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Morph attempts to identify the screech before taking any other actions. OOC: Knowledge(arcana) +16.
S@squ@tch's Against the Giants - Team Gold
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You attempt to place the sound, but to no avail.
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[sblock=Those on the lift]
You hear Darv whisper behind you,"So THAT is what one sounds like in the wild -- my friends, I would wager my spellbook that that is a harpy -- we must beware of their song -- for it can take over your mind! Hideous mix of bird and humanoid, who delight upon torturing those that they enslave...."
[Darv's Know(nature) modifier is a ridiculous +19]
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You attempt to place the sound, but to no avail.
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[sblock=Those on the lift]
You hear Darv whisper behind you,"So THAT is what one sounds like in the wild -- my friends, I would wager my spellbook that that is a harpy -- we must beware of their song -- for it can take over your mind! Hideous mix of bird and humanoid, who delight upon torturing those that they enslave...."
[Darv's Know(nature) modifier is a ridiculous +19]
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s@squ@tch
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EvolutionKB
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OOC: I'll be posting tomorrow...time for bed.
s@squ@tch
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in progress
Round 1
Initiative:
27 - Harpy? - fly to b7 (25' elevation), ready action
16 - Hudder - double move to E16
14 - Void - Hide
13 - Dreadnought - delay
9 - Darv - Cast Shield of Faith on self
6 - Domoris - Free action to change to Avian form, fly towards J20, 20' elevation
5 - Morph - Throw sunrod onto open area of floor - C16
The sound of flapping wings can be heard throughout the floor, and another screech is heard by those on the lift.
Hudder hefts his axe and says,"Foller 'me boys, lets git tah fightin" as he runs headlong towards a low wall in front of the group.
Dreadnought takes a moment to let things sink in, and thinks to himself,"Is this what I want to be?"
Behind him, the small gnome casts some abjurative magicks upon himself to ward against any enemy attacks.
Not like being in confined spaces, the shifter transforms into a bird-like aspect and takes wing towards the south wall and gains some elevation. He finds no perch, however, but he gets a better view of the surroundings.
Finally, the warforged wizard snaps a sunrod and hurls it out into the hungry darkness. The sudden source of light hurts the eyes a bit, but then illuminates most of the area -- and you finally can see the source of the screech -- it does indeed look like a harpy -- two feathered wings, two taloned feet, and two arms holding a large bow that would be at home in the hands of a giant!
Two other things are seen -- two nearly naked bodies -- one dwarf, one human, stand motionless towards the SW area of the level.
Conditions:
Darv - Shield of Faith (80/80)
Round 1
Initiative:
27 - Harpy? - fly to b7 (25' elevation), ready action
16 - Hudder - double move to E16
14 - Void - Hide
13 - Dreadnought - delay
9 - Darv - Cast Shield of Faith on self
6 - Domoris - Free action to change to Avian form, fly towards J20, 20' elevation
5 - Morph - Throw sunrod onto open area of floor - C16
The sound of flapping wings can be heard throughout the floor, and another screech is heard by those on the lift.
Hudder hefts his axe and says,"Foller 'me boys, lets git tah fightin" as he runs headlong towards a low wall in front of the group.
Dreadnought takes a moment to let things sink in, and thinks to himself,"Is this what I want to be?"
Behind him, the small gnome casts some abjurative magicks upon himself to ward against any enemy attacks.
Not like being in confined spaces, the shifter transforms into a bird-like aspect and takes wing towards the south wall and gains some elevation. He finds no perch, however, but he gets a better view of the surroundings.
Finally, the warforged wizard snaps a sunrod and hurls it out into the hungry darkness. The sudden source of light hurts the eyes a bit, but then illuminates most of the area -- and you finally can see the source of the screech -- it does indeed look like a harpy -- two feathered wings, two taloned feet, and two arms holding a large bow that would be at home in the hands of a giant!
Two other things are seen -- two nearly naked bodies -- one dwarf, one human, stand motionless towards the SW area of the level.
Conditions:
Darv - Shield of Faith (80/80)
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Morph cracks a sunrod and throws it out into the open space of the tower.
s@squ@tch
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Round 2 - complete
Round 2
Initiative:
27 - Harpy? - fly to b7 (25' elevation), attack Hudder - 2 arrows HIT for 25 damage
16 - Hudder - Drop waraxe, pull out hand axe -- attack MISS
14 - Void - Use Shatter upon Harpy's bow
13 - Dreadnought - 5' step to D22, Full attack w/bow - both MISS
9 - Darv - Cast Flame Strike - 28 damage, reflex 1/2
6 - Domoris - Fly to H14, create morphic beak
5 - Morph - Move to C19, draw and throw tanglefoot bag
"Ahhhhhh my preciouses -- more playthings," says the flying creature as it approaches the lift -- it spots Hudder against the wall and takes aim with its large bow and sends two arrows into his chest and shoulder.
"Ya stupid bird -- you'll be tastin' mah steel soon enough!" shouts Hudder as he reaches for a hand axe at his belt. He drops his waraxe at his feet and hurls the axe towards the flying archer, but it just clips its wing and sails past harmlessly.
Void appears from the shadows against the wall and stretches his hand out towards the harpy's bow -- sending psychic vibrations towards it -- but to no effect. [Bow is a magical]
The harpy screeches out a laugh,"No no, my pretties, your doom is at hand, no minor magicks will save you from my stewpot."
Dreadnought moves out of the elevator and peers up at the hovering bird-thing, harshly illuminated in the bright glare of the sunrod.
"Hmm, been awhile since I've used this," he rumbles to himself as he reaches back and pulls his longbow from its case over his shoulder. The thick wood is sturdy and well made, but otherwise unremarkable.
With deliberate movements he brings first one, then another arrow to his cheek and releases them...only to have them both fall in a short arc and skitter on the stone floor well short of the harpy.
Nonplussed, Dreadnought plucks at the bowstring and finds that it has indeed been awhile. The string has become too loose to shoot with! Grumbling to himself, the warforged quickly tightens it...
Some screeching laughter comes from the harpy,"Leave the archery to me, my pretty...."
Darv sizes up the situation and doesn't like what he sees. The gnome is no archer, that's for sure, and he's not exactly thrilled to be in the middle of combat again -- some inner voice tells him he should be inside of a nice, safe, library, and not in the middle of some ruin staring down a crazed harpy with a gigantic longbow.
He recites some very familiar words and gestures that have gotten some extensive use the past few days, and a column of fire roars from overhead of the harpy -- slamming down towards the floor.
He grimaces slightly as the harpy looks to have avoided most of the fire.
Bird-Domoris flies towards the west, entering an area of no illumination, shifting his beak into something frighteningly bestial. [OOC: Stay at current elevation of 15'?]
Morph ever resourceful move forward, pulling the tanglefoot bag from his belt. He hurls the bag at the harpy and it streaks toward the creature's chest -- the bag explodes across the chest of the bird-creature, but misses most of its wings.
"Raaarrrghh!" screeches the harpy.
Conditions:
Darv - (53/53) - Shield of Faith (80/80)
Hudder - (60/85) -
Harpy - 14 damage, covered in Tanglefoot bag goo
Round 2
Initiative:
27 - Harpy? - fly to b7 (25' elevation), attack Hudder - 2 arrows HIT for 25 damage
16 - Hudder - Drop waraxe, pull out hand axe -- attack MISS
14 - Void - Use Shatter upon Harpy's bow
13 - Dreadnought - 5' step to D22, Full attack w/bow - both MISS
9 - Darv - Cast Flame Strike - 28 damage, reflex 1/2
6 - Domoris - Fly to H14, create morphic beak
5 - Morph - Move to C19, draw and throw tanglefoot bag
"Ahhhhhh my preciouses -- more playthings," says the flying creature as it approaches the lift -- it spots Hudder against the wall and takes aim with its large bow and sends two arrows into his chest and shoulder.
"Ya stupid bird -- you'll be tastin' mah steel soon enough!" shouts Hudder as he reaches for a hand axe at his belt. He drops his waraxe at his feet and hurls the axe towards the flying archer, but it just clips its wing and sails past harmlessly.
Void appears from the shadows against the wall and stretches his hand out towards the harpy's bow -- sending psychic vibrations towards it -- but to no effect. [Bow is a magical]
The harpy screeches out a laugh,"No no, my pretties, your doom is at hand, no minor magicks will save you from my stewpot."
Dreadnought moves out of the elevator and peers up at the hovering bird-thing, harshly illuminated in the bright glare of the sunrod.
"Hmm, been awhile since I've used this," he rumbles to himself as he reaches back and pulls his longbow from its case over his shoulder. The thick wood is sturdy and well made, but otherwise unremarkable.
With deliberate movements he brings first one, then another arrow to his cheek and releases them...only to have them both fall in a short arc and skitter on the stone floor well short of the harpy.
Nonplussed, Dreadnought plucks at the bowstring and finds that it has indeed been awhile. The string has become too loose to shoot with! Grumbling to himself, the warforged quickly tightens it...
Some screeching laughter comes from the harpy,"Leave the archery to me, my pretty...."
Darv sizes up the situation and doesn't like what he sees. The gnome is no archer, that's for sure, and he's not exactly thrilled to be in the middle of combat again -- some inner voice tells him he should be inside of a nice, safe, library, and not in the middle of some ruin staring down a crazed harpy with a gigantic longbow.
He recites some very familiar words and gestures that have gotten some extensive use the past few days, and a column of fire roars from overhead of the harpy -- slamming down towards the floor.
He grimaces slightly as the harpy looks to have avoided most of the fire.
Bird-Domoris flies towards the west, entering an area of no illumination, shifting his beak into something frighteningly bestial. [OOC: Stay at current elevation of 15'?]
Morph ever resourceful move forward, pulling the tanglefoot bag from his belt. He hurls the bag at the harpy and it streaks toward the creature's chest -- the bag explodes across the chest of the bird-creature, but misses most of its wings.
"Raaarrrghh!" screeches the harpy.
Conditions:
Darv - (53/53) - Shield of Faith (80/80)
Hudder - (60/85) -
Harpy - 14 damage, covered in Tanglefoot bag goo
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