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Skitter hits the ground in a churning motion of legs and joins Jofram under the notice of the Wraith. He lashes out at the misty beast with his claws. Unfortunately, the Wraith evades his blow. ORDER: Dread Wraith, Straehan, Ushari, Jofram, Jayse, Orin
Their victims vanished or escaped, the Shadows set about their strange affairs - some sullenly sink into the floor or wall like a fog. Others cautiously fly towards the exit, hungering for their escaped prey, others mill around. Only the Mastiffs are unrelenting. And they focus their energy on the only victim they can attack - the strange crab-like box skittering towards the exit. From the boat, our heroes see two Mastiff's charge Skitter, biting at him and then flipping him over. The little construct, in a frenzy of claws, rights himself and is again set upon of by the dark brutes. Their jaws snap at the little fellow who slowly backs up while fending them off with a flurry of furtive moves and waving claws. Skitter leaps backwards into the safety of the boat. He is only slightly dented and gooey with Mastiff spit.
Skitter rights himself drawing another feral snap from the Mastiff. The blow fails to dent his body and the little crab scuttles for the exit, not willing to test his potential immunity to a set of dual Fireballs.
Skitter watches his mistress flee and, perplexed, has to determine his own course. Given the meatsack propensity to guard their own... he opts to follow that course. He lashes out at the Shadow next to him, burying his claws in the shadowy foot three times in quick succession, then he retreats.
Dropped in the spot Ushari exited, the small crabbed construct leaps at the slavering hound closing in on his mistress and drives a set of claws into the creature's fanged snout.
The crab-like box waves a claw at Orin and makes a grinding sound. It appears to be a greeting.
Ushari chitters back to him, ::Trust me, it was an unplanned trip. Anyway, when did Isolde's box start to chirp at you?:: :: Three days ago ::
Ushari races upstairs and into her room. There is no sound of crickets. She is greeted, once she has closed the door, with Skitter who clings like a vengeful crab above the doorframe - guarding the room. He hits her with a shrill set of squeaks. :: Leaving for a week? No warning? That wasn't so bad... but that Witch's box started chirping at me. I don't like it. ::
Skitter sounds a rising arpeggio that ends in a dull-knife-across-a-chalkboard screech. Every rat-eared bastard in the tavern winces under the aural onslaught - opening up an opportunity to strike.
ORDER: Map Updated: Rumble at the Strumpet 63|70 3 1
On-going:
ALLIES
Inspire Courage - +2 ATT/DAM ; +2 Morale vs Charm/Fear VILLAINS
rolls:
The little crab hits the floor and emits an escalating harmonic tone that quickly leaps into an ultrasonic frequency. Every rat and were-rat winces as the painful sound knifes into their sensitive ears. But the discipline of the enemies is such that only two of the dire rats jump, providing opportunities for attack.
rolls:
Guys, at 7th level your destiny items upgrade. I'll be posting those changes here. I'm still working on some of them so please be patient. First up...
AC: 23/17/21 HD:2
ATT: +9/+4 (He now has multiple attacks)
Saves:
Special Abilities:
:: Ack! Ack! I always get hurt while helping you fleshbags... ::
Seeing that blades seem to bite less into the titanic creature's hide, Skitter regards his claws... :: Likely inadequate :: Skitter puzzles on what to do. He leaps on the Monk and sets up sonic vibrations in the monk's body before dropping to the ground setting off a plinky musical racket and bouncing back and forth, attempting to draw the Beehmoth's attention. :: Perhaps that will work ::
Skitter takes advantage of the swirling battle between Jayse and Dinwat to sink a claw into the Necromancer again. Yet again, Dinwat's concentration holds. Skitter STRIKE v Dinwat AC:
Claws HIT DAM Break Concentration? DC22: Concentration
Skitter rather enjoys the sense of flying, although the raptor claws possibly scratching his lustrous surface is a little irritating. He taps the eagle on the foot, indicating the optimal release point. He needn't have bothered. As a veteran aerial hunter, the Eagle knows more about how to dive on a target than he possibly could. In moment, Skitter finds himself falling free and rocketing down on the cowled necromancer. He extends his claws forward, hoping to skewer the bastard through the eye. Skitter is delighted at the squeak of pain from the Necromancer when he rams his claw into the spellcaster's neck! Skitter STRIKE v Dinwat FF AC: Claws HIT DAM
Skitter, remaining unnoticed or unimportant, jumps down and scuttles through the combatants and into the dark temple.
Skitter is used to being overlooked but he is irked when the Grey decides to leisurely eat the gnoll in front of him. :: How rude :: When she's distracted with her victim, he leaps... and buries a claw in her foot.
ORDER: 18|62
-1|52
Skitter hunches down insolently and lets out a long series of screeches and rattles that set everyone's teeth on edge. Skitterin: : Are you crazed? You are not damaging my precision parts with water. Get the short one to magically clean me!
If little crab-like constructs could sigh... Skitter would. : Alright. : The littlest party member deploys blades and like a maniacal lawnmower, begins to plow through the vines with efficiency.
Skitter leaps on the unconscious hyena and ends its existence.
The metallic crab hamstrings and slays the gnoll that already bore wounds from the odd little construct.
Skitter is a whirl of claws, slashing the gnoll in front of him. Claw HIT DAM
Skitter leaps down from his mistress' shoulder, lands on the wounded hyena, and buries its claws in the beast's eyes before dropping into the space Ushari vacated. Claw HIT DAM
Skitter perches on her shoulder and hrumphs at the idea that he is anything ever less than completely ready.
Jofram watches the eagle's message, trying to decipher Vaelos's intent. "Did you find it? Can you take me to it?" Vaelos gives an uncertain chirp. Reflecting on his instructions to his companion, Jofram realises that had the bird spotted the gnoll, he would have maintained a hovering surveillance. Vaelos' return and odd behavior indicates he didn't find the gnoll but must have found something that registered as significant (and related) in the bird's mind... enough that Vaelos judged returning was the right thing to do. As soon as the door is opened, the eagle launches out, flaps hard for altitude, and circles. Our heroes step out into the street followed by Hern and Dinwat. Vaelos makes a set of straight line, sweeping dives in a particular direction, much as he did in the lumber office. He's pointing almost directly Northeast. Their course set, our heroes head along the road out of town, past the site of the latest abduction, and following the gnoll tracks deep into the primeval forest... Vaelos winds through the trees, leading you Northeast at a brisk pace. As you jog along, the forest thickens and the ground becomes more spongy. The trees seem to whisper and there is an almost cathedral hush to the place. Vaelos lights on tree branches and waits for you all to catch up. At one point, he launches himself straight up, hurling through the vault-like canopy of branches, circles a bit, as if checking his direction and then drops like a stone back through the canopy. He accidentally rousts a partridge who dies in an explosion of feathers from the agile hunter. After a mile, Vaelos continues leading you Northeast but it is clear to the ranger that the gnoll prints veer sharply Southeast. When you stop to consider this, Vaelos screeches and flies back - dropping onto a thick branch. He ruffles his feathers and waits. Straehan rolls:
?: Hand of Fate:
Hand of Fate:
Skitter stands amid the all but unidentifiable remnants of the final worm. It looks like the remains of a messy crab boil - all shredded flesh, torn limbs, and finger-nail sized shell bits. The tiny metal box thinks to himself. Well, that was interesting. Belatedly, he scuttles along after his mistress back into the tavern...
Skitter's claws dig into the creature's carapace as he squeaks his victory song - one claw buried in the eye cluster of the brute! :: I am KING! :: Ushari barrels through the window at full speed, rolling to her feet in a shower of glass and bent metal - 'safe' inside the Slattern.
Skitter watches the activities. If a construct could wince, he would. At one point, he dives off the bedpost onto the floor hoping to stun himself - a temporary reprieve from the assault on his senses inflicted by their biologic imperatives. He squeaks quietly :: My eyes. MY EYES! :: The little crab scuttles around. Finding a fork on the floor, he tries to figure out some way to gouge out his mechanical eyes. If only I had opposable thumbs!
Skitter regards the blonde cleric. :: Potato. Po-tah-to. All biologic functions are revolting. ::
:: Yes, and you show wisdom to acknowledge that fact! There may be hope for you yet. Until you become a perfect machine, however... I suppose you will continue your repulsive biologic activities. ::
The little crab-like creature shakes itself at the notion then glowers at its mistress. :: Blech! That's a useless and disgusting education. Being constructed is more practical and less messy ::
"Skitter, I am gonna knock them dead!" Skitter crouches on the wooden ball atop one of the bed's posters. Its antennae seem to scowl. A sharp set of chirps and squeaks emanate from the small metallic box. :: Are you crazy? Tell me you are NOT going to perform some weird biologic coupling with these thugs, cutthroats, and smugglers. You might as well have bedded that big furry man-beast at this rate! Ugh! And I suppose I have to watch all this to ensure your safety... ::
Skitter gives her a jaunty salute with his claw, hops down, and moves towards the room...
Skitter leaps off the monk and sets up a sonic vibration in his own claws.
In his small clockwork mind, Skitter debates what to do. His mistress didn't give him further orders aside from freeing the big horse. His wiry little eyebrows furrow... and he leaps at the rampaging giant with a mighty squeak. Giant flesh that has repelled the blades of large warriors cannot withstand the assault of the smallest party member! Claws HIT DAM
Jayse's precise blow is deflected by the giant's club.
Skitter mounts the tree and slashes through the final rope restraining the unicorn. DAM:
Skitter runs around the periphery of the battlefield, trying to get to the final rope holding the unicorn while avoiding the hooves, feet, and weapons of all these lumbering giants.
Skitter saws through the rope. It snaps audibly. He immediately jumps down and proceeds north looking for another rope to sever. DAM: ORDER:
Skitter scuttles up the trunk and leaps on the thick rope. His bladed legs slash at the tangled strands, making headway but not quite severing the line. He chirps in irritation. DAM:
Ushari tosses the plucky little box down which bounces on its bladed legs and scuttles forward looking to free the bound unicorn. Ushari casts her spell and the giant freezes in the act of picking up a rock the size of a small moon!
Once activated, Skitter's legs pop out and he throws a snappy salute to Ushari with this fore-claw. He lets out a brief squeak-squeal. It occurs to Ushari that Skitter may be speaking an actual language... one she could learn.
Skitter, undeterred, slashes ineffectively at the pirate leader and gets a boot for his trouble. HIT
Skitter comes out from the beneath the trees and leaps on the back of the pirate leader nearest Jayse. Sadly, he misses. HIT
The little crab detonates with a blast of sound and then scuttles after his mistress. Fort Saves DC:16
As Wink binds his mistress, Skitter hunched like a predatory crab on her chest slashes at the pirate's hands, delivering a knuckle-cutting slash. As Wink backs up, his job finished, the metal crustacean leaps in his face, slashing at his eyes. The pirate shrieks at the assault.
HIT
Skitter leaps onto Ushari's chest hissing a warning at the pirates. It slaps the button on it's side and an ear-bleedling pulse of sound hammers the pirates.
Fort Saves DC:16
Ushari hits the ground with an audible whoosh of air and Skitters pops loose, his claws springing out. He sees the pirates closing on his mistress, clicks angrily while rubbing his bladed claws together... then LEAPS! But the wily pirate deflects his blow. "What in the Nine Hells is that thing?!" HIT
Skitter hustles across the sand but is unable to close with the supernaturally mobile Spirit. ORDER: Map: Beach of Bones
Skitter leaps at the vile creature once again but misses by a hair's breadth. HIT
Like a demented arthropodic dune buggy, Skitter takes off across the sand. He tightly circles the evil harpy who spins on him and delivers a leisurely kick. Skitter ducks the blow then launches at her face, putting a crease in her cheek. Keening Spirit AoO:
Skitter Actions: HIT DAM |
