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"Ah crap baskets" the paladin curses in the celestial tongue. As he fails to avoid the wave of chaotic energy if any of it is considered fire damage he resists it a bit though but despite the sting of the attack Antony nonetheless still is able to jump up and strike at a wing, greatly damaging it
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
crit confirm: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22
2d6 + 9 ⇒ (4, 3) + 9 = 16

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The paladin flows with holy light as his wounds begin to stitch together. He sees the creature begin to flail around as it reacts to the balista bolt piercing it's wing. He readies his sword and tries to plot where it would land and where the bolt came from.
heals: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 2) = 8
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
and readying my remaining actions

icehawk333 |

I assume you mean to move where the creature looks to be falling, then ready a standard actin to attack.
The beast rather abruptly plummets to the ground, writhing and screeching, a ballista bolt stuck in it's wing, for a moment, before it simply slides itself out and clatters to the ground. The creature rears it's head back and starts to cough pathetically.
the creature is readying some sort of action

Generic monster alias |
an arrow hits the beast, pushing it foreward, as it's struck by more lighting from the storm. The beast's chest is torn open by the sword, only for teeth to form in it- it emits a horrid gurgling sound, and the chest mouth vomits a pool of acid on the ground, and across Antony's sword, a massive pool of the wretched substance forming on the ground.
1d6 ⇒ 6 damage to the sword and all gear, ignoring harness.
the horrid acid lingers on the gorund, pooling around Antony's feet, forming into a 20 foot wide pool.

icehawk333 |

the beast rears back slightly, preparing to lunge at morrigan, Antony's sword cleaving deep into it's side and the bolt of "lightning" hitting it right between the eyes. It lets out a loud, enraged hiss, as a huge ballista bolt hits it, but without quite enough momentum to break it's skin. It's head nearly touches the tree behind it, and it lurches foreward...

Ayda |

to hit: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
crit confirm: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
damage: 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 3, 1) + 7 = 16
crit damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
dex check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
opposed str check: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
"I challange you, beast! Fight me!"
adya draws her blade and cuts deep into the beast's neck in one fluid movement, as she releases her grip on the tree. She lands on the creature's back with a thud, a flare in her eyes as she digs the katana in deeper, the creature failing to get her off. The creature flips on it's back and slams into the ground, slamming Adya to the ground with it. There's a sharp exhale as adya has the air crushed out of her, and her grip loosens on her sword. She catches a glimpse of Antony, as the monster pulls itself up to continue flailing.
>>not... In front of him...<<
spending a hero point to add +4 to the dex check.
Adya's grip tightens again, and she pulls herself back towards the flailing beast, grabbing unto the sword with her other hand so that she's holding the sword along with the hilt. she smiles and winks at Antony, covered in blood, most of it not her own.
"Don't let me show you up, now!"
she's obviously hurting, and gasping slightly, but she manages to keep up a competitive facade.

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"Well if you want, I can stop holding back" he says charging at the creature's heart, that the left wing, the one without the spear like arrows, that he noticed while dancing around it. He swings his massive glowing great sword through it's torso, slipping through it's twisted wing ribs.
He whips the sword in the direction of the ground in a maner reminiscent of the flourishes of a dragons slayer's bladeed dance, as near as contemporary scolars can tell, to remove the gore, saying "or does that make this go by too quick?"
1d20 + 12 - 10 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 12 - 10 + 4 = 26
1d20 + 12 - 10 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 12 - 10 + 4 = 20
2d6 + 11 ⇒ (2, 3) + 11 = 16
called shot to the heart+hero point

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Conner seems surprised at the creature's apparent resilience to having it's heart ripped out, 'perhaps it has more than one' he thinks to himself, and he decides to keep swinging anyway, figuring that even if it can survive without a heart he'll keep swinging till either he or the monster resemble nothing more than ground up pork chunks, he'd like to see it try to survive that! 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 291d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 212d6 + 10 ⇒ (4, 5) + 10 = 192d6 + 10 ⇒ (2, 1) + 10 = 13

icehawk333 |

the beast takes the lightning right between the eyes, rearing back and catching the arrow aimed at it's eyes in it's mouth. The arrows starts to melt at the creature chews, before it's mouth starts to glow again, and it fires off a line of molten slag, filled with the destroyed peices of the weapon.
half acid, half slashing, reflex save DC 20 halves. -5 from morrigan's DR: 8d6 - 5 ⇒ (6, 2, 5, 2, 6, 6, 2, 6) - 5 = 30

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"Come on! Learn to die when you are killed!" He says slicing at the creature's legs 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 92d6 + 11 ⇒ (6, 1) + 11 = 18
His blade sinks in deeply but get partially lodged into the flesh stealing power from the second strike, causing it to bounce off harmlessly.

ellen griffith |

"not matter what you say about it, it is very resistant."
Ellen loads and fire her massive bow at the beast.
to hit: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 11 - 2 = 16
damage: 3d6 + 9 + 6 ⇒ (2, 2, 4) + 9 + 6 = 23
the arrow flies by the beast and lodges itself in a tree.

icehawk333 |

the beast screeches and flails again, trying to remove Adya once more.
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
and Adya goes flying, losing her grip on the sword, and crashing to the ground, using her claws to scrape the ground once she lands to avoid going too far.
4d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 4, 1, 5) + 5 = 19
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

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Anthony, upon seeing two of his comrades badly hurt, repositions himself between the two of them and raises his magical sword into the air and pours his magical power into the holy symbols engraved upon it and it bursts out in holy light of magical healing.
channel energy to heal, I likely provoke an attack of opportunity to get to this position3d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 5, 1) + 3 = 11

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Viewing from a distance she takes aim at the spot where the creature's wings met its body.it's Almost too easy. She slows her breathe and squeezes the trigger. attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29damage: 2d12 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5critical confirm: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18cooldown: 1d4 ⇒ 3

icehawk333 |

the creature screeches and reels at the bullet, and charges off towards ruby, taking to the air a moment to charge.
attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30
damage: 2d6 + 8 ⇒ (1, 3) + 8 = 12
the horrid beast's jaws come down hard on ruby, injecting a foul toxin as it's whole horrid, scarred, worked being bleeds out from the many holes in it. It doesn't seem deterred, nonethless, fighting with a vicious and cruel ferocity dispite it's hear beign gone, and having more holes in it then a cork.
fort save from ruby, please.

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Ruby glares angrily at the beast and clicks a button her rifle transforming it into a deadly scythe."Now you Stop!" she yells as she brings the scythe down in a arc of heated metal. attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10 Seeing her scythe miss ruby quickly retreats provokes aoo

Jo'Vassa |

As if summoned by the ranged onslaught firing down at the creature, a massive ball of fire smashes into the creature. Looking up at the source of the blast reveals a beautiful gnoll woman, draped in flowing silk robes, flying out from the glare of the sun. she calls out to the group "La'Vassa hopes that she is not too late, now, but not to be worryings La'Vassa is here now, you are safes"
6d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 3, 5, 4, 1, 6) + 1 = 26 DC 16 reflex for half, +1 is force damage