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I didn't know I earned enough XP from one fight to level up :P, I'll get on that...

Melodak is half zoned out, not caring about magic that much... But her head snaps up when she hears Miagnik's statement.

her eyes are fiery and flintlike, staring at the dwarves, a slow grin creeping across her face, revealing sharp yellow teeth again... her hand tightening on her weapon.

She has mixed feelings as the goblins and dwarves briefly banter in regards to recent events. The manuevers were reckless and destructive, without a doubt, but effective. Countless times Stephania raises a finger and begins to say something to Melodak, scolding her for her behavior that was so unbefitting of royalty, but holds her tongue each time. Her words would do little good, and in truth she recognizes that she's more offended by the concept of the behavior than what actually occured.

Melodak grins at Stephanie, while she strips her armor off for the night, "Why would I act any different because I am Royal? Does royalty fill the belly? or make me any more powerful than anyone else? No. Hard work makes me strong, and that work earns me food with which to feed myself. Royalty is just a word that means someone was rich enough to buy the title at some distant age in the past." Meloday mouths off

'dak bein funny :)

Melodak's smile is of sharp yellowed teeth... as she grips her weapon, looking at the dwarves. "Miagnik, Do you think that if the dwarves keep it up, we should chop off their beards and wear them so we can be dwarvish and they will accept us."

She reaches over and lovingly strokes Rownig's beard...

Melodak knows that she can't throw the next one like she did the last, instead she lays it on its side, then she rolls it in, into the doorway with the evil things...

She gives it a good shove and slams the door shut.... Bracing her body against the stone.

Help yourselves!" she shouts with a diabolical grin on her face

Melodak hurls the barrel at the undead coming out of the door, and rushes to grab up the other one, hopefully out of the range of the ensuing explosion.

IF YOU ARE STILL IN HERE WHEN I TURN AROUND I AM GOING TO THROW THE NEXT ONE AT YOU! Melodak screams over her shoulder

Reflex save1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

"LOOK, A Guest! Have some wine dearest!" Melodak screams, the barrel in hand...

Stepping in front of that door would be a mistake.

"DAMNIT! Everyone GET OUT!" Melodak Screams, "IF Stephanie is killed I will hold each of you responsible, and deal out punishment as I see fit! GET OUT NOW!"

Everyone can tell Melodak is on the verge of a killing frenzy.... and you have all heard tales of the cunning and strength of this amazonian gobliness

Melodak exclaimed this as she stands, and rushes over to the farthest barrel, hauling it up onto her shoulder....

Strength check1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 Melodak uses the zombie as a shield for the majority of the damage.

HP: 26

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Broken arm for goblin boy..... though it may improve my smell

Another problem... I go first.

Melodak's surprise leaves quickly, and grins evily, charging forward, spear leading the way

1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 = 7 the spear slides off of the thick gooey layer of alcohol and decay...

Melodak hops back, somewhat startled.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

As a barbaric member of the goblins... not too startled

Day 7, Late Morning, 8/61 (Current Turn/Turn of the Clock)

Dwaynor moves past Hallister and Rownig, stops for a moment when he sees Melodak, Miagnik and Princess Stephanie, and a strange look crosses his face, before he proceeds across the room toward the west wall

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1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Melodak advances toward the place where the goblins were pointed out

"Hello, newcomer. Do you know where the large group of goblins is?" Melodak smiles....

"I wish to kill them.... my name is Melodak.

Melodak charges in, mace in hand.

Windel will get everyone in near that needs healing then offer up a prayer,

[dice=channel healing]2d6

"May these warriors arms be strong, let their courage guide them, let their wounds knit to further ye cause."

Of course!

The dwarf raises an eye towards Hal.

"Mmmm... Thank you" Melodak says gratefully, running a hand down Windel's beard, before going to the door where the next room lie

Melodak will replace her armor, once more stripping shamelessly

Melodak smacks the corpse a few times, My armor! Stupid bug, thing... and goes and peers into the cracked door that people are fussing over

Melodak furiously swings her (headless) Spear at the beast

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

and it Smashes into the creature's antlike head, cracking through the exoskeleton... the beast falls twitching to the floor

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Melodak grabs at the creature's antenna hoping to prevent it from damaging her companion's armors...

Dm, since I am grabbing at the antenna, it should use the size modifiers for the antenna instead of the entire monster... though I can't recall where I saw this rule

Melodak screeches in pain, and then anger as her new armor is destroyed....

Day 7, Late Morning, 4/57 (Current Turn/Turn of the Clock)

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The monster devours the last of the coins scattered on the floor in front of it. When it has finished the meal, it moves slowly, in a circle, and then comes around to face toward Rownig and Melodak. The strange antennae on the head of the creature seem to extend and reach upward for a moment, and then the monster charges forward.
The monster is rushing toward Rowning and Melodak, it is time to roll Initiative

oh Gods, here it comes!

die freak! she shrieks, eyes glowing with inner rage...

She charges forward to impale it

1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 2 + 4 = 161d6 + 2 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 8 = 14

"Does anyone have an idea what that is....?" Melodak whispers...

if its hostile I'll brain it

"I knew this place had hidden rooms, but this is far more than I expected."

"We have to hurry...because quite honestly... I can't wait to leave this place..."

Her jagged teeth are bared in a grin like a wild animal

why does it keep defaulting to DK? That last post should be Melodak

The newly dressed and armed Melodak is first in line to go through the door, a half grin on her face, spear in one hand morning star in the other

Rownig! I'm hurt... I'm quite attractive, especially for a goblin!

Not enough beard for you? ;)

Melodak begins stripping, about to change into her new armor.

and my sister is a princess

Melodak will attempt to claim the half chain, a morning star and a spear.

"I am ready for revenge..." she grins evilly

Melodak great avatar.

"Plenty o'small weapons in that room...the dead ain't be needing 'em anymore. Perhaps, they'd be better used in your hands." Rownig motions to the large room.

The goblin heroine moves, not rushing, to the room and searches the corpses for a weapon...

What is available? Spears and or axes are favored

Thanks for the complement Rownig

Miagnik wrote:

He spun and pointed, surprise evident on his face. "Melodak!? Melodak the Terrible of the Fox-Spider Clan of Central Balor! You'd been gone so long... Many thought you'd died!!" A wicked grin spread across Miagnik's face. "But no. You are alive, a hero among our people and now we have you free again... Heh heh ha ha, now we are so much stronger."

Princess Stephanie rolls her eyes. "Oh please... she's hardly THAT big of a deal." She mumbles to herself. Then stands with the tallest posture she can muster and presses her robes neatly about her. "I'm glad you're well sister. Now do you have any idea where they've taken Whiskey? I sense he's still alive, though I can't determine where..."

The gnomish princess steps back into the foul room, quickly changing the foul odor about it with a wave of her hand. The citrus-scent that emerges is far more tolerable than the stench of animal excrement. She first searches for any other cages in the dark, then after finding that unfruitful begins running her fingers along the walls in hopes of finding something that could indicate another passage or cubby.

"Quickly, does anyone have any weapon to spare?" Melodak asks coming out of the cage, giving a small, but significant nod to the dwarf which freed her...

Miagnik blinked when Mazrim said the word Sister.

For some reason, even as she and Stephanie had spoken, it hadn't registered to him who it was they had just rescued.

He spun and pointed, surprise evident on his face. "Melodak!? Melodak the Terrible of the Fox-Spider Clan of Central Balor! You'd been gone so long... Many thought you'd died!!" A wicked grin spread across Miagnik's face. "But no. You are alive, a hero among our people and now we have you free again... Heh heh ha ha, now we are so much stronger."

Miagnik was simply thrilled to have a hero of such high caliber among their group.

Melodak's smile is like the edge of a waraxe,

"Yes, many have attempted to end my life.... this group captured me while I traveled with Stephanie's entourage.... they caught me off guard and stripped me of my weapons before I could fight back."

"Sister!" Stephanie exclaims. She can now see the dark outline of the cages, as her eyes desperately grasp at any light they can find. "We must free her. Is she ok?!" Stephanie turns frantically to Miagnik, concern plastered across her face. "Is my sister ok?"

"Stephanie. I am as well as can be expected after being locked in a cage for gods know how long. Get ahold of yourself and get me out"

Her voice is not warm...

Her fists clench angrily for a while but gradually she intended...

"I am Melodak the Brave, goblin heroine.... perhaps you...."

*blink*

"Stephanie."

Mazrim will try and open the door that he can hear the sounds coming from and hope there's no danger.

"A dwarf! Chetsuul gund! Quickly free me!" She requests.

The tone is one of relief and gratitude, but you feel she is used to people acting upon her orders.

"I am ready to return to the world" the powerfully built gobliness says quietly while sharpening the bone of the cage's last occupant on a rock, preparing for her captors next visit