
Natalyah Melethiell |

Round 2, initiative 19
ac 17, touch 14, fleet-footed 13
fort +5, ref +4, will +0
cmd 19
hp 23/28
effects:
Natalyah lashes out against the closest savage with two quick and powerful strikes.
Fullround action to attack
Main hand (mwk short sword): 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 1 = 23 (-1 power attack, add +2 if they are human), damage 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 2 = 10 (+2 power attack)
Off hand (magic dagger): 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 8 - 1 = 18 (-1 power attack, add +2 if they are human), damage 1d4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4 (+2 power attack)

Setebo |

Uncaring or unaware of the fire blooming before him Setebo chants as he directs his gore spattered claws at the screaming women
"As wicked dew as e'er my mother brush'd
With raven's feather from unwholesome fen,
Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye,
And blister you all o'er!"
Full attack on the nice lady in G,10. Rage round 2 of 10.
Claw one, song; 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 1 = 23. Damage, song 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 = 9
Claw two, song; 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 9 + 1 = 25. Damage, song 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8
In the unlikely event the first claw drops the target please direct the second claw to G,11.

Setebo |

(Looks like a new round so that means me I think, and that 16 was a hit)
Rage: AC 16. Touch AC 10. Flatfooted AC 14.
His dark blood spattering the door frame Setebo continues his assault.
"O, it is monstrous, monstrous!
Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it;
The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd
The name of Prospero; it did bass my trespass.
Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded; and,
I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded,
And with him there lie mudded.
Full attack on the nice lady in G,10. Rage round 3 of 10.
Claw one, song; 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 9 + 1 = 14 . Damage, song 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13
Claw two, song; 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 9 + 1 = 12 . Damage, song 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8
Ah RNG. Back to the old standard.
In the unlikely event the first claw drops the target please direct the second claw to G,11.

Setebo |

I'm Still waiting for Atzi on round 2
Oops sorry for jumping the gun. Or jumping the Atzi? Now I have the image of the party playing leap-frog stuck in my head. :7O
Oh how much damage did Setebo take from the nice lady who hit AC 16?
Setebo |

Damage 1d6+2
Thank you. Oh and I did some digging and it appears Atzi's players laptop went BOOM! According to a post made last saturday board access should be restored sometime today. No idea what time zone so "today" could be flexible. Botting her might be best.
.Hey would it make it easier if we put AC and saves in the race/class lines of our aliases? I noticed some folks on the boards do so, would you like us to do that? If so should we include things like rage/bard song rounds?
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Notes for round after next. Rage 3/10 hp 35/38

Atzi |

sorry! Laptop is down :( and my phone is on the frogs sorry again!
Atzi, seeing Caithan was now up, moved closer to the main group and continued to concentrate on the ball of fire she had brought into the world. Seeing the shrieking cannibal woman, she directed the cleansing flamed to roll over the top of the Cannibal. As it came close to the woman, the rags it was wearing began to smoldering and its skin began to burn.
please place me in a spot 30ft closer and direct the ball of flame at a cannibal that is in sight and away from the group. Thank you!

DM Wellard |

Reflex Save1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 the savage sidesteps the rolling fire.
Round 3
Setebo 22
Amisi 21
Natalyah 19
Caithen 17+ Rollo still fighting
Tower Cannibals 17
Helga 8+
Atzi 8
Setebo Cuts down the burnt woman, Amisi rolls her sphere of flame to the last target.
Reflex Save1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17..whoseems to bear a charmed life as she side steps it only to walk into Natlayah's blades
Main hand (mwk short sword): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25 (-1 power attack, add +2 for FE), damage 1d6 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 4 = 12 (+2 power attack, +2 FE)
Off hand (magic dagger): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12(-1 power attack, add +2 for FE), damage1d4 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 3 = 9 (+2 power attack,+2FE)
The last of the cannibals falls to the ground.
FIGHT OVER!!!!!!

Setebo |

Setebo whirls to face Helga as she approaches the captain. A snarl issues from a mouth too full of too sharp teeth and there is nothing recognizeable in his dialated and bloodshot eyes.
"Dulce bellum inexpertis."
Setebo deflates. Eyes clearing, lips covering teeth, fresh blood dripping from the long shallow slice on his forearm.
He takes a deep shuddering breath. A mistake near so much freshly charred flesh. Retching he falls to his knees.
"No more....vegetarian....from now on.."
Standing, looking embarrased he wipes the bile from his lips, apparently forgetting his gore soaked hands.
Turning to the building so the others will not see the fresh tears cutting tracks through the blood. Setebo starts to stamp out the small fires started by the spheres.
Ending rage at 3 of 10 rounds used. Fatigued for 6 rounds. Not wounded enough to bother with. Will heal to full overnight.

Setebo |

Setebo's voice is tired.
"Eaten or not they are still dead. There was another way. Pity we never found it. I do not regret, fair Helga. I mourn."

Caithan Kalson |

Coughing Caithan curses. "You're supposed to fall when I stab you...OOF!" Clutching what are doubtless some broken ribs he picks himself up with a nod of thank you to the bard. "Right, so whose left? Not...done yet."

Atzi |

Atzi shakes her head as the last savage falls, when she is positive that the last of the savages had stopped breathing she turned back to what she had been doing. "There is a strong looking hut made out of ship timbers to the south, it may house whoever created the skeletons. I'm going to make sure it is clear."
She waves to Quetza and scratches the Dragons head affectionately as she traveled back the way she came.

Setebo |

To Amisi: "It was not. We just failed to find a better way. But you are right we have to live with our choices."
To Captain: "No one about sir. Tower door is ruined. Shall we try inside?"

Atzi |

Atzi nods to Helga. "I may be chasing shadows but the hut is very well built and none of the ones we fought so far had the ability to create these..." She waves her hand at the destroyed skeletal remains. "With the four of us whoever lies within should be easily beaten."

Setebo |

"Tebati! before you go! The Captain is hurt. Could you please take a look at him?"
More wandjoy or another healing spell would be welcome. I have one dose of bloodblock to help with Treat Deadly Wounds but that takes an hour. I think our stalwart hunter is in single digits for hitpoints.

Atzi |

Atzi pauses, caressing her pair of reptilian bodyguards and nods to Helga. "We will wait while you tend to him, hurry though. I'd hate to see any escape this place as they would start hunting us instead of us beating them forever..."

Atzi |

Atzi waited for Helga and wasn't surprised to her Natalyahs venomous words again. She turned and looked at the ranger with a cold expression. "We didn't know what we faced tonight yet we came. So how is this any different girl?" She knew little of the elves and if Natalyah represented them, she did so poorly. So Atzi chose her words perfectly, as the ranger was proving to be more and more a child in need of a solid swatting. "We have our victory, You have your light hut, now. Go and seek your escape child. Because I have better things to do then entertain your tantrums. Besides if the village isn't clear then it isn't safe is it?" Atzi stood casually, relaxed as she knew a confrontation was bound to happen and she enough strength to knock the ranger down a notch if she had to...

Helga Evadottir Alfchild |

"Ach, it's the last of it but what the hell," Helga uses two more charges on Caithan, leaving her with one charge remaining.
CLWx2: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (1, 1) + 2 = 4
I swear this thing is jinxed!
Helga uses the last charge on Caithan:
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Five charges, five '1's, I do not believe it.
Helga throws the wand aside in disgust and heads off with Atzi. Along the way she examines the scimitar with detect magic.
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Atzi |

Atzi heads back to the well built hut, leaving behind the the elf and accompanied by Helga. AS they round the bend she whispers to Helga. "Allow Quetza and I to go first, if things get out of hand you can run or stay. I don't know what to expect here but I have just enough strength left to fight."
This time Atzi leaves Quetza guarding a spot just in front of the hut and circles around the well built structure quietly, looking for other openings. She does however check on how her flame is doing...
Stealth 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Setebo |

Setebo lopes softly beside the limping cavalier. Concern is etched on his bloodsmeared face as Setebo takes a rear guard position as the group moves south.
"Amisi, you are all right?

Setebo |

Amisi follows - her thoughts are with all the death. She looks out for any further danger and hopes none will appear.
Sorry - I sometimes just read and don't post - then I realize there have been 20 posts.
All good. I do the same thing sometimes.