Sorry, I will be dropping from this game. Thanks for having me.
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HQ: "I don't pretend to speak for the Seeds of Slaughter, prefeing to leave that pretense to our 'leader'. I am, however, interested that other players have joined in whatever this is." So'ren says, waving her hand about. May I inquire as how you found us and where your base is located?"
HQ: "Well, you have our gratitude, Mr. Stonefire. We have much to do to recover, it seems." So'ren says. She didn't like the sudden intrusion on their base and did not trust the mysterious stranger who just so happened to be perfectly equipped to deal with a menace she wasn't able to handle on her own. Perhaps it was jealousy, perhaps it was just a gut feeling that needed to be heeded. Either way, she found herself with little in the way of hostess' grace. "Is there a means by which we may contact you in the future to express our gratitude after the clean up?"
HQ: So'ren scours the rest of the HQ for lesser elementals she, Saffron, Peoni, and Breaking Dawn can handle, and when she has finished dealing with them, returns to the refuge area to do what healing her sublime abilities will allow.
HQ: So'ren analyzes the situation. "Nope, we need to retreat. There is too low a probability we can take these things out before they kill you Saffron and Peoni. I don't believe my weapon would even affect them given the blows they ignored from you. We did what we could down here. Retreat back to the camp. Cao Guajiu and He Xiangu if you can affect them without takinga bunch of damage yourself, keep them occupied and do your best against them, but do not allow them to severely wound you without retreating yourselves."
They may take a few AoOs, but they move back out of the room. Ro'ren mounts Breaking Dawn and they move away from these monsters AQAP.
HQ & He Xiangu: Peoni Knowledge(Planes)
"Looks like it. I don't expect these will be the pushovers the others were. When we go in, stick together. We take them down one at a time and then move on to the next. If the big ones can't do ranged attacks, let's try to get them to block each others' paths as well as the big guy in back." Initiatives
Breaking Dawn does a flyby attack on Blue Bite If that seems to have been at all effective, he'll repeat it on his second turn in round one but from flanking. If he gets hurt from the attack or it seems ineffective, he will instead stay back and try detect evil. Bite Peoni Enters Stance of the Defending Shell (AC 31) Strides forward to Blue and attacks with Flurry Strike mwk kukri for mwk kukri for Saffron Enters Stance of the Defending Shell (AC 31) Strides forward to a flanking position Blue and attacks with a distracting strike (Make attack against a target, inflicting an additional 2d6 points of damage and leave the foe flatfooted until his next turn.) mwk kukri for plus sneak attack confirm for additional So'ren Casts Mirror Image and moves in behind Peoni to flanking position with reach of whip Peoni, second turn at init 17 Uses Hunting Party to attack and let So'ren get an AoO mwk kukri vs FF for plus sneak attack Swift Action Marks Green (Marked enemies get -4 to hit creatures other than you and suffer +15% to ASF for 2 rounds) So'ren AoO +1 agile living steel scorpion whip vs FF for Saffron, second turn at init 10 Steel Flurry Strikes Blue (Three attacks at -2 to hit, +3d6 damage) mwk kukri vs FF for plus sneak attack mwk kukri vs FF for plus sneak attack mwk kukri vs FF for plus sneak attack Swift Action Marks Blue (Marked enemies get -4 to hit creatures other than you and suffer +15% to ASF for 2 rounds)
I'm ok with theatrical resolution, my delay in posting has been long enough without making you slog through combat rounds.
He Xiangu/HQ: "That was...positively Vogon." So'ren says, trying her best to make her inflection sound like that was a positive thing. Deception "Sounds like there are some up ahead. Be Prepared." Breaking Dawn, eager for a fight, surges forward to meet the enemy. Peoni and Saffron hold back to "protect" their mistress, who honestly doesn't need it. They arrive to see Breaking Dawn taking the stranger's inspiration to heart stomping on the elementals. Perhaps too eager, as the agile pegasus has already been hit once by the time they arrive. So'ren and her bodyguards move into the fray proper, the bodyguards taking up a defensive stance and using every opportunity to use their accelerated mythic status to double up their attacks and keep slaying the elementals who dare approach their mistress. Meanwhile, So'ren uses her whip's reach to punish those farther away. Her whip moves with such grace and precision it is hard for the eye to follow.
HQ: "It seems your familiar has already been fighting some to the South. Perhaps you should help it finish off the opponents it mentions. We will check the Western Halls. When finished, we will meet back here and consider our options for North and East." So'ren says to the stranger. "You five stay with me." she says to Breaking Dawn, Peoni, Saffron, He Xiangu and Cao Guojiu.
HQ: "Then, that is where we will go. As soon as you can, move the wounded out to the refugee area outside." So'ren says, twitching her scorpion whip in anticipation of the battle to come. "Of course, He Xiangu and Cao Guojiu, your assistance will make this all the easier. Let us proceed to sub-level eight."
HQ: So'ren notices the man falling, but urges her companions forward. "Enough time has been wasted. The fortress burns. Let's proceed." Peono and Saffron nod, taking up flanking positions to their mistress, ready to defend her at the costs of their own lives.
She did ask for those able to fight to join her, soI'd say bring 'em.
HQ: "Nah, I'm not going to sit around waiting for some NPC to take care of our HQ. I'm headed in. Anybody fight-worthy can join me. The rest of you get the non-coms to the farm as a fallback. It may not be ideal, but I don't want some stranger poking around our secrets." So'ren says, gathering Safron, Peoni, and Breaking Dawn to her side before moving towards the HQ.
HQ: "Well... f%+%. Magma elementals will be tough, for sure. Most of my spells are fire-based and elementals don't bleed." So'ren says, a bit exasperated. She asks "Are Troas and Kellek fighting them? Their cold and water powers are probably our best bet."
HQ: "The f$!%?" So'ren curses, looking for faces she recognizes among the crowds, and if she doesn't see them, she rushes Breaking Dawn forward to begin a slaughtering spree.
"I'll take Breaking Dawn back to the hold with the rest of the gear, partly to store it, and partly to stagger our arrival in Drother. Does anyone have anything they want me to take back, or any business back home before we continue on to Drother and the capital?" So'ren asks.
"Keep up the yuks and you just might get your wish." So'ren says in her best faux gruff voice, then breaks into a smile. "Nah, cant't do it with a straight face."
"Fine by me Desseer. Why not start now?" So'ren smirks. "Just kidding." "I don't know what their initial reactions to my form will be, but I'm sure between carefully chosen words and the proper applications of spells, I can have them eating out of my hands in no time. If we go the noble route, I can function as either the nobl eor the bodyguard/"
"Depends, I guess, if we want to truthfully tell people in the capital that we are from Drother. If we have a residence there, it might aid the less deceptive among our ranks to have a version of the truth to offer." So'ren suggests. "In any case, we didn't fins any hats of disguise or anything like that which would be useful in disguising your natures."
Thanks for clarifying.
"I doubt we want to bring the weight of a Kingdom down upon us at this point, Fyr. If you want your babies to have a king, we'll need to find a suitable feast and begin long-term planning for the web you lure him into. Fortunately, if we're careful, we all have long lives to live and accomplish such goals." So'ren says.
Northern Catchup:
Unless I'm miscounting, So'Ren has 6 slots taken up by her magic items, and the headband will be slot 7; she will carry what she can of th erest in the chest for an 8th slot and then 2 more slots of items, filling any slots Breaking Dawn has with surplus or bulky items. So'Ren accepts some of the stew. Her ring prevented her from having to eat, but she had to admit to some curiosity as to what rabbit tastes like. "John's old hangout was ruined but still had some worthwhile finds. The table that gave him new life in this clone body, for example. We've got some gear you all can choose from if you want; much of it was either not our style, redundant, or just unusable by those of us who went to the ruins."
North: "Ah, the headband of alluring would be the most useful item for me." So'ren says after examining the items. "Most of the rest is of little consequence to me. I suggest you and John take your picks and we return the rest to the guildhouse. It is quite the haul."
North: "I can assist with the identification" So'ren offers. Spellcraft/Kn Arcana +16
North: "Breaking Dawn can carry quite a bit, especially if bereft of riders. It think we should be able to get this in one trip if we pack properly." So'ren offers. He eyes linger on the Tomes. I want them all. Probably would be unfair to ask though.
North: "Sure, I'll take the belt, but pass on the knives. John, it would probably be wiser to have Galah'ad search and tell us where its safe for us to teleport into... unless there are potential traps against undead he need be worried about."
North: Galahad was waiting outside the room when he sees So'ren leave with her face slightly flushed. "Everything alright over there?" - He asks, slightly intrigued over the silence "What? Oh, yeah, just new body issues." So'ren replies. "Don't really want to talk about it." She helps John with clearing the debris, but when he decides to go the shadow route, accepts that as an alternative.
North: Oh, god, did I just give him.... Zander lets the thought trail off, more concerned with stirings within his/So'ren's body, and why did it turn me on that I did? So'ren blushes and nods, leaving the room silently.
North: "Ah, sorry, Gal. I forgot about your.... status." So'ren apologizes. "You might want to step back. I am going to see if I can re-invigorate our friend even faster." she waits for Galah'ad to respond before continuing the channels, pushing out a series of 5 more channels after he has a chance to get clear.
North: Deciding to try an experiment, So'ren concentrates on the Warlord's newly reborn form and channels positive energy towards it.
North: So'ren shakes her head, declining Galah'ad's offer. "I said I would do what I could to aid you, and I a am a ma--- woman of my word." So'ren says after examining things. "Of course, caution and understanding are necessary to know that this is not a trap." She looks the warforged in its "eyes". "I hope this trust shown solidifies our friendship." and with those words, she slides her scorpion whip through her hand, its razor sharp blades cutting deep into the palm. She holds up her hand over the table, allowing her blood to seep into it before the wound closes on its own due to her rapid healing. "And I hope that friendship lasts as eternally as our lives." Diplomacy
The Trip North: So'ren examines the table, the words, and the body. Despite her initial interest in helping the Warlord, she knew to be cautious about such things, so she recalls what she knows about the set-up. For a sublime creature to become undead is the greatest perversion of form, and may have had corruptive effects. she reminds herself to slow down and examine the circumstances. But we are in a new world, and perhaps inside that thing his connection to the positive was severed. Kn Arcana
So'ren nods, flying off alongside the warlord mounted upon Breaking Dawn. The Flight North: "I doubt you're acquainted with that town either. A moment while I note its location, and we should travel on." she says to the warlord. "I, too, know the touch of the positive that resides in this sublime body. If there is a way I can find to restore it to you as well, I will. To find yourself lacking it must be... lonely and cold." she says, her voice perhaps more seductive than she intended it to be. G@%*&$n, why did I build So'ren so ... sultry? Xander pondered briefly. Sighing inwardly. Because I'm such a g!+!+~n horndog. he concludes after the briefest delay. Diplomacy So'ren and the Warlord continue north without a visit to the town, but she does her best to memorize its location.
"Let's all play monster races..." So'ren mutter quietly. She shakes her head and clears her throat, speaking more clearly. "I'll travel with you, Warlord, so you may continue riding Breaking Dawn. Let us find this base of yours while the others attend to... dinner and conversation."
Given that So'ren had Fyr riding with her this time
"Warlord, if you wish, you may ride upon Braking Dawn along with Fyr in my stead. I am capable of flying on my own if necessary. Perhaps an arial view will make it easier for you to find landmarks as well." So'ren offers.
Soren finds a luxurious suit of clothing in her colors, and determining them to be her heart's desire, claims them from the chest. She looks around and decides behind the giant warrior-construct is the best nearby place to change. She strips down and changes into the new clothes. As she changes, she says "I primarily use whips, I'm afraid. I have a wrist launcher I could let you borrow for awhile. Don't know how that bulky thing would be good at using it, though."
"In case it isn't.... " Soren casts [i[haste[/i] on the group once more.
I'll go for living garments
"Being trapped like that..." So'ren trails off. "Must be frustrating. We have been transported into this land with little knowledge of its geography. I think most of us are willing to escort you to your base, and maybe along the way you can fill us in on what you remember about the area."
"Yes, I think we should know if his lands are close to ours." So'ren agrees, and guides Breaking Dawn to follow th ewarlord.
"Oh, yeah. It's a nice little abandoned place I found. I have some of my team working on fixing it up. We can swing by before I drop you off if your want to see it." So'ren offers Myriana. "My magics are not suited for tracking people down, either, but Myrian\s right, if its a matter of gathering information rather than magical location, we should be able to help."
"Glad we got that sorted with minimal violence." So'ren lies. "Pleased to meet you, Tearsu, Morgrave. If you survive your interview with Desseer, you may find we're not all bad." she smiles. So'ren then jumps back on Breaking Dawn. "Myriana, you want a ride back? If not, I'll probably go check on the farm and see how it progresses."
"Whatever you're doing, stop cutting yourself," So'ren says, channeling her reserve of life energy to provide some healing for Fyr,"Maybe it's an attack, maybe mind control?". Healing for Fyr ! (Channel Energy 1/12 for day used)
Breaking Dawn Will
So'ren hardly notices, focused as she is on the construct before them, except for a brief hesitation from Breaking Dawn, who shakes his head and snorts as they land. She draws out her whip, enjoying the sensation of its leather and living steel handle in her grip. Man, that just feels right. She drops a haste spell over the party. "I've added to our speed, be prepared for anything."
So'ren gathers up Breaking Dawn to help with the trip. Myriana can ride with her if she wants.
"Breaking Dawn can handle the load. I've often ridden him with Peoni or Saffron. Ready when you are, Myriana." So'ren says, although she looks like she's ready to go now.
"Oof" So'ren says as Fyr squeezes her. "You're welcome, sweetie. Least I could do after you spent all that effort to make it." When Myriana reports Galah'ad's vanishing, her face turns deadly cold. "That definitely doesn't sound good. I'm already packed for the witches, but this sounds like priority."
So'ren moves about her private quarters after her trip to the lav, packing her gear up and changing into a fresh outfit. She looks at the bright pink silken shirt with the words Thanks for the fun! written in web-like lettering on the front of it. She chuckles "Why the f#*# not." she says, throwing it on over her outfit. Soon thereafter, she returns to the meeting room. "Heya, Willow, welcome back. How'd the exploring go?"
Somewhere along the way "Seeds of Slaughter" was chosen, and what we've been using.
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