Rushing forward into the room, Belg "humpprhh's as he went. Once inside, he quickly moved to the south to clear the doorway for the others. Scooping up a handful of dirt from the cave floor, he held his closed fist up to his mouth and blew hard, sending clumps of dirt flying towards the nearest mongrelman.
Rushing forward into the room, Belg "humpprhh's as he went. Once inside, he quickly moved to the south to clear the doorway for the others. Scooping up a handful of dirt from the cave floor, he held his closed fist up to his mouth and blew hard, sending clumps of dirt flying towards the nearest mongrelman.
Belg's dirt flies far wide, smashing into what appears to be a crude bedroll lying on the floor in the corner of the room.
Sarah meanwhile moves up to where Belg was previously standing, getting ready to heal again if anyone takes damage.
Meanwhile, the archer in the back corner shouts some more in a language no one understands, and points at Sabrina before drawing her bow and firing an arrow at her.
The arrow harmlessly bounces off of Sabrina's faulds.
Griffith rushes into the room after Belg, he makes his way to a lone archer. He swings his blade wide hoping to hewn the tribesmen.
Eldric lines up his shot. Pulling his bow back he was determined to make the most of his blood's blessing. He could feel the divine flow through him. Focusing on the target with the clearest line of sight he let two arrows fly in close succession.
Griffith rushes into the room after Belg, he makes his way to a lone archer. He swings his blade wide hoping to hewn the tribesmen.
Griffith's Zweihander swings wide, missing the mongrelman entirely.
Eldric lines up his shot. Pulling his bow back he was determined to make the most of his blood's blessing. He could feel the divine flow through him. Focusing on the target with the clearest line of sight he let two arrows fly in close succession.
Both of Eldric's arrows slam into the mongrelman, one into his upper shoulder and the other cracking his sternum. He spurts out blood as he falls to the ground, dead.
IN response, the other Mongrelman will rush towards the door and attack Sabrina
The blows are easily caught by her armor.
The lizard however, will jump up and bite at Griffith
The Lizard bites at Griffith's face, narrowly missing his neck. It's teeth however will sink into his neck, and the lizard will keep hold of him in its jaws.
He will feel fine afterwards however, well as fine as someone can be with a lizard the size of a lion biting into his neck.
Sabrina will attempt to swipe at the Mongrelman who just rushed into her face.
Her longsword sticks into the creature's torso, leaving a bleeding wound but not downing it quite yet.
Eldric watched the arrows fly true with a look of pride on his face. But he was a hunter, not a trained warrior. He was caught off guard by the explosion of violence all around him. Seeing Sabrina take a blow on her armor and Griffith bleeding from a savage bite to the neck, he fumbled as he reached for more arrows. His heart beat fast, as he realized how much danger they were all in.
Eldric watched the arrows fly true with a look of pride on his face. But he was a hunter, not a trained warrior. He was caught off guard by the explosion of violence all around him. Seeing Sabrina take a blow on her armor and Griffith bleeding from a savage bite to the neck, he fumbled as he reached for more arrows. His heart beat fast, as he realized how much danger they were all in.
Seeing that there are companions in combat and that his spell might have an effect on them, Edmund changes tactics and once again pulls forth some sand. Arcane word and gesture are evident as he completes his spell and blows the sand towards the right of the creature with the bow. Edmund tries to judge the burst of his spell and the timing to ensnare the lizard as well but he knows he can not risk it.
Seeing that there are companions in combat and that his spell might have an effect on them, Edmund changes tactics and once again pulls forth some sand. Arcane word and gesture are evident as he completes his spell and blows the sand towards the right of the creature with the bow. Edmund tries to judge the burst of his spell and the timing to ensnare the lizard as well but he knows he can not risk it.
The archer stares for a second, before gradually slinking down to the ground, asleep.
Just then, the top door of this room opens, and a pair of women poke their heads through. "What is the damn ruckus you stupid monst--" She looks shocked to see the party. "INTRUDERS!".
One of the pair is wielding a Glaive, and the other has a Scythe. These are easily recognizable as the favored weapons of the Demon Lords Baphoment and Deskari. They also have chain-shirts and horned helmets.
The first cultist will pull out her Scythe, and then cast a spell on herself.
Holding his ground, Belg wrapped his second hand around the warhammer. He hefted it up high and brought it down on the lizard. For an instant, he had brief flashbacks to his mining days, as if the warhammer was a mining pick and he was chipping away at a rock wall.
Holding his ground, Belg wrapped his second hand around the warhammer. He hefted it up high and brought it down on the lizard. For an instant, he had brief flashbacks to his mining days, as if the warhammer was a mining pick and he was chipping away at a rock wall.
[dice=Warhammer] 1d20+3
[dice=Bludgeoning damage] 1d8+1
Belg's hammer slams into the Mongrelman, pushing him back a bit, but he still appears to be standing.
Sarah will shout "No--Griffith!" but stay put, with the mongrelman still blocking the doorway.
Meanwhile, the archer in the back is still slumped over, asleep.
Taking careful aim at the lizard which had its fangs sunk into his comrade, Eldric took aim and let two arrows fly. Here was a target that he felt more comfortable shooting. Given the close range and the divine favor running through his body, he felt nothing but confidence as the arrows sailed through the air.
[dice=Hit with DV and PBS]1d20+8
[dice=Damage]1d8+5
[dice=Hit with DV and PBS]1d20+8
[dice=Damage]1d8+5Taking careful aim at the lizard which had its fangs sunk into his comrade, Eldric took aim and let two arrows fly. Here was a target that he felt more comfortable shooting. Given the close range and the divine favor running through his body, he felt nothing but confidence as the arrows sailed through the air.
Both of the arrows plug into the creature's scaly backside, and it lets out a murmured cry of pain, but does not let got of Griffith.
Next up, the other cultist to the north casts a spell, and pulls out her Glaive while moving up towards Griffith. "Make peace with your pathetic Goddess, Crusader Scum" she shouts out loud while moving.
Griffith struggles against the lizard, its fangs pressing deep into his neck. He tries to pry open the creatures jaw.
Griffith struggles against the lizard, its fangs pressing deep into his neck. He tries to pry open the creatures jaw.
Griffith's hands strain as he summons all of his strength to pry open the creature's jaws, and for a second it seems like they might not move. But slowly, the jaws begin to widen, and after a few seconds he is able to push the beast clear off of him and through it to the ground.
The Lizard will growl a little bit, regain its footing, and then attempt to leap at Griffith again.
This time though, Griffith is ready for it, and is able to push it out of the way as it leaps towards his neck again.
Meanwhile, the remaining Mongrelman has shifted his attention towards Belg, and will swing at him with his club.
He connects onto Belg's Shoulder with a loud thwack.
Sabrina meanwhile will take this opportunity to stab at the Mongrelman in front of her while its distracted with Belg.
She will deliver a quick slice across the wounded creature's abdomen, felling it swiftly.
Edmund starts his fingers moving and his voice recites arcane words as he cast another spell.
Seeing his spell completely miss the lizard, Edmund speaks his frustration.
Well that is how the book teaches you to cast the spell...at least I hit the ceiling..
Edmund starts his fingers moving and his voice recites arcane words as he cast another spell.
Seeing his spell completely miss the lizard, Edmund speaks his frustration.
Well that is how the book teaches you to cast the spell...at least I hit the ceiling..
Map at the top of the initiative order
The Scythe-wielding Cultist will notice Sabrina standing in the doorway. "Ah, a Paladin! Good, I've been hoping to scalp one for some time now!" She moves up in front of Sabrina, and swings her scythe.
The Scythe cuts deep into Sabrina's armor and chest, and she falls over, limp, and bleeding heavily from the wound. The cultist chuckles. "Deskari smiles upon my blade, worm". Sarah will shout in despair "Sabrina!", before quickly raising her glowing hand and touching the collapsing Paladin.
The bleeding stops, but Sabrina is still lying on the ground, motionless.
Seeing Sabrina fall in a spray of blood, Eldric's eyes widened. He fumbled for an arrow as he stepped five feet for a cleaner shot. Wordlessly he fired two arrows at the scythe wielding cultist.
Stepping back away from the cultist, Belg summoned the earth around him, his hand calling out to the great mother. Rocks and stones began swirling around his outstretched hand until he released them at the cultist in front of him.
Seeing Sabrina fall in a spray of blood, Eldric's eyes widened. He fumbled for an arrow as he stepped five feet for a cleaner shot. Wordlessly he fired two arrows at the scythe wielding cultist.
Eldric's first shot plows into the woman's chest, leaving a bleeding wound of its own. His second arrow however, plunges straight into her neck, killing her instantly.
Belg's cloud of rocks and dirt sprays into the wounded Lizard, pelting it repeatedly in the head and along its torso, and until it falls over and stops moving.
Seeing her compatriots drop to Eldric's volley and Belg's earth-bending, the remaining cultist will dash over to the sleeping archer, and rouse her as a standard action, taking care to stay out of Griffith's reach the whole way there.
Griffith now standing looks at the grim battlefield. He quickly moves to grab Sabrina by the back of her armour to drag her out of combat, using his body as a human shield.
Edmund moves to the door way and cast his spell again. He does not like being this close to combat but this will afford him a better view of his target. That being the female cultist.
Griffith now standing looks at the grim battlefield. He quickly moves to grab Sabrina by the back of her armour to drag her out of combat, using his body as a human shield.
Edmund moves to the door way and cast his spell again. He does not like being this close to combat but this will afford him a better view of his target. That being the female cultist.
Edmund's ray of ice slams into the cultist's chest, leaving an icy patch over her armor.
Griffith, hops towards the awaken archer. Bringing his blade down upon her with a righteous might.
Griffith, hops towards the awaken archer. Bringing his blade down upon her with a righteous might.
Griffith's blade slices into the downed archer, leaving a large gash on her stomach and cleaving off one of her spider-like appendages. She is still moving however, and mutters something under her breath that sounds like a curse.
Sarah will continue to cast healing magic on Sabrina.
Dragging his foot across the cave floor as he walked over to Edmund, Belg moved dirt into a pile. With his hand hovering above the pile, he clenched his fist, summoning the dirt into his palm. He quickly raised his arm at the remaining cultist sending a hard glob of packed dirt hurling towards her head.
Dragging his foot across the cave floor as he walked over to Edmund, Belg moved dirt into a pile. With his hand hovering above the pile, he clenched his fist, summoning the dirt into his palm. He quickly raised his arm at the remaining cultist sending a hard glob of packed dirt hurling towards her head.
Belg's cave dirt slams into the remaining cultist, who stumbles backwards from the force of the blow, but manages to stay on her feet.
Meanwhile, the mongrelman archer lets go of her bow and scrambles to her feet, leaving her wide open to a quick attack from Griffith.
Griffith makes another clean cut across her body, which continues to bleed heavily, but she manages to get to her feet and pull out a club of her own.
Eldric took careful aim at the first enemy. Feeling the divine favor of his blessed ancestor within him, he had the second arrow flying towards the second target before the first even landed. He was centered, in an almost zen like state. There was nothing, but him and the bow.
[dice=Hit]1d20+7
[dice=Damage]1d8+5
[dice=Hit]1d20+7
[dice=Damage]1d8+5
[dice=Crit]1d20+7
[dice=Crit Damage] 2d8+10Eldric took careful aim at the first enemy. Feeling the divine favor of his blessed ancestor within him, he had the second arrow flying towards the second target before the first even landed. He was centered, in an almost zen like state. There was nothing, but him and the bow.
Eldric's arrows continue to plow into his enemies, striking them down. The cultist drops in the latest hail of fire, the force of the arrows pushing her lifeless body against the wall behind her as she slumps to the ground, dead.
Griffith swings the his blade at the her waist, attempting to cut her in half.
Griffith swings the his blade at the her waist, attempting to cut her in half.
[dice=Zweihander]1d20+6 [dice=Damage]2d6+4
Griffith's blade swings, but gets deflected by the Mongrelman's chainshirt, doing no damage.
Edmund casts his spell again. That being the archer cultist.
Edmund casts his spell again. That being the archer cultist.
Edmund's frost ray goes wide again, freezing a chunk of rock in the back wall.
Sarah will cast another CLW spell on Sabrina. "Come on--wake up!" she mutters under her breath, an air of desperation building in her voice.
Stomping forward into the middle of the room, Belg took up a position next to the eastern door. He hoped that the northern room was empty since some cultists had already exited it, but he wasn't sure about the other doors. With the lone remaining foe in battle with Griffith, he decided to try to end the melee quickly. He reached down to grab a rock and hurled it towards the archer.
Stomping forward into the middle of the room, Belg took up a position next to the eastern door. He hoped that the northern room was empty since some cultists had already exited it, but he wasn't sure about the other doors. With the lone remaining foe in battle with Griffith, he decided to try to end the melee quickly. He reached down to grab a rock and hurled it towards the archer.
Belg's thrown rock hits the remaining foe directly in her face, cutting and bruising it up even more, but she is still standing, albeit barely.
She will let out an absolutely ear-curdling scream and she swings her club wildly at Griffith
Her wild swing was easy deflected by Griffith, who seizes the opportunity to swing at her torso. His blade unfortunately slams into an unusual piece of her bony and almost chitinous hide, and doesn't seem to have hurt her at all
”One more! We got this.”
It was easier said than done. With the last foe surrounded, and with both blades and chunks of earth flying around, it was exceedingly hard to safely fire a shot into combat.
Edmund casts his spell yet again. This time he attempt to hit the last of his enemies.
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Sabrina open her eyes, at first unsure of her surroundings. she quickly gets her bearings as she gets to her feet.
I am sorry, falling so quickly is not what I am accustom to. she says apologetic for letting her comrades down in the face of battle.
her hand moves to her wound, still open but not as severe. energy discharges from her hand, closing the wound ever so slightly more.
picking her blade up from the ground, Sabrina looks to her healer, thank you. unsure what else to say, but her appreciation shows in her eyes.
Sabrina then makes her way toward the last foe.