Sheriff Belor Hemolock

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6 posts. Alias of Great Green God.


"That will not help me. I was someone else's property, a slave, before being brought here by Leventi as the price for my former master's deal."

"And the devil owns our souls."

The the still-living man (men?) however looks nervous.

aqueous orb nonlethal damage: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 2) = 7

reflex v orb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24 random space: 1d3 ⇒ 2

The five remaining men escape from the orb. They cast a spell and launch 40' into the air!

Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

The six-fold man lowers his sword a bit.

"No. I must fight. It is my only chance." He seems to be trying to fight off the effects. Unlike his fellows he is mortal, and not a petitioner.

1d2 ⇒ 1

"Your heads of course." say the six men with one voice. He points his free hand at Chandu with a word a beam of negative energy lances outward. "You've ticked off the wrong devil."

ray v Chandu (arcane accuracy, ranged touch, v flat-footed): 1d20 + 7 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 3 = 17

Chandu Fort save DC 16. Failure leaves Chandu feeling exhausted, success means she's just fatigued.