Round 2
Kriger is still in the fog, and from what you can tell, he seems to now be underwater. The carpet is 100 feet away, flying towards the little island shrouded in what looks like a toxic fog.
You slip in the mud and drop underwater in your attempt to swim off the island. At least, this protects you from the fog.
Sound travel differently underwater, and the murky waters where your boots trampled block all visibility.
As you swim, you can nevertheless catch some lighter area in the distance. The end of the fog seems closer now (one more swim move away, depending on your roll).
However, behind you, you can hear a massive creature moving through the water. The sound is like a deep hum. It's hard to tell, but you guess that the creature is now near you, as the water falls silent.
Oberlin nods at the duke and resumes scanning the fog below for signs of an enemy or Kriger.
Managing to make his way back up above the water, he takes a breath of air and...
"SURE HOPE YOU'RE OUT THERE 'CAUSE I'M ABOUT TO GET EATEN!!!" he yells. "I'M DOWN HERE IN THE WATER!" And the ranger continues to holler so as to be a beacon for the others.
Malaswyn summons Bralani Azatas and commands them to use their wind powers to disperse the fog.
"If you are going to be summoning, Malaswyn, I can take over flying the carpet, I likely have more long term experience with these things than you do."
Round 3
The Bralani Azatas fly ahead of the group as Malaswyn directs them and blow the thick fog away, revealing Kriger's head floating above water. He is in a bad shape. Most of scalp is bare on one side and his face seems to be sizzling and bubbling in a gruesome way.
Behind him, you can make ripples in the water. As your eyes trace them to their likely source, the water explodes in all direction as a drake like night itself takes to the air, bloking the setting sun behind it.
Your whole world seems to shatter. The size, the terrible magnificence; surely there can be no hope of survival against such a monster!?
The creature flies straight at the carpet and, as it passes above it, fires a jet of acid at its occupants.
Sepoko shrieks in pain as the acid cuts through him. He looks at the water for a long moment, but then changes his mind.
The dragon continues on its path, flying away from the carpet with impossible speed. As he flies away, he says: "You have angered my Mistress! Nyrissa will not tolerate you violating the land that is rightfully hers. Flee or die!"
"By the gods..." Marcel breathes as the dragon bursts forth. A beast of legend, right in front them! He stares in awe at the horrible magnificence that is the dragon, and almost doesn't see the jet of acid coming at him.
Almost.
Faster than he can think, Marcel ducks low, rolling to his left off the edge of the carpet. The acid washes over the occupants, while he hangs on for dear life from the edge.
With a flip, he swings himself back up next to the others. Quietly, he switches to his short bow. "We're getting Kriger and getting out here, right?"
Malaswyn directs the azatas to heal Kriger.
While he draws on her divine purity to cleanse his allies wounds.
The elf steers the carpet toward Kriger, "We must get Kriger: we need all of our strength against such a foe."
Seeing the giant creature emerge from the waters then blast his fellow fliers with acid, the stream only narrowly missing Oberlin causes a niggling fear to worm its way into his heart.
"I agree, we must get Kriger as soon as possible. I need to enspell him to fly and chase after the beast. Or else we must ground it as soon as we can. As we are now we are simply too many in a small area to not be repeatedly targeted." Oberlin says as he dives the rug towards the warrior in the water.
If you have any specific question in mind, please ask.
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As for weaknesses... It has DR, SR, immunity to sleep and paralysis. But its weakest save is reflex.
Malaswyn calls out to the others, ”A black dragon of this size has almost no weakness. It’s incredibly strong and fast, can breathe acid almost at will and is an accomplished spellcaster. It’s massive size makes it less agile but it’s thick scales reduce the impact of almost any blow and it’s inherently magical nature means it can shrug off many spells.”
”Beware, my friends, beware.”
"Hold on everyone! We are going to get Kriger and get down to the ground! We are too big a single target up here for that drake!"Oberlin shouts into the suddenly whistling wind as the carpet begins to plummet toward the ground.
The ride down, then up is rough, but Oberlin manages to adjust the carpet’s flight in a way that kept his companions from falling, despite the impossible acceleration, and scoops down Kriger, who grabs as the carpet as it pulls up beside him, and climbs on it with the help of his companions.
Seeing several somethings come toward him, You gotta be kidding me. Boy this day just keeps getting better, he complains mentally. Knowing he can't defend himself from what's behind him and what's coming at him, "Well. Hell." he says, smirking and shrugging. Prepared as best he can for the encounter, he finds himself completely surprised as the creatures touch him and heal the majority of his wounds! "HA-HA! I like you guys!" Feeling rejuvenated, he continues to swim for his life.
Not moments later though, he notices a familiar flying carpet. Raising a fist in triumph, "YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS!!!! Now that's what I'm talking about!!!" The ranger then waits for just the right time and snags the carpet as it passes by, lifting himself up with the help of his friends and on top of the flying contraption. "Boy am I glad to see you fellas! And I would also like to say: 'BOUT TIME!" he complains, albeit with a wry smile. "Now let's get the Nine hells out of here. There is something BIG out there and it ain't nice. Oh, and one other thing, the big beast says Narissa's pissed at us and she wants us gone. I don't who this 'Narissa' is but I can already tell you, I just flat out don't like her!" he says with a wide grin. "Isn't that funny?! Never met her but yet I-DON'T-LIKE-HER! HA-HA! Yeah that is funny," he smiles at the thought, shaking his head. "Anyway, so the way I'm seeing it, she's on my 'To kill horribly' list. And just for clarity's sake, that's not a good list to be on. No sir." He winks, grinning and giving a confident nod.
"We have to get off of this damnable carpet." Marcel growls. He glances at the others and shrugs. "Good for transport, a death-trap for combat with a beast like that. Find us dry ground."
Malaswyn heals himself
He looks to Sepoko, "I will heal you next, noble chief. Do you know anything of this dragon? Or of its master?"
When Kalsgrim speaks, he shakes his head, "We stand or fall together. That is our way. That is the example we set to our people."
Kriger agrees wholeheartedly with Malaswyn. "Yeah, NO WAY, Chief! No way we're leaving ANYBODY with that beast. I'm going to kill it too, it just doesn't know it yet. But let me tell you, we have GOT to find a way to protect ourselves from its acid. If we don't, it's going to be a real short fight."
"You should leave me and go. I'll try to distract it away from the village, and keep it from pursuing you. Learn what you can about its master, and be better prepared to face it when the time comes."
Oberlin steers the carpet towards solid ground, keeping an eye on the skies. "I am sorry Duke, I seem to suffering some aftereffects from the drake's attack, perhaps some acid got in my ears. All I heard was that we should rally our energies to strengthen you and our allies so you might slay the creature and save the boggards?" Oberlin says a bit too loudly, feigning deafness.
Continuing, and talking to the group rather than just the duke, Oberlin stratgized, "The duke will be most effective on the ground. I recommend that I place a fly spell on Marcel, Kriger uses his broom and with mobility we bring the creature to a place where we can engage it better. Malaswyn and myself stay near the duke. Malaswyn for healing, and myself to extract the Duke if required."
"My preference would be that we get the beast on the ground where we could surround it and engage in melee." Oberlin continued "And though I am loathe to admit it, I have a picture in my mind of someone landing on the beast and hacking its wings to bits, then riding it into the ground before the Duke finishes it off...but I may have spent too much time with bards in my non-adventuring years." he finishes sheepishly.
The Azata heal again, following my command.
The Azata heal again, following my command.
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Marcel looks from one companion to the other. His white hair blows wildly in the rush of the carpet's flight, but his face is blank behind his balaclava.
He shrugs. No sense in saying anything, someone will have to take the story of what happened here back to the capital, Marcel figures it will most likely be him.
The Azata heal again, following my command.
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Oberlin steers the carpet towards solid ground, keeping an eye on the skies. "I am sorry Duke, I seem to suffering some aftereffects from the drake's attack, perhaps some acid got in my ears. All I heard was that we should rally our energies to strengthen you and our allies so you might slay the creature and save the boggards?" Oberlin says a bit too loudly, feigning deafness.
Continuing, and talking to the group rather than just the duke, Oberlin stratgized, "The duke will be most effective on the ground. I recommend that I place a fly spell on Marcel, Kriger uses his broom and with mobility we bring the creature to a place where we can engage it better. Malaswyn and myself stay near the duke. Malaswyn for healing, and myself to extract the Duke if required."
"My preference would be that we get the beast on the ground where we could surround it and engage in melee." Oberlin continued "And though I am loathe to admit it, I have a picture in my mind of someone landing on the beast and hacking its wings to bits, then riding it into the ground before the Duke finishes it off...but I may have spent too much time with bards in my non-adventuring years." he finishes sheepishly.
Kriger grins maniacally. "That's funny you should say that, O. I'm thinking you and me are on the same page. Because I'm having that same picture," he taps his nose while still grinning crazy like. "You and me know exactly what time it is. It's KRIGERIN' TIME!!! Oh yeah!!! Let's go kill us a beastie!"
"Just let me remind you fellas one more time: This thing has a nasty acid spray that's near impossible to avoid. And when he blasts you with it, you WILL feel it. I've got something that'll help us out a little bit against the acid but only a little. Ol' Deadeye must have prepared me for this one. It ain't much but at least it's something."