GM_DBH's Shattered Star

Game Master DBH

The walls of this level's huge central lake-cavern are covered with phosphorescent lichen that produces illumination equal to dim light throughout the area.
The water itself is shallow near all beaches, but its depth averages 30 feet everywhere else.

The lake itself continues to the west.

L3. STONE PLATFORM.
A stone platform extends from the cave wall here, its floor a foot from the water surface. An immense red metal panel sits in the far wall, its face engraved with numerous scenes depicting a beautiful woman on a throne as numerous strange monsters bow before her.

This red door, like the one in area K3, is made of a djezet alloy.

Djezet

What are you doing?

Perception: 1d20 + 18 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 18 + 2 = 28

"Will ye look at this?" Bharak said, clearly impressed. "This isn't a decoration. It's actually a door." He traced his fingers along the design, and said "And these images? They're buttons! And this one seems to be the central one..." He pushed it, causing the panel to glow softly as Thassilonian writing appeared along the upper edge. It spelled out:

The doors swung open...

perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15
Chuckling at Umazura's comment about Déjà vu he begins to row the boat, following the northern wall until the lake narrows and permits crossing in shallow water. Rowing to the stone platform, he sets his oars in the boat. Setting his weapon on the platform, he climbs out of the boat then holds it still so Elena can also exit the water craft.

Not seeing the switch nor able to read Thassilonian, Elathras nods in respect to Bharak, "Well done sir dwarf."

He gestures toward the open door with his Fauchard, "Shall we proceed."

"I wonder why this Sorshen was so obsessed with water and rowing... if she was such a powerful Runelord, why make it so tiring to move through her palace?" Elena responds to Umazura on the way there. She suppressed errant thoughts of this all somehow being related to sex. Toiling and moving through water and all. It seemed par for the course for this entire dungeon. Sex dungeon? Both?

Sigh.

"It's not even getting to *me* anymore, and my feyish part is already making bad jokes on it with the others. Oh goddess, I'm being corrupted... I need to get out of here and soon!"

She nods in thanks as Elathras stills the boat and climbs out, reading it with Bharak and nodding appreciatively over his translation.

"Shall we proceed."

"Well we're not suddenly going back, are we?" She grins and pauses to peer and listen beyond the entrance. Then lacking any noteworthy disciveries, takes position behind the melee as the group moves forward.

Perception for traps + listen for sounds further in: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (17) + 21 = 38

The door swings open easily.

L4. MOCHTAU'S HALL
This long, grand marble hall features a single row of pillars down its center. The vaulted ceiling thirty feet above is painted with lewd frescoes depicting giants and humans engaged in carnal acts set among pastoral scenes. To the south, the hall widens before rising up in a series of steps to a white marble throne. Six large treasure chests sit next to the throne.

The Throne is occupied by a female giant with two swamp lizard pets> When the door opens the giantess stands and bellows,

The two Lizards (Medium creatures) perk up when they see you and head greedily towards you.

Bestial tusks jut from the jaw of this hunched-over giant. It is clad in armor patched together from the bones of past victims.

Use the L4 battlemap for this one.

What are you doing?

"She's claiming that she's Sorshen, but whether she is or isn't, she's going to try to eat at least one of us."

Axton casts stinking cloud so that it spreads right where the grand hall narrows to the hallway the party is in.

"I hope you all will agree with my response."

Fort DC 18 negates, but they roll each round they're in the cloud.

Earlier
Chuckling at Elena's question about 'Sorshen's obsessions' he answers as he holds the boat, "I've no idea, sadly the place is so old, I don't even know if the clichés that come to mind would have been appropriate back then."

Now
Pausing as he enters through the red door, Elathras pauses looking at the ceiling. Furrowing his brow, he turns trying to get a slightly different angle. "Are those Giants and humans, or humans and halflings?"

Raising an eyebrow as Axton explains the giant said she's Sorshen and intends to eat one of them, Elthras shifts his grip on his fauchard. "I'm good fighting her, but you can tell her I said she can bite me if you'd like to."

"At least she's straightforward with her intentions." Elena sighs. Seeing the magical cloud obscuring both the giant and her two pets, she glances around uncertainly. "So, um, Axton, please don't take this the wrong way, but what is your plan from here? She can't see us, but neither can we see them. Do we just wait for it to wear off and attack, hoping the poison is affecting them when it does?"

"She'll come through the cloud to get to us," Axton says with confidence. "Or at least her lizards will. Be ready."

Nodding, Elena takes out the wand of Bless and casts on the group, never taking her eyes off the poison cloud and the dangers beyond - or perhaps within.

Everyone has Bless for 1 minute. Wand: 15/25. Off topic, I don't think Elena has ever, not even once, used her/the group's cure light wounds wand :O This far into book 2 that feels like an achievement of sorts!

Wondering what is going to happen next, Elathras looks towards Elena as she asks Axton what the plan is. Listening to the sorcerer's explanation, he mentally concurs. Beast, once sighting the enemy, would charge through a cloud towards their prey. He wonders as he shifts his grip on the pole-arm, expecting a charge, how well the lizards are trained.

Feeling the effect of Elana's wand, Elathras nods. "Thanks Elena."

Sadly cannot have a readied action if we are not in initiative.

fort save vs Stinking cloud Orange: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
fort save vs Stinking cloud Yellow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

The two Monitor lizards charge through the Stinking cloud without problem. :)

Double moves to get where they are.

What are you doing now?

"It is just me or do they look completely fine?" Elena wonders, eyes narrowing. She tenses and shakes her head as she recites a prayer to Shelyn, granting Elathras a blessing. "Move with grace, act with passion. Defend the love of those you hold dear."

Elathras has bit of luck for a round, he can roll all d20's twice. BoL #1 of 7 used.

I am unable to move Elathras on the map, please move him forward 15 ft. this will place him close enough to attack the yellow reptile, and strike either with an AOO if they move past him to attack the others. If they both move past him he will attack yellow a second time

Chuckling at Elena's outburst, Elathras takes the safe answer. "Don't know, not really sure what they're supposed to look like." Giving a smile as she prays for him. 'Well, her prayers really are very different than the Asmodeans.' Turning he smiles at Elena, then strides out, and strikes at the yellow right hand lizard with his ranseur, watching the other from the corner of his eye.

Bless, luck, 15 ft move. attack + 1 cold iron ranseur, weapon training, power attack
attack: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 25 or attack: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 28 for damage: 2d4 + 1 + 1 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 4) + 1 + 1 + 6 + 6 = 19
AOO: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 31 or attack: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 21 for damage: 2d4 + 1 + 1 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 2) + 1 + 1 + 6 + 6 = 20

The two Monitor lizards charge through the Stinking cloud without problem. :)

"Confound it! Will ancient Thassilonian magic resistances continue to try and quelch my enthusiasm for their puissance?"

"It is just me or do they look completely fine?"

If Elena doesn't notice Axton cutting his eyes at her, she surely notices his mustache's irritated twitch.

"One moment, Elathras."

Axton hurls a fireball at the two lizards before motioning to the Heckknight to proceed.

Fire damage: 7d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 3, 6, 5, 4, 5) = 32 <-- DC 19 Reflex for half

ref save vs Overkill Orange: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
ref save vs Overkill Yellow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Axton blasts both lizards with the power of a wounded ego. Orange dies instantly, Yellow is badly wounded and is then put out of its misery by Elthras.

The demented Cave Giant howls is outrage as she hears her pets being slaughtered "Blasphemers! You dare to harm the favorites of Sorshen! I'll kill you all for that!"

You hear heavy footsteps rushing towards you.

What now?

Smelling the charred meat, Elathras asks as he pulls the ranseur's blade from the dead, smoking lizard. "Does anyone know if lizards are good eating?"

Hearing the giant moving down the hallway, Elathras resets his feet. Challenging the howling cave Giant, "Bring it big girl!" He sets his feet, waiting for the cave giant.

AC 23, Challenge, Bless, swift action, Challenge, readied attack + 1 cold iron ranseur, weapon training, power attack
attack: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 11 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 27 fordamage: 2d4 + 7 + 1 + 1 + 6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 1) + 7 + 1 + 1 + 6 + 6 = 23

"The lizards were favorites of Sorshen? Was that a sex thing?"

Axton readies a grease spell to appear beneath the giantess' feet as soon as she appears from the cloud.

Reflex DC 16 negates

Umazura delves into a tale of a wizard with nothing more than his staff - as casting was not allowed - and his fellow barbarian taking on a massive gladiator within the arena... and yet they still won!

Raging song: +2 morale bonus to Strength and Constitution and a +2 morale bonus on Will saving throws, but also take a –1 penalty to AC.

AC 18; Hp's 60/60

fort save vs Stinking cloud: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
Ref save vs Grease cloud: 1d20 ⇒ 19

The hulking Cave giant staggers outs of the Stinking cloud nauseated, already so unsteady on her feet she doesn't notice the Grease.

Nauseated, so she can't do anything but move out of the cloud. :(

She grunts in anguish as she impales herself on Elthras's weapon.

Bharak & Elena?

Umazura delves into a tale of a wizard with nothing more than his staff

"Was that a sex thing?"

"Defend the love of those you hold dear."

Chuckling at Elena's outburst, Elathras takes the safe answer. "Don't know, not really sure what they're supposed to look like." Giving a smile as she prays for him.

The priestess looks up from prayer at this, at first confused, then her soft features narrow in worry. "Huh? You mean to say there is no one you hold dear? No one at all? That's just... so sad. You're... joking, right? Tell me it's a hellknight armor joke!"

She might have said more if not for a fireball positively roasting the two lizards just then, followed by a giant charging at the group.

"The lizards were favorites of Sorshen? Was that a sex thing?"

Umazura delves into a tale of a wizard with nothing more than his staff. "Was *that* a sex thing?"

"What in this cursed place is NOT a sex thing!?" Elena groans, facepalming and feeling her sanity fray more and more as she really tried to focus on the bloodlusted giant in front of them rather than flashing images of ALL the lewd art on display EVERYWHERE they went.

Getting an idea, she casts true strike on herself and takes aim. Casts true strike, pass.

Flank Hit: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 13 + 2 = 19
Damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (3, 5) + 13 = 21
Rage song

Bharak kept his mouth shut, lest the foul air get inside. Coming up to the impaled giant, he swung his hammer, attempting to hit it behind the knee.

duration of Stinking cloud: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

OK. As she is nauseated and can't do anything other than move. Which gives you all AOO I'm ruling the fight is over and she's dead.

Loot:
Five of the six treasure chests are filled with rotting meat and decay-remnants from Mochtau's meals. The sixth contains the same, along with 20 tourmalines worth 2,000gp in all.

On the back of the throne, you find an inscription in Thassilonian on a platinum plate that reads as follows: "A gift for my Mistress Sorshen from her humble servant Ayandamahla, dedicated this celebrated day, the 25th anniversary of her ascension to rulership in Eurythnia. Present-Runelord Sorshen, Ayandamahla and her daughters Ashamintallu and Erixadallax, Lord & Lady of the Burning Bright, the Sisters of Charming & Delectation, and the Baron of Calamities, along with all slaves, servants, and supplicants in this, the Lady's Light. May she reign
unchallenged forever."

The plate can be pried off, and is worth 750gp for its platinum content alone, but to a scholar who recognizes the names, it is worth 3,000gp.

Searching finds no other exits to this room, secret or otherwise. You will have to head back out on the lake.

Where to now?

Axton reads the inscription after someone (presumably) pries it off. As he reads it aloud, he ruminates how he should be excited to find something so related to Thassilonian history, but after experiencing Sorshen's ruins, he merely twitches his mustache in distaste.

"I hope our boats are still there," he says after it's apparent they have to head back.

Seeing the lizards and giant fall, Elathras, still confused by Elena's question, moves closer to her as they go to search the chests, "I was saying I didn' know what the lizards were supposed to look like, so I didn't know if the fog worked or not." Shaking his head, "What does that have to do with whether I hold someone dear or not?"

As they take the few things of Value, Elathras nods in agreement, "Yes, so do I. Shall we find out?" Without waiting he heads back to where they left the boats.

If still there
Gesturing towards their boat, Elathras turns to Elena, "I'll hold it while you get in."

"Was that a sex thing?"

Staring hard at the sorcerer, "Really, Axton? Is everything with you a sex thing? If I didn't know any better, I would gather your continuous sex-related questions seem to possess a deeper meaning than what they appear on the surface." She stares at him for a moment to let that sink in before, "Well, I guess it is a good thing I do not know any better."

Once they gather what they can after defeating the giantess, "Very good. Off we go."

During the fight

Trip, true strike: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (18) + 29 = 47

Seeing the giant stagger from the Poison and Elthras's and Bharak's attacks, Elena lets her divine sense guide her and thrusts at its knee at the exact right moment. It topples to the ground with a loud crash , making it even easier for others to finish.

Not going to cast true strike for no reason!

"I was saying I didn' know what the lizards were supposed to look like, so I didn't know if the fog worked or not." Shaking his head, "What does that have to do with whether I hold someone dear or not?"

The priestess seems to relax and breathes a sigh of relief. "Ah - you were referring to the enemies, not your loved ones. I... suppose I feel silly for worrying now. Sorry." She gives a slight apologetic grin and quickly makes herself sparse to join the search of the room. Whether it was due to genuine exploration enthusiasm or to put the awkward moment of misunderstanding behind them was very much left in the air.

When the plaque is found, she consults her chronicle. "I wonder if these names might some in useful somewhere... have we heard about them before? Hm..."

@ GM are any of these names ones we've seen before in this dungeon, on floor 1?

History, special meaning to any of these names?: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

"I'll hold it while you get in."[/b]

She inclines her head in thanks and takes a seat, then re-casts the light spell on the shawl and peers into the cave at the front of the boat, remaining on the lookout for danger. "Right! Only one way to go - unless we want to fall off a waterfall. Let's get to it!"

Perception during rowing if required: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22

L5. SCORNED NICHES
The lake constricts here to a width of thirty feet or so, the cave walls narrowing down to form a tunnel. The ceiling is thirty feet above, while numerous ledges line the walls at varying heights. Several of these ledges contain manacled humanoid bodies. The remains are in advanced stages of decomposition, and in many cases are no more than skeletons.

There is nothing of any value on the corpses.

You row through the tunnel.

L6. THE LAKE OF LONGING
The ceiling peaks nearly forty feet overhead in this enormous underground lake. Phosphorescent lichen and fungus cling to the stalactites above, reflected by the waters below to make the walls of the cave dance with a pearlescent shimmer.

All creatures that enter this cavern hear strangely familiar, seductive whispers in their native language. Each round, the urgings become more urgent, building an overwhelming sense of need and longing pounding in
the chests of the victims. These whispers are supernatural, and affect even creatures that plug their ears.

After three rounds of exposure to the voices you need to make a DC14 will save.

What are you doing?

Earlier
Chuckling at Elena's apology, Elathras smiles, remembering a quote he'd heard, "What is it they say? "Even bad men love their mothers" Shrugging, "Nothing to apologize for."

Now?
Rowing the boat past the ledges and around the bend, Elathras pauses taking in the size of the cave and the odd lighting. Realizing there is a strange whisper going on, he asks, as he rows the boat to the docks. "Does anyone else hear the whispers?"

Stowing the oars, he hooks the dock with crescent-shaped cross hilt. Not seeing any immediate threat, he gestures towards Elena, "Go ahead, I'll hold the boat still."

Just one save?
Will DC 14: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

So if I read the text correctly, the (temporary?) Lust effect happens first and regardless of whether we make the compulsion save that comes after? Well then. :')

Willsave: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

"Does anyone else hear the whispers?"

"I do." Elena nods, glancing around and trying to the find the source of it among the cosy surroundings of half-submerged decaying skeletons chained to the walls. "I can't hear what they're saying, but I feel... I feel-" She stops as the alien wave of pure desire suddenly washes over her and builds in intensity just as quick. She gasps and quickly clasps her mouth, then her face, her breaths growing deeper, uneven and shuddering. She blushes prettily, fiercely, making a concentrated effort not to look at Elathras just then.

But soon the sensation is overwhelming and she does, looking up from behind her hands and leaning and reaching towards him in the boat, fully intent to-! to- to...?

"Wh-what am I doing?" She whispers, regaining herself just shy of any further debasing actions and recoiling from him mere inches away, heart still pounding heavy in her chest and neck. "S-something is very wrong with the atmosphere! Be careful, everyone!" She stammers, embarassed for any number of reasons, and avoiding Elathras' gaze to throw a worried glance at the second boat with the other three members of the group...

I'm not sure if I can help them in any way if any of them fails and begins stripping/swimming. Can we reach them? In any case I'll wait to see how they roll.

Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

"Hmm. Yes, I hear the whispers, too. They are very urgent, but they aren't very specific about what they are urging for.

"We hear you, whispers! Get a grip! This is unbecoming! Try a normal conversational tone!"

Bharak & Umazura to come. If all of you make your saves then L7 is the only place to land your boats.

Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

As the urges get stronger and stronger, Umazura narrows her eyes and cuts her focus toward the floor of the boat. Disgusting filth. You shall not poison me with your words. She continues to stare at the bottom of the boat until the urgings finally calm.

Taking a deep breath as she looks back up, her demeanor takes on a semblance as if nothing happened. "It looks as if that is our only landing spot, Axton." She motions toward the said area.

Crossing my fingers for a naked dwarf.

Will: 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 4 = 21

Bharak turned his nose up I disgust. ”Hate this place.” He grumbled. ”So much craftsmanship wasted by a perverted mind. So much good could have done with the resources wasted here.”

You all ignore the incessant whispers and beach your rowboats.

L7. THE BRIGHT GROTTO
Large amounts of lichen on this cave's walls glow with intense vibrancy, providing brilliant illumination to the cave and making the sandy beach along the lake shore glitter. Two rowboats are beached on this sandy shore. Two dry tunnels head off to the east, while to the west the waters of the lake widen into a much larger cavern.

Which way now?

Survival DC15: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
Perception DC15: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

Doing his best to stoically deal with his own feelings, Elathras Nods as Elena answers. At least he wasn't going mad, or if he was, they were all going mad together. While they climb out of the boat, Elathras agrees with her, "Yes, something is wrong, but we will find a way."

Raising an eyebrow as Axtons brazen response to the whispers, Elathras smiles, realizing their sorcerer was dealing with the pressures in his own way. Taking a moment to glance at the other boats, Elathras realized he hated the place as well, but for totally different reasons.

As he investigated, he found a trail of footprints headed towards what appeared to be blank wall. Realizing the prints may be the first they'd seen of the 'Maidens' they were following, he decides to investigate. Inspecting the wall for a moment, he called over his shoulder to the others. "There are footprints here leading to a hidden door. Do you think we should follow?"

"If it's the only way, yes - the sooner we can get out of here, the better," Elena answers, her voice weakish and looking quite abashed just then.

Once the boats are secured properly, she takes back her illuminating scarf from the front and follows the frontline inside the secret door, wary for any dangers.

L12 . ROUGH HEWN CAVERN
The cave's walls are rough-hewn and embers of a large fire burn dimly, with an iron pot and other cooking implements sitting beside it. A narrow natural chimney extends through the roof twenty feet overhead. On the east wall stands a huge red panel covered with images, while to the west lean several crudely made fishing poles and nets.

The door to the east functions identically to the door in area K3, save that all of the images on the door's panels depict Sorshen in dalliances with attractive humanoids.

What are you doing now?

Perception: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (19) + 21 = 40

Estele stops a good ten paces away from the door. "Wait! Whispers on the other side." She says, gesturing the group to halt as she intently peers at the object.

"Maybe the missing Maidens?" She wonders, noting the camping gear present and not seeing anything in particular hinting towards more demonic or devil presence. "Looks like they just ate, whoever they are." She gestures towards the dying fire. "What do we do? From what the half-orc hermit told us, and with the plethora of mind control effects present here, it's likely their leader was mind controlled. Perhaps the same is true for the rest as well?" She theorizes.

perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

earlier
Pointing towards the other two caves leading to the east and southeast, Elathras responds, "It may not be the only way, but I believe it is the direction we should go." He looks momentarily at Bharak, Axton and Umazura, making sure that no one thinks they should do something else. With no dissenting opinions, he opens the secret door.

now
Moving through the secret door into L12 what appears to be a crude kitchen, except for the red paneled doors facing to the east. Moving towards the door, he freezes when Elena whispered about occupants on the other side. When she asks about the potential occupants being the Maidens, he shrugs imperceptibly in his armor. Answering in a whisper"Maybe?"

Looking towards the others then back to Elena, he casts his vote, "I think we should press on, open the doors and confront them."

Anyone else want to suggest a plan, or shall we move on?

Sorry for my silence. Wasn't intended.

When Elena theorizes that there are Maidens on the other side of the door, Axton raises one eyebrow and surmises, "Perhaps they're not immune to fire magic."

Then he nods in agreement with Elathras' suggestion.

You figure out the trick and open the door:

L13. GRAY MAIDEN QUARTERS
A long, wooden table of ancient design sits in this room, surrounded by uncomfortable-looking wooden chairs. Crates and chests are scattered against the walls, and several doors line the north and south walls between the crates. Huge red panels of painted murals stand to the east and west.

Six armored women are seated at the table, gambling and gossiping. When the door opens they scramble to their feet, drawing their weapons and ordering you to drop your weapons and surrender!

What are you doing? You have a surprise round on them so 1 action only

Use the Maiden battle map up top for this.

As the elite soldiers of the former Korvosan Queen instantly scuttle for their weapons and start threatening the group, Elena quietly begins speaking. A prayer - one of redemption, humility and strength. What starts as a whisper gains strength on every line until the air around the party vibrates with power.

"Enlighten my mind with truth,
Inspire my will with courage,
Enrich my life with service,
Pardon what I have been,
Sanctify what I am,
And thine shall be the glory,
And mine the salvation."

She opens her eyes.

"Amen."

She casts Blessing of Fervor on everyone.

I am unable to move Elathras' icon, he will charge red, if he can move 10 ft, 1 square forward, 1 square diagonal he will, if not 2 squares forward. Using a reach weapon.

Opening the door, Elathras realizes the room was filled with 'Gray Maidens.' As Elena begins her prayer, Elathras remembered what the Boggards had told them about the women. Shaking his head, these were not mindless monsters, they were worse.

Empowered by Elena's blessing he charges to his left, calling out, "Have at thee fowl maiden!" Challenging red thrusting his cold iron ranseur at her.

Pike Charge, BoF + 2 attack rolls, + 2 AC (dodge) AC 24 (red) 22 (everyone else) Challenge, attack: +1 cold iron ranseur weapons training, power attack
attack: 1d20 + 11 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 11 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 - 2 = 32 for damage: 2d4 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (3, 1) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 7 + 6 = 25

Elthras wounds Red heavily.

Everybody else?

Map fixed so you should be able to move your icons now.

Umazura works a little magic to help quicken the pace of the team.

Cast Haste(7 rnds); 3rd level spells left: 1

BoF for +1 AC +2 Hit, Haste for +1 Hit, Rage gives another +2 AC and +4 Str
I am in China atm. Wifi is maddeningly slow. Posting as I can

Hit: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 14 + 2 + 1 = 31
Damage: 2d6 + 14 ⇒ (5, 6) + 14 = 25

Bharak joined the charge, moving in with Elathras. As his companion swung high, he swung low, seeking to attack the maiden in a way that would make it impossible for her to defend against.