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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ashy" data-source="post: 1880533" data-attributes="member: 312">ROUND 3Initative:Kyron: 18P.C. 17Julian: 16Bad guys: 16Kiera: 13Tristan: 11Kyron sees that PC's evil-looking spell has the bat-winged creature held by the legs so the luminous takes a step back and starts to chant another war invocation creating a second sword to send after one of the acid spitters. His original sword of light continues to slash at the would-be freynapper, striking again on the creature’s back. Another rosy line blossoms on the thing’s wing, drawing a pain-laden growl from its fanged lips.The newly conjured blade materializes with a flash of light, casting stark shadows on the frost-covered ground. It slashes at one of the winged snakes, but the creature seems just as agile and dexterous in the air as do its land-bound cousins; the sword misses utterly."Throw down your sword, call off your serpents, and surrender." the luminous intones with grim finality, his words trailed by a smoky wake in the frigid air.“Stinking asherake!” P.C. spits the words like bile from his mouth, his eyes glowing with a feral light in the gloom. “I guess yer not so tough now that you’ve been grounded, eh? I’ll have your skull as a chamber pot a’fore I’m through!” With that, the frey quickly produces a small sack and a stub of a candle from his belt pouch, and begins casting, hissing and screeching horribly…The asherake snarls silently and spits a long stream of saliva through its front clenched fangs. The stream nearly hits P.C., landing on the stone with a wet plop, but the frey is entrenched in his spell, and does not notice. The creature then looks to Kyron coldly, and in response to the luminous’ demand, simply states, “Never. Even to die in my Lord’s service is a gift, though I cannot be killed by weaklings and simpletons the likes of you.”With a show of defiance and will that is utterly chilling, the creature ignores the snapping maws at his legs and raises his massive blade above his head with both hands. With a grunt, the asherake flings the weapon, end over end, towards Kyron.One moment, Kyron is reeling at the thing’s unorthodox tactics, and the next, he is looking at the haft of the sword, sticking out of his chest, in complete disbelief…  His ears are filled with the thudding sounds of rushing blood and the coarse laughter of the creature before him, who is drawing a dagger and attacking the writhing tentacles around his legs.Mid-way in his swing back towards the wall, the monk drops lightly onto the tiny spur of rock which supports his two wounded friends; letting the bulk of the rope slide back through his fingers, but retaining a firm hold on his tangible connection to his friends above. From there, it is child’s play for the monk to squat and reach down to pour the contents of the potion into Baja’s open mouth.The albino half-orc sputters like a drowning man and his eyelids flutter open. A groan escapes his lips, but it is the groan of a living being, not of one who has passed into realms beyond…It is then that Julian feels a light, wet fog fall upon the back of his neck and his hand. Fiery pinpricks of pain dance along behind the wetness and the monk smells the burning of flesh, cloth, hair and rope……then rope falls limp in his hands……a snake shoots by on bat-like wings…At that same moment, Kiera is struck by three small arrows of ebony eldritch energy. Squinting at the pain, her eyes follow the arrows’ course only to see the asherake which she just hammered with her spell lower a smooth black wand – a smug smile upon its feline face. Then, the creature is gone, winking out of sight completely.However, Kiera’s eyes, pointed heavenwards, spy something else of import. Those same eyes widen with fear and surprise and the priestess quickly casts a spell, causing a new, small sun to blossom in the blackness to the east.  Several screams are left in the after-effects of the spell, and a bat-winged form plummets from the sky, trailing holy fire...Tristan winces as the acid spray singes his skin, and curses as he watches his javelin fly straight past his foe. He reaches over his back and draws his blade, watching his enemies as they circle… Two winged serpents close in on the knight, each flanking him. Chills run down the man’s spine as he senses the malevolent intellect behind the glittering eyes of the serpents and as one lunges in for the attack, his sword snaps out like metal lightening, flickering in the cold night air. The blade cuts down, severing the serpent cleanly behind its right bat-wing and cutting the thing completely in twain; it falls to the stone with a wet slap.The other serpent, however, plunges its fangs into the base of the man’s neck just below the line where the skull affixes to the neck. The bite would have likely proven fatal for a lesser-armored man, but Tristan’s full plate easily deflects the razor sharp fangs. The winged snake withdraws, a look of disgust (if possible) crossing its serpentine features…---------------------------------------------OOC: Note I rolled randomly for Julian’s dispersal of the potion, seeing as he said Xerxes and Kiera said Baja…  Just so happened that Baja’s mouth was open – as usual – and so he got the potion first…Kyron/Kiera: [spoiler]Rolled a nat 20 with a nat 19 on that one (and that was with the -4 for improvised weapon) – sorry, mate! Sword damage: 2d10+4: (9 + 7) + 4 = 20[/spoiler]Baja/Kiera: [spoiler]CLW potion: 1d8+25: (7)  + 25 = 32 hit points regained[/spoiler]Julian/Kiera: [spoiler]Acid damage: 5 points[/spoiler]Kiera: [spoiler]magical damage: 3d4+1: (3 + 4 + 1)  + 1 = 9; also, you see more asherake (three, or possibly four), incoming…I assume you want to cast holy smite there?[/spoiler]Xerxes/Kiera: [spoiler]down another hp to -3[/spoiler]Do not forget your elation bonuses!  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />Tristan: Cross one of those CLW potions off your list, please.Baja: roll init!  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /></blockquote>

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