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It's my turn to attempt to figure out Tanith's AC.

Tanith's standard AC is 32. Add +7 from ironskin, +3 from recitation, +3 holy aura. That puts his present total at 45. The natural 20 will hit. Tanith has acid resistance 5. 31 damage total taken.

Tanith growls low in his throat as the first blade skitters off his forearm, but the second finds blood. He staggers half a step, snarling through clenched teeth as the worm-tainted steel carves through flesh and scrapes against bone. Sickly acid hisses against his skin, but the Suel’s body is hardened against such dangers.

"Red!" he bellows, his voice a hammer’s strike over the din of battle. "The wormcaller - drop it!"

Without waiting for a response, Tanith claps his blood-slicked hands together in a brief, thunderous motion, as though snapping the air itself.

A sudden rush of wind and curling mist heralds the arrival of a familiar otherworldly figure - a lithe, wind-borne elven woman with hair like smoke and eyes like stormlight. The scent of myrrh and ale fills the air around her.

Tanith jerks his chin toward the wound on his side, never taking his eyes off the foes before him.

"This fight's just getting started. Do what you can help keep us on our feet. Then let Kord see your strength."

And then he is moving again forward, fearless, and brutal.

He steps into the guard of the nearest Sword of Kyuss, driving a meaty fist into the thing’s chest with the sound of cracking ribs and bursting flesh. Another blow follows, and another, each one thrown with the unstoppable strength of a man who has earned the title of Kord’s Mightiest Champion.

Swift action to summon a bralani. Bralani heals Tanith with a cure serious. Tanith unarmed flurries on the Swords attacking him.

CSW: 3d8 + 6 ⇒ (8, 1, 2) + 6 = 17

Unarmed (gmw, haste, good hope, recitation, inspire courage, power attack, invoke the worm): 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 37
Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (1, 5) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 28
Flurry: 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 48
Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (2, 2) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 26

Iterative: 1d20 + 17 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 17 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 40
Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (5, 3) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 30
Flurry: 1d20 + 17 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 17 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 30
Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (2, 6) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 30

Second Iterative: 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 38
Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (4, 5) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 31

Haste Attack: 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 46
Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (1, 6) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 29

Confirming Flurry: 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 22 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 48
Extra Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (2, 3) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 27

Confirming Second Iterative: 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 3 - 4 - 2 = 36
Extra Damage: 2d6 + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (2, 3) + 8 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 8 - 2 = 27

Reflex: 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 = 32
Reflex: 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 = 24
Reflex: 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 = 36
Reflex: 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 12 + 3 + 1 + 2 = 21

Tanith reels, regretting not getting the protection from negative energy that his friends had to foresight to prepare.

Tanith blinks in surprise, grateful for having protected himself wisely. Just like all his friends.

Can't find this spell on d20pfsrd... What does this do exactly?

"Recitation on Everyone - 1 encounter (Cuetzpalli and Tanith get +3 from this)"

Luck bonus to a bunch of stuff.

The spell affects all allies within the spell's area at the moment you cast it. Your allies gain a +2 luck bonus to AC, on attack rolls, and on saving throws, or a +3 luck bonus if they worship the same deity as you.

Tanith looks around in shock an awe. "Wait, are we dead? Did that stuff kill us?"

Astraden's explanation calms the big man down. He nods in understanding.

Hearing his name spoken by these ancient druids with the title Mightiest Champion makes Tanith's massive chest swell with pride until he registers that this is occurring hundreds of years in the past. He was meant to be here and now. Everything he and his friends had been through had lead to this moment.

He offers Carina his hand and looks to Lashonna.

"What kind of spawn are we dealing with? The ones with the fiery swords or something worse?"

Shield Other [Carina] - all day
Endure Elements [Tanith] - all day
Resist Energy Lightning [Tanith] - 2 encounters
Recitation on Everyone - 1 encounter (Cuetzpalli and Tanith get +3 from this)
Greater Magic Weapon [Tanith's Unarmed Strike] - 1 full dungeon
Ironskin [Tanith] - 1 encounters

Tanith dips a big hand into the mythical water bringing a mouthful to his lips.

"Bottoms up."

Tanith casts Astraden a glance, impressed. "You can raise birds from the dead too?"

"Surgery like that is going to leave a hell of a scar", Tanith quips once the gruesome task is done.

"Nice work Red. We've seen a lot of miracles but what you just did ranks near the top."

Tanith continues channeling the boundless vitality of his mighty patron.

A glance to his bralani companion and a nod at Farrukh sends the message to keep the warrior on his feet.

Spending two fervor to channel again as a standard. Looking at the Roll20, I believe this catches himself, Carina, Astraden, Farrukh, and Clunk. The summon uses her second CSW on Farrukh.

Channel to Heal: 5d6 ⇒ (5, 4, 4, 6, 6) = 25

Cure Serious: 3d8 + 6 ⇒ (3, 7, 7) + 6 = 23

Flex (good hope): 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 12 + 2 = 21

Unlike his companions, Tanith's musclebound frame doesn't move with the agility necessary to avoid the gout of acidic bile showering down on him. His chest hair suffers mightily.

That's 10+58 after the acid resistance.

The big man groans in pain as he shakes the worst of the acid from his body and moves into a central location. With a fist, he pounds the bloodied star of Kord tattooed across his muscular chest sending a pulse of golden light across the area that smells strongly of mead, leather, and sweat.

Moving into range to get Astraden, Carina, Cuetzpalli, and Clunk with a channel energy. This should get Eben as well if he was okay delaying a fraction of a second before moving away. Swift to activate ki insight for the minutes long AC bonus.

Channel to Heal: 5d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 4, 1, 5) = 18

Trusting that it will be a moment before the dragon can use its breath weapon again, the bralani floats across the battlefield on unseen currents and graces Farrukh with her own healing touch.

Cure Serious: 3d8 + 6 ⇒ (7, 7, 1) + 6 = 21

Oh boy. I'm way behind...

Will: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (16) + 21 = 37

Tanith considers the mournful song. He shakes his head shrugging off the melancholy and marches on.

***

He watches the strange parley between the dragon and the party with barely restrained excitement. The monstrous tree-like parasite sprouting from Viruinne's scaled flesh is an afterthought at the possibility of wrestling another dragon. The big man waits, despite the beast's claimed allegiance, hoping for the scene the come to blows.

Only the sudden change of scenery and spicy fog snaps Tanith back to his senses.

"Thanks for the save Eben. What's the plan Red? You want to try to remove that thing from the dragon?"

See the dragon gain altitude for a possible strafe, Tanith prays for aid. In a flash, an ethereal vaguely-elven woman emerges from coiling wisps of smoke that smell strongly of ale and myrrh.

Using a blessing as a standard action to summoning a bralani.

The big man gestures up briefly signaling the celestial.

"Dragon. Cover us as long as you can."

The bralani will ready to cast wind wall to intercept a breath weapon if the dragon tries one.

Tanith has acid resistance so he ignores the 2 damage. Carina do you take acid damage? If so Tanith will split it via the shield other.

Life happens, no worries. New baby about to drop here, so I've been quite busy myself.

Congrats! I assume not your first?

Keeping Carina at his back, Tanith hacks at the nearby attackers.

Targeting the closest orange. If the first one goes down he'll switch to the next orange. Taking the extra attack from blessing of fervor.

Attack (GMW, good hope, power attack, fatigue): 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 27
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 45

Iterative: 1d20 + 17 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 17 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 30
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 40

Extra Attack: 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 31
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 39

Seeing Carina surrounded by foes, both real and imagined, Tanith starts hacking his way toward her.

In the interest of not calculating things without magic, Tanith will move out of the AMF provoking from pink. Attacking blue.

Attack (GMW, good hope, power attack, fatigue): 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 42
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 38

Confirming?: 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 29
Extra Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 43

AoO: 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 30
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 41

"How are we supposed to try not believing in something Eben?"

Tanith steps over coming to Carina's aid.

"Red, duck!" he warns as his poleaxe swings over her head in great arcing blows.

Attacking pink. If pink dies any remaining attacks will go on the green one to the south.

Attack (GMW, good hope, power attack, fatigue): 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 36
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 43

Iterative: 1d20 + 17 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 17 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 23
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 42

Fervor Attack: 1d20 + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 22 + 3 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 34
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 44

Will (good hope): 1d20 + 21 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 21 + 2 = 33
Flex (good hope): 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 12 + 2 = 19
Fort (good hope): 1d20 + 20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 20 + 2 = 39

I got the full set!

Tanith does his best to evade the colorful array of magical blasts and recovers in time to shake loose the wispy slug-like things crawling up his legs. The big man grunts in frustration. He's got plenty of fight left but their touch still leaves him winded.

"I will say this is a tiny improvement over worms."

20 fire damage and fatigued for the duration of the combat.

Tanith builds up a good sweat performing his usual morning workout and dedications to Kord. He prepares his usual prayers before the party ventures down into the swamp.

Carina shivers and hugs herself to Tanith.

The big man wraps an arm protectively around the shivering alchemist.

"Not the worst ruin we've visited but not the kind of place I want to stay overnight. The 'Doomshroud' sounds like some kind of monster. Cuetz, you see any interesting tracks over the last couple hours?"

Tanith stands very still and listens for songs, mournful or otherwise.

"Appreciate it Eben."

Tanith prepares with his usual blessings.

Shield other on Carina; endure elements, resist energy, greater magic weapon, and iron skin on Tanith.

Level 16 (War priest 14)

+10 HP
+1 fort and will
+1 BAB

+4 skill ranks (diplomacy x1, intimidate x1, perform x2)

+1 4th and 5th level spell slots

+1d6 fervor healing

"We're on the island and we're working our way to the library. Getting there ended up being... complicated ", Ursus explains.

As he departs, Krekie's black eyes are bright with innocence, watching Tanith's and Eben's exchange. She takes out a pipe and lights it with a tindertwig. "You should know where they come from, Creed. That's the family you would wed into."

"Huh? Red, you're related to those things?"

Tanith watches the grisly display and Eben's satisfied response with an appropriate amount of alarm.

Back on the beach: After the fire elementals have faded away, and little is left but charred bone lumps, Eben casts his spells again, this time making a shadow puppet of something with big, snapping teeth. What comes to his summons this time is more horrible than anything he's spawned from shadows to date: Nothing but a ball of teeth and hate, floating in the air. [smaller]

"Eben, do things like that live in the shadow plane? The place you're always trying to get us to hike through?"

I assumed Tanith wasn't wearing it. He's got it slung over his shoulder like a child carrying his favorite blanket.

"I'll take that as a compliment."

Feeling his opponent's body hit the ground and the titanic impact that follows, Tanith's heart nearly beats out of his chest. Flush with glory, he flexes his enormous biceps in victory. If Krathanos had somehow bested Kord in the past he had redeemed his patron's honor with this win.

The moment of glory is just that and passes a few seconds later. He joins his friends in brief celebration and then air-steps down to retrieve the belt. Tanith dusts it off and slings it over his shoulder before air-stepping up again midway Krathanos's form to offer a hand.

"Well played Krathanos. Once this business with the world ending prophecy is wrapped up, what would you say to another round?"

It turns out Tanith's not hasted so that won't quite get us to the ground.

But I also forgot about greater grapple so Ursus will use a move action to pull/move another 15 feet to the ground.

Grapple: 1d20 + 27 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 6 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 27 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 6 + 2 + 5 = 67

Action Point!: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 2) = 11 - 72!

We're all oiled up like proper wrestlers anyway. No squeaking necessary.

Tanith raises an arm in time to fend off a powerful but clumsy blow when Krathanos retaliates. He's less prepared for the magics containing the titan's true form to come unraveled and he grunts in surprise as Krathanos's body rapidly explodes in size, shifting his grip from his opponent's neck, to his shoulder, and finally down to his wrist.

But a good wrist lock was enough for a trained wrestler and Kord's champion was a divinely talented wrestler. He swings from the titan's arm with all of his strength, extending his opponent's shoulder joint in the wrong direction and uses the leverage from the maneuver to angle their air-bound momentum down towards victory.

Using another strength surge as a swift. Rage as a free action. Standard action to grapple-move down.

Continuing to use fervor for the AC/attack boost.

Grapple: 1d20 + 27 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 6 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 27 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 6 + 2 + 5 = 69

Action Point!: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 2) = 13 - 75!

Muscle by muscle, Tanith stretched meticulously for what was certain to be the greatest battle of his life. Between his friends' magics and Kord's blessings, he was certain he was ready for this challenge.

He watches curiously as the powerful azata arrives and is recruited under the titan's duress. It sounded like he held more of the celestials prisoner. The big man is about to voice his concern when he's interrupted by a passionate kiss from Carina.

Tanith's bearded face splits with a grin ear to ear. "I appreciate it Red. A little extra luck never hurt anyone."

Suddenly the battle begins. Tanith answers Krathanos's challenge with a hearty laugh. "Prepare yourself for the gift of battle titan!"

The big man's massive legs pump as Tanith climbs into the air hiking up on unseen footing. He moves like a blur moving past Krathanos's shoulder and wrapping an arm around his neck.

Using strength surge as a swift, moving into position, standard to grapple. I'm not sure if there is a map for this or if we need one but I'm assuming Tanith can get into range with a single move action.

Using fervor for the AC/attack boost. Burning guidance and moment of greatness right away.

Grapple: 1d20 + 27 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 3 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 27 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 3 + 6 = 58

We'll use an AP to boost that just in case.

AP: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 1) = 13

That makes 64.

Gotcha, disregard then.

Tanith looks to his companions briefly and then kneels for a prayer.

"Mighty Kord, Lord of Strength and Conquest,
Let this place serve as a holy arena, in it I am your champion,
To face a titan who claims to have bested you in battle,
Yet in my heart, I know your prowess remains unmatched.

Bless my limbs with speed, my heart with valor,
Guide my maneuvers, Mighty Brawler, to never falter,
In this contest, my triumph shall be clear,
With your blessing, o' Kord, the Titan falls here.

Grant me victory, oh God of Battle's call,
For on this day, I wrestle on behalf of us all,
And when I do claim victory by skill and by might,
Kord's name will be praised and his glory shine bright."

Casting mighty strength and activating ki insight.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Tanith alternates pulling his massive arms across his broad chest stretching his triceps. "You're on Krathanos."

"Uh, Astraden. Do you have one of those not-quite-flying spells?"

Tanith breaks away from the huddle to address the booming titan.

"We have enough trinkets to trade for your belt", the big man offers. "But the legends told of Krathanos the Conqueror not Krathanos the Trader. We propose a challenge instead - a contest of strength. If we win, you surrender the belt to us. It should be a simple task for the titan that claims to have out-wrestled Kord himself."

In total 24 healing to Tanith. Woof. [14/50]

Better than a poke in the eye. Burning a couple fervor to top myself off.

Fervor #1: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 2, 5) = 11
Fervor #2: 4d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 4, 4) = 12

Tanith sits up a bit straighter after his burns are mended.

"Whaddaya say, Tanith, you want to play cards with him?"

"Uh, maybe? We could play cards with him but I don't imagine Kord guided two of his champions to this time and place to play a hand of cards with the big bastard. A wrestling match or just an unarmed brawl would be something closer to what the Brawler would approve of."

Edit: Missed that Eben was healing as well.

Tanith nods in agreement with Astraden's thinking.

"I'm sure we've got enough magical doodads among us to trade for that belt but I don't get the impression he really cares about how much these things are worth. I think he's more interested in protecting his pride. Maybe some kind of challenge for the belt that threatens that pride would pique his interest."

I'm inclined to focus on recovering the feather. I leave the decision of chasing Not-Carina or not up to Actually-Carina. If she wants to chase her down I'm down.

Reflex (good hope, haste): 1d20 + 12 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 12 + 2 + 1 = 19

Tanith growls in pain as the exploding meteors scourge him. He joins Cuetzpalli's complaints. "Watch it!"

Seeing that only Not-Carina is left standing in the aftermath of the titan's magic, the big man calls out her. "It's over. Stand down."

I guess total defense for now.

"Vignette! Do what you can to slow them down", Tanith calls out before moving forward to join the melee.

The tiny fey retrieves a tiny arrow glittering with pixie dust. She quickly strings an arrow and lines up a shot.

Using move action to move into whatever position is necessary to get a clean shot on Not-Carina. Firing a sleep arrow as a standard.

Sleep Arrow (Inspire): 1d20 + 8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 3 = 14
Damage: 1d6 - 2 + 3 ⇒ (2) - 2 + 3 = 3

If it hits DC 15 will save or fall asleep for five minutes.

The big man's muscles ripple with power as he enters the melee.

As he closes in on the efreeti, Tanith's heart races, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. With a roar, he lunges forward, his massive frame hurtling towards the enemy with startling force. He reaches out with his powerful arms, his muscles bulging with effort as he grapples with the efreeti, his hands seeking purchase on the creature's massive frame.

Swift to spend a ki for AC bonus. Move to move into position. Standard to grapple.

Grapple (haste, good hope, inspire courage): 1d20 + 27 + 1 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 27 + 1 + 2 + 3 = 52

Tanith falls back alongside Carina. He reaches back for Astraden with a healing touch.

Stepping into Krathanos's space. Casting cure critical and spending an AP to keep the spell slot.

Cure Critical: 4d8 + 15 ⇒ (8, 7, 6, 7) + 15 = 43

"Vignette! Keep them from working any more magic!" he calls out to his conjured ally.

Pixie readies to disrupt enemy spellcasting with her dispel magic.

CL Check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Tanith intercepts the guisarme attack with a quick blow from his poleaxe.

AoO vs Devil: 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (5) + 21 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 = 29
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 38

It occurs to me that I can hedge my bets on the vulpinal surviving the AoOs by having him lay on hands himself again before he moves.

Hands: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 3) = 12

"Damn", Tanith growls when Astraden is cut down by the minotaur's relentless brutality. "Reggie, hurry up. We don't have a lot of time."

The fox-like celestial gives the big man a nod of understanding. Boldly, he leaps away from the efreeti's blade and nightmare's hooves. With a flourish he calls down a pillar of kaleidoscopic light on top of the villains.

Vulpinal moves away provoking. I think he's doing okay on HP still so it's unlikely he's going to be pasted by the AoOs. If he is ignore the holy smite.

Holy Smite (will DC 17): 7d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 2, 3, 3, 2, 3) = 24

Having finished his task, the vulpinal dissolves into motes of starlight returning to distant Ysgard.

Tanith prays again for aid. This time it's not one of Kord's servants that answers but one of his more mischievous allies. A pixie appears giggling softly despite the bedlam she's been called into. She swiftly works a spell and Tanith, Astraden, and Carina are all whisked away on ethereal winds commonly seen in teleportation spells. The blood-soaked earth is all that remains where they once stood.

Using a swift to replace the vulpinal with a pixie. The pixie is summoned somewhere in the woods to the NW if possible. The pixie casts permanent image to replace the trio mentioned above with churned bloody earth absent our heroes. Spending an AP to juice the illusion as discussed in discord.

Under the cover of the illusion Tanith works a stronger prayer, one he's seen Astraden perform many times but one he's never tried himself. "Astraden, if you can still hear me, let my strength be yours. By the Brawler, draw breath once again."

Using a standard action to cast breath of life and using an AP to keep the spell slot.

Breath: 5d8 + 15 ⇒ (8, 5, 7, 8, 1) + 15 = 44

Tanith will delay until he's right before Astraden. I believe that just means waiting one slot on the initiative.

Will (good hope): 1d20 + 20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 20 + 2 = 36

Tanith groans in pain as the wave of psychic pressure hits his mind. "I did not miss that guy."

Will (rallying): 1d20 + 20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 20 + 4 = 41

Didn't we pick up anti-displacement arrows early in the campaign?

Assuming shield other is also active, 15 points of damage to me and 15 to Tanith regardless of his save.

Yup. Shield other is up.

Reflex (good hope): 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 12 + 2 = 30

Moving quickly for a man of his size, Tanith manages to hit the deck avoiding the worst of Darl's conjured flames. He grunts a second time when the pain of Carina's burns hit him through their magical bond.

As the chaos of the battle unfolds around him, the big man scrambles to his feet. He steps over shielding Carina with his body and swiftly mutters a prayer to Kord seeking the Brawler's aid. Tanith's prayers are answered in the form of a small fox person, tiny amidst the smoke and shadows cast by the efreeti menacing the bard.

"Help out Eben!" Tanith barks quickly before turning his attention on the minotaur battling Cuetzpalli.

Stepping over. Swift action to summon a vulpinal somewhere near the efreeti, ideally on the left so it's outside the cluster we have going on now. Tanith full attacks the minotaur.

Attack (GMW, haste, good hope, power attack): 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (8) + 21 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 = 32
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 38

Iterative: 1d20 + 16 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (9) + 16 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 = 28
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 47

Haste Attack: 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (1) + 21 + 1 + 3 + 2 - 3 = 25
Damage: 1d10 + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 13 + 3 + 3 + 2 + 9 + 7 = 40

Despite the violence raging around it the celestial has a serene expression on its vulpine features. Its hand glows with power as it enters the melee to protect the bard.

The vulpinal casts dispel evil outside the efreeti's reach and then walks into melee range. I'm sure it has reach so he'll provoke.

Touch vs Nightmare: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28
SR?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Miss Chance?: 1d100 ⇒ 37

If the vulpinal isn't pasted by the AoO and the touch hits and beats any SR, the nightmare needs to make a will save (DC 18) or be banished back to wherever nightmares come from. If the vulpinal took an AoO and lives he'll use a swift to lay on hands himself.

LOH: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 4) = 16

Tanith nods in agreement with Cuetzpalli. "The illithid goes down first."

Tanith watches the antagonistic exchange between Astraden and the giant in confusion. He relaxes a bit when Krathanos starts laughing again. "Help killing them would be good. I doubt they're going to give up and move on after a wrestling match. Wouldn't that be nice for once?"

See? It's fine. Krathanos is just a bigger version of Tanith. He's such a goofball.

Kord lives in Ysgard, by the way, for anyone who's forgotten. Olidammara is presumably that neighbor who throws ragers every night, doesn't mow his lawn, and steals every car you ever buy only to park them conspicuously in his own driveway. We've all had that neighbor.

Wait, have we?

Tanith joins Carina in enjoying the hospitality but his brow furrows as their host tells more and more of his tales. Nobody bested Kord at wrestling. He raises an eyebrow at Eben when the titan begins bragging about having already defeated the other group.

Having met the titan, Tanith finds himself flexing subconsciously as if the giant's very presence was a challenge.

Once the initial hostilities are settled, the big man steps forward to join in the introductions. "Tanith Creed. Kordson back where we come from. The Brawler sent me a vision of you Conqueror, a few days back. Did you two have dealings in the past?"