"I- I have a crossbow? I could uh- shoot at it. Yeah. From a nice open bit of... not-near-anything-we-care-about." Thawm suggests, after a nervous glance the beast.
She busies herself with more healing.
As Ahmose continues to assault towers, the group heals up and plans out their next steps. After debating several approaches a plan starts to form.
"Ok, so let's see if I have all of this correct... Cecily, Dorek, and I will use the wand to arrive next to the chimera. Thawm and Aroden will support from here and will have the scroll of dimension door if needed. And Ahmose, you will join from the air. I think that about covers things. Now's the time for any final preparations."
Tandyn re-implants False Flanker in Dorek and casts Hermean Potential on Cecily, Dorek, and himself. And if he can see the chimera from here, he places smite on it.
"From the base of the tower." Thawm corrects.
"Wait until we land. We might want the catapult later and the chimera might break it in hard to fix ways if we're next to it. I saw what was left of the demon cows." Thawm explains.
I still wanna be in magic missile range when you teleport." She pouts.
"Anyway, good luck!" She says as she casts Lucky Number on Tandyn.
Ahmose returns to the group, having disabled the catapults.
Probably need to adjust my rates.
The Blue-scaled Kobold looks around at everyone else.
You guys stink. Taking baths in piss and vinegar now, I smell.
Turning around to look for the wizard, Ahmose's voice bellows!
The Alchemist reaches into his pocket, pulls out an orange, takes a big bite, spits it out and places the opened half over his nostrils.
Ahmose's thumbs up to Sir Tandyn's plan seems bit... casually granted....
Ahmose quickly grabs a Turkey leg off of someone's plate before taking a big bite, nodding in gratitude and flying away towards the Chimera Tower (taking bites along the way).....
Once in sight of the Chimera Tower, the Alchemist begins looking for said Chimera....
Turning around to look for the wizard, Ahmose's voice bellows!
"Hmm? Oh. Yes. Umm... perhaps I shall start preparing that spell tomorrow. Not in my usual preparations."
Thawm sighs as she hands rope to Tandyn and floats down at half speed.
She heals herself on the way down.
I still wanna be in magic missile range when you teleport."
Tandyn nods. "My apologies, we shall walk with you until we're close enough."
"Anyway, good luck!" She says as she casts Lucky Number on Tandyn.
"Hmm? Oh. Yes. Umm... perhaps I shall start preparing that spell tomorrow. Not in my usual preparations."
"It's ok, I've always got that one..." Tandyn begins prestidigitating the blood away. "there's always something to clean in this crusade..."
The party prepares while Ahmose complains. The preparations culminate in Tandyn dramatically pointing at the Chimera, calling it out. They descend easily and evade capture just in time for reinforcements to be added to the catapult towers. Pursuit of you en mass is quickly quelled by your own army establishes a forward operating base near the bridge and the two armies quickly are at a stand off, neither side willing to make the first move.
As you approach you spy your target for a 2nd time, an amalgam of white dragon, snow leopard, and dark furred mountain goat. It quickly starts tracing your path with one head following Tandyn and company while another traces a strange blue blob in the sky. When you approach even closer two of its heads roar in protest, the third brays which is somehow louder and reverberates in your chest.
The Beast of Drezen quickly takes flight on its scaled wings, deciding to go after the closer target. The dragon head pulls a chunk of flesh from Ahmose gobbling it down greedily.
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Ahmose stares at the growing larger (and getting a bit closer) Chimera as it's definitely defying determined danger levels by the Alchemist. Blue reptilian eyes watch as the White dragon head proceeds to take a chunk out of him.
Blood. My blood. Lois?
The grinning kobold then snaps on his mean face, as he decides that the triple risks is worth the reward!
The character is ensnared. Being entangled impedes movement, but does not entirely prevent it unless the bonds are anchored to an immobile object or tethered by an opposing force. An entangled creature moves at half speed, cannot run or charge, and takes a –2 penalty on all attack rolls and a –4 penalty to Dexterity. An entangled character who attempts to cast a spell must make a concentration check (DC 15 + spell level) or lose the spell
The giggling draconian then begins to Fly at the sticky Chimera!
If you are using wings to fly and you collide with an object equal to your size or larger, you must immediately make a DC 25 Fly check to avoid plummeting to the ground, taking the appropriate falling damage.
The intelligent, handsome, some would even use the words regal, majestic and even Emperor of Prudence decides to return to the group with his recent report.
There be a stick, angry, mouthy chimera up there that way.
The recently bleeding kobold points.
Ahmose tosses a sticky bomb at point blank range, leaving himself vulnerable for a fraction of a second. Impossibly quick, the chimera rips out another chunk of reptilian flesh. But the bomb connects, but Ahmose was not paying particular attention to what he was doing when he prepared the catalyst this morning, too much explosion, not enough stick.
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Aroden really wants to blast the chimera with Burst of Radiance, but there is nobody in melee to take advantage of any momentary blindness.
He sheathes his sword and draws his bow.
"So much for stabbing it up top..." Tandyn remarks as the chimera launches into the air. He pouches the wand and advances toward the tower. "New plan! We draw it here. Spread out! Don't let it..." His eyes go wide as two lines of blood fall from the air.
Scowling up at the chimera far overhead, Dorek calls on the magic of the pennon Cecily had loaned him - stepping forward besides Tandyn, he bounces back and forth on the balls of his feet as he waits for the beast to approach. "A-ahmose! I can't h-hit it when it's up t-there - come b-back!"
With impossible speed the Beast of Drezen closes on Ahmose as he flees. This time the leopard head takes its pound of flesh from the unfortunate alchemist. The leopard looks joyous as it bats Ahmose around like a house cat would bat a mouse around before devouring it.
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"Ahmose!" Thawm shouts as she forms a Life Link with him.
She also moves closer to the tower.
Cecily advanced with the forward group. "Sir Tandyn, we should go help Ahmose, he's vulnerable up there."
Seeing no danger from the rest of the party the Beast of Drezen continues to savage Ahmose for daring to burn it. The dragon and leopard heads come at him simultaneously from different angles, making both bites impossible to dodge.
Bleeding from multiple wounds Ahmose has mere moments to either flee or put an end to this creature before it devours him completely.
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Ahmose Withdrawals back to land at the mercy of Thawm!
It hurts.
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"Sir Tandyn, we should go help Ahmose, he's vulnerable up there."
"Agreed. Now how do we... wait... here he comes." Tandyn quickly maneuvers to put himself between Ahmose and the chimera raising his shield on the way. "It's fast! Get ready!"
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Aroden sees a glimpse of great success in his future.
He moves up, calls on the power of his Righteous Medal of Clarity as a swift action, and prepares to strike the beast with a Spear of Purity if it comes within 40'.
And Blinded 1 round. Will DC 18 halves damage and negates Blinded.
Dorek rushes forward beside Tandyn as Ahmose plummets to the ground, scowling up at the hovering chimera. "H-here it comes! D-don't worry, Ahmose, we'll keep you s-safe!" Moving a few steps away from the rest of the group, he waves his gladii at it, trying to draw its attention. "Over h-here, you oversized farm animal! Don't eat him, eat m-me!"
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Radiance and a bolt of radiance fly upward towards the Beast as it surges towards you in pursuit of its prey. The sword sinks into its flank while the bolt of energy punches clean through its body in a blinding flash of brilliance. The Chimera is wounded gravely but all that seems to do is make it angry.
The dragon head opens its mouth and a torrent of cold erupts, sending a wave of frost and large hail at the party. While the magic from Terendelev protects you from the frigid cold it does nothing for the sharp shards of ice hurtling towards you.
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Dorek dodges back just in time, bending almost double as the chimera's hail of ice shards flies over the contortionist's head. "Azilash's e-eyes, this thing is f-fast! How are you h-holding up, friends?"
Ahmose's blue eyes widen at the icicles and shrapnel being breathed by the chimera!
Anyone got an adamantine umbrella?
Thawm groans as she buckles under the strain of linking her life force to too many injured people at once, not to mention her own injuries. Snapping all the bonds but the one with Ahmose, she bursts into a brilliant gold blaze.
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Cecily has kept up with the group so far while staring at the Chimera in wonderment - it moves so quickly and with such ferocity, she can barely keep her eyes off of it. Then it swoops down to them and threatens to do to her party what it did to the aurochs. The blast of frigid hail buffets the party and snaps Cecily out of her almost reverie, her body responding almost by itself, and remarkably she manages to twist and deflect any serious damage. When the blast passes, she's in her aggressive stance.
She steps up beside Sir Tandyn, her eyes still locked on the Chimera. "So this is how a dragon fights." She spares a glance in his direction. "We need to bring him down. Should he play by our rules? Or can you put us up there to bring him down?" She flexes her claws, knuckles cracking.
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Tandyn stands firm and raises his shield to block the blast of snow and ice shards. If it had been projectiles it may even have worked, but the turbulent gusts assault him with ice needles from every side. He redoubles his efforts convinced that the largest shards still hadn't hit.
As the blizzard clears, a snow sculpture of Tandyn stands firmly in the same pose.
"Azilash's e-eyes, this thing is f-fast! How are you h-holding up, friends?"
"I've been better."
The Chimera dives downward towards Aroden, the source of much of its pain. With a thunderous whomp it land next to the wizard and its three sets of eyes burn with hatred as it stares him down. Its dragon’s head powerfully snaps at him, rending away a bloody mass from the god reborn before devouring it with a single gulp.
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Prior to his pretending performance, the Alchemist leaves the Chimera a parting gift!
Having not been given an adamantine umbrella, the Blue-scaled Kobold decides to be a bit elsewhere. He Strides back towards the broken Tower to pretend he is rubble....
"Not fleeing, just repositioning. Thawm, will you join me?"
Aroden takes a 5' step back, draws the scroll of Dimension Door, and reads it. He will bring along Thawm if she is willing. He will target a spot 300' from his current position, whichever way maintains line of sight (thinking south?); close enough that he will remain in range for Burst of Radiance on his next turn.
Dorek strides forward to stab the tripartite creature with his gladius. His lanky form seems to flicker for a moment, as though he were in two places at once, and his blade seeks a home in the Beast of Drezen's hide. "T-thank you for your magic, friend T-tandyn!"
The contortionist glares up at the demonic beast before him, taking a step to the side as one of its heads swivels towards him... only to vanish into the shadow cast by its massive form on the rocky ground of the Citadel perimeter. On the other side of the chimera, the locksmith emerges from another shadow, his limbs unfolding like a spider's legs as he levels his blades at the beast. "T-tandyn, Cecily, I can h-help!"
Looking up at the creature, however, he realizes that he is now effectively isolated - and he hadn't quite realized before just how much up of it there was to look over. "...This is r-really going to hurt, isn't it?"
The snow encasement cracks and shatters as paladin turns toward the chimera's new position.
"We need to bring him down. Should he play by our rules? Or can you put us up there to bring him down?"
"It's moving too fast... it's hard to plan... but it's landed!" Tandyn gives a quick nod to Dorek and glares at the demonic chimera. He rushes forward casting his shield aside. "Iomedae, lend me your strength!" He brings Radiance down on the vicious beast.
Thawm offers an arm made of non burning golden flames to Aroden as he gets ready to put some distance between himself and the Beast of Dresden.
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Ahmose tosses his bomb covering the menacing chimera in restricting sludge, while burning its hair, skin, and scales. Its feline head takes the brunt of the bomb, charring it to the bone. Aroden takes himself and Thawm to safety, gone but not out of the fight. Dorek thrusts his gladius up into the chin of the dragon’s head, and thrusts it up into its brain. The locksmith then disappears and reemerges into its long shadow, the locksmith frets nervously.
Finally the rhyme- covered paladin, after a short prayer to the Inheritor, chops the dragon head off cleanly with a single stroke of Radiance. The Beast of Drezen is drops limp, dead and defeated, ending a major threat to the siege.
You each feel a surge of power swell inside of you, resonating with the borrowed power from the Wardstones and amplifying it.
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As the mythical power pours out of the defeated beast, Thawm's golden aura brightens for a moment before... peeling off? She finds herself not burning with healing fire and holding a small brilliant red and gold egg in her hands. It's too small to be a phoenix egg...
She blinks a few times dumbly at the egg before she resumes healing herself.
As the chimera falls and releases its mythic power to the group, Dorek blinks, rubbing at his crimson eye with the hilt of one of his swords. "T-there we are - is A-ahmose okay?" Before he can make any further inquiries about his kobold friend, however, his attention is drawn by his shadow on the ground - unfolding into uncountable segmented legs again, it begins to probe at the shadow of the dead beast, and after a moment, it moves entirely into the chimera's shade. For a few moments, Dorek stares vacantly into the shadow, only to blink suddenly and tug his coat closer around his lanky form. "The world is t-thin here, can you f-feel it? We can almost s-see through - see and be s-seen. It's a b-bad omen, for sure."
Noticing Thawm, he furrows his brow, his incomprehensible fears forgotten. ...Did Thawm just lay an egg? Maybe I've taken too many blows to the head recently... Shaking his head at the odd antics of his friends and/or the aftereffects of his latest concussion, he approaches where Thawm and Aroden stand. "A-are you two w-well? I know that t-thing took a chunk out of y-you, Aroden, and I k-know our pain hurts you, Thawm - do e-either of you need any help?" He glances back across the river gorge at where the battle is raging, grimacing. "I was g-going to suggest I t-try to bring a healer here, but..."
Thawm doesn't answer Dorek, prioritizing healing herself first.
Aroden walks back over with Thawm. The lingering magic of the scroll flickers around him, and he suddenly realizes how to cast it.
"My apologies for using up that scroll. It was a valuable resource. But I believe I have mastered its magic now.
It turned out to be unnecessary, given Dorek's strike and the masterful blow by Sir Tandyn, but my sight of the future only extends so far.
For my part, Dorek, I do not regret drawing the beast's ire. Doing so hopefully spared Ahmose a worse fate."
"Should we speed up the healing so that we may rejoin the army? I know we have a good number of healing potions that are rarely a viable option in the midst of combat."
He pulls out Terendelev's Scale of Healing and uses it on Ahmose.
Tandyn takes a knee, holds Radiance in front of him, and hangs his holy symbol from it. Thank you, Iomedae. The Beast of Drezen lies slain in your name. He continues to watch it vigilantly. He didn't usually pray with his eyes open, but he wasn't about to trust something that almost ate his friends even if it's almost certainly dead. He gets about halfway through his silent prayer when the wave of mythic energy hits him. Surely this was her affirmation. He continues his silent prayer but something is different... the other voice in his head is reciting along.
"The world is t-thin here, can you f-feel it? We can almost s-see through - see and be s-seen. It's a b-bad omen, for sure."
The paladin picks himself up and brushes off the remaining frost. "Yes, that's pretty much what they say about the Worldwound." He looks closer at Dorek for signs of concern. "and we saw that rip into the Abyss... are you feeling ok?" He begins chopping the other heads off. "Surely these will reassure Nurah..." He continues the grisly work until all three heads are ready for transport. He takes a moment to clean Radiance, stow his shield, and nod at the regathering team. "Well that was vicious. Let's continue healing on the way to reconvene with the army."
After Thawm finishes healing herself, Aroden finds his injuries closing...
And after Aroden is heal, she notices Ahmose within reach again.
Ahmose's blue reptilian eyes watch in awe as his friends finish off the Chimera! The final blow by Sir Tandyn's longsword simply makes the Blue-scaled Kobold nod in satisfaction.
Strutting across the terrain to stand among his friends, Ahmose begins to open his mouth ...
....when a surge of Mythical energy completely stuns the Alchemist!
Blinking quite rapidly, Ahmose looks about at his companions.
I may have just shit myself.
The pragmatic kobold shrugs. He graciously accepts any and all Healing!
Much appreciated. Close one. Thought Dorek was a gonner for sure. Lost a bet with a hermit. Is that an egg? What the ...
As the beast dies, Cecily drops to one knee and clutches at her temples. She hears a terrible echoing shriek reverberating in her skull, the death cry of the white dragon head. The wisps of frost still clinging to her from the chimera's foul breath rapidly expand and she's enveloped in sharp icicles for a brief moment. Her mouth opens in a soundless scream and a hoary fog pours out of it, leaving her teeth briefly coated in needle-pointed icicles that melt away as she struggles to gain her breath. When she gains her feet, she looks leaner and harder edged, her horns a little longer and a little sharper, a thin speck of silvery-white at the roots of her hair. She hasn't suffered so much as a scratch.
She stares at the corpse of the beast for a moment as Sir Tandyn sets to his grisly work, then takes stock of the rest of the group. They had all done well, even if the situation hadn't played out as they had planned. She had done...well, she had been present. Maybe she had learned something about fighting flying opponents. Maybe she had learned something about fighting dragons.
She nods toward each of them, but her eyes don't quite seem to meet theirs. "Well done, all. That was...harrowing, indeed. Yes, let's go. I am feeling...wait, Thawm, is that an egg? Where did that...did you...who...please explain?!"
After spending two standards to start healing Ahmost and Tandyn:
Thawm 1->16
Ahmose 46->36
Tandyn 16->11[/ooc]
After several minutes of sparks flying, Thawm finally finishes healing everyone.
The pragmatic kobold shrugs. He graciously accepts any and all Healing!
"Is that an egg? What the ..."
"...wait, Thawm, is that an egg? Where did that...did you...who...please explain?!"
Thawm looks at the "egg", then back to Cecily, then to Dorek, then back to Cecily, then back to the "egg".
"Yes? No- er- maybe? It looks like an egg." she explains.
"Maybe a phoenix egg? But the size of a chicken egg instead of a wine cask. Maybe it was a dwarf-phoenix. Anyone see a very tiny phoenix fly by?" she adds, speculating wildly.