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I need to clean up my threads...dotting to hide this one. Thanks again!

Thanks for the Chronicle and running that!

I've also run the arc after this, but wish you all the best of luck for those that continue.

Thanks again!

FYI, I'll be traveling in Europe for the next two weeks. I'll try to keep up on posting, but will likely be sporadic. Please bot me as needed.

Recognizing that he was gravely wounded and seeing the skeletal champion might best him in melee combat, Helm takes a step back.

"I am trained in many weapons, dishonorable fiend! Let me show you that arrows through your skull will kill you, too!"

He draws his daikyu, and fires an arrow at the monster.

MW daikyu (+3 str) attack (challenge, into melee): 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 5 - 4 = 181d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9

With quick reflexes, another weapon is in Helm's hand.

"A nice trick!" he exclaims. "But my sword will dismember the living or the dead!"

The strikes rapidly with his katana.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack, bless): 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 + 1 = 231d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Not wanting to charge blindly into the fray, Helm draws his sansetsukon and holds it cocked to one side.

He makes his way down the stairs.

"You died once before...we are here to kill you again!" the samurai says. "You dishonor these sacred halls!"

He readies an attack against the first enemy to near him.

MW sansetsukon (silver): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 121d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Once the others have cast any spells they are going to cast, Helm pushes the doors open.

Guessing we have all healed to full with all the channeling we had. If not, I have a wand for anyone to heal with first.

Helm gets near to Horus and Rygel to staunch the flow of blood.

"Well fought," he says to the others. "And thank you for your healing magics," he says to Horus and the Doctor.

"Let us continue past this water, but do not look into it," he suggests.

On to the next room, then...

Having used all three of his acid flasks, Helm sees his weapons will do little good. The samurai withdraws, hoping his companions have better options.

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Now out of acid flasks, Helm takes a step back and draws his sansetsukon. But with the bats swarming around him, he is unable to hit them well.

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

MW sansetsukon (silver)(power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 71d8 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Did I not kill the first swarm of bats outright with that acid flask crit?

Helm has no time to thank Dr. Rygel for the healing, hardly maintaining his concentration. He draws his last flask of acid, steps back, and hurls it directly into the midst of the bats, striking them dead-center.

fort save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

acid flask, ranged touch: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 241d6 ⇒ 3 1.5x vs. swarm
CRIT?: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 51d6 ⇒ 1 No!

Looks like Sesska up...

Helm steps back from the swarm, and though bleeding, draws a flask of acid from his bandolier and throws it at the bats.

fort: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

ranged touch, acid flank: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 211d6 ⇒ 1

Helm fights off the bats swarming him.

"Fall back and strike them with acid!" he says. He moves back into the next room where he will be free to throw another acid vial.

fort: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

double move into previous room.

Seeing he is the only one prepared to meet this new threat emerging into the room, Helm draws a flask of acid from his bandolier, draws back his arm, and lets it fly. The samurai's throw is perfect in its precision, striking the swarm dead-center and spraying them with acid.

He then moves back toward the entry. "Spread out!" he warns.

knowledge nature untrained: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17

ranged touch, acid flask: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 241d6 ⇒ 3 1.5x dmg to swarm
CRIT?: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 221d6 ⇒ 3

Helm looks to see what the small creatures are skittering into the room.

Can I tell what they are before I act?

"This is no time to flee the battlefield!" Helm yells to the others.

will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

As Horus turns the wheel, Helm listens to see if he can hear anything moving elsewhere in the dungeon.

perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Helm draws a three-part, blunt oriental weapon and strikes the pink-clad skeleton with it.

MW sansetsukon (silver): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 131d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

"Well fought," Helm says and moves to the door next to Horus. "Let us continue this way," he suggests.

Helm trudges through the splashing water, working his way around the flank of the frogs.

double move

Helm attempts to remain calm amid the splashing water and attacking frogs, but only manages to keep from being struck. His own attack cuts the corner off a sarcophagus.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 101d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Helm swings at the frog in front if him with a powerful arc, but the water makes it difficult to maneuver.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 131d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Hey all, I will be on spring break with my family (Moab Utah).

My posting from Wednesday until Sunday will be spotty, though I hope to check in from time to time.

reroll: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24 will use my folio reroll on that fort save

"Those were disgusting creatures," Helm says. "It is good we have put them to rest. A little rest would be welcome."

Arriving behind one of the putrid creatures, Helm slices another one in half with a powerful blow.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 211d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

With no room to maneuver close to the enemy, Helm circles around behind them.

double move

With another of the undead slavering in front of him, Helm swings his katana again.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 131d8 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Helm deals a vicious blow with his katana, nearly severing one of the creatures in two.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 231d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
CRIT?, anatomist: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 151d8 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 17 dmg if crit

Helm steps forward confidently and delivers a clean, quick strike at the purple clad monstrosity.

"He-yah!"

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 161d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

"Very well...let us see what is to the west, then" Helm says, taking the lead.

"Let us go down the stairs," Helm suggests. "I have not heard anything on this level...perhaps she is below."

"I also have a wand someone could use," Helm says.

"I am glad you are okay."

"A wise course of action," Helm agrees as they look at the pillar with so many arrows coming out of it.

"That is...very interesting," Helm says, not having noticed himself but seeing it when Horus points it out.

perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

"Let us continue down this corridor to the west," the samurai suggests.

"Do any of you have the ability to see if these keys are magical?" Helm asks before they leave the pool.

"I have no ability to tell if something is magic or not...is one of the keys magical? Magic is the key..." Helm muses.

"Well fought," Helm says as the shadow dissipates. "That could have hurt or killed someone easily. Let us see what the key opens," he says.

Let's open the door Horus is in front of.

With the oil applied to his weapon, Helm circles around behind the shadowy form and strikes at it with his gleaming katana.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack, oil of magic weapon): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 221d8 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 1 = 15

With the warning from his companions, Helm knows he cannot hit the enemy without some assistance.

He steps back, draws a magical oil from his bandolier, and applies it to his katana.

"Stand with honor in the face of this evil!" he encourages his companions.

oil of magic weapon

Helm wipes his blade clean. As the others gather themselves, he looks at the next option.

"Should we try this passage to the north?" he asks.

Helm draws his katana and cuts into the creature with a clean, small stroke. His ki shout echoes through the chamber.

MW katana (cold iron)(two-handed, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 221d8 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Helm frowns at the mention of the 'angry bones.'

"We will find your sister," he promises. "It is my honor to assist you. We should go quickly..." he adds.

"We are not dead, else how would we reason with you!" Helm retorts. "Look at us...we have flesh and blood!"

diplo: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

"Is someone there?" Helm asks a little too gruffly.

He pushes on the door to try to pry it open.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

str check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Helm remains next to his switch as the others look for traps. "This switch did not seem to do anything, but perhaps that switch will. Or both, at once," he observes.

Helm frowns as he examines the cleverly disguised pit. "What would be the purpose of this in a tomb?" he wonders. "Or of that switch on the wall?"

The samurai moves over to the switch and says "I will see if this does anything. Be on your guard," he warns before pushing it.

"This is...strange for a tomb," Helm says as he follows Sesska to the right.

Helm looks at the corpses on the ground, both those they had recently dispatched and the two bodies mauled by the skeletons.

"From what we have seen outside and in, it appears a group reached this place and found more than they expected," he says.

"Yes, we should see what is moaning," he agrees. Keeping out his bludgeoning weapon, he takes the lead.

Head toward the moaning if I can tell which direction.

Helm draws his three-section staff, called a sansetsukon, and strikes the skeleton with the green, tattered shirt with a powerful blow and a ki shout.

MW sansetsukon (silver)(power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 191d8 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10