"Command is by seniority! You live, you get promoted!" Connor yelled back at Rory. "Good hits, both of you! But I can't see one of them!"
The smaller astral constructs continued their mindless assaults at the skyship. Both moved to get a flank on the non-friendly human. Both continued flying, which was good, since one had to hover above the stairs on the foredeck.
The astral shark mindlessly changed to attack the falling corpse in the sea water next to the skyship.
Hero, I need an update! What's going on over there? Alys fired at something near you, then Roderick dropped one of four lizardmen here! Tell Adran! Connor thought over the lingering concussion sounds of the lizardmens' shotguns. He commanded the construct named Big Red to hurry to Alys' location. Connor watched the lizardmen move, and sent all three after the one he could still see. Two ran while the one on top of the boulder glided over to the other side of the walking reptile. Their blank faces opening in soundless shouts, parts of ectoplasm leaking from the buckshot holes in them, the constructs converged on the lizardman.
Meanwhile, Big Blue obeyed new telepathic orders to leap and drop fist-first onto the other side of the lizardman that was trying to kill Alys, changing as it attacked. It was huskier than the constructs on the sand, faux muscles bulging under chalk-white skin.
For good measure, Connor sent the last working astral construct from the longboat to Adran's position on the skyship, with specific orders to help attack or assist if needed.
Holding psionic focus (Energy type=Electricity); HP=28/23 (5 temp); Power Points=8; AC=24/14/20 (IA; Rory's aura); spiked gauntlet on; light crossbow slung; Active Powers=Inertial Armor (maximized), Vigor (5; 1 min. duration) lots of astral constructs
Big Blue: AC 20, touch 12, 11/36 hp, slam +6 melee (1d6+7)
Big Red: AC 20, touch 12, 36 hp, slam +6 melee (1d6+7)
Medium Construct #1: AC 18, touch 12, 36-12=24 hp, Melee slam +2 melee (1d6+6)
Medium Construct #2: AC 18, touch 12, 22-12=10 hp, Melee slam +2 melee (1d6+6)
Medium Construct #3: AC 18, touch 12, 31-14=17 hp, Melee slam +2 melee (1d6+6)
Small Construct #1: (now flying to skyship)
Small Construct #2: AC 15, touch 13, 15 hp, Melee slam +2 melee, 1d4+3 damage
Small Construct #3: AC 15, touch 13, 15 hp, Melee slam +2 melee, 1d4+3 damage
Astral Construct Shark: AC 20, touch 12, 36 hp
Elara lashes out with her tentacles then glides back a step, striking with her polearm. She grins through a half-broken nose and bloodied lip. "No quarter asked or offered!"
Elara rounds out the turn by slamming her pike into the lizardfolk she hit in the surprise round, and hitting him with a couple of tentacles! But the massive lizardfolk is still on his feet, although looking bloody.
"Sniper is down. They still have a manned ballista though! They have some huge guys over there holding the others up." Alys yells, reporting to her allies. "Tell me if you need help!" Despite the threat of the reptilian creature she calmly takes aim at the Ballista loader and fires another two bolts.
Roderick watches Rory's blade crash down and through the lizardman, the angle of the blow betraying the gristly end before he could make use of the distraction. Hustling past the 'captain', Roderick watches the next lizard warrior's footwork, dashing to the side faster then he could react. Spinning, he slices at the creature as he drops into his fighting stance.
Roderick's blade clangs uselessly off the breastplate of the lizardfolk he's attacking.
On the ship, the humavian sidesteps and ducks down as he turns to fight the constructs.
The lizardfolk with him does the same.
Then they both turn and attack Construct 3.
The humavian's two-handed thrust of his weapon skewers the Construct, piercing it's central ectoplasmic nexus and sending the ectoplasm backwards and into the water as it breaks apart into bits and globs. His second thrust at the second constuct misses though, as it is a hastily switched attack.
The lizardfolk across from him draws an odd sword with metal strands that vibrate in the air and sing as it moves them around!
The lizardfolk's odd weapon wraps around the construct, and slices through it like it was butter, leaving the construct streaming ectoplasm as if it were a fountain. For good measure the lizardfolk's mouth snaps forward and rips the construct's face off! The construct collapses into a pile of ectoplasm and evaporates!
The large lizardfolk hanging from the mast releases his grip on the mast, using his tail to wrap it around the railing to keep his balance while climbing and adjusts sideways, getting stable footing on the upper deck. It reaches out at Adraniel with both claws and his bite! Fortunately for Adraniel, the mast is interfering with the creature and it only get's one hit!
The other lizardfolk claws and bites at Alara!
The first claw sends Elara plummeting toward the water of the cove trailing blood! The lizardfolk stops attacking, and instead moves closer to Adraniel.
"This is crazy, holding on with your tail come on."
Adran goes full defense and flies up away from the lizard intending to draw his bow and take these giants out from range.
AC 25 for the AoO
the warlord shines as a beacon to his allies on the field of battle, inspiring them to fight with him to their last breath. All allies within 30-ft. of his position gain the benefits of the Die Hard feat, and may add the warlord's Charisma modifier to Fortitude saves versus death effects, fatigue or exhaustion effects, or poison effects as a morale bonus.
Through the use of the Golden Lion disciple's superior tactical ability, he is able to direct his allies in combat for maximum effectiveness. As long as his allies within 30-ft. of him can clearly hear his shouts and understand his language, he grants his allies the ability to gain flanking with all adjacent allies that are fighting in melee against the same opponent (i.e. if two allies of the initiator are 20-ft. away fighting a target together, and the initiator has another ally assisting him in combat against a different target, both pairs gain flanking bonuses against their foes even if they are not normally in flanking position).
Tactical Flanker (Allies flanking with me can get +2 or +3 attack bonus)
Kill The Wounded, Encouraging Roar, Defending the PRide, Pride Movement, Panther on The Hunt, Hunting Party
"HUrry and get them down! I don't see Elara! Smashing down on the lizardfolk Rory looks to expose flesh and drive his allies into a murderous frenzy.
Swift: Activate Encouraging Roar (+2 morale to attack and damage to everyone in 60ft. for 1 round.)
Standard: Kill the Wounded. If this hits all subsequent attacks made on him deal 2d6 extra damage.
Attack
Damage
Rory slams into the lizardfolk, opening up a deep wound. The creature hisses in anger and claws at Rory.
The lizardfolk rends Rory's flesh, and then bites a chunk out of his arm for good measure.
The one between the constructs moves to attack Roderick! Pulling a Lucern Hammer off his back as he moves.
Blood flows and bones crunch as the heavy hammer slams into Roderick from behind!
The lizardfolk by Alys moves and attacks!
Hey, big guy. Connor heard in his mind. The shapeshifting lady just got backhanded and landed in the water. You still got that astral shark on kill-patrol? Because you might want to change it. The small flyers you sent didn't last one second against the humavian and lizard-man on the upper deck. There's three big lizards up here and a winged man. Oh, and the little guy here is not looking good either.
Connor mentally sent new orders to the astral shark mindlessly swimming near the skyship. Protect (image of Elara and Adran). Hold above the waves if possible (support on your back). Obey verbal orders from either of them, if given.
"Adran is by himself now, against three big lizards and a humavian! Elara fell in the water!" Connor called out to Rory.
The blue construct moves and hits the lizardfolk that just hit Alys, drawing blood, but the wound doesn't seem to be immediately fatal.
"Ow!" Alys dodges a claw swipe, only to be hit by the follow-through "Look, at this range I need to use a smaller weapon so it takes a bit longer to kill your friends!" she snarks as she lines up another shot at the humavian still on the ship before seeing he is seeking cover.
Yeah you hide, then your friend'll take it she thinks to herself as she shifts focus to the Lizardman still on the Ballista.
Roderick gasps in pain as his back cracks under the heavy blow that is only partially turned away by his armor. He grits his teeth and anger, hissing in reply to Rory between closed teeth, "I'm working on it, you great lummox. It's damned hard to concentrate on fighting with you roaring in my ear every second." He swings his blades in glittering arcs, stepping to face the lizardman behind him as he finishes the first one.
Roderick slashes the lizardfolk's belly open, sending his entrails splashing into the sand! The lizardfolk crashes back against the stone, dead before he hits the ground.
Then Roderick steps southwest and drives his dagger into the lizardfolk with the lucerne hammer!
The humavian with the Estoc launches himself into the air and strat for Adran!
The estoc glances off Adran's armor!
The lizardfolk gunner races to the back of the ship and begins manipulating the airship controls.
Alys fires at the lizardfolk as he gets onto the controls, and hits once!
The two large lizard folk then move between her and the smaller lizardfolk, blocking her line of sight to it!
"So much for shooting the big one. You wan't to dance in the air with me?"
did I put my blade away? Doesn't matter I know I didn't draw the bow as I didn't have enough actions so.
Adran draws his massive blade and swings down at the humavian.
Hope that hits since he charged.
Adran's blade slams into the Humavian! Blood splatters down on the lizardfolks below!
the warlord shines as a beacon to his allies on the field of battle, inspiring them to fight with him to their last breath. All allies within 30-ft. of his position gain the benefits of the Die Hard feat, and may add the warlord's Charisma modifier to Fortitude saves versus death effects, fatigue or exhaustion effects, or poison effects as a morale bonus.
Through the use of the Golden Lion disciple's superior tactical ability, he is able to direct his allies in combat for maximum effectiveness. As long as his allies within 30-ft. of him can clearly hear his shouts and understand his language, he grants his allies the ability to gain flanking with all adjacent allies that are fighting in melee against the same opponent (i.e. if two allies of the initiator are 20-ft. away fighting a target together, and the initiator has another ally assisting him in combat against a different target, both pairs gain flanking bonuses against their foes even if they are not normally in flanking position).
Tactical Flanker (Allies flanking with me can get +2 or +3 attack bonus)
Kill The Wounded, Encouraging Roar, Defending the PRide, Pride Movement, Panther on The Hunt, Hunting Party
"If you've got the time to whine YOU'RE NOT KILLING THEM FAST ENOUGH!" Roary roars as he leaps into the air like a great cat his wings spread just enough to throw off the response from the polearm wielding lizardfolk putting all his fury and might into a single flesh and bone rending blow.
Swift: Activate Brave Gambit: +3 luck bonus to the charge.
If Successful:+3 morale bonus to damage on all my allies next attack within 60ft. Regain 3 maneuvers (can't be ones I used as part of the gambit).
If Failure: -2 to all my d20 rolls for a round. Only one maneuver regained.
Full: Panther on the Hunt. Charge. Do not provoke AoO's from threatened squares. +2 Circumstance to attack and damage on charge.
Attack
If Hist: Free Action: expend my 2pp to charge deep crystal weapon.
Damage.
If Successful Rory will regain Encouraging Roar, Defending the Pride, and Hunting Party.
Rory slams into the lizardfolk, blood splattering everyone around!
The lizardfolk hisses in agony and goes down on one knee, barely conscious...
The lizardfolk attacking Alys continues!
But the claws and bites skid off her armor!
The small astral construct from the longboat sped along the waves, coming up on the bow of the skyship.
The astral shark gently bobbed Elara to the surface, as it had been ordered.
Connor moved sideways to another rock formation to get a better look of the battle.
Near Alys, the beefier construct named "Big Red" charged into the lizardman changing as it reached out with a massive fist.
Big Blue followed suit on the lizardman as well.
Meanwhile, the other lizardman on the sands was surrounded by both living and ectoplasmic attackers, blood splattering everybody.
"Adran needs help! So does Elara!" Connor called out, turning and squinting at the skyship's occupants on the decks and ropes as his hands twitched, making another construct. Hero, he relayed, tell Adran the shark is keeping Elara above the waves. We're almost done here, I hope. Sending more constructs your way.
This Humavian statue is made from an otherworldly, translucent silvery material. It stands ready to obey its' master's silent command.
Craft (Sculpting) check:
A result of 20 to 29 creates a construct that looks like an accurate portrayal of that creature type.
N Medium construct
Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision, Perception -
DEFENSE
AC 20, touch 12, flat-footed 18 (+2 Dex, +6 natural)
HP 36 (3d10+20)
Fort +1, Ref +3, Will +1; Immune construct traits
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft., fly 20 ft. (Average)
Melee slam +7 melee (2d6+9) with Power Attack (Ex) and Improved Slam Attack (Ex)
Space 5 ft.; Reach 5 ft.
STATISTICS
Str 21, Dex 15, Con —, Int —, Wis 11, Cha 10
BAB +3, CMB +8; CMD 20
Feats -
Skills -
SPECIAL ABILITIES (Three menu options from Menu A; Advanced Constructs Menu A is also available)
Fly (Ex)
Improved Slam Attack (Ex)
Power Attack (Ex)
Holding psionic focus (Energy type=Electricity); HP=28/23 (5 temp); Power Points=8-5=3; AC=24/14/20 (IA; Rory's aura); spiked gauntlet on; light crossbow slung; Active Powers=Inertial Armor (maximized), Vigor (5; 1 min. duration) lots of astral constructs
Big Blue: AC 20, touch 12, 11 hp, slam +6 melee (1d6+7)
Big Red: AC 18 (charge), touch 12, 36 hp, slam +6 melee (1d6+7)
Medium Construct #1: AC 18, touch 12, 24 hp, Melee slam +2 melee (1d6+6)
Medium Construct #2: AC 18, touch 12, 10 hp, Melee slam +2 melee (1d6+6)
Medium Construct #3: AC 18, touch 12, 17 hp, Melee slam +2 melee (1d6+6)
Small Construct #1: (now flying to skyship)
Astral Construct Shark: AC 20, touch 12, 36 hp
The nearly dead lizardfolk is fully dead after the constructs all slam into him simultaneously, breaking bones audibly.
The one attacking Alys is hit hard, but he still stays on his feet.
Elara bobs to the surface in the mouth of the shark construct.
"I think they're trying to run!" Alys yells, her blue wings spreading wide she looks at the lizardfolk clawing and biting at her "Sorry, gotta skeet, please take it up with my receptionists!" she half yells while in midair, making toward the ship at top speed leaving a whirl of leaves and dust behind.
As the lizardman in front of him falls under a flurry of blows from Rory, the constructs, and himself, Roderick sheathes his twinned blades. He leaps into the air, drawing his pistol and calling out to Connor, "On it."
The humavian with the Estoc snarls at Adran and attacks again!
The estoc glances off Adran's armor, as the gods smile upon him yet again!
On the ship, the lizardfolk ducks down behind the large lizardfolk as he begins throwing levers and tugging on the ship's wheel. The ship shudders as the elementals in the engines turn on full bore fire and water! The cove water begins to boil and roil as high pressure steam blows down into the water, cooking the fish that had been gathering under the boat!
Even as the anchor chain rattles as the steam powered winch draws it back to the ship, the wooden construct begins to rise out of the water! The hull drips water as it rises 10 ft up...
Alys begins winging toward the ship, and the lizardfolk she left behind takes a swipe at her with it's claws!
But it misses!
Adran mutters a swear and aims a terrifying cleave with his greatsword at the most damaged Humavian.
Adran slams his sword into the humavian again, and the humavian falls to the deck!
Bones crack as he hits!
The large lizardfolk, now 15 ft below Adran, hisses at him...
"Try not to slaughter them all! I'd like some extra crew by the end of this!"
Dripping with blood and gore Rory comes to understand that much of it is his own. Tapping a slightly squelchy spot on the inside of his elbow Rory moves out of the line of fire and calls out to the remaining lizardfolk.
"Drop your weapons and get your claws on the log and I'll call the constructs off! Do that and you'll at least get to see how this all ends!"
The remaining lizardfolk, who had been attacking Alys, slumps, and then withdraws at maximum speed!
Big Blue swung and missed when the lizardman took off towards the beach.
Meanwhile, Connor finished making the astral construct he would call "Big Green" and set it immediately flying towards the ship.
Hearing more than seeing the lizardman at Alys' location fleeing, Connor had to change mental orders on the constructs. The ones with the shortest time he sent after the fleeing enemy, the one with the longest time after the skyship. Connor also changed the orders of the little astral construct that had just made it to the skyship: stop it from lifting. Hero, he mindflashed, Alys and one or two constructs are coming to you! Tell Adran. And hang in there!
The three astral constructs on the beach ran past the stone circle, scrambling to get ahead of the lizardman going for the water . The little construct, angling to get over the prow of the ship as it lifted, made it to the fore deck.
Big Blue ran after the fleeing lizardman, just barely catching up to him, a fist out to slam him again.
Big Red launched itself into the air, making for the skyship.
The astral shark dumbly kept Elara on the surface of the water, even as the waves rose with the skyship's lifting. It did move away from next to the ship's wake.
Connor ran over to Rory and said "Just one lizard left! But we've got a bigger problem - the skyship is leaving! With Adran still on it! I'll make more constructs, but those lizards are hauling anchor!" He pointed at the rising seacraft, concentrating.
This silvery-transparent mannequin of a winged Humavian stands shorter than a Halvavian. It is ready to move by silent command from its master.
Craft (Sculpting) check:
A result of 20 to 29 creates a construct that looks like an accurate portrayal of that creature type.
N Small construct
Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision, Perception -
DEFENSE
AC 18, touch 13, flat-footed 16 (+2 Dex, +5 natural, +1 size)
HP 15 (1d10+10)
Fort +0, Ref +2, Will +0; Immune construct traits
OFFENSE
Speed 30 ft., fly 20 ft. (Average)
(only if changed to attack) Melee slam +2 melee, 1d4+3 damage
Space 5 ft.; Reach 5 ft.
STATISTICS
Str 15, Dex 15, Con —, Int —, Wis 11, Cha 10
BAB +1, CMB +2; CMD 14
Feats -
Skills: Can perform any simple task of DC 12 or less for its' duration.
SPECIAL ABILITIES (One option from Menu A; one option from Advanced Constructs Menu A, taken twice)
Fly (Ex)
Utility (Ex) (2x)
The construct manages to charge into the fleeing lizardfolk, but the lizardfolk is still on it's feet!