Legacy of Fire (Inactive)

Game Master dinketry

Feeling sick, but proud he doused the fire near him, Min climbs over the bar to the other side so he can get closer to the rest of the fire...

Rab-rab hurries into the building with her full bucket of water.

Double move.

The fire spreads contiguously along the northern wall of the mill. The heat becomes nigh-unbearable.

GM rolls: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 201d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 181d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 141d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 221d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 21d6 ⇒ 11d6 ⇒ 3 2pts fire damage to Layaali; 1pt fire damage to Min; 3pts fire damage to Razif

GM rolls: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 281d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 211d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 171d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Is it Drael's turn?

Everyone's up now, right? We all went, then the fire did a thing, so now we should be up. I'm just following Drael for now

Everyone may act! Drael, please note my spoiler tag to you above.

Drael sprints into the smoke, calling out I think there's someone trapped. Over here!

He quickly runs into a closed door, and pushes at it to see if it is stuck or locked.

Drael runs to the door behind the bar, seeing a chain wrapped around the door handles and fastened in place with a crowbar.

It'll be a simple Strength check to pull it out - which you can attempt next round! Don't forget your condition, Drael.

Razif follows Drael, ready to help him when needed.

I'll just hit fast-forward on this.

Rab-rab, Layaali, and Min continue to try to quell the fire, though it's obvious their efforts are purely buying the team time.

GM rolls, pt 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 261d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 201d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 161d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 81d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
GM rolls, pt 2: 1d6 ⇒ 11d6 ⇒ 41d6 ⇒ 21d6 ⇒ 4 Layaali takes 1pt of fire damage, Min, Rab-rab, and Razif each take 4pts of fire damage. Everyone who takes damage is effectively nauseated for the round, and can only take a single action.

Drael studies the door fastened - but not locked - with the chain and crowbar. The pounding and yelling that he heard has ominously silenced. Who might be behind the door?

Drael, please proceed: a Strength check if you'd like to open the door, or whatever else you'd like to try.

If Drael chooses to force open the door, Razif will attempt to aid him.

Drael summons all of his strength and tears at the crowbar, trying to clear the doorway.

Strength: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Searing Damage to Drael: 1d6 ⇒ 1 No damage taken, Drael!
Searing Damage to Razif: 1d4 ⇒ 3 pts of fire damage, Razif!

Drael notices the intrinsic heat emanating off of the metal of the crowbar as he grabs it, but his suli resistance to such things allows him to shrug it off. Not so Razif as he helps him pull; the ranger pulls away with a start.

Fortunately, the door opens as the chain falls away. Inside, two tow-headed girls, similar in size and appearance, lay on the ground, recently passed out from the smoke filling the building, obviously recently pounding on the door, as evidenced by the blisters on their hands and forearms. Nothing else can be discovered in the rapidly-devolving death-trap. Realising the predicament that they're in, the company beats a hasty retreat out of the building bearing the twin girls under their arms.

As they exit the smoking soon-to-be-ruin of a mill, those suffering from smoke inhalation (i.e. everyone save for Drael) find their lungs relaxing (you all lose the nauseated condition) in response to the evening air, despite the rolling clouds of white-grey smoke. Drael struggles with the twin girls' floppy forms, certain that they still live, but not certain how poorly off they are.

Unfortunately, he and his company don't have time to ponder this. From around the north road leading into the foothills of the Brazen Peaks just outside of town, a low growling howl sounds in slow echoed unison from the five hulking forms waiting within the rolling smoke - gnolls on the hunt; gnolls on the ambush!

Your new map

COMBAT BEGIN!

Drael and Layaali, you may act! (It's a free action to drop the bodies of the girls to the ground.)

Drael drops the body he has been carrying over his shoulder, walking to the front of the group and pulling out his axe as his body begins to glow with that all-too-familiar energy. Activating bloodrage, which places blur on Drael.

Not so long ago, Layaali would've been in the dark, completely blind to the advance of the gnolls. But, she wasn't just Layaali anymore. She was also Vardishal, Templar of the North Wind, and since she had fused with the spirit her vision has slowly expanded — slightly. But today, slightly made all the difference.

Layaali focuses on the approaching gnolls and casts her arms to the sky. "I am Layaali Thrice-Born, Templar of the North Wind Reborn and Servant of Vildeis! In the name of the Cardinal Martyr, I cast you aside! BE GONE!"

A blast of brilliant light explodes around the gnolls, scouring the souls of evil!

She casts burst of radiance in between the red and white gnoll. She'll hit both red and white with the spell. DC 16 Reflex save. They're blinded for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds. On a success, they're dazzled that time instead. Regardless of save, they take the following damage if they're evil:
damage: 5d4 ⇒ (2, 3, 1, 2, 3) = 11

Reflex Saves: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 201d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

A blast of white light highlights the blasted scene, causing one of the gnolls to howl and scratch at its eyes.

The yellow and green gnolls snarl and race forward, their javelins held low and behind them. They stop short of the group, launching the hurled spears at the same target: Rab-rab!

Ranged Attack #1 vs Rab-rab: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 141d6 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + (1) = 9 MISS!
Ranged Attack #2 vs Rab-rab: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 181d6 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 4 + (6) = 13 HIT! 13pts of damage, Rab-rab!

Completely taken by surprise by being targeted, Rab-rab dodges one javelin, but isn't so fortunate with the second javelin as it lodges painfully in her right shoulder!

Razif may attack!

Upon recognizing the gnolls actions, Razif turns to the rest and says: "Everyone, keep Rab-rab safe. They're trying to gang up on her."

He then moves in front of Rab-rab to block off any more javelins tossed her way, and readies his bow.
"Whatever tribe you belong to, gnolls, know this: Kelmarane is ours, and anyone who harms it shall meet our wrath!"
Then, he fires.

Favored Enemy Gnoll, Gnoll Killer Trait, Point Blank Shot!
Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 11

Razif's arrow sings true, piercing deep into the chest of one of the lead gnolls. The gnoll behind it does something odd, however, and a small bag flies at the ranger from overhead, breaking apart into a mass of tar and resin as it flies.

Ranged Touch Attack vs Razif, 3 Range Increments: 1d20 + 4 - 6 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 6 = 9 MISS!
Where does it land? (1 is directly behind Razif): 1d8 ⇒ 8

The tanglefoot bag explodes in a puddle to the right of Rab-rab and just behind Drael.

Min may act!

All physical ranged projectiles have a 20% chance to miss Rab-rab due to her enveloping wind ability (except for boulders and ballista bolts and huge stuff). Did it really hit her? Or did her wind bash it away?

I hope the wind bashed it away!

Min hurries in front of his sister and waves his arms around at the yellow gnoll. "Santy rabbanty!" he shouts! A blast of colours engulf the yellow gnoll.

Color spray. DC14.

Rab-rab, you're correct. I forgot the ranged attacks deflection that you get.

Retroactive Deflection Roll: 1d100 ⇒ 41 Nope, still hit you, but thanks for keeping me honest!

Min bravely steps forward, a rainbow arc blasting over the snout of the nearest gnoll!

Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16 SUCCESS!

The gnoll growls and shakes its head, but otherwise appears unaffected. Another gnoll, similarly shaking its head in irritation, pads forward and hurls its javelin at Min.

Ranged Attack, Dazzled: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 1 = 191d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 HIT! 8pts of damage, Min!

The javelin pierces Min's chest, looking comically-large sprouted from the diminutive sorcerer. The hideous wound looks decidedly less comic.

Rab-rab may act!

"Oh, no! Min, are you okay? You don't look okay! Layaali, he doesn't look okay! SAVE MY BROTHER!"

Rab-rab moves up beside her brother and shoots of blast of air at the yellow gnoll!

air blast: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 1 = 17
Magic Bludgeoning Damage: 3d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 1, 2) + 6 + 1 = 12

Rab-rab's pneumatic blast pummels the nearest gnoll, raising naught more than a grunt. From its left, with a frustrated howl, the blinded gnoll drops its javelin, puts both of its hands on its polished club of wood set with jagged rocks, and charges wildly at the purple-haired gnome!

Charge. Blinded, so it needs to make an Acrobatics check before it even gets there to make sure it doesn't trip over itself.

Acrobatics (10) Check: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25 SUCCESS! It moves twice its speed and attacks!

Charge vs Rab-rab, 50% Concealment: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 2 = 101d10 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 91d100 ⇒ 62 MISS!

The club whistles through the air as Rab-rab jukes to the left, cleanly missing the kineticist and crashing into the earth. As it does so, the blank look on the gnoll's face leaves and the bruiser turns its head to focus on the gnome with a cruel gleam.

ROUND 2!

The mill burns merrily behind the gang of adventurers, smoke streaming about the scene of pitched battle.

Drael and Layaali may act!

Drael steps up to the gnoll swinging at Rab-rab, doing his best to distract it with a well-aimed overhead strike.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Damage: 1d12 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Drael hacks into the recently-blinded gnoll, spraying blood, grizzle, and hair everywhere. The creature growls in response.

Layaali may act!

Not entirely certain of her ability to aim her holy light around her companions, Layaali focuses on gnolls a touch further away. With a wave of her arms and further admonishment, a burst of light surrounds the red and yellow gnolls.

She casts burst of radiance in between the red and yellow gnoll. She'll hit both red and yellow with the spell. DC 16 Reflex save. They're blinded for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds. On a success, they're dazzled that time instead. Regardless of save, they take the following damage if they're evil:
damage: 5d4 ⇒ (1, 1, 1, 4, 1) = 8

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 81d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Another burst of bright light scours two of the gnolls, causing both to duck and shield their eyes. Only one of those gnolls returns its cruel visage with focus to the battle. That gnoll side-steps to Drael's right in and pauses, awaiting the charge of its pack-mate from across the battlefield before it lays into the blurred bloodrager with its club!

The gnolls are going to try to flank, Drael, but unbeknownst to them, Drael is immune to flanking, so it's moot. Drael isn't immune to charge attacks, though!

Melee Attack #1 vs Drael, Charge, Lesser Concealment: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 2 = 121d10 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 161d100 ⇒ 85 MISS!
Melee Attack #2 vs Drael, Dazzled, Lesser Concealment: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 - 1 = 181d10 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d100 ⇒ 67 HIT! 8pts of dmg, Drael!

Drael sidesteps the charging gnoll, but scores a glancing blow across his back from the other gnoll, despite his blurred outline.

Razif may act!

Razif rushes to shoot another arrow at the green gnoll, trying to get danger away from the gnomes.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 32
Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 7

Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 23
Crit Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 13

Oof, kinda wished I'd targeted one less damaged now, but I'll gladly take it either way.

Razif's point blank shot skewers the gnoll through the neck and out the other side. The doomed creature clutches at the baleful wound, trying to keep a grip on its war club as it applies pressure, but rapidly its moves prove feckless and the club, then the gnoll, pitches over onto the ground. From the gnoll-killer's left, another brute rushes in to crowd the archer, swinging with its cudgel.

Melee Attack vs Razif: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 251d10 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 HIT! 12pts of dmg, Razif!

The already-scorched dunewalker take a painful blow to the chest.

Min, you may act!

Despite the danger, Min focuses really hard on his spell casting — trying not to get clobbered by the gnolls.

Concentration to defensively cast: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"Santy rabbanty!"

Another blast of color flies from his hands, engulfing the white and yellow gnolls.

Color spray. DC 14. It hits white and yellow and no one else.

Then he takes a careful five-foot step back.

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 171d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
1d4 ⇒ 3

Min's spell takes one of the gnolls full in the face, leaving the thing blinking and scratching furiously at its eyes. The other seems less-than-impressed. The furthest gnoll, also currently hampered by his visual sense, sniffs the air and stalks forward towards Drael, club held at the ready.

Again, Drael ignores flanking. Because the gnoll isn't using visual sense, I'll argue that Drael's blur isn't in play for this attack, but 50% concealment from blindness is.

Melee Attack, Blinded: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 91d10 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 121d100 ⇒ 77 MISS!

The gnoll's swing flies comically short of touching the bloodrager.

Rab-rab may act!

Rab-rab takes a five-foot step back and shoots another blast of bunny air at the white gnoll!

Air Blast: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 1 = 10
Magic Bludgeoning Damage : 3d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 1, 2) + 6 + 1 = 12

I am using my eternal hope ability to reroll that critical failure.
Air Blast: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 1 = 23

Rab-rab pops the gnoll closest to her. The high-powered blast takes the gnoll in the groin, and the canine creature collapses in a howl to the ground.

ROUND 3!

Drael and Layaali may act!

Drael turns to the next gnoll threatening the gnome siblings, doing his best to strike it down as well.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Damage: 1d12 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

I'll assume that's the yellow one, as the red one doesn't have a direct path to the gnomes.

Drael chops into the blinded gnoll sniffing the air for a target for its great club like a lumberjack dives into a fir tree. The ultimate result is much the same, and the gnoll topples minus one intact leg.

Layaali may act!

Yes, the yellow one.

Layaali places a hand on Min's shoulder and prays to VIldeis to heal his wounds by taking them upon herself.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Min's at 19/21 by my count.

18/21 by my count. There's 1 pt of fire damage missed.

Drael kills another gnoll, dropping the creatures into a two-on-five fight, while Layaali heals the diminutive sorcerer. With a roar of frustration, the only uninjured gnoll wades in past Razif's right shoulder, barking an order as he goes.

"Hey bêaqilan! Li yên lawaz bisekinin!"

The gnoll aims a brutal uppercut swing at Min's face.

Melee Attack vs Min: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 171d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 HIT! 14 pts of bludgeoning dmg, Min!

Min takes a punishing blow immediately after feeling Layaali's healing warmth. The swing almost takes him off his feet.

Min, it is your turn!

According to initiative, that'd be my turn actually, right?

Seeing Min get hurt badly, Razif jumps back to build some distance and immediately retaliates.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 32
Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 11

The ranger's arrow pierces straight through the upper jaw of the gnoll attacking Min, lodging in place in a gruesome fashion such that the creature can't shut its mouth. A pathetic howling mewl escapes from its mouth, though it keeps its feet.

You are correct, Razif. I got a bit off there. I've gone ahead and simply doubled your critical hit damage there. Min, it is your turn!

It should be triple, right? He's using a composite longbow.

*ack* You got me! Correct, Drael.

The impaled gnoll, blood pouring from its mouth, coughs and splutters, choking on the blood pouring from the macabre wound. With a hideous noise, it inhales and gurgles, racing away from the scene heedlessly. Not one to allow a foe to disengage so quickly, Drael swings out with a vengeful blow, putting the pathetic thing out of its misery.

That's a flavour AoO. Min still can act - with one target remaining!

Tired and in pain, Min rolls his hands over each other weakly. "Kskooo kskooo!" He points feebly at the last gnoll and a beam of ice shoots out of his hands!

Elemental Ray, ranged touch: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 - 4 = 15 (penalty is cause no precise shot yet).
Cold Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9

Min's icy blast hits the remaining gnoll in the throat. The gnoll coughs and gasps for a few seconds before its eyes roll up in its head and it collapses.

COMBAT END!

The heat from the inferno that was the Cheswick Mill billows in waves over the gang of adventurers as they gather the still-limp bodies of the twin girls and make their way across the Pale River bridge, emerging from a wall of smoke. A gathering of concerned town members at the far end of the bridge give a small cheer as the team emerge with two survivors, though the apparent injuries suffered give pause from any hearty clasps on the back.

Dallen, one of the mercenaries from Princess Almah's team and a newly-minted sergeant in the New Kelmarane town guard, steps forward. "You didn't get those slashes battling the blaze, my lords and ladies." He glances at the twin girls with his sharp eyes. "What has become of the rest of the Cheswicks? Who set this fire?"

Drael shakes his head, No idea. We came after seeing the smoke, but were too late to catch whoever did it. I saw a body inside, just before we heard the girls calling for help, but didn't have a chance to get it out before the gnolls showed up.

”Gnolls?” Dallen gulps. ”Aren’t the Kulldis all dead? What are those dogs doing back here?” The crowd starts murmuring at the news.

At this point, one of the two girls carried by Drael starts coughing and waking up.

Razif is a little surprised at the casual attitude of the town members.
"I suggest we leave the questions until we've got the fire under control. At the very least, we should try to make sure it doesn't spread to the rest of town!"

The Cheswick Mill, on the northern side of the bridge across the Pale River, borders no other buildings. Apart from the smoke, there's little risk to the rest of the town.

New Kelmarane City map

"Yeah. I think that there's nothing much we're going to save from the mill, m'lord." Dallen's tone of voice is flat and mournful as he gazes at the engulfed building.

One of the twin girls opens her eyes (Slide 2), looking with fright at Drael, then Razif and Dallen, before settling on Layaali's kind visage.

"Who are you?!? Where's my mama??" Her hoarse cry triggers a string of coughing.