Motteditor's Savage Tide (Inactive)

Game Master motteditor

Round 1, Init 8
HP 28/30
AC 17 (21), touch 16 (20), flat-footed 14, (fighting defensively w/ crane style, not effective until Dargons turn)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +6
CMD 21

Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 add +2 vs.Poison, Spells or Spell-Like.

"That all ya got!" Dargon yells as he enters his crane stance and start punching back the rapid monkey biting him.

Full Round Action - Flurry of Blows
1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 - 2 = 17
1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 5 - 2 = 20
1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Round 1, Init 13

"Ugh! What horrors are these?!" Khaz moves to help Zstelian, attacking one of the monkeys with her sickle (from flank, if possible).

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 221d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

"Get off him, you filthy beasts!"

"Off me," Silvio cries as he pulls his blade. "If you tear out his eyes, how will Silvio admire the ladies?!" His blow rips open the creature's guts, likely a fatal wound on a normal monkey, but it continues its savage assault. 9 hp It tries to bite again, but the Chelaxian is able to fend it off.

Kyson pulls his blade and closes with Zstelian, who is mobbed with four of the monkeys. Sekathral and Khazmia do the same, surrounding the Varisian, and laying into the beasts. Sakathral flays one open 14 hp, but like Silvio's victim, it inexplicably seems to keep fighting, as does the one cut by Khazmia. 5 hp

Zstelian, beset, can't seem to get an angle to hit one of his attackers, but Kayle swoops down, deadly talons glistening as she sinks them into one of the monkey's skulls. 7 hp damage

Despite the assaults, three of the monkeys again sink their fangs into Zstelian, tearing at the older man. 4 hp damage, need 3 Fort saves

The creature on Dargon also sinks its fangs into him 1 hp, need Fort save before he slams his fist into it twice. His blows are greeted with the sound of snapping bones, but again, the beast seems determined to ignore its wounds. 13 hp

Whatever's twisting these beasts is also making them resistant to our attacks. Focus on one at a time!", Zstelian warns even as they sink their claws and fangs into him.

Round 2, init 12, HP 18/18, AC 16

Sekathral remembers his silver dagger, draws it and attempts to hack the head and limbs away from one of the monkeys attacking Zstelian Whichever one his Zstelian/Khaz are concentrating on

F**king hells. Don't tell me these little a*seholes are undead too...

No idea what penalty I need to make to do this (-4)? Attk 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 + 2 = 22 Dmg 1d4 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 1 + (4, 6) = 14

What are you trying to do, Seka, that might need a penalty?

Round 2, initiative 21
ac 20, touch 14, fleet-footed 16
fort +5, ref +4, will +0
cmd 19 (20 vs disarm)
hp 26/28
effects:

"So you have cravings for more?", Silvio taunts the monkey as his first slash fails to fell the creature. He parries another flurry of claws and lashes out with his blade. "If you liked the first one then Silvio will give you its twin."

Standard action to attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21, damage 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Round 2, Init 11

Kyson 5' steps into a flank and tries to spank a monkey.

1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 1 + 2 = 21 to hit;
1d6 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1 damage.

"Look! I'm fighting!"

This is easy.

What are you trying to do, Seka, that might need a penalty?

The equivalent of a called shot, I suppose - rather than cause damage generally, I'm trying to chop off the particular parts of the monkey that are causing damage to Zstelian. I assumed that that would incur a penalty of some sort - would it be better if I made a Sunder attempt, or is it a combat maneouvre of some sort? Not sure at all - if it's a headache, just count it as a normal attack without the penalty

Round 2, Init 8
HP 27/30
AC 21, touch 20, flat-footed 14, (fighting defensively w/ crane style)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +6
CMD 25

Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 add +2 vs Poison, Spells or Spell-Like.

"Right you are old man!" yells to Zstelian before continuing to pound the monkey bitting him. "Just as soon as I get this one off. The double entendre is unintentional.

Flurry of Blows w/ Crane Style
ATT 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 5 - 2 = 19
DMG 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
ATT 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 - 2 = 17
DMG 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Whatever's twisting these beasts is also making them resistant to our attacks. Focus on one at a time!", Zstelian warns even as they sink their claws and fangs into him.

** spoiler omitted **

"Right!" Khaz focuses on the one that looks the most torn up, attacking once more with her sickle.

assuming Khaz has flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 2 = 161d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
otherwise, minus 2

Silvio nearly decapitates the deformed monkey, but it continues its assault. It bites once more at the Chelaxian and then apparently is overcome by blood loss. Horrifically, it suddenly melts into some sort of greenish, liquid goo that burns the cocky warrior before puddling around his feet. 6 hp acid damage

Kyson slashes the most injured monkey attacking Zstelian, drawing a small slash down its back as Kayle and Zstelian continue their own assault. Zstelian's able to finally dispatch one of them, though it seems to snap once more at him even as it dies, before it too suddenly melts into a pile of goo, burning the ranger, though having apparently no effect on the other monkeys. 1 hp acid damage to Zstelian

Khazmia slashes the creature that Kayle just gouged, her scimitar ripping into it before Sekathral slices its head off. The skulls bounces at Kyson's feet, where it snaps at him, though its unable to penetrate his heavy boots. Zstelian's less lucky as this creature also dissolves into acidic goo, burning him again. 5 hp acid damage

The remaining living monkeys continue to try to bite at Dargon and Zstelian, but can't get to the pair's flesh. Seconds later, Dargon breaks his attacker's neck, dodging a bite in its death throes, though he's not as lucky as it melts into acidic goo. 3 hp acid damage

Two monkeys left on Zstelian; this'll probably be my last post before vacation, but if people get in their next actions quickly, I'll see if we can't finish off combat before leaving.

Round 3, initiative 21
ac 20, touch 14, fleet-footed 16
fort +5, ref +4, will +0
cmd 19 (20 vs disarm)
hp 20/28
effects:

Fortunatly Silvio is able to dodge the worst of the acidic spray but some find its way onto the chelaxian and burns through his shirt and starts to eat at his armor. Wasting neither time nor effort the sea captain manuevers behind one of the remaining monkeys and deliver a quick thrust against the deformed animal.

Move action to move into a flank with Zstelian
Standard action to attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19 (+2 for flanking), damage 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Round 3, Init 8
HP 24/30
AC 21, touch 20, flat-footed 14, (fighting defensively w/ crane style)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +6
CMD 25

"My eyes! Dargon yells as the acid slips down his face at just the wrong moment of his attack.

Flurry of Blows w/ Crane Style
ATT 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 - 2 = 4
DMG 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
ATT 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 - 2 = 4
DMG 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Snake eyes that is.

Round 3, init 12, HP 18/18, AC 16

Sekathral 'strikes' again.

Attk 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 2 = 10 Dmg 1d4 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 1 + (1, 3) = 9

Round 3, Init 13

Khaz immediately turns her attention to the monkey that is left, circling for best advantage.

again, with flank if possible, otherwise -2

1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 2 = 181d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Round 3

Winded from the vicious slashing he had delivered to the monkey and sweating from the effort, Kyson will 5' step back and sheathe his scimitar.

I've done enough killifying for now.

Kyson will draw the second, new Wand of CLW.

Kyson tries to remember what the wand salesman said the activation word for the wand was.

ALEE-xi-CAH TAS-veer?
No.
Alley-icky-cah tas-VEER?
No.
All-EIX-Y-ca tas-VEER?
No.
a-LEX-i-CA TAS-veer?
Maybe. I think that's it.

Kyson is sure that was it.

Kyson tries to remember what the wand salesman said the activation word for the wand was.

ALEE-xi-CAH TAS-veer?
No.
Alley-icky-cah tas-VEER?
No.
All-EIX-Y-ca tas-VEER?
No.
a-LEX-i-CA TAS-veer?
Maybe. I think that's it.

Kyson is sure that was it.

Khaz tries not to be distracted by Kyson's wishy washy waving of the wand, nearly shouting as she keeps fighting the disgusting monkeys,

"What are you doing flailing around with that thing, just hit someone with it!"

Zstelian turns his blade on the remaining monkeys...

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
2d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 2) + 3 = 8

...while Kayle swoops down once again to rake them with her talons.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Kyson yells back at Khaz.

"Yes, of course, Khaz. I was just doing my impression of Zstelian's bladework!"

"Hey! Don't pick on Zstelian! He has a thing about animals, you know!" Khaz flashes her most sincere smile at Zstelian as she tries to be helpful.

"It's ok, Zstelian, you can kill these ones. I don't think they want to be friends!"

anyone else wondering if Motteditor is going to be sorry he gave us all this time to... embellish the combat?

Kyson tries to remember what the wand salesman said the activation word for the wand was.

ALEE-xi-CAH TAS-veer?
No.
Alley-icky-cah tas-VEER?
No.
All-EIX-Y-ca tas-VEER?
No.
a-LEX-i-CA TAS-veer?
Maybe. I think that's it.

Kyson is sure that was it.

""I hope that's some kind of ceremonial monkey-killing dance, cully, else stop p*ssing about and switch the thing on before Zstelian dissolves!"

F**k me ragged. Never a dull f**king moment with this lad, is there?

It is too late in the day for exploding monkeys, in Sekathral's opinion, which goes some way towards excusing his outburst.

Kyson waives his wand around a bit more.

"Yeah, of course, Sekathral."

I hope you dissolve.

Silvio slashes one of the two remaining monkeys as Kyson steps back, pullin gout his wand.

Zstelian can't get an angle on the creatures, but Kayle sweeps back down again as Khazmia delivers another vicious cut that reduces the monkey -- like the others before -- into a pile of acidic goo. It still seems to have no effect on the other monkey, which again bites Zstelian, but adds to the older Varisian's collection of burns. 5 hp damage total: 4 from the acid; 1 from the monkey bite

Dargon tries to attack, but is hampered by the goo splashing on him and misses badly.

The remaining monkey howls loudly as it continues its assault on Zstelian.

Sekathral makes another attempt to de-monkify the Varisian

Attk 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 = 9 Dmg 1d4 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 1 + (1, 4) = 7

Round 4, Init 8
HP 24/30
AC 21, touch 20, flat-footed 14, (fighting defensively w/ crane style)
Fort +6, Ref +5, Will +6
CMD 25

"My eyes!" Dargon yells again as the acid continues to disrupt his attack.

Flurry of Blows w/ Crane Style
ATT 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 - 2 = 4
DMG 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
ATT 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 5 - 2 = 8
DMG 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

That's three 1's in a row. It's not funny anymore. :(

It's a little funny, Dargon. A monkey is kicking your ass. ;)

Kyson looks at Dargon dancing with the monkey and wonders if the dwarf has a soft spot for nature and, in particular, monkeys.

Deciding that *he* needs to take leadership and show the team how to hit things (after all, Dargon, Zstelian, & Seka all missed), Kyson moves to strike something.

"Take *this*!" Kyson moves to hit Zstelian with his wand.

"a-LEX-i-CA TAS-veer!" Kyson activates the wand.

Zstelian: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 healing

Wand #2: 49/50 charges.

Round 4, Init 12

"Blast you, you evil little beast, let go!" Khaz howls back at the remaining monkey, taking another slice at the thing with her sickle.

assuming she still has flank, else -4.
1d20 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 4 = 241d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

"Enough of this foolishness! Silvio is tired of it," the Chelaxian exclaims, his sword practically slicing the monkey in half. Despite its injuries, the thing seems to not know it's dead until Khazmia's blow slashes its head from the rest of its body.

The skull again seems to try to get one final snap in, this it doesn't come close to any of you as it rolls into the underbrush, though Zstelian is again caught by a splash of acid as it dissolves.1 hp damage

For a moment, the clearing seems to fall silent, but you quickly realize other animal noises indicate further unseen combats -- a pair of gulls fly fiercely at each other overhead, seemingly oblivious to you and fortunately Kayle, who quickly lands on her scorched master.

"Good job, uh, Silvio!"

What got into him!? It must have been my example!

Kyson will happily use his new wand to heal anyone who needs it.

Charges on this wand are 49/50. Please roll for yourself. When you use it, please count it down.

When that is done, Kyson will compare the dead monkeys to the deal birds he saw earlier, looking for similarities/differences.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17 Heal check

There's little to compare, as the monkeys seem to have melted into a puddle of acidic goo, leaving behind only their skeletons -- though those seem to be deformed, with odd bone spurs jutting out horribly. As you compare, the goo seems to start drying out, leaving behind a green powder.

CLW Wand 48/50:1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

As the goo turns to powder Dargon brushes it off of his face before rinsing his eyes out with some water.

"What in Torag's steel are they?" Dargon asks.

Khaz shudders and nudges at one of the puddles of goo with a nearby stick.

"This can't be natural. Look, it's already turning to a nasty green powder." Draping her new scarf delicately over her nose, she moves away, as if afraid of inhaling wafting monkey powder.

"Zstelian, do you have any idea what they are? Does anyone?"

Sekathral shrugs. "Haven't got a clue. You two lads alright?" he asks Dargon and Zstelian, before looking up at the horizon to see if the blaze is still continuing.

"Weird. Well, we should get going...and let's watch out for more evil exploding monkeys."

Kyson sounds sad, as if he had thought that exploding monkeys would be fun, but no, no they are not.

"Not a clue Khaz", the Varisian growls as Kyson works the wand to mend his various injuries. "Nothing natural, that's for certain."

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Wand: 45/50

The blaze is still continuing, lighting the darkening sky a sullen red as you continue to travel south. The wildlife continues to seem crazed as you walk, with the occasional deformed jungle creature lying dead in the path. You can hear things fighting in the brush near you and the air above, though no more attack you.

As you arrive at the cliffs, you finally see the source of the unnatural light: In the sheltered cove below, an inferno rages atop the water. Several ships, including a two-masted caravel, a sizeable frigate, a long barge and what might have once been a schooner are all ablaze.

Farther out, a three-masted caravel -- her sails decorated with stylized figures of a wyvern; its tail raised over its back as though ready to strike its enemies; its figurehead a wyvern crouched with wings unfurled -- seems to have escaped the fire for now.

A shiny slick on the surface of the water itself burns as well, creating a wall of wood and flame. The heat rises in searing sheets, and the roar of the flaming maelstrom mixed with the crashing surf masks any other sounds that might be issuing up from below. Through periodic gaps in the smoke, however, movement on the beach is visible -- something still lives in the inferno 40 feet below.

A rickety wooden walkway descends from the cliffs to the beach below.

"Remember how Vanthus described his love of alchemical bombs? I think he's been here," Kyson says, taking in the devastation.

"We should get down there and see if anyone still lives or needs aid. Innocents might have been aboard those ships."

Kyson looks anxious to go down and help, but then remembers the exploding monkeys and get back to the back of the group.

What was I thinking?

"Yeah. Quiet as possible, though, initially. I'll go down first, shall I, and anyone who wants to come too can, providing they pipe down. Unless we want to send the bird in first to have a shufti?"

He pauses.

"I don't trust that bloody gangway, either"

Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

Depending on what we decide to do...

Stealth 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14, which probably isn't going to hide me from anything much...

Zstelian stares are Sekathral for a moment.

"I'm not sure exactly what you just said..."

The Varisian looks up and whistles for Kayle.

"Fly a pass around the ship. See if anyone is watching it or us", he tells the raptor.

"Shufti, mate. Butcher's. Gander. Conduct a reconnaissance. Go and have a squint. 'Pologies for speaking flash, but it looks like you got it, anyway" he says, watching the hawk fly off to inspect the ship.

Remember to take Linguistics: Sekathral at next level up everyone.

When the time comes to move out.

"Let's move together ta go see what's left, with these creatures acting as they are it's best to not divide our forces."

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 plus darkvision

The walkway definitely looks old, and you can see spots of rot on it, Sekathral. You don't think you'd trust it to hold too much weight. It also looks rickety enough that you'd need to balance carefully coming down, which will likely slow any progress.

The cliff walls have enough handholds that going down them shouldn't be too difficult. Also, considering the ships in the cove, the water in the eastern section should be deep enough that you could dive in from the cliffs above -- though a poor dive (or a belly flop by Kyson) would likely hurt.

Kayle seems to glare at you as she finishes her smokey circumnavigation, but indicates that no one appears to be watching.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
1d20 ⇒ 20

Bloody waste of two 20s...

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Right. Sekathral, I'll go with you." Khaz heads towards the walkway, ready to follow Sekathral down.

"Alright, mate, but I'm taking the cliff, I think. Someone with your ladylike physique won't have a problem with that thing, but I need to cut down on the pies, and I don't reckon it'd support us both." He adjusts his equipment, then starts to descend.

Climb check 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

As Khaz and Seka go down the cliff, Kyson weighs his ways carefully.

"The cliff is terrifying and the walkway looks unsafe. Ugh."

Kyson bops his head back and forth to the walkway to the cliff using some mental process to decide which way to go.

Eeny meany meenie mo!

"Maybe we should go one at a time, eh? Just one!"

Kyson begins to walk down the walkway VERY slowly, even going as far to crawl if necessary, trying to keep his weight spread out over an area.

Yeah, this was a great idea. Brilliant.

Just want to make sure; you're going one at a time on the walkway? Please let me know the order. I'll also need a Acrobatics (balance) check; -5 if you move at full speed. I'll need a Climb check if you want to scale the cliffs; or a Swim or Acrobatics check if you want to try to dive 40 feet into the water. Let me know when (and how, I suppose) you want Silvio to go as well.

Is there an acrobatics bonus for crawling? 1/2 speed? Kyson is going to take his time. Oh, and in Kyson's mind, Silvio would go first...he's so brave and all.

"Alright, mate, but I'm taking the cliff, I think. Someone with your ladylike physique won't have a problem with that thing, but I need to cut down on the pies, and I don't reckon it'd support us both." He adjusts his equipment, then starts to descend.

"The Cliff! Oh, yes, right, oh, no, you're right, that won't do for me..." Khaz sputters and flusters for a moment then goes back to the walkway, only to bump into Kyson.

"oh! I'll go last, shall I?" I wouldn't want him landing in all that armor on my "lady like physique". I'd be smushed like a bug, I would. "I don't want to slow you down any."