DC 19
The monkeytail delivers the Grayflame hammer into Atium's hands. He prays to Arazni to grant it special blessings.
Yo Girl! Help me beat on this brat!
Grayflame with channel slices through DR Good and Silver.
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Tessenarin takes a shot with his longbow and misses as it sticks into one of the rotten tree trunks. Vinas avoids the confusion but has to close the distance as the nightwalker sweeps a long claw at him.
Vinas slides underneath the claw but misses his chance to strike back. Atium's warhammer crushes a couple of fingers as Vanyan watches from the sidelines while Aishe riddles the undead with bolts.
Angered and wounded the nightwalker rears back. "Let's see how good you are without your hammer or armor."
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BOLD: GO!:
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➤ Atium │
➤ Vanyan
➤ Aishe
Undead (Red)
➤ Tessenarin │
➤ Vinas
Conditions = Aerial Tracks (3/11h, 210’r), Bloodhound (3/11h, scent, +8 perception +4 survival with scent), Deadeye Lore (3/11h, +4 survival), Longstrider Greater (3/11h, +20’ base/+10’ fly), speed & +5 spells song, Unshakeable Zeal
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts =55/60
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Bolts = 18/30
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Bolts = 30/30
Javelins, MW = 18/18, Javelins = 18/18, Spears = 12/12
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +17/+12/+7/+2, Dex +7, Magic +2, Focus +1, (Deadly Aim -5, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +7, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim +10) Critical: 17-20 x3 DR: magic, cold iron, silver, good
First Aid Gloves = 10/10
Graveward Shirt = 2/2 Protection from Evil (11m)
Headband = 3/3 Fly (8m, +24)
Vambraces = 1/1 (immed, deflect arrows)
Cap = 1/1 (re-roll mind-affecting)
Improved Iron Will = 1/1 (re-roll will save)
Inspired = 0/1 (free, until end of next turn: +10’ base move; +1 move or swift action; +4 AC, attack, skill, ability checks; confirm all crits)
Ranger Focus = 2/4 (sw, +6 attack & damage)
Ranger Luck = 1/1 (no, re-roll my or enemy attack roll)
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (sw/st, 4d6)
Grit = 5/6
Shield of Law = 1/1
Spells (caster level 11, concentration +15, DC 14+)
1)
2)
3)
- - -
Volleying another round of ghost salted bolts, Aishe continues to hammer away at the undead beastie.
(holy)
(holy)
(holy)
(holy)
(holy)
(holy)
Atium stares at the shaft of his warhammer. The head of the hammer having been clean shaved off by the nightwalker.
You mistake us humans over and over again. Yes, you destroyed my hammer, but that was a mistake. I'm not useless without my weapon. I'm useless without the animal inside me. And you can't sunder *that* b+*&#.
Atium drops the decapitated warhammer and still has his claws!
Finally toe-to-toe, Vinas opens up with a barrage. Tempting as it is, he holds back from his righteous smite.
THREAT
for and
MISS
for (assuming not confirmed) and
MISS
for and
Vanyan watches the carnage, saving his magic for future fights. He cannot imagine the undead not going fully dead after this round.
Tessenarin keeps singing and shoots another arrow.
and
Vanyan circles down to examine the shard, wondering if it might be useful or weaponized against the Tyrant.
Know (Arcana)
Vinas helps Vanyan cut it out.... and uses the opportunity to check the shard itself for evil.
Aishe replenishes the bolts in his quiver from his pack as the group heads back to camp to await their next target.
He's happy they found the shard, but he knows what it'll mean in the end. His destruction too. Still, there are worse things than oblivion. An eternity of pain and torture for a start.
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Vanyan thinks about taking the shard, then realizes that it’s probably better off with someone who doesn’t realize that holding it probably means instant death for whomever carries it should it go off, either intentionally or not.
”He *Wank!*, you want to hold this? It’s pretty cool,” Vanyan offers the shard to Atium.
Atium shakes his head at being offered the shard.
That is Aroden's. Iomadae probably has the right to say,' I'll pass' on it first. I'm also not sure how Arazni would feel about it. If she's doing the godly version of PMS'ing, then she might not be happy with me having it. I'd much rather not make her upset. I am a cleric of hers and I'm just getting my legs under me when asking for prayers to be answered and such.
Atium will see if Vinas takes it, and then maybe take it if he doesn't.Twink is right in that Atium is not thinking about dangers like the shield blowing up, he's thinking about worse stuff. Like an undead lich goddess having PMS.
Tessenarin looks to the sky (or wherever he feels the Tyrant can see them).
"Do you see, Tyrant, how your minions fall like wheat before the scythe? We shall eliminate them all, then we shall finally eliminate you."
Vinas nods. It's no bluff. Tess's words are the truth.
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You see a small dot float high up inot the air, well above the treeline, more than 1200 feet away. It can be none other than the Whispering Tyrant himself as the voice echoes all around you. "Eliminate me?" The cackling laugh echoes as the trees seem to sway, laughing with it. You watch as a rod is raised and a thin green ray fires from the great distance at Tessenarin.
The Whispering Tyrant’s explosive escape from Gallowspire attracted the attention of a frightful creature. It is drawn by the sinkhole of negative energy that the Whispering Tyrant’s horde represents, and it takes to the field to destroy the living as the ground beneath you shakes violently.
An immense worm that is covered with plates of dead-black, chitinous armor. Its toothy maw yawns like a cave bursts free from the ground and breathes cold frigid air all over the group.
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BOLD: GO!:
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➤ Tessenarin │
➤ Aishe
➤ Atium │
➤ Vanyan
Nightcrawler
Vinas
Vanyan would like to focus on whether Tessenarin exists or not, but the frightening crawler has his full attention.
Know (Planes)
Atium sees the burrowing creature erupt from the ground.
Reflex 21
He tries to jump out of the way of the blast of cold-- but is unable to do so!
Conditions = Aerial Tracks (3/11h, 210’r), Bloodhound (3/11h, scent, +8 perception +4 survival with scent), Deadeye Lore (3/11h, +4 survival), Longstrider Greater (3/11h, +20’ base/+10’ fly)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts =60/60
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Bolts = 30/30
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Bolts = 30/30
Javelins, MW = 18/18, Javelins = 18/18, Spears = 12/12
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +17/+12/+7/+2, Dex +7, Magic +2, Focus +1, (Deadly Aim -5, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +7, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim +10) Critical: 17-20 x3 DR: magic, cold iron, silver, good
First Aid Gloves = 10/10
Graveward Shirt = 2/2 Protection from Evil (11m)
Headband = 3/3 Fly (8m, +24)
Vambraces = 1/1 (immed, deflect arrows)
Cap = 1/1 (re-roll mind-affecting)
Improved Iron Will = 1/1 (re-roll will save)
Inspired = 0/1 (free, until end of next turn: +10’ base move; +1 move or swift action; +4 AC, attack, skill, ability checks; confirm all crits)
Ranger Focus = 2/4 (sw, +6 attack & damage)
Ranger Luck = 1/1 (no, re-roll my or enemy attack roll)
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (sw/st, 4d6)
Grit = 4/6
Shield of Law = 1/1
Spells (caster level 11, concentration +15, DC 14+)
1)
2)
3)
- - -
Aishe worries over Tessenarin, but he turns to face this new threat! He 5’ steps a bit closer and opens fire. He prays to Abadar with his last shot for accuracy!*
(holy)
(holy)
(holy)
(holy)
(holy)
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Tessenarin narrowly avoids the disintegration ray enraging the Tyrant further as a bellowing rageful scream fills the air.
With little time to recover Aishe fires several bolts at the nightcrawler. Most bounce off of its thick hide as one manages to pierce it near its eye.
Vanyan knows this to be a Nghtcrawler Nightshade. Resistant to damage unless it is good aligned and forged in silver.
Although the nightcrawler might appear to be little more than an immense and frightening vermin, with its centipede-like body and numerous glowing eyes, it is actually incredibly intelligent. When not cleansing the deep caverns of life, the nightcrawler spends its time plotting how best to carry out its own private stages of the overall nightshade plan to expunge life from all worlds, conferring with its undead minions and, when necessary, observing living creatures from afar while invisible to learn about hidden enclaves that its depredations might otherwise have missed.
It would be one thing if the nightcrawlers remained in the deep caverns, for these regions are rife with foul life the world is better off without. Yet unfortunately for those who dwell upon the surface, nightcrawlers often crawl up through the tunnels to bring their devastation to the night above. Although they always retreat underground before the first tentative rays of dawn color the eastern skies, they can spread an incredible amount of ruin in the span of a few short hours each night.
A nightcrawler is 60 feet long and weighs 10,000 pounds.
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BOLD: GO!:
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➤ Tessenarin │
Aishe
➤ Atium │
➤ Vanyan
Nightcrawler
Vinas
"Iomedae! Tess!" Vinas is relieved that his friend wasn't turned to dust."[/b]
Round 1
Vanyan shakes out some dust from his mostly broken wayfinder and tosses it at the big ugly wurm.
[ dice]1d20+9+2[/dice] vs. DC10 to aid
hp: 145/145
AC: 23/19/15
Saves: F10/R11/W20
Broken Lightbox: 0/1 used
PoP 2: 0/1 used
PoP 1: 0/2 used
GlitterYourFace: 0/2 used
Extend Metamagic: 1/3 used
Babbling Tongues: 0/14 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder's Flight: 0/14 used
Staff of Frost: 4/10 charges left
Ice storm (1 charge)
Wall of ice (2 charges)
Cone of cold (3 charges)
Vanyan keeps his distance and offers his Fire Seeds as tribute to the construct. He thinks they will work.
[spoiler=Lots of Fiery Dice]
[/ spoiler]
[spoiler=Blessing of MuthaAraznin' Fervor]
With this blessing, you call your allies to move forth and empower them to conquer and become victorious. Each round for the duration of this spell, each of your allies can choose one of the following bonuses for that round at the beginning of its turn (their choice).
Increase its speed by 30 feet.
Stand up as a swift action without provoking an attack of opportunity.
Make one extra attack as part of a full attack action, using its highest base attack bonus.
Gain a +2 bonus on attack rolls and a +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves.
Cast a single spell of 2nd level or lower as if it were an enlarged, extended, silent, or still spell.
Atium does NOT want to get eaten by this thing.
I vow to destroy you! Like a raven hunts and eats a worm. Shakra RAVEN!
Atium has his oathhammer in hand. His raven brain mutters things in dwarven and his Oathhammer glows a florescent green.
Inexplicably, this thing crawled up and is only feet, a scant 5 feet from him. So he steps forward and unloads blow after blow on this thing's carapace.
Oath
Oath
Oath
Oath
Tessenarin gasps as he narrowly avoids being turned into a pile of ash.
"You will have to do better than that!" he screams at the Tyrant before he begins his song for Atium, Aishe and Vinas and moves up next to Aishe and pulls out his bow looking for any undead around.
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Tessenarin pulls his bow free as Atium avoids being eaten. Oathhammer bludgens the nightcrawlers soft underbelly in over and over again as it bruises the body.
Vanyan shakes some dust out onto the nightcrawler as it puts a bit of misfortune onto the gargantuan undead.
The nightcrawler sliters away from Atium's hammer as it breathes its frigid breath over Aishe and Tessenarin. The ground being broken beneath the worm releases a small pocket of the negative energy that dre it to this area.
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BOLD: GO!:
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➤ Tessenarin │
➤ Aishe
➤ Atium │
➤ Vanyan
Nightcrawler
➤ Vinas
Tessenarin keeps singing and then gives himself some healing.
Conditions = Aerial Tracks (3/11h, 210’r), Bloodhound (3/11h, scent, +8 perception +4 survival with scent), Deadeye Lore (3/11h, +4 survival), Longstrider Greater (3/11h, +20’ base/+10’ fly), Song (speed)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts =49/60
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Bolts = 30/30
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Bolts = 30/30
Javelins, MW = 18/18, Javelins = 18/18, Spears = 12/12
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +17/+12/+7/+2, Dex +7, Magic +2, Focus +1, (Deadly Aim -5, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +7, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim +10) Critical: 17-20 x3 DR: magic, cold iron, silver, good
First Aid Gloves = 10/10
Graveward Shirt = 2/2 Protection from Evil (11m)
Headband = 3/3 Fly (8m, +24)
Vambraces = 1/1 (immed, deflect arrows)
Cap = 1/1 (re-roll mind-affecting)
Improved Iron Will = 1/1 (re-roll will save)
Inspired = 0/1 (free, until end of next turn: +10’ base move; +1 move or swift action; +4 AC, attack, skill, ability checks; confirm all crits)
Ranger Focus = 2/4 (sw, +6 attack & damage)
Ranger Luck = 1/1 (no, re-roll my or enemy attack roll)
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (sw/st, 4d6)
Grit = 3/6
Shield of Law = 1/1
Spells (caster level 11, concentration +15, DC 14+)
1)
2)
3)
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vs DC 21 for 29hp cold
vs DC 31 for 17hp negative
He 5’ steps a bit further back to avoid AoO’s and opens fire. He prays to Abadar with his penultimate shot for accuracy - as that seems the best way to hit.* He considers dropping deadly aim, but hangs tight for the round - hoping to do better.
(PB)
(PB, holy)
(PB)
(PB, holy)
(PB)
(PB, holy)
(PB)
(PB, holy)
(PB)
(PB, holy)
(PB)
(PB, holy)
As miss after miss piles up, he stares at his crossbow, Now is not the time to fail. He frowns to himself.
Vanyan delays a spot, hoping that either Vinas or Atium will show the baddie something that leads to Vanyan saving his magicks for another foe.
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Vanyan delays a spot, hoping that either Vinas or Atium will show the baddie something that leads to Vanyan saving his magicks for another foe.
Trusting his cloak, armor, and faith. Vinas closes in with a desire to smite this thing evident in his war cry:
for and
DC 31
Atium looks to smash the beastie.
He rushes forward and tries to plant one amazing swing onto the worm.
Seeing the mighty blows rung upon the beast, Vanyan chooses not to act this turn and takes total defense. He notes the wayfinder dust still affecting the creature.
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Atium leaps in as the worm bites down at him.
The worm snaps down and grabs ahold of Atium as his smashes teh beastie in teh eye over and over again. With the wor pinned down Vinas begins to hack through its body as it quickly dies. Its body half emerged from the ground, it will likely take half of a company of knights to remove this carcass.
Erga Sweirhall emerges with a couple squads for protection. "Still have a bit of energy?" Erga looks quite wore down. "We found another target. A siege necrocraft that’s devastating Absalom’s own siege weapons. If we can take it out Absalom might stand a chance at defending itself."
"Plenty of energy, but need a moment. Even the smallest of wounds can haunt a man later if he's not careful."
Aishe replenishes his arrows from his pack, ”I’ll do another today.” He nods to Erga.
As they get close to the troublesome problem, this time he’ll pop his graveyard shirt’s protection from evil ability so he’s better protected. So protected, he wades in.
Vanyan exhales as the wurm only eats most of Atium.
"Yeah, we can handle it. Just need a few minutes to recoup ourselves," Vanyan adds and echoes Vinas. "What is the necrocraft? Does it fly? What reports do you have?"
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Atium tries to remove himself from the worms mouth. He slips on the slick tongue, belly flops on the soft cushion of it's inner mouth, and actually slides half way down it's gullet.
Thankfully, it's dead and not using it's neck muscles to push Atium down further to where the nasty stomach juices are.
Atium has to work to get footing, forgoing activating his monkey tail or his winged boots.
I could have made this easier, but I'll be damned if this isn't going to be the longest day of my Ulfen life. I can already feel my gear getting low on Witch energies. My monkeybelt is making my underclothes ride up my ass. I'm getting a wedgie
He waits for Vinas to finish with the wand, and asks for it.
Oh shieldmate, I'm going to turn this thing into ash in order to heal the wounds I have. You'd better ask Twinkletoes what the command word is for the next twig of skin repair is.
I'm down 141 HP's at least. using 26 charges.
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"The necrocraft doesn't appear to be flying. It is a skeletal horror the size of a man called a Gallowdead. It whispers nauseate those around it and it has been shredding through our ranks with numerous spiked chains." Erga explains what it looks like. "The necrocraft is being led around by a deathly looking priest."
Vanyan watches Atium put the wand to use like a gibbering mouther at an orgy. "Yeah, take your time there, Atium, you don't want to get cramps," Vanyan notes while waiting to hear about the next monstrosity, or whatever information might be available.
He will cast another instance of Fire Seeds.
"The necrocraft doesn't appear to be flying. It is a skeletal horror the size of a man called a Gallowdead. It whispers nauseate those around it and it has been shredding through our ranks with numerous spiked chains. The necrocraft is being led around by a deathly looking priest."
Vanyan nods and is ready to go when others are.
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"Ready
I'm ready too.
As he reaches behind himself and grabs at his underclothes. Getting the wedgie out from his butt cheeks.
"Ready." Aishe checks his crossbow and follows along with the others, hiding their tracks when he can so they cannot be followed.
Tessenarin takes 5 charges off the wand for 65 HP. (CLW max)
"how long will it take us to get to this Necrocraft thing"