Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Hello everyone. My mother didn't recover. It was not expected for me, since she was quite young (51). That's life. I have been very busy sorting things and all, and I have full time for this now. The chronicles will be downloable in a chiffy. Thanks for your time and patiences. Have a good 2017.
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
The demon attacks Mavaro. bite: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19
Mavaro, if you are so kind of telling me which one of those attacks landed on you... TURN 3 Adowyn
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
I will bot Adowyn, then. Adowyn attacks the demon. LongBow Attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (6) + 16 = 22
Her pet attacks the demon Melee bite: 1d20 + 11 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 11 + 3 + 1 = 27
Misses the trip. TURN 3 Adowyn
Coming back with the demon in a couple of hours.
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Rhuul Irontoe wrote: Did the bane still miss with the extra +2 for Coordinated shot? That would have been a 27 in total. Missed that, apologies. FORT SAVE: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28 Not dazed. TURN 3 Adowyn
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Rhuul Irontoe wrote: oopse, yes Knock off 15hp. The holy one presumably ignores DR, but the bane one doesn't. Although I forgot the +3 to critical damage with her bow from her Killer trait. Bane arrow missed. I am adding the 3 damage of the killer trait, tho! Kuraishimo wrote: I'm guessing from the description it seemed to be immune to my cold attack, or at least have a very high resistance. I am correct that it took no damage? He took no damage and he was not affected by the cold. TURN 2 Adowyn
TURN 3 Adowyn
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Rhuul, are you multiplying the HOLY damage? TURN 2 Adowyn
Adowyn arrows fly hitting the target twice. The holy arrow hits its mark, the demon groans in agony. The third one finds its objective, without any consequence. Rhuul's axe sings a song of death (metal), he misses the first swing, hits with his second and misses the last. It seems the axe doesn't do the damage he expected to...
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
The demon points at Aetherys... "You! Your soul belongs to me!" Aetherys Will: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13 Aeth fails the saved rolls: the target takes a –6 penalty on all attack rolls and saving throws against that kalavakus. The demon moves closer, but still out of range of your melee weapons.
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Rhuul Irontoe wrote:
Lousy rolling. :-( OK on the arrow using. OK on Mr.Wolf.
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Special defenses: DR10/Good, you know that because he is a kalavakus. He is a "weird" Kalavakus, tho. I am afraid that's all I can give you. TURN 1 Adowyn
TURN 2 Adowyn
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Knowledge Planes Aeth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Rhuul knows that is a Kalavakus Demon... But has something special about him. Too special. Aetherys blinks, all what happened in the last 8 seconds happened in a dreamy way. She didn't wanted to do that... Or maybe she did... Who cares now? TURN 1 Adowyn
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Kurai, he is targetable: "The ceiling of this room rises in a dome to a height of 25 feet." "...a demon appears close to the ceiling, its finger aims at Valais. One of his ..." The snowball hits the demon in the chest. The demon looks at you, then at the snow, then scoffs and shakes the snow off. "One would think people learn the lesson..."
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Aetherys Dawnblade wrote: No worries! With the number of saves we had to do, something like that was bound to happen! Do I still have the staff in hand? Yes, you just picked it. Rhuul Irontoe wrote:
She can also move. The demon casts a spell. Spellcraft Aeth: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34 The demon just casted HASTE. TURN 1 Adowyn
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Valais looks everywhere. "I have a famILIAR SENSATION." The azata sleeps now by Olochs side. You hear a voice coming from the high ceiling. “Mortals, bow before the sacred heartwood tree. Touch the bark and utter the sacred incantation written in the dirt. Then retrieve my staff, leave the circle, and present it before me. Only then can I take corporeal form.” Aetherys moves towards the tree, bypasses the guard and picks it. Sorry Aeth, it's a script thing! At the same time, a demon appears close to the ceiling, its finger aims at Valais. One of his arms has been replaced with a pincer. "You! You belong to me!You are one of the abominations. Has the one-eyed surgeon tracked me here? Are you his slaves? I will destroy him and all of his pawns, for I have advanced beyond the simple machinations of his lab! I am as far beyond demons as they are beyond you." WILL SAVE VALAIS: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20 Initiative Adowyn: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
TURN 1 Adowyn
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Valais goes inside the room, weapon in hand, scanning the scene. Oloch uses his wand three times and sees the wounds of the azata heal. The eyes of the creature open, cackled with blood. He is injured and has lost a lot of blood and is too weak. Sense Motive Oloch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16 The azata wrote the word "GREETAK" on the dirt. Spellcraft Oloch: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Aetherys recognizes the runes as a Celestial Ward.
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
Scorched earth and burned grass cover this round chamber’s floor. In the center of the room stands a tall tree, its blackened bark seeping blood-red sap and its branches twisted and thorny. Glowing silvery runes circle the base of the tree. At the base of the tree lays a lithe, bronze-skinned man missing his left arm, a puddle of blood pooled beneath him. His right hand lies just inside the circle, and a single word is scratched in the dirt near his fingertips. The ceiling of this room rises in a dome to a height of 25 feet. The glowing runes fill the room with dim light. Guys I need you to place yourselves in the map. It would be very kind.
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
:-) I can sense a pattern here. The unseen servant opens the door. As soon as it does, a blade springs cutting the air. If your hands had been there, you would have lost it. And lost it properly. I will write a long update later this evening. Stay sharp, final scene.
Male Once Human Rugby Prop Lvl 12 / Wargamer 3
The walls of the chamber are smooth black marble; a fist-sized black stone set in a niche in the eastern wall seems to absorb light. A small crystal shard glows with an eerie purple light at the apex of the angled ceiling. Shades of faint movement skitter across the far wall. There are some words written repeatedly on the floor in scratched Hallit in random places throughout the room.
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