Round 4
The halfling is still not feeling his best. He takes a 5' step forward and fires arrows at the baddie in the far corner of the room. He even impresses himself with his precise shooting around his comrades. Over the years he has surely improved his precise shooting.
Ranged attack
sh bow cold iron arrow
Many Shot
Rapid shot
sh bow cold iron arrow
2nd attack
sh bow cold iron arrow
Hasted attack
sh bow cold iron arrow
Bytor casts Dispel Magic in an attempt to counterspell Tess's Confusion.
Unrak, his head finally clear (sort of), now seeks to end the biggest threat by slaying the witch! (If either of the first 2 attacks bring her down, then 5' step north and use the remaining attack(s) on the devil) If all 3 attacks DON'T bring her down, I'll 5' step northwest, leaving the witch as Tess' closest foe.
<--REROLLING THIS ATTACK with "Certain Strike" ability, reroll below
Current conditions:
Raging, -2 AC, +2 Will
Ironskin, +5 AC
Haste, +1 AC/Ref
Hit/Dam +3/+2 (haste + bard)
Total AC: 25
Filled with righteous rage, Unrak cuts down the foe who so befuddled him in two mighty strokes. The third he dedicates to the demon. With the woman gone, Tess finds that her vision clears also.
Delnin then follows up Unrak's assault with a pretty volley of his own. His shots all land, though each arrow barely punches through the demon's taut red skin.
Round IV
1. Gozrek (sickened, 21/52 hp), Augrym (63/106 hp), Unrak (Reflex, 89/115 hp), Delnin (sickened, 55/84 hp; Lobo sickened, 65/97 hp), Bytor (sickened, 62/93 hp)
2. Sisters, Babau (orange 64 dmg)
3. Taranis (81/91 hp; ant @ 10 dmg), Tess (45/80 hp)
The warrior manages to pull his blade out of harm's way
Bytor moves over and casts Cure Critical Wounds on Gozrek.
"We need you strong, my friend."
Isolated and injured, the babau drops the spear and lashes out with tooth and claw, ripping the head of the summoned ant from its body.
MISS
THREAT Critical
MISS
Round IV
3. Taranis (81/91 hp), Tess (45/80 hp)
Round V
1. Gozrek (sickened), Augrym (63/106 hp), Unrak (89/115 hp), Delnin (sickened, 55/84 hp; Lobo sickened, 65/97 hp), Bytor (sickened, 62/93 hp)
2. Babau (orange 64 dmg)
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Taranis nods to Gozrek, delaying his own move in favor of those closer:
The lad takes an invisible bolestra towards the remaining fiend:
THREAT
for
Senses returning, Tess hastily steps toward the remaining demon and lashes out with her blade. "Die, fiend!"
Sensing the end, his blood up, Unrak roars in triumph as he hacks at the demon, trying to get the kill!!
Tess is quickest with her blade, putting a final end to the threat!
After a few moments to catch your breath, you notice that there are no visible exits from the room---save the passageway where you came in.
Delnin first takes stock of injuries on Lobo and himself.
The ranger then takes a moment to move forward and collect arrows. He also studies the downed body of the demon, looking for weak points in the physiology of the accursed form.
Gozrek looks a little sad that he didn't get the final blow of revenge in the room. He spits on the corpse before taking everything of value.
The demon disappears when the final blow is struck. On each of the black-robed women, Gozrek finds little except bloodshot glass eyes, pouches with spell components, and daggers that feel unnaturally sharp.
Gozrek affixes one of the daggers to his belt and raises his eyebrows to the others to see who wants the other one.
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Gozrek affixes one of the daggers to his belt and raises his eyebrows to the others to see who wants the other one.
"Come, let us tend to our wounds and press on. I am eager to be done here."
He begins administering quick help with a wand:
I'll take some of that healing if anyone's doling it out...but hang on. I'm not satisfied that there's nothing else here.
Unrak takes his time to look around for the secret door he's sure is there.
Bytor joins Unrak in searching.
The ranger whips out his CLWs wand and starts sending healing magic into Lobo and himself.
Lobo CLWs 4 charges 92 out of 97 hps
Delnin 4 more charges for 8 total, 78 hps for Delnin
The demon's slimy exterior does a number on Tess's weapon.
While other's tend to their wounds, Unrak and Bytor begin a methodical search of the large room's walls.
i swear to Odin this effing dicebot...
Running his hand along the southern wall, Bytor discovers that part of the rock is illusory---after a moment's concentration, his vision clears to see cold, iron double doors.
They do not budge when pushed.
The halfling moves over to the stonedoors. While waiting for the rogue to also come lend a hand, he gives it an inspection.
Perception
Gozrek steps up and examines the doors for traps before working through how to open them:
The doors do not appear to be trapped, so Gozrek sets to work. He breaks two picks before finding success with a third.
Beyond the doors is a long chamber with four boulders of varying size lying haphazardly near the door. At the far end, progressively larger steps rise toward another set of iron doors. Each step bears a round depression of the same size as one of the boulders at the bottom.
Unrak moves to the first boulder, and nods wordlessly to Augrym to join him. The big warrior then tilts his head, giving Augrym the choice of whether to take the lead, or to assist Unrak's attempt.
Unrak moves to the first boulder, and nods wordlessly to Augrym to join him. The big warrior then tilts his head, giving Augrym the choice of whether to take the lead, or to assist Unrak's attempt.
The halfling pulls a rope from his pack and starts making some loops and knots. He begins tying one end to a boulder and another to Lobo. He looks to Unrack. The pup is pretty strong…
The large wolf doesnt seem to fuss over being called to pulling duty.
Strength
Augrym attempts to aid the dog.
The pup is pretty strong…
*blink* *blink* Holy sh1t, indeed!!
Tess retrieves a wand with some curative magic on it. She looks to Taranis for assistance while the others busy themselves with illusions, locked gates, and large boulders.
"A few charges should suffice for the collection of wounds I've earned."
She smiles, thanks the bearded druid, and takes her wand back.
As the group works on clearing the way, Tess casts a spell to detect the presence of magic, looking about the area.
"I think you will want to start with the largest stone first."
Augrym gives the smallest stone a few pushes. It rocks a couple of times, but settles back after a moment's strain before Tess speaks up.
Taranis shakes his head a little bit. "Not all my muscle changes, but I can try. Follow along and lend me your Aid"
A moment later the Duke turns into a huge elephant and begins pushing...
Augrym gives the smallest stone a few pushes. It rocks a couple of times, but settles back after a moment's strain before Tess speaks up.
The druidephant swells to occupy most of the narrow chamber. He ably guides the first stone into the smallest aperture, where it descends with a satifying *click*. The second stone he likewise pushes into its proper place (perhaps with a little guiding help from his brother), and there is a second satisfying *click*.
The next three minutes he spends struggling to get his grey-skinned shoulder in the right spot to move the third stone.
Using his trunk, he pushes others to help.
Taraniphant struggles for another minute, getting the third boulder partway up the steps before losing control of it; it settles back near the bottom step. His next attempt is more successful, however, and the third stone settles into place with another satisfying *click*.
He turns back for the fourth and final stone. After a few steps down the terraced steps, there is a much louder, much more ominous *CLICK*. All of the steps suddenly shift, sloping together to form a single long slide from the top of the room to the bottom... and releasing the three stones already settled further uphill.
They rapidly crash into the party assembled below!
Unrak is caught with his hands on his knees, catching his breath...
Tess simply cannot move fast enough to avoid the boulders.
Reflex
Reflex
The badly battered heroes stagger to their feet with bruised muscles and more than a few cracked bones.
The doors at the far end of the room have swung open, at least.