Del skids to a stop as his allies descend on the centaur with savage abandon. Shaking his head at the display, and very glad he's not on the receiving end of the violent press, he brings Ruby up to his shoulder and takes careful aim before loosing a single bolt.
HP: 54/54
Cold Resist: 10
AC: 19 (15 T / 14 FF)
CMD: 22
F/R/W: +8/+11/+7
Grit remaining: 0/2
Healing Amulet charges remaining: 3/3
Regular bolts remaining: 44/80
Cold Iron bolts: 25/40
tangle bolts: 2
tracer bolts: 4
Ongoing Effects
Vigilant Loading
Gunslinger Initiative
Favored Terrain (cold): +4 bonus on initiative, Knowledge (geo), Perception, Stealth, & Survival
Favored Terrain (urban): +2 bonus on initiative, Knowledge (geo), Perception, Stealth, & Survival
Lucrezzia gets barely close enough to target the monstrous centaur and gives him a twinkle of the evil eye. "This should make it easier!"
Vesvold suffers burns from Greyston's bombs though not to the devastating effect the alchemist would have hoped. Similarly, though Corum's strike is true, the skilled warrior is able to deflect all but one of Sapphire's strikes.
He breaks off, withdrawing from combat with the pair and circling around to the other side of the pit.
There, he shouts; So be it!
From out of the darkness there is a tremendous roar, like a cross between a warrior's battle cry and the whinny of a stallion. An enormous creature, this hulking thing has the lower half of an eight-legged stallion and the upper half of a horned frost giant.
It charges forward with hooves shaking the whole chamber, a massive lance lowered and pointed directly at Del.
Hit
The lance smashes the scoundrel in the chest, picking him up from his feet and sending him fairly flying across the chamber.
Fail
Ruby clatters across the floor as the giant creature skewers Del clear through in one shot. As it rears after charging over Greyston, the half-orc falls limp from the lance and tumbles several times across the floor, coming to a stop just at the edge of the ominous pit in the center of the chamber.
Blood begins to pool heavily beneath his too-still form.
"By the beatles feasting on fungus!" Lucrezzia curses aloud and sends a wave of ill-luck towards the overly enthusiastic oct-taur. She then steps aside and blocks the beast from her view.
As the multi-legged abomination skitters past, Sapphire's blade licks out at it, scoring a deep gouge along its side.
Elleross watches in horror as the huge centaur like giant charges past and skewers Del like a wild boar.
Drawing upon Lucrezzias magic he moves higher into the air and turning toward the creature he unleashes a spell, covering the ground beneath the creature with magical grease.
Synemmenon, oleoque
Success
Grayston sees the creature before it's too late, it's lance smashes into Del and continues on trampling over him. It's crushing hoffs kicking and stamping almost knocking him over.
"Del! Del's down!! Get back here quick!" He cries out in pain and worry for his downed friend. Looking down at Del he begrudgingly turns back the way they came and attempts to get out of reach of his massive lance.
Auto-miss
Suddenly the huge beast bursts through the circle and runs Del through. The centaur takes his chance to withdraw and for a brief moment Corum is tempted to give chase. Even in the depths of his rage he realises his friends need help bringing the beast down so he spins and charges after it. His battle cry is a sound of pure hate tinged with the joy of battle as, with spear levelled before him, he smashes into the thing like a wave breaking on a rock.
Pa rage charge
Dam
Bane
This creature is a Svathurim, a kind of Frost-giant, centaur hybrid - descended from both races. Svathurims and frost giants consider each other allies and distant kin. The hindquarters of an adult svathurim are up to 10 feet tall and 16 feet long, while its giant trunk and head reach up to 18 feet in height. They typically weigh more than 5 tons and may live up to 500 years. Svathurims dwell in arctic regions, galloping along the shores of polar seas or between high mountain peaks, with individuals organized into clans headed by the strongest hunters.
It is monstrously powerful in melee combat, combining lance attacks with an array of natural attacks as well.
It is able to trample and charge with a lance as if mounted.
It is able to walk on air (as the spell) as easily as land.
It's only specific weakness is that it is vulnerable to fire
As Corum closes the beast spears him with it's lance. The tip drives into his shoulder but Corum's momentum tears it free and he lunged forward to drive his own spear deep into the creature's flank.
Blood sprays from both combatants and Corum's heart sings with the savage joy of mortal combat.
Blood sprays from both combatants and Corum's heart sings with the savage joy of mortal combat.
Even as his conscious mind registers the fall of Dell and the plight of the others his subconscious seeks its own answers to this creature and in his minds eye he finds himself
Moving across the frozen landscape of his own winter garden.
He streaks across the frozen lake with the speed of thought , hurtling toward the pale tower that rises before him, jutting from the ground like an acussing finger it points heaven ward, its tip rearing tothe dark grey, snow leaden clouds above.
The crystal doorway before him bears a remarkable etching, Nasrin and her companion Thorn stand guard to this area of his mind and as he approaches Thorn springs to life, it's crystalline form rearing up from the door in a snarl of warning.
down! do you not recognise your own pack Nasrin says as she appears from the doorway and her familiar growl tugs at his heart.
Thorn whines pitifully and nuzzles Elleross hand as he moves closer.
he's just doing his job Nas, just as he always did. he says with a small smile and Nasrin nods toward him as he moves past and enters the slender tower.
Rising swiftly to the top of the tower he opens the dark wooden doorway and steps into the now familiar circular room.
The fire place as always blazes to life and the statue of Nadya seems to move as the firelight dances across its bronze surface.
The room once sparsely furnished was now filling up as his experiences and knowledge grew.
He moves swiftly to one of the new bookcases that line the back walls and he reaches for a text he had read rears before.
Unrolling the vellum scroll he glances at the title " giant kin and the frozen north"
The scroll begins to fill with text as he recalls the information he had stored comes to the fore and his hands tighten around the scroll as the knowledge surfaces within him ....
it is vulnerable to fire! Burn it! he cries out as he ascends it is deadly with its lance but it also has fearsome natural attacks and it can walk on air as easily as it tramples the ground! he warns, realising his own flight will gain him little protection.
Trusting the others to remove the eight-legged threat, Sapphire concentrates on the enemy spell caster, keen to prevent him from summoning or casting anything else. In an instant she throws a force missile at the creature, and suddenly snaps across the room next to it.
3rd - displacement,
2nd - bladed dash,
1st — burning hands, shield, shield, shocking grasp, shocking grasp, shocking grasp
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Pressed against the rear of the chamber, Vesvolod swings his brutal hammer but no matter what he does Sapphire's multi-layered defences hold him out.
Hit
Miss
Hit
Miss
But seeing his master's grievous wounds, the Svathurim abandons his battle with Corum and charges with the sound of thunder echoing off his hooves. He streaks out of the grease and levels his lance, smashing it into Sapphire's back with incredible force.
Success
Hit
Hit
Hit
Breathing an audible sigh of relief, Lucrezzia calls on Milani to tend the grievous woulds of her compatriots. She then leaves the anteroom and follows the wall to her left to stay close enough to the fight to matter.
As the beast breaks away Corum drives his spear into it again.
Dam
Bane
He then charges after it and again launches himself at it.
Pa charge rage
Dam
Bane
Hit
Confirmed
Corum hurls himself forward with reckless abandon, charging across the chamber roaring like a wild animal, spear high and aimed for the creature's throat.
But this thing is not just a monster, but a trained and seasoned warrior. It whirls and crouches, planting it's lance and driving it home as Corum nears. It plunges through the warrior's belly and erupts out the other side, taking links of chain, flesh and viscera with it.
With a defiant look still on his face, Corum collapses to the ground.
Success against the channel
Eyes wide as Corum falls, Sapphire's entire body is shocked to the core as the lance smashes through her arcane protections. Gasping, she pulls magic from the surroundings and lashes out once more.
Continuing to attack Vesvolod initialy, if/when he falls she can take a 5ft step towards the beastie and continue with her 10 ft reach[/ooc]
3rd - displacement, force hook charge, storm step, vampiric touch
2nd - bladed dash, bladed dash, blur, blur, mirror image
1st — burning hands, shield, shield, shocking grasp, shocking grasp, shocking grasp
Vesvolod reels from the barrage of attacks. Only one manages to draw blood but it is nearly enough as he staggers on his four cloven hooves.
Holding his damaged arm Grayston takes a few deep breaths as he notices Del wake up. "Del take over." He shouts as he sprints into the room bolstered by Ellerosses spell. "Split up! Don't give that thing a clear line on all of us." Spreading out as far as he can go, he can see Corum on the floor bleeding out.
Shaking up a bomb he lobs it far hoping to distract the creature.
Holding his damaged arm Grayston takes a few deep breaths as he notices Del wake up. "Del take over."
Tha' fool will be jus' fine...I hope With a chant to the stars beyond Lucrezzia a winter storm down onto the oct-taur. A column of ice and hail crashes into the thing. Realizing she may now have the thing's attention, she steels herself for it's assault, Better to make it come ta' me than kill Sapphire, too...I hope.
Elleross hovers above the battle and he can see it is not going well.
His friends were battling bravely but they all teetered on a knife edge, the creature had to be stopped before it killed them all.
Flying closer to the melee he begins to weave a spell, augmenting its power as he does so.
Festucam, ossis,confringes! drawing out a small piece of bone he crushes it in his hand and reaches out toward the Svathurim. The disturbing sound of cracking bones fills the chamber as the spell takes hold.
Fail
Miss
Del staggers to his feet, just about, and levels Ruby. But the bloodloss and the total shock his body is in causes the cradle to tremor and his heart sinks as the bolt flies wide
Vesvolod steps back from the furious swarm of blades that the swordswoman before him seems to brandish. Bleeding from multiple wounds, he raises his hammer and then levels it at her, muttering foul curses in the giant tongue.
Success
Seeing her multiple forms merge into one, the agonized Svathurim, still reeling from Elleros' devastating spell, thrusts out with his lance.
Hit
Miss
Hit
Unbelievable
Incredibly, even stripped of her best defensive spell, Sapphire is able to avoid the terrible thrusts of the lance.