The Reclamation of Zahvroma (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Dungeoneering.

Knowledge Dungeoneering: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

She yawns a little after finishing the last one she could manage. Looking at Rhy she asks, "Could we take the rest home Rhy? I'm feeling a little tired now."

"Of course sweetheart," Rhadaya says, caressing Tes' cheek. Getting Ieyasu's attention when he passes by she smiles. "This was absolutely wonderful, Ieyasu. Could we have what's left put together to take with us please?"

Ieyasu returns with a small box. "Here you are."

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Sādhanā identifies the creature as a mezlan, a bizarre fusion of oozes and a human being. Not much is known about them except that they are prohibitively expensive to create and thus extremely rare.

As the vampires continue their escape, the golem tries to hit Ammon.

Attack: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (8) + 22 = 30
Attack: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (4) + 22 = 26

The mezlan attacks the golem as it did before.

Attack: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (18) + 22 = 40; Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (5, 6) + 10 = 21
Attack: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (19) + 22 = 41; Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (3, 3) + 10 = 16

Round 4: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Celia, Sadhana, Golem, Mezlan, Ylrhea, Ammon

Ylrhea turns to run after the vampires.

Tesia tries to stifle another yawn as she takes the box from Ieyasu, "Oh thank you. Sorry...it's just been a long day. Everything was so yummy though." She says before giving him a tired smile. Opening the small box she puts the rest of the mochi inside before closing the lid. Taking out her coin pouch she asks, "So, what do we owe you for such a wonderful treat and your delicious Eel and rice?" Even though she was tired, she couldn't help but give him a satisfied happy smile.

"A gold," Ieyasu says.

Nodding she takes out the gold piece and hands it to him, "Thank you again so much. We'll see you again before we have to leave I'm sure. Have a wonderful rest of your evening Ieyasu-san." She says giving him a slight bow of her head.

Standing up from the table she holds the box in one hand while extending her other to Rhy, "Ready to go my love?"

Just curious....Cyna....do you still have that wooden stake that Alethiro gave you in your possession? I don't remember ever getting it back from you....but so much has happened I really can't be sure.

I don't see a post about me getting rid of it...

After a few minutes, the only thing that can be heard coming from the exhausted war priestess is the sound of her softly snoring as she's curled up next to the love of her life.

Okie dokie, just curious was all. I've been trying to remember lots of stuff lately and some things just get lost in the shuffle of the craziness that is Zahvroma. Lol So much stuff just seems to happen all the time, I can't seem to keep up with everything. I'm just trying to go back and see what things I might be forgetting about....and apparently there was quite a bit that I've found out so far. But that's neither here nor there right now. Go kick some evil undead butt!

I like the way Cyna deals with them though.

Once more, Ammon unleashed his full fury upon the Golem.

Shield 1: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 30

Fist 1: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (10) + 18 = 28

Shield 2: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21

Fist 2: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

Shield 3: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

S1 Damage: 2d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 4) + 6 + 1 = 17

F1 Damage?: 3d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 3, 6) + 6 + 1 = 20

F2 Damage: 3d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 1, 6) + 6 + 1 = 18

S3 Damage?: 2d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 + 1 = 13

Ammon puts a few more dents into the golem. As the others approach the mausoleums, a desiccated spirit rises from the ground. "You shall go no further."

Celia, Sienna, Ylrhea and Magestreia can hear a commotion coming from behind the largest mausoleum.

Round 5: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Celia, Sadhana, Golem, Mezlan, Ylrhea, Ammon, Nemhain

Frowning, Sādhanā begins to piece together what she is seeing contemplating if the golems might have been used as a containment method for something extremely rare and dangerous due to their anti-magic properties.

Knowledge Arcana (Am I on to something?): 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (16) + 21 = 37

She wasn't sure if Rhy was tired to or just distracted by something else, but it had been a really long day and she was sure that Rhy was just as ready to go home as she was. Leaning down a little she smooths some of the hair out of her love's face and gives her a smile as she gently places a hand on her cheek, "Ready to go home sweetheart?" She asks in a sweet loving tone while making sure her love is okay.

Sādhanā feels her hunch has some weight to it, but cannot be completely sure without actually talking to the mezlan.

Damn....*sigh* I know I did the right thing by not going...but a part of me is really really wishing I had gone. Gggrrrrrargh.

"Sorry love just distracted for a moment," Rhadaya says gazing into her wife's eyes, immediately feeling her heartbeat quicken slightly. "Let's go home."

Celia's eyes narrow as the spirit rises from the ground her sense and knowledge of the supernatural assessing it's presence.

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Giving her a smile and a kiss on the cheek she helps her stand, "Yes ma'am." She says as She puts an arm around Rhy before waving goodnight to Ieyasu and heading back to the house, a sleepy smile still playing at the corners of her mouth.

Trying to communicate in the midst of battle was never the best in any circumstances, and with Ammon and the golem at somewhat of a standstill, she needed to figure this out quickly. "پکڑو، ہم آپ کے دشمن نہیں ہیں. کیا آپ بھوک سے اپنی قسم کا ایک دوسرے کو آزاد کرنا چاہتے ہیں؟" she calls out to the mezlan in Draconic given it's magical background and likely age.

Getting back to the house, Tesia takes care to be quiet as she unlocks the door and holds it open for Rhy. After she and her wife are inside she closes the door behind them and quietly shuts and locks it, before taking the mochi and putting it in the cold box in the kitchen to keep it fresh. Making sure to be quiet so as not to disturb Charity as they came back in, they make their way quietly up to their room just in case their friend is already in bed.

Celia cannot identify the undead.

The mezlan ignores Sadhana, either it doesn't want to respond or it can't understand the magus.

Round 5: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Celia, Sadhana, Golem, Mezlan, Ylrhea, Ammon, Nemhain

Cyna chases after the others deeper into the cavern.

Double Move 120'

Reassured by Cyna's appearance, Sienna uses her magic missiles to attack the ghost.

M³: 10d4 + 5 ⇒ (1, 4, 2, 3, 1, 1, 1, 3, 2, 3) + 5 = 26

Relying on her magic fists, she rushes at the ghost and swings.

Attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 15 + 2 + 2 = 26; Damage: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

So 3 damage since it's incorporeal.

The golem divides its attacks between Ammon and the mezlan.

Vs Ammon: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (20) + 22 = 42; Confirm: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (10) + 22 = 32; Critical Damage: 4d10 + 18 ⇒ (9, 7, 6, 4) + 18 = 44

Vs Mezlan: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (18) + 22 = 40; Damage: 2d10 + 9 ⇒ (10, 3) + 9 = 22

The mezlan reciprocates.

Attack: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (11) + 22 = 33; Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (2, 7) + 10 = 19
Attack: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (5) + 22 = 27; Damage: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (6, 2) + 10 = 18

Round 5: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Celia, Sadhana, Golem, Mezlan, Ylrhea, Ammon, Nemhain

Moving defensively, Ylrhea goes to flank with Magestreia and attack the ghost.

Defensive Move, Double Move and Surprise Strike.

Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 17 + 2 + 2 = 38; Attack ignores AC bonus from deflection.; Damage: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Growling in frustration, Sādhanā moves to support Ammon, taking the attack to thew more immediate threat, while trying again to speak to the mezlan, this time in common.

+5 Black blade: 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 19 + 1 + 1 = 25
1d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 1

+5 Black blade: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 14 + 1 + 1 = 28
1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Punishing blow +5 Black blade (lose any fast healing/regeneration): 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 19 + 1 + 1 = 40
1d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Punishing blow confirm:(Lose all DR for 1 round) +5 Black blade: 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 19 + 1 + 1 = 38
1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

"We aren't your enemy. Do you seek to free another of your kind from the golem?"

Fleet warrior (Move + make full attack). Spend 1 Mythic point for Punishing blow

Celia moves forward sending a wave of divine energy ahead of her to wash over the spirit.

Channel Positive (DC 17 for 1/2 damage): 5d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 5, 2, 3) = 12

Move up to F17

Going into their bedroom she yawns again while starting to get her clothes off. Looking over at Rhy she says softly, "Hey Rhy....I know I was naughty earlier....but....but could we maybe wait till tomorrow for the trouble you said I would be in? It's...it's just Charity is probably resting and....and she was working all day so....so I don't wanna disturb her. Can it maybe wait until after she goes to work tomorrow morning?" She asks, feeling excited and nervous at the same time. She didn't know what kind of trouble Rhy had in mind, but she really didn't want to disrupt Charity 's rest. She hoped Rhy would be okay with waiting till the morning.

Rhadaya looks into Tes' eyes smiling as the love and anticipation she sees. The fact that she was always thinking about others was part of why she loved her so much.

[smaller]"We can definitely wait until morning love......besides.....anticipation makes things better," she whispers before giving her a soft kiss.

She swoons slightly as Rhy kisses her, bringing up one of her hands to softly caress her cheek she pulls back after the kiss and gives her a little smile. Nodding she says, "Yeah....yeah, though you're already pretty much the best thing that's ever happened to me...so it's hard for me to imagine that there could be anything that could make anything you do to me better....but I...I don't know....I think I'm just too sleepy to make any sense honey. Just know how much I love you and that you are ALWAYS worth waiting for." She says in a soft sleepy voice before giving her another kiss and getting into the bed she pulls back the covers and holds her arms out for her love.

I hope that makes sense, I was half asleep when I wrote it last night.

Finishing undressing she climbs into her love's arms, snuggling up to her sleepily. The perfect end to a perfect day.

Smiling as she takes Rhy in her arms, she pulls the covers up over both of their nude forms before giving her wife a kiss on the top of her head. Snuggling with her under the covers she yawns again and says in a quiet and sleepy voice, "Nigh night Rhy....love you." Her eyes remain closed as she starts to drift off to sleep.

Sādhanā destroys the golem, shattering it into tiny brilliant shards. A brief vision of an alien landscape fills the magus' and Ammon's mind.

"There is no other of my kind here," the mezlan replies, its weapon reforming into a hand.

Ammon feels his mind clear slightly as the golem is destroyed, Sādhanā's black blade removing it from existence.

Will Save: 1d20 + 20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 20 + 4 = 42

The spirit resists Celia's spell, hissing as it floats away slightly. It reaches out to Celia and the ghostly aura around it flies toward Celia.

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (13) + 21 = 34; DC 22 Fort Save.

Round 6: Cyna, Sienna, Magestreia, Celia, Sadhana, Mezlan, Ylrhea, Ammon, Nemhain

"G'night...love Rhadaya says softly, drifting off to sleep snuggled up against her wife.

This isn't going to end well, and I guess I won't be staying home after all. Well...who knows....I just got a bad feeling about this. Like I did with that stupid evil wolf paladin monster or whatever the hell he was.

I'm telepathically linked to Cyna as well so if something bad happens (like failing this save) I'll know and come running. If we need to back off we will, or we'll throw absolutely everything we have at them. I'll collapse the whole damn cave structure if need be.

Okay okay...just sayin' I got that sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. Just please please be careful.

Celia's making this save.

Yeah....you knew it was Celia that the thing went after right Mark?

Cyna dips forward and unleashes a barrage at the incorporeal warden.

Sorry I totally misread that.

Fort: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (17) + 15 = 32

Feeling the spirit's presence attempt to invade her body brings a burst of anger to the surface. Never again!

She was done being a victim.

Bolstered by divine power, the Anizari healer throws off the undead's power in impressive fashion.

It's okay, you was tired. Hey...aren't you supposed to be resting mister? Lol