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Singed and hurting Jorgan smashes his spear into the red dragon's eye, ending it's life and then turns his attention to the second dragon. He is able to crack a few scales though Spirit misses.
As the you red dragon perishes the survivors shriek out an anguished keening wail in Draconic, lamenting that their comrade died a slave to the Orb of Red Dragonkind.
Using the wail of misery and despair as a distraction Rogzul jams his spear straight into the red dragon's neck glands, spilling fiery fluid all around.
Wren's air elementals swirl around to focus on the fire giant's, keeping them plenty busy all on their own.
Farin continues to reposition himself as the dwarves smoke and the smell of burnt hair fills the chamber.
Between his lance and Haggis' horns Kraygan drops another dragon.
The fire giant's grab boulders and hurl them up at the air elementals as they drop their blades.
One single boulder breaks apart in the wind as fire swirls into the air elemental. Like a tornado picking up a wildfire.
The fascinated dragon continues to paw at the horn as it picks it up. Meanwhile the mournful wail seems to have attracted another pair of red dragons from the cavern to the east as you hear the flapping of wings outside the cave.
Wren (Air elemental 1-68; 3-54)
Farin
Kraygan (129/159) (Haggis 80/144)
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Fire Giants (Red -113)
Dragons (Yellow-Fascinate)
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Jorgan (121/159)
Rogzul (67/114)
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Round 6
The elementals adjust themselves to keep pounding on the fire giant.
'Rogzul! Maybe you can protect others from fire! Now would be a good time!" Wren suggests as the stench of burning Haggis reaches his nostrils.
to hit;
damage.
to hit;
damage.
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to hit;
damage.
to hit;
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to hit;
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Wren draws and reads his scroll of invisibility.
N Huge outsider (air, elemental, extraplanar)
Init +13; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +13
DEFENSE
AC 22, touch 18, flat-footed 12 (+9 Dex, +1 dodge, +4 natural, –2 size)
hp 45/115
hp 115/115
hp 61/115
Fort +11, Ref +16, Will +5
Defensive Abilities air mastery; DR 5/—; Immune elemental traits
OFFENSE
Speed fly 100 ft. (perfect)
Melee 2 slams +17+2=+19 (2d6+6+2)
Space 15 ft.; Reach 15 ft.
Special Attacks whirlwind (DC 21, 10-50 ft.)
STATISTICS
Str 22, Dex 29, Con 18, Int 6, Wis 11, Cha 11
Base Atk +10; CMB +18; CMD 38
Feats Combat Reflexes, Dodge, Flyby Attack, Improved InitiativeB, Iron Will, Mobility, Weapon FinesseB
Skills Acrobatics +18, Escape Artist +18, Fly +23, Knowledge (planes) +7, Perception +13, Stealth +9
Languages Auran
SPECIAL ABILITIES
[ dice]1d20+13+2+1[/dice] to hit; (Haste, Heroism)
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
[ ooc]Haste (round 3/13): +1 to hit, AC, reflex, attx, yadayadayada. [/ooc]
HP: 79/79
AC: 18 (+4 w/mage armor) +1 haste
Readied action acid:
[ dice]1d20+11+1[/dice] touch to hit;
[ dice]1d6+6[/dice] acid damage.
Effects: mage armor, overland flight, heroism
Right: bow
Left:
Glove: Staff of Frost
Iron Ring: 0/1 used
Rod Lsr Extend: 0/3 used
Rod Lsr Quicken: 2/3 used
Firestorm: 0/3 used
Staff of Frost: 4/10 used
Acid 2/10 used: Acid Dart (1d6+6 acid, 10/day) (Sp) As a standard action, ranged touch deals acid dam vs. foe in 30 ft.
Blip: 44 of 78 5' steps used
12th Level: The bow counts as a +2 Adaptive Flaming Composite Longbow. Scorching Ray now only costs 1 charge and replaces the arcane bolt. The fireball spell is now under the effects of the quickened metamagic feat though only for the use of a full attack with the bow itself with the fireball itself counting as one of the attacks.
[ dice]1d20+13[/dice] to hit;[/dice]
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.[/dice]
Kraygan grabs one of the many potions they have found and grabs Haggis by the horns, pulling the snorting screaming beast’s head back to pour the contents down its throat.
”Drink up Haggis! This’ll help with the burns!”
"Fire protection?" Jorgan asks Rog, "Nah, they're not so bad, see?" Jorgan and Spirit wheel about to attack the dragon to their side.
"Can't cast those spells today, sorry elf." Rog says gruffly to Wren.
"Maybe this will help." He channels healing energy so Kraygan can rush ahead without worry now that he and his mount have healed some.
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Jorgan proves himself by stabbing the young dragon in it's side. The glaze quickly removes from it's eyes as it glares painfully back at the dwarf and snarls deep. Flickers of flame and smoke leap from in between the gaps of its teeth.
Spirit's horns grind underneath several of the young dragon's softer scales, bending them at strange angles that dig into the dragon.
Rogzul focuses more on healing Kraygan and Kraygan pours a bottle of healing down his yak's throat. haggis' large tongue flops about licking every drop available.
Wren's air elementals bash in the red fire giant's skull as he flops to the ground, crushing bones underneath his heavy weight. Wren pulls a scroll from his pouch, going invisible.
Farin follows suit, hiding behind a sea of bones.
The fire giant raises a stone as he sees his companion fall. "Damn." He tactfully withdraws to let the dragon's do what they do best.
No longer fascinated the dragon turns to Jorgan and breaths another wave of flames right over him, Spirit and should wash just underneath the air elemental.
Two more dragons join at the northern cave entrance. Farin feels the beating of wings go right over him as one seems to focus on the air elementals. The other dragon though stops just outside the cave and it's gaze focuses on the halfling's direction.
"I know you are near. I can smell you over there..." The Dragon coos Farin.
Wren (Air elemental 1-68; 3-54)
Farin
Kraygan (159/159) (Haggis 100/144)
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Fire Giants
Dragons (Yellow-87; 1 bleed;Breath 1)
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Jorgan (121/159)
Rogzul (67/114)
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Round 7 (Invisible)
Wren commands two of the elementals to address the dragon, while the third flies to get the giant.
to hit;
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to hit;
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Wren delays, letting his blowy air do this dirty work for him.
N Huge outsider (air, elemental, extraplanar)
Init +13; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +13
DEFENSE
AC 22, touch 18, flat-footed 12 (+9 Dex, +1 dodge, +4 natural, –2 size)
hp 45/115
hp 115/115
hp 61/115
Fort +11, Ref +16, Will +5
Defensive Abilities air mastery; DR 5/—; Immune elemental traits
OFFENSE
Speed fly 100 ft. (perfect)
Melee 2 slams +17+2=+19 (2d6+6+2)
Space 15 ft.; Reach 15 ft.
Special Attacks whirlwind (DC 21, 10-50 ft.)
STATISTICS
Str 22, Dex 29, Con 18, Int 6, Wis 11, Cha 11
Base Atk +10; CMB +18; CMD 38
Feats Combat Reflexes, Dodge, Flyby Attack, Improved InitiativeB, Iron Will, Mobility, Weapon FinesseB
Skills Acrobatics +18, Escape Artist +18, Fly +23, Knowledge (planes) +7, Perception +13, Stealth +9
Languages Auran
SPECIAL ABILITIES
[ dice]1d20+13+2+1[/dice] to hit; (Haste, Heroism)
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
[ ooc]Haste (round 3/13): +1 to hit, AC, reflex, attx, yadayadayada. [/ooc]
HP: 79/79
AC: 18 (+4 w/mage armor) +1 haste
Readied action acid:
[ dice]1d20+11+1[/dice] touch to hit;
[ dice]1d6+6[/dice] acid damage.
Effects: mage armor, overland flight, heroism
Right: bow
Left:
Glove: Staff of Frost
Iron Ring: 0/1 used
Rod Lsr Extend: 0/3 used
Rod Lsr Quicken: 2/3 used
Firestorm: 0/3 used
Staff of Frost: 4/10 used
Acid 2/10 used: Acid Dart (1d6+6 acid, 10/day) (Sp) As a standard action, ranged touch deals acid dam vs. foe in 30 ft.
Blip: 44 of 78 5' steps used
12th Level: The bow counts as a +2 Adaptive Flaming Composite Longbow. Scorching Ray now only costs 1 charge and replaces the arcane bolt. The fireball spell is now under the effects of the quickened metamagic feat though only for the use of a full attack with the bow itself with the fireball itself counting as one of the attacks.
[ dice]1d20+13[/dice] to hit;[/dice]
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.[/dice]
"Phew! You've got some bad breath!" Jorgan comments as he helps the elements take down the dragon.
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Farin stays hidden, knowing that his chance to get in close is now spoiled. He draws and throws his returning dagger, hoping the magic weapon can slide through those dragon scales.
+2 Str dmg and Hampered: All of the target's speeds are reduced by half (to a minimum of 5 feet). In addition, the target cannot take a 5-foot step.
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Jorgan retaliates on the dragon as Spirit bellows in pain from scorched flesh. Heartspit snags the dragon as it punctures through it's lower jaw. Tugging on the spear Jorgan drags it's head to the ground as Spirit stomps it open with a hoof over a rocky outcropping.
One of Wren's air elementals gives chase to the fleeing giant and bruises it's back.
Farin tosses one of his daggers at the green eyed dragon. The dagger sticks right into the soft pad of one of it's clawed hands. The dragon shakes it's hand, knocking the dagger loose but it seems to have disappeared back into the halfling's hands already. "There you are..."
Wren (Air elemental 1-68; 3-54)
Farin
Kraygan (159/159) (Haggis 100/144)
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Fire Giants (-17)
Dragons (Green -27; -2 str; half speed)
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Jorgan (108/159)(Spirit 118/144)
Rogzul (67/114)
Kraygan rides Haggis along the edge of the cliff, then urges the yak carefully down the face to the lower floor.
Rogzul heals himself slightly before moving up to join the rest in fighting the newcomers.
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Rogzul heals what he can before the new dragons come into the cavern.
Wren's air elementals turn to batter one of the new dragons as Haggis slips down the depression, but catches himself partway down making it uninjured. The air elementals crack scales and cause the dragon to jerk in the air as it does everything it can to stay in the air.
The fire giant turns and charges at Farin, blocking the halfling in with the giant and dragon.
Farin feels the blade enter his back as the giant closes in on him.
Hovering with the pair of air elementals, the red eyed dragon breaths a wave of flames over them as the green eyed dragon jerks to the edge of the cave and breathes fire over Farin and a double dose on the second air elemental.
Wren (Air elemental 1-68; 3-54)
Farin (60/97)
Kraygan (159/159) (Haggis 100/144)
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Fire Giants (-17)
Dragons (Green -27; -2 str; half speed Fly 20; Breath 4)(Red -52; fly 30 feet; Breath 4)
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Jorgan (108/159)(Spirit 118/144)
Rogzul (84/114)
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Round 7 (Invisible)
to hit;
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Reflex #1
Reflex #2
The elementals continue to attack the dragon and the one continues on with the giant.
to hit;
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Wren delays, letting his blowy air do this dirty work for him.
N Huge outsider (air, elemental, extraplanar)
Init +13; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +13
DEFENSE
AC 22, touch 18, flat-footed 12 (+9 Dex, +1 dodge, +4 natural, –2 size)
hp 33/115
hp 83/115
hp 61/115
Fort +11, Ref +16, Will +5
Defensive Abilities air mastery; DR 5/—; Immune elemental traits
OFFENSE
Speed fly 100 ft. (perfect)
Melee 2 slams +17+2=+19 (2d6+6+2)
Space 15 ft.; Reach 15 ft.
Special Attacks whirlwind (DC 21, 10-50 ft.)
STATISTICS
Str 22, Dex 29, Con 18, Int 6, Wis 11, Cha 11
Base Atk +10; CMB +18; CMD 38
Feats Combat Reflexes, Dodge, Flyby Attack, Improved InitiativeB, Iron Will, Mobility, Weapon FinesseB
Skills Acrobatics +18, Escape Artist +18, Fly +23, Knowledge (planes) +7, Perception +13, Stealth +9
Languages Auran
SPECIAL ABILITIES
[ dice]1d20+13+2+1[/dice] to hit; (Haste, Heroism)
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.
[ ooc]Haste (round 3/13): +1 to hit, AC, reflex, attx, yadayadayada. [/ooc]
HP: 79/79
AC: 18 (+4 w/mage armor) +1 haste
Readied action acid:
[ dice]1d20+11+1[/dice] touch to hit;
[ dice]1d6+6[/dice] acid damage.
Effects: mage armor, overland flight, heroism
Right: bow
Left:
Glove: Staff of Frost
Iron Ring: 0/1 used
Rod Lsr Extend: 0/3 used
Rod Lsr Quicken: 2/3 used
Firestorm: 0/3 used
Staff of Frost: 4/10 used
Acid 2/10 used: Acid Dart (1d6+6 acid, 10/day) (Sp) As a standard action, ranged touch deals acid dam vs. foe in 30 ft.
Blip: 44 of 78 5' steps used
12th Level: The bow counts as a +2 Adaptive Flaming Composite Longbow. Scorching Ray now only costs 1 charge and replaces the arcane bolt. The fireball spell is now under the effects of the quickened metamagic feat though only for the use of a full attack with the bow itself with the fireball itself counting as one of the attacks.
[ dice]1d20+13[/dice] to hit;[/dice]
[ dice]1d8+3[/dice] magic damage.[/dice]
Kraygan points his lance at the last giant and charges!
”Nice cloak! Whatcha call that color? Magenta or fuchsia?”
Healed a little, and seeing Farin bathed in fire, Rog decides he's hung back long enough and charges through the air above and alongside Kraygan, stabbing his spear into the the last fire giant while the air elementals continue to assault the dragons.
"Make way, make way!" Jorgan yells as he wedges between the air elements. "You don't get to have all the fun."
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Even with the height if flying the dragon is surprised that Jorgan is able to reach it from the height of such a tall beast. Heartspit manages to drag across a few of the lower scales though Spirit isn't able to quite reach the dragon as it flits just out of range.
Rogzul moves in to help against the remaining fire giant as he sees Farin surrounded and alone. Gripping his spear with both hands Rogzul crushes it into the giants shoulder-blade.
The air elemental's furious wind seems to blow back most of the flames as they wash over mostly unharmed.
The red dragon crumples and falls down the cliff face, battering its body against the craggy rocks below as the air elementals crush it's bones.
Farin and Kraygan turn their sights on the fire giant and with a bit of teamwork the giant quickly perishes to lance and shortsword alike.
The lone dragon growls and mourns in agony at so many fallen red dragons. With a glare of hatred it turns around and whips up into the sky out of sight.
Because the dragons are dominated, the giants know they don’t have to try to keep the dragons happy. Each dragon is allowed to keep only a few thousand silver and copper coins, as well as polished river pebbles and cut glass, as treasure. In total, there are 87,550 cp and 64,750 sp in coins scattered throughout the nests.
The eastern cavern that the pair of dragons came from is similar to that of the west, but there are more bones covering the floor, making the entire lower level of this chamber difficult terrain. The dragons nest in the alcoves of the cavern to the east and south.
Wren (Air elemental 1-80; 2-32 3-54)
Farin (60/97)
Kraygan (159/159) (Haggis 100/144)
Jorgan (108/159)(Spirit 118/144)
Rogzul (84/114)
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"Geez. Good thing we go here while they were young and I was old. Another few years, and we would have been toast. Literally," Wren mutters from the safety of his invisibility.
He will dismiss the elementals with a wave of the hand that they cannot see, but certainly feel as they are released from service.
Wren sees little point in sorting through 150,000 dragon-detritus-filled coins for the party does not have time for it.
"Should we press on?" Wren scans the area and the giants with Detect Magic, looking for anything others might have missed.
”Those dragons sounded bigger at a distance.” Kraygan chuckles as he rides over to the Drakesbane horn, drops down beside Haggis, and scoops it back up with a grace far beyond his capabilities on two feet. ”Rog, kin ye give Haggis a few passes o’ tha wand?”
”Looks like there be another branch in the caves down ther.” Kraygan points to the small tunnel connecting the two dragon lairs. ”Lets leave no stone unturnt, eh?”
Rog heals the mount further and turns the wand on himself and Jorgan and Spirit.
Once everyone is mostly okay, Rog points his spear toward the southerns passage and nods at Kraygan to lead the way.
"You dwarves are thorough at least." He grunts.
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The group finds little of interest in the room minus the plethora of coins intermixed within the bones and the greatsword, half-plate armor that the pair of fire giants was wearing.
After a small bit of healing and checking their resolve Rogzul points his spear south for the group to head into.
The air shimmers over a wide pool of magma that fills the southern half of this immense oblong cavern. A roughly 60-foot-wide pool of bubbling magma casts reddish orange light across the smooth walls of this otherwise dark chamber.
The heat becomes so severe that it begins to blister the skin.
The magma bubbles and pops as a husky voice reverberates off of the cavern's rocky walls. "You kill my brood I was sworn to protect and yet you have the courage to come walk into my lair?" A large bubble bursts and a small wave of magma leaps from the pool onto the pebble strewn ground as the noxious fumes fill the oppressive air.
Wren
Farin (97/97)
Kraygan (159/159) (Haggis 140/144)
Jorgan (140/159)(Spirit 143/144)
Rogzul (112/114)
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Wren backs the heck out of the room, wary of more dragons and their breaths.
"Now might be a nice time to protect us from the fire, Squats, if that is your real name," Wren hisses as he floats back.
"Maybe now is the time to explain about our other dragon friend and how we're trying to end the dominion of giant over dragon."
Wren draws and drinks a potion for more resistance.
"Is now tomorrow?" Rogzul asks the elf. "Cause I already said I don't have that spell today."
He looks toward the area the sound came from and renews his dragonslaying enchantment on his spear.
"You'll just have to accept healing instead."
”Oi!” Kraygan calls out to the unseen dragon. ”Against our better judgement we’re tryin t’ free yer booze... uh mean brood, from the orb o’ the Storm Tyrant holds. They tried t’ roast us n’ we had no choice but t’ defend ourselves! If ye not be controlled by th’ orb too then we’re yer best chance fer real freedom.”
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Rogzul holds of against the wave of heat as others quaff potions to better protect them.
"I am not as weak as those whelps out there to be enslaved by such a device." The voice hisses the words with venom and malice at the thought of being enslaved by such an artifact.
"Prove yourselves worthy to me, then we might speak."
Meanwhile the invisible voice begins to utter arcane words as a spell is cast. Violet and red flames burst forth from the ground right underneath Farin and Rogzul.
Waves of intense heat wash in on Jorgan and Kraygan.
The heat doesn't affect Kraygan so much. Though as the magma spurts, a pair of strange lungfish peek up from the surface. Glowing-hot plates of iron cover the head of this immense, primordial lungfish, and lava spills from between its jagged teeth.
+10 if have pair of swords out
Farin (97/97; Prot-Fire 38)
Jorgan (136/159)(Spirit 139/144)
Kraygan (159/159) (Haggis 138/144)
Rogzul (90/114)
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Strange Lungfish (DC 18 Knowledge Arcana)
Voice
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Wren (Prot-Fire 60)
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The funky fish is a Pyropiscis. Few environments are more inhospitable to life than the depths of a volcano, where magma surges through the rock like blood through veins. Of the creatures that do live in this hellish landscape, few are better adapted than the pyropiscis. Pyropiscises depend on this deadly environment of extreme temperatures and choking gases for their very lives. While they have a fishlike appearance, pyropiscises do not swim—their bodies are far too dense to float in water or similar liquids. Instead, pyropiscises rely on their powerful muscles and sharp scales to burrow through molten rock. A typical pyropiscis measures over 12 feet long, and weighs almost 4,000 pounds. Brilliant red scales glow and pulse with terrible heat, protecting those portions of their bodies not covered in blackened iron plates.
Pyropiscis scales are so tough that it is said it takes an adamantine weapon to crack them. They are very lava dependent but able to move on land for a short period. Like an active volcano, a pyropiscis can spit a lava bomb—a blob of molten rock—as a ranged attack. They are also very susceptible to the cold. A pyropiscis’s searing hot jaws are designed to bind readily to flesh, giving it a firm grasp on its prey.
Kraygan puts a little distance between himself and his companions just in case more area attacks come at them. As he does he quick-swaps his lance for his longbow and takes a shot at one of the lavafish.
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Farin grabs his potion and turns invisible once again.
Kraygan draws his longbow and snaps an arrow at the green tinted Pyropiscis. The arrow finds a groove in between a set of scales, but overall does minimal damage.
Farin (97/97; Prot-Fire 38)
Jorgan (136/159)(Spirit 139/144)
Kraygan (159/159) (Haggis 138/144)
Rogzul (90/114)
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Pyropiscis (Green -11)
Voice
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Wren (Prot-Fire 60)
Too far for cone of cold and not willing to be the first one to move forward, Rog moves from the wall of fire and uses a hex to incite some anger in Kraygan.
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Jorgan moves away from the heat of the firewall as Rogzul begins to incite the fury of a drunken dwarf. Some of the orcish ancestry and hatred flows from Rogzul and into Kraygan as he hears the sounds of beating drums and war ring through his mind.
The pair of Pyropiscis duck back down below the lava as Kraygan's arrow wounds them. They open their maws, sucking in a large orb of the molten magma.
The air in the chamber becomes even more stifling as a wind is felt and the sound of beating wings draws closer to the dwarves. Before they know it molten hot Magma spews all over Jorgan, Spirit, Haggis, Kraygan and Rogzul, from seemingly the middle of the cavern.
The magma spew melting their flesh has a frightening effect across the group.
Farin (97/97; Prot-Fire 38)
Jorgan (136/159)(Spirit 139/144)
Kraygan (159/159; Fury hex through rnd 6) (Haggis 138/144)
Rogzul (90/114)
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Pyropiscis (Green -11; Under lava)
Voice (Breath round 6)
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Wren (Prot-Fire 60)
Kraygan and Haggis shake from the burns and sudden doubt. ”Oi, that was a hot one!”
Grabbing another potion from his bags, he guzzles it down to soothe the burns.
"You dwarves are thorough at least." He grunts.
You all look over to see Jorgan's lip quivering and tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. "That's... that's the nicest thing you've ever said to us!" the stabledwarf sputters out as he rushes forward to take the half-orc in for a strong embrace.
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Spirit takes a nasty burn and the smell of burnt hair fills the chamber. Clearly spooked by this, Spirit starts to back away and, also frightened, Jorgan does not stop his mount from running and instead clings tightly to the giant ram's back.
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Will
Wren manages, surprisingly, to keep his wits about him as the real dragon presence enters the area.
”Ah piddlespot! Does anyone know where its coming from?” Wren asks the party, trying to decide on the best course of action.
Wren moves up, above the wall of fire, and readies a Wall of Force should the dragon show itself.
”Over there somewhere!” Kraygan points away from the burned side of his body.
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Wren readies his spell as he hunts for the invisible foe but isn't able to locate it directly.
Farin tries to remain invisible himself in the dark recesses of the cavern.
Jorgan and Spirit retreat to mend their burns. Spirit shakes in fright from the strange effect. The ram's bulging eyes dart all over the room as it is on the verge of bolting.
Kraygan listens around and still hears the sound of beating wings in the middle of the chamber. The beating wings of a dragon far bigger than they have encountered before. The mere thought causes him to shake in his dwarven boots.
Farin (97/97; Prot-Fire 38; shaken)
Jorgan (103/159; shaken)(Spirit 99/144; shaken)
Kraygan (116/159; Fury hex through rnd 6; shaken) (Haggis 72/144; shaken)
Rogzul (90/114)
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Pyropiscis (Green -11; Under lava)
Voice (Breath round 6)
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Wren (Prot-Fire 60)- readies wall of force
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Rogzul had seen many things in his clan but very few thing frightened him as much as lava melting those around him. It clung to everyone like burning tar.
Flying around Kraygan he serves as a link to heal their wounds as he shakes. His ancestors bravely answer the call as a deep warcry sounds from within Rogzul's throat. The warcry bolsters those close to him.
The pyropiscis slowly move from their confines in the lava as the sounds of the wings beat towards Farin. "Do you take me for a fool little one..." A terrifying voice sounds above Farin as he feels himself shrink.
Farin (97/97; Prot-Fire 38; shaken)
Jorgan (125/159; shaken)(Spirit 121/144; shaken)
Kraygan (138/159; Fury hex through rnd 6; shaken) (Haggis 94/144; shaken)
Rogzul (46/114; shaken)
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Pyropiscis (Green -11)
Voice (Breath round 6)
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Wren (Prot-Fire 60)