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Booam snorts at Rhok's mercy, but doesn't argue.

Pixie Rogue plays a nicer Rhok than me. ;P Having said that, that's an auto-crit as the foe is helpless, no?

Nice! I move to G13.

I want to see what Kaygan's spell does first.}

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Start me off in I15, please.

I'm too far away to get an attack in, so I trundle over to J15 to set up a flanking opportunity.

I'm in N21. Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15.

"Maybe Rhok could lure them away from the door?"

"Now, this had better be good."

"Kaygan, take the rod. Wendaug, stay close to him. Losing the rod will doom our mission."

I have the resistance scale - I've even used it a few times. One question - Resist elements seems to have been purged from the PRD. Does the scale cast Resist energy? Or perhaps Protection from energy?

"That thing there" - Rhok nods at the chime Aravashnial produced for them - "is the key to this whole plan. Without it, we won't even get the museum doors open. Don't lose or misuse it."

"I'm sure she would have specified now if there was a great hurry," Rhok says between mouthfuls of stew and bread. "We'll be right with her. After seconds, that is."

Knowledge Religion 1d20+4

Mulluq scowls, his prodigious fangs bared with his anger, before turning suddenly to gape-mouthed shock at Rhok. "Rhok! What call is there for such lewd language about this poor woman's encounters?" He turns to the men, "Stay your blade. There is never good to come from taking the life of another in sacrifice!"

"Aw, come on. These idiots think they can enchant their sword by impaling virgins. So I lied a bit, and probably saved her life. Reputation's overrated anyway."

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

I have to admit that I'm a little disappointed that that epic bluff check didn't amount to more. At least they threw the girl aside.

"Put the sword down, knight. Your ritual will fail anyway, as she's no virgin - I f+*+ed her in the alley behind the temple of Shelyn two weeks ago."

I just had to try this. Bluff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

Know (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

"Jod and I will take a look. Mulluq, back us up." Rhok walks determinedly towards the alley twirling his spear.

Sorry about Rhok's silence - I've been swamped. Did anyone need healing before we exited the temple?

In that case, I charge to P12 before attacking with my shortspear. Attack roll: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9, damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5. Attack is cold iron, but not magical; the +2 bonus is from charging.

Bah. The newcomer is too far away to move and attack, and Jod and Kaygan are in the way of a charge. So I'll just double move to P13.

Ghroth!

Did Mulluq drop A1? I'll post my action once that gets cleared up.

5' step to K11 before attacking with my shortspear. Attack roll: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 2 = 23, damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3. Attack is cold iron, but not magical; the +2 bonus is from flanking with Mulluq.

"What's your next big act, buddy? Driving a buggy really slowly on the left side of the road? Come over here so I can make you into a real statement piece."

Rhok doesn't speak Abyssal, unfortunately.

"This is the Apocalypse, Sol. Everything will be like this, and soon. It's up to us and others like us to try our hardest to stop that from happening. Until that happens, we'll see a lot more scenes like this." Rhok seems strangely detached and matter-of-fact as he walks into the temple - the exception being his hair, which is fluttering in an otherwise unnoticeable wind. "Is this your grand statement, demon? Breaking windows and disfiguring the already-dead? I thought your kind were fearsome immortals perpetrating grand evils, not pathetic little dregs given to acts of petty vandalism."

Move me to L12, please.

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"What are you two going to do, bore the demon to death?" Rhok pokes his spear towards the dark interior. "Sometimes acts speak louder than a thousand words."

M8 for me, please.

Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (3) + 0 = 3

Nice. "Where's the temple, guys?"

"One second. If the bull's head is indeed a trap, it'll be magical. So..." Rhok mutters a quick incantation.

Casting Detect magic, just to be on the safe side.

"Let me see..."

Spellcraft (bracers) (DC 18): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

No move. Attack roll: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 , damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8. Attack is cold iron, but not magical.

Also, Ghroth is in the wrong position. It doesn't change anything for me, but it might matter for Jod later.

Ghroth 5'steps to S13 to flank with Mulluq

Bah. The Eberron game gets all the good rolls.

5' step to R12 before attacking again with my shortspear Attack roll: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8 , damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7. Attack is cold iron, but not magical; +2 attack bonus is for flanking with Ghroth.

Miss, thankfully. Next round, can I take a 5' to R12, or is there a (now-open) door in the way?

I must have misread the initial map. Keep me where I am, and I'll 5' step around him nest turn.

Halberds aren't reach weapons, are they?

"I brought specialist tools to deal with you, goat-boy." Rhok pulls a spear off his pack as he closes in on the demon.

Move to T13 before attacking with shortspear Attack roll: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15, damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8. Attack is cold iron, but not magical.

Sol stares in disbelief as a fine shot proves incapable of harming the demon.

"Cold iron. We need cold iron against it."

"My spears have cold iron heads. Grab them off my pack."

I have two cold iron shortspears. Help yourselves.

Rhok nods at Mulluq. "Let's ruin their day, too. I'll follow you," he mutters, pointing his mace up the stairs.

Move to L9. Mulluq's next.

"Your feeble witchery won't save you from your fate, flayed man. I'll hang your skinless corpse from my mammoth's standard and wear your hide as a cloak." Snarling, Rhok follows the retreating arcanist, his hair and cloak fluttering wildly.

5' step to I10 before attacking with my mace. Attack roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6, damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6. BTW, did we (i.e. me, Ghroth and Kira) hit with our attacks?

EDIT: Jesus H. Christ. My proposal: Ghroth takes takes my old square, as he has reach; Mulluq moves to I9 and get hackin'. Can Kira attack him from G10?

Can I make a Bluff check (essentially a sleight-of-hand type thing) to mask my attack and make sure he's surprised? Bluff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Also: Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

"Excellent. In that case, I have no more need of you." With a quick wrist flick, Rhok smashes his mace into the tiefling's face. "Kaygan, watch the stair while we finish this wretch."

Attack roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19, damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Oh, and my intimidate check. It should get a decent circumstance bonus.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

"Nobody is going anywhere," Rhok growls. "Young Sol might be getting all eager and fired up, but I'm still in charge, and I'm sick and tired of being yanked around and told what to do."

Rhok pushes his way forward to the desk; though there is no air movement, his hair is fluttering wildly as if blown by a strong breeze. "I've seen you in my dreams, Faxon - the red-skinned man. However, I've always thought it was a flayed man... Now, there are eight of us and only one of you, and we all passed our tests. Unless you cough up the goods, it might turn out that my dreams were indeed prophetic."

Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (3) + 0 = 3 To see what this guy's about. Is he a wizard? Is he wearing armour?

Know (religion): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Vatnisse, are you proposing to go downstairs with Mulluq while the rest of us stay up here?

We all go down together. Their boss is probably hard as nails.

"Relax, buddy." Rhok makes a calming gesture at Mulluq. "Let's go see the big dog. So, do we sign in over there by the table, or what?"

"I'll lead, if you don't mind." Rhok walks up to the door and gives it two smart raps with his mace. "Open up!"

Int check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

"We did. The phrase is 'I’ve new material for the archives'. If anyone remains here, that is."

"The dream is always the same - I see the Tower of Estrod in brilliant sunshine, and then dark clouds gather at impossible speeds. Thunder peals and red bolts of lightning strike the tower, and then the clouds reach out for the spire. That's when I wake up, drenched in sweat. As a source of actual information, the dream is useless. However, I can't help but think that the tower is important."

"Only one way to find out, I guess."

"This tower has haunted my visions for months." Rhok peers up at the jagged upper floors. "Ironic, isn't it, that when I finally get to go inside it, it is all but destroyed?"

He gives his mace a trial swing. "Let's go inside. It might have a cathartic effect on my dreams. I could use a good night's sleep."

Knowledge (Nature) Aid Another: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

"Well, that was unpleasant." Rhok wipes grease off his hand and retrieves his weapon. "Madness is probably to be expected in a place like this, though. We will see more of it in the future, I fear."

Reflex save (DC 13): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

The demon cabbage hit me. Fort save (DC 15): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10.

EDIT: Hmmmm... Do we play this out, or does Mulluq killing it end the combat?