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![]() Aulricmara (blue) Numalar Auritonius wrote:
She shrugs at Durgan, uncomprehending. "Neuma? Oh lala!" she laughs coyly. It is like the tinkling of bells crafted to look like pretty flowers. "Emme neuma tye! Mal tye obviouslime i héru símen, ar vaquet- ana fírima easilime. Héru are ve i. I's whime tye rúcina. Victisarana, ar ni indóme ana osán- up qua mára lú. " Sylvan:
"Caught? Oh no!" she laughs coyly. It is like the tinkling of bells crafted to look like pretty flowers. "We caught you! But you are obviously the heroes here, and refuse to die easily. Heroes are like that. That's why you seem so confused. Victisarana, and I will have to think up something better next time." She moves off further down the pipe and around a corner, after waving a sad 'goodbye' to Scarlet (who is still charmed). ![]()
![]() Numalar Auritonius wrote: Yeah, I will use Technically it is a second attack, with its own attack roll, that it gets to make for free, if it hits with the first attack (not like sneak attack or poison where all the possible damage is all rolled into one attack). Think about it like this its tentacle hits the spot dead on where Numalar was standing until he turned into a whiff of fiery brimstone, and as it was retracting Numalar phased back in a hair too soon at which point the tentacle just wrapped around him. Zokon Santyev wrote: What can we do while captivated? it seems just a tad debilitating? I'm not sure but that might be the point. ;) Scarlet Scarab wrote:
"Err. Linne-, cen- if mime seler i tanwe! Se írima óma care- vamme tye osán-?" You are so gonna hate me. Sylvan: "Err. Go, see if my sister has keys! She has a lovely singing voice don't you think?." ![]()
![]() "Tiuca narwa héri, -yes na- a happime ana finallime hir er man quet- mime lambe!" Sylvan:
"Stout red lady, it is a relief to finally find someone who speaks my language." She continues on, but the words and hand gestures(?) are unfamiliar.... Unless... spellcraft DC 16:
She's casting charm person on Scarlet. Scarlet Will save DC 19. ![]()
![]() Durgan Far-Walker wrote: "Stop your singing, miss. It has captivated the minds of my companions. If you wish our help, stop singing and speak." The woman stops singing (though it echos eerily captivating everyone for another round). She addresses Durgan in a lyrical tongue he does not understand. "Mal if ni lare- i ulundo indóme slaime tye.... Oops." **giggle** Strangly familiar accented Sylvan: "But if I stop the horrible toothsome monster will slay and eat you all.... Oops." **giggle** ![]()
![]() Serena Mistcastle wrote: Serena slogs through the boggy terrain, following the sound of the music. Serena rounds a corner and there in large pipe 5 feet up the wall on the far side of the dimly-lit chamber, behind a rusty steel grate is an elven waif with a bluish tinge to her skin and large eyes as dark as a winter night's sky. She is beautiful to look at, but worn-looking and nearly feral with need. She dressed in rags that may have once been a beautiful dress. She looks excited to see the paladin and beckons her forward, while at the same time anxiously looking both ways out through the grate like prisoner scanning the cell block for her jailer. Her eyes seem to plead with Serena and the party for help, even as she continues her beautiful sad song. Performance (sing) total 29--a memorable performance. dice: bluff (innuendo): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22
perform (sing): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29 Alia's Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 Durgan's Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16 Illthir's Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14 Numalar's Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19 Scarlet's Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 Serena's Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 Zokon's Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27 |