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At minimum 6 are effected by the color spray correct?
Tower Shield front: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Tower Shield front: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Tower Shield front: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Spearmen Front: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Spearmen Front: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Tower Shield Rear: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

All but one forward tower shield succumb to Livains color spray.

Livain, go ahead and roll for effects please.

Wallace's ride over the wall wasn't a pleasant one. His crotch having been smashed into the hard back of Rhavenna's equine lower back as he held on for dear life. As he scrambles from nearly dangling off her flank he comes face to face with his summoned creature which spits more burning spittle at him before speaking in the same dark language as Wallace.

"Devour... You? Yes. Centaur? Yes. Archers? Yes!"

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

"Devour... Archers? Yes! Devour Centaur? YES! DEVOUR YOU! Y..!?"

It's speech is interrupted, it shakes its head as if in pain before roaring in anger at Wallace, its rage shaking the ground before it turns its attention back at the enemy before it. Its maw opens wide, the shadows that made up its form swirled and began to coalesce in front of its maw before shooting forward towards three of the rear shield bearers.

The shadows lanced forward, through the hobgoblin's tower shields and through the creatures holding them as well before receding back into the creatures form. The hobgoblins stood there as if stunned before their forms began to melt into a black liquid. Their equipment lay on top of this puddle before the liquid began seeping towards the shadow dragon and was quickly absorbed. As it absorbs the fallen it looks at Wallace with a flash of insight, memories bombard his mind but not in a way that shakes him but gives him... Understanding of what he summoned.

"All is consumed by the void. You included Master." It says the last part in a nasty way, as the mere thought of being controlled enrages this creature. You can see its want to devour Rhavenna as well as everyone else around you out of spite for the way it is being treated. The flying vermin in the sky are no exception, nor the charging mercenaries on the ramp or even... The thirty horseman coming from the woods... As the memories stop you can feel it's satisfaction and realize that it could do this if it wished and only your mental control was keeping it in check...

The Hobgoblins middle shieldwall rear was breached, three of there shield bearers were gone and it left them open to a rear assault on foot. On top of that their left flank was breached as several of their warriors were laid out by the colorspray from Livain.

The Mercenary fighters plunged through the opening, one taking a spear in the shoulder as he pressed to kill the ast tower shield bearer. His companion turned his blade on those on the ground, intent on finishing them before they could rise. Hawks Arrows slew the one that had braced the spear and his rangers arrows embedded themselves into the remaining shields uselessly.

Xiang Yu smashed into the line, narrowly avoiding a spear as he pressed into the shield wall with a Tian battle cry.

Yalanda presses forward as well, making it a ways up the ramp before continuing to maintain her Inspire +1 Courage for everyone

4 dead, 5 disabled, stunned and unconcious? lol Love color spray. 27 Hobgoblin's remaining. Hobgoblin's turn upcoming.

The shadow dragon Wallace had summoned lands right next to Rhavenna. It appears to be looking between the centauress and the hobgoblin lines as if it were unsure.

The Centaur clearing their spears brings some of the upper shields apart as the Hobgoblin's seem utterly stunned by this development. Those holding the Longspears do not falter against the coming onslaught but some of the line has just given up full cover and revealed themselves to Livain's bow.

Readied action SA: Change Shield facing. Hobgoblins holding shields upwards now shift to defending from rear attack.

The moment of shock passes quickly as these shield bearers bring their shields down and lock them to defend their rear from the centauress that was now behind them.

Thats too bad for you guys. :/ Giantslayer looks promising. :)

But I am reducing my footprint, not enough time lately with work and home life being hectic as hell. :/

Hoewever trying to move forward. :/

Was hoping for Livain's actions but pushing ahead!

The gem that Wallace is holding pulses with a flash of brilliant light before fading into a more faded pulsating glow.

After a few more arrows were deflected by the Hobgoblins towering shields Hawk and his men abandon the concentrated effort and regroup with the rest of you as you near the bottom of the ramp.

Party 100ft from hobgoblin shield wall. Ramp is 80ft in length.

During the time it takes you to regroup the hobgoblins on the upper tower appear to be being smashed by the summoned creature. It throws two more from the tower before the Ballista bursts into dark flames and smoke plumes from the tower top.

The Hobgoblin's, upon seeing your approach, ready long spears and form a wall of shields and spear points in preparation for the coming charge. They continue to hold and every so often you can glimpse their eyes between the shield gaps as they continue to monitor your progress.

The screams from within continue and are much more clear now that your closer, the smoke from within the ruined fortress is getting thicker...

Perception DC 12:

The screams are intermixed with the sound of clashing steel, whatever is going on in there sounds like a heavy struggle or fight...

Xiang Yu has rejoined the fight, wearing his broken banner across his forehead like a long bandanna, appearing like a red sun on white field as he raises his Naginata in challenge once more. He presses before the group a few steps, shouting the same battlecry he had at Dresskel at the hobgoblin shield wall. Bolstering the courage of the band Yolanda adds to his battlecry by singing a hymn of courage and the great exploits of the Blades battles to come!

+2 to Atk and Dmg +4 vs fear effects!

At this sudden racket a hobgoblin rises from amid his fellows and begins to shout in a gutteral language, followed by the unified shouts of its companions! At the Hobgoblins shouts the summoned creature appears to reform, looking rather sinister as it grasps the now burning tower much like a spider would while it appears to be looking down at the Hobgoblin's and the group...

One of the rangers grimaces as they notches an arrow. "What the hell is that thing? And why do I get the feeling its deciding on who to eat next."

The other ranger slides away from Rhavenna, looking obviously unnerved by her new look. "What in the hell's happened to you!"

Hawk reel's them in with a gruff bark as he launches two arrows, which penetrate the tower shields but doing very little damage. "Focus on the objective, Rhavenna's looks aren't up for discussion and if it moves to attack us we hit it with our last resort's. Warriors form up in front, archers in back, followed by our support. We have to break them in one go, it'll mean slamming through those spears but its our only chance. Once their wall is broken we can tear them up in close combat, those shields will weigh them down."

He signals to Livain and Mai who are still airborne, waving towards the enemies rear and gave them the signal to do whatever it took to take the Hob's down. He looked to Rhavenna as he nodded at the line. "Ya think you can jump that line?"

Setting the stage for the battle to come.

Ini Party is up!
NPC'S - Hawk, two rangers, Yolanda, Xiang Yu and two fighters
Hobgoblin's - twenty four tower shields are present, 12 block the ramp at the top and twelve are held over their heads to prevent archers from volleying from above (or in the air), 12 long spears are interspersed between the shields.

Map to come, but The Ramp stands alone, leaving no cover from its beginning to its end where the Hobgoblins are holding the High Ground. The shields cover ahead and above them but not behind them. There is a fifty foot gap between the hobgoblins and the opening into the ruin, which is unguarded currently. There rear is unprotected atm and the spearmen are under the cover of the shields from in front and above...

Internet is still sporadic so I am posting them as I go. although they fell out of order sadly. :/

As you will see Dresskel is dead. the last arrows were enough to bring him down completely. You can yell at hawk later, but he was more concerned with not getting a face full of ice. ;)

But theres some rolls needed from Wallace as well. Thanks! :D

Dresskel appears to be dead, slain by the final volley of arrows and as you approach he releases a final death rattle.

Anyone watching sees Wallace's hand crackle with a dark power, the casting echos in a language that makes even Hawk glance warily at Wallace. At the completion of the spell the dragons blood exits its mouth and forms together into a blood red gem that shimmered as it let off an extreme amount of cold. The moment it solidified a light started to pulse from its center, weakly at first until it became a powerful thrum of light and trapped power.

The moment you touch Dresskel your eyes go out of focus and in the blurry haze you see the Dragon's dead eyes open. A pale green light burning malevolently witin them as they stare at you in utter hate. It's head rises, the scales slough off revealing nothing but skull, bone and the remnants of muscle tendons that appear to be all that hold the dragons bones together. As its maw opens and a pale green fire begins to gather within its mouth, you have time to look on in utter horror as it raises its maw and angles it downward. Intending to burn you to ash where you stand.

Will save DC 15 Wallace


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The gem flashes the light within becoming a boiling green light that appears to be almost fighting the item it was contained in as Wallace throws his hands up in terror. However the moment he breaks contact with the dead dragons scales his eyes come back into focus and the echoing cry in his ears was his own. Perhaps another version of himself being brutally slain somewhere else.


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Bracing himself Wallace takes hold of the blood gem as the dragons bright green flame pour's down around him, for a moment he sees his own hands turning into ash, his scream echoes in his ears but no one else appears to have heard it as the vision fades. You know for a fact that you have averted something, what you are unsure as to what exactly. However you know deep down that another version of yourself has just been killed...

Holding the gem:

The gem radiates strong emotions while in conatact with your bare hands. Fear, Anger, Rage, Torment, Pain, Violence, Hunger and a strange sense of Freedom. For a moment you are filled with the longing to return to the sky before a dread falls over you like you are being watched by something, yet looking around only reveals your companions and nothing more. Aside from the visible enemies of course. Its a strange feeling and it doesn't pass like the rest do, leaving you with a heaviness in your chest as you continue to feel watched and your privacy violated.

The Hobgoblins continue to hold the line, seeing the Centaur approach they level spears and brace them against the possible charge to come. The shields shift as they reform in light of the falling corpses above, but they remain spread strongly across the top of the damaged and cracked ramp.

Smoke starts to roll out of the inside of the ruined structure now, the cries continue to echo from within...

Back around to the party, you have around 250ft from the structure and the hobgoblins. Hawk and his two men are on your left flank almost caught up Rhavenna is near Mai who is recovering with Wallace only a few feet behind her.

Livain is around 400 feet away from the structure atm

The shadow dragon slams into the second tower like a ball of tar, enveloping and covering all the hobgoblins in the parapet above. From your vantage point it was hard to tell what was happening, only the intensifying screams of the hobgoblins told you that their terrible deaths were painful. One was thrown from the parapet, smashing into the ramp in front of the hobgoblin shield wall with a bloody and messy crunch as its muscle tissue and flesh burst slightly outward as the skin tears from the impact...

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Shaken, indeed. I always pictured a dragon being far less intimidating when its face down in the dirt... ;)

The draconic like shadow elemental that Wallace had summoned stares in the direction of the one hobgoblin that appeared to had hit it. However as Wallace began to wheel away onthe back of the retreating Centauress it snapped back to look at its summoner with a hiss. Finally it decided on its course and with a great downward stroke of its wings dispersed the fog clouds like leaves in a hurricane. So much so that the downward force of its wing stroke causes Mai some major turbulence...

Ref DC 15 to avoid being thrown earthward Mai. Failure results in 1d6 dmg. No AoO's from Dresskel as he too appears to be being battered by the wind force.

Dice rolls:
1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
7d20 ⇒ (10, 5, 19, 20, 18, 16, 13) = 101
Confirm Critical?: 1d20 ⇒ 17

3d8 ⇒ (5, 7, 7) = 19

Dresskel's legs buckle under the winds force and he crashes momentarily into the ground with an pained roar...

The shadow-dragon wheels around in the air before heading in the direction of the castle ruin's in a very apparent frontal attack on the structure. Most likely on its current and very exposed defenders...

Hawk and his archers press the attack at range like Livain, however only three of their arrows punch through Dresskel's scales...

The three arrows punch through the fallen dragons scales and Dresskel's head falls to the earth with a rattling sigh...

I can barely get my pages to load atm, more posts to come in the AM hopefully. :/ Apologies guys. :/ This is uber frustrating...

The Hobgoblins continue to hold the upper ramp with their heavy shields while the archers on the tower scramble to reload their balista and fire arrows at the oncoming shadow dragon to no noticeable affect. The screaming intensifys after one of the shield bearing hobgoblin's shouts in goblinoud back into the ruined structure to someone/thin unseen...

DC 20 Perception to hear shout - Need goblin to understand. If either is missing this fails.:
"Dresskel is dead! Burn it all!"

With Dresskel's fall the dragons intimidation wears off, leaving Rhavenna shaken but, thankfully, in control of her senses once more. Her heart was still racing despite her own monstrous appearance... For five rounds

Back around to the party!

K, sorry for the wait. Major storm hit our camp and I've been without power (Camp had power but internet isn't a Needed system lol)

So I will work to get things going here. Apologies again. :/

Posting will resume friday. Difficult week right now. :/

Rough Times ahead... Possibly:
Apologies for slow posting, due to the low oil prices work has become a hectic place. I recently took a position that put me closer to the chopping block in an attempt to follow a more proactive and dynamic career. However, as the saying goes in my field of work.

The closer you are to the wellhead. The Safer you are. Office classified people, depending on what part of the Office spectrum you are in, tend to be cut first. But they have been laying off those close to the well head as well. So no one is safe atm.

I don't regret my decision as it's my hope they will relocate me to another group, with a drop in pay of course while Oil continues to fluctuate. Its a shame that many people have been cut already and I feel for their situation. So we will see how it turns out, myposting will be irregular as I make preparations in case the worst case scenario arrives.

Heres to hoping oil doesn't fall lower or else relocation to another group[ will be all but impossible. :/

Not to pour RL troubles on you all as we have all been there and some of us continue to struggle daily with one issue or another. I've been to four meetings this week that involved talking about cut backs and watching what happens to the market for the next 90 days and our work schedule going from full to Nothing in the first meeting. Not good. So lack of sleep has prevailed of course because I can't help but be bothered by whats happening.

The most shocking thing was that all the area's I had applied to over the years have taken a 80-85% cut in work force as they are now under a different operators control. This particular operation company runs Lean they don;t build kingdoms, require multi skilled divisions and aren't afraid to just fire you on the spot if you warrant it. They reduced a 200 man camp down to 44 within a week of taking over the facility.

So I am thankful my earlier attempts hadn't succeeeded or else I'd probably had met the chopping block... :/

Mai's attack is met with the powerful gaze of the dragon. It snarled as some of you injured it, Rhavenna's lance buries deeply into the dragon and gains a roar of rage as its blood spills from the staggering hit. However it wasn't beaten yet, its already ragged form made it hard to tell if it was on its last legs or not...

Despite its injuries it rose up, revealing that its former posture wasn't its full height or size. Before such a terrible sight a primal urge welled up in those nearest to Dresskel. The momentary presence of the firghtening strength of dragons...

Will save vs Frightening presence. DC 17 Will or panicked for 5d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 5, 5, 5) = 18 rounds

The very ground starts to freeze, the air turns hazy in Livains vision as the air rapidly cools around Dresskel. Mai's scales flare as the cold burns his fire hardened frame, the centaurs's body showed visible spots where frost was gathering on her along with the mad clerics armor starting to frost over.

Cold Aura 1d6 ⇒ 4 Fort DC 17 for half

bite +20 (2d6+10/19–20), 2 claws +19 (1d8+7), 2 wings +14 (1d6+3), tail slap +14 (1d8+10)

Dresskel FA
Bite Attack @ Mai: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (15) + 20 = 35
2d6 + 5 ⇒ (6, 3) + 5 = 14

Two Claw attacks @ Rhavenna: 2d20 + 19 ⇒ (9, 15) + 19 = 43
1d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
1d8 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Tail slap @ Wallave: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25
1d8 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Mai takes 14 damage
Rhavenna takes 22 damage
Wallace takes 11 damage


You learn the standard weaknesses of dragons and their imunities. However...

Wallace is overwhelmed by images of pain and suffering...

YEARS of pain and suffering, even now this mighty dragon is in such staggering pain that it cannot fly... Its wings are so atrophied and its scales have degraded so much that he is more vulnerable.

Its not just that which you witness but the one that inflicted absolute terror on a once feared dragon. You glimpse only its eyes, devoid of life, an empty blackness that pulls at your soul even as you witness this memory. "You'll find them. Yes. Yes. Yes... You'll bring them back to me... Dead or alive? No matter~ Their corpses will make fine instruments of death. Even you Dresskel will be my instrument. You'll find them. You'll bring them back. Kill all that oppose you. Ravage their lands, kill their people. Spread terror and death in your wake like a good pet. Their names are..."

Wallace's distracted state is slammed back to reality when he takes a blow upside the face by Dresskel's mighty tail. The dragon's glare falls on the foul human that had brushed its mind so briefly, but there is a hint of terror reflected back in its eyes. As if it fears what Wallace has learned.

Dresskel is shakened by Wallace's presence.

Party is up, NPC's to react after you. Remember that some of you are affected by Haste.

Wallace Boyd wrote:
... kill him yet.


DM dice:
2d4 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2
until next breath weapon + Electrical breath 1d4 ⇒ 2

Emerging from the ruins come two four man squads of hobgoblins armed with tower shields that take up position at the ruined entrance, forming a veritable wall of metal and blades.

This is soon followed by several agony and fear filled screams as what sounds like several if not dozens of unknown people cry out for help...

Hawk leaps down from the cover of the trees, followed swiftly by a pair of bloodied rangers and the three advance alongside all of you unleashing a quick succession of arrows to Pepper Dresskel.

Attacks on Dresskel:
6d20 ⇒ (1, 4, 10, 15, 4, 7) = 41 2d8 + 4d6 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (1, 3) + (5, 2, 1, 1) + 8 + 2 = 23

... his two arrows dig in deep and make Dresskel bellow in pain before turning to look at what new pest dared harm it.

"Press the attack! Help is on the way!"

Yalanda emerges from the forest, hastened by her quickened magic and speeds to Xiang Yu's side. Unable to reach him across the long distance...

Fighting continues to echo from the woods as what remains of Xiang Yu;s group appears to be routing what is left of the hobgoblins from the initial vanguard.

Party is up!

Sorry for the wait, :(

The last ballista, its engineers and the handful of hobgoblin archers stationed there scramble to reload the siege weapon as there archers advanced. They took up a defensive position to the sides of the parapet and unleashed two volleys of nearly a dozen arrows at the unknown creature that hung unmoving in the skies.

12d20 ⇒ (10, 5, 5, 17, 5, 11, 16, 11, 4, 7, 20, 1) = 112 1d20 ⇒ 17

Out of all the arrows one was fired particularly well and met its mark,
while the others passed harmlessly through the unknown creature. The arrow that struck center mass appeared to bury itself deeply into the creature shadowy body. Its wings were still as it maintained its altitude without issue, it turned to look at what assailed it and gazed at the lone archer that had marred its forrm...

Dresskel, undeterred inhales deeply again, his scales stretch and crack as the blue light emanates once more from beneath. The ground this time hisses and cracks as the warm earth rapidly freezes and heaves under the blistering cold. However this time Dresskel's scales start to surge, electrifying the air and filling the area around him with the smell of burning ozone as he turns to face Wallace and Rhavenna's charge.

However as he opens his jaw to release death on them the barking challenge of Xiang Yu brings Dresskel's hate filled eyes to look back on the Lone Samurai. Who raises his weapon and starts to speed up as if the world were pushing him forward.

Irresistible Challenge 0/Remaining

Wallace & Rha, Xiang, Maithreen & Unknown flyer.: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Breath Attack Rha & Wallace Xiang:
DC 21 Fort for half: 12d4 ⇒ (2, 2, 2, 1, 3, 4, 1, 4, 4, 2, 2, 3) = 30 Cold 12d4 ⇒ (3, 4, 1, 3, 4, 1, 1, 2, 1, 4, 2, 2) = 28 Lightning
Xiang Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

Xiang Yu's defiances in the face of such a monstrosity is heroic but proves to be his undoing as Dresskel unleashes a blast of frigid cold coupled with electrical strikes. The breath weapon hits Xiang Yu so hard that it flings him backwards like a toy thrown by an angry child. His banner breaks apart and his standard falls on the field as he lands unmoving on the field...

Dresskel's jaw appears burned from the attack and when the Samurai falls he shakes his scaled head as if he had been charmed. Seeing that his intended targets were still coming at him he coils his tail and wings around himself protectively and looks to be hunching down like a cat ready to jump upon a mouse...

What appeared wasn't a simple elemental, at least not one that Wallace or any other spellcaster present had seen before. It appeared to look like some sort of dragon like creature, the size of a horse with eyes that burned with hellfire. Its was made of the blackest shadows and its scales were like pitch, the air shimmered with the amount of cold it radiated from its body. As if everything around it was touched vilely by its presence. It looked back at its summoner and spewed a magma like substance at him in reaction to his commands.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

Strangely the creature obeys, flying upward and tearing past Maithreen just after the winged magus had thrown the makeshift cocktail earthward towards their opponent. It passed so close to him however that his skin burned with its passage, he had the signs of instantaneous frost nip on his scales as the creature rose to just above the fog cloud....

Mai - 2 hp of damage DC 22 Fort to halve damage

The Hobgoblin siege engines twanged as they unloaded their ballista bolts towards the unknown creature and...

1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 6 - 4 = 7

1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 4 = 5

... both ballista bolts fly wide, one coming close enough to gain a frost layer on its side and wreck its flight path enough that it slammed into the earth near the charging Xiang Yu. Making his forward run even more death defying...

The creature, distracted momentarily unleashed a blast of nearly indescribable material at the hobgoblins that assailed it. It was like a ball of tar, hacked up from the gullet of a dead dragon and as it slammed into the small tower top it burst into a burning, oily oozing mess that consumed the hobgoblins. It ignited instantly when the open air met the core of this strange ball of liquids, turning the top of the tower into a full on blaze, immolating everything and reducing the Ballista to a useless hunk of wood. The screams of the hobgoblins dying in agony can be heard easily, the death of its allies was not a distraction for the mighty Dresskel...

Breath Weapon - Line - Plasma: 8d8 ⇒ (5, 8, 3, 1, 4, 5, 3, 6) = 35

The strange summoned creature hovered just above the fog bank now, barely in sight of its summoner...


He was extracting the fresh blood from his blade when the hobgoblin warrior arcs an eyebrow at the humans mad charge. The appearance of the elemental warrants his next actions well. He taps his mutated mount with the heels of his spiked boots and they vanish into thin air.

Maiathreen was above the battered looking Dresskel, who was clearly distracted by the appearance of an elemental, the mad charge of Xiang Yu and the appearance of some monstrous Lamia like Centaur...

4d4 ⇒ (3, 4, 3, 4) = 14

The flaming bomb blasts across the dragons scales and Dresskel roars in shocked rage at the dastardly attack.

Livain's attacks defelcted off his scales as Dresskel throughs off the burning oil, sending flames into the surrounding grasses...

Forgot to roll how long until he could reuse his breath weapon...: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Hob/Dresskel actions coming soon.


Dresskel is currently 250 away from your group. :/ Sorry


Everyone at lvl 2 now?

Post coming for the Crosses I promise. Just trying to catch up now. :(

With the energy dispersing Mog returned to controlling the situation, a calm settling over her as she looked at the White Queen in a new light. She turned to V. "Assist the Ibixian Chosen, Bera. Do whatever you must to repair her."

She was about to speak but was stunned when some of the soldiers that had fought for the temple vanished. The british soldiers were each disappearing into motes of light, leaving nothing behind but fading boot prints in the dusty floor.

MOG sighs as she returns to commanding V to continue his work. "Time is correcting itself, these men were never here, but the work they did remains. Regrettable but a necessary correction."

The Formians help those they knocked down back to their feet as Mog approaches the Tabaxian's. She looks to Mir as she extends a hand. "I have met few Nomad's and if these sisters are willing to stand by you than I look forward to our talks later. For now its time for rest and recovery. I am sure we will have company soon enough."

She looks to Tyrn and Queen Sylandra. "V is right, it is not a time to be fighting, our enemy is legion and this world has forgotten us. If you wish to leave than do what you believe is best for your... People. But the ancient hive is your domain and this remains your home if you wish it."

Sylandra nods deeply and mog returns it like two great leaders only could. Sylandra turns to look at Tyrn her voice centered on him alone.


:Our kind have had a way of messing things up for a long time, this isn't a fever dream, it is real and I am shocked as anyone. However I am glad you are healthy, your heart was nearly gone after the shocks you faced before. However I must admit the treatment appears to have breathed new life in you... You are. Younger, Yes?:

She tilted her head as her long antennae felt for the wrinkles of an aged human and surprisingly found a younger man instead.

Ant stood tall, recovering his three blades and sheathing them as he looked prepared to defend his Queen once more.

The two priests recovered, standing up as Mog gave orders. She looked to the winged Mechanical Priestess and arched an eyebrow. "Good to see you Aurora. Be so good and ready the operating room for him. No questions? Good." She dismissed her with a glance as she looked to the other Priest. "Ready the Destroyers. Its time we prepped for an attack. how many can you control?"

He bowed as he responded. "I can controll thirty at most, I will prep our last Destroyer Mistress of Gears. The Chosen have claim to one as of today."

Her eyebrows rise a fraction as she turns towards Tyrn, Bera and Mir. "You work swiftly. Treat it well, I find pilots to accompany you on your journey."

eBefore much more could be said a voice rose above the Queen and Mog's own. "I can explain." The familiar voice rings in Tyrn's ears as another person he recognizes appears, the strong male elf who had carried him when he collapsed years ago. "Ant came to me some days before the ritual, demanding in a surprisingly hostile way that I give him my last project. Or should I say install it in him. It was the regenerative Chamber we were working on. It appears this is the result, the interruption of the ritual was Sylandra's soul being pulled away from the final rite and into the chamber in Ant's chest were she incubated until now..."

V shook his head before Mog could demand an answer as to How. "I have no more answers as to what or how only that the Formian's prove more... adaptive than we realized. But I think this is an opportunity to foster a strong alliance don't you agree?"

The White Queen Sylandra was about to speak when a Thrumm pulsed through the room, so much so that the very walls shook with the growing vibration. The Formian's reacted instinctively alongside the Cyrissian's, throwing the Chosen to the floor moments before another pulse slammed through the room. This time the temple itself was shaking.

MOG remained on her feet, moving towards the controls of the temple core before nearly being blown off her feet by the second energy pulse.

"The Ley Line is stabilizing, we need to relieve energy or it will backlash."

V looked at her, his shock evident as he spoke. "Everyone will see it MOG..."

She reached the controls and started moving dials and levers as she smirked. "Precisely. Besides, we have little choice..."

She turned a dial and the thrumming began to worsen to the point that everyones ears started to ache. The British soldiers were gripping their heads, writhing on the floor as she continued to crank the unseen dia on the controls. When the final click occurred the pain stopped and the thrumming died down to a low vibration once more. The lights in the temple no longer flickered and were now a solid comfortable brightness which banished away nearly every shadow...

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A light unlike any other pierced the night sky for hundreds of miles. For some who witnessed this event they thought that a new sun had been born while others new the light for what it was.

The dead eyes of the Cryxian warcaster, leader of the advance expedition looked upon the temples distant light with the trace of nostalgia. "Finally, they reveal themselves. I tired of these mongrel races and their weak ability to entertain me." He waved a metal hand and several Thrall Lieutenants stepped forward. He spoke to them in a clicking and hissing language and in a few short words each were nodding in assent before moving off into the night.

"I hope they prove to be more entertaining..." He cackled in delight and picked up a lantern that writhed with a noxious green smoke. The cries of the trapped souls within made his dead smile grow wider.

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Closer to the temple the last of the Ibixian tribes muster their warriors and prepared to face whatever darkness had taken control of the PLace of Sadness, to protect the world from its horror's once more...

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Panic reigned in Koollat, the citizens feared what this strange column of light meant for their people. Had a new enemy? A Greater enemy? Finally revealed itself? Were they doomed to extinction?

the Beleghtor barely maintained order as rioting occurred beyond the sections of the city they controlled, causing them to fight the ancient guardians of the High Ones remains and incurring countless losses...

Kel'der'druinidin was able to finally rein his people in with words of encouragement that only his booming voice could deliver, his voice soothed the angered guardians as well and helped turn them to return to their silent watch in the outskirts of the ruined high one city.

The light to him was a sign of hope, hope that an ancient ally was rising from its slumber. Or at least the promise of a new tomorrow if he had to crush them and take their strength for his people...


Fog Cloud isn't dispersed completely, my bad there. So summoning the elemental would be a good idea still. Dresskel revealed himself with that blast of draconic breath. I couldn't sell that it somehow
DIDN'T clear a small path to him but the hobgoblins are mostly obscured behind him.

Was there anything I wasmissing for you guys? Charging atm is impossible as you still have the tree cover atm, Mai is still flying upward to drop his bomb and Livain is high enough that the trees do not obscure her aim correct?

Yalanda continues to keep up her singing but casts spells to bolster your party...

Casts Haste - Livain, Wallace and Rhavenna are affected. Sorry Mai

Part y is still up!

Back, working on catching up. Life is proving difficult right now. Hoping to hold onto my job this year but the next few months will tell. Until than I will try and keep my games going. Sorry again for the lack of communication! :(

Have to be ready, glad its near tax season at least I am getting money back. Anything helps. But hopefully it stabilizes soon. :/

Lol my poor dragon is going to be drawn and quartered. :( You can't do anything with Dragonballs! They DO NOT GRANT WISHES!

Yeah, the dropping oil prices are not helping things. :/

Over 400 laid off this month alone. Not just contractors but company men as well. So yeah. Being the new guy is rough. Didn't expect this and there is one thing I know. Oil companies will get there profits to stay in the black. Thats why you have to be careful with the job you go into. Because none are permanent. No one is irreplaceable. Lol so working a lot to save money and get ready just in case. Knock on wood it hasn't ever happened but that doesn't mean it won't.

Dresskel appears to be a very tattered and battered looking white dragon, he is larger than a Clydesdale by a fair margin but just under a giant in size, however he is long and still retains massive muscles akin to draconic might.

J.R.R. Tolkien, fav author despite how long past he is BUT Yes Smaug's breath weapon in the movies was awesome and I had to copy it in description to give players a little more of an O~h S@%@! moment. Glad it was enjoyable.

I did mention that he moved to the center of the large clearing in the beginning which took the hobgoblin's some time to cross and get into the forest but Dresskel is intelligent enough to wait and not get hemmed in by trees. Granted he isn't smart enough to remember little insects carry pointed sticks that hurt a lot...

If you want we can hurry this battle up. Or skip and move forward. Thats an option so we can continue the story. I have d100 charts that make it easy to decide which side wins and how bad/good they do.

Its way anticlimatic but it would speed things up tremendously until I can figure out my mapping issues. :/

Theres also the option of doing more than one round worth of actions, granted that means we may need to do some retconning based on certain conditions. Or I will pause if someone gets knocked unconscious. But thats another option that I am currently going in another game. Granted we are fighting mooks but its made battles complete in a day instead of several days/weeks.

Right now the internet I use is blocking all attempts to use Google maps, which irks me to no end. Even my camp blocks ANYTHING that allows (filesharing) AKA even youtube. It drives me nuts. Because the internet is so slow it takes 10 mins for Piazo to load let alone my Pbp's games. My phone is faster but Google docs is impossible.

Apologies there for not clarifying it, its a large clearing between the wood line and the fortress. Xiang Yu is running towards but not engaging the dragon yet. He was merely challenging it. I get a little lost in my writing sometimes Dragonstorm does that too me. Will try and be more clear later. Honestly don't do much Outside fighting in my Pbp games so trying to cover all the scales of outside movement is rough sometimes.

Hawks Group

The arrows called to his other fighters, many cursed as they were fighting Hobgoblin skirmishers and knew that the signal was a call to regroup. They continued to struggle against the enemy in the brushes...

Hawk / Enemy: 2d100 ⇒ (66, 51) = 117

The fight was near dead even, the only reason they were prevailing is because they had superior tactics and magic to draw upon while the enemy was using strength of numbers and explosive vials...


Aside from the smoke in the sky, several more smaller explosions sound in the distance. Smoke and even some flame rise some distance away as a struggle continues elsewhere...

Dresskel roars in anger as two arrows pierce his hide, he looks around in rage for those attacking him as several more arrows streak out of the trees...

2d20 ⇒ (16, 13) = 29
2d20 ⇒ (13, 15) = 28

... another set of small streaks of blood start to run as Dresskel rages. He inhales as the fog clouds dissipate. Revealing the twin Ballista glistening in the distance as the Hobgoblin's appear to have readied siege weapons!

Two arrows launch skyward, one releasing an ear piercing scream while the other reach's the highest point of its arc and explodes with a dense cloud of dark smoke that hung heavily in the sky like a shadow.


He inhales, so much that its belly distends momentarily, its scales slide apart enough to show what appear to be blue cracks running along its chest and underbelly. Glowing with a baleful dark blue like that of mountain water for a moment before the dragon released a blast of blistering cold breath that covered the ground in ice crystals and slammed into the defiant Xiang Yu. As the dragon Exhales Xiang Yu started to run forward, into the blast, headlong towards the dragon. His injured leg didn't slow his stride any longer as his battle spirit drove him onwards!

DC 21 Fort for half: 12d4 ⇒ (3, 4, 2, 1, 4, 4, 3, 3, 3, 2, 2, 2) = 33
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24
16 dmg to Xiang Yu

The Hobgoblin's do not fire their ballista's, appearing to be waiting for a clear shot...

Hobgoblin Garrison Siege Engineers 500 ft away 60ft high- Done
Something Vile - 250 ft away - Done
Hobgoblin Garrison Archers 500 ft away 60ft high - Done

Xiang Yu - 80 Feet away Running
Hawks Party
Other Party




Some Deathguards retreated in fear due to magic and vanished down the northwestern doorway's, they haven't returned since...

Ga'Tul, while being assisted by Lasciel, looks to Jen'Dalash her wolfen like eyes glowing ever so faintly for a moment as she spoke. "During the first crusade, our people aided those above in beating back the hordes. When the creatures went beneath the earth we continued to fight them. Only a few generations ago these caves teemed with life, it was difficult but there were many places and now only Neatholm remains."

"The Deathguard originally were Dwarves, whose city was crushed beneath the weight of the demon's attacks." Her eyes glistened as she looked away. "They swore vengeance and fought to the last. Before the last of them fell we took up their banner and made it our own. Its a grim existence, but without struggle the demons will consume us all so we must fight. Or who else will?" As Lasciel helps her to sit down, Ga'Tul gives her a toothy grin but finishes speaking, although her voice is more thoughtful than before. "Where you stand now is far more ancient than even our oral histories. This place was once a home or bastion for another people. Ones long gone before we claimed it."

Her voice returns to its previous caution as she speaks. "Be careful in your search, I wish you luck, we will search for survivors among the fallen here."

After introductions

Please Advance your characters to lvl 2!

Ethyra determines the best course of action, seeing that a cutting tool was the only way to remove the spikes from Ga'Tul's hands. Its tough work, utilizing the stronger backs of others to sit on shoulders and saw away at the spikes until finally they gave way. Ga'Tul appeared to be conserving her strength, for good reason, when she was removed from teh wall the extent of her injures were far worse than expected. A large deep diagonal gash went from her shoulder to her hip, making it obvious how they got the drop on her.

She leans heavily on those who aid her, revealing that the strength of her legs was lacking.

It takes a CLW/Channel to get her back on her feet. Battered but up.

Its takes quite a bit of magic to get her to where her eyes stay open more than a few moments at a time. When she came too she looked beat down, like the rest of the Deathguard's, a despair hung over them like a cloud.

She looks to each of you before her eyes rested on Lasciel. She growls in anger. "It was the torches..." The same foul smoking torches that her companions were now destroying as she spoke. "Ifri... It wasn't alone, there was a creature waiting for us. One I cannot even try to explain... It crushed most of my soldiers minds in a single breath. The smoke than caused wide spread confusion and they mistook each other as demons. They were seeing things that weren't there. It was one of my Lieutenants who struck me down. Those that fell to the charms of that demon were unaffected by the smoke and were turned on their confused companions. It was a wholesale slaughter by the Deathguards alone..." She pause, closing her eyes as she pictured the event clearly. "The corpses you passed, were of those who's wills were too strong for the demons compulsion. They paid the price for how ill-prepared we were."

Tawn'Garth appeared to still be in shock, looking down on the deceased Ifri as the light in the room faded little by little. "Ifri wasn't always such a fool, he used to be like her. However he changed little by little. We all did. As settlement after settlement fell to their unending advance. Even the Ratfolk didn't stand a chance, their metal men were the only reason they lasted so long. We lost contact with them after this place fell. Effectively cutting us from the few that still relied on us."

"It appears we have been given a gift by our enemy and I plan to rip out their heart for their insults." She balls one fist as her muscles flex visibly. She sighs as she gets on her knees. "I am already deep in your debt and hate to ask this but we will work to clear this place of the dead. If you can start searching the surrounding areas for any... Stragglers. I'd be more indebted to you all." She leans forward and places her four fists on the floor as she slowly, because of her battered muscles and injuries.


Your brother appeared to be fitfully sleeping, blowing small dust clouds as he snorted in his somewhat contorted fall. Shaking him appears to do little more than than straighten out how he is laying. Or worsen it...


Tales of demonic possession are common, used often by the ignorant to explain strange or violent behavior. While the majority of such cases are merely manifestations of madness or derangement, those that are legitimate possessions are often the work of shadow demons.

What you all saw could have only been such a foe. A Shadow Demon. An Incorporeal creature that is extremely sensitive to bright light, cold iron and/or Good aligned weapons. They have abilities to possess victimes and use their body like a carriage, even if their victim dies they do not die. The victim's spirit returns to their dying or dead form and are expelled to the boneyard. It is unknown whether this form of Murder by possession or if they are dragged into the abyss for the heinous acts committed despite not being in control.

They are able to throw off wizards attacks as well, overall they are a deadly infiltrator...

In a nut shell
Defensive Abilities incorporeal; DR 10/cold iron or good; Immune cold, electricity, poison; Resist acid 10, fire 10; SR 17
Weaknesses sunlight powerlessness.

My apologies for the long wait. Work is being especially difficult. I am currently withdrawing from my slower games so that I can narrow my focus and reduce my after work load for fun times.

Will try and get things moving forward again today as I get time. Working in a remote oilfield means you are sometimes without a computer or even good phone reception. So again my apologies. :/

Currently minimizing my gaming presence to hopefully lessen the strain on my current situation.

My new job has been rather hectic, had a major upset with the drop in oil and as of right now positions are being eliminated throughout the areas we work. During times like these its best to continue offering your self for work than just working your norm.

However I am dropping out of games where its has become slow or I am unable to focus enough. Honestly I am trying to free up time to continue the games I DM. For now stick with me. Apologies for my less than stellar record.

The game I am active in is only through posting with my phone. However I am hoping today I will be freed up to commit more time but as of right now its a wait and see. May be working a ten week hitch at work, we have some exploration work going on so that means I could get more time to post, however its my first exploration job so I will keep you posted. Since this is one of my most active games I thought I'd let you guys know. I most likely will be shutting down my least active games to increase my focus.

Skyfall is regrettably among those that may go on Hiatus temporarily. At least you are my players so we can start again but trying to make time.

Iron Gods is going to be dropped most likely but that is TBD.

WotR will continue

Iobaria will continue.

I've dropped out of four games I am currently in as players to try and get more time and minimize how late I'm up as a DM lol.

Again, sorry for the wait, will post later today in OOC/In Game when I get the chance. :/

Combat over.

Tawn'Garth stood stunned as the Deathgaurd appeared to recover themselves, some shook there heads as they looked around in confusion. Tawn was looking down at Ifri's corpse, he axe still dripping with blood and her former rage forgotten.

Despite the turn of events Ga'Tul remained eyes close and breathing slowly, albeit with some difficulty, as the injured warrior gathered the remaining soldiers together silently. He pointed towards the torches and the soldiers quickly went about destroying the foul smoking torches that lined the room and adjoining chambers.

Lol, funny Jen. Nope just work bogging me down! New job, more responsibility. Also figuring out my financials this year. trying to get those in line is a pain in the ass!

Ga'Tul's eyes lose there moment of fire as she smirks at Lasciel's response and they slowly close again. Her lips move but nothing comes out as she starts to sag again. She continues to breath but appears to be conserving her energy.

Ifri's smiles as Kieran comes towards him in a mad rage, taking the attack full on without so much as a grunt as blood spills to the floor. Tawn'Garth surges forward as well....

Hit: 1d20 ⇒ 19
don't even need to roll modifiers lol...

... her axe delivers the final blow and in that instance the demons all vanish, as if they were never there at all. Ifri however staggers back against the wall. His horn broken, his chest an body a mass of bleeding injuries and exposed, several broken, ribs as he labors to breath. His shadow rises up, as if a darkness departed his body at the exact moment his body expired. Ifri's eyes bulge in surprise before they roll back and he collapses, his death rattle was barely heard as the creature that floated before you all spoke. Its voice was like claws on stone, shrill and painful as it spoke in so many voices it was shocking that you understand it at all. "Don't be mistaken Paladine, your god's care not for your pitiful struggles. Or else you'd not die like sheep! HA! So enjoy your brief victory, it shall buy you no respite as Neathholm shall fall just Like Kenebras." It closes its shadow wreathed fist, delighting in the despair it spread before it dissipated like smoke...

No worries about that Felicia lol. >.<;

Posts coming later today, still working into my new work schedule. Apologies for the wait. :/

New jobs up here take some time to get used to. I also got a promotion my first week in so... yeah.

Posts coming later today, still working into my new work schedule. Apologies for the wait. :/

Posts coming later today, still working into my new work schedule. Apologies for the wait. :/

Yeah, there are some players on the board that have a special spoiler on each of their characters. Seeing as Pbp games don't always survive that same character. But what they do is reincarnate the character as something else but reuse the name. Almost like PFS in a way.

So each game that name passes through he keeps his tally goin. He also, on a separate word doc tracks each post where it occured for Relentless butcher. I bet if I went back I could pull it off with one of my retired characters lol.


If your in a game where you are at heights, a flying character or commonly grabbed by enemies and dropped from a great height. (IN IK there were giant birds that would do that in a battle. Swopp Grapple Fly up Realllllly High and drop. Repeat until adventurer meat is tender...) Thunderbirds would snatch you up and then use their thunder aura to shock the s!&# out of you. usually doing 15d6 damage before dropping you for 15d6 followed by a lightning breath every 1d4 rounds for another 15d6 damage.

In IK magic items like Boots of the cat would be extremely rare like all magic items...

Esepcially when you have a % chance to lose 5hp permanently.

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so posted with my pad as my Phone is MIA at the moment.

I sorta left it at work on my way home and driving 600+ miles for a phone was... not. worth. it. So i have been getting texts of Saw and 'I wAnT tO pLaY a GaMe...' the entire time I am hoome on my Facebook messenger... Smartasses.

Never trust oilfield people in the same sense of falling asleep at a smashing party with friends. You'll just wake up with a peter on you face. IN permanent marker or even paint pen...

To clarify if you earn it then you Earned it. No need to spend a feat, I do enough trick ponies with someof my bad guys so a feat slot isn't game breaking for me.

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