Wrath of the Righteous Table Unwavering (Inactive)

Game Master nightdeath

On hearing his summoner's shout, the sleek creature shoots forward, threading the door into the room and breaking right. She spins to a halt on the far side of one of the mongrelmen, fangs bared for a vicious bite.

Assuming that she does not pass anyone with Combat Reflexes...
bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Ach! More of the beasties!

Morgrym casts bless

Best to do it now before everyone is separated...

Red Stick bursts forward with his scimitar, ducks left, and slices at the first mongrelman he encounters.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 Damage: 2d4 + 5 ⇒ (4, 4) + 5 = 13 Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Melchesiech fairly screams out the words of a spell as he backs away, coating the floors before him with some sort of slippery substance.

Caelus goes into his own spellcasting while Oynar on his command goes after his target, his teeth sinking into flesh.

Morgrym invokes the proteciton of his god as light sparkles and decends upon all of you though one could have sworn that the light seemed to have formed a shape of a hammer.

Red's slash does catches his foe by surprise, cutting a new scar along his foe's chest.

Red Stick 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Caelus 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (15) + 0 = 15
Morgrym 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10
Naravash 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Razul 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Sarthonn 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Melchesiech 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
E-Terah Deepheavy 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Bad guys (who'll delay to the last and act as one.

Initative Order Round 1
Naravash
Red Stick
Caelus & Oynar
Sarthonn
E-Terah
Melchesiech
Razul
Bad guys

As one they whirl and in perfect sync form up before you bearing their arms. All are armed in chainmail, glaives and clubs.

Recognizing that he'll be a popular target now, Red keeps his falchion menacingly in front of him. He deftly slashes at his target from earlier, and holds in close, forcing the use of clubs over glaives.

Combat Expertise, -1 attack, +1 AC.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 13 Damage: 2d4 + 5 ⇒ (2, 1) + 5 = 8

Naravash sighs as the pouch he offered is ignored and instead hurries forward and tosses it over the table, hoping it might help prevent the two out-numbered strangers from being overwhelmed. The pouch breaks open on the ground, Naravash readies his bow to offer further support.

Caltrops (AC 5): 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 8 - 4 = 24

Caelus will delay until after Sarthonn, so that the crusader can move into the next room without squeezing. Sorry to split initiative and complicate things, but Oynar will go ahead and attack now

Oynar lays into the nearest mongrelman with tooth and claw.

bite attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
claw 1 attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
claw 2 attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
bite dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
claw 1 dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
claw 2 dmg: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Initative Order Round 1
Naravash
Red Stick
Oynar
Sarthonn
Caelus
E-Terah
Melchesiech
Razul
Bad guys

Tooth and claw tears into one dismembering his into a mist of flesh and blood as Naravash rushes in with a throw of his pouch and his trusty bow readied.

Will Save DC 21, there is no one here to fight with. +4 for interaction.

Will Save (DC 21): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10 Failed, no surprise =P

Will Save (DC21): 1d20 ⇒ 14

Also not suprising...

Will Save 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11 +2 if enchantments

Morgrym rushes forward seeing the effectiveness of his allies and swings his mighty warhammer.

Will Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

Ach! Considering my bonuses I thought I'd be able to see through it for sure...

Those are damm bad rolls.....Waiting for the rest...

Waiting on E-Terah before Melchesiech acts.

The dwarfmaid gave herself a shake,inhaled deeply from her ,and puffed out her cheeks.White smoke vented from her nostrils.
A rumbling growl echoed like an descending rockslide.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22Intimidate
1d4 ⇒ 2

The dwarf maid spat a stream of orange and blue streaked flames in a brilliant cone directed at the mongrelmen.

Seeing reinforcements arriving, Melchesiech opts for a defensive strategy. His fingers dance through a series of precise gestures as he chants a phrase in an ancient Draconic dialect. In response, a shimmering field appears in front of him. Casting shield. He speaks in Terran: "We may survive this yet."

Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

"Wait... huh?"

Red blinks and blinks yet again for there are no foes. Everyone else seems to be fighing their own shadows or at least making a good show of doing so.

A low drone permeates the room though.

"Well..." The Eidolon says, turning about to glance around the room. Taking a step or two nearer the...prisoners?...she takes a deep sniff, just to verify that they are real, too. Then she cocks her head, trying to determine the source of the droning.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

"Everyone, stop fighting..." Red calls out, as he nonchalantly walks into the morass of mongrelmen. "These mongrelmen aren't here. And where is that buzzing coming from?"

Red listens carefully for the droning.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Oynar scents a mongrelman but doesn't see one. She does know that there's another scent............Fear.

Red on the other cannot hear above the turmult the others are making, his task all but impossible as the distractions prevent him from pinpointing the cause.

All around for the rest of the party, Mongrelmen raise their weapons and attack!

Looking around, Red Stick looks at Oynar, gives her a quizzical look, thinks a moment, then suddenly, without warning, makes a diving roll under the table.

Naravash shakes his head at Red Stick's odd behavior and snaps off a pair of arrows as the man dives beneath a table. "I think one of them did something to Red! Did anyone see one of them casting a spell?"

Shortbow (pbs): 1d20 + 8 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 1 - 2 = 19for: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Shortbow (pbs): 1d20 + 8 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 - 2 = 14for: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Due to Red's warning, you all may make another will save with a +4 bonus

Does that include Mel and e-Terah?

Will Save mk.2 (DC 21): 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 1 + 4 = 16

Razul Will: 1d20 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 4 = 27

Razul stops and looks around, suddenly seeing through the illusions. "They are not real. Cease your battle!"

Does that include Mel and e-Terah?

Yes

DC 21 Will save to disbelieve, incl. bonus: 1d20 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 4 = 20

So close!

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10Will

Caelus steps toward the room.
will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Razul, Oynar and Red are unaffected by the illusions but the rest are assaulted as blades cut into their skins!!

Damage [1d10+2[/dice] Will Save DC 21 to disbelieve or take damage.

Will: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

28 vs Spell/SLA

Bah! More durned tricks. If only the beastie's head were under me hammer.

will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19Will save

The dwarfmaid cried out as she jerked as though stung,feeling the bite of blades upon her flesh.

1d10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5Dmg

Will Save (DC 21): 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 1 + 4 = 16
mystery damage: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Naravash grunts in surprise and whips around to see who slipped in behind him, but doesn't lay eyes on who slashed the shallow cut across his shoulder blades. "Watch out! I think some of them have cut us off from behind!"

Some tiny flaw in the illusory attackers finally registers with the elf, who stands a bit straighter as the blade passes harmlessly through him. He calls in Terran, "They are not real. There must be something here that is, though." Melchesiech casts detect magic and begins to look for the source of the illusion.

DC 21 Will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

damage: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Melchesiech finds to his irritation that the room actually radiates magic but it's mixed. It'll take him some time to sift through residue magic and magic that was freshly casted.

The rest of the party still under the effects of the spell, thrash wildly around parrying unseen blows or dodging them desperately while striking out their own attacks.

Spellcraft check: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

The wizard continues to concentrate on teasing out what's happening.

No one invisible hiding under the table, huh?

@Red nope. No one under the table.....
Melchesiech attempts to sift through the sifting patterns of magic is starting to give him a headache but his mental disipline holds as he begins to discern a cerain amount of magic concentrated on top of the table...........

Red Stick rolls out from the other side of the table, stands, and passes next to E-Terah and Melchesiech, offering his hand and saying, "Pleased to meet you, my name's Reegar, I go by Red Stick or just Red." Skirting by the grease, he heads for the north door.

Melchesiech does not look at the half-orc, but continues to focus his attentions elsewhere. In a flat voice, he says, "A moment...there seems to be a nexus of arcane energies on the top of the table."

"What? On top of the tab--whoops!"

Watching Melchesiech, Red Stick saunters over towards the table, forgetting about the Grease. Suddenly, he slips and falls, sliding across the floor, his leg flailing up and striking the edge of the table.

This is a planned pratfall. Red wants to slide across the grease, kicking the edge of the table, and upsetting whatever might be on top of it. He's trying for an element of surprise.

Bluff+Nonchalant Thuggery: 1d20 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 4 = 22
Dirty Trick: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Classic element of physical comedy...

The dwarfmaid noticed that something about the current goings-on was particularly off--especially the casual way the unfamiliar but non-threatening half-ork greeted her and then falling over himself in a way that would have been comical if it wasn't so absurd considering they were in the midst of combat.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13Will Save!!

oh mai GOODNESS! GRRRR!

The screams of battle stopped as an even louder scream permeates the air!!

Red finds himself an armful of something that stinks of sulphur and rosemary. An unusual combination.

The others still enthralled find themselves facing empty air and of Red getting his face stepped on by someone. That someone also swearing in surprisngly fluent elven.....

Red reaches up to grab the ankle of whatever it is that is stepping on his face.

Grapple from prone: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 4 = 6

Invisibility miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 32