Dungeon Master S's "Giantslayer" AP (Inactive)

Game Master Chris Marsh

Hamilton rears back for the charge of his life as Raen directs her minions. Elementals close in on the dragon and his rider.

Akazerath slams his razor sharp teeth on the first elemental to approach:
AoO: 1d20 + 29 - 5 ⇒ (20) + 29 - 5 = 44 THREAT
AoO: 1d20 + 29 - 5 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 29 - 5 + 4 = 37 for DMG: 8d6 + 66 ⇒ (6, 1, 5, 6, 4, 6, 2, 2) + 66 = 98

Volstus himself in turn swings his blade at the tan elemental:
AoO: 1d20 + 33 ⇒ (5) + 33 = 38 for DMG: 3d6 + 31 ⇒ (3, 5, 2) + 31 = 41

The elementals swing their primal fists at the pair.

None of them connect, though three of the mirror images vanish! Elementals within 10' take Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 6

The massive cone of cold pierces the dragon's resistance: REF: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31 The dragon dodges the worst of it and barely seems affected. It clearly prepared for such a spell. Some of the wall vanishes from the cold.

Volstus REF: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 13 + 2 = 28 the Storm Tyrant also avoids the worst of it.

ROUND VII:

The grey elemental survives just long enough to get bit by dragon tooth and icy blast, and returns to its home plane an instant later. The others weather blows to get in close.

Pig edges into the tower (5' step) and takes aim at the bull thing.

1st attack:
attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
1d6 + 21 ⇒ (4) + 21 = 25
2nd attack
attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23
3rd attack
attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 27
1d6 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19
4th attack
attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14
1d6 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20
haste
attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (20) + 23 = 43threat
1d6 + 21 ⇒ (6) + 21 = 27

attack (confirm?): 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27
2d6 + 42 ⇒ (3, 3) + 42 = 48

Whistle Pig unloads with everything he's got. Despite the ypotryll's lack of attention to defense, the halfling finds a hard target to hit. Still he socre a pair of hits. One of which seems perfectly placed. The creature doesn't fall though!

ROUND VII:

Ushyle stops his movement just above the ypotryll, turning off his bane for now and striking at the porcine threat.

Milani's Thorn, Power Attack/Furious Focus, divine favor, good hope/heroism, attacking from invisible, haste, higher ground.

hack: 1d20 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 40
slash: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 ⇒ (2, 2) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (5, 6, 5, 6, 4, 1) = 57

Ushyle attacks from his position of advantage, cutting the creature across the back.

A cacophony of warcries rises up from below as a dozen orc guards finally reach the field of battle. The two orc leaders, now part of a full team, close in on Doxon and try to tear him off his magical steed:

Black Double Axe: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (2) + 18 = 20
Red Double Axe: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (8) + 18 = 26
But neither connects and only one comes close.

ROUND VII:

Challenge accepted, Doxon gives a quick nod to Torag and then unleashes the same fury that felled two cloud giants onto the hapless orc captains.

Swift action to activate Sacred Armor
Will focus on Black, then Red

Thunderbolt, TWF: 1d20 + 22 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 22 + 4 + 1 = 29
Damage: 3d6 + 12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2, 3, 5) + 12 + 4 + 2 = 28

Thunderbolt, TWF: 1d20 + 17 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 17 + 4 + 1 = 36
Damage: 3d6 + 12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6, 3, 2) + 12 + 4 + 2 = 29

Thunderbolt, TWF: 1d20 + 12 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 12 + 4 + 1 = 29
Damage: 3d6 + 12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2, 1, 4) + 12 + 4 + 2 = 25

Agrimmosh, TWF: 1d20 + 19 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 19 + 4 + 1 = 31
Damage: 3d6 + 9 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6, 1, 5) + 9 + 4 + 2 = 27

Agrimmosh, TWF: 1d20 + 14 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 4 + 1 = 32
Damage: 3d6 + 9 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5, 1, 5) + 9 + 4 + 2 = 26

Rend: 1d10 + 7 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 4 + 2 = 17

Doxon, favored of Torag, rips into the orc chieftain. In just a few seconds its all over. The hammer opens with a downward swing that crushes the orc's weapon arm. The follow through leads to a sing resulting in broken ribs. Then a leg. Then the Hammer of Unmaking breaks a neck. The orc is dead in the time it takes for a single beat of the heart.

ROUND VII:

Vael draws upon the elemental spirits of nature, harnessing lightning into a chain of arcing energy that he launches into the orcish back ranks!
Chain Lightning. Primary target is Grey, and secondary is... the 10 other orcs. Reflex DC is 2 lower for the secondary targets
Chain Lightning, DC 23 Reflex: 15d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 3, 1, 6, 5, 5, 5, 1, 3, 2, 3, 6, 1, 3) = 54

He then moves closer to Doxon, hoping to heal the warpriest.

His air elemental moves closer to the wall of fire, but stops short with the other elementals blocking the way to a foe.

Lykophos moves closer to the massive pig creature, once more hurling dream powder to hopefully incapacitate a foe.
Dream Powder on the Ypotryll. DC 21 Will save or fall asleep as per Deeper Slumber. No HD limit.

No rolls needed....

With a single spell Vael electrocutes the entire orcish guard! Only the lone orc remains. The ooze smell of the lightning, quickly filling the tower.

Will: 1d20 + 9 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 6 = 28 Lykophos tries to bring an end to the ypotryll threat, but the crazed beast resists the spell!

ROUND VII:

Akazerath looks down the hall and summons forth a a fog so thick that it impedes movement within the tower. Anything under the area is under the effects of a Solid Fog Spell.

With the time it buys, Volstus mops up on the elementals: Order of targets: Tan, Blue, Fire

ATK 1: 1d20 + 38 - 5 ⇒ (5) + 38 - 5 = 38 for DMG: 3d6 + 31 ⇒ (4, 1, 3) + 31 = 39
ATK 2: 1d20 + 33 - 5 ⇒ (18) + 33 - 5 = 46 for DMG: 3d6 + 31 ⇒ (1, 2, 6) + 31 = 40
ATK 3: 1d20 + 28 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 28 - 5 = 31 for DMG: 3d6 + 31 ⇒ (6, 6, 5) + 31 = 48
ATK 4: 1d20 + 23 - 5 ⇒ (11) + 23 - 5 = 29 for DMG: 3d6 + 31 ⇒ (5, 6, 2) + 31 = 44

Frothing at the mouth, the ypotryll charges Vael Provokes an AoO from Ushyle. GORE: 1d20 + 31 + 4 - 5 ⇒ (13) + 31 + 4 - 5 = 43 for DMG: 4d8 + 25 ⇒ (4, 3, 2, 4) + 25 = 38

ROUND VIII:

Ham charges the war pig!

Heartspit Power Attack Charge!1d20 + 22 ⇒ (2) + 22 = 24

The darn thing's hide is too thick!

pig continues to press the attack on the pigdog
1st
attack!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (3) + 21 = 24

2nd
attack!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (5) + 21 = 26

3rd
attack!: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (11) + 18 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (3) + 21 = 24

4th
attack!: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22

Haste
attack!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

Milani's Thorn, Power Attack/Furious Focus, divine favor, good hope/heroism, attacking from invisible, haste, higher ground.

hack: 1d20 + 18 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 18 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 34
slash: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 ⇒ (2, 6) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (4, 5, 5, 1, 1, 4) = 54

Ushyle cuts the massive creature as it leaves. Though it leaves a long trail of blood, the creature doesn't fall!

ROUND VIII:

Ushyle chases the pig-beast.

Milani's Thorn, Power Attack/Furious Focus, divine favor, good hope/heroism, attacking from invisible, charge, haste, higher ground.

hack: 1d20 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 45
slash: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (2, 3, 5, 4, 6, 1) = 52

Whistle Pig slowly pushes his way to the edge of the cloud. Hamilton charges forth, but can't push his way through the ypotryll's defenses with a sharp enough angle to connect. Ushyle keeps pace with the ypotryll though, and seizes the opening. He finally makes a cut on a major artery. It's enough to overwhelm the massive beast!

Finally the ypotryll falls with a crash. The blood and bodies in the tower begin to make movement treacherous. The tower in the NW is now difficult terrain.

ROUND VIII:

Now hidden from the dragon by its own spell, but still able to see and hear through her projection, Raen takes comfort as the cloying mists close in. She shouts into the tower with all her might, in the tongue of the Dwarves. "Tight quarters in the Gallery! There is a breach in the tower wall, one level below! Hurry, and you can strike the tyrant's rear! I cannot delay them long..."

Still, she does her best. An encasing spell the projection slings at the dragon.

SR Check: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21

Doubt that will do, but just in case: Icy Prison, DC 24 Reflex partial. Helpless on a failed save, encased in ice 15 inches thick. Hardness 0, HP 45. On a successful save, dragon gains entangled condition. Either way, 15 points of cold damage per round. Break DC 30.

An instant later, the projection slings another spell... on the Orb of Dragonkind! The orb suddenly becomes slick with oil, and slippery in the hand!

QUICKENED GREASE on the Orb of Dragonkind. DC 21 Reflex save or drop the orb. I believe this save must be made every round, but the text is a bit contradictory and I could be wrong.

Volstus cuts down another elemental, but takes three swings to do so. The remaining two continue to pummel the dragon, which Raen hopes will soften its defenses for the cavalry.

Blue Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 23
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (8, 3) + 9 + 8 = 28
Blue Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 35
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (5, 5) + 9 + 8 = 27

Fire Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 25 - 2 = 41
Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (2, 8) + 10 = 20
Fire Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 25 - 2 = 36
Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (6, 7) + 10 = 23

Raen, playing a gambit, tries to encase the red dragon in ice, but her spell fizzles in the face of the dragon.

Volstus REF: 1d20 ⇒ 5 With a word from Raen, the Orb of Red Dragonkind slips from the Storm Tyrant's fingers. Akazerath gives a triumphant roar that shakes the walls. Volstus's eyes flash fear for a split second.

I'm ruling that the orb will fall and roll as a missed improvised weapon, splashed object. The orb weighs 5 lb and has a range increment of 10'. I'm also going to say that it falls a distance equal to two range increments. So: Direction: 1d8 ⇒ 4. Orb is now on the map.

The orb hits the floor with a thud and rolls 20 feet northwest. Akazerath's eyes turn to the orb....

The elementals completely miss, but their assault is enough to bring down the last of the mirror images. Image: 1d3 ⇒ 1 Image: 1d2 ⇒ 1 Air elemental takes Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 5

The remaining orc, unable to see what just transpired, at least seeks a noble death. He hacks at Doxon, hoping to take at least one hero with him:
Double Axe 1: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23
Double Axe 2: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
Double Axe 3: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (8) + 16 = 24
But his spirit breaks with his misses.

ROUND VIII:

Elated, and more than a little shocked, Raen shouts an urgent plea to Akazerath in Draconic.

"AKAZERATH!!! IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIBERTY, BATHE THE ORB IN YOUR DRAGONFLAME!!!"

Vael gapes. "That won't work, Raen! It's an artifact!"

He then calls to Lykophos. "If you can get the orb, please do it. We cannot let it fall back in Volstus' hands!"

The shaman then moves and with an invocation to the Spirits of Life releases a burst of positive enery that washes over Doxon, Hamilton, and Ushyle.
Channel Positive Energy: 8d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 5, 2, 6, 5, 4, 4) = 30

"I will, Vael. But the others had best be along quickly!"

She snaps her fingers, and the motes of stardust hanging around her coalesce.
Swift action. Lykophos has concealment for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds

The cynosoma then pushes through the fog, spying the orb on the floor. With the magical haste helping her she flies forward, tumbling forward and stopping once she's atop the Orb of Dragonkind!
Acrobatics to Tumble: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (12) + 22 = 34

With the ypotryll dead, Vael washes the tower in a burst of positive energy, providing some succor for the Heroes of Trunau.

Lykophos does her best to get to the orb. She tries to close distance to the Orb, but can't avoid Akazerath's wrath. "NO ONE GETS THAT ORB!" The dragon snarls as it bites at her. The dragon has no problem pinpointing the cynosoma as she approaches: AoO: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (9) + 25 = 34 for DMG: 4d6 + 30 ⇒ (6, 1, 5, 3) + 30 = 45. The teeth cut through her defenses, leaving massive wounds, but Lykophos stands firm.

ROUND VIII:

Hearing Raen's shouts, as well as Vael and Lykophos's exchange, Doxon ignores the orc and gallops the phantom steed forth, pushing through the dense fog to the other side, emerging next to Whistle Pig.

Taking quick stock of the situation, Doxon leans to the side, falling off the steed, landing with a thud on the stone castle floor. Taking Falling Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Doxon rises up on one elbow, staring down the hallway at the biggest dragon he's ever seen. He is finally able to lay eyes on the foe they've shed so much blood and tears to defeat. With a grin, Doxon says a quick prayer to Torag and slams his palm into the stone floor.

Cast Stone Shape

A ripple courses down the hallway from his hand to the Orb. As it reaches the orb, the stone floor rises up into a narrow slide, guiding the Orb down the hallway to his waiting hand.

Miss v. Lykophos: 1d100 ⇒ 44

Hearing the shouts of what just transpired, Doxon abandons his duel AoO: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (19) + 16 = 35 but lets his armor do the work and denying the only hope the orc had left.

He spills off his steed on the other side and builds a ramp to snatch the Orb

Everyone in the gallery looks on in shock as the ramp sets the Might Orb of Dragonkind on a path like a game of skittles! Even Volstus is completely confused by what is happening!

With absolute fury, Akazerath lashes out at every living creature within reach....

Starting with Volstus:

Bite: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (12) + 25 = 37 MISS

Then the elementals:

Right claw v. Fire: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (1) + 25 = 26 MISS
Right Wing v. Fire: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (9) + 23 = 32 for DMG: 2d6 + 14 ⇒ (3, 1) + 14 = 18

Left claw v. Air: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (1) + 25 = 26 MISS
Left Wing v. Air: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29 for DMG: 2d6 + 14 ⇒ (3, 1) + 14 = 18

Then Lykophos:
Miss: 1d100 ⇒ 20 AUTOMISS

The dragon roars in absolute frustration at its impotence in the moments after it breaks free.

Volstus understands what's at stake and immediately dismounts Cannot fail a Fast Dismount Ride check, rushing towards the orb

AoO from Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (1) + 25 = 26 "DAHAK!!!!!! WHY HAST THOU FORSAKEN ME?"

He can get to the Orb faster than anyone.... Anyone except Renfal.

The ghostly giant appears near the ceiling of the gallery. His unquiet ire turns on the Storm Tyrant.

"Usurper! Traitor! I shall see you undone for what you have wrought!" Renfal begins to play a haunting and obsessive melody on his ghostly lyre! Volstus now suffers a -2 on d20 rolls and damage rolls!

Renfel nods to the heroes who can see him, thankful for the opportunity to make up for his fate.

ROUND IX:

not seeing what's going on but knowing something rather interesting is happening in the hall, he tries to clear the field of battle before moving on.

1st
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (9) + 25 = 34
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27

2nd
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (8) + 25 = 33
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (5) + 23 = 28

3rd
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (9) + 20 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27

4th
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26

Haste
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (13) + 25 = 38
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

"No." Raen's stern chorus of voices cuts through the chaotic scramble she unleashed, piercing like a knife of chilling ice, commanding an end. "No more. We finish this, blade against blade, tooth against tooth, spell against spell. This evil device will play no further part, until our conflict is done."

Her projection touches the flagstone at its many feet. A ripple in the stone follows the wave that Doxon sent only seconds ago, moving towards the orb.

And suddenly a hole in the stone opens before the rolling orb, swallowing it whole, and then closing ominously shut.

Stone Shape of my own, with the intent of burying the Orb within the Gallery's flagstone floor, as deep as I am able. I have 25 cubic feet to work with, so I figure I can bury it at least 5' deep once accounting for the small trace to the orb, the orb's diameter, the stone needed for the opening, and the stone needed for the closing.

Catching a moving (and Greased) object is difficult, so I am including a ranged touch attack (to aim the spell at the right spot) and a Reflex save (to catch the orb) to pull this off successfully. For reference, the DC to pick up the Orb is currently Reflex 21.

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Reflex Save: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

Not released from their orders, both of Raen's remaining elementals harry their foes. They take swings at Volstus as makes a break for his salvation.

Blue AoO @ Volstus: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 33
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (5, 8) + 9 + 8 = 30

Fire AoO @ Volstus: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 25 - 2 = 37
Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (2, 2) + 10 = 14 plus Burn: 2d10 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5

Then they continue to exchange blows with the dragon.

Blue Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 26
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (1, 1) + 9 + 8 = 19
Blue Slam @ Akzerath: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 31
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (1, 3) + 9 + 8 = 21

Fire Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 25 - 2 = 27
Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (8, 5) + 10 = 23 plus Burn: 2d10 ⇒ (5, 2) = 7
Fire Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 25 - 2 = 40
Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (6, 8) + 10 = 24 plus Burn: 2d10 ⇒ (6, 4) = 10

Notes: Hamilton's Divine Favor runs out after this turn. I have forgotten about the Wall of Fire for a couple of rounds, so: Blue Fire Damage: 4d4 ⇒ (3, 1, 2, 2) = 8.

Hamilton looks around and see's Piggie peppering the orc with bullets.

That's handled... Okay...

Then the roars of both Volstus and The Dragon shake the tower and Hamilton knows where the action is.

Let's go, girl. It's time, he says and then clicks his tongue and spurs Sammi up and through the fog. They emerge from the fog in the air, skirting the ceiling and staring straight ahead at the Lord of Storms, The Tyrant, and a flaming engine of destruction older than the kingdoms and countries below.

Get ready, Sammi. We're gonna make this one hurt.

The Divine Favor wears off, but that doesn't matter. It changes nothing. Ham readies the lance.

Fighting defensively as a standard for the bonus AC. Haste gives us enough move to climb to 20' high, putting our cube just at the ceiling. We are DIRECTLY above Doxon. I just put us in the wall to let Doxon have access to his pogs.

The orc has total cover from Whistle Pig where he was, so I moved him to a point with line, but this means only one attack:

Whistle Pig lines up a shot on the orc, drilling him in the head from between the remaining parts of Raen's wall. It's a heavy wound and the orc relishes the thought that it can still fight someone.

Raen swallows the orb, which gives yet another cry from both dragon and giant. None of her elementals connect with any of their targets.

Meanwhile, Hamilton moves in to prepare for the hardest fight of his life....

ROUND IX:

Ushyle guides Rosewind over the fog and into the hallway. Almost by instinct, he takes the measure (study target, swift) of Akazerath and of the Storm Tyrant — You appear much less confident without a dragon as your unwilling slave! he jeers to Volstus in Jotun — and strategically stops well shy of a full attack from the giant foe.

Knowing what is to come, he steels himself and Milani's Thorn. He is sure the dragon can see him and Rosewind, but he has some small hope that Volstus cannot. Ready action to attack Volstus should he come into melee range. He will (hopefully) stop a charge.

Ushyle also enters the hall. Suddenly it's REALLY crowded. Alone now with only Vael and an orc, Whistle Pig finds himself on the receiving end of a running orc Run action, not a charge

ROUND IX:

Vael shrinks down, the righteous might granted by his armor wearing off for the day. He nonetheless flies toward the fog cloud, then turns to see the orc harrying Whistle Pig. "No That won't do."

Calling upon the Spirits of Nature, he conjures a blast of ice cold power, letting it swirl around and toward the orc!
Cone of Cold, Reflex DC 23: 15d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 4, 1, 6, 1, 6, 3, 5, 4, 4, 3, 4, 3, 2) = 55
Aimed such that it only catches the orc

With the orb now out of the way, Lykophos chuckles. "I'm really glad I rushed forward to get here now."

She then throws dream powder at Volstus, hoping that he'll decide that dreaming is a better option than fighting.
DC 21 Will save or suffer the effects of Deeper Slumber

The cynosoma then tumbles back through her allies, looking to get distance and give space for the warriors.
Acrobatics (Tumble): 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (14) + 22 = 36

REF: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 The orc chieftain tries to duck the spell, but the fantastically cold ice rips through him. Nevertheless, he stands up ready for more after the spell passes.

REF: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (20) + 21 = 41 Lykophos tries for an easy victory, but Volstus isn't so easily defeated.

she tries to clear her way out, but both of the enemy are the quicker:
Akazerath Miss: 1d100 ⇒ 64 AoO v. Flatfooted - Bite: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (10) + 25 = 35 for DMG: 4d6 + 30 ⇒ (2, 6, 6, 4) + 30 = 48
Volstus Miss: 1d100 ⇒ 34 AoO Falcata v. Flatfooted: 1d20 + 34 ⇒ (8) + 34 = 42 for DMG: 3d6 + 32 ⇒ (4, 6, 1) + 32 = 43

Both connect. Even with the damage blunted, the wounds take their toll.

ROUND IX:

Doxon stands and tries to get back in the saddle again.

Ride, DC 20: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 5 + 2 = 18

He unfortunately has trouble getting his foot in the stirrup and struggles a bit to get his leg over the saddle.

Doxon, in a room that is now a charnel house, tries to quickly reenter the fray, but is a bit slower than he wants to be.

Meanwhile Renfal continues to break and twist Volstus's concentration with his ghostly magic.

Ignoring the elementals, Akazerath finally lets fly with his fiery breath. AoOs from the elementals. It catches Volstus, Renfal, Ushyle, fake Raen, and Lykophos. REF DC is 27.

The fire fills the hall bathing everything in ludicrously hot flame: FIRE DMG: 16d10 ⇒ (8, 6, 7, 2, 8, 2, 2, 3, 3, 7, 1, 6, 7, 5, 7, 10) = 84. In his haste the dragon jams himself into a confined space. Akazerath is squeezing.

Volstus: 1d20 ⇒ 3 Without the Orb of Red Dragonkind, Volstus has lost ALL his protection from fire. Full damage.

Renfal: 1d20 ⇒ 7 Even the ghost seems scared of the fire. Volstus doesn't turn on the dragon, he instead fights his way forward and Renfal is the first target:
ATK 1: 1d20 + 34 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 34 - 2 = 39 for Half DMG: 3d6 + 29 ⇒ (4, 6, 2) + 29 = 41
ATK 2: 1d20 + 29 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 29 - 2 = 39 for Half DMG: 3d6 + 29 ⇒ (1, 3, 1) + 29 = 34
ATK 3: 1d20 + 24 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 24 - 2 = 29 for Half DMG: 3d6 + 29 ⇒ (1, 3, 6) + 29 = 39
ATK 4: 1d20 + 19 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 19 - 2 = 18 MISS

ROUND X:

Reflex save: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (13) + 17 = 30
Lykophos manages to avoid the worst of the dragon's breath, the magical protection provided by Raen further shielding her.
12 damage to Lykophos

DC 27 Refl: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20 resist fire 30, but still, ouch.

Turn pending.

This immediate action triggers when Hamilton charges.

As Ham and Sammi begin their vicious charge versus Volstus, Ushyle instinctively spurs Rosewind in to action, synchronizing a charge to match theirs in timing and ferocity.

Milani's Thorn, Power Attack/Furious Focus, divine favor, good hope/heroism, attacking from invisible, greater bane, charge, haste.

Coordinated Charge: 1d20 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 44
dmg: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 + 4d6 ⇒ (3, 6) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (6, 4, 4, 5, 3, 2) + (5, 2, 5, 5) = 76

As this is an immediate, I should still get my full turn. But I want to let Ham's charge happen before I take it.

Focused through her double's eyes, Raen instinctively flinches from the flood of dragonflame, before her conscious thought takes over and remembers this projected self cannot feel the heat. She makes a mental note observing that Volstus himself comes away with burns on his skin, but judges that her time, for this moment at least, is better spent stripping the dragon of its many defenses.

With several waves of the Varisian's many hands, a shuttle brimming with disjunctive energy rips through Akazerath's carefully woven tapestry of spells.

Targeted Greater Dispel Magic @ Akazerath, Dispel Check: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (15) + 15 = 30

Greater Dispel Magic undoes up to 3 spells of CL 19 or less, starting with the highest level spells. The spell does not require an SR check.

Ham grips Heartspit in both hands and to Volstus, it must seem that the hippogriff and knight emerge from the flames themselves. As soon as the dragon breath dies, Hamilton and Sam are on him.

Heartspit, Charging, 2H Power Attack, Flanking:1d20 + 33 ⇒ (11) + 33 = 44, Damage on Hit:6d6 + 90 + 2d6 ⇒ (3, 3, 6, 2, 6, 2) + 90 + (5, 2) = 119

From the other side, the elementals continue to press the attack against Akazerath.

Blue AoO @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 19
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (2, 1) + 9 + 8 = 20

Fire AoO @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 25 - 2 = 43 THREAT Confirm: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (16) + 23 = 39 confirmed?
Damage: 4d8 + 20 ⇒ (8, 7, 8, 2) + 20 = 45 plus Burn: 2d10 ⇒ (9, 4) = 13 (immune)

Note: these AoOs occur before Raen's GDM spell, so any magical defenses that spell undoes would still apply.

When the dragon squeezes into the hallway, both elementals file forward, the fire below and the wind above, to press the beast's back flank.

I think this is a 5' step (15' reach) but if not remove the second attack from each and Akazerath gets an AoO against Blue. Blue is directly above Fire on the map (jittered for visibility only).

Blue Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 25
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (4, 1) + 9 + 8 = 22
Blue Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 23 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 23 - 4 - 2 = 18 AUTOMISS
Damage: 2d8 + 9 + 8 ⇒ (2, 1) + 9 + 8 = 20

Fire Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 25 - 2 = 39
Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (3, 5) + 10 = 18 plus Burn: 2d10 ⇒ (8, 2) = 10 (immune)
Fire Slam @ Akazerath: 1d20 + 25 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 25 - 2 = 29
Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (6, 6) + 10 = 22 plus Burn: 2d10 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2 (immune)

EDIT: Wall of Fire: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5

The elementals do their best to maintain pressure on the dragon, as the heroes' grip begins to tighten. The fire elemental scores a solid hit.

Raen's spell has an immediate effect on Akazerath, for all to see. The dragon slows down to normal speeds, and it's scales lose their stone-like sheen. Finally, the flames that had engulfed its entire body are snuffed out, though the air near it still shimmers with heat.

The elementals keep up the pressure. Akazerath snaps at one of them on the way in: AoO v. Blue: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (15) + 25 = 40 for DMG: 4d6 + 30 ⇒ (5, 2, 6, 6) + 30 = 49. Another elemental gets a hit, but even without Stoneskin the attack is muted.

On the other side Renfal gives a wide and ghostly smile. Emerging through him comes a very visible Hamilton and Sammi as well as an invisible Ushyle. Despite his extreme combat training, Volstus can't seem to capitalize on Hamilton, and doesn't even see Ushyle.

The wounds are terrible and the giant gasps in surprise and shock. Only the strongest, toughest giants in all of history could continue to fight.

Volstus continues to fight!

"Fool of a dragon! They'll kill us both! There are more than I can see!"

"More than YOU can see." comes the retort.

ROUND X:

Ushyle can't help but smile slightly as the desperate Storm Lord tries to bargain with the dragon he enslaved. Akazerath will almost certainly turn on the party soon enough, of course. But for now, Volstus. The half-elf continues his assault.

Milani's Thorn, Power Attack/Furious Focus, divine favor, good hope/heroism, attacking from invisible, greater bane, haste.

primary: 1d20 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 40
dmg: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 + 4d6 ⇒ (5, 2) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (3, 1, 6, 5, 2, 3) + (2, 5, 1, 2) = 63

secondary: 1d20 + 10 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 21
dmg: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 + 4d6 ⇒ (6, 2) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (2, 3, 6, 6, 6, 3) + (6, 5, 4, 2) = 77

tertiary: 1d20 + 5 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 5 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 31
dmg: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 + 4d6 ⇒ (6, 2) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (6, 5, 3, 5, 3, 3) + (2, 5, 1, 6) = 73

haste attack: 1d20 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 21 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 49
dmg: 2d6 + 21 + 3 + 2 + 6d6 + 4d6 ⇒ (5, 6) + 21 + 3 + 2 + (2, 1, 2, 1, 6, 2) + (2, 6, 5, 1) = 65

The still invisible Ushyle slashes once across the side of Volstus's neck. Blood flows freely.

He then slashes again, striking the gorget to his armor.

He slashes a third time, hitting the same strip of metal.

He slashes a fourth time, and scores a matching cut on the other side of the Storm Tyrant's neck.

Held by naught more than the spine itself, Volstus - mastermind of it all - falls dead to the stone floor of the sky castle. The diadem atop his head flashes. A singular shake of the castle is followed by a low grumble.

On the other side of the battle Whistle Pig giggles - for he knows what that sound was, it was the foiled dead man's switch to the bomb.

There's no time for victory though, as an old and enraged dragon continues to savagely exact vengeance on all who approach.

Ghostly tears fall from Renfal's spirit. He sobs in relief as his spirit passes to Pharasma's embrace.

ROUND X:

WP doesn't like that this orc is alive and he really doesn't like that the orc is so close. Knowing that magic keeps him concealed from small minded fools like this, simply gives a crooked smile and unloads on the dumb orc.

1st
attack: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (2) + 25 = 27
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

2nd
attack: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (16) + 25 = 41
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

3rd
attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (10) + 20 = 30
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (1) + 23 = 24

4th
attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (2) + 23 = 25

haste
attack: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (9) + 25 = 34
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

WP then takes a quick step back, hoping to confuse the orc as to where the attack came from.

It takes all of his sling stones, but Whistle Pig kills the final orc. He feels a sense of satisfaction (or hunger) that just sits deeper than most of his other victories.

He spends a moment thinking about it, but the roar of Volstus's death snaps him back to reality.

ROUND X: