"Don't trouble yourselves, dears, Jeslyn is expecting us." She calls up amicably to the tieflings who spot her as she makes her way up the stairs.
Samirah makes it to the top of the stairs, scimitar drawn and swinging at the tiefling closest to her.
Initiative:
Chancre invokes the judgement of destruction, and surges it. He climbs the stairs like a man half his age, stopping just out of hand-to-hand range of the nearest tiefling (), and invokes the Wand of Spiritual Weapon toward the farthest tiefling he can.
Roshan
Roshan moves gracefully, but swiftly up the stairs, weaving between and around the tieflings. He makes his way to the door in the corner...and grins at them knowingly, hand resting casually upon the latch.
*melee and ranged have same to-hit
*+2 dmg for melee plus SA if flanking
*+2 dmg for melee plus SA if flanking
*+2 dmg for melee plus SA if flanking
*+2 dmg for melee plus SA if flanking
Beth
double move
The tiefling at the top of the stairs looks confused and looks at his compantions down the hallway. In response, the two tieflings there and the two just across the hallway from the stairs step up to take a look. Much less confused than the discombobulated one at the top of the stair, they pull thier crossbows - the two that were closer able to shoot down at Samirah. One bolt breaks against the stone of the wall, but the second sinks into flesh.
Roshan moves gracefully to the base of the stairs then springing off the stone wall to land on the upper floor. A few more steps, nimbling avoiding the attack from one of the tieflings who fired and Roshan is at the door in the northwestern corner of the hall. He grins at his foes knowingly, hand resting casually upon the latch. Then he swings the door open. A smell of blood, bile and rot wafts out from the room.
Samirah makes it to the top of the stairs, scimitar drawn and swinging at the tiefling closest to her, who still looks confused at Samirah's words. Her scimitar slices into the stalled tiefling, delivering not a killing blow, but a debilitating one.
With Roshan right there, the tiefling next to him does not pull his sword. Instead he bolts down the hallway looking like he'd like to continue down the stairway - if it weren't for Samirah in the way.
Konstantin advances up the stairs to get in range.
The tiefling at the top of the stairs, looks towards Roshan's open door with wide, fear-filled eyes. Having no where to flee, he tries to create a path down the stairs. But Samirah just manages to parry his blow.
With a last, unhappy, look at all of the demons in the room below, Irabeth moves up the stairs as much as she can.
Tief5 -6
Sam -4
The ice at the top of the stairs hisses as frost suddenly rimes it. A brutal cold hits the tieflings crowded there.
Samirah gets a glimpse of Roshan springing up the wall and landing on the other side of the tieflings, and shakes her head. "Stairs. What was I even thinking?" She mutters to herself, parrying the tiefling's attack.
After parrying the panicked blow of the tiefling, Samirah's aim is thrown off slightly and her next attack misses. She attempts to get around the tiefling to allow more of her friends up the stairs and into the battle.
Samirah gets a glimpse of Roshan springing up the wall and landing on the other side of the tieflings, and shakes her head. "Stairs. What was I even thinking?" She mutters to herself, parrying the tiefling's attack.
A brief smile and point accompanied by a twinkle in the eye that can be seen across the room and despite all the confusion.
Roshan
masterwork: +1
Point Blank: +1/+1
Flurry of Blows: -1
Deadly Aim: -2/+4
Roshan's chakram lances through the air, bypassing the line of disconcerted tieflings and sprays the wall with blood from the partially severed neck of the one furthest from him. Like a blur he follows suit, bolting past the entire row of astonished demonlings he launches himself into the air, running briefly sideways along the wall and lands with a somersault flourish just past the last in line . He turns, cocks his head at at those farther across the room and beckons to them, grinning with a devil-may-care gleam in his eyes.
His Spiritual Weapon attacks again.
*melee rolled below - ranged would be +1 to hit but no mod to damage
Beth ...double move
Perry
From inside the room, hooves pound against stone as something runs and then heavy wings beating the air. A creature - a winged reindeer with carnivorous teeth and rending claws - burst through the newly opened door way, goring Roshan as it starts the hunt for meat.
As the monstrous creature bursts its way out of the room, the stance of the tieflings in the hall changes, going from guardians to the hunted. Unable to flee down the stairs, the tieflings bolt to the opposite side of the hallway from the horned monster. Two of them fire down the hallway - maybe at the group, maybe at the creature - but it is hard to tell as the bolts break against the stone wall.
Roshan's chakram lances through the air, bypassing the line of disconcerted tieflings and sprays the wall with blood from the severed neck of the one Samirah wounded. Like a blur he follows suit, bolting past the entire row of astonished demonlings (and the winged monster) he launches himself into the air, running briefly sideways along the wall and lands with a somersault flourish just past the last in line. He turns, cocks his head at at those farther across the room and beckons to them, grinning with a devil-may-care gleam in his eyes.
Flanked, the final tiefling can't further flee the winged beast. He tries to down Samirah to move, but she easily dodges the clumsy blow.
Chancre rubs his thumb across Terendelev's scale for a moment, and a pillar of clouds rises beneath him. He hauls himself up the wall, hand over hand, as he levitates -- finally stopping when he is over Samirah (or whoever is at the head of the stairs), providing concealment.
His Spiritual Weapon follows its target attacks again. Again scoring a bloody mark.
The ice at the end of the hallway hisses as frost suddenly rimes it. A brutal cold hits the tieflings crowded there. All of the tieflings look miserably cold, but the one being harried by Chancre's magical sword seems moments from freezing in place.
And finally up the stairs, Irabeth moves into a defensive posture, keeping an eye on the winged beast.
Tief2 -16 *staggered
Tief4 -16 *staggered
Tief5 -6,-13,-29
Tief6 -13
Roshan -7
Sam -4
Save DC18
Frost Fall
Roshan
masterwork: +1
Point Blank: +1/+1
Flurry of Blows: -1
Deadly Aim: -2/+4
Roshan whirls in place, ducking low (hopefully below the strike from the adjacent tiefling), and lets fly two discs of cold iron towards the flying reindeer games.
Samirah almost looks apologetic as she plunges her blade into the tiefling's chest. "Better this than that," she says, jerking her head towards the demon reindeer.
Samirah looks between the group of slowly freezing tieflings and the horned reindeer monster. After sizing them up, she turns her attention to the larger monster and moves to stand, and attack, with Roshan. "Let's see what those chakram do against the likes of that!" She says, grinning broadly.
"I hate to get between big ugly there and his tiefling freeze," Chancre mutters.
Chancre's Spiritual Weapon attacks again.
Then dissipates.
Perry
Irabeth
The peryton pushes off the wall on which it perches, a sound between the grunt of a deer and the scream of eagle breaking from the creature's throat. It screeches through the air to be rebuffed by Chancre's newly acquired armor to lurk in the corner above the stairway.
Two of the tieflings at the end of the hall blink, freezing, their hands clenching around the crossbows they hold, barely managing to reload the weapons. The other two do manage to load and shoot, although they look confused when they look for winged reindeer and don't see it, so instead shoot at Samirah and Irabeth. Once bolt shatters on Irabeth's shield and Samirah easily parries the other from the air.
Roshan whirls in place, ducking low () under the sword blow of the tiefling, and lets fly two discs of cold iron towards the flying reindeer games.
Samirah almost looks apologetic as she plunges her blade into the tiefling's chest. "Better this than that," she says, jerking her head towards the demon reindeer.
Chancre's Spiritual Weapon attacks again. But dissipates doing no further damage
The ice at the end of the hallway pulses and freeze, causing one tiefling to stiffen as his eyes ice over in death. The rest are able to breathe again as the cold fades.
Konstantin steps up to the entryway, his forearm frosting over. He hurls the snowball at the reindeer monster, the ice barely hitting the creature, the cold freezing the creature in mid-air. Then it falls to the ground in a pulp of semi-frozen flesh.
With efficiency Irabeth dispatches the only tiefling not huddled and freezing at the end of the hallway.
Tief1 -16,-20
Tief2 -16,-20
Tief4 -16,-20
Perry -27,-55
Roshan -7
Sam -4
Samirah snorts. "This is the beast they all cowered before?" She asks after watching Roshan and Konstantin make short work of the peryton.
With a nod to Irabeth for the assist, Samirah then darts across the room to take the attack to the tieflings that appear to be shaking off the cold that held them in place.
"I will be honest. I was expecting more," Konstantin says, regarding the dead peryton.
"You have brought winter with you and they were not prepared."
"You have brought winter with you and they were not prepared."
"Very few outside of Irrisen are prepared for winter," he says.
"Is it dead or just frozen?"
"Is it dead or just frozen?"
"Both."
"...of course."
Chancre begins to gently glow. He hauls himself along the wall until he is no longer in the stairwell, and invokes the Wand of Spiritual Weapon again.
"...of course."
"I am a little offended you had to ask."
"Never been to Irrisen. Not sure what winter is like there."
"Never been to Irrisen. Not sure what winter is like there."
"Now you are trying to anger me, товарищ," Konstantin says with chilly Irrisani good humor.
*melee rolled below - ranged would be +1 to hit but no mod to damage
Flies of Fli-ness
Beth
Roshan
The tieflings look far happier about the destruction of the malevolent reindeer, its death does not prevent them from firing crossbows at the Irabeth and Samirah. Two bolts dent Irabeth's shield and a final one falls to Samirah's sword.
Two kunai from Roshan, both thudding into the same tiefling, doing damage - but not enough.
With a nod to Irabeth for the assist, Samirah then darts across the room to take the attack to the tieflings that appear to be shaking off the cold that held them in place. The tiefling she damages, still slow from the ice, falls under her scimitar.
Chancre begins to gently glow. He hauls himself along the wall until he is no longer in the stairwell, and invokes the Wand of Spiritual Weapon again. His ranged, free-dancing sword successfully attacks the tiefling with Roshan's kunai sticking out. And that is one more fallen native outsider.
From the opposite end of the hallway from where the tiefling cowers, you hear a buzzing. Three bloated flies, their faces human but twisted in rage, float out of the hallway. Electricity runs over their bodies, flickering from one to another as they move in formation. At the far end of the hallway, the creatures rub against each other, a massive bolt of lightning jumping from one to another then burning down the hallway.
The electricity tears through the group leaving them burned but standing. The same cannot be said for the final lone tiefling, who goes from frozen to charred corpse.
Konstantin draws the wand of magic missiles and activates it. Like comets, headed by snowflakes and trailing tails of ice, they slam into a oversized and deformed fly. The lead fly is heavily damaged, but continues to buzz.
Damaged but determined, Irabeth advances to the lead fly - her longsword blow barely hits - but with the massive damage from Konstaning, her sword manages to finish it off.
Tief4 -16,-20
Chancre -10
Roshan -7
Sam -4,-14
Irabeth -15
Samirah points her blade toward the bloated demon flies. "Pardon, Roshan!" She cries as she charges towards him (and the monsters behind him).
As she runs across the room, her hair trails behind her like the tail of a comet. She brings her blade up as she reaches one of the demons, and swings with all her momentum as she comes to a stop in front of it.
Roshan glances back over his shoulder and nods.
Roshan
Point Blank: +1/+1
Flurry of Blows: -1
Deadly Aim: -2/+4
Roshan steps forward diagonally out of Samirah's path, two more cold iron throwing knives fly towards the electric buzz.
Chancre continue use to glow.
hold for electricity then attack
Beth
Roshan steps forward diagonally out of Samirah's path, two more cold iron throwing knives fly towards the electric buzz. The second one sinks into a flies chitinous flesh.
As she runs across the room, her hair trails behind her like the tail of a comet. She brings her blade up as she reaches one of the demons, and swings with all her momentum as she comes to a stop in front of it. Destroying the fly that Roshan had damaged.
*confirm roll rolled below
The final fly sparks with electricity, sending forth a pulse far weaker than the one generated by the trio of flies.
A bleeting chuckle follows the blast of energy, as a erect goat saunters out of the open doorway with a halberd. It licks the blade, before slashing at Konstantin. "میں نے جادوگروں کو پسند نہیں کرتے . وہ ہمیشہ کام کے ساتھ گوبر . بہت زیادہ گندگی کی طرح ." The demon's halberd strikes home, hurting Konstantin, but not dropping the 'squishy' spellcaster.
The demon does have SR (I rolled below) and you just made it with a 15.
Already close-by Irabeth's sword finishes the last fly so that everyone can focus their energy on the goat-demon.
G -14
Chancre -10
Roshan -7
Sam -4,-14,-16
Irabeth -15,-17
Samirah turns, pinching the bridge of her nose and briefly closing her eyes in exasperation. "ძალიან ბევრი კარი!" She mutters.
Too many doors.
Samirah jogs back towards the demon goat, and her irritation with the back-and-forth is clear in the attack that misses its mark.
Roshan
magic: +1/+1
Point Blank: +1/+1
Flurry of Blows: -1
Deadly Aim: -2/+4
Ki pt:
Crit confirmation:
Roshan takes a step to give himself just a little bit more breathing room, radiant shining silver flies after gold, adding to the pallet with a splash of red...or black...or...something.
Roshan takes a step to give himself just a little bit more breathing room, radiant shining silver flies after gold, adding to the pallet with a splash of red...or black...or...something. Actually deep purple with marroon streaks. A color with starts to flow down the stairs as the barrage of thrown holy weapons rips and sinks into the demon.
Chancre's weapon moves around the hallway looking for another target even as his glow brightens for a moment then fades.
Samirah roots around in her bag, muttering to herself, and pulls out a potion. She throws it back and shudders a little.
"The abyss is a disgusting place." She tucks the empty bottle away. "I would rather spend a day listening to a sylph talk about nothing than to see another one of those fly demons." She finishes.
You get a sense that spending any time with a sylph is damn near the last thing she wants to deal with.
She moves around the room restlessly, on high alert in case any more monsters appear through doorways.
Konstantin downs a cure light potion as well.
"I believe we should exterminate the dretches below and check on our prisoner before venturing any deeper."
She nods, moving back towards the stairs they entered the room from. "Good idea. It would be most efficient, I think, for you to handle the dretches." She looks down at her hands.
"I'm a little ashamed to admit I don't have the same control over my own heritage. Yet." She flexes her fingers, only managing to summon tiny flames that lick over her fingertips before disappearing. She shrugs.
"Demons appear to be somewhat resistant to both heat and cold. I believe that iron will kill them most efficiently. However, there is no need to argue the point when we can go down those stairs and test. It might turn into a useful learning experience."
Roshan nods, retrieving what weapons are still able to be retrieved and taking the burs out of the edges.
"...I think their true vulnerability will be to Roshan. Like most things."
"Indeed." She casts an appraising look over the silent monk. "I'd be curious to hear, or see, the story about where you learned to fight." She says to Roshan with a small smile.
She looks down at her scimitar. "In any case, I have at least the iron to better handle demons now."
"...I think their true vulnerability will be to Roshan. Like most things."
Konstantin receives "the sardonic eyebrow".
"Indeed." She casts an appraising look over the silent monk. "I'd be curious to hear, or see, the story about where you learned to fight." She says to Roshan with a small smile.
He shrugs, two open hands come up parallel to each other then shoot forward briefly before his right hand waves to there surroundings. He pulls the silver swallow tail and three remaining throwing knives from beneath his shirt and taps them together lightly. He touches the holy symbol to his forehead eyes closed, then replaces it and the weapons as well.
Almost as an afterthought he pauses, turns back, his index fingers hooking in and then circling in into fists ending at the sides of his cowl, head bent forward. He holds the pose briefly then raises his eyes to hers, smiles and gives a brief nod.She looks down at her scimitar. "In any case, I have at least the iron to better handle demons now."
Finger to the side of the nose and a brief affirmative point.
After a moments thought, Roshan taps Samirah on the arm, points towards the stairs, makes a motion as if on guard with a sword in hand, then puts himself behind Samirah with a hand on her shoulder. He points downwards towards room filled with small, obese demons, then makes walking/running motions with his fingers towards the stairs. He nods towards the stairs. A pause, then puts his hand on his chest, then to his temple before pointing to each door. He pulls out Irabeth's map and points to the room with the stairs rising to the next level. His hand sweeps across the rooms on this level, then taps again on the stairs going up to the one remaining room marked "Wardstone Chamber". Looks up at the others and shrugs.
Or Samirah, Irabeth, Roshan, Chancre, Konstantin.
Samirah puts a finger to her lips as she considers Roshan's signing. "It's true, there is only one room left to clear. One option is as good as the other, in my opinion, and I personally like the idea of clearing out the group below so we aren't surprised upstairs. I've had enough surprises today, since none of them have been the kind I like."
She looks from Roshan to Konstantin, then Chancre. "I will go first, with Roshan just behind me, and we shall all make short work of them." She smiles again, much more broadly.
She moves towards the stairs, with her sword drawn, then stops. "Also, we should probably ask Tiefling With No Name to leave the stairwell while we clean it up."