Reign of Winter (Inactive)

Game Master Just a Mort

"Let winter chill eat into him. His blood is slowly turning to ice, and his heart is freezing solid. Soon there will be naught but an ice statue in his place."Izoze intones with grim satisfaction.

Einar, Crummock, Mr Whiskers

I think I ninja'd your post

Crummock moves to assist with removing the armor.

@Einar: just focus on lubing up that bow, and shooting the creature; we will get the armor off you!

nodding to Crummock, Einar draws the oil out of his pouch and pours it on the bow.

move action, standard action.
that works right?

Sure does, re: Einar, and Go Mr Whiskers!

BTW, Crummock, whats in your hand now. Shield, wand or what? You need a hand free in order to help Einar get out of his armor.

Mr. Whiskers frowns when he sees that Einar's arrow doesn't do as much damage to Izoze as it should have. He is even more unhappy seeing her start to heal.

With a sigh, he jumps off the deck and runs back over to the others.

I can't believe I'm doing this! This is so stupid! We would have been much better off if we had regrouped!

Double move should get me back to them.

An arm bearing a light shield can still be used to hold an object (like a wand). My other hand is free.

In a voice soft, Mr. Whiskers says "If you are going to do this Einar, you should drink your Cat's Grace potion first."

Izoze flies directly above the party 30ft in the air. She seems to be preparing for something...
The party also sees the arrow wound inflicted completely close up.

On Einar's turn

His armor gets even colder, it gets so cold that he feels his blood begin to freeze.
cold dmg: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5

Einar, Cadence, Mr Whiskers, Crummock

Right then. Removing the armor will take too long, if the damage keeps up like that. I say we warm him up with alchemist's fire, and wait-out the spell duration.

Trying something new, Crummock steps back, draws a flask of alchemist's fire, and tosses it at Einar.

1d6 ⇒ 1

Einar feels Crummock toss a vial of alchemist fire at him and sets him on fire. He feels the chill in his blood fade slightly.

Instead of 5 cold damage, take only 4, Einar

fire warming up next round: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Note the fire damage next round will be deducted off the ice spell..

'What has this taint gotten me into?' ducking a little as Crummock catches him on fire, Einar calls to Mister Whiskers, "Bring it over here, ya. It cannot be vorse zan being on fire!" Drawing another arrow Einar fires at the little blue flier.

Attack: MW Longbow (+1 oil +1 str): flag, -4 wind
attack: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 1 - 4 = 10 for damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 4 it doesn't help if we don't hit it

and you know it's going to come down here and drop a cone on us.

Izoze snarls at Crummock in fustration as she sees him step away from the ledge, even as Einar's shot goes wide.

That was supposed to be a hint to wait until I post so I could give you the blasted potion!

Mr. Whiskers yelps "Careful with that!" as the alchemist's fire is dumped on Einar.

He reaches into his belt pouch and gets out a vial which he hands to Einar.

Seeing Izoze above, he waits.

Move action, get out Cat's Grace potion for Einar. Standard, ready.

That was supposed to be a hint to wait until I post so I could give you the blasted potion!

sorry, Einar had one, just didn't think of it till now.

Oops! Thought I had it. Looked at the loot sheet, you are correct.

Cadence, seeing that we were no longer taking off Einar's armor, puts her hand back on the Guisarme and stabs the fey with it as it comes by to spew its icy breath.

Guisarme: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 5 + 1 = 19
Damage: 2d4 + 5 ⇒ (3, 1) + 5 = 9

"Take that, Izoze, you frigid shrew!"

You won't be able to do that, Cadence. Please see discussion on the trigonometry of the thing.

Izoze glides lazily downwards and breaths out a cone of ice shards both on Einar and Cadence. That's when the flame thrower catches her.

cold dmg: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Einar reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Einar, you're sickened for 3 rounds, take 1 point of cold damage. Cadence, take no damage, due to trait.

Izoze Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

She seems to have dodged the better part of the blast, though the portion that catches her seems particularly effective. "Argghhh it burns." She screeches.

Einar, Cadence, Mr Whiskers, Crummock

Mr. Whiskers quickly moves so that he can get both Einar and Izozi in his blast as he casts Burning Hands again.

Move, Use point of Arcane Reservoir, Cast Burning Hands at +1 CL

Burning Hands Damage: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4 DC 14 Reflex for half

That should also help keep Einar from freezing.

"How is this, then?" Mr. Whiskers shouts at Izozi.

reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Izoze dodges the worst part of the blast, but gets a little more singed.

"You're next, rat!" She declares.

On Einar's turn cold dmg: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3 - Einar takes no cold damage, it has been covered.

Einar's breastplate, with a combination of being set on fire and cooled at the same time, is actually quite comfortable now.

"Think I'll call you shake and bake, you winged freak!" Mr. Whiskers replies to her threat.

Please let the others hit her hard enough to take her out!

"Aauuuurrrrrgggghhhh" Einar bends over and pukes up the last of the Muffins, then wiping his chin with the back of his hand he draws the potion of Cats grace from his pouch and drinks it. 'Just as well that I waited to drink that after I vomited up breakfast.'

Crummock, Cadence

Crummock dumps another flask of alchemist's fire on top of Einar, hoping to continue to keep him cool.

Alchemist's Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 5 Fire damage.

Cadence throws the alchemist's fire...

Achemist's Fire, Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

...misses, and then hopes that the creature comes closer.

"Aaaargh! Why can't I hit you?" Cadence looks to the others. "Can you hit it, or should we retreat? I could go borrow a bow from the lodge. We don't have the supplies to take this on."

I thought we picked up a bow for Cadence. Did we? I can't find it on her sheet. All I see is a sling...

"Maybe because you don't have wings? Heh, heh, heh."She snickers as she gains height and soars above the party, as some of the burns heal.30 ft over bridge again

Einar, Cadence, Mr Whiskers, Crummock

I will read the discussion thread after I post

'I feel like puking my guts out, need to kill this thing though.' Einar, not feeling well at all, draws another arrow and fires it at the bridges guardian.

Sickened 2/3, full attack; MW bow (+1 str) Magic oil, flag, wind, sickened
attack: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 - 2 = 18 for damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 2

Despite feeling sick, Einar manages to put an arrow in arm.It goes all the way in this time. She pulls out the arrow and glares at Einar angrily.

Yes, correct DR this time

einar cold damage: 2d4 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

Einar finds that Crummock's alchemist fire is not hot enough. 2 pts cold damage .

I hope Einar will be alright!

Mr. Whiskers takes aim with his crossbow and fires at Izoze as she flees.

Ranged Attack, flag, snow: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 - 4 = 8 No surprise it is a miss
Light Crossbow damage, flag: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

He then lightly drops the crossbow into the snow and gets out a wand.

"Someone help Einar! He is looking pretty badly hurt!"

I was going to ask Crummock to burn a scroll on Magic Weapon and then realized he would not be able to understand me.

Cadence plants the flag and gets out her oil of magic weapon to put on her bow.

Seeing that Einar is starting to look a bit frozen, Crummock taps him with the healing wand.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8.

Izoze just flies a lazy circle and waits above the bridge, as the arrow wound made by Einar completely heals.

Einar cold: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Einar's breastplate finally starts returning to its normal temperature.

Einar, Cadence, Mr Whiskers, Crummock

Crummock sighs.

"A allai rhywun os gwelwch yn dda dim ond saethu hi?"

you listed Einar cold:1d4=3, but that his breastplate is returning to normal temp., does he take more damage?

'Why are we having such trouble with this thing?' Einar wipes bile from his mouth, nodding to Crummock, "Danke, Crummock" 'Yeah, I don't even think he can understand me.' shrugging his shoulders, Einar draws another arrow and fires at the flier.

Sickened:3/3, Attack: MW Longbow (=1 str), flag, magic oil, wind, sickened, cats grace
attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 - 4 - 2 + 2 = 14 for damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 8

Last round of spell. You'll take the cold damage stated, then no more damage from this point on.

The arrow whizzes under Izoze, blown off course by the treacherous wind.

Hate to point it out, but no flag bonus. Cadence put her flag to the side.

Waving the wand, Mr. Whiskers intones the command phrase.

"Old McDonald made a Wand,
E-I-E-I-O!"

Cadence resolutely finishes rubbing the last of the oil into the bow. "I'm tired of you and your games. I'm tired of you hurting my friends." The bow is not her favored weapon, but she takes careful aim, trying to remember all that Erlis taught her the last time they went hunting together.

Magic Short Bow, Winds: 1d20 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 1 - 4 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"Die, you feathered freak!"

"Its leathery wings, not feathers! Yeowch!" She squawks as Cadence nails her stomach.

"Fine, this bridge is yours...Mark my words,I'll be back!" She gives the party one last threat and glare before she flies away at full speed. Withdraw 80 ft

Combat is over, if you want. She'll just scoot out of sight. You can have 3 rounds to volley fire and see if you actually get to kill her...

What is full speed?

Cadence concentrates again, taking a parting shot.

Magic Short Bow, Winds: 1d20 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 1 - 4 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"Not feathers? Too bad. I could use another down pillow!"

Miss because of range increment. We're looking at 80 ft minimum (lets not get into trigo), shortbow has 60 ft range increment, so there's a further -2. A 16 does not hit her AC

Cadence's arrow, though well aimed, falls short.

Einar: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Einar: 1d20 ⇒ 5
Einar: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 2 = 18
Einar confirm: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -1
Einar damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Einar manages to shoot her once with a phenomenally well aimed shot to her back but she continues flying away...

sorry I was AFK

'Well at least I put one in her, wish it had been more.' Einar nodding to Cadence "Your shot vas a good vone, ya." turning to the rest of the team. "Are vee in good enough shape to continue, or do vee need to return to zee lodging?"

Mr. Whiskers finishes with the wand and a creature appears.

He pauses to do some quick mental calculations.

Delay one initiative increment. I need to see what happens with the eagle.

An eagle appears, and immediately charges after Izone as she flees.

Single target, acquired! Attack!

Attack, charge: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 = 7
Damage, smite: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Reaching down, he picks up his crossbow and starts loading it.

I assume no AoO, Izoze continues to withdraw

I can do it, really I can!

Attack, charge: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

I can do it, really I can!

Attack, charge: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 2 = 16
Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Mr. Whiskers squints, trying to make out the fleeing Izone.

"Guess I just shoot for the blue."

Ranged Attack, snow: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 3 - 4 = 19
Light Crossbow damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Ranged Attack, snow: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 3 - 4 = 15
Light Crossbow damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Attempt to confirm crit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 Nope.
Light Crossbow damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The eagle snaps at Izoze, twice, futility with her cackling nastily each time she sidesteps. She stops cackling as the last one actually does hit her, but with insufficient force to penetrate her leathery hide.

Mr Whisker's crossbow bolt hits her but does not penetrate.

Last time I looked, your crossbow wasn't magicked. You didn't oil it...

Izoze withdrew all the way. No AOOs.

Correct, the crossbow bolt would not penetrate DR 5/Magic if that is what she has.

You had said that you would allow smite to overcome DR. Eagle's hit does damage.

Mr. Whiskers looks at Einar in amazement.

"You are half frozen and want to continue? No, we can't. I think we will need to go back to Heldren before crossing that bridge. Didn't we hear there were more than one of those things?" he explains, pointing in the direction that Izone fled.

Then he walks back into the Lodge.