(Let's see what the hell I can do with this. What with the fact I have a wolf with me.)
Luna had been unconscious from the crash the whole time, and her wolf, Alacar, had been knocked out. But now it was up, licking her face. She slowly stirred, her ears slowly filling with the sounds of combat. Groaning she slowly gets up and rubs her head, seeing strangely dressed natives battling people she had seen on the boat before its unfortunate fate. She slowly got up and groaned, grabbing for the bow on her back and readying it.
"Well, boy, not the best wake-up call I've had, but at least we're alive!" She lets fly with an arrow and Alacar charges forward, snarling.
Initiative:
Dice Roller1 D20 rolled with a +4 modifier
5 + 4
Firing at the closest enemy. Assuming it's within 30 feet. Otherwise it gets -1 to hit.
Attack:
I'm placing your action in the second round. That means you kill the nearest enemy to you (it was also damaged by the first explosion), over where Caex and Yukora are. It'll explode before the wolf attacks, assuming the wolf goes to the remaining enemy its attacks miss.
Reflex saves for Amarra and Ventas again:
Damage (Amarra):
Dice Roller1 D6 rolled
5
Damage (Ventas):
Dice Roller1 D6 rolled
3
Unless you've moved more than 10 feet from the creature.
The final melee enemy still takes Charir, but he's dragging the kobold on the ground and has hampered movement.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
The Sage is occupied with the unspoken
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Yep, the badger's attacks hit. Thing's still alive though.
We've technically not been in the third round yet. I posted the dragging away of Charir by the melee combatants but not the ranged combatant's attacks. But now I will start the third round.
Two of the hitherto concealed natives jump out with knives bared, slashing at the new beasts wildly.
The third shooter fires off a dart at Zan.
The remaining blue native, now badly injured, struggles to drag Charir farther. It shouts back and forth with the hidden native in their harsh language.
The badger continues the raging frenzy, biting and clawing the native that just hit him. Ashruevul flips through his spellbook, mutters some arcane words, and calls forth a large vat of congealed grease surrounding the native dragging off Charir, as the smoke of conjuring wraps itself around the same creature. Ashruevul then moves around the fight to get closer to Charir. "Keep the pressure on!"
Badger full-attacks the new foe
Claw attacks
Dice Roller2 D20s rolled with a +8 modifier
8 + 8
1 + 8
Claw Damages
Dice Roller2 D2s rolled with a +3 modifier
1 + 3
1 + 3
Bite Attack
Dice Roller1 D20 rolled with a +3 modifier
3 + 3
Bite Damage
Dice Roller1 D3 rolled with a +1 modifier
2 + 1
Ashruevul casts Grease on the guy pulling away Charir, placing the 10ft on the guys square and behind him (the direction he's dragging),(balance check DC 10, if fail Reflex save (DC 16) or fall, failure by 5 or more on Balance=fall)
Cloudy Conjuration in the same guy's square (sickened)
Then Ashruevul (hopefully) moves closer to the guy targeted, while keeping out of AoO.
Finding himself bare-handed in the middle of the combat, Zan decides to draw a pair of saps, thinking to himself that maybe these bastards don't explode if they're not dying, but unconscious. After that he proceeds to take a defensive stance, to avoid getting hit by a dart.
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The Sage is occupied with the unspoken
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Ventas decides it's better to stay in the fog. He's too injured to show himself, but he knows he needs to drive the final hiding creature out of the jungle.
With a gesture, he points to the general direction of the jungle. There's suddenly a crashing noise somewhere behind the final exploding kobold.
Ventas casts Ghost Sound. The sound is of something large moving through the jungle toward the beach from behind the kobold.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Amarra position her back to Ventas, and dropped into a defensive position. She doubted the island creatures would be brave enough to enter the mist, but she wasn't going to be caught unaware if they did.
As the creature engulfs Rovanam in acid Rovanam, overconfident of his victory, found not the time to avoid it.
What followed was a string of curses that could only be fit to be said in the tongue of commoners, since the speech of higher beings is too explicit and its subtleties would be lost in the crowd.
Zan waits for the magical grease on ground to be absorbed to the sand before making his move: charging the thing that is now next to Charir, thwacking it on the back just as it was about to rise up.
Delay until Ashru's action, charge. (+4 for it being prone. It also loses dex to AC.)
Dice Roller1 D20 rolled with a +8 modifier
9 + 8
Damage (Subdual. Let's see if we avoid explosions):
The Sage is occupied with the unspoken
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Your knowledge of geography tells you the course of the storm likely took you far south to the uncharted 'Isles of the Dead.' They're uncharted because explorers tend to die before telling of what can be found there.
It's still tropical and has many of the hazards found in the wild elsewhere in this region. Wild animals, wild trees.
"I do not know," Luna replies, then adds irritably; "Since none of you had the sense to tell me what the hell is going on."
She pauses thoughtfully then walks over to the unconscious creature, removing the wooden mask to peer at its chubby, eerily human face. It looks like nothing Ventas has ever seen.
"Why would a creature explode when killed?" She ponders rhetorically, calling on her expertise of the wilderness; "It's a defense against predation. These creatures are not at the top of the food chain. Which means something else here is."
She takes a quick glance at the sky before stepping back.
"They sent a raiding party at us for a reason. To protect their territory, to enslave us, or maybe they were hungry. They could even practice ritual sacrifice. And one got away, likely for reinforcements. How long do you think we can last staying here? If they want to eat us maybe if we move our position they'll stop to gather these bodies first, saving us some time. We need to scout ahead staying along the coast to find a hiding place."
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Have I scared the ☺☺☺☺ out of you guys yet? You better be on your best behavior or I'll make this encounter look like cake.
Luna had been unconscious from the crash the whole time, and her wolf, Alacar, had been knocked out. But now it was up, licking her face. She slowly stirred, her ears slowly filling with the sounds of combat. Groaning she slowly gets up and rubs her head, seeing strangely dressed natives battling people she had seen on the boat before its unfortunate fate. She slowly got up and groaned, grabbing for the bow on her back and readying it.
"Well, boy, not the best wake-up call I've had, but at least we're alive!" She lets fly with an arrow and Alacar charges forward, snarling.
Attack:
Damage:
Wolf charges that same target.
Initative:
Attack:
Damage: Bite:
If hit, trip attempt:
If success, Strength:
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I'm placing your action in the second round. That means you kill the nearest enemy to you (it was also damaged by the first explosion), over where Caex and Yukora are. It'll explode before the wolf attacks, assuming the wolf goes to the remaining enemy its attacks miss.
Reflex saves for Amarra and Ventas again:
Damage (Amarra):
Damage (Ventas):
Unless you've moved more than 10 feet from the creature.
The final melee enemy still takes Charir, but he's dragging the kobold on the ground and has hampered movement.
Then I cast Obscuring Mist around both of us so the creatures still hiding in the jungle wouldn't be able to see us.
{Magic: The RPG}
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Yep, the badger's attacks hit. Thing's still alive though.
We've technically not been in the third round yet. I posted the dragging away of Charir by the melee combatants but not the ranged combatant's attacks. But now I will start the third round.
Two of the hitherto concealed natives jump out with knives bared, slashing at the new beasts wildly.
The third shooter fires off a dart at Zan.
The remaining blue native, now badly injured, struggles to drag Charir farther. It shouts back and forth with the hidden native in their harsh language.
Attack (Badger):
Damage:
Attack (Alacar):
Damage:
Ranged Attack (Zan):
Damage:
2 rounds, 'cuz it's a bit inclined as well.
Claw attacks
Claw Damages
Bite Attack
Bite Damage
Ashruevul casts Grease on the guy pulling away Charir, placing the 10ft on the guys square and behind him (the direction he's dragging),(balance check DC 10, if fail Reflex save (DC 16) or fall, failure by 5 or more on Balance=fall)
Cloudy Conjuration in the same guy's square (sickened)
Then Ashruevul (hopefully) moves closer to the guy targeted, while keeping out of AoO.
/complicated
Draw two saps. Total Defense.
Finding himself bare-handed in the middle of the combat, Zan decides to draw a pair of saps, thinking to himself that maybe these bastards don't explode if they're not dying, but unconscious. After that he proceeds to take a defensive stance, to avoid getting hit by a dart.
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Flurry 1:
Damage 1:
Flurry 2:
Damage 2:
And this either hits or may well die from the resulting gank.
"Anyone wanna tell me what the hell is going on??" She shouts.
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Just waiting for Caex and Yukora's actions.
With a gesture, he points to the general direction of the jungle. There's suddenly a crashing noise somewhere behind the final exploding kobold.
{Magic: The RPG}
Acid explosion on celestial badger (reflex 13 for half):
Balance vs. Grease:
Reflex:
Acid explosion on Rovanam and Alacar (reflex 13 for half):
The two new assailants are quickly slaughtered by the summoned badger and by Rovanam, spraying acid on all those nearby.
The native carrying Charir slips and falls, letting go of Charir in the process.
It's unclear how Ventas' ghost sound affected the concealed shooter, however it seems to have vanished.
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☺☺☺☺ ☺☺☺☺ ☺☺☺☺ ☺☺☺☺< MOTHER ☺☺☺☺ING SADISTIC ☺☺☺☺☺☺☺ DICE ROLLER ALGORYTHM!
As the creature engulfs Rovanam in acid Rovanam, overconfident of his victory, found not the time to avoid it.
What followed was a string of curses that could only be fit to be said in the tongue of commoners, since the speech of higher beings is too explicit and its subtleties would be lost in the crowd.
Damage (Subdual. Let's see if we avoid explosions):
Sneak Attack (It's prone. Subdual, still. Got saps <3)
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Ashruevul then takes a sweeping look of the battlefield, "Is anyone dying?"
Current Health: 8hp
Time Left: 2 rounds
Attack roll, should he catch up
Damage
yay, I did something this fight!
for Amadi. No explosion.
The last of the creatures has been rid of, at least temporarily.
The summoned creature searches in the jungle but is unable to find anything before it disappears.
Knowledge: Nature
Knowledge: Geography
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Knowledge: Nature
Knowledge: Geography
Knowledge: Local
reverse-nathed?
Your knowledge of geography tells you the course of the storm likely took you far south to the uncharted 'Isles of the Dead.' They're uncharted because explorers tend to die before telling of what can be found there.
It's still tropical and has many of the hazards found in the wild elsewhere in this region. Wild animals, wild trees.
"I do not know," Luna replies, then adds irritably; "Since none of you had the sense to tell me what the hell is going on."
She pauses thoughtfully then walks over to the unconscious creature, removing the wooden mask to peer at its chubby, eerily human face. It looks like nothing Ventas has ever seen.
"Why would a creature explode when killed?" She ponders rhetorically, calling on her expertise of the wilderness; "It's a defense against predation. These creatures are not at the top of the food chain. Which means something else here is."
She takes a quick glance at the sky before stepping back.
"They sent a raiding party at us for a reason. To protect their territory, to enslave us, or maybe they were hungry. They could even practice ritual sacrifice. And one got away, likely for reinforcements. How long do you think we can last staying here? If they want to eat us maybe if we move our position they'll stop to gather these bodies first, saving us some time. We need to scout ahead staying along the coast to find a hiding place."