Round 7, Initiative 10, Location J30->K30
Atol HP: 100/100 +8 temp
Angel HP: 50/50 +8 temp
Weapon Equipped = Cudgel
Conditions = Heroe's Feast (2 of 12h), Ant Haul (1 of 12h)
Channel Energy Left: 7/9
Healing Touch: none
Resistant Touch Left: 8/8
Strength Surge Left: 8/8
Bestow Resolve: 1/2
Purifying Touch: 1/1
Cudgel of the Cauldron Five (4/10)
Pearl of Power Left: first (2/2), second (1/1), third (1/1)
Cassock of the Clergy: Spark; Bless, Sanctuary (DC11)
Chainmail of Luck: Hit re-roll (1/1w)
Metamagic Rod of Silence (lesser:3) (3/3)
Metamagic Rod of Reach (normal:6) (3/3)
Spellguard Bracers (2 concentration rolls) (3/3)
Spells Remaining: (Caster Level: 13, Concentration: 20 (+2 defensively))
0) Create Water, Guidance, Light, Purify Food & Drink, Stabilize -- Arcane Mark, Detect Magic, Read Magic
1) Protection from Evil, Command, Endure Elements, Obscuring Mist, Liberating Command, Protection from Evil
2) Bull's Strength, Pilfering Hand, Restoration(lesser), Sound Burst, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
3) Remove Blindness/Deafness, Create Food and Water, Daylight, Dispel Magic, Invisibility Purge, Prayer
4) Spell Immunity, Protection from Energy Communal
5) Righteous Might
6) Find the Path, Heal
7) Grasping Hand, Summon Monster VII
(ward) or stunned.
The Archons size up the remaining Vrock (#3) with images and try to reduce them.
Atol is surprised to see the Vrock close with him. Unsure really what to do with the situation, he 5’ steps to setup a possible flank with Finneas (in the future) and weighs in with his club trying to make himself a target so Finneas can focus on killing it quickly.
Round 6, Init 24
Will save
Dyrant mentally hovers.
Dyrant continues his glare, the eyes ever unmoving.
Vrock spore damage
Dyrant Status:
AC: 19 (+5 Dex, +4 MageArmor)
HP: 104/112
Weapon Equipped = AngelRelic
Blessing of St. Cuthbert (+3 AC/Saves) = Cog/Atol
Healing Touched Today =
Favor of St. Cuthbert =
Connection Hex = Finneas
Fly: 1 of 12 minutes used
Fly, current iteration: 0 of 10 rounds used
Metamagic Rod Extend (1/3 used)
Metamagic Rod Acid (0/3 used)
Metamagic Rod Silent (0/3 used)
AngelRelic (Staff of Fire) 9/10
Wand of Displacement 5/12 charges
Wand of Fly 21/28 charges
Scarab of Protection: 20 SR & 5/12 charges
Heroism, Extended
Mage Armor
Fly (from wand)
Round 7, Init 15+ {>P19 + 40'}
Continuing to ignore the vrock, Toffitt flies up and towards the Morkoth and fires an arrow.
"Keep that vrock alive and here. I need it to find my sword."
Glimmil's fact twists in bewilderment at the blasphemous cacophony of the morkoth.
"What in Garl's Glittery Glimmers are you?!?"
Glimmil whirls his hammer a few times in his hand and imagines he's repairing the sole of a shoe for his pappy while hammering at the morkoth's fat head a few more times.
for
for
for
Glimmil Status:
HP: 129/154
AC: 32 (T 14 | FF 21) (add: +5 more vs smite opponent)
Spells:
1) [X] Divine Favor [ ] Grace [ ] Hero's Defiance [ ] Lesser Restoration [ ] Veil of Positive Energy
2) [X] Paladin's Sacrifice [ ] Litany of Righteousness [X] Shield Other
3) [ ] Magic Circle Vs Evil [ ] Sky Steed
4) [ ] Resounding Blow
Abilities:
Smite Left: 2/5
Lay Hands Left: 7/11 (6d6, +1d6 if no mercy used)
Cavalier Challenge Left: 1/1
Cog Status:
HP 108/108 +17 temp
AC 29 (T 16 | FF 23) (+3 on top of this with Dyrant's Ward)
Round 8
HP = 28/118
AC/T/FF = 27/11/27
Weapon Equipped = +1 Holy Cold Iron Greatsword
Speed = 30'
Rage/day = 14/16
Hero Points = 3
Moment of Clarity (1/rage) = 1/1
Dancing Lights (1/day) = 1/1
Ghost Sound (1/day) = 1/1
Guidance (1/rage) = 1/1
Mage Hand (1/day) = 1/1
Extracts: Enlarge Person (consumed), Barkskin (+5) (consumed)
Oracle Spells Left (CL 8, +14 melee touch, +11 ranged touch):
3 4/4 Magic Vestment, Cure Serious Wounds, Deadly Juggernaut, Dispel Magic
2 7/7 Resist Energy*, Cure Moderate Wounds*, Fog Cloud, Levitate, Minor Image, Grace, See Invisibility, Augury, Heroic Fortune
1 5/7 Divine Favor*, Shield of Faith*, Remove Fear*, Enlarge Person*, Cure Light Wounds*, Protection From Evil*, Enhance Water*
0 (at will) Purify Food and Drink*, Create Water, Stabilize, Ghost Sound*, Detect Magic, Mage Hand, Light, Spark*, Mending
* Allows save DC = 13 + Spell Level
Status Effects = Barkskin (+5), Hero's Feast, Enlarge Person, Fly, Divine Favor
"Atol, get out of there!"
Out of reach and badly hurt, Finneas pauses to heal himself.
Glimmil imagines he whirls his hammer a few times in his hand and imagines he's repairing the sole of a shoe for his pappy while hammering at the morkoth's fat head a few more times.
Toffitt trusts Finneas to finish off the vrocks and goes to help Glimmil who seems to be staring off into space. He puts and arrow cleanly into the morkoth's side.
Atol begins to wonder about the archons as their light beams seem to go everywhere except at the vrock. Through pure luck, half the beams manage to hit an images. Atol manages to hit the vrock, but it doesn't seem to do any damage.
image, but no pop
image, but no pop
image, pop
image, pop
image, but no pop
Finneas takes a moment to heal himself, hopeful that the archons can finish off the rest of the images next round.
Though frozen in the air, Dryant still stares at the morkoth.
The vrock seems confused as the half-orc doesn't attack it. With a shrug, it tries to shred apart Atol. A few claws claws get through, but Atol does not end up bleeding too profusely.
Vrock at Atol vs AC 32
hit
-
miss
-
miss
-
hit
-
hit
-
miss
-
Confirm claw crit?
no confirm
The morkoth moves to check on the success of the vrocks and clear the area before it somehow contorts its claw to form arcane signs as it casts horrid wilting on Glimmil, Dyrant, and Toffitt.
DC 22 FORT save for half.
Minute 15 - Round 8
Glimmil = 16
Toffitt = 15+
Atol = 10
Minute 15 - Round 9
Finneas = 25
Dyrant = 24
Demons = 18
- Morkoth (-4 to attacks this round, 2 STR damage & 37,40,46,34,34=-191)
spells used: unholy aura, destruction
- Vrock 1 (no images, spore, screech) (-11) (teleported away with Toffitt's sword)
- Vrock 2 (no images)(40,41,37=-118, down)
- Vrock 3 (5 images, screech) (11,5=-16)
Round 8, Initiative 10, Location K30->J24
Atol HP: 87/100
Angel HP: 50/50 +8 temp
Weapon Equipped = Cudgel
Conditions = Heroe's Feast (2 of 12h), Ant Haul (1 of 12h)
Channel Energy Left: 6/9
Healing Touch: none
Resistant Touch Left: 8/8
Strength Surge Left: 8/8
Bestow Resolve: 1/2
Purifying Touch: 1/1
Cudgel of the Cauldron Five (4/10)
Pearl of Power Left: first (2/2), second (1/1), third (1/1)
Cassock of the Clergy: Spark; Bless, Sanctuary (DC11)
Chainmail of Luck: Hit re-roll (1/1w)
Metamagic Rod of Silence (lesser:3) (3/3)
Metamagic Rod of Reach (normal:6) (3/3)
Spellguard Bracers (2 concentration rolls) (3/3)
Spells Remaining: (Caster Level: 13, Concentration: 20 (+2 defensively))
0) Create Water, Guidance, Light, Purify Food & Drink, Stabilize -- Arcane Mark, Detect Magic, Read Magic
1) Protection from Evil, Command, Endure Elements, Obscuring Mist, Liberating Command, Protection from Evil
2) Bull's Strength, Pilfering Hand, Restoration(lesser), Sound Burst, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
3) Remove Blindness/Deafness, Create Food and Water, Daylight, Dispel Magic, Invisibility Purge, Prayer
4) Spell Immunity, Protection from Energy Communal
5) Righteous Might
6) Find the Path, Heal
7) Grasping Hand, Summon Monster VII
The Archons size up the remaining Vrock (#3) with images and try to reduce them.
Ato’s ward, granted by Dyrant, fails on the first swing, but his normal armor class protects him well enough. He hears Finneas’ shout, but he hangs in none the less. Though hearing spell-pops and gasps coming from the other side of the building, Atol begins to be concerned about his hidden allies. He moves closer to them (to J24), provoking from the Vrock next to him. It doesn’t even occur to him to try and tumble out of the way of the enormous creature.
Then he does a . He only reaches himself and Finneas with his healing. He carves out the three Vrock just in case.
V2 at Toffitt vs AC 38
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V2 at Toffitt vs AC 38
Round 9, Init 15+
Toffitt clicks his heels together and fires his bow repeatedly at the Morkoth.
Active effects/conditions ablative barrier (30), ant haul, delayed consumption (freedom of movement from previous day), endure elements, fly, heroes feast, heroism, mutagen, shield
Init +12 Perception +21 Sense Motive +20
AC 38 / 39 crowd control (20 touch; 22 incorporeal; uncanny dodge)
CMB +12 CMD 32 (+10 BAB, +8 Dex, +2 Str, +2 Ring)
HP 63 (91 - 33 + 5) / 97
Fort +15 Reflex +18 Will +11 (+2 v. enchant)
Immune Poison, disease, nonlethal, cold, sleep, paralysis
Other Defenses -4 to ability damage, -2 to ability drain, 25% chance to avoid crit/precision damage
Weapon Equipped Holy composite longbow
Mutagen ACTIVE(+4 Dex, +2 AC, -2 Wis, 130 minute duration)
Elixirs
1 Ant haul ACTIVE 26 hours
- Endure elements ACTIVE 24 hours
- Enlarge person (Finneas)
- Shield (Finneas)
- Shield ACTIVE
- Touch of the sea
2 Ablative barrier 13 hours ACTIVE
- Ablative barrier 13 hours (Atol)
- Barkskin +5 (Finneas)
- Barkskin +5
- Barkskin +5
- Perceive cues
3 Heroism ACTIVE
- Resist energy, communal ACTIVE fire
- Fly ACTIVE
- Fly
- open
4 Echolocation
- Greater invisibility USED
- Death Ward
- Greater Invisibility ACTIVE
5 Delayed consumption
Hero Points 0
Controlled Rage 5 of 5 rounds used
Healing touch 40 hp of 65hp used
Boots of speed 8 of 10 rounds used
Boro Beads, lvl 1 0 of 2 used
Boro Bead, lvl 2 ready
Preserving flask Shield
Wand of fireball 22 charges
Wand of Shield 20 charges
Wand of See Invisibility 3 charges
-33 damage
"Wait! What happened to my whomping?" Glimmil asks nobody around in particular, noting that the morkoth left him floating in midair by himself for several moments.
Spotting the creature attempting a strategic withdrawal from his whompings, Glimmil quickly stows Claw-Whomper in his magical glove, touches himself for luck, has a brief flash of Skie's smile, returns his hammer to hand and flies ahead with his hammer in the lead.
"Aiieeeee!!!"
for
for
Glimmil Status:
HP: 117/154 -33 +21
AC: 32 (T 14 | FF 21) (add: +5 more vs smite opponent)
Spells:
1) [X] Divine Favor [ ] Grace [ ] Hero's Defiance [ ] Lesser Restoration [ ] Veil of Positive Energy
2) [X] Paladin's Sacrifice [ ] Litany of Righteousness [X] Shield Other
3) [ ] Magic Circle Vs Evil [ ] Sky Steed
4) [ ] Resounding Blow
Abilities:
Smite Left: 2/5
Lay Hands Left: 6/11 (6d6, +1d6 if no mercy used)
Cavalier Challenge Left: 1/1
Cog Status:
HP 108/108 +17 temp
AC 29 (T 16 | FF 23) (+3 on top of this with Dyrant's Ward)
The oddly shaped cannonball that is Glimmil flies through the air and explodes through the morkoth sending bits of claw clattering to the ground and splattering tentacles on those in the street.
Round 7, Init 24
Dyrant continues to suffer from Vrockitis. damage
Fort Save vs. Wilting.
Dyrant will cover his eyes from the resulting Glimplosion and gorebath (reminders of the Beholder).
Dyrant will fly to O25 and evil eye all the remaining Vrocks.
AC: 19 (+5 Dex, +4 MageArmor)
HP: 73/112
Weapon Equipped = AngelRelic
Blessing of St. Cuthbert (+3 AC/Saves) = Cog/Atol
Healing Touched Today =
Favor of St. Cuthbert =
Connection Hex = Finneas
Fly: 1 of 12 minutes used
Fly, current iteration: 0 of 10 rounds used
Metamagic Rod Extend (1/3 used)
Metamagic Rod Acid (0/3 used)
Metamagic Rod Silent (0/3 used)
AngelRelic (Staff of Fire) 9/10
Wand of Displacement 5/12 charges
Wand of Fly 21/28 charges
Scarab of Protection: 20 SR & 5/12 charges
Heroism, Extended
Mage Armor
Fly (from wand)
Round 9 Init 25
HP = 61/118
AC/T/FF = 27/11/27
Weapon Equipped = +1 Holy Cold Iron Greatsword
Speed = 30'
Rage/day = 14/16
Hero Points = 3
Moment of Clarity (1/rage) = 1/1
Dancing Lights (1/day) = 1/1
Ghost Sound (1/day) = 1/1
Guidance (1/rage) = 1/1
Mage Hand (1/day) = 1/1
Extracts: Enlarge Person (consumed), Barkskin (+5) (consumed)
Oracle Spells Left (CL 8, +14 melee touch, +11 ranged touch):
3 3/4 Magic Vestment, Cure Serious Wounds, Deadly Juggernaut, Dispel Magic
2 7/7 Resist Energy*, Cure Moderate Wounds*, Fog Cloud, Levitate, Minor Image, Grace, See Invisibility, Augury, Heroic Fortune
1 5/7 Divine Favor*, Shield of Faith*, Remove Fear*, Enlarge Person*, Cure Light Wounds*, Protection From Evil*, Enhance Water*
0 (at will) Purify Food and Drink*, Create Water, Stabilize, Ghost Sound*, Detect Magic, Mage Hand, Light, Spark*, Mending
* Allows save DC = 13 + Spell Level
Status Effects = Barkskin (+5), Hero's Feast, Enlarge Person, Fly, Divine Favor
Finneas goes to work on the vrock next to Atol.
The morkoth dies to Glimmil leaving Toffitt to shoot at a vrock. He clears away three of the images.
The archons try to clear the way again, but still seem to be drunk. Atol channels to keep everyone standing/flying.
Finneas almost finishes off a vrock as Kord guides his hand twice, but he is unable to get the giant turkey. He does pop the final image, though.
Dyrant stares down the remaining vrocks, but the vrocks decide to turn their attention back to the half-orc who has been killing them. Their blows are both less accurate and less powerful.
Toffitt
image, pop
image, pop
image, pop
Archons
image, pop
real, miss
real, no crit - hit for 5
real, miss
image, no pop
real, miss
Finneas
real, hit
real, hit
image, pop
V1 with -4 at Finneas
- miss
-
- miss
-
- miss
-
- hit
-
- miss
-
- miss
-
V3 with -4 at Finneas
miss
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miss
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miss
-
crit?
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miss
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miss
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Confirm crit?
crit?
Minute 15 - Round 9
Glimmil = 16
Toffitt = 15+
Atol = 10
Minute 15 - Round 10
Finneas = 25
Dyrant = 24
Demons = 18
- Morkoth (Dead)
- Vrock 1 (-4 to attacks for rest of its life)(no images, spore, screech) (-11) (teleported away with Toffitt's sword)
- Vrock 2 (no images)(40,41,37=-118, down)
- Vrock 3 (-4 to attacks for rest of its life)( images, screech) (11,5,5,38,40=-99)
Round 9 Init 16
Glimmil shakes off some of the morkoth-grisle from his hook-hammer before circling about towards the vrocks .
"Aieeeee!!!"
for
Glimmil Status:
HP: 117/154
AC: 32 (T 14 | FF 21) (add: +5 more vs smite opponent)
Spells:
1) [X] Divine Favor [ ] Grace [ ] Hero's Defiance [ ] Lesser Restoration [ ] Veil of Positive Energy
2) [X] Paladin's Sacrifice [ ] Litany of Righteousness [X] Shield Other
3) [ ] Magic Circle Vs Evil [ ] Sky Steed
4) [ ] Resounding Blow
Abilities:
Smite Left: 2/5
Lay Hands Left: 6/11 (6d6, +1d6 if no mercy used)
Cavalier Challenge Left: 1/1
Cog Status:
HP 108/108 +17 temp
AC 29 (T 16 | FF 23)
Round 8, Init 24
Dyrant flies to Q26 and continues to suffer from Vrockitis. damage.
Dyrant will evil eye all the remaining Vrocks.
Was that really a Morkoth? And we slew it so quickly...I would have liked to study that. Even spoken to it. Does it have family? How does it breed? Does it worship? Fascinating.
Round 9, Initiative 10, Location J24->I25
Atol HP: 100/100
Angel HP: 50/50 +8 temp
Weapon Equipped = Cudgel
Conditions = Heroe's Feast (2 of 12h), Ant Haul (1 of 12h)
Channel Energy Left: 6/9
Healing Touch: none
Resistant Touch Left: 8/8
Strength Surge Left: 7/8
Bestow Resolve: 1/2
Purifying Touch: 1/1
Cudgel of the Cauldron Five (4/10)
Pearl of Power Left: first (2/2), second (1/1), third (1/1)
Cassock of the Clergy: Spark; Bless, Sanctuary (DC11)
Chainmail of Luck: Hit re-roll (1/1w)
Metamagic Rod of Silence (lesser:3) (3/3)
Metamagic Rod of Reach (normal:6) (3/3)
Spellguard Bracers (2 concentration rolls) (3/3)
Spells Remaining: (Caster Level: 13, Concentration: 20 (+2 defensively))
0) Create Water, Guidance, Light, Purify Food & Drink, Stabilize -- Arcane Mark, Detect Magic, Read Magic
1) Protection from Evil, Command, Endure Elements, Obscuring Mist, Liberating Command, Protection from Evil
2) Bull's Strength, Pilfering Hand, Restoration(lesser), Sound Burst, Suppress Charms and Compulsions
3) Remove Blindness/Deafness, Create Food and Water, Daylight, Dispel Magic, Invisibility Purge, Prayer
4) Spell Immunity, Protection from Energy Communal
5) Righteous Might
6) Find the Path, Heal
7) Grasping Hand, Summon Monster VII
The Archons size up the remaining Vrock (#1) and do their best to damage him now that the images are gone.
Atol steps to Finneas (to I25) and grants him the strength of St. Cuthbert*. ”Go with god, and strike down your foes!”
Glimmil follows up his morkoth heroics by stealing Finneas's vrock.
The vrock quivers as his companions fall and the floating holy man stares at him.
Round 10
HP = 44/118
AC/T/FF = 27/11/27
Weapon Equipped = +1 Holy Cold Iron Greatsword
Speed = 30'
Rage/day = 14/16
Hero Points = 3
Moment of Clarity (1/rage) = 1/1
Dancing Lights (1/day) = 1/1
Ghost Sound (1/day) = 1/1
Guidance (1/rage) = 1/1
Mage Hand (1/day) = 1/1
Extracts: Enlarge Person (consumed), Barkskin (+5) (consumed)
Oracle Spells Left (CL 8, +14 melee touch, +11 ranged touch):
3 3/4 Magic Vestment, Cure Serious Wounds, Deadly Juggernaut, Dispel Magic
2 7/7 Resist Energy*, Cure Moderate Wounds*, Fog Cloud, Levitate, Minor Image, Grace, See Invisibility, Augury, Heroic Fortune
1 5/7 Divine Favor*, Shield of Faith*, Remove Fear*, Enlarge Person*, Cure Light Wounds*, Protection From Evil*, Enhance Water*
0 (at will) Purify Food and Drink*, Create Water, Stabilize, Ghost Sound*, Detect Magic, Mage Hand, Light, Spark*, Mending
* Allows save DC = 13 + Spell Level
Status Effects = Barkskin (+5), Hero's Feast, Enlarge Person, Fly, Divine Favor
Finneas attempts to wear down the vrock so the good Doctor can find his sword again.
Round 10
The good Doctor attempts to knock unconscious the bad vrock, firing blunt arrows at it.
Toffitt hits twice and so do most of the archons finally. Finneas finishes off the vrock, which falls to the ground and leaves a cloud of feathers in the air. Toffitt rushes to it and finds that it does still live.
The fishermen are long gone and the streets are empty except for the party and their captured demon. The lake still boils though and the city burns.
Glimmil glides down to the docks and whistles for Cog, who comes running up to his master and practically leaps into his arms.
"Were you worried, boy?"
After a brief exchange that nearly knocks Glimmil to his feet a few times, Glimmil climbs back into the saddle and picks up his previously discarded lance while the other members of the Cauldron Five regroup.
Glimmil perks up at the sight of Dyrant.
"So, that fish monster. It had a wand or something..."
Dyrant pulls out his wand and begins to heal his and other injuries. (The Vrockitis should be done soon.)
Healing
Healing
Dyrant tosses the spent want into the lake, pulling out his other one.
@Finn:
Healing
Healing
Healing
Healing
Healing
Dyrant will look for others to save as he awaits Finn's status.
Atol looks at his wand of cure light wounds and it seems so... small. None the less, he gets in line and offers healing to all takers.
"If there are pockets of Demons like this all over the city, we'd best move on and find the toughest of them and find them quickly." When folks are healed, Atol is ready to move.
While Atol waits for others to be healed, he casts Create Water to try and contain the warehouse fire next to the party. He's not trying to put it out - just keep the other warehouse from catching fire as well if he can. Well, if he can in the short time he's waiting anyway.
Toffitt leans over the unconscious vrock. "Finneas, will you help me converse with the sword thief here? Have any of you means to prevent his teleporting away?"
Atol thinks a minute, and remembers converting the spell to heal Finneas.
"Normally I could help you Doctor, but I had to heal Finneas and it seemed a good thing to convert at the time." he shifts some dirt with his boot, casts another Create Water on the nearby fire, and waits.
As the party heals and ponders how to contain and interrogate the vrock, Glimmil picks through the bits of the morkoth scattered about the street and finds the wand of lightning bolt (17 charges remaining), another wand (CMW 22 charges), a ring of protection +2, and bracers of armor +2.
Dyrant pockets the Wand of CMW to replace the one he just spent. He also places the wand of lightning and bracers in his 'sack as well for later selling.
Dyrant flies higher, trying to find the next direction to go (if this section is as saved as it can be).
Spinning around, (1=NE, 2=SE, 3=SW, or 4=Lake)...
...Dyrant realizes that the correct way to go is to the <X>, and begins to fly in that direction.
Toffitt kneels down beside the vrock. Taking out his surgical kit, he swiftly removes a half dozen of its pinions. Looking at Finneas, he winces a bit at his own cruelty. "We have a most excellent means of tracking it, wherever it should go. I'll give the pinions back when it returns my sword. Let us make this known. I need my sword back. Well, that's the best I can do, anyway. What do you all say?"
After removing several of the choicer bits and remnants of morkoth, Glimmil packs up the items and rejoins the others.
After passing them around for identification, he points the freshly discovered wand at a few of his own injuries, believing that the dangers against Cauldron are still present.
Seeing Doctor Toffitt is ready, Atol reaches down and lays his hands on the Vrock, healing it to awaken it.
He stands nearby, club at the ready, in case it fights back.
Spinning around, (1=NE, 2=SE, 3=SW, or
4=Lake)...1d3=3
...Dyrant realizes that the correct way to go is to the <X>, and begins to fly in that direction.
Dyrant meant to say he was waiting to see the result of Dr. Toffitt's surgical work before moving on, mindful that the city is in flames.
"Doctor, how long might this take? Maybe we could use magic to find the sword after we have saved this city. You know, the bow can be an effective weapon as well. Not quite as good as a stout cudgel, but effective."
When the vrock awakens, Toffitt holds its pinions up and says, "Wait a moment before you teleport away. I have here a piece of you. These will allow us to track you, wherever you should go. You'll not survive a fortnight. Fetch my sword, and you'll get these back. I've no reason to kill you if you cooperate. Understand?"
Quite probably the worst gambit I have ever heard, but how else can I make quick work of it?
The vrock's feathers shudder as it opens its eyes. It grins and dares to stand to its full height before speaking.
"Ha, ha, ha. I thought that might keep me alive. Today is not a good day to die; there is too much havoc to enjoy. It's infectious and I see you've been infected. You might be immune to my spores, but evil and chaos are much harder to resist."
The vrock pops away and the party waits almost a minute before Toffitt's sword falls point first from the sky. The demon is nowhere to be seen.
Finneas nods his agreement to help the Doctor question the vrock, but seems helpless to actually do anything. Thankfully his brains are not required in this endeavor.
*********
"I still can't believe the lake creature was real. And Glimmil killed it. Well, let's get moving, there are more demons around and it's pretty obvious they're not going anywhere."
Toffitt gratefully grasps the hilt of his sword and resolves to get a cord for it as soon as possible. Perhaps something in mithral.
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When the vrock awakens, Toffitt holds its pinions up and says, "Wait a moment before you teleport away. I have here a piece of you. These will allow us to track you, wherever you should go. You'll not survive a fortnight. Fetch my sword, and you'll get these back. I've no reason to kill you if you cooperate. Understand?"
Wait, what was that?
"Wait, you're letting him go? Why are you letting him go? I can find your sword tomorrow. Surely you can wait until tomorrow rather than let this evil into the world. At least make it promise to leave Cauldron alone!"
As the party waits for the sword to fall, Atol angrily works on the fire. He's very disappointed in Dr. Toffitt and his lust for personal possessions at the cost of letting evil into the world.
At some point his anger gets the best of him, and he returns from the fire to cudgel the good Doctor.
"It was wrong, what you did. Wrong! We do not suffer evil to live! We root it out and kill it, we do not set it free for a bauble. He's probably not even going to return it! You've set him free for no reason - no reason at all!"
Missing (I expect), Atol lets his cudgel lie impotent in his hands. He turns away and goes back to fighting the fire.
Toffitt doesn't dodge Atol's blows, which nonetheless bounce off his force shield. His face betrays little emotion. "You're right, of course. It was wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong. I only hope it paves the way for many rights. Let the next twenty dead demons be my repentance." He begins to move in the direction Dyrant has suggested.
Atol, a little surprised by Toffitt's response, shrugs with acceptance. "OK then. Let us press on to <X> that we may find your 20 demons!"
Atol quickly follows the others, running as fast as his legs will carry him as he weaves around holes in the ground, piles of debris, fires, and the like through the city streets.
Having cleared the northwest quadrant where they began and now the lake area, the party turns to the southwest part of the city. They move up from Ash Avenue to Lava Avenue away from the boiling, crashing waves of the lake. A few survivors, trapped in rubble, or the upper floors of burning buildings are found. The party easily helps them escape their predicaments and sends them on their way.
Cracks and fissures are common, but there has not been a lot of lava pouring into the city as of yet. The burning buildings seems to be caused by additional sources. The party encounters a few flaming demons that are likely part of the problem as well as a fire elemental or two. Each of them are easily dispatched by the party.
As the party clears this section of the city Elliott comes running up.
"They're safe, sir."
"Out of the city at least, past the gate." He tries to catch his breath.
"But the temple..." He looks overly dismayed.
"It's not the temple, sir, but what they are doing in there...to the people they've captured."
Dyrant, feeling a clenching panic in his gut, floats down to address Elliott.
"What temple, Elliott?" Dyrant asks through clenched teeth, fearing Elliott the Idiot the young lad might be confusing temple and church.
"Who is inside? Which Temple? What is causing trouble? OUT WITH IT!" Dryants knuckles show white, clutching the AngelRelic.
Toffitt cuffs Finneas on the shoulder and begins running towards the temple of Kord.
Glimmil's head cocks in tandem with Cog's as Elliot breathlessly relates the latest update on events within Cauldron.
His mind dances with images of odd things that acolytes may be doing with captured prisoners.
Dancing?
Playing backgammon?
Cudgeling?
Glimmil looks to Atol and Dyrant's faces and the hastily departing Toffitt and begins to open his mouth as Dyrant asks exactly the question on his mind.
Which temple...?
"Our temple! Our church! Kord's!"
"It's infested with demons or devils or I don't know. There are a dozen of them huge bat wings and skin blacker than night that drips. One of them has the head of a frog."
"They've turned the cells into cells. At least for the healthy ones."
Elliott takes another deep breath.
"Those that aren't healthy don't stay alive for long. The demons are playing games with them and the people always lose. Sometimes a hand. Sometimes an arm. But eventually their head."
"I know I should have come to find you more quickly, but I couldn't move. I was sure they would see me or hear me. I watched people die again and again and did nothing."
And before he can say another word, Elliott is nothing but a weeping boy in a man's armor.
Toffitt keeps running. He does not attempt to shoot the boy with a blunt arrow. He just keeps running.