CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk ALPHA Game (ToEE)

[Boddynock]

Coraine circles their enemy, looking for another opening, keenly aware that they must end this soon. He strikes, hoping that the cleric will be sufficiently distracted by the sheer number of blows raining down upon him to be careless of his defence.

[sblock=OOC]Attack +8 (MW battleaxe, 1d8+4, x3) - includes inspire courage bonus. AC 18 (touch 11); hp 18/20.[/sblock]

 

[Rhun]

Realizing the dire extent of his wounds, The Master goes on the defensive, and begins casting yet another spell. As he channels the divine power, his wounds begin to close before your very eyes, leaving a (mostly) healthy foe before you once again. He eyes you with a smug grin upon his face. ”My god is with me, fools! Now you will pay for your intrusion!”

Kneeling over the fallen dwarf, Kine keeps one eye upon his friends' battle with 'the Master'. His hands keep busy, uncorking the small vial and forcing as much of the potion down Ragnok's throat as he can. He tilts the dwarf's head back to encourage swallowing and then stands up and away again.

The stout dwarf responds almost immediately, leaping to his feet and reclaiming his axe. The fire burning in his eyes leaves no doubt that he is still full of fight.

Dara's blows grow even more furious, as she steps past The Master and lets her falchion sing. The barbarian woman feels her power waning already in this prolonged battle, but there's no way she could cease attacking now. Despite her new, advantageous position behind the foul cleric, though, she fails to pierce the man’s armor with her deadly blade.

Coraine circles their enemy, looking for another opening, keenly aware that they must end this soon. He strikes, hoping that the cleric will be sufficiently distracted by the sheer number of blows raining down upon him to be careless of his defense. Unfortunately for the paladin, The Master’s defenses are well in place, and Coraine fails to find a soft spot to place his axe.

Otto continues to wing lead bullets into the fray, but they continue to do little more than put small dings into The Master’s fine armor.

Verdis continues sending his blasts of arcane energy at the evil cleric, hoping to at least keep the man off-balance if nothing else. He smiles as his latest blast strikes dead on, and The Master’s evil grin fades from his face.

”Feel the righteous might of Hieroneous,” shouts Lucius as his blade penetrates The Master’s armor, opening yet another bloody wound. The evil priest is again beginning to look as though he is feeling the effects from your combined efforts.



OOC: The Master IS flanked.

Initiative Order
The Master 23, cast cure serious wounds defensively vrs DC18 28 (success)
Kine 22, administers healing potion to Ragnok (cures 8 points), move to AS28
Ragnok 14, pick up axe, stand up
Dara 14, move to AS25, attack vrs M 21 (failure)
Coraine 14, move to AT26, attack vrs M 18 (failure)
Otto 14, attack vrs M 19 (failure)
Verdis 13, ranged touch attack vrs M “20” (threat), confirm critical 14 (success), damage 7
Lucius 4, attack vrs M 24 (success), damage 8


PC Status
Coraine 18/20
Kine 8/12
Ragnok 7/22
Dara 13 (17)/19 – rage round 7/7
Jorb dead
Halivar 5/19

Opponent Status – PLAYERS NO PEEK
[sblock]
G1: dead
G2: dead
G3: dead
G4: dead
G5: -7/12
G6: dead
G7: dead
G8: dead
G9: -8/12
G10: -7/12
G11: dead
G12: -4/12 - stable
S1: dead
S2: dead
Lt: dead
Lareth: 12/36
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MAP:

 

[Land Outcast]

Rgnok's mouth is bothering, the blood which dripped in there while he was down bothered him enough, but now he sees this man, probably the one they called "Master", and can only think of "fair payback".

Let's see if he is that much of a chatterbox when he has to answer our questions

Stepping forth, "Ye be damned tae da nine fiery hells tae swim in da lake o' led and loose yer eyes tae thieves like ye" he mumbles under his boad-soaked beard... he doesn't bother to recover his shield, Ragnok spits blood at the man's feet...
"Where is yer God now?" and follows with a hack at the chest.

Can't get answers, got to squeeze them from them

OOC: Norryjar +8 (1d10+7/x3)

 

[Thanee]

Dara

Dara takes a step back from the battle, breathing heavily from the exhaustive fighting. But after a moment to catch her breath she begins casting a spell.


OOC: 5-ft. step to AR24; Renewing the Shield spell this round (no ASF).

 

[hafrogman]

With Ragnok's recovery, Kine renews his song once more and moves forward to stand against their foe, aiding his allies in their time of need with his music as well as his steel.

[sblock=ooc]FA: Drop satchel
MA: Draw sword
5ft step to AR27
SA: Attack the Master, Elven Courtblade +5 1d10+4 18-20 P/S (includes singing) [/sblock]

 

[Insight]

Otto draws his rapier, moving into the fray. "Fear not, my friends," he says. "Otto is on the way!"

[OOC: Otto draws rapier, moves to AT-27.]

 

[Scotley]

Verdis Human Warlock

Delighted with his success, Verdis attacks again.

 

[Boddynock]

Seeing Dara fall back from the fray, Coraine moves to take her place. The Master is thus flanked by the faithful of Heironeus. With a cry of "The Invincible One", Coraine ferociously attacks the enemy cleric.

[sblock=OOC]5 foot step to AS25. Attack +10 (MW battleaxe, 1d8+4, x3) - includes inspire courage and flanking bonuses. AC 18 (touch 11); hp 18/20.[/sblock]

 

[Rhun]

The Master, evil grin replaced by a troubled look, as if he finally realizes he may be outmatched, casts yet another spell, striking the warrior before him. Lucius cries out in agony as his body is wracked by convulsions, and collapses to the ground. ”You may yet defeat me,” he says quietly, ”but long will my mark remain upon you all!”

With Ragnok's recovery, Kine renews his song once more and moves forward to stand against their foe, aiding his allies in their time of need with his music as well as his steel. His blade slices in, but is failed by the plate armor worn by his foe.

Stepping forth, "Ye be damned tae da nine fiery hells tae swim in da lake o' led and loose yer eyes tae thieves like ye" he mumbles under his boad-soaked beard... he doesn't bother to recover his shield, Ragnok spits blood at the man's feet... "Where is yer God now?" and follows with a hack at the chest. The blade cuts through steel and flesh, and blood pours down The Master’s chest.

Dara takes a step back from the battle, breathing heavily from the exhaustive fighting. But after a moment to catch her breath she begins casting a spell.

Seeing Dara fall back from the fray, Coraine moves to take her place. The Master is thus flanked by the faithful of Heironeus. With a cry of "The Invincible One", Coraine ferociously attacks the enemy cleric. His eagerness is overcome by a bout of bad luck, as the paladin nearly drops his weapon in his haste to defeat the foe.

Otto draws his rapier, moving into the fray. "Fear not, my friends," he says. "Otto is on the way!" The Master, obviously more concerned about his larger foes and not paying attention to the presence of the halfling, presents an easy target for Otto. His rapier slips through a joint in the cleric’s armor and into his stomach. Overwhelmed by the sheer number of injuries, The Master drops to the ground to lie very still.



OOC: The Master IS flanked.

Initiative Order
The Master 23, cast inflict moderate wounds, touch attack vrs Lucius 19 (success), damage 18
Kine 22, attack vrs M 14 (failure)
Ragnok 14, attack vrs M 24 (success), damage 9
Dara 14, cast shield
Coraine 14, attack vrs M “1” (failure)
Otto 14, attack vrs M “20” (threat), confirm critical 19 (failure), damage 4
Verdis 13,

PC Status
Coraine 18/20
Kine 8/12
Ragnok 7/22
Dara 13/19 – fatigued
Jorb dead
Halivar dead

Opponent Status – PLAYERS NO PEEK
[sblock]
G1: dead
G2: dead
G3: dead
G4: dead
G5: -8/12
G6: dead
G7: dead
G8: dead
G9: -9/12
G10: -8/12
G11: dead
G12: -4/12 - stable
S1: dead
S2: dead
Lt: dead
Lareth: -1/36
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Experience Earned: 994 each...welcome to Level 3!

 

[Boddynock]

Coraine stands panting, surveying the scene, then says, "We have been victorious."

He then kneels to examine Lucius. After a moment he looks up grimly and adds, "But at great cost."

Closing the young cleric's staring eyes, he bows his head and says, "Great heart, Valiant Knight, receive here your faithful servant, slain in battle with an evil foe! Feast with him, cause songs to be sung of his deeds! Know that he was valorous, as befits your priest, and gentle, as should all true warriors be! We commend him to you, good Lord: he is your own!"

Then, turning to the fallen Master, he checks for a pulse. If he finds one, he says to the others, "What of this filth? He yet lives, though the life is nearly gone from him. Do we bring him back to the threshold of health, so that we can question him as to the corruption of this place? Surely we can arrange persuasions for him? Can any of you seek to sap his will?"

"We must rest and recover. Let us search the immediate area, then secure it and make bivouac. As to the rest, well, let us search their bodies and claim their goods. A portion we should send to Jorb's family, if we can find them. And a portion for Lucius' kin. It is the least we can do for those who gave their lives in our fellowship."