GMthunderspirit's Dragon's Demand (Inactive)

Game Master thunderspirit

Endar and Compy spring over to the drake, readying for action!

The beast rears back its head as it sails overhead, some ten feet above the party's head, and emits a ball of fire that explodes in your midst!
Treat as a breath weapon fireball, DC 18 Refl save for half
fiery burning: 6d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 4, 6, 2, 2) = 22

You guys are up! The drake is 10 feet high; Valgrim, Kinn, and Achmed all feel threatened where they stand.

REF: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 1 = 19

Can't get to full sheet ATM to take turn.

CLB+PBS: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 1 = 25...DMG: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4

Valgrim takes a step back and then lets loose an arrow at the creature...

"PLAN...?!" he yells out asking...

Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 damn, and I have evasion vs dragon breath too

Kinn has no time to think of a plan. His body glows with a soft light and the burns seem to fall away LoH (Move Action): 3d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 1) = 8; a moment later his blade shines a brilliant hue (cast bless weapon as a standard). He steps out of the wyrm's reach and bellows, "COME MEET YOUR DOOM, SNAKE!!!" Declare Smite Evil as a swift. AC is 22.

Mordenaar dives behind Kinn, who takes the the bulk of the blast that the slayer ducked.

I'll need a Reflex save from Valgrim and Achmed, too.

To clarify, Endar and Compy were not hit by the fireball, correct?

To clarify, Endar and Compy were not hit by the fireball, correct?

Correct.

reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

withdraww Achmed moves back

My action is largely going to be based on how easy it appears it is for this thing to hover...

My action is largely going to be based on how easy it appears it is for this thing to hover...

Easy enough that it doesn't need to make a roll.

REF: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 yuck!

Valgrim shoots and hits with his bow, as he wipes away the soot from the drake's breath weapon!

Kinn casts a spell on his weapon and calls the fury of the Dawnflower down upon the beast!

Achmed is not pleased by his proximity to the creature, and uses his ducki-and-cover technique to move away!

Mordenaar, Endar!

"You pathetic reject! Bring your fake arsed half dragon self to my gladii!" Mordenaar taunts the creature in Draconic. He readies his twin blades Atk: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 1 = 24 for DMG: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9

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Endar and Compy, realizing they now are on the wrong side of the room, sprint back the other way. Endar is able to charge and stab at the drake.
pike, charge: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 2 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Effective AC is 14 this round.

Mordenaar taunts and readies!

Endar charges, with Compy behind him, but his pike cannot strike the drake!

The drake is clearly infuriated by Mordenaar's insult, but is cunning enough to know that Valgrim's bow is currently a larger threat! It sails over the amphitheater and gives Valgrim a chomp on its way past! (Movement will provoke from Endar, and from Compy if its size allows it to have reach.)

Flyby Attack vs. Valgrim, higher ground: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 1 = 15
bite dmg: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (5, 6) + 5 = 16 plus fire: 1d6 ⇒ 2

You guys are up! Drake is hovering 10 feet off the ground, requiring reach to melee it.

Endar AOO: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Take this! Hopefully it works"

Achmed casts magic missile at the creature.

damage: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (3, 2) + 2 = 7

Valgrim activates his healing judgement fast healing 2... and sends an arrow at the dragon...

CLB+PBS: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 1 = 13...DMG: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5

Kinn moves to stand between Valgrim and Achmed, healing himself along the way LoH (Swift): 3d6 ⇒ (2, 3, 3) = 8. He readies his blades. "Stand and fight, coward!!!"

Readied Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 3 = 16 clearly, the dice bot wants us all to die
Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 8 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 8 + (2, 3) = 19

Mordenaar swears something truly foul before sheathing his blades and drawing his unused bow.

Endar's attack of opportunity misses, along with Valgrim's arrow (Kinn's readied action will as well, when it triggers) but Achmed's magic missile does not!

"GRRRR"
Endar goes after the dragon and stabs at it again.
pike: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Endar's attack is no more successful than his attack of opportunity was!

The drake flies over, perching on the piano, emits another fireball breath attack!
FIRE!: 6d6 ⇒ (5, 3, 2, 2, 2, 6) = 20 DC 18 Refl for half; Compy and Mordenaar are out of the blast.

You guys are up!

reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

down 5 HP with fire resistance

Achmed hurls another magic missile

damage: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (2, 4) + 2 = 8

REF: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18 Valgrim dodges out of the way and gets partly singed.... takes 10 damage=5/35 HP
he moves out of the line of fire and away from the others and casts CMW on himself...
CMW: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (5, 1) + 4 = 10

+ FH2 Hit Points= 17/35

Mordenaar curses under his breath as he tries to take aim with an arrow, "Stupid beast, land and fight me!"

ATK: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 1 = 9

Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 PLUS EVASION YOU SUCKER!!!

Kinn nimbly leaps out of the way of the blast and rushes the piano, blade held high in fury. He strikes as hard as he can. "MEET MY STEEL!!!"

Smite Scimitar @ Dragon: 1d20 + 8 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 3 = 27
Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 8 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 8 + (6, 1) = 20

I presumably draw an AoO. AC is 22 versus the dragon. If he hits, I'll heal myself as a swift: LoH: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 2) = 6.

@Kinn - nice hit!

Mordenaar's blade misses, but Achmed's force bolt does not!

Valgrim tries to stay in the fight!

Kinn charges in and totally provokes!

AoO bite, higher ground: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 12 + 1 = 18
dmg: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 2) + 7 = 14 plus fire: 1d6 ⇒ 2

The drake is caught off-guard by the paladin's fervor and misses! Kinn's strike does not, and it takes the full brunt of the blow!

Botting Endar
Endar opt not to tell Compy to flank, but instead to leap upon the stage, which it does, and attacks!
Compy bite: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Compy dmg: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

And Endar charges in with his pike!
pike, PA, charge: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 24
pike dmg: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

The dandy's pike hits home!

But the drake's attention is on Kinn — cos that smite evil sh!t hurts.
Full attack!
bite: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 12 + 1 = 22
dmg: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (6, 3) + 7 = 16 plus fire: 1d6 ⇒ 4

tail slap: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 1 = 25
dmg: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

You guys are up!

Double move.

CLB+PBS: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 1 = 13...DMG: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5

Valgrim draws another arrow and sends it at the foe...

"That damnable foe is difficult to hit!"

Achmed goes with something that is sure to damage the creature. As bolts fly from his fingers.

magic missile damage: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (4, 2) + 2 = 8

"Take this again drake!"

"NNGH!" Kinn grunts. "Your bite burns, wyrm, but Sarenrae's blade burns hotter!!!" Embracing the warmth of his god (LoH: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 1) = 9 as swift action), Kinn brings his scimitar to bear down on the drake's exposed neck with all the might he can muster. (Which is substantial.)

Smite Scimitar @ Wyrm: 1d20 + 8 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 3 = 29 CRIT THREAT
CONFIRMATION: 1d20 + 8 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 3 = 28 OH YEAH IT'S ON
Critical Smite Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 16 + 4d6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 8 + 16 + (4, 5, 6, 4) = 48

As Achmed's force missile lands squarely on the drake's chest, Kinn's inspired blade cleaves the beast's head clean from its neck! With a dreadful gurgle, the flame drake's corpse collapses on the floor of the amphitheater!

As the paladin stands above the fallen beast, Lady Devy returns to the site, a visibly frightened Arnholde in her wake, and begins to praise the five of you, when a thunderous roar shatters the night. All eyes turn as a vast shape crawls up onto the roof of Otho Burr's house, just east of the amphitheater. An enormous black dragon, its scales ragged and graying and muscles exposed beneath torn flesh and sightless eyes! The smell of rot is near overpowering.

I am Aeterperax, Lord of Dragonfen, and you have exhausted my patience! The wizard Hunclay promised me many things before his death, including five rare and ancient tomes. My hapless representative, Clausyre, could not obtain these items according to your human laws, and MY FORBEARANCE IS AT AN END!

Hear you this, town of Belhaim. Now, I not only require these books, including the tome entitled Secrets of the Dreaming Dark, but also an indemnity for my inconvenience. The sum of 776,000 gold pieces, — 2000 gold for EACH AND EVERY RESIDENT of this dunghill you call home.

I give TWO WEEKS to deliver these to the place you knew as the Monastery of St. Kyerixus, across the Dragonfen. NONE ARE PERMITTED TO LEAVE BELHAIM. My minions blanket the countryside, and any who dare leave this town shall suffer for it. Only those chosen to deliver my ransom may travel, and then only into Dragonfen.

SHOULD YOU DEFY ME or FAIL TO SATISFY MY DEMANDS, I shall lay waste to little Belhaim and kill every living inhabitant, down to the last mewling infant!

With that, the dragon rises up, casts a spell, and vanishes — apparently teleporting away. Silence reigns a moment, then panic strikes as the citizens flee back into their homes.

Lady Devy, her eyes still wide in shock, grabs you by the arm and asks you to return with her and her advisors to her manor home.

I think the dragon just finally made its demand....

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spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"That's odd...it didn't cast a teleportation spell..Something is wrong with what happened"

Kinn stares with burning defiance. I saw it. It was dead. Achmed's words solidify his confidence -- this is a deception.

Will to Disbelieve: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Lady Devy looks at you all with urgency.

Kinn is angry. Tte adrenaline still courses through his blood. He grabs Achmed's shoulder. "The dragon is an illusion! Find the spellcaster!" he barks.

Achmed looks before the dragon vanishes.

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Growling and following his own orders, Kinn scans the surroundings for any hint of evil, like a bloodhound trying to pick up the trail. Detect Evil scan.

"An illusion...?" Valgrim responds after hearing the news...

WIL: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27...

"You may be correct in that assessment..."

and the archer looks around heading Kinn's words...

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

Assuming no one has a way to see invisibility, no one can make the necessary perception check.

Kinn concludes his glaring by casting a furious look at poor Lady Devy, gives a grunt of acknowledgement, and storms from the hall (in the direction of her manor).

Achmed follows behind Kinn. "The creature is dead. This is some sort of trick"

Endar doesn't know a dead dragon from a live one, but trusts his friends when they tell him it is all an illusion. "Let's go find the wizard who made the illusion, and run 'im through!"

In the aftermath of the dragon's appearance, the auction's final sale is put on indefinite hold as Baroness Origena shuffles the party and several locals whose advice she values — Sheriff Benhovy, local stabler and former adventurer Lezara Dodgion, Abadaran priestess Eupaphenia Targas, and Bassy the historian — into the dining room of Devy Manor.

The baroness doesn't waste time, and asks Eupaphenia what Belhaim could scrape together by pooling all its resources. Her answer of approximately 20,000 gp doesn't surprise the baroness. Even if every sale for the auction were immediately settled, it would be unlikely to bring the total up to even 100,000 gp. There's just no way Belhaim can pay the dragon's demand of 776,000 gp.

The baroness goes about the room asking for suggestions. Sheriff Benhovy mutters that if they send out a few of those Shelyn layabouts to distract the dragon for the good of the town, maybe he'll lower the ransom, — a suggestion met with derision and shock by the others at the meeting. Frustrated, he then suggests sending out messages via raven to several larger (but distant) towns for aid.

Lezara pushes to have the town evacuated. Eupaphenia suggests sending a delegate to speak to the dragon about paying in installments. None of these suggestions appeases the group as a whole, and Lady Origena turns to you in exasperation. What do you suggest?

Kinn stares at Lady Origena with incredulity. "Perhaps you did not hear me: THE DRAGON WAS AN ILLUSION. We should be focusing on finding the caster, not trying to satisfy an imagined dragon. Clausyre would be a good place to start. If not, I'll march into the Dragonfen myself to confront the villain."

Perhaps the Monastery of St. Kyerixus contains some clues on the caster? maybe another kobold,

Lady Origena taps her lips in thought at Kinn's remark. An illusion, you say. It certainly looked real enough to me, and to the people of Belhaim. What proof do you offer that it was not real? Absent that, we must proceed on the assumption that it was.

She contemplates Achmed's words and is about to respond when Bassy raises her hand; at once, Lady Origena defers to the elderly gnome, who steps atop her seat and addresses the gathering. I've been around for along, long, time, and one thing I've learned in that time is that inexperienced illusionists tend to rely on overwhelming one's eyes and ears, but so often they forget the details.

She motions to the paladin. Young Kinn here has a point. I was there. I saw the dragon. I heard it speak and roar, same as all of you. But I didn't hear it breathe. I didn't hear its talons scraping stone. I didn't feel the air stir when its wings unfurled. She nods to the half-elf in respect, then continues. Certainly, whoever or whatever we face has great power; even if that truly was just an illusion, it was still a powerful magical effect.

For all we know, it could even be a dragon — that clearly fits with what you lot learned from the kobolds. The name Aeterperax is an old one, and the old wyrm's bones should still be out there in the Dragonfen, coiled around the Crypt of Tula Belhaim. If you can confirm those bones are still there, then it would seem obvious that what we saw tonight wasn't really Aeterperax risen from the dead.