Dark Deeds On White Mountain--Game Thread

One more round

With a growl and a bit of foaming at the mouth, Lars flies into a rage and swings his greataxe at the gray-black tendrils. SWWWWOOOSH! His attack slices through what may have been a face in the haze, slicing cleanly between the eyes, but sliding right through with as much effect as if he'd hit the smoke of a fire.

After an intense conversation with his boar, Dentmus loads his sling and fires at the dragon. The bullet rockets up in a high, almost floating, arc before dropping and landing with a *pop!* right on the tip of the handle of the mining pick jutting from the dragon's shoulder, driving it in just a bit more--to the dragon's roaring chagrin and Grunt's squealling fear.

With the casting of a spell and a gritting of the teeth, The Padre spins his spear back around the way it was facing just moments earlier and starts to charge. He stops however, when he hears Haakon (" . . . exercise . . . "). His teeth go slack and he lowers his spear as realization creeps over his face. "Oh," he says, "yeah." (OOC: forgive me for ad-libbing a little with The Padre, Lazlow, I know you're distracted collecting your yard gnome before he's blown away in a hurricane)

The miner Haakon talks to runs into the crowd of villagers and barks orders. Several of the people scatter, searching for chain and thick rope.

Haakon charges at the dragon. It lunges forward to meet him with its open maw of very, very pointy teeth (attack of opportunity--has reach with its bite). Haakon spins to the side, avoiding a lethal blow, but the dragon's teeth slice at his side. Haakon, however does not stop, and skillfully swings his sword in a wide arc, landing the flat of his blade hard on the dragon's neck.

Kah leaps up onto the dragon's back, but before she can get her footing, it lunges for Haakon and she slips to the creature's side, falling into the still grasping weeds where she just manages to get back to her feet before the vines can hold her down.

The heavily battered and stabbed dragon, however, is held tightly in place. It struggles with the weeds and uproots some, but the others hold it long enough for your brave adventuring party to take further action!

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Deuce Traveler: Sorry I forgot to figure Lars' Rage into the dice rolls, if I had, you would have had a freaking 31 to hit!! Of course, your opponent is still incorporeal so your axe still would have gone right through, but impressive numbers, nonetheless.

Fenris: Haakon takes 8 damage from the bite.

Bloodweaver1: forgive me for going, but I didn't want to hold up the game too long. Jump back in as soon as you can!

Everyone, please see an important note on the OOC thread: relinked HERE for easy access.
 
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Dentmus
"Oh that was a nice shot, was it not Grunt? Lucky you say? Well... what about this one?" says Dentmus, as he goes back into his 'throws-like-a-drunken-girl' routine, uncocking another slingstone at the dragon. However, this time the shot goes far wide, possibly landing on the route to the next town.

"Now wipe that scowl off your face and stop laughing!" Dentmus says as Grunt goes into an oinking fit.
Attack roll: 2 *PAH!*
 

A small part of Lars' mind hears Haakon's command and the barbarian snarls once at the incorporeal mist, spins to the side, and switches targets, landing the flat of his axe-head onto the dragons skull in an attempt to knock it unconscious.

The blow connects and Lars growls a satisfied "HEEYA!"

OOC: Nice site, but can you double check my results. I got an 18 on the d20 and a 4 on the d10. With rage on, I believe that would make an attack result of 28 and a damage result of 10.
 

Gray Shade said:
Mist and Lars:
[sblock]The gray tendrils of smoke that are slowly whipping around the dragon are the source of the evil. Mist identifies them just about the same time that Lars accidently finds his head within them. Mist, through her spell, sees what Lars sees: a face appears in the smoke. It is a face twisted with hatred and agony and the sight of it racks Lars with pain, cold, and fear (Lars takes 8 points of damage and 2 points of Charisma damage). He almost bolts and runs back to the bar to hide under it, but remembers the battle call of Haakon's horn and the blessings of The Padre and forces himself to stand his ground--he will be no coward!

Mist divines: Whatever it is that holds the smokey tendrils together: it is quite evil and composed entirely of negative energy. It is not, however, of such a power that she is shaken by it, rather, following Lars lead, she feels only resolve.[/sblock]

Mist's resolve strengthens at the sight of the foul daemon. “Attack the smoke! It controls the dragon!!” She yells to all that can hear her as she steadies Thunder. She quickly adds “Quick, use the power of Woden on it before it is too late!” Setting her lance she spurs Thunder into action. She charges forwards, her lance now glowing and leveled at the smoky tendrils while screaming “Cursed Daemon!! Go back to the pits of hell for which you came!!”

OOC: She charges with full Power Attack and Holy Smite. Gray Shade if you want you can use the new website for the dice rolls. I trust you.
 


Dentmus grimaces at Haakon's blow. "Oh the poor dragon... but how does one attack smoke Grunt? It would be like attacking the wind... or air!"

Need to roll a crit confirm Haakon.. :)
 

Ka’ashawndrah

*Kah decides on the more prudent decision this time and tries to tumble clear of the dragon and the writhing vines.*
 

Kah attempts to roll away from the dragon, but as she gets to her feet, a vine grabs her ankle and she stumbles (failed Reflex save)just as the dragon gets its good wing loose and swings at her. With the vines holding her, she's an easy target and the wing slices through the air then across her back.

Haarkon and Lars both sweep their weapons back and flail away at the poor creature in a frenzy of well-placed blows, easily battering it into unconsciousness as it huffs a final bit of froth and slumps into a heap.

The body of the dragon collapses out from the middle of the tendrils of gray and you can all see a figure seemingly made of smoke about five feet tall with several whip-like "arms" floating where the dragon's shoulders were. Before the semi-ethereal form can take action, however, The Padre holds his spear above his head and chants a curse at the form in the ancient language of the Norns. This seems to distract the creature long enough for Mist to charge in on Thunder, her lance glowing with holy might.

The lance slides into the shadowy thing spraying sparks like a grindstone in overdrive. A horrific face full of hate appears just above the sparks, and all those watching are racked with horror and despair (see below for details).

However, before anyone can act further, the evil spirit flees. With a screech and a howl it flies back into the depths of the mine and the darkness.

Behind the party, all the townspeople who were near the front of the crowd have also been affected by the horrific appearance of the ghost. They are scared, but the rest of the crowd is keeping them from panicking.

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Tailspinner: Kah takes 9 damage from the Wing Sweep.

Fenris: You missed the crit by 1! But the dragon was down to 12 hp anyway, so you and Deuce Traveler easily KO'd it.

Lazlow: I went ahead and had The Padre try to turn.

Everyone (except Lars, who already has made his save against it) is affected by the Ghost's Frightful Presence as follows (crap, sorry, I forgot the Bless and Inspire Courage, so you all have +2 more to this save, although, it turns out it didn't matter, anyway, the following effects are all accurate):

Kah: Misses the save.She takes 1 point of Strength damage; 1 point of Dexterity damage; and 2 points of Constitution damage.

Haakon: Makes his save. No effect!

The Padre: Makes his save. No effect!

Dentmus: Makes his save. No effect!

Mist: Makes her save. No effect!
 

Lars Grimhelm takes off his horned helmet, leans against his great-axe, and wipes his brow.

"Did you see that! HAR! These bastards don't stand a lick of a chance I say! Good use of that lance, my friend! Oh wow... SOMEONE GET ME A DAMN ALE!"
 

Ulruss and Penny (Dwarven and Human, respectively) are (in no particular order) second and third loveliest of the "unattached" lasses of Hazel (there are 4 total over breeding age). Ulruss has beautiful, thick golden hair that feeds smoothly into her long, braided beard; and Penny has proud, wide, abundant hips and buttocks. For two years now, since they came of age, they both have been the cause of husbands being tweaked on the ear by their wives. I mention them because they both have had a longstanding crush on Lars, and (to the enjoyment of all the males in town and only one of the females (the uniformly accepted most attractive of the "unattached"--Shelly--a six foot giantess with no interest in men)) the two girls have quite a competition going to impress him.

Case in point: Having hung near the middle of the crowd of villagers during the fight, they are both within earshot to hear Lars' request, and immediately respond--even though it means letting the villagers they were soothing drop unceremoniously to the hard ground. Within moments, they are both trotting up the hill toward the mine entrance each holding a mug of ale in each hand, Penny giving Ulruss a mean look and Ulruss giving Penny a shove in return. They stop, however, about fifteen feet away from Lars, their eyes huge as they stare at the dragon.

"You've killed it," says Ulruss in Dwarven, awed.
 

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