The Eye of Eons (Inactive)

Game Master Chyrone

Seeing as Green has conveniently moved into range Sivar will drop the Fauchard down on him chuckling to himself

Fauchard: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 211d10 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Yes he is resisting saying anything atm as no one understands him in combat anyway.

Grint's bolt scrapes the wall, distorting the trajectory enough to prevent it from hitting green.

Sivar's attack lands, dealing some dmg to the angry dwarf.
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Round 2

Elsa blasts green down.
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Blue's eyes grow with anger, and he steps 5ft closer to Father Burdock.
Greataxe, FE, PA: 1d20 + 11 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 11 + 2 - 2 = 25 Dmg, FE, PA: 1d12 + 6 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 2 + 6 = 21
His greataxe comes down hard on Father Burdock.

Red heads for the trio below.
Acro vs aoo Sivar: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17 Nuh-uh.
AoO: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16 Dmg: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
The duergar is not nimble enough to avoid a fauchard coming his way, but is fast enough to raise his shield to block the attack.

Having witnessed Elsa blasting aside his comrade in arms, he makes a swing at her.
Waraxe, PA: 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 1 = 20 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 2 = 6
Impact is low, but his axe hits Elsa.
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Grint & Sivar
Father Burdock

Casting Defensively vs DC 21: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
CSW on Success: 3d8 + 6 ⇒ (7, 7, 7) + 6 = 27

Burdock carefully constructs one spell into another, healing his last couple of wounds.

Guys?

Grint 5-foot steps south, shoots at the duergar and reloads.

Single Shot, PBS, Deadly Aim, Moved: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 281d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 8

Sivar tries for a punch as red as her takes a 5 ft step around him

Cestus-power: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 71d4 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Red takes a well placed bolt in his shoulder, after which Sivar makes a swing. Hurrying himself past the duergar made the attack off the mark, however.

Round 3

Elsa
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Guards
Red (-16)
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Grint & Sivar
Father Burdock

Botting.

Ice blade: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 Frosty: 3d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 1, 5) + 2 = 10
Red now stands on but an inch of his strength.
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Blue attacks Father Burdock again.
Greataxe, FE, PA: 1d20 + 11 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 2 - 2 = 12 Dmg, FE, PA: 1d12 + 6 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 + 6 = 15

What would have been a nasty hit, turns out to be an epic fail.

Red axe vs Elsa: 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 8 - 1 = 16 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13
A close miss from red, who's likely 1 hit from falling over.
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Grint & Sivar
Father Burdock

Sivar attacks the one attacking else after having taken a 5ft step away and lifting his fauchard into attack position

Fauchard: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 251d10 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Grint 5-foot steps west, fires a single bolt at red, then reloads.

Single Bolt, PBS, Moved: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 301d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 8
Crit confirm?: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 111d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

I'll take that Sivar vs red, Grint vs blue, going by order.
That is how it seems to me?

Sivar hacks into red, who keels over onto the floor. As red drops, Grint aims his crossbow at blue, and hits despite Father Burdock standing in front oh him.

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Round 4

Elsa
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Blue (-8)
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Grint & Sivar
Father Burdock

Burdock takes his trusty hammer out and swings at Blue!

Stop: Hammertime!: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Damage on hit: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Elsa hurls deadly ice at the nearest enemy. He forms a deadly ray of frost that she projects at the remaining Duergar

ICE: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 25
Damage: 3d6 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6, 5, 3) + 2 + 2 + 1 = 19*1.5= 29 damage

After Father Burdock's swing, ice seals the deal, removing the last threat.

Combat over.

Sivar will check to see if there are any others coming

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

Burdock looks over them quickly for any useful consumables, before patching himself up and others.

The one with the greataxe carried a potion of CLW.

Advancing.

Carefully treading the stairs, you come to a deserted and neglected hallway.

As you do, a shimmering portal appears, and a figure comes tumbling through.

Burdock's friend, your cue.

Sorry for the delay, I didn't realize there was a separate thread for gameplay, I had only been checking the discussion thread.

I try to turn the tumble into a dancing flourish as I finish the last few words of an Infernal war ballad, "Kudd Haaaafffffff IIIIIIIDDDDDD!!"

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22
Sing: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19

Looking shocked and slightly suspicious, "Hmm, not how my performances normally finish. Who might you be?"

Glancing at the stone walls, and general decor to figure out where I am.

Knowledge Dungeoneering: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25

Lubius concludes he's in some ancient place, given the state of the masonry. Some depictions of dwarven craft makes the final give away what race resides here.

Eyes on Father Burdock and a bit suspicious,

You could be called worse.
A crazy PC of mine dared call a dwarf an elf, on account of never seen a dwarf before though.

I am the Jadwiga Elsa Harcatha. You may call me Mistress. Who are you? Elsa says imperiously to the newcomer

(Almost choked on milk laughing)

Not knowing what the stranger said and hearing Elsas words, Sivar stands beside Elsa Fauchard held in one hand and looking at the stranger, waiting for his reply.

"So?? Are we talking to duergar now? Normally they want to kill us."

Me? A duergar? Oh you surely don't get out much.

With a backflip, landing into a lovely dance move, and 1/rd inspire courage for flair:

I am the renowned Gnome bard Lubius Daringdawdle, of the Kyonin Daringdawdles.

Looking to Elsa: But you can just call me Master Lubius.

Backflip - Acrobatics: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21

Dance - Perform Dance: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

And sorry; my campaign didn't update this!

"What in Torag's beard?!", Burdock shocked by the newcomer's arrival. "What are you doing here?", the dwarf still confused at the situation.

Lubius speaks of his situation, with Elsa likely ignoring the whole ' master' addition to his name.

Still feeling slightly woozy from the strange portal, Lubius passes on combat for now, looking to draw experience from seeing the team of hardy adventurers in action.

Something he'd see quite quickly thereafter, too.
After opening the door, a weathered carpet leads the group along to a larger war room, with a door to the southwest.

Four duergar stand at a round table, three in armor, and a glowing rune on their helmets.

If anyone wants to heal up, might be the time.

CLW @ Elsa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW @ Elsa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW @ Elsa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW @ Elsa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW @ Elsa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW @ Elsa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW @ Elsa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Elsa is now at 56

Burdock CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Grint CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Nuts, but the wand is now spent

Draining the last of his wand, Burdock sticks it in his backpack. "All she's got, and I best leave some of my magics for whats ahead."

Sivar casts divine favour on himself in anticipation of conflict.

When the good guys are about done buffing, they are noticed by the duergar.
The leader abruptly points at you, and the three take a fighting posture.

Grint & Sivar
Elsa
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Leader
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Father Burdock
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Duergar

Grint 5-foot steps forward and fires a single bolt at red.
Single Shot, Deadly Aim, Moved: 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 1 - 2 = 101d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11

But apparently his string was stuck somewhat and when released takes the bolt only two feet out of the crossbow before it falls unto the ground. Grint curses and reloads the crossbow with a fresh bolt.

Sivar stays standing beside and just in front of Grint Fauchard awaiting any who approach

Elsa moves forward and places a shield of Ice in front of her.

Come on boys. Let's not cower.

As the bolt ricochets off red's shield, Elsa moves forward, and SIvar awaits any approach.

The leader goes invisible, and moves about unseen.
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Father Burdock
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Duergar

Father Burdock moves up to next to Elsa.
"I'm here. I will not cower before these dark ones."
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All the armored duergar place their shields before them, obstructing them from view, and move south as a wall of metal.

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Bastion war room, round 2

Grint & Sivar
Elsa
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Leader
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Father Burdock
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Duergar

Sivar moves to just in front of his companions and waits for the dwarves to enter range at which time he will attack.

When they come into range

Power attack Fauchard+df: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 111d10 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21

Elsa begins gathering the elemental power that courses within her!

She unleashes it in front of the dwarves, creating an Ice Slick to impede their progress. The Ice acts as a Grease spell and is DC17

Elsa accepts 1 burn to make the ice stick around for a while.

Grint takes a 5-foot step north and releases another bolt at red.
Sinle Bolt, Deadly Aim, PBS, Moved: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 201d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 13

Then reloads the crossbow.

Grint's bolt bounces off red's shield, and Elsa slicks the floor with ice.
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The leader starts casting something.
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Father Burdock
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Duergar

"May Torag's light bring you to your knees!" Burdock casts a spell, assaulting the grouped duergar with a blast of blessed light!

Burst of Radiance on the three visible duergar

Damage: 5d4 ⇒ (3, 3, 1, 3, 4) = 14
Blue duration: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Green duration: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Red duration: 1d4 ⇒ 3

They must make a DC 15 Reflex save or be blinded for the duration listed. If they pass, they are blinded for the duration listed. Don't forget about light sensitivity for the duergar on this roll

They suffer penalty on attack rolls in those areas.

Ref Blue, natural resistance: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11
Ref Green, natural resistance: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 = 14
Ref Red, natural resistance: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 = 7

All three duergar are too slow to properly react, and are blinded.
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The three rearrange with 5ft steps, and start muttering some words in their native tongue.

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Bastion war room, round 3

Grint & Sivar
Elsa
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Leader
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Father Burdock
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Duergar (all -14)

Sovar takes a 5ft step forward and slashes at green

Power attack Fauchard+df: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 241d10 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24

Elsa's hair begins to rise as the elemental power storms around her in a torrent Gather Power

She unleashes it at the nearby Duergar Green

Blast: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 18
Damage: 3d6 + 2 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3, 6, 5) + 2 + 4 + 1 = 21*1.5=30 cold dam and DC 17 reflex or be entangled.

Just fyi I think I've been calculating damage wrong this whole time. It's 3d6+(1/2con)+(double elemental overflow)+1(pointblank)

From where you two are standing, the duergar are behind total cover of their shields, in effect you can't attack them from your current position.
I'm guessing not many games feature foes wielding tower shields. :)

From where you two are standing, the duergar are behind total cover of their shields, in effect you can't attack them from your current position.

I'm guessing not many games feature foes wielding tower shields. :)

Well seeing as you didn't mention they were tower shields we couldn't have known what we were facing. A tower shield is very different to a large shield and very obvious. A tower shield does not protect from spells, the caster can just target the shield.

All the armored duergar place their shields before them, obstructing them from view, and move south as a wall of metal.

I looked for a specific tower shield dwarf pic, to add. I thought that was, along with the description above, enough hints.

That's fine.

Instead Elsa uses Grease (Slick) to coat a shield in slippery Ice. DC17 Reflex or drop the shield.

Grint moves north and fires a bolt in the back of red.

Ranged Attack, PBS, Deadly Aim, Moved: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 10 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 301d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 14
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 191d8 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

They should not be able to get their Shield bonus vs me, nor their Dex added because they're blinded.

Fwiw, his shield wouldn't drop, being strapped to his arm.
The brace at his hand would slip, though, removing the block and AC.

Reflex Red: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
The evil dwarf firmly holds his shield, which doesn't prevent Grint from moving and bolting his shoulder.

Sivar
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Leader
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Father Burdock
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Duergar
Blue (-14)
Green (-14)
Red (-24)
All blinded.