
Lina Weaver |

Lina keeps her blade at the ready as she leads the way advancing past the barricades. She keeps a careful eye out for any traps in the area.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

icehawk333 |

there seem to be no traps, but as Lina peers ahead, there's something horrible to behold- a large, warped man dripping with silvery goop, a pair of tentacles emerging from his back. He doesn't seem to have noticed you yet, breathing heavily as he stands, hunched over.

Lina Weaver |

”Weapons out, another one like that dwarf.” Lina draws her bow and makes eye contact with a couple of her allies before moving into the room, off to the side of the door, and shooting an arrow at the mutant.
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Ueto Haruto |

Haruto murmurs a prayer to Desna and holds aloft his holy symbol.
Casting Bless so maybe some of us won't miss. ;)

Azlana |

Azlana channels. Since the bad guy isn't yet harmed, her lack of selective channeling won't make any difference, and perhaps it can help Lina without Azlana having to get into melee range.
Channel: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Lina (and anyone else who doesn't have full HP) are healed for 2.
Darn... well, it's something.

Lothar Khalid |

Lothar growls low and you can hear his breathing increase in pace, intentionally hyperventilating to increase his heart rate and blood flow, his body begins to pump adrenaline, the deific tattoos on Lothar's hands and shoulders begin to glow a bright blue, somehow even shining through his armor, and his eyes - unlike the milky white that they appear when he is merely searching for Evil - are radiating pure white light. "I am really starting to get sick of these gods-damned monsters!" Lothar yells out, and with an inarticulate roar, he dashes around behind the creature while it is focused on Lina and brings his hammer around into the creature's side.
Raging attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 + 2 = 20 Attack + Bless + Flank
Damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (3, 3) + 7 = 13+ vs evil outside: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Rage rounds remaining: 12/13

Lina Weaver |

Lina grits her teeth, drops her bow, and draws a starknife and a dagger. She stabs at the monstrosity while yelling, "Get out of my face!"
attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
SA: 1d4 + 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + (6) + 1 = 11

Ueto Haruto |

Did you remember Bless, Lina?
Haruto jabs a finger at the creature while chanting an incantation. A tiny, translucent fox head darts from his digit to nip at the monster.
Magic missile damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

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Hanna tries to tear into the monster with her claws and her scarf, trying to make sure that it dies
1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Lina Weaver |

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Lina darts back as the corpse explodes, still getting splattered with gore, and she stumbles away. She makes a gagging noise that turns into a hacking, painful-sounding cough, and she instinctively goes to put her hands in front of her mouth, over her scarf. "(Cough) (cough), eugh, that's disgusting. These (cough) monstrosities..."

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:Hanna ruffles the hair of Ueto "I appreciate it fluffy. And yeah I got that cantrip she goes to start clean Lina and Azlana first before finally cleaning herself off with her magic.

Lina Weaver |

Lina retrieves her dropped bow, and at Haruto's touch she flinches and turns back toward him quickly. She nods. "Right, thank you." Lina puts her hand on her holy symbol, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath to center herself.

Lina Weaver |

Lina redoes her hairpiece as she talks. "It was another one of those creatures fused with the silver ooze. It wasn't any stronger, but after we dropped it, it exploded or something, some kind of last-ditch defense mechanism."
Is there anything left of the body to search?

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Hanna looks around as well, also providing detect magic
perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
appraise: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Ueto Haruto |

Haruto frowns faintly at the room. "It seems odd that there was only this one person here..." he comments. "It seems there are many choices of where to go now, once we are done searching here."

icehawk333 |

In the room there are many hides on the walls, all crudely painted with images of deformed humanoids, hunting huge vermin. There are ten bedrolls layed out around a small fire pit with glowing coals. The for to the south is open.
There seems to be nothing of value here, and no magic to speak of- aside from the ooze, reforming, and flowing into the fire pit. The coals go out, and the ooze pools up, doubling, tripling, quadrupling in size. It lets out a strange mattalic noise, grinding and hissing, before wailing in a tone so loud Horgus and anvina drop thier weapons just to cover thier ears. It seems to twist and writhe, bubbles curning over it's surface. It rears back, seeming to prepare to launch itself towards the north door.
anyone who wishes to act against the creature, now is the time.

Ueto Haruto |

Haruto hurriedly fires off a ray of Heavenly Fire at the blob, figuring the holy energy is more likely to harm rather than help it.
Touch attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10
Damage (if evil): 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Ueto Haruto |

Haruto frowns, looking at or maybe past the north door. "Perhaps we should go the other way first," he suggests. "Any other way."

icehawk333 |

in the southwestern part of the room, stone chairs surround a stone table strewn with clay pots and bone dice. Stained canvas pillows rest on the chairs. A copper bowl filled with faintly glowing coals hangs from the ceiling, filling the room with a gentle orange glow.
preception check, azlana
stealth check: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30
'actualy, Nevermind, you can't beat that.
to hit vs flat footed: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
a figure swings at azlana with a club as soon as she opens the door, just barely missing contact with her.

icehawk333 |

sorry, should roll for you, yes
lothar: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
lina: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
hanna: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
unknown mongerlman enemy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
everyone but hanna goes first. When you head in, you'll see a blue skinned mongrelwoman with 4 vestigal insect legs, dozens of massive spikes from both shoulders, and taloned feet.

Ueto Haruto |

Haruto, wanting to save his better magic for later, manuevers to get a view of the enemy and fires a ray of Heavenly Fire.
Touch attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Damage if evil: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3