As the firepot flames singe his flesh, Anarak can feel his blood boil in anger. He seethes and looks around for someone on which to unleash his fury. With his immediate foes having retreated into the forest, he settles on the Duergar and the few kobolds remaining in the vicinity. He steps forward purposefully.
Ignoring K5 for the moment, he lets out a roar and belches out a streak of lightning, catching both the Duergar and K2.
Dragon Breath on Duergar: 1d20+10 = 22 vs Reflex for 1d6+3 = 7 electrical damage.
Dragon Breath on K2: 1d20+10 = 21 vs Reflex for 1d6+3 = 7 electrical damage.
Without waiting to survey the effects of this torrent, Anarak immediately launches a spinning attack on the kobold to his left.
First Attack on K5: 1d20+8 = 20 vs AC for 1d12+4 = 8 damage.
If that hits, he'll use the momentum of the spin to shift to N14 and make his second attack against the unsuspecting Duergar. Unfortunately he nearly trips over the gnoll in the process, and his axe falls harmlessly to the side.
Second Attack on Duergar: 1d20+10 = 11 vs AC.
Unwilling to let the Duergar off the hook so easily, Anarak quickly regains his footing and sends a backhanded slash at the enemy. .
Comeback Strike on Duergar: 1d20+9 = 20 vs AC for 2d12+4 = 15 damage.
If the Comeback Strike is successful, Anarak is able to expend a healing surge to regain 10 hp, going to 23 of 31.
In the process of making these whirlwind attacks, the flames from the firepot attacks are inadvertantly extinguished.
Save vs ongoing fire damage: 1d20 = 15
Anarak
The blast of electricity strikes the duergar and Kobold 2 sending cascades of damaging voltage over them. As he rages his way towards the duergar, Kobold 5 takes the full weight of the dragonborn's wrath. Anarak's direct attack on the aberrant dwarf just misses however and The fanantical cleric steps away, his sneer growing wider and his eyes glowing evilly.
"An opponent worthy to send to Zemeboh. We shall meet scaley one, we shall meet."
The duergar uses his minor power to shift one sqaure - it's part of Infernal Wrath which he invoked to set fire to Whiteclaw.
All
Gobi
As you scan the battlefield with your warrior's eyes, you notice something moving behind the stone altar. You are too distracted to do much more than note the movement, but it does register with you.
Whiteclaw grins at the Duergar, her sharp teeth glinting in the light. "You've chosen the worst possible place to mouth off." Her flail swings around and in, but the weapon is a feint. Her real attack comes from a swipe of her shield.
Whiteclaw's flail winds itself around the duergar's legs and combines with the force of her shield to force him between her and the enraged dragonborn.
"So you think brute strength will win? There are stronger things than muscle."
Gobi?
Anarak takes an additional halfhearted swing at the backpedaling Duergar but once again, to his dismay and frustration, only manages to strike a glancing blow on the dwarf's mail.
Opportunity Attack: 1d20+9 = 16 vs AC
He cries out in anger, "Could use your help here, Vel! Something to get past his infernal armor!"
Will none of these fools aid me? Arianwyn curses to himself as he struggles.
Gobi
GOBI in absentia
As he strides towards his adverary, the paladin calls across to Baldrech. "Movement behind the altar." and notices a very slight flicker of fear in the duergar's eyes.
Invoking the power of Avandra, Gobi stares at Kobold 5, defying him to attack anyone else before moving to attack the duergar with his own warhammer. He is filled with revulsion at the dangerous renegade. Once again invoking his goddess and placing his faith in her powers, he strikes. There is a satisfying crunch as the blow lands hard.
Gobi's attack on the duergar: (1d20 4=21, 1d10 2=5)
The kobold slingers exchange horrified glances, as they try to do more damage with their final firepots.
Kobold 1 aims at the dwarf, but the firepot bounces away, burning futilely. He chitters and runs behind the altar, drawing his dagger.
Kobold 2 realising he has somehow been cursed by the dragonborn, aims hopefully and squeaks with satisfaction as the pot lands. As the fighter bursts into flame again, he skitters out of range.
Kobold 3 spots Vel's exposed position and moves towards the mage, cackling uneasily before unleashing firey doom on her. Overjoyed at his success, he bounces up and down.
"Nasty sticky fire. Hurts doesn't it?"
How ignominious... trussed by bearded savages...
"Do not approach me," Vel hisses at the slinger as she approaches. With a gesture, a blast of force and sound lashes at the kobold. The force effect extinguishes the flames.
Thunderwave vs K3 (fort), save vs fire (1d20 4=13, 1d6 4=9, 1d20=20)
The mage's elemental power hoists the kobold off its feet and back into the trees. The force of the blow makes the creature squawk and it glowers at Vel.
"Not fair playing with thunder."
Taking note of Gobi's words, and slashing contemptuously at Kobold 5 as he passes, Baldrech barely pauses to see the creature finally slump dead to the ground.
Baldrech's two weapon attack on Kobold 5: (1d20 6=7, 1d8 3=8, 1d20 6=25, 1d8 3=10)
Easing behind the altar, he looks down and what is probably a laugh emerges from the saturnine shifter.
"Ha! Naked eladrin. What next?" He catches sight of Kobold 1 approaching from the other side. "Not this time." He bares his teeth and his longswords flicker menacingly.
Behind the altar lies a trussed, blindfolded and gagged but otherwise nude eladrin. The usual elegance of the race is marred by a noticeable number of scrapes and bruises. Close by the altar and carefully out of reach of the prisoner lies a longsword of eladrin workmanship. The prisoner is looking extremely unhappy and unintelligible noises are coming from him.
Spear of Arianrhod! Untie me, you growling oaf! thinks said prisoner.
A captured Eladrin? I thought that required a 60' granite prison... Anarak thinks to himself as the flames singe his flesh once more.
He finds inner resolve despite his failing health and a low growl signals his desire to press the fight against the Duergar, if he lives until his next turn.
Anarak/Gobi/Whiteclaw
They knew what they were about, anyway. he thinks Blindfold and rope... otherwise I would be free as one of Queen Beruthiel's cats!
Kia looks around the battleground. Then shouts at Anarak. "I think you need to have another try against that Duergar, don't you? I'm with you all the way." She says.
She moves to J15 to try and get a look at what people seem to be seeing behind the alter.
Aha! A fellow of the twilight courts! And a lady to boot... Now I really need to get out of this! I have no objection to a certain amount of restraint in certain situations but this is not one of them...
Anarak needs no second bidding and his great axe slices upwards, just managing to bite through the duergar's armour.
Assaulted on all sides, the duergar draws himself upright and throws his beard quills ineffectually at Anarak. Something seems to be unsettling him.
"Zemeboh will strengthen me and guide my hands." He hefts his warhammer again and steps backwards.
Kobold 7 hurtles forward and jabs at Whiteclaw's exposed back, taking advantage of the gnoll's attention being elsewhere. Chuckling slyly, he darts away again.
Anarak/Gobi/Whiteclaw** spoiler omitted **
"Zemeboh will strengthen me and guide my hands." He hefts his warhammer again and steps backwards.
Shifting while marked is another big no-no. If the Duergar does make the attempt, Anarak attempts to cut him down. He's still gloating over his last attack, however, and fails to get in a good swing.
Under Whiteclaw and Anarak's furious pursuit, the duergar now looks as if he's suffering for the first time. The companions exchange triumphant glances and prepare to finish the cleric.
"Heathens, defilers. You have no idea what you deal with, puny fools." he gasps.
If Duergar only shifts to O15:
If Duergar continues his move to P16:
** spoiler omitted **
Under Anarak's furious pursuit, the duergar now looks as if he's suffering for the first time.
"Heathens, defilers. You have no idea what you deal with, puny fools." he gasps.
Just for space saving
** spoiler omitted **
Under Anarak's furious pursuit, the duergar now looks as if he's suffering for the first time.
"Heathens, defilers. You have no idea what you deal with, puny fools." he gasps.
Not sure. Checking and will confirm. Between you you've just taken him down 28hp ... which is why dragonborn and gnolls make bad enemies.[/ooc]
Gobi looks around at his comrades in arms along with the Duergar. He calls upon his deity for strength as he turns his gaze on a nearby kobold, staring him down grimly before taking a Holy Strike in the name of Avandra.
Duergar - P16 - bloodied
Kobold 7 - P13
Anarak - M14? - bloodied (position is guesswork based on posted movement)[/ooc]
Since there's a kobold in my desired spot, please move me to O17 instead of P17. Whiteclaw can probably still get flanking if she wants. Did she take that OA when the Duergar moved?
fyi the Duergar is also still marked by me.
And I forgot to make my save against burning.
Save vs ongoing fire damage: 1d20 = 19
I really wish I was rolling 19's to hit.
Since I made the save, and used my second wind, my defenses are increased by 2, and I'm no longer bloodied. With the 2 hp fire damage from the start of my turn, I'm at 19 of 31.
Since there's a kobold in my desired spot, please move me to O17 instead of P17. Whiteclaw can probably still get flanking if she wants. Did she take that OA when the Duergar moved?
Whiteclaw keeps moving with the dwarf, harrying him and smacking with her flail whenever she gets an opening. Her fur - lit for the second time in as many fights - finally goes out, leaving that unique scent in the air.
EDITED to include the map and Whiteclaw's turn.
MAP - Round 4 Please note that Kobold 5 is dead and shouldn't still be there.
Whiteclaw ignores the subtleties of combat in her pursuit of the duergar. Licking her lips in anticipation, she steps up to the creature and lashes about her with her trusty flail. In her eagerness, the blow falls short and the duergar simply stares at her with undisguised contempt.
At Baldrech's menacing approach Kobold 1 drops his dagger and swiftly fires a sling bullet at the shifter. He cackles as the pellet buries itself in Baldrech's shoulder.
"Heee. Next time I go for the eyes, yes?" Then it darts away.
Kobold 2 fires a sling bullet at Anarak wrecking further havoc on the fighter. It snickers at its own success and moves prudently out of range. "You mark me, now I mark you. My mark hurts."
Kobold 3 hisses as it disentangles itself from the trees, emerges and aims at Vel once again before shifting back into the trees. The pellet misses, much to the kobold's discomfiture.