Zinou's Shades of Ice Trilogy (standard) (Inactive)

Game Master Zinou

- I am sorry for my friends' attitude. We really just don't want any wrong ears. It's about that thing you asked.
Seytiko winks meaningfully.

Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

@Rogzul: indeed, the man didn't notice you before some huge barbarian went to talk to him. :)

Hjort is looking with confused eyes and eyes you frantically, not knowing to whom answer. He chooses the kitsune is less threatening and says holding his hands in the air.

"Wut are ya talkin abut? I dunnot understand! Wus jus' doin' dis fo' money. Easy money dey sez!"

As Theadric starts to threaten no one in particular, the guys at the table in front of him stand up at once and with a toothy grin start to warm up their wrist and cracking their necks.

"Looks like underfoot is lookin' for trouble!"

Two guys with axes (the two different guys) stand up at once and Rogzul senses they were listening very closely to what Hjort was saying.

"There they are! Filthy outsider scum! You'll be cryin' ya mota!" says one of them as another add:
"Yeah! Yo momma is so ugly that when she tried to join an ugly contest they said, "Sorry, no professionals." and the crowd erupts in laughter.

The bartender laughs as he runs into the kitchen and chaos soon erupts. Bar stools fly, ale is spilled, and several drunk patrons enter a wild melee.

Seems like the two men, as well as several drunk patrons want to have a word with you...

Rumble at the Horned Helm - Round 1 - Fight!
Theadric, Angus, Rogzul, Seytiko, Vires
Bar patrons and crowd
Rimble

- Hey, I bet your father wanted to be a linnorm king. He even downed one. But that was no linorm, that was your mother!

Draw blade, spellstrike (shocking grasp) closest guy.
Attack, spellstrike: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Seytiko: Are you hitting your friends? There's no one beside you.

Judging by the roll, I am not hitting anyone. I will move the character once I get to a more internet friendly place.

UPD: There we go.

- Hey, I bet your father wanted to be a linnorm king. He even downed one. But that was no linorm, that was your mother!

LMAO!!!

Angus grins and unslings his scythe. He clears his throat. "Well, chaps, we had hoped to have a civilized conversation in a civilized town, but I can see it's to be a row with you ruffians. Have at you!" He speaks in an oddly refined voice, not anything like his usual rasping belch of a shout.

He slaps Fang, who leaps atop the table to his south and lets out a howling hunting roar. Angus steps into the space Fang left and smiles at the drunk, swinging his scythe to knock him out! Scythe, NL: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 5 - 4 = 14 for 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 2) + 3 = 7 damage!

Fang is a much less complicated sort. He just tries to bite someone's face off. Bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21 for 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 damage!

Hjort is not part of this battle, correct? If he is than I just gave him an AoO too :/

Rogzul takes a quick look round and realizes there is no good spot for him to cast from, so he decides to be bold. Walking up to drunken group of patrons he extends his hand even as his eyes turn black and the color drains from his skin. Bursting from his finger tips comes a spray of color almost too bright to look at.

Concentration vs DC 17: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 2 = 15 Failed to avoid AoO
Concentration vs DC 11+Dmg Dealt: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 2 = 25 To keep cast if I take damage

If cast is successful all 4 must make a DC 15 will save or the following happens.
2HD or Less: stunned blind and unconscious for 2d4 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5; blinded and stunned for 1d4 ⇒ 3 and stunned for 1 round
3/4HD: Blinded and stunned for 3 rounds, then stunned for 1 round
5HD or more: stunned for 1 round

Rozgul, I hate to be that guy, but I GM a lot... Casting Defensively:
If you want to cast a spell without provoking any attacks of opportunity, you must make a concentration check (DC 15 + double the level of the spell you're casting) to succeed. You lose the spell if you fail.

Oh well, then I lose the spell. Good thing I'm only infront of four enemies.

Dang, I forgot that I was taking a move action. No spellstrikes then, just a missed attack.

"it seems everyone wants to be part of the party"vires yells as he attacks attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15 damage: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

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"Yo mamma's so ugly she looked out the window and got arrested for mooning!" Hood responds, having fun with the jokes. Still, he sees they mean business, and stabs at one of the aggressive patrons with his lance.

lance attack (cold iron)(favored enemy humans): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 2 = 111d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 = 5

Thank you, James. Indeed, you loose the spell Rogzul. I don't understand why you were concerned about AoO's as all the bar is flatfooted...

In the confusion of battle, chairs begin to fly, mugs are smashed, punches are thrown, and the room devolves into sweaty, blood-drenched chaos. Seytiko draws his blade, trying to hit a flatfooted thug and misses him, succeeding only in pissing him off more. Angus and Fang use their strength to knock out one bar patron. Rogzul tries to use a spell but looses it. Vires slashes the flesh of Hjort (I guess) and Theadric stabs one of the brawlers with his lance.
Hjort has a blank expression as he is slashed by the barbarian as he were giving up. He faints. Just barbarian things.

Brawlers come from everywhere, happy to throw punches and chairs!
Rogzul dodges most of the attacks while Theadric dodges everything, even a chair thrown by one of the guys in the back provoking an AoO from Fang!
Seytiko takes a dire slash from the thug he pissed off earlier.

Rumble at the Horned Helm - Round 2 - Fight! - Party's up
Rimble, Theadric, Angus [AoO of Fang on blue], Rogzul [13/15], Seytiko [2/9], Vires
Bar patrons (green @5) and Thugs

Enemies with combat reflexes or uncanny dodge can still use AoO's while flat-footed, hence my casting defensively.

Rogzul takes a step away from the majority of the foes in front of him and attempts a second cast shooting flames from his finger tips.

Concentration vs DC17: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 2 = 26
Fire Damage: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4 Hits all the blonde tokens

Holly smokes, that hurt! Next turn Seytiko takes a step back (5-ft step, to the right) and casts grease to cover the thug and one of the blondes. I am stating this just in case I am out of town and away from the web when the time comes.

Rogzul: Indeed, but we're playing tier 1-2 :)
Seytiko and everyone: You don't need to wait the others to post. As long as your name is in bold, please post :)

Concentration DC 17: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Rimble moves forward and tries the same trick as Rogzul, but as the half-orc, he wasn't succesful.

One less spell. :/

All right!

Seytiko recieved a heavy blow, that even made him stagger back.

- Ouch! I feel you mother is a slippery topic. Let me butter up to you, pal!

With this words, Seytiko murmurs an arcane formula and throws a slab of butter on the floor, where it turns into a big greay stain.

Grease area marked on the map with the yellow square. DC 14

Hood draws his lance and stabs at one of the enemies.

"Even yo mamma told me to stab you with this!" she yells to one of the thugs and stabs at him adeptly.

lance attack (cold iron)(favored enemy): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 2 = 281d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 2 = 9
CRIT?: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 2 = 181d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 = 8

Ref: 3d20 ⇒ (16, 13, 4) = 33

The three brawlers burn very well, maybe because of the alcohol they drank earlier!

Ref: 2d20 ⇒ (6, 11) = 17

Both of the guys in the slippery area created by Seytiko fall prone!
Rimble, a little shaky from the chaos in the inn, looses his spell.

Theadric: who are you stabbing? The same target (green)?
Angus+Fang and Vires are still up!

Bar patrons (green @5, black/purple/red 4) and Thugs

Angus laughs as the violence begins. "LIKE HOME!" he shouts in his normal speaking voice. He takes a step SEward, while Fang hops down from the table to flank with Gimble and be flanked in turn.

Angus, NL vs Blue: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 5 - 4 = 19 for 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 1) + 3 = 8 damage!
Fang vs Yellow: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 2 = 15 for 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 damage!

Yeah, green is fine

Vires moves to rogzuls right and attacks

attack : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
damage : 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

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Theadric plants his lance into his target's head, splattering blood everywhere, while Fang gulps down a chunk of his arse. The brawlers around seem to freeze as they smell blood.
"He killed him! Guards!" and several persons rush out from the bar.
"Nooooo, Norbert! Basterdz! Y'all pay fo' dat!" yells another bar patron.
Vires misses his target and Angus gives his opponent a solid blow with the flat of his scythe.
The thug in the greased area falls once again and gets up. The other one stands on his feet and come towards Seytiko to hit him and drops him to the ground. provoking an AoO from Theadric
A swarm of angry bar patron gathers around Rogzul and blows fuse but only one hits the shaman while a chair thrown from the other side of the table hits the half-orc's head.
Two other bar patron try to hit Theadric shouting both bare hands and chairs but can't harm him.

Rumble at the Horned Helm - Round 3 - Party's up
Rimble, Theadric, Angus, Rogzul [6/15], Seytiko [-1/9, needs stab check], Vires
Bar patrons (black/purple/red 4, blue 8 NL) and Thugs

- argh! *gurgle*

stabilization: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Rogzul steps back from his oncoming enemies, roaring in pain. Seeing that Seytiko has fallen he recognizes that the odds may be against them and he casts amother spell, this time directed at his allies, to bolster them in battle.

Bless: +1 on attack rolls and saves vs fear

Concentration DC 17: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"For all the gods, this have to work now!"

The gnome steps forward, pulls off some colored sand from a pouch and throws it in the air, forming a vivid cone of clashing colors springs forth from his hand, affecting those in front of him.

Rimble casts Color Spray defensively. The area of effect is marked in the map. Sorry Seytiko, but you will have to make a Will check DC 18 too. :x

gurgle!

Will, DC 18: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

I'd say that Seytiko is immune to the effect because he's already unconscious, as it's an illusion (pattern) spell. He can't see the spell and thus is not affected.

Seytiko gurgles and bleeds while Rimble summons a display of color making all three opponents fall unconscious. Until the end of the combat.
Rogzul blesses the party.

3d20 ⇒ (15, 18, 18) = 51 2d4 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

Angus+Fang, Theadric and Vires are still up :)

Angus steps south and slaps at the blue Ulfen. NL: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 5 - 4 = 4 for 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 3) + 3 = 9 damage! Missing, Fang takes his chance! BITE: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 for 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 damage!

The blue bar patron falls unconscious!

Hood continues smiling, happy-go-lucky despite the swirling brawl around him.

"Oh, he'll live!" the ranger says in response to his last attack. "He might be marred for life, but that's what he gets for picking on people who are smaller but so much more skilled and awesome than he is!"

The halfling misses the chance to stab another enemy who let down his guard, but then picks a better chance to impale another human on his lance. How about pink?

Attack of Opportunity, lance attack (cold iron)(favored enemy, bless): 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 101d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 = 6
lance attack (cold iron)(favored enemy, bless): 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 291d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 = 5
CRIT?: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 181d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 = 8 [ooc]If crit, 13 dmg[/ooc

@Theadric: the pink is already unconciouss... Maybe the black?

Sure...

"it would be best if you all stop before we stop you all..." vires threatens as he attacks the man in front of him, radiating power
attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

rage

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Theadric: All the flipped minis on the map are unconscious. Who are you critting?

Kittens and ponies: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Theadric: All the flipped minis on the map are unconscious. Who are you critting?

[dice=Kittens and ponies]1d20

The black, I think.

Black's fine, or any other enemy not unconscious.

Ok, could you please move your mini on the map, next time? :)

The flamboyant Theadric hits one of the brawlers right in the eye and he collapses. Vires (who ninja'd me earlier) lands a solid blow and the thug collapses on the ground, falling heavily.
The two remaining brave drunk bar patron come fearlessly towards the rager but miss both their blows.

Purple bp vs Vires: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Red bp vs Vires: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Rumble at the Horned Helm - Round 4 - Party's up
Rimble, Theadric, Angus, Rogzul [6/15], Seytiko [-2/9, needs stab check], Vires
Bar patrons (purple and red @4)

I love how chaotic this fight is. And how stupid it is when they just charge the barbarian who just cut down in one blow their friends... :D

*gurgle* *splat*
stab: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Rogzul takes a step closer to the bar and casts a debilitating hex on the closest conscious patron. Red

Evil Eye: -2 To attack rolls for 7 rounds. DC 15 Will save to reduce to 1 Round

I hate to spoil the fun, but I am kinda dying here and I would really appreciate some, eh, help.

Heal, plz.

"still wish to play, well then let me indulge you" vires roars as he attacks and his holy hedgehog squeaks on his shoulder attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

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Vires cuts down one additional guy.

I hate to spoil the fun, but I am kinda dying here and I would really appreciate some, eh, help.

Heal, plz.

That's the plan but so far I could not pull away without provoking an AoO and Im also low on health. You still have 10 more HP before you die and we have one foe up so you're not in danger of actually dying.

Looking his friend dying, Rimble just thought, "it's time to end this useless fight", then he sends a magic missile at the purple dressed man, "it's over! Surrender!", he shouts to him.

The Powerful Magic Missile From The Gods: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 Well, it seems like this magic missile is really from the gods.

Aaaaand strike! The missile shot by Rimble knocks the man out.

Combat over! Nice job :)

Hjort eventually comes back to his senses after a few moments and begins to whimper as he realizes what he got himself into. "Is-is it over?"

Rogzul looks at Hjort in disgust, and thinks about how his Orc brethren would treat a whimpering victim, but he says nothing and instead tends to his and Seytiko's wounds.

CLW on Seytiko: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW on Seytiko: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 Full HP
CLW on Self: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW on Self: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 Full HP

He then pulls a pearl from a pouch on his waist and speaks a command word, feeling the magical energies flow into him.

Pearl of Power, regained Burning Hands

Angus slaps Fang to keep him from eating the downed foes and nods at the carnage. "FUN!"