Academy of Drell, Part 6

[Zhure]

Rallyn Paenderig, Lyrique and Mortimer, accompanied by Boromin, with Sildarin (with Doyle), Keith, Charlotte and Travellios in the cave

Initiatives:
Keith 23 (at the boulder)
Mortimer 17 (moved up to give Argent time to rethink)
Lyrique 17
Dire Bear 17 [down 12 hit points], in grease effect
Sildarin 15 (in the cave)
Paenderig 15
Travellios 14 (trapped in the larder)
Charlote 4 (trapped in the larder)
Rallyn 1 <- up next
Boromin 1 (down in negatives, 16 hits)

Paenderig launches a healing arrow at Mortimer. Cured 7 points.

Travellios and Charlotte hear the light tapping of Keith outside the boulder.

 

[Jeremy]

Rallyn loads and fires his crossbow, taking a five foot step back. One of these days I'm going to have to learn how to move the air fast enough to strike with it...

Attack Roll: 17 (14 roll +3 mod), Damage: 8 (8 roll), 6 bolts remaining.

 

[Velenne]

The long, slender ears of Travellios catch the tapping from outside.

"Someone may have found us indeed."

Probably one of the briefest things the elf has ever said. Normally one for much talk and little action, an idea strikes him. He attempts to copy the tapping he hears.

"Perhaps he knows the tap-click language of the Ya'ran Chek'li! Not that I do, but it would fascinating to learn. You know, bug people? Tall, like praying mantises?" He makes pincers with his slender hands and touches the ends of them together, "Quite fearsome in battle, I hear."

 

[Tokiwong]

Keith taps back, mimicing Travellios' tone, and waits for a reply.

 

[Velenne]

Travellios replies, tap for tap.

"Well whomever or whatever it is seems to be of the somewhat intelligent sort."

 

[Calim]

Paendaerig tries to hide again and fires off another shot at the bear.


Hide Check 21+12 rolled - 20 for acting as well = 13

Attack Roll: 15 (7 roll +8 mod), Damage: 5 (4 roll), 48 arrows remaining
if hide successful 11 damage sneak attack

 

[Zhure]

Rallyn Paenderig, Lyrique and Mortimer, accompanied by Boromin, with Sildarin (with Doyle), Keith, Charlotte and Travellios in the cave

Initiatives:
Keith 23 (at the boulder)
Mortimer 17 (double move away)
Lyrique 17 < - up next
Dire Bear 17 [down 20 hit points], in grease effect
Sildarin 15 (in the cave)
Paenderig 15
Travellios 14 (trapped in the larder)
Charlote 4 (trapped in the larder)
Rallyn 1
Boromin 1 (down in negatives, 16 hits)

Rallyn steps back, loads his crossbow and looses another bolt, the bolt sticking out of the bear's hide like spines on a porcupine.

Keith continues tapping at the boulder, getting a response from Travellios.

Mortimer scampers back from the raking claws of the bear, moving well beyond it's reach.

Argent, roll 6d6, then the bear is up next.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Fire ball damage: 6+5+3+1+4+4= 23

 

[Zhure]

Rallyn Paenderig, Lyrique and Mortimer, accompanied by Boromin, with Sildarin (with Doyle), Keith, Charlotte and Travellios in the cave

Initiatives:
Keith 23 (at the boulder)
Mortimer 17 (double move away)
Lyrique 17 < - up next
Dire Bear 17 [down 58 hit points], out of grease effect
Paenderig 15
Sildarin 15 (in the cave) <- up next
Travellios 14 (trapped in the larder)
Charlote 4 (trapped in the larder)
Rallyn 1
Boromin 1 (down in negatives, 16 hits) [/b]

Lyrique launches a fire pellet from the staff Sildarin acquired from the orc shaman aboard the longboat. The bear slips in the grease, as the pellet explodes directly in front of its face. roll 3+9 reflex = 12, DC 14, takes 23 points of damage. Some of the flames jet into the cave mouth, lighting it brilliantly, but Keith and Sildarin are far enough in to avoid any of the heated blast; Charlotte and Travellios are protected both by the distance and the huge rock in front of them.

As Rallyn is the closest of those injuring it, the bear roars out a mighty scream of anger and charges forward, chomping down with it's immense fangs. roll 19 + a lot + 2 for charge (my dice hate you), hit; damage = 2d8+5 = 6+8+5= 19 for Rallyn.The bear's AC is again 15 for charging. Reflex save = 9 roll +9 reflex = 18 vs grease effect. The bear has moved out of the grease.

The bright flash of light makes it easy for Sildarin's elven eyes to pick out a large cavern, some fifty feet across down the "hall" from the larder holding Travellios and Charlotte. While he only has a momentary glimpse, it appears to be plushly laden with furred rugs, draped over a stone bench, making a sort of rude couch. No one is visible within the room itself as the brief light of the fireball fades. From the smell, it's apparent the bear lives here as well as the giant.

Paenderig uses the distraction of the bear's obsession with Rallyn, and the flare of the fire-wand, to duck behind a rock, snapping off a shot when the bear isn't looking. Bear takes 15, but further ranged sneak attacks, since it knows you're there now, will impose a penalty to bluff and a standard action.

 

[Dalamar]

Sildarin calls out, not yelling but in a normal speaking voice.
"Keith?... The giant isn't here... I'll help the others."
Sildarin runs towards the cave's mouth, drawings his ferroplasmic bow as he does.