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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rybaer" data-source="post: 1528879" data-attributes="member: 118">The Hightower Convention Center Ballroom, Downtown, Coast CityApril 1621:22Professor Fate, in his insubstantial form, zips down the hallway.  He passes through a couple walls and into the ballroom right behind the muscular guy he spoke with in the stairwell a minute or so ago.  He notes that the man's flesh now has a stony appearance to it.  The Professor arrives right in the midst of most of the action.  Much to his relief, he sees that most of the attendees have fled the immediate area of the battle.Jorgi unleashes another bolt of lightning at Pestilence.  The bolt takes him in the side, scorching but not seriously impairing him.  (Attack roll 15+10=25, hit; dmg save 20 vs 22 [stun hit])In spite of the rags covering his face, Jorgi gets the impression that Pestilence is scowling bitterly at him.  Again, Pestilence waves his arm in Jorgi's direction and another wave of sickness strikes him.  This time, howver, Jorgi's body is able to fight against it.  (Attack roll 24, hit; Will save 18+2=20, success)The unarmed man finally shakes off the shock of Jorgi's opening attack.  He looks at the arrival of Professor Fate, but for the moment holds.Granite moves to intercept the centipede woman and she seems only too willing to take him on.  He tries to wrap his arms around her torso but finds only air where she was a moment earlier.  (Attack roll 4+8=12, miss; ooc - taunting takes a half action, which is more than can be accomodated in this round...figured you'd prefer to start the attack first.)The unarmed man grins slightly under the visor of his helm when he sees Granite come into the room.  He points at the floor beneath Granite and a wave of hazy green light springs forth.  The floor immediately begins to crumble and collapse beneath Granite.  He realizes what is happening quickly enough to jump clear before a sizable chunk of the floor disappears into the massuess' office below.  (Reflex save 19+3=22, success)The bulk of Tarentula's spider swarm pulls back from the swordsman.  Again, the closest spiders fail to find a chink in the armor.  In the effort, the spiders on his armor are chopped apart by the whirling cloud of razor sharp metal bits.  The pain is ripples through his multiple parts.  (Damage save 12+2=14, fail [1 lethal hit])The swordsman takes advantage of Tarentula's pain to press his attack with his oversized sword.  The writhing of the swarm throws his aim and he misses again.  (Attack roll 11, miss)Just as Granite is catching his balance from evading the crumbling floor, the centipede woman is upon him.  Her mandibles snap in and clamp down on his shoulder.  They are completely unable to penetrate his stony hide and she is forced to release her grip.  (Attack roll 19, hit; damage save auto success from Protection)Initiative:Prof Fate 22Jorgi 19Pestilence 18Granite 10Unarmed 9.8Tarentula 9.5Swordsman 9Centipede 8</blockquote>

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