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As the Devil crashes to the ground, Lysaer nods in respect to Marra as she deals the killing strike, ready to rush in and ruin the rest of their foes arrayed below them. Looking around, Lysaer brushes the filth from his armour and slowly lowers himself to the ground.

"Perhaps she managed to utter the phrase backwards before expiring, or her death stopped her focus and she passed back to the Material Plane. I doubt Undiana is willing to let themselves die to find out however." The Hellknight mutters as he sets to freeing the wretches from the cages, using his powerful sword if he has to.

Thanks all!

Name:Sethran
AKA: Lysaer
Faction: Dark Achive
PFS: 34762-8

Sorry, Pre-Chistmas and everything went manic!

As Xon moves in to attack, Lysaer takes advantage of his greater movement to fly round the red-tinged bone devil and into a flanking manoeuvre with hopes of take the creature of guard. Knowing he will take a hit, the Hellknight hopes his armour and Judgement will keep him going as he swipes with his Silvered blade glinting menacingly.

Move round to flank, in a wide arc so only moving through the back in a straight line. Then attack with flanking thanks to Xon

Furious focus, Good hope, Haste, flank: 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 26 for Good, magic, silver slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 5) + 12 = 23

As Erik was casting Invisibility Purge, I will change See invisibility to Align Weapon: Good

As his allies kick off the violence with their arsenal of spells, Lysaer grips his enhanted blade and sets off through the air, the magic from Marra's Boosting spell improving his granted speed allowing him to carve at the Devil, once more calling upon his God's judgement to seal the wounds he is likely to suffer.

Swift for Judgement for fast heal 2, then move up to 90' towards Blue and attack

PA vs Blue, Haste, Good Hope, FF: 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 2 + 1 = 25 for Magic, Silver, Good, Slashing: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 6) + 12 = 19

Using his wand to remove the worst of his injuries, Lysaer moves on in stoic silence, cursing the unnatural darkness of the place. As he reaches the ghostly parody of Geb's rest, Lysaer shakes his head in disgust at the wretches in cages. "Well, we found where the townsfolk went at least." he mutters under his breath before holding his hands over his eyes and whispering a prayer to his Lords.

Blinking to focus, Lysaer looks around to ensure nothing is attempting to conceal themselves from his gaze before drawing his Silvered blade and holding it low to avoid reflecting light.

"So, the Devil has our book we can presume and we need to take it out. We have fought its kind before, it may even be the same one so be prepared for it to fly and go Invisible." he reminds the group as they prepare.

Just before the group move in, Lysaer will drink his Potion of Fly to be ready for the Devil this time.

On 12 Damage due to Mara's Healing, plus any fast healing until combat officially ends (I am assuming two more rounds with Marra's Diplomacy checks so on 8 damage.

Eyes narrowing as the 'man'replies to their Bard's pleas, Lysaer shakes his head and calls out in case they manage to find more answers. "Do you know where you rest? This Plane is not natural but perhaps created. Did you go to war here willingly?"

He didn't expect the Soldier to be well versed int he Arcane arts, but he hoped he would remember stepping through a portal to do battle, or remember being dragged into this odd place. With either nswer, as long as the Man backed off the Hellknight is willing to press on.

Taking the next blow with his usual stubbornness, Lysaer keeps his grip on his sword and stares daggers at the re-animated soldier. With rapid movements he looks to cut down the strange creature so they can move on here.

Pa, FF, Prayer vs blue: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 1 = 15 for damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (3, 1) + 12 = 16

PA, Prayer, iterative: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 = 14 for damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (5, 4) + 12 = 21

Will use a point of determination to re-roll the first attack:

PA, FF, Prayer vs blue: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 13 + 1 = 34 for damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 2) + 12 = 15

crit?: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 13 + 1 = 20 for extra damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 5) + 12 = 18

Gritting his teeth as the strange soldier's Spear skitters off his Breastplate and pierces his shoulder, Lysaer bats the ancient Weapon aside before turning his attention to the creature distracted by Erik. Raising his Greatsword, the Hellknight hacks viciously, stepping up to the threatening soldier if needed.

Luckily, the force of his Judgement begins to close the wound.

Will use Determination on a Crit, forcing the opponent to re-roll

Full Attack on Red, 5's step to Blue (Put borders on as they weren't displaying) if Red falls

Power attack, Flank, Prayer, Furious Focus vs Red: 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 13 + 2 + 1 = 34 for damage: 2d6 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (6, 3) + 12 + 1 = 22

Power attack, Flank, Prayer, Furious Focus vs Red: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 14 for damage: 2d6 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (5, 3) + 12 + 1 = 21

The Soldiers on the right side are within Erik's Light, Lysaer will also cast light (I did post, but looks like it was eaten). With Low-light I should be able to spot them.

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Stuck in the sand beneath his feet, Lysaer feels the Fire wash over him, scorching his armour and charring his flesh slightly. Tutting he smiles darkly as the cat is brought down and moves towards rising figures in the corner of his eye. Holding his ground and calling upon the Judgement of his Pantheon to seal his wounds, he waits to see if the ancient soldiers react in hostility towards him before striking.

Activaate Judgement for Fast Healing 2. Then ready an attack if the soldier's act with any hostile intent

Power attack, FF: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20 for Magic, SIlver, Slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 1) + 12 = 14

survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Feeling the adrenaline drop, Lysaer surveys the scene of carnage and nods when he sees everyone still standing. This place seemed warped, yet a strange reflection of the Plane they had left. Cursing himself for forgetting earlier, the Hellknight draws upon the power of his long Shawl to drain his life force before drawing a wand and using it to restore the damage dealt by it and the Zombies.

Shawl of life-keeping to take 10hp. Will heal me if I drop below 0 and don't die. So with the Temps from False lise, leaves me -19hp

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

"Hmm, there are tracks here that would lead in the direction of Geb's Rest. At least to whatever representation that takes on this Plane." Lysaer informs after they have healed and rested. "That should be our next destination."

If I can 5' step into the water, I will take a step diagonally and use the two Attacks on yellow. If not, I will move round into flank with Erik

I am assuming you have included DR in your rolls/ If not, 6 less damage from the two attacks ^^. Exttra attack from Blessing of fervour again

Taking the follow up blow stoically, Lysaer grins behind his helm as h drops one of the foes. Again allowing Kurgess' blessing flow through him, Lysaer strikes out rapidly, aiming to cut the Zombie down. Should he be successful, the Hellknight takes a step back and attacks the Zombie with yellowing flesh.

Attack, GH, PA, FF: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 13 + 2 = 33 for Magic, silver slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (3, 2) + 12 = 17

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Attack, GH, PA, FF, Iterative: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 2 = 18 for Magic, silver slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 1) + 12 = 19

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Attack, GH, PA, FF, Extra attack: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 2 = 24 for Magic, silver slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (3, 6) + 12 = 21

begin on Red. if Red drops, 5' step then attack Yellow

Will take the extra attack from B.o.F

Annoyed that his first strike was deflected, Lysaer re-focuses himself as the enemy's weapons clatter off his reinforced plates, hardly scratching the dark metal. Gripping his blade tightly and feeling Kurgess' blessing he strikes out rapidly at the one in pink, before switching to the purple-ish one if they fall.

"Perhaps, though very little of this makes sense. We would need to find where we are." Lysaer calls out over the din.

PA, good hope, FF: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 2 = 24 for magic silver slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 6) + 12 = 24

PA, good hope, extra attack: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 11 + 2 = 33 for magic silver slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (3, 4) + 12 = 19

PA, good hope, iterative: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 2 = 13 for magic silver slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 3) + 12 = 16

crit confirm: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 11 + 2 = 25 for Extra damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 2) + 12 = 20

planes: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

religion, Monster knowledge on the corpses, good hope: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 11 + 2 = 27 Asking for DR, SR, Resistances

Blinking furiously as Erik calls upon the furious light of the sun, Lysaer rushes towards the Shambling corpses directly ahead of him, freling Kurgess' blessings fill him with a keener aim and nimbler frame. Bolstered by Mara's hope, he strikes at the corpse wearing scraps of an odd pink tunic.

Move to pink, attack. If someone could move me that would be grand. Also will draw cold iron or magical silver sword if either are appropriate for Dr. Will take attck/Ac from BoF

power attack vs pink, FF, GH,BoF: 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 13 + 2 + 2 = 19 for damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (4, 6) + 12 = 22

Lysaer nods. "We should try this ritual, if we have no solid ideas what will happen then trying her half-thought seems reckless." Lysaer answers. "Let us say this forwards."

As he draws his blade, Lysaer kneels in prayer to his Pantheon, asking them to grant him the ability to see hidden foes.

Almost forgot. Cast See invisibility

Lysaer shrugs his broad shoulders with the dull grind of metal plates. It was clearly beyond the time they had to research this ritual, though had they killed the Bone devil they might be fine. "Unfortunately, we don't have enough time to properly investigate this, which I dislike. It clearly went wrong somehow." You can almost hear the scorn in his voice as he says the next word. "We leave it to chance and educated guess."

As they prepare, Lysaer will search the area for Auras of Chaos and Evil in case something is missed from plain sight. When ready, he will stand by the performer of the ritual, ready to strike if needed.

Taking the journals, plus the one found in the village, Lysaer spends some time examining for clues of what exactly their missing colleague had been attempting here. It would seem the obvious answer was to try the reversed incantation, yet there was no telling what might happen if they were unprepared.

As he reads through, the Hellknight shakes his head. "I wonder why the society allows such research alone." he sighs "Then have to organise teams to rectify the damage.

Is there a Knowledge check we can make to try and decipher a pattern or planned outcome?

Glad to be uninterrupted during the rest of their trek, Lysaer peers around the site and listens out for signs of potential ambush. It was strange that the two notebooks just lie there untouched if the other was in town, but this place is a wasteland so it could be safe.

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31

"This smells of a trap." he says bluntly as he draws his blade. "Be watchful."

If Magic isn't dispelled (I am assuming not) then I will activate false life from my Amulet

false life: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Sorry I have had Tech issues! Swapped Hurtful Feat for furious FO=ocus.

Lysaer keeps his cool as Erik falls down, the cat much faster than the priest of Kurgess. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Lysaer holds his ground and calls forth his god's judgement on the creature before them, adding power to his sword arm as he swings back with more vicious chops of his Greatsword.

Judgment, going for +1 to hit this round

Power attack, Judgement, Furious Focus: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 13 + 1 = 33 for Damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (2, 5) + 12 = 19

Power attack, Judgement, Iterative: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 = 25 for damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (5, 5) + 12 = 22

Crit confirm?: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 13 + 1 = 21 for Extra damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (3, 4) + 12 = 19

Well! Oops. I had been told by a friend it was legal and have used it for ages. Will change it as soon as I can ^^.

argh! I posted last night and it go eaten ><

As te walk along, Lysaer is suddenly struck with the feeling of hopelessness as his connections to his gods is severed suddenly. As he raises his voice in concern, twin beasts arrivefrom nowhere and strike suddenly. Deciding to face this stoicly, he allows his Hellknight discipline to re-assert itself, stepping closer to the beasts and striking with his cold Iron blade.

pa: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21 for damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 1) + 12 = 14

If damaged, intimidate to demoralize: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

If Demoralized, use a swift action to attack again:

pa: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26 for damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (3, 6) + 12 = 21

Shrugging as they have no clearer direction, Lysaer takes a moment to secure their finds and sets off with his companions, taking the lead through the wastes, his keen senses, a gift of his accursed blood, allowing him to track their way. Though he bakes within his armour during the day, he refuses to remove even his helm, his stubbornness and willpower not so weak.

Through the afternoon, Lysaer listens to Undianna's comments and shrugs their broad shoulders. "I agree with you, there is more in the air than just random happenstance." he says with a clear distaste for anythig resembling Chaos. "An Osyuth along with Juju undead speaks of powerful necromancy and summonings. Likely the Devil will return with allies."

Keeping his eyes peeled as they travel, Lysaer reaches the campsite with just as much stoocism as anything else. He nods to Undianna. "I ill take first watch with you."

Lysaer looks around with the others, his visage grim beneath his horned helm as he seethes at the loss of the Devil. Still, they have part of their mystery and this gave them a goal to search towards. First, they needed to gather these missing volumes so that they could make sense of what had gone on here.

"Perhaps, with the residual storms and unpredictable nature of the Mana wastes, it could be that her ritual was warped somehow. Or that she had just gone wrong." Lysaer remarks as they search the rest of the village. "Have we a way to communicate with her spirit? Or contact the Lodge to haver her raised for answers?"

Lysaer continues to hold his strike, waiting to see if his might is needed in the air as the Devil seemed much weaker following the odd Shadow's strikes, their strikes lacking in the force they once had. Looking around with his magically enhanced eyes, Lysaer looks around for any further support the Devil might have.

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

Will continue to Ready, not a great deal I can do

Moving round the fountain, Lysaer keeps his sword gripped tightly as he closes in on the Devil. Eyes narrowing behind his helm, the Hellknight waits to see if the creature would get within his reach to enable him to strike out.

Readied attack: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 1 = 21 for damage: 2d6 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (1, 3) + 12 + 1 = 17

Eyes narrowing against the appearance of the Bone Devil, Lysaer casts an incantation before touching his blade and calling upon the goddess Iomedae to allow it to burn throughthe devil's scales, the Hellknight then takes steps forwards, hoping to pin the the Devil to the wall.

Align Weapon, Good. Then move in. Oh, Lysaer has DR 3/- from Adamantine. Was that included in the damage before?

@GM On Wednesday on the post just before combat started and i felt the evil presence on the air. See Invis and False Life cast. Sorry, the site has been down everytime i tried to check this weekend. Catching up now

k. arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Grunting with the effort of turning aside the Zombie's reaching hands, Lysaer feels Erik's prayer suffuse his body and add abit of divine luck to his strikes. Gripping hia silvered blade, Lysaer retaliates against the rotting corpses with ferocity, attempting to cut down the creature in the remnants of an orange tunic.

Power attack vs orange, prayer: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 1 = 21 for magic, silver, slashing damage: 2d6 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (4, 1) + 12 + 1 = 18

iterative vs orange: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 = 11 for magic, silver, slashig damage: 2d6 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (6, 4) + 12 + 1 = 23

Assuming Orange still stands, will move on to whatever's closest if not. Also looking around with See invisibility up.

No worries, I have moved to the other edge of the battle

"Electricity and Magic Missile spells won't work either!" the Hellknight calls out, "and fire is of reduced effectiveness."

Lysaer curses, unable to reach the foes from his position near the back and starts to power forwards, turning down the alley as he drew his magical silver blade. Through another alleyway, Lysaer found himself on a flank of the battle, near Nox and his unusual companion, raining arrows on the creatures.

"I can feel the evil upon the air!" Lysaer calls out as he raises his Greatsword. "Be careful, there may be other creatures here."

The Hellknight racks his brain, trying to think if the others had missed anything.

religion, Monster knowledge: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23 Im case anything is left

Double Move, reaching the monster in red.

Yeah, that's fine GM, that's how I was thinking to do it, just placing it whilst exploring.

"I sense Evil on the air, though with Zombies ahead it is no surprise." Lysaer states as they move towards the centre of town and the Inn. "I believe we may have found why there are no villagers here."

As they move, Lyysaer's gauntleted hands close around his enchanted and silvered blade, drawing it from the well oiled scabbard with only the slightest hiss. He then calls upon his medallion to bolster his inner fortitude in preparation for the upcoming conflict. The Hellknight then runs his hands over his eyes to better reveal foes that would hide from him with illusion magic.

False life from the Sihedron Medallion, then See invisibility for 40 minutes

temps: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

"Hmm, there was activity up until a few days ago, something has happened here recently, which sounds poor for our Pathfinder companion." Lysaer states simply after a while of searching, his tone showing little care for Rijana's welfare. "But if they kept meticulous notes, that should be our first step. It is a shame we do not know which hovel they stay in."

With nothing else to do, Lysaer begins to move through the hovels in order to find out any clues as to who their owners were and whether they had belonged to their missing contact. He didn't expect to find much of use, but with nothing else to go on it felt that he should. As he eyes the places, he searches for auras in the ruins.

Detect Alignment, start with Chaos, Evil, Law then Good.

perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

Entering town, Lysaer frowns as they see signs of abandoned livelihoods and homesteads going empty. The place reeked of rot and decay, which the Hellknight presumed, was only marginally worse than it's usual smell. Still, even such a squalid place should have a shred of humanity left, clinging to a wasteful existence in the Wastes.

"I dislike the silence of this place. The silence of the grave.." he remarks darkly before taking to a knee and searching for tracks or signs of passage other than their group.

Survival, Track: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Eyes narrowing behind his fearsome helm, Lysaer ignores the offered platter as the rest of the group prepare. The Hellknight nods to Nox as they vanish before uttering two words in the Infernal language of Devils. The first caused his Scarf to glow softly and pull at his life-force, turning the edges a deep red. The second was to activate a wand to heal himself of the damage wrought to him by the magics.

"Indeed, let us make our way into town and see what lies ahead. The Captain had pitiful information enough and I hate to go in unprepared." he says with his dee voice echoing softly.

With that, Lysaer strides towards town across the blighted wasteland, his eyes and ears kept peeled for any signs of ambush.

Life-keeping shawl to store 10hp. If I go below 0 it will heal 10hp. Then cure light wNd to heal.

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Rolling his shoulders with the sound creaking metal, Lysaer's gaze sweeps over his companions and their immediate area following their hasty summons and short trip by magic. Standing tall and ramrod straight, the Hellknight wore the full raimant of his order: Dark Adamantine breastplate designed to mimic the claw of a fearsome devil with a sleek helm and horns coming from the cheeks. Clawed gauntlets, greaves and wicked Sabatons complete the look over a dark gray arming jacket and dark leather trousers. Lysaer carries Twin Greatswords, one sheathed on his left hip and the other across his shoulder and his hands flex in anticpiation of drawing them.

After a moment he speaks, a dark voice echoing from his helm to give it a sinister tone when he does so.

"I am Sir Lysaer Nymmis, Hellknight of the Godclaw. I must admit I am surprised the Order risked Magic to get us here. I suggest we do not tarry."

I echo the sentiments, I had a great time! Cheers as ever Skipper ^^

Unable to assist in the ring's identification either, Lysaer heads through the passage with a grimace everytime his armour scrapes against rock. Resigned to an age polishing the Adamantine suit after this excursion, the Hellknight is glad they made it out alive. Though the matter of the Sapphire sage's disappearance annoyed him without a conclusion to the mystery. Returning anyway, Lysaer sees that the ring is given over and nods.

"Yes, the place was infested with A cult to Ahrimahn, though it troubles me that Amenopheus apparently went to investigate the place with hired guarss instead of agents. The guards were to protect against 'false pathfinders' which may have been the Shadow Lodge members you mentioned."

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26

"Hmm, behind that encased body is a tunnel of some kind, behind that wall panel there. Perhaps the key you have found will fit in its lock." Lysaer observes as Rogar searches around for clues. As the Taldan smashed the glass without thinking, Lysaer raises his sword in a guard position in case they are attacked.

ooc]Zink, the last claw was on me. I am assuming smite or similar on Rogar [/ooc]

As the Taldan collapses and the Cruelest cut claws at his new armour, Lysaer snarls and steps in as Zinkyudo launches a fresh volley. This time he is determined for his strikes to hit the accursed Div and end it's irritating and destructive existence. There was no room for the creature in the world his order wished to create and it would be his privilege to rid it of its life.

"All existence shall be erased? Let us begin with yours and your kind!"

Extra attack from BoF

As I go first in initiative, it was my plan to rotate in and out, delaying as necessary so we both get to strike, take a hit and then step away for the other to strike.

Grimacing with the pain of the Cruelest Cut's vicious bite, Lysaer snarls as he brings he blade to bear in a series of vicious strikes. Seeing the large thing desperately trying to free itself from the small entrance he presses the advantage.

use BoF for one more attack

Power attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12 for Good, Silver, Magic: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (4, 2) + 12 = 18

Intimidate to shaken: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23

Power attack, BoF: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19 for Good, Silver, Magic: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (4, 6) + 12 = 22

Intimidate to shaken: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21

Power attack, iterative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 for Good, Silver, Magic: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 1) + 12 = 14

Intimidate to shaken: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

If any of those intimidate checks work. Swift action for a further attack:

Power attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13 for Good, Silver, Magic: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (5, 1) + 12 = 18

The rock formations prove a tricky obstacle however and Lysaer steps back as his wounds slowly regenerate.

Staying in place, Lysaer waits paiently for the cruelest cut to close in on them, preparing to step forwards should he need to in order to deliver a powerful blow. The monster could not be allowed to live, that was certain.

Use BoF to Gain a +2 bonus on attack rolls and a +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves.

Ready Power attack: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 11 + 2 = 21 for damage, Magic, Good, Silver: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 2) + 12 = 15

Intimidate to shaken: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24

Just an FYI, I am not on 30 damage. I had 6 temps before taking the spell and have fast healing active. It was 2 last turn with 2 more now, so I have 20 damage ^^. Also, I am assuming t is squeezing through as it is large?

"It has gone invisible and is forcing it's way through the tunnel." Lysaer hisses as he stands to one side of the cave entrance. "We can bottleneck it here and destroy it, or fall back further?"

He then takes the blessing to improve his accuracy and defences before preparing to strike the foe should it try to leave the cave.

Readied attack, blessing, PA: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 11 + 2 = 24 for damage, Silver, Good, Magic: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (5, 3) + 12 = 20

Intimidate: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19

Gritting his teeth against the powerful onslaught of magic, Lysaer falls back with the others though his eyes never leave the DIv, promising retribution. It was clear the creature had power, but what was not clear is what it was doing her, and where was Amenopheus? The riddles of this hidden place were infuriating.

Also taking the Speed boost to fall back 50'

Calling upon the Godclaw, Lysaer soothes his wounds as his judgement also refreshes the dry cracked skin.

CMW: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

"That won't work! We flee and it wins!" Lysaer growls at the cowardly Taldan as he wracks his brain to come up with a plan of action to take out the 'Cruellest Cut'. Drawing forth his blade, he calls upon his God's judgement to keep him in good health, touching the blade and blessing it to carve through denizens of evil.

Cast Align Weapon - Good and Fast Healing Judgement 2

Will get a proper post this afternoon but for now knowledge. Dr then resistances the. Special attacks if i get questions:

monster knowledge: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Looking through the room, recognising much of the Jistka style from early in his career, Lysaer decides it is best not to bring up Xarkyn's flight. It must have been magical terror brought on from the Salamander, for the Alchemist had not shown a weak stomach so far in their journey. Not quite believing the Salamander, the Hellknight checks the area for tracks, to see if he can make out where Amenopheus went, if he did indeed pass this way. As he does so, he prays for assistance.

Survival, Guidance, Track: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

"Let us press on, we will either find the old man or not, either way our job is separate from his."

Chuckling as the Salamander's blows reduce nothing but blood from his scarf, Lysaer glares at the creature contemptuously. Gripping his sword tightly, the Hellknight steps forwards and delivers two powerful blows of his own.

Power attack, Shaken, Bless, Justice: 1d20 + 11 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 11 + 2 - 2 = 27 for Silver, Magic damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (4, 2) + 12 = 18

Intimidate, Cornugan Smash if hit: 1d20 + 15 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 15 - 2 = 16

Power attack, Shaken, Bless, Justice: 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 - 2 = 7 for Silver, Magic damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 5) + 12 = 23

Extra attack if Cornugan Smash successful Power attack, Shaken, Bless, Justice: 1d20 + 11 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 2 - 2 = 13 for Silver, Magic damage: 2d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 3) + 12 = 21

Steeling himself against the mental onslaught, Lysaer grits his teeth and hurls a curse at the Salamander, fool that the creature is. Calling upon his divine patrons to Judge the cultist for his Chaotic, heretical ways, the Hellknight rushes forth, skirting around the creature to take it from the side, better to distract it for Rogar.

Swift action for Piercing Judgement (+1 to Attack)

Greatsword, PA, Judgement, Shaken, bless: 1d20 + 11 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 11 + 2 - 2 = 21 for Magic, Silver Damage: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (3, 1) + 2 = 6

Cornugan Smash, free intimidate if this hits: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23

Lusaer grits his teeth behind his helm, allowing Zinkyudo to continue his bargaining but mentally preparing himself for combat nevertheless. The Salamander was clearly delusional, as were most followers of the dark Gods of Anarchy. He had chosen to follow a path of self destruction and Lysaer was sure that it would come sooner than the creature thought should he push this further.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

"Interesting, but why exactly? To the Divs you are just another 'thing' that warrants and end, they care nothing for any other race apart from themselves." Lysaer counters, honestly baffled by the Salamander's apparent ignorance. "It stands to reason that we are not here to welcome our destruction but to find our ally, if you cannot assist with this we will be on our way, leaving to pursue your own demise as you wish."