Oso moves up fifteen feet to the entrance into the courtyard and points a full hand at the wizard on the stairs.
"Noctis ar Oculis!"
"GAAAAAAAH!"
"Hey that shadow is getting away!"
Points to shadow
Looks over at his charmed companion
"Hey make sure no one smacks me OK?"
Oso shouts back to Beldan
"What shadow? Keep close. You may get a chance to grab Xever."
Oso moves up fifteen feet to the entrance into the courtyard and points a full hand at the wizard on the stairs.
"Noctis ar Oculis!"
"I can't see!!! I can't see!!! I had my eyes closed,...."
he turns away from the eyeboiling ray...
Gittik's three called hits do hit. He crits the guy twice, sliding his dirks up into the armpits, which are merely protected by mail.
Their attack(s) up shortly.
Ogay.....Xever is invisible now;
if anybody can see invis, I'll tell you where he is.
Gittik:
The buscemi at c3 moves to a5; attacks pip; who takes 4 h.p. from a rapier, and Gittik can aoo his ass.
The bald guy with the spiked chain smites Gittik once, connecting once,
for 17h.p. in damage. He smacks his buddy too in e3; that guy takes 15.
He smacks the guy back; 7 h.p. in damage.
The guy in c4 babbles incoherently.
A guy hops down from the ceiling in front of Beldan; at c8; stabbing him with a rapier for 6 h.p. damage. It might've been a vital blow but for Beldan's uncanny ability to sense danger. (i.e. no point in rolling a perception/stealth since it wouldn't work on Beldan anyway).
The bald guy:
"Hey! STIINKII! Leave my hobniz buddy alone! Attack this other hobniz next time!!!"
GROUP'S ATTACK!!! ROUND 3!!!
heh heh.....
Oso twists his hand and cuts across then closes his fist tight. "Aurus est Silencio."
He then draws his sword in preparation for battle.
You slap a crit on that cat; he's pretty messed up as he went over to wup on Pip; he's pretty much bloody butthurt.
You can smell that fool; he smells like incense and peppermint candy and cheap perfume over stinky armpits, and he's at c1.
(lol--I love the disconnect when the dungeonmaster is as befuddled by new ablilities as the npc....no threat of subconscious self metagaming that way).
Oso twists his hand and cuts across then closes his fist tight. "Aurus est Silencio."
He then draws his sword in preparation for battle.
It's silenced up, right there; a burst of blue light and runes, then quietude.
Gittik can't hear him anymore, much less himself, but he can suuuuuuure smell the pichouli soaked hem of the guy's robes.
(lol--I love the disconnect when the dungeonmaster is as befuddled by new ablilities as the npc....no threat of subconscious self metagaming that way).
Gittik keeps on gouging with the heavy kukri, slicing through the guy's breastplate like a meat cleaver through aluminium foil. He's gushing blood, hurt bad.
Gittik can smell the guy behind him sweating.
Pip; Altai; Elgan; Beldan left to go.....
You presume's right!
The flagstones in the courtyard bend and buckle before erupting upwards in a cascade of earth and stone. After a few seconds, the cloud of dust and stone stabilises into a 18' tall massive rock-like humanoid covered in rime and ice. With a near-subsonic rumble, it reaches out for the nearest milkhead.
OSO moves to c6 to get out the way.....the massive thing of cold earth pummels the 'buscemi in the back of the head, spraying it's brains all over Beldan. It's down and out, and all look agape at the tundrathing in the courtyard.
Beldan; Pip; Elgan up to bat...
heh heh....beckon the frozen.
Yeah. And I left something out.
He's not a man lieing there. Now it looks like a big assed rat dog.
Google the "Montauk Monster" if you're not eating; that's what it looks like.
"Urk - what the hell?"
Beldan delays, lurking about in the tunnel for now.
Right on....
Elgan'n'Pip are up to bat,...
Seeing his primary choice,... is no longer see-able, ELgan chirps grumpily and directs his stormcloud. It obligingly spits out another bolt onto another Buscemi,...
Seeing his primary choice,... is no longer see-able, ELgan chirps grumpily and directs his stormcloud. It obligingly spits out another bolt onto another Buscemi,...
Elgan's lightning bolt kills the one in e3.....
There's one left at c4, the bald guy fighting Gittik at d3, there's one at a5 attacking hapless Pip, and the invisible Xever whom Gittik has smelled.
Pip's attack! Beldan's holding...
I'm looking at the rulebook; you CAN summon hordes of lesser pogue creatures like in the good old days.
(lol--this is all new to me still).
Magic is so passe at ninth level.
Sheeesh! suck day.
Ogay.
Buscemi in c4 moves to d4, flanks with Gittik, and kills the bald Keitel with a thrust through the heart of his rapier.
the Buscemi in a5 stabs Pip twice, hitting once, and doing 7 h.p. to the diminutive minstrel.
A burst of fire washes over most of the courtyard.
Reflex save for Pip, Beldan, Gittik, Oso; or take 47 h.p. in damage; half if you save; reflex d.c. 18.
If you miss the reflex save, you're -2 to hit and skill use until your next turn; blistering spell.
The elemental needs to save too; also it will take 150% damage whether it saves or not.
Xever appears at a1; looking distraught, starts blubbering, because now after his fireball, ALL of the guys from the courtyard....the Buscemis....the Keitel....are down, and the party's still (I reckon) up.
Your move....
So....new round. Party's attack.
All the guys from the courtyard are down, Xever's at a1 visible, and everybody (but Elgan and Altai) need to save, dc18, or take 47 h.p. in damage; 1/2 that if they save.
Hissing gouts of steam rises towards the sky and rivulets of icewater trickles off the elemental as Xever's blast of fire washes over it. Groaning in rage, it lunges at the suddenly visible arcanist, tossing the table clear out of the courtyard and scattering the corpses of the ratty thugs like bowling pins.
"Ouch." Altai winces as the fireball goes off. "Man, is he angry! Now, Xever, can you give me any reason to stop him from simply absorbing you and dragging your carcass back to the Elemental Plane of Earth?"
Xever's cloak spits and pops like fireworks as the thing manhandles him; the elemental is overwhelmed and dies from 15 h.p. in damage....
Xever starts squirming; squealing,.....giggling nervously...
"Look, man,...I don't know who sent you guys, but I'd pay them off by now except Hamfist has me as a slave here. Please! Please! Can we work something out?"
Oso calls on Kelanen to help his friends and he moves into a central position first to make sure that they all receive his healing.
Yeah; everybody bask in it! ;)
"The Church of Kord says hello. Now, where's Dagbarr's heart? We would be most..." Altai loses his calm demeanor as the elemental collapses into a pile of soggy gravel. "You thrice-damned hag-spawned cockroach! I'll have your head for that!" His hands whip through a series of arcane gestures.
Yeah; I checked that. He's in a1.
Just an audible one:
"You dick! You dropped my mage armor! Come on, I surrendered!!!"
Then he shuts up.
His cloak still crackles in fiery splendor.