The half-elf takes advantage of his invisibility and moves adjacent, hoping to lay the remaining mummy low.
Ushyle calmly finds the perfect opening and uses his magical blade to amazing effect, cutting a swath of undead flesh from the monster.
Round 5:
Raen: Go
Hamilton: Go
Doxon: Go
Enemy: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Blue: Desecration: 41 No
Raen fires a barrage of forceful magic.
Meanwhile, the elemental strikes with heavy but poorly coordinated fists.
The magic missile rips into the giant, though the elemental can't connect.
Round 5:
Raen: Magic
Hamilton: Go
Doxon: Go
Enemy: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Blue: Desecration: 58 No
Doxon feels the chill of the mummy's blow but the fires of Torag's forge are not so easily quelled. Doxon returns the mummy's strike with a fury of his own.
The warpriest's attacks are not quite as effective as he regains his balance after the last barrage, but they still work. Once each his weapons shatter and pierce.
Round 5:
Raen: Magic
Hamilton: Go
Doxon: Hit
Enemy: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Blue: Desecration: 95 No
Acrobatics?
Ham is taken surprise by AJ's dissappearance, and falls flat on his face!
He stands up and thrusts with his larger-than-life spear.
Damage on Hit:
Ham falls, but immediately tries to stand. The temple servitor seizes the opening. for and
Round 5:
Raen: Magic
Hamilton: FORT
Doxon: Hit
Enemy: TBD
Whistle Pig: Go
Vael: Go
Ushyle: Go
Blue: Desecration: 95 No
Fort Save:
...Well, then.
Hamilton stands, and the hit from the temple servitor is overwhelming and beyond the pain and damage, it slows the roughrider down for rounds.
The temple servitor still sees Doxon as the greatest threat, especially with Hamilton slowed down. It slams both fists at the dwarf:
for and and
for and and
Round 5:
Raen: Magic
Hamilton: FORT
Doxon: Hit
Enemy: TBD
Whistle Pig: Go
Vael: Go
Ushyle: Go
Blue: Desecration: 95 No
One good hit, maybe two, should do it, Ushyle thinks. For good measure, he activates his bane ability versus undead.
Ushyle's righteous might is more than a match for the undead tied to this world.
In but a moment he cuts the remaining foe down!
Vael dismisses his summoned elemental, then calls out a chant to have the spirits reveal to him any auras of magic. He then looks over the remains of the daughter of Urgathoa.
Vael sees that the Goddess of Undeath has been kind to her erstwhile subjects:
Daughter:
Total of the servitors:
Raen studies the ring.
She also considers the corpse of Dybellos.
I'll say yes.
"They be magic, little one. And they be useful," Vael says, removing one and wiping the blood off it. He then takes off a headband of a similar make, dons the new one, and stows the old one.
"Now what?"
Ushyle nods in agreement at Vael's question, and in a few moments remembers that no one can see him. Vael has a point, he says. How can we make this fell devotee's death help our cause here?
The ring is a ring of protection +3!
Enlisting the aid of her stronger fellows, Raen positions the priestess and her undead minions to lean against each other, sitting up in triangle, in the center of the main room. She takes out the letter, marked up for clarity, and nails into the dead priestess's forehead. Tearing off a length of rag from the giant's robes, she soaks the cloth in the blood and ichor collecting on the floor and writes out, in Giantish blood-letters:
She steps back to survey her work and offers a brief nod. "The other doors, then?" she asks, eyes not moving from the picture.
"Aye. Let's do the western door. Whistle Pig, can ye do yer thing?"
Pig Approaches the door:
If not trapped he checks the door for sounds:
WP tries to pick the lock:
As everyone sets about their post-battle activities, Doxon notices that several of them, himself included, took a bit of a beating that last fight. He quickly gathers everyone around and summons his faith to reinvigorate his friends.
May the fires of Torag's forge warm your hearts and your bodies.
He then approaches the wounded with some additional healing.
The door yields no clue as to what's beyond. Whistle Pig finds no traps, so he opens the door.
The sickly sweet smell of blood and viscera is almost overpowering in this room. A long, giant-sized table rests against the west wall. A partially devoured human corpse lies on top of the table like a meal to be served, complete with an apple jammed in its mouth. The floor near the body is sticky with blood; elsewhere, hides and furs cover the floor.
Alone, eating a delicious meal in utter and total silence, is a lean figure. The giant is hairless and has smooth, milky white skin. A scythe gleams next to the giant’s hands....
Somehow it didn't hear the combat....
Round 1:
Ushyle: Go
Hamilton: Go
Raen: Go
Giant: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Raen takes in the horrific view, and considers how best to eviscerate its perpetrator.
Raen remembers the last time the party faced a tomb giant.
Ham is almost fully healed and he points Doxon to AJ for his final spell. Doxon heals the horse for 15.
He slides off AJ and runs full tilt to the tomb giant, stabbing with the comically large spear.
Attack!
Damage on Hit:
Before Raen can assess, Hamilton charges into the room. The sound of the hooves go silent as he crosses the threshold. The spear digs deep into the giant's side, but the screaming motion is silent.
Round 1:
Ushyle: Go
Hamilton: Charge!
Raen: Go
Giant: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Giant: 24
Raen grabs on to Doxon and Ushyle, and shunts them both (and herself) behind the giant.
Ushyle feels the tug in his stomach, more familiar than he'd like now, of Rae and her spell. He finds the rainbow bridge of Vael to be somewhat less unsettling — perhaps it's the comforting scent of hops and barley, reminiscent of simpler times in the Ramblehouse. It is somehow less disorienting than Raen's, perhaps becau...
...such philosophizing will need to come another time. There's work to be done. With a nod to the Varisian wizard, Ushyle gets to it.
Raen recalls that tomb giants are like most of their kin; slow of reflex and hale beyond belief.
Ushyle opens with a wicked slash across the thigh!
Round 1:
Ushyle: Hit
Hamilton: Charge!
Raen: Go
Giant: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Giant: 70
Raen commits herself to staccato movements and phrases, mimicking her more flowing spellcasting but not inviting an attack. A burst of gold explodes near the giant's eyes.
Raen draws and flashes her hopeknife in an effort to distract the giant.
Raen, for the first time in a long time draws a knife. Still, she manages to harry the giant for a moment before the giant turns her scythe on the chosen of Milani.
for
MISS
Round 1:
Ushyle: Hit
Hamilton: Charge!
Raen: Aid
Giant: ATK
Whistle Pig: Go
Vael: Go
Doxon: Go
Giant: 70
Vael waves his hands about, murmuring a chant to the Spirits of Nature. He finishes by snapping his fingers, and two balls of crackling electricity appear atop the giant!
Crossbow humming at the presence of a giant, Tulia loads a bolt, cranks, and pulls the trigger!
The giant dodges one ball, but steps directly into the other. Unfortunately Tulia's arrow fails to penetrate the giant's armor!
Round 1:
Ushyle: Hit FORT Save
Hamilton: Charge!
Raen: Aid
Giant: ATK
Whistle Pig: Go
Vael: Magic
Doxon: Go
Giant: 80
Seeing Ushyle suffer the blow from the creature, Doxon summons Torag's blessing; Agrimmosh begins to glow with golden light. Doxon then brings the mighty hammer to bear against it.
Swift action to activate Holy on Agrimmosh
Doxon uncharacteristically misses with all of his swings!
Round 1:
Ushyle: Hit FORT Save
Hamilton: Charge!
Raen: Aid
Giant: ATK
Whistle Pig: Go
Vael: Magic
Doxon: Miss
Giant: 80
Ushyle's body withstands the supernatural nature of the wound. Whistle Pig continues to struggle, though he does get a solid shot in, breaking something under the giant's armor.
Regardless, the giant seems plenty hale, and the scythe is ready to further reap.
Round 2:
Ushyle: Go
Hamilton: Go
Raen: Go
Giant: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Giant:102
Again Ushyle's blade cuts with the force of his will, heart, and faith. The giant nearly drops from the wound. The silence in the room makes the entire scene surreal, like it's playing out in a book more than real life....
Round 2:
Ushyle: Hit
Hamilton: Go
Raen: Go
Giant: TBD
Whistle Pig: TBD
Vael: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Giant:154
Raen flashes her hopeknife as menacingly as a modestly-sized Varisian woman can.
Hamilton jabs twice, looking to put this monster down.
Damage on Hit:
Damage on Hit:
Raen continues to brave the melee, but only for a second. Hamilton stabs the giant so hard that Raen has to duck from the follow through! With a silent fall, the giant bleeds out on the floor!
The giant apparently lived an aesthetic life. He carried nothing of value. After searching the room peacefully, it appears this room is used for little else beyond the macabre. There's nothing of value here.