Reflex
Will
Erek is engulfed in the hellfire but he stands form and it washes over him with minimal effect. He stares into the cold, dead eyes and feels no fear. "Is that all you have worm?!" He taunts.
He raises his holy symbol and infants a spell.
Caster check
[dice=Will save]1d20+17
[dice=Potential damage]5d8
Markus ducks attempting to shield himself from the blast of the dragon, taking only a slight hit but it hurts all the same. "Spread out more!" He then looks around making sure everyone is standing their ground.
hp - 87/122
Debuff - 1 negative level.
The slight wizard manages to cling onto the wall of stone and avoids taking the full force of fire from the firey breathe attack, as the Dragon hold his position in the air Davos his hands up as if reaching for the sky and presents a funnel like shaping aiming at the Dragon.
With all his arcane might and letting out a defying roar "BURRNNN!!! in the sky above a tear appears inbetween the black clouds and a burst of sun strikes down at the Dragon.
hp - 72
life bubble, Prot from evil, death ward
+3 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects
+2 morale bonus on all other saving throws, ability checks and skill checks
+5 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.
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Prestidigitation
1st Level (6 + 1 evocation spell per day)
Shield - 2
Mage Armor -
Grease -
Protection from evil - 1
Liberating command - 1
2nd Level (6+1 evocation spell per day)
Scorching Ray -
Mirror Image - 2
Create Pit - 2
3rd Level (6+1 Evocation spell per day)
Fireball -
Haste -
Fly - 1
Dispel Magic - 1
Heroism - 1
4th Level (5+1 Evocation spell per day)
Empower Scorching ray - 2
black tentacles - 1
Greater Invisibility - 1
Wall of fire - 1
Emergency Force Sphere - 1
5th Level (5+1 Evocation spell per day)
Teleport - 1
Lighting Arc - 1
Empowered Fireball - 1
Icy Prison - 1
6th Level (4+1 Evocation spell per day)
Dispel magic, greater - 1
Contagious flame - 3
Freezing Sphere - 1
7th Level (3+1 Evocation spell per day)
Prismatic Spray - 1
Empowered lighting arc - 1
Reverse gravity - 1
Scouring winds - 1
8th Level (1+1 Evocation spell per day)
Sunburst - 2
Versatile Evocation 10rnds/
Elemental manipulation 13rnds/
Intense spells +7
Items
Arcane bond 1/
Mist Projector 20/
Rod lesser extend 3/
Rod Ectoplasmic 3/2
Pearl of power level 3 1/
Scrolls:-
Teleport x1
Dispel magic, greater x2
Wall of stone x1
Levitate x2
Undead to death x2
remove curse x1
Dimensional Anchor x1
Dark vision x2
Death ward x2
Oof. Fail.
The enormous burst of arcane sunlight rips through the undead dragon and it screeches horribly as it's very ragged flesh and bones are blasted.
Morbar can do absolutely nothing apart from getting engulfed by the massive attack.
EDIT: - "Hurumph!"
Avoiding the brunt of the breath, Caradwen tries to focus on her next shot, but the fear of the beast threatens to overcomes her.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Caradwen goes on the offensive again - "Here goes nothing!"
Miss
Wing
The undead dragon swoops down beside Jon and rips into him in a terrifying and devastating flurry of bites and claws and piercing wings. The oracle is almost ripped limb from limb by the attack.
"Jon pull back if you need healing! We have to take that thing down I have to focus on Cara." He again steps next to the archer and grants her Desna grace giving her luck on her next attacks.
Erek watches the Dragon tear into Jon. The attack is brief and savage, the carnage terrible to behold. But with the Dragon grounded he sees their chance offending this.
"Morbar! Cone on!"
He Charge a across the street and smashes the Raven's Head down onto the flank of the beast.
Crit confirm
Dam
Precise strike
Bane
Extra dam from crit
With a nod at Markus, Caradwen takes a single step back, and breathes deeply - "I've got this"
Morbar grunts something when the beast finally lands, and simply charges in.
"Time ta face us grunts!" - he roars at the Dragon.
The Raven's Head comes down in a glittering arc that splinter the ribs of the beast into pieces. It screeches in pain and hate and wheels on the inquisitor - exposing it's dark heart once more.
Though her volley of arrows is less than accurate, one finds it's mark. It thuds home into that dark light and lodges there. The dragon rears up in anguish and surprise before collapsing back on itself, utterly crushing a building behind it and lying still among the dust and rubble.
Breathing heavily with the stress of it all, Kendra heaves:
My god, Jon. Markus can you help him? The tower is there, it's just there!
Jons demonic hide does little to stop the dragon as it tears into him, it’s huge jaws tear a huge hole in his chest as it’s claws reach inside to disembowell him even as it’s great wings slash around him flying the flesh from his back.
With a roar of pain Jon staggers but refuses to fall, even through the red agony that consumes him he coughed up a great gout of blood and glares at the undead beast
that was your last mistake you bastard Jon snarls as the rest of the party surge forward, now it was on the ground it was vulnerable and he watches in grim satisfaction as they brutally end its undead existence.
Leaning heavily on his sword he waves Markus off and smiles a bloody smile at Kendra
And says don’t worry about me Kendra, unfortunately I’ve had worse he says with a grimace of pain and Drawing on some of his own power he heals the grievous wounds,
Almost instantly the great ragged tears and punctures heal up and Jon straightens a hard gleam in his eye
let’s get inside and get this over with
The undead dragon is finally vanquished upon hearing Kendra pointing out the tower his focus shifts looking up at the tower "Let's not keep Avidion waiting"
hp - 72
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1st Level (6 + 1 evocation spell per day)
Shield - 2
Mage Armor -
Grease -
Protection from evil - 1
Liberating command - 1
2nd Level (6+1 evocation spell per day)
Scorching Ray -
Mirror Image - 2
Create Pit - 2
3rd Level (6+1 Evocation spell per day)
Fireball -
Haste -
Fly - 1
Dispel Magic - 1
Heroism - 1
4th Level (5+1 Evocation spell per day)
Empower Scorching ray - 2
black tentacles - 1
Greater Invisibility - 1
Wall of fire - 1
Emergency Force Sphere - 1
5th Level (5+1 Evocation spell per day)
Teleport - 1
Lighting Arc - 1
Empowered Fireball - 1
Icy Prison - 1
6th Level (4+1 Evocation spell per day)
Dispel magic, greater - 1
Contagious flame - 3
Freezing Sphere - 1
7th Level (3+1 Evocation spell per day)
Prismatic Spray - 1
Empowered lighting arc - 1
Reverse gravity - 1
Scouring winds - 1
8th Level (1+1 Evocation spell per day)
Sunburst - 2
Versatile Evocation 10rnds/
Elemental manipulation 13rnds/
Intense spells +7
Items
Arcane bond 1/
Mist Projector 20/
Rod lesser extend 3/
Rod Ectoplasmic 3/2
Pearl of power level 3 1/
Scrolls:-
Teleport x1
Dispel magic, greater x2
Wall of stone x1
Levitate x2
Undead to death x2
remove curse x1
Dimensional Anchor x1
Dark vision x2
Death ward x2
Erek watches Jon heal himself and says "Markus, we all bear wounds. Can you heal us?"
Then to Davos he says: "Indeed not, it would be awfully impolite to keep our gracious host waiting."
He taps the Ravens Head suggestively.
"I wonder if that one kept a treasure hoard around somewhere" - Morbar snorts - "That's what dragons be doin', right...?" - he lets the thought hang while staring at Jon's amazing healing.
"Damned fine magic if ye ask me lad" - he pats his companion on the shoulder - "I tip me hat ta ye for takin' all that and still be standin'" - he winks - "But it shoulda be me, ya know... Dwarves bein the most resilient race there is and all..?" - and smiles broadly.
Jon smiles back at Morbar and says well given your legendary resilience it would be rude of me to get ripped apart again before you get a chance, so next time you fill your boots and I’ll heal you up after
Jon turns back toward the tower and looking around at the group he leads them onwards toward Adivion.
Markus holds up his holy symbol and heals all those around him.
He then looks around at those still with him, at Kendra and then up at the tower. "If your good let's move. I'm ready to end this."
Wait, I can help! Kendra says. There's something happening to me, this close to the tower I can feel it.
She's right. Her eyes, a pale gold have turned a milky white.
I don't feel tired at all, in fact I feel like I could keep running like this all day. Come here, quickly.
Gathering you around in a circle, she takes the hand of Jon and Markus and bids the others take them too. Before long, you feel a kind of raw energy running through you not quite like anything you have felt before.
Kendra is somehow passing some of the energy in herself to you. She has become the absolute pinnacle of humankind - not angelic and not undead. If what she and Adivion says is correct then she is no longer subject to poison or disease or hunger and may not even age for all you know.
Whatever power she has is not Divine in nature, but it feels like it.
Never has there been anything like her before and as her energy begins flowing through you, you begin to feel rejuvenated and exhilarated.
Erek looks from Kendra to the tower weighing the options. He does not know her like the others and though he reads no falsehood in her, she is Adivion's creation. He shakes his head.
"No lady, thank you all the same. Iomadae guides and protects me. That is all I need."
"Bah, whaddya afraid of lad?" - Morbar moves close to Kendra - "What's up then girl...?" - his eyes going wide with surprise at the feelings she imparts - "Whoa!"
"I trust you Kendra" - Caradwen doesn't even hesitate, taking her friend's hand in both of hers - "We all do" - and winks with a smile - "Even if they sputter about it - boys are complicated, you know that"
Jon moves forward and grasps Kendra hand, looking into her strange milky white eyes he wonders how much of the girl he met in ravengro was still there and then he looks down at his own hand as it grasps Kendra and the contrast between his demonic skin and her pale flesh was startling. He knew he was still himself inside, despite the changes his powers had wrought and he grasped her hand tighter.
what are you going to do.... he asks and then he groans as the surge of power flows through him and he can feel that place inside himself, the well of power being renewed and whatever Kendra had become, she wielded a power greater than any of them had imagined and it frightened him.
wow, that was ...something else Jon says as he lets go of Kendras hand I have no idea what he has done to you Kendra, but I feel refreshed. Like I have had the best nights sleep....it was so strange Jon says as he shakes off the last of the strange feelings
but now my powers are replenished I can use them to protect the rest of you.
He says and drawing on his powers he casts a protective ward on Morbar and Erek
"Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I'll take all the help I can get for the fight ahead" he says with a smile as he joins hands with the group and feel a surge of power through his body
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1st Level (6 + 1 evocation spell per day)
Shield - 2
Mage Armor -
Grease - 1
Protection from evil - 1
Liberating command - 1
2nd Level (6+1 evocation spell per day)
Scorching Ray - 3
Mirror Image - 2
Create Pit - 2
3rd Level (6+1 Evocation spell per day)
Fireball - 1
Haste - 1
Fly - 1
Dispel Magic - 2
Heroism - 1
4th Level (5+1 Evocation spell per day)
Empower Scorching ray - 2
black tentacles - 1
Greater Invisibility - 1
Wall of fire - 1
Emergency Force Sphere - 1
5th Level (5+1 Evocation spell per day)
Teleport - 1
Lighting Arc - 2
Empowered Fireball - 2
Icy Prison - 1
6th Level (4+1 Evocation spell per day)
Dispel magic, greater - 1
Contagious flame - 3
Freezing Sphere - 1
7th Level (3+1 Evocation spell per day)
Prismatic Spray - 1
Empowered lighting arc - 1
Reverse gravity - 1
Scouring winds- 1
8th Level (1+1 Evocation spell per day)
Sunburst - 2
Versatile Evocation 10rnds/
Elemental manipulation 13rnds/
Intense spells +7
Items
Arcane bond 1/
Mist Projector 20/
Rod lesser extend 3/
Rod Ectoplasmic 3/2
Pearl of power level 3 1/
Scrolls:-
Teleport x1
Dispel magic, greater x2
Wall of stone x1
Levitate x2
Undead to death x2
remove curse x1
Dimensional Anchor x1
Dark vision x2
Death ward x1
Markus is happy to take Kendras hand, no matter what she has become he would never turn from her. "Kendra, you must relax we don't know what this place is doing to you or what it could do to you."
As the power begins to infuse with his own he feels the pulling on an unseen force its so strange yet so familiar and then it hits him, Desna herself didn't like his actions or that of Kendras. As the power leaves them Markus pulls away.
"Kendra..." He feels his power bolstered he can feel every facet of his being revitalized something he only ever thought he would get from Desna. "Kendra you are immensely powerful." He takes her hand again and squeezes it, trying to see the woman he once knew the one that would shy away from all this. "When we're done here, when everyone is safe we will leave and find a place for you to live in peace with your books. I never wanted this, I never wanted this for anyone for you to be caught up. I hope you truly understand why we're doing this."
She shakes her head;
You don't understand Markus. I never asked for any of this. For my father to be killed, for me to die and come back as something... else. Adivion absolutely believes in what he is doing. His faith is... unshakeable, it's hard not to believe in a man like that, who believes so absolutely in what he is doing and that he is the only one with the will to follow through with it.
She smiles sadly.
But for me, it doesn't matter. Not any more. Because for me what's done is done and I'm not the studious young woman from Ravengro any more, I'm something different. And I have to learn what that means now, for me and for everyone.
You all equally believe that he is wrong. I can't honestly say. But I know that I am forever changed in almost every way except for the love and respect I have for you all.
Come on, let's see this through - one way or another.
An ornate tower of crumbling gray stone spears through the heart of Adorak, its walls festooned with hanging chains and cruel, barbed hooks impaling countless preserved corpses.
A haze of gray dust perpetually falls from the towering obelisk, almost as if the stone itself was rotting. A stairway of entwined skeletons spirals around the perimeter of the tower, and swirling phantoms howl and scream in a furious storm of unquiet dead around the spire’s dizzying heights. The only entrance into the windowless tower appears to be a pair of massive doors at the fortress’s base.
The storm absolutely rages around the tower, almost in fact as though it is spawn from this spire of stone itself. Flight looks almost impossible and the howling spirits that circle within the storm are both plentiful and terrifying.
Gigantic skeletal arms clasp immense doors of dark metal at the base of the tower, but whether they are holding the doors closed or stand poised to open them is unclear.