Round 1, Init 6
AC = 21
HP = 48/48
Weapon Equipped = +1 Falchion
Condition(s) = None, Sigh
Tsin steps 5' to angle at the angry animal, hoping to make room towards the final troll. "Five beds, of course we shouldn't have rested until the fifth head rolled."
Malavarius, wanting to avoid any face-to-face trollish entanglements, stays out in the hall, but sidles up to the wall beside the door. Tapping the foot of his staff against the floor, a shimmering curtain of watery light blossoms from the head once more, covering and sheilding a number of his young hangerson.
"I say, Zeno, did you glimpse that troll in there? He's a particularly ghastly looking one, don't you think?"
HP: 31/31
AC: 11 (11 T / 10 FF)
Fort: +1 // Ref: +2 // Will: +6 (+1 vs spells, SLAs, & Su abilities of evil arcane spellcasters)
Resist 5: Cold
Cantrips (4): detect magic, message, prestidigitation, read magic
Level 1 (3+2+1): endure elements [X], feather fall [ ], magic weapon [X], protection from evil* [X] [X], , snapdragon fireworks [X]
Level 2 (2+2+1): glitterdust [X], resist energy* [X] [X], spontaneous immolation [X] [X]
Level 3 (1+1+1): dispel magic [X], draconic reservoir [X], fireball [X]
Protective Ward used: 1/8
Scorching Ray charges used: 33/42
Ongoing Effects:
Draconic Reservoir (Hektir): 15/50 minutes, 0/30 cold damage
Resist Energy (Quinn): 15/50 minutes, 10/cold
Resist Energy (self): 15/50 minutes, 10/cold
Protective Ward (+2 AC): 1/6
Pems sends another evil eye at the troll, this time targeting his attack rolls!
The air elemental springs into being behind the dog creature, creating flanking for Quinn's companions, and strikes at the beast.
Quinn shifts in front of Pems, drawing his last flask of alchemist's fire from his pack and lobbing it at the troll.
Tsin hiccups in response to the air elemental appears in the same room. When it swings at the canine, she eases somewhat.
"'Spontaneous combustion' occurs when fire comes from nothing, what do we call this? 'Spontaneous aeration'? Quinn? Mal? or is it you, Pems? Who's controlling it, and can you lose control?"
Malavarius: 14
Tsin: 6
Pemsworth: 22
Hektir: 19
Quinn: 18
Antagonist: 16
Mal casts his protective magic as Tsin steps forward and slams her blade onto the trollhound. Hektir's sword leaves another bloody mark, but the canine creature keeps its feet though Tsin is able to keep its jaws off her.
The troll, reeling from Quinn's fire and Pems' magic as well as the elemental's blow, lashes out at Tsin, clearly trying to clear a path to get to the fire caster, but his blade is turned at the last moment by Mal's magic.
Troll: 10, -2 AC, 4 rounds; -2 to hit 5 rounds
Hound: 22
The air elemental continues to slam at the troll while providing flanking.
And the alchemists fire continues to burn upon the troll.
While Quinn demoralizes the troll from behind Tsin's shoulder. "Burn! We'll burn you to ashes!"
Round 3
Hektir continues to hack at the hound.
to hit;
damage.
"Spontaneous aeration? What are you going on about, Tsin? There's no such phenomenon as that. Is there such a phenomenon as that, Zeno? No? I thought not." Malavarius scratches he beard and peeks around the corner into the room to make sure everything is well in hand. "Good! Good. Aha! Look at them go, Zeno! Ha ha!"
Apart from that though, Malavarius simply maintains his protective ward over the majority of the group.
HP: 31/31
AC: 11 (11 T / 10 FF)
Fort: +1 // Ref: +2 // Will: +6 (+1 vs spells, SLAs, & Su abilities of evil arcane spellcasters)
Resist 5: Cold
Cantrips (4): detect magic, message, prestidigitation, read magic
Level 1 (3+2+1): endure elements [X], feather fall [ ], magic weapon [X], protection from evil* [X] [X], , snapdragon fireworks [X]
Level 2 (2+2+1): glitterdust [X], resist energy* [X] [X], spontaneous immolation [X] [X]
Level 3 (1+1+1): dispel magic [X], draconic reservoir [X], fireball [X]
Protective Ward used: 1/8
Scorching Ray charges used: 33/42
Ongoing Effects:
Draconic Reservoir (Hektir): 15/50 minutes, 0/30 cold damage
Resist Energy (Quinn): 15/50 minutes, 10/cold
Resist Energy (self): 15/50 minutes, 10/cold
Protective Ward (+2 AC): 2/6
Round 2, Init 6
AC = 23, Thanks Mal
HP = 48/48
Weapon Equipped = +1 Falchion
Condition(s) = Warded :)
Tsin tires of the hound getting in her way.
"Please, troll, a moment longer, and we'll separate your head from your shoulders. Just be patient."
Malavarius: 14
Tsin: 6
Pemsworth: 22
Hektir: 19
Quinn: 18
Antagonist: 16
Mal maintains his ward as Tsin dispatches the hound. It falls to the ground, though even so it continues to breath and its wounds heal.
Hektir maneuvers his way forward, stepping over the creature's body and adds his attack to the elemental's against the troll, which continues to burn.
It lashes out at the tracksmage, but Pems' magics continue to grip it and it slashes, bites and claws futilely.
Troll: 24, -2 AC, 4 rounds; -2 to hit 5 rounds
Hound: 31
Pems will remove the patch with 3 alchemist's fires on it and throw one at the dog!
for fire damage!
Round 4
Hektir slashes at the troll again...
to hit;
damage;
...then climbs up on the table (provoking) and moves around to the other side of the troll to make room for Tsin.
Malavarius maintains the integrity of his protective magics as he air boxes in the background to help the others with their sword swings. "Hoo! Hah! Just like that, my girl! Yes! No! The pointy end goes first! Yes, just like that! Ha ha! Good! Good, lad, good!"
HP: 31/31
AC: 11 (11 T / 10 FF)
Fort: +1 // Ref: +2 // Will: +6 (+1 vs spells, SLAs, & Su abilities of evil arcane spellcasters)
Resist 5: Cold
Cantrips (4): detect magic, message, prestidigitation, read magic
Level 1 (3+2+1): endure elements [X], feather fall [ ], magic weapon [X], protection from evil* [X] [X], , snapdragon fireworks [X]
Level 2 (2+2+1): glitterdust [X], resist energy* [X] [X], spontaneous immolation [X] [X]
Level 3 (1+1+1): dispel magic [X], draconic reservoir [X], fireball [X]
Protective Ward used: 1/8
Scorching Ray charges used: 33/42
Ongoing Effects:
Draconic Reservoir (Hektir): 15/50 minutes, 0/30 cold damage
Resist Energy (Quinn): 15/50 minutes, 10/cold
Resist Energy (self): 15/50 minutes, 10/cold
Protective Ward (+2 AC): 3/6
Round 3, Init 6
AC = 23, thanks Mal :)
HP = 48/48
Weapon Equipped = +1 Falchion
Condition(s) = Warded
Tsin waits only long enough for Hektir to bull himself across the china on the table, setting up her preferred attack position. "Hektir, thank you very much."
She steps up on the troll, studies his ribcage, and gives him the whatfor.
The air elemental slams again at the troll.
"Pems, do you have any more fire in the flask?" Quinn holds out his hand hopefully, "We've got to burn these beasts to ashes!"
"Two more!" Pems barks as he juggles the additional two flasks.
Malavarius: 14
Tsin: 6
Pemsworth: 22
Hektir: 19
Quinn: 18
Antagonist: 16
Mal maintains his shield as Tsin and Co. put down the troll, though the butcher's apprentice suffers burns as the liquid fire coats the trollhound she's standing over.
Tsin brushes quickly at the fire, only realizing too late that her instinct convinced her to ignore it, as a beautiful opening revealed itself. "Oh, for the love of..." Once, the fire is well and truly put out, she turns to the others.
"Except for the columns, I think we've done enough here, don't you? We should signal the force that the dragon is slain, and ready ourselves for the next step towards our oath."
Malavarius points to the next set of doors and bounces his eyebrows mischeivously, "What about over there, my dear?"
"Like I said, master Malavarius. Five beds, five heads. There is likely little to nothing behind those doors. I'm sure of it. But, if it will satisfy your curiosity, then... Hektir? Be a dear, and put an old man's mind at ease."
"But, if it will satisfy your curiosity, then... Hektir? Be a dear, and put an old man's mind at ease."
Hektir does as double-take, looking at Tsin and then at Mal, then back at Tsin.
"Did you just ask me to behead Mal? I don't think that's going to help now...maybe when we...oh...OH! You mean for me to check the next door? Oh...I can do that. Sure," Hektir says with a spit. He goes over the right side of the north doors and opens them when Tsin moves up.
"Let's do this."
Quinn bravely joins the group as they explore the next doors.
Opening the doors, Hektir sees three prison cells lining the north wall of this chamber, while a fourth cell is set in an alcove to the east.
Six young human children, three girls and three boys between the ages of 6 and 12, are locked in the cells.
Toward the northeast corner stands a large butcher’s block covered with old bloodstains. A cleaver too large for human hands is embedded in it. A bare table rests along the west wall.
A sinister 7-foot-tall humanoid with white fur and dead white eyes stands near the table along the west wall, staring at the youths.
Malavarius' eyes widen in alarm at the sight of all the captive children. "Oh my." His voice is small and strained, and his lower lip quivers in building anger.
Tsin finds herself suddenly uncomfortable with this new creature, as it stands quite apart from the now familiar troll family. She tries to mark it for weakness, before rushing in blindly.
In a burst on energy, Quinn rushes the room, leaps past the beast to the bloodstained table, claiming the mighty cleaver as his own, while slapping the dead-eyed child thief. "Cad! You should be ashamed, stealing children and locking them in cells! In fact, we'll make you BURN with shame you rotten turd!"
Hektir checks out the bigger-butcher, wondering what it is.
Know (local)
Know (nature)
"You're a big one, ain't ya? Why don't you put your head on that block and save us the trouble of doing what you've done to children?"
Hektir is ready to fight.
acrobatics, if needed 1d20 ⇒ 2
Slap of Chaos vs. touch AC 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Hahahaha! I live to serve! Bwahaha!
Hektir:
Malavarius:
Pemsworth:
Quinn:
Tsin:
Antagonist:
Round 1, Init 14
"Bugbear," Hektir spits, annoyed.
Hektir moves up the bugwitch and slashes at it, trusting his friends to do the same.
to hit;
damage.
Round 1, Init 24
AC = 21
HP = 48/48
Weapon Equipped = +1 Falchion
Condition(s) = None
"In-fes-ta-tion. A nest of wasps, requiring what? Burning out. Well, save for the children. How do they all get along? The trolls, the wikkawak, the witch? They all dine on adolescent intestine, so a common purpose?" Tsin growls a contempt, then moves up on the creature, intent on not giving the creature much time to react.
Init 13
Pems gives the bugbear his evil eye, aiming to lower its AC!
Tsin: 24
Hektir: 14
Pemsworth: 13
Antagonist: 10
Malavarius: 7
Quinn: 6
Tsin moves into the room and slashes at the albino creature, just hitting as he takes a moment to react to the situation and realize what's happening.
Hektir also moves into the room as the children begin to cheer and cry in relief as they realize rescue might be at hand. He's not as accurate with the blow, though, perhaps distracted by their acclaim, and his blade reverberates harmlessly off one of the studs in the creature's leather armor.
The creature shudders at Pems' magic, but then grins. "I'm not afraid of fire, little pests," he grins, showing sharpened teeth in blackened gums.
As he draws his sword, one of the children calls out, “Then be afraid of this!”
She pulls a bag of marbles from the pocket of her ragged dress and throws them under his feet. He nearly slips, and though he's able to keep his feet at the last moment, his aim is completely ruined, and his ogre hook sails wide over Tsin's head.
W: -2 AC 5 rounds
Malavarius hedges forward slightly to better shield his young hangers on and conjures forth another curtain of protective magics. He smiles at the young marble-thrower and bounces his bushy eyebrows in approval. "Ha ha! Would you look at that, Zeno? She's got some spirit, doesn't she? Hah!"
HP: 31/31
AC: 11 (11 T / 10 FF)
Fort: +1 // Ref: +2 // Will: +6 (+1 vs spells, SLAs, & Su abilities of evil arcane spellcasters)
Resist 5: Cold
Cantrips (4): detect magic, message, prestidigitation, read magic
Level 1 (3+2+1): endure elements [X], feather fall [ ], magic weapon [X], protection from evil* [X] [X], , snapdragon fireworks [X]
Level 2 (2+2+1): glitterdust [X], resist energy* [X] [X], spontaneous immolation [X] [X]
Level 3 (1+1+1): dispel magic [X], draconic reservoir [X], fireball [X]
Protective Ward used: 3/8
Scorching Ray charges used: 33/42
Ongoing Effects:
Draconic Reservoir (Hektir): 18/50 minutes, 0/30 cold damage
Resist Energy (Quinn): 18/50 minutes, 10/cold
Resist Energy (self): 18/50 minutes, 10/cold
Protective Ward (+2 AC): 1/6
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Round 2, Init 24
AC = 21
HP = 48/48
Weapon Equipped = +1 Falchion
Condition(s) = Cautious with her marbles
Tsin debates repositioning, but thinks better of it as she watches the marbles meet the floor. "It looks like your food is disagreeing with you, bugbear."
Round 2
Hektir slashes again.
"Careful now, wouldn't want you to impale yourself before I kills you dead, childbutcher."
to hit; (bladed belt)
damage.
Pems snarls at the man. "Fiend! Eating children? Are you too much a coward to hunt your own prey?!?" He evil eyes the bugbear's attack rolls!
Quinn moves into the room (again) and grants Hektir the Guidance of Cayden.
Tsin debates while she dismembers the wikkawak. "All in all, this hasn't been too terrible a siege. The noise of the clock has really been their downfall, as we were able to take them, pocket-by-pocket. The only thing I haven't been able to determine is dealing with the columns, and their ability to damage our weaponry. Do they attack any old thing that tries to wander into the tower, or are they set to guard by the witch, who seems to be the only rational creature in this building."
"Rational, Smashional, just kill that walking carpet so we can save these kids!" Quinn says bravely while taking cover behind Tsin's wide shoulders.
Malavarius: 7
Quinn: 6
Tsin: 24
Hektir: 14
Pemsworth: 13
Antagonist: 10
Mal throws up his protective magics as Quinn moves into the room and casts his favorite spell on Hektir.
The magic works its charm, Hektir's sword finding its mark as the creature stumbles under the effects of Pems' evil eye, and further opening him for a vicious blow from Tsin.
Bleeding badly, he swings at the swordswoman, but she easily knocks the hook aside.
The children cheer your heroics, laughing at the albino creature as his attacks are stymied.
W: 37; -2 AC 4 rounds; -2 to hit 5 rounds
Round 3
Hektir slashes again.
"I'm going to train these children to hunt and kill the rest of your race, 'bear. We're going to eliminate your kind from his world."[/b]
to hit; (bladed belt)
damage.
Round 3, Init 24
AC = 23, thanks Mal
HP = 48/48
Weapon Equipped = +1 Falchion
Condition(s) = Warded
"Yes, Quinn, the children are safe enough behind bars. This creature can't seem to deal with armed opposition. Just keep an eye out for the key that will unlock the doors. It may fall off one of its flanks."
A final sword thrust from Tsin ends the threat, and the wikkawak collapses into a pool of its own blood, the children cheering again before they cry to be released.
Hektir will nods to Tsin, a manly 'nice work, Meat' gesture, before going to his knees to search the 'bear for keys and loots.
"If there are no keys, Pems, might you try to open the cages?"
"Leave the children for now. We have two other rooms to investigate, and it would be a shame if one of them lost a limb to another beast." Tsin retreats to the next door, and readies to open it once the boys are done searching over the jail room.
"Nonsense! Leave the children in a cage? Preposterous! I think it much kinder to free them now. We can escort them to Stella- to Vella? Vanilla? Oh blast it all, Zeno, what was that woman's name? The one upstairs we've already rescued and left children with?"
Zeno sighs dramatically from his perch in the bowl of Malavarius' winter hat,
"Ah yes, quite right! Let's loose the children and leave them with her."