I can't take another hit like that...
Noro's solidly clobbers another hyena, thoroughly getting its attention. Pelgrev has less luck as his opponent nimbly darts away.
"Lovely . . . literally curs. Morris, darling, I tire of this venue. Bring our new friend with us to the next."
Yoland will channel negative energy, excluding Stoll from the effect.
Morris will pick Stoll up.
Yolanda's pulse of destructive energy washes over the interior of the Kiss, sapping the strength of demonic canines and patrons alike. Morris silently scoops up the unconscious Teveran.
The hyenas continue their bloody rampage.
Panicking further, the scholars continue fleeing for the exit.
In their haste, another patron falls to the hyena's jaws.
Suddenly three new figures burst into the scene. They're wearing nondescript armor and clothing but they're armed and clearly prepared for trouble.
A moment later, four small creatures seemingly made of living flame appear and begin setting the Kiss aflame!
A member of the Magnimar city guard in full uniform bursts through the door of the Nereid's Kiss, followed by two civilians.
Long black hair flows out the back of his guard's helmet and an oiled beard obscures his jaw.
Sharing a hard look with the other two, he nods his head in the direction of the violet-skinned woman before stepping forward.
Waving his rapier in the air, he shouts to be hear above the chaos, "Non-combatants to me! Make for the door, quickly now!"
Looking upon the carnage, he reaches down with and touches the silver flask tucked into his belt, "Little of your luck would be useful, you drunken bastard."
Shifting forward, he lunges at the nearest hound.
Magnimar Guardsman :
When the dutiful porter kneels over to scoop up Stoll, the hyena lunges and tears something free. Teveran slumps back to the ground as Morris collapses into a pile of loose bones and empty clothing.
The man with the white leather trench-coat, decorated with a dark gray trim, eyed the crazed beasts, wondering what they were. Flipping through the archived pages of his mind he found himself unable to answer that question - an inexcusable display of unprofessionalism. This wouldn't do..
A neatly groomed beard couldn't hide the sour look on his face as his bad mood shimmered through. Cold grey calculating eyes surveyed the scene for a split second. He then pulled up his nose to correct his glasses and stepped up to the dog in front of him, ready to apply some surgical strikes to put the damned beast down. This better not put any stains on mother's scarf!..
and > 12.
#1772s eyes darter back and fourth across the room. A moment ago her heightened fortification (in the shape of a chair) had seemed perfectly safe. But now the illusion was shattered - she knew the truth! The wicked witch had presented her unholy icon, a mockery of everything sane and just. Unearthly waves of filth had radiated everywhere. They clinged and stung like a forgotten memory of fire, risen from the dark depths of memory - *Phasmara save me ...!* was silently on her lips.
There! Salvation was at hand! Just a thin sheet of glass between her and freedom. Swiftly and decisively she steped up. A quick kick shattered the fragile barrier before her armoured boot. After another sweep to remove the jagged edges #1772 followed trough. Moments later she slammed down on the cobblestone outside - safe, for now. With dread she looked up to the broken window above her, fearing the wicked witch to follow.
But the sanctuary seemed to hold. No wicked witch, no more waves of decay. Swallowing hard she tried to shake the unnatural horror but to no avail. She slammed her fist into the ground in fury - Why? Why couldn't I my ground ... But she knew the answer to that too. Dark magics. Dark sorcery... If not free from terror, being outside - away from the witch - at least let her focus some parts of her mind. If I only could stand up... Sobbing quietly, she wrapped her hands around her knees and tried to think of some way to help her companions inside.
In the rushes of fleeing patrons, two of the newcomers struggle to effectively attack the hyena guarding the entrance. The man in the clean coat has more luck, severing the beast’s spine neatly and sending it back to whatever foul place it came from.
Spells, magic items, and certain monsters can affect characters with fear. In most cases, the character makes a Will saving throw to resist this effect, and a failed roll means that the character is shaken, frightened, or panicked.
Shaken: Characters who are shaken take a –2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.
Frightened: Characters who are frightened are shaken, and in addition they flee from the source of their fear as quickly as they can. They can choose the paths of their flight. Other than that stipulation, once they are out of sight (or hearing) of the source of their fear, they can act as they want. If the duration of their fear continues, however, characters can be forced to flee if the source of their fear presents itself again. Characters unable to flee can fight (though they are still shaken).
Panicked: Characters who are panicked are shaken, and they run away from the source of their fear as quickly as they can, dropping whatever they are holding. Other than running away from the source, their paths are random. They flee from all other dangers that confront them rather than facing those dangers. Once they are out of sight (or hearing) of any source of danger, they can act as they want. Panicked characters cower if they are prevented from fleeing.
Becoming Even More Fearful: Fear effects are cumulative. A shaken character who is made shaken again becomes frightened, and a shaken character who is made frightened becomes panicked instead. A frightened character who is made shaken or frightened becomes panicked instead.
Per the quote you linked:
Characters who are frightened are shaken, and in addition they flee from the source of their fear as quickly as they can. They can choose the paths of their flight.
You can still hear Lady Yll. You must continue fleeing at top speed.
Edit: Also, how is acknowledging your ruling "asking for it"?
Noro is wounded, but not out yet. she tries to manuever herself strategiccally considering the enemies around her. but her situation looks dire, new faces seem helpful but thier true intentions are still unclear.
finally out of frustration she steps away from the burning mass. and comes down hard on the hyena's head.
The tear with the polearm, having finished off one dog, whirls at the sound of his comrade hitting the floor. Darting around the nearest table, he swings at the dog savaging an innocent.
However - Challange considered =/ challange accepted
I realize now why your response was so snappy, but ... it is hard enough to get jest across the internet - tenfold harder if people don't read entire sentences! : )
PS - I like to point out errors in rules and such if I can, since the Lawful aspect of me wants things done propper. However, I realize this might tick off some. Would you (Feral) prefer if I stayed silent ?
PS2 - Especially if said ruling might adversely affect my companions ...
Sorry for dragging this up all the time.
Edit: You could also flee out the entrance now that the other hyena is dead.
Prescience
Ariana's sleep goes off and she drops it near Yolanda and the hound. It will end up targeting 4 HD worth of creatures, starting with the smallest. It can potentially affect: blue hyena, yolanda, scholar, fire elemental. If getting a choice in HD affects (assuming both the Hyena and elemental both have 2 HD, she prefers if it affects the hyena).
"Stupefy!" The elf finishes her chant and drops her spell amidst the scrambling enemies.
Addressing the guard and the other strangers, Ari smiles. "I don't know who you are, but thank you for the assistance! We are from the Order, a law enforcement agency in the city. We appreciate the help. Try to keep the citizens safe, if you will. And you!" Ari calls to the fleeing scholars.
"Form a damned bucket brigade! This inn may catch on fire and when we are finished in here, I want to see a bloody group out there with buckets!"
While talking, Ari will moves behind Noro and cast Grease on the hounds and elemental near Pelgrev. "Impedemente!" A thick coating of black, bubbling liquid spills across two hyenas (pink, green), an unconscious barbarian (Pelgrev), and a fire elemental. "Use that spear, Zayid! That should hopefully tie them up a little bit!"
The mighty scarred tear continues to bleed out from his hyena-inflicted wounds.
Noro’s furious fist slams into the living flame. Though the creature hisses in pain, it also singes her arm instinctively. She manages to pull back in time to avoid setting her clothing aflame but still suffers a nasty burn.
Ariana’s spell works flawlessly causing one of the beasts, the amethyst-skinned woman, and one of the panicking scholars to slump to the ground asleep.
The elementals thrash about, setting the expensive furnishings alight in flame. The hyenas continue to savage anyone near.
A few of the patrons begin to escape the fiery nightmare but in their efforts another is killed.
rage put her at 3, when she dropped to 0 she has to drop rage thus loose 2 hp.