Mindwarp:An Abysmal Sojourn through Time and Space

Game Master GM Grimm

GM Notes:

1540/1500 XP

Initiative:

[dice=Adoy the Sly]1d20+5[/dice]
[dice=Kitai]1d20+6[/dice]
[dice=Brin Walker]1d20+0[/dice]
[dice=Fraga]1d20+5[/dice]
[dice=Ilya]1d20+3[/dice]
[dice=creature]1d20+6[/dice]

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Adoy the Sly, Initiative +5, HP 22/22, AC 19// T 15// FF 15, Fort +4// Ref +6// Will +3, perception +7, male, blue, Brawler/Egoist 1 Psi points 12/12
current effects:

No. You have offered little to me as incentive. And I do not kill for hire, and that is what this is at the core.


Doctor Calista De-Romana wrote:

** spoiler omitted **

Waits to see what the others do.

Calista:

Against Detect Thoughts, you only get +4

I'll add that to the check. Sorry I missed it.


Init +2 | AC16/TA12/FF14 | HP8/8 | F+0/R+4/W+3 |Darkvision 60' | PP 7/7 | Per +5 Psionic Android Pison [Telepath] L1 / Investigator L1

Now the others have spoken, she looks into her self.

She had felt what this being had just done to her, felt its mind rape her. That at last made up her mind, this may well be her last act but she knew that what this thing wanted seem wrong, the way it asked was wrong, it was a bully and cared little for them, where they came from or in the end what would be come....

She stopped, her mind racing analyzing, pathways opened up.

Stills sitting she looked at him and with a half smile on her face asked.

Then to each of them in turn, the being in front of them last off all she sends this thought.

::"Question: Why, when you profess to be so powerful, powerful to the point you called us here form time and space, crafted gifts of such power, do you not simply kill this Dr. Hugo Grimm and take his stone yourself?. Conjecture? You are unable or prevented form doing so, we however FIT an unknown to us criteria for being able to do so. We where not just randomly pulled here. You or another agent carefully and methodology selected us. Hypothesis: It may well be difficult or even impossible for you to replace us. Doing so may take time and more energy, your Dr. Hugo Grimm may take advantage of that time. Next Question: Why have you not simply MADE us do your bidding, you just entered my mind, uninitiated I may add and if you have done so in our 'dreams' I do not dream so how makes me thing you just mind raped me. As you just did. Why not just MAKE us do your biding. Conjecture? Because we have to be will. Willing of our own free will, You have asked us nicely. When all you actions so far have shown you TAKE what you want. Hypothesis: The items we all hole where not made by you, your not as powerful as you clam. The took them and with to use them for your own ends. I also now suspect the fact you have given is such small amounts of information is because you need to trick us."::

when at lasts she is talking to him she takes hold of her blade
holding her fast with it in, in front of her.

::"I suspect the reality we are being shown here is not the true one, If you are as powerful as you say. Walk over her and take this blade from me hand."::

She then focuses on the blade,
Sending to the others, ::"Ask your item for aid in showing you the truth."::

Then to her own.
::"If aid you can offer me blade, then now is the time, show me the truth here"::

HA!! bet you did not see that coming, this is ether going to be a wet sqib or EPIC hehe


Gryzzl'huuk speaks, I see. Thank you for your candor. I am sincerely sorry for wasting your time. You will get to certainly keep the weapon as it is part of you and you are part of it. I shall return you now from whence you were taken as safely as possible. I shall not disturb you again.

With that, the spire begins to shake just as the ground did before you were brought here, a flash of bright light and a loud crack of electricity precede the sudden rush of air as the worm hole opens up and the deadeye farmer, the interesting blue goblin and the mute space woman are all safely returned to their homes.

Interestingly enough, no time has passed. The weapons that called you still possess their power. The possibility of altering your dimension with the weapons was of small consequence to Gryzzl'huuk who had much more pressing business.

Brin and Ilya stood in slight shock as they witnessed from the outside, how they had been brought to this strange place. And now they were alone, just the two, awaiting to see who would join them on their mission.

Brian, Adoy and Calista, the campaign ends for you here. Your characters were very interesting and potentially exciting. Thank you for you submissions. Good luck in your other games.


Gryzzl'huuk addresses the remaining two. I did not call you here, but I created the weapons that did. I haven't time to waste on non-compliance and I am certainly against forcing anyone to do something that they do not wish to do. I put the others back into their place in time. Yours are not the only weapons constructed. Enjoy my hospitality, I shall have others join us shortly... This time, however, I will post guards in the courtyard so our guests receive a less hostile welcome.


Brin and Ilya are relaxing in the oasis-like great room enjoying the most delicious wine that they have ever tasted.

A battalion of ten female drow warriors rush past the relaxed time travelers to proceed down the corridor out into the early morning desert area in front of the tall black spire. The flash of scimitars are all that they see.

The ground shakes once more, the loud boom of an electric arc is heard outside and the wormhole opens.

The young barbarian aches as it feels like his muscles and skin are tearing, ice forms on his skin and just when he thinks that he cannot tolerate anymore cellular abuse or brain-pressure, it ends in a loud thud, hard on the desert floor.

Struggling to get to his feet, Fraga notices a battalion of drow warriors armed with scimitara which makes him uneasy at first until he realizes that they are circled with their backs to him as he is suddenly drug about 30 yards to a large hammer that he finds himself gripping.

He uses the weapon to stand up and is kindly directed to enter the portculls of the spire to join the other warriors who have arrived.


The large and intimidating half-giant is reclining in a lounge next to a maenad also reclining while a drow servant plays the harp to keep them relaxed.

Ok, Fraga, find a way to introduce yourself to the hero's awaiting your arrival. Feel free to back up your description all the way to what you were doing when you were sucked into the wormhole and transported.


Init+5|AC 19/TA 16/FF 13|HP:19/25|F+5, R+6, W+5|Dark vision 60ft|Per +7|PP 1/1|DR2/-| Marat Brawler L2/Aegis [Aberrant] L2

Looks around at the strange area. Fraga does not seem concerned with the strange warriors as they do not seem to be a threat. Taking the weapon in hand he slings it up on his shoulder and wanders towards the entrance to the cave.

You see a big human looking male with no cloths no but a loin cloth. Not very tall but his muscles make him appear wider then a normal human. His white hair is worn long and in a simple braid down his back. The eyes are slanted slightly and the color seems to change if you look long enough. He carries a sack over his back and a belt around the waist where you think he carries everything he owns. He does not seem concerned about the weather.

looking around for others he calls out Hello, What is this strange and interesting place? Shrugs after hearing no immediate response makes his way into the cave, looking for someone to talk to.

He was traveling across the plains of his homeland in search of something new. Having traveled most of the day he was settling down to rest for the night when he saw a gleam coming off something in the distance. He was not expecting the wormhole or to find such a magnificent weapon but he is very happy person unless he is threatened.

Fraga will stop and look at the weird fungus. Touching it. Smelling it. thinks about tasting it but sees the colorful fish and heads towards them.Ha! They look Delicious! notices the other people and points toward the pond. Are they for eating?


Male Undine Druid (Storm Druid) 1 HP: 11/11 Saves: 4/4/6 AC: 20/14/16 CMD: 12 Initiative: +8 Perception: +9 Lightning Arc 7/day

Brin thanks the host and proceeds to wait in the room provided for the other he would have to work with. The strange elixir he was given to drink tasted extra delicious. He had never had any beverage like that on his world. He was, however, no connoisseur.

He stands up as Fraga enters the room with a large mace like weapon over his shoulder. "Did you get mysteriously transported here too? I don't think eating anything on display would be wise. There might be some food one of these servants could bring you though. Which world did you come from? We all seem to be from different places."


|Init: +3|HP: 15/20 |AC: 18/12/16|CMD: 17; CMB +5 |Saves: +5/+3/+3 |Perception: +4| PP: 5/5; Rage 6/6
Skills:
Climb +7, Swim +9, Acrobatics +6, Autohypnosis +5, Survival +5

After the others are sent back

"Well that was unfortunate, but likely for the best. Anyway more spoils for us." Ilya laughs while clapping Brin on the shoulder. "Thank you for your hospitality, Gryzzl'huuk, hope I didn't butcher your name to badly."

While waiting the new arrival

Ilya reclines on the softest and most comfortable chaise lounge he had ever sat on. Hearing the noise outside then feeling the shake of ground. "Ah, the replacements must be arriving."

Ilya stands to meet Fraga after he noticed Brin do it. "Yes, do tell. I am Ilya, second in command of the Liberator, a ship that sails the seas of Tellene."


Welcome Fraga! the illithid remarks with a muted enthusiasm. Eat a bit and rest. My servant Zivrul will prepare the items for your journey.

He turns to the rest of the snatched heroes and inquires. Whatever else you require, please ask her to put into the haversack. She will show you how to hold the teleportation device and how to operate it. When you are ready to depart, of course.


Init+5|AC 19/TA 16/FF 13|HP:19/25|F+5, R+6, W+5|Dark vision 60ft|Per +7|PP 1/1|DR2/-| Marat Brawler L2/Aegis [Aberrant] L2

heads to the table Thank you strange creature. Where are we if I might ask? looks around at the other two Are we all that are here or we waiting for more?

(Seems very curious about everyone around and is also very hungry as he was taken before he settled down for his dinner.)

I hail from the plains near the land of Alerans. Where do you all hail from?


The battalion of female drow warriors rush past once more swiftly down the corridor, past the great room and out into the desert courtyard. From your experience, this means only one thing. The arrival of yet another conscript.

The ground quakes a bit, BOOM! the crack of the arc is audible and within minutes, the battalion escorts a weary scaled lizard-like humanoid who enters your lounge.

As with the others, food and drink are offered to the newcomers.

The Squid-headed creature welcomes him. Welcome Kitai. Please rest and eat. I will explain why you are here once you have recovered from the strange journey that you just completed. the illithid adds.

I am Gryzzl'huuk, your host. Please meet the others and rest, Zivrul will instruct you when you are ready.


I am just waiting on your characters to get acquainted. Let me know when they are ready to warp and I will have Zivrul show them how to operate the device.

Gryzzl'huuk speaks to the newest members of the team a short while after they have rested or eaten.

"I created these weapons to call you here for a purpose. As I explained to the others, I am asking to employ you to find Dr. Grimm and retrieve the Crimson Stone. I have set the Jumpring to his last known location. Please report back to me with a successful retrieval or new information. Zivrul will explain how to use the ring to get back. Don't forget the haversack and the Stone's box.


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

Prologue:

Kitai's day was spent in battle, the Otutzuki clan on the brink of defeat. He led one final charge, screaming a roar of challenge at the enemy samurai and ashigaru, spear charged to run through whoever was unlucky enough to be in his way.

He bore down on one unlucky soldier, too slow to get out of the way, and angled his spear for the kill...and then with a swift crushing pressure and a rush of blackness, he was gone, charging confusedly into an empty desert. Dumbfounded, he collapses, spearpoint in the sand. He barely resists when strange soldiers rush out and drag him into the room with the squid-beast. As it waits patiently for him, he notices the food and eagerly digs in, famished after a long day's battle. He is especially impressed the drink healing his cuts and scrapes.

Now:

As Gryzzhul'Huuk explains the situation to him he simply nods in understanding, but has no real comment one way or another. While he waits with the others he finally voices a question.

"Koko wa doko? Kore wa oni no tochidesu ka? Matawa watashi no sosen wa shigo seikatsu ni tsuite machigatte imashita ka?" despite the questioning tone of his words, he seems oddly nonplussed about this whole situation.

Japanese:

"Where am I? Is this the land of the oni? Or were my ancestors wrong about the afterlife?"

Assuming the others are uncomprehending, he grudgingly switches to the trade language and repeats his questions.


Init+5|AC 19/TA 16/FF 13|HP:19/25|F+5, R+6, W+5|Dark vision 60ft|Per +7|PP 1/1|DR2/-| Marat Brawler L2/Aegis [Aberrant] L2

Ah Another Warrior! If this was the afterlife we would see our ancestors not strangers I think.Laughs heartily at the comment about afterlife I think our host is waiting for everyone to get here before he tells us why.

I am called Fraga by the way. And you are? Holds up a hand in greeting

Waving over everyone, Come join me at this table.
Fraga Sits down at the table as eats a lot focusing more on meat then vegetables. Takes a long pour from the goblet in front of him. After he is finished he heads over to relax with the others. Sizing them up a little as he goes.


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

"Wataru Kitai, first son of Wataru Nishizo." he says while standing up and giving a shallow bow to Fraga. He looks somewhat confused at the offered hand.

After saying something and bowing at his food, he begins poking it lightly with his boot knife.

"Do you know what any of this is?"


Male Undine Druid (Storm Druid) 1 HP: 11/11 Saves: 4/4/6 AC: 20/14/16 CMD: 12 Initiative: +8 Perception: +9 Lightning Arc 7/day

Fascinating. Such varied worlds. I must journey to them some day.

"Oni? Are these your spirits?"

"I am Brin. A traveler, not a warrior. Those on my world call me Walker. If we do a lot of this different kind of traveling I may have to call myself something different than Walker."


Init+5|AC 19/TA 16/FF 13|HP:19/25|F+5, R+6, W+5|Dark vision 60ft|Per +7|PP 1/1|DR2/-| Marat Brawler L2/Aegis [Aberrant] L2

Host said to eat and drink so Fraga is. It is good, but you may not like. Takes a another big gulp of some tasty liquid then gets up to look around the room and wait for instructions


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

Kitai shrugs, then eats, drinks, and is merry for a short while.

"What is that drink? It closed my wounds as though I'd never been touched."


“Very well, Zivrul, if you please,” The illithid looks at the drow servant as she approaches the travelers and asks them to stand before she pulls the jumpring from the haversack. She gives the haversack to Brin to wear and then holds out the ring.

Her dusky purple skin contrasted nicely with her long white hair, however her white eyes were a little unsettling to you.
She points to the red gem in the middle. ”Well gentleman. The red gem is set to a position in a circular 360 degree pattern, with each degree being a setting for another dimension or time. Right now, it is set at 23 degrees, this being the last known location of Dr. Grimm. The six smaller holes surrounding the center gems are vacant, but exist for other crystals to be inserted to multiply the available dimensions and times. Rearrange the crystals into a different order and you will have that many more dimensions available to you per each degree. His clockwork mechanisms contain a shard that helps us track him.”

She pulls a blue shard from her pocket and fixes it into one of the vacant holes. “Stand in a circle grab onto the ring and press the red gem down, careful not to change the degree and you will be on your way. You will all be connected. It is impossible to let go during the warp. The experience will be much like your journey here,” She says.

The travelers grab the ring. The fifth hand hold is empty, for now. Holding their weapons and equipment, they ready themselves for the taxing method of travel and grab onto the ring.
When Brin sees that everyone is ready and is gripping the mechanism tightly, he presses the center red gem.

Just before he pushes it down, Zivrul grabs onto the empty hand hold and the five are flying through freezing gravitational pull charged with electricity. Conscious of one another, but unable to communicate or even flinch. Closing an eyelid is about the only movement that they can accomplish, but even that takes tremendous effort.


The group lands in mud that feels warm for being inside of a dark cavern. The bioluminescence of the dark cavern foliage dimly lights the large opening. Nothing is moving.

Zivrul quickly gets up and starts to rummage through the haversack before Brin can get to his feet. She pulls out a cloak made of daggers to cover her nearly bare-skinned body before speaking.

“Sorry gentleman. I had to escape. Gryzzl’huuk is not as benevolent as he seems. I placed the shard into the slot that would take me home. I hope you’re not angry. He will be hunting me now. I will send word back that I tricked you so that you can remain on good terms with him. I must be going.”

Glancing back, she feels the need to help them out. ‘There is a village of gnomes after this collection of swampy caverns, one named Shivli has the shard that you need. It is along the descent into the Underdark. I am anxious to return home.”

As she begins to go on her way, there is a loud blood-curling screech from the next cavern that is in the direction that she was headed. She pauses for a moment, before disappearing into the foliage.

The travelers are developing their ‘sea legs’, so it takes them a bit to recover from the warp. There is nowhere to go except towards the screeching that is almost a roar.


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

"What is a gnome?" Kitai manages to ask before she runs off.

Just to be clear, is there actually nowhere to go (it's a dead end behind us or some such) or what? It seems odd that we'd immediately run in the direction of the first thing that roars.


Init+5|AC 19/TA 16/FF 13|HP:19/25|F+5, R+6, W+5|Dark vision 60ft|Per +7|PP 1/1|DR2/-| Marat Brawler L2/Aegis [Aberrant] L2

No clue shrugs, and looks around the cave not concerned about lack of light
Do we follow her she could be in trouble or go to this 'gnome'?


You are correct. You have warped into a cavern with only one outlet. There is some sort of altercation in the cavern ahead. You can proceed with caution, throw caution to the wind and proceed, investigate the cavern that you are in or try to reconfigure the device and warp somewhere else.


|Init: +3|HP: 15/20 |AC: 18/12/16|CMD: 17; CMB +5 |Saves: +5/+3/+3 |Perception: +4| PP: 5/5; Rage 6/6
Skills:
Climb +7, Swim +9, Acrobatics +6, Autohypnosis +5, Survival +5

"Well damn, sounds like the brain lady was right, but sounds as if we have more pressing matters at the moment."


Male Undine Druid (Storm Druid) 1 HP: 11/11 Saves: 4/4/6 AC: 20/14/16 CMD: 12 Initiative: +8 Perception: +9 Lightning Arc 7/day

Brin didn't enjoy the feeling of being pulled in every which way again and he shook his head quickly to get rid of the slight dizziness that he felt. "This is an interesting place. What did she call it? The Underdark? There are many underground cities and caverns on my world similar to this. Whilst there are none of her kind that I have ever seen there are gnomes and deep dwarves that serve the fire and earth elementals. I did not venture too often down into them but I may be of help in surviving here." Brin put the ring in the haversack for now along with the box and nods at Ilya, "Perhaps. Using the ring again without knowing which direction to set it to could be disatrous." He thinks for a moment and hears the screech. "Zivrul is in some trouble of her own making. But maybe if we help her she will show us the real alignment for the Dr. Grimm. We have to go that way anyway right."


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

"Underground? I thought it was just nighttime here."

Kitai twirls his new spear, testing the balance, then snaps it down to point at the cave.

"Nowhere to go but forward. Death or victory awaits."

"Are any of you trained in the art of concealment?"


The four travelers decide to press on in this unusual underground forest. Odd fungi with luminescent glow. The large cavern that they were in opened up into another larger cavern with mud and pools of water and giant mushrooms, fifty feet tall. In a swampy clearing, there is a small blue humanoid doing his best to fend off a large, black-skinned creature with bright yellow eyes and clawed hands, suffering a leg injury at the hands of the Blue humanoid.

I'll post initiative tomorrow in case you decide to aid the Blue humanoid.


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

Regardless of my order in Initiative, my action is this:

Kitai does not think, he merely acts, a ghostly replica of his new spear appearing in hand. He makes a throwing motion, and though he does not release his spear the spectral version flies far and fast at the large beast.

Spear: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

+1 hit/damage if I can move within 30 feet.

So: Swift enter Phantom Sun Stance, Standard to attack, and a Move to move if I'm further than 30 feet.


Adoy the Sly, Initiative +5, HP 22/22, AC 19// T 15// FF 15, Fort +4// Ref +6// Will +3, perception +7, male, blue, Brawler/Egoist 1 Psi points 12/12
current effects:

oi! A little help please. This one is overly large!
The short blue goblin like figure flips backwards away from his foe, dodging and evading towards the newly arrived group.

hey, i know some of you. I am Adoy. I met you a few weeks ago.
time travel is a b&*&&

actions:
cbt expertise +1AC/-1 to hit. Force screen. Current AC 24


Initiative:

Adoy the Sly: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Kitai: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Brin Walker: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (17) + 0 = 17
Fraga: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Ilya: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
creature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Round One

Kitai
Brin
Creature
Ilya
Adoy
Fraga


Male Undine Druid (Storm Druid) 1 HP: 11/11 Saves: 4/4/6 AC: 20/14/16 CMD: 12 Initiative: +8 Perception: +9 Lightning Arc 7/day

Adoy? How'd he end up here...
Knowledge(nature): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 Do I know what's attacking him?

Seeing Kitai rush forward put into motion his own thoughts of helping the blue one. It seems the woman was nowhere to be found for now. He rushed forward, feeling a surge of power from the diamond flow into his legs and when he was close enough he stomped the ground sending out a shockwave towards the creature. using 1 use of tremor blast
Stomp CMB: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
I have to be 10ft. or less to stomp and trip it so if they're further away than that I will keep moving and stomp next round instead.


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

"Is he one of the gnomes she mentioned?"


Brin:

It is a cave troll and he is advancing towards you after Adoy about 20 yards away at this point.


Init+5|AC 19/TA 16/FF 13|HP:19/25|F+5, R+6, W+5|Dark vision 60ft|Per +7|PP 1/1|DR2/-| Marat Brawler L2/Aegis [Aberrant] L2

Fraga will move up to the creature gripping his new weapon in his hand with a smile on his face. (if able to flank and attack, he will.)

attack:
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
damage: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (8, 6) + 8 = 22

Make sure the Little one is ok Fraga got this ugly thing.


The creature takes two big swipes at the fleeing goblin with both of his claws.

GM:

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Foliage turns to confetti as the sharp claws rip through it easily. They make a great swooshing sound, avoiding any contact with the intended target.

Getting ever so much closer to the travelers.

Waiting for Ilya to post his actions and then I will recap round one. Brin I will save your action for the beginning of round two.


Adoy the Sly, Initiative +5, HP 22/22, AC 19// T 15// FF 15, Fort +4// Ref +6// Will +3, perception +7, male, blue, Brawler/Egoist 1 Psi points 12/12
current effects:

should note, adoy double moved to the party


|Init: +3|HP: 15/20 |AC: 18/12/16|CMD: 17; CMB +5 |Saves: +5/+3/+3 |Perception: +4| PP: 5/5; Rage 6/6
Skills:
Climb +7, Swim +9, Acrobatics +6, Autohypnosis +5, Survival +5

Round One

Ilya rushes into the fray swinging his axe.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Damage: 1d12 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12


The Blue goblin seems to be out-maneuvering the tall but nimble creature whose long legs are closing the gap and whose legs are closing the reach.

As the chase nears the group at a frantic pace, Kitai's spirit spear strikes the creature, knocking it a bit off balance as it continues its attack. Brin takes a fighting stance and readies a stomp. Ilya's axe finds its mark and pierces the tough hide of the creature severely causing it to shriek quickly and begin to bleed.

Adoy continues his pace to evade the creature as Fraga delivers a blow with Impetitus that solidly catches the creature and nearly takes it off its feet. Frustrated, angry and injured, it regains its balance with arm's reach of the circling group. It is badly injured.

End Round One

Begin Round Two


Kitai:

Take your action, then Brin knocks it prone.


Male Undine Druid (Storm Druid) 1 HP: 11/11 Saves: 4/4/6 AC: 20/14/16 CMD: 12 Initiative: +8 Perception: +9 Lightning Arc 7/day

Brin will use his stomp and then move in next to it if he has movement left


Init+5|AC 19/TA 16/FF 13|HP:19/25|F+5, R+6, W+5|Dark vision 60ft|Per +7|PP 1/1|DR2/-| Marat Brawler L2/Aegis [Aberrant] L2

Prowls around to flank if can (5ft step)

Attack:
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 (+2 if flanking, +4 if target is Prone)
Damage: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (4, 2) + 8 = 14

Fraga knows nothing of strange creatures if he needs to do anything special just let him know.

IF the Creature is dead before his turn he will spend time looking over the body unless he is told we need to hurry.


I'm going to be a bit before I post, I need to re-do my sheet.


HP: 17/17| AC: 20 Touch: 14 Flatfooted: 16 CMD 16|Init +4| Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +5| Perception +7, Sense Motive +7| Ki: 4/4| Darkvision 60 ft.| Stance: Phantom Sun

Okay, I think I have everything back in place.

Seeing how little his phantom spear did to this huge creature, he moves in and stabs it with the real thing.

Bronze Lancet Charge: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 1) + 4 = 11

Full round to use Bronze Lancet Charge, which lets me charge without provoking and adds an extra 1d6 damage to the attack.


Adoy the Sly, Initiative +5, HP 22/22, AC 19// T 15// FF 15, Fort +4// Ref +6// Will +3, perception +7, male, blue, Brawler/Egoist 1 Psi points 12/12
current effects:

Adoy spins about, and attacks the downed creature, his gauntlet trailing sparks

spiked gauntlet: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

damage: 1d3 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 2 + (1) = 4


|Init: +3|HP: 15/20 |AC: 18/12/16|CMD: 17; CMB +5 |Saves: +5/+3/+3 |Perception: +4| PP: 5/5; Rage 6/6
Skills:
Climb +7, Swim +9, Acrobatics +6, Autohypnosis +5, Survival +5

Round Two

Ilya continues his assault on the beast.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
If it hits
Damage: 1d12 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
Creature needs to save vs Slow Fortitude DC 12


Kitai'so lancet impales the creature who flies into a rage, black claws flailing about. Brin takes a step forward and stomps his foot causing the raging creature to lose its footing altogether and hit the ground. Badly injured, but nimble, the creature attempts to get back on its feet. The bright yellow eyes of the creature widen in fear as Ilya delivers the death blow with his mighty axe. Adoy pummels the lifeless black corpse for good measure.

The air around them is still. A small salamander scurries by. They all get a chance to catch their breath and catch up with Adoy.


|Init: +3|HP: 15/20 |AC: 18/12/16|CMD: 17; CMB +5 |Saves: +5/+3/+3 |Perception: +4| PP: 5/5; Rage 6/6
Skills:
Climb +7, Swim +9, Acrobatics +6, Autohypnosis +5, Survival +5

"Is that brain lady with you?"


Adoy the Sly, Initiative +5, HP 22/22, AC 19// T 15// FF 15, Fort +4// Ref +6// Will +3, perception +7, male, blue, Brawler/Egoist 1 Psi points 12/12
current effects:

Adoy breaths quietly for a moment, centering himself. Then he looks up at llya.
not since we last met. Her and I were transported away by squidface just after we left you. Ended up here, I did. No sign of her. I hooe she is well, she seemed a good person. Not where i come from, by the way, this is. That was, hmm, fifteen days ago. Unpleasant place, this is, though the sunsets are nice.
He gives the corpse a kick. the locals are not friendly. This one was set to make a meal out of me. To be fair, i haven't moved around much since arriving, so there may be nicer bits. And people who can like you without sauce. he titters at his bad joke.
Adoy sighs and rests on his haunches.
the flow works in strange ways. Being here, important it might. As to where here is, I don't know. The stars are wrong, the plants that are here are thorny and not what I am use to.
He stretches, and stands. the mana wastes, this is, on golorian. If you are here, that is where. But, rude I am. New companions, I see.
Adoy scetches a slight bow.
i am Adoy, Adoy the sly to some, seeker of enlightenment and knowledge of the flow. Welcome and greetings.

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