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

At Ghirrack's words and with her current point of interest no more Sunny again simply seems to disappear into the crowd of running locals.

Vanishing trick again then a full move action, I be thinkin', ta' even be gettin' close ta' helpin' tha' lass. Tha' bad guy is 30' foots away from where Sunny is currently at.


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

The moment Bryson pounces, Burian threads his hair between the friendlies to make a surgical strike against the Slaad.

10'reach to hit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
+ 1d4 ⇒ 4 bleed.
trip attempt: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15


Round 5__________

Ghirrak Ironfist______
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.
Darting to the green slaad faster than any person should be, Ghirrak’s fist slammed into the green bulk of its stomach, shockwaves rippling around its body.
DC 19 Fort save or be stunned.
Fort save: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Bryson Deepwinter______
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.
Pouncing on the green behemoth, his first claw hit and drew blood, but couldn’t grapple him, while his second comically flailed about, almost hitting Lavinia. With his bite however, he was able to penetrate the thick hide to bite and hold on.

'Sunny'______
At Ghirrack's words and with her current point of interest no more Sunny again simply seems to disappear into the crowd of running locals.
Vanishing trick again then a full move action, I be thinkin', ta' even be gettin' close ta' helpin' tha' lass. Tha' bad guy is 30' foots away from where Sunny is currently at.
Uh, Sunny disappeared from view in a puff of smoke, to reappear on the Slaad itself, trying to free Lavinia from her Grapple. EscapeGrapple: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 Alas, its like wrestling with a tree. She is unable to lever Lavinia free.

Burian Faldaeral______
The moment Bryson pounces, Burian threads his hair between the friendlies to make a surgical strike against the Slaad.
Burian lashed out with strands of his hair and draws blood, but is unable to trip the Slaad.

(npc) Marius_____
Marius again unleashed a flurry of magic missiles, but again his spell burst like a bubble against the salads oily hide.

(npc) Devon______
Devon again lunged forward, but is unable to connect to do damage.

Liamae shoots a grayish beam at the slaad, but it fizzled.
Zan threw a number of knives at the slaad in a glitter of silver, only half of which stuck for minor damage.
Tolin charged up to attack the slaad from below.

ENEMIES___________________

The Slaad reeled from the sudden assault.
”AAAAAA! You let me go! I have hostage! That what you do!” It squalled out in a panic.

Then, back next to the body of Father Feres, a wavery image appeared.


Male Human

”Hello again Jade Ravens! Oh, and you Savage Krakens too. “ It said.
Now that you can see it more clearly, you see it is an image of Vanthus Vanderboren!
”By now you have noticed Lavinia’s absence from your little beach party. Sorry about that, but she’s family and doesn’t deserve what needs to happen.
“I’m afraid your safe little harbor and resupply base there our parents secured just won’t do. “

He holds up what looks like a large black marble.

Int check DC14:

It looks like a small version of the black pearl weapon you found fragments of; the 'savage tide' device that twisted a full two square miles of jungle into a little bit of the Abyss.

”To that end, I’ve left a little sample of my patron’s power. As soon as this seed has opened up, that whole island will be transformed into the future of the world! But I don’t need to tell you, you’ve already seen a sample of it back at that little cove outside of Port Sasserine. What was it called?
“Ummm… Well nevermind. Enjoy what’s left of your little lives!”
He said, then his image winked out.


”AAAAAA! Let me go! LET ME GO!!” It squalled out in a panic. It cut Lavinia's cheek, allowing blood to flow down her face in a threat.
You realize that Liamae's Dimensional Lock spell is preventing it from teleporting to safety.

DM only:

Slaad 2 (Green): 81


Round 6____________

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
DM-Camris wrote:
”AAAAAA! Let me go! LET ME GO!!” It squalled out in a panic. It cut Lavinia's cheek, allowing blood to flow down her face in a threat.

(O_o)

"Okeys, bad critter go away now." Sunny exclaims even as again a puff of smoke envelopes her tanned form.

Dropping smoke pellet as free action.

Acrobatics1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Deftly using the obscuring cover to tumble beneath the giant frog creatures legs and spring up behind it.

Att Roll 1:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8(Vs Flat footed)

Dam Roll 1:1d6 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 2 + (2, 2) = 7(+Sneak attack)

Att Roll 2:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22(Vs Flat footed)

Dam Roll 2:1d6 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + (2, 6) = 12(+Sneak attack)

Att Roll 3:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27(Vs Flat footed)

Dam Roll 3:1d6 + 1 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 1 + (1, 2) + (6, 5) = 19(+Sneak attack plus Boar style

Crit confirm:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Crit extra damage:1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

As she becomes a vengeful whirlwind of hands, feet, elbows and knees into the monster who's hurt her friend.

Sunny moves from 'G-5' to 'E-6'.


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

Int: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Bryson-Dire Cat (Tiger) HP 59| AC 17 FF 16 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, flank
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 24 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (2, 3) + 5 + 1 = 11 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 25

Claw: pounce, magic fang, flank
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 29 to hurt: 2d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4, 4) + 5 + 1 = 14 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 23

Bite: pounce, magic fang, flank
to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 14 to hurt: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1, 1) + 5 + 1 = 8 grab: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 19

Bryson-Dire Cat narrows his eyes at the dangerous black pearl as he continues to try to rip through the otherworldly monster and free his patron.


(npc) Marius

Marius' eye is caught by a blaze of energy through his Detect Magic.
Gingerly he approached Father Feres' body and peered down at it.
Using the tip of a wand he probed through the spilled entrails, poking through the broken remains of the gems that had been hidden in his gut the whole voyage.
Carefully he lifted the wand, on which rested what looked like a black marble, a marble that pulsed with black radiance. It looked remarkably like the one in Vanthus' image.
"Guys!" He called out. "I think we have another problem!"


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

Burian whips his hair at the Green Slaad.
"What? What's wrong?"

flanking hair slash: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 plus bleed: 1d4 ⇒ 4
swift action trip attempt: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 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

Oh also in addition to being stunned he's fatigued


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

Perception:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Sunny looks towards Marius' call, though her focus is still upon the beasty holding Lavinia.


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 the others continue the full on assault Ghirrak moves to break the creature's hold on his beloved, freeing her from it's grasp.

Grapple: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30

Spend 1 ki pt +Iron Limb Defense. Current AC 28, Current CMD 29


Round 6____________

'Sunny'_____
”AAAAAA! Let me go! LET ME GO!!” It squalled out in a panic. It cut Lavinia's cheek, allowing blood to flow down her face in a threat.
(O_o)
"Okeys, bad critter go away now." Sunny exclaims even as again a puff of smoke envelopes her tanned form.
Dropping smoke pellet as free action.
Deftly using the obscuring cover to tumble beneath the giant frog creatures legs and spring up behind it.
Her first attack fumbles, striking herself for 3 in the face, but she is too tough to stun.
Her second attack does better, hitting it solidly in the head.
Her third attack struck critical nerves in its right arm.

As she becomes a vengeful whirlwind of hands, feet, elbows and knees into the monster who's hurt her friend, Sunny moves from 'G-5' to 'E-6'.

Bryson Deepwinter_____
Bryson’s claw hit for blood, but couldn’t grab on. His other claw also drew blood, but not grab. His bite missed altogether.
Bryson-Dire Cat narrows his eyes at the dangerous black pearl as he continues to try to rip through the otherworldly monster and free his patron.

(npc) Marius_____
Marius' eye is caught by a blaze of energy through his Detect Magic.
Gingerly he approached Father Feres' body and peered down at it.
Using the tip of a wand he probed through the spilled entrails, poking through the broken remains of the gems that had been hidden in his gut the whole voyage.
Carefully he lifted the wand, on which rested what looked like a black marble, a marble that pulsed with black radiance. It looked remarkably like the one in Vanthus' image.
"Guys!" He called out. "I think we have another problem!"

Burian Faldaeral_____
Burian whips his hair at the Green Slaad.
"What? What's wrong?"
Again, Burian’s hair drew blood, but couldn’t trip the massive slaad.

Annie__________
Hurrying over to Marius, she took one look and was horrified.
”It’s… it’s just like the fragments of the pearl. You know, where we got our ship And all the living things there were… twisted. Like they came from the abyss. For miles around.
We have to get rid of it!”
She shouted urgently.

Ghirrak Ironfist_____
Oh also in addition to being stunned he's fatigued
Ghirrak Ironfist_____
As the others continue the full on assault Ghirrak moves to break the creature's hold on his beloved, freeing her from it's grasp.
The muscles on Ghirrak’s arms stood out as he, impossibly, threw an arm bar on a creature with twice his reach. And as the ki flowed through him like golden fire, the slaad’s arm was wrenched wide and Lavinia fell from its grasp.

The others made their various attacks, but to little apparent effect.
Tolin broke off his attacks to catch Lavinia before she hit the ground.
”I have you my lady.” He said, smiling heroically and with his long hair flowing in the tropical breeze.
”Oh. Thank you Captain.” Said Lavinia, still dazed a little from the grip of the slaad.

(npc) Marius______
”How the hell do we do that? I don’t have anything that can do that!” Marius shouted.

Enemies___________________
Bawling about not wanting Master to leave him, the slaad whirled around suddenly, slashing at everyone around him.
Whirlwind attack vs Ghirrak: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 14 - 2 = 21 Miss.
Whirlwind attack vs Bryson: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 14 - 2 = 31 for a possible 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 slashing damage and 2 squares knockback.
Whirlwind attack vs Lavinia: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 14 - 2 = 13 Miss.
Whirlwind attack vs Tolin: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 14 - 2 = 14 Miss.
Whirlwind attack vs Suny: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 14 - 2 = 15 Miss.
Whirlwind attack vs Burian: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 14 - 2 = 32 Hit! for a possible 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 slashing damage and 2 squares knockback.
Whirlwind attack vs Devon: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 14 - 2 = 31 Hit! for a possible 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 slashing damage and 2 squares knockback.

Spellcraft DC17:
You can see by the green aura pulsing about him, the slaad is still trying to Teleport away.


Round 7____________

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

Who's spell is keeping him here? Bryson has a plan.
Bryson returns to his human form and calls out.

Sylvan:
"Marius give it back to him. Throw it at him."

Then he calls out, "Cancel the spell. Jess let'm leave."


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

"No! He dies right here. Tolin get Lavinia clear!" Ghirrak roars, unleashing his terrible anger on the slaad in a blur of strikes.

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 2 = 27 Flanking
1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 2 = 26
1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13
1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Spend rest of Ki pool on Ki Flurry, Attacks (Magic,Cold Iron)


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

The first time Bryson comes up with a plan and it gets shot down quick as lightning.
A quick glance at Annie imbues Bryson with understanding. He runs to Marius. "Give it here. Ah'll git rid of it."


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

It's a good plan. But if someone cut Annie's face in front of you, how rational would you be?


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

Sunny blinks as she puts Bryson's idea together, though she doesn't stop her attacks.

Att Roll 1:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 2 = 16 (+2 Flank)

Dam Roll 1:1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Att Roll 2:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 2 = 27 (+2 Flank)

Dam Roll 2:1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Though her pace slows and it may be coming obvious that the tanned, plucky Elf is more a sprinter than a slugger. Her pace of attacks slows as she seems to be running out of steam.

Perception:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Does it look like Bryson will get the pearl and get it into the Slaad quickly?

Not sure how I can help Bryson's plan.. :(


Marius, not really understanding but relieved to be shed of the responsability, gives the pulsing black pearl to Bryson.


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

GO Bryson! (^_^)


Bryson: Yes, Liamae got lucky and locked the slaad down early with a Dimensional Anchor; that is what that green aura is.
Sunny: I don't know what Bryson's plan is yet.


Liamae looked at Bryson with astonishment.
"Let him go, just like that?" She asked, not quite believing what she was hearing.


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

"Nay! Not jus' like that. Jus' like THIS!" And the plucky Elf flings/kicks sand into the nasty Slaad's face. Trying her best to keep the beast distracted from what Bryson wants to do.

Not sure what to use for such an action... Or if Suny can do so soon enough.


Sunny: That is a Dirty Tricks move to blind for a round. You roll your d20 plus your CMB vs his CMD.


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

Burian's hair winds through his allies in melee, and coils to restrain the Slaad.

hair attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
if struck...
damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7plus bleed: 1d4 ⇒ 1
free grapple: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
swift action constrict: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6


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's original plan was to get the chaos pearl to the slaad and then let the slaad teleport away. The chaos pearl will explode and infect all within some huge area with chaos energy turning us into chaos beasts. But Bryson understands Ghirrak's anger and knows he won't be able to talk him down, so Bryson has come up with a new, more suicidal plan.


Round 7____________

Heal Check:
The Green Slaad has taken considerable damage. You’ve knocked him down to 12% of his max, but he’s not bleeding anymore.

Bryson Deepwinter_____
Bryson returns to his human form and calls out.
Then he calls out, "Cancel the spell. Jess let'm leave."

Ghirrak Ironfist______
"No! He dies right here. Tolin get Lavinia clear!" Ghirrak roars, unleashing his terrible anger on the slaad in a blur of strikes.
He hits twice and misses twice, his ki powerd strikes cutting through his DR. The Slaad collapses.

Bryson Deepwinter_____
The first time Bryson comes up with a plan and it gets shot down quick as lightning.
A quick glance at Annie imbues Bryson with understanding. He runs to Marius. "Give it here. Ah'll git rid of it."

(npc) Marius_______
Marius, not really understanding but relieved to be shed of the responsability, gives the pulsing black pearl to Bryson.

Liamae_____
Liamae looked at Bryson with astonishment.
"Let him go, just like that?" She asked, not quite believing what she was hearing.
“Too late now anyway!” She said sardonically looking at the damage Ghirrak was putting out.

'Sunny'_____
"Nay! Not jus' like that. Jus' like THIS!" And the plucky Elf flings/kicks sand into the nasty Slaad's face. Trying her best to keep the beast distracted from what Bryson wants to do.
Sunny kicks sand into the dead salads face, picking up negative karma.

Burian Faldaeral_____
Burian's hair winds through his allies in melee, and coils to restrain the Slaad.
Who is dead and restrained now.

The battle is over; but the black pearl still pulses!
What do you do now?


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

"Awe.... nertz!" Sunny exclaims, her tanned shoulders slumping for a moment. Before she starts and scampers quickly over one of the native folks.

"Which side'a tha' island gets tha' deepest quickest, like?" She hurredly asks, even as she drags said person towards Bryson and the glowy thing of pending DOOM

Looking to Bryson she exclaims,

"I gots an idea..."

Well.... unless the Slaad reverts to its native plane upon the dimensional anchor being released..... Then dropping said item in a hole is about the best we can do...


Still curious as to what Bryson's plan is...


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 changes into Bryson Aeromental. He takes the pearl and flies away as fast as he can. "Ah love you, Annie. You are fire n' rain n' ah love you." His plan is to get it as far away as he can.


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

"NOOOOOO!" Sunny calls out.

"Stick it in'a dead nasty critter first! Ta see if'n it goez home still when'a spell be taken off!" Sunny points out hurredly.

"Then, if that dun work I can be droppin' it in'a hole off tha coast!" She explains.

Yah! Rilly hopin' the beasty will revert back to its native plane when the dimensional anchor is removed. THAT was kind of the plan. :P


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

It's not a demon so that's unlikely


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

Well... t'is bein' hopeful, I still am.


None of the bodies of the Slaadi have disappeared. Though they are starting to stink, they are still laying there like lumps of piled slimy garbage.

Knowledge:Arcana DC19 or Knowledge:Planes DC15:

The method Vanthus used to bring these Slaadi here to the Prime actually was not a Summoning, but some manner of Calling, Pacting or an actual Gate. That means they got here physically, don't automatically go back to their home plane on death.


Bryson's air elemental body shoots straight up at 100'/r. Then he forms a tornado impelling body and shoots up in a rising whine even faster at 400'/r. The vapor trail he leaves behind shows the trace as he slowly curves over the open ocean.

At approximately 1 mile up and downrange, the pearl stops blinking; it shows a glowing black aura and it rapidly grows very cold. The sky is a beautiful blue; a scattering of lovely cotton-white cumulo-nimbus clouds serve to outline the island below.

At approximately 2 miles up and downrange, Bryson's trace is abruptly blotted out by a fast blossoming sphere of mottled blackness limned by an ugly purple. It looks like it expands to about a mile in diameter; all the clouds ten miles around are abruptly erased in a rolling shockwave.
The psychic shock that rolls over you a couple rounds later is decidedly that of Chaos and Evil. It leaves you good and lawful folk sick with nausea. (Fort save DC12 to resist at this range.)

Bryson:

I leave it to you whether you want to unload the thing at one mile or take it all the way to the scene of the explosion. If you take it all the way you have to make a Fort save DC20.


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

DM Camris:
"Must. Save. Annie." Never doubt Bryson's love for his love.
I actually thought it would be higher than that.
Fort: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Booyah!


Bryson:
Actually, I multiplied your flying speed by 2, and gave you a run speed multiplier probably not strictly allowed by RaW for dramatic effect.
Seriously, the 100ft per round move that air elementals get translates to about 16.6 miles per hour!.
So anyway, you made the fort save and survived the vile transformation.
Apply the Half-Fiend template to your character. You'll start out two miles up and unconscious.

The black sphere sucks into itself and is gone; its oppresive sense of nausea gone along with it and leaving the sky clean.

Perception DC20:
You notice a tiny speck falling from where the sphere first bloomed from; two miles out and high.


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

Fort Save:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Perception:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

At first Sunny is staggered by the seeming loss of a friend. Then, even as she sinks to her knees and over whelming grief swells within her breast, wiping the early tears from her eyes back she blinks... then blinks again before suddenly bouncing to her feet.

"LOOK! Looky! Somat's fallen! Master Byrson? He's alive" She exclaims with sudden new found joy. She looks around at her companions,

"Who can be flyin'?"

Even as she herself begins to scamper towards the waves.


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

DM Camris:
Hehehe! Now I'll fit my avatar. Almost like you planned that.
Btw do I have to be evil now? How we handling the level adjustment for XP?


Male Human Wizard 8

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"Hells," Marius whispered, appalled at the sheer destructive power which had so suddenly been unleashed. If not for Bryson's sacrifice, it would surely have claimed them all. It was one thing to hear tales of the aftermath of such an event, quite another to witness the detonation and know that he could so easily have been at its centre.

Once again, he had been helpless in the face of disaster. It was not a sensation he relished. Silently he vowed that next time would be different.

And then he saw a tiny, falling speck. Much, much too far away. But he had to try. The words of a spell spilled from his lips and he took flight, skimming across the tops of the waves.

"Launch a boat and follow as you can," he called back.

Using arcane bond to spontaneously cast fly. By my reckoning, it will wear off well before the two mile mark (and besides, gravity would see Bryson hit well before he could arrive in any case), but it puts Marius considerably closer at least, for whatever good that might do.


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

Fort: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

Shaking off the wave of sheer wrongness that washes over him, Girrak peers into the distant sky, seeing what Sunny is pointing to. "Sunny, you're our fastest swimmer,go. We'll be right behind you!" Ghirrak shouts, already seeing to the launch of one of the boats.

With a swim speed of 30' Sunny can use the Run action while swimming to cover 120ft per round=1200ft per minute, assuming it's 2 nautical miles it'll take her just over 10 minutes to get to him. Maruis, you're flight would be the same but the spell will give out 6 mins out so you'll be about a bit under a mile away at that point.


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

Burian fort vs nausea: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Welt fort vs nausea: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Burian rushes toward the launch to aide Ghirrak putting it to water, then hops aboard.


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

Sunny nods at Ghirrak's shout, gives a jaunty salute and dives into the oncoming waves.

Torpedo in the water!

Not sure if her constitution will allow her to 'run' at that speed for so long, but she'll give it her bestest!


The chief called out orders and his warrior/fishermen ran forward carrying a half dozen eight man outrigger canoes into the surf. Each canoe will allow one of you to board at the outset, and since Marius and Sunny will run out of energy and become fatigued about a mile out, you can catch a ride with them at that point.

About a mile out, you can see the speck is falling slower than it might due to a fluttering... cape? wing? You can't tell before it crashed into the ocean.

The lead canoes reach the position a few minutes later. You can see an inky mass of human size in the water.


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 leaps from the boat swimming towards the inky mass, looking for any sign of Lavinia.


? Ghirrak

Um... she's back on the island, mate. Only Bryson made the valiant, heroic effort of scooting away with the Armageddon trinket.


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 Ironfist wrote:
Ghirrak leaps from the boat swimming towards the inky mass, looking for any sign of Lavinia. his valiant friend.

D'oh, brain fart.


:) The fellow's just, simply obsessed with the safety of his girl. Perfectly understandable.

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