DM-Camris' SAVAGE TIDE: Chapter 3, The Savage Kraken's Wake! (Inactive)

Game Master Camris

SECTION 5.3: THE SECRET OF THE THUNDERER
Bodyguards to Lady Vanderboren, our heroes have refurbished an old pirate ship just in time to embark on a fateful voyage south.
Trapped in an awakened Sargasso, they seek the heart of it to escape!
"With sloping masts and dipping prow,
As who pursued with yell and blow
Still treads the shadow of his foe,
And forward bends his head,
The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,
The southward aye we fled."

-Coleridge "The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner"

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Human fighter 5, Aldori swordlord 1 HP-59/59 AC-23; F+6, R+8, W+4; Perc +1; Init +7, CMD-varies a lot

Devon nods back to the Elf at his greeting.

"I am Devon, Devon Hernan of Restov. We were rescued by the good Captain as we were escaping the pots of some savage tribe that waylaid us. Since then we have been working with his crew."

He examines the Elf also, trying to gauge his fighting style and skill.


Fighter2/Witch5 Eldritch Knight1~ AC17 tch14 ff14 ~ HP 48/60 ~ Fort+7 Ref+5 Will+5 ~ CMD20 ~ Init+3, Per+2

Burian smiles and nods to Bryson. "Yes. It's very nice." Fearing that is not enough of a response, Burian speaks what's on his mind. "My mothers told me of villages such as this... where witches were accepted in the community... among good people. They had said that was what they'd seen for themselves, unfortunately... they were monsters, and likely only spoke of that dream to tether me with hope."

His isopod, Welt chirps, clicks, and make foul gurgles from within his satchel.

"Welt has reminded me not to burden another with troubles without offering the levity of humor. He has suggested a bawdy limerick... though I fear it may bring offense. Perhaps later?"


Despite Sunny’s best efforts, she remains the object of the crowds’ affections, giving only passing glances at Trynight as they try to impress Sunny.

Sense Motive DC15:

The next day, you notice an average looking fisherman down at the beach where you swim. He seems absorbed with fixing his fishing net, but you thing he has been paying attention to Trynight.


The next day, there is an impromptu wrestling challenge during the feast, as Lavinia strutted around the sandy ring, talking up her champion Ghirrak’s charms in Polyglot and Olman.
“You just stand there looking pretty.” She whispered to Ghirrak.

Soon there is a line of well built young fellows ready to take him on, and a couple more serious men who look massively overweight. Everyone else stands or sits in the small arena’s sloped ring, surrounding the fifty foot circle of the combat area.

Knowledge:Religion DC15 or Sense Motive DC20:

When Father Conrad Feres was called upon to pronounce the Blessing on the feast, you realize that his mumbled blessing was really... off somehow. The words were alright, but the delivery was fumbled; like he really didn't know what he was doing.


The large woman , Lia, eventually released Kaskus, who gasped for breath.
”Just look around new sailors. Mama Lia sure has something you like.” She drawled with a broad wink.
Looking around you see that she has two examples of each first level potions.
Kaskus shook his head.
”Be sure to…” He gasped out, ”To show them the special items, the ones in the back…”

Mama Lia arched an eyebrow.
”Oh well then, you come with me to the back.” She said with another win.
If you go to the back, she shows a few potions that are more advanced, but also 50% more expensive.

Knowledge:Arcana dc15:

She has six potions of the second level.


Devon:
Studying the elf, you come to the conclusion that what you are to the sword, Zan is to the knife. A swashbuckling master.


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

Helloo Master DM-Camris! (^_^) Hopin' every thing be goin' swell fer ye an' yours!

Sense Motive:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

Between Sunny and friends:
Sunny will carefully, surreptitiously note what sort of intentions the fellow might have towards Trynigh. Though, more importantly, Sunny will be trying to work out what sort of person the fellow actually is.

Diplomacy:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Sense motive:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

:P Dice roller...

Thence, she'll slowly try and bring both Trynigh's and the fellow's attentions together. (^_^)

Diplomacy:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

Sunny will be happy, bouncy, bright and playful with every one. The wrestling match will also have her attention. She'll both be learning more about how people fight as well as how people socially interact.

"Why be it only tha' fellers be squarin' away fer a wrestle?"

Sense motive at the wrestling:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Wishin' every one all'a very bestest! (^_^)


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Bryson follows Kaskus' lady into the back. He points to each "What does this one do? What does this one do? What does this one do?....."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
At the feast, he is glad that Father Feres gives the blessing as he is not a very good public speaker.


Fighter2/Witch5 Eldritch Knight1~ AC17 tch14 ff14 ~ HP 48/60 ~ Fort+7 Ref+5 Will+5 ~ CMD20 ~ Init+3, Per+2

sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
know(arcana): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30
Burian attempts to relax, and soak in his surroundings... he has need for nothing. He does need to remind himself he needs nothing as he browses the potion vendor's wares. "Nice... not buying it...."

Watching the wrestling contenders line up, Burian shrugs dismissively (not thinking too much about it) as he guesses at an answer to Sunny.
"Likely see no glory in besting a female.. and ridicule if they were to lose."


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21
Burian Faldaeral wrote:

Watching the wrestling contenders line up, Burian shrugs dismissively as he guesses at an answer to Sunny.

"Likely see no glory in besting a female.. and ridicule if they were to lose."

The tanned Elf scratches her head, frowning in obvious puzzlement,

"But... t'is more important ta' be learnin' an' stuff, right? Asides... lasses be jus' as good at doin' all'a stuff fellers are... Mostly..." Sunny sighs,

'Jus' 'nuther thing t'is I be workin' hard t' un'erstand about peoples...." Though she wanders around/amongst those gathered to watch.. looking to strike up a conversation even as she watches and learns.

Diplomacy:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 (^_^)


Male Half-orc Monk (Iron Mountain) 8 |HP: 60/61 | AC:26 Current 29, T 19, FF 21 | Fort: +9 Ref:+10 Will:+12 (+14 Enchantment) |CMB +12 (+16 grapple), CMD 25 (27) | Init+3 | Perc +13 | Ki Pool 9/9

Ghirrak gives Lavinia a grin, enjoying the sight of her strutting around immensely. A the benediction, the massive warrior raises an eyebrow, noticing something....weird about the delivery.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20


You’ve all had a wonderful two weeks here on the island, and the Chief was throwing a feast in your honor.

In amongst the noise of the celebration, you heard raised voices. Getting up, you see that Skald was gripping Father Feres’ cassock and lifting him off the ground.
”I saw you talking to this guy! What did he have you do? Tell me!” Skald shouted, thrusting a cameo picture in Father Feres’ face.

Perception DC20:
You can just barely recognize it as a portrait of Lavinia’s brother Vanthus Vanderboren!

“I don’t know who he was! I just arranged to smuggle a few gems…” Father Feres whined in answer. “He made me… swallow…” He started gasping.
His chest heaved, then burst open. Impossibly, a large green frog-like humanoid sprang forth from the gaping chest, hurling Skald aside like a rag doll.
It screamed it’s defiance to the sky, then curled its claws at the sky and rent it aside.
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 screams answered.
Knowledge:Planes DC20:

This thing is a green Slaad, a chaotic neutral denizen of Limbo. A race of random destructiveness and able to summon even more of their kind.


Round 1__________

Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.

TACTICAL OVERVIEW


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Bryson is laying in Annie's lap enjoying himself when Skald makes a scene. "Ah never liked him. He just shifty." he tells Annie. Then all hell breaks loose or abyss or some other plane of evil. Bryson jumps up and onto all fours as Bryson-Dire Cat and moves toward the monster.


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

(O_o)

Okeys...um... yah... maybe after this we gets some more fun times?

Okeys... Sunny be 'Su'? Ugly, nasty green thing be tha' red, square '1'?

Perception:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Sunny scrambles to her feet... then at the emergence of the...thing... she begins to move/wave/indicate for the women and kiddies to get clear.

Diplomacy:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

That she's instinctively talking in Elvish is probably not helping.

So, not moving any where exactly yet. Just keeping people from panicking and causing more confusion atm. Getting non-combatants out of harms way is first thing.

And... the Dice Roller is really helping, not. :P


Fighter2/Witch5 Eldritch Knight1~ AC17 tch14 ff14 ~ HP 48/60 ~ Fort+7 Ref+5 Will+5 ~ CMD20 ~ Init+3, Per+2

perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
know planes: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

Burian jumps to his feet - stunned for a moment. "A Slaad! Keep it from summoning more of its kind from Limbo." He gestures at himself to conjure a layer of protection, and draws his cutlass as he steps toward the beast.

casting Mage Armor, move to 8,D


Male Half-orc Monk (Iron Mountain) 8 |HP: 60/61 | AC:26 Current 29, T 19, FF 21 | Fort: +9 Ref:+10 Will:+12 (+14 Enchantment) |CMB +12 (+16 grapple), CMD 25 (27) | Init+3 | Perc +13 | Ki Pool 9/9

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

Sunny glances over to Burian,

"Whut's a 'Salaad'?" She calls/asks, still trying to get people to safety/away from the nasty, gory, fanged, clawed, messy, gore covered monstrosity.

Sorry, sorry! I jus' couldn't resist the joke.


Round 1__________

Bryson Deepwinter_____
Bryson is laying in Annie's lap enjoying himself when Skald makes a scene.
Then all hell breaks loose or abyss or some other plane of evil. Bryson jumps up and onto all fours as Bryson-Dire Cat and moves toward the monster.

'Sunny'_____
Sunny scrambles to her feet... then at the emergence of the...thing... she begins to move/wave/indicate for the women and kiddies to get clear.
That she's instinctively talking in Elvish is probably not helping.
So, not moving any where exactly yet. Just keeping people from panicking and causing more confusion atm. Getting non-combatants out of harms way is first thing.

Burian Faldaeral_____
Burian jumps to his feet - stunned for a moment. "A Slaad! Keep it from summoning more of its kind from Limbo." He gestures at himself to conjure a layer of protection, and draws his cutlass as he steps toward the beast.
casting Mage Armor, move to 8,D

Ghirrak Ironfist______
Ghirrak is stunned into immobility at the appearance of the monster, but even more by the portrait on the cameo as it lands in the sand near you!

Ghirrak:
You know that cameo! Last time you saw it, it was in Lavinia’s jewelry case.

'Sunny'_______
Sunny glances over to Burian,
“Whut's a 'Salaad'?" She calls/asks, still trying to get people to safety/away from the nasty, gory, fanged, clawed, messy, gore covered monstrosity.
[ooc]Sorry, sorry! I jus' couldn't resist the joke.
Yes, yes, very funny. Castle Greyhawk did it better though.

(npc) Marius______
Jerking upright, Marius tries to remember anything about Slaads.
Knowledge:Planes: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

(npc) Devon_______
Devon smiles. “I’ve got this”. He said confidently as he strode forward, drawing his sword.

(npc) Annie_______
Annie Calls down the blessings of Cayden Cailean on the party. Casts Bless (+1 to hit, saves vs Fear) on all player characters.

Lavinia moved a little East and started using her charismatic authority to heard the crowd away from the monster. She grabbed up her sword scabbard, but did not draw just yet.

Enemies_____________
Red 1_____
The first monster used its huge claws to slash open a tribesman’s abdomen, spilling his internal organs all over the sand.
Red 2_____
A second monster dropped out of a rent in the air, dropping into the sand. He roared and swung an arm, knocking a lucky warrior back fifteen feet instead of disemboweling him like he intended.
Red 3_____
A third monster dropped out of a rent in the air, dropping to the sand. He roared and lashed out, grabbing a young man by the left foot.


Round 2____________

Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.

TACTICAL OVERVIEW


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Before going over to #3, Bryson-Cat casts magic fang on himself.


Male Half-orc Monk (Iron Mountain) 8 |HP: 60/61 | AC:26 Current 29, T 19, FF 21 | Fort: +9 Ref:+10 Will:+12 (+14 Enchantment) |CMB +12 (+16 grapple), CMD 25 (27) | Init+3 | Perc +13 | Ki Pool 9/9

As people begin to respond to Lavinia's directions, Ghirrak charges at the creature directly ahead of him, his punch less than accurate given the jostling of the fleeing crowd.

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 2 = 13
Magic: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Spent 1 ki point. Attacks are magic


Fighter2/Witch5 Eldritch Knight1~ AC17 tch14 ff14 ~ HP 48/60 ~ Fort+7 Ref+5 Will+5 ~ CMD20 ~ Init+3, Per+2

Burian steps within a few paces, and tips back his hood.. his hair shoots out, and whips at the Slaad's legs - in attempt to bring it down.

move to C,11
hair 10' reach: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 1 = 28
damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 + bleed: 1d4 ⇒ 1
swift action trip vs CMD: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 1 = 19


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Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

"Oh no ye don't! No tossin' fer you Salaad!" Sunny shouts at the beasty that has a hold of the young fellow by the foot/ankle, even as she races into the fray...

Bluff:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Suddenly managing to disappear from the monster's sight among-st the panicked fray of natives folk.

Ninja Trick:Vanish

Before amazingly appearing in a completely different and unexpected position behind said beasty.

Hoping to be able to move to some where's around "B-13/14" ?

Thence proceeding to lash out at the monster.

Att Roll 1:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 (Vs critter's flat footed since Sunny is all surprising.)

Dam Roll:1d6 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + (2, 3) = 9(+Sneak Att Damage)

Att Roll 2:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23 (Vs critter's flat footed since Sunny is all surprising.)

Dam Roll 2:1d6 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 1 + (3, 1) = 8(+Sneak Att Damage)

*Note* If both of Sunny's blows manage to hit, then she adds at least another 2d6 damage from 'Boar style'.


Perception and Knowledge:Arcana DC20:

You see in Father Feres' spilled guts several more of the green and blue gemstones you now recognize as Slaad Eggs.
And one black spheroid that looks remarkably like a mottled black pearl. Just like the one that unleashed the Savage Tide on that deserted pirate base more than six months ago.


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Perception And or Perception Or?


You have to make both rolls. Perception DC20 AND Kn:Arcana DC20


Male Half-orc Monk (Iron Mountain) 8 |HP: 60/61 | AC:26 Current 29, T 19, FF 21 | Fort: +9 Ref:+10 Will:+12 (+14 Enchantment) |CMB +12 (+16 grapple), CMD 25 (27) | Init+3 | Perc +13 | Ki Pool 9/9

PERCEPTION: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25 Very few if any of us can make both of those


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Yeah. I got no shot at that.
On with the fight.


Round 2____________

Bryson Deepwinter_____
Bryson-Cat casts magic fang on himself.

Ghirrak Ironfist_____
As people begin to respond to Lavinia's directions, Ghirrak charges at the creature directly ahead of him, his punch less than accurate given the jostling of the fleeing crowd.
Spent 1 ki point. Attacks are magic
His fist only grazed the rubbery flesh of the Blue Slaad.

Burian Faldaeral_____
Burian steps within a few paces, and tips back his hood.. his hair shoots out, and whips at the Slaad's legs - in attempt to bring it down.
His long hair wrapped around the creatures leg, cutting into it, but despite his furious pull, he cannot manage to trip it.

'Sunny'_____
"Oh no ye don't! No tossin' fer you Salaad!" Sunny shouts at the beasty that has a hold of the young fellow by the foot/ankle, even as she races into the fray...
Suddenly managing to disappear from the monster's sight among-st the panicked fray of natives folk.
Ninja Trick:Vanish
Before amazingly appearing in a completely different and unexpected position behind said beasty.
Thence proceeding to lash out at the monster.
Her first attack simply deflected off the creatures rubbery flesh.
The second one though… That one punched deep into the creatures ribcage, releasing a spray of greenish blood.

(npc) Devon_____
Devon lunged forward into flank with Sunny and delivered a slashing blow into its left arm, one clawed finger leaping away in a spray of blood.

(npc) Marius_____
Marius shot the Slaad with Magic Missiles. Two of them evaporate to no effect (due to SR) but the last one deals 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 force damage.
Looking at Father Feres he pointed at something glittering in his open stomach wound.
”Aren’t those more Slaad Eggs? Someone secure them!” He pointed and shouted.

Lavinia made a spring attack against the far Slaad (which missed) and called out “Jade Falcons! To me!”[/b]

(npc) Annie______________
Annie shot the Slaad with her crossbow, miraculously getting a critical hit on the creatures right hand.

Enemies_____________
Red 1_____
He lashed out agonized at Ghirrak.
Claw 1: 1d20 + 14 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 14 - 4 - 2 = 26 for a possible 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 5) + 6 = 17 slashing damage.
Claw 2: 1d20 + 14 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 14 - 4 - 2 = 17 for a possible 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 4) + 6 = 15 slashing damage.
You can see some of his injuries start to heal up as you watch.

Red 2_____
The Green Slaad paused and sniffed the air. Turning his eyes to Lavinia, it grinned.
”Lavinia Vanderboren? Hah! My master will be well pleased…” it chuckled to itself. remembering.

Red 3_____
The Green Slaad smiled and tore the young man in half.

DM:

Slaad 1 (Blue): 58
Slaad 2 (Green): 103
Slaad 3 (Blue): 103


Round 3_________________

Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.

TACTICAL OVERVIEW.


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Bryson-Big Dire also moved closer to blue slaad #3 last round.

Seeing the young tribes man torn to pieces in front of him seems to drive Bryson-Dire Cat into a frenzy as he lunges at the slaad with ripping claws and gnashing teeth that spark with magical energy.

Bryson-Dire Cat (Tiger) HP 59| AC 18 FF 17 Touch 11| Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +8| LLV, Scent| Str 20 Dex 12 Con 14| CMB +10 CMD 22| Spd 40
Claw: pounce, magic fang
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 19 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4, 2) + 5 + 1 = 12 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 10 + 2 + 1 = 21

Claw: pounce, magic fang
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 12 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3, 4) + 5 + 1 = 13 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 2 + 1 = 14
Bite: pounce, magic fang
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 15 to hurt: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4, 3) + 5 + 1 = 13 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 2 + 1 = 20


Male Half-orc Monk (Iron Mountain) 8 |HP: 60/61 | AC:26 Current 29, T 19, FF 21 | Fort: +9 Ref:+10 Will:+12 (+14 Enchantment) |CMB +12 (+16 grapple), CMD 25 (27) | Init+3 | Perc +13 | Ki Pool 9/9

Ghirrak had actually gone after #3


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

At work. Able to post about twelve hours.


Fighter2/Witch5 Eldritch Knight1~ AC17 tch14 ff14 ~ HP 48/60 ~ Fort+7 Ref+5 Will+5 ~ CMD20 ~ Init+3, Per+2

Burian lashes out again from a distance at the blue slaad - cutting and tugging with his hair.
He snarls "Drrrop..." as he yanks to topple the beast.

hair attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 +bleed: 1d4 ⇒ 4
swift action trip attempt: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

Again the plucky, tanned Elf lass seems to disappear before the marauding monster's eyes.... Only to re-appear behind the flailing creature.

Att Roll 1:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 2 = 24(Should be Vs Flat footed,+2 Flanking)

Dam Roll 1:1d6 + 2 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 2 + (3, 4) + (3, 2) = 17(+2d6 Sneak ATT. +2d6 Boar Style)

Att Roll 2:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 2 = 22(Should be Vs Flat footed,+2 Flanking)

Dam Roll 2:1d6 + 1 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 1 + (3, 2) + (3, 3) = 13(+2d6 Sneak ATT. +2d6 Boar Style)

As she deftly strikes into the creature's hide.

"Get nets! Get poles!" Sunny calls out to the warrior types of natives who might be trying to enter the fray.


Male Half-orc Monk (Iron Mountain) 8 |HP: 60/61 | AC:26 Current 29, T 19, FF 21 | Fort: +9 Ref:+10 Will:+12 (+14 Enchantment) |CMB +12 (+16 grapple), CMD 25 (27) | Init+3 | Perc +13 | Ki Pool 9/9

Flanking the creature with Sunny, Ghirrak unleashes a rapid series of strikes at his enemy.

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 2 = 18
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 2 = 16
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Confirm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4


You know, now that you're closer, those blue slaads are actually a dark red...

Round 3_________________

Bryson Deepwinter_____
Bryson-Big Dire also moved closer to blue slaad #3 last round.
Corrected position.
Seeing the young tribes man torn to pieces in front of him seems to drive Bryson-Dire Cat into a frenzy as he lunges at the slaad with ripping claws and gnashing teeth that spark with magical energy.
Bryson-Dire Cat (Tiger) HP 59| AC 18 FF 17 Touch 11| Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +8| LLV, Scent| Str 20 Dex 12 Con 14| CMB +10 CMD 22| Spd 40
Claw: pounce, magic fang
Hit and grabbed.
Claw: pounce, magic fang
Missed wide.
Bite: pounce, magic fang
Hit and grabbed.

Ghirrak Ironfist_____
Ghirrak had actually gone after #3
Corrected.

Burian Faldaeral_____
Burian lashes out again from a distance at the red slaad - cutting and tugging with his hair.
He snarls "Drrrop..." as he yanks to topple the beast.
Burian’s hair lashed into the salad, cutting it and causing it to bleed. With a mighty yank, he toppled the Slaad to fall prone.

'Sunny'_____
Again the plucky, tanned Elf lass seems to disappear before the marauding monster's eyes.... Only to re-appear behind the flailing creature.
Taking advantage of the creature being prone, she makes two deadly stabs into it. But it still lives!
"Get nets! Get poles!" Sunny calls out to the warrior types of natives who might be trying to enter the fray.

Ghirrak Ironfist_____
Flanking the creature with Bryson, Ghirrak unleashes a rapid series of strikes at his enemy.
The shocking series of blows deal serious damage to the red Slaad, and he falls back in surprise that something with no weapons can hurt him; sadly, he is being grappled by Bryson-cat.

(npc) Devon_____
Burian stepped up and with a flourish, beheaded the Slaad while it was down.

(npc) Marius_____
Marius fires a scorching ray at the green Slaad.
Caster Level Check: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 His spell splashed to no effect.

Lavinia_____
Lavinia lunged at the remaining Red Slaad, but even grappled it evaded her blade.

Annie_____
Annie cast Prayer.

Enemies________________
The Green Slaad teleported a little closer and telekinetically wrenched Lavinia away from her prey and into its clutches.
”Ha! My master will reward me well for this sweet prize! Farewell fools!” It crowed.
Just before it was hit by a green glowing aura from Liamae.
”What! I cannot teleport!” It shrieked.
”Nor will you ever now.” Replied Liamae cooly.
The other Jade falcons crashed the party at this point, attacking the Green Slaad who had their patron in it’s clutches.
Kaskus, who called lightning (fruitlessly as it turned out), Zan with his daggers and their leader Tolin with is two battleaxes all scored hits.

The last red slaad tried to break free from Bryson.
Break free from grapple: 1d20 + 10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 4 = 15 It struggled fruitlessly.

DM only:

Slaad 2 (Green): 103
Slaad 3 (Blue): 2


Round 4

Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.

TACTICAL OVERVIEW


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

Also forgot my previous 'Perception' and 'Know Arcana' rolls :P

Perception:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Knowledge Arcarna: Oooo looky, I dun't has one of those. :P

Continuing to be quite random and spontaneous, Suny again disappears before the marauding monster's eyes.... Only to pop back into view on the other-side of the flailing creature.

Att Roll 1:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 = 26 (Should be Vs Flat footed,+2 Flanking)

Dam Roll 1:1d6 + 2 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + (3, 5) + (1, 6) = 19 (+2d6 Sneak ATT. +2d6 Boar Style)

Att Roll 2:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 2 = 24(Should be Vs Flat footed,+2 Flanking)

Dam Roll 2:1d6 + 1 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (5) + 1 + (3, 2) + (5, 1) = 17 (+2d6 Sneak ATT. +2d6 Boar Style)

"I yam gettin' right sick o' these nasty Salaads..." She mutters, even as she she looks around for something.

Perception:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Basically... any splintered bit of wood close to hand?


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Bryson-Dire Cat (Tiger) HP 59| AC 18 FF 17 Touch 11| Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +8| LLV, Scent| Str 20 Dex 12 Con 14| CMB +10 CMD 22| Spd 40

Bryson-Dire Cat Rakes: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (1, 4) + 6 = 11 the grappled slaad. He then continues to tear into the monster with fang and claw, using his grapples to pin it.

Claw: pounce, magic fang, flank
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 18 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 5 + 1 = 12 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 19

Claw: pounce, magic fang, flank
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 20 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (2, 4) + 5 + 1 = 12 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 25

Bite: pounce, magic fang, flank
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 19 to hurt: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4, 6) + 5 + 1 = 16 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 29


Suny:
Suny, the one you're attacking is dead.


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

For the DM:
Oh! I was wondering why the Slaad 'indicator' had moved South. Oopsie! Okay.. can Sunny make the movement 'down' to the next Slaad? Her Vanish should certainly last long enough. 'B-12'?

Also, I didn't note a "The Slaad is dead" type message, sorry for not being sure.

T'is good t'be sure, t'be sure. (^_~)


Round 4

'Sunny'_____
Continuing to be quite random and spontaneous, Suny again disappears before the marauding monster's eyes.... Only to pop back into view on the other-side of the flailing creature.
Appearing next to Slaad 3, she levels an easy kidney punch hard enough that blood flew from its nostrils.
Basically... any splintered bit of wood close to hand?
Yes, there are pieces of driftwood of varying size laying about your feet in the sand.

(npc) Ghirrak______
Ghirrak, focused on the Slaad, continued to rapidly punch into the Slaad.

Bryson Deepwinter_____
Bryson-Dire Cat Rakes the grappled slaad. He then continues to tear into the monster with fang and claw, using his grapples to pin it.
Using his grapple to hold it in place, Bryson shredded the Red Slaad into bloody strips, despite its unnatural resistances. It is quite dead and vanished in a puff of rancid smoke.

(npc) Marius_____
Marius attacked the Green Slaad, but failed to penetrate it’s hide.

(npc) Burian_____
Burian approached the Green Slaad, but stopped when it threatened Lavinia.

(npc) Devon_____
Devon approached the Green Slaad, but stopped when it threatened Lavinia.
Annie and the Jade Falcons hesitated to attack when the Green Slaad threatened Lavinia.

Enemies__________

The Green Slaad batted Marius back twenty feet to crash into a dune. Then it threatened Lavinias throat with its claws.
”You! Witch!” It shouted at Liamae. ”Lift your infernal curse on me! I will be free, or your benefactor will be in two pieces!” It shouted in a terrifying basso.

DM only:

Slaad 2 (Green): 103


Round 5__________

Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.

TACTICAL SITUATION


Male Half-orc Monk (Iron Mountain) 8 |HP: 60/61 | AC:26 Current 29, T 19, FF 21 | Fort: +9 Ref:+10 Will:+12 (+14 Enchantment) |CMB +12 (+16 grapple), CMD 25 (27) | Init+3 | Perc +13 | Ki Pool 9/9

Ghirrak's eyes narrow, his already stony countenance like granite. As the Slaad spellcaster threatens the woman he loves, he speaks only two word with icy calm, loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. 'Kill him"

Exploding forward,the massive monk hammers home a brutal blow against the slaad.

Stunning Fist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
DC 19 Fort save or be stunned.

Hows that for alliteration?


Island Elf(link) HP 20;56;Fort+6;Ref+11;Will+4;Perc+9; Init+4;AC17(19)Defensive:21

Is Sunny bein' at 'D-8'?


Half Fiend Half Elf Druid 8| HP 94/94| AC 22 (25), FF 19 (22), Touch 14| Fo +10 Re +5 Wi +12; SR 20| Init +3| Percep +23, Darkvision 60', Low-Light Vision| Wildshape 3/3, Destructive Smite 9/9

Bryson-Dire Cat (Tiger) HP 59| AC 18 FF 17 Touch 11| Fort +7 Ref +3 Will +8| LLV, Scent| Str 20 Dex 12 Con 14| CMB +10 CMD 22| Spd 40

Claw: pounce, magic fang, charge
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 25 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4, 2) + 5 + 1 = 12 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 20

Claw: pounce, magic fang, charge
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 12 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3, 2) + 5 + 1 = 11 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 23

Bite: pounce, magic fang, charge
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 24 to hurt: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1, 4) + 5 + 1 = 11 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 27

Bryson-Dire Cat bounds into the slaad holding Lavinia and adds his strength to the struggle. If anything will be in two pieces, it will be the slaad.


Sunny moved over to the other one at (M,5). Burian is at (D,8).

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