The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

This is a high level rules light game set in a school for magical kids, kinda a mash-up of Soul Eater, Harry Potter, and X-Men. :)


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Male Fiend (Unknown) Fighter/Monk 16


Kalesril was running quickly thru the halls. A strange sight indeed with a deamon in tow. The deamon he had summmoned stopped for a moment, causing him to stop as well.

"Speak."

The deamon's fish like head moved around.

"I wont allow you to feed on anyone, now speak before I tear you apart and summon another."

A sickly sweet voice spoke with in his mind.

"More have been summoned. I sense four more. Three lesser devils, one greater devil nearly as strong as the pit fiend. The lesser three have left and are spliting up."

He cursed his luck, he had been to far from this place and being forced to enter thru the school gate had cost him time.

"Go deal with the lesser devils, devour them if you wish but harm no one else. I will deal with the others."

The deamon looked annoyed if such a creature could but it took off, taking to the air in is strange sky swimming with its tendrils waving. He headed off towards the room holding the greater devils.


Male Fiend (Unknown) Fighter/Monk 16


Growing bored the pit fiend looks over at what is left of the foolish maggot. It was the second time the mortal had made him smile. He moved over and started casting a spell. It had not been to long before the mortal was standing once more, then again he was no longer mortal. In fact what now stood before him was an undead mockery, a mohrg to serve him.


Male Half-Elf
Vakkler Relkav wrote:

While waiting for Michael, Vakkler had time to consider exactly what to discuss. He sits in his desk now, gazing upon the student with ominous calm.

Finally, he speaks. Even then, he speaks softly. "Dacamara, you are caught. I am going to take the evidence I find to the Headmaster. You have left school without permission, ignored a staff member and attempted to murder a fellow classmate, and I am certain that the Headmaster will react accordingly. Go and pack your bags."

Michael stares for a moment, but then smiles.

"Okay, I did leave school without permission, but I went to a library. I acknowledged you in the hallway and had something a bit more important to deal with than an overbearing, border-line malicious glorified teaching assistant and, finally, I want to know just who I tried to murder."


Kamenwati gasps and black lightning immolates his homework. Taron looks up worridly.

"Fiends." Is all Kam can say as he tries to hold the black lightning in.


Male Dhampir Champion of Darkness, Order of the Gunslinger initiate

Ohhh Krays isn't the only one who notices undead

Asch stops dead in his tracks as he feels his hunger pull him. It's not the warmth from blood but the cold emptiness from theundead. "Amada we have an issue." He says as he draws his caster and a blade of shadows appears in his other hand.


"I know there are demons here…"


Male Unknown 16 Invulnerable Rager/ 16 Hex Crafter Magus

While walking with Alton, Enre sees Asch with a female. Noticing that Asch had weapons out finding that out he thinks to himself "Wonder why he is armed I will ask him." He walking toward the duo while saying "Hello Asch, why do you have your weapons out?"


Male Dhampir Champion of Darkness, Order of the Gunslinger initiate

"There seems to be a breach involving a demon and it's possible he has already killed a student because I can sense an undead somewhere around. And the only necromancer I know at the school isn't on school grounds at the momment. So unless you can use that sword he does have it on him right? I'd swig eat hiding, but as for us…I have some steam I need to blow off." He says giving Enre a smile reveling his fangs.


Male Kobold Expert 6/Slayer 8
Michael Dacamara wrote:
"Okay, I did leave school without permission, but I went to a library. I acknowledged you in the hallway and had something a bit more important to deal with than an overbearing, border-line malicious glorified teaching assistant and, finally, I want to know just who I tried to murder."

Vakkler tries not to rise to the taunting. He fails.

"Glorified--you insolent BRAT! I AM A HISTORIAN! It's more than YOU shall ever be able to claim, when you have been kicked out of the one school that would put up with your brainless remarks! And you didn't even belong here! Oh yes, I know about that. Minor telekinesis is all we've seen! Pathetic! And now you're leaving, and you aught never have come, and you'll never see that tiefling wh*re of yours again!" Vakkler pauses for breath. Wait, what tiefling? Where'd that come from? "I know your type, boy, and I expect you'll not last a minute in the real world! I wonder if you're left handed? That's the first to go for stealing! Back home, you'd be out of both arms already!"
Vakkler's goals have shifted from saving his own skin to wiping that insufferable smirk off Michael's face.


Male Fiend (Unknown) Fighter/Monk 16


The pit fiend glances over at the undead.

"Go out and kill some mortals. A few zombies should get any forces out into the open."

He gestures towards the other devil.

"Go with him to see what kind of resistance we will be dealing with. But dont draw any undue attention. Let us not tip our hand."

Both the immolation devil and mohrg leave the room. The pit fiend puts up an image over the door making it appear as part of the wall outside.


Male Unknown 16 Invulnerable Rager/ 16 Hex Crafter Magus
Asch Redgrave wrote:
"There seems to be a breach involving a demon and it's possible he has already killed a student because I can sense an undead somewhere around. And the only necromancer I know at the school isn't on school grounds at the momment. So unless you can use that sword he does have it on him right? I'd swig eat hiding, but as for us…I have some steam I need to blow off." He says giving Enre a smile reveling his fangs.

Enre's eyes narrow as he hear about a demon and it already killing people. He thinks for a moment about what he had heard about them before saying "Seal Unlock Code: Bellator." When he is done speaking his mask and cloak turn into a helmet that appears to be a skull of some horned beast. He draws his sword from his back before saying "Let us go than. I can track them but we have to walk around until I can pick up their smell." Enre seems different than before with his mask and cloak gone. Any who look at him can tell he can handle himself.

Helm
Helm looks like that one.


Male Fiend (Unknown) Fighter/Monk 16


The pit fiend is flicking his claws trying to get the last bit of mortal flesh out of them. Unseen to him something seeps thru the bottom of the door it makes its way around the room and behind the devil. It quickly solidifies into a tiefling monk who waste no time in attacking the pit fiend. Dispite the blinding blows more then a few miss but not all.

Attack:

Hit
1d20 + 33 ⇒ (15) + 33 = 48
1d20 + 28 ⇒ (5) + 28 = 33
1d20 + 23 ⇒ (9) + 23 = 32
1d20 + 18 ⇒ (14) + 18 = 32
Dmg
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (6, 7) + 19 = 32
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (8, 8) + 19 = 35
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (6, 2) + 19 = 27
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (2, 7) + 19 = 28

Hit
1d20 + 33 ⇒ (8) + 33 = 41
1d20 + 28 ⇒ (14) + 28 = 42
1d20 + 23 ⇒ (12) + 23 = 35
Dmg
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (5, 1) + 19 = 25
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (5, 6) + 19 = 30
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (6, 1) + 19 = 26

Rend
1d10 + 25 ⇒ (4) + 25 = 29

Bleed
2d6 ⇒ (6, 4) = 10

Pit Fiend takes 126 dmg and is bleeding


Male Half-Elf
Vakkler Relkav wrote:
Vakkler's goals have shifted from saving his own skin to wiping that insufferable smirk off Michael's face.

Michael keeps his smirk right up to the tiefling comment. His eyes widen and the blue in his left eye takes over the iris completely. Immediately after that happens a spectral blue flame erups around his eye.

"Thank you Vakkler, really. I've been trying to decide who to go after next, and you've made the decision for me." A longsword made of shadow forms in his hand and strange armor covers his body. "Now let's see just how much of a fighter you really are."

Michael doesn't strike with the sword however, but the very walls of Vakkler's office, causing spikes and fist sized rocks to fly at him.


Imagefemale weredragon (amethyst) gestalt Soulknife17/oracle10/divine gunslinger7

Ephebe led the way back through the tunnels and up to the cliffs, happy for the chance to take to the air again. She'd always spent more time as a human than as a dragon, but lately it was becoming even rarer to get chances like this.

::Race you to the top,:: she teased, knowing full well that her speed was significantly higher than Krays's.


Male Kobold (Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle Necromancer; Champion of Death

:Oh, like that's fair:: He rockets up as fast as he can...still no where near as fast as Ephebe...


Male Dhampir Champion of Darkness, Order of the Gunslinger initiate

"Nice helmet." Asch says as he loads a shell into his caster before heSing in the direction he feels the undead in.


Male Unknown 16 Invulnerable Rager/ 16 Hex Crafter Magus

"Thanks" Enre says as he follows behind Asch smelling around as they move trying to see if he can pick up anything odd.


Male Dhampir Champion of Darkness, Order of the Gunslinger initiate

Well.…I got to go to work so leave Asch some gifts to play with….


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

Ryuzo is sitting in his room, enjoying his new power, his pseudi-illusory doubles patrolling the school, when he sees a shimmer of a form pass by one of them. He concentrates and focuses on that clone, and realizes he can jump to it...he does so and penetrates the veil seeing a bone devil trudge down the hall. "This can't be good" he thinks to himself. He starts to get a bit worried, when a wave of confidence hits him. He decided to go mess with them...

From afar, Deception watches her Knight...curing him of his hesitance... "Show me what you can do..."


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

He goes on his hunt for the devils, sending his tow other selves to go look for familiar faces. When he spies the mohrg moving about, he makes himself look like a school girl. He runs across the creature and screams, and then runs...hoping the creature will pursue an easy target...
Disguise 1d20 + 45 ⇒ (8) + 45 = 53

Bluff 1d20 + 53 ⇒ (1) + 53 = 54

He will move at a pace that keeps him just out of arm's (or tongue's) reach, and right into an awaiting Enre and Asch...now he can see what they can do as well...


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

[CLONE 2]
...
Takes the form of a Bone Devil (sight, sound, and scent), and finds Jeran and his crew.

He walks in and spies them, and says simply, "Worthless. We'll save the weakest for last..." And turns invisible, and leaves the room.
Disguise 1d20 + 45 ⇒ (16) + 45 = 61

Bluff 1d20 + 53 ⇒ (9) + 53 = 62

The Ryuzo clone races down the hall at his speed (110), leaving a scent trail to a real bone devil...he uninvises, gives the bone devil a big kiss, then winks out of existence, recalled by his master...


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

[CLONE 1]
Waits and watches near the headmaster's office, waiting for faculty response to the situation...


Male Unknown 16 Invulnerable Rager/ 16 Hex Crafter Magus

Enre watches as a girl runs toward him and Asch being chased by a undead. He lifts his sword before his face and it beings to glow. He than moves to attack the undead.

Put Keen on the sword.
Power Attack and Damage Roll
1d20 + 28 ⇒ (18) + 28 = 463d8 + 37 ⇒ (4, 6, 1) + 37 = 48

Crit Confirm:1d20 + 28 ⇒ (13) + 28 = 41
Going to assume that hits.
3d8 + 37 ⇒ (3, 1, 4) + 37 = 45

93 Damage


From within the hallways a trio of screams seem to echo as Matthias, Gwenne, and Tal find themselves cornered by the immolation devil. Even terrified out of his mind, Matthias stays in front of his younger siblings, even as he closes his eyes and waits for the immolation devil's strike.

It doesn't come.

Cracking an eye open, Matthias cries out in relief when he sees his father has caught the immolation devil's attack.

"You made a big mistake coming to my school, and a fatal one attacking my children." Ryo says in a soft, eerily calm voice.


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Male Kobold Expert 6/Slayer 8

"Wha--augh!"
Vakkler leaps under his desk, dodging all but the first few rocks. I'm assuming something like 20 damage is reasonable? I wasn't given any proper guideline. Down there, he lets his military mind take over.
The kobold draws out a huge, frail-looking contraption. Whatever it is, it's already loaded. "So you want a fight, you little arklers?"
That slur was last seen on page thirty-six.


Male Fiend (Unknown) Fighter/Monk 16


The pit fiend roars as he backs away from the sudden assult.

AoO:

1d20 + 33 ⇒ (8) + 33 = 41
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (4, 1) + 19 = 24

The strike lands but the devil keeps backing away to get a clear view of his attacker. He eyes the monk as he cast a spell over himself.

"How dare a pitiful half breed attack me, are you one of the so called redeemed?"

Kalesril gives him an uninterested look.

"You know nothing devil, you dont even know your own history. You are all ill bred scum, lowlier then any mortal. Your kind was allowed to do as they pleased, we care nothing for the actions of fools. But then you had to mess with me. Even as I am now you are nothing before me. Enjoy your demotion, I can only hope you'll end up a lemure."

Kalesril says nothing more darting forward to renew his attack.

Attack:

Hit
1d20 + 33 ⇒ (16) + 33 = 49
1d20 + 28 ⇒ (10) + 28 = 38
1d20 + 23 ⇒ (19) + 23 = 42
1d20 + 18 ⇒ (20) + 18 = 38
Dmg
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (7, 4) + 19 = 30
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (2, 8) + 19 = 29
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (4, 4) + 19 = 27
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (4, 7) + 19 = 30

Hit
1d20 + 33 ⇒ (10) + 33 = 43
1d20 + 28 ⇒ (2) + 28 = 30
1d20 + 23 ⇒ (11) + 23 = 34
Dmg
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (6, 1) + 19 = 26
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (5, 4) + 19 = 28
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (8, 5) + 19 = 32

Rend
1d10 + 25 ⇒ (5) + 25 = 30

Bleed
2d6 ⇒ (4, 1) = 5

Crit
1d20 + 23 ⇒ (16) + 23 = 39
1d20 + 18 ⇒ (18) + 18 = 36
Crit Dmg
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (6, 1) + 19 = 26
2d8 + 19 ⇒ (3, 7) + 19 = 29

The pit fiends magical protection falls after the fist strike as Kalesril's fist dispels it. The rapid strikes that fall tear the fiend apart until nothing but hunks of meat are left. Kalesril knew better then to leave them be, he retrieved the silver longsword that the summoner had threated the devil with. He stabbed the largest chunk and called on the swords holy power. What was left of the fiend burned away into nothing. He placed the sword on his hip in case he needed it for another devil and took off to find the rest.

Pit fiend took 227 dmg and got wasted. XD


Male Half-Elf

I was actually hoping this fight could be more cinematic, but that seems about right.

"Yeah, I want to fight." Michael replies calmly, looking at the contraption with contempt. "You insulted some one I love, and for that you are going to pay. Take your best shot!"

So, what are the chances Vakkler's ammo can get through solidified shadows, an energy shield, and black diamonds all mixed together?


Image
Ryuzo Kato wrote:

[CLONE 2]

...
Takes the form of a Bone Devil (sight, sound, and scent), and finds Jeran and his crew.

He walks in and spies them, and says simply, "Worthless. We'll save the weakest for last..." And turns invisible, and leaves the room.
Disguise 1d20+45

Bluff 1d20+53

The Ryuzo clone races down the hall at his speed (110), leaving a scent trail to a real bone devil...he uninvises, gives the bone devil a big kiss, then winks out of existence, recalled by his master...

Jeran stands up.

"Stay here," he growled to his overeager pack before stalking out of the room after the devil. Honestly he didn't trust them to fight something like this...one of these idiots would get the idea in their head to join forces instead of destroying it and then all of his work would be for nothing.

He followed the scent trail easily, confronting the bone devil boldly.

"Hey, ugly! Time to dance."

He seemed to be coming in from the right, but actually appeared on the left as he threw a punch meant to end things as quickly as they began.

To hit: 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (16) + 28 = 44
Damage: 1d10 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17, 16d8 ⇒ (8, 2, 4, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 4, 4, 5, 2, 5, 6, 1, 4) = 56
His punch overcomes hardness and DR


Image

Ugh. Terrible rolling. Only 73 damage. Guess the devil dodged a bit.


Male Kobold Expert 6/Slayer 8
Michael Dacamara wrote:

I was actually hoping this fight could be more cinematic, but that seems about right.

"Yeah, I want to fight." Michael replies calmly, looking at the contraption with contempt. "You insulted some one I love, and for that you are going to pay. Take your best shot!"

So, what are the chances Vakkler's ammo can get through solidified shadows, an energy shield, and black diamonds all mixed together?

Not too great, although some of the bolts are magic. Not that Vakkler knows that.

I understand the wish for a cinematic battle, and will do my best. This is a +2 weapon, if it matters.
On a good day, Vakkler would go to great lengths to avoid seriously injuring a student.
Does this look like a good day to you?
The kobold leaps up and opens fire. Two bolts streak out, resembling less mundane ammunition and more magic missiles. A silvery aura flashes into being around them as they are inches away from Dacamara.

1d100 ⇒ 56


Male Fiend (Unknown) Fighter/Monk 16


Kalesril had left without examining the summoning circle closely. The summoner had focused so much on power that the same lack of stability that allowed the pit fiend to break free had also failed to completely close the connection. As such certain beings could exploit it, not just devils. In a flash of hellfire a second pit fiend breaks thru, it seems to smell the air.

"Well thats what he gets for not concealing himself properly."

The pit fiend snaps its claws. An immolation devil appears.

"Get to work on that rift. If anything other then a devil comes out of it then let it thru. Any devils are ordered to reinforce this room. We cant allow the rift to be closed."

The pit fiend cast a number of spells on itself then shifts into the form of a human mage. He leaves the room to explore. The immolation devil summons six bone devils to stand guard. The rift seems to twist and a Keketar breaks thru, it destroys two bone devils before being driven off and out into the school.


Male Half-Elf
Vakkler Relkav wrote:

On a good day, Vakkler would go to great lengths to avoid seriously injuring a student.

Does this look like a good day to you?
The kobold leaps up and opens fire. Two bolts streak out, resembling less mundane ammunition and more magic missiles. A silvery aura flashes into being around them as they are inches away from Dacamara.

The bolt strike Michael dead on and he grunts in pained surprise.

"Well, that was a lucky shot. Here's mine!" He throws the shadow sword at Vakkler, intent on trying to pin him to the wall with a blade through his intestines.


Male Kobold Expert 6/Slayer 8

Vakkler ducks under the desk just in time, and feels one of his horns get sliced off. "Sharp weapon, brat! My bolts are sharper, though!"
The kobold jumps back up and fires again. He means to fire twice, but what comes out of the ballista shocks him so much he doesn't even remember to take cover.
He didn't notice the last bolts' odd power in the heat of battle, but this is different. This bolt is flashing a very intense blue, like a strobe light. "What--"

It's an icy burst effect. Vakkler had one of his magic bolts in the quarrel.


Male Half-Elf

Temporarily blinded by the flashing light, Michael covers his eyes with an arm and takes the bolt to his chest. The bolt itself bounces off harmlessly, but the inch of ice that creeps across the armor stays behind.

"That was c-c-cold, Vakkler. T-thought reptiles hated the c-cold?" Michael says as he starts throwing shadow daggers with a bit less precision thanks to the chill he's trying to ignore.
A good thing to remember: Elemental damage is more effective than weapon damage at the moment.


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

Summons a replacement for clone 1, and sends him to look for Kitty and Micheal...


Male Kobold Expert 6/Slayer 8
Michael Dacamara wrote:

Temporarily blinded by the flashing light, Michael covers his eyes with an arm and takes the bolt to his chest. The bolt itself bounces off harmlessly, but the inch of ice that creeps across the armor stays behind.

"That was c-c-cold, Vakkler. T-thought reptiles hated the c-cold?" Michael says as he starts throwing shadow daggers with a bit less precision thanks to the chill he's trying to ignore.
A good thing to remember: Elemental damage is more effective at the moment.

Vakkler recovers from his shock and moves fast, but not fast enough. "SSSss!"

Two knives have caught him. One in his side and one in his shoulder. He groans. "And I thought..."
He doesn't finish. He drops the ballista--useless when he can't use an arm--and pulls from a pocket a slender whistle. He crawls further under the desk and struggles to stay conscious.
He gives the whistle a blow, and it emits a squeak. "It's...you're going to start killing, then? That...the plan?"


A silvery bit of slime slithers through the floorboards, into the sewer. Sticking to the walls, through pipes, undo mechanism, redo mechanism, sink, under feet, around food, up walls, onto rafters, target located.
Slarrow blinks as the slime slithers on to his back and whispers something in his ear.
Then the little frog leaps down, lands in a huge and highly convenient bowl of jello and hops at top speed to the exit.


Male Kobold Expert 6/Slayer 8

Vakkler reaches into his pack and pulls out a pair of gooey bags.


Male Half-Elf
Vakkler Relkav wrote:
"It's...you're going to start killing, then? That...the plan?"

Vakkler can't see it from under the desk, but Michael shrugs.

"I don't know yet." Stone stealthily slides out of the floor to create a cage around Vakkler while Michael talks. "I've got to see who I can find first, and then it all depends on whether or not I'm in a good mood. Are you giving up, Professor Relcav?"


Male Kobold Expert 6/Slayer 8
Michael Dacamara wrote:
Vakkler Relkav wrote:
"It's...you're going to start killing, then? That...the plan?"

Vakkler can't see it from under the desk, but Michael shrugs.

"I don't know yet." Stone stealthily slides out of the floor to create a cage around Vakkler while Michael talks. "I've got to see who I can find first, and then it all depends on whether or not I'm in a good mood. Are you giving up, Professor Relcav?"

Vakkler watches the stone very warily. He knows his desk is strong, but it's still wood. If Dacamara attempts to crush him...

But he's a teacher.
"I. Am. In. Charge."
He struggles to form a plan. The floor can't be destroyed. The stone has him trapped.
Or does it?
After all, he is a kobold. Mining the cage itself can't work, but...
The kobold quietly procures a pick.


And with slightly less quiet...
CLANG
BANG
GONG
CLING

Profession (miner): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19


Image (doesn't have wings)

Kitty had just finished getting dressed for PE when she hears screaming in the hallways and runs out to see what's going on. She sees some sort of devil or demon (being a tiefling you'd think she'd know better, but she'd never really studied that part of her heritage) chasing a group of students down the hall. She throws a barrage of shuriken at it and then starts running away in a different direction than the others, making sure to keep tossing weapons at it so that it chased her and let the other students get away.


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

Kitty will see Ryuzo wandering the hall...


Image (doesn't have wings)
Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Kitty will see Ryuzo wandering the hall...

"Run!" she yells, moving quickly as the creature is close behind her.


Male Half-Elf
Vakkler Relkav wrote:
"I. Am. In. Charge."

"Whatever you need to tell yourself." Michael says with another shrugs before he...

.... wrote:

And with slightly less quiet...

CLANG
BANG
GONG
CLING

...stops. What in the world is Vakkler doing?

"Heh, shaking so much you're causing your desk to rattle? I thought you were the teacher who was supposed to inspire fear, not give in to it." Michael taunts.


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

[Clone 1]
Passionlessly watches Kitty run by, then seems to suddenly be filled with life
"Kitty?!"
He sees the demon run by and snarls, as a tangible force roils from him..
"No. You. Don't."
A minor concussive blast takes place as Ryuzo (no longer the clone) assumes his were-mole form. He surveys the devil and lets it close, then opens a can on it
Flurry of blows, with a 5' dimension hope between. A feat allows him to flank for himself, so on every strike but the first, he'll get SA damage...

Spoiler:
Hit 1: 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (13) + 30 = 43
Hit 2: 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (5) + 30 = 35
Hit 3: 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (20) + 30 = 50
Hit 4: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (3) + 25 = 28
Hit 5: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (16) + 25 = 41
Hit 6: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (16) + 20 = 36
Hit 7: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (17) + 20 = 37
Hit 8: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (17) + 15 = 32

Ignores 10 DR and hardness

Damage Hit 1: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (7, 7) + 14 = 28
Damage Hit 2: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (7, 4) + 14 = 25 and 8d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 4, 5, 4, 3, 6, 4) = 30
Damage Hit 3: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (8, 4) + 14 = 26 and 8d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 3, 5, 6, 1, 2, 2) = 26
Damage Hit 4: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (4, 4) + 14 = 22 and 8d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 2, 3, 1, 1, 4, 3) = 19
Damage Hit 5: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (2, 6) + 14 = 22 and 8d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 2, 1, 1, 3, 4, 6) = 25
Damage Hit 6: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (6, 1) + 14 = 21 and 8d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 2, 2, 5, 2, 1, 1) = 19
Damage Hit 7: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (5, 3) + 14 = 22 and 8d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 2, 6) = 23
Damage Hit 8: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (7, 4) + 14 = 25 and 8d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 2, 3, 3, 2, 1, 3) = 19

Crit confirm:
Hit 3: 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (9) + 30 = 39
Damage Hit 3: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (1, 2) + 14 = 17 and 8d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 3, 6, 2, 3, 1, 3) = 21


Male Dhampir Champion of Darkness, Order of the Gunslinger initiate

Asch starts to move into position to flank the undead until Enre shears in clean in two.[i] "Stop stealing all the fun..." [He says until he spies a bone devil with his arcane sight and fades into the shadows t oappear next to the devil shadow blade flashing.


activate deadly focus
attack shadowblade:1d20 + 30 ⇒ (14) + 30 = 44
damage shadowblade:1d4 + 19 ⇒ (3) + 19 = 22

attack Caster:1d20 + 20 ⇒ (13) + 20 = 33
SR:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (12) + 16 = 28
Force blast:10d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 2, 3, 6, 1, 3, 3, 6, 4) = 37

attack Caster:1d20 + 20 ⇒ (3) + 20 = 23
SR:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (18) + 16 = 34
Force blast:10d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 1, 5, 3, 2, 2, 4, 2, 5) = 26

attack Caster:1d20 + 20 ⇒ (17) + 20 = 37
SR:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
Force blast:10d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 6, 3, 6, 2, 3, 4, 3, 2) = 37

attack Caster:1d20 + 17 ⇒ (10) + 17 = 27
SR:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (13) + 16 = 29
Force blast:10d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 3, 1, 6, 5, 1, 1, 2, 4) = 30

attack Caster:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
SR:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17
Force blast:10d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 4, 1, 4, 6, 3, 5, 2, 3) = 37

attack shadow dagger:1d20 + 25 ⇒ (2) + 25 = 27
damage:1d4 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18

[i]Leaving nothing remainne.


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Kitty watched wide-eyed as Ryuzo decimated the fiend.

"Thank, Ryuzo," she said, slightly winded from running for her life.

"Heh. Guess all that training in advanced PE paid off after all. I was able to lead him away from the others without getting torn to bits. Though I'm not sure how much longer I could have kept it up." ^.^


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja

He quickly takes his Human form again.
"You did very well" He says with a smile. "Being one on a very short list of folks I consider friends, I came looking for you and Michael...Do you know where he is?"


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:

He quickly takes his Human form again.

"Being one on a very short list of folks I consider friends, I came looking for you and Michael...Do you know where he is?"

She shook her head. "We were on our way to class, but he said something about needing to see a teacher about something. I'm hoping he's safe. And now that I'm not being chased by that thing I was planning on going to look for him."

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