The hail of arrows clatter off Alwyn's platemail. He keeps striding towards them, waving his sword menacingly. "Gotta do better than that if you want to live, scum. Know what a blood eagle is? You'll curse your own mothers for ever giving birth to your wretched hides before I'm done with you."
Illes grits his teeth and works out one of the arrows.
Total defense; move to L14.
+4 a.c.
Hudak looks at Illes, and pats himself on the back with one hand.
The devil moves in pursuit of Vethran, stabbing again with its stinger. The bridge shudders and groans ominously as the fire consumes the ropes.
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Vethran presses himself against the inside of the stone wall, seeking shelter from the fireball-tossers. Still menaced by the devil, he guards his casting carefully.
The Varisian completes his incantation and is enveloped in a brief glow of benevolent light. "Piss off, fiend!"
Hudak tries to do the hand gestures of an invisibility spell that he saw Veth cast one time. He just ends up inadvertantly..........throwing rude Cheliaxian hand signals.....something about mothers, copulation, and a pack of mangy alley dogs.......
Keeping low, Camlo again runs forward, pulling up short as he reaches dry land.
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And then... blasting time.
Elisile fires her bow at the flying hellknight. It narrowly misses, deflected by arcane defences.
The female voice speaks again, sounding very close, and with a note of irritation. "Zenovia, your friends are going to die because of you. Surrender now, throw aside your weapons, and they and you will be spared. There's no way out of this otherwise - they will die, and we will capture you anyway. We actually want you alive."
Camlo drops his rapier, and the knife in his other hand, or rather, throws them both a few feet in front of him, and then sits down on the grass. Head hung, and looking quite dejected.
Camlo seems to speak to someone and drops his weapons. The hellknights in the air hold their fire, closely watching the party to see their next move. One drifts back to cover Vethran.
Illes, white as a sheet after ripping out the barbed arrow, collapses on the flaming bridge.
Camlo visibly sighs. Stands up, turns around to face the bridge, and begins frantically miming, whilst at the same time realizing the danger they are in, he turns and shouts angrily at the attackers.
When camlo sees the snapped bridge, he turns back to the woman furiously. "Save them, or lose me. If they die, I jump after them. You have the power, if you can throw fire balls around like that."
Illes, white as a sheet after ripping out the barbed arrow, collapses on the flaming bridge.
"Ah, f$#+ it. Looks like we're giving up. Hudak, get Illes off the bridge. I'll patch everybody up there. The flying a##$&&%s can fly Vethran across." Alwyn sheathes his greatsword and walks after Camlo.
I'll try to sheathe my bastard sword, hoist Illes, and run off of the bridge in the most expedient manner possible.
The archers maintain their stance. One of them is shouting:
"We're not going to toss our swords into the ocean, genius. We'll put them down as we get onto the seastack." Turning back to Hudak and Elisile, Alwyn mimics walking to the next island and then, by opening his hands, dropping everything there.
Hudak contemplates dropping Illes; realizes that doesn't make sense.
Vethran sneers at the hovering devil nearby, protected by his arcane barrier. Hearing the call to surrender, the Varisian reluctantly agrees and lowers his hands. Still untrusting of the fiend, however, he does not release his ongoing spell effects.
Twin beans of fire flash out and cut the bridge at the end nearest Camlo.
The flyer near Vethran bombards him with another fireball spell, to be on the safe side.
Elisile and Alwyn plunge into the water. Elisile executes an elegant dive but Alwyn...
If you are underwater, either because you failed a Swim check or because you are swimming underwater intentionally, you must hold your breath. You can hold your breath for a number of rounds equal to twice your Constitution score, but only if you do nothing other than take move actions or free actions. If you take a standard action or a full-round action (such as making an attack), the remainder of the duration for which you can hold your breath is reduced by 1 round. (Effectively, a character in combat can hold his breath only half as long as normal.) After that period of time, you must make a DC 10 Constitution check every round to continue holding your breath. Each round, the DC for that check increases by 1. If you fail the Constitution check, you begin to drown. The DC for the Swim check depends on the water, as given on the table below.
Action: A successful Swim check allows you to swim a quarter of your speed as a move action or half your speed as a full-round action.
Special: A creature with a swim speed can move through water at its indicated speed without making Swim checks. It gains a +8 racial bonus on any Swim check to perform a special action or avoid a hazard. The creature can always choose to take 10 on a Swim check, even if distracted or endangered when swimming. Such a creature can use the run action while swimming, provided that it swims in a straight line.