Biting off curses at the sounds of his own loud teammates preparing in what—to him—is a near-deafening audible level, Javi checks the door for traps or locks, then opens it and rushes invisibly through.
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Team 2 initiative is 20.
Team 1 initiative is 17.
As Flik goes to open the door, someone else beats him to it. The door opens to reveal a pale vampiric-looking man in platemail armor wielding a greatsword, and a a tall lanky tiefling wearing only robes and boots. He has two very long horns, about 8 inches in length each.
As Flik goes to open the door, someone else beats him to it. The door opens to reveal a pale vampiric-looking man in platemail armor wielding a greatsword, and a a tall lanky tiefling wearing only robes and boots. He has two very long horns, about 8 inches in length each.
The pale warrior steps forward, his hand glowing with a vile energy. He studies Jing Long for a brief moment, seeming to pierce his soul. The dhampir then lashes out before the Jing Long can react, and smacks him in the chest.
Fort save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
Jing Long's flesh withers, but he fights off a sudden feeling of sickness that clenches his gut.
The tiefling spellcaster raises his hands and chants an incantation, summoning a large orb of fire into existence on top of Jing Long.
Reflex save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 4) = 14
It burns him badly.
Invisibly, Flik springs into action, tumbling between the warrior's legs and deeper into their room, trying to get eyes on all of the opponents.
Isaac raises his hand and a ball of snow appears in his hand. He throws it at the vampiric figure.
Negative energy back to the abyss with you.
Jing rages and full attacks the Paladin with Pummeling Strike.
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Considered one attack for 47 damage, Assuming both hit.
5'step Forward staring at caster as his meatshield lays bloody and dead. I hope :)
Flik switches direction and steps adjacent to the unaware mage, pulling out one of his nets on the way ... which he quickly hurls at the tiefling, uttering a dark prayer at the same time.
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Current HP: 26/32
Update: current HP: 23/32
Invisibly, Flik springs into action, tumbling between the warrior's legs and deeper into their room, trying to get eyes on all of the opponents.
Isaac raises his hand and casts a spell. As he starts casting a little ratfolk wielding a wand breaks invisibility and zaps him with a magic missile.
A ball of snow appears in Isaac's hand. He throws it at the vampiric figure. It shatters against the man's chest, freezing him badly.
"Negative energy back to the abyss with you," Jing says raging. He steps forward and pops the dhampir's head like a ripe melon with two rapid-fire blows.
Flik switches direction and steps adjacent to the unaware mage, pulling out one of his nets on the way ... which he quickly hurls at the tiefling, uttering a dark prayer at the same time.
The tiefling wizard struggles in the net, moving his hands around to align them with Flik. He concentrates and a huge gout of flame shoots out of his hands and burns the net, and the goblin.
The ratfolk quickly analyzes the Half-Orc and notes several flaws in his defense. He then take a quick step back, casts a spell and disappears.
A bolt of freezing air and ice erupts from Isaac's hand as he strikes out blindly towards the last known location of the ratfolk.
Jing continues his rage after dropping the paladin. He steps up gaining the flank on the caster and puts him down as quick as the paladin. With a flourish of blows with his three section staff.
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5'Step to flank
Full Action Pummeling Style
If one attack crits all attacks are crits
Miss
Jing continues his rage after dropping the paladin. He steps up gaining the flank on the caster and puts him down as quick as the paladin. With a flourish of blows with his three section staff.
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5'Step to flank
Full Action Pummeling Style[dice=Attack]1d20+16
[dice=Attack]1d20+16[dice=Attack Confirmation]1d20+16 If one attack crits all attacks are crits
[dice=Damage]2d10+34
[dice=Damage]2d10+34** spoiler omitted **
Flik giggles gleefully as a second long-legs crumples under the vicious whirling three-section staff. As the rat-thing vanishes, Flik ejects a scroll from his wrist sheath and activates it with a word.
Between his new invisibility-piercing sight and his arcanically-enhanced sniffer, he tries to locate the final opponent and point it out to his teammates.
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The tiefling wizard struggles in the net, moving his hands around to align them with Flik. He concentrates and a huge gout of flame shoots out of his hands and burns the net, and the goblin.
The ratfolk quickly analyzes the Half-Orc and notes several flaws in his defense. He then take a quick step back, casts a spell and disappears.
A bolt of freezing air and ice erupts from Isaac's hand as he strikes out blindly towards the last known location of the ratfolk. It doesn't seem to hit anything.
Jing continues his rage after dropping the paladin. He steps up gaining a flank on the caster. His staff moves so fast that it cannot even be seen as it whips through the air towards the wizard's head and crotch. The blow creates a low WHUMP as the caster is bluntly bisected. His two halves spray outward from the force of the blow, painting most of the room in blood.
Flik giggles gleefully as a second long-legs explodes under the vicious whirling three-section staff. As the rat-thing vanishes, Flik ejects a scroll from his wrist sheath and activates it with a word.
Between his new invisibility-piercing sight and his arcanically-enhanced sniffer, he tries to locate the final opponent and point it out to his teammates. The rat has yet to vacate his previous position.
"Screw this! A silly flag isn't worth dying for. I'm no threat to you and just want to get out of here with my skin intact. Leave me alone, and I'll do the same," says a small voice from the position of the ratfolk. Still invisible, the ratfolk then runs as far as possible from the opposing team.
Flik scurries after the fleeing, invisible opponent, drawing his wicked scimitar and watching for traps on the way. ”Notting to have much reason to keeping mouse-man conscious,” he says in a singsongy voice. ”Butting to have no reason to making mouse-man 'sloded, either.”
Flik stops by the rat-folk and points directly at him for his teammates’ sake. ”Knocking him out?”
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Jing ends his rage and takes a few deep breaths.
Yes knock him out Flik, we don't want to loose because we were nice.
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Current HP: 18/26 Fast Heal 1 for 9 more rounds, AC 26 DF 4/10, Rage 4/6
"Flik notting any good with'ing knocking folkses out." He shrugs, "Is'ing to be needing help."
Isaac steps into the other room and says, "I'm going to try making you sleep. If you go willingly, we'll let you live." Then he starts waving his hands and casting a spell.
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The rat willingly falls asleep.
Flik blinks as a bit of leftover sleepy magic washes over him. Then he gets to work pulling a length of silk rope from his pack ... which he tosses to the massive tiefling. "Tying mouse-man up. No reasons to be risking lies."
Then the goblin goes back to work, quickly checking this room for traps before looking at whatever doors this other crew didn't seem to go through.
Jing approached the goblin and feels around on the floor for the sleeping ratfolk.
uh... I have never tried to tie up anything invisible before I may be tieing legs to arms or what not. Why don't you take a moment to assist me and let my burns heal a bit while were at it. You know since you can see it.
After Flik helps Jing tie up the rat, Jing rest as Flick checks the room. He hands the other end of the rope to Isaac.
There you go he should wake up soon... You can walk your new pet rat man. Besides it gives you something to keep in front of you when we find the monster.
Jing laughs.
Flik nods and helps the massive long-legs locate and identify the different invisible appendages. As they work, the goblin looks up through red eyes ... first at Jing and then over at Isaac. "Flik is'ing glad to being on this team for first fight." The red eyes open even wider ... threatening to completely overwhelm his scarred face, "... not to wanting to have to been froze and smashed to bits like thosing long-legs over there."
The rat appears after the next few seconds, and is subsequently tied up.
Flik spends the next minute looking around the adjacent rooms. It seems that they are all dead ends, which had already been opened and searched by the other group.
"I'm glad to be on the same team as you too, Flik. Having you to disarm all the traps and find all the things has come in handy. It looks like we're going to have to backtrack to find the flag."