Burned badly by the laser, Olimpia only knows to try to pay back Hellion in kind. Unsure if the construct is limited by his grapple with Raktar, she uses acrobatics to advance 5' and full attacks, hoping that her shocking weapon will penetrate.
Shield (+4 Shield Bonus)
Keen Edge on +1 Cold Iron Wakizashi
Gravity Clip on +1 Cold Iron Wakizashi
Proximity Helmet +5 Perception
Dilana's spell again hammers Hellions frame.
Raktar struggles vainly against the iron grasp of the machine god.
Olimpia darts in and despite her attempts to evade she is attacked but the blow is clumsy and she in untouched.
Her attacks both hit, though her +1 Wakizashi barely scratches the metal.
Raktar is crushed again by the claw.
Hellion forgoes his tail for this round, deciding to deal with a problem. He casts a spell on Dilana.
Confusion.
The party may now act. This is round 3/4 of being slowed.
Raktar howls in pain as Hellion's mighty claw crushes him even harder. He feels ribs crack and breathing becomes more and more painful. He struggles desperately to escape.
Raktar gathers all his remaining strength, knowing that his death is imminent, and uses his hammer to lever open the giant claw. He prises the pincers apart just enough and slips free, dropping to the dusty floor, bloodied but alive.
HP 7/57
AC 24, touch 13, flat-footed 24 (+9 armour, +3 deflection, +2 natural armour)
Speed: 30 ft
Fort: +6 (+4 vs disease), Ref: +3, Will: +6 (+1 to all on effects vs technological objects and creatures with the robot subtype)
Conditions: bull's strength, lead blades, shield of faith, protection from technology, expanded armour
Melee attack (+1 earthbreaker): +8 (+4 BAB, +3 Str, +1 enhancement, +2 bull's strength, -2 Power Attack)
Melee Damage (+1 earthbreaker): 3d6+14 (+4 Str, +1 enhancement, +3 bull's strength, +6 Power Attack)
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"Eat... Plasma!" JJ shouts as he finally got content in his position and shot at the giant piece of scrap.
Dilana is not sure what Hellion tried to do to her but does know it did not work. A grin spreads on her face
"I think my magic is better then yours.... god."
Desna grant me strength to back up my mouth, not sure if this will work.
Dilana mumbles another word and points at the robots scorpion tail casting Recoil Fire.
RECOIL FIRE
School transmutation; Level sorcerer/wizard 2, witch 2
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, M (hoof shavings from a mule)
Range close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels)
Target 1 firearm
Duration instantaneous
Saving Throw Will negates (object); Spell Resistance yes (object)
The target firearm suddenly fires of its own volition, even if it is unloaded, generating a recoil so great that the wielder or carrier of the firearm must scramble to hold onto it and becomes flat-footed until the start of his next turn. If the wielder is already flat-footed, he is instead knocked prone. If the firearm was loaded, that ammunition is waste
Olimpia darts in and despite her attempts to evade she is attacked but the blow is clumsy and she in untouched.
[dice=Claw] 1d20 + 11;Her attacks both hit, though her +1 Wakizashi barely scratches the metal.
Olimpia tries to tumble around behind Hellion and flank with Raktar.
Figgy moves up slowly as the spell is still locking his muscles from working properly. Figgy then throws the vial of acid he has in his hands.
targeting the tail
Hellion Ignores Dilana's spell.
Jeremiah finally reaches the range he wants and fires, blowing a chunk out of Hellion
Raktar breaks free.
Olimpia dances gracefully behind the metal beast, driving her weapon deep into it.
His aim warped by his slowed senses Figgy misses Hellion, a few drops of acid sizzle on the tail.
Hellion now looks severely damaged, he whirls to face Olimpia and attacks with his claws and Plasma weapon, trying to destroy the danger that is harming him.
Now desperate he casts a spell on Olimpia.
Moonstruck
Will save DC18 Please Olimpia. It is a Mind effecting spell.
The party may now act. Olimpia, if you failed you are dazed this round and have dropped your weapons.
Watching the machine god flail in desperation brought a slow smile to the slinger's face. He was outnumbered, outmagiced, and out of luck. Once more, he pulled the trigger on his weapon, doing his best to put the bastard machine down once and for all.
Jeremiah sees a gap in Hellions armor, left by damage caused previously, he seizes his chance and places his shot directly into the gap.
Hellion seems to freeze. "Nooo!" He wails as his divinity is shown to be a lie. Sparks fly and suddenly he explodes violently in a ball of plasma.
Olimpia & Raktar DC14 reflex save for half damage please.
Loot
The only thing you are able to salvage from the wreckage of the machine god are two Facets. An Ego facet, and a Rage facet.
A dazed look comes into Olympia's eyes and both swords clatter to the ground.
She has the where-with-all to step aside and avoid all the damage from the exploding construct.
Still a little hyped up from the fight Dilana talks pretty fast.
"So that was it? He is dead that easy? So we run Scrapwall now I guess. What should we do now, make someone else be our arena champion?"
She looks around "Actually, I guess Jeremiah killed him so you can say your a god slayer.... Olimpia, are you ok?"
Figgy looks around, "Sorry I wasn't more help, that spell it hurt." FIggy holds his head and sides, trying to stop the world from spinning. "We should go back out and let the people know they are free?"
Olimpia’s eyes remain unfocused. Hey weapons are
Laying on the ground and she begins to babble incoherently.
Raktar dodges the worst of the explosion, but still takes enough damage to drop to the ground unconscious.
Olimpia is standing there behaving oddly, Raktar is down and not moving.
What are you doing?
"So that was it? He is dead that easy? So we run Scrapwall now I guess. What should we do now, make someone else be our arena champion?"
"Don't think that's how it works, but no one can deny that we're the biggest badasses in town."
She looks around "Actually, I guess Jeremiah killed him so you can say your a god slayer....
"As much as I like being called JJ the God Slayer, this bastard was still a machine that could cast and give out spells to his little cult. To me, that's scary."
...Olimpia, are you ok?"
Looking back to Olimpia, JJ did notice she was acting a bit oddly, especially since she now had claws and elongated teeth. "...What kind of voodo did he hit her with?
Raktar dodges the worst of the explosion, but still takes enough damage to drop to the ground unconscious.
Still, he was more worried worried about Raktar to question it further. "Di, Figgy, get him up!" He shouted as he moved closer to his comrade.
Finally noticing Raktar Dilana gasps and get out her healing wand.
"Maybe I need to worry less about beating a god then my teammates. I am sorry about that."
Still with distant stare in her eyes Olimpia's now clawed hand rips into her own midriff. The cuts are only scratches but begin to well with blood.
Raktar is on 3 hp and conscious. Olimpia has just wounded herself.
Raktar, Jeremiah & Figgy have actions. What is everyone doing?
Figgy looks at Olimpia with a sideways glance.
As Olimpia tears into herself Figgy moves to try to stop her,
Figgy moves over and begins fondling Olimpia.
Seeing Olimpia hurt herself, JJ immediately realized something was wrong with her. He only grew a bit confused as Figgy tried to disable her. Instead of waiting on others to find a solution, JJ moved for a more practical one. Letting his Inferno pistol hit the floor for the time being, he reached for his Stun Gun and took aim to try and knock her out before she did more damage to herself or anyone else.
Raktar suddenly comes round, his skin burning with pain and his head spinning. He sits up and sees Hellion's robot form collapsed into the dust. He also spots Olimpia looking very confused and clawing at herself. "What's going on?" he asks, pulling himself to his feet and picking up his hammer.
"Stay back she is crazed by the moon." Figgy yells.
In her third round of confusion Olimpai scoops up her enchanted cold iron blade and 5' stepping, slices at JJ. Her dazed look is now replaced with one of confused hatred.
but her aim is off and she slices at the air.
Shield (+4 Shield Bonus)
Keen Edge on +1 Cold Iron Wakizashi
Gravity Clip on +1 Cold Iron Wakizashi
Proximity Helmet +5 Perception
Raktar suddenly comes round, his skin burning with pain and his head spinning. He sits up and sees Hellion's robot form collapsed into the dust. He also spots Olimpia looking very confused and clawing at herself. "What's going on?" he asks, pulling himself to his feet and picking up his hammer.
"I'm a god slayer, Olimp's hurting herself, and I'm gonna stun her non-lethaly."
"Stay back she is crazed by the moon." Figgy yells.
"Can someone translate that to plain common?" The slinger asked before Olimp's slice misses him. "Whoa! Don't worry, I got this!" He said confidently before stepping back and taking aim at her.
"She is basically a werewolf right now, crazed and singular and she is looking to kill us all." Figgy continues to back away.
Unthinking and enraged Olimpia picks up her second sword, steps forward, again and cuts at JJ, but still cannot find that chink in his armor.
What is the party doing now?
"She is basically a werewolf right now, crazed and singular and she is looking to kill us all." Figgy continues to back away.
"Give her a nap, got it! JJ acknowledged as he felt his armor save him from her blade. She had the advantage in close combat, but he had the longer sword in a figurative sense. Still, he didn't want to hurt her too badly, even non-leathly. So, when he lined himself up once more, he tried to do so without hurting her too badly.
Raktar sees the obviously confused Olimpia launch her attacks against JJ, and isn't much less confused himself. He quickly moves over to JJ and tries to interpose his hammer between him and Olimpia's swords.
HP 3/57
AC 24, touch 13, flat-footed 24 (+9 armour, +3 deflection, +2 natural armour)
Speed: 30 ft
Fort: +6 (+4 vs disease), Ref: +3, Will: +6 (+1 to all on effects vs technological objects and creatures with the robot subtype)
Conditions: bull's strength, lead blades, shield of faith, protection from technology, expanded armour
Melee attack (+1 earthbreaker): +8 (+4 BAB, +3 Str, +1 enhancement, +2 bull's strength, -2 Power Attack)
Melee Damage (+1 earthbreaker): 3d6+14 (+4 Str, +1 enhancement, +3 bull's strength, +6 Power Attack)
The unnatural rage is still in her eyes as Olimpia crumples to the ground. Both held swords clatter around her.
With their comrade safely unconscious, JJ sheathed both her weapons and his before grabbing the salvagable tech from Hellion and throwing her over his shoulder. "C'mon. Let's recharge our gear and go see the cleric."
"Regardless we should go see her, maybe she will want to travel with us to Torch at the very least. We should probably check in with Redtooth as well before we move on. Honestly I just would like to see home again, maybe show my father how powerful his little girl has become. Of course he will probably just be drunk."
"You're right, Dinvaya and Redtooth have done so much for us while we've been here. We should check in on them and make sure that the twin will be safe in their hands once we've gone," Raktar suggests.
"Who do you think will be in charge of Scrapwall when we leave? Won't there be a giant power vacuum?" Figgy says as they head back to Dinvaya
"I guess leaving Redtooth in control would make the most sense. The woman at the gate, I wonder if she would work with Redtooth. Seems better to build a society to me but I guess it is up to them."
INTRIGUE IN IADENVEIGH.
At the end of the previous adventure, You defeated the mad artificial
intelligence known as Hellion, but have learned that it was not the only one of its kind. Between information gleaned from the walls Hellion's lair and from the pages of its minions (particularly the priest Nalakai and the orc barbarian Kulgara), you have learned that a much more dangerous and more powerful entity dwells in Silver Mount-an entity that Hellion despised and feared known as "Unity."
More importantly, you have learned of the android oracle Casandalee, a prophet and onetime worshiper of Unity whom Hellion regarded as something of a kindred spirit-even as a sister. Hellion believed that Casandalee knew much of Unity: its defenses, its weaknesses, and ways it could be combated.
Before mounting its assault on Silver Mount, Hellion wanted desperately to track down Casandalee, for according to its information, she fled Silver Mount after betraying Unity and took with her a device known as a Neurocam_ Much information could well be stored on that device-or, at the very least, her brain could be mined for clues.
Hellion's information indicates that Casandalee's flight from Unity ended inside a buried fragment of the crashed starship Destiny, under what is now the town of ladenveigh, yet the artificial intelligence hadn't had the chance to mount an expedition to investigate.
Your efforts in Scrapwall, while grueling were also profitable. You've spent some time in Hajoth Hakados with the unfamiliar, but enjoyable experience of having plenty of coin to spend.
But the pleasant break is over all too soon, you take the boat upriver to Torch to speak with those who sent you to Scrapwall.
What are you doing now?