Karrin will take a double move as well to keep up with the others.
Justin Pants as he hustles to keep up with the others. He's not in bad shape, but he's no warrior! Sweat pours prodigiously from his face as his long legs carry him the next ramp, leading with his burning blade,...
;P
Merle lets the others race ahead whilst she spends a few moments looking over the remains of her handiwork to see if anything of use survived the conflagration.
Nari follows the others, keeping her bow at the ready, but she hangs back just a little. She is reluctant to kill again no matter how necessary it might be. That said, if it looks like any of these hobgoblins are aiming at her friends, she'll do what she has to.
Swire dashes forward with the rst, drawing his rapier as he goes.
Swire dashes forward with the rst, drawing his rapier as he goes.
The party races through the smoke of Merle's holocaust and races up to the assembling hobgoblins above
Flying above and a little behind the others, Bethany lets loose heerr Arrow at one of the Hobgoblins assembling before them.
Dragonsbreath Arrow from Masterwork Footbow:
Damage:
Isaac takes aim at a hobgoblin and tries to fire around the enlarged Karrin.
Swire waits for an opening...
Bethany:
Bethany:
Spoiler:As Bethany soars higher to get a good hovering spot, she notices that there is a ballista on the flat top of the circular structure on the platform. A group of three humans man it, and they are cranking the siege weapon in her direction.
Initiatives rd 1 :
Mr. Swire: 28
Merle: 24
Karrin: 23
Justin: 23
Drazek: 23
Ishmael: 23
Naridre: 23
Issac: 23
Bethany: 23
Ekuur: 20
Hobgobbos: 12
Ballista krewe: 7
Bethany sends a flaming arrow winging over the top of the domed structure. The party hears a screech of pain.
The party pounds past the smoking wreckage, trying to get to the hobgoblins forming up at the top of the ramp. The hobgoblins set their longbows and send a hail of arrows their way. Most of the arrows seem aimed at Karrin, the rest at Bethany.
One arrow grazes Karrin's arm, and the two sent Bethany's way find their mark, drawing blood from her side and left wing membrane.
A large arrow comes streaking from the top of the building, heading towards the intrepid flying bard.
Bethany jinks in time, and the cruelly-barbed meter-long shaft hisses by her, vanishing in the inferno below.
Screeching in pain from the arrow wounds, Bethany's face hardens in fury and she pulls another Dragonsbreath Arrow from her Quiver and lets fly at the ballista crew.
Dragonsbreath Arrow from Masterwork Footbow:
Damage:
Merle moves to within 5ft of the hobgoblins where she draws one of the scrolls of burning hands and unleashes it on as many of the hobgoblins as possible,
dc 14 reflex or 4 damage each
Justin follows Merle and stops beside her, and reads the same scroll, sending another wave of flame at the nearest group of foes,...
Karrin had thought she would act as a wall for her spell casting companions but suddenly Merle darts past her.
'Strange,' Karrin thinks, 'Merle darting past me when she gave me so much grief for letting those goons at her last time.'
Karrin will move up to the choke point at the top of the stairs allowing her companions past her as needed. She attacks the closest goon (not hit by a burning hands spell) trying to open up space on the one side to allow her fellow mashers room to advance.
attack, damage, and cold damage:
Nari will fire her bow at the nearest hobgoblin moving as necessary to get the clearest shot possible.
Drazek charges past his companions, his glaive materializing in his hands to thrust forward at one of the hobgoblins.
Ranged touch
Initiatives rd 2:
Mr. Swire: 28
Merle: 24 [burning hands]
Karrin: 23 [atk-hit-kill]
Justin: 23 [burning hands]
Drazek: 23 [atk-hit-kill]
Ishmael: 23
Naridre: 23 [atk-hit]
Issac: 23
Bethany: 23 [atk-miss]
Ekuur: 20
Hobgobbos: 12
Ballista krewe: 7
Initiatives rd 2:
Mr. Swire: 28
Merle: 24 [burning hands]
Karrin: 23 [atk-hit-kill]
Justin: 23 [burning hands]
Drazek: 23 [atk-hit-kill]
Ishmael: 23 [atk-hit-kill]
Naridre: 23 [atk-hit]
Issac: 23 [atk-hit]
Bethany: 23 [atk-miss]
Ekuur: 20
Hobgobbos: 12
Ballista krewe: 7
Karrin's large form piunds up the ramp, moving quickly to the side to allow the others to pass her by. Her blue axe cuts down a foe, but his corpse doesn't freeze much, just a small hint of frost.
Merle and Justin spring forward, flame issuing from their outstretched hands. The hobgoblins shreik and catch fire
The footsoldier hobgoblins drop and smoulder, their leader is still up but unhappy. Issac and Nari's arrows hit him as he bellows.
Ish darts forward and brings his two blades to bear:
His opponent also falls
With an entreaty to the Sacred Flame to "Scour the infidels from your burning presence!" Ekuur projects another gout of flame from his outstretched hand.
Flame Bolt rgd touch damage = 8
Swire approaches the last hobgoblin and slashes at him.
EDIT: Crit confirmation:
Next round Karrin will move to the door, taking a swing at the leader when she gets there:
Attack:
Damage:
plus one cold
Justin, seeing the effect of his and Merle's combined flame attacks, grins rather smugly. Seeing the leader still up and dangerous, he brings his flaming sword into a guard position, and places one hand on Merle's shoulder.
"Keep the scrolls ready, but wait for it,..." He says, maneuvering to keep Merle behind him and his blade between them and the leader.
"After all, we wouldn't want to deprive Karrin and the others of their fun now, would we?" He adds with a grin as the enlarged Tiefling charges the warrior.
"This should be good,..." He adds softly with a smirk.
With an entreaty to the Sacred Flame to "Scour the infidels from your burning presence!" Ekuur projects another gout of flame from his outstretched hand.
Flame Bolt rgd touch 1d20+3 damage = 8
Swire approaches the last hobgoblin and slashes at him.
1d20+8;1d6+1
EDIT: Crit confirmation: 1d20+8
Swire's blinding swift cut fells the final hobgoblin. All that are left are the ballista men on the upper terrace
DC15:
Swire kneels down to wipe off his blade before briefly glancing up at the building. "Cutters, we better get into that building fast before that mystery man decides to take a shot at us."
Perception:
perception;
Perception
what the heck:
Perception:
Perception
1d20+7
Swire kneels down to wipe off his blade before briefly glancing up at the building. "Cutters, we better get into that building fast before that mystery man decides to take a shot at us."
Suddenly three arrows whizz out of the narrow windows
Karrin:
Ishmael:
One shaft grazes Karrin's forearm
Ekuur moves closer to the building, chanting and gesticulating. His fire magic sizzles over the cursing head of one of the ballista crewmembers on the roof. They toss something down on him:
Ekuur(tanglefoot bag):
The pouch explodes, coating Ekuur in a sticky mess that hardens almost immediately
Merle upon seeing the volley from the windows draws her wand of obscuring mist and casts it to try and block the window slit archers from drawing a target on them.
Use Magic device
Isaac shouts on his way toward the entrance to the building/temple thing:
"Oi! Let's get in 'fore it starts rainin' shafts!"
Justin ducks instinctively as the arrows fall, although none were aimed at him.
"Hmmph. Well, the cat's out of the bag now!" He says with a smart aleck smirk, and a sideways glance at Merle.
"I'm with Isaac, let's take this party inside!" He cries to the others as he takes his flaming sword in a two-handed grip and holds it over his right shoulder. He then follows Issac at a run.
;P
"He says we should go in, they listen. I say we should go in, they all just stand there waiting to be shot. Bunch of barmies..."
Swire runs to the building with the others, grumbling about something.
Reflex
Ekuur curses loudly as the bag explodes on him, pinning him to the ground.
Merle upon seeing the volley from the windows draws her wand of obscuring mist and casts it to try and block the window slit archers from drawing a target on them.
Use Magic device
1d20 + 9
Merle points her wand at the cylindrical building and a thick grey fog springs up in front of the arrow-slit windows. The party can hear a muffled cursing from within.
Effect cloud spreads in 20-ft. radius from you, 20 ft. high
Duration 1 min./level (D)
Saving Throw none; Spell Resistance no
A misty vapor arises around you. It is stationary. The vapor
obscures all sight, including darkvision, beyond 5 feet. A
creature 5 feet away has concealment (attacks have a 20%
miss chance). Creatures farther away have total concealment
(50% miss chance, and the attacker cannot use sight to locate
the target).
Initiatives rd 3:
Mr. Swire: 28 [door-?]
Merle: 24 [Obscuring Mist]
Karrin: 23
Justin: 23 [door-?]
Drazek: 23
Ishmael: 23
Naridre: 23 [mind push?]
Issac: 23 [door-?]
Bethany: 23
Ekuur: 20 [stuck fast]
Archers: 15
Ballista krewe: 7
The door to the cylindrical building is cold iron, decorated with various embossings and finials. It doesn't look as dire as the other one they saw earlier, but it certainly looks solid. As the party advances they are wrapped in Merle's thick fogbank.
"He says we should go in, they listen. I say we should go in, they all just stand there waiting to be shot. Bunch of barmies..."
Swire runs to the building with the others, grumbling about something.
Isaac stops in mid-stride as Ekuur gets stuck fast; pulling out his short sword, he runs back to the big cleric and starts working at his bonds.
"Not to worry, mate. Ol' Isaac won't leave ya twistin' in the wind."
Str check:
Nari's eyes glow gold as she looks up and a blast of flame slams into one of the enemies above.
Swire takes a quick glance at the door before Karrin kicks it down.
Justin reaches the door and, seeing Karrin's big boot raise high, quickly steps to the side with his sword at the ready as the enlarged warrior 'knocks' on the door,...