himself into the vortex. Mope has exactly zero desires to enter that vortex, but... oh well. The horse flies for the second time in his life, and enjoys it about the same as the first.

Usawoti manages to hear, "why would anyone ever want to go in that-" as she desperately scrambles away from the portal, briefly trying (in vain) to catch either he or Mope, before her voice is no longer able to be heard above the wind. And only a moment later, she is gone.

He, too, briefly experiences the sensation of an infinite sky, before quickly being disabused of that notion by the mirror-like walls (in spectacularly painful fashion), slamming into himself, and sliding down the hallway after his now-draconic friend.

The winds rush through the tunnel roughly, and Inarus, Usawoti, and Mope all slam into the sides more than once, painfully (technically should be nonlethal damage, I... don't want to bother looking it up/calcuating based on size/power/etc.) but without any lasting or real damage. Both (together) can recognize the pattern the tunnels follow: "gluttony" and "air" in a spiky language written atop each other, with some of the tunneling probably wrapped about other, similar, tunnels saying different things.

After some time, they come to a rest, rather disoriented from their flight, the vortex continuing behind them, at least for now. The mild fog and its cloying scents of smoke with a heavy, heady sweet smell is back, but in full force. They all feel relatively hungry.

A big pair of smoke-like forms shifts before them.

"~͆͑͏̞mͣ̎̀̀͐E̜̼̣̭ͅa͠Ṱ͔̥̘̜ͨ̄ͤ̃͌̋ͣ~͆͑͏̞" says one with a voice filled with malevolence.

"M̰̘̣̤̽̔͌̄eͪ͂͐̈̊͒ͨAa̙̞̦T̨~͆͑͏̞!" agrees the second.

"m͙̟͎͖̠̊̈ͤ͆ͯu͍͕̣̺̲ͣ̃̎ͮ͆ͨr̭̣̲̥̟̥̍̓̄ͅd̠̠̼͉͍̤ͯͯͩ̐͐e̳͙̮̗͕̱ͅr͌ͮ̌̒͆~a̛̕ņ̶̕d́~è͘ át̷̸̢!" they say in unison.

As they do so, the air around them floods with the same fog, only much, much thicker.

Roll for initiative!

The tunnel is twenty feet across at its widest - a ten-foot-radius - but the floor is curved and slick. Acrobatics check, DC 15, to avoid falling if you at more than half land speed. You're both around fifteen feet from the two large-sized creatures made of swirling vapors. Twenty feet behind you (more or less), is this end of the vortex. The tunnel undulates up and down and twists side-to-side - apparently every thirty feet it is too twisted from your current location to clearly see.

The fog in the area provides a bit of haze (generating a 10% miss chance) for anything within fifteen feet, and concealment (20% miss chance) for anything further out; but it does not block line of effect, line of sight, or anything else.

Also, you are experiencing a non-magical poison effect. I need DC 25 fortitude saves; on a failure, you face an increasing series of effects (see below); on a success, you're only slightly dizzy (treat as "dazzled" condition, and as if under the effects of the lullaby spell) and immune to the effect for 1d2+1 of rounds.

The instant you fail a save, for that first round and the next (second round), you are intoxicated (treat as "sickened" condition); after those two rounds go through, you must make another save or suffer further intoxication for rounds three and four; on the fifth round, another save or else experience delusions (treat as "confused"); on the seventh round, you must make two saves - the first is a will save against continuing delusions (as above), and the second a fortitude against fatigue. In round nine, you must again make two saves: one will save against delusions (as above), and one fortitude save against exhaustion. On round eleven, you must make a fortitude save against falling into a deep slumber for 1d6+1 minutes. After that time is over, it must be made again: on a failure, you transition into a mostly-normal sleep effect for 1d4+1 hours.

If at any time you succeed at a fortitude save, you are reduced to mild dizziness (as noted on a "success") for two rounds before being forced to make those series of saves again.

I don't expect this battle to last long enough to make this all that important, but Usawoti's take-10 Heal is more than enough to beat the DC 25 to recognize this for the extremely potent version of a drug that it is; in fact, certain instances of the Quahs would even consider this a sacred substance to use, if they were about to undertake a vision quest or spirit journey - unfortunately, he's on a literal quest and physical journey: so.

My take 10 for knowledge nature is only 26. My Perception take 10 is 33.

Here are my knowledge checks for take 10, with heroism on. Engineering, Geography, Nobility 25 (lowest of the lot), Religion, Local, Dungeoneering, Nature 26, History 28, Arcana and Planes 29

init: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
Fort save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15

"Argggghhhhh!" Inarus screams as he goes down the slide. Then goes, "Ow! Ow! Ow!"as he bumps onto the side of the walls.
"Mmmph,I don't feel so good...is the air full of weed?" Inarus asks Usawoti. "I don't smoke weed you know, its bad for health.."

"And you may be hungry, but I'm hungry too! If you don't leave us alone, we'll murder and eat you!" He growls at them.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Sorry. Cannot help tossing insults...

EDIT: Wah~! You editing fiend! Fined I say!

Good post. :D

Ah! Oops! ... still enough to identify the alraune, not to mention more than hitting up some pretty obscure things... (told you I needed reminders... XD).

Oh, and, after rechecking your sheet, you'd be able to know these are more or less "drug" elementals - they're a kind of poisonous and advanced variant of the basic air elemental ("greater" in this case) infused with more-potent-than-normal psychotropic substances generally taken in by breathing. Usowati, with that information mentally shared by Inarus, you can recognize that they, too, are at least somewhat affected by their own stuff (despite typical elemental immunity).

The dragon growls at them, spitting insults, but they respond, simply, with, "e̶͢a̡̕͟t̕ ̧͡a͝l̷l̕͘̕~́͟!"

'I'm glad we brought Mope with us, The Alruane may have eaten him, but I know he isn't happy in this place.' Dropping through the air as it pulls and tugs and bangs them around, Usawoti and Mope land near, Inarus. As Usawoti smells the 'smoke' he recognizes the odors of holy Herbs used for spirit walks. "This is odd my friend, you are smelling the herbs we use to commune with the spirits. Apparently if misused this place would consider them gluttony."

Nodding in agreement, Usawoti steps in front of Mope as he pushes the horse back a little so he will not get in the way of the fight.

init: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
heroism and magic circle are both in place, if the affect/creatures are evil please add two more for magic circle
fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 2 = 16

Two PCs in this battle are now in, so: it's time!

Attack~!: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22 Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (5, 6) + 9 = 20

As Inarus trades growls and insults with one, the other lunges forward through the mist, a limb made of a twisting spiral of hardened air slamming into the floor near the dragon, and leaving it somewhat destabilized.

Flat-footed for a turn!

Attack~!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (20) + 23 = 43 Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (1, 3) + 9 = 13
Crit?: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (16) + 23 = 39 Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (3, 7) + 9 = 19

!O.O!

The other quickly follows suit, but manages to land a solid and incredible blow against the dragon that it feels even through the shiny plates etched into its skin!

Remember: you have damage reduction. It's up to you to apply it.

Unknown tricky timer/counter: 1!

If they are evil, it won't confirm since Magic circle against evil will give +2 deflection AC against evil targets (If I am within the range for it - its 10 ft radius from Usawoti)- which pushes my flatfooted AC to 40. Also my AC should be 3 points higher since my armor is O-yori (max dex 2) and it's mithril and allows max dex of +4 - will adjust. Tailslap should also be at -5, because I don't have multi-attack feat. I think bite should be also a +19 base normally instead of + 20, since I don't have weapon focus (bite). Also, why is bite and gore dmg at 1.5 x str modifier?

If we're following: bite +20 (2d6+10), 2 claws +19 (1d8+7), gore +19 (1d8+10), tail slap +17 (1d8+10) :P

*Groans* I hate melee maths.

Inarus turns upon the elemental that smacked him and unleashes a flurry of bite, claws, horns and tailslaps. While tap dancing on his hind paws.Activate archaeologist luck

bite,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism, dazzled: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 = 25
dmg: 2d6 + 18 ⇒ (1, 5) + 18 = 24
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 3
claw,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism,dazzled: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 = 29
dmg: 1d8 + 18 ⇒ (7) + 18 = 25
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 1
claw,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism,dazzled: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 = 32
dmg: 1d8 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 9
gore,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism, dazzled: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 = 33
dmg: 1d8 + 18 ⇒ (7) + 18 = 25
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 1
tailslap,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism, dazzled: 1d20 + 14 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 14 - 4 + 3 + 2 - 1 = 26
dmg: 1d8 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 3

** spoiler omitted **

Also: you're more than dazzled: you're fully intoxicated. You rolled a 15 v. a 25 DC. Unless you're immune to poison*, in which case you're immune to poison and can ignore the dazzled/intoxicated effects (just not the miss chance).

Also: it does, unfortunately, critical against you at this time.

Inarus launches an impressive and terrifying display of claws, teeth, and fangs, but, unfortunately, the combination of deceptive mists and twisting dexterity prove too elusive, even in the face of such savage fury!

Still, Inarus manages to land a solid claw through the twisting, churning creature that so recently harmed the dragon. The dragon gains the rather unusual sensation of raking claws through solid air, and the elemental screeches and leaks some of the very smoke from which it's made, only adding to the cloying fragrance and heady intoxicants all around.

EDIT: I checked, you're immune. I increased all of your attack-values by 1 as a result. Miss chance still applies, and the above is the outcome thereof.

So only one of those attacks hit? I'll rethink power attack next round, then.

Indeed. It hurt him a lot, but, by the same token, these are pretty solid foes, and he'll take quite a few more hits to really succumb. Mind, the use of tactics as well as buffs could help. This is an appropriate-CR encounter, y'know! XD

Stepping up to the smoke elemental that attacked Inarus, Usawoti attempts to slams his hammer into the side of the thing.

ok a couple of assumptions here, one, the second elemental is close enough to 5 ft step. If not ignore second attack. Second assumption, they are evil. If not remove the + 2's for holy and 'circle' and the extra damage, Thanks
5 ft step, dizzy - 2 to everything, Full Attack: + 1 Holy flaming earth breaker (PA, FF, WF, WV)heroism, dazed
attack: 1d20 + 14 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 14 + 2 - 2 = 26 for damage: 1d12 + 6 + 9 + 1 + 1d6 + 2d6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 9 + 1 + (4) + (5, 1) + 2 - 2 = 29
attack: 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 - 2 = 19 for damage: 1d12 + 6 + 9 + 1 + 1d6 + 2d6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 9 + 1 + (2) + (1, 2) + 2 - 2 = 30

fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 2 + 2 - 2 = 13

edit: I forgot the miss percentage chance

<10 misses?: 1d100 ⇒ 39
<10 misses?: 1d100 ⇒ 52

"Usawoti, are you all right? You look like you're a little unsteady." He looks at Usawoti, concerned."Get behind me, I can handle this! Then we'd better get you out of the fog tunnel before you fall over."

Usawoti is intoxicated.

Also, both dragon and elementals have a 10 ft. reach... but they'd both, in fact, taken a move action instead of five-foot-step. Oops! At least that puts you in place for two attacks! And can even flank!

... that said, your attacks seem slightly less potent than you'd expect against creatures like this. (There is no +2 or +2d6).

Usawoti steps up and twice swings directly at one of the hardened clouds, bypassing the mist easily, but the creature shifts and warps leaving him missing entirely or just hammering at the side of the thing.

The two shift to flank Inarus.

Attack Tu: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (20) + 23 = 43, Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (3, 8) + 9 = 20
Attack Tu: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26, Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (8, 7) + 9 = 24

Attack Juan: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (5) + 23 = 28, Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (1, 4) + 9 = 14
Attack Juan: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (18) + 23 = 41, Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (7, 6) + 9 = 22

Crittu?: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29, Damage?: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (8, 1) + 9 = 18

The creatures surround Inarus, looming, but, though the first manages to hurt the dragon, the rest of their slams bounce off of the hard mithril armor sewn into his scales.

Nerxt!

I need to get them off of Inarus Seeing the two smoke monsters attack his friend, Usawoti slides to the side of the 'wounded one' "I will try and distract this one Inarus, let me know if you want me to heal you or use a hex, I seem to not be much help in this fight!" He then swings at the thing with his hammer.

condition: sickened, 5 ft. step. flank, Full attack: + 1 Holyflaming earth breaker (PA, FF, WF, WV, WS)flank, heroism, sickened
attack: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 14 + 2 + 2 - 2 = 36 for damage: 1d12 + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + 1d6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + (2) + 2 - 2 = 29
attack: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 2 + 2 - 2 = 14 for damage: 1d12 + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + 1d6 + 2 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + (5) + 2 + 2 - 2 = 34

<10 miss: 1d100 ⇒ 1 so the nat 20 misses ;(
<10 miss: 1d100 ⇒ 69

for the next round, adjustements are for CaE, Heroism and sickened
fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 + 2 - 2 = 11

"Your father was a weed and your mother a campfire!"He yells at the puffs of smoke, hoping to distract them."I know Cirrus clouds nastier then you!"

The first part might not be too inaccurate...considering that's probably how these were formed.

Inarus stops tapdancing (living off lingering performance) and starts drawing upon his inner magic to enhance his claws. Arcane strike. "Hex em if it'll make it easier for them to hit!"He yells out.

bite,archaeologist luck, heroism, flanking: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 40
dmg: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (2, 6) + 12 = 20
miss chance,1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 1
claw archaeologist luck, heroism, flanking: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 32
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
miss chance,1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 10
claw,archaeologist luck, heroism, flanking: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 28
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
miss chance,1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 6
gore,archaeologist luck, heroism, flanking: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 43
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
miss chance,1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 10
tailslap,archaeologist luck, heroism, flanking: 1d20 + 14 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 14 + 3 + 2 = 24
dmg: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
miss chance,1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 10

Don't worry about missing the nat 20. If elemental immunities apply, you can't crit em anyway.

Usawoti swings, missing because of the heady smoke and confusing shiftiness of the smoky fog in the room.

Though his teeth, one claw, and tail miss the wavery, slippery creatures, Inarus manages to strike a first claw and his jagged horns into the air element before him, releasing ever-more-fumes into the air no game effect, this is descriptive, and weakening the creature of air. The creature roars with each tear - the sound of a surging tornado combined with an odd hiss - and focuses on the insulting dragon all-the-more!

Their retaliatory slams simply slide off the slick armor and scales of the beasts, landing ringing blows that the dragon simply ignores. No damage dealt this round!

Both elementals glower.

They hate Inarus.

The first screeches, "D͗͋̾e͆̒̌̋̚v̑͋̍̃̈o͆̅ͬuͧ̆ͦͪ͋̋ͤͤr͆ͤ̃͋̃̿̚ ̔̐̇̿͋ͫm̊̃̎ͫe̍̾̈̉̋̈̏a͂͋ͨ̂͒t̀ͦ̿͗ ̓͌͋̽̚b́͛̍ͦ͛e̍ͭfͭͦ͊ͯ́ͤ̚ŏ̿̓̌͂̎řͥͫͩ̃eͫ̽ͯ̾ͨ͐ ͊ͩ̚i̓̈̔͐̆̐͌ͫnͣ̏̀̾̈́ĥͦ̂ͤͣ̋̈a͑̃̅l͛̅̾eͩ̐͒̓̍ͣ̎̚ ̂uͧͮs̀̉̐ͥ̂͆͐́ ̅̇̐̓͒̆͂̊a͗l̄ͯ̈̽̾̒͂̚lͦ͊̄̏̅~̌̇̃ͫͪͩ!̅ͬͧͤ̀"
"D̶e̕͞v͜͏͏o͟͡͞u҉̵͢r͜͢ ̷m̸͞͝e̵͝a̴͟͞t̢͞ ̛b̷e͠f̢o̡͠͝r̡e̕͘ ̧͜͜i͜nh̡a̧͟l̨̕e̵̛͟ ̢̀u͟҉ś̛͝ ̡̡͠a͜l̴l͡҉~!͠͏" its companion agrees.
Then, "M̳͙̳̠͈͙u͇̖̻͎̠̰̰̫̝s̤̳̪̖̱̜̖ͅt̳̠ ̣̺̞͚̻d͔̝̙e̦̜͖̺̦̘̖v̤͔͖̪̠ͅo̰̰̥̯͚u̻̱̭̘̻r̤͈̯̬̣;̻̮͍ ̼̱h̪̬͓u̹̺̫̟̣n͙̳͔͉͚g̻̹̭̟r͈̠̪y͈̳̰̪~͓̙!͉̤̼̣" they cry in unison.

crap! As Usawoti prepares to attack with his hammer again, he is over powered by the smoke and doubles over and begins to vomit. "Bruuuaaaaagggghhhhh" Managing to hold on to his hammer while he tosses his cookies. 'I will stay put, if I can distract them I will, maybe puking on them will get their attention'

Can he provide a flank while he is puking or does he have to actually threaten the smoke monster?'

for the next round, adjustments are for CaE, Heroism, does this mean he is no longer sickened?
fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 2 + 2 = 23 crud, so close...

EDIT: nevermind! Answer found in Discussion.

Inarus looks worriedly at Usawoti. 'He doesn't look too good...lets hope I can take down at least at one of them and get him out of here.'"Usawoti, just hang in there!" He channels his innate magic into his claws, fangs, horn and tail. Then he unleashes a flurry of bite, claws and horns on the weakened puff of air. And finishes off with a tail slap.

bite,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 33
dmg: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 6) + 12 = 24
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 8
claw archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 36
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 10
claw,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 34
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 2
gore,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 38
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 5
tailslap,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 14 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 14 + 3 + 2 = 22
dmg: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 4

If first one drops, I'm moving to second with 5 ft, if possible.

Inarus tears into the smoke monster, allowing its fuming essence to flood forth and fill the air with the sickly-sweet cloyingly greasy scent, missing only a final swap of the tail, due, mostly, to the creature's wavering under the deadly assault.

It is clearly woozy, and near total collapse.

"M̆̋ĕ͌ǟ͌́̂̓͐t̃̓̍̽̾̓̑̐ ͌̽̿ͥ̚dͣ͑̊ȇ̽̅v͌ͭ͗͛̊̂͛ͤoͫͧu̾̆͌ͪͤ́r͐̃̏̈s͆̓̂ ͐̂ͤͧ͐̊̈ͨ̚u̎͛̓s̈́̄̆̈́ͯ?̃!̉͐̊͂ͯ" its voice like the swooshing of an object through air, "I̸̕m̧pos̕s̴i̶̵b̧͝l̷̀e̸҉͝!̴̷̧

Again, the two launch their attack at the dragon, and again their blows simply clang against armor or scale!

'he looks like he is doing...on no... not again.' Usawoti stands to help attack, getting a breath of the odd smoke, he accidently gulps some down and vomits again. "Rrrrraaaaaauuugghhhhhh"

adjustments are for CaE, Heroism
fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 2 + 2 = 18

"I'll gobble you up if you don't haul your cloudy @sses off double quick time!" Inarus snaps, then goes ape on them, as his hindpaws trace a pattern on the floor.(Archaelogist luck)

bite,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 40
dmg: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (1, 5) + 10 = 16
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 3
claw archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 27
dmg: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 1
claw,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 25
dmg: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 8
gore,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 42
dmg: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 5
tailslap,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 14 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 14 + 3 + 2 = 21
dmg: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 3

If first one drops, I move to second and continue.

As you didn't this time, I'll roll your miss chance?

I'll use the same scale you do: d10, 1 is a miss.

Also, if one goes down, I'll transfer remaining attacks to the other.

Here we goooooo...

EDIT:You ninja-dragon-kitty-you! :P

Dragon bites the swirling cloud of vapor and it cracks like fine porcelain hitting a stone floor, as the swirling smoke simply poofs into the surrounding environs, the creature effectively dissipated, as Inarus simply consumes the remains with a great puff of air.

Though quickly turning his claws toward the other, it takes some time to get his rhythm as his claws and tail miss, though he manages to gore the air-like creature.

"D̷̙̠̞͉̱̱͓ͅE̬̞͇̕V̸̧̖͝O҉͈̦Ù̞͚͈̘R̵̴̟̰̜̞̙̙̠̙! I̺ ̡͙͓̩̖̕͠À̘̙̟͍͝Ç̪̻̪̻̞͢ͅC҉̷̬̭̗͔̦E̸͉̣͕P̵̧͓͓̥̲͙T̨͖͍̦̩͚̼ͅ!̧͔̜̦̣̠̜̖̱ it cries.

Upon it's words, a... darkening of some kind floods through it.

It attempts to slam into the dragon, but something interferes, at least with its first attack merely bouncing off a light barrier that briefly flashes into existence around Usawoti; the second hit, however, strikes true and slams, hard, into Inarus.

Seems magic circle just started to become effective against this guy, now, and it just successfully smote Inarus (take 10 Knowledge is enough to recognize a "Smite Good" effect, and that it just became a fiendish creature).

Inarus, you take 24 damage.

Onward, now, to glory and riches! Or death!

I edited. I forgot the first time, because copy paste, now I put it in. Be nice, I'm on cell having lunch ;)

Knowledge check, taking 10, wtf just happened?

Also, meow!

'Is this some kind of ritual to enhance its powers? What the hell just happened to it?'The dragon wonders. He channels his magic to every part of his body(Arcane strike) as he continues his assault on the now darkened creature.

bite,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 43
dmg: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 2) + 12 = 15
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 2
claw archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 30
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 7
claw,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 29
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 8
gore,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 44
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 4
tailslap,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 14 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 14 + 3 + 2 = 38
dmg: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
miss chance, 1 misses: 1d10 ⇒ 3

bite 43 ; dmg: 15
claw 30 ; dmg: 20
claw 29 ; dmg: 15 ; unless you have a bonus to attack v. evil?
gore 44 ; dmg: 13
tailslap 38 ; dmg: 14

No miss chance misses! Nice

Onward, now, to more glory and riches! Or more death!

Is it gone?No bonuses v evil. I wish :P But again I'm not a pally ;)

so is Usawoti confused now?
just in case: 1d100 ⇒ 93 he would be attacking the nearest creature, is that the dragon or the smoke monster?

It is not gone. The nearest creature is the smoke monster. You're confused if you fail another fortitude save.

I was waiting on Usawoti before posting more details.
I could just roll his fortitude for him...
Fortitude?: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 2 + 2 = 20
... but I'm pretty sure he'll want to do it himself, in this case... XD

At least one is gone.' Usawoti looks up to see how the fighting is going, letting out a loud belch, he releases the hammer with his left hand, covering his mouth, and lets out a muffled "Oh no not again."

adjustments are for CaE, Heroism and get to add magic circle!
fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 28

Usawoti: feel free to describe your delusions...

Also: good news! Intentionally or not, Usawoti is flanking again! So that one attack hits, 'cause +2!

The dragon tears into the elemental with fury and vigor.

Congratulations Usawoti! You're back in the land of the dizzy!

What happens next depends on if Usawoti hits for ~40 points of damage. So. Choose from below as appropriate. You guys have hit with enough accuracy to have figured out: it's AC was 29, and is now 30.

Onward, now, to even more glory and riches! Or even more death!

'I may never encourage anyone to make a spirit journey again.' Usawoti wipes the bile from his mouth, then grasping his hammer in both hands he attacks the smoke monster again, first swinging one way and then the other.

Full attack: + 1 Holyflaming earth breaker (PA, FF, WF, WV, WS) heroic
attack: 1d20 + 14 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 14 + 2 - 1 = 32 for damage: 1d12 + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + 1d6 + 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + (4) + (4, 4) + 2 = 35
attack: 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 2 - 1 = 16 for damage: 1d12 + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + 1d6 + 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 9 + 1 + 2 + (5) + (4, 2) + 2 = 37

In case we need It for the next round: adjustments are for CaE, Heroism, magic circle
fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 31

"Usawoti! You're all right!" The dragon exclaims happily as he watches his friend wipe the bile off his mouth and swing his hammer again.

"Begone you spawn of...dark cloud!"The dragon intones as he channels magical energy through himself and starts ripping apart the dark cloud.

bite,archaeologist luck, heroism, flank: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 27
dmg: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 2) + 12 = 15
claw archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 33
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
claw,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 36
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
gore,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 19 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 27
dmg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15
tailslap,archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 14 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 14 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 31
dmg: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Sssssssssssssoooooooooooooo I actually misrepresented the exact hp needed. Usawoti actually did it! But I'll count it as both of you for... reasons. Ignore the he killed it/hit it/didn't spoilers above. XD

That said: congratulations! You won a tough fight!

The shaman surges forward and slams into the elemental, working with his draconic ally to do the same, and it screaches in horrified agony.

"I̓͑̈́̾.̄̿ͣ͂͛.̾̅ͩ̇̊ͥ.̑ͩ̊ͥ ͆ͮ͂̈́ͧͧͧ̒Ḩ̶͡U҉̛Ņ͢.̸̴̸.̧̀. ͠G͓̳̼̠͎͚E̲̬̖R͉̪̥̣̟!͕̱͈͕̦̼͈ͅͅ" it says, before suddenly bursting into more of the fog.

The resultant cloud swirls, before the two heroes suddenly find they've inhaled the last puff of the creature.

Each of them feel a sharp flare on their body - in the place the star and mark appeared before - that settles into a dull aching hunger.

You each gain one total use of your "gluttony" ability gained from the gate. Inarus gains two.

The smoke is still lingering.

You hear a ringing sound, akin to the echoes of a muffled and whispered scream... which is exactly what it proves to be, as the massive thorn-vined flower from before slams into the hallway, vines desperately and fruitlessly scrabbling for purchase on the slick mirror-walls of the tunnel, the now-closed bloom rolling onto it's side near Usawoti.

A soft groaning sound can be heard from inside the only loosely-closed bud, as thick yellow liquid with a heavenly scent (minglinb well with the local stuff) drips out.

Usawoti sees the woman from above crumpled inside the bud of the flower.

Clearly, both flower and woman have seen better days.

The edge of one of the vines suddenly catches fire! It begins spreading towards the bulb of the flower, and the woman in the center.

As this happens, both Inarus and Usawoti feel a sudden, unpleasant tingle of primal magic passing across their skin.

"Usawoti! Can you create water? And I don't mean pee!" The dragon yells frantically, his forepaws flapping helplessly in the air, seeing the woman from above crumpled inside a bud of the flower, and the vines catching fire. ’Argh damn sh*t I can’t create water, and I don’t know if uprooting her from the vine is going to hurt more then it’d help…and I can’t leave her to die. Whether she’s some evil plant monster or not. Not if she hasn't done any harm.’ Then he hits on a bright idea. ’I may not be able to create water but I can summon something that can put out the fire.’

Cast Shadow conjuration – Mimic summon monster III – Give me a small water elementals: 1d3 ⇒ 3please.

Concentration check if required v DC 23: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (11) + 17 = 28
He orders the water elementals to use their drench ability on the fire.

He shudders as the primal magic passes through him. "I've got a bad feeling about this..."

'Good thing Inarus is a dragon, I'm not sure we would have survived otherwise.' Seeing the smoke monster dissipate and feeling the brand change from a throb to an ache. Usawoti starts to ask "Inarus are you ok? Do you need healing..." hearing the muffled ringing screaming, Usawoti watches as the plant lady plops down in the tunnel, spooking Mope to final move to where Usawoti and the dragon are standing. 'Well at least Mope is learning to deal with Inarus, it's bad when the green armored dragon isn't the scariest thing around.' Usawoti stops daydreaming when Inarus asks about water. "Well yeah, I can. I mean I could if I prepared the right spell. But right now all I've got is lighting and fire, Why?" Looking from Inarus to the burning plantlady, Usawoti gives a knowing nod. "Oh, I see."

"Arrrggghhhhh!!! You should know my magic really isn't supposedly good for this kind of business. And it was on YOUR suggestion that the lady decided to follow us down." He rants at Usawoti. "Now you've gotten her on FIRE, and you say you didn't have the right stuff prepared for it? And you say you only prepared MORE FIRE?" Inarus slaps a paw over his eyes in exasperation.

"You mean you'd just leave her to die? Yes she may be some kind of plant monster, but has she done ANYTHING to us yet? No right? Then we have to save her, since YOU were the one who got HER into trouble in the first place." Inarus scolds Usawoti.

Once the water elementals have put out the fire, Inarus tries to stabilize the lady.

heal check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

"I think I just broke something." Inarus mutters as he hangs his head down in shame, after he pokes and pries at the lady to no avail.

'He better not scare the horse.' Usawoti, reaches over and takes Mopes reins as Inarus starts to rant. Waiting till his friend has calmed down a little, he looks from the burning plant lady to the dragon friend. "I told her if she wanted to talk to you that she would have to follow, you had already been sucked in by the vortex. Anyway, she must have known she would catch fire because she said we were insane for following. So it's really her own fault." Looking from the dragon friend back to the plant lady, he leans in closer to Inarus and covering hs mouth so the burning plant lady couldn't read his lips, whispers; "She is a plant person and traditionally an evil one to boot, she on the other side right? I mean we did sign up for 'team coven' right?"

"Don't judge dragons by their skin colour." Inarus gives Usawoti a hard look. "Or why don't you say, you'll kill me as well because I happen to be a green dragon."He growls under his breath."And what proof do you have that she's on the other side. If she was on the other side she would have just let us walk into the vortex. None of her business if we go ourselves killed, right?"

"And she followed us into the vortex despite knowing something would happen to her. Doesn't that account for something?"He tries to put forth his point.

heal check trying again: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

judge a dragon by their skin color? Are you supposed to wait until they get close enough to sense their motives? I wonder if Inarus is feeling well, How would you go about seeing if a dragon has a temperature.' Usawoti shrugs, being not really sure how to answer his friend. "But your not a green dragon, your Inarus in a green dragon suit. I don't know what her intentions are and I don't know who she is affiliated with. I just know she was trying to catch us when we wanted to go to the porthole. So if nothing else she was willing to deter me from my intentions for her own. Which means I'm not sure I trust her."

"So, the first time I met you in this,"he gestures at his body,"You had no reason to trust me, since you didn't know that it was me in a green dragon, right?"

"Be reasonable. She's not going to be able to do anything to us in her current state. And since you were in a way responsible for getting her into this, you could show some...responsibility for the situation?" Inarus gives Usawoti a dirty look. "And what if she really had to tell us something important, and got hurt because of it, how would you feel about THAT?"He glares at Usawoti."How are we to know what her intentions are, if we never ASKED?"

Id be ok to get wand heals, unfortunately I think we need to know if there's concentration checks involved before we try that - can we retcon the healing later? In a full primal magic zone we do NOT want to fiddle around with wands.

Knowledge - whatever - take 10 - what are the effects of the primal magic on us?

'I hope Inarus isn't delirious, I wonder how you would tell.' Usawoti smiles and nods to his green friend, he speaks slower and clearer, smiling while he does so, like one does when talking to a beloved elder who is no longer quite themselves. "There there now, Inarus, don't get yourself upset. I am only responsible for telling her you had left the jungle area on your way here. She is the one who tried to grab Mope and myself and she is the one who decided to follow us. It really isn't fair to her to take that responsibility away from her. She seemed like a competent evil flesh eating blood sucking plant and I don't think she would want us blaming ourselves for her decisions." nodding at the plant lady, "I'm sure if we need to get information from her there will be a way to do it. We both are able bodied casters and if nothing else when we find our elf friend he can help us figure out a way. You remember our elf friend Eravel don't you? We need to focus on finding him and my falcon Shuvuu."

Usawoti notices that Mope is starting to sniff and move a little toward the leaves that hadn't been burned, Usawoti pulls gently on the horses reins and offers him a carrot, to entice him away from the plant lady. "No no Mope, have a carrot instead, we don't know where she has stuck those roots."

"I think you're being unecessarily racist and species biased." Inarus gives a disdainful sniff. "She might have been grabbing onto you because she wanted to tell us something, but we weren't listening!"

"By passing judgement on an entire species just because generally the species are of certain depositions is dead wrong. Is it right to say that all half orcs are bad because orcs are generally evil? Is it right for the Shoanti to deny quah membership to anyone who isn't human? Or exile them from the clan, because they were raped by an orc?!" Inarus counters, his voice breaking a little. "And we can't choose what we're born as. Does that mean we deserve to face prejudice for the rest of our lives just because of what we are born as, whether we deserve our reputation or not?"

Inarus looks at Usawoti pull Mope away from the plant lady. 'Well at least that's a start.He didn't allow Mope to eat her up.'He softens his tone a little. "I can't compel you to do anything. But if you don't wish to heal her, at least let me bring her along with us. I don't want a wandering smoke monster to eat her up. She doesn't deserve that."

He goes to the plant lady and speaks. "I'm not sure if you can hear me. I am sorry that I can't really do much to help you. My magics do not work that way." 'And my healing wand has been destroyed in the Pit of Despair'He thinks to himself. "The best I can do for you is to see you to a safe place, so you can recover."

"Lets get moving. We have a hawk and an elf to find."

Dragon: STR 25; 266 light, 533 medium, 800 heavy -> large x3 -> 798; 1,599; 2,400 carry overhead; 7,995 push/drag
Weight: ~2,800 lbs. (irrelevant for now: 2,834 lbs./2,542 lbs.)
Conclusion: cannot fly while moving, functions as if under Medium load while carried.

Still interesting in taking her?

The three elementals quickly quench the flames, though by the time they manage, nearly reached the bulb itself.

Usawoti, you'll need to make a fortitude check again, next time.

As the two friends discuss things, a rhythmic whooshing sound can be heard, with periodic thumps; and as Inarus concludes the conversation, a large, white, scaled creature - a dragon! ... though this one is especially haggard-looking - comes bounding over and the hallways, charging directly toward the two.

"A̛͇͚͙̹̘̹T̴̖͇͙͕͚̫̱̬̮ ̶̩̳̩̬͇̘̪̖͝L̷̳̬̗͎͇̼͍̘A̶̧̼͖͜S͍̯̠̬͙͖̕T̝̯̼̙̲̭̙̥͍͜!" it cries in scratchy draconic, "Mͨ̆͏͜͝Y̽͐͐ ̸̃̅F͒ͨ́̀Ȅ̒̔͞L̶͆͋ͥ̔̇̄͊̓͏̵L̛̿̄̎̄ͯ͢Oͭ͋ͪ҉W̌ͤ̈̏̏̕ ̶͌͆ͥ̓̂ͪ͞͏F̵̾͛̈́͋̊͛̐́̚͢L̷̴ͭ͑ͯ̅͗͆ͯ̚͞E̢͐͐̒̔ͯ̎̀ͮͦS̽ͭͩ͂̂̎̃́͟H̶̾ͧ̐ͬͭ̅͛̿͊͠~͐̂ͨ̈́!"

It bounds toward Inarus!

... aaaaaaaaand right away, after the next one, roll initiative!

Inarus, it's a mature adult white dragon, but something is... wrong with it. It's unclear what, at present, that is.

Initiative!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (9) + 23 = 32, Initiative, also!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

For ease of play: AC 32 (minimum; I might adjust up, later; this is just for this round/until I can properly number-crunch), and it has DR 10/magic and DR 5/-. Neither of these things would be too far off of what Inarus knows, anyway. It is evil.

We got her into this, we owe it to her to fix the mess. So yes, I'm taking her along, in case more smoke elememtals fom in the passage we've passed through. I know they're constantly forming.

'We've got a downed casulty here, I DON'T want to get into a fight now! The last thing I need is for the white dragon to breathe frost on us all. It'd probably kill her!' He thinks to himself. "I'll try to talk us out if this. Don't attack yet. I don't want him breathing frost over us and the plant lady. There's something wrong with the white dragon, can you figure out what it is?" He speaks to Usawoti telepathically.

init: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32

"Hello fellow dragon, you look a little off colour. Are you all right? Also, as you can see here, we're transporting an injured person, so please, let us get her to safety."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (13) + 16 = 29

Keeping detect magic field in the white dragon. Trying to see if dragon is under charm/dominate effect but it will take 3 rounds.

As Usawoti can't possibly roll an initiative high enough to go before the dragon, now that Inarus has made his valiant attempt, check the spoiler in the post above. Sorry, Inarus, I'm afraid that DC just doesn't cut it - 29 might have worked, but you're making a check at a significant penalty for the haste with which it was done. If you wish to fight defensively for the next minute, you can make it without that penalty, buuuuut... as it is, you're trying to accomplish it in 1/10 the normal time.

The dragon has a magic aura, maybe more than one.

The dragon breathes a cone of vile ice, and then immediately sets into Inarus with a savage fury and delight!
See the first and second spoilers above.
Aaaaaaaaaaalso... Usawoti's magic circle and weapon happen to be effective... I'm just saying... >.>

reflex save: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (7) + 17 = 24

'Why did he do that? We're all dragons. Couldn't we have talked it out?' Even as his mind is in a whirl with the white dragon's actions, his trained reflexes kick in. Inarus somehow seems to duck completely out of the way of the icy breath and the white dragon's attacks bounce off his armor. His heart sinks as he realizes that the plant lady would not have survived that deadly blast. "You killed her! She never did you any harm! How could you!" Tears of anguish and rage flow from the dragon's eyes. "No more Mr Nice Guy!" He snarls savagely as his hindpaws begin to tap a pattern on the ground. "Die you foul fiend!" He unleashes a flurry of bite, claw, horn and tailslaps on the dragon.

bite,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 = 26
dmg: 2d6 + 18 ⇒ (6, 1) + 18 = 25
claw,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 = 22
dmg: 1d8 + 18 ⇒ (2) + 18 = 20
claw,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 = 30
dmg: 1d8 + 18 ⇒ (8) + 18 = 26
gore,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 19 - 4 + 3 + 2 = 33
dmg: 1d8 + 18 ⇒ (3) + 18 = 21
tailslap,PA, archaeologist luck, heroism: 1d20 + 14 - 4 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 14 - 4 + 3 + 2 = 21
dmg: 1d8 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

Chose to do it this way, because I can't magic my weapon on the first round of combat and the DR/magic would negate most of my damage

GM - also I think there's a problem with the damage. 1d6d10? really? :P

"Kill him. That ravener deserves NO MERCY!" Inarus commands.

MCaE, Heroism
fort: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 2 + 2 = 29
MCaE, heroism
reflex: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 9 + 2 + 2 = 17
we got so busy discussing the flower we didn’t heal your wounds

’If It means that much I guess I could stabilize her for him’ Leading Mope along Usawoti begins to explain to Inarus, then he hears the noise coming down the hall and sees the white dragon. ’Oh crap, we got busy arguing and I never healed Inarus.’ Attempting to dodge the ice, Usawoti, focused on healing Inarus casts a cure spell to heal the green dragon.

if needed concentration check
concentrate: 1d20 + 11 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 11 + 3 = 20

CCW : 4d8 + 10 ⇒ (5, 6, 3, 4) + 10 = 28

mopes reflex: MCaE
reflex: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 2 = 26
Mope is -4 HP
stabilize: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

GM'ing is hhhhaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrd, yo; or: 'I forgot to roll his miss chance; sorry."

So... Inarus, adjust any missing hp or damage values you'd recieve based on the miss chances below. I'll try and update my "full attack" template for the creature to take this into account for the future.