Apologies for the wait, I should have never returned to this Icecube of an oilfield. I blame you tiefling. Prepare to be Smited when I see you in the field!
Rowan str check to aid Tarov:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Rowan takes up position and aids in ramming the door after not really noticing anything amiss...
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
Julian smirks wickedly at what they find on the other side of the doorway. "I thought I smelled something rank!"
His tail whipped around and pulled forth Einharjar with ease, agile bringing the weapon into his waiting hand before the former crusader moved towards what he perceived as enemies, with his black blade in hand. However, to their surprise and woe he brings his free hand forward and casts a spell that unleashes a sickening array of colors on the two unfortunate opponents. ""Kluchuduun ingis!"
Tarov rushes over towards the now unconscious cultists and pokes at them with his improvised battering ram. He laughs as he finds them to be very suitably take care of. "Well, 'at's not half bad, Julian," he says, before attempting to bind the two men. "Ain't sayin' we'll get any more outta these ones than th' others, but it ain't gonna hurt t' try," the knight explains to his companions.
Rowan's eyebrows rise as the two opponents drop after a fantastic array of colors bulls them over into a unconscious, stunned pile. She walks forward as Tarov is binding them, as he finishes she starts to strip them of them of everything useful. Casting it into the rubble piles where they would have a harder time finding or retrieving it...
"Despite that reckless stunt it appears we succeeded in a bloodless entry. Decent work Julian." She coughs into her hand as she avoids sounding too overly friendly. She was still stunned they fell so quickly...
Perception - Looking through the cultists armor and clothes for anything hidden and such.:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Even as Rowan began her search, a mass of fog filled the room, cutting off all sight beyond five feet... and even hiding you from each other. A dull thump could be heard a moment later, though it wasn't immediately clear what the source of the sound was.
There's a brief snarling sound from within the fog, but it's so thick that nothing can be seen.
Julian only:
The thumping sound seems to have come from the stairs, but you've yet to move far enough to examine it properly - but you do briefly notice something passing by on the edges of your sight - whatever it is seems oddly red.
Rowan only:
As you listen, you can hear a few more rapid steps moving through the room - unfortunately, you can't make out anything else...
Tarov only:
A moment after you draw your weapon, a creature lunges out of the fog from behind you and snaps out with its jaws. It looks like some kind of large, twisted canine... if that canine had been made entirely out of blood, rather than flesh and bone.
Surprise Attack:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Despite the surprise of the sudden assault, the creature misses you quite handily, its red jaws completely failing to get a grip on your legs.
Also, please organize the skills in your alias alphabetically. That's MUCH easier to check.
Rowan pulls forth her holy symbol speaking in celestial as she calls upon the aid of Iomedae to protect her from evil!
Cast Protection from evil
As the divine magic surrounds her in a protective field she moves back towards the battered down door. The may have confused them momentarily but she couldn't allow them to escape...
You make your way through the mists, and almost bump into a wall before stopping yourself. The fog is still too thick to really see where you're going, though you can hear more sounds from further inside. At least, it's probably inside...
Rowan only:
It takes a few moments to actually locate the doors - the fog seems to be spilling out of them and into the area around the tower, but there's definitely more light coming from that direction. You don't see any sign of something trying to escape the building.
Tarov only:
The blood-monster crouches low, then jumps up at you again, aiming to bite your flesh open. A moment before it does, a sense of dread shoots through you...
Will (DC 17):1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
...and takes hold, slowing your movements slightly and leaving you a little more open to attack. Effective AC: -2 The blood creature bit down a moment later...
Now that she had her bearings she places herself near the left hand side of the battered down doorway and turns to look back towards what she thought was the center of the room. She advances forward, trying to maintain a straight line and hoping to run into Tarov...
If she encounters no one...
She calls on the scales power, taking an odd pleasure in the feeling of being lifted skyward by the growing nimbus below her feet, hoping to use it to float above the mist. Perhaps it was low hanging and this would give her a lay of the room...
If she encounters Tarov/Julian
She checks to see if he is injured and casts Lay on hands on him. Infusing his being with Iomedae's might and temporarily giving him the strength of the Hand of Valor for 1 minute (+4 vs Fear, +4 to Attack for 10 rounds)
In Celestial "I will protect Kenebras, to the last breath!" The mace goes wide but the look in her eyes was anything but beaten. The protection runes swirled in the mist and she hoped they would be enough.
Tarov begins banging the haft of his weapon against the breastplate of his armor. "Focus on me voice! We'll meet up an' fight t'gether!" the knight calls, his voice filled with courage and resolve.
Tarov starts using Inspiring Commands to Inspire Courage (standard action).
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
Julian's Actions:
Julian wheels around and tries to follow the noise as best he can, Einharjar at the ready as he tries to quietly move through the storm and avoid being caught on unawares...
The fog makes it difficult to perfectly pinpoint Tarov's location, but you're definitely getting closer to where the dwarf is - another few seconds and you should be able to reach him. Right at the end of your movement, at the very edge of your vision, you can see what looks like a brief blast of flame.
Rowan only:
As you rise into the air, it becomes apparent that the fog is high enough to fill the entire chamber - probably not a surprise, given that the ceiling is actually on the low side. Building towers is hard as it is without deliberately making the rooms big. As least you know that you're thirty feet in, or about halfway through - and Tarov's voice sounds close.
Tarov only:
The blood creature pulled back slightly, then exhaled a stream of flames over you.
Fire Damage:2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10 - Reflex DC 14 halves:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19Success! Reduced to 5 damage.
A crossbow bolt flicked through the air a moment later, simply darting through the fog...
...and proving to be surprisingly accurate overall. More importantly, given that it couldn't possibly have come from the canine, it was clear there was at least one more enemy hidden in the fog.
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
Julian's actions:
Perception - Try to not to lose my bearings and head straight for flame's I just saw...:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
:I'm coming Tarov...: At least he hoped it was Tarov being attacked or something, this would be their chance to encircle and kill whatever was left in this place...
Writing this assuming its an enemy. And that I reach them... XD
Move 30ft
K-Planes (Sticking with possible demon attack... S Identify what demon and hopefully its weaknesses...:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
Swift: Use 1 Arcana Point 6/7 remaining to give weapon +1 Enhancement for 1 min 10/10 rounds
Dispelling the nimbus for now she drifts gently to the ground and takes hold of her holy symbol. She speaks a short blessing and hopes it hits all of her companions...
Cast Bless: Bless fills your allies with courage. Each ally gains a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects. 50ft Burst.
Bless counters and dispels bane..
:Iomedae guide me so that I may protect my companions from whatever summoned this mist...: She still had the heavy mace at the ready and proceed forward into the mist once more.
After that advance forward 30ft more towards Tarov hopefully.
Tarov winces, still clanking his weapon against his breastplate. "DO SOMETHIN' 'BOUT THIS DAMNED FOG! Wind, fire, I don't care, just get rid o' it!" he demands, before settling back into his defensive posture.
Julian's blade cuts through the air as the two of you finally find each other, and Einherjar bit deep into the body of the strange, blood-like dog that had breathed fire across Tarov. Its body rippled under the force of the critical blow, but didn't totally break apart, and the canine whirled to confront this new threat and snapped out with its jaws.
Melee vs Julian:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Its fire was one thing, but it didn't seem to be doing a very good job of hurting anyone with its teeth. Given that all of its teeth were made of blood - as was the rest of its body - perhaps there was a reason for that. Unfortunately, even Julian couldn't actually identify the strange beast.
You two have been affected by a Bless spell.
Rowan only:
Your burst of holy energy covers much of the room, and it's very likely that you helped your companions. Advancing forward, you reach the far end of the room. There's no sign of Tarov or Julian there, but the last ten feet of the room are clear of fog, giving you good visibility on both sides.
Einharjar sang in the mist, the speckles of blood torn from the beast whipped off the black blade like morning dew. As if it were unable to stick to the blade's surface, leaving it clean as he spun around and struck once more. Again Einharjar in Julian's hand proved a devastating weapon.
<:Strike true! Tear this disgusting creature apart and cleanse this tower! The city awaits the Storm of Justice to come!:>
Rowan looks around, now that she was clear of the fog, in the hopes of finding where or who it originated from and putting an end to this struggle. Tarov's continued shouting left her feeling bad but ultimately she had to hope he could hold his own as she searched around the edge of the fog.
She scooted along the left edge, looking around cautiously with her heavy mace in hand and shield at the ready.
Double 30ft move if needed - Scouting for enemies and will engage if she sees one.
Tarov's weapon soundly strikes the creature, cutting deep into it and allowing him to heal a bit of the damage he's taken. Julian's followup strike split the creature's head from its body, and it simply vanished into the air. A roar of noise burst through the chamber a moment later-
Ranged Touch Attack vs Julian:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 for Sonic Damage:5d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 3, 5, 2) = 17
-and crashed straight into Julian.
Fortitude DC 18 or be deafened for 1 minute. Fortitude (Julian):1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 Fortitude (Tarov):1d20 + 8 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 3 = 29
Rowan only:
A loud roar fills the room, shaking its floor, but doesn't seem to be centered on you. The left edge of the area is mostly taken up by stairs that head down, and you could probably leap over the railing and head to the floor below. There's no sign of an enemy this way, though.
She moves for the railing and looks down the stairs for a moment to make sure there are no enemies. If there are none she will turn to face the fog once more and search it with her gifts for anything evil in her vicinity...
MA: Move to rails, peer into the dark(?) downstairs Perception:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 Use detect evil! Angle into room for maximum affect, since this corner appears clear she can look out towards the doorway and center (hopefully) to find anythign out there (again, hopefully).
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
Julian and Tarov:
HP 10/27
Fortitude:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
He was nearly blown off his feet by the hit and as the ringing in his ears faded he pulled out a extract and drank it down. He reveled in the feeling of the fast acting tonic and smirked. Going to take more than that to kill me ass!
HP 21/27 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
He twirled Einharjar, whipping the blood from the blade as he looked into the mist around them.
Readied action, listen for noise and move towards it. Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Tarov shrugs off the deafening boom, trying to figure out where it originated, but the dwarven knight can't determine it over the sound of his weapon clanging against his armor. He settles into his defensive posture once more, worried for Julian's safety.
@Julian: Please remember to specify exactly which extracts and the like you're consuming.
There seems to be a small noise somewhere to the east of your position, but given the lack of sight, it's difficult to pinpoint its exact location... which, presumably, was the point of creating the unnatural fog in the first place.
Rowan only:
You are able to detect evil within the range of your spell - though you'll have to study for a bit longer to measure the number and location of auras.
Continue Focusing Detect Evil at will round 2, discerning locations is her end goal.
She had no way to disperse the mist except for defeating the creator. Whether a castor or a beast she would only get one shot to engage them and she wouldn't miss that chance. The Inheritor allowed her to see the evil that was hidden, no matter mist or otherwise, now all she had to focus her mind and find where they stood exactly. Then, and only then would she be able to strike at the enemy.
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
Whoopsie! My bad, I guess I didn't update it soon enough. It was a CLW - Cure Light Wound Extract, He usually always make three a day. One for each companion if needed. His Enlarge Person is still with Tarov. Just FYI~
Currently flying home! Spotty posting. :/
Tarov and Julian:
Julian tries to make his way back towards Tarov if possible, trying to stay grouped together to prevent being overwhelmed individually. He was feeling an increasing amount of frustration over the lack of depth perception. "Can't clear this damn fog... Got to learn s more specific spells..." He twirls Einharjar as he continues speaking. "How are you holding up Tarov? Those other cultists will be coming around in a minute or less..."
Hold position, readied action to strike if someone attacks me.
Tarov sighs, still peering around while making a racket. "Jus' peachy, lad!" he calls over the din. "When I find whoever put up this damned fog, I'm gonna tie him t' th' ceilin' and leave him there!"
No one comes through the fog and towards you, but at least you manage to get close enough to Tarov that you can actually see him within this ridiculous fog.
Rowan only:
Even as you continue to focus, a crossbow bolt shoots out of the fog and towards your chest...
...and manages to pierce through an opening in your armor. The upside is that it's not a very painful blow - closer to a nick than anything that could be called an injury. There's only one aura of evil, and it's faint.
Tarov only:
Nothing provokes an attack as you recover your maneuvers. Sadly, you can't see anywhere else in the building - the only real reference point is the square tiles by your feet, which at least give some kind of direction.
A desperate attempt to avoid their annihilation. It will do them no good... She gripped themace tightly, as the aura solidified. Its location would soon be in her mind and with it the end of this pointless struggle.
[Ooc] continue concentrating, 7/10 rounds of divine favor left + bless.[ooc]
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
"Well Tarov lets push into this mist and find our companion before she gets herself killed." Julian twirled Einharjar as he tried to stay in step with Tarov. Lest they get separated again...
delay to Tarov ini before moving forward. Julian will lead the way.
The rest of the tower seems to be disturbingly quiet - you're not hearing sounds from Rowan or any enemy. Still, she does seem to be all right - you emerge from the fog at the far end of the building, right across from the entrance, where there's about ten feet of open space the fog didn't fill. The paladin is concentrating intently, and seems to be focused on something still within the fog.
Rowan only:
The evil aura seems to be coming from 25 feet in front of you, slightly to the right. It gestures at you a moment later, and a burst of magic shoots out of its fingers.
Fort DC 17:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Whatever the figure was attempting to cast dissipates harmlessly against you. A moment later, you see Julian and Tarov emerge from the mists, about right in the middle of the building.
1d20 + 5 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 4 + 1 = 17 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13
Her eyes never wavered from where she concentrated, she could only hope that Julian and Tarov would follow her into the mist...
SA: Activate Smite Evil AC 26 (+2 Pro from Evil +4 Smite Evil Touch AC = 20 FF 16
In Celestial"Your magic will avail you not! This day your evil ends here!" She raises the heavy mace and the hammer of divine energy surges through it before she presses into the mist and towards her opponent. Intending to crush them swiftly...
As she closed the distance she focused her mind on the void and the last 5ft between her and her foe vanished into darkness. She spun on her heel in the darkness as a light began to form, as quickly as the world had fell away it was back and her opponents back was too her now as she brought the heavy mace down in a deadly arc...
If I can drive him back than we can end this in an instant!
Spending 1 arcane point to use demensional slide during her movement to move past and behind her opponent 10ft move can be done as part of move action MA: Move full 30ft +10 ft dimensional slide, as needed to get behind her opponent SwA: Activate Smite Evil Spells in effect - Pro from evil at least 5/10 rounds left, + bless. SA: Attack with Heavy Mace
Didn't realize I didn't place any of my used actions in my above post save for attack. *Is embarrassed* I think it is corrected now.
Other than that I think everything else is in order.
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
Julian was about to speak when the Paladin raises her mace, he'd seen such an action before and cursed as he rushed over to where she was standing. But she was gone before he reached her.
Perception - Try and correctly interpret which direction she was going? Hopefully...:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
MA:2x One to reach where she was standing and the other to push into the mist after her.
Finally, your attack manages to connect with the target - a tall, red-skinned tiefling with the symbol of an upside-down star within a circle decorating his chest. More relevantly, however, his body also seemed to be shrouded in a slightly-transparent set of armor, and that very protection had deflected some of the damage from your blow.
Melee Touch:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
The tiefling jabbed out with one hand a moment later, dark energy crackling around it, but came nowhere close to protecting a warrior shielded by her faith. The entire time, he had remained silent - indeed, you hadn't heard chanting for spellcasting this entire time.
Julian and Tarov:
If Rowan had said more about where she was going, this would have been easier... but as you move forward, you can finally close in on the target she found, a red-skinned tiefling wearing a strange suit of glowing chainmail. You're still within the fog, and though you have concealment from the enemy even at this close range, he also has concealment from you...
JulianReligion: Desna | HP: 96/103 | AC: 27 / T: 23 / FF: 14 / Resist: Fire 5 Defiant Armor - vs Evil Outsiders +2 AC DR 2/- | F: +8, R: +14, W: +8 | BAB +6 CMB: +7 CMD: +30 | Ini: +15 Perception: +15
Attack with Einharjar (Add +2 if flanking is viable.:1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 10 + 1 = 20 Damage with Einharjar:1d6 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
Concealment?:1d100 ⇒ 90
"There you are? Lets get this guy Tarov!" Julian closed the last few steps and swung at their mysterious adversary. It doesn't matter what magic they wield! Today they will Fall!
:Nothing shall stand against the storm, the judgement these demons have called down will be righteous and reduce them to ash! All who serve them will fall!:
Tarov shuffles forward, grunting loudly in agreement with Julian's call, shouting, "We'll be puttin' an' end t' yer plans, cultist!" The knight puts himself within striking distance of the hostile tiefling, before attempting to deliver a precise attack.
Tarov moves closer to the tiefling (move action), uses Encouraging Roar (swift action), then uses Enduring Crane Strike (standard action).
Rowan continued to swing at her foe, prepared to bring him down alone. Her heart soared when she heard the Tiefling's shout to Tarov. She knew now that she didn't stand alone...
In celestial"Surrender is pass prepared to fall fiend!" The heavy mace thrummed with divine might as she swung downward at her opponent
Julian and Tarov's strikes struck the tiefling, accurate despite the fog, though Rowan's attack wasn't quite able to connect with his body. "You mean like how your city fell to pieces?" the tiefling asked, finally breaking his silence. Even the sound of his voice seemed to carry the taint of the infernal realms, and he laughed as his hand was surrounded by dark energy. He swiped out at Julian a moment later...
...and solidly connected with the blow. Even as the energy ripped at Julian, the enemy tiefling seemed to feed on it, his wounds healing slightly. The effect was recognizable as that of a Vampiric Touch spell, though how he'd cast it so quickly, without even needing to concentrate, was unknown. "And I see you've brought one of my... ascended brothers with you." He added with a chuckle. "Try to deny the pit all you want... but sooner or later, blood always wins out."
