Enough of the fancy stuff. Rhost moves forward to attack the hand directly (if Hrunndalf remains downed). Some Flaming Earth Breaker applied topically ought to be good for what ails us.
Lio nods "Ayme ah faire 'and aht s'vral karde gaimes."
Seeing your face light up at the mention of Mel's feelings, makes her smile.
Lio hp 30 - 11 - 6 = 13
Lio con 10 - 2 = 8
Lio directs the flaming sphere continually at Gotti, while dropping her sword and getting out her bow. She moves out of the way of anyone behind her trying to get into the small space.
Concentration (if needed?):
Goti's Reflex save:
Damage (fire)
Drop sword, pull bow,
To Hit: (20x3)
Damage:
Ranged Modifier: Point Blank Shot +1 hit/damage w/i 30']
Ranged Modifier: Precise Shot no penalty for shooting into melee
She blushes, too. She seems to be doing a lot of that, these days. She fits the earrings into her ears.
"There. Always close to me, now."
One of Lio's hands moves from around your waist, to touch the side of your face, caressing the soft skin there. "Shae, annwyl." The words barely a breath, so quiet, they are for you alone, "my love." She smiles, barely able to contain her joy. "You are so beautiful." She whispers.
"Oh, so it is you lot," he replies as he struggles with the strangling mass of hair. "Which means you would 'ave particular friends among our guests, wouldn't it? Which one's your favorite? The Screamer? Never-Talk? Crunchy-Bones? I like the Screamer," he confides. "She's pretty."
"She is, isn't she? I doubt you've seen her smile, but she has great teeth." Mel's voice is low. "And I have no doubt that you are treating your guests oh so well." A pause, "Aren't you supposed to have a bird?"
”I take it you found the collection, then?” Goti replies.
”This won’t do at all,” he adds, frowning at the entangling mass of hair. He suddenly grows to large size, although he has to squeeze a bit to do so at the moment. He drops his crossbow and draws a pick. A small portion of the damage he has taken seems to heal.
Lio directs the flaming sphere continually at Goti, while dropping her sword and getting out her bow. She moves out of the way of anyone behind her trying to get into the small space. Now both caught in Melinda’s hair and larger and clumsier, he is unable to avoid the flames, which burn his giant feet.
Enough of the fancy stuff. Rhost moves forward to attack the hand directly, standing over Hrunndalf’s body. Some Flaming Earth Breaker applied topically ought to be good for what ails us, he thinks. And a mighty bash hits the hand with a crunch and a sizzle. He manages to avoid bursting open any of the pus sacs.
Myri moves into Rhosts former position at the bottom of the stairs, finally getting the chance to do something constructive. She lets out a satisfied sigh as her eyes follows her arrows path to target. It thuds into the Giant Hand. Pus sprays, but hits no one. The Hand collapses and moves no more.
Kalimac gives Myri a grim smile before she moves forward. He appreciates her banter, but Goti's remarks about their friends has made him misplace his humor. "Right now I wish we listened to Hrunndalf's request for Fly spells. I'm pretty sure I could squeeze through over everyone's heads." Kalimac and Attatoq continue to seek a way forward, but are able to move only a fraction closer.
Mel's hair twists tighter around Goti, but it is more difficult to contain him at his larger, stronger size, and he shakes it off, no longer grappled.
Alaric channels to clear out the remaining undead blocking the way. It shudders, but does not fall.
That zombie the shifts position a little and punches Rhost in the stomach.
Zombie Six -5
Goti -14
Hrunndalf -48, and -6 from Con damage
Rhost -19
Melinda -16
Lio -11, and -6 from Con damage
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Z = Zombie
E = Giant Crawling Undead Hand
GGGG = Goti Runecaster (Flaming Sphere at top right)
R = Rhost (standing over the unconscious, prone Hrunndalf)
L = Liothonae
Y = Myriana
K = Kalimac (on Attatoq) (on stairs)
A = Alaric (on stairs)
M = Melinda (on stairs)
Hrunndalf looks almost peaceful in his enforced rest.
Hrunndalf grips the greatspear lying next to him and rises to his feet in a defensive stance.
Þrumublað, two-handed, Power Attack:
To hit: (crit )
Damage: (crit )
. . . plus electric.
Zombie
Runecaster
Rhost attacks the nearest opponent.
If possible (or necessary), Rhost takes a five-foot step and attacks again.
grapple (+6 caster level, +3 CHA)
damage (+1 STR)
One of Lio's hands moves from around your waist, to touch the side of your face, caressing the soft skin there. "Shae, annwyl." The words barely a breath, so quiet, they are for you alone, "my love." She smiles, barely able to contain her joy. "You are so beautiful." She whispers.
She leans slightly into your touch, her eyes closing with pleasure.
"I do not think," she whispers back, "That I have ever been this happy in my life."
She smiles. "And now we are both talking like bards."
Myri targets the zombie until it drops, then shifts to Goti.
to hit1: +1 pt.blk shot, FE:Undead(+2) included, -2 Deadly Aim, -2 Rapid Shot, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Seeking
to hit2: +1 pt.blk shot, FE:Undead(+2) included, -2 Deadly Aim, -2 Rapid Shot, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Seeking
to hit3: +1 pt.blk shot, FE:Undead(+2) included, -2 Deadly Aim, -2 Rapid Shot, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Seeking
dam1: +1 bow incl, +1 pt.blank incl, FE:undead(+2) incl, +4 Deadly Aim
dam2: +1 bow incl, +1 pt.blank incl, FE:undead(+2) incl, +4 Deadly Aim
dam3: +1 bow incl, +1 pt.blank incl, FE:undead(+2) incl, +4 Deadly Aim
when shift to Goti, -2 to hit/dam unless he is some sort of undead
Kalimac quietly tightens and relaxes his grip on his lance over and over again while practicing deep breathing exercises to keep calm as he is prevented from entering the battle ahead. Attatoq paws at the stairs. Rider and mount continue to seek a way forward.
"You know Cripple Mr. Onion?" Alaric asks hopefully.
"Aye do. Shoulde get a koupla decks whaile weare en 'e citeh soh weh kann playe." Lio ponders. "Dinna knou annyunne else plahyed." She adds. "Ne'er thoughta aske."
She leans slightly into your touch, her eyes closing with pleasure.
"I do not think," she whispers back, "That I have ever been this happy in my life."
She smiles. "And now we are both talking like bards."
In what might be a small surprising move, Lio stretches up as you lean into her touch, her warm breath a moment's warning before her lips find yours.
After a long moment, "That's what we get for consorting with a talented Bard, I suppose." Lio smiles at you, one hand still around your waist, the other having caressed down your cheek, neck and along your side, to rest on your hip. "The earrings, they are very pretty on you." She says, wanting to draw out this private moment with you just a little longer.
Flaming Sphere
Fire Damage
Lio Concentration:
Goti Save:
Longbow to Hit: (+1 w/in 30 feet added)
Damage: (20x3)
Ranged Modifier: Point Blank Shot +1 hit/damage w/i 30']
Ranged Modifier: Precise Shot no penalty for shooting into melee
"Well, p'rhaps weh kann teach summa 'e otters, naue thot we' 'ave moare trav'l kompanions." Lio suggests.
Runecaster shifts a bit so he is no longer squeezing. ”That’s better,” he says as he swings his pick into Rhost. ”You know, I don’t like doing things this way. It’s crude. I much prefer spells. But you rather forced my ‘and, there.” Once again, Goti heals a small amount of damage.
Liothonae moves the Flaming Sphere so that it follows Runecaster. Once again, he is unable to dodge it at his large size, and more burns erupt on his legs. Then she fires an arrow at him, which manages to hit despite the cover he is now getting from the wall. Grayish blood drips from the wound.
Rhost swings his Earth Breaker into the zombie, breaking it in two. Both halves fall to the ground. Then he takes a step forward and swings at Runecaster. His second attack misses, but a path is finally cleared for the battle line to move forward ...
Myri fires three arrows at Goti. Only one of them manages to hit, but it is a solid shot to his hip. More blood oozes forth.
Kalimac quietly tightens and relaxes his grip on his lance over and over again while practicing deep breathing exercises to keep calm as he is prevented from entering the battle ahead. Attatoq paws at the stairs. Rider and mount continue to seek a way forward. Then, as Rhost destroys the final zombie, the way is clear. Wolf and rider rocket forward. Goti takes a swing at the Halfling as he passes, which connects.
However, thanks to Attatoq’s prodigious speed, Kalimac is still able to jab back with his lance. The blow misses, but he is now at last in an attack position.
Mel attempts to re-wrap Runecaster in her hair, but the now-enormous foe continues to shake it off.
Alaric channels, but in a stunning reversal, does so to heal.
Hrunndalf grips the greatspear lying next to him and rises to his feet.
Goti -46, +27 from size
Hrunndalf -34, and -6 from Con damage
Rhost -18
Melinda -2
Lio -6 from Con damage
Kalimac -2
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M = Melinda (on stairs)
to hit (touch)
damage (fire)
concentration:
damage:
Lio directs the sphere to continue to burn Goti while she also fires an arrow at him.
Goti Save:
Damage: Fire Damage
To Hit: (+1 w/in 30 feet added)
Damage: (20x3)
Point Blank Shot & Precise Shot
In what might be a small surprising move, Lio stretches up as you lean into her touch, her warm breath a moment's warning before her lips find yours.
Shalelu makes a soft Mmmm of pleasure during the kiss.
After a long moment, "That's what we get for consorting with a talented Bard, I suppose." Lio smiles at you, one hand still around your waist, the other having caressed down your cheek, neck and along your side, to rest on your hip. "The earrings, they are very pretty on you." She says, wanting to draw out this private moment with you just a little longer.
"Oh? Does the wealthy adventuress plan to drape her woman with jewels?" Shalelu teases. Her hand finds yours.
Myri continues to let her arrows fly.
to hit1: +1 pt.blk shot, -2 Deadly Aim, -2 Rapid Shot, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Seeking
to hit2: +1 pt.blk shot, -2 Deadly Aim, -2 Rapid Shot, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Seeking
to hit3: +1 pt.blk shot, -2 Deadly Aim, -2 Rapid Shot, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Seeking
dam1: +1 bow incl, +1 pt.blank incl, +4 Deadly Aim
dam2: +1 bow incl, +1 pt.blank incl, +4 Deadly Aim
dam3: +1 bow incl, +1 pt.blank incl, +4 Deadly Aim
"Oh? Does the wealthy adventuress plan to drape her woman with jewels?" Shalelu teases. Her hand finds yours.
"If you like." Lio smiles, yet at the same time she's perfectly serious. She takes your hand. "And fine clothes and flower garlands, and strawberries with cream. Actually the last bit sounds like fun." She grins as she blushes, thinking about you covered in strategically placed whipped cream. "I need to stop talking now, before I make an even bigger fool of myself." A small bit of laughter.
"If you like." Lio smiles, yet at the same time she's perfectly serious. She takes your hand. "And fine clothes and flower garlands, and strawberries with cream. Actually the last bit sounds like fun." She grins as she blushes, thinking about you covered in strategically placed whipped cream. "I need to stop talking now, before I make an even bigger fool of myself." A small bit of laughter.
She takes your other hand as well. "You don't have to buy me anything. I hope you know that." Her voice drops to a whisper. "But we should certainly obtain some strawberries and cream."
She takes your other hand as well. "You don't have to buy me anything. I hope you know that." Her voice drops to a whisper. "But we should certainly obtain some strawberries and cream."
"I know." Lio answers quietly, a small, yet pretty smile, touching even her eyes. "I would like that, very much." Her own voice a whisper at the last. She holds your hands, as you hold hers. Looking into your eyes.
Hrunndalf raises Þrumublað above his head and rams it into Goti's disproportionate form with all his might.
Þrumublað, two-handed, Power Attack:
To hit: (crit )
Damage: (crit )
. . . plus electric.
Rhost swings his Earth Breaker back and forth, with Runecaster in the middle.
Goti heals a tiny amount again. But realizing that individual blows with a pick, devastating as they may be, are not going to last him long now that he is faced with many foes rather than few, Runecaster attempts to defend himself while he casts some kind of area-effect spell, and utterly fails to manage it.
”Oh, crumbs,” he says, looking at the line of angered foes before him.
Lio directs the sphere to continue to burn Goti while she also fires an arrow at him. Once again he fails to avoid the fire, and once again the arrow strikes home.
Rhost swings his Earth Breaker back and forth, with Runecaster in the middle, hitting him in the ankle once with a blow that, even though glancing, still causes a crack of fracturing bone and leaves another burn.
Myri continues to let her arrows fly, one of them thudding into Runecaster's arm with a spray of silvery arterial blood.
Given the current field of battle and seeing that a successful charge is unlikely, Kalimac discards his lance for now. He draws his sword from the Scabbard of Vigor, temporarily enchanting his sword. "Runecaster, for your crimes against us, you surely shall die," intones the halfling, thereby Challenging Goti Runecaster.
And he does. With a stab from Kalimac and a vicious bite from Attatoq, Runecaster drops to the ground and perishes.
Shortly thereafter, his body shrinks back to its original size.
On and around Goti Runecaster's body, you find:
A fugitive's grenade
A scroll of animate dead
A wand of command undead with 11 charges
A masterwork pick
A masterwork heavy crossbow
19 bolts
"I know." Lio answers quietly, a small, yet pretty smile, touching even her eyes. "I would like that, very much." Her own voice a whisper at the last. She holds your hands, as you hold hers. Looking into your eyes.
"And raspberries," she says without raising the volume of her voice, her face close to your own. "Because I think you need to try them ... in cream."
Rhost drops out of Rage, and shakes his head. "Coulda gone better," he pants.
"And raspberries," she says without raising the volume of her voice, her face close to your own. "Because I think you need to try them ... in cream."
A small nearly inaudible gasp escapes from between Lio's lips. Her heart is pounding. How do you manage to be so seductive while merely holding her hands; with words alone? She licks her lips, taking a breath, unable to think straight. "I, ...ah, I..." She swallows.
Rhost drops out of Rage, and shakes his head. "Coulda gone better," he pants.
"Os gwelwch yn dda cynnal o hyd. Byddaf yn gwella i chi." She says to Rhost.
Lio pulls out the wand of cure light wounds. She will heal anyone who requires it, in conjunction with anyone else who is using a wand for healing, or if Alaric is channeling.
"Good", says Hrunndalf, "fighting," between deep breaths, "everyone."
He approaches Lio. "May I have that for a moment?"
"So what did Goti say before he died?" he asks. Little does he know.
or if Alaric is channeling.