Lareg |
Depending on how Triela reacts combat may be imminent. Depending on what other PCs are seen NPCs may attack so I've went ahead and rolled init. For now though we are still out of combat. Everyone is welcome to take actions accordingly if they haven't already.
Initiative rolls:
- Aak:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
- Caylen:1d20 ⇒ 9
- Rema:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
- Silx:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
- Triela:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Lareg |
Caylen Etrian |
Half-awake and hair disheveled, carrying the staff Shayne had left behind in his passing, Caylen stumbles out of the temple bleary-eyed and unprepared for the disappointing show of ignorance before her. Still reeling from the departure of Shayne and the events of the last few days, the young woman's patience is drawn wholly thin. But were it just frightened, ignorant villagers that made these cries she may have been able to let Triela speak her words and cow the masses with diplomacy. But it isn't, they are in the crowd, inciting the riots, being the match that thinks it is the flame.
Rage swells in Caylen's heart and the blackened flesh on her forearms and hands begins to smolder. Coming down the steps, Caylen passes by Triela and lays a hand on the bard's shoulder, her eyes never leaving the riotous crowd. The gesture is not one of support, but dismissal. Your words won't work here, the firm touch implies. Whether or not Caylen is correct has little to do with how much she believes she is right.
Coming down the stairs, Caylen speaks words in sibilant litany. The greenish metal of the staff begins to glow brightly, shedding a vibrant light out from its cresting-wave shaped head. "LIES!" Caylen screams as she raises the staff in one hand. "You speak of flame as if you know it! You speak of purity as if you are it!"
Between her sentences, Caylen utters another verse of sibilant words in the tongue of angels, the call of celestial tongues causing what was once merely light on her staff to erupt into burning flame that erupts from the fissures in her skin and wreathes the staff's radiant end. "Time and again you have come to disrupt our work, you dispicable shadows of flame are no more than smoke and ashes!"
As the nears the crowd, Caylen's entire body emits rippling heat waves, her hair tossed on thermal winds only she can feel and tongues of smoke thread themselves out fo the exposed flesh between the blackened strips of charred skin. "Does the match believe itself the flame in the face of the Inferno!" With those last words, Caylen's entire body explodes into the same fiery light her allies have seen time and again before, that Triela saw the previous night.
Caylen is a shimmering form of pure white flame that sheds her own light as bright as the staff, flames roar off of the staff's raised haft and her body is painfully bright to look at. Her voice, hollow and echoing sounds as though it is called from somewhere else. "In the name of this sacred place you defile and the pain you cause, you will cast down your weapons and seek forgiveness for your ignorance!"
It isn't Caylen speaking anymore, it isn't her mannerisms or her kindness. Like in the past when enraged, it is something otherworldly and beyond the young girl that channels it. Something else informs her words, something full of wrath and indignation at the sight of this cruelty.
"Cast aside your hatred, or be shown what purifying flames truly are!"
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First up. LOTS OF ROLLS.
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15 (can she see if the instigators are familiar?/Looking for Silx)
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 (assessing the mob, trying to determine how strongly they believe this stuff that's being spewed. Are they loyal cultists or just gullable townsfolk, etc.)
Heal: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17 (how hurt are the injured people? If there are serious injuries I will probably channel positive energy next round.)
Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17 (is Angraad worshipped in this region? Not sure if we learned that at the temple, if so that'll affect what Caylen says next.)
Lastly, and I'm not sure if this is right or not, but I'm trying to convey a duality of carrot/stick with the villagers. Peace and comfort if they put down their weapons, fiery doom if they don't. The Diplomacy check (which is in aid of Triela's) is meant to reinforce those who already see them in a favorable light or are willing to turn to their side. The intimidate is meant to frighten the flame cultists, mostly, or scare off the townsfolk who have been indoctrinated by them. Again, nto sure if I can do that, but if I have to take one or the other I'll go with the untrained intimidate.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Caylen is moving down the steps of the temple toward the crowd during her speech. She is casting light, then sun metal on the staff, then activating energy body.
That should catch her up to everyone else in terms of number of actions/time.
Lareg |
The man in the rear sneers, "Yet another youth that I must educate. It will be a pleasure to let our flames mingle. I do hope you survive to see the night." With a nod from the speaker the man next to him begins to move adeptly through the mob, brandishing a great sword and yelling "Kill the swine.".
The villager near Peter (the young man Triela noticed defending the female half-orc) attacks the young man.
Round One: Triela now acting. All others awaiting NPC action. (Triela and Caylen are about 30 feet from the orcs who are in front of the mob.)
Caylen Etrian |
Caylen calls out, her hollow voice echoing back to her companions. "The crowd is a trick -- a shadow, an illusion! There are but six villagers!" Raising her fiery staff into the air, Caylen gestures to the man who spoke the word swine.
"Him," Caylen directs, hoping Silx is within range to target the ringleader.
Triela of Devilbane |
Triela casts haunted fey aspect, "Then face the wrath of house Devilbane!" and moves towrds the villiager near Peter,will get either behind her or in flanking if possible.
wow, lots of posts. Given that Triela is in a position to have heard about troubles that plague the local lands in court or from her mother, what has he heard of these cultists, if anything?
knowledge: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
Sadhvis Rema |
Awesome stuff all. Going to do Rema's entry and then I want to give Aak some time to catch up before we continue with combat.
Rema looks on in awe as The Valiant fades away. "The dreams are true. she whispers to herself. Before she can say more the eagle warns of the battle above. Looking around in confusion Rema follows behind Caylen.
Outside Rema quietly gathers herself at the temple steps as it becomes clear that peace will not prevail.
Aak |
Aak will rest, both his mind and body. The words of the ghost ring in his head you will need your strength. Those words turn over in his mind, until he finally falls to sleep.
When he wakes the next day, he sits and meditates to gain his spells, something he is accustomed to at this point. He asks his deity for guidance to know when to fight and when to talk, help to defend against any hostilities that may come up and last but not least the strength to overcome any obstacle that may present itself.
Aak will focus his mind, using the teaching given to him by the wise old monk at the temple, to become more fierce should the time arise (bonus to intimidate).
He is snapped out of his trance when the newcomer, Triela says that there is a battle, happening up above them on the grounds of the temple. Aak will gather his weapons and don his armor. He then heads upstairs, out the temple door and stands, SHOCKED at what is before him.
He stands there, frozen in the display of aggression before him. He instantly wonders what has provoked the villagers to create a mob and attack the temple. He understands that Humans view his kind and less than pleasurable, but this is madness.
He looks around, to see if he can pick out anyone in particular, and if the female half-orc is the one from the monk sanctuary.
percception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Upon hearing the words of the man in back, Aak visibly is pissed off. He thinks back to the man who burned down the little watering hole, which started all of this in motion as it were. Aak makes some motions, and asks for greater defense to battle those he may go against.
when Aak turn is up, cast shield of faith +2 of self
Lareg |
Triela is easily able to get into a flanking position near the villager that has just attacked Peter.
The figure in the rear that Caylen has identified holds a scroll aloft, "Where there are flames there is smoke." A mist surrounds him (20 ft. radius).
Round One: Triela move complete. Aak, Rema, Caylen, and Silx now acting.
Lareg |
That's right. I wanted to look up the spell then forgot. I'll get the spell effects in here.
As Triela engages the villagers look in her direction and then back to Caylen. As some of them begin to back away the warrior making his way through the mob yells, "If you run I will kill you." The villagers stay where they are, but they are no longer fighting the orcs.
Between Caylen's intimidate roll and the spectacle of the haunted fey aspect the villagers are considered shaken.
Sadhvis Rema |
Rema quickly positions herself to help reinforce the orcs, beseeching the orcs to show mercy. "Show these few mercy and you may make allies of enemies."
Lareg |
I was counting Aak's shield of faith as pre combat. Sorry I didn't make that clear.
The warrior stops short as Aak engages him. Though the man seems surprised by the morningstar, he is able to dodge the attack.
Round One: Triela, Aak, Rema, and Silx actions complete. Caylen now acting.
Caylen Etrian |
Staying at the bottom of the stairs, Caylen raises aloft her staff and pulses with radiance, expelling a wave of positive energy from her body as it shifts from its form of living fire to that of the young, dark-haired girl once more. The healing energy surges through orc and human alike, indiscriminately healing both the orcs and the villagers. "These men lie to you," Caylen affirms, burning staff held high. "They are not the light, they are pretenders!"
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Channel Energy (healing): 1d6 ⇒ 4
Affects all living creatures in 60'
Lareg |
The orcs stand a bit taller. The villagers seem full of doubt. They glance with fear toward the warrior engaged with Aak before turning their eyes toward Caylen.
The group of villagers shifts a bit. The one nearest Rema steps back, while the a few others (2) attempt to attack the orcs near them (1d20 ⇒ 18, Dmg (non-lethal): 1d6 ⇒ 6; 1d20 ⇒ 11). Although only one of the villagers manages to connect, the strike nearly knocks the orc unconscious. The orc growls loudly, holding his ground (orc ferocity).
Lareg |
The warrior near Aak attacks with a greatsword (1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11), but swings wide. "You won't be so lucky next time.. beast."
The villager near Peter wields a crude club as he swings at the young man (1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20, Dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4), knocking him soundly in the arm. Peter looks to be having trouble steadying himself.
Round Two: Triela now acting. Aak, Rema, Caylen, and Silx awaiting NPC action.
Lareg |
Peter is healed for 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 (back to full hp).
Aak easily connects with the warrior, who winces from the devastating attack
Round Two: Triela and Aak actions complete (moving?), Rema, Caylen, and Silx now acting.
Lareg |
Here's a basic map. Does that help or do we need a detailed battle map? Ignore the part that says NPCs (I just reused an old map). The bit that says "Aak" is where Aak and the warrior are engaged. Silx is near the mist, Rema and Triela are near the orcs. Caylen is near the temple steps. Does that sound about right?
Sadhvis Rema |
Seeing that many of the villagers are to fearful to attack, Rema moves to help Triela and Peter with the villager that is attacking.
After moving into a flanking position, Rema attempts another stunning fist attack (1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 + 2 = 15, Dmg (non-lethal: 1d6 ⇒ 5). Although the villager shakes off the stun, the punch nearly knocks them out.
Round Two: Triela, Aak, and Rema actions complete (moving?); Caylen and Silx now acting.
Caylen Etrian |
Seeing that the tide of battle is turning in their favor, Caylen stands ready to dispense the light of life for her allies. One hand raised, there is a radiant glow coming from her burned hand. The flaming staff she carries is held out to her side, the twisting tines at its top glowing like freshly forged steel rippling with flames. Her hair blows about in that thermal wind surrounding her, and the young oracle seems poised to act but serenely still.
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Standard Action: Ready Action to channel energy (healing) if any ally within the 30' burst becomes injured. If Caylen sees a non-villager enemy in her aura of healing she will exclude them with selective channeling.
Lareg |
Seeing one of their own stagger, the townsfolk begin to take the warnings a bit more seriously. With Aak keeping the warrior busy the villagers slowly back away.
The warrior looks with anger upon the retreating villagers, but turns to take his rage out on the foe before him, swinging his greatsword at Aak (1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14), blinded by his anger the swing misses.
Not interested in further harm, the villager near Peter drops his makeshift club and slowly backs away (five-foot step) - holding his hands open out at his side.
Round Three: Triela now acting; Aak, Rema, Caylen, and Silx awaiting NPC action.
Lareg |
Stealth roll for Silx: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Aak's attack misses, but the warrior clearly looks concerned at Treila's approach.
Caylen and Silx have actions left this round.
Caylen Etrian |
Caylen finally moves from the temple entrance, passing through where the villagers stand and casting none of her baleful stare in their direction. Instead, she calmly strides towards the foe Aak is facing in combat, circling around the side of the orcish warrior and raises one hand, the flaming staff still held aloft.
"You had your opportunity," Caylen exhales the words in breathless exasperation as a fiery glow builds within the exposed flesh and muscle beneath the strips of burned flesh on her outstretched arm. Heat and smoke ribbon out through the fissures in skin, and Aak knows what will come next as a gout of flame erupts from the young girl's hand, blasting outwards over the warrior Aak battles.
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Move Action: Move up with Aak
Standard Action: Burning Hands
Burning Hands: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4
Lareg |
In the rear behind the mist a shout is heard just before a bolt of fire flies through the mist, burning much of it away.
Surrounded, the warrior dodges - only a portion of the flame impacting him.
Lareg |
The warrior nods knowingly, "In the fire all will be purified." A circle of flame surrounds him, burning him and everyone around him (circle with 10 ft. radius with him at the center). Aak, Caylen, and Triela all receive 2 points of fire damage (resistances if any apply).
The villagers continue to back away slowly.
Round Four: Triela now acting; Aak, Rema, Caylen, and Silx awaiting NPC action.
Aak |
Aak winces as flame surrounds him. He then stares down at Silx, hoping to get down there to help soon. He focuses his attack on the greatsword wielding enemy in front of him, hoping to drop him so he may advance to aid Silx.
Targeting same foe as before...
star: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
shield: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
star dam: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
shield dam: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6