Vanna presses the attack, her blade flashing silver back and forth.
Finds an old oil lamp on a wall, opens it and sits inside, pretending to the light, his body shining as bright as a torch so all can see. Load P looks on.
Well they should be able to deal with the rest of the blood drinkers now. let's see who kills the most
Vanna presses the attack, her blade flashing silver back and forth.
[dice=attack]1d20+10; 1d6+6+5[dice=p/r1]1d20+10; 1d20+10; 1d6+5+5[dice=p/r2]1d20+10; 1d20+10; 1d6+5+5
The bloodsucker dodges Vanna’s thrust!
Finds an old oil lamp on a wall, opens it and sits inside, pretending to the light, his body shining as bright as a torch so all can see. Load P looks on.
Well they should be able to deal with the rest of the blood drinkers now. let's see who kills the most
Four of the vampire spawns converge on Lady Giovanna and Wulfgar, while one leaps off its flaming coffin and charges Mwikali with a shriek of outrage and despair at the destruction of its grave, and another charges Altin as he is nocking another arrow to his bowstring! The seventh spawn glares for a second at Lord P, who is pretending to be a lantern light, before rushing toward the stairway and beginning to descend the stairs—perhaps to rouse the master vampire!
RRRAAAAARRRGHH!!! The spawn roar in frustration at their inability to land hits on the nimble swashbuckler and her hulking Northman ally!
Turning to face the Vampires converging on them, Wulfgar raises his weighted spear, swinging the weighted haft, at the nearest undead. Calling out, "Altin, wa' Haw' pIn'a' ghuHmoH bach." Not realizing that Altin probably cannot understand him in his rage.
[dice=attack]1d20 + 8 + 2 [dice=damage]1d6 + 15
** spoiler omitted **
The unnaturally jerking and weaving monk proves an elusive target for Wulfgar...
"Sure, Wulfgar, that's whatever you're talking about for you!" Altin answers his incomprehensible friend. He then manoeuvres away from the crazed monk in front of him and fires at him twice.
"Aww did you get offended" She says ending her spell and raising her wands. With a smile, she gestures trying to fool her foe into believing it was a spell she sought to blast them with instead she uses her powers over her clothing and lashes out to try and ensnare the Vampire
"Sure, Wulfgar, that's whatever you're talking about for you!" Altin answers his incomprehensible friend. He then manoeuvres away from the crazed monk in front of him and fires at him twice.
[dice=Shortbow+PBS+RS]1d20+9
[dice=Shortbow+PBS+RS]1d20+9
[dice=Dmg]1d6+6
[dice=Dmg]1d6+6
[dice=Shortbow+PBS+RS]1d20+9
[dice=Shortbow+PBS+RS]1d20+9
[dice=Dmg]1d6+6
[dice=Dmg]1d6+6
Altin launches a flurry of arrows that fell two of the vampire spawns, reducing their number now to but five!
GggRRrrAAAAaaagghhHH!!
"Aww did you get offended" She says ending her spell and raising her wands. With a smile, she gestures trying to fool her foe into believing it was a spell she sought to blast them with instead she uses her powers over her clothing and lashes out to try and ensnare the Vampire
[dice=Cloak CMB]1d20+5
The spawn easily disengages from the witch’s animated cloak...
Vanna skewers the spawn with her riposte! It staggers and then collapses into black fog!
Shaka pounces upon a monk thrall with a rumbling growl, choking the monk unconscious by squeezing his throat in his jaws!
GGGGRRRRRRRRAAAARRRR!!!
Flanking a monk thrall with Sir Godfrey, O’Reilly slips his daggers into delicate flesh!
Take that, ye sand-devil! Haha! The Desert Jackals and company be upon ye now!
Shaka pounces upon a monk thrall with a rumbling growl, choking the monk unconscious by squeezing his throat in his jaws!
GGGGRRRRRRRRAAAARRRR!!!
Struggling feebly in the tiger’s jaws, the monk succumbs to the pressure on his carotid artery and passes out!
UNGH!!
Flanking a monk thrall with Sir Godfrey, O’Reilly slips his daggers into delicate flesh!
Take that, ye sand-devil! Haha! The Desert Jackals and company be upon ye now!
In Arabic: Ouch! Damn you, you little midget!!
Taking advantage of the flanked monk’s distracted cursing at O’Reilly, Sir Godfrey hammers the monk on the head with the flat of his longsword, knocking the thrall senseless!
Taking advantage of the flanked monk’s distracted cursing at O’Reilly, Sir Godfrey hammers the monk on the head with the flat of his longsword, knocking the thrall senseless!
*CLANG!!* URKK!!
The clobbered monk falls to the ground, out cold!
Plad continues to drive the thralls on the battlements before his Sunblade and dancing sword Tarantella, pushing them back into the upper levels of the towers...
In Elvish: Back, you pigs! Back into the shadows like the cockroaches you are!
Mwikali lets her claoks frayed ribbons dance about as she brings forth her Scorching ray and blasts one off
Mwikali lets her claoks frayed ribbons dance about as she brings forth her Scorching ray and blasts one off
[dice=Ranged Touch]1d20+5+2
[dice=damage]4d6
This time, the witchcraft-animated cloak snaps sharply at a vampire spawn, lashing its undead flesh!
Takes out some nuts and chomps on them, looking on at the life and undeath fight below.
Flanking slam on Wulfgar... deals damage plus 1 negative level!
Flanking slam on Wulfgar... misses!
Flanking slam on Giovanna... misses!
Flanking slam on Giovanna... misses!
Slam on Mwikali... deals damage plus 1 negative level!
{b]"Unhand me Unclean!"[/b] She spats unleashing another blast from her scorching ray
Altin manoeuvres into a favourable position and fires two arrows into the fray.
Altin manoeuvres into a favourable position and fires two arrows into the fray.
[dice=Shortbow+PBS+RS] 1d20 + 8
[dice=Dmg]1d6+8[dice=Shortbow+PBS+RS] 1d20 + 8
[dice=Dmg]1d6+8
Altin’s arrows fell the spawn attacking Mwikali!
GRRRAAAAAHHHH!!!
The Desert Jackals defeat the vampire spawn in the Catacombs as their company of gladiators and harem girls pacify the thralls of the monastery with nonlethal combat!
Safi is all but won by the adventurers, but only the master remains to be dealt with.
The Master Vampire awaits the Desert Jackals in his tomb in the deeper Catacombs...
The Underworld assassin contracted by the Emir of Marrakech also remains a dangerous problem...
He begins his spree of magically stealthy assassinations against the attackers of Safi!
Good job...let's press on before the master sets up a nasty surprise for us.
The sprite uses his Detect chaos, evil to pin point the master
"well he is over there"
He takes great care not to look at the master and at once vanishes from sight.
In the Tomb of the Master, the Master is meditating in his sarcophagus...
Mwikali not wanting a repeat casts Mage Armor on herself.
"We should press on, get this over with," Altin hisses, motioning on.
The stairs descend 30 feet to a lower chamber, where the master vampire, the Abbot of the monastery, resides in his stone sarcophagus...
Cutpurse O’Reilly is the dark elf’s first victim... As the little handling is busy looting an unconscious gatehouse guard’s limo body, Spinner pricks the back of his neck with a dart from a blowgun, coated with a virulent Underworld spider venom...
Ow! What the... Oh... begorah... I dinna feel so good...
Succumbing quickly to the poison, O’Reilly slumps to the ground...
Mwikali begins using scrolls to cast protection of evil, after she finishes with her Mage Armor. As she stands she keeps her Animated Cloak alive just incase