| Foxy Quickpaw |
Out of the dark comes a ray of fire that burns Saul so badlz, he drops unconscious to the ground. From the light of the ray you get a short glimpse of a medium sized humanoid with large feathery wings, about 20 feet away in the air.
Above two figures come back over the ladder and from inside the orphanage you hear that the bar is removed from the door.
Ray: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 224d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 6, 3) = 18
Init Jill: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Init Jill: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Init Jill: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Init Jill: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Init Saul: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Init Logan: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Init Fhingle: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Init Cassius: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Cassius, your subtitle is lacking your stats
Jill, Jill, Jill
Cassius, Fhingle, Saul <--
Scarplume, Jill
Logan
Saul Gibson
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Without warning, the world goes black.
to stabilize DC11: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Unfortunately the fire doesn't cauterize the wound. Saul is bleeding out.
At -2 HP
| Fhingle Nib |
Fhingle sees the blinding red ray streak out of the darkness and into Saul, the ray hits so solidly that Saul's eyes roll back and he falls to the ground. Fhingle springs into action, bring light covering his hands as he lays them on Saul, the sound of Angels coming from Fhingle's mouth.
CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
"These otherworldly beings will not be tolerated, We shall drive you back and clear the name of those you seek to wrong."
Saul Gibson
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Saul had barely hit the ground before Fhingle was there helping him. He then fishes out a cure moderate wounds potion and drinks it, but is still prone.
2d8 + 3 ⇒ (1, 1) + 3 = 5 of course
11 HP
Logan Hawkes
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"Cassius, I think you pissed it off. Watch yourself!"
Logan moves between Cassius and the strix.
If he can make it all the way to the strix, he'll attack it. Otherwise, he'll ready a punch for the first thing that comes into range.
Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 4 = 11 BAB + STR
Unarmed Strike damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 STR
Saul Gibson
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Saul jumps to his feet. "Help Ajax! These Red Jill bastards picked the wrong batch of Chellish Citizens to pick on!" he yells.
Saul looks around desperately. Is there anywhere they can get cover? Probably getting inside as quick as possible is the only solution.
I'm looking at the map. Looks like there is a barn to the north. It is closer than the front door. I can make it to the barn in one move, and will gesture for the others to follow. I can't do anything to help Cassius at the moment, I hope Fhingle can.
Saul moves north.
Saul Gibson
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Saul realizes that there is no cover to the north. "Blast! Into the church, into the church. We can't fight a flying creature in the open."
He ducks inside.
Foxy is letting us enter right next to where Fhingle is standing
Logan Hawkes
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I'll be busy today, so I don't know how much I'll get to check in here. Logan will move to follow Saul on his turn.
Saul Gibson
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Not that he can understand it, but Saul says to Logan, "Well done, Little Haw... Hawk. I feel like we have a chance now."
Saul stands 10 feet away from the door, along the wall, and readies an action to attack the first thing coming through.
Back to full HP- thanks Fhingle
Logan Hawkes
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Logan takes up a position opposite to Saul's, ready to attack should something be stupid enough to come through.
Logan will set up so that any enemy that comes through the door is flanked between him and Saul. He'll ready an unarmed strike.
Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 2 + 4 = 19
Unarmed Strike damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
| Foxy Quickpaw |
The strix comes closer and through the door comes a cone of fire.
Burning Hands DC12: 4d4 ⇒ (3, 2, 3, 4) = 12
Conceilment(still no light) DC21: 1d100 ⇒ 53
Followed by a tiefling who is immidiately knocked down by Logan. Next thing you hear, is steps somewhere else in the building.
XBow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 91d8 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + (5) = 10
You hear the typical twang sound of a fired crossbow but Fhingle is lucky as his armor catches the bolt.
| Cassius Sacero |
Cassius is back up to full as well.
Cassius tries sleeping the Strix again. That is, if he can see it. If not he looks around for someone else in the building. Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 15
Saul Gibson
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Saul remains back as the flame erupts through the door. He is still waiting for anything to cross the threshold.
longspear: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 101d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
| Foxy Quickpaw |
Logan is hit by the burning hands
Another crossbow bolt hits Logan out of the dark and two tieflings come for Fhingle. But both are more than lucky, that even though they barely can see their attackers, they miss.
XBow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Stab: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Stab: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Jill, Jill, Jill
Cassius, Fhingle, Saul, Logan<--
Scarplume(Zzzz), Jill(+)
Logan Hawkes
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Logan, hurting quite a bit 1 HP, pulls out a potion of Cure Light Wounds. He rips the stopper out with his teeth and drinks it down.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Saul Gibson
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"Now's our chance. With the flier down, we can turn the tables. Back me up!"
Saul darts out the door to stand next to the sleeping Scarplume.
If there is a Red Jill in range, he will stab at one.
longspear: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 171d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Otherwise, he will adopt a position of total defense (+4 AC). And on my next turn deliver the coupe de grace
Saul Gibson
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Fhingle you already moved inside. Now Saul is moving out, if you want to come hunt down these bastards.
| Foxy Quickpaw |
With the lantern lit the three tieflings are visible now. One reloads his crossbow and fires at Fhingle. The other two that were working on Fhingle now turn to Cassius together.
Xbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 201d8 ⇒ 3
Stab: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 161d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Stab: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 2 = 201d6 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 1 + (1) = 8
All of you <--
Logan Hawkes
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Logan steps to the nearest tiefling and punches.
Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 4 = 7 BAB + STR
Unarmed Strike damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 STR
Or not
Saul Gibson
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"I ate your fire. Now eat my spear."
Saul plunges the tip into the sleeping monstrosity.
Coup de grace
3x damage: 3d8 + 12 ⇒ (2, 5, 8) + 12 = 27
| Foxy Quickpaw |
Saul makes whort work of the strix.
Casting Defensively DC17: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Cassius carefully moves out of the way out the Red Jills and taking care not to be hit he douses them in colors.
Will Save DC15: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Will Save DC15: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
They both fall unconscious to the ground. The remaining one flees through the window.
Saul Gibson
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Saul conducts a quick search of the strix, then walks inside. He reaches up, yanks the medallion to break the clasp, and then sticks it under a sleeping Red Jill.
"I think we should kill them. The Chelish Citizen Group is done being at the bottom of the Thrune's enforcers!" He says this last part really loudly.
"Oh... and... new guy... We would have all died if not for you. Welcome to the CCG." Saul smiles knowingly and nods at Cassius.
perception with inspiration: 1d20 + 5 + 1d6 ⇒ (19) + 5 + (3) = 27 looking for anything of value to take with us