Malvoisin's Dungeonaday Playtest [PFRPG][IC]

Walking Dad · Oct 12, 2009

Raven

Raven assumes a defensive stand and waits for the others to open the door.

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Total defense until first action.
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GlassEye · Oct 12, 2009

Iradias grabs his mace in preparation for a scuffle and slides up against the wall to get out of the way of any of the more militant members of the group who may wish to be in the front and nearer any potential battle.

jkason · Oct 13, 2009

Nathan Tchanlach

When it becomes clear his fellows are planning to walk into whatever trouble is on the other side of the room, Nathan holds up a hand and moves to the back. He mutters something unintelligible, sweeping his hands over himself. The air shimmers slightly, then the effect is gone. Once this happens, he nods his own readiness.

[sblock=OOC]Casting Mage Armor. AC now 17.[/sblock]

HolyMan · Oct 13, 2009

"......."

Yuin stands with is back to the wall near the entrance to the small secert hall. He stands alert watching the room they just came from, but still glances back at what the others are doing.

[sblock=ooc] Rear guard for me Yuin can get close and attack from 10' away in one round if needed. [/sblock]

Rhun · Oct 13, 2009

His patience running out, Anundr triggers the door mechanism and rushes through, ready to deal death with his mighty blade!

Malvoisin · Oct 14, 2009

With Zooey having pointed out the mechanism for the second secret door, Anundr impatiently triggers the lever and the door swings open. The barbarian bursts through, the rest of the party on his heels, emerging from behind a tapestry into a long hall, lit by several oil lamps. A tattered and stained red carpet runs most of the length of the hall; moth-eaten tapestries of mounted knights and hilltop castles hang on the stone walls. At the far eastern end stands a large wooden throne surrounded by empty kegs and dirty wooden plates and mugs.

Atop the throne is an especially ugly orc, whose half-full mouth is gaping open in surprise at the sudden emergence of the party. Arrayed before the throne are three other humanoids, equally shocked to find their meal interrupted. These include an orc in banded mail with a large axe strapped to his back; a chain-mail clad hobgoblin with a fine-looking longsword at his hip; and a female that appears nominally human, but with terrifically ugly and primitive features (sloping brow, protruding jaw...essentially a neanderthal). The 'woman' wears studded leather and carries a wickedly sharp falchion.

Recovering his wits, the orc on the throne yells in guttural, broken common, "Who you?! Leave now, or we kill you in name of Beast God!"

The array of humanoids is roughly 20' away from the party.

Rhun · Oct 14, 2009

"Die, foul orc-pigs!" cries Anundr. The insult, though zoology impossible, is at least heartfelt. The northman rushes forward, his greatsword raised to strike the closest enemy!

AC: 15, Hit Points: 14/14

Initiative +4
Move, attack closest of the four enemies present:
Greatsword +6 (2d6+6/19-20)

jkason · Oct 14, 2009

Nathan Tchanlach, human sorcerer

"So that's a 'no' to talking things out?" Nathan says as Anundr gives his battle cry.

Realizing he didn't prepare his crossbow before entering the room, Nathan instead holds his hand out, palm up, and barks out a word that sounds like language, but slips from the memory of anyone who hears it. A tiny glowing sphere appears above the man's hand, and as he points his finger to the orc, the sphere bobs up and down once as if acknowledging an order, then rockets into the creature's gut.

[sblock=OOC]Casting Magic Missle at the orc. 1d4+1 damage.[/sblock]

GlassEye · Oct 14, 2009

Iradias shudders upon seeing the barbaric woman. "Ugh...ugly woman...abomination!" He tightens his grip on his mace and moves forward.

AC 15; HP 8/8

Initiative +1
Move, attack the woman unless it moves him too deep into the enemy line
Light mace +1 (1d6+1/x2)

HolyMan · Oct 14, 2009

".!.!.!."

Moving to cover Iradias left flank, Yuin moves to attacks the ugly woman. Missing as he tries not to hit Iradias Yuin is the poise of discipline and determination.

[sblock=ooc] Trying to make it so Iradias and Yuin can't be flanked. [/sblock]