Torean Spellbane's page

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 14

Thanks for running it, GM!

Perhaps we can ask the High Priestess for some Restoration spells, since this is all under her temple and saving her priest. Maybe she would be willing to do them at cost (aka 100gp).

"Baldimar did all this?! Let's search the area just to make sure there's no dark rituals still active then." Torean searches the area, hoping not to find an active portal to Hell.

Craft (Blacksmithing): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

"Let's get you back upstairs. I think the High Priestess will want to see this too." Torean pauses a moment. "Were there any other demons? Do you know what they were trying to do?"

Torean lowers his hammer anti-climatically. "Good shooting, Rudzik!" He glances at the entrance of the hidden space. "What is this area?"

Fort Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22 +3 vs poison, maybe?

If it's a stench, I assume Torean is subject to it when he moves closer.

Major downside to muleback cords is that they take the same slot as a cloak of resistance.

"Demon!" Torean snarls when he sees the creature cast a spell on the others. He send a prayer to Torag, asking for his favor and channeling his power. His warhammer pulses with holy light for a moment as the dwarf stalks forward.

Cast Divine Favor, then swift action to activate Justice and Smiting judgements. His warhammer will count as a Good weapon.

Fort Save (heroism, hardy): 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 10 + 2 + 3 = 28
Fort Save (heroism, hardy): 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 10 + 2 + 3 = 20

Fort Save (heroism, hardy): 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 2 + 3 = 16 Oh come on...

"Right! Get ready!" The dwarf waits for a beat, looking around to the others, like he's prepared to pull the latch. Then he catches a whiff of extra-potent gas and he begins a fit of coughing. He manages to pull the latch though...

Torean hands the locked journal to Andor. "Uh, there's another latch in here. Should I pull it?"

Fort Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24 +3 vs poison
Not sure if this qualifies as poison

Torean picks his way through the debris careful to not break anything further. He sneezes at the vapors and wipes his nose. "What the devil happened down here?" He tries to search through the debris around the room to see if the destruction looked recent or not.

Perception (heroism): 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 12 + 2 = 28

Torean looks down the stairs to see if he can note anything before they all go down. "Well, let's go down the dark stairs in the secret hidden library..."

Torean grunts and flips the switch on the statue again so that if the need arises, they have a clear path back up to the temple. Then he follows Rudzik.

Torean shrugs. "I guess we should see what those do. I wonder if the succubus knew they were there."

I doubt anyone has a problem with opening them. Let's go with the one on the short hallway first.

Torean should be at full after his 17 points of healing and Kat's 22 points of healing

Torean comes over to see what they have found.

"Indeed." The dwarf looks at Shirley. "Made quite a mess of her. You ok? I'm glad she didn't try to get inside Effy's head."

"She was very likely the one that Brother Dunnamast met and enspelled him. But why? What did she want down here?" He goes to check her corpse for any clues or items.

Torean stretches muscles that had tightened up in the fight and takes out his own healing wand to close the wounds he has. He approaches And or and takes him by the head, trying to look into his eyes. "Are you ok? Did the succubus speak to you? Her words will sound like honey, but are straight poison. If you're not trained, it can be hard to resist even for a strong one."

CLW wand: 4d8 + 4 ⇒ (1, 4, 2, 6) + 4 = 17

Torean stays where he is, prepared for the demon to return. He allows Torag's protection to flow from him, hoping to help those on the other side of the shelves.

Activate Aura of Protection. It provides a +1 deflection bonus to AC and resist 5 vs fire, cold, electricity, acid, and sonic within 20 feet.

Torean shouts as he sees the demon flow in front of him. "Begone, demon!" His warhammer shines with a holy light and he rushes forward, intend on burying it into the demon.

Swift action to activate judgement. Justice and Smiting, which makes his weapon good.
Attack (PA, FF, DF, judgement, IC): 1d20 + 12 + 2 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 12 + 2 + 3 + 2 = 30
Good Damage (PA, DF, IC): 1d8 + 14 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 14 + 2 + 2 = 23

Torean rushes into the narrow corridors, seeing Eorsten facing off with another shadow demon. He looks around for more enemies, especially ones that might be trying to affect their minds.

Double Move. Look down the short corridor for anything there.

Holy crap...

Knowledge, Planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

"A shadow demon! Clear a path!" The dwarf rushes forward, dodging his companions as he hurls himself and his warhammer at the creature. His hammer rages with an angry light.

Swift action to activate Bane
Attack (PA, FF, DF, IC, Bane): 1d20 + 12 + 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 12 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 20
Damage (PA, DF, IC, Bane): 1d8 + 14 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 4d6 ⇒ (6) + 14 + 2 + 2 + 2 + (4, 5, 2, 6) = 43

Torean walks in warily unused to darkness that he can't see through. He holds his warhammer at the ready. "Can't see nothing in this magic mirk." He waits as Kat dispels the darkness, then tries to spot the mage who is doing it.

Torean prays for extra strength from the Father of Dwarvenkind as he strides after Andor into the room.

Cast Divine Favor

Torean hefts his hammer and follows Andor, peering around in in the darkness.

With his darkvision, Torean can go second, though he doesn't have the best armor. Being a dwarf, it helps if he's not stuck in the back. Willing to be third though if someone feels strongly about second.

Edit: Ok, fourth after Shirley and Effy, then

"The research is here? Good gods man, we should have known sooner. Has anyone else been down there except you?" Torean lifts his warhammer. He begins prayers to Torag, asking for a portion of the god's might.

"Let's go."

Precast buffs: Heroism (extended), See Invisibility (extended), magic vestment

As they defeat the demon and return to the real world, Torean gives a mighty shout, holding his warhammer high. "Glory to the Father of Creation!" He grins at the high priestess. "And Cayden's holy ale, ma'am? A righteous battle makes everyone thirsty!" He laughs.

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The next day Torean tromps into the room, still a tad tipsy from the night before. "Brother Dunnamast, what do you remember about yesterday?"

Torean shouts as he is grabbed, losing his two-handed grip on the warhammer. The dwarf clings onto it in one hand though and he shouts, "In the name of Torag, I bring his WRATH!" You see him snap his boots together as the demon holds him. The warhammer flairs with an angry glow and Torean slams it down on the tentacles holding him.

Free action to activate Boots of Haste. Swift Action for Bane (demon)
Attack (PA, FF, heroism, judgement, SS, bane, IC, haste, flank, grappled: 1d20 + 12 + 2 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 12 + 2 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 2 = 32
Damage (PA, judgement, bane, IC): 1d8 + 10 + 4 + 2 + 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 10 + 4 + 2 + (4, 3, 3, 4) + 2 = 40

Attack (PA, FF, heroism, judgement, SS, bane, IC, haste, flank, grappled: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 2 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 2 = 21
Damage (PA, judgement, bane, IC): 1d8 + 10 + 4 + 2 + 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 4 + 2 + (4, 1, 3, 3) + 2 = 35

Haste Attack (PA, FF, heroism, judgement, SS, bane, IC, haste, flank, grappled: 1d20 + 12 + 2 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 12 + 2 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 2 = 35
Damage (PA, judgement, bane, IC): 1d8 + 10 + 4 + 2 + 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 4 + 2 + (5, 2, 6, 3) + 2 = 35

Does this count as a flying enemy? If so, Torean gains +1 to hit and +2 to AC.

Buoyed by Katrina's power, Torean decides to join the fight immediately. "The might of Torag!!" he shouts as he slips to one side and moves to flank the demon. Holy power flows through him as he becomes an instrument of his god. The dwarf slams his hammer down on the demon.

Activate Judgements of Justice and Destruction as a swift action.

Attack (PA, FF, judgement, IC, flank): 1d20 + 12 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 12 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 31 +1 if flying
Damage (PA, judgement, IC): 1d8 + 14 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 14 + 2 + 2 = 25

Torean has Magic Circle against Evil, but it's his last 3rd level spell. Does anyone have Protection from Evil? If not, he'll go ahead and use it on him.

"He's under some sort of compulsion! Maybe he's fighting it. Let's get him to the High Priestess, but be careful that he might be a danger to her." Torean helps lift the man to carry him out.

Torean's expression turns dark. "Mind magic. That's some dark stuff." He sweeps his gaze around the room, looking for anything or anyone invisible. He also searches for any magical auras in the room or on Brother Dunnamast.

Detect magic on him and the room. Sweep for anything invisible.

Torean looks at Andor rushing out, suppressing a burp. He shrugs and nods, then bows his head at the high priestess. "Right, we'll go have a look. Demons are nasty business. If anything else seems odd, please let us know. Excellent brews, as usual."

He pulls out a metamagic rod and casts two spell using it, nodding to himself. Then he motions to the others to head after Andor.

Heroism and See invisibility with Extend metamagic (180 minutes). Torean also would have cast Magic Vestment at the stat of the day.

"Where was he last seen? In the Hall or do we need to search the city for signs of him?" Torean drains another mug of ale.

Torean finishes a mug of ale and calls for a new one. Meanwhile, he asks the priestess, "Have you ever heard of Graz’ith Ur Maurgith? And did Brother Baldimar give any hint as to where much of research and files were stored? Any chance they did not burn down with the Hall?"

Torean gives the jester a nod, then turns to the High Priestess' table. He moves to it and offers her the mug of ale. "I assume this is a reasonable offering? I'm Torean, Hammer of Torag. My friends and I would like to speak to you, but first I thought we could have a drink together."

The dwarf pushes through the revelers, shaking his head. He continues to head for the doors to the next room. Once there, he tries to open them without spilling the mugs of ale.

Torean sees the doors to the High Priestess' room and he heads in that direction. He grabs two unattended mugs of ale from a nearby table as he passes by. "Can't go in without a proper drink..."

Not sure which of the doors is the one to the priestess' room. Torean is heading there with the idea of bringing her a drink. He'll try to weave in and around any brawls.

Torean chuckles as a fistfight breaks out. "Now, I'm sure we're in the right place!" He nods to the two clerics. "Have fun. I'm going to get some ale!"

He tries to move past them and the guards, using the brawl as a distraction.

Torean will do a double move along the wall. Not sure if there are people here not represented by the icons too. I moved him 40 feet as if the way is clear. If it's not or is more complicated, we can move him back.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (11) + 16 = 27

Torean grunts. These guards were just doing their job. He turns to the clerics. "Now, now. I'm a sworn defender of Torag. How about some professional courtesy? Our gods both share a love of drink and have fought evil side-by-side. Surely, you can at least let me in to have a drink! Join me if you wish!"

Torean laughs. "Yes, we'll have some drinks. But if the High Priestess could make some time, that would be good too. We're happy to wait. What kind of ale do you have today?"

The dwarf shrugs. "He's telling the truth as far as he knows. I guess we start at the Hall. I could use a good drink anyway."

When the demon begins to answer, Torean squints at it, observing whether it is telling the truth or not.

Use Discern Lies ability

Torean hefts his warhammer at the mention of demons. "Yeah, I'm used to dealing with them alright."

When the Decemvirate's emissary is introduced, the dwarf bows immediately. "It is an honor. Understood." It's clear the dwarf isn't used to questioning his orders.

Torean snorts. "F@!@ing owlbear...yeah, ok. It knows friend versus foe? As long we don't have to help and little kids with sticks, yeah?"

The dwarf is surprised by Andor's knowledge. "You're right. A journey to Axis to meet the legendary sorcerer...who is different than you might think. Or at least she is now. And the halfling goddess? Yes, but an odd place that. Not quite to my liking. Halflings can be weird. Now, they had an amazing place called the Adamantine Forge. I could lose myself for days there."

He sighs. "But as I said, that was an odd mission. I was only grateful there were others with me that excelled in a tribunal." He taps on the warhammer's head. "This is not as useful in those settings."

"Hey! Some fool tied up an owlbear out there! It's starting to draw a crowd! Who in Torag's slack tub would keep an owlbear in a city like this?! I had to cuff a stupid kid who wanted to poke it with a stick!" A stocky dwarf hustles in. He has a magnificent red beard and carries a warhammer stamped with the sigil of Torag.

He orders an ale from the server and finds his way to the table. He eyes Shirley's goblin weapons, but takes a seat across from the man. "I was never one much for cards, but that's a new level of disdain, I'd say." He chuckles as the others join in flinging cards around the table.

"I'm Torean Spellbane. If they've asked me here they generally expect some sort of dark magic...Of course that last assignment was, well...not my specialty. I'm a Hammer of Torag, but I've been trained to fight off magicks, especially of the mind." He taps his temple. "Some dark sorcerer might think they have us caught, but I'll walk right through and smash them in the face!"

With the Owlbear and a wolf, Krazy Kat's bard songs will make us super powered!

Heh. Torean is pretty much the exact opposite of Teric. Wade through the magic to bring the bane warhammer to bear and break faces.

Torean, checking in. Torean is pretty much what you would expect from a dwarven inquisitor. He is a spellbane though, so he has +5 to saves vs all magic and even higher vs certain schools. He touts himself as an mage-breaker.