Feral's Wardstone Patrol (Inactive)

Game Master Feral

Seelah moves forward as fast as possible. Double Move

Can anyone use the haste wand?

The goat-demon ignores the anglekin’s challenge and executes another prisoner.

Mrachni and Susan are up.

Susan you have last turn’s standard to chug a potion if you wanted.

Mrachni moves forward and heals some of his wounds, calling out to the bull demon, "You will face justice this day!"

Move to R20, spontaneously cast cure moderate wounds (sacrificing bull's strength), swift action Intimidate bull-demon.

CMW: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (6, 4) + 4 = 14
HP: 27/35

Intimidate: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

Susan Reflex: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 2 = 28
Susan’s Horse Reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Despite the burns, Susan fearlessly charges the bull-like demon with her exotic weapon.

Favored Enemy: 1d20 + 11 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 4 = 18
Damage: 1d10 + 14 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 14 + 4 = 27

The bull-demon is shaken by the orc’s fierce display but not enough to keep it from fending off Susan’s wild blow. It snorts sending musky smoke into the air before cleaving into the complicated dwarf with his own sword wreathed in hellfire. ”Muahahaha pathetic!”

Primary (minus shaken): 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 14 - 2 = 30
Damage plus Fire Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 10 + (5) = 16

Iterative: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 9 - 2 = 19
Damage plus Fire Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 10 + (5) = 19

Susan also needs a DC 21 fort save vs the smoke or she’s sickened. The smoke counts as a poison effect.

Titus and Seelah are up.

I forgotted my spiritual weapon last round.

Attack vs BD: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
... not that it matters.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Chug potion of Barkskin - +3 armor for lvl 7. HP adjusted.

Titus moves towards the goat demon, blade in hand.

Taking AC so it's 24 this round.

Rage, PA: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

1d10 + 1d6 + 19 ⇒ (4) + (2) + 19 = 25

Seelah continues to run forward, wishing she'd stayed on her horse or gotten some sort of haste buff.

Sudden faced with an angry aasimar, the goat-demon spins to meet his attack. The demon’s weapon is caked with crusader blood which it flicks at Titus before striking back.

Halberd: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Damage: 1d10 + 4 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 6 = 11

Gore: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 2 = 7

Mrachni and Susan are up.

Mrachni urges his mount forward and swings his sword at the bull-thing, taking a moment to focus on the justice he brings with it. Swift action to give his cold iron longsword a +1 enhancement bonus. Move to M19.

Attack (higher ground): 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 1 = 25
Cold Iron Damage (vs demon): 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11

The burly orc’s blessed blade scores the bull’s hide leaving a sizzling wound. It grunts in pain and glares at him with hateful demonic eyes.

Susan is up.

The wounded dwarf pulls out another tricky exotic weapon and throws a strange disk which sparkles as it spins through the air towards Titus!

Cold Iron Chakram: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 15dmg: 1d8 + 1 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 7 = 12

Yet sparkles off into the distance...............

I'm going to assume Susan steps back to do that.

His wound still sizzling, the bull demon leans forward and vomits a torrent of boiling blood onto the two heroes facing him.

Fire Damage, Reflex 17 for Half: 5d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 4, 3, 4) = 14

Titus and Seelah are up.

No need, I in a hurried manner (shocking due to my performance of late) only looked at the map. A melee attack (+10/+10) would not have hit either.
Shall we consider Susan located next to Titus at L17?

Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Well if you were willing to provoke you can end up anywhere you want.

I'm cool.

Alright.

AoO: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24
Damage plus Fire Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 10 + (3) = 17

Alright.

[dice=AoO]1d20+14
[dice=Damage plus Fire Damage]1d8+10+1d6

Dang dude!

BD is bull-demon. That's where you got charged to when you were NPCed last round.

Seelah moves forward K16 She then calls out in a loud voice, "Sword-Mistress, shine through me to bring evil to judgement!" A flash of light engulfs the demon and Seelah smiles as she attacks.

Attack, Smite evil: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 13 + 1 = 26
Damage, if hits, smite per level: 1d8 + 5 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 7 = 14 I was unclear if the demons are considered outsiders. if so that's another plus 2, if hits.

It's not +2, it's +level. That's a total of 21.

The demon buckles under Seelah's divine might but manages to keep his footing.

Titus is up.

Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Ow. HP: 10/35

Titus fights back against his foe. 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

1d10 + 1d6 + 19 ⇒ (3) + (4) + 19 = 26

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

1d10 + 1d6 + 19 ⇒ (9) + (6) + 19 = 34

confirming: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

1d10 + 19 ⇒ (8) + 19 = 27

Titus finishes what the noble paladin started, sheering off the demon’s arm and burying his weapon deep into its torso.

Mrachni and Susan are up. Also, the PCs are synced up now so the init won’t be split anymore.

Mrachni steps back and pulls one of the flasks out of his pouch, quickly downing the contents. 5' step back, draw & drink CMW from earlier.

CMW: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (2, 1) + 3 = 6
Really, dice? Sigh... HP: 16/35.

Spiritual Weapon Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
DRless damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

ok, now i get it...reading the posts and map completely wrong.

atk bd: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 10 + 2 + 1 = 31Cold Iron dmg: 1d10 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 2 = 16

Mrachni's conjured weaponry is persistent but struggles to overcome the demon's tough hide.

This time, Susan’s exotic weapon connects, landing a vicious wound on the bull-demon’s torso. A flicker of fear appears on its bestial features but it roars in defiance before slashing back at the dwarf. ”I’ll consume your flesh mortals!”

Primary: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25
Damage plus Fire Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 10 + (1) = 13

Iterative: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
Damage plus Fire Damage: 1d8 + 10 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 10 + (5) = 22

The party is up.

Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Spiritual Weapon Attack (final round): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Mrachni steps back again and holds up his cold iron longsword menacingly. "I think not!" he rumbles. "You will not see the end of this day!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

Titus moves to flank with the odd dwarf.

1d20 + 16 ⇒ (13) + 16 = 29

1d10 + 1d6 + 19 ⇒ (5) + (1) + 19 = 25

Coming to his comrade’s aid, Titus lands a mighty blow that almost brings the demon to its knees. Its resolve begins to crumble under the orc's ferocity. "No! I cannot be stopped!"

Susan and Seelah are up.

Ginning wildly and still smoldering from the last blast of demonic halitosis,

atk BD, flanking: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 10 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 34Cold Iron dmg: 1d8 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 11 + 2 = 18

"Filth flarn filth flarn Filth!"

Confirming: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 30
Crit Damage: 1d8 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 11 + 2 = 17

In a incomprehensible dwarven rage, Susan strikes down the bull-demon with a mighty blow that takes the horned head clean off his shoulders.

The party hears a battle cry and in the distance spots Sir Ilivan lining up a charge lance-first against a huge frog-like demon. He connects with tremendous force, staggering the beast but the other demons are quickly on him, surrounding him and tearing him from his horse. Within seconds the scene devolves into a chaotic mess of claws, wings, and teeth that hide Sir Ilivan from sight. For the briefest moment his face is visible, bloody but determined. He mouths a single word – Go!

Thank you for added dmg, which I will take but Chakram isn't 19-20 crit

I thought you were using a nodachi? You're in melee with the thing.

"Come. We cannot help him, but we can bring these to their homes."

So saying, he hurriedly unties the prisoners and gets them moving back toward the camp.

Nope, Nodachi isn't cold iron but will be soon. Using double handed chakram and wearing gauntlets. Susan's from a failed circus troupe and took exotic weapons upon departure.

Heh. Gotcha.

Without a strong leader to control them, the demonic horde is too distracted by the fallen crusader and fighting with itself to notice or pursue the party and their charges.

Blessedly, there's no additional dangers on the trip back and the party is able to return to the fortress where a grateful Commander Manaria Wardroxan greets them. Medics and clerics are quick to take the haggard and wounded prisoners off the party’s hands but the young commander does a quick head count. ”What of Sir Iliven?” she asks even though she already knows the answer.

The orc shakes his head sadly. "He fought and died that we should return."

"We have lost a great warrior this day. Sir Iliven gave his life so that we and the prisoners could get away. Though rough around the edges, he was an honorable man."

"He died a hero's death, fighting a losing battle protecting the wounded from a larger demonic horde. Without him, none of us would be here." Seelah says grimly.

With that Seelah turns and goes to stand on the wall, looking out over the wall and murmuring to herself. Anyone close enough to hear will hear words in prayer to Iomedae, asking her to watch over Iliven.

Commander Manaria says nothing but her features harden with the look of a young women that’s lost too much too soon. She salutes the party and then quickly turns to head indoors and make sure her wounded are taken care of. After resting the night, the party returns to Nerosyan the next day.

A couple days after the return to Nerosyan, a report detailing the party’s efforts and those of Sir Iliven make their rounds eventually making it into the party’s hands. In it, Commander Manaria writes in great detail the extraordinary lengths they went to in order to rescue her captured men and the great sacrifice made by one of them. Even though it’s a small thing in the grand scheme of the ongoing struggle against the Worldwound, the whole of Nerosyan hails the party as heroes.

Weeks later, when a resupplied Fort Portolmaeus manages to push back the horde and miraculously recovers Iliven’s remains, the late knight is buried with full honors, and Venture-Captain Jorsal presents the party with his weapons and armor. ”You knew him for less than a day but I get the feeling he’d want you to have them.”

"I am honored."

"It is too bad he died so soon after realizing his imperfection. Would have made a great leader." She pulls out her longsword and holds it high. "To Iliven!" she yells.

"To Iliven." Titus says raising his fist in the air.

"Sure. To Iliven."
Trying to appear caring yet failing miserably,

"Where can I get a drink around here?"

Mrachni raises his longsword with the others. "May the Swordmistress guide him in his journeys beyond, and us in our efforts to honor his memory."