"Err fellas, I think tha sumpin is a sneakin up on us. Hey Fang ole buddy I think this 'ere is a nice pretty toy fer ya and Im pretty sure its safe."
With a grin Urdok tosses the wand back to Fang.
Amar spins around to face Urdok. "Sneaking up on us? What?"
With a grin Urdok tosses the wand back to Fang.
Fang... (Dex Check: 1d20[12]+1=13) catches the wand/rod/inedible matter, tucks it into his belt and promptly forgets about it. Just like the Giant Black Greatsword strapped to his back...
Spot Check: 1d20[11]+3=14
"What we looking at?"
Avner is scared though he makes a show of bravado, the tunnel is birdless after all. Thunderstrike is nervous, but not as much as his master and no more now than when he was first dragged into the tunnel.
Jaden stands at the west side of the room near the throne. The rest of the party at the east near the pool and entrance, with the group of survivors scattered between.
"Aye, red, a warrior's color. It doesn't show the blood."
"Aye, red, a warrior's color. It doesn't show the blood."
it hits
it hits
Urdock dies
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Jaden stands near the throne, its skeletal occupant crumbling to dust. Impaled by a spear to the back of the throne, the bones appear thousands of years old.
The rest of the party watches Fang shake the water from his body before closing to the throne near Jaden.
To the right a large opening leads to steps going down. The stairs end at a broad platform overlooking a wide chasm. Two primitave stone statues flank the balcony, their impassive countenances caked with mildew. the chasm itself drops away into a black gulf of swiling water. Two bridges span the chasm, exiting the room through seperate double doors on the far side.
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Amar walks to the overlook to check out the view.
Fang sniffs the bones to make sure there's no meat left on them before heading down the steps to the edge of the chasm. He's not sure about the chasm, because he can't remember if he's afraid of heights or not or even what "afraid of heights" is...
Urdok takes the skull and casts light on it. Then he walks to where Fang is standing and with a grin tosses it over the edge to watch the glowing scalp fall into the abyss.
The light drops over the edge illuminating the wall as it passes. Something large and chitinous is briefly passes into the light and out again before the skull splashes into the briny water below.
spot check 10
"WOTTHEHELLISTHADOWNINTHAHOLE!!! ITSTHAOOGAHBOOGAHMONSTER!!" With a yelp Urdok leaps back from the edge pulling his scimitar free of its sheath.
"Skull fall past icky things go kerplunk!"
"Maybe icky things taste good..."
Fang backs away from the edge a little bit and moves closer to Urdok, hoping that proximity will help out his comprehension. Fang only gets about 1 in 3 words out of what Urdok says on a good day, but right now, he might as well be speaking Kuo-Toa...
Fang backs away from the edge a little bit and moves closer to Urdok, hoping that proximity will help out his comprehension. Fang only gets about 1 in 3 words out of what Urdok says on a good day, but right now, he might as well be speaking Kuo-Toa...
Made curious by Urdok's exclamation, Amar leans over the edge for a better look. There must be something contagious about the view because he develops Urdok's manner of speaking, if not his volume.
"Kord'sstrengththatsabigbug!" Amar backs rapidly away from the edge.
Fang backs away from the edge a little bit and moves closer to Urdok, hoping that proximity will help out his comprehension. Fang only gets about 1 in 3 words out of what Urdok says on a good day, but right now, he might as well be speaking Kuo-Toa...
Made curious by Urdok's exclamation, Amar leans over the edge for a better look. There must be something contagious about the view because he develops Urdok's manner of speaking, if not his volume.
"Kord'sstrengththatsabigbug!" Amar backs rapidly away from the edge.
The big bug unravels itself from the dark. It'shead is the size of a small hut, filled with two gargantuan mandibles. At least a hunrdred legs carry it to the landing by the statue. The legs seem to click on on the finished stone and the echoes make it sound like their might be a thousand legs. It is only then you realize that there is more than one of the gargantuan creatures. Another has entered the right hand bridge.
Initiative!
"I gets it, tha ones Oogah 'n the ones Boogah, thar be two offum. I toldja not ter trust a lassy tha hangs out in a broken down city wif a buncha spiders and stuff."
1d20[9]+1=10 Initiative
So many legs... So many kicks... Fang can't block all...
1d20=8 + 1 = 9
"Kord's hairy sack. Run!" Amar is as good as his word dashing toward the main body of the party in the throne room.
1d20=8 + 1 = 9
"Kord's hairy sack. Run!" Amar is as good as his word dashing toward the main body of the party in the throne room.
One of the giant creatures blocks Amar's Path back to the throne room The creatures are slow to act however, perhaps the largest meal they have seen in a while dulling their senses.
Amar looks at his short-sword and the giant insects; his quarterstaff and the giant insects; his daggers and the giant insects. Closes his eyes and wishes Farlanghn get me out of here. He opens his eyes but, regretably has not moved. "Fang, stay your hand a moment. Kord blesses you and gives you strength."
"All righty Amar ole buddy, stick yer arse ter mine n' lets get back ter the group." With a maniacal howl the crazed dwarf wreathes himself in flames in hopes the bug may be worried about snacking on something burning, and charges the bug between him and the throne room.
(As the power of the spell flows into him...)
"Arghhh!!! Fang Angry!! Fang smash!!! Fang already green..."
Fang steps forward his ripped shirt flapping in the breeze, his fists flying in deadly arcs of deadliness...
1d20[19]+10=29, 1d10[1]+7=8
1d20[17]+10=27, 1d10[6]+7=13
Fang rips off one of the legs and starts using it as a club... ;)
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"All righty Amar ole buddy, stick yer arse ter mine n' lets get back ter the group." With a maniacal howl the crazed dwarf wreathes himself in flames in hopes the bug may be worried about snacking on something burning, and charges the bug between him and the throne room.
Assuming he doesn't get burned, Amar will stay quite close to Urdok's arse.
Fang's pants turn mysteriously purple as his muscles bulge and his voice thickens. He takes two serious strikes at the gargantuan insect and sounds like stones cracking eminate from its chitinous belly. Jaden's hammer does similar work nearly twenty feet away on the other side of the creature.
with many legs churning the creature turns and bites at the lizard
Urdok tries to squeeze past the gargantuan creature and it bites at him for his effort, burning itself in the process.
The second creature hisses and rears back at the burst of violet. If you are lucky, the color signifies the first insect has claimed this teritory, if not the color could mean you are now a part of the mating ritual for centipedes.
knowledge nature check dc 12:
The survivors back toward the pool, leaving the adventurers to do what they do best. At the top of the next round, the party does.
Fang crouches, and flexes his arms in a double inward curve emphasizing his pecks and roars before smashing his giant green fists into the giant vermin.
Urdok runs his hands through his hair quickly building up a static charge, then almost daintily taps a finger to the creatures side.
1d20+5 = (20 touch attack), 5d6+3= (23 electrical dmg) Shocking Grasp, No Saves but SR applies.
Amar looks around in near panic. "TOo big. Too big to step on." Amar draws his cutlass and stabs wildly while waving his staff.
1d20+4, 1d6, 1d6=[13, 4], [4], [1] Net 17 to hit, 19 with flank, damage 4 or 5 if I can backstab on the flank.
Amar looks around in near panic. "TOo big. Too big to step on." Amar draws his cutlass and stabs wildly while waving his staff.
1d20+4, 1d6, 1d6=[13, 4], [4], [1] Net 17 to hit, 19 with flank, damage 4 or 5 if I can backstab on the flank.
ooc]I gave the flank to J&F, but if J wants to step 5 he can give it to Amar instead. This might be a good point to remind everyone about action points though. ...Or maybe there is a better opportunity later >:) [/ooc]
The beast covers the entire entrance to the throne but Amar last blow causes it to fall. As it does an opening appears if one can climb over it's twined body. Legs still twitch, in an disoncerning manner. Perhaps it is the volume of twitching legs and not the manner so much.
The second centipede climbs down the wall and crosses the bridge. It snaps at Fang with mandibles larger than the lizard himself.
Fang uses his new super-leap ability to jump the length of the centipede and land at it's tail...
Fang smashes:
Urdok rasps at the bug as small darts of pure energy fly from his twiddling fingers.
Fang uses his new super-leap ability to jump the length of the centipede and land at it's tail...
Fang smashes:
Without knowing why Fang takes the greatsword off his back and plunges it into the creature's tail. A tendril of smoke leads from Fang to the sword as the creature turns and spins throughout the fight.
Jaden watches fang drive his sword into the bug, and follows in kind with swing from his axe.
Amar runs toward Fang and the centipede. "Back to the pit you --- weird thing." He thrusts with the shortsword.
1d20, 1d6, 1d6=[7], [2], [3] 11 to hit, 13 if I can get to sneak attack. 2 normal damage, 5 if sneak attack works.
Jaden steps over the first carcass throwing himself off balance as seen when his first attack goes wide. He recovers well enough for the second blow as the axe blade bites into the exo-skeleton releasing a very earthy smell.
As he crosses under the beasts maw it snaps at him getting an enormous mouthful of empty air. The beast is too confused by the tasteless morsal to continue its attack.
Amar steps into the beast as well, metal ringing off the hard material that is its skin.
Fang looks at the sword with a kind of "where did that come from? Oh yeah..." And then attacks again.
Amar steps into the beast as well, metal ringing off the hard material that is its skin.
Amar's hand and arm go numb from the vibration. He switches to a two-handed grip.
Fang looks at the sword with a kind of "where did that come from? Oh yeah..." And then attacks again.
Amar wraps both hands around the hilt of his weapon, pausing just long enough...
Amar wraps both hands around the hilt of his weapon, pausing just long enough...
Amar thrusts twohanded with his sword trying to find a gap in the monster's chitinous armour.
1d20+6, 1d6=[2, 6], [6] 8 to hit, 6 damage , but I doubt it applies.
The howling, flaming, demon-dwarf thing pulls a small stick from his boot and slams it into the side of the creature with a loud pop.