| Dendar |
Dendar is looking around at everyone talking and sits down at a chair near the reception counter. He puts his head down and starts mumbling some profound words.
"Pine it's Dendar I'm calling onto you to seek enlightenment I thought Red was pretty but he was a guy... I don't know what to do with this and I also don't want to be forsaken by you for assuming something like that... and also Pine I do not wish to pursue Red now that I know he is a man and that is biased due to gender but I don't want it to affect us in anyway. Please give me the strength to not look at Red in lustful ways now that I know his true nature, and also please dont send wolves after me again for assuming. Thank you Pine I love you."
| Turt Joseph Snacko |
"...uh, no offense, but i don't really know any of these guy's at all Dendar. Not the type of people i would just...have stuff to do for? Turt say's awkwardly at the question.
"Honestly though? They should probably hit the hay. Sun's already falling after all, and I gotta help Law pick up some stuff in the Pleasure District"
The man remains silent at the byplay between the three newbies spiral out of control. his face only getting more and more uncomfortable before he just motions to Dendar that he's gonna go...
| Dendar |
Dendar picks his head up after speaking in his drudic tounge his face whitewashed with greif, "Yea I uh... I think I'm gonna hit the sack, goodnight all I will see you tommorow if the Pine blesses me with your presence," Dendar begins to walk away and Owlbearto trots behind him on all fours.
Owlbearto cranes his head backward and says to the party, "Farewell new friends, sleep well and don't allow the bugbears to bite!" Owlbearto turns around to walk away, "I AM KILLING THIS HUMAN SPEECH THING"
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
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Neth-23, 4700 AR
Any plans the group might have had as they wake is stolen from them by a explosion on the main Library floor. The buildings golden walls shake, the dust in the wooden ceiling of each of your rooms cascades over your sleeping forms.
A guttural groan echo's through their doors, a sound which is utterly alien to their minds. It just doesn't belong, and evokes a sense of fear in your souls, a fear of the unknown.
Sounds of glass shattering join the groaning symphony. Along with the thunderous pounding of multiple feet.
"IT'S HERE, GET THE BOOK FOR OUR LORD" a unfamiliar voice rings out, before a series of yells awnser it.
Feet thunder up the stairs, and you here Fox's cry of shock and fury before all three of their doors are powdered by dark cloaked figures sailing in and slamming intonthe walls with wet smacks, bleeding profusely.
Outside Tether's room, Turt spins on his right arm, upside down with his leg outstretched, seemingly the one who hit the figure, his face showing serious fury at whatever is going on. Minato blankly stares through Leo's, a monstrous black arm erumpting from his chest as if it just punched something. Red can see Fox with her body contorted around a guy on the floor, his screams silenced when she grunts and breaks his spine.
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Dendar and Owlbearto wake up when their door is suddenly thrown open, they see 2 black cloaked men start rushing down the stairs screaming, ritual daggers in their hands.
| Dendar |
As Dendar and Owlbearto hear fumbling down the basement steps they both spring their eyes open glance at eachother and ready to jump out of bed but before they get up they see the door slam open! Dendar covers his area only clothed by small grey undies and yells "Who the HELL are you!? You've got some nerve doing this walking in on a man in his undies!"
Owlbearto springs up on all fours in a hunched stance readying to attack the intruder should they get too close, "YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD REASON FOR WAKING ME UP THEY SAY NOT TO POKE A SLEEPING BEAR!"
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
"I have no clue..." Both Fox and Minato respond, Fox looking actually like she is in the middle of a aneurysm.
"we can figure that out after we f%%&ing SLAUGHTER them" Fox then screeches, turning and leaping off the second floor railing's and grappling onto a man who was flying by, both tumbling out of view.
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Both of the intruders wave their daggers menacingly at the elf and bear.
"where is it!" one demands
"Our Glorious mother wants the book! Give it to us!" the other one adds.
| Dendar |
Dendar fingers start to tingle with magical energy ready to spurt a summon natures ally spell should he need to start casting, "You can't have it! Not without Fox here to say yes, and if shes not in the basememt she says i'm in charge! And I say WHERES YOUR LIBRARY CARD!?!?"
Owlbearto readies to charge a man should he step even a foot closer into the room, "Stay back!" he lets out a ferocious roar, "I will not hesitate to rip you into cultist sphagetti!" he roars again hoping someone hears them either above or below to aid them.
Tether
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Tether kicks her own door down, hands up offensively, ready to defend.
"What's happening, I FELT that explosion!" She asks, her voice wavering a slight bit, she hasn't had a good run-in with explosions sofar.
"W-WOW! You look mad..." Tether squeaks out after seeing the fury on Turt's face "What can I do to help? Who should I hit?"
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
Minato sniff's in response, but the arm erupting from his chest gives a thumbs up as the blue boy turns on his heel, heading down the stairs with his cloak billowing behind him. A shining Scythe in his hands, that seems to ooze a bit of malevolence.
Turt's body rolls as he plant's his feet back onto solid floor, standing up and giving Tether a frown, though not directed at her.
"Cultist or something...they interrupted my morning ritual! I'M PISSED OFF!!" Turt's voice starts small, but explodes in fury at the end. His feet thunder as he races down the stairs after Minato to the battle below.
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Dendar and Owlbearto hear a large amount of noise from upstairs. seem's everyone is dealing with there own issues right now.
both Cultist glance at each other, a bit confused.
"...is he for real?" The one on the right asks his partner, who just shrugs in response.
| Dendar |
Dendar glares at the man on the left and extends his glistening fingers though keeping distance, "Well, cmon if you have a card you can have the book? Hand over your card so I can inspect it. I have my book locked away but id be more than happy to give it to you should you have a card its this simple."
Owlbearto realizes that Dendar is serious on giving this book over if these men have a library card, he waits patiently and confused though ready to pounce if they show force.
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
A battle is blazing across the library floor, though the other members of the library seem's to have majorly contained it for now. The Tengu man flaps his wings, a cultist in the grasp of his talons. The bird does a backflip in the air, tossing his package at the brightly dressed red-head, who leaps into the air to catch the cultist in a sit-out power bomb and shattering a table.
The Twin's are fighting back to back near the left side of the library, ray's of flame and fireballs soar from Naruto's outstretched hand, defending his twin who seems to be riding on a hulking monstrosity of dead flesh and muscle. The beast roars, grabbing a passing cultist and biting his head off in a graphic display that only makes the rider cheer in glee.
Surely the others are also around somewhere, fighting.
But you all don't have anymore time, a large group of cultist is entering through the main entrance. Though Boeing and his brethren do a good job of dragging allot of them back out...you can assume what the ents do to them by the screams.
However, a party of about 10 still make it in.
Leo Initiative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Dendar Initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Red Initiative: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Tether Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
ENEMIES
Cultist Warrior Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Cultist Ice Mage Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Cultist Fire Mage Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Cultist Druid Initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Cultist Rogue initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Cultist Bard Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Cultist Cleric Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Cultist Barbarian Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Cultist Ranger Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Cultist Leader Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Allies
Turt Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Minato Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Order -
Druid
Tether
Ice mage
Cleric
Rogue
Leader
Dendar
Red
Barbarian
Bard
Warrior
Minato
Leo
Turt
Fire mage
Ranger
The druid of the attacking party screams profanities as his hands erupt in small flames, eye's crazed and wanting to kill.
Tether
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"I don't know what's happening... but Turt still seems really angry... I need to help..!"
And so Tether hop skips and jumps down the stairs, slamming her big meaty half-orc fist into the man's face.
Tether charge power attacks to the nearest enemy, ignoring difficult terrain and allies due to Dragon Stance.
Left Fist: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
Tether's charge takes the closest cultist by surprise, the Warrior. The man's battle cry is stopped by the fist that has now shattered his teeth and broken his nose.
"GKHAARHK...!" The Warrior gurgles as he backs up, down but not out. The ice mage notices the group rushing down the stairs and hurriedly waves a hand over in their direction. The stair's are quickly incased in ice.
Reflex saves from Red and Leo
The cleric grasps her icon of evil as the stairs turn to ice, speaking mystical prayers as the wounds of the warrior Tether punched slowly start to heal over. The Rogue then uses this chance to maneuver around Tether to flank her, Ritual Dagger in hand.
acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
...confirm?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
does not
attack: 1d4 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 3 + (4, 3) = 13
Tether is surprised by the speed of the killer Rogue, slipping around her gaurd and behind her, knife carving some flesh in her side. The leader, way in the back, slowly inspects the ground floor with his eye's, a finger flicking once but otherwise taking no actions.
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Dendar's conversation is cut short by the sound of machinery coming to life followed by a massive metal arm slamming down on the two cultist in his room.
...Jericho's weakly glowing eye's look to Dendar, seem's the fighting partially activated the construct. However, Jericho is still in the process of being rebuilt around his new core...so it might not be healthy for him to stay active.
"D-D-Do I Bre-GHHRK-ak the walls d-down...?" his distorted and glitcht voice asks Dendar and Owlbearto.
| Dendar |
Dendar stands there arm extended in waiting for a library card. His face turns to a smirk as he looks up at Jericho's dimmly blinking eyes. "Jericho... they hadn't even attacked yet is that anyway to treat people in this library?"
Owlbearto stares wide eyed at the ease of dispatch against the unsuspecting cultists. He diplomatically orders, "No Jericho thank you but no walls need to be broken you are still in lackluster non-fighting capabilities, thank you but power off for reconstruction. Do not power on until otherwise stated." He then turns to Dendar, "You wanna...ya know?" As he point a extended nail upstairs.
"Oh yea right!" They then proceed around Jericho's arm to head upstairs
Dendar and Owlbearto start to make there way upstairs at full speed
| MillionBillions |
Red slips and tumbles down the stairs, letting out a sharp whine once he makes it all the way down.
"Ooouuuwww..." He stays laying on the ground, slowly raising his wand and flicking 3 magic missiles toward the warrior Tether attacked.
Magic Missile Damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 3, 1) + 3 = 11
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
The Warrior quickly starts to stumble back, more internal bleeding that replaces his old wounds. He seem's sufficiently dazed as he moves to retreat away from danger, however this leaves him open to Tether to capatilize on.
Tether gets a attack of op
Together, the barbarian and Bard move together as a duo to the stairs, running up the rapidly thawing steps at Leo, Turt, and Minato. The bard screams words that sorta sound like music, but honestly hurts your ears.
Minato however is quick to meet them, another black fist erupting from his body before both slam down on the floor, launching the small reaper over their heads like a sparrow and sinking his scythe into the head of the bard before flinging the haflings body off his blade and over the railing where it falls limp before painting the floor red...a critical hit.
| AwDamnLeoWasTaken |
Leo watches on as Minato cuts the lights on the Bard's show and tosses him down to the floor below. After the body makes a gross thud from hitting the ground, he mixes up a bomb all for the Barbarian, launching it towards his face.
Bomb vs Touch AC: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Damage: 3d6 + 5 ⇒ (2, 6, 5) + 5 = 18
Precise bombs used in case Minato and Turt are too close to the bomb when it goes off.
Reflex DC 17 to half the 8 splash damage for anyone else that is near the Barbarian.
Tether
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Tether immediately lets out a sharp cry of pain as the rogue stabs their knife into her unarmored side, her bedclothes now stained with red.
"OOHW!" She cries, before turning to him, seemingly ignoring the warrior for now "You'll get your blows, be patient..!" She demands, rearing her fist back to hit him, but out of the corner of her single working eye, she notices the warrior trying to squeak away from her...
"Oh no you don't..!" She growls, leaping up to catch him in a helicopter kick.
Tether takes her attack of opportunity...
Attack, left leg: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Damage, left leg: 1d8 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
Tether's brutal attack slams into the dazed warrior's neck, followed by a sickening crack and the feeling of his spine giving way to her tight muscle. The Warrior limply falls, his body slamming into the floor along with his longsword.
Leo's bomb flies right at the mans face, shattering and undoubtably shattering some bones from the concussive force. The blast creates a smoke screen which Turt definitely takes advantage of.
Turt's thundering steps can be heard clearly from the stairs, his tattoo's which cover his arms sparking before lighting up in flames. His legs quickly follow suit, covering his pants from the knee and below in bright green fire. His form leaps down the last few steps to meet the barbarian and smashes his flaming knee into the brutes nose.
"HUUGYAAAA!!!" the barbarian screams, as his face is horribly burned and crushed by the massive mans strike. The pain growing to much, the brute falls onto his back, massive bleeding from his burnt face and unconscious.
The Ranger and Fire mage both start to motion around and speak in unknown mystical languages. Lead starts to grow over the Ranger's short sword and he grins maliciously, hurrying over to the still downed Red. That leaves the mage, who hurls a flaming bolt of fire at Turt, taking his flames as a challenge to her own fire.
Turt does not have enough time to dodge it, the flames impacting against his side and searing his flesh. The man's face tightens in pain, before its replaced with more rage.
The druid also throws another fireball at Turt, his flaming form on taking allot of attention. However he was ready this time, throwing himself down the rest of the stairs and rolling to his feet next to Red.
Tether
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Still bleeding, Tether hears Red's girlish squeaks of panic as the Ranger bandit starts making his way over.
"Hold on Red...! I got you...!" Tether promises after kicking the Warrior's face in. "Just one more to deal with! I'll be right over after!"
Tether 5-foots in a way that makes her just slightly closer to Red, but still besides the Rogue in order to full attack him with TWF.
Left Fist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 16 ⇒ (6) + 16 = 22
However, kicking with her one good leg leaves her horribly unbalanced on landing, and her left hook fails to hit the rogue, a laughably bad swing.
But she's too angry to leave the smug look on his face and, after balancing herself a bit, swings again, this time with more accuracy.
Right Fist: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
Damage: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
Tether's fist shatters the rogue's smug face, his broken neck falling back and slumping over, body falling after onto the floor in a spray of teeth and blood. The Ice mage lets out a chilling shriek and unleashes a blast of cold at Tether at her systematic destruction of the warrior and rogue.
touch attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
cold damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
The cold jet impacts Tether's shoulder, killing the skin and giving a nasty ice burn.
The cleric glances at his fallen comrades, angered. He raises his holy sign and let's a golden light bathe his surrounding allies, bolstering their gaze's and muscles.
The leader barks out a few orders as a spell he's been casting finally finishes
"Surround them! Get that g+! d%#n book even if you die! We will be rewarded in the afterlife!"
A shimmering wall appears around him, sparkling in the daylight falling through the ceiling.
| Dendar |
As Dendar and Owlbearto finally reach the top of the stairs Dendar starts to flick his hands back and forth in the air whilst magical energy surrounds his being,
Owlbearto spearheads the assault from the basement and tries to attack the cleric by barging into them not caring about anyone adjacent to him that may strike through his charge. "You're mine holy man!"
Dendar begins casting Summon Natures Ally 2 and Owlbearto attempts to charge the cleric or if anyone is directly blocking the path, them instead.
Owlbearto's Charge Atack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 2 = 27 (+2 for charging)
Bite Attack: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
| MillionBillions |
Red starts to pick himself up off the floor, aware of the rogue coming toward him.
"I get we just got here but.. did you have to send the welcoming committee?" He grins, pointing a crooked finger at Tether and chanting a few arcane words. She begins to feel... taller.
Red stands up and then casts enlarge person on Tether
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
The cleric's pant's turn dark when the sight of the charging owlbear makes his s$*@ himself. Owlbearto easily mounts the man and start's to maul the man with his beak.
attack of op on Red: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
Red barely misses having the lead blade of the Ranger slice into his side and impale through the wooden floor. Narrowly dodging death, the mage quickly focus's on casting the spell on Tether right in front of the Ranger's face.
that's a full round spell so it will take affect on Red's next turn as you used a move action to stand.
A shadow passes over Tether, Red, and Owlbearto as Minato soar's over their head's. His cloak's tattered end's seem to whip around like wispy shadow's, hiding his feet. As he near's the Leader, Minato swing's his scythe at the man only to be blocked by a invisible wall. Pushing against the wall that's repelling him, the scythe sends sparks across the floor. However his small frame get's repelled back in the end, sending Minato flying backwards. He roll's and skids across the ground, grunting each time his body roll's before he collides with a book shelf, his scythe flipping in the air before embedding into a nearby table.
"Stay out of this kid, some one who is still going through puberty shouldn't be trying to attack someone like me~" The leader drawls, smug energy radiating off his expression, happy his defense has prevailed without a hitch.
| AwDamnLeoWasTaken |
"Hmm maybe taking out another person will help crush their morale and end this fight sooner." Leo mixes up a new bomb and launches it towards the ranger
Standard action to bomb
Bomb vs Touch AC: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Damage: 3d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 6, 1) + 5 = 16
If crit confirms: Crit bonus damage: 3d6 + 5 ⇒ (3, 6, 4) + 5 = 18
Precise bombs for Red and any other friendlies
Reflex DC 17 for any enemies in splash range to half 8 damage
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
The Ranger's screams as he's absolutely obliterated are music to everyone's ear's. Especially Red who was about to stabbed by that lead blade of his. Nothing is left of the body, but the remaining cultist stay undaunted in their mission, not sparing him a single glance.
"Minato!" Turt exclaim's in worry before snarling at the smug Leader. However his charred ribs remind him of the one's who attacked him. His anger reaching a Zenith, Turt takes one step towards the Druid and Fire mage before he start's to spin...very fast. Once he's reach a acceptable speed, Turt slam's a foot into the ground and soar's at his two opponents, vein's bulging. He spins through the air with his leg outstretched, like a top. The two caster's are unprepared and both are caught up in this attack. His thick leg slams into them both like a speeding wagon, folding them over each other and throwing them away to different parts of the battle ground. The blood leaking from all of there orifice's show's how dead they really are.
Tether
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Tether yelps out again as the ice mage's cold blast slams into her, leaving her big toothy mouth chattering from the sub-zero temperatures.
But she's undeterred, lugging her sore body towards him so he can eat her fists.
"Chill out...!" Tether says heheh ice mage before she tries slamming her fist into the mage's throat.
Tether charges the ice mage and ends with an unarmed strike.
Left Fist: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30
Damage: 1d8 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17
When she sees Minato get flung back, she calls out to him
"Yikes, man, are you alright...!?"
...And her eyes glitter as she watches Turt completely decimate the druid and fire mage.
"NICE HIT..!" She bellows, loud and excited.
| A 4th Grade Diagram |
The ice mage howls when her face is utterly broken by the fist of Tether. just like all the other's, she falls instantly, dead on arrival.
the cleric scream's for help from her leader, who only looks at her dispassionately.
"Fool, you shall be fine in the afterlife" he reminds the cleric, right before Owlbearto f&!~ing snaps her neck in his beak. Now alone, the Leader stare's at you all in clear annoyance, though still a bit smug. "Hm...you're all more skilled then we were told, but luckily..." a nearby table explodes, sending a book flying into the air and into his hands, passing through the force field with no issues. "...I found what we were looking for!"
Leo remember's this tome as the one that stole his mind. Clearly made from the flesh of different living creature's, the book's face quite literally becomes a face. the mouth is a black void and the eye's are sunken and old. it takes a moment to inspect the cultist leader before seemingly going back to sleep. offering another grin to the group, the man gives a exaggerated bow before opening the pages of the Necronomicon and disappearing in a chorus of screams.
All around the group, the rest of the living cultist in the library disappear...signifying the end to combat.