The Hightower Convention Center Ballroom, Downtown, Coast City
April 16
21:22
Professor Fate flies up toward Jorgi, offering to help him. As he approaches, he can see that the young man is quite ill - sickly pale and covered in pustules. Jorgi's attention only briefly turns from Pestilence to Professor Fate, acknowledging his presence. He continues to unload lightning bolts at the weakening Pestilence.
Judging by the intense corona of electrical energy still surrounding Jorgi, Professor Fate concludes that it would be risky to attempt to heal him, so he holds back ready to step in if given a chance.
Jorgi's attack connects again. Finally, Pestilence's form twitches and goes limp...unconscious. (Attack roll 4+10+2=16, hit; dmg save - nat 1 [fail, unconscious]
Jorgi finally starts to come out of his crazed focus on Pestilence. It gets through to him that the newcomer, Professor Fate, had just offered to try healing him. He drops his electric field to allow him to come closer. The Professor lays his hands on the young man and channels his healing ability. To the dismay of both, it appears to have no effect.
Granite picks himself up from the debris of the table and looks at the ceiling, trying to judge where in the masseuss' office would correspond to the location of the unarmed man above. He picks a corner of the room and casually tosses a couch clear of the area.
The unarmed man, in a panic from the poison seeping through his system, tries desperately to shake off the spiders. He conjures forth a bowling-ball sized globule of liquid metal and tries to splash it in the center of the swarm's mass. It hits the floor and spreads, but only a couple spiders are caught in the quick-hardening liquid. (Snare attack roll 20, miss)
Tarentula, after dodging the metal goo, skitters around to the opposite side of the unarmed man, gaining some distance from the swordsman. He stretches the swarm and again bites him repeatedly. Under a heavy second dose of venom, the unarmed man drops to the floor...awake but unable to move. (Attack roll - nat 20, hit; Fort save - nat 1...villain pt reroll 6, fail [drain 8 Str - to zero])
The swordsman, seeing the unarmed man fall under the swarm of spiders, lets out a cry. He sounds genuinely upset and hurt. He places his sword against his chest and it melds seamlessly into his armor. The swordsman then runs to his fallen comrade's side and throws himself at Tarentula's outstretched swarm. The razors cut into the swarm, slicing many and again causing great pain. (Attack roll - nat 20, hit; dmg save roll (w/Evasion this time) - nat 1...reroll 9+10=19 [1 lethal hit, no stun])
As Tarentula flinches back from the razor cloud, the swordsman makes sure to position the bulk of his body between the fallen man and the spider swarm. In a voice that sounds on the verge of tears, he says to Tarentula, "What have you done to him? Just leave him alone!"
The centipede woman pulls herself up from under the tipped table. She watches Jorgi drop Pestilence and decides that she has had enough of this adventure. She crosses the room in a mere moment, yelling at the swordsman in a dry, clicking voice as she goes, "You might want to clear out. Our fearless leader is down." She makes it through the kitchen door.
Initiative:
Prof Fate 22
Jorgi 19
Pestilence 18 (unconscious)
Granite 10
Unarmed 9.8 (immobile)
Tarentula 9.5
Swordsman 9
Centipede 8 (departing)
ooc - Amazing string of rolls, eh? Three nat 1's on saving throws and two natural 20's on attacks. Ugly for the recipients.
