Shattered Sea Chronicles, Book I: Festival of the Dead

[Blarkon Dragonslayer]

May 2, 1102CR
beneath Stonegate

Johanna's second blow at the feral swordswoman is far better aimed, swatting aside her blade almost contemptuously, and burying the steel of her Jotun blade deep in the swordswoman's chest. [Standard Action Attack 18 hit, 12 dmg] The woman's two blades fall to the ground, followed by her body a moment later.

Broderick marches forward, his axe swinging at the left halberdier. However, his axe-blade is turned by the man's steel breastplate. [Move Action, Standard Action Attack 14 miss]

Larren dashes past Johanna, almost slipping in the blood of the downed huntress, and the power of entropy flows into the broken body of the eagle. [Move Action, Standard Action Cast Cure Light Wounds +4 hp Polly] The eagle doesn't move, but her wounds cease bleeding so profusely.

There is an explosion of sunlight, and a sudden wind, as Redbeard calls on the balance of the world, and a wolf appears beside the cleric, jaws snapping. Unfortunately the steel of his breastplate turns the teeth away, and the wolf vanishes a moment later. [Cast SNA I, Wolf Attack 9 miss]

The nameless psion takes careful aim again, at the cleric, firing another bolt from his crossbow. The bolt strikes true, but the steel of the breastplate keeps it from sinking as deep as it deserves to. [Standard Action Attack 22 crit, Confirm 9 fail, 7 dmg]

The two halberdiers, faced with a cleric and a rather fierce looking dwarf, attack, one stepping over the still recumbent Polly, and chopping at Larren. The halberd strikes hard, sinking into Larren's shoulder.[-7 hp Larren] The other halberdier's blow bounces from Broderick's shield. [Standard Actions Attack]

The cleric curses, looking down at the crossbow bolt in his chest, and then his hand stabs into his pouch, coming forth with a potion bottle, which he sucks down. He again smiles coldly as the wound largely closes up. "You didn't think to kill a Scion of the Black Flame so easily, I trust."

OOC
Order of Initiative: Johanna(J), Broderick(B), Larren(L), Redbeard(R), [Polly(P)], Nameless(N), Halberdiers(h), Dark Cleric(C)

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[EvolutionKB]

Redbeard 10/10 hp, AC 15, Polly: -3/5 hp, AC 14

Sensing that the tide has turned, Redbeard picks up the spear at his feet and then moves forward to stand behind Broderick.

[sblock=ooc]Pick up shortspear(move action). Move behind Broderick(move action).[/sblock]

 

[pathfinderq1]

Through the blood-red haze that filled her vision, Johanna saw her opponent fall. There was a momentary impulse to hit the fallen woman a few times for good measure, but there was other work to be done. Even as she started to lurch forward, the wounds that she had received almost dragged Johanna to the ground herself- and ahead she could see no clear path to her remaining foes. For a second her high ringing battle-song seemed to ebb, and she had enough rational thought to reach into the pouch at her belt and retrieve one of those healing potions. She drained the tiny bottle in a single gulp, then readied herself to move into the fray once more.

OOC: Rage round 3 of 6, AC 13, draw and drink potion of "Cure light wounds" from Morris. If she has any actions left, move forward to support the others.

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Nameless Psion

Reaching out with his mind, he can instantly feel the thought pathways of everyone within the tight corridors. He instantly notices that the Halberdiers are less guarded than that of the Cleric Summoning his will, he briefly touches one of the Halberdiers’ thought pathways with his. The connection that is created is over just as quick as it was formed. But the connection was long enough for him to send a massive assault against the Halberdiers’ fragile mind.
OOC:
Move Action: Reload Crossbow
Standard Action: Manifest Mind Thrust Damage: 1d10 vs Will DC 14, save negates (-1pp)(Current PP: 4/6, HP 6, AC 18)

 

[Imerak]

Larren grunts and claws at his shoulder as he feels the halberd blade dig in. Reacting instinctively, he mutters some curses and dark energy wraps around his hand. With a grunt, Larren thrusts his palm out towards the offending halberdier.

OOC: inflict light wounds, +0 touch for 1d8+1 damage, AC 16 + 1 vs. nearest halberdier, HP 2/9

 

[Fenris]

The cleric curses, looking down at the crossbow bolt in his chest, and then his hand stabs into his pouch, coming forth with a potion bottle, which he sucks down. He again smiles coldly as the wound largely closes up. "You didn't think to kill a Scion of the Black Flame so easily, I trust."

"Aye, and ye'll need a keg o' that brew once this axe bites into ya!" calls out Broderick as he swings at the halberder in front of him.

OOC: If Nameless drops the one in fron of him (Bloodweaver didn't specify which man he was targeting), Broderick will close with the cleric and attack.


AC 19
HP 10/13
Attack +4, 1d10+3/20x3

 

[Blarkon Dragonslayer]

May 2, 1106CR Morning
beneath Stonegate

Johanna is able to drink down the potion easily enough, and her grave wounds close up somewhat. (+4 hp Johanna)

Broderick's words bring a sneer to the cleric's face, though his axe blow is terribly off balance, the halberdier able to simply sidestep it. (Attack 5 Miss)

Larren begins to form his nimbus of dark energies, and the halberdier, no stranger to such things, brings his heavy weapon down again in an attempt to forestall the spell. (Attack of Opportunity misses) Luckily, the cleric of entropy is able to avoid the strike, and reaches out towards the warrior. His hand, wreathed in darkness, touches the man, who pales, then falls to the stone floor in a clatter of steel. (Touch attack 14 hits, save fails, 7 damage)

Redbeard retrieves his spear, and moves up behind the dwarf fighter.

The nameless psion gathers his mental energies, and again that eerie sound of many voices rises, into a wordless shout, that fades as soon as it is heard. His mind thrust stabs deep into the mind of the halberdier in front of Broderick...the man screaming...and left standing, swaying, eyes staring. Still, he holds his halberd, ready to fight to the end. (save fails, 5 damage)

The remaining halberdier swings his weapon at the mighty dwarf, the heavy axe blade turned again by Broderick's shield.

The cleric shakes his head, and approaches Larren, eyes intent. So intent, as it happens, that Broderick's axe is a complete surprise as it crashes into his leg, nearly severing it. (Attack of Opportunity 20, 12 damage) With a grunt of pain, the man falls to the floor.

OOC
Order of Initiative: Johanna(J), Broderick(B), Larren(L), Redbeard(R), [Polly(P)], Nameless(N), Halberdier(h),

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[EvolutionKB]

Redbeard 10/10 hp AC 15

Redbeard can't help but feel much better as Broderick's axe nearly severs the cleric's leg in two. As the cleric falls unconcious Redbeard says, "nature always balances things out, don't she?" Stepping over the fallen body of the man and looking at the last foe, Redbeard says, "Surrender it's over!" In case the man would rather fight than live, Redbeard holds his shortspear readied.

[sblock=ooc]Five foot step to make himself threatening the remaining halberdier. Ready action to attack if he doesn't surrender(+0, 1d6). If the others are in the way and he doesn't surrender, then take total defense and move around to block the passage going north (AC18).[/sblock]

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Nameless Psion

[sblock=If the battle is over]
With the battle finally over he makes his way over to the fallen cleric and searches his body for anything of interest.[/sblock]
[sblock=If somehow the battle is not over]Reloading his crossbow he takes aim at the final foe and fires.[/sblock]
OOC:
Move Action: Reload Crossbow
Standard Action: Fire Crossbow at reaming foe. (Current PP: 4/6, HP 6, AC 18, -2 attack for firing into melee, +3 Search)

 

[pathfinderq1]

Reinvigorated by the magical elixir, Johanna knew that the fight was not yet finished- one opponent still stood. Had her mind been clear, she would have realized that they probably could use a prisoner to question - but the red haze of battle still clouded her thoughts. She rushed forward into the fray, still howling for blood.

OOC: Rage, round 4 of 6; AC 13, current HP 7. If she can get to the remaining halberdier, she will move into position and attack: +5 attack, damage 2d6+6- it looks like she can get there with 30 feet of movement, making a few diagonal steps if I'm reading the map right. If she can't reach, or is blocked by someone else, she will howl with frustration and try to get through (Rage is fun)