Reflex save
Hard to Kill (Ex): Whenever you are below 0 hit points,
you automatically stabilize without needing to make a
Constitution check. Bleed damage still causes you to lose
hit points when below 0 hit points. In addition, you do
not die until your total number of negative hit points is
equal to or greater than twice your Constitution score.
Mari continues to exhort her comrades to get the Hades out of Dodge.
Silas sighs loudly, sizing up the situation, then moves to the east, and shoves that pew, attempting to pin the pudding in the aisle.
The pew slams into the opposite one, forcing the pudding to release the holy man and move backwards.
The fire elemental moves over to Embok, who has been firing bolts at the elementals, and slams down...
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Reflex:
Charles makes a five-foot step and swings at the fire elemental that is attacking Embok.
As Charles swings with a mighty yell, Elyza fires an arrow at the distracted elemental. Between the two of them the fire beast falls apart, sent back to whence it came.
The pudding mass forms a grotesque mouth, teeth of all sizes and colors sticking out at odd angles, "Count Urstig is too much for you so-called heroes. Zon-Kuthon himself has made me in his image!"
The pew that the remaining elemental is on catches on fire completely.
Charles turns at the pudding mass."Ugly guy then, i'll be happy when you're not aroun anymore".
5ft step back. "I hate pudding."
Embok isn't in the greatest shape after the hit from the elemental. He mutters to himself "Better fire than acid" before shooting a bolt at something.
Attack:
Damage:
Embok's shot goes wide off its mark, skipping off a torture implement bolted to a wall.
The pudding's mouth shifts towards Charles, "Ugly?! You dare call a creation of Zon-Kuthon ugly?!?! Come, snack, I could use your bones to add to my collection."
Mari will continue her bardic performance, while casting Cure Light Wounds on herself.
Silas, on a roll now, steps up and slams the flaming pew, hopefully launching it and the fire creature on it into the western wall.
With a mighty yell, Silas moves and kicks the flaming pew over to the wall. Mari's turns her head, startled by the pew's sudden thud against the wall next to her.
The fire elemental steadies itself with an appendage on the back of the pew.
You notice a hissing sound and an acrid smell coming from the pew blocking the pudding.
Charles charges to C-14 and attacks the fire elemental yelling at others. "Burn that ugly jelly! I don't think that swords are of any use there!"
Charles slice rips a scream from the fire elemental as the blade somehow lodges into the smoke and flame. Liquid fire spurts out of the hole left by the greatsword.
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With Charles taking on the fire beast, Elyza slaps the mouthy pudding from a distance. for
You said teeth, but not eyes. So, color spray is not going to do much. She is out of MP to call up a different spell. And moving into what she thinks is its reach would be bad to test color spray.
The pew blocking the pudding disappears as it's acidic nature eats throught the wood. The pudding recoils from the magical slap, then laughs and surges forward...
Reflex (Mythic)
"I regret nothing!"
As Thomas is engulfed by Count Urstig, you see a slight flexing movement.
Mari's AoO:
gauntlet
Mari's gauntleted backhand strikes the mass, but doesn't seem to do any damage.
The fire elemental slams down on Charles...
but missing him.
Embok realizes that if this thing touches him he's probably going to die, and that he can't really do anything useful to it anyway. Thus he makes the logical decision - to flee. He'll tumble to avoid being attacked and exit the room.
Acrobatics:
So I should be good for 26 'rounds'.
If I can present my holy symbol, I'll bust. The fire elemental is out of range, so I will deselect the pudding.
If I can't do that, I desperetly try and escape
Either way, 24 'rounds' left.
Embok deftly avoids the blob, exiting the room back into the main hallway.
Mari is brave, but there are limits. She'll do her best to tumble right out the door, but fear causes her to stumble.
Acrobatics
Hoping for the best, she braves the AoO, moving out of the room.
Mari tapdances her way out of range...or at least tries to. The pudding humps up and attacks her...
But it's slightly too late to catch the girl with a blow.
Silas sizes up the situation, then grunts. "Sorry, or whatever, Thomas," he calls halfheartedly, as he moves to the blazing pew, grabs whatever portion of the back he can still lay his hands on, and tosses the entire mass onto the pudding.
Silas strains as mightily as he can, but he can't budge the pew with the elemental standing on it.