Xaaon's Curse of the Crimson Throne

Game Master Xaaon of Xen'Drik

"Yaaaargh!"
Sgt. Drakus stumbles a little as he is hit.
"Bastard! Let's get him!" He will surge forward to get into combat with the attacker.

Panish follows after Sgt Drakus as swiftly as he can. He brandishes his shield - the symbol of Iomedae glowing brightly as he does so - and lays his hand on the burly warrior. A soothing blue shimmer radiates out from the point of touch, soothing over some of the wounds the veteran has received.

Lay on hands, used 1 of 7 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9

As his injury is soothed away, Sgt. Drakus breathes a sigh of relief.
Saluting smartly, he says "Much appreciated Sir Panish. Now let's finish them!"

"Lets get out o tha line o sight lads!"

Heads forwards with all haste to not be a still target......

MAP

The derro disappears around the corner...(see map...not exact location)

Sgt. Drakus surges forward after Donagar.

"Imah ready tah be done with these wild-haired crazy littl f+*!ers!"

"By Iomedae, let's hope this is the last of them..."

This chamber holds a large fourposter bed and a simple writing desk,
along with a full-length mirror propped up against one earthen wall. Up near the ceiling is a flying derro.

His initiative is top of the round, but this turn he flew away from you to get a better position. He's flying above the bed now.

Sgt. Drakus eyes the flying derro and mutters; "I really hope the bastard is in reach."
He steps forward and attacks.

Masterwork Bardiche: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27 for a possible 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 cutting damage.
...Critical threat? 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24 for a possible extra 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 cutting damage.

"Get yerselves intah possition Imah gonna try calling a flyin derro!"

Casts command
"Approach!"

Initiative Order
22 Derro 24dmg
19 Drakus
14 Marra
6 Panish
4 Donagar

Drakus is still able to reach the low-flying derro. Slashing at it, he opens a wicked wound in the Derro's chest.

Panish gets close to Donagar, readying himself to strike at the flying critter if he comes. "Iomedae will fell you, foul master of the dead!" Ready action to attack, and declare smite on the derro

Marra pronounces judgment of destruction on the the derro (swift action) as she raises her crossbow to fire. The bolt skips off the ceiling.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
1d10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

D'oh! Thought I was waiting on an action for Donagar...sorry

I'll get the round updated done today.

Donagar casts his spell, has a beer, and readies an action to put a hurt on this guy if he fails his save........

The Derro gibbers in Aklo and Common combined...
"
"Approach, cockroach, monglowtch, chokchowch. Birds of a Spreetok, Laugh like a feather". Suddenly everything goes black again, except for Donagar and Chirrip...Ah, Darkness...such a nasty nasty spell when not prepared for it. Obviously the command slid off his clearly insane mind

"Another Cucko tah adds tah mah clock then!"

Dire Flail
attack 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
damage 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Panish's voice has an upset timbre, "Iomedae's beard! This is enough with this dark tomfoolery! Can somebody fix this?"

"Feels yah chin itchin boy-o tha is yer beard growin in another hunnerd years an youll be a dwarf. Gonna buy some potions next time were in town!"

Sgt. Drakus utters a blasphemous oath. Darkness. Again.

Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8

He steps forward and attacks.

Masterwork Bardiche: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9 for a possible 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 cutting damage.
Miss chance? (high to hit) 1d100 ⇒ 90

So many ways to fail...

"Another Cucko tah adds tah mah clock then!"

Dire Flail
attack 1d20+7
damage 1d10+7

So says the character that's nearly as crazy as the derro...LoL

In addition, without a reach weapon, you can't hit the derro at the ceiling, it's just too high up for your stature.

"Iomedae, guide my this bolt to my enemy." Even in the dark the bolt strikes home, the sound of flesh tearing as the bolt impacts the derro.

1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 5 - 4 = 20
Miss Chance odd hits, 1d2 ⇒ 1
1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

"Drakus lets me borrow yer pig-sticker this one is on tha ceilin an I kent jumps high enough tah get him!"

Assuming Drakus is willing to switch weapons...

"How dah yahs likes me now, yah coo-coo?"

Attack
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Damage
1d10 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Panish tries to generally gauge the direction of their foe and blusters into the darkness: "You foul abomination! Iomedae will seek out your heart and cleave the evil from it leaving nothing but a hollow husk!"

Intimidate 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Sgt. Drakus flinches a little at the thought of giving his Bardiche away, but then reluctantly hands it over blindly to Donagar.
"Just... don't lose it."
He pulls out his flail just in case he gets lucky in percieving the enemy.

"Drakus lets me borrow yer pig-sticker this one is on tha ceilin an I kent jumps high enough tah get him!"

Assuming Drakus is willing to switch weapons...

"How dah yahs likes me now, yah coo-coo?"

Attack
1d20+8

Damage
1d10+7

I believe you get a -4 to atk with it, since it's a Martial weapon not on your cleric weapon list...

Marra will attempt to fire her crossbow again into the darkness, as thestone bolt skips off the earthen ceiling.

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Miss Chance odd hits1d2 ⇒ 1

The derro cackles with glee chanting something in Aklo as he points a hand toward the dwarf.

Donagar DC16 FORT save vs. Blindness

Fortitude save
1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

"Here's mud in yer eye, yah f#~+!"

Attack
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 includes penalty

Damage
1d10 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Ah you spoiled me fun...wanted everyone to be blind. heh

Round 3 will END with Donagar's second Bardiche attack, everyone else post round 3 actions. (except the derro, his rnd 3 action was the spell)

Marra shouts, "pull out of this room, so we can see..."

Sgt. Drakus will carefully retreat until he can see again.

"Good plan ya'll gets tah where yah ken sees. I'll hold a coo-coo off yahs."

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"Don't you dare try to run, evil-doer! Your minutes are numbered! Iomedae's steel is already upon you!" Panish tries to up-the-ante on his previous intimidate attempt, but in the dark he's left without a proper direction to focus on - and his words echo hollow in the room.

Intimidate 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Donagar strikes the derro again, as the others move to retreat, the stalwart dwarf sloughs off the spell.

Sgt. Drakus continues to ease on back, bumping into things...

Panish moves towards Donagar, his voice raised as he walks, "Fiend! This darkness will not ensnare us! Behold how the powers of good hold sway even in this blackness!" He moves to Donagar cautiously based on the sound of Donagar's cussing, and casts protection from evil him. "There! Fight with confidence and know that the gods won't abandon us."

"Keeps laughin I'll cuts yer legs off!"

Attack
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Damage
1d10 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Derro piniata?

Apologies all, this weekend snuck up on me big time, Gam3rCon, and I was running games, missed ComicCon, cuz my hook-up fell through...but good time was had by all, plus on Thursday night, had PFS game to play in. So from Thursday Night on, I was running around crazed...I'll update today, I hope, trying to catch up on everythign else after a con weekend.

Marra begins to realize what Panish is doing, and calls out in a booming voice, that only an inquisotor can master. "Foul creature of the depths, you shall not pass this day, you shall fall and forever be forgotten amongst your own kind as well as ours, none shall sing your name, as none shall know it."

Intimidate1d20 + 14 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 14 + 4 = 26 (DC18) had to add the size bonus in there. Med vs. Small = +4 to intimidate

You all hear the little psychotic's voice break and stagger in it's insane mumbling, not for long, but the seeds of doubt have been placed. Shaken 1rd+1rd for beating it by 5 or more.(could have been 5 rounds had I rolled high enough)

Continues to back up, reaching back to see if he can find a doorway.

Attack
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Damage
1d10 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"Time tah die!"

Confirm critical*
*includes trait bonus
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Everyone else backs out of the room as you hear Donagar cursing and the unmistakable sound of a polearm striking flesh.

"Nows yer comin down tah play!"

Attack
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Damage
1d10 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"Hah! I can hear it! You're evil will be vanquished soon!"

Intimidate 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Hands itchy without his bardiche, Sgt Drakus yells; "Donagar! Did ye get him?"

"If only we could see! Donagar come out here! Don't fight it alone"

Donagar:

Donagar shouts, "Nows yer comin down tah play!" You hear the clang of the weapon hitting something, soft, possibly the bed. Then you hear a dark sounding spell followed by a grunt from Donagar, as you all stand int he adjoining hallway, just at the edge of the unnatural darkness.

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