Constables of the 14th Ward Part 2

[pathfinderq1]

Having seen the two trolls heal from what ought to have been deadly wounds, Thea had no interest in testing the boundaries of such unnatural regrowth. As Jonas dismembered one of the beasts, Thea flickered back into view nearby, with a tightly-stoppered flask in each hand. Moving carefully, she popped one of the containers open, and dribbled some oozing chemical concoction across the still-fresh wounds.

OOC: After Jonas does his CdG on Frick, Thea will use her flask of acid to seal the deal. She has a flask of alchemists fire ready for Frack, after the others chop him up a bit.

 

[Rhun]

Brae shakes his head and gives his fellow constables a disapproving frown as he looks over their wounds. "I don't know about you constables. No appreciation for qaulity work." Pulling a wand from his belt, he looks about at his companions. "Who is first?"

 

[Fenris]

Jonas gives a Thea a wink as she pours the acid over the Troll. Jonas heads back to rub Bruno's head. He had stayed put where he had been told too. Jonas didn't want him risking getting posioned.

 

[Leif]

Bruno lives for Jonas's praise, as always, and Bruno nuzzles Jonas's hand as his big ol' tail whomps back and forth rhythimically.

 

[Helfdan]

Alarion: Hp 31/41 (65), constitution 7/14

Alarion turns about, sword at the ready, both seeking other foes and looking at his friends. His handsome face is pale, and he is breathing heavily, but his expression is all business. "Are you all well, my friends?"
On hearing Brae's words, however, he cannot help but give a tired smile. "My apologies if I keep you busy, Father Talisker. But I believe the one reason master Ironshirt hired me was so that I would stand between the rest of you and harm..." He looks sideways at Raoul. "Although I am not always successful, given the courageous nature of our comrades."

 

[Leif]

Alarion's Con Loss

OOC: Don't forget, Alarion, and anyone else who lost constitution in this fight: "He loses 1 hit point per hit die for every point by which his constitution modifier drops." DMG p. 290. (So that works out to be about one hp per hit die for every two points of con lost (depending on whether your con is odd or even), or about another 18 hp in Alarion's case.) But, "A hit point score can't be reduced by constitution damage or drain to less than 1 hit point per hit die." This may adversely affect the health of some of our constables right now.

OOC: And there is some question about whether the hp loss resulting from con loss can be healed until the con damage is healed. Personally, I don't see how it could be.

 

[Rhun]

OOC: And there is some question about whether the hp loss resulting from con loss can be healed until the con damage is healed. Personally, I don't see how it could be.

OOC: It can't be until his CON is restored; his MAX hit points have to be recalculated based on his current CON. (Which is why he shows Alarion current MAX hit points as 41, I belive.)

 

[Scotley]

Seeing how Thea Flame-Broil Fricassees and makes Ceviche of Forest Troll it is no wonder the Constables prefer to eat at the Polished Stave rather than her house. Regardless of how unappetizing the results may be, the Trolls will not recover from this culinary treatment. Careful looking about reveals no additional foes hiding in the foliage.

OOC: See the out of character thread for experience points.

 

[Rhun]

Seeing that Alarion appears to be in the worst shape of any of the constables due to the effects of the poison weapons, Brae moves to the knight's side. "Though I cannot mend all of your hurts, this should help some." Brae prays to Meda to restore the knight's vitality, and then once his spell is completed, proceeds to use one of his wands as necessary to heal the group's battle wounds.



AC 21, HP: 50/50

Cast lesser restoration on Alarion, restoring 4 consitution points.

Brae will then use 1 charge of his wand of lesser vigor on each Alarion, Raul and Soulfetter (total of 3 charges), healing each one of 11 points of damage.


[sblock=SPELLS PREPPED]
-- Spells Per Day
---- Level 0 (DC14): 5
---- Level 1 (DC15): 4 + 1 domain
---- Level 2 (DC16): 4 + 1 domain
---- Level 3 (DC17): 3 + 1 domain

-- Level 0: detect magic, create water, resistance, light, guidance
-- Level 1: shield of faith, lesser vigor, divine favor, bless + (d) charm person
-- Level 2: animalistic power, silence, spiritual weapon, sound burst + (d) lesser restoration
-- Level 3: dispel magic, summon monster III, searing light + (d) fly
[/sblock]

 

[Lou]

Ederaul Mamier AC 19 HP 31/35 (41) 10/12 CON

Having heard the sloshing behind him, Raul moves left 5 ft at the end of his turn, allowing space for Alarion or whoever is coming up to finish off the troll.

After the trolls are dispatched:

Alarion turns about, sword at the ready, both seeking other foes and looking at his friends. His handsome face is pale, and he is breathing heavily, but his expression is all business. "Are you all well, my friends?"
On hearing Brae's words, however, he cannot help but give a tired smile. "My apologies if I keep you busy, Father Talisker. But I believe the one reason master Ironshirt hired me was so that I would stand between the rest of you and harm..." He looks sideways at Raoul. "Although I am not always successful, given the courageous nature of our comrades."

Raul grins up at his friend, "Someone has to soften them up for you and Darius. Right, Soulfetter?" Raul turns laughing towards the even taller Constable.

"Many thanks for the prayers of Meda and the healing." Raul says to Brae.

OOC: Healed 11 HP from Brae.