You are using Bonetti's Defense against me, ah? Naturally, you must suspect me to attack with Capa Ferro?
Initiative
just post as your init comes up; after everyone rolls or at least most; talk is cheap so you can talk regardless of init.
The little person says in a laughing and bit high tilted voice "Naturally... but I find that Thibault cancels out Capa Ferro. Don't you?"
You are using Bonetti's Defense against me, ah? Naturally, you must suspect me to attack with Capa Ferro?
Sure, if your at the window or door near the larder; it is now within 40 ft; but if it moves to engage Llevnoce nearer to the green door on its initiative; it wont be at that time.
Initiative
Namaste only:
Mistress, beware; I have heard and seen such undead children as this; they are called Slaymates and are very strong. This one is strange my mistress, perhaps evolved, perhaps you should not draw its attention to you; but learn how to hurt it as it kills your companions; then strike it when you know how or flee and consider in hiding.
Beware mistress; this one is very very strange; sometimes it has not magic in it or on it; sometimes it spikes magic so raw and primally powerful it momentarily blinds me; I have never heard or seen something do that before; and it smells and looks of undead; but when I watched it come up the road and concentrated my vision; I saw that the undeath was only in its belt; perhaps a ruse to fool vampires and such though I see no life aura in it, though, forgive your slave my mistress; I am not learned in such things as auras of life; I cannot say if it is alive or not.
"I've got an idea, which if it works, everyone will basically hold their action and attack simultaneously. On my mark , I'm going to try to Time Hop the little bugger , which will propel it forward in time . When it reappears, it will be in exactly the same condition, orientation and position as when it left. That would give everybody time to get into position to attack the square it was in when the Time Hop occurred, when it reappears (and get out of the way of its blows, if it was oriented in your direction). It is possible that it will reappear sooner than I expect, , but if everybody has a readied action, it would work just as well."
"Falco tells me this thing is called a Slaymate, except that it might not be undead, it may be masquerading as such. Do any of you know of such things?"
"Well one easy way to find out"
The little person says in a laughing and bit high tilted voice "Naturally... but I find that Thibault cancels out Capa Ferro. Don't you?
Unless the enemy has studied his Agrippa... which I have.
Init=27, Have ever heard of it?
Turn is a range thing; and it has to be able to see and hear you; so you will have to move to line of sight from you to it and speak your dieties invocation of turning loud enough that it can hear you. Just mechanics for your info.
"Well one easy way to find out"
from what they said; no; they are rare; but if they mentioin quickling; then you will have heard of it; maybe its a undead fey :)
a knowledge roll of sometype might help.
Init=27, Have ever heard of it?
it has a spell resistance of 22. Falco comes and lands on your shoulder when it communicated to you, sorry forgot to say, unless you order him to do something else.
"I've got an idea, which if it works, everyone will basically hold their action and attack simultaneously. On my mark , I'm going to try to Time Hop the little bugger , which will propel it forward in time . When it reappears, it will be in exactly the same condition, orientation and position as when it left. That would give everybody time to get into position to attack the square it was in when the Time Hop occurred, when it reappears (and get out of the way of its blows, if it was oriented in your direction). It is possible that it will reappear sooner than I expect, , but if everybody has a readied action, it would work just as well."
I hold action until Namaste tries the Time Hop.
it has a spell resistance of 22. Falco comes and lands on your shoulder when it communicated to you, sorry forgot to say, unless you order him to do something else.
"interesting for a dark elf; for I think they each used to pray to me once upon a time; its like a dream memory of what may once have been but is gone. I think if I try really hard I can remember each of their faces; wonderful fencers each.
it pauses a second; missing a few steps of the dance; then smiles and continues.
Perhaps I am taking advantage of you; you are wet and dripping from slime; dirty from you crawl in that hole; perhaps you would like to catch your breath before we dance some more; the music will continue a while, but soon the Operata will start; a magical song; you may not like Death Opera...
"But why did you start with Bonittas Defense, considering the terrain, it is not rocky; but then if your freinds cut in on our dance, my lovely playmate; I will be angered and perhaps find dance partners for them....by the way, that would put a damper on our relationship. Oh; and that is a beautiful sword you have, where did you get it?"
The little person says in a laughing and bit high tilted voice "Naturally... but I find that Thibault cancels out Capa Ferro. Don't you?Unless the enemy has studied his Agrippa... which I have.
kk; will roll my will save considering your spell cast; ok; nothing happens this round; is this continuous; do I have to save each round?
"interesting for a dark elf; for I think they each used to pray to me once upon a time; its like a dream memory of what may once have been but is gone. I think if I try really hard I can remember each of their faces; wonderful fencers each.
it pauses a second; missing a few steps of the dance; then smiles and continues.
Perhaps I am taking advantage of you; you are wet and dripping from slime; dirty from you crawl in that hole; perhaps you would like to catch your breath before we dance some more; the music will continue a while, but soon the Operata will start; a magical song; you may not like Death Opera...
"But why did you start with Bonittas Defense, considering the terrain, it is not rocky; but then if your freinds cut in on our dance, my lovely playmate; I will be angered and perhaps find dance partners for them....by the way, that would put a damper on our relationship. Oh; and that is a beautiful sword you have, where did you get it?"
I started with Bonittas Defense to see you skill. I did not want our dance to end so soon. You are truly remarkable. I was to be a Wizard. But alas war with the undead has lead me to learning the rapier. I have learned from the best teachers the last twenty years. I am not winded from the slime or the crawl. You see I am not left handed. You see I did not want to take unfair advantage of you. I wished to give you a fair fight. As for my sword. My Father made me it for me. There is no other like it in the world.
Do not worry about my companions. This is our dance. If they intrude I will protect you. So tell me more about this Opereta. Why do you think I would not like it? For I do appreciate most music.
He says it is his dance, so be it. Let us not interfere. That is his choice.
ok; waiting for the turn roll.
So you have studied nothing but swordplay for the last 20 years; wow; impressive. Your fathers sword; a fathers care; wonder what that is like.
well, I am not left handed either; and these are not really daggers; the daggers shimmers as if an illusion is dispelled and they grow to short sword size but slim; like a poignard if that is the right term.
Let us dance some more..why did you move so far away; my arms are not that long; dont you like me? your wounds were heroically won; the red ribbons of blood earned credit for your brilliant sword play; come let us dance and see what honors of skill you can win; give me your best...oh; and the song; well, it is song by undead lyracists who seem to drive living men insane and then they are naught but corpses to grow cold in the street; not very good playmates. It is hard to find a worthy foe to test my skills; how else is one to learn and grow stronger? All this talk; my throat is dry; perhaps you will wet my thirst before long my beautiful cupcake.
oh; your freinds can play too, do they dance?; I appreciate your honor; well not really but it seemed polite, it doesnt seem polite to attack your comrades; still for those who do not act with honor wont be treated with honor, they will dance soon enough.
Well; you know that is probably out the window; Namaste cast a spell on him; you way an aura flare a little as the spell penetrated his spell resistance.
He says it is his dance, so be it. Let us not interfere. That is his choice.
ok; waiting for the turn roll.
So you have studied nothing but swordplay for the last 20 years; wow; impressive. Your fathers sword; a fathers care; wonder what that is like.
well, I am not left handed either; and these are not really daggers; the daggers shimmers as if an illusion is dispelled and they grow to short sword size but slim; like a poignard if that is the right term.
Let us dance some more..why did you move so far away; my arms are not that long; dont you like me? your wounds were heroically won; the red ribbons of blood earned credit for your brilliant sword play; come let us dance and see what honors of skill you can win; give me your best...oh; and the song; well, it is song by undead lyracists who seem to drive living men insane and then they are naught but corpses to grow cold in the street; not very good playmates. It is hard to find a worthy foe to test my skills; how else is one to learn and grow stronger? All this talk; my throat is dry; perhaps you will wet my thirst before long my beautiful cupcake.
oh; your freinds can play too, do they dance?; I appreciate your honor; well not really but it seemed polite, it doesnt seem polite to attack your comrades; still for those who do not act with honor wont be treated with honor, they will dance soon enough.
I like you just fine. You dance beautifully. But I have no desire to listen to a song that drives the living insane. Or to be a cold corpse upon the ground. If you are thirsty we can stop awhile and share drink. Most of my friends don't dance. Only one slow dances. Shall we take a respite to drink a toast to one another?
I stand guard for anyone else coming towards us. If it looks like he is in trouble, (about to die) I will attack.
Kemnebi ducks instinctively when Llevinoc leaps thru the broken window to join the child-thing on the street. When he bravely lifts his head again, the 'dance' is already begun. Even as he voices his fears, the young mage's encyclopedic mind begins attempting to unravel the mystery before him. What is this creature?
KNowledge Rolls: Arcana: 1d20+13=19, Planes: 1d20+13=29, Religion: 1d20+8=17
"What on earth is he doing?!?" Kemnebi hisses in tense amazement as the two figures begin circling each other in a deadly dance of flashing steel.
we are on any init after 22; so just do your thing. hehe gm is chuckling that the dark elf is gonna get eviscerated and everyone is gonna watch; thoron; you selling tickets? jk
I'll walk up to the creature and punch it in the head (flurry of blows).
"When it time to fight, fight don't talk".
Namaste switch me with the monk quick. He is not thinking and is likely to cause more harm then good. This is not a fight but a play session. Otherwise if this was an undead you know that Llvenoc would not be intentionally not trying to make it undead again. And what would an undead need of wooden stakes. It would not have to fear or combat the vampires they are meant for. Also the only thirst of undead would not be for water. Hwe-Ko did not learn patience where he was taught.
Namaste switch me with the monk quick. He is not thinking and is likely to cause more harm then good. This is not a fight but a play session. Otherwise if this was an undead you know that Llvenoc would not be intentionally not trying to make it undead again. And what would an undead need of wooden stakes. It would not have to fear or combat the vampires they are meant for. Also the only thirst of undead would not be for water. Hwe-Ko did not learn patience where he was taught.
"That's probably wise. Just give me a moment to concentrate ....
by the way great use of Princes Bride for the combat
:)
Kemnebi blinks, then quickly reaches into one of his many small pockets to grab a bit of magic flotsam. "Are you sure?" He asks Thoren doubtfully, his fingers already making tiny movements. "Cuz it sure doesn't look like a friendly play match. And I can blast it without hitting Lllivenoc, no problem,..." Despite his words, the feline-faced mage hesitates, looking from Thoren to Namaste to Nebibit for confirmation. His uncertainty showing in his yellow, slit-irised eyes,...
I'll walk up to the creature and punch it in the head (flurry of blows).
"When it time to fight, fight don't talk".
Your first attack lands; the second two miss as you catch it a bit from the side. With your mass and strength it sprawls but dances and rolls with it ending up crouched.
I'll walk up to the creature and punch it in the head (flurry of blows).
"When it time to fight, fight don't talk".
You invoke your diety and nothing happens; you become sure that this is not an undead creature and have a insightful glimpse that it has diefic power of its own.
This only took a partial action; you can still do an action in your initative; remember talk is cheap so you can always do that.
QUOTE="Nebibit Sanura"] Turning attempt
Of course you do; anytime you make the gm laugh or groan or chuckle like a manical madman; you get extra 25 exps; it is a law in my game, after all; we are all here to have fun.
QUOTE="Namaste"]
Namaste switch me with the monk quick. He is not thinking and is likely to cause more harm then good. This is not a fight but a play session. Otherwise if this was an undead you know that Llvenoc would not be intentionally not trying to make it undead again. And what would an undead need of wooden stakes. It would not have to fear or combat the vampires they are meant for. Also the only thirst of undead would not be for water. Hwe-Ko did not learn patience where he was taught.
"That's probably wise. Just give me a moment to concentrate ....
by the way great use of Princes Bride for the combat
The only way you could do this in game mechanics is to blow your next action and try to parry; but you loose actions your next turn and will end up flat footed if you fail. up to you.
I'll walk up to the creature and punch it in the head (flurry of blows).
"When it time to fight, fight don't talk".
I hope Astinos posts soon; I am siked about if he will detect evil and what he will do in this situation; we have a great interplay of pc's that is pretty neat.
Jewel says:
" can anyone dispel the magic on "the blade of the Drow" as I think he is being controlled by the creature; as he moved to fight it; then is defending it; that kiss was probably some dread enchantment, his actions defy his training; why else would it hit him so easily as if to enslave him; yet do so little damage; it must have been a use of some unseen power.
Astinos; will you move him into your aura; that he gain your strength and perhaps reaquire control of himself?
My mental attack on it failed miserably; its mental shield are very strong; it is inconcievable that I, the Jewel of the Empire, would fail. If this is a Slaymate; we are in dire straights as it a herioc killing machine far greater than a vampire or mummy; perhaps on the scale of a vampire lord or tomb king."
she pulls out a crytaline wand and the tip begins to glow blue and green fire.
she hears the assessment of her team mate; "not undead; than what are we dealing with......<she looks at it and her eyes glow (her second action)> OMG it has massive power; then doesnt; then radiates faint magic; then nothing; then it spikes way high; what in creation is this creature; That is inconcievable."
As he is spinning to intercept the monk, I will move forward and attack. 1d20+15=29, Dam. 2d6+13=22