Kuriq doesn't relent in the face of the kobold's attack. He maintains his nerve as he keeps his bow held high, focusing his aim towards the fog, waiting for the dragon to emerge.
Ready action to fire dragon if it appears out of concealment.
Drat's forgot my judgement bonus to hit in the last round, but no worries.
Without a clear target in sight, Kuriq plays the waiting game, keeping his eye on the prize and his bow ready to attack should the dragon appear once more. "Come out coward!"
Move and Ready Action to hit dragon once it's out of concealment.
"Grr.." Kuriq growls as he watches the dragon disappear into the fog. Turning his attention to the Kobolds who just aimed their weapons towards him, he returns the favour on the red eyed kobold.
It's not really clear to me where is fogged and where is not. If I can target the dragon without fog I will, if not I will move and target the green Kobold
Without hesitation Kuriq releases a pair of flaming shocking arrows. "I'll provide cover, go!"
"Stand strong! This is the moment, justice shall befall upon those who dare defy divine righteousness." Kuriq gives a moment of inspiration, once more calling forth the divine blessings of the Dawnflower to guide his hand against the wrath that stands before them.
Swift: Judgement (+2 to hit), Standard (Flames of Faithful), Move action to follow behind other pathfinders.. will update movement when they do. Choose cold resistance.
Kuriq nods and displays his arrow of weapons. "Indecisiveness is something you will not find here. We arm ourselves with weapons of sorts, enchant them with magic, and we will entry in prepare to fight the dragon till it leaves or is dead no matter the approach. It will face a wrath it has never seen before."
Kuriq paces himself around the room and speaks with a fiery passion in respond to the king.
"You need not fear our capability, we have tired over magic, orcs, and the undead to stand before you today. I assure you the swords we bare are not blunt. Perhaps you worry of your owns against the dragons?" The ifrit remarks in a blunt firm tone.
Deciding that she can be trusted, Kuriq opens himself and engages in the conversation as well being straight to the point.
"Odd that they would return when the previously didn't. Perhaps something has changed...And do you know where can we seek the white dragons and the wyrmlings?"
The ever cautious Ifrit, stands alongside Ranalus, and attempts to discern the Fey's motives. He oversees with a watchful eye as Ranalus leads the conversation.
I would like to use that aid token as a boost to damage if no one takes exception.
"We're being attack!" Kuriq yells with a fiery determination as he sets his eye on the Kobold Caster. Taking opportunity of the treeline, Kuriq makes his way through attempting to hide his approach and waits patiently for the right opportunity. "Flame on!"
Swift action to activate flaming. Move at half speed stealth. Ready action to fire if caster casts!
Kuriq is visibly frustrated after witnessing his arrows do less than he expects. But he nonetheless continues his plight to the undeads. More thundering flames reign on the incorporeal.
The satisfaction of eliminating more undead crosses Kuriq's mind. To a point that distracts him from the situation at hand, but with the Pathfinders charging forward, the Ifrit snaps out of his daze and engages! "For the light! These evil shall perish and banish."
The divine fires surround his weapon once more as he attempts to deliver flaming shocking justice onto the incorporeal creature.
As combat ceases, Kuriq's temperament returns to normal and the fires surrounding his persons fades away. He reaches out for his own scroll to heal himself of the ill effects on his body.
Scroll of Lesser Restoration:1d4 ⇒ 2
"Not to worry Anduris, I have come prepared as you can see." Turning around to perceive the undead, upon seeing none, he makes a strong suggestion. "We should strike back at the undead now while we can. The more we wait the more potent their army could become!" A sparkle of fire lights up in his eyes as he speaks of his plan.
Also up for the portal. Approaching the undead portal I shall cast bless, flames of faithful, and divine favour in that order if we have limited rounds.
Kuriq doesn't monkey around and immediately moves to take out the closest shadow. He jumps back and releases a set of shots, releasing a shiny set of arrows from his efficient quiver.
"The undead dare attack the settlement!?" Kuriq yells in agitation. "Then you shall face the wrathful judgement of the Dawnflower!" He moves back a little and draws his bow imbuing it with the divine powers. Once more his weapon burst with white flames as he readies himself to attack the undeads.
Continuing to engage Kragr, Kuriq relentlessly attempts to get his point across. "The dawnflower protects us, the undead shall not walk with her by our side. The pathfinder stand by you. You would leave the home you build in search of hope, but still let the undead roam free to further their expansion possibly to your new homes and endanger the life of others?"
Kuriq paces himself and sternly speaks to the man-bear. "If you flee the undead now, they will return to haunt you. I intend to end the fight as the Dawnflower would want me to. There is no honour of you don't hold your ground against evil."
Being a man of reason, Kuriq approaches the Kellid man named Kragr and takes a close hard look. He attempts to understand what makes him tick and move. "Hmm."
Kuriq gives a funny look towards the pair chatting as he retrieves his arrows. Rooted in faith, he reminds the group sternly. "There's no time to relax! The elders may need our help. The undead are not to be joked about."
Kuriq smirks as he watches the wight fall from disgrace. But immediately shifts to see Greymantle swarmed with Necrocrafts and turns his attention. The arrows cackle as the fly through the air.
Kuriq's weapon ignites and is slowly engulf in holy fire momentarily as he focuses his divine energies into eliminating the undead fiend. A flurry of arrows fly and cackle towards the Ragewight. "Incoming!"
The flames that surround Kuriq die down as the demon is removed from the material plane. Returning to the conversation at hand, he turns to the museum intruders to clear the air.
"We were abruptly cut off. If you indeed are the rightful owners, we will clarify this. Perhaps if we should see this Nigel at once."
At the sight of the demon, Kuriq reaches within him to call the ever powerful light of the dawnflower for assistance. "Judgement shall come to evil! Feel the flaming wrath of the Dawnflower!" Soon after his weapon ignites a white flame, and a fire sparks within the Ifrit's eyes.
"The dawnflower looks unkindly upon criminals, and the same goes with me. We have nothing to hide, as I was made to understand, it was you who caused this mess, we are here to address it, it should be you who explains before we act."
Kuris sternly reminds the intruders, but takes a neutral stance, for now.
Kuriq moves around once more to get a clear angle at the creature releasing an arrow imbued, again, with fire and electrical energy in hopes it would bring swift end to the fight.
Kuriq follows the noise, "And you shouldn't have attacked us!" heading quickly around the corner to release a hopeful sure shot while he is ahead of the rest having a clear shot. Once more he draws from his inner divine strength to cast divine flames on to his weapon.
Kuriq snaps out of his absentmindedness as danger unfolds itself. "Be careful! It's very resistance to the effects of magic." The ifrit yells as he comes around the corner drawing his arrows.
As he releases his arrows release, it becomes imbued with divine fire and electrical energy, crackling with power throughout the air as it flies towards the feline.
I will be making an unplanned work trip most of next week. While I am hopeful I should be able to check in once a day, there is a chance I may not be able to. Please bot me if necessary!
