[e20 PF] And with strange aeons...

[Thaven]

OOC: Points at Thorn. "Look Balor...she's the one you want. Go git'er."

*bats eyelashes*

 

[Scott DeWar]

OOC: Points at Thorn. "Look Balor...she's the one you want. Go git'er."

*bats eyelashes*

ooc: "you must spread more apple butter before toasting Thaven again"

 

[fireinthedust]

OOC: Ah, but there's one more thing we didn't consider: the shadow fabrication from earlier. Mal pointed out to me that he used the Shades spell after conjuring Shadows, using Shades to cast Fabricate to make the Shadows into a type of poison (that massive black shadow that surrounded Xanfire, and I suppose also Rook. A lot of that stuff. It's a DC17 fortitude save, but the amount of a poison means more doses, which gives a cumulative save penalty, which means a higher save DC. Xanfire made his save, but that was to the illusion. Shades means the poison is still 80% real to Unbelievers, ergo I'll knock off some of the DC to the actual save; or I can knock off some of the STR loss. Poison: Shadow Essense: Save 1/rd for 6 rounds. Saving throw: DC24 (17+10 for doses, -20%) Xanfire and Rook: please roll a Fort save, once per round for six rounds. If you make a save, you can ignore future saving throws (ie: the first of the 6 that you make means you can ignore the remaining ones). I'd let it go, but Mal has a point; and we did just kill his character. Mal: please delete the part after you describe Mal dying, because they have no way to know that. Foreshadowing is my job, thanks!

 

[Thaven]

What was this mystery save for? http://www.enworld.org/forum/playing-game/298270-e20-pf-strange-aeons-30.html#post5552446

I think I'm good.

 

[WarlockLord]

ooc: Foreshadowing deleted. Sorry, couldn't resist.

 

[fireinthedust]

OOC: The saving throw is for a shadow poison Mal let loose during the combat. It's still dosing Xanfire and Rook, who didn't roll for it earlier. Just roll; it's a Fort save. The Solar can counter it, but I want to know if it has to spend resources on this, or if you make your saves.

The Balor sees Thorn tear through Malacarus, and with a snarl on its lips it spews in a gutteral abyssal accent Next time you'll not fare so well, mortals!

And with that, it vanishes.

The Solar waves its hand and the remaining shadow-poison vanishes. Xanfire! Dost thou need the curative magic at my disposal? I can heal thee, and I feel that I needs must if thou art injured, for I come bearing news of greatest import for thou and thine companions. There is but little time left, and much to do yet.

 

[Thaven]

OOC: What was the mystery save for?

 

[Scott DeWar]

OOC: Thavin: it iwas for the shadow poison I thought he said.

 

[Thaven]

OOC: Thavin: it iwas for the shadow poison I thought he said.

OOC: Oh alright. Well I saved twice then. No problems.

The Balor ominously foreshadows their next meeting. Rook smiles beneath his helmet and says simply: "Run away with your little whip between your legs, fiend. When next we meet the result will be the same."

Then the Balor teleports away. The secret grin is nearly breaching his armor.

Not entirely trusting the situation, Rook keeps his weapons out and ready, though he doesn't brandish them at the Broken Eagles. He just appears cautious; as though perhaps there is more to this than it appears."

Quirking a brow at the Solar he quipped, "Lord Cleric it seems in addition to your many other talents you're a seer; summon a Solar to your aid and he just happens to have an important message...."

Rook eyed the Solar warily. Very curious. He would let introductions wait until the Solar relayed his message; unless pressed, of course.

 

[Shayuri]

Thorn grabbed the remains of Malacarus, and unrolled her flying carpet. The playing with gravity schtick was annoying. Her expression was a peculiar combination of stormy and self-satisfied as she came coasting on the carpet to rejoin the others, a dead drow in front of her in a pile.

"If you guys don't mind, I'd like to make a quick stop back at my place to kill that demon he left there, and maybe set up some unpleasantness for when he next shows up there."

She grimaced. "Gods, that's an expensive loss, I might add. It took forever to set that place up, and now it's compromised. I wish I could kill him again right now. But it'll have to wait..."