Mort, I realize while we were in the fairyland we were at full stats, but did we remain there or did we return to our normal numbers when we returned?
With a grin, Crummock casts a by-now familiar spell, trying to hit the flying witch.
I have no idea how heavily that was communicated since back when we had a falling log we talked about someone invisible and flying, so either we have more ways of flight or I wasn't the only person who thought we had it. Still, this would have been a really useful thing to communicate - since she otherwise would have stocked up.
That said, PCs should always stock up on things they need - if someone wanted to keep the potion of Fly, they should have said something, and I wouldn't have used it (instead buying my own).
Moreover, no-one at the time indicated that we should keep it as 'party loot', so if I hadn't used it, it would have been sold.
Ah but how can we know it's gone when we don't get told that it's being used? As you said, I had no IC way of knowing. Still, onto the issue at hand, which leaves me with nothing much to do then this round.
Nazhema is blasted by the wave of sound, but continues her spellcasting.
Hirah delays.
The Earl moves unexpectedly fast on the snow on his snowshoes. "I'll have your head on a pike, girl. Then it'll be Einar's turn." He points his Guisarme at Hirah, then strikes at her, but doesn't manage to catch anything vital.
The second shot by the lantern archon hits Nazhema.
Nazhema continues her spellcasting.
I'd rather cast invis, if it's going to allow me to step into his reach without taking an AoO. If that's not possible, then I'll delay. My problem atm isn't attacking him, it's finding a way to avoid his massive reach without taking an AoO
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-_- you updated...
Ok, I'll roll it tonight when i get back from work, so I don't hold anything up tomorrow @ work
Hirah casts invisibility and moves closer in.
The Earl moves unexpectedly fast on the snow on his snowshoes. As Hirah vanishes, he curses. "Where did that stupid girl go. Bloody cheating wizards. All puff and no balls. He points his Guisarme at Einar. "And you're next, after I'm done with him." He strikes at Crummock but doesn't manage to catch anything vital.
Mr. Whiskers decides the glaive needs to go. He casts grease on the baron's weapon and pushes it so there is a better chance of working.
He then repositions himself so he can see the witch.
The grease takes hold but he manages to maintain his grip on the weapon.
"Oh not another stinking rat wizard!" He curses.
"" Mr. Whiskers angrily shouts back at the baron.
I bet he hasn't even bathed in the past week! Who is he to say someone else stinks!
'Crud he's moving away from me.' Seeing that going after Bynjar's ally did not draw the Earl in, Einar, dropping his bow, begins to rage. Calling up his demonic heritage; his body tranforms: His ankles and feet shift becoming more animal like, his hands also grew larger with talons, now appearing as claws, his maw extended and his eyes grew red, his small black horns became more prominent as his skin went from pale to shiny, emphasizing and enlarging the scales. Causing his Cambion ancestry to become very prominent. As he lets out a roar, Moving through the ice and snow, Einar attacks the Earl with a claw.
The Earl stabs Einar with his Guisarme as he approaches, but clangs off Einar's plate armor. Einar’s claws clang harmlessly off his grey breastplate.
”Of course you stink. You’re a freaking rat! They live in middens and eat rubbish! Not to mention you use magic. That makes you stink even more!”
”How nice of you to deliver yourself into my hands.” He sneers at Einar.
Nazhema summons an ice mephit that swoops on Crummock and Geist, and showers them with its icy breath. She then gestures and a hemisphere of ice forms around Einar.
Crummock and Geist are showered with ice shards and take 1 point of cold damage. Geist also feels sick.
"Focus on the spell casters hitting me first!"Nazhema commands. "You can go settle your private grudges on YOUR free time."
Is this guy for real? He is painfully ignorant if he really thinks that. Then he has the gall to complain of anyone using magic while his employer is a witch that is right behind him?
Mr. Whiskers does a double-take at that. It is as if he doesn't quite believe what he just heard.
Looking to Nazhema, he comments "One has to wonder how faithful a pawn you have here. Given his stance on magic, will he turn on you like the frothing rabid dog he resembles?"
"Oh he'll stay loyal as long as he's paid, right?" Nazhema answers."And I've paid him well..."
"Yeah, I'm just in for it for the pay. I don't really care what SHE does. Revenge is an added bonus." He eyes Einar stuck in the barrier, meaningfully.
Mr. Whiskers just chuckles at that. She really doesn't know him, does she.
"After selling out his own kin for money, maybe? More likely he will try to double-cross you."
Crummock adjusts his position , and tries his luck again, once more targeting the witch.
Hirah does not manage to stick her foot in on time to stop the sphere from trapping Einar.
Nazhema is stunned by the burst of sound, and drops a sickle made out of ice on the ground.
Nazhema lands on the snow with a rather loud thud.
Yeah I wasn't that clear before. Its not "can I flank with Einar" (impossible), but, can I hit him from the side, which is often called a military flank (ie a not front on maneuver)
Basically, I don't know if there is part of a curved wall of ice between us (from where I moved myself to show the direction) that would give him cover or protection. If I cannot hit him from where I am now, then I'll simply go around him and stand next to Nazhema, which is probably a full move, but I bet she provokes if she tries to cast again.
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Is it
B(A) due to the shape of the wall, with A being the fat guy and B being me.
If you don't understand what I'm getting at, the really simple tl:dr is can I hit him from the exact position I'm standing in, without giving him cover or some other AC advantage. If the answer is yes, I'll roll my attack, if the answer is no, I'll double move to where the white witch crashed and idk, stand over her in an invisibly creepy manner.
Anyway, I gotta rest now.
Hirah shimmers into visibility, with an irritated expression. "Of course I don't have balls you moron, I'm a women, a women currently kicking your ass. How embarrassing for you...but then again, judging from the ice queen you hang around with, maybe you like that sort of thing."
Hirah lands a mighty blow on the Earl, pretty much like sticking a stuck pig.
He roars with rage, "So thats where you little backstabbing sneaky pants went to! Just wait till I wring the life out of your throat, girl!" Then tries to knee and shouder slam Hirah.
"Time to admit I think, just accept that when it comes to combat, your average female has you beat"
And an angry Hirah sends his head flying with a mighty arc of her greatsword, and his decapitated body tumbles to the ground.
'Blast, Hirah got to him before I did, at least he is dead.' Seeing Hirah take down the earl in two strokes, Einar smiles a toothy smile. "Nice sword work Hirah." He then attacks the 'ice wall' to get out of it.
Mr. Whiskers moves closer to the others and casts haste, getting as many of his friends as possible in the area.
Crummock glides forward, and tosses another burst of sound at the semi-conscious witch...
...whilst Geist pounces forward, ready to engage the witch.
Nazhema is not stunned.