yep no worries, always around
here as well
Sorry, folks. Trying to catch up. Had a ton of life kicking my butt, and then today had a family member die...this is definitely not my year, but I'm still here, and I'm going to get caught up.
*Hugz Olhas Zecum* (^_^)
No worries, we be patient.
Much sympathy fer yer loss.
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The first sahaguin falls under the onslaught of the party, the water around it becoming a thick red. The second sahaguin is tackled by Noro, both people disappearing under the water.
Everyone up top sees two more sahaguin swimming on the surface of the water coming from that main room. When they arrive, they stand and brandish weapons. One of them is wearing a fine looking breastplate, and has four arms and a mouthful of vicious teeth. The other has no weapons at all, but its hands are sheathed in an icy mist as it stares evilly at the group.
As the battle rages around him, Delben maintains his creepy calm demeanor, and speaks in his monotone voice.
Kill them. They are in our way.
He begins to play his little drum, inspiring courage in you all that you didn't know you could bring forth until you hear his little beat.
Moving 5 feet to the side to get a clear shot of the one them
Grins brightly at both Noro and the Sahaguin, before twisting around,
Wrapping her legs around the Sahaguin's chest/torso and simply clamping her hands over the Sahaguin's gill plates. (^_^)
"Not so full of yerself now, is ye?" She asks her victim, nodding to Noro.
"If ye gives up... we'll keep ye. If'n ye dun't wann'a?" And she shrugs.
(^_^)
Olhas just grins at the nearest sahaguin and parts his lips, no sound escaping but damage definitely becoming problematic for the the watery creature.
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The sahaguin Harvey shot is suddenly ripped apart by the blast of sound from Olhas, his blood suddenly turning the water a thick red, making anyone underwater have to succeed on a DC 15 perception check to see anything.
Nalgi's sharks make quick work of the carcass, ripping it into even smaller pieces and fighting over the larger chunks.
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Noro, please make a fortitude save.
The sahaguin that has the icy mist around its lethal looking claws speaks a word in aquan, and makes a thrusting motion with both hands, and a jet of boiling water slams into Harvey's chest!
However, despite the torrent of water, Harvey stands his ground!
The sahaguin with the breastplate draws a vicious looking two handed, curved sword made out of the same type of coral as the blade used on Noro, this one mostly reds and blues, and small bolts of electricity dance across the blade. He does so while charging through the water, and swings the falchion in a huge sweeping arc at Alistair!
Sunny glides up to Noro and her combatant.
Grins brightly at both Noro and the Sahaguin, before twisting around,
Wrapping her legs around the Sahaguin's chest/torso and simply clamping her hands over the Sahaguin's gill plates. (^_^)
"Not so full of yerself now, is ye?" She asks her victim, nodding to Noro.
"If ye gives up... we'll keep ye. If'n ye dun't wann'a?" And she shrugs.
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The water around Sunny and Noro sloshes back and forth, and for the briefest of moments everyone can see the sahaguin trapped by the two women, Sunny clamped onto its face, and Noro pinning everything else down. The barbarian absentmindedly pulls a wicked looking dagger out of her thigh and drops it to the floor before putting her knee in the small of the things back. It makes a halfhearted gurgling noise at the elf's words, but doesn't stop struggling.
I think I would not like to be hit by that blade. Need to take this one down.
Alistar regains his footing after side stepping the attack. He brings his sword around in a wide arc slamming it into the fish man.
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Alistair's blade bites deep into the sahaguin's arm, but the giant doesn't even flinch. Instead, he makes a gargling noise you eventually realize is a laugh and speaks.
Besmara has no power here, no-scales. Veska rule, Veska kill all! Your big tree-cities are being attacked, you are dying now, you will not win this day!
At the mention of the "tree cities" Delben pales, and speaks in his low monotone.
Our ships are under attack, we already knew that. They can handle a few overgrown tuna.
He stows his drum and casts a spell at the sahaguin, a tiny bolt of blue light arcing from his hand to his the sahaguin in the chest.
The spell doesn't seem to affect the sahaguin at all...
Harvey, Olhas and Sunny are up
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Harvey doesn't say anything at all to the sahaguin with the big sword, he just reloads and fires two more shots with his usual blazing quickness.
Both guns jam! The sahaguin grins evilly as it prepares another swing at Alistair! The sorceress sahaguin readies another spell.
Glort Glort! You surface weapons no work! You die now!
"Let's see your weapon stand up to this."
And with that, the humanoid male grins widely and out stretches his hand. Without warning, a ringing sound begins to emanate from the creature's weapon.
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The falchion trembles for a second, and then explodes in the sahaguin's hands, raining tiny pieces of coral over the entire room, small sparks playing though the air until all the pieces are floating on the water. The sahaguin glares at Olhas, hate in his eyes. He licks his massive teeth menacingly.
You break Sharp-Tooth. You die.
The sahaguin that just lost his falchion leaps at Olhas, landing in front of him with a huge splash, and then lashes out with his massive jaw, biting at the Gillman's neck.
The sorcerous sahaguin lashes out at Olhas and Alastair with a burning arc of flame!
V, S
Casting Time:
1 standard action
Range:
close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels)
Target:
one primary target plus one additional target/3 levels (each of which must be within 15 ft. of the primary target)
Duration:
instantaneous
Saving Throw:
Reflex Half
Spell Resistance:
Yes
This spell causes an arc of flame to leap from your fingers, burning a number of enemies nearby. It deals 1d6 points of fire damage per caster level (maximum 10d6). For every additional target the discharge arcs to, reduce the number of damage dice by half (rounded down). Therefore, at 9th level, your burning arc deals 9d6 points of fire damage to the primary target, then 4d6 points of fire damage to a secondary target, then 2d6 points of fire damage to an additional target.
The sahaguin pinned by Noro and Sunny continues to struggle, to absolutely no avail, as the two women have it solidly pinned underwater.
The sahaguin pinned by Noro and Sunny continues to struggle, to absolutely no avail, as the two women have it solidly pinned underwater.
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The flames wash over Alistar burning his body for a moment.
Swift Action:
Step over to the one on Olhas assuming its still up.
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Harvey stares dumbfounded at his two jammed pistols for a second, before pulling a third from his belt and firing a single shot at the sahaguin trying to bite Olhas's head off.
Olhas takes a step back and sprays the area with a four of flame, much larger than the arc cast by the sahaguin!
The sorcerous sahaguin Glorts!! in pain as massive blisters open up across its entire body!
Sunny continues to hold on and subdue/finish off the sahaguin she and Noro are dealing with.
"Quit yer wrigglin'! Sooner ye give up, tha' sooner we's can move on!" She tells the creature.
I yam patience! (^_^)
See me bein' all patient?
I can be waitin' fer longest times an ' be happy an' stuffs.
Wishin' every one all'a very bestest. (^_^)
no worries here, take your time.
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With Olhas out of range, the sahaguin warrior turns to Alistair, and makes another leap, landing in front of him and taking a huge bite at his neck!
The sorcerous sahaguin continues to glort in pain, and then casts a spell on himself. The blisters start to heal!
You burn me! I eat you!
The sahaguin pinned by the ladies continues to struggle, but his motions are beginning to become sluggish.
Delben is about to take an action, but suddenly the sounds of cannon fire begin to shake the area! He speaks in his monotone voice.
The ships. They must be under attack. We need to end this fight.
He then steps forward, and places his hand on Olha's back. A wave of healing energy washes over the Gillman.
Noro and Alistair are up.
Aquan:You fought well, may Besmara excuse you insolence.
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Alistair's blade cut's deep, severing the sahaguin from shoulder to hip in a diagonal slice. It has enough time for one last hateful GLORT before th light fades from its eyes and it sinks below the water.
The sahaguin that Noro and Sunny are assaulting passes out from a combination of Sunny's powerful jabs at the thing's gills, and Noro's even more powerful chokehold. It goes limp in their arms, but it doesn't stop breathing.
The mage sahaguin is stunned by the sudden change of events.
Harvey reloads his pistol and fires a shot at it.
The bullet impacts its chest, but doesn't seem to do much damage. The thing speaks again.
GLORT!! You kill others, but I kill you, and my brothers eat your friends on your wooden villages! No hope for them! Already many of us on your ships!
It casts the same spell it did ealier.
V, S
Casting Time:
1 standard action
Range:
close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels)
Target:
one primary target plus one additional target/3 levels (each of which must be within 15 ft. of the primary target)
Duration:
instantaneous
Saving Throw:
Reflex Half
Spell Resistance:
Yes
This spell causes an arc of flame to leap from your fingers, burning a number of enemies nearby. It deals 1d6 points of fire damage per caster level (maximum 10d6). For every additional target the discharge arcs to, reduce the number of damage dice by half (rounded down). Therefore, at 9th level, your burning arc deals 9d6 points of fire damage to the primary target, then 4d6 points of fire damage to a secondary target, then 2d6 points of fire damage to an additional target.
Sunny looks to Noro, "Go! I got this one!" She indicates for Noro to put her great strength into the remaining fight, even as the plucky Elf begins to use the sahaguin's own harness to tie/restrain the creature.
"We's got plans fer you... boy-o...."
"Sweet!" (^_^)
This round Sunny is making sure Mr Finny in't goin' no where....