Great Speaker! Honored Speaker. If the lands of Qualinost fall, so too shall the lands of the humans. While it grieves me that our cousins in the lands of Silvanesti can fall, if we can win you time to escape, then so beat it. E'li, Quen Illumini and Solinari, will go with their people.
Jakun actually chuckles at the pronouncement, "As I told my fellow Wizards so shall I tell you. There is no hiding. If you are not safe here where shall you be safe?
Silvanesti has fallen, Qualinesti will now be abandoned. You will run but where will you run to? How far can you get if these armies seek your destruction? Evil humans, goblins, hobgoblins, dragon men, Dragons and the Gods know what else will pursue you.
Together with humans and other races perhaps you can resist. Separately, they will destroy you all.
As my friend have stated, we will fight. I wish you would join us".
Jakun says no more.
The half-elf will look at the Red Robe and dioscretly shake her head no.
The Speaker of the Suns said nothing in answer to Jakun, passing over his words with a sad silence.
Shortly thereafter, Laurana saw the Companions back to their lodgings. By then the night had truly fallen upon Qualinost, though silvery lights glinted in the trees and the stars shone on quartz walls. A sad song issued from within and above the many buildings:
And leaves the dozing sun dappled with fireflies, deep'ning in gray.
Now sleep, our oldest friend, lies on the deepwood trees and calls us in.
The leaves are fiery cold; they blaze into ash at end of year.
The birds caress the wind; they wheel to the north when autumn ends.
The day grows dark with sunset's pyre; so we await the sun's green fire upon the trees.
The wind blows through the days, by season, by moon; great kingdoms rise.
The breath of fire flies; the trees of mankind fade in a word.
Now sleep, our oldest friend, lies on the deepwood trees and calls us in.
The age! The thousand lives of men and their tales go to their graves;
But we, the people long in poem and story, fade from the song.
The Companions found their clothes cleaned, their blades sharpened, bows restrung, and everything in far better state than they left it. The elf princess bid them a good night and took her leave. A dozen heartbeats later the night's stillness shattered against a sharp, echoing scream.
The half elf will join in the sad song.
Thalasi elevas, ki valinost, quenta solari nen heth y thon. Valthonis esth, pleni sahr rei, quali a reth, sha-rea she sings in the language of her fathers.
Jakun will spring up, "Hurry my friends, if there are attacks against the elves we must aid them regardless of whatever decisions they have made!"
Jakun casts Haste on the group.
I'll do some sneaking! With that he slips off into the shadows.
+3 more if encountering traps
Caitlyn's blood ran cold, surely the enemy couldn't be here already?!
She nodded at her companions and set off in the direction scream, words went needed, they were already in motion.
perception
The Companions rushed out of their comfortable lodging to find the Dragonarmy had come to Qualinost. In the distance, a two-legged dragon with wings spread filled the path. The same officer from the slave caravan rode on its back, Fewmaster Toede. Between him and them stood two ranks of unfamiliar draconians, these winged and with sleek bodies covered in dull copper scales. Three turned at once to attack the Companions, while the others crowded in near Toede.
Between the draconians and the two-legged dragon, Thistletorp and Caitlyn saw Laurana. Even as they watched, Toede chortled as she climbed hesitantly on the wyvern's back. The creature roared, a faint imitation of a proper dragon's cry but loud all the same, as Laurana mounted it.
Nobody's going to beat a 35 and see Thistle, except maybe the Nope.
Inits:
never flat-footed
Wyvern awaits orders from slow-ass Toede.
Silent as shadows, Thistletorp sneaks through the shrubbery to lay in wait, finding the precise time and target to strike!
Unseen, Thistletorp ghosted forward through the underbrush.
"Attack! Kill them all! Defend your master!" Fewmaster Toede shouted at the draconians. He spurred his wyvern and the creature's wings beat as it leaped from the ground.
Percs vs. Thistle.
damn that kender's good
Jakun narrows his eyes as the young elven woman mounts the small dragon, he is not sure what is going on but he knows that the creature must not be allowed to leave with her.
He begins casting one of his mightiest spells at the Wyvern.
Lightning Bolt
This situation sucked, the eleven princes being led away by that hideous Toede! Caitlyn eyed the distance between herself and the Wyvern. The beast was clearly overloaded and pounding it's wings like mad, but it was just too far and besides there were half a dozen unfamiliar Draconians between her and them.
She bristled with frustration and her knuckles cracked as she tightened her grip on the pommel of her hammer. A new type of Draconian, it would pay to test them out before giving into the fierce joy of the battle dance. She danced forwards and swung at the nearest draconian!
Take heart, Caitlyn, all is not lost, the power of Paladine is with us to protect us and guide us and to help defeat the power of evil. offering an inspiring word to Caitlyn.
Inspiring Word (6/day) (Sp) Target receives +2 on attack, skill checks, ability checks and saving throws
for 2 rds.
Blurring with his own spell-speed, Jakun spoke a second incantation. A stroke of lightning flashed from his hands into the air, striking the wyvern in its chest. The shock paralyzes its wings for an instant and the wyvern crashes, bringing Toede and Laurana to a hard landing.
Caitlyn raced forward and swung her long hammer. It caught the draconian she marked a glancing blow. The dragonman closed on her and slashed with a dripping blade, delivering a small cut. Caitlyn distantly felt the skin around the cut go slightly numb.
The rest of the front rank closed on Jakun and Mariel. Spell-speed helped Jakun dodge the dripping blades, but Marial took a deep cut to her arm and felt her muscles stiffening. Undeterred, she spoke: "Take heart, Caitlyn, all is not lost, the power of Paladine is with us to protect us and guide us and to help defeat the power of evil." Her words, backed by Paladine's grace, inspired the warrior.
Mitten's blade gleamed with the Bison God's power as he roared and carved deep into the draconian that cut Mariel. The dragonman staggered, but refused to fall.
Roaring again, the wyvern once more took to the air.
11 damage
oh dear, down on the ground.
Toede and Laurana take that too.
Dracs v.Caitlyn
hit
she's fine
Drac v. Jakun
miss
Drac v. Mariel
she's flatfooted, but has the haste bonus. So that's exactly a hit.
Mariel suffers , taking her to 5 Dex. She needs to make 5 more saves for the poison to run its course. On the subsequent saves, if she fails she'll suffer 2d6 minutes of paralysis.
The other three go for ranged, vs. Mittens.
all misses
Round 2 opens with the Wyvern, which is not wasting any time waiting for Toede this time.
On her turn the Revered Daughter will take a 5 step back so that the draconian cannot interrupt her spell
E'li, Valiant Warrior, allow your glory to shine through your unworthy servant that these creatures that are the children of the Dragon Queen might be stopped
She casts lesser angelic aspect which does:
You take on an aspect of an angelic being, including some of its physical characteristics. You gain low-light vision, resistance to acid 5, resistance to cold 5, and the benefits of protection from evil.
Nope, it's flying again. Jakun just knocked it out of the air and did some damage.
If the wveryn is not able to get away but not too far off the ground she will cast Burst of Radiance
Grasping her platinum medallion, the Revered Daughter will summon down the fury of the Valiant Warrior on the dragon beast.
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, M/DF (a piece of flint and a pinch of silver dust)
EFFECT
Range long (400 ft. + 40 ft./level)
Area 10-ft.-radius burst
Duration instantaneous
Saving Throw Reflex partial; Spell Resistance yes
DESCRIPTION
This spell fills the area with a brilliant flash of shimmering light. Creatures in the area are blinded for 1d4 rounds, or dazzled for 1d4 rounds if they succeed at a Reflex save. Evil creatures in the area of the burst take 1d4 points of damage per caster level (max 5d4), whether they succeed at the Reflex save or not.
damage DC 16
If it is too high and might die from the spell she will do the previous action.
Thistletorp bursts from the underbrush like a spinniing top, his twin blades slashing out at the draconian.
Thistletorp bursts from the underbrush like a spinniing top, his twin blades slashing out at the draconian.
** spoiler omitted **
Thistletorp emerged from the brush and cut down the draconian he flanked with Caitlyn with three smooth thrusts. Even as the dragonman fell, his body melted into a pool of green acid that splashed over Thistletorp's legs.
Damn, kender
Jakun takes a 5' step backwards and launches into another offensive spell to ground the Wyvern.
Magic Missile
One of the Draconians was falling upon Jackun, Caitlyn pirouetted it on one foot and bashed it repeatedly from behind. Her hammer striking with the force of an anvil blow!
Toede yelled for the wyvern to fly as Jakun pelted it with forcebolts, each striking a different sensitive spot. The dragon crashed to the ground again, giving Laurana and Toede a second hard landing.
"Kill the women! Toede ordered.
Her battle fury on her and adorned with spell-speed and holy blessing, Caitlyn swung her hammer twice. The first blow nearly slew the draconian that menaced Jakun. The second finished the job. Like the first it fell in a spray of acid, but the long handle of Caitlyn's hammer kept her clear of it.
Mariel suffered a second slash at the Fewmaster's order, fortunate that whatever poison dripped from the blade had been spent. The others fired arrows at Caitlyn, but she suffered the merest of scratches for the small hail.
The Revered Daughter reached up to hold her medallion of faith but just as her fingers reached it and her lips opened in prayer her muscles froze solid, leaving her mute and helpless.
twice in a row
And draconians. 1 to Mariel
3 shots for Caitlyn
hit
And Mariel needs her second fort save, DC 12
oh dear, secondary effect. Mariel is paralyzed minutes. So no spells from her. :(
Directly adjacent. Go nuts. :)
"No hurt mittens friend. Mittens smite you with kori joleth power, the minotaur said, his blade gleaming as he slashed into the draconian that had twice injured Mariel. He cut it down with a single blow.
Roaring its hatred, the wyvern again took to wing, this time flying forward as it ascended so quickly that Toede and Laurana scrambled to maintain their seats as it rose high above.
Realized I'd been cheating the wyvern out of some movement.
The Revedred Daughter will ask Paladine to help, even if her lips cannot move, her prayers can reach the heavens
Thistletorp smiles and slips backwards to disappear into the bushes.
Mariel silently prayed for deliverance as Thistletorp vanished into the brush again. Beating its great wings, the wyvern began to fly away with Princess Laurana still on its back. The draconians looked up as it rose and fought with renewed desperation.
Percs:
Thistletorp is a ghost.
Jakun casts Fly on himself and ascends to give chase.
Jakun worked more magic and flew into the air. He willed himself straight up, but couldn't maintain his concentration on the spell and keep control at the same time and fell back on a tight, ascending spiral.
Ok, let's see if I can do this right. :)
A straight up ascent requires a Fly check, DC 20. Otherwise he's got to go at a 45 degree angle. Also ascent is half speed, so he can do 30 either way.
He'll have to spiral up this round.
The enemies within her reach having fallen, Caitlyn found herself running. Her legs propelling her forwards towards the remaining clump of Draconians. Stopping just short of the lead Draconian, Caitlyn flicked her hammer forwards. It wasn't an elegant attack, but if it connected it would be with terrible force!
Caitlyn ran forward, swinging her hammer in a steely arc that nearly reaped the life of a draconian. In desperation and pain, the creature threw off its bow and hastily drew a blade, slashing at her in a wild motion. The blade left a light cut on her hand, barely enough for Caitlyn to feel.
The other two dropped their bows in favor of blades, liberally licking the metal.
Meanwhile, Mariel silently prayed and cursed the draconians.
hit
No poison because it didn't have time to lick.