Reflex Save?: 1d20 ⇒ 12
The zombie thrashes for a moment as the jet of fire hits him, then goes still as the flames start to consume the body.
The other zombie lurches towards Kavell...
Acrobatics?: 1d20 ⇒ 13
...and manages to keep its footing on the grease as it swings a decaying arm at him.
Slam: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Damage?: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
The zombie's fist hits him right in the gut.
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Slipping past Sunday, Kasha brings her sickle across in a vicious, predatory slice through the zombie's neck.
+1 Sickle: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27
1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 1 = 7
+1 Sicle (confirm): 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 = 20
1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 1 = 7
If the one who cast it can dismiss a Grease spell, then assume Valeria did the moment the zombies were down so that none of us have to make an acrobatics check to move through.
Boxes and sacks lie neatly stacked in the chamber beyond the secret door. Shelves holding orderly bins have been built into the walls. A wooden locker stands beneath the shelves. Despite the seeming order to this room, a faint charnel reek underlies the place.
The half-troll mage turns and glares at Friday, preparing another spell.
acrobatics dc 10: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Despite the slick footing he moved quickly slipping past Friday.
"Look Suishen, the evil doer."
He said simply Slicing low.
attack the troll fellow: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 1 - 4 = 12
damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 + (6) = 16
I dont think the 12 hit... a shame that was 6 points of fire damage if it had *lawls*
Moving to just outside the door, Kasha stands back against the wall, her baleful glare amplifying Kavell's righteous anger, filling him with the need to punish the enemy before him
Fury hex;Kavell +2 morale bonus on attack rolls and a +2 resistance bonus on saving throws against fear for next 3 rounds
Moving past Kasha, Valeria conjured up more grease, filling the space under and behind Goti.
Aiming to cover the four northern squares of the room - leaving the square Kavell's in and the one to the right of it clear for people to stand on safely.
Reflex Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
This time, Goti is prepared for the incoming grease, and effortlessly keeps his balance.
He intones another spell...
Defensive Casting: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
...and manages to complete it while playing keep-away with both Friday and Kavell.
There's a rumbling of stone as the floor suddenly gives way beneath them! The southeast corner of the storeroom remains standing!
Friday and Kavell, please give me Reflex Saves. If you roll higher than 14, you do not fall into the 20-foot pit that Goti just created beneath you. Friday will be forced back, Kavell will be forced into the room.
Possible Fall Damage?: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9
Friday and Kavell!
reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
reflex grease: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
attack from prone,Fury hex: 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 - 4 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 4 + (5) = 15
His move forward away for the sudden pit looked divine and for a moment his innate graces seemed almost enough to let him keep to the fight. Then his feet went out from under him. A quick curse escaped his lips, no doubt learned from his lover Kelda, and brought out but the fury building in him. But that didnt keep him from slashing hard at the half troll Goti, Suishen still aflame.
At least im guessing that I would have to make a save versus the grease for leaping into the room yeah?
Seeing the half-troll standing over her companions and dominating the fight so far Kasha utters a low sound of annoyance that almost sounds like a growl. Chanting in druidic, she completes a complex gesture as she rises off the ground in a rush of wind. She quickly flies into the room and up, staying near the ceiling to avoid both grease and any more pit spells he might have in store.
Cast fly, fly up to ceiling level.
With the grease not really helping, Valeria dismissed it as she repositioned to try and get a better sight on the enemy.
Forgot that dismissing a spell is a standard action.
The half-troll sneers at Kavell before turning his attention to the flying Kasha. He starts trying to cast a spell...
Defensive Casting: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
...but unfortunately for him, he's so focused on not leaving himself open for attack that he loses concentration on his spell. He grumbles.
Friday & Kavell!
The DC to climb out has been reduced to 20.
Despite the chance their foe would strike at him he rose from the floor where he had slipped. He wanted to remind the sword that unlike it, he could die from a stray claw or blade from rushing into things... but instead he took a deep breath, half rolled to the side and rose to his feet.
attack, Fury hex: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 2 = 12
damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 4 + (6) = 17
Perhaps he had hurried too much, he was on his feet and swinging at least.