Assault on Dire Wood

[Skarsgard]

Raising her skirt, Bumble moves until she can see the final creature battling her friends. Once again she calls upon the flames of her god to cleanse the world of this evil and three flaming rays strike the creature.

[sblock=Actions]
Move to J12.

Assuming some cover for the critter?

Hit AC 23, 22, 22 :scorching rays x3: 2D20.HIGH(1)+6 = [10, 17]+6 = 23:2D20.HIGH(1)+6 = [16, 4]+6 = 22:2D20.HIGH(1)+6 = [16, 3]+6 = 22

Damage total: 25: scorching rays x3: 2D6 = [4, 2] = 6 2D6 = [5, 4] = 9 2D6 = [5, 5] = 10

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[3SpdDragster]

The winged enemy staggers under the holy assault from the halfling, it scowls as it realises it is hopelessly outnumbered and it smirks a toothy grin. It calls out and waves it's hands in a spellcasting gesture. After a moment the smile fades and is replaced by confusion.

Yannock "Yann" Bole [MENTION=63746]Binder Fred[/MENTION]
Dorn Greycape [MENTION=15132]Steve Gorak[/MENTION]
Ydadoras the Stalker [MENTION=6805147]River Song[/MENTION]

 

[Steve Gorak]

Dorn aims composes himself. Carefully, he shoots another silvered arrow, taking not of where the last one went.

OOC: move: none Action: fire at remaining enemy attack [roll0] advantage [roll1] Piercing damage from slivered arrow [roll2] plus necrotic damage from hex [roll3] plus sneak damage [roll4] Hoping for at least half cover (+2AC) but going for 3/4 cover (+5AC) from position behind allies HP: 37/45 (includes healing from bumble and second wind)

 

[Binder Fred]

The first creature fell, in utter silence... "Guess that works too..."

Sounds of combat were still ringing out from beyond yonder thicket though!

[...]

With a mighty "AHA!" and the sound of shattering branches, Yann and Frigate broke through the thicket to the creature's left, obviously aiming to run the little devil-orc right into the ground!


OOC: Could have gone around, but this seems more dramatic.

[sblock=Actions]Move to J7, counting the woody part as very difficult terrain?
Handle Animal: Giddyup!: 1D20+5 = [20]+5 = 25 CRIT! (Don't know if that does anything though )

Trampling Charge: Hooves against C1: 1D20+4 = [11]+4 = 15; 1D20+4 = [19]+4 = 23; 2D6+4 = [3, 4]+4 = 11
If successful: DC14 Strength save or fall prone
If prone: Hooves against C1: 1D20+4 = [5]+4 = 9; 1D20+4 = [19]+4 = 23; 2D6+4 = [4, 3]+4 = 11

2nd attack by Yann: Smashy smash smash: 2D20.HIGH(1)+8 = [16, 9]+8 = 24; 1D8+7 = [4]+7 = 11

Move to L7, either right over C1 if prone, or around if not.

EDIT = Forgot to mention again, but Shield will trigger if hit.[/sblock]

 

[River Song]

With the creature now swamped by his companions, Ydadoras drives the magical blade home.

[sblock=Actions]

Attack: Hit AC 26
Damage: 18

_: 2D20.HIGH(1)+8 = [18, 12]+8 = 26
_: 1D8+7+1D6+1D8+1D6 = [4]+7+[1]+[1]+[5] = 18

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[3SpdDragster]

Dorn aims composes himself. Carefully, he shoots another silvered arrow, taking not of where the last one went.

The first creature fell, in utter silence... "Guess that works too..."

Sounds of combat were still ringing out from beyond yonder thicket though!

[...]

With a mighty "AHA!" and the sound of shattering branches, Yann and Frigate broke through the thicket to the creature's left, obviously aiming to run the little devil-orc right into the ground!

With the creature now swamped by his companions, Ydadoras drives the magical blade home.

- Yann urged his mount on and the warhorse speed towards the thicket and bunching its hind legs it leapt over the five foot foliage. The winged monster dodges the streaking silver arrow but moves straight into the path of the flying warhorse. It managed to brace itself with a beat of its wings and remain standing on its feet. Yann's attack causes something inside it to snap loudly and the slender rapier pierces through its throat, the light fades from it's eyes.

[sblock=Roll] Strength _: 1D20+7 = [10]+7 = 17 [/sblock]

OOC: Foes have been vanquished. Each PC receives 1200XP

OOC: Still need some religion/arcana rolls please

 

[Binder Fred]

In the following silence, Loud Yann tilted back his head and laughed, part triumph, part relief that they'd all made it through unscathed. "Now THAT'S what you get for ambushing the heroes of the High Forest!" he boasted.

As the others were regrouping, he slid off the back of his big black horse and casually maneuvered his large bulk to one knee in front of Bumble: "And a great big thanks to you and your Morning Lord, small mother. He's a mighty God indeed." The green-clad giant lowered his head in respect.


OOC: Woohoo! And Religion/Arcana: 1D20+3 = [3]+3 = 6

 

[Skarsgard]

Bumble blushes and wipes her hands on her skirt.
"Away with you, you big oaf!" she gives Yann a little push but smiles as she does.

"What were those creatures?" she asks. "They were certainly powerful, but both seemed to have tried something and failed. I'll have a look and see if there is anything magical about them."

[sblock=Actions]

Cast detect magic, examining all the bodies and the area they came from.

[roll0]
[roll1]

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[pathfinderq1]

Rikka paused for only a moment, to heave a relieved sigh. She gave the larger creatures a quick glance- they were not like anything she had seen before. Orcs, on the other hand, she had seen far too often.

After a minute's quick respite, she turned to Ydadoras, pointing to her eyes, then his, then making a broad sweeping gesture at the forest around them. It was time to take a quick look around, to make sure these creatures did not have allies nearby.

[sblock= OOC] Arcana and Religion rolls posted in the OOC thread; terrible failure for both (7, 3). She is going to take a quick look around once things have settled. Perception 1d20+9= 22; roll http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=111232
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[River Song]

"They are devil spawn, little mother, the unholy union of devil and humanoid. Though not normally orc. They were trying to escape with a plane shifting spell, but it failed. I am sure that Whitebow and Cendra said that some of those spells wont work here and I think we have just seen the proof."

Ydadoras nods to the silent elf in agreement. Easing the tension of the battle from himself, he finds the stillness within to make himself one with the forest. The Stalker ascendant once more he silently moves off to scout the area.

[sblock=Actions]

Stealth and Perceptiony stuff.

[roll0]
[roll1]

PP=24

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