GM Fireclaw wrote:
"So? How does someone else doing the same thing before you could make it any less special? People get married all the time, and that is special! People make friends, read books, travel, build, and create art and it's still special! I'm am not going to stop seeing what is special just because some else already has! I am not going to give up on that!"
GM Fireclaw wrote:
"What manner of beast is this which speaks?" The dark-skinned man seems to have ignored what Diri said in his curiosity. "This creature doesn't appear to any sort of animal I am familiar with. What are you, creature?
"He is no beast!" Arry replies angrily! "He is a great and marvelous bird that is as much a part of me as I am a part of him!" Pulling his bangs aside, Arry reveals the glowing rune on his forehead and points to the identical one on Diricawl's head as well. "See?"
"He speaks truth. He called and got answered. By me." Diri says as he dips his head to hold Arry back now.
Arry's Perception:1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
"Arry, Sisterlysi, behind me." Diri squawks as is head swivels around to watch the bushes.
"What is it Diri?" Arry, who had been hoping the squirrel would come down too, asks his gigantic bird-like friend.
"Not sure. Need to be careful. Get behind me."
"Why not? You just gotta get close. Maybe grab the ranseur so they can't whack you with it. I don't know a lot about weapons, but that seems like it would work."
Arry's Perception:1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5
"No crying, Lysi." Diri tells the little sorceress, pressing his beak against her shoulder. "Diri is fine now. You have a good plan for today."
"Well, looks like we're off to the park then!" Arry sounds a little relieved. He had thought Dircawl would still look hurt, and while he could tell the great bird was still injured, he was glad Diri had come. He grabs the basket of basket of cheese and bread. "Sis, you think we should leave a note? You know, in case we're needed or something?"
Brushing his hair away from the rune on his forehead, Arry starts the chant that summons Diricawl Gryph to this plane. After the usual amount of time, mist begins to collect and solidify into the flightless bird Arry knows so well.
"You are okay?" Diri asks, head darting all around the children looking for injuries.
"I just thought you might not want to, since you got, well, you know." He replies, gesturing to the cut in Elysia's outfit. "But if you want to do it, then I'm going to stick to what we told Mister Jobe! Besides, we used to think of things our teachers hadn't thought of, so why can't we do the same for him?"
Once inside their apartment, Arry casts a spell and starts floating things over to where he stands, the mark on his forehead becoming shiny as the spell works.
"At least between the two of us we can keep a place clean, huh?" :)
"Sis, don't cry! You'll make Thyla start too!" Arry tells Lysi, gesturing to the thylacine, which is watching the man struggling in his bonds. Arry probably wasn't talking about his summoned friend. "Diri will be okay. He always comes back when I ask him to, you know that! He just went home to rest is all!"
He hugs Lysi tightly, careful to avoid the place she got stabbed.
"I'm so glad you're okay!"
"We're in the catacombs and I don't even have my pack with me!" Arry snaps at Evengi. "Just take his stuff and tie him up with his shirt or belt or something!"
"It's not that bad, sis, and any blood looks like a lot." He says as he wraps an arm around her for support. "If you feel light-headed you should probably sit down though."
Bluff:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Sense Motive, DC 9:
Arry is terrified and trying not to let it show so his sister doesn't panic.
With a loud screech as the shortsword strikes him, Diri fades rapidly from sight, causing the rune on his head and Arry's to disappear.
Crying out in dispair, Arry slashes at the dagger-wielder and screams for the thylacine to rip the man to pieces!
Taking the AoO's.
Arry's Dagger:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Thyla's Bite:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Since AoO's happen before the action that trigger them can end, if this kills him I won't get hit. Looks like I need to train with the dagger more though...
AoO versus the Armored one:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Arry's blood runs cold as he sees Lysi gets stabbed, and something snaps.
"Diri! Thyla! GET HIM!" He screams as he slashes at the man in armor.
Dagger:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
The thylacine and Diricawl both move to attack, thought the thylacine ends up biting at the assassin with the dagger.
Thylacine Bite:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
[ooc[Diricawl's Bite:[/ooc]1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
"Diri!" Arry yells as Lysi runs up way too close and throw colorful magic.
"Yes!" With a loud screech, he charges to Lysi's side and attacks the man directly in front of her.
Diricawl's Attacks & Damage:
Bite:1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 2 = 25 Extra +2 if flanking
Damage:1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Crit Confirmation:1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 2 = 23 Extra +2 if flanking
Just a few feet behind him, Arry runs at the other with his dagger ready to strike, more than willing to protect his sister.
Dagger:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
"He's not stupid!" Arry roars as the rune on his forehead flares brightly. "Punish this man who decides to be mean, smite him now, mighty thylacine!"
A growl is the only warning the man has that Arry did something before the cat-like creature behind him attacks!
Thylacine Bite, Smite:1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 2 = 23
Hoping to catch the man off-guard, Diri strikes once more!
Bite:1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 = 18
Initiative:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
"Get him, Diri!" Arry nearly shrieks before he casts a spell. A small glob of acid flies through the air at the masked man
Acid Splash:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Not far behind the acid, Diri runs at the man, vestigial wing spread as wide as they can, and tries to catch the man in his strong beak.
Bite:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
"....return to my side, Diricawl Gryph!" Arry whispers, the symbol on his forehead flaring brightly. When the lights dulls down to a faint glow, a large, bird-like creature is standing next to Arry and looking around, the same symbol on it's head.
In case anyone is interested, Diricawl looks like a rust red Axebeak.
"Diri! We're at that place I told you about. Some people are attacking and there was a huge explosion! Can you help?"
"I will protect you and Arry'ssister." The large bird squawks. "Find safe place though, makes protecting you easier."
"Okay. Lysi, let's go to the catacombs. Can you lead us there?" He asks the blond servant.