The many Trails of Elrith

Game Master icehawk333

Adya looks up at la'vassa.
>>was half hoping she wouldn't make it...<<
Adya Ruffles around in her back, drawing out a loaded crossbow.

the creature has a baliista bolt pass through be back of it's neck, and is scorched horribly. It cranes it's neck down to Antony, seeming to ignore the speedy woman entirely. It's mouth cracks open into a cruel smile, it's mouth filled with webbing and the end of the ballista bolt.
"Scler... Ke-nall... Doshten."
the creature hisses out, it's eyes filled with a dark fluid. it doesn't attack, just stares with the horrid smile at Antony, gurgling and dripping blood.

"They can talk?" can I get a linguistics/sense motive/knowledge check to find any meaning in that?

feel free to try.

La'Vassa first
Know(planes): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
linguistics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
sense motive: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
int check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
know (nature): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
know (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
know (arcana): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

now Anthony
int check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
linguistics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
sense motive: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
know (religion): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
know (arcana): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

(Antony) there is a chance that the creature is speaking protean, but if so, you've no hope of decifering it. It's equally as likely jibbrish.

Anthony tries to remember the words so as to find a translator later... If one exists

Ruby looks at Ayda and asks "Can we kill it now? Rose is getting thirsty."

Adya simply takes a shot at the creature's face as an answer.
"Random gargling noises are no reason for pause!"
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30
1d8 ⇒ 6
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

"La'Vassa sees that the beast yet stands, La'Vassa fix this" she twirls a decorative, glowing staff with a silver snake head and a ball of blood red fire appears in the opening mouth of the staff which spews out a wave of flame
5d4 + 1 ⇒ (1, 1, 1, 4, 1) + 1 = 9
...

Anthony snaps out of his mild shock at the possible display of intiligence in the monster, and swings his weapo at it's wing shoulder joint 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 221d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
2d6 + 11 ⇒ (3, 5) + 11 = 19 but the creature moves out of the way before the second strike could connect

"time for pause, no, time for banter, yes"
she yells as another bolt is shoot.
to hit: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
damage: 3d6 + 9 ⇒ (2, 4, 6) + 9 = 21

"Agreed" ruby charges the beast with her scythe slashing at it's wing; dancing mockingly just within it's reach before once again retreating. charge: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31damage: 2d4 + 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (1, 3) + (3, 3) + 2 = 12performance: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

the beast seems oblivious to the beating it's taking, startign to drool and gargle louder.
"Keshalo na-kek. Renk-za Leb."
the creature hisses.
"Ze.. Lo... NEN."
the creature spits out a massive sprey of chaos energy, tiny arrows, and molten slag, right at Antony.
chaos damage, DC 20 ref save halves: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 5, 3) = 12
Fire damamge, DC 15 fort halves: 4d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 3, 3) = 13
slashing damage, DC 20 ref halves: 4d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 5, 6) = 20

... If I don't save that is exactly my HP in one round.... RNG don't fail me now

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26pass
1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20 pass
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 fail
3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 2) = 9
Anthony has just enough time to mutter "Lathender preserve us" as the wave of molten pointy death rushes towards him
He jumps out out of the way of the worst of the raw chaos and flame but the relatively mundane shrapnel catch him in the side for a grisly, bleeding wound. He calls upon the powers of his faith to grant him additional strength and stop the bleeding, but he nonetheless is in poor shape "..ow"
HP 22/45 LOH 3/6

with a gasp of fear, Ellen eyes steel, she focuses, exhales and fires.
to hit: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
damage: 3d6 + 9 ⇒ (3, 3, 3) + 9 = 18

La'Vassa sees the handsome looking paladin being sliced up by the wave of shrapnal and her grin leaves her face "La'Vassa sees she's gonna have to smack a b&~$+ here" 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 291d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 202d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 5) + 5 = 14x2=28 and she brings the glowing cane down on the creature's skull with an audible *crack*

These people have no sense of showmanship. Ruby thinks to herself as she once again charges the beast and dances away.charge: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25damage: 2d4 + 2d4 + 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 3) + (3, 4) + (4) + 2 = 18performance: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 11 - 2 = 111d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 6 - 2 = 12fighting defensivelyAnthony struggles to swing his sword but the residual pain from the vicious attack leaves him incapable of delivering enough force to bother the monster.
He backs up five feet towards Adya

Adya starts loading her crossbow.

the beast flinches at the crack, and squirms abount, seemingly too exhausted after that last attack to fight for the moment.

"Good, now then, you stay right there while La'Vasa fix the pretty boy, if you move, you gonna make La'Vassa smack a b~+~~ again"
cure moderate: 2d8 + 6 ⇒ (3, 2) + 6 = 11

HP 33/45
Anthony looks surprised at the wave of positive energy from the strange, if beautiful, woman "uh thank you?"
1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (2, 2) + 10 = 14
His surprise was great enough that his first strike goes wide, even if he mostly recovers by the time of the second strike

Ruby collapses her scythe back into a rifle and takes aim."Let's end this" attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14 Not braced for the recoil Ruby's shot misses decimating a nearby tree.

"how is this damn thing still alive, i have fought dragons less resistant than it!"
to hit: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
damage: 3d6 + 9 ⇒ (4, 3, 1) + 9 = 17

the creature howls in pain, the resanounce creating a blistering noise filled with pain and rage.
make a DC 15 fort save or be stunned until the end your turn. Stunning makes you drop all held objects. Antony does not get a save, and feels an intense burning sensation in his eyes, becoming blinded for 1d4 ⇒ 3 rounds and takes 1d6 ⇒ 4 nonleathal damage.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Adya simply snorts through the creature's pain.
"S' What you get."
1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
and her crossbow cracks again as she places a bolt between the creature's belly scales.

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24 Ruby shouts as she charges drowning out the creatures screams "Won't you shut up and die already!" attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29damage: 2d4 + 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (2, 1) + (3, 4) + 2 = 12

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 "iiieeeeeya La'Vassa tell you not to do this, La'Vassa reprimand you with FIRE" he says pointing the pimp cane at the monster as a wave of lava spews out of it into the monster's face "FEEL THE CLENSING MIGHT OF FIRE"
5d4 ⇒ (1, 2, 3, 1, 1) = 8

the creature howls and flails, twitching about and collapsing, twitching a few more times before finally falling still. Adya approaches the creature.

"Before anyone grabs for the peices of the beast, make sure you all know what peice you want."

"Grab piece? Piece of what? Does this fight have war spoils?" She says turning to the kobald.

Of course no answer comes in time for What happens next as Anthony shakes off his stunning and punches widely, smacking La'Vassa in the boob.

La'Vassa is clearly amused, saying "Well, dearie, if you wanted to celebrate, you need only tell La'Vassa, La'Vassa has had many a man throw themselves at La'Vassa, she knows how these things work"

"I'll take a fang, if there is no complaint."
she says as she gathers her unbroken arrows.
"oh, I'm Ellen."
finding the arrow stuck in a tree, she just shakes her head.
"Aim, defiantly need to work on my aim." she mumbles to herself.

"Continue on that vain, perv. I dare you."
adya mumbles.

"In what vein, it only natural that man who grabs a lady's boob is expressing jubilant affection"

Anthony releases his hand as though burned and blushes slightly as his vision returned "ah yes..." He answers to the other woman who approaches "I'm Anthony"

"It's scales could fetch a fair price on the market." She looks about realizing that introductions are in order." Oh, I am Ruby and this," she motion to her weapon" is crescent Rose. I am....pleased to meet you all."

adya just tires to ignore la'vassa.
"Indeed. But you Probobly don't want to sell them."
she gestured to the creature.
"Primal beasts disintigrate when a peice of them is removed after death, but every part of them is magical. Work a peice of them into something of yours, and it'll get stronger. That's why we need everyone prepared, so we can all take off a part at once."

"Then I shall have to work them into my cloak. What will you be taking Adya?"

"I'm mostly just worried about getting my sword out of it's neck at the same time. I'm worried it'll disintigrate with the beast..."

"If no one else wants any if it shall we begin?" As she says this Ruby adjust the cuffs of her sleeves. The tears of her clothing vanish making them look as good as new.

"I'm sure everyone wants some. Everyone get into position to take what you want."

walking over with the arrows that survived.
"so, it would be fine if I took both fangs?"

"La'Vassa will grab this piece" she says holding onto the the shoulder wing bone and transforming into a gorilla 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"I got the eyes" he says as he holds a knife and spoon from his mess kit to pop the eyes out without damaging them