The Reclamation of Zahvroma (Inactive)

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Chapter 7: To Forge The Future Combat Map


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Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion
Cyna Singer wrote:
Sadhana: bab +5, Str +2, Oblivion +2, Weapon Focus +1, Bless +1 = +11 total.

Thanks, lost sight of something somewhere along the line. Doesn't make a difference for the round unless a 22 hits but I'll adjust my sheet.


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Arista nods and follows Ylrhea

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Meanwhile:

Having returned from the baths, Amélie stands in her bedroom preparing for her patrol. As she lets the robe she wears fall to the floor, her mind strays to Gerard and her pulse quickens.

Par tous les dieux que l'homme m'excite!

She thinks, remembering the dream that had her awakening in extascy earlier. Picking up the vial of pure wisteria oil she purchased at Halfpocket's, she pops the cork, dipping the tip of her little fingernail in the oil she traces a line down her body, starting at the hollow of her neck, she passes a narrow line down, between her breasts, along her stomach, stopping just below her navel. She could barely smell it,since she used so little, but it would be more than enough for him. Wildflowers.

Smiling, she dresses, first donning undergarments of silk, before selecting a deep green blouse and opting for snug pants of doe leather, finishing with her armor.

Giving herself a last once-over in the full length mirror, she grins, gathering up her sword and heading out into the fortress' main body.


A 22 does hit.

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Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

All the more reason for it to cage me I suppose :p


♂ Human (Natural Werewolf) Ranger 6

Meanwhile:
Gerard stands at appointed meeting spot and something catches his nose as Amélie walks towards him. Such a lovely and delicate fragrance...

He smiles at her once she nears, his pulse quickening. The ranger barely keeps a hold on the two small bundles in his hand. "Bon nuit, madamoiselle. I thought we could have our meal under the stars tonight since Hadrinn is quite busy.."

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Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea slashes at the cage as Arista flanks it.

Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28; Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3; Sneak Attack: 4d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 3, 6) = 16

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Ylrhea smashes the cage with a mighty hit. It looks like another solid attack would break it.

You still have a standard action, Arista.

GM Notes:
BG hp: 81

Round 2: Drago, Cyna, Tarja, Sienna, Sādhanā, Bone Golem, Ylrhea, Arista

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Meanwhile:

"Un tel homme.." Amélie says with a big smile. "That sounds perfect."

She goes down to one knee to scratch Milo behind her ear. The big wolf could easily tear her arm off, but he liked her. "You been keeping him out of trouble Milo?"

She stands, very close, rising on her toes to let her lips brush his cheek. "Shall we?"


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♂ Human (Natural Werewolf) Ranger 6

Meanwhile:
Milo pants as the young woman scratches him. He nuzzles against her hand affectionately.

Gerard, meanwhile, has a different, yet not unpleasant sensation run through his body. He tries to not be embarrassed, but these were his notoriously binding pants. Of course, he found that all his pants were binding with Amélie around. I really need to see the tailors. Didn't they fit pants for an orc once?

"Of course," Gerard answers offering his arm. "Shall we sit on the beach this time?"

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Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Attack: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 14 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 15
Attack: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 14 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 24
Attack: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 14 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 27
Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 19

Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (1) + (4) + 8 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (5) + (3) + 8 = 16

DR only applies once.

Continuing her attack Cyna lets loose a second wave of arrows at the golem.


Meanwhile:
"That would be perfect!" Amélie purrs, taking his arm and leaning against him slightly as they turn toward the beach.


♂ Human (Natural Werewolf) Ranger 6

Meanwhile:
Gerard finds a nice spot on the beach away from all the lights. He pulls a blanket from his pack and spreads it on the sand. Milo wanders around before lying down a few feet away. Gerard gestures to the blanket and unwraps the bundles: roasted chicken with seasoned greens.

"I hope you like it," Gerard says, sitting close to Amélie.


Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
Stretching the soreness out of his shoulders, the Elf responded, "Well first, I'm going to need a bath. It's been a hard days work." Getting down from the Chapel, he asked, "See you at Hadrinn's then?"


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Meanwhile:
Amélie smiles as she enjoys the meal with her partner. "The only thing better is the company." she says staring out at the ocean. "When our patrol is over, I want to come back to this spot and watch the sun rise, would you do that with me?" she asks quietly.

For once the confident smirk is absent from her beautiful face.


Male Dhampir Investigator (Psychic Detective) 12/Archmage 3 /\/\ Init: +6 | HP: 76/76 | AC: 21 | FF: 17 | Tch: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +13 | Will: +12 | +2 vs Disease / Mind-Affecting, +4 Ref vs Traps, +4 vs Psychic Spells / SLA | Perc: +17 (+6 vs Traps)

Drago finished deciphering the scroll and imbued its magics upon Tarja. As the Eidolon began floating, the Dhampir made his way down the stairs, drawing his Family Blade while doing so. He wasn't sure why, but he felt it was the right weapon to use. Once at the bottom of the steps, waved his hand in a circle and spoke, "Shochraos Fethos." A disc of electricity flashed in front of him, as he waited for an opportunity to move forward and strike.

Cast Shock Shield: +2 AC for 5 Minutes.


Female Human Paladin 6/Champion 1 HP: 47/47; AC:18, T:11, FF:18, Init +0, Perception +0, F:+10, R:+6, W:+9 (Immune to disease and fear)

Meanwhile:
Clara nods at Alethiro, her muscles aching. "I could use a bath as well."

After her hot bath, she braids her hair and makes her way to Hadrinn's. Easing her way through the crowd, she finds a table in the back and waits for Alethiro and his family to arrive.

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Init: +5 | HP: -6/79 | AC: 27 | Tch: 15 | FF: 22 | Fort: +5 | Ref: +11 | Will: +6 (+4 vs Enchant) | Per: +12 |

Tarja, now being able to fly, floated over next to Sienna, given she was all by herself so close to the walking pile of bones.

How long will the Fly spell last?


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♂ Human (Natural Werewolf) Ranger 6

Meanwhile:
"Of course," Gerard answers. "I haven't watched a sunrise with anyone for a long time."

There were many things he wanted to say. Most of them corny, but heartfelt. Valwick had an air about it, one seemingly beneficial to those with lonely hearts. Jelks and Michael were engaged, Elena had someone, Clara and Alethiro were already wed. He chuckles for a moment wondering if people would come here just to find romance. Gerard was just another swept in the tide.

After finishing their meal, he helps Amélie up, pulling her close to him. His passion stirs as he looks into her eyes. "We...we should get started. With our patrols, I mean."

He smiles sheepishly and takes her hand. Aye, this is worth defending.

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Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
After finishing his bath, the Cleric made his way to his parents quarters and knocked on the door. I hope they take it well. He thought as he waited for an answer.


Fly will last six minutes.

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Meanwhile:
Celenon opens the door and smiles at his son. "What brings you by, Alethiro?"

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Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
"I was wondering if Mother, Marcus, Queten, and you would mind joining me for dinner at Hadrinn's?"


Meanwhile:
The older elf nods. "That would be nice."

He puts a hand on Alethiro's shoulder. "It has been good to see you again, my son."

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Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

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Clasping his Father's hand, "Yes it has. I'm glad to have this opportunity to rebuild this bond." The Elf couldn't help but have tears well up in his eyes.


Forgot about the +1 damage from Bless. Ylrhea breaks the bone prison by herself.

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Meanwhile:
Celenon, Marla, Queten and Marcus quickly get ready and accompany Alethiro to Hadrinn's.

"Where shall we sit?" Celenon asks.


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

I'm really sorry but, it's probably gonna be later today before I can post anything. Just too much going on right now.

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Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
Looking around, the Elf spotted Clara in the back. "Over there." Getting to the table he says, "Everyone, this is Clara Risbane. Clara, this is my father, Celenon, my step-mother Marla, and my brothers Quenten and Marcus." Once everyone sat down, Alethiro waited for a server to take their order.


Female Human Paladin 6/Champion 1 HP: 47/47; AC:18, T:11, FF:18, Init +0, Perception +0, F:+10, R:+6, W:+9 (Immune to disease and fear)

Meanwhile:
"Pleased to meet you all," Clara says, nodding at each family member in turn.

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Combat map updated and Arista doesn't have another action.

Cyna's arrows tear the bones and sinews of the golem, weakening it further.

GM Notes:
BG hp: 57

Round 2: Drago, Cyna, Tarja, Sienna, Sādhanā, Bone Golem, Ylrhea, Arista

Meanwhile:
Celenon nods at the paladin. "I see Alethiro has made some worthwhile friends here. I thank you for helping him find his place here and for supporting him while his wife is afield. It is a hard life to be the one keeping the hearth warm. I understand you are married as well and your wife is also fighting for Valwick."


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna charges the golem, aspergillum held high.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 5 + 2 = 23; Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4


Female Human Paladin 6/Champion 1 HP: 47/47; AC:18, T:11, FF:18, Init +0, Perception +0, F:+10, R:+6, W:+9 (Immune to disease and fear)

Meanwhile:
"Well, people going through the same things should band together and help each other out," Clara says, giving Alethiro's hand a friendly squeeze.


Meanwhile:
Hadrinn himself comes to the Alethiro and company's table to take the group's order. "Ah, good to see you all again. What can I get for you? I have roasted chicken and seasoned greens ready, but I can put something else together for you if you like."

Celenon and Marla opt for the chicken, while Queten and Marcus decide to have some ribs.


Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
"I think, I'll take some chicken and a large flagon of water." After Hadrinn leaves Alethiro turns to the rest of the group. "Now that is taken of, I have some news. I recieved a message from Arista and...she is with child." The Elf let the news sink in.


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Meanwhile:
Celenon turns to face his son. "With...child?"

Marla seems pleased with the news, while Queten and Marcus react with their usual indifference.

"See, Queten? There's hope for you yet, if even Ally can get a girl pregnant?" Marcus teases.

"I bet you don't even know how to get a girl pregnant," Queten retorts.

"Yuhuh, a man takes his..."

"That's enough!" Celenon interrupts. "But you just joined in marriage shortly before she left..."


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Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
"I guess we did it right." Alethiro shrugged, "I'm not sure how she knows, but I trust her words."


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

As the bone cage shatters, Sādhanā flashes Ylrhea a wild grin and a wink of thanks before launching herself into another attack at the monstrosity.

Sudden strike,ignores all DR
1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 11 + 2 = 26 take first attack
1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 = 13

1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 2 = 16
1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6

Regular attack
1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6


GM Notes:
BG hp: 43

Sādhanā batters the golem with a couple good hits, which returns with a bite and a couple slams.

Bite Vs Sādhanā: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33; Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Slam Vs Sādhanā: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30; Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (1, 4) + 4 = 9
Slam Vs Sienna: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29; Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 4 = 8

Round 2: Drago, Cyna, Tarja, Sienna, Sādhanā, Bone Golem, Ylrhea, Arista

Meanwhile:
Celenon smiles warmly. "I am happy for you, my son. I hope she returns safely."

The older elf offers a toast to Alethiro, his wife and the new child on the way.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Declare the golem as my target for Defensive Move and flank with Sienna.

The gnome rushes into a better tactical position and attacks the golem.

Attack: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 12 + 2 = 17; Surge: 1d6 ⇒ 4; Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4; Sneak Attack: 4d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 6, 3) = 19


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Seeing the damage this thing could inflict, Arista steps forward next to Sadhana and calls out to Ylrhea as she moves, "Kick it's ass Reah!" Five foot step, spend point of mythic to give Ylrhea Decisive Strike, and attacking that SoB with my sword. Attack: 1d20 + 15 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 15 - 1 = 18
I guess with the symptoms comes the crappy rolls....Lol
Caught momentarily off balance, her swing goes wide.

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Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea stabs again at Arista's command.

Decisive Strike: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (16) + 17 = 33; Damage: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5; Sneak Attack: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 3, 1, 3) = 9

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GM Notes:
BG hp: 10

The golem appears to be near destruction now.

Round 3: Drago, Cyna, Tarja, Sienna, Sādhanā, Bone Golem, Ylrhea, Arista

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Female Fetchling Ranger 6 HP: 51/51; AC: 20, T: 16, FF: 15; Init: +7; Fort: +7, Ref: +10, Will: +1

Meanwhile :
Rajni takes the antlers from Gerard and thanks him. Looking at Elena she says, "I wonder if I could find something to give these a pretty shine before giving them to mother? They're bigger than I thought they were. Then we can get changed and either make dinner here and then go to Hadrinn's, or we could see if mother and Priya would like to go to Hadrinn's for dinner....what do you think?" She struggles with the antlers a bit, but manages to get them back to the shop.

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"You know, it might be nice to stay in tonight and eat like a family. Mother always disliked having others cook for her. Her food is something she's proud of," Elena says. "I'm sure I have some polish around for the antlers. Why don't we fix them up and present them to Mother and Aunt Priya at dinner? Then we can change."

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Male Dhampir Investigator (Psychic Detective) 12/Archmage 3 /\/\ Init: +6 | HP: 76/76 | AC: 21 | FF: 17 | Tch: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +13 | Will: +12 | +2 vs Disease / Mind-Affecting, +4 Ref vs Traps, +4 vs Psychic Spells / SLA | Perc: +17 (+6 vs Traps)

Drago didn't know where it came from, a sensation he had felt before, yet somehow it was different. Focusing his will, the bright flame of his blade became intense. Moving up, the Dhampir swung with all of his might.

Spend 1 point of Mythic Point to make my Blade affect Non-Living Creatures. Move to E-10.

Melee: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 1 = 26

Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + (2) + 2 + 1 = 11


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25
Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33

damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Deciding not to use her arrows on the crippled golem Cyna tosses both of her Chakram.


Between Drago's sword and Cyna's chakrams, the foul construct shatters and remains inert.

Combat Over.

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Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Going up to the caged devil Arista looks at him, "What happened? How did you end up a prisoner when so many of your kind are fighting for the very bastard who's life we came to end?"

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"I was a failed experiment," the devil answers.

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