Arthas winces as one of the blows makes it through.
”Hold on Alorah!”
He swings his shield and the boned constrict twice.
”We are just trying to make sure we don’t hit you by accident!”
Round 5 completed________________________
"Ha!" Grey cries triumphantly as he sees his blows finally strike true.
Sapphiria slips away from the golem, hoping to get to a place where she can safely cast spells.
Realizing the golem was being controlled, Alorah stares up, focusing on the space inside the construct's head and conjuring a brilliant burst of divinely powered light.
There is a brilliant flash of light within the skull of Bone Golem 3 and the Berbalang screamed as it was blinded 4 rounds.[/ooc]
Thrall's might roar of pain fills the room. The big half-orc, however, rejoices in the tides of battle, asking his patron to help him stand until his enemies are delivered.
Once restored by the Battle God, he rains retribution against the golden that just struck him, his face warped by the divine fury.
Again Kelden held aloft his holy symbol channeling to reduce some of the wounds his companions were taking. channel energy: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 5) = 9
Once again, Knave lunges forward, trying to pull the golem down, making the golem an easier target for Taedric, and his allies.
Arthas winces as one of the blows makes it through.
”Hold on Alorah!”
He swings his shield twice.
”We are just trying to make sure we don’t hit you by accident!”
Bone Golem 2, more afraid now of Thrall, made a frenzied attack against him.
for a possible slam damage.
for a possible slam damage.
for a possible slashing damage.
Bone Golem 3 staggered for a moment, but it stabilized again and swung on Taedric again. It seemed to have difficulty targeting.
for a possible slam damage. Normal attack.
for a possible slam damage. Auto miss.
for a possible slashing damage. Auto miss.
Round 6________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
Mythic Bless: (50ft radius; so should hit everyone) +1 morale bonus applies on attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, and all saving throws. Once during the spell’s duration, an affected creature can roll an attack roll or saving throw twice and take the higher result.
Those trapped are in the Grappled condition and may try to free themselves using Break Grapple, Escape Artist, or just raw damage.
Also bear in mind for targeting purposes; these golems are NEUTRAL (constructs), not Evil.
These creatures were definitely a terrible foe to face. If only they had some way to... He cursed lowly the words coming out sounding certainly less harsh than they would from a crusader more versed in their use. He reached back for the hilt of the morningstar they had found in the gray garrison all those days ago. He had forgot that he had been holding on to it for just such an occasion!
"Alorah! Arthas! I have this morningstar that should break right through their defense here!"
He called out trying to hold it out to someone better able to use the weapon while focusing on a spell of healing for Thrall.
Blood starts to form puddles in the ground under Thrall's feet. He doesn't seem to be bothered by it, though, instead focusing on dealing the perfect blow. Once and again, the sword causes bone splinters to fly around, carving a way to the demon that controls the infernal machine.
Spurred by the widening pool of his new-found comrade's blood, Grey drives his blade deep.
Taedric winces from the strike, but smiles as he realizes that his opponent is swinging wildly afterward, Well, that's got to be helpful.. He raises the hammer, bleeding silver energy, even as his wolf once again lunges, trying to worry and pull down the golem.
and
for
for
for a possible extra slashing damage.
Sapphiria reaches out with a healing spell to keep Thrall fighting.
"Alorah! Arthas! I have this morningstar that should break right through their defense here!"
Smiling at the satisfying shriek of agony as her spell finds it mark, Alorah resumes attacking from inside, the golem's blind lurching making scoring a solid hit even harder.
Arthas grabs the Morning Star and swings it with all his might.
”By his will, break before me!”
”Release our angelkin holy sorceress!”
Round 6 Completed________________________
Kelden Sunblade These creatures were definitely a terrible foe to face. If only they had some way to... He cursed lowly the words coming out sounding certainly less harsh than they would from a crusader more versed in their use. He reached back for the hilt of the morningstar they had found in the gray garrison all those days ago. "Alorah! Arthas! I have this morningstar that should break right through their defense here!"
He called out trying to hold it out to someone better able to use the weapon while focusing on a spell of healing for Thrall.
Blood starts to form puddles in the ground under Thrall's feet. He doesn't seem to be bothered by it, though, instead focusing on dealing the perfect blow. Once and again, the sword causes bone splinters to fly around, carving a way to the demon that controls the infernal machine.
Spurred by the widening pool of his new-found comrade's blood, Grey drives his blade deep.
Taedric winces from the strike, but smiles as he realizes that his opponent is swinging wildly afterward, Well, that's got to be helpful.. He raises the hammer, bleeding silver energy, even as his wolf once again lunges, trying to worry and pull down the golem.
Sapphiria reaches out with a healing spell to keep Thrall fighting.
Cure moderate wounds: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (2, 1) + 7 = 10
Casting defensively; mythic power of faith's reach turns touch spell into a reach spell.
Smiling at the satisfying shriek of agony as her spell finds it mark, Alorah resumes attacking from inside, the golem's blind lurching making scoring a solid hit even harder.
Arthas grabs the Morning Star and swings it with all his might.
The Berbalang pilot 4 screamed its fury and threw itself on Thrall.
for a possible slashing damage plus Paralysis rounds, Fort save DC18 neg.
for a possible slashing damage plus Paralysis rounds, Fort save DC18 neg.
for a possible slashing damage plus Paralysis rounds, Fort save DC18 neg.
The Berbalang pilot 4 screamed its fury and threw itself on Arthas.
for a possible slashing damage plus Paralysis rounds, Fort save DC18 neg.
for a possible slashing damage plus Paralysis rounds, Fort save DC18 neg.
for a possible slashing damage plus Paralysis rounds, Fort save DC18 neg.
Round 7________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
Mythic Bless: (50ft radius; so should hit everyone) +1 morale bonus applies on attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, and all saving throws. Once during the spell’s duration, an affected creature can roll an attack roll or saving throw twice and take the higher result.
True.
Eyes streaming, the Berbalang pilot 4 screamed its fury and, even blind is able to throw itself on Arthas. It's as if it was able to feel his presence.
Bite vs Arthas: 1d20 + 10 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 10 + 3 = 15 for a possible 1d6 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 3 = 11 slashing damage plus Paralysis 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 rounds, Fort save DC18 neg. Normal attack.
Claw 1 vs Arthas: 1d20 + 9 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 9 + 3 = 13 for a possible 1d6 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 3 = 12 slashing damage plus Paralysis 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 rounds, Fort save DC18 neg. Auto miss.
Claw 2 vs Arthas: 1d20 + 9 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 3 = 25 for a possible 1d6 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 3 = 12 slashing damage plus Paralysis 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 rounds, Fort save DC18 neg. Auto miss.
Still on the ground, Alorah takes careful aim at the blinded creature, blasting it in the back with holy fire.
”There you are you miserable little demon! Prepare to be banished back to the abyss for another 1,001 years!”
Arthas quick-draws Radiance.
”Take THAT!”
”Aaaaaaand-THAT!”
”And THIS!”
Thrall is starting to pay the cost of heavy engagement, and with his blood his life slides through his wounds. He grins slightly when the golem is shattered, and braces himself to withstand the possession attempt, but he's caught by surprise when the demon decides to assault him physically instead.
Barely resisting the demon's attacks, he returns them back with might and trying to finish it for real.
Stepping up closer he focused again on providing aid to his companions, using the gifts of the Dawnflower to keep his friends in the fight. He touched the Stalwart Half orc in front of him letting the healing warmth was over him.
Tumbling through the rubble left by the construct's destruction, Grey slashes Thrall's opponent while simultaneously disquieting Arthas' 'dance-partner'
Round 7 complete________________________
Still on the ground, Alorah takes careful aim at the blinded creature, blasting it in the back with holy fire.
Arthas quick-draws Radiance.
”Take THAT!”
”Aaaaaaand-THAT!”
”And THIS!”
Thrall is starting to pay the cost of heavy engagement, and with his blood his life slides through his wounds. He grins slightly when the golem is shattered, and braces himself to withstand the possession attempt, but he's caught by surprise when the demon decides to assault him physically instead.
Barely resisting the demon's attacks, he returns them back with might and trying to finish it for real.
Stepping up closer he focused again on providing aid to his companions, using the gifts of the Dawnflower to keep his friends in the fight. Kelden touched the Stalwart Half orc in front of him letting the healing warmth was over him.
Tumbling through the rubble left by the construct's destruction, Grey slashes Thrall's opponent.
This battle is over.
What now?
Once there are no apparent enemies nearby, Thrall slowly relaxes, breathing heavily in an attempt to steam out the battle effort.
"Thank you folks. Without you I should have been dead several times."
Taedric releases the power crackling through him, the silver energy stops crackling over his body and he slumps slightly in the saddle from fatigue. "Fortunately, it didn't come to that," he says in a cheerful, though slightly winded, tone. He rubs the wolf's neck as he speaks, silently thanking his dearest companion for his aid.
”That was a nasty welcoming party. Let’s heal up and prepare to press on before the rest of the defenders have a chance to organize.”
The Paladin says while offering a hand to help Alorah up.
”M’Lady?”
"Cant take too long, we have about fifteen minutes before whatever vile spell here begins to regenerate all the dead we've slain so far. This building wasnt that big, it has to be close."
He said, taking a knee for a moment clutching his holy symbol to offer a quick prayer before getting himself ready. He slid his scimitar into its sheath and picked up the adamantine morningstar. It felt a bit strange in his hand but he knew how to use it, besides their new friends had been very capable so far.
Thrall stretches his muscles after receiving restoration. "Fifteen minutes? Let's get going, then. The place seems not big, but you never know how many levels it can have."
"As time is a premium, let's not tarry." Grey adds his voice to Thrall's, cleaning & sheathing his blade as he sidles warily towards the end of the chamber not decorated with artfully spattered still-fresh blood.
Accepting the hand up with a smile, Alorah picks up her crossbow, putting her mace back on the loop on her hip. "Thank you, Sir Arthas."
Loading a bolt into her weapon she nods. "Yes, let's get going, I'm sure everything in this place could hear the commotion destroying those things made, let's not give them more time to be ready than necessary."
Sapphiria takes a moment to cast another healing spell on Thrall, but nods at the sense of urgency, taking up her armaments to continue moving.
Taedric blinks, then asks, "Any way to do enough damage to these things so they can't be restored in 15 minutes? I really don't wanna have to fight our way out as well as in."
"I would say our best chance is to find the source and destroy it before the regeneration can begin. Taking the extra time to destroy these, will bring back the entire graveyard outside." Alorah says after a moment of thought.
He led the way further into the rooms intent on finishing this before the regeneration could continue.
"Its as miss Alorah said, if we can find the source and dispell it, the undead that have fallen will remain so."
Pressing further inward, the darkness retreated reluctantly, but before Radiance it had no choice. And after turning a corner the heroes came to the middle of the mausoleum, and the darkness fled.
Overhead, the roof had been broken and removed, revealing the oppressive sight of Groetus in the sky above you; the psychic weight of it overhead nearly unbearable.
Before you on the floor was the most intricate Magic Circle any of you had ever seen before. Two circles, one inside the other, with glyphs of power written in Abyssal blazed forth in an intense red glow.
Inside that, lines stretched back and forth to form an eight pointed star, the lines glowing an intense orange.
The innermost circle inside that shone in an incandescent yellow.
And in the very center, you saw a shallow three foot diameter basin filled with some kind of silvery liquid. The image it held was of Groetus, though in a somehow more clear image than that of the one overhead.
Drawn to sigils and symbols as she is, Alorah is immediately drawn into the study of the intricate circle, everything else fades away as she focuses on understanding its purpose, and how to undo it.
Taedric whistles, "Well, that certainly seems like a font of evil... I mean, if you'd have asked me before we got here to describe one, it would probably look a lot like that."
Sapphiria takes a moment to help restore Thrall's drained health but acquiesces to the need for speed.
"Thank you, Sapphiria."
The evil circle they find afterwards brings some nasty memories to Thrall. He instinctively takes his hand to the marks left in his body that day, and wonders what would be the purpose of this one right here.
"I don't know much of these. I heard breaking the circle sometimes works, but the source I heard it from was not an expert."
”Let me know if I can make it undone Alorah.”
As you approach the circle for a better view, you feel a pressure pushing back against you. Much like the flow of water in a surf or river situation, and the closer you get, the more difficult it is to move towards it; until you cannot approach it closer than fifteen feet.
The outermost ring is the thickest, and inscribed with Abyssal glyphs.
You realize that this anchors the spell Antipathy. Eight times. Once for each ethos (alignment) excepting only the Chaotic and Evil.
This defense is difficult, but not unbeatable if you can boost your willpower up enough.
The middle circle will be much more difficult, as it anchors a Wall of Force there. It would be near impossible to beat, since you don't have a rod of absorption or a disintegrate spell; but if you can get someone who can overcome Hardness 30 (however difficult), you may be able to break through with main force.
The interior spell is difficult to understand; you are pretty sure it's purpose is to hold something powerful in. You don't see any way to defeat it's mythic level power... But the anchoring inlaid designs complexity might also be a weakness; if you can compromise it somehow.
He stood looking at the circle merely shaking his head. It appeared he should have spent more time studying magics in the temple and less scripture. He glanced to Alorah hoping she had the answer for how to solve this puzzle.
"Same here Thrall same here. It seems layered, im not sure the one casting I have to dispell it will work on all the layers."
"Layered doesn't even begin to describe it." Alorah mutters in amazement. "As this is, it's also a thing of beauty, almost mythic in complexity and power. See the outermost ring? That stacking of Abyssal glyphs is the anchor for an Antipathy spell, replicated eight times until only the most twisted and chaotic souls can pass through unharmed. It would require multiple dispelling or a practically unassailable will."
She pauses to catch a breath and continues on, eyes glittering with fascination. "The next part will be really hard to deal with. The middle circle anchors a Wall of Force near impossible to beat, without a rod of absorption or a disintegrate spell, though watching how hard some of you hit those golems, it's possible to break through with raw force."
"If we can get past that...well the inner circle....it's a binding of some kind, the type of powerful magic that you only read about in legends and myths. But as intricate as it is, it might be possible that even something small could screw it up. Oh, and the binding is keeping something in."
”I have been granted the ability to cut through any physical resistance, though I can only channel that power a few times a day. With my arm guided by Ragathiel and Radiance in my hand it should be possible if my mortal shell can hold.”
Sir Arthas says with furvor!
Sapphiria puts away sword and shield and snaps her fingers. She mimes an invisible wall in front of her, then kneels down and makes a scooping motion at the floor, duck-walks forward, stands up and taps the "invisible wall" behind her. She cocks her head questioningly.
When Arthas makes his pronouncement she bobs her head slightly and gives a small shrug as if to say "or that."
"Hmm...that is a good point Sapphira! If we can affect the earth and stone under the wall of force that might be the easiest way to circumvent it." Alorah says after a moment of putting together Sapphira's suggestion.
"Well better we get to it!"
Th half-orc looks at the couple with doubt. "You mean digging?"
”Perhaps Thrall. Alorah shall help us figure this one out. She can see the weave we can’t.”
Arthas stands back, his arms folded across his chest patiently while the magical types determined the best path forward.
He reviews his knowledge of engineering hoping he may know something that might help.