GM SpiderBeard's Carrion Crown (Inactive)

Game Master motteditor

Save vs Dragon Fear: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21 DC 24.
Bronin was prepared, Bronin had his mind focused on the task at hand -like normal with a myriad of useless questions. But then the Dragon's arrival causes something to snap.
He just can't move. He just can't get himself into the fray.

failed save - cowering.

Will Save DC 24: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32

Seeing the dragon swoop in down the street Elena prepares herself. Just as the dragon begins to breathe she closes her eyes and runs out from hiding to underneath the dragon's belly. Raising her hands she releases a dark lightning into it. The stormbolts scatter all around her in 30 feet and into the dragon.

Stormbolts Damage (Electricity): 15d8 ⇒ (4, 1, 7, 1, 7, 1, 1, 3, 8, 5, 8, 5, 6, 4, 7) = 68 + Stunned for 1 round
DC 24 Fort Save for half damage and negate the stunned

Round 1

Wren, staying unseen, stays back (at least 120’) and fires at the dragon with her intensified metamagic rod.

7d4 + 7 ⇒ (1, 1, 3, 4, 1, 3, 2) + 7 = 22 force damage (intense magic missile)
1d20 + 15 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 15 + 6 = 32 SR

will save: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (11) + 17 = 28

Lena is out of the blast effect and the fear washes over her with little effect. She accelerates forward to one side of the dragon and casts disintegrate

disintegrate: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (18) + 18 = 36 Touch attack

SR: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (15) + 17 = 32

damage: 30d6 + 2 ⇒ (1, 3, 1, 2, 4, 1, 4, 6, 6, 5, 4, 3, 3, 4, 5, 2, 4, 2, 5, 5, 3, 6, 1, 3, 3, 3, 1, 6, 3, 5) + 2 = 106

DC24 Fort save for reduced damage

damage: 5d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 6, 3, 3, 3) + 2 = 23

will: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24

WHiskeyjack's alcohol-addled mind had specific protections up against mental effects, and the swig of holy juice he took before the battle certainly didn't hurt. Casting an empowering spell on himself, he saw Adder rocked by the fire and shot forward, raising his hammer up and bringing it down on the dragon's crest as hard as he could.

attack, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 = 37
damage, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d10 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + (2, 5) + (5, 3) = 44

Will DC 24: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Ref DC 24: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

Adder cowers, shaken and untouched by the flames.

Evasion

1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27 Will vs. Fear

Lol. Motte pinged me about this but I offered a snarky remark not realizing he was talking about this. Sorry!

As Adder and Bronin suddenly find themselves overcome with fear, Whiskey charges in solo, taking a vicious bite as he gets close enough to slam his hammer home 28 hp. A moment later, the group's spells slam into the creature, but to their misfortune this time, it manages to avoid the worst of it from Elena and Vladlena.

Letting out a roar of rage, it bites Whiskey again, grinding its teeth into him 37 hp, and then races toward Vladlena, clearly planning to make sure her next disintegrate spell will be her very last. Whiskey will get an AoO.

Party is up again. It's about 30 feet from Lena.

Lena gulps as the dragon charges towards her, then dimension doors

Nope!

Quickened dimension door to 300 feet on the other side of it, then casts vanish.

Round 2

Wren, staying unseen, stays back (at least 120’) and fires at the dragon again.

5d4 + 5 ⇒ (1, 4, 3, 4, 3) + 5 = 20 force damage (intense magic missile)
1d20 + 15 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 15 + 6 = 37 SR

Elena reaches up both hands and releases pure hellfire into the belly of the beast. She screams loudly, though it can't be heard over the whoosh of the flames as they illuminate her skin and cause her brown hair to flick around wildly.

Hellfire Ray RTA: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23
Damage: 15d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 2, 4, 3, 1, 2, 5, 6, 3, 5, 5, 2, 3, 4) = 52

Hellfire Ray RTA: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
Damage: 15d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 3, 4, 2, 3, 5, 5, 1, 3, 1, 6, 4, 6, 5) = 56

Bronin , still shaken by this creature advances forward. The evil dragon is going for FieryLena!

When she disappears in a quick flash. Hoo! Hooo! Hoo! She outsmarted you. Of course that's easy - being that you are once dead and used to having targets caged or chained. You have forgotten how to be the scourge that you think you are. Die a second time you fat and lazy fiend!

He charges at the dragon.
attack: 1d20 + 19 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 19 + 6 + 2 = 34 damage: 2d6 + 17 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6) + 17 + 6 = 33 If it's affected by fire, please add 1d6 ⇒ 6 Fire.

AC 30 (Minus 2 due to charge) HP:194/194 Shaken. @ GM I think you get an Attack of Opportunity on me. Also, if I could get a flank bonus - +2, I'd have positioned myself for that too.

AoO, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 = 32
damage, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d10 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (8) + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + (2, 1) + (1, 6) = 41

Whiskeyjack felt the hit as he raced in, but the pounding he gave the dragon was worth it. He swung at it again as it tried to go after Lena, his fight waking his attack a little wobbly.

"Come back 'ere an' figh', ye maggot-ridden pox bucke'! I be takin' worse hits from the sand fleas in me britches then ye be dealin' ou'! An' ye be callin' yerself a dragon. A half-rotten flyin' worm ye be!"

Whiskeyjack gave himself a touch of healing then flew in after Bronin, again bringing his hammer in like a thunderstrike.

swift fervor healing: 5d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 4, 4, 6) = 18

Attack, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 = 35
damage, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d10 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (9) + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + (5, 2) + (6, 1) = 46

As Lena disappears, new combatants take her place, Whiskey and Bronin rushing to the fray. Magic blasts through the sky, though Elena's fiery rays seem to do nothing to the undead monstrosity they didn't beat its SR. Unfortunately, steel has little more effect against the creature, though Bronin is able to take advantage of the magic to get close without getting bitten.

Backwinging away from its attackers, the dragon casts a spell.

Bronin and Whiskey get AoO; it's now 40 feet away from them.

Adder moves in to attack, flanking the creature.

Attack: 1d20 + 24 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 24 + 2 - 2 = 28
Damage: 2d4 + 22 ⇒ (1, 4) + 22 = 27
Sneak: 4d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 6, 4) = 18

1d20 + 24 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 24 + 2 = 38 Spellcraft

Oh man, what a jerk. Will see if Bronin or W'Jack or Lena can take it down or if Wren needs to roll up her feathers and dig deep for something fun.

By jerk, I assume you mean me for not thinking of that and having it cast earlier.

Bronin swings on the dragon trying to get his sword to bite deep into the undead.

attack: 1d20 + 19 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 19 + 6 = 30 Favored Enemy. damage: 2d6 + 17 + 6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 17 + 6 = 28

His sword dramatically swings wide.

spellcraft: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (12) + 19 = 31

Lena, under the cover of her vanish spell closes. She notes the spell the dragon cast and starts to strategies.

Hmm, a globe of invulnerability. Lesser I think. That cancels out the lower class spells. Guess Wren will have to cast more than magic missile for once. Does she even have any big attack spells? Focus, Fireheart! disintegrate works OK, and I have a few of those left. Probably best to emulate the crazy bird elf in this one. But maybe a support spell? Yes

Lena moves 40 feet closer and casts greater heroism on herself

Greater heroism: This spell functions like heroism, except the creature gains a +4 morale bonus on attack rolls, saves, skill checks, immunity to fear effects, and temporary hit points equal to your caster level (maximum 20).

so +15hp, and sundry bonuses

After casting she thinks you know, I should have cast this on Whiskeyjack, Bronin and Adder. Oh well, shoulda, coulda, woulda

AoO, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 = 27
damage, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d10 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + (5, 2) + (5, 3) = 41

Whiskeyjack lashed out at where the dragon had been just a moment before, spinning an almost complete circle int eh air as he missed his target. He flew forward, hoping to land another good hit, but it wasn't natural for a dwarf to fly. All well and good for that birdbrained elf, but dwarfs were meant to be solidly on ( or even underneath) the ground.

Attack, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 19 + 1 + 2 - 3 + 4 = 31
damage, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d10 + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 1 + 2 + 6 + 4 + (2, 6) + (2, 4) = 41

The hellfire rays continue to fire from Elena's hands, but after a few seconds she is spent as the flames sputter out. She looks worried as the undead dragon simply seems to absorb the powerful magic. "S*#+..." Sweat beads her face as her hair falls and mats to the side. "This isn't good, he absorbed too much!"

Hellfire Ray RTA: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
Damage: 15d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 3, 2, 3, 1, 4, 3, 4, 6, 4, 5, 3, 6, 2) = 50

Hellfire Ray RTA: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Damage: 15d6 ⇒ (2, 3, 4, 1, 6, 5, 2, 6, 4, 2, 3, 4, 4, 3, 1) = 50

SR Check: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16

If the creature is still up...

Round 4

Wren, staying unseen, moves closer to offer a trick from Lena's spellbook (if she had one). She casts Disintegrate.

1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27 touch attack
28d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 1, 4, 1, 6, 1, 2, 1, 6, 2, 2, 4, 5, 4, 3, 3, 3, 1, 5, 3, 5, 4, 2, 4, 6, 5, 6) = 92 Disintegrate Fort 24 or
5d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 3, 5, 1) = 12 damage
1d20 + 15 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 15 + 6 = 41 SR

Still shaken by this dragon, it's affecting his sword swings. But, he ventures forward.

I will pursue you all over this acid rain terrain. You will be dust and bones!

He moves in and closes distance. Probably provoking.
attack: 1d20 + 19 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 19 + 6 = 42 damage: 2d6 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (5, 3) + 17 + (4) = 29

Wren's spell blasts the dragon, and whether her magic is stronger than Lena's or the earlier spell simply weakened it, the green light washes over the undead monstrosity. When it ebbs away, the dragon is gone too, only a pile of dust falling to the ground!

Dragon Fort: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (2) + 16 = 18 Wahwah...

Fight is over! Next stop, Gallowspire, I assume?

"We need to hurry into Gallowspire, that likely drew a lot of attention." Elena scoops up the chicken as it continuously walks into a pile of rubble like it is stuck in some sort of loop and begins to flee.

well damn. That crazy elf is going to preen unsufferably after this
Lena joins the others

Well that was entertaining

As it turns out, Wren was predictably insufferable about all this.

Wren smiles smugly to herself as her powerful magics undid the dragon so thoroughly, trying to hide her smug smile smugly behind her smug hand...it did not succeed in hiding her smug. Her cracked yellow teeth didn't even ruin the effect.

"And that, my dearies, and I hope you were taking notes...*that* is how you disintegrate your foes," Wren points out to her little chickadees as she flies slow circles over their heads.

She pauses for a moment and preens her feathered armor before looking down upon the party.

"Well, shall we move on? Which way next? To the Spire, is it?"

Wren will follow along.

Bronin smiles a bit internally as Wren's reaction and obvious look into her soul reveals something reliable and predictable.

It's nice to know that the world is not total madness and that some things can be relied upon. Like Wren preening her feathers.

then he thinks a bit about what he was thinking and mumbles to himself.
What a juxtaposition, I'm thinking that something the "mad as a cracked scimitar" Wren said was normal and comforting. Sometimes I wonder if this world deserves saving.

Then he answers his own question and talks to himself.
Of course this world deserves saving. Let's get to the Spire. I'll take point.

He moves forward to the main spire. He mentally calls for his horse, patience if he finds that the Spire has enough room for a horse to occupy.

Lena looks at Bronin Ah, Bronin. Who are you talking to?

She reacts to Wren's gloating by ignoring it.

The threat of the dragon apparently eliminated you resume your progress back toward the center of the ruined city and your ultimate showdown with Adivion Adrissant.

An ornate tower of crumbling gray stone spears through the heart of Adorak, its walls festooned with hanging chains and cruel, barbed hooks impaling countless preserved corpses. A haze of gray dust perpetually falls from the towering obelisk, almost as if the stone itself was rotting. A stairway of entwined skeletons spirals around the perimeter of the tower, and swirling phantoms howl and scream in a furious storm of unquiet dead around the spire’s dizzying heights. The only entrance into the windowless tower appears to be a pair of massive doors at the fortress’s base. Constructed of dark basalt and iron, the tower reaches over 400 feet high. You suspect any attempt to fly up would meet some horrific end in the howls of the unquiet undead -- not to mention the ongoing storm that has been keeping you mostly at ground level.

Ahead of you, gigantic skeletal arms clasp immense doors of dark metal, but whether they are holding the doors closed or stand poised to open them is unclear. Two clearly undead forms shrouded in tattered knightly armor stand guard.

Everyone except Bronin is up for Round 1/2. Let's assume you're 30 feet away to start. We'll be mapless for this fight.

1d20 + 24 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 24 + 2 = 27 Know (Religion)

Wren stops up short when she sees the undead, pulling out her wand even as she identifies the threat.

”How *dare* these minor undeads try to stop me, the Slayer of Undeath Dragons, from getting where I want to go! Did they not see the complete destruction of my past foe?” Wren says, reminding everyone in case they forgot.

DRs? SRs? Fire immunities?

They resist magic -- and some spells (banishment, chaos hammer, confusion, crushing despair, detect thoughts, dispel evil, dominate person, fear, geas/quest, holy word, hypnotism, imprisonment, magic jar, maze, suggestion, trap the soul, or any form of charm or compulsion) instead affect souls they're devoured instead of them. No DR, or fire immunity.

Bronin thinks about what FieryLena said. Who was he talking to. Well, he was talking to himself.
He wasn't focusing.
Hey, wait, is there a combat going on?
Bronin... always late to the party.

Light them up! Wren, use a proper spell this time!

fireball quickened: 15d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 5, 3, 2, 6, 6, 6, 2, 6, 6, 1, 4, 6, 2, 1) + 1 = 61

SR: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (11) + 17 = 28

fireball empowered: 15d6 + 1 ⇒ (1, 4, 2, 6, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 3, 3, 6, 5, 3, 4) + 1 = 49 x1.5=

SR: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34

Reflex save for half DC21

Elena looks down upon the pair of undead. After taking down an actual dragon it seems that nothing could stand in their way.

Split Hex Misfortune (DC 25 Will)

Wren nods at Lena, but does not yet waste her magics on the foes. She would prefer to conserve her magics and waits to see the results of the both Bronin and W'Jack's efforts.

@ Wren, I think the GM indicated that I was last in combat-- after the enemy. Thus my post of being side tracked and distracted, and Bronin like. Are you delaying until after the bad guys, Whiskey and me?

Oh yes, Wren is delaying as she’s somewhat spent and wants to preserve something if she can. Also, she does enjoy seeing Bronin knocked around a bit and doesn’t want to be distracted from that.

Wren stretches, and thinks about preening a bit more.

Seeing that the others were waiting on him, Whiskeyjack hefted hammer and shield and darted forward, bringing the hammer around for a testing blow on the undead to the right.

attack, bane, pa: 1d20 + 19 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (9) + 19 + 2 - 3 = 27
damage, bane, holy, pa, dp: 1d10 + 10 + 2 + 6 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 2 + 6 + (6, 5) = 35

Edit: double checking to make sure I am not rolling d10s

Wren waits and watches as Whiskey and Adder rush in to attack following Lena's and Elena's magics. The fireballs wash over them -- the first seems surprised when a second follows the first explosion, catching him fully -- but the hex looks like it may not do much.

Whiskey's hammer slams into that first monstrosity, followed by a blow from Adder that separates its head from its body. The remaining foe curls its lip and gestures to Lena, whose head suddenly seems to start swimming Need a DC 21 Will save or be confused for 18 rounds.

Party is up!

Round 1

Wren finally acts, attacking the undead with force missiles.

”cawCAW!”

5d4 + 5 ⇒ (2, 3, 4, 4, 2) + 5 = 20 force damage
2/50 charges left.

will: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (3) + 18 = 21

phew

Seeing her hex not having much of an effect Elena concentrates harder in a last ditch effort to get it to stick.

Accursed Hex Split Hex Misfortune (DC 25 Will)

Whiskeyjack steps to the other guard and repeats his assault, grumbling the while while about the work making a dwarf thirsty.

attack, bane, pa: 1d20 + 19 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (6) + 19 + 2 - 3 = 24
damage, bane, holy, pa: 1d10 + 10 + 2 + 6 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 10 + 2 + 6 + (4, 4) = 28

Lena moves a bit closer and scorching rays the one that tried to spell her with a word and snap of her hand (five-foot move)

SR quickened scorching ray: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 19

AND the spell fizzled What! (swears in dwarven so whiskyjack blushes)

So she tries again

SR scorching ray: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (10) + 17 = 27

scorching ray 1: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34 touch attack

damage: 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 3, 2, 5) + 2 = 14

scorching ray 2: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (8) + 17 = 25 touch attack

damage: 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (1, 6, 1, 4) + 2 = 14

scorching ray 2: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (19) + 17 = 36 touch attack

damage: 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 3, 4, 3) + 2 = 18

And the undead gets plastered by a flurry of fire

Bronin comes flying in and takes a solid swipe at the enemy.

attack: 1d20 + 19 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 19 + 6 = 41 damage: 2d6 + 17 + 6 + 1d6 ⇒ (3, 6) + 17 + 6 + (6) = 38 The D6 is Fire.

I think Fire is effective! Get it FieryLena!

With just one foe remaining, the group concentrates all its aggression on it, blasting it with fire and steel. It swipes furiously as Bronin gets close, but he ducks under its hand. A moment later, it is turned into so much ash by Lena's spell. All that remains are a pair of broken -- once masterwork -- breastplates.

The gates stand closed against you.

Fight is over.

"Well, dearies, that was nice. Are we ready to continue? Those gates aren't going to open themselves," Wren says, floating in the back of the party and trying to keep her little ducklings safe.

"Well, they migh' if'n ye be havin' th' righ' spells. Course we all know how unlikely tha'd be!"

Whiskeyjack looked at the door to see if there was any way of opening it from this side before attempting to use his dwarven skeleton key.

perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

Dwarven Skeleton Key: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Damn, two natural 20s! I suppose I need to give you something for that...

The doors look massive, and Whiskey quickly realizes they, and the skeletal arms, are both crafted out of adamantine and sealed with an arcane lock. Based on their appearance, even if both were unlocked, the massive portals weigh over 200 tons each, requiring the Strength of a Titan to drag open. Fortunately, it looks like the giant arms are animated and would pull the doors open with the right prompt. Considering the area and its inhabitants, it might require negative energy.