Round 3 - COMPLETE
It takes Shoon a great amount of willpower to remain concentrated in the fight while being repeatedly deafened by his teammates' attempts to assist him. He must maintain his composure however, and resist the urge to severely cuss Ciaran out if he is to survive this fight. So if he cannot be harmed, he must be restrained. The monk moves to grab hold of the wizard, but the magical fields of force swirling about Falrinth prevent Shoon from grasping hold.
"Wrestle him to the ground Shoon!" Sir Merrick shouts again, though Shoon cannot hear him. His javelins having proved worthless thus far, Merrick is torn...brave the raging inferno before him, or leave Shoon to fight the enemy alone. The knight shakes his head...it would do no good to rush through the flames if he was killed during the effort.
Falrinth continues to back away from the monk, casting yet another spell. Twin lines of crimson fire burst from the mage's fingers, both striking Shoon full on. The monk cries out in searing agony and falls to the ground, smoke curling lazily into the air from his blackened body. The wizard cackles in glee at the defeat of his foe.
"By the gods..." Aeron mumbles. Realizing that, indeed, the warriors need to close in, even if it means going through the fire, Aeron heals Zirat with a prayer to the Shining One. The Last Prophet still ignores his own bleeding, but Zirat now looks much improved, with most of his wounds healed.
Aeron's glowing mace pursues the wizard out of sight.
Thinking again, Zirat decides that the whole group lies in immediate danger, if Shoon is dead than he must protect the others, and this wizard is way above their abilities. Nothing can be worse than this, and his wall of fire is protecting us as from the wizard as well. "To the door," Zirat calls and moves to the trapdoor, trying to open it with force.
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Zirat opens the trapdoor, which opens in the floor of a twenty foor diameter circular chamber. The floor is covered with dirt, dust, bones and dried husks of animals. The ceiling is masked in heavy webs...the webs look more like cobwebs, lined in dust and dirt; Whatever creature made them is probably long gone.
A single ten foot wide corridor exits the chamber to the east.
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Deren moves to follow after Zirat...
Ciaran looks around. Something still isn't right, much like the demon from earlier. It's the wall of fire! We aren't being destroyed, we are being captured! Or tortured and destroyed. Now that people are dropping, though, we cannot retreat... "I want to know what's through the trap door, but it might make things worse." But until then, if we can't bring the mage to the fire, bring the fire to the mage. Using a minor magic, Ciaran telekentically lifts the broom, sending it through the wall of fire, where it comes out flaming on the far side...
Wall of fire = opaque, provides concealment
Initiative Count
Shoon 20: grapple attempt, attack vrs Falrinth 21 (failure)
Merrick 17: javelin vrs Falrinth 11 (failure)
Falrinth 16: 5' step; cast scorching ray vrs Shoon: Ray 1 vrs Shoon 18 (success), damage 17; Ray 2 vrs Shoon 19 (success), damage 14
Aeron 15: cast cure moderate wounds on Zirat (14 points),
Spiritual Weapon 15: attack vrs Falrinth 24 (success), damage 3
Deren 15: delays/moves
Zirat 7: moves to trapdoor, opens portal
Ciaran 5: cast mage hand, manipulate broom
PC Status
Zirat: 34/40
Aeron: 5/31, spiritual weapon (+7, 1d8+1) round 2/4
Merrick: 23/31
Deren: 12/25
Ciaran: 8/20
Shoon: -8/23, deafened, dying
