He switches over to his unarmed strikes which are now flaming. Doing that much more damage. He deftly dodges the swings of the pincers and the biting maws.
He hits and burns the insects one at a time, worrying about those threats around him and getting into flanking with another ally whenever possible.
A few minutes and the swarm has dispersed making chaos everywhere in the town.
The Thanosian sees multiple opponents to be smashed into the sand. Plutark runs up to the next one in melee range.
The Ikarian slugs it out with the thugs that were left to keep him and the others from following the vanishing leader, before unfurling his wings and leaping into the air again, looking for where it seems he and those on the ground below him might be needed.
Making his best guess, he circles around so that those below him can see him, and points in the direction he thinks they should support. "This way, for the gods and glory!" As he moves in that direction, returning to the ground to continue the good fight . . ..
One black insect after another falls to your attacks. Within a minute you don't see any living threats any more. Those who are flying notice that the creatures are no longer on the roofs.
He moves forward and jumps through an open window. From within the screaming continues, then there is a screech and crying. The halfling opens the door somber and walks out to find another insect.
Making his best guess, he circles around so that those below him can see him, and points in the direction he thinks they should support. "This way, for the gods and glory!"
The Ikarian will do a quick loop around the structure, looking for an easy way in, though he can't miss the halfling jumping through a window. He's hoping for something larger, because he'll have to stop and put his wings away to even pretend to use the window.
DYNAMIC DEMON ENTRY YOU INSECTOID WANNABE PROTEIN SUPPLEMENTS
Svyatoslav gets pumped up, and simply bullrushes through the ceiling of the building. Leaving a sufficiently Svyatoslav sized hole for those wishing to follow him.
OK BLYAD COME AT ME INSECTS
People may start to understand where his nickname comes from.
People still have to live here. Wanton destruction. Kallikles thinks to himself, as he goes towards the hole as the most obvious way in at this point.
Once in the building Svlatoslav finds a man that is dead with a slick black scorpion finishing him off. A shiny black ant attempts to bite a woman who has a chair holding it back for now. The halfling smashes into the ant, drawing its attention.
Plutark follows the others in the dwelling.
SCORPIAN KEBAB!
The half fiend strikes at the scorpion.
Once inside . . .
Svlatoslav skewers the scorpion dead as Kallikles and the halfing beat the other insect to pulp.
Considering this a long terms fight, Sviatoslav casts heroism upon himself.
Mylady, your loss pains me, and I apologize for the damage to thy home, yet the battle is ongoing and my strength is needed elsewhere. I can alas bestow a boon upon you.
Mindfull of not starting fires, Sviatoslav switches his weapon song to shock damage.
This could perhaps aid you in defending agains further encroachments, if foes dare interrupt your mourning, then repay them blood for blood and death for death, likely your sister in Sparta did.
Plutark, seeing the woman safe, but not sound; the Thanosian returns outside to make the invaders pay.
Her hysteria abates as she is obviously thankful. Then her grief hits her hard seeing the limp body of her husband.
He leaves the room knowing his words likely would fall on deaf ears.
He listens for other cries of need and heads down the hallway.
"And off to find more of these invaders!" While putting word to deed.
Kallikles moves down to the next building, door or broken shutter?
Baris heads to another house, finding a door and two broken shutters.
He jumps for the broken shutter without looking, trying to help as quick as possible.
Plutark, seeing the woman safe, but not sound; the Thanosian returns outside to make the invaders pay.
If the Thansosian doesn't see any invaders in the immediate area, he'll run to the gates where there are more.
Plutark heads out to the main street and sees the remains of the guards upon the cobblestone. You could go about 50 feet either way to find a random black insect making trouble.
Plutark runs up to the insect man, attack him with his warhammer.
As Plutark draws the insects attention its victims scramble away. The scorpion about your size bites and tries to sting him.
plus poison Fort DC 15 or Dex damage.
The Ikarian goes looking for signs of the insects, and not damage done by his fellow heroes.
He will engage what he finds when he finds them.
The Ikarian goes looking for signs of the insects, and not damage done by his fellow heroes.
He will engage what he finds when he finds them.
Struggling to get out of the scorpion's grasp, Plutark casts enlarge person on himself.
Sviatoslav charges the Scorpion
Enlarge person? Cool! I should be able to inspire heroism soon.
The half fiend seems to be having fun.
Plutark breaks free of the scorpion's claw and shatter the giant exoskeleton with a sickening 'squish' from his warhammer.
Nodding toward the tiefling, Plutark turns to engage in a few nearby insect invaders, until a swarm of them appear from a nearby alley and attack the Thanosian en masse. The duergar fighter gives as good as he gets, but the superior numbers have the Thansosian sink beneath a torrent of claws and manibles.
Lifting himself up into the sky to identify another specific know of trouble, The Ikarian spots a group of the insects crawling up the outer walls of a well-lit estate. Lying over there as quickly as his wings will carry him, Kallikles charges an insect on top of the wall, bull-rushing it off, back to the outside of the wall. He makes a stand on top of the wall, running, or flying back and forth along the wall and across the estate in order to keep the bugs outside and away from the family and servants huddled within.
Despite how long it feels the fight has continued, eventually the insects manage to overwhelm his ability to keep them outside the walls. At this point, Kallikles joins the handful of armed guards defending the household. The combination of the smaller space, the few chokepoints inherent in the home's design, and the additional arms helping to slow the insectoid advance, combine to simplify the task of defending the non-combatants in the estate. The assault continues for far longer than anyone would have thought possible, with the fight seeming endless, until, without warning, it does end. The flow of attacking insects simply ceases.
"Is everyone well?" Investigation showed that 3 of his fellow defenders had been felled, but the last was healthy enough to seek care on his own. The family and most of the servants were unharmed, however. At least one island of safety was created during this assault. Most of the town was less fortunate. The few heroes couldn't save the entire town from an endless swarm of man-sized, killer insects.
For one reason Sviatoslavs gaze is drawn to a greek man, that bravely, wearing little more then tunic and only having a dagger, attacks an insect and actually hurts it. Sviatoslavs Bardiche bisects the offending insects before it can retaliate.
I am a leader of the militia The man says, if you can get me to the armory over there I can
Sure Sviatoslav interrupts the man, kneeling down and points to his back. Climb up, do you have songs your people would sing to rally? I have a pretty good and loud voice As he prepares to take off.
Now singing in Greek, Sviatoslav assists quite capably in bumrushing the armory, and together with the militia leader organizes a force of about 10 militia men, getting progressively organized, and being increased considerably by his strange song magics. Both their weapons erupt in cold, as insects rarely like this and cold being far safer then fire, and the spirits of their fallen comrades fight alongside them
Every one who accepts his performance gets a spirit friend, that strikes with +8 to hit for d4+5 negative energy damage.
Sviatoslav flies above the impromptu militia, inspiring them while using his lingering performance to increase the overall duration, occassionall swooping down to charge down particularly nasty insects, and scouting ahead.
During a break he finally has the time to summon his "wife".
Quickly casting mage armor upon her as well.
FINALLY, lets remove some bugs! They destroyed the clothing shop I wanted to shop at!
He draws the insect forces away from their targets collecting and pummeling as needed. Eventually he finds more and more capable fighting people in this city and has them hold a line as he brings them more to fight. Always weakening them first. With their spears they quickly finish off the insects that are brought to them.
He continues to search for the weak and the strong. Wanting to protect the former and recruit the latter.
As most of you are successful and gather allies to fight together, the insects numbers dwindle. After another hour or so it is hard to find a threat in the area.
Plutark slowly crawls out from under a pile of dead insectmen. Breathing hard, the Thanosian slowly stands and gets his gear.
A good question. The Demonic Skald pauses, regarding the overall situation.
Now, if I was a raider rather then a defender, I would be hitting the market because loot and the docks because reduce odds of pursuit. Ships can sometimes keep up with fliers, walkers cant, while having only a feigned threat at the castle. Of course, I would be looking for loot and glory, I have no idea what these insects want. He pauses.
On any account, my strength suffices to carry 2 of you, Victoria can carry the remaining one, making us effectively air mobile.
I joink the adorable monkey, no debate Interjects the Phantom
Arent you a cute one? You and I, we are gonna kill a lot of stupid bugs, yes yes!
He looks up to see the spiritual woman with awe. As she carries him and compliments him, he agrees, "Yes let us go kill a lot of stupid bugs!"
The Ikarian will head to the place where he is likely to feel the most at home: the Docks.
The Thanosian limps behind the others as the group races for the docks.
To the Docks then!
You arrive at the docks and see that the sailors have fared better than the townsfolk. You see many insect bodies and lots of spilled black inchor and red blood. Most of the folk around avoid your strange looking group. Most of those around have wounds but nothing serious.
"Damn", Plutark breathed. "It appears we missed all the fun at the docks."
Slapping the ikariam on the shoulder, the thanosian said, "You. Fly up and see where the insect invaders are now."
Going back into the air on his own and going up further than before he looks around.