Time for the Tomb of Borrors!

[BOORAUN]

So we meet again, you are too late my mistress awakens to crush out all hope and bring the land once more into the shadow

[The Nasty Orc]

"I AM GOING TO EAT YOU NOW MEAN LADY."

Fort Save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16 He ignores the poison gas trying to get to the mean woman who hurt Alissa before.

A blood curdling scream eminates as he flies into a rage attacking anything between him and Evil Alissa.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 271d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
The following attacks are against anything in his way until he gets within range of Evil Alissa, 15 ft with his tongue.

AXE SMASH: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (17) + 20 = 372d6 + 15 ⇒ (1, 4) + 15 = 20

Tongue Attack: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34

Tongue Grapple: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 212d6 + 15 ⇒ (5, 5) + 15 = 25

[Ranger Alissa]

Fort vs Poison: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

GIVE ME BACK MY BODY, YOU THIEF!

Nasty, don't hurt my body. I need it back.

[Schism]

I think I like you as an orc.
How about I just kill her, then you will be stuck in an orc body forever.
No more need for an illusion of your old body.

[Ranger Alissa]

You do that and dad will make you suffer for 500 years.

[JRR Tolkien]

Nasty: Despite a swarm of vicious butterflies, you make it to 1 of the Hydra hands and cut off all 12 of its fingers. It is barely hanging on, The other hand forms a fist and attempts to smash you Smash: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20 for Boom: 4d10 ⇒ (10, 10, 2, 1) = 23.

The Lichlings start pouring out surrounding the 2 horcs, the male horc smiles at Nasty and draws a wicked looking Falchion.

Evil Alissa starts backing away laughing manically.

[AM HEALER]

What's the nearest enemy that I can smash?

Praise Be To Smashy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26
Blessed Be His Holy Mace: 1d8 + 6 + 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 6 + (2, 5) + 10 = 27

[Jenny the Jellymancer]

Fortitude save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
All right. I don't have a metabolism anymore, but that still hurt! Eat this, head with hydra hands out of its ears!!!
*Casts a new spell she got recently: Rotting acid slime grease*

Oh, right, if I am not the only oozefolk, we really need to find the rest of them!

[JRR Tolkien]

AMH: You got 2...uh 1 of the Ivory Hydra hands, as your mace makes an ivory fireworks show out of the other one.

Jenny: Rotting acid slime grease...Ok what does it do?

A whole hoard of lichlings are advancing toward you all

[Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis]

Fortitude save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

Tvashtri gives Evil Alissa a surprised look.

"You stole her body? How fascinating...but not fair at all!"

Tvashtri's mechanicals come dutifully to heel as he levels his crossbow at the remaining hydra hand.

+1 Heavy Repeating Crossbow: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

A blast of light and sound erupts from the hole encircled by the silver ourobouros at the male Horc, and the iron skeleton's garnet eyes flare up with mesmerizing red light.

The male Horc must make a DC 15 Fortitude save or be dazzled as by a flare spell, and Evil Alissa and any within 10' of her must make a DC 16 Will save or succumb to a CL 4th sleep spell.

[JRR Tolkien]

TAK: Your bolt strikes the hand right in the palm.

DM Note:

70/80

Horc Fort Save: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

The Lichlings are not affected by sleep as they are undead

Evil Alissa Please Stay Awake: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12....NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Evil Alissa slumps down thinking now is a great time to take a nap

[JRR Tolkien]

Lichling Description:

The lichling resembles a 6' tall black cockroach with spindly human arms and legs, a pair of ragged gauzy wings and a grinning human skull for a head. Razor-sharp hooked fangs line its mouth. The chitinous body is greasy to the touch and smells of rotten meat. Lichlings make no sounds except in an attack, when they clack their teeth and hiss like serpents

The Lichlings begin Attacking!

TAK, Good Alissa, Schism, AMH, Jenny:

Claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Each of you has 2 lichlings attacking you

[AM HEALER]

Ooh! Undead! I shall destroy them in the name of Smashy! I turn the lot of them!

They must save DC 15 or take 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 2, 4) + 6 = 17 points of damage.

[Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis]

If all those attacks were meant for all of us, then I am down to -5 hit points, 7 away from death!

[Jenny the Jellymancer]

Rotting acid slime grease is a version of grease that dissolves things in contact with it, plus it rots inanimate objects too to make them more susceptible to the acid. It's sort of like a napalm without fire. It does 2d6 per round, save DC 18 for half each round, and reduces hardness by 2/round.

OUCH! Time to cube it. I jump up over the lichlings and take my cube form to slam down and engulf the two attacking me.
Splurge!: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
OM NOM NOM!: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 4) = 11

[Nesod the Monkchinegun]

I'm going to run to TAK and attempt to stabilize. Heal Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Ah well. He had a good run."

[JRR Tolkien]

AMH:Turn: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16...so close

TAK: As I see it you are down to -1.

Jenny: You have 2 lichlings inside of you digesting

Nesod: Excellent try.

A bunch of the Lichlings grab the sleeping form of Evil Alissa and drag her off to safety.

DM notes:

64/80

[Nesod the Monkchinegun]

You used the wrong spoiler, Mr. DM.

Can I try again? If not, I use my free action to shout "HEALER! TAK need help!"

[JRR Tolkien]

Nesod: i have no Idea what you are talking about...

>_>

<_<

Sure why not

[Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis]

JRR Tolkien wrote:

TAK: As I see it you are down to -1.

I was under the impression I'd already taken 4 damage from the toxic gas, but I shan't complain!

[Nesod the Monkchinegun]

Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
"Come on, damnit, don't give up on me!"

[JRR Tolkien]

Alas, This is was happens when the undead try to heal

[Jenny the Jellymancer]

"BURRRRRBLE!!!!"

I gather speed and womble after the lichlings carrying Evil Alissa's body.

"GLURRR!!! BLUP!!!"

[AM SORCERER TOO]

Real life is kicking my ass these last two weeks. I hope to habe something to post soon.

[Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis]

JRR Tolkien wrote:

Alas, This is was happens when the undead try to heal

Who's undead, now? I'm not, and it doesn't look like Nesod is. So: Am I in fact at -1 or -5? The good news is I have plenty of opportunity to stabilize and/or be stabilized/healed.

[JRR Tolkien]

TAK: Nesod is undead, you just can't tell cause he is always wearing that bandana. Given the choice between those 2 I would say you are at -1.

[Schism]

Sorry, forgot about this earlier.
Save vs Poison: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

First Dagger Attack vs Lichlings: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20
Second Dagger Attack vs Lichlings: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31
First Dagger Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Second Dagger Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

[Ranger Alissa]

Attack Hydra Thing: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 + 2 = 13

Bear, pick up Tvashtri and get take him to AM H.
After that, lay into the horcs.

[Alissa's Bear]

RAAHHHRRR!

*Grabs Tbashtri by his sleeve and drags him back to AM H.*

Charges the nearest Horc - First Claw: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 12 + 2 = 27
Second Claw: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 12 + 2 = 34
Confirm Critical: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21
Frist Claw: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Second Claw: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (3, 3) + 10 = 16
Rend: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (6, 5) + 10 = 21

[The Nasty Orc]

Nasty after smashing apart the hydra hand moves to the HORC.

"Now I EAT You. MEANIE."

AXE SMASH: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 242d6 + 22 ⇒ (1, 2) + 22 = 25

GET IN MY BELLY !!!: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (14) + 17 = 31

Tongue Lashing: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (20) + 17 = 372d6 + 15 ⇒ (1, 6) + 15 = 22

[JRR Tolkien]

Jenny: Despite your wombling, the Lichlings escape with Evil Alissa Through a door in the back of the room

Schism: You lay into the lichling , slicing its grinning skull head clean off. 2 more attack

Claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 Pain: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Alissa: You hit the Ivory hydra hand ripping a finger off, the hand responds by coming closer and attacking with it's bitey fingers.

Finger: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26 Bite: 1d8 ⇒ 8
Finger: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21 Bite: 1d8 ⇒ 5
Finger: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23 Bite: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Bear: You absolutely shred one of the Horcs

Nasty: As you swallow the male orc, you hear an echo emanating from your throat Help Me...Me..me...

DM Notes:

51/80

[Schism]

Attacking nearest lichling.

Dagger 1: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24
Dagger 2: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33
Damage 1: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage 2: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

[Alissa's Bear]

RRAAAAHHHWWWRRR!!

Full Attack next Horc
Bite: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32
Confirm Bite: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
Claw 1: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
Claw 2: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
Tear: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Tear Crit: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Slash 1: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Slash 2: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Rend: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (2, 3) + 10 = 15

[Ranger Alissa]

Ouch
Twang: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
Thwip: 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 2 = 9

[Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis]

After a moment of worrisome idling, Tvashtri's mechanicals scuttle and roll after their master.

[Gruumash .]

who would Nasty's next opponent be?

[JRR Tolkien]

Nasty: You can attack the ivory hydra hand

Schism/Bear/Alissa: Man you guys are splattering bug goop all over these pristine ivory walls and floors

[Nesod the Monkchinegun]

One last attempt at healing...
Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
"WORK WITH ME HERE!"

[The Nasty Orc]

Nasty SMASH HYDRA: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (1) + 18 = 192d6 + 22 ⇒ (2, 3) + 22 = 27

"DEVOURERER I DO THIS FOR THEE !!!!! JOIN The Serpent."

Tongue Grapple: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (4) + 20 = 24

SWALLOW WHOLE: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (18) + 17 = 352d6 + 15 ⇒ (6, 2) + 15 = 23

[Ranger Alissa]

*During the fight, the illusion drops.*

D****t dad! Can't you do anything right?

Twang: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Thwipp: 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 + 2 = 10

Do I see the body thief escaping?
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

[JRR Tolkien]

Nesod; Give it up man, Healing is not your thing

Nasty: The Devourer is satisfied!, as the ivory hydra hand slides down your gullet.

Alissa: Your arrow plunks into the door at the rear of the room, just as its closing. Letting the villan escape.

[Nesod the Monkchinegun]

"Alright, that's it!" I shout. "Nasty...throw me through the door. I have the DR to handle it."

Unless of course, we can open it normally.

[Ranger Alissa]

Blast!

*Breaks off from the fight and chases after the Body Thief.*

Bear, Schism. Follow me!

[The Nasty Orc]

Nasty grabs hold of Monchhichi " Monchhichi Monchhichi oh so soft and cuddly .

Then he throws him through the door after the fleeing Evil Alissa.

Fast Ball Special: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (4) + 18 = 22

[JRR Tolkien]

Ok you all make it across the room, The lichling carcasses crunching under your boots. Nasty picks Nesod up and tosses him at the door made of Material: 1d100 ⇒ 46 Paper Mache...whew that sure was a lucky roll <_<

>_>

As Nesod is tossed through the door, it reveals a 50' long hallway that terminates at a golden door that is just closing...

[AM HEALER]

I can heal everyone. I am healer.

[Nesod the Monkchinegun]

"I AM Undead, You'd only hurt me. Let's hope the next door is golden paper mache."

[The Nasty Orc]

Nasty goes running for the door as well now that Nesod is through it.

[Nesod the Monkchinegun]

"This time around I get throw YOU."

[Ranger Alissa]

I don't care who throws whom, as long a I get my body back.