Epic Problem : Prevention
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after all resistances + Damage reductions you guys dealt 3154 total between the two of them. In addition to the fact that they've obviously been getting healing from somewhere, they had a "friend Shield" which was transfering half of the Warrior's damage to the much hardier dragon.
The Dark Army is routing now that they're leader has dissapeared (And this storm has appeared).
*Dropping out of combat rounds... After about 30 seconds the storm fades and the Dragon+Warrior are nowhere to be seen.. but neither are any of the silver or white dragons that were flying in the sky, and the city is a mess, many buildings collapsed, minor flooding, acid pits everywhere, etc.
The Dark Army is routing now that they're leader has dissapeared (And this storm has appeared).
*Dropping out of combat rounds... After about 30 seconds the storm fades and the Dragon+Warrior are nowhere to be seen.. but neither are any of the silver or white dragons that were flying in the sky, and the city is a mess, many buildings collapsed, minor flooding, acid pits everywhere, etc.
Mary immediatly halts combat as the Dark Army routes, instead turning to any good warrior in need of aid and providing them healing. She gives some first aid to the wounded, and sings inspirational music to those who are near death, miraculiously healing them of their wounds. After just over 4 minutes have passed, she staggers, the weight of the battle suddenly overcoming her as she collapses.
OOC: She is going to use the rest of her bardic musics for the day in order to employ her song of life refrain and help anyone who looks like seriously need it. Other than that, she will use the heal skill to aid and stabalize those that need less healing or that she doesn't have enough Bardic Music uses to help out. Once her bardic music effects run out, she falls unconcius due to her subduel damage incurred from her Words of creation.
OOC: She is going to use the rest of her bardic musics for the day in order to employ her song of life refrain and help anyone who looks like seriously need it. Other than that, she will use the heal skill to aid and stabalize those that need less healing or that she doesn't have enough Bardic Music uses to help out. Once her bardic music effects run out, she falls unconcius due to her subduel damage incurred from her Words of creation.
Minathiel will try to gather people up and use his 9th level pearl of power to get back Mass Heal and Mass Heal the group (Heal 230 points of damage). If anyone is still injured, He will heal them.
"Can one of you find someone in command and see if there is anything else we can do? Also someone needs to watch and make sure we aren't hit again. I am going to do what I can for the wounded."
He will help the wounded soldiers, gathering them together, then using his prayer beads to increase his casting level and casting Mass Cure Critical wounds. (Healing 27 people 64 points each per casting. He will lose his reach heals first, then use his pearl of power, then move on to his 9th level spells starting with gate, then implosion, then True Ressurection, if he needs to cast more, he will)
"Can one of you find someone in command and see if there is anything else we can do? Also someone needs to watch and make sure we aren't hit again. I am going to do what I can for the wounded."
He will help the wounded soldiers, gathering them together, then using his prayer beads to increase his casting level and casting Mass Cure Critical wounds. (Healing 27 people 64 points each per casting. He will lose his reach heals first, then use his pearl of power, then move on to his 9th level spells starting with gate, then implosion, then True Ressurection, if he needs to cast more, he will)
His healing capabilities effectively exhausted, Lochlan nods to Minathiel and swoops down with Zephyr to find the commander of the Lyrevan forces.
Lochlan and Zephyr descend descend to a position 20' outside and above the main gate, and he calls to those on the wall; "The dark army appears to have been routed for now. If someone would introduce me to your commander we would like to speak with him."
Lochlan and Zephyr descend descend to a position 20' outside and above the main gate, and he calls to those on the wall; "The dark army appears to have been routed for now. If someone would introduce me to your commander we would like to speak with him."
Xialanet seems to consider the older silver into the storm when she hears a whistle coming from the battlefield. Looking down, she sees that Tharivol is signalling her down with the whistle as the knight steps to the soilders touching his hand on their shoulders, saying "You did well today, may you all keep this standard."
OOC Using lay on hands spreading 10 healing points among the first 28 people he touches, but he counties to congratulate those around him as he heads towards the city
OOC Using lay on hands spreading 10 healing points among the first 28 people he touches, but he counties to congratulate those around him as he heads towards the city
Jemal
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The knights themselves form up, allowing the other army to leave, but keeping a close eye on them. Mary runs around healing the most injured she can find, until the strain on her body finally overwhelms her, and she falls on top of a man she just saved. He looks down at her and lays his hands on her (90 healing), before picking her up and carrying her back towards the city.
The knights themselves quickly get about the business of saving lives, each of them using their own (albeit minor) healing powers. Combined with the party's efforts, you are able to save almost two hundred lives, though the rest there is little to be done for but pray.
A moment after you all arive, Lochlan calls out for the leader. Many look around, and one calls out that he saw the king go down, but then a figure wearing no armour, with a Katana at his belt, and carrying Mary, approaches and calls out "I am King Thelsan Sarutobi of Lyrevan. You have my thanks for aiding us against the Alliance. They have coveted our kingdom as far as humanity can remember, and for a thousand years, we have kept our glorious home safe." He bows deeply to each of you "You have prevented me from dishonoring my family and loosing my country, and for that I will give you whatever I can. Please, come in, I must see to my people." He motions towards the castle, and instructs his troops to begin cleaning things up. When you are a bit more alone, he motions you closer, and speaks to The group in Celestial, looking at Minathiel as he does so. "I am privy to much information that my people are not. You are an Archon, aren't you? If that is true, then the time has come, the Oaths will be broken, and the world will go to war again. Lyrevan has always and will always stand by your side. What can you tell me?"
Athear continues flying upwards trying to find the dark dragon, and breaks through the clouds just in time to see dragon and warrior scoop up the small, spherical orb, before the Dragon teleport's them away. In the last instant, Athear sees reflected inside the sphere an image of many dragons.. silver, white, blue, and gold, all trapped. You know that the only other colors of dragon on this plane are Red, and... Black.
The knights themselves quickly get about the business of saving lives, each of them using their own (albeit minor) healing powers. Combined with the party's efforts, you are able to save almost two hundred lives, though the rest there is little to be done for but pray.
A moment after you all arive, Lochlan calls out for the leader. Many look around, and one calls out that he saw the king go down, but then a figure wearing no armour, with a Katana at his belt, and carrying Mary, approaches and calls out "I am King Thelsan Sarutobi of Lyrevan. You have my thanks for aiding us against the Alliance. They have coveted our kingdom as far as humanity can remember, and for a thousand years, we have kept our glorious home safe." He bows deeply to each of you "You have prevented me from dishonoring my family and loosing my country, and for that I will give you whatever I can. Please, come in, I must see to my people." He motions towards the castle, and instructs his troops to begin cleaning things up. When you are a bit more alone, he motions you closer, and speaks to The group in Celestial, looking at Minathiel as he does so. "I am privy to much information that my people are not. You are an Archon, aren't you? If that is true, then the time has come, the Oaths will be broken, and the world will go to war again. Lyrevan has always and will always stand by your side. What can you tell me?"
Athear continues flying upwards trying to find the dark dragon, and breaks through the clouds just in time to see dragon and warrior scoop up the small, spherical orb, before the Dragon teleport's them away. In the last instant, Athear sees reflected inside the sphere an image of many dragons.. silver, white, blue, and gold, all trapped. You know that the only other colors of dragon on this plane are Red, and... Black.
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Mary awakens slowly, disoriented by the moving backround. It takes her a few moments to realize that she is being carried. She tries to look down, tries to tell her rescuer that she was fine now, that she could walk on her own, but no strength flowed to her bones, and she found all she could do was lie back and accept the weight of the sins she accepted into herself on the battlefield. As minutes passed, her lobms slowly regained the gift of movement, and as she was about to inform the man carrying her, he stopped, and began greeting what she could only surmise was a few new arrivals. After hearing the word archon however, Mary's eyes snapped open, and she once again regained a sense of placement.
"I'm fine now, good knight, you can let me down now." she said, a flash of recognition on her face as she looked down to see that the man carrying her was in fact the last man she was able to heal before succumbing to weight of battle.
"I'm afraid I wasn't able to catch your name good knight. But as good manners dictate, I shall introduce myself before inquiring. I am Mary Polis, a simple traveler dispatched to your realm in order to halt the great evils now wreaking havok across this plane." Mary gives a little bow before continuing, "And whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to?"
"I'm fine now, good knight, you can let me down now." she said, a flash of recognition on her face as she looked down to see that the man carrying her was in fact the last man she was able to heal before succumbing to weight of battle.
"I'm afraid I wasn't able to catch your name good knight. But as good manners dictate, I shall introduce myself before inquiring. I am Mary Polis, a simple traveler dispatched to your realm in order to halt the great evils now wreaking havok across this plane." Mary gives a little bow before continuing, "And whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to?"
Athearkepeskorn roars in frustration as his quarry vanishes.
"Rhodia! I thought that blast sealed off dimensional travel as well!" he frets accusingly. The elf shakes her head.
"Only if they're outisders from the lower planes! I couldn't tell if the holy energy was effective against them or not...but as it didn't lock them here, I surmise it must not have been."
The dragon growls irritably then says, "Let see about ending this storm then. Can you destroy it if I fly you to the center?"
"I can try," Rhodia answers, "it depends on how strong its magic is. Besides, with both the dragon and the knight gone, the storm should dissipate on its own. It requires constant concentration to maintain."
"Then how were they fighting?!"
She shrugs. "Maybe it wasn't them maintaining it. Or maybe they have some trick or learning that lets them maintain magic more easily than most."
"I'll fly to the storm center," Athear decides grimly. "If it's breaking up by then, we'll leave it be. If not, try some dispelling."
"Of course."
The silver dragon banked and headed towards the point the whole storm revolved around, though maintaining his altitude above the clouds.
"Rhodia! I thought that blast sealed off dimensional travel as well!" he frets accusingly. The elf shakes her head.
"Only if they're outisders from the lower planes! I couldn't tell if the holy energy was effective against them or not...but as it didn't lock them here, I surmise it must not have been."
The dragon growls irritably then says, "Let see about ending this storm then. Can you destroy it if I fly you to the center?"
"I can try," Rhodia answers, "it depends on how strong its magic is. Besides, with both the dragon and the knight gone, the storm should dissipate on its own. It requires constant concentration to maintain."
"Then how were they fighting?!"
She shrugs. "Maybe it wasn't them maintaining it. Or maybe they have some trick or learning that lets them maintain magic more easily than most."
"I'll fly to the storm center," Athear decides grimly. "If it's breaking up by then, we'll leave it be. If not, try some dispelling."
"Of course."
The silver dragon banked and headed towards the point the whole storm revolved around, though maintaining his altitude above the clouds.
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