Grigor takes a 5 foot step in and attacks with his ancient blade.
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Confirmation (like that will be needed)
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Confirmation (like that will be needed) Second
Round 1:
Windle is unaffected by the unnatural creature's stench. He whispers to his bow: "Death to aberrations!" Then he, too, takes a short step before loosing a quick pair of arrows at the ancient horror.
Even the summoned frogs seem loath to remain close to the hideous aberration. Mireza keeps her eyes fixed on the frog-covered spawn, her will forbidding the amphibians to flee, and tries to slip lightly away from the hulking monstrosity.
Valiard stands back up, potions in hand, takes one look up the hallway to where the sounds of fighting are coming from and turns to look at the door that Crove was trying to go through.
I have no idea what is going on up there...and I don't belong standing side by side with the Crow...I think that I need to see if I can get behind whatever it is up that way stinking up the place.
I wonder if I can get past the creature.
Moving as smoothly and stealthily as possible, Valiard moves back up the hallway to get his first look at the challenging creature and to see if he can find a way to move past it.
Round 2: The Heroes of Carrion Hill
Seeing the massive beast before them, Iozef is taken aback by the monstrosity. "Oh my... Pharasma's blessing upon us all. We are surely going to need it." His holy symbol firmly in hand, Iozef calls forth healing to all who need it.
Iozef can’t recall any relevant information about this monstrosity.
Grigor takes a step in and attacks with his ancient blade. His first blow connects and he feels the blade shudder in pleasure as it slices deep in the horror’s alien flesh.
Windle is unaffected by the unnatural creature's stench. He whispers to his bow: "Death to aberrations!" Then he, too, takes a short step before loosing a quick pair of arrows at the ancient horror.
Mireza remains protected Iozef’s previous protective incantation.
Even the summoned frogs seem loath to remain close to the hideous aberration. Mireza keeps her eyes fixed on the frog-covered spawn, her will forbidding the amphibians to flee, and tries to slip lightly away from the hulking monstrosity.
I wonder if I can get past the creature. Moving as smoothly and stealthily as possible, Valiard moves back up the hallway to get his first look at the challenging creature and to see if he can find a way to move past it.
As Valiard tries to get past it, the alien horror seems to sense it.
Despite its awareness that Valiard is present, its tentacle miss the herbalist, but he cannot go further.
Round 2: The Spawn of Yog-Sothoth
The alien horror shrieks at you in defiance, its numerous mouths grinning with mad glee as tentacles lash here and there, looking for limbs to grab. Its head lurches back, then springs forth, like a coiled snake, its huge mouth aiming for the Crow’s stomach.
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The head is easily blocked, but two tentacles slip underneath and lash at Grigor’s leg, drawing blood
Valiard, despite his cover, and Iozef, also get lashed at. The beast’s strokes are accurate despite the chaos that surrounds it, and the strikes find their mark.
The conjured frogs leap and bite all over the alien body,
Grigor continues hacking away
1st (add in the -2 to the final results
Conversion (add in the -2 to the final results
2nd (add in the -2 to the final results
Conversion (add in the -2 to the final results
Round 2:
Windle sidles over a bit more for a clearer shot , maintaining the bane effect and shifting his judgment to justice before firing another pair of arrows at the spawn. The first goes completely over the thing, but the second hits. (Whether it actually penetrates or not, well....)
Just in case #2 hits:
Iozef continues to call forth healing energies, hoping to keep all alive for as long as he can.
Eyes round with fear and surprise at the tentacled monstrosity before them, Valiard nearly runs in horrified panic, right until he feels the priest's healing energy wash over him.
I don't think I can get past it...perhaps one of the potions can help in some way...it isn't as if I am going to provide any assistance to the team anyways... he thinks as he backs away towards the back wall of the hall.
He fumbles in his pocket looking for one of the potions that he had taken, which he sniffs, (), then quaffs.
Mireza maintains her concentration on the frogs and slowly draws her crossbow.
Round 3: The Heroes of Carrion Hill
Grigor continues hacking away, but cannot pass the tentacles’ barrage.
Windle sidles over a bit more for a clearer shot, maintaining the bane effect and shifting his judgment to justice before firing another pair of arrows at the spawn. The first goes completely over the thing, but the second hits, but doesn’t go pass the thickness of its skin.
Iozef continues to call forth healing energies, hoping to keep all alive for as long as he can.
Eyes round with fear and surprise at the tentacled monstrosity before them, Valiard nearly runs in horrified panic, right until he feels the priest's healing energy wash over him.
I don't think I can get past it...perhaps one of the potions can help in some way...it isn't as if I am going to provide any assistance to the team anyways... he thinks as he backs away towards the back wall of the hall.
He fumbles in his pocket looking for one of the potions that he had taken, one of which he identifies easily as a curing potion and puts away, which he sniffs, then quaffs.
The vial is made of beige clay, with a blue hand stained on it, and its liquid is thick and clear. Valiard feels a strange sense of calm wash over him, as though things were moving somewhat slower, things were somewhat clearer...
You focus the energy of your mind, body, and spirit into a specific part of your being, granting you an exceptional ability to perform certain tasks. When you cast the spell, choose one of the following focus targets. You may change focus targets as a move action. You can only gain the benefit of one channel vigor spell at a time.
Mind: You gain a +4 competence bonus on Knowledge and Perception checks and ranged attack rolls.
Limbs: You gain the benefits of a haste spell.
Spirit: You gain a +6 competence bonus on Will saving throws and Bluff and Intimidate checks.
Torso: You gain a +6 competence bonus on Fortitude saving throws and Concentration checks.
7 rounds.
Mireza maintains her concentration on the frogs and slowly draws her crossbow.
Round 3: The Spawn of Yog-Sothoth
The Spawn of Yog-Sothoth is an agent of destruction. Its anger and hunger without human measure. It lashes again, this time focussing more on Grigor.
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The creature sinks its teeth in the Crow, and bashes him viciously on the head with a tentacle.
Iozef gets hit again by a tentacle, feeling its teeth trying to get a hold of him, but missing by a hair.
The conjured frogs leap and bite all over the alien body,
Round 3:
Another pair of arrows flies from the inquisitor's bow, filled with Pharasma's lethal magic. This time, both hit the abomination.
Seeing Grigor get slammed and himself get pummeled as well, Iozef continues to call forth Pharasma's healing.
Grigor continues but howls in desperate pain feeling his mortality.
Attack 1
Confirmation if needed
Attack 2
Confirmation if needed
Feeling a ridiculous surge of energy in his veins, Valiard grins wildly.
If I can get on the other side of this thing, I think that I can distract it enough that we may have a chance...at the very least, someone has to do something. he thinks, seeing tentacles flailing at Grigor.
Mireza continues to concentrate, holding her crossbow.
Round 4: The Heroes of Carrion Hill
Another pair of arrows flies from the inquisitor's bow, filled with Pharasma's lethal magic. This time, both hit the abomination.
Seeing Grigor get slammed and himself get pummeled as well, Iozef continues to call forth Pharasma's healing.
Grigor continues but howls in desperate pain feeling his mortality. His blades can’t seem to find an opening.
Feeling a ridiculous surge of energy in his veins, Valiard grins wildly.
If I can get on the other side of this thing, I think that I can distract it enough that we may have a chance...at the very least, someone has to do something. he thinks, seeing tentacles flailing at Grigor.
The alien monstrosity sees him move and blocks him easily, his head trying to bite him in the neck every time he tries to slip in.
Valiard gets a vicious bite on his shoulder, blood pouring down his arm.
Mireza continues to concentrate, holding her crossbow.
Round 4: The Spawn of Yog-Sothoth
The ancient evil from beyond the stars lashes again, furious from the injuries sustained.
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Once more, the head gives a vicious bite to the ranger.
Iozef gets slammed and the tentacle wraps around an arm and a leg.
The conjured frogs leap and bite all over the alien body,
"I would highly suggest hitting the creature next time, Mr. Vachkov! Time is a luxury we do not have!" He tells the Crow as he channels more healing energy.
Damn it! You think I don't KNOW that?!
Attack 1
Confirmation if needed
Attack 2
Confirmation if needed
Shoulder singing with pain, blood staining his arm, Valiard backs away from the creature. Every hole, every opportunity that he had attempted to take advantage of had closed with unnerving speed. The creature was malevolent and chaotic...and he couldn't get past it.
This isn't working. Perhaps I can try another potion? Valiard thinks as he grabs another potion (not the healing one) and quaffs it quickly.
Round 5:
Windle smiles tightly at the results of his last shots, and attempts to repeat the feat. Both arrows again hit.
Mireza winces as she sees the others brutalized by the tentacles whipping out from beneath the coating of frogs but continues to focus her will on controlling the amphibians. Apothecary, do you need me? Mireza asks nervously through her spell. I can only heal you once.
Round 5: The Heroes of Carrion Hill
"I would highly suggest hitting the creature next time, Mr. Vachkov! Time is a luxury we do not have!" He tells the Crow as he channels more healing energy.
”Damn it! You think I don't KNOW that?!” replies Grigor, still unable to find an opening.
Meanwhile, shoulder singing with pain, blood staining his arm, Valiard backs away from the creature. Every hole, every opportunity that he had attempted to take advantage of had closed with unnerving speed. The creature was malevolent and chaotic...and he couldn't get past it.
This isn't working. Perhaps I can try another potion? Valiard thinks as he grabs another potion (not the healing one) and quaffs it quickly.
The herbalist sees the edge of his arm shift in a nervous pattern, seeming in a different place. He realizes the potion held a powerful defensive spell.
Taking advantage of the openings created by the Crow, Windle smiles tightly at the results of his last shots, and attempts to repeat the feat. Both arrows again hit.
Pure madness seeps from its wounds as it doesn’t seem to register the blows.
Mireza winces as she sees the others brutalized by the tentacles whipping out from beneath the coating of frogs but continues to focus her will on controlling the amphibians. ”Apothecary, do you need me?” Mireza asks nervously through her spell. ”I can only heal you once.”
Round 5: The Spawn of Yog-Sothoth
Now that the Spawn has a grip in Iozef, it tries to tighten its grip while slashing at the others in a mad dance of limbs.
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Its tentacle slips as it tries to pin the priest, but its head aims true and gets the ranger in the neck.
The conjured frogs leap and bite all over the alien body,
"Valiard! Can you help the Crow hit this thing?" There's no panic in the inquisitor's voice, just a focus that borders on the pathological as he looses two more arrows at the unnatural monstrosity facing the group.
Iozef is relentless in his endeavor of channeling healing energies for the others. "A wise course of action Mr. Thetra has advised, Mr. Tessar. If you will allow yourself to become another target for the creature, that will divide its attacks and Mr. Vachkov will not have to take the brunt of them." Iozef explains as best he can due to the creature having him constrained so.
Now let's see this thing stop me! Valiard thinks, hope rising within him.
Seeing a gap within the tentacles as the creature flails at Grigor, Valiard lunges forward, tucking and rolling in an attempt to pass through the space before it vanishes.
Round 6: The Heroes of Carrion Hill
"Valiard! Can you help the Crow hit this thing?" There's no panic in the inquisitor's voice, just a focus that borders on the pathological as he looses two more arrows at the unnatural monstrosity facing the group.
The arrows sink deep, and the beast feels the pain this time.
Iozef is relentless in his endeavor of channeling healing energies for the others. "A wise course of action Mr. Thetra has advised, Mr. Tessar. If you will allow yourself to become another target for the creature, that will divide its attacks and Mr. Vachkov will not have to take the brunt of them." Iozef explains as best he can due to the creature having him constrained so.
Now let's see this thing stop me! Valiard thinks, hope rising within him.
Seeing a gap within the tentacles as the creature flails at Grigor, Valiard lunges forward, tucking and rolling in an attempt to pass through the space before it vanishes.
Unfortunately, this time again, the herbalist can’t find an opening to slip into.
Grigor’s steel flashes left and right at the tentacles, looking for an opening in the ancient evil’s core.
The ranger comes close, but cannot secure a strike.
Mireza, crossbow in hand, maintains her control of the swarm.
Round 6: The Spawn of Yog-Sothoth
The Spawn fights back in a mad fury, tentacles darting in hungry desperation for flesh and soul.
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The tentacles mostly miss the ranger, but for one. In the same manner, the pharasman priest also suffers a blow that again wraps around him.
The conjured frogs leap and bite all over the alien body,
Iozef continues with his channeling ways.
Die!! Why won't you DIE?!!!, Grigor howls, beginning to gibber.
Confirmation (if such a thing exists)
... and again attacks.
Confirmation
Valiard looks around and spies the chairs and table. Then he looks back at the furniture, then back at the creature.
Why not...we are going to die anyways...
Valiard swings the chair closer to the creature, takes a few steps back, then runs forward, up the chair, planting his feet on the top of it and pushes off into a tuck and jump to clear the creature.
The inquisitor smiles tightly at Valiard's skill. "Well done." Then he uses his last round of bane magic to imbue a final pair of arrows; both hit, but one may not have penetrated the creature's hide.
Mireza continues to concentrate on her frogs.
Grigor keeps the beast busy and away from Windle as Iozef maintains his healing power. Valiard, in a desperate attempt, moves with a perfect timing and somersault above the beast, landing behind it.
And then, Windle's arrow strikes it as it is about to lash once more at the Concerned Citizens of Carrion Hill. The shafts, infused with eldritch energy and attuned to the abberration, lands deep and severs its last connection to this realm.
As the Spawn dies, it roars in outrage, your body and soul shaking from the pressure of its hatred, and then it quickly slops away into a foul-smelling mess, leaving behind only a noxious, crusty stain of white powder on the ground, underneath a layer of tiny frogs leaping and biting...
Eerily, its death is marked by a sickening sigh that seems to shudder up from the very earth itself, as if something even deeper under Carrion Hill were mourning the spawn’s death. As the sigh reverberates, it is taken up by an even greater noise from above. You make your way to the surface, to watch as wheeling storms of crows descend back to the city’s rooftops, cawing and shrieking and cackling in a cacophony that lasts forever.
Hours will pass before the crows calm and resume their normal behaviour.
The rain doesn't seem to notice though, and keeps falling in buckets over the city.