To Nuveril: Bold words, fierce halfling, the critters look scared.
Pravenah readies an arrow to skewer the first annoying gremlin she can spot.
”Hey! It worked! Way to go Nuveril! Let's use this opportunity to take the battle to them”
Nano yells and go into spellcasting. As he moves toward the ladder, he does so with impressive speed, his small legs allmost moving in a blur.
Ok, a couple of rounds respite it would seem (who is going/staying where?)
Nuveril prowls the floor of the chapel, her eyes on the slight movements in the rafters. Stowing her scimitar, she draws a javelin and prepares herself to throw it the first time she gets a clear shot at a pugwampi.
Acrobatics
Climb
Seeing the otherwise stupidly brave halfling female stay on the floor, makes Nano hestitate. But since he has only got enough energy to conjure one more ray of acid, he figures that they need to take the fight to the pugwampis.
Just before he starts climbing the ladder he turns to Nuveril with a smile 'what is the matter? You only got it in your mouth?' he winks and start climbing.
Acrobatics ,
Climb ,
Seeing the otherwise stupidly brave halfling female stay on the floor, makes Nano hestitate. But since he has only got enough energy to conjure one more ray of acid, he figures that they need to take the fight to the pugwampis.
Just before he starts climbing the ladder he turns to Nuveril with a smile 'what is the matter? You only got it in your mouth?' he winks and start climbing.
Nuveril snorts in derision. "Throw the rats down to me, and I'll finish them off," she tells Nano. "But try not to fall yourself. I might not be able to tell the difference between you and a pugwampi before it's too late."
Losk keeps his feet planted firmly where they are. "Eye, you lot throw the little things down, and we'ull finish em off. I aint gettin' any closer to them than this, not with the way luck runs near em."
Losk reloads his crossbow, and waits for the others to position themselves.
Seeing the disgusting pugwampis, Jaken moves foward along the rafter finally settling in place and readying himself to strike.
Acrobatics
Possible Attack
Nuveril keeps a cautious eye overhead, looking for movement. She knows the odds are that the fall itself might kill the pugwampis, particularly if the cause of their tumble is an attack by her companions above, but her scimitar itches to remove rat-like heads from small bodies anyway.
With a sharp curse to the furry gremlins, Pravenha shoulders her bow and follows up the ladder. Once on top she tries to find some steady footing and aim for the rat bastards.
Acrobatics or
Climb or
Not wanting to push his luck nano stops when he reaches the top and unleashes his lis last acidic ray towards the apparent leader of the group.
"I'm out of ranged magic, i need to get closer to them to hurt them. But ain't no way i'm going there alone.
Ranged touch ,
damage
A few seconds of scrambling sees the three of the group at the top of the ladder, and into the rafters. While Nuveril and Losk ready themselves below.
The Pugwampis arguning amongst themselves don't immediately notice the newcomers [ooc](i.e. You get a surprise round), As Paravenah readys her bow, Jaken cracks off a bolt from his readied crossbow , and Nano attempts his final ranged spell casting, unfortunatly, as he does so, his footing shifts, and the energetic blast hits the roof, altering the little beasties to his presence.
Not wanting to rush alone into the arms of the little rat-like creatures Nano hestitate.
Impatient down on the floor of the chapel, Nuveril kicks angrily at a collapsing pew. "What are you doing up there? Why don't I hear any screaming?"
From where you currently stand Parvenah and Nano can see the three pugwampis peering out through a 'curtain' of scavenged scraps of cloth, linen and tapestries. They are aiming their tiny bows through gaps in the material and will receive cover from you. Losk and Nuveril can't see the enemy from below, although can make out signs of movement in the canopy above their head.
Nano focus his energy to produce his last acidic ray.
Ranged touch ,
Damage
The pugwampis poke their heads through the old, dirty fabric hanging from the roof and peer across at Parvenah and Nano. Remaining where they are in the rafters, perched precariously in the roof of the chapel, the nasty beasts release a volley of tiny arrows. Although one sails close to Parvenah, none of them strike their mark.
Losk remains on the ground below, waiting for a clear shot. Nano releases his final acid ray, however the creatures take cover behind the hanging fabric and manage to evade his attack.
Nuveril glares up at the quivering fabric stretched across the ceiling. "Dwarf," she addresses Losk, "if your sun-lady wants to help us reclaim her temple, would she not grant you some kind of fire to burn away the shroud they're hiding behind?"
Nuveril glares up at the quivering fabric stretched across the ceiling. "Dwarf," she addresses Losk, "if your sun-lady wants to help us reclaim her temple, would she not grant you some kind of fire to burn away the shroud they're hiding behind?"
A wide grin spreads over Losk's face. "Eye lassie, why didn't I think of that?"
Ranged touch attack at the pugwampis
A wide grin spreads over Losk's face. "Eye lassie, why didn't I think of that?"
Translate that 5 into a letter, and we get a firebolt to cell E19, doing damage...
"Ack lassie, I do, but I have to have some corporeal thing to aim at. The goddess doesnee like the waste of her energy."
As the pugwampis cower behind the hanging drapes, Parvenah releases another arrow. Despite the pugwampis' aura of unluck, the arrow strikes true, hitting one a glancing blow. It yelps in shock, however it's tough hide seems to turn away the arrow without suffering any serious damage.
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Damage:
Nano's acid bolt sails close to the partly hidden creatures, however the curtain they are hiding behind takes the brunt of the blast. Meanwhile, Losk fires a burst of flame up into the canopy in the roof. The aged, dry fabric burns fairly readily and small burning pieces of tapestry and other scraps begin to rain down onto the floor below. From within the pugwampis' lair you hear a chorus of barks and yelps as the cowering creatures react with alarm.
Stepping through the fabric walls, the three who have been firing at you from above train their arrows on Losk and Nuveril, stepping into view as they emerge onto the thin beams above. Still shaken by Nuveril's challenge, the creatures' attacks prove ineffective as tiny arrows pelt the floor of the chapel.
Attack Losk:.
Attack Nuveril:.
Attack Losk:.
From within the curtained off area, you hear a deep growl, followed by a series of short barks and yelps. Those downstairs can see signs of frantic activity within as tiny creatures run across the canopy above. The fire is not great, however it could potentially spread to the dry timber beams holding the roof up.
Out of offensive ranged magic Nano mutters a quick word and instantly a loud growling noise can be heard behind the pugwampis.
Losk looks up, confused, "Ack, yea Gods. Where'd more Desna-Cursed monkey come from?"
Losk looks up, confused, "Ack, yea Gods. Where'd more Desna-Cursed monkey come from?"
Nuveril tosses an amused look at Losk, a mocking smile on her lips. "From monkeys' third-favorite activity, after attacking us and tossing their own filth. With a beard like that, I'd think you'd have learned the facts of life before now, dwarf." Returning her hungry gaze to the rafters, she goes on, "Don't worry. Monkey fur burns as easily as pugwampi flesh."
As the creatures emerge from the canopy, Parvenah fires yet another arrow however as she draws the bowstring back, it slips through her fingers, releasing early as the arrow sails harmlessly across the room.
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The three pugwampis you can see scamper across the narrow beam towards the platform where Nano and Parvenah wait. Looking anxiously over their shoulders towards the hooting sound of angry apes. As they run, they discard their bows and draw small daggers although they seem hesitant to engage the two in the upper reacges of the chapel.
From below, Losk and Nuveril can see more movement within the canopy as some unseen creatures begin to fight the small fire ignited by Losk's attack.
Nano turn towards the sound of his spell with a face in horror and then, feining panick, he grabs Parvenahs arm and starts tugging her toward the ladder.
"just go with it and follow me" Nano says tossing a wink, before climbing screaming down the ladder.
Climb and
Bluff for feining panick
Frowning slightly, Parvenah attempts to play along with Nano's charade, backing away from the sounds of the baboons with a somewhat unconvincing look of fear before following the halfling down the ladder.
Losk fires another bolt of fire up into the draped material, igniting another small fire and causing shouts of alarm from within. The three pugwampis on the top of the platform look at one another uncertainly, warily keeping an eye out for the baboons as they peer down at the four of you uneasily.
Suddenly, another of the foul creatures bursts from the tent, barking furiously at the other pugwampis, causing them to scurry about with frantic activity, retrieving their bows from where they had discarded them and readying another volley of arrows.
The newcomer continues to bark orders, scowling down below as you wait on the chapel floor. He is draped somewhat ludicrously in some gaudily colored silk material, with a tarnished, silver tiara perched on his head. He looks considerably larger than the other creatures, both in height and girth, and hefts a warhammer in both hands as he strides across the beam towards his cowering troops.
"Ack, now there's interesting." says Losk, as he see's the Pugwami wearing the crown. He closes his eyes again, and concentrates, then snaps open, another ba;ll of fire leaping from his hands.
Fire Bolt 3 of 6 for the day, at the lead Pugwampi
Nano takes out a bottle of oil and hand it towards Nuveril.
"I forgot this when we where up there." he smiles sheepishly
"Think you can throw it long enough to hit the little beasts? Should make a nice fire if Losk can hit it with his fire"
Nano takes out a bottle of oil and hand it towards Nuveril.
"I forgot this when we where up there." he smiles sheepishly
"Think you can throw it long enough to hit the little beasts? Should make a nice fire if Losk can hit it with his fire"
Nuveril scowls at the bottle of oil, then up at the pugwampis in the rafters. Grunting, she hefts the flask in her hand once or twice, then with a sudden violence hurls it up at the archers.
Attack with thrown splash weapon vs. AC 5 (1d20+4=12, 1d20+4=11)
"Heh," she snorts with satisfaction. "They should go up like dry bracken now if they can't avoid the flames."
ranged touch or
"Steady your breath and pick your shot carefully"
Parvenah takes aim from the floor below, also directing her attack towards the leader. Despite the aura of unluck, her shot hits home and the self-styled pugwampi king roars with anger and pain.
Attack:.
Damage:
Losk's shot is not so accurate, the bolt of fire slamming into the roof of the chapel. Nuveril's attack is a little more effective, the three critters flinching as the flask shatters at their feet, splashing each of them with the flammable oil.
Furious at the assault, the king barks orders at his troops, pointing down at you with his warhammer before calling out to whoever is still within the canopy, fighting the spot fires. The three pugwampis on the edge of the mezzanine release a volley of arrows towards Parvenah and Losk. Still intimidated by Nuveril's challenge, their assault is once more ineffective as the tiny arrows glance harmlessly off your armor.
Attacks on Parvenah:.
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Attack on Losk:
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"Fry their asses Losk!" Nano cheers excited.
"Hit them this time, dwarf," Nuveril growls through gritted teeth. "If we can burn their damnable bows, they'll have to come down and face us." Turning her attention to the crowned pugwampi, her eyes narrow. "Or flee in abject panic if I can skewer their king." Drawing a javelin, she carefully lines up her shot and throws.