| Kora Carletta |
Keaton sighs and runs his hand through his hair, starting to wish he was more aggressive so they could get this over with, but still resolute on waiting for them to make the first move.
He looks down to the snake on his shoulders. "Can you understand them?"
kora shakes her head.
| icehawk333 |
Anthony cries out in pain and drops his sword. He attempts to heal his wounds before figuring out what just happened
Antony's healing fails, fizzling out into nothing. Antony's spells fail and falter, and a dark energy gathers around him. His Devine energy flares, trying to fend it off, but the darkness seeps in. The moment it touches Antony, a ruble of thunder sounds, and there's a sound of shattering glass, as all of Antony's Devine protection shatters in an instant.
| icehawk333 |
Anthony collapses, crying in pain and loss at the striping of his access to the divine
the dark energy seeps into Antony's flesh, and his eyes start to burn, and the whole room abruptly goes dark. The gold in the room flickers to life, the only thing visible to Antony. His armor tears as wings rip out of his back, and falls apart as he grows in size. His other magic items fade away into his for, as his face elongates and his teeth sharpen. His skin turns rough and sharp, and a tail erupts from behind. He falls, no longer able to stand on two legs. His fingers sharpen and stretch into grotesque claws, and curled horns grow from the side of his head. He flesh feels like it's flaking off, and his ears are left with a horrid ringing. Then it's suddenly all over, and he's alone.
| Ayda |
Adya twitches. Thst sounded like it was still alive. She runs into the main chamber of the cave, and looks around. Failing to find any trace of Antony, but seeing his sword, she howls in rage, tightening her grip on her weapon. Her footsteps on the gold echo through the room.
"You... You..."
roll initative.
| Ayda |
initative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Adya doesn't really seem to understand, Antony's draconic tounge slurring his speech into incoherence. She focuses on her Blade, and casts detect evil. After a few moments, she points her sword at Antony, and Devine power suffuses her.
| icehawk333 |
1d3La'Vassa cackles as she flies to "if you no talk you BURN!" square X11
5d4
ref save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
The protean whirls out of the way, receiving only mild singing.to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
One of them manages to hit them with thier tail.
take one damage and make a DC 12 save vs confused.
| Keaton Renard |
Keaton pinches the bridge of his nose and waves his ink monster into the cavern.
"Guess there's no going back now. Gods, this feels like home invasion..."
Efude moves to X,13, skirting the protean's range of motion and takes a bite at it while it's distracted with Ellen.
1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 2 = 13 to hit + flank
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 bite 1d6 ⇒ 5 bleed
| Ayda |
Anthony backs up "Adya? what are you doing?... this... this isn't what it looks like...It's me, Anthony"
Adya charges at Antony, eyes burning with fury.
to hit: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31damage: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
"b*#~#!!+! that doesn't even make sense."
the holy energy from the sword burns in Antony's flesh. There's a distant sound of thunder, and a familiar sound of glass shattering. Adya's Devine powers fall away, glow fading from her sword entierly.
"... W-what?"
| Ayda |
Anthony winces in pain "none of this makes any damned sense!"
"I don't buy it. Not for a second."
to hit: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30critical confirm: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
damage: 2d6 + 14 ⇒ (3, 4) + 14 = 21
"His armor is in tatters, and his sword is discarded on the ground. I won't suffer being lied to."
she's starting to tear up.
"I donno how you stole my Devine powers from me, but I won't let that stop me! You... You'll..."
she's visibly shaking, and she raises her katana again to strike downward at Antony's head.
"You..."
| Jo'Vassa |
La'Vassa grins as her mind shakes off the mania that the protians produced and decides to attack in melee, dancing in the flames that still burned from her previous attack she bites and punches the nearest protian
bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
punch!: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 1d3 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
punch: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19 1d3 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
| Ayda |
Anthony gasps as the blade strikes him and he lays down and bares his neck to her "do as you must. May the morning lord have mercy on us both"
"You.. You..."
to hit: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17damage: 1d8 + 7 - 9 ⇒ (2) + 7 - 9 = 0
Adya thrusts the sword down, and stabs it directly into the ground next to Antony, before collapsing unto Antony's neck, wrapping her arms around it and crying.
| icehawk333 |
after taking quite a beating from all sides, the protean that was burnt is now battered, torn up, drained from, and all around dead. The other two continue to attack la' Vassa
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Thier tiny teeth and tails are a blur, striking and lashing at la Vassa.
Take 3 damage, and make another will save.
Antony Martin
|
Anthony sighs in relief as she hugs his neck. He had thought for sure that she was going to kill him, he doesn't really have time to process anything and everything is so overwhelming... .but here is someone he can help... and by all the gods that would listen that is not something he's going to ignore. "it's going to be ok... we'll figure this out... somehow"
| Keaton Renard |
Efude moves 5 feet to the west and snaps at the voidworm in front of him, not quite parallel enough for flanking.
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
1d6 ⇒ 6
Keaton moves further down the tunnel towards the brawl to get a better look, not casting any spells yet.
| Ayda |
Anthoony is startled by this admission and it's then that he really has time to process "That's not true, if anything I need you now more than ever... I'm mostly blind.... and a dragon.... I'm naked... and I've lost my connection to the divine... what do we do?"
"That's not the point, though! Even when you were like this, you still had to come to my aid, instead of me helping you right away. It's not right. As for what we do? I'm already getting some ideas."
| ellen griffith |
Ellen moves to the other side of the snakes, calls back luna and a red glow starts to emmeit from her. Ellen then spins her glaive at an enemy.
moved to 12v and attacked V2.
to hit.: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 2 = 13
| icehawk333 |
the protean bit by efude starts to bleed, but it stitches up and stops soon after. It seems proteans heal at farely remarkable speeds. The proteans turn to Ellen and attack.
to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
to hit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
to hit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
and all they manage to do is nibble at Ellen's neck.
take 1 damage.
| Trawl Dredger |
A massive figure slowly walks down a long and straight cave, his left, blazing arm raised up to provide light, his footsteps lightly grinding the stone floor and sending echoes down the cavern. The figure stops over what looks like a female kobold, and what can only be described as some sort of... Dragon corpse?
Regardless, the blazing arm is lifted higher into the air and the large man loudly snaps his leather clad heels together, saluting like a soldier with his other arm. Any expression he might have is concealed behind a simple iron helmet.