As the flaming barrel crashed next to him, Janry and Orvay screamed in pain before dropping down to the ground and rolling around to quench the flames dancing across his skin.
"Canaan, help put the Janry and Orvay out"
She calls out.
Round 3
Areth looking from far away at the field through his Far-Scope attached to his musket, takes one of the moving targets on his sight and aims.
Letting a few moment pass before clicking his shooting mechanism, bullet rips through the air towards one of the battle-mages.
vs Touch AC
...Oh.. Uhhh... Ouch. that, uhh, that hurt. And who are you?, oh. Uh oh...
The massive Friar/Craven asks as he sees the 2 battlemages, half dozen men and a Thumper besides all take notice of him. And then he starts shrinking...
That cant be good! The Friar thinks as he feels all the mutagen goo flow away from him and into the ground below him.
Ohhhh... This. cant. be. good...
Surrounded by 2 Battle Mages, a half dozen warriors and a Thumper besides, the Friar is feeling very afraid. Afraid and small, why he feels so small and its almost like hes shrinking down to the size of a mouse!
o: Decrease your size by two size categories (+4 size bonus to Dexterity, -4 size penalty to Strength, appropriate size modifiers to AC, CMB, attack rolls, etc). This effect does not stack with other effects that decrease your size.
o: You gain a burrow speed of 30 feet.
Why in fact he did turn into a mouse! (an odd shaped one, he has 6 limbs and is exceedingly fat) and so he scurried away into the ground, burrowing straight into the dark depths.
Once inside the cool depths of the mud and dirt, he takes a moment to breathe and reflect. He had managed to at least distract some of the enemies (he didnt kill any, but eh.) but the catapults would still be firing away onto the heads of his "comrades," you know, those guys he never knew...
So after a quick breather, he starts to head of in the general direction of the catapults. If he was lucky those battle mages will have passed by by then.
Looks around at the state of thire attack, it looked to be stalling. They had yet to even take out anything of use.
not seeing what was going off with the artiliry she looks around at the state of thire attack, the fire was still raining down on the line. It looked to be stalling. The fire was a problem, They had yet to take out anything of enemys big weapons by the looks of it. They had to do this soon or the attack on their lines would brake through. There where few places someone like her could be excepted, the army had taken her in when the war had started. A crash couse at the Academy and here she was. Failing and buy the looks of it leading them all to thire deaths.
The man lurches as you siphon his life away. The others come to and one falls back to help your target!
They both fail to land a solid blow.
The other two men make a break for Akumu! They charge down the trench!
One misses, but the other just barely gets his hit in! (Akumu takes 7)
Incredibly, all four men make their saves and get free of the orb's entanglement! One take a good knock over the head in his efforts to escape, but he seems to be ok with that. The man in front of Gigantos, however, definitely feels the pain. He grabs his head, starts bleeding from his nose, then passes out.
Celeste displays some truly superhuman agility and jumps clear of the trench to the other side to see... Nothing but the enemy... the Friar is gone!
Gigantos continues to burn! The flames have caught onto his clothes! Canaan tries to help, but he can only do so much on a body so huge.
Areth's shot is beautiful. The curve of the bullet defeats some of the cover and one of the battle mage's gets hit. Hard. He falls back while the other two advance on Celeste.
Speaking of Celeste, she finds herself in much the same predicament as the Friar (who is now fleeing like the rat he is... literally).
Four troopers immidiately rush her, but not before the Thudder levels his weapon in her direction.
The others then arrive and attack you, but none manage to get a hit in.
That's not to say that the Mages are just standing there. They aren't. They wave their hands in arcane passes and magical protection envelops them.
The men on the front line are holding fast, though the recent electrical strike and the churning ball of water have forced them to retreat a few steps with a few major injuries.
As the fire spread across their body, both heads could he heard screaming in pain, the cries echoing through the trenches.
Craven watches the attacks sail past him. "Let's finish up here, shall we?" he asks, before lashing out with a kick at one soldier and a static-charged fist at the other.
The impact of the Thumper knocks the normally very sturdy Celeste back step.
Ynja move to follow the retreating like, pressing the attack.
"Canaan help out Janry and Orvay out we need them in this fight"
Then she sees the enermy starting to from and with a slight bit of cover send another shockwave of lighting down the trench.
"To Celeste!"
She calls to the others.
Ynja looks to see the others are coming.
"Burn in hell." Akumu steps back, glares at the humans harassing him, and then engulfs them in a gout of flame. "Do away with these fools, Gigantos. I can help you with the fire business."
"Lets round em up, boys." He continues, with a look of intense concentration on his face.
Celeste tries her best to shake off the intense blow and get her footing back. She is surrounded and more than likely about to take more incoming fire. It's fine, because the pain has only made her blades more hungry. She strikes at the nearest foot soldier.
Altered Penumbra
Discipline: Veiled Moon (Counter) (Teleportation, Figment); Level: 3
Prerequisite(s): One Veiled Moon maneuver
Initiation Action: 1 immediate action
Range: Personal
Target: You
Duration: Instant
DESCRIPTION
Position is relative to the Veiled Moon disciple's thinking, and his position in the universe is mutable. Using these principles, the disciple may circumvent reality to remove himself from harms way when necessary. The initiator makes a Stealth check opposing the attacker's Perception check. If successful then the initiator may teleport to any spot within 10- ft. away from his current position and leave a minor image duplicate of himself behind to take the attack of his foe in his place. Minor images created by this counter last for 1d4 rounds or until dispersed. This ability may be used to defend against spells and effects that directly target the initiator with an attack roll (such as ranged touch effects) or for those that allow for a Reflex save. If the attack would still encompass an area to where the initiator is teleporting (such as with the fireball spell he has not vacated), the initiator would still be struck by the attack.
Realizing that he is (for the very precious moment) safe from pursuit he starts to head over to where he last remembered the catapult to be (occasionally poking his head above ground to regain his bearings).
The Friar will continue to move towards the catapult crew while underground and attempt to get directly underneath one of the crewmen.
Once the Friar is directly under one of the crewmen he will pop his head up and smack on of them on the foot with his staff.
heheheheheheh!
Round 5
Looking as his shot landed and downed one of the battle-mages, smirking darkly as Areth reloads once again his musket and aims at another one, keeping his aim steady before firing again at the other battle-mage
Over her mind link some's Incendira's voice.
::"Whats the situation lieutenant Ynja?"::
She shot back, checking where everyone was around her.
::"Team in back trench, heavy resistance, pulled Artillery fire, One down, fire, one lost, unknown, advancing on artillery potions with sniper support."::
was all she could shoot back in the time she had.
::"Understood, keep pushing the attack and get that Artillery"::
Then she was gone.
She know what needed to be done, they all did at the academy, she like most that took the silver and black, were not here fighting for coin, or fame, they were simply here fighting for a home. Things like her, had few places to go, few placers where you where not hunted. Yet this city, this city let her in, let her stay and be protected. There where rules, but they where few and simple. She could live with that if it meant a home and the freedoms to live. The other side, they hated things like her, they had laws, lots of them. Laws that meant death for her kind. Well %£&£ them, she would fight as she has always done, fight to live and be free.
Gigantos continues to burn, taking more fire damage.
Akumu
Again, all your targets succeed in dodging the orb. The flame, however, catches one of the men off guard and burns him badly.
Yndra's shocks finally overcome the resistance of a group of the fighters, partially clearing the way for the fight to advance.
The craving downs one of his opponents, as does Celeste in a spectacularly brutal strike.
The friar arrives at one of the catapults to find it loaded! He attacks the nearest man and promptly breaks his foot!
Then a rifle report rings out and another battle mage is wounded! He screams for the catapults to fire...
The barrels of fire arc high overhead and fall toward your friendly bunker, which is promptly engulfed in flame!
As this happens, the forces close on Celeste!
Celeste's nearly impenetrable defence keeps them at bay.
The mages move into very good cover at the edges of the trench, making them extremely hard to hit for the sniper.
The Thudder fires at Celeste and she seems to teleport before their very eyes!
The friar pops out of the ground, breaks a foot, and immediately has two men beating on his head!
Then that mage Areth wounded comes up from behind and delivers a strike that sends a burst of electricity through his tiny body!
The other two catapults continue hammering the front line. Yndra gets another message, ::Do something fast! The front line won't hold much longer under this kind of punishment!::
Finally, the flames caressing the ettin's skin were extinguished. Jumping up with an earthy thud, the giant gave a triumphant roar from both heads before Janry downed a strange vial. Immediately, his muscles bulges to an obscene degree, his skin thickened, and both Janry and Orvay gave a cruel grin.
"The way is clear to Celeste you lot, She's there alone, Brake off combat and GET TO HER NOW!!!"
Seeing the ettin's skin was now extinguished she called to the brothers and others.
"You two, stop standing there and MOVE IT!"
Then she moves to get close and lets another shock-wave hit the enemy line.
"Wahhahahahaha!" screams Craven, in exultation and with goblin-voice. He runs past enemy soldiers up to between Janry and Ovray's smoking legs, and executes a front flip as a large bolt of lightning streaks out, blasting the nearest catapult and every soldier in-between.
Seeing Gigantos no longer on fire, Akumu moves up, then erects the fog barrier once more.
Round 5
Taking sudden hit from Catapults and catching fire, Areth swiftly backs away from the burning fire and creates Water to douse the flames away as he moves. The air begins to shimmer around Areth for a moment before his wounds begin to heals
Celeste unnaturally fast movement keeps her out of harms way as she fights her own savage nature and tries to concentrate on eliminating the crew guarding the first thumper. She strikes at the top guard, her blow cleaving easily through his armor as if it didn't even exist. The other guard looks on as he too is somehow effected by the same brutal slice.
Touch attack
second attack dmg
As the fog comes down, Ynja just hoped her air bust did something, she got ready to move out the fog and attack again.
The friar squeals like a tiny little rat when he gets electracuted by the Battlemage so he discharges his last hammershock into the crewman he had just injured and heads back underground.
Within seconds of each other the Craving and Ynja both level elemental attacks at the Alchemist's fire stored at the catapults. At first nothing happens, then there is a trio of earth-shaking explosions and three fireballs leap into the drizzling sky along with pieces of men and the sound of panicked screaming... and Celeste is right in the middle of it...
and is flung by the force of the explosion into the near trench wall like a rag doll.
The mages regain their feet slowly as do the other soldiers, but noone near that blast has recovered enough to start swinging again quite yet. Even the thumper is busy trying to get his bearings again.
Inside the fog back the blast wave and heat pass over Ynja. Scream and bits of flesh rained down. She was still standing and took a moment to gain her bearings.
About time
She thught to herself.
"Get in there and hit them now, before they can regroup."
Akumu walks foward, north west of Cannan. He gestures and a burst of radiance engulfs the 2 battle mages and the thumper.
dmg, no save.
"Celeste, get out of there!Akumu yells.
Ynja move out the fog, till its eage, finding some cover she shoots another blast. This time Electricity again at the mages and thumper.
"Janry and Orvay GET HERE AND AND PROTECT CELECTA NOW!!, where are the rest of you!!
To Ynja's mind Janry and Orvay and do nothing to help the attack and needed to start showing they where of use. The fat halfling had run off the moment they started the attack and was no ware to be seen.
Akumu, Celeste, Canaana, Craven herself and Areth seemed to be the only ones in this fight. Well by the looks of those smoke colloms they had hit something big.
Both heads growling at the woman's attitude, Janry and Orvay quickly made their way over to the fallen giant, their large fists swinging wildly at the first enemy soldier they came across.
A bloodied Celeste stands up and looks almost blankly at her surroundings. She knows she is in trouble and decides to try her luck. She takes another leap in order to escape her current situation.
Craven slips back into the mist, and one can only hear bones crack and groan as he changes into (one of) his natural forms.
Hers bones crunching and sends a blast out of the mist.
Calls out to Celeste, "Celeste are you out safe?
Celeste yells out to Ynja
"I am alive, but just barely, I think I can see my spleen." She says while spitting out a large amount of blood.