"I hate to leave you like this Speaker Winston, but time is moving and you have the militia and the help of many others in your caravan. Hopefully our journey to Rhest won't take as long as we think and we can meet up again halfway, or at the very least draw in some of their forces for you." He gives a salute to the wise speaker, "We will take your words of elves into account, I don't have many dealings but Seltazar and Tal may have."
Bran gives one final wave and looks to stock up for the journey ahead.
A commotion in the street wakes you in the middle of the night!
"Awake! Awake! Goblins attacking the west bank!" someone cries.
From your window, you can see bright flames leaping up from houses and buildings on the other side of the river and hear the faint roar and crackle of distant flames.
You see guards running to the Old Toll House, where Captain Soranna is mustering troops to take the ferry over. The ferrymen are harnessing the horses to their hawsers. By the time you get there, the ferry is ready to launch.
The guard captain is clearly tired, but on her feet and moving quickly.
"I don't know if they were stuck on this side of Skull Gorge Bridge, or made their way around, or were flown over by a manticore or dragon. But they're here now and we have to deal with them. There are alarms in a few directions; I'll head north along the bank with my men, if you can head west to the road." She departs with her soldiers.
You've only just gotten organized and started up the road when you spot a trio of goblin worg riders dashing down the street, whooping and shaking their bows in the air. A hell hound rides alongside them.
ROUND 1 - bold may act
Tal'ariel
Mikail
Hellhound
Shishka
Goblins
Bran
Thom
Seltazar
Seeing the enemy before them, Mikail swiftly prays, and then touches her companion's weapons, leaving a silver mark on each as the blessing from Iomedae grants their weapons greater puissance against the evil creature they are facing.
Holy Strike (minor): At 1st level, you can touch one weapon and bless it with the power of purity and goodness. For 1 minute, this weapon glows green, white, or yellow-gold and deals an additional 1d6 points of damage against evil creatures. During this time, it’s treated as good for the purposes of overcoming damage reduction. This additional damage doesn’t stack with the additional damage from the holy weapon special ability.
Warpriest blessings are a standard action unless noted otherwise. So you could bless one weapon, if that is what you still wish to do.
Seltazar frowns at the commotion, and sets down his equipment with his alchemy kit laid out on the table. With a sigh, the elf stands and heads out the door.
Is doing good always so arduous? I do not see the appeal.
It's a standard action, and you can't turn your move action into a second standard. So you've blessed Tal'ariel's weapon (her Elven Curve Blade or her bow? Whichever she has out, I guess).
Bran hops up and down in his mithral, eying the enemies ahead. He's unsure if they were too late on returning back, but it doesn't matter now, all that matters is that there is a force here and that they need to remove them quickly.
Glad he was able to sleep in the lightweight mithral armor, he turns to his companions, "Lets do this right and proper, the clock is ticking."
"You've attacked the wrong town, greenskins!"
Tal'ariel pops out a wand as usual and casts Shield. Dropping the wand on the ground, she then moves slightly in front of the rest of the party, ready to take on the incoming enemy.
The hellhound delays for now, as it prefers to move in unison with the pack.
ROUND 1 - bold may act
Tal'ariel
Mikail
Shishka
Hellhound (delayed)
Goblins
Bran
Thom
Seltazar
Shishka moves toward some cover as she draws her guns. not to worry guys, we got this! she says as a bit of magic swirls around her bandoleer.
The worg-riders scream as they fly down the road at you.
"Kill the elf girl first!"
They fire in unison at Tal'ariel.
The goblins howl in glee as two arrows pierce through her magical shields. The third arrow misses her by a hair.
Tal'ariel proves to be tougher than they thought, however.
The hellhound moves up as well.
Everybody can act!
The tall elf gives the enemies an almost bored look as he calls upon that foreign power within him. It used to make him feel uneasy, but he is long numb to it by now. With the power his patron has over time, he and his allies speed up.
Mikail moves forward towards the evil hellhound. Raising up her sword, the hilt flashes like the star-burst symbol of her diety, as she brings the blade down on her foe.
Attack:
Confirm crit:
Damage:
Crit Damage:
The gleaming Aasimar warpriest strikes down the hellhound with a single
mighty blow from Inheritor's Light!
Bran yells in infernal to the now dead hound before drawing his great ax and walking with a sudden alacrity ,
"Stay out of this plane!"
He brings the dwarven steel down on the nearest warg, attempting to dismount their rider.
Haste 1/6 Rounds
-2 AC, used Buckler hand
Suddenly moving remarkably fast, Tal'ariel zips around behind the goblin riders. He goes after the same warg that Bran has attacked--hoping to then strike the rider with the same stroke.
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The worg rider tries to moves his mount to dodge Bran's attack:
However, he fails and the greataxe cuts into the worg.
Then Tal'ariel runs around and finishes the beast.
Her sword continues through, wounding the rider and another goblin badly, although both are still conscious.
Thom and Shishka are up!
Thom paused for a second and draws his heavy oaken club. He whispers a few words calling on the forces of nature to enhance the club.
Shishka advances a bit closer, Hey, bug face! she yells at a goblin rider as it looks she blasts it with her pistol.
The goblin not in melee takes the bullets in his arm -- though it seems but a flesh wound. As Shishka fires, his companions shout in excitement
"Boom-stick! Boom-stick!"
He lets loose an arrow at Tal'ariel, though it goes wide, then rides back the way he came, taking a detour through the grass to avoid Tal'ariel's sword.
The remaining worg moves around Tal'ariel (provoking an AOO), then tries to bite her.
The worg's teeth sink into Tal'ariel's ankle and yank her off her feet.
The goblin archer shrieks with glee and tries to shoot her (provoking an AOO, though she doesn't have Combat Reflexes)
The dismounted goblin drops his bow, draws his scimitar, slashes at the elf, and takes a step to the side.
It is a pathetic swing. He hangs his head in shame, knowing his end is near.
Party is up!
The druid charges at the goblin with the bow with his club raised high over his head. He brings the enchanted club down in a quick powerful motion towards the goblin's head.
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Tal'ariel is indeed taken down brutally as the worg goes after her.
In fast motion, Seltazar's brief frown is barely there before he casually surges forward with his long gait and chants a spell, drawing the sickly-cold energy from within and casting its chilling energy into the Worg.
Bran rushes over to the fallen elf and immediately attempts to grapple the goblin off of the warg; keeping his ax in the other hand.
"I'm coming over!"
Haste 2/6 Rounds
-2 AC, used Buckler hand
Mikail also moves forward to stand over Tal and strike out at the warg that tripped her.
Attack:
Damage:
Thom, towering over the goblin archer, strikes with his club but the nimble goblin is too fast and dodges.
Tal'ariel's swing just manages to connect with the mounted goblin as he moves. He falls from his mount, unconscious.
Mikail swings at the worg, but it dodges his blow (even with the +1 from Haste).
The worg growls at Seltazar in defiance (though it is shaken for 1 round).
Bran grapples the worg!
Shishka is up, then the worg.
Utilizing her active spell, a single shot magically reloads one barrel of her double barreled pistol.
yelling at the last riding goblin, hey, know what smells worse than a dead goblin? a live one!
Please, I'm curious: Did it take practice to be this much of a failure or does it come naturally to you?
At 1st level, the prankster can use his performance to cause one or more creatures to become furious with him. Each creature to be mocked must be within 90 feet, able to see, hear, and understand the prankster, and capable of paying attention to him. The prankster must also be able to see the creatures affected. For every three levels the prankster has attained beyond 1st, he can target one additional creature with this ability.
Each creature within range receives a Will save (DC 15) to negate the effect. If a creature’s saving throw succeeds, the prankster cannot successfully mock that creature for 24 hours. If its saving throw fails, the creature is angered by the performance and seeks to harm the prankster. While the prankster maintains the mocking, the target takes a –2 penalty on all attack rolls and skill checks until it has successfully attacked the prankster with a melee or ranged attack, or has harmed the creature with a spell that deals damage.
The worg snaps at Bran, but to no avail; Seltazar's magic has rattled the beast and has also made Bran quicker.
The goblin ignores Shishka and rides off.
Tal'ariel still has to act -- I saw the post above but that was an AOO. There is a grappled worg, and a standing but dismounted goblin archer.
Tal'ariel stands to her feet again, steps into position opposite Thom, and tries to pierce a vital artery of the goblin archer.
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The lone goblin remaining swings as Tal'ariel as she tries to rise, and nimbly dodges her Curve Blade.
He cackles madly as his scimitar cuts her shoulder, then shouts "For Tiamat!" (in Common) and slices at her again.
Everybody is up!
"Ugh, you little buggers are so annoying!" Getting nicked and bruised repeatedly by the goblins is getting on her nerves. She tries to finish off the one in front of her.
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Tal'ariel's two quick swings decapitate the goblin.
Only the worg is left, grappled by Bran.
Bran tries to maintain his hold on the worg and attempts to strangle it out; though the canine movements make it hard to keep down with one hand.
Haste 3/6 Rounds
-2 AC, using Buckler hand
Thom takes one long stride toward Bran and the restrained warg. He mercilessly looks down on the creature as he thumps it over the head twice with his club.
Two solid blows from Thom's mighty cudgel make short work of the worg.
You can still hear sounds of battle, as Captain Soranna and the guards are engaging goblins elsewhere. It sounds like a number of small skirmishes.
The tall elf frowns at the further commotion and sighs... again. Calling once more on the cold power within, his feet suddenly lift off the ground. "I will be back... perhaps." With a surprising speed, Seltazar lurches into the sky above and surveys the surrounding area.
You can see about forty yards away, the worg-rider talking to a group of five hobgoblins (four in chainmail and one in a tunic) and pointing in your direction. The apparent leader of the group, the one in the tunic, looks in that direction, sees you, and begins moving the group towards the party. The worg-rider continues heading away from the town.
Suddenly the leader vanishes!
Seltazar thinks he cast a spell, but at this distance it is hard to tell which one. By the effect, probably Invisibility or something like it.
Mikail will continue to look for enemies to battle.
Noticing her wounded comrade, Mikail turns to give aid to the wounded elf.
Sorry Tal, I did not see how badly wounded you were. Here this should help!"
Fervor:
Fervor:
Shishka goes to see if Mikail has taken care of things. is she gonna be alright? I know a little healing magic. she asks a little concerned.
Skirmishes continue around you. Tal'ariel's wounds heal a bit from her comrades' efforts, though there may not be time for her preferred wand to have its full effect before more foes are upon you.
New round - Everyone can act
Mikail uses her healing power again (and Tal'ariel regains another 8 HP).
Seltazar swoops quickly back down, calling out a warning. "There are more foes incoming. Prepare yourselves." Noticing the wounded elf, seemingly for the first time, Seltazar frowns and reaches within for that cold, comfortable power, and draws it forth into Tal'ariel. Still hovering slightly above the group, the tall elf whispers, seemingly to himself, "No time to waste." His soft smile seems to imply some kind of inside joke.
"Do we take the fight to them or are they already on their way?" Bran looks around, "I am ready for either."