"Please tell him that I came by, Auric!"
Mortimer stands quietly for a moment after Sol leaves, looking past the Gold Cloaks after Auric.
Damned if I do anything, damned if I don't.
He strides back to the Artist and Outcast room.
"I wonder if someone is working on giving us a bad reputation. Are the dwarves attacking us from the 'grave?'"
What makes us all that special to any other team? We weren't even ranked that high. The Dwarves were too cocky to be worried about us.
"My guess is that they attempted to sabotage the top ranked team, before their battle, thinking to remove them from the competition. However, they didn't even consider that we might be able to defeat them. We may never know at this point...."
Are they trying to divide us?
"Why does it have to be any team doing sabotage? We don't even know what's wrong with Khellek. If it was sabotage, what could it have been, and who is capable of it? ... Sabotage? That's grounds for disqualification. Maybe it was just their Woe, or maybe Auric didn't support Khellek well enough this time so he fell, and Auric needed to redirect his anger. I wish he would have answered our questions, but I guess they really don't want our help."
How many belts do they need, anyway?
"I didn't hear them insinuating anything about Bleaching though... speaking of which -- did we win that bowling game? I'm afraid I don't understand it."
Ascaria shrugs, "Some folks don't care how they win I guess. I'm glad we're not like that at least."
"Oh, I had to leave the game early, so I don't know how I did even on my first bowl! Hopefully I didn't piss them off." he shrugs again.
"C'mon! Let's go find out! They're pretty good natured, aren't they?" he says, cheerily.
If the gnomes are still receptive to playing the game with Artists and Outcasts, Mortimer picks up the balls the gnomes handed him earlier.
"Bear with me, please. I have no idea what I'm doing in this game."
"If you spare me, we have gone through aplenty today. I would appreciate some time of reflection and meditation" Eidi sits heavily on his pallet and produces some ink and paper he carefully opens in front of him "Perhaps it was just the Queen's bless that made that to Khellek" the half-elf needs some effort to avoid a half-laugh.
Without touching it, he uses his magic to make the ink float and starts to draw with thick calligraphy on the paper. Eidi seems to concentrate very deeply losing grasp of the conversation going on around him.
While Ascaria and Mortimer comment to join the gnomes, the half-elf keeps himself busy producing a new scroll.
"Sure thing Mort." Ascaira joins the big man. "At the very least I should apologize again." he grins.
He heads back out to the stream and rejoins the gnomes, if they're still there.
Watching all the back and forths, Eri grabs a beer and watches the gnome game. He'll try to sit in a way that affords him a view of the room, but a chair with something to put his feet on might take preference.
...
Solrisa doesn't have much interest in being social, and focuses on preparing for the morrow. She harbors images of a dragon being killed for sport and that bothers her...not that she'd let anyone know it.
Mortimer insinuates his way back into the gnome game of bowls, which has evolved from Orbits into Mine's Longer than Yours. The gnomes are now competing to see who can roll their balls the furthest along the edge of the stream, without falling in. The natural bend left in the creek seems to be the goal. The gnomes collect their rolls, keeping the lane clear for the next bowler.
The giant manages a very straight line, but he rolls timidly, giving the gnomes something to snicker about, as they take more confident goes, being thoroughly warmed up. The game goes to Eaudil, who quietly beams as hers is obviously longer than any of the others.
The gnomes entreat Mortimer to invent his own game, as their constantly curious minds try to turn the games over and over for diversion.
...
The night passes uneventfully. A couple of the Gold Cloaks even take a moment to congratulate the Artists and Outcasts for getting rid of Pitch Blade. Makes their job more docile, and lowers the overall decibel level in the Coenoby.
For all its quiet, the night yields one bit of information, as two Gold Cloaks sit down themselves and pour themselves some wine. One complains to the other that he can't wait until they're done with the frost salamander. Keeping its cage cold is painfully tedious, lugging blocks of ice back and forth. One guard thinks he's pulled a muscle permanently in his back.
...
The next morning comes, and with it, a more subdued start to breaking the night's fast. Preaching and Bleaching are already at the tables, taking a disproportionate amount of the sizzling meats that fill the Coenoby with a pleasant aroma. Mouths busy with mastication are mouths unable to chatter, and it seems a little dissonant with their usual demeanor.
That is, until you see the Board.
10th Hour
Preaching and Bleaching
v
Auric's Warband
12th Hour
Artists and Outcasts
v
Madtooth the Hungry
Auric and Khellek, newly restored, sit down to eat as well. They themselves seem a little put off by having been scheduled first.
You also receive a bit of news regarding the Sponsors. They will not be visiting you today. The Gold Cloaks can provide no further information as to why.
It is the 8th Hour of Day 4.
"Who or what is Madtooth?" Solrisa asks, confused. "Are we not fighting another team?"
For some reason, she directs her question to Eidi as if he might know more. She smiles brilliantly while waiting for an answer.
"I'm guessing it's the frost salamander the gold cloaks were complaining about last night. How is everyone on fire spells and cold protection?" Tynan looks hopefully at Ascaria, Eidi and Eri.
"Unless that just false information to throw us off our game..."
Weapon Equipped = None
Conditions = Magic Vestment on Buckler (+2 ench AC)(1/9h), Shield Other (1/9h), Bless (1/18m), Prayer (10/18r), Blessings of Fervor (7/9r), Haste (6/16r), protection from Fire (1/15m)(92/108hp), Displacement (4/8r)
Life Link (9)(100’) = Eidi, Eri, Mort, Sol, Tynan
Channel Energy (9/9)(7/7) (DC: 22)(Avoid 6) (5d6+1+2d6 phylactry)
Amiable Blunder (1/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, reroll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (3/3)
Melee Attack: BAB +6/+1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +6/+1, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 9, Concentration +15)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark, Comprehend Languages, Message, Read Magic
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (8/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (8/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (7/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (5/5) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration
Ascaria is pleased the gnomes hold no grudges for his rapid departure. When they suggest Mort create his own game, Ascaria urges him on, ”C’mon Mort, think up a good one! Maybe something to do with those iron balls we found?” He can’t think of what game might be played with those in mine but these balls in hand, but maybe it’ll give the big man some ideas.
He channels that night when the party is together, in case anyone is still injured (I think I missed a few bits of damage on Eri).
When the Gold Cloaks thank the party for eliminating the dwarves, he’s very serious. ”They were trouble, weren’t they? I’m not disappointed we beat them either.” he chuckles.
In the morning, he pays special attention to his preparations and feels a little uneasy overall. When he sees Khellek, he brightens and exclaims, ”Good work man! Glad to see you up and about!” he falls short of wishing him good luck as it might seem rude to the other gnomes.
When he learns their sponsor might not be visiting them, he approaches one of the Gold Cloaks, ”Sir, our sponsor was bringing us things for today’s bout. Seems wrong somehow that we’re not able to meet with our sponsors.” he says speaking on behalf of the other groups as well.
He smiles, ”I understand you’re just doing your job - but could you push that upstream for us? Just let your supervisor know if you would please. Thanks!”
When the posting is made, he motions to the group and heads back to the room. He waits for Message to be reinstated before speaking.
"Who or what is Madtooth?" Solrisa asks, confused. "Are we not fighting another team?"
”Remember Sol, there are three teams, so one team is fighting their ‘beast’. Madtooth is the name I guess. I wonder if it’s the same creature the guards spoke of last night. If so, sounds like it enjoys being cold - so it might do cold damage. I’ll protect us from that just in case before we head out. Also,” he grins at Eri, ”your fireballs might do more damage.”
”Any other particular things we should plan for? I’ll do my usual preparations. Sol, do you want to Shield Other again? That worked really well last time, though it felt a little touch and go there for a while.”
He turns to Tynan, "As we're not doing anything later, I may throw another spell at protecting us from fire... just in case Eri needs to overlap one or more of us along with the creature - or if they're pulling our legs." he winks.
”Also, I feel we’re being watched, and listened to. I hope Ekaym is OK. They may be onto us, so be extra wary today OK?”
The gnomes entreat Mortimer to invent his own game, as their constantly curious minds try to turn the games over and over for diversion.
Mortimer sets up a ramp perpendicular to the stream, and places a basket on the other side of the stream opposite the ramp. He then finds eight smallish metal flasks, and partially fills them with water to make them bottom heavy. He sets up the flasks in front of the ramp in a pyramid shape, the long side adjacent to the ramp.
He draws a line about 15 feet from the first flask. "Don't cross this line -" he explains.
"Lets see who can knock down the most flasks, and get the ball over the stream into the basket. Throw or roll, whichever you prefer."
He offers the first shot to the alpha gnome, and plays just to pass the time, letting all the gnomes win.
~~~~~~~
" Remember Sol, there are three teams, so one team is fighting their ‘beast’. Madtooth is the name I guess. I wonder if it’s the same creature the guards spoke of last night. If so, sounds like it enjoys being cold - so it might do cold damage."
"Well, if that is the case, I guess I'll have to flip this thing off," says Mortimer, switching off his Amulet of MightyFists (Cold).
He looks over at Eidi, ink swirling about is head.
"Whoa, Eidi! That's really cool! That kinda makes me want to learn magic! What are you making?"
Eidi smiles to Mortimer "Some emotions suppressive scrolls. Last thing I would like to see is some confusion locking my friends minds"
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The half-elf looks at Solrisa and nods slowly "Ascaria is right. They told us one team was to fight the 'beast'. As to what is the exact nature, I have nothing to add to your guesses, but expect some kind or predator. I will need some time to think on what spells to prepare for today"
Eri watches the gnome ball game with interest, cheering Mort on.
”As we're not doing anything later, I may throw another spell at protecting us from fire... just in case Eri needs to overlap one or more of us along with the creature - or if they're pulling our legs.”
”I would be surprised if we were facing a frosty beast. Deception and deflection seem to be the name of the game here.”
”Also, I feel we’re being watched, and listened to. I hope Ekaym is OK. They may be onto us, so be extra wary today OK?”
”Not letting any of the sponsors in is troublesome. The might try to kill us for real.”
”Remember Sol..."
Solrisa's eyes go wide as it is explained to her.
"So...we're definitely fighting a monster or something and not people?" Solrisa ponders upon this, wondering what to do with her sword. She still has no desire to kill kill, but some monsters were different than other monsters and she'd need to see it to know.
"Well, I won't kill a dragon. Unless it's a bad dragon. I suppose I can kill a big frosty wurm, I guess. I'll have to see after I see it. Is there a way we can see it before we see it so I'll know?"
* * *
"If you want Ascaria, but if we're facing a monster, maybe we don't need it. They tend to like fighting me more than cowardly dwarves who are afraid of me or afraid of hurting me. Monsters just don't care."
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"Let's see who can knock down the most flasks, and get the ball over the stream into the basket. Throw or roll, whichever you prefer."
The gnomes gather around the giant, impressed that something new is brought into the playing field, which extends the field beyond the stream. Eaudil steps up, and tests the technique necessary to perform on both ends of the course.
She gets roundly chided, as she concentrates too hard on getting the flasks knocked down, while the ball thunks into the water, falling desperately short of the far shore's basket.
Her second roll puts the shush on her teammates, as the second ball finds its way into the basket with a satisfying plunk.
The night progresses, and the stories fly, as the gnomes maintain a frenetic energy which barely wanes as midnight approaches. They cajole the giant when he eventually bows out, but are good-hearted enough to know to let him go.
...
"Good work man! Glad to see you up and about!”
Khellek brightens to the salutation. "It'll take more than a couple of master monks to keep me down!" The older man shakes a fist, and smiles.
"Sir, our Sponsor was bringing us things for today’s bout. Seems wrong somehow that we’re not able to meet with our sponsors. I understand you’re just doing your job - but could you push that upstream for us? Just let your supervisor know if you would please. Thanks!”
The Gold Cloak listens politely enough to a member of one of the last Legios standing. "I'll let Captain Okoral know your complaint," is all he has to say in response.
...
The 10th Hour arrives, and you are left alone in the Coenoby, the sole Legio, the only Legio that has a date with Madtooth. Aside from quiet noises coming from the kitchen, it's the most peaceful it's been in days...
Weapon Equipped = None
Conditions = Magic Vestment on Buckler (1/9h), Bless (1/18m), Protection from Cold (1/15m)(0/108hp), Protection from Fire (1/15m)(0/108hp), Prayer 3/18r)
Life Link (9)(100’) = Eidi, Eri, Mort, Sol, Tynan
Channel Energy (9/9)(7/7) (DC: 22)(Avoid 6) (5d6+1+2d6 phylactery)
Amiable Blunder (1/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, re-roll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (1/3)
Melee Attack: BAB +6/+1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +6/+1, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 9, Concentration +15)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark, Comprehend Languages, Message, Read Magic
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (7/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (8/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (4/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (3/5) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration
Ascaria prepares the party as best he can on the way up to the arena floor. He double checks that all his links are in place, replacing any that might have been lost.
Then he starts with some protection for Sol and himself casting Magic Vestment for each.
He also adds a Protection from Energy Communal .
Just in case, he pads it with another Protection from Energy Communal .
He layers on an extended Bless with the rod for the group.
Finally, just before the horn is blown, he casts Prayer extending it with the rod before putting it away.
He prepares for the first round, ”Remember folks - try to stay close until I get the Blessings of Fervor off. If it has a breath weapon, we should be prepared against it.”
Solrisa thanks Ascaria for the magics upon her shield and thanks him again for understanding about the shield other under the circumstances.
She holds off on calling up on the Dragon into her sword until she sees the type of frosty beast and deciding whether lethal or non-lethal is appropriate.
She uses the wand of barkskin on herself and Mort, if he wishes it.
Solrisa, smiling, is ready to rock.
Eidi nods to Ascaria, "Let's do it. I will try to cast also my protections and probably haste on the beginning unless this time surprise makes for some other spell to come more handy"
Short before arriving to the arena, Eidi prepares to cast a defending bone and mage armor on himself, then weapon of awe and blur on Solrisa, heroism on Mortimer and shield of faith on Tynan.
(Arcane: CL 8; Concentration +14; Divine: CL 6; Concentration +8)
Level 0
Wizard - (at will; 4 prepared)
open/close
message
prestidigitation
light
Cleric - (at will; 4 prepared)
detect magic
create water
guidance
mending
Level 1 (pearls of power I: 2/2)
Wizard - (6/day)
ray of enfeeblement (For 17)
mage armor
4x magic missile
Cleric - (5/day)
shield of faith -D
obscuring mist
unbreakable heart
sun metal
remove sickness
Level 2
Wizard - (6/day)
2x blindness/deafness (For 18)
alter self
blur
web (Ref 18)
acid arrow
Cleric - (5/day)
zone of truth - D
calm emotions (Vol 15)
remove paralysis
defending bone
weapon of awe
Level 3
Wizard - (4/day)
ray of exhaustion (For DC 19)
haste
fly
heroism
Cleric - (4/day)
prayer - D
chain of perdition
summon monster III
paragon surge
"I'm guessing it's the frost salamander the gold cloaks were complaining about [ ... ] Unless that just false information to throw us off our game..."
”I would be surprised if we were facing a frosty beast. Deception and deflection seem to be the name of the game here.”
Mortimer glances out of the door at the Gold Cloaks.
"Aw, I dunno. They seem genuinely tired of this whole affair. They are really relieved that we took out the dwarves.""Some emotions suppressive scrolls. Last thing I would like to see is some confusion locking my friends minds"
"Oooh!" Mortimer exclaims, generally impressed. "Good thinking! -- I hate it when that happens..." he says, remembering the Naga on the way to the MindFlayer's room. "and that has happened... some nasty wormy creature who spoke nicely but turned out to be very petty and evil. What was that other thing they did that I hated? Oh, right. Compelling us somehow to do things that we wouldn't normally ever be inclined to do."
Mortimer recalls Ascaria and Eri's concern about the lack of Sponsor Visitations.
"I'll let Captain Okoral know your complaint."
Mortimer suddenly remembers something.
"Hey, about the sponsors -- and Khellek's plight for that matter. Does anyone remember a stern looking woman with the Asmodean holy symbol talking to Preaching and Bleaching? Do you think maybe she had anything to do with what happened to Khellek? Should have asked them who she was..."~~~~
"Yes, please, I'll take a Barkskin," Mortimer bows to Solrisa.
Mortimer glances out of the door at the Gold Cloaks.
"Aw, I dunno. They seem genuinely tired of this whole affair. They are really relieved that we took out the dwarves."
"I agree. It seemed more like an honest utterance than something meant to deceive. But who knows. We'll protect against cold as it's too good a clue to pass up, and fire just in case it's a ruse and they're hoping we do the cold and not fire."
Mortimer suddenly remembers something.
"Hey, about the sponsors -- and Khellek's plight for that matter. Does anyone remember a stern looking woman with the Asmodean holy symbol talking to Preaching and Bleaching? Do you think maybe she had anything to do with what happened to Khellek? Should have asked them who she was..."
Ascaria's face scrunches up with thought. "I imagined she was simply their sponsor, no more - their Ekaym. Maybe spiritual advisor too from the look of her, but I don't think she did anything to Khellek. Certainly nothing I saw, but I might easily have missed it. Still, I think the Gold Cloaks, or Khellek himself might have seen something if something were done."
"Look, Khellek might have just had a bad fight and Auric is overreacting. I don't think we can figure it out without more to go on and Auric and Khellek won't confide in us again until this thing is over one way or another. One thing is for sure - if someone did hamstring Khellek, then they can do it to one of us, so be on your guard."
He looks earnestly to see who one their fight with the bleaching...
Eri will cast message, gravity bow and mage armor on the way up.
”Thanks for the magics Ascaria and Eidi.” He looks like he wants to say something else, something heroic… Instead he pulls his bow out and buckles up.
Solrisa straps on both her swords over her shoulders, then her bow, then attaches her shield to her left arm. She is giddy and anxious and smiling. She is ready to greet the crowd and do her best.
"Mort, feel! Won't this be fun!?"
"Mort, feel! Won't this be fun!?"
Mort feels. He feels power surge through his thighs and biceps as he musters his resolve and redirects his stomach butterflies to his fists and feet; wondering what wonderful Woe will wrong them at the top.
"Yes, Solrisa!" he exclaims, beaming. "This is going to be the best!"
Before the gnomes take off to battle in the 10th Hour, Asleek the Old pulls you aside. "If I'm overly confident, there's no need here. But if we fall to Auric's Warbles, I'd like to know- what do you call that game of yours? You know, the one with the flasks and the ramp? Makes it easier to remember, the next time my gang brings up the bowls."
...
The victors of the 10th Hour return, both Auric and Khellek standing on their own two feet, though both smell a little bit smoky. Khellek is still flying.
...
The 12th Hour arrives! As the elevator platform rises, you find yourselves once again greeted by normal, sand-strewn arena floor. Gone is the blood, in every aspect, save one- the Pentagram along the floor seems to retain some of the crimson color of the blood...
Talabir the Master of Ceremonies once again takes to the announcements. The crowd roars, several hundreds louder than others, supporting the rag-tag team turned serious contender.
Talabir makes his perfunctory wave to the hornblowers, and blow they do!
The gates to the east begin to slowly open... but nothing rampages onto the field. The initial surge in volume begins to quiet, as the audience begins to wait, as the Artists and Outcasts do. A confrontation imminent, surely.
Five minutes pass, then ten...
Talabir takes to his loudcasting, and reassures the crowd, and by proxy, the Artists and Outcasts.
Another five minutes pass...
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Mortimer whistles a dog whistle "Come!" as loud as he can.
If nothing emerges, he says:
"Everyone, stay together -- is this our woe?"
He shouts at Loris and Okoral in the stands.
Weapon Equipped = None
Conditions = Magic Vestment on Buckler (1/9h)
Life Link (9)(100’) = Eidi, Eri, Mort, Sol, Tynan
Channel Energy (9/9)(7/7) (DC: 22)(Avoid 6) (5d6+1+2d6 phylactery)
Amiable Blunder (1/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, re-roll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (1/3)
Melee Attack: BAB +6/+1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +6/+1, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 9, Concentration +15)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark, Comprehend Languages, Message, Read Magic
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (7/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (8/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (4/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (3/5) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration
When 15 minutes have passed, and several of his spells have lapsed, Ascaria whispers, ”Like Mort said, stay close everyone. I’ll have another protection from cold up just as soon as we see the creature. Wait for it!” he hisses, annoyed at the lame circumstances they find themselves in.
When 20 minutes have passed and even his bless has expired, he looks to the head box of this mess and gestures, Well?
Solrisa smiles and remains patient as she waits. She waves to the crowd. She blows kisses. She smiles *and* waves at the same time, proving to many that she can do two things at once.
She even leads a cheer by banging her sword against her shield, trying to get the crowd to cheer in unison, beaming all the while.
Diplomacy - wave and/or tomahawk chop
She tries to make sure the crowd has a nice time even as they wait.
The maiden is easily able to enthrall several young men and children to reflect her enthusiasms, which in turn infects those nearby to wave along with the others, creating little pockets of tidal currents in the crowd.
The Observation platform looks on with interest. Talabir appears noticeably sweaty, as he pats his forehead with a new linen, while the Queen sits patiently, eating some dates. Loris shrugs his shoulders. Eventually, Kendra leans over to whisper a single word, curtly, and Loris looks to the East Gate, and the Gold Cloaks who have now arrived, and seem to be struggling to lift a metal gate on the newly-arrived metal container, marked 'Madtooth' on the side in gaudy red letters. The container doesn't appear at all icy. How odd.
The container opens, and a huge and weird monstrosity slides out. Vaguely froglike in shape, it has four writhing tentacles in place of front legs. Its head is mostly mouth, and its mouth is mostly teeth. A retractable stalk protrudes from the front of its head, at the end of which stare three bulbous eyes. The massive thing is a dark green save for its belly, which is pale. A powerful tongue tipped with barbs lolls wetly from its mouth.
This creature is a Froghemoth, a Neutral Huge Aberration. 1 question for every 5 point above 28.
It gains its surrounds, then hones in on the audience above. A quick flick of its tongue and you mark at least one of its attacks as having a 30' reach. The crowd shrieks, only mollified by the protective shield that illuminates in front of them, dissuading the creature from any further, impotent attacks. This is when it notices you all.
Round 1 Init 2 AC:18
As soon as the handlers are out of the way Eri drops a fireball in the midst of the abomination.
DC:16 REF,
”Anyone have the appropriate sauce for grilled frog legs?
AC 14 or 18 [dex +3, amu +1, m. armor +4]
CMD 18
BAB +5
Defensive casting = +15 (@7th)
Spell Penetration= +9 (@7th)
The spells/day listed will include the casting (if any) that I made this round
b]Orisons[/b] DC:14(Acid Splash, Create Water, Detect Magic, Disrupt Undead, Mage Hand, Spark, Message, Prestidigitation)
First Level: DC:15 (5/7 per day 4/4 stones) (Burning Disarm, Feather Fall, Grease. Gravity Bow, Mage Armor, Magic Missile, shocking grasp)
Second Level: DC:16 (7/7 per day) (Acid Arrow, Admonishing Ray, Glitterdust, Gust of Wind)
Third Level: DC:17 (3/4 per day) (Dispel Magic, Fireball, Lightning Bolt)
Thunder staff charges: 7/7 (extra d6 dam, 3 rnds ea.)
Shock rounds 0/3
Quick Runner’s Shirt Charge 1/1
Weapon equipped = +2 Composite Long Bow
+11 or +9/+9 (fight+1, sorc +3, ElKn +1, WF, +1, dex +3 bow +2)
+12 or +10/+10 within 30' with +1 dam
Damage bump: +8 [+2 (bow) +2(str) +2 (feat ex pull) +2 (feat arcane weap)]
Round 1, Init 2
Tynan carefully studies the monstrosity, but has no idea what it might be. Readying his swords, he stays closeby for any bolstering spells.
CMD:25, FFCMD:21
Fort: +8, Ref: +12, Will: +6
Hit Points: 58/58
Round: 1, Initiative:
Weapon Equipped = None
Conditions = Magic Vestment on Buckler (1/9h), Bless (1/18m), Blessings of Fervor (1/9r)
Life Link (9)(100’) = Eidi, Eri, Mort, Sol, Tynan
Channel Energy (9/9)(7/7) (DC: 22)(Avoid 6) (5d6+1+2d6 phylactery)
Amiable Blunder (1/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, re-roll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (0/3)
Melee Attack: BAB +6/+1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +6/+1, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 9, Concentration +15)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark, Comprehend Languages, Message, Read Magic
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (6/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (8/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (4/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (2/5) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration
Ascaria, as soon as he sees the container, casts an extended Bless using the last charge from his rod before putting it away.
Seeing no frost on the bars, and worried about what else the creature may do, he’ll start large with Blessing of Fervor for the group.
”No frost on the bars… damn those Gold Cloaks!” Ascaria swears with a smile on his lips. He imagines their duty to be very dull and boring and doesn’t feel hostility for their little fun. He does not look forward to the tongue lashing he’s soon to receive however…
Round 1
Solrisa oohs and aahs with the crowd as Madtooth is exposed. She smiles and thinks this will be a dandy fight. She slips off her shield (with her move action) and brings in some divine energy .
"Mort, look! This is going to be fun!"
AC=26 (+10 armor +1 dex +1 NA +2 def + 2 'skin)
HP= 78/78
Right hand =
Left hand =
LoH 0/7 used (4d6+1d6)
Quick Shirt 0/1 used
Wand of Barkskin (45/50 left)
The Dragon Invoked 0/3 used
Breath of the Dragon 0/2 used
[ dice]1d20+16-3+2+1[/dice] to hit; (-PA,heroism,+1 magic,+prayer)
[ dice]1d10+6+6+1d6+2+1+1[/dice] magic nonlethal damage.
[ dice]1d20+11-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA,)
[ dice]1d10+6+6[/dice] magic damage.
[ dice]1d20+16-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d10+8+9[/dice] magic damage.
[ dice]1d20+11-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d10+8+9[/dice] magic damage.
Magic Vestment (9 hours, Blue Light Special Shield, +2)
Bless (Ascaria, +1 morale)
BoF (awesome, Ascaria)
Haste (Eidi)
Divine Favor (2 minutes)
Round 1, Init 2
Static (Saves etc) below.
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AC 25 , 29 on AoO, 22 Touch; 67/67 HP
BAB = +9/+3 (level 9)
ToHit = 1d20+13+1
RHit = 1d20+14-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
LHit = 1d20+14-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
THit = 1d20+9-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
FHit = 1d20+4-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
Throw = 1d20+13
Fort+8 (+4 vs inhaled and contact poisons, +2 vs. disease)
Reflex+11
Will+6
Initiative +4
CMD=29 (10+ BAB + Str bonus + Dex bonus, 30 Maneuver Training Grapple +2, +1 Manuever training Disarm, +2 class feature "AC Bonus" at level 4/9)
+1 Grapple (Armbands), +2 Grapple MT, +2 Improved Grapple (+5 total)
The maiden is easily able to enthrall several young men and children to reflect her enthusiasms, which in turn infects those nearby to wave along with the others, creating little pockets of tidal currents in the crowd.
While he waits, Mortimer joins in the fun. All he manages instead of a wave and smile however is a wild hand flapping dance and a grimmace.
Eventually, Kendra leans over to whisper a single word, curtly, and Loris looks to the East Gate, and the Gold Cloaks who have now arrived, and seem to be struggling to lift a metal gate on the newly-arrived metal container, marked 'Madtooth' on the side in gaudy red letters. The container doesn't appear at all icy. How odd.
”No frost on the bars… damn those Gold Cloaks!”
"Maybe they didn't get It ice in time, and the Frost Salamander died, and they had to scrape this together at the last minute? I mean, look at that graffiti!" Mortimer offers, skeptically. He reactivates his amulet. He shouts sarcastically.
”Anyone have the appropriate sauce for grilled frog legs?"
"I like garlic... Oh -- hey... I had this dream once -- ' was all mouth and eyes -- aren't frog tongues sticky? Watch out in case!"
"Mort, look! This is going to be fun!"
"While it will last, yes I believe so!"
Eidi waits patiently leanning over his staff and looking around the arena for known faces. The half-elf makes sure not to lose his patiente while the so hardly prepared spells wink and disappear.
"Hmmm... now... what's that?" looks Eidi clueless "Whatever it is, it seems we have to beat it hard!" Then, looking at Mortimer, he produces a bit of licorice root and smiles chanting 'acelerar' to cast haste on the group.
The creature watches your little gnat swarm with its three eyes, and in a swift moment, it enlarges, with three deep whooping sounds.
The next instance, in the blink of an eye, the creature is upon you, tentacles flailing within the party like a stampede of bulls.
Ascaria is swallowed whole, winking out of sight and into the maw of the magnificently predatory beast!
Round: 2, Initiative:
Weapon Equipped = Dagger
Conditions = Magic Vestment on Buckler (1/9h), Bless (1/18m), Blessings of Fervor (1/9r), Haste (1/8r)
Life Link (9)(100’) = Eidi, Eri, Mort, Sol, Tynan
Channel Energy (7/9)(7/7) (DC: 22)(Avoid 6) (5d6+1+2d6 phylactery)
Amiable Blunder (1/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, re-roll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (0/3)
Melee Attack: BAB +6/+1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +6/+1, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 9, Concentration +15)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark, Comprehend Languages, Message, Read Magic
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (6/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (8/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (4/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (2/5) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration
Ascaria absorbs all the damage he can from the party, knowing in an instant this is going to be bad news*. Then he’s slurped up like a grape and finds himself in a dark place indeed. He nods off… for just a split second, as his skills react to heal him!
Realizing he’s in a bit of a pickle, he draws his dagger and channels again.
He thinks about calling out, but decides to save his breath, as it may take some time to carve his way out...
Round 2, Init 2
CMD vs Grapple = 33 (+2 ManTrain, +2 ImpG, +1 Haste, CMD == 35 +BOF)
Static (Saves etc) below.
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AC 25 , 29 on AoO, 22 Touch; 67/67 HP
BAB = +9/+3 (level 9)
ToHit = 1d20+13+1
RHit = 1d20+14-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
LHit = 1d20+14-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
THit = 1d20+9-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
FHit = 1d20+4-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
Throw = 1d20+13
Fort+8 (+4 vs inhaled and contact poisons, +2 vs. disease)
Reflex+11
Will+6
Initiative +4
CMD=29 (10+ BAB + Str bonus + Dex bonus, 30 Maneuver Training Grapple +2, +1 Manuever training Disarm, +2 class feature "AC Bonus" at level 4/9)
+1 Grapple (Armbands), +2 Grapple MT, +2 Improved Grapple (+5 total)
Then, looking at Mortimer, he produces a bit of licorice root and smiles chanting 'acelerar' to cast haste on the group.
"Wwwowhhhaaaaaa!" exclaims Mortimer, immensely enjoying the refreshment.
In a swift moment, it enlarges, with three deep whooping sounds. The next instance, in the blink of an eye, the creature is upon you, tentacles flailing within the party like a stampede of bulls.
Mortimer gasps as the thing lays into him, trying to pound him into the field.
"Ugh! Can anyone shrink this thing?"
He tries to yank off the nearest tentacle, channelling his strength to his fingers.
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Round 2
Solrisa draws her dagger and stabs into the testicle tentacle holding her.
"This is for Ascaria!" Solrisa slashes even as she heals.
to hit; (DF,Bless,Haste,-PA)
damage.
healing
AC=26 (+10 armor +1 dex +1 NA +2 def + 2 'skin)
HP= 70/78
Right hand = dagger
Left hand =
LoH 1/7 used (4d6+1d6)
Quick Shirt 0/1 used
Wand of Barkskin (45/50 left)
The Dragon Invoked 0/3 used
Breath of the Dragon 0/2 used
[ dice]1d20+16-3+2+1[/dice] to hit; (-PA,heroism,+1 magic,+prayer)
[ dice]1d10+6+6+1d6+2+1+1[/dice] magic nonlethal damage.
[ dice]1d20+11-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA,)
[ dice]1d10+6+6[/dice] magic damage.
[ dice]1d20+16-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d10+8+9[/dice] magic damage.
[ dice]1d20+11-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d10+8+9[/dice] magic damage.
Magic Vestment (9 hours, Blue Light Special Shield, +2)
Bless (Ascaria, +1 morale)
BoF (awesome, Ascaria)
Haste (Eidi)
Divine Favor (2 minutes)
Round 2 Init 2 AC:20 (BoF)
”Anyone have the appropriate sauce for grilled frog legs?
Crap! Is there an appropriate sauce for human legs? I bet there is.
Eri casts Dispel Magic on the enlarge spell.
Eri casts about his brain seeking an insult for the foul beast. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth? Oh, here we go.
”Your momma’s so fat when she sits around the house, she sits the house.”
AC 14 or 18 [dex +3, amu +1, m. armor +4]
CMD 18
BAB +5
Defensive casting = +15 (@7th)
Spell Penetration= +9 (@7th)
The spells/day listed will include the casting (if any) that I made this round
b]Orisons[/b] DC:14(Acid Splash, Create Water, Detect Magic, Disrupt Undead, Mage Hand, Spark, Message, Prestidigitation)
First Level: DC:15 (5/7 per day 4/4 stones) (Burning Disarm, Feather Fall, Grease. Gravity Bow, Mage Armor, Magic Missile, shocking grasp)
Second Level: DC:16 (7/7 per day) (Acid Arrow, Admonishing Ray, Glitterdust, Gust of Wind)
Third Level: DC:17 (2/4 per day) (Dispel Magic, Fireball, Lightning Bolt)
Thunder staff charges: 7/7 (extra d6 dam, 3 rnds ea.)
Shock rounds 0/3
Quick Runner’s Shirt Charge 1/1
Weapon equipped = +2 Composite Long Bow
+11 or +9/+9 (fight+1, sorc +3, ElKn +1, WF, +1, dex +3 bow +2)
+12 or +10/+10 within 30' with +1 dam
Damage bump: +8 [+2 (bow) +2(str) +2 (feat ex pull) +2 (feat arcane weap)]
A shimmer ripples through the entire Catafalque.
The large frog-like creature suddenly reappears at the front of its cage.
Ascaria still stands where he began, unswallowed.
All stand uninjured, ready to enter battle.
Ascaria brings Cayden's vanilla Blessing to all gathered, as soon as he sees the container, then brings caramel Fervor to begin the assault. Eidi brings a magical Haste to his teammates, while Eri launches a Fireball at the creature, drawing first blood. Or does he?
The creature is well and truly struck, but the fireball leaves no observable damage.
Tynan eyeballs the three-eyeballed creature, while Solrisa strengthens herself through gnome and Dragon alike. Mortimer realigns his combat mentality.
The large octo-frog begins a steady advance towards your grouping. It doesn't seem to be in a hurry, much like an apex predator would act.
Eidi steps to a position with a clear shot and casts a ray of exhaustion in an attempt to enfeeble the powerful creature.
A dark ray jumps from the elder man hand into the giant frog!
Round 2, Init 2
Tynan moves in front of Ascaria, but stays close enough should more magics be forthcoming.
CMD:25, FFCMD:21
Fort: +8, Ref: +12, Will: +6
Hit Points: 58/58
Bless, Haste, Blessing of Fervor
Round 2
"Eidi, look! I don't think it's afraid of us!" Solrisa draws BluespRae and imbues it with might and fight for the Dragon. She puts her shield on her back, two handedly waiting the beast.
AC= +10 armor +1 dex +1 NA +2 def + 2 'skin +2 BoF +1 Haste = 29.
HP= 78/78
Right hand = BluespRae
Left hand =
LoH 0/7 used (4d6+1d6)
Quick Shirt 0/1 used
Wand of Barkskin (45/50 left)
The Dragon Invoked 0/3 used
Breath of the Dragon 0/2 used
[ dice]1d20+16-3+2+1[/dice] to hit; (-PA,heroism,+1 magic,+prayer)
[ dice]1d10+6+6+1d6+2+1+1[/dice] magic nonlethal damage.
[ dice]1d20+11-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA,)
[ dice]1d10+6+6[/dice] magic damage.
[ dice]1d20+16-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d10+8+9[/dice] magic damage.
[ dice]1d20+11-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d10+8+9[/dice] magic damage.
Magic Vestment (9 hours, Blue Light Special Shield, +2)
Bless (Ascaria, +1 morale)
BoF (awesome, Ascaria)
Haste (Eidi)
Divine Favor (2 minutes)
BluespRae (+2 more)
Round 2
Static (Saves etc) below.
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AC 25 , 29 on AoO, 22 Touch; 67/67 HP
BAB = +9/+3 (level 9)
ToHit = 1d20+13+1
RHit = 1d20+14-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
LHit = 1d20+14-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
THit = 1d20+9-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
FHit = 1d20+4-2 (-3 more to hit on Power Attack, +1 Weapon Focus, +6 dam on Power Attack, +1d6 if cold)
Throw = 1d20+13
Fort+8 (+4 vs inhaled and contact poisons, +2 vs. disease)
Reflex+11
Will+6
Initiative +4
CMD=29 (10+ BAB + Str bonus + Dex bonus, 30 Maneuver Training Grapple +2, +1 Manuever training Disarm, +2 class feature "AC Bonus" at level 4/9)
+1 Grapple (Armbands), +2 Grapple MT, +2 Improved Grapple (+5 total)
A shimmer ripples through the entire Catafalque.Mortimer blinks, then squints. Did something just happen?! "Is it me, or was that thing just a lot bigger AND closer just a second ago ... ?"
He is suddenly overcome by an ambush of flavor.
YMmmmmmnn! Vanilla, Caramel, Licorice!!! The only thing missing --"Ascaria! Where's the beer?!" he blurts out, almost involuntarily.
The large octo-frog begins a steady advance towards your grouping. It doesn't seem to be in a hurry, much like an apex predator would act.
Oooh... it's going to be like that now... ?!
octo-frog
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Round 2 Init 2 AC:20 (BoF)
As the world suddenly comes back into view Eri blinks and looks around to reestablish reality. That was weird.
With a clear shot, he aims two admonishing rays at the thing.
AC 14 or 18 [dex +3, amu +1, m. armor +4]
CMD 18
BAB +5
Defensive casting = +15 (@7th)
Spell Penetration= +9 (@7th)
The spells/day listed will include the casting (if any) that I made this round
b]Orisons[/b] DC:14(Acid Splash, Create Water, Detect Magic, Disrupt Undead, Mage Hand, Spark, Message, Prestidigitation)
First Level: DC:15 (5/7 per day 4/4 stones) (Burning Disarm, Feather Fall, Grease. Gravity Bow, Mage Armor, Magic Missile, shocking grasp)
Second Level: DC:16 (6/7 per day) (Acid Arrow, Admonishing Ray, Glitterdust, Gust of Wind)
Third Level: DC:17 (3/4 per day) (Dispel Magic, Fireball, Lightning Bolt)
Thunder staff charges: 7/7 (extra d6 dam, 3 rnds ea.)
Shock rounds 0/3
Quick Runner’s Shirt Charge 1/1
Weapon equipped = +2 Composite Long Bow
+11 or +9/+9 (fight+1, sorc +3, ElKn +1, WF, +1, dex +3 bow +2)
+12 or +10/+10 within 30' with +1 dam
Damage bump: +8 [+2 (bow) +2(str) +2 (feat ex pull) +2 (feat arcane weap)]
Round: 2, Initiative: 1
Weapon Equipped = None
Conditions = Magic Vestment on Buckler (1/9h), Bless (1/18m), Blessings of Fervor (2/9r), Haste (2/8r), Prayer (1/9r)
Life Link (9)(100’) = Eidi, Eri, Mort, Sol, Tynan
Channel Energy (9/9)(7/7) (DC: 22)(Avoid 6) (5d6+1+2d6 phylactery)
Amiable Blunder (1/1) (if Diplomacy failed by >5, re-roll to avoid worsening attitude)
Rod of Extend (lesser) (0/3)
Melee Attack: BAB +6/+1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Ranged Attack: BAB +6/+1, Dex +1, Size +1 Damage: +0
Spells (Caster Level 9, Concentration +15)
Once per Day: Arcane Mark, Comprehend Languages, Message, Read Magic
Zero (16): Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Stabilize
First (17): (7/8) Bless, Cure Light Wounds, Diagnose Disease, Enhance Water, Liberating Command, Remove Fear
Second (18): (8/8) Burst of Radiance, Cure Moderate Wounds, Lesser Restoration, Light Prison, Pilfering Hand, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
Third (19): (3/7) Cure Serious Wounds, Daylight, Magic Vestments, Neutralize Poison, Prayer
Fourth (20): (2/5) Blessings of Fervor, Cure Critical Wounds, Protection from Energy Communal, Restoration
Ascaria moves up into the warm embraces of the middle of the party and casts Prayer .
”I’ll fire off a bless next round if I can. We’ll see what happens with that tongue!” he shudders at the thought.
Tynan digs his heels in, moving, then waiting. Solrisa shifts her shield, also waiting for the monster to arrive. Mortimer starts counting tentacles, himself feeling the need to align his might to grapple things big and small. Eidi fires off a Ray, fixing to exhaust the creature. It resists the dark energies somewhat, leaving it fatigued.
Eri lays into the octo-frog with a couple of Rays himself. His second Ray is especially accurate, causing the behemoth greater pain than even the archer could have imagined.
Ascaria brings up another divine blessing to those gathered.
The creature begins taking things personally, as it gets thumped by three Rays. It continues to do the legwork, closing the distance to the very reticent Legio. The crowd begins booing in moments, as the creature actually slows down, and it feels like the fight's imminent beginning is being delayed even longer...