Eyes widening as her silver blade actually causes a wound that lingers. Yep should have made one the men take this!
René grimaces as the tiny, winged creature starts to cast what is probably yet another summoning spell. He fingers the sling stuck in his belt, considering if he wanted to try to interrupt her. But on the other hand, others had hit her multiple times with seemingly little effect. And they were actually martially focused, unlike him. No, most likely I'll just end up missing and hitting an ally on the head.
He cautiously circles around to the base of the staircase and begins looking around for a creature to pop up.
Muttering a string of curses under his breath, Nimreass lines up another shot on the creatures wing, desperate to knock it out of the air.
Logar starts beating on the shrine, though his Flail attack is too careful so as not to accidentally break his own weapon, barely scratching the font.
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Tylur assumes a defensive stance fully focusing his efforts on evil otherworldly creature.
"Keep destroying the altar. Whatever this creature I will deal with it."
vs AC 20 Tylur
vs AC 14 Cordwin
vs AC 14 Tylur
Logar continues to smash the altar font, while Rene moves to the stairs and waits for the quasit spell to finish. Nimreass shoots a bolt, trying to damage a wing and force the creature down, but the bolt goes high and wide. Tylur swings at the lemure but misses. Cordwin continues to smash the altar font, while Aurora tries to damage the lemure again, but misses.
The lemure continues to attack Tylur, but it misses also, and then dissipates. A diseased rat appears next to Cordwin and tries to bite him, but misses. Erylium casts a spell and a ray springs from her hand and touches him, and Tylur feels weaker.
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As soon as the ray hits Tylur you watch as he shifts uncomfortably almost stumbling as if a heavy weight had been placed on his shoulders. His only response is to keep his focus on the creature before him.
A little surprised that the fairy creature only summoned a rat instead of another monstrosity, René laughs in short-lived relief. "Looks like she's runnin' outta tricks. Keep at 'er!"
"This is not what my weapons were made for... listen, you flying rat, you're coming down whether you want to or not!"
Logar runs towards Erylium, hopping onto the railing...
...and falls down, right on his butt.
Cordwin is surprised when the rat appears, and stops chipping the altar and squishes the rat with his hammer.
Nimreass does everything he can possibly think of, every trick of aiming his old weapons master taught him, breathing techniques and all before taking his next shot at the flying creature.
Watching Logar with a surprised look. Is he drunk? Moving forward with the intent to want to stab at the fly monstrosity while it is distracted by the drunk priest. Slinging her arm out and barely keeping her footing so close to the edge, "Damn it all!
A freakin 1 !!!!!
Erylium wounds continue to heal themselves, and rather than cast a spell she throws her dagger at Logar, laying on the floor, however she misses, but the dagger then reappears in her hand.
The rat now dead. Tylur replaces his spiked chain with his crossbow and loads a bolt. "One way or the other your time is dwindling you little imp!"
Cordwin continues to bash away at the altar. Me thinks your deity is not going to be happy that their altar is destroyed!
René is surprised, but pleased, when the fairy creature resorts to throwing daggers. "Haha, running low on ya little magicky shenanigans are ya?"
Nimreass takes a long deep breath, visibly trying to calm himself after his repeated failure to shoot the creature and tries again.
vs AC 18 Logar
Erylium throws her dagger at Logar as he stands, wounds the cleric, and magically as before the dagger returns to her hand. "Stop hitting the altar or I will kill you all!"
René lets out a short gaffaw at the creature's declaration. "Why doncha go over there an' say that to their face!" Despite the apparent bravado of the words, it then looks almost like he runs away as he heads towards Nimreass.
Damnit, I'm running out of things to hex! And I can't bring out the big guns until we find that blasted Tsuto.
Make me!
Cordwin says as he gleefully hits the altar again.
Logar braces for any future attacks from Erylium, dedicating most of himself to following her movements. A sliver of his attention falls on Nimreass, though.
An elf-born who can't even shoot? That's the only thing the blasted things are good at, killing others without staining their hands. Once we're out of this hole, I'll get myself a crossbow and show him how it's done.
Nimreass returns to muttering curses, apparently learning that he hadn't spent nearly enough time on the crossbow as he thought necessary.
vs AC 14 Cordwin
Logar, knowing he cannot do anything to Erylium till she is brought down, goes into total defensive mode. Rene moves back next to Nimreass, and casts guidance on him, hoping the half-elf will use the bonus to hit the creature. Nirmreass fires another bolt, and misses. Tylur fires a bolt, but it misses, so he reloads. Cordwin, taunts the flying creature, and continues to smash on the altar font. Aurora continues to stand by.
Screeching "you cannot hurt me, and I will kill you all!" this time she throws her dagger at Cordwin, and when it hits the bard, and returns to her hand, she cackles gloriously.
I need a ranged weapon if this is to be my fate. Feeling utterly useless and completely lost. Moving to try to mimic Logar and try to bring the beast down.
Do ye think yer dagger will kill me fore I destroy this Altar?
Cordwin asks as he continues to chip away.
He aims and fires again at the creature.
He explodes with an oath and sheathes his crossbow, ready to try jumping and stabbing the creature on his next turn.
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Now next to Nimreass, René cackles "Not much with the luck today?
Here, maybe rub Hadley's lucky feet. Always works fer me!" Without waiting for a response, he trusts the rabbit at the half-elf, brushing him as he does so.
Tylur aims his crossbow fires a bolt at the wicked creature.
vs AC 14 Cordwin - Just use bite this time.
Logar continues to concentrate on defending himself. Rene continues to cackle, extending the efficacy of his hexes, and gives some guidance to Nimreass, but the spell doesn't help him as his bolt goes even further off target. Cordwin smashes the altar font again, taunting Erylium, and this time the font cracks wide open, spilling the water onto the floor and ruining it. Aurora, tries to do what Logar attempted, but she also cannot hold her balance when she climbs onto the rail and falls to the floor below.
As the font fails, Erylium screeches and foolishly flies down to attack Cordwin directly with teeth and claws, and bites the bard.
Satisfied that the altar is destroyed and the creature is now at their level, Cordwin takes a swipe at her.
Cordwin is surprised when he actually hits the creature, but is disappointed when he doesn't leave a mark. He hopes one of the martial types comes over and helps him out.
Tylur immediately drops the crossbow and draws his spiked chain as he moves closer to the creature.
His spiked chain now in hand he stabs at the creature as it defends the destroyed altar.
"Yes!", the cleric exclaims in desperate triumph. "Thank the gods you're here, Cordwin!"
Logar rushes up the stairs and positions himself next to the dwarf, prepared to fill his space when he steps back.
Groaning at her foolishness. Reaching out to touch Logar before moving up the other stairs.
From way across the other side of the room, René cheers the other half of his companions on. "That's right! Ya gots him now!"
With the added "luck" of the strange man's rabbit he pulls out his crossbow for yet another attempt at shooting the flying creature, not targeting the wing but just the creature, hoping for any attack to hit.
"This isn't working. I can't hit the thing no matter what I try."
Logar rushes up the stairs and positions himself next to the dwarf, prepared to fill his space when he steps back.
And I am glad you're here! Cordwin says.
vs AC 14 Cordwin
Logar rushes up the stairs, to behind Cordwin exhorting the bard to move and thanking him for destroying the altar font. Rene casts guidance on Nimreass, and the half-elf tries to hit the creature, but the gods are not with him today and he misses. Tylur steps up, drawing his spiked chain and attacks the creature, now that it is at ground level, but he misses. Cordwin surprises himself as he attacks with his hammer, hits the creature, but is sad when the damage heals itself and the creature remains unwounded. He then takes a step back to allow Logar to get into the fray.
Erylium moves with Cordwin, since he is the one that destroyed the font and attacks with her claws and bite, with both claws raking the bard.
"Here we go, demon-spawn, prepare for some righteous pain!"
Having already seen how Erylium deftly dodged all of Nimreass' attacks, Logar chooses the accuracy of his flail over the possibly higher damage output of both weapons. To compensate, he calls a fraction of divine power to make the flail just a little bit sharper.
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Frustrated at the nimbleness of the creature Tylur changes tactics and attempts to wrap his chain about the small body of the creature with the hope that he can grapple it and throw it off balance enough to make for an easier target for the others.
René gives out a whoop. "You got'im now!"
Cordwin, seeing that Logar is in bad shape casts a cure light wounds on him.
He continues to taunt the creature. I destroyed your altar to your phony god!
He hopes that the fighter types can finish her off quickly.
With a growl of rage, Nimreass runs up to join the front line. He was always better at stabbing than at shooting.
Finishing her run to the rest of the group and touching Logar's shoulder.
"Ah, thanks Cordwin, Aurora, I really was getting a little beat. If you ever need me to return the favour, the Drunk Hero is generous with his healing magic."
vs DC 17
Logar swings his flail and connects solidly with Erylium, however as expected, it does not do as much damage as he had hoped. Rene, continues to cackle, extending the hexes, as well as casting guidance on Nimreass, who rushes up to the platform so he can wail on the creature soon. Tylur has had enough and uses his chain to try and grapple her, which succeeds but she takes a bit out of him for his efforts. Cordwin and Aurora both cast a healing spell on the badly wounded Logar who now looks remarkably better.
Erylium tries to break free of the grapple, but is unable to. However some of her wounds heal.