Valgrymr's Homebrew.

Game Master Valegrim

Lost in the Winter wild with hordes of ghouls, gnolls and Giant Kin on a rampage joined by other agents of chaos. Band of Northmen freedom fighters seek to survive and save their clans.


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Male Drow 5th lvl Fighter/2 Order of the Bow (Crossbow) Initiate
Valegrim wrote:

do you mean holding there, as in the street, rather than here as you used? got a bit confused when you said holding here is a useless sacrifice; holding the doorway for characters to leave to relative safety would be heroic and noble of deed or sacrifice if it got that far.

anyway; just waiting for rest of peoples this round actions before we continue to next round.

I was referring to holding in the middle of the street as being a useless sacrifice.


male Half-puck Barbarian-1, Cleric of the Grey-3

Is Jewel close enough to touch? If she is, I will ask her if I may touch her to hide us from undead. Same with Llvenoc. I can hide us for a half hour.


male Half-puck Barbarian-1, Cleric of the Grey-3

I am on Jewel's disc, so I will hold action.


M Human (Greek) Paladin of Athena 5 7/ Knight of Athens 4 6

As each retreats I heed Llvenoc's advice and cover the retreat backing towards the door. Bulwark of defense means that every square I threaten is difficult terrain to all enemies, requiring double movement to cover.


Wow.
I leave you guys alone for a day or two, and you declare war on the whole frigging Necropolis! ;P

Namaste wrote:

"I may be way out in space on this, but I think that the aura we are perceiving around this creature is not its aura, but ours! It's learning from us, absorbing our qualities and abilities. It seemed to react in pain and anger when Llvenoc was struck by his own companion, just as Llvenoc would. When they fight, it mirrors his skills, and his restraint, as if his train of thought is its own, but not as if it is controlling him, but rather reflecting him. It shows an aura of evil on the par of a demon or devil prince, which may reflect the aspect of my own aura that is connected with the Chancellor. And Astinos, our good paladin, felt his own kinship with it. I think it is connecting with us each in turn, somehow, and the being that it is growing into, for lack of a better word, is an almalgamation of us all. I have heard tales that captive and murdered gods can be reborn, though the way this is done is unknown. Perhaps this is how it happens, perhaps this child is a god being reformed - and we are its parents?

"Does that sound completely insane?"

Kemnebi stares as if entranced.

"The child. She said it would be a child. That it would learn from us."
He mutters as the tableau unfolds around him. SUmmoned family members appear and then summon worms, the undead attack and are attacked in turn. And thru it all Kemnebi stares at the now -revealed little girl.

"She said it would be a child. SHe wasn't speaking in riddles. She was speaking the plain truth, and I was so busy looking for hidden meanings I couldn't see it,..." He mutters, either distressed or in shock.

The undead attack in earnest, and still the cat-man stares.
"Was it a test? Did I fail? All my mental abilities and I couldn't see the simple truth for what it was? "

"Inconceivable."

Astinos near-beastial roar of challenge echoes thru the street, causing Kemnebi to blink. He suddenly realizes that he is being drug with his collar by a very familiar set of hands.

"Hey! Wait! What,...?" He cries cleverly as he is drug towards the green door,...

Not a whole lot I can do here, and sometimes retreat IS the wiser side of courage! <sigh> My kingdom for some artillery! ;P


Female Kalashtar (Eberon Campaign Setting p. 16) Psion 6 (7 when imp is within one mile)

Since I failed my save badly, I can't do much of anything except be carried, dragged or guided for the next couple rounds.

As an aside, I should mention that some of this stuff about the child and the niece of the Oracle will probably need to be explained in character to Namaste, as she was not with you guys in front of the Oracle while all that was being told - I think a lot of that went on while she was outside in her trance when she was communicating with the Chancellor.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

no; not yet; she is like 20 ft from you; at the end of the round you three will be 20 ft from the door.

Grymbol wrote:
Is Jewel close enough to touch? If she is, I will ask her if I may touch her to hide us from undead. Same with Llvenoc. I can hide us for a half hour.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

cool; will keep that in mind if any enemies get in range.

Astinos wrote:
As each retreats I heed Llvenoc's advice and cover the retreat backing towards the door. Bulwark of defense means that every square I threaten is difficult terrain to all enemies, requiring double movement to cover.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

Did you say artillery; hehe back in 1st ed 40k; you could allocate points for offtable artillery support; hehe so; you asked for it; you get it; hehe.

Kemnebi 'Djal Ibenbast' wrote:

Wow.

I leave you guys alone for a day or two, and you declare war on the whole frigging Necropolis! ;P

Namaste wrote:

"I may be way out in space on this, but I think that the aura we are perceiving around this creature is not its aura, but ours! It's learning from us, absorbing our qualities and abilities. It seemed to react in pain and anger when Llvenoc was struck by his own companion, just as Llvenoc would. When they fight, it mirrors his skills, and his restraint, as if his train of thought is its own, but not as if it is controlling him, but rather reflecting him. It shows an aura of evil on the par of a demon or devil prince, which may reflect the aspect of my own aura that is connected with the Chancellor. And Astinos, our good paladin, felt his own kinship with it. I think it is connecting with us each in turn, somehow, and the being that it is growing into, for lack of a better word, is an almalgamation of us all. I have heard tales that captive and murdered gods can be reborn, though the way this is done is unknown. Perhaps this is how it happens, perhaps this child is a god being reformed - and we are its parents?

"Does that sound completely insane?"

Kemnebi stares as if entranced.

"The child. She said it would be a child. That it would learn from us."
He mutters as the tableau unfolds around him. SUmmoned family members appear and then summon worms, the undead attack and are attacked in turn. And thru it all Kemnebi stares at the now -revealed little girl.

"She said it would be a child. SHe wasn't speaking in riddles. She was speaking the plain truth, and I was so busy looking for hidden meanings I couldn't see it,..." He mutters, either distressed or in shock.

The undead attack in earnest, and still the cat-man stares.
"Was it a test? Did I fail? All my mental abilities and I couldn't see the simple truth for what it was? "

"Inconceivable."

Astinos near-beastial roar of challenge echoes thru the street, causing Kemnebi to blink. He suddenly...


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

Yes, you are very correct; I dont believe anyone ever told you.

Namaste wrote:

Since I failed my save badly, I can't do much of anything except be carried, dragged or guided for the next couple rounds.

As an aside, I should mention that some of this stuff about the child and the niece of the Oracle will probably need to be explained in character to Namaste, as she was not with you guys in front of the Oracle while all that was being told - I think a lot of that went on while she was outside in her trance when she was communicating with the Chancellor.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

ok; the pc's (still havnt heardfrom the monk) are generally moving towards the green door; Those who were in the melee are about 80Ft from it before they moved; those who started at the inn; another 30ft. The last 20 ft around the door is full of rubble and two sets of stairs going down so the door is about 10 ft below the street level.

so; using normal movement that would leave most of the party having used one move action toward the door and about 50ft from it; with thoronhen and the cats and jewel about 20 ft behind them as their angle straight to the green door cuts some of the angle and distance. Astinos would be another 10ft step farther and able to interceed if anything comes from the direction of the general meliue. If the monk hasnt moved; then he would be about a 5ft step behind Astinos; if he moves; then he will be where he moves to as he still has his move though I am going to continue the scene.

A great magical sigil appears on the street about 20ft ahead of Astinos; the great floating 3D image of the Emperors head calls out; "Lorm, Sheshka, Eirilith; attend my words; Come ready for heroic battle; and come now to Defend the Empire and this very world from an incurssion plauge of evil. Come fight and track down these worms of Kyuss that they not infest our world"

"Fystor and Balfic, attend me; the world invaded by an unholy evil that will corrupt the entire world if not destroyed now; the worms of Kyuss whom you have kept from our world in the past have returned and gained a foothold."

<Suddenly the Emperor looks to the right; (you all here the great scrapings of a colossol beast; yet the Emperor seems to be looking farther north. Oh Goodness; Now.>

the emperor speaks out; any person of the empire who has a connection to the Orb will hear this next part.

"My people hear me; attend, a moment of dread is upon us though we shall not fear; nay; we shall overcome. The dread necormancer Frieda, aka, the Biotch with the Bone, has left her lair upon an gagantuan mount she created of epic size and power and is heading to the Great Necropolis only because it is in her path; she seeks her mate, the dread paladin of the long death of uncreation. I believe she seeks to concult the Great Abolith on the Southern shore of Greece who is an attendant of the Sleepers we all battle to keep asleep. We are not yet ready for her and him to meet for with the gateway open at the city state of Tarantis; they could and would corrupt and enslave the entire abyss and call forth its minions; the great judge in the north would cut us off from reality iself to preserve universal harmony, and as well he should that we not infect the multiverse. I ask that some come to delay her, though not engage her. That is for another, Kormath; Kormatha; this is your day to be the hero or heroine your family never had; it is you who has the power and must battle Frieda and her mount; you and any comrades you may gather; perhaps Balfic will begin to erase his betrayal of me, his cousin, by helping you; and thus be on the path to restore us in this deparate time and find and retore to the empire the Standard of Isoldore; for yes; Frieda was one who was there, the Biotch"

To those he summoned by name "my friends; allies; and Fystor, there is a group with my blessing inside the Necropolis; they seek to perform a heroic mission of great need as well; but only they can do it as they are not of enough power to set off the wards and summon the eternal guardian; seek not to join them lest they fail, only the young and the innocent may pass the way they are going."

"he speaks to the group, Namaste, you are not longer innocent; you may not pass the Sigil of Alethorinae; it looks like this; <he draws it; yet the party cannot see it; yet Namaste and her familiar shreek; as to them it is horrific>. If you circumvent or pass the sigil; the sun will be lost, for the guardians will come and slay you all or at least delay you long enough for the vile ritual that evil pact of garbage down there seeks to complete."


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

It is my expectation at this point that everyone; Fystor; Balifc; Cera, Lorm, (probably not Kojan as he probably wouldnt leave the Dwarven hold until it is totally cleansed and in dwarven hands; but he might send his little brother Kosan...), Vladimir; Aekiko, Arlene - oh, wait; she is dead, Kormath probably riding the Shadow Dragon that is at the northern dwarven hold and whomever they might all invite or bring all come here to kill the Worm incurrsuion; battle the undead; be a good oppurtunity as you guys could make a fuss and the Army of Romans and Greeks could invade; might settle things on this continent until Freida gets here. I bet that wayward Barbarian that insulted Bob can pop out of hole and show up here as well.

up to you guys though; be one hell of a epic slobbernocker; so your choice; and yes; the Maiden of the North would join you as she would be with Balfic.

hehe so much for creepith quitely into the city and enter the green door; hehe; best layed plans of mice oh no; did I say mice; no not the Skaven; what have I done! No Cera No.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

so, if all this happens and these guys show up; the party will be able to go on as these guys will cause one hell of a distraction and probably knock down a few buildings while their at it.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

Namaste:

Spoiler:

A great wave of intense pain sweeps through you body and mind; it clears your stun and deafness; take 3 pts of damage; these cannot be healed by magic and you will be sore and tender for the time it takes for them to heal naturally.

Loviatar, the Maiden of Pain speaks to you in a soft tone "clear your body and mind and attend my words hero, I have brokered a deal with Apollo; he will not ride his sun chariot across the sky for three days; this will delay the ritual that the evil, tenticled aberations underneath are trying to complete; thus, I have granted you time and respite to accomplish your mission; I am pleased that you have taken part to start this battle of heroes; this den of undead should have been cleared long ago. My blessings little one. <she gives you a one time ability as a quick action to cleanse one thing; a disease; parilization, being held; mind fog; or the like; not a wound as such; but generally something that stops a person from acting; also; you know this touch will be very painful to the recipient; but will let them act.

Thoronhen and Kennebi; you see Namaste's body and that of her familiar stiffen in great pain; she bleeds from her eyes and ears and nose a bit; not much; it stops soon.


Kemnebi stares once again at the appearance of the Emperor's vision. He would probably have stopped and continued to stare if not for Nebibit's hand tugging at his collar.

"So much power, to be able to spend it so casually for contact and conversation,..." Nebibit can hear him mutter.

Yet even the vision of the Emperor and his calling for heroes of legends to attend his will cannot keep Kemnebi from seeing and reacting to Namaste suddenly stiffening in pain. Reacting without thinking, he reaches out to steady her on the conjured disk.

"NAmaste? What's wrong? Are you OK?" He queries, glancing nervously over his shoulder at the Emperor's head floating above the gathering hordes of undead. "Come on, we're almost to the door. You'll be ok, hang on,..." He continues to tell her as the group makes their way to the green door.

Heh, so much for sneaking in alright! As for artillery,... I think The cat should be careful what he wishes for! ;P


Male Half-Orc 9th lvl Cleric, 4th lvl Ninja, 1st lvl Black Flame Zealot

Val

Spoiler:
I will let Sebastian know I will answer his call for aid. If he can send the party that destroyed the cauldron to the Fen Lands to give us more time and talk with the Judge. Up to Cera and Angelica if they want to help with this fight or help the other group with the Staff of Law. Akieko is on the other Prime Material. So up to you if she will be here. If she does come, have her bring Jack by our words of friendship to help in this fight. I will send word to Ronin that Frieda has started her journey to find the Paramander, and his Prince. I will also inform him about the return of the Worms of Kyuss. I will also send warning to Quintos, and Anton via Beatrice about the return of the worms. I will have one of my Dark Fey send word to the "Boys" to inform Baylinor there is a major force of undead. "Rumor has it, that a wight with an axe stuck in his back was spotted in the area." I will send word to Kojan about the battle, and to Princess Ariel. Would be impolite not to invite them. I will send word via the message jar to Fystor about whats going on, and who I contacted. If he could find Master Bob, The Simpleton, and Havva that would be good as well. Let me know when I get there so I can act.


Male Drow 5th lvl Fighter/2 Order of the Bow (Crossbow) Initiate

Once I am able to move again I will leave the disc I am on to secure the Green Door. If there are any enemy there I will engage and start pushing them back so we can get off the street. I will take point til Astinos catchs up to the party.


M Human (Greek) Paladin of Athena 5 7/ Knight of Athens 4 6

Astinos plays rear guard to the retreat, waiting until everyone is at or through the green door before dashing towards it. He attacks anything that attempts to get past him. Now fighting defensively, AC 28 -2 to attacks


Female shaped Margoyle

The party hears a crack like the booming of thunder in the vicinity of the children. Looking in that direction, you see waves of distortion rippling out from an area several yards away from the gray mottled child. The scenery twists and stretches (think Sliders) and takes the shape of a humanoid form. As quickly as it started, it stops and a creature of stone is standing where the distortion was. This creature is brimming with sharp spikes all over it and it’s eyes glow a fierce red. It holds a brilliant silver shield and carries a weapon that sends waves of force out around it. Even at this distance, you feel the weapon’s power. Ideas tumble through your head at incredible speed, your heart races, you feel a strange insanity wash over you.

The creature crouches into a fighting stance as worms spring toward it and bounce off it’s exterior. It takes stock of its surroundings. Its eyes glow brighter upon noticing the party and the vision of Sebastion hovering over Jewel. It turns to the mottled child and speaks to it as a mother might speak to a scolded child. “Óski! What are you doing? Why have you come out here? This is a bad place to be right now.” Hearing the roar from the bathhouse makes the creature cringe. “A very bad place to be right now. I hate undead, Óski.” She looks down and stomps several worms as undead of all types close in from down the street. “It might be a good idea for us to make a hasty retreat here. Live to fight again another day, eh?” At this point, a sigil appears on the ground between the creature and the paladin holding rear guard. Sebastion’s voice booms with a summons. “Just in the nick of time! Well Óski, looks like we might fight after all. Perhaps there will be a foe out there that might be able to send us to Valhalla!”

With that, she points her sword to an area away from the sigil and begins to concentrate. Within moments, a window is torn in the fabric of reality and a different place can be seen beyond it. (Gate) “Tantalus, it is I, Cera the Chaos Champion. I am here in the Necropolis, a cursed place needing to be purged for a very long time. But, I am not alone. Many of the heroes that you once saw me with, who championed your freedom with me, are to be here as well, ready to strike this blow with us. For a year now, you have gathered your brethren together and flourished, passing my seed along to give you strength. I call that strength to my side this day that we may strike a serious blow to the forces of death and evil in this world. Come forth and sow your chaos throughout the unliving. If you die today, may your death have meaning and glory behind it.”


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

ok; at this point at the top of the round; no one has looked at or examined or tried to open the green door.

The green door description:

above the door a sign in Greek "Let he who enter into the vastness of the dead; make his reconing and leave his life behind."

scrawled on the side of the door; "servants entrance"

The green door is brass; weathered with age and time; and has turned green with corossion; upon it is a relief of a tree with the hanging bodies of 12 nobles; underneath them are 12 open caskets; the roots of the tree are shown to bo below the land and open into vast caverns of blood and bones and gnashing teeth.

the door handle is in the center of the door; a twisting wheel in the center of the tree trunk. The frame of the door is also brass bolted into the stone of the lower bath house; it has a relief of sharp cutting leaves of the tree upon the door; each of the leaves is seratted and many have dried blood.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

lol; yet enters another army; Cera; are you sure you want your boys to step through right where the worms are; might be prudent up the street a bit; your choice though; just because they cant worm through your stone body does mean their soft flesh isnt vulnerable; also; you pretty much figure that Fystor or Balinor or Kojan is gonna set of a nuke at ground zero to kill worms and wont care one whit about your squeek boyz. And how about the broken toe clan; I thought a few hundred of them were visiting your clan; they coming too? hehe they could probably eat worms with no ill effects; be a feast to them; all hail the Queen Mother hehe.

ok; for the party; if you have Lawful as part of your alignment; you barely see Cera, like she is a cartoon or wisp; you can see her; but see right through her; if you have chaos as part of your alignment; you see Cera and she looks much more real and stronger in existance than anything around her; you actually slowly see the world align around her somewhat in her image.

About Cera's sword; This is the grand daddy of all swords of chaos; so if your lawful; your feeling a bit ill; if your chaos; your feeling great; meaning one level higher or lower for this round. Think of this sword and the representation of or the icon of pure chaos taken physical form and mostly looking like a sword because Cera thinks it is a sword. It is completely unaligned as per good or evil.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

Cera - the dark elf that you see getting off the disk who is next to the Jewel; aka; Akeiko's little sister, has a chaos aura in your eyes; just like a little baby chaos champion out to cut his teeth in battle.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

the clouds thicken and blow as a small tornado funnel sets down; blowing some worms all over the place; but not on the party; the inn crashed down in the wind; then the tornado goes back up into the sky and a Fully armored knight in blue white armor is there; he wears a scarf of that of the gorgeous veiled woman behind him; she looks like a princess of persia and has several near naked men guards and scimitars; strangly; they have no legs; just little tornadoes.

the knight is in wonderous armor; Good and Law radiate from him as his aura is very powerful; he nods to Astinos recognising another Paladin;
you may make religion rolls to recognise his diety.

"Cera, you misbegotten elf of chaos; is that you; I sense my squire nearby; what shadow is he hiding in; Squire; present thyself! My god; I sense a dracolisk close at hand; make way that I engage that beast; pray attend, to Battle! For the Glory of Ukko, he raises his sword and the bathhous is showered with several lightening bold from the sky shattering much of the stonework and scattering the will o wisps; the lady in veils nods at his guards; and a swarm of angry lights like killer bees swarm up from those guards to attack the wisps <spellcraft if you like>."

Then; in a bamf; a Cloud Giant appears with mage robes and a staff; as well as a cloud giant in chainmail with a huge hammer and shield. The cloud Giant mage wears a Djinni mask.

" I am Sheska; servant of the Empire, greeting Cera; greeting paladin; Lorm knew you as Vladimir; I greet thee."

Another bamf and a man of fire appears; he is wearing a Efreeti mask; his hair and body on fire; he too is attended by a warrior; but one of obviously of Devil blood as he has red skin; horns and cloven hooves; doesnt radiate any evil; and has a calm, impassive face. the fire mage nods to Sheska; obviously of the same mage group. the Fire Mage says; Holy Balinor is on the way I believe; I have heard he is good in a fight; be interesting to see; be nice to have a cleric regardless of what the Emperor thinks.


Male Catfolk Shade (magically altered human) Monk-8, Mage-16

Lorm appears next to the cloud giant. He is one of strangest looking beings you ever seen. He has charcoal gray fur and a bird's head(raptor). He is wearing mage's robes and a hot pink cloak with a candy cane the size of a staff strapped to his back. In his belt, he has a wand that has a sling shot at the end. In his hands, his a staff. Greetings Cera,Vladimir and Sheska.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

Lorm is definately a cat person wearing a falcon mask; though the mask is very cool, large and detailed.


Male Drow 5th lvl Fighter/2 Order of the Bow (Crossbow) Initiate

Is he in range for me to shoot him?


Male Catfolk Shade (magically altered human) Monk-8, Mage-16

My body is sheathed in flames.


Female Kalashtar (Eberon Campaign Setting p. 16) Psion 6 (7 when imp is within one mile)

Namaste shakes the clouds from her mind and slips down from ThoronHen's carry. "Thank you, but my mind is clear once again, and I am strong enough to walk."

"Kemnebi, my furry friend, I am okay, but thank you for your concern." She wipes a bit of blood away from her cheek. "It was a small price to pay for a boon that may come of use later. The Lady Loviatar attended me a moment, and my pain is my reminder of her watchfulness, but it is also a reminder that we are not unthinking and unfeeling creatures such as the undead filth that abound in this place, that we live and that our goal still has hope. Whatever slight wounds that I may take from such moments, I ask that none of you try to heal them, for they are a badge and a burden I am honored to bear for the sake of the rest of you."

As the newcomers emerge one by one, she is at first fascinated, but then turns away from the stone creature, as the world it shows is more almost more than she can bear. She leans on Astinos for a moment as she fights off a sense of vertigo from the chaos that assaulted her senses.

She gives a brief nod to Lorm, the cat person. "So, you are the one who has caused my feline friends here such inadvertent woe."

But it is ultimately the paladin Vladimir who commands her most rapt attention. Law and Good radiate from him in even stronger measure than Astinos, and they call to the Law and Good within her own soul. She recognizes a certain kindred spirit in the Hero, but at the same time, her face tightens slightly with chagrin, as she knows that although he will recognize the Law and Good within her, he will also recognize the Evil that she has also sworn to defend, in this endeavor at least.

To those who are able to detect such things, Namaste has a curious aura that strikes an odd balance between Good and Evil. But it isn't the neutral aura of normal folk that occasionally flitters back and forth between good and evil in the daily pursuit of self-centered lives. Instead, she seems to simultaneously bear the glorious rapture of pure innocense and the diabolical miasma of its purest opposite, a strange dichotomy that she has embraced within herself, with the knowledge that without the one, the other has no meaning, and ultimately the eradication of evil from the universe would be as catastrophic as the eradication of good. But she is not Neutral, uncaring of the cost of balance.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

yes; keep in mind he is obviously a mage. Range 30 ft from the door.

Llvenoc wrote:
Is he in range for me to shoot him?


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

I am fairly certain that thoronhen and perhaps the groups magi will want to investigate the door.


Male Changeling (looking like an Elf) 5 Rogue 1 Fighter

With Namaste now on her own feet I finish my move and head to the door when i get there I search for traps and if it is locked. Search 24=12+12(8 ranks + 4 stats), If there is traps i disarm them Disable Device 30=15+15(8 ranks + 4 stats + 3 magic lock picks + 0 mis) after i disable and it is still locked i will open the locks, or if it was never traps but locked, Open Lock 24=13+11(4 ranks + 4 stats + 3magic lock picks + 0 mis)


male Half-puck Barbarian-1, Cleric of the Grey-3

He is an odd one.


Male Catfolk Shade (magically altered human) Monk-8, Mage-16

Val, besides the spells we talk about, I will have shield up.


Male Catfolk Shade (magically altered human) Monk-8, Mage-16

I will nod to the the female who nodded to me and say: My current appearance is not by choice, but by the power of chaos.


M Human (Greek) Paladin of Athena 5 7/ Knight of Athens 4 6

Astinos smiles at the sight of the Paladin, knowing that deliverance has been provided. with a quick word of thanks to Athena he closes ranks with the party.


Male Drow 5th lvl Fighter/2 Order of the Bow (Crossbow) Initiate
Valegrim wrote:

yes; keep in mind he is obviously a mage. Range 30 ft from the door.

Llvenoc wrote:
Is he in range for me to shoot him?

I made the promise to several people I would shoot him. Some of them are here. So I don't loose face I shoot at him. d20=17+11=28. Two of my party members have just been doomed for just looking like him. So not shooting him would be an act of cowardice. If I hit d4=4+1, if I catch him flatfooted then add +5 damage


Male Catfolk Shade (magically altered human) Monk-8, Mage-16

Flat-footed I have an AC of 28, (+1 natural armor,+4 wis bon, +1 monk bon, +4 shield spell +7 m)


Male Catfolk Shade (magically altered human) Monk-8, Mage-16

Otherwise, an AC of 33


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

you believe there are not traps; you can open the door but it takes three rounds to unlock; is bit corroded and was locked.

ThoronHen wrote:
With Namaste now on her own feet I finish my move and head to the door when i get there I search for traps and if it is locked. Search 24=12+12(8 ranks + 4 stats), If there is traps i disarm them Disable Device 30=15+15(8 ranks + 4 stats + 3 magic lock picks + 0 mis) after i disable and it is still locked i will open the locks, or if it was never traps but locked, Open Lock 24=13+11(4 ranks + 4 stats + 3magic lock picks + 0 mis)


Female Kalashtar (Eberon Campaign Setting p. 16) Psion 6 (7 when imp is within one mile)

"Spot" to see if I notice Llvenoc drawing his bow on Lorm = 1d20+2=22
"Initiative" to see if I can trade places with Lorm before Llvenoc gets the shot off = 1d20+2=19

I figure if Llvenoc gets the shot off, he keeps his honor intact. And if I take the arrow for Lorm, it not only keeps us from antagonizing one of those who is here to save our butts, but also is in keeping with Namaste's new sense of duty and sacrifice that she has gained in her dealings with Loviatar.


Male Efreeti, advanced manthing 45HD

Llevnoc; your arrows come toward him; stop in mid air and fall to the ground; obviously some kind of magic against arrows; also, as he is on fire; you believe that they probably would have burned up.

Sheska looks at you as raises an eyebrow; "little dark elf; I know your race to be evil and treacherous, but did not know you to be stupid as well; surely, you do not seek to attack our bretheren and gain our ire; stop before I turn you into a frog.


Female Kalashtar (Eberon Campaign Setting p. 16) Psion 6 (7 when imp is within one mile)

By the way, if you hadn't guessed it, I was planning to Dimension Swap myself with Lorm, since he is an ally of sorts. Of course, if it works, it would change the scene you just set, because the magic shield against arrows would no longer be in the path of the arrows. But it's up to you to decide whether or worked, or whether she simply failed and it went down as described.


Male Drow 5th lvl Fighter/2 Order of the Bow (Crossbow) Initiate
Valegrim wrote:

Llevnoc; your arrows come toward him; stop in mid air and fall to the ground; obviously some kind of magic against arrows; also, as he is on fire; you believe that they probably would have burned up.

Sheska looks at you as raises an eyebrow; "little dark elf; I know your race to be evil and treacherous, but did not know you to be stupid as well; surely, you do not seek to attack our bretheren and gain our ire; stop before I turn you into a frog.

Looking at the Cloud Giant. I am not your enemy. Looking at Lorm. He is the traitor in your ranks. Two of my companions have suffered because of him. One almost lost his life to mistaken identity. Both have a Doom upon them because they share his likeness. You expect me to sit idle? If he has any worth have him take this Doom upon himself? Others should not suffer in his stead.


Male Human 12 Wizard\12 Sorcerer (Illusion) 2 Arcane Avatar

All of a sudden it becomes as bright as Day in a wide area. Lesser undead disentegrate, vampires start running for the hills if they can. Within the span of 6 seconds, a handsome human wizard in very fine light green robes appears and launches 2 fireballs to clear out the immediate area of threats. Without saying a word or moving.

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Me - male; my characters - usually female Depends which day it is 20th Level Metalhead
Fystor wrote:
All of a sudden it becomes as bright as Day in a wide area. Lesser undead disentegrate, vampires start running for the hills if they can. Within the span of 6 seconds, a handsome human wizard in very fine light green robes appears and launches 2 fireballs to clear out the immediate area of threats. Without saying a word or moving.

Why am I hearing this in my head: "I am an Enchanter, but you may call me ... Tim?"


Male Half-Orc 9th lvl Cleric, 4th lvl Ninja, 1st lvl Black Flame Zealot

Tendrils of darkness snake across the ground forming into a greater circle of law.. In the center of the circle appears the form of a black orc. Enveloped in shadow and darkness. His presence and will unbending. He slowly draws his sword and waves of pain pulse from it. A chain wrapped around his other arm writhes like a snake. Divine power courses through him. He stands beside the Archmage.


Kemnebi watches with unabashed fascination as mortals, immortals and heroes of legend appear in various forms and methods, all answering the Emperor's call.

The warrioress of stone wavers in his vision. First seeming as translucent as a ghost, which leaves him feeling slightly nauseous, and the next seemingly more solid and real than the nightmare he is in the middle of, and he feels a rush of power flood him.

Val

Spoiler:
Um,... we never really got to talk about Kemnebi's allignment. I planned on playing him as lawful, (his upbringing, training and all) but he began this adventure feeling particularly disgruntled with the 'rules', (more chaotic) and if not disregarding LAW completely, at least seriously considering why the rules should apply to him, at least at times. So I'll see you in the discussion thread and we can chat about this more.

Smiling from his brief euphoric rush, Then he sees the one who can only be Lorm, Grey fur and a raptor's face. Kemnebi's ears twitch as he leans his head sideways as if that might give him a better look. Strangely, it is not the din of battle, the explosions of fireballs, or the roar of the nearby gargantuan beast that snaps him out of his strange reverie. It is the twang of a nearby bowstring,...

He blinks as Llivenoc's arrow speeds across the space to bounce harmlessly off of Lorm's spell-shield. He blinks again as Llivenoc declares his reasons for the attack. But instead of responding in his usual fashion, "What, are you inSANE?!?" echoes in his mind. he lays a gloved hand gently on Llivenoc's shoulder.

"Thank you." He says softly to the dark elf, his eyes never leaving
Lorm.
"I appreciate your honor, and efforts. But an oath delayed is not dishonor. And there is always a time and place to these things. I think, I feel that Lorn and I will have a,... talk, one day. But this is not the time, or place." He continues to whisper, knowing somehow that the strangely masked feline mage can hear every word he is saying. With a nod of his head to acknowledge Lorm, he then turns to the green door.

"For here and now, let us do what we came for!" And as he steps up to the door, he casts a charm with barely a visible effort that a few days days ago would have required silence and concentration.

Cast Detect Magic as Sorcerer. Stare at door trying to make sure there are no magical defenses on it before Thoren goes to work on it. Boy! Have I got some doozy thoughts for the next time I do a journal update!


male Half-puck Barbarian-1, Cleric of the Grey-3

Hmm, one of Light and one of Darkness working together as it should for the Twilight to exist.


Male Catfolk Shade (magically altered human) Monk-8, Mage-16

Listen 1d20+18=34, I nod at the catperson and say: Until later, then we will talk.


Female shaped Margoyle

Yes, the gate opens well away from the sigil and the worms nearby.

Looking to the gate, as a throng of fur, claws and teeth emerge, Cera moves to hear the report of the one she called forth through it. "Tantalus! It is good to see you and your brethren. Amazing that goblins that we helped in the underdark have found you. It seems that our list of allies grows larger all the time. I would be happy to see how they perform in battle. Tell everyone that they are welcome to share in the spoils of victory." Cera grins a toothy grin as hordes of creatures pour onto the battlefield.

Raising her arms in cheer, she welcomes the rest of the newcomers, rising into the air with glee. Cera seems visibly shaken and drops to the ground as Lorm Dragonheart appears. Her eyes glow a bright blood red and she leers in his direction. Just then a crossbow bolt flies out at Lorm and falls to the ground. "Almost, It was a nice try drow. Perhaps if he had been in combat, you would have done better."

When Fystor and Balfic arrive, Cera walks to them and greets them fondly. "'Bout time you two showed up. We almost started fighting without you." Points her clawed thumb back at Lorm.

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