As Nebbin rushes in, Turook does his best to distract the animals, lulling them with calm tones.
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“Their armies have been little match for us so far; we shouldn’t be overconfident, but what we salvage in surprise, we might lose with haste.” His brow furrows as he looks at the hastily-drawn map of Drezen. “We could send the army of liberated paladins against the cemetery; we could take the main force to clear out the vault, or just take the bridge and march on the citadel directly. ”
Dropping his blade, Turook takes up his bow and looses at the fleeing gargoyle spawn.
Seeing a small opening, Turook slashes at the stunned garoyle matron.
Turook eyes the parapets silently, senses reaching out for any sign of a demon’s passing.
Turook runs in and…
Turook nods, leaning out over the parapet to find the best route to their target.
Choking on the noxious fumes, Turook slashes again – this time a bit closer to the mark.
As the demon wails, Turook rushes in to finish it, but his heavy blade hits only stone beside the creature.
Turook nods in approval as Nebbin and Lucius lay plans.
Turook spies on the ruins of Drezen, attempting to teach Nebbin a thing or two. He’s quiet, for such a big man – I’ll give him that.
Congrats! It’s a fantastic time. Though, you missed a perfectly good opportunity for Thurston Howell IV, but we’ll let it slide.
"So you think I'm turning into a ram? I guess that wouldn't be so ba-a-a-ad. Oh gods! It's getting worse. I mean, bad! Bad!" Turook’s somber visage cracks. “He seems fine. Gods, man! I was... Bah!” Sheathing his blade, Turook seems to dismiss Nebbin for the moment, at least as an imminent threat.
Lantern Archon looks cool, and Dispel seems like a solid choice.
Turook nods solemnly, knuckles tightening on the hilt of his blade.
Blade still bared, Turook approaches the malformed blacksmith cautiously. “Nebbin... what ails you, man?”
I will be out of town between 11/5 and 11/13. My posting will be limited to a few hours in the evenings (-6 GMT). GMPC me as necessary on those dates. I will check in when I can. FWIW, even if we get past this swarm, there might be more waiting for us. If we regroup and rearm, Turook will shell out what he can for some items that can help us overcome swarms.
“We should regroup, and come back with better tools for the task...” Turook growls through gritted teeth. He offers a hand to Thom, to make their way back.
“And this Battle Aspergillum...” Turook says, patting his quiver.
Turook moves up to support the scarred oracle.
As the group heads south, Turook steps forward to scout the way.
Turook shudders at the thought of falling to the earth with nothing but that alchemical mass between him and certain death. “I have a grappling hook and rope, as well – but we’ll need a lot more rope to make it long enough. How far a fall can that foam negate?”
Turook shakes his head at the paladin’s offer. “Your concern is appreciated, but you could never keep up with me, unmounted. No offense, but you would only slow me down. I can likely outrun anything the demons would send at me.”
"Hmmm... I can, but they’d still take a while to reach us...”
Bummer. When you can share, I'd love to hear all about it!
"Hold fast!" Turrok yells, as he snaps off another shot at the next demon through the door.
Turook backs up against the demon flood, snapping off shots at the onslaught.
No worries. How goes your submission?
Ah, very cool! Grats!
Turook looses an arrow at the coming swarm, picking out the first abomination in the group...
What is Superstar, and how does it work?
Turook eyes the small room that shelters them, then sheathes his blade in favor of the bow.
Towards the end of the day, Turook and some other scouts report that they found a narrow set of stairs carved into the rock... The various leaders of the army turn towards you, especially Saoirse, looking to see if camp should be made and if the chapel should be explored. Before the spell was cast, was it dark outside, or late afternoon?
Heads-up: I'm going out of town tomorrow, and will be out-of-pocket a lot over the next week. I will try to post when I can, but I don't want to slow down the action. Feel free to bot me as necessary.
The creature laughs disgustingly. "I have been gifted with power from Kabriri, and I am, amongst other things, a ghoul. Your cowardly attack while I rested would not kill me, it would but sting." "We'll just have to see about that!" Turook growls, bringing his mighty blade to bear once more. Power Attack
I don't want to bust up the powow, if you guys are still intent on talking to this thing, but Turook just used Oil of Bless Weapon, and is itchin' to kill this thing... Objections?
Turook retreats a few steps, then retrieves a vial. He douses his blade with the contents, glowering at the impossible creature.
This transmutation makes a weapon strike true against evil foes. The weapon is treated as having a +1 enhancement bonus for the purpose of bypassing the DR of evil creatures or striking evil incorporeal creatures (though the spell doesn't grant an actual enhancement bonus). The weapon also becomes good-aligned, which means it can bypass the DR of certain creatures... In addition, all critical hit rolls against evil foes are automatically successful, so every threat is a critical hit.
Coup de Grace: ...You automatically hit and score a critical hit. If the defender survives the damage, he must make a Fortitude save (DC 10 + damage dealt) or die... You can't deliver a coup de grace against a creature that is immune to critical hits. No, I'm just assuming (hoping) it isn't immune to critical hits. 8)
His heart racing, Turook eases toward the sleeping demon, his blade hungry for the outsider's lifeblood. He nods to Nebbin, bringing his blade down sharply.
Checking first for any tampering, Turook carefully opens the door as quietly as he can manage.
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