Init
Initiative
As you gather to make ready an attack, you get a closer look at the creatures and note that they only superficially look like a big cat as they sport six legs each as well as the tentacles. They are aproximately 9' long and resemble a fully grown tiger in size.
Initiative order is:
Marcus - 22
Joneth - 21
Ilona - 14
Num-rah - 11
Ulven - 9
Displacer Beasts - 8
Dartalis - 7
Koryn - 2
"Come, abominations of a noble form, meet my blade and your doom!"
Heckles go up on the backs of the savage looking beasts as they sense your presence. They stalk forwards as some of you move to engage them.
As you gather to make ready an attack, you get a closer look at the creatures and note that they only superficially look like a big cat as they sport six legs each as well as the tentacles. They are aproximately 9' long and resemble a fully grown tiger in size.
Marcus moves out beside Num-Rah, hoping to set up a flank. He braces for the fight to come.
As you gather to make ready an attack, you get a closer look at the creatures and note that they only superficially look like a big cat as they sport six legs each as well as the tentacles. They are aproximately 9' long and resemble a fully grown tiger in size.
Marcus moves out beside Num-Rah, hoping to set up a flank. He braces for the fight to come.
"Stay behind me, little man. And try to avenge me if I fall."
Ulven begins to recite the Tale of Red Thomas Against the Beasts of Numer. The version where Thomas kills them all, of course, not the real account where the Beasts eat Thomas and then proceed to devour a village full of orphans...
Inspire Courage +1 to all who can hear and Ulven sets his feet for the attack.
At the sight of the beasts Ilona drops her katana point down and reaches over her shoulder, drawing her spear. Holding it forward in a combat stance she begins to move the spearhead in a rapidly increasing circle. A warm glow envelops the spearhead expanding into a corruscating ball of burning bright light, the temperature around her rising noticably.
As she takes a deep breath and shifts her stance she notices the Paladin's charge, too late to change her action as a wave of fire blasts forward enveloping a 30 ft cone shaped region.
"Damn overeager.....GET DOWN!!!"
Time for talk and boasting has come and gone. Num-Rah silently raises his direclaw above his head and hammers it down in a blinding strike on a beast that paladin just attacked.
Joneth charges forward slashing.
"Twisted beasts of evil, feel the cleansing blade of Muir!"
1d20+10
1d8+6
Joneths blade sweeps up in an arc, slashing into the closest beast. Black blood flies through the air.
At the sight of the beasts Ilona drops her katana point down and reaches over her shoulder, drawing her spear. Holding it forward in a combat stance she begins to move the spearhead in a rapidly increasing circle. A warm glow envelops the spearhead expanding into a corruscating ball of burning bright light, the temperature around her rising noticably.
As she takes a deep breath and shifts her stance she notices the Paladin's charge, too late to change her action as a wave of fire blasts forward enveloping a 30 ft cone shaped region.
"Damn overeager.....GET DOWN!!!"
A blast of flame and heat roars out over the front of the parties ranks, impacting into the two displacer beasts attacking. Both make nimble moves to get out of the way, partially succeeding .
The two creatures land near the front ranks, their fur smoldering in places.
Dartalis fixes his gaze on the creatures attacking his friends and begins to recite and repeat the words of a spell, tracing arcane runes in the air and sprinkling bits of tallow, brimstone, and powdered iron.
"Ethumen flamu nosteri, mithus miri esparu." The words begin quietly, but the cadence rises as the spell nears its climax.
The first displacer beast is battered again and is knocked to one side by the power of the blow.
Dartalis fixes his gaze on the creatures attacking his friends and begins to recite and repeat the words of a spell, tracing arcane runes in the air and sprinkling bits of tallow, brimstone, and powdered iron.
"Ethumen flamu nosteri, mithus miri esparu." The words begin quietly, but the cadence rises as the spell nears its climax.
The two lead Displacer Beasts snarl in anger and pounce at Joneth and Num-rah. The first creature, ()lashes out with both of its tentacles.
One ridged tentacle slashes across your chest leaving a vicious rend in your armor . Tho other tentacle flails wide.
The second creature leaps at Num-Rah, jaws open. . Its teeth clash on empty air as Num-Rah turns to evade its bite.
1d20 + 3
It is Dartalis's action. Just waiting for Flaming Sphere results.
It is Dartalis's action. Just waiting for Flaming Sphere results.
The burning ball of fire rolls straight toward the third beast and no matter how it tries it cant get out of its way. The ball explodes against it and throws it back against the wall.
Num-Rah roars, filled with a dragon-like fury, slamming his dread blade down towards the head of the six-legged tentacled beast.
Attack
Damage
Num-Rah roars, filled with a dragon-like fury, slamming his dread blade down towards the head of the six-legged tentacled beast.
Attack 1d20 + 9
Damage 1d12 + 8
Marcus swings his sword at the cat Num-Ra is attacking.
Smoothly shifting her grip, Ilona hurls her spear at one of the other beasts
As the spear sails through the air, her retrives her katana, her eyes never leaving the battle[/ooc]move to pick up katana[/ooc]
Koryn readies himself for battle, holding his shield before him and holding sap high as he charges them.
1d20+5+2+1
1d100
1d6+1+1
Koryns attack hits empty air as the Displacer Beast leaps to one side.
Num-Rah roars, filled with a dragon-like fury, slamming his dread blade down towards the head of the six-legged tentacled beast.
Attack 1d20 + 9
Damage 1d12 + 8
Marcus swings his sword at the cat Num-Ra is attacking.
Marcus takes a swing at Beast 1. His blow cuts deeply into the dreadful creature.
The paladin presses the attack on the beast he had injured.
Attack 1d20+9
Damage 1d8+5
The beast tries desperately to evade Marcus's blow and leaves itself wide open for Joneth who delivers a killing thrust. The Displacer Beast lets out a pathetic wheeze and slumps to the ground, dead.
Smoothly shifting her grip, Ilona hurls her spear at one of the other beasts 1d20+6 1d10+2
As the spear sails through the air, her retrives her katana, her eyes never leaving the battle[/ooc]move to pick up katana[/ooc]
ven though Ilonas spear seems to fly true, as it hits the creature (4) the weapon seems to pass straight through it and impact on solid cave wall, almost as if the beast was not there.
Num-Rah roars, filled with a dragon-like fury, slamming his dread blade down towards the head of the six-legged tentacled beast.
Attack 1d20 + 9
Damage 1d12 + 8
Num-Rahs blade rams down into the second beast. The blade digs deep and a howl of pain fills the cavern.
The other two Displacer Beasts, seeing the fury that is being vented on their two braver companions decide that enough is enough and turn tail, slinking away into a low tunnel mouth on the far side of the cave.
The other two Displacer Beasts, seeing the fury that is being vented on their two braver companions decide that enough is enough and turn tail, slinking away into a low tunnel mouth on the far side of the cave.
Once Marcus is sure that the threat has ended, he wipes his sword on his, now filthy, cloak. He walks over and picks up his pack.
"Everyone still alive?" He looks around at his companions.
Num-Rah looks at the feline bodies on the ground, with no expression on his face. Ice-blue eyes are cold as death. "Does anyone know how to skin these?", he asks. "I wish to create a sheet for my blade."
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