Keys to the Clockwork Dead

Game Master Matthew Stinson

Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Initiative (5)

"Dimma! What are you doing?" Sturvok flounders, trying to pull his armored stony bulk out of the low couch in time to reach Dimma, confusion in his eyes. He labors to interpose himself, to make himself her best target, to dare her to strike him who she knows best if she would not relent--if he can to throw his big arms around her to stop her from fighting.

Dimma; Sleeper-cell Spy- Initiative 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

What is Silibar doing? I assume I'm going first but I want all my ducks in a row before I jump the gun.

Silibar- Initiative 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

Silibar- Sense Motive 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Culdren 22
Dimma 19
Silibar 16
Sturvok 5
Gorgoron 4
Arnor 2 (and does not act in the surprise round)
Calcius 1

For story purposes I'm going to fudge the rules a little. Culdren, you now know that you are poisoned but it will not effect you during the surprise round, but on your turn during Round 1. This will mean you make your second save (Fort DC 13) on your second round.

Culdren takes a knee and whips out his crossbow from beneath his cloak, leering directly at Dimma. His irises flash with the runes of a pair of clocks, the large hand on his left eye ticking forward. For a brief moment, just enough to blink a couple times, time is still for him. Even the sounds around him are muffled in this mid-quantum leap through the fabric of time which he uses to steady his weapon and fire with greater accuracy.

Mote Bonus: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Crossbow!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

The arrow whistles toward Dimma, who spins as her 7th sense warns her of the arrow, turning her tray to block the arrow. Food and saucers fly through the air as the arrow thuds, exploding through the tray and stabbing Dimma in her collar.

She holds in a scream and for a moment she seemed to wake from a dream. Then her eyes glazed back over and she turned back to the trigger of her transfermation, Sturvok and his talk of seeking of the Toda. She breaths in deep and harnessed herself like a drawn bow while taking her last step. In the pit of her stomach her ki tighten, then calmed and burned out in a pulse of swift energy shooting two lighting stabs like a viper's fangs.
Dagger 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Dagger 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Tears in her eyes she seems so frustrated and confused. "Why are you making me do this? Why couldn't you all just to sleep?"

Silibar stands flicking a hand out so fast the sleeves of his coat popped. With two fingers extended a small silvery ball of liquid forms in the air before them and shoots forward before anyone really has time to see.
Acid Dart: ranged touch 1d20 ⇒ 14
Acid Damage 1d6 ⇒ 3

Sturvok's still rising to his feet, arms out to steady himself when the twin stabs impact him, the first across the face from temple to ear digs deep as it slices through stony flesh, a half inch from plunging into his eye, still spills out a runnel of blood as only face wounds can--and erupts in hot stinging. The second dagger, aimed to plunge into his neck, he is able to swat away with a gauntleted hand as he rises fully to his feet. Was it that he was really able to swat away the blow of such a trained combatant so easily? Or had she hesitated, seeing that the neck wound would have killed him. His eyes flash with warmth and hope for the dwarven girl.

"I've slept enough. Have I not, Dimma?" he says, hissing a bit from the pain but trying hard to keep good humor in his voice--to try and reach her. The crossbow bolt in her shoulder pained him more than his own cut. He'd not gotten to know a great many people in his time training, and Dimma he'd spoken with more than most of them. Having to fight her to more than subdue her...he just didn't have it in him.

He steps in close to Dimma, knowing he'll be open to her reprisal for trying this, bracing himself for what is to come. He pitches forward to thow his big arms around her, trying to pin her weapon hand and remove her from the fight. (Grapple 12)

Gorgoron notices the action, but is almost too stunned to act. When he remembers that he can and decides to move he jumps back (5 ft step), already reciting the incantation for a cantrip. When it is ready, he casts the spell out over the assassin.

Casts 'Daze', Will save DC 15 to resist.

Whee, no surprise round for me!

So is combat over now that Dimma's been accosted...or has she?

Sturvok, do you have improved grapple or any other alility that will stop Dimma from making an attack of opportunity? If not she will take it. Your attack misses her CMD.
Dagger 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

From last post: "He steps in close to Dimma, knowing he'll be open to her reprisal for trying this, bracing himself for what is to come. He pitches forward to thow his big arms around her, trying to pin her weapon hand and remove her from the fight."

No, he was counting on his thick mondo AC to protect against the AoO--which it does nicely. He'd unfortunately also counted on rolling better on his grab...heh.

12 misses her CMD
Dimma second strike slices open the pillow back of Sturvok's chair sending a spray of feathers into the air which flow orange in the fire light. Then there was a sizzle sharp in the air as Silibar's acid strikes the side of Dimma's face. She screams! In her moment of weakness Gorgoron raises his left hand a the air ripples around it and then pulses forward, swimming forward slamming the screaming Dimma around the head.
Will save against Daze 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

I think it's Calcius' turn

(My mistake, I thought it was Arnor's turn. I'll use my standard action to cast Enhanced Diplomacy on myself, then with the move action I'll try and talk Dimma down.)

With a faint, warm glow surrounding his holy symbol Calcius reaches out to Dimma, "Friend, you are outnumbered and outmatched. Lay down your weapons and I'm sure we can straighten all this out."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Sorry for confusing you. That was why I posted, "No surprise round for me," above. I get to act in the next round.

No worries man, it was totally my derp.

does spell say what your diplomacy roll is against?

Enhanced diplomacy is a 0 level cleric spell that imbues the caster (or a person touched) with a +2 competency bonus on their next Diplomacy or Intimidate check. I was just rolling diplomacy to try and calm her down. If she's brainwashed, or there's magic at work, or some other reason that won't work - it's all good.

Here's a link to the description on the SRD

Bump.