
Your Benevolent Dictator |

Radosek: 1d20 + 10 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 10 + (2, 5) = 18
AoO: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
AoO: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Damage: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 4) + 2 = 11
Neverhome: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Neverhome: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1d3 ⇒ (1) + 1 + (1) = 3
Sigrun: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Hobbes: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Mierul Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Sigrun: 7pts cold damage (Reflex 16 for half)
Hobbes: 11pts fire damage
Neverhome: 2pts damage + 1pt cold damage + Fort DC 12 or staggered for 1 round
New Round
Your turns

Lyosha Neverhome |
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HP: 39/62
Seeing the witch pull out a wand and cast baleful magic at Sigrun Neverhome lets out a long drawn out snarl before adding words intermingled with the primal threat as he steps toward the witch, every other creature in the room fades away from his thoughts and vision as he moves. "She is my friend. You are harming my friend. Mine. You. Do. Not. Touch. What. Is. MINE." Glaring as he steps up close he'll bring his sword across in a sudden jerked swipe.
Moved to the right of Mr. Witch, I'll take the AoOs.
Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 24 Keep forgetting about Bless lol.
Damage: 2d6 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (3, 1) + 5 + 2 = 11+1 FIRE
Also if hit he needs to make a DC 12 Will save or be shaken.

Sigrun Jagrsdottir |
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Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 Take 4 pt's cold damage, Cold celerity continues
Sigrun's eyes widen as her hammer passes cpmpletely through the witch, moments before a spear of ice erupts beneath her. Unable to react in time she feels the icy chill pierce her body, painful yet fueling her. From where she stands she can see Lyosha also caught up in primal fury, fire flaring around him. Though he appears to be roaring at the witch, her world is plunged in an eerie silence.
Their enemies would all be dead before sound returned.
Were it possible to hear her, the icy laughter that rises in her throat would be truly chilling, utterly devoid of mirth, full of a vengeful rage as merciless as arctic night.
1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 1 = 10
1d12 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
As she glances to her left again, her swing goes far wide, slamming into the icy floor, so distracted is she by the burning fury that is Lyosha, approaching the enemy like the fires of destruction themselves.

Sigrun Jagrsdottir |


Your Benevolent Dictator |


Hobbes 'Rat Trap' Bitterleaf |

Hobbes was beginning to get annoyed at the woman. He draws another pair of arrows and fires. More fire damage from AOOs please.
Rapid: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Rapid: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Zsestrian Raven |

Drawing his crossbow, Zses makes room for Eredhaias and Allie to join the fight.
Standard Action: Evil Eye on Mierul, -2 to attacks, 7 rounds DC 16 reduces to 1
Move Action: Draw Crossbow
Free Action: 5 ft. step

'Silence' |

katana death attack o' doom: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 29
confirmation: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 1 + 2 + 2 = 22
damage: 1d8 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 4 = 7
crit damage: 1d8 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 4 = 10
17 damage if the crit hits, 7 otherwise
You had been warned Mierul, the price for you actions is Death.
The felinerai said aloud, even though he was pretty sure the blue woman couldnt hear him. Her death was on her own hands however, He charged forward deftly avoiding his freinds and drawing his katana high in one hand bringing it swiftly down cutting deep into the blue woman.
Okay, so using one of my 2 challenges againt Meirul, I take a -2 to my ac versus everyone but Mierul, on top of that I am charging so that is a another -2 to everyone (including meirul).I recieve a bonus to all damage against the target of my challenge(+1 per level in samurai) Furthermore due to the challenge, everyone else gets a +1 to hit meirul in melee.

Vashti Amela |

Giving me free reign to cast spells?
My husband always taught me to get the casters first!
I had been told arcane casters where the smart ones.
Bulls Strength on Lyosha :)
Edit, no can't do that, cast that already! Shield of Faith!

Lyosha Neverhome |

Feeling the familiar touch of Vashti's waft into him his body strains against his clothing as his muscles engorge and become more corded. Rolling his shoulders slightly to get a feeling for the new strength he gives the Witch a rather malicious grin.
Edit: Dammit, I just got through writing all that too :3
Was SoF cast on Lyosha or Vashti?

Percy Silvershaper |

After a moment who should appear but her loyal Rocky! He shakes off the summoning tingles, then shakes off some of the life from the elemental directly south.
Bam!+ earth mastery: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Your Benevolent Dictator |

Hobbes: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Neverhome: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Neverhome: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Hobbes Damage: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (1, 6) + 2 = 9
Neverhome Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1d3 ⇒ (3) + 1 + (1) = 5
Will: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Neverhome: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Neverhome: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1d3 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (3) = 6
Radosek: 1d20 + 10 + 2d6 ⇒ (9) + 10 + (1, 6) = 26
Hobbes fires another set of arrows and manages another hit on Mierul. Then Silence steps up and silently smites the silenced songstress (thank Kats for the epic alliteration). She falls and doesn't get up. Neverhome recklessly charges Radosek, ignoring the blows from the Elementals and unleashes a powerful swing - only to have it be effortlessly dodged. The Witch responds by pointing his wand at Neverhome and conjuring another massive icicle that knocks him to the ground. Meanwhile, Percy resummons her good friend Rocky, but he fails to hit either of the Ice Elementals. He's probably still shaking off summoning sickness (entering the battlefield tapped, and all that).
Hobbes: 9pts fire damage
Neverhome: 7pts damage + 4pt cold damage + Fort DC 12 or staggered for 1 round
Neverhome again: 7pts cold damage (Reflex 16 for half) + prone

Eredhaias Malynneil |

Ered grins and unsheathes his scimitar, speaking quietly. "Well, looks like it's time to join in the fun."
And with that, the black jagged edges momentarily race up the blade, as the elf begins to intone words that seem to crackle and pop more than they seem like normal Elven words. His hand and weapon smoke and then ignite, glowing with the light of a torch and shedding a small amount of heat to those around him.
Casting Elemental Touch. Standard action for that, plus swift action for the weapon enhancement. If someone can possibly move ol' Ered somewhere useful, that'd be great.

'Silence' |

Hows being moved beside the earth rocky fellow and up to two of the ice cubes sound? flanking with friend Neverhome now on one of them yes yes?

Eredhaias Malynneil |

The elf just grins, swinging his weapon, giving not a bit of caution. The fire leaps up his blade, only the tip striking down the core of the elemental. Even though his weapon would normally be a grazing blow, flame leaps up his blade, melting the frozen creature where it touches.
Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27+2 if flanking
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + (6) = 10 Second 1d6 is fire damage
If it has vulnerability, then it will take an additional 3 damage! Woohoo!

Percy Silvershaper |

Confirm that crit, man! :)
Percy notes that Hobbes looks a little worse for wear and places a hand on his shoulder. A soothing rainbow of colored flame wages over him and heals some of his wounds.
Cast CLW: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Rocky doors his dance.
Punch!: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Percy Silvershaper |

Oh, right, they may not. I can never remember for elementals.

Lyosha Neverhome |

Fortitude vs Stagger: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21
Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
HP: 23/62
Getting knocked to the ground after his attack fails causes him to begin cackling in a demented manner not unlike the Witch. This is what I've been afraid of all my life? Cheap trick conjurer! You're not monster! You're barely even man!"
Standing up he'll continue the cackle for a moment before shouting
"I'm still standing a growling.
I'm still advancing a rumblling.
So please little man won't you a whisper.
Oh please little man won't you a pleading.
Send me to fields a scream.
WHERE REST OF MY FAMILY LAY!" a roar.
Finishing the cackle he'll proceed to walk straight through the Witch towards the door directly across from him and open it, searching.
Stand up as move action (provokes), then move (also provokes).

'Silence' |

With meirul down he spun moving deftly back to the ice cubes and closer to witch. He attacked the elemental between the rock elemental and friend Neverhome.
attack: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 1 = 27
confirm: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 1 = 13
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
crit damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Hobbes 'Rat Trap' Bitterleaf |

Mental Note: Taking more damage means more attention from Percy.
Hobbes smiles as his wounds heal up, more so as Percy is the cause. He aims his bow inbetween his friends and takes aim at an elemental. I think I'm clear for purposes of cover.
PBS, Bless, Rapid: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
PBS, Bless, Rapid: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Lyosha Neverhome |

Mental Note: Taking more damage means more attention from Percy.
My Bloodrager in CotCT has that same thought process regarding the cute Paladin of Sarenrae ^w^

Hobbes 'Rat Trap' Bitterleaf |

Whatever it takes right?

Sigrun Jagrsdottir |

Sigrun stands in one spot, ignoring the trickery, hunting for her prey.
He was hiding somewhere.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Sense motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Lyosha Neverhome |

Whatever it takes right?
*nods*

Lyosha Neverhome |

HP: 14/62
"WHERE IS HE?!?!" he howls into the silence.

Sigrun Jagrsdottir |

HP:37/42
Sigrun moves to throw open the other side door, the sounds of her companions' post combat breathing crashing into her as she clears the silent zone.

Zsestrian Raven |

"They're using our tricks against us, it seems..." Zses smirks after Lyosha walks trough the witch. "Crow, can you give me a hand?" the witch asks to his familiar, before starting to Detect Magic toward the center of the room.
Free Action, Crow: Perception Check on the room
Free Action, Zses (If allowed): Knowledge (Arcana) again on the circle.
Perception (Crow): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Know.(Arcana) (Zses): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

Vashti Amela |
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You are alone now.
Give me the killer of Nadia's child and you may yet live.
Unless you where involved with her death.
In which case, you will die here, today.
I doubt you have the power to end all of us...boy.
What is your place here?
What are you to that child killer?
A pet?
A crony?
A minion?
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Come to mother, you have been wicked, come and show yourself, that I may sent your soul to be judged.
Double move to new location.

Your Benevolent Dictator |

Confirm: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Damage: 6d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 6, 2, 6, 4) = 25
Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Damage: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 2, 6, 6) = 20
@Zses: Yep. There's magic in the area. (considering there's a silence spell and an image spell, that shouldn't be a surprise)
Vashti suddenly feels something butt against the backside, and a large amount of her life force is sapped away. A goat is behind her. A moment later, you realize it looks exactly like Gruff! "Good boy, Valstoi," says the voice of your taunter as an identical twin to the elusive Witch appears floating 10ft in the air. He hurls a snowball at Neverhome that smacks him hard in the face.
New Round
Your turns
Vashti: 25pts negative energy damage
Neverhome: 20pts cold damage + Fort DC 17 or staggered for 1 round

Lyosha Neverhome |

Jerking his head about the room in search of his prey he is only able to glance at the true witch for a moment before his vision is filled with white... Then darkness as a thankfully muted sickening crunch fills the nothing as his head snaps back, and he slumps to the ground twitching.
HP: -12
Witch now has to make a DC13 vs Curse of Fire or gain Vulnerability to Fire.
*crosses fingers*

Sigrun Jagrsdottir |
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And now Sigrun loses it. Rage round 4 of 10
"NO!!! Sigrun screams as the sound of brutal impact makes her turn to see Lyosha's body collapse to the ground. "I will KILL YOU!!
Breaking into a run she skirts the giant spike of ice, shifting her grip as she does to swing upward, the reach on her weapon allowing her to bring the massive head of her hammer slamming into the witch's lower body.
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
1d12 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Percy Silvershaper |

Percy doesn't even speak intelligible words, just starts throwing her most powerful Magic at the witch.
DC 17 will vs hold person, please

Eredhaias Malynneil |

3/4 on Elemental Touch
Ered's eyes harden as he sees one of his companions fall and steps forward to take out one of the witches.
"Prepare for your death, at the hands of those who wield your powers against you."
Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + (2) = 6

Sigrun Jagrsdottir |
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This is that moment in Lord of the Rings when Frodo get's stabbed and everybody goes ape$#!+

Lyosha Neverhome |

I feel so warm and fuzzy and loved ^w^

Hobbes 'Rat Trap' Bitterleaf |

"Hey! Nobody takes down my pal cept me! Got it!?" Hobbes moves and fires a shot at the flying witch.
PBS, Bless: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Lyosha Neverhome |
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The silence was deafening. In the inbetwixt of where his thoughts and soul were falling apart he could hear everything, and nothing. Every aching muscle, every stab of his heart against his chest washing his life away in red waters, his broken bones grinding against each other in morbid rhythm. And there was something else, hidden behind the breaking and bleeding, playing along so masterfully with his body's decay. Dark coils undulating against the darkness beyond thought, churning upon themselves to the tune of the perfect death rattle he noticed the serpent had a singer to compliment the dancer.
Welcome home, sad man
Beaten down and broken man, it called to him plainly.
Why do you keep breathing
While she lies sleeping, it asked, anger showing in it's crushing dance.
Why do you lie dozing
While they keep fighting, the anger rising.
Come now, find out what's left of your soul
Death is prowling, he noticed something, deep within the coils.
There's no use running
Your story is ending, the singer and dancer were one.
Welcome home, cursed man
Wretched and worthless man, it called out to him plainly, happily, waitingly.
Welcome home.

Vashti Amela |

** spoiler omitted **
@Zses: Yep. There's magic in the area. (considering there's a silence spell and an image spell, that shouldn't be a surprise)
Vashti suddenly feels something butt against the backside, and a large amount of her life force is sapped away. A goat is behind her. A moment later, you realize it looks exactly like Gruff! "Good boy, Valstoi," says the voice of your taunter as an identical twin to the elusive Witch appears floating 10ft in the air. He hurls a snowball at Neverhome that smacks him hard in the face.
New Round
Your turnsVashti: 25pts negative energy damage
Neverhome: 20pts cold damage + Fort DC 17 or staggered for 1 round
Was that a spell or supernatural ability?

Vashti Amela |
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With the goat's attack, darkness closes in around Vashti as her life force is drawn away.
NO.
With a word of magic, light returns to her sight.
Clearly calling on her Goddess, she raises her hand and pints it at Lyosha.
Concentration DC 17: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
You will take no lives from me today.

Lyosha Neverhome |
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HP: -4 & stabilized
The combination of the warmth of a Mother's touch and the Death Goddess' cool caress work in unison to knit the bones and muscles in Neverhome's face back to their original shape, the cracking and stretching thankfully muted.
Why do you still draw breath
Every move you make is a mistake
You belong here
You have no right to live
You were born into the grave
On a mother's whim
You will soon be erased
You and all of your mistakes
Just stay down, lay down
In Death's sweet embrace
Useless monster
Fangless, scaleless
You betrayed your flesh
You betrayed your heart
You have no right to live