It's fine, I understand how life can be. Glad you enjoyed the time you had GMing Sverix! Would you be willing, should I find another GM who's willing to run for him, to pass along any behind-the-screen information to the next GM?
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I'm back! Is work still crazy for you?
It's fine. I've actually got a work thing going on next month, so I'm not sure how present I will be during April.
"But we don't want the undead flanking us. Let's destroy them first, then I'll destroy the catapults."
Yeah, the army and then the catapults sounds good. Work being crazy I sympathize with. XD
Haven't had much reason to recently. :D Oh, I was going to ask, how close is Sverix to gaining a level? I'm guessing right before the final assault on the keep. The big thing is he's going to get bigger when he gains a level--he'll be Large at level 8.
The funny thing is, while what Sverix said makes real-world sense, I don't think catapults having trouble with flying targets is actually in the rules...
Sverixalint advocates for destroying the army in the Cemetary and volunteers to attack the watchtowers. "Catapults aren't very good at hitting flying dragons, but lightning breath is good at hitting catapults."
"We destroyed the guardian of the crypt, but it's been made into an unholy site," Sverix states. "Apsu has not granted me the power to undo such a blight, and destroying the structure would likely bring their army down on us, so we had to leave."
Sverix nods. "Right. Let's get back."
Sverixalint frowns. "We need to fight the army anyway, right? Though having this here might making fighting them harder, since unholy places can make undead stronger..." He trails off, thinking. "If I was an older dragon it would be easier," he grumbles. "Smashing the center wall here might cause the roof to collapse, though I'm not sure that would be enough to get rid of the unhallow even if we could do it without getting caught in the collapse. I suppose we could see if Sosiel or Aravashnial can dispel magic, that might work?"
Sverixalint growls. "Apsu has not yet granted me the power to destroy such enchantments as yet. Perhaps one of the clerics in our company might have such? If not, then yes, we should raze this building as best we can."
Sverix grunts in grim satisfaction. "So much for its bluster. Now, let's see if there's anything else in here." He starts searching around the large room for anything of interest.
Sverixalint's only response is a low growl. He steps forward and tries to take a bite out of his foe himself, then lays in with his claws, and wings.
Yeah, that bit of technical weirdness wasn't fun. Hope things are looking up for you now!
"Apsu!" Sverixalint roars, a prayer answered with power as he takes to the air to meet the enemy.
Yeah, it's been nice and restful here. I had a lot of saved vactaion time so I have Dec 22 through New Year's off. Lots of playing games. :D Happy New Year to you as well!
Sverixalint growls deep in his chest. "I hear something," he states, then calls on Apsu's blessing on his fangs. That done he steps through the door and looks around.
Merry Christmas!
Sverixlint gives the double door a suspicious look. "There's probably undead or demons on the other side. I'm going in first. Follow behind me and be ready for a fight." He then proceeds to push open the door.
Sverix waits patiently as Anevia struggles with the lock. He nods in thanks to her when she at last gets it open. Cautiously he steps forwards and takes a careful look around the entrance.
Sverixalint carefully walked up to the door. "This definitely seems like it could be trapped. Can you see it to check, Anevia?"
Sverix is a bit tempted to ask Nurah to come along, just to see if he can discern anything further while fighting alongside her. But he'd rather have people he can trust. Let's see... maybe Anevia, in case there were traps, and... well, could he spare Irabeth from keeping command while they were gone? He hadn't fought alongside her in a while.
Ah, I'd thought from the description that something like that would happen.
Sverix speaks with the others and decides to fight the undead at the graveyard first, then go into the crypt himself to see what lies within before turning attention to the catapult towers.
Yep, it was good! Lots of playing Pathfinder. :D
Hope you had a good Thanksgiving!
As usual, as soon as the battle is over Sverix makes sure the wounded are cared for before turning his attention to the captured gear. Not being the best at examining weapons and armor himself, he lets the others determine who can best use what.
Once the battle's aftermath is dealt with, Sverixalint turns his attentions to the next step. From what he recalls, the next target might be the graveyard, where a number of undead await, and its crypt which he and a few others will probably have to tackle themselves. He checks with Irabeth on whether or not the troops will need the rest of the day to rest and prepare before another battle, suspecting it probably would be best.
Sverixalint, seeing an opening, commands the paladins to strike hard and fast, trying to cut down the tieflings swiftly.
Now flanked as he'd feared, Sverixalint commands the wounded to fall back and heal themselves while the rest focus on finishing off the cultists, taking advantage of their more aggressive tactics to break through their defenses.
Not wanting to be surrounded, Sverixalint commands the paladins to focus on offense and smite the cultists, to try and rout them before the tieflings engage in melee.
Sverixalint focuses his forces on trying to kill these cultists quickly, before the others arrive.
These Crusaders have some of the most awful luck on their attack rolls. XD
As usual, Sverixalint leads the Crusaders' charge. He does, however, have a portion of their forces circle around to flank their opponents.
Sverixalint nods. "Good. Remember that you're not alone in this fight. We're all stronger when we fight together."
Sverix makes sure to check with Aron and Sosiel in the morning before the army sets out.
Sverixalint thanks Sosiel for seeing to his friends' (and his own) wounds. "It was a hard-fought battle, but the bridge now stands without its fiendish guard," Sverixalint declares. "We can move more freely now. Are the troops ready to move out? I think we should strike at where they're keeping the equipment from the crusaders we've rescued next. They will feel better with weapons in hand and armor on, I think, and we will have need of their aid."
Sverix winces a bit. "I'll need to spend a bit of time patching up these burns, but I'll be okay. Let's get back to the others and let them know the bridge is clear." He spends some time with his wand of cure light wounds before moving on.
Sverixalint snarls in pain, but keeps the pressure up on the sorcerer.
Sverix snarls in irritation at the sorcerer and charges them, his fangs snapping with deadly intent at the sorcerer's head.
With the taste of warm blood in his mouth and his allies' danger on his mind, Sverixalint roars as he takes to the air and flies up onto the bridge. He judges the distances carefully, inhaling as he comes to a landing, and then calls on his odd connection with Terendelev to exhale a blast of ice that washes over several of the tieflings and the dretch.
From his position below the bridge, Sverixalint is only vaguely aware of what's going on up above it. He hoped the other two were doing all right, but he had one more target to kill before he could help them. Not wanting to use more of his limited supply of power, he simply walks over to the last beast and takes a bite out of it, figuring even if it survives it won't be pulling on the bridge when he's right next to it. Not for the first time today, he pushes to the back of his mind the question as to whether or not it's safe to eat fiendish animals...
Sverix leaps into the air and flies over the bridge to the other side (or under the bridge, if there's room), landing near another of the aurochs to continue his bloody work.
Sverix gives the next aurochs the same treatment he'd givent he first.
No problem! Hope things settle down for you.
I can imagine! This is a rather large encounter. XD
Sverix leaps into the air and flies straight for the nearest beast, diving at its side in a flash. Then he tears into the beast with fang and claw, battering it with his wings if it still stands after that.
Sverix looks over things then creeps back into cover. "We'll want to target the beasts first--did you recognize them, Aravashnial? We need to put everything we have into killing them quickly. After that the tieflings shouldn't be as much of a problem. I have a few spells to cast before we start. If you have any preparations to do--maybe summoning something--do them now." And with that he begins quietly chanting.
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