Cronin's vestments glow and take on a greenish sheen. Iji notes the development.
"Resist me will you? But can you stand against my blade? I think not."
Ollosendre, on the other hand, seems resigned. Now nose to nose with his ancestral enemy, he bows slightly.
"This is not an honourable battle and I am compelled. Discussion of your potential existance is more appealing."
With that, lightning explodes from his blade, sending sparks into the air. As the crackling dies away, the sparks remain. Ollosendre looks disgusted with himself.
"We'll find out."
Nayce strides to Ollesendre and does his best to eliminate this threat so that they may focus on the larger one.
Nayce pops back into view and manages a fairly substantial blow on Ollesendre, despite his blade glancing off an inconsiderately placed armlet. The eladrin lord shakes his head slightly as the hitherto unseen assassin appears before him.
"Sneaky and dishonourable," he remarks in pained tones.
Iji, on the other hand, seems to be reveling in the chance to bring about carnage.
Roaring happily, he belches again and swings his falchion at Greeg, following up with vicious attack on the acid-ridden goliath.
Don eyes those Spark Spheres with disdain. They....look like they might explode on death, at least to his eye. Either way, he decides it's probably best to take them out with range. If only this acid'd stop burning into him, he might be able to concentrate more. No matter, people were getting hurt, and he just might be able to do something about it. He hefted his blade towards the spark sphere experimentally.
Deft Strike vs S1 (moving to C10 as part of the At Will)
damage
If that flattens it, Don moves to E 12 afterwards.
"Hey Platemail, need a potion? Big Guy?"
Greeg laughed in agressive joy at the fight. In response to Don's offer he shook his head and bellowed "No need Don, certainly not against a miserable Pundah like this. I have him in hand" He laughed again, mocking the Ogrekin in front of him.
The eladrin lord shakes his head slightly as the hitherto unseen assassin appears before him.
"Sneaky and dishonourable," he remarks in pained tones.
"Are you suggesting you would rather I left your eternal soul bound to a dusty dungeon with a dim, bloodthirsty oni as your only companionship? I will continue doing this my way. Some men have honor. The rest of us get things done."
"Hey Platemail, need a potion? Big Guy?"
"I'm good, thanks. You might want to stand a bit closer , as I have something that might help against the acid, the next time you puncture that vitriolic windbag."
Don's instincts prove sure as he chucks an experimental dagger at S1 and sees is vanish. Less joyful is the sight of some of Ollesendre's wounds closing over.
The eladrin eyes Nayce thoughtfully.
"A good point and well made. Iji has blighted by existance for centuries. He is, as you have noticed, a moron."
He nods. "We will do this your way. If you free me, will you take my body to Seluca for proper burial?"
Kevaras has always been curious about lightning from the sky, ever since he laid eyes on such phenomena, and thus knows better than to hit spheres of it with a metal sword whilst wearing metal armour.
Ollosendre, on the other hand, seems resigned. Now nose to nose with his ancestral enemy, he bows slightly.
"This is not an honourable battle and I am compelled. Discussion of your potential existance is more appealing."
Kevaras seems as resigned as the eladrin.
"I'll tell you about it later."
13 Temp HP + 99 of 109 HP, 11 of 13 Surges; Initiative +8
Surge Value: +28 HP; Speed 5
Passive Perception 20, Passive Insight 20;
AP: 1
Conditions:
Lay on Hands: 1 of 3
Dailies:
Encounters: Deliverance of Faith, Compel Obedience
Opening up the possibility of an interesting discussion, Kevaras attempts to force Ollosendre into a much less favourable position. Compelling though his words are, the eladrin's will is stronger.
The eladrin eyes Nayce thoughtfully.
"A good point and well made. Iji has blighted by existance for centuries. He is, as you have noticed, a moron."
He nods. "We will do this your way. If you free me, will you take my body to Seluca for proper burial?"
Amidst the chaos of battle, Nayce responds, "If I can know where it lies."
Greeg shrugged of the staggering blow that had knocked him from combat. Smiling, he stepped forwards and showed the upstart Ogrekin that he could reach as easily with his hammer at a distance as he could up close and personal.
The elemental weapon whistled as it travelled through the air, catching fire with the heat of a magma pool as Greeg called on the primal nature of the world to fell his opponent. He laughed in the joy of battle as the hammer struck, knocking the Oni to the ground and setting his hideous form on fire.
It was only then that he also realised he was no longer feeling the burn of the creatures acidic breath.
"I'm thinking I'll be sending you off to whatever hell awaits boyo. Starting to feel nervous yyet?"
Edit -
Ollosendre takes a moment to answer Nayce before events on the other side of the room distract him.
"You will find the maps on my desk in the next room. Oh, majestic!"
The last comment seems to be a response to Greeg. The goliath finally finds his hammer responding properly as he drives Iji's legs out from under him. The oni thumps to the ground, bellowing as unexpected flame starts to lick around him.
"I hope they're being stored properly, either flat as they would be in a properly built map chest or rolled as a scroll case might have them. I can't stand people who fold maps, the creases always seem to come out across the place you want to go so that you can't find it precisely, or sometimes you'll be wandering along happily when you come across a crease and the next thing you know you've been captured by cannibal lizardmen which isn't as bad as it sounds because, well, cannibals, but then it turns out that they need to sacrifice you to one of their gods so in fact it is as bad as it sounds at least if you consider being eaten and being sacrificed as being equally bad and who wouldn't if they didn't want to end up dead." Guldarin blasts away happily at both the parties foes.
Guldarin's informative discourse certainly distracts Iji long enough to allow a blast of radiant light to hit him painfully. Ollosendre, on the other hand, seems intrigued by a fellow scholar.
"We used pixies in Seleuca. They were often a little unreliable, but they treasured the cartography. Of course, for very large maps, one had to employ several."
Enjoying eavesdropping on Guldarin's byplay, Cronin nonchalantly brings his halberd down to meet the prone Iji, inspiring Don.
save vs ongoing acid
The acid seems to be as stubborn as Don himself sadly...
Iji roars as Cronin drops his halberd rather precisely on his head. Don is unable to take advantage of the resulting inspiration.
Ollosendre turns gracefully to Kevaras and narrowly misses the drow before stamping lightly on the ground and flying free of the flank. He lands on the table where Don's gigantic book was originally lying.
The Spark Spheres take the simple line of attacking whoever is closest to them. Guldarin somehow manages to avoid taking any damage. Cronin is less fortunate, but Nayce ducks aside from S3's double ranged attack.
Cronin laughs again as the spark sphere hits him.
Cronin simply absorbs some of the attack and uses it to charge his own powers.
Nayce continues trying to dispatch the ghostly eladrin.
Ollosendre reacts to Nayce's blow with a swift blast of lightning and teleports clear of the assassin.
Iji, in the meanwhile, indulges in a major scale tantrum on the floor, belching horribly at Cronin and Greeg before swinging at Cronin and attempting to put out the flames surrounding him. His temper does nothing to improve his aim and the goliath tag-team happily ignore his antics.
Don bolts into the other room, pausing only a moment in his run to clear out another spark sphere. The oni is more than enough to take him out, but damn if he's not going to at least make it easier on the goliaths!.
Deft Strike vs S3
pop goes the minion...maybe.
Move to M13.
"That other guy.." Don gestures to Ollosendre.. "all lightning and runnin...damn if that ain't hard to lockdown."
He doesn't say it to anyone in particular, but it certainly irks him. He takes a defensive spot near Kevaras and Nayce.
Minor: pull potion of regen.
save vs acid
Kevaras channels the might of the Raven Queen to aid the rogue.
13 Temp HP + 99 of 109 HP, 10 of 13 Surges; Initiative +8
Surge Value: +28 HP; Speed 5
Passive Perception 20, Passive Insight 20;
AP: 1
Conditions:
Lay on Hands: 2 of 3
Dailies:
Encounters: Deliverance of Faith, Compel Obedience
Don wipes out another Spark Sphere and heads back into the first chamber. There Kevaras does his best to keep the battered rogue on his feet and in the fight.
save vs acid...again
It's tougher to make a cleric fall from grace...
EVEN TOUGHER to make a druid fall
but the most manipulative expert griefers in the game...
can make the rogue fall.
Greeg stepped into the prone Oni and delivered one of the most powerful blows he could muster. There was something about this evil thing that brought out the big Guardian's ire, and he vented that felling through the heavy metal of his hammer.
As the hammer landed, the big man roared his fury into the Oni's prone form "Come on laddy, get up and fight! You were happy enough picking on my smaller friend not long ago, stand up and fight someone more your own size eh!"
As he did so, he strengthened his body with the hardness of stone, calling on the pretective spirits of the Guardian bear and the earth mother herself to protect him agains this things inevitable counter attack.
Don absently says "Good hit, big guy! despite he can't see him.
Don absently says "Good hit, big guy! despite the fact he can't see him.
Although he continues to melt, Don nonetheless cheers Greeg on as the goliath's hammer thumps down on the oni. Acid splatters up and around and Iji temporarily disappears from view.
"Excuse me, I realise you're a large chap and it's a bit of an effort for you, but if you could see your way to standing up it would make me rather happy as that actually makes you an easier target, and though I suppose that doesn't really make sense from your perspective I understand from some of my friends who hit things that people who are lying on the ground are in fact easier targets so you have to ask yourself whether lying down near large chaps with big weapons like Greeg and Cronin is better than standing up and being easier for me to hit which does make rather a conundrum I know, perhaps you're actually lying down to think about it, I always find I do some of my best thinking while lying down." Guldarin backs away slightly from the spark. "Shoo."
Guldarin's discussion is conducted with the space he assumes to be occupied by Iji, for the oni remains invisible. For once, the giant has the sense to stay silent as Guldarin slaps at empty air. Nor has he any better fortune attempting to hit Ollosendre or the spark. Both stay resolutely unharmed.
Cronin stows his halberd and takes on his form of a thunderbird -- a great eagle, wreathed with lightning. Bolts of lightning lash forth from his open beak, outlining Iji's prone form.
Lightning sparks around the fallen and invisible oni as Cronin's eagle form attacks. The blazing eye of the thunderbird give a predator's advantage for a little while.
Ollosendre keeps to the edges of the chamber, placing himself protectively in front of the books and leaving the attacking to his mindless servant. The spark sphere seems fascinated by Guldarin and flickers once more towards the dwarf.