For the Greater Good
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OOC - "Loss of the darkness effect"? Did I miss something?
*Lyssia's bow pinpoints the lamed priest with Darren's dagger sticking out of its leg, and launches two more arrows into it. The priest staggers, shaking its head, but doesn't fall.*
*Sebastian and Staeven prepare themselves for battle, while Darren moves into position. Nessa, Norin, and Sylinda wait and watch for their chance to strike.*
*The priests wait at the edge of the darkness, their censers swinging, but even the wounded one takes no further move. Within the darkness, you can all hear scraping of wood on wood. A stench of the grave, of things unwholesome and vile begins to waft through the air, and unholy moans and screams can be heard from inside the darkness.*
*Sebastian and Staeven prepare themselves for battle, while Darren moves into position. Nessa, Norin, and Sylinda wait and watch for their chance to strike.*
*The priests wait at the edge of the darkness, their censers swinging, but even the wounded one takes no further move. Within the darkness, you can all hear scraping of wood on wood. A stench of the grave, of things unwholesome and vile begins to waft through the air, and unholy moans and screams can be heard from inside the darkness.*
Jarval
Explorer
Whatever that sound is, it can't be a good thing. *Nessa thinks, and begins to cast again. The near-pain she feels when using the disrupting power granted to her floods across Nessa's senses as she blindly looses her spell into the darkness.*
(Nessa's casting an area Dispel Magic into the darkness, as close to the center as she can while making sure to keep her companions out of the area of effect.)
(Nessa's casting an area Dispel Magic into the darkness, as close to the center as she can while making sure to keep her companions out of the area of effect.)
*Nessa's magic penetrates the darkness, and like a pure wind, the darkness disperses like smoke. Once it does, you quickly wish it didn't. What stands before you is nothing less than a menagerie of nightmares, a potent and lethal combination of undead that should have never been brought together.*
*The tallest is still standing from its coffin, a nine-foot tall skeletal creature with a tiny figure lodged in its ribcage, crying for mercy. Two gray-skinned creatures of more normal proportions look at you with blank white eyes out of alien faces. In the dappled sunlight their skin already is beginning to burn. A particularly digusting one appears as a human-sized skeletal corpse with a long clawed tongue hanging out of its mouth. It cackles when it sees you all.*
*A hooded figure bearing a staff looks at you with black eyes, its drawn white flesh having the deathly pallor of the grave. Three other zombie-like things have eyes that glow with red hatred, one hand huge and clawed, snarls at you. Five remarkably clean skeletons bears curved swords and glimmering amulets, while two other heavily armored zombie-like creatures bear metal shields with an ancient noble device and glowing longswords.*
*The skeletons point their fingers at you, darts of light striking Sylinda, Sebastian, Staeven, Nessa, and Lyssia. The hooded one's staff glows and a furious burst of fire blossoms in the midst of the party.*
*While Aerofax rears and bucks, her rider is not so fortunate, and Sebastion takes the worst of the fiery cloud, partially shielding her. While Staeven cannot leap aside so adroitly, between his ring and his own tough hide, he avoids most of the fire's fury. Lyssia leaps aside, but still feels punishing heat scortching her feet and legs. Norin and Darren twist and flip out of the way with a grace that leaves them entirely unscortech. Nessa avoids the worst of the cloud, her ring and her celestial heritage protecting her from any damage. Sylinda lets the fire wash over her, the magic not enough to penetrate to her, while Aeric wheels over and doesn't even get a feather burnt.*
*The priest move behind the undead and begin to chant, whilst the rest of the horrors begin to move ahead.*
[OOC - Sebastion, take 35 points of fire damage, Staeven, Aerofax, Lyssia, take 17 points of fire damage, Nessa, Saint Norin, Darren, Aeric, and Sylinda take no damage. I believe I applied everyone's SR and fire resistance accordingly, tell me if I missed anything.
Initiative
26 - Darren
21 - Staeven
18 - Lyssia
17 - Saint Norin
14 - Sylinda
10 - Undead
9 - Demon priests
8 - Nessa
2 - Sebastian and Aerofax
You don't have to post in order, but just so you guys know.]
*The tallest is still standing from its coffin, a nine-foot tall skeletal creature with a tiny figure lodged in its ribcage, crying for mercy. Two gray-skinned creatures of more normal proportions look at you with blank white eyes out of alien faces. In the dappled sunlight their skin already is beginning to burn. A particularly digusting one appears as a human-sized skeletal corpse with a long clawed tongue hanging out of its mouth. It cackles when it sees you all.*
*A hooded figure bearing a staff looks at you with black eyes, its drawn white flesh having the deathly pallor of the grave. Three other zombie-like things have eyes that glow with red hatred, one hand huge and clawed, snarls at you. Five remarkably clean skeletons bears curved swords and glimmering amulets, while two other heavily armored zombie-like creatures bear metal shields with an ancient noble device and glowing longswords.*
*The skeletons point their fingers at you, darts of light striking Sylinda, Sebastian, Staeven, Nessa, and Lyssia. The hooded one's staff glows and a furious burst of fire blossoms in the midst of the party.*
*While Aerofax rears and bucks, her rider is not so fortunate, and Sebastion takes the worst of the fiery cloud, partially shielding her. While Staeven cannot leap aside so adroitly, between his ring and his own tough hide, he avoids most of the fire's fury. Lyssia leaps aside, but still feels punishing heat scortching her feet and legs. Norin and Darren twist and flip out of the way with a grace that leaves them entirely unscortech. Nessa avoids the worst of the cloud, her ring and her celestial heritage protecting her from any damage. Sylinda lets the fire wash over her, the magic not enough to penetrate to her, while Aeric wheels over and doesn't even get a feather burnt.*
*The priest move behind the undead and begin to chant, whilst the rest of the horrors begin to move ahead.*
[OOC - Sebastion, take 35 points of fire damage, Staeven, Aerofax, Lyssia, take 17 points of fire damage, Nessa, Saint Norin, Darren, Aeric, and Sylinda take no damage. I believe I applied everyone's SR and fire resistance accordingly, tell me if I missed anything.
Initiative
26 - Darren
21 - Staeven
18 - Lyssia
17 - Saint Norin
14 - Sylinda
10 - Undead
9 - Demon priests
8 - Nessa
2 - Sebastian and Aerofax
You don't have to post in order, but just so you guys know.]
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Halivar
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Sebastian Andovar, human chaotic paladin of Hoar
Aerofax rears and whines as Sebastian is wracked with fiery pain. Even before the blackened skin under his armor finishes sizzling, he regains composure and control of his mount. He focuses everything on his rage and his anger. He feeds the fires of righteous indignation, stoking them into all-consuming wrath.
Then he calms... calm as death itself.
"Despair, fools," he booms over the scene, "for your doom has come!"
With that, Aerofax leaps into action as Sebastian rides headlong into the midst of the monsters, his black cloak flowing behind him like wings. He bears down on the towering figure, swinging Foesmiter for all he his worth. As the sword makes its arc, it turns from a glimmering red to a shining, brilliant white as Sebastian infuses it with holy, righteous power.
OOC: Sebastian is going to charge and smite evil the devourer.
Aerofax rears and whines as Sebastian is wracked with fiery pain. Even before the blackened skin under his armor finishes sizzling, he regains composure and control of his mount. He focuses everything on his rage and his anger. He feeds the fires of righteous indignation, stoking them into all-consuming wrath.
Then he calms... calm as death itself.
"Despair, fools," he booms over the scene, "for your doom has come!"
With that, Aerofax leaps into action as Sebastian rides headlong into the midst of the monsters, his black cloak flowing behind him like wings. He bears down on the towering figure, swinging Foesmiter for all he his worth. As the sword makes its arc, it turns from a glimmering red to a shining, brilliant white as Sebastian infuses it with holy, righteous power.
OOC: Sebastian is going to charge and smite evil the devourer.
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GoodKingJayIII
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Gritting his teeth against the arcane fire, Staeven lowers his shield to catch a glimpse of his assailants.
[OOC: Knowledge (Planes) check to try and identify specifically which creatures are demons, and what kind of demon if possible.]
After sizing up his opponent, he lunges in for his attack, the Hammer of Heaven whistling through the air to strike the nearest abyssal monstrosity.
[OOC: Attacking the nearest demon, if possible without moving through threatened areas. Stats for all that are on the previous page, or in my sig. link. If not, he'll attack the closest creature, working his way through the demons. No matter what he attacks, Staeven will attack the creature's weapon using the Sunder Feat and Power Attacking for +5 dmg/-5 to hit.]
[OOC: Knowledge (Planes) check to try and identify specifically which creatures are demons, and what kind of demon if possible.]
After sizing up his opponent, he lunges in for his attack, the Hammer of Heaven whistling through the air to strike the nearest abyssal monstrosity.
[OOC: Attacking the nearest demon, if possible without moving through threatened areas. Stats for all that are on the previous page, or in my sig. link. If not, he'll attack the closest creature, working his way through the demons. No matter what he attacks, Staeven will attack the creature's weapon using the Sunder Feat and Power Attacking for +5 dmg/-5 to hit.]
Darren instantly recognized the undead and decides to leave them for the others, focusing on the living, if infernal, foes against whom he can best use his skills. Landing a crouch from dodging the blast of flame, he rushes the nearest priest, jabbing Shadow Bite off to one side to draw the enemy's weapon out of coneter, then recovering and driving the jet black blade into the demon's chest. (Feint + sneak attack)
Jarval
Explorer
*Feeling Fireheart draw the heat of the fire away from her, Nessa mentally thanks the Djinn lord who gifted her the ring. Turning back to face the horde of undead and demons, she spots the priest starting to chant.*
Oh no you don't... She thinks firmly, starting to cast her own spell at the priest.
(Casting Flame Strike on the chanting priest, and anyone else she can catch in the area of effect without hitting her allies.)
Oh no you don't... She thinks firmly, starting to cast her own spell at the priest.
(Casting Flame Strike on the chanting priest, and anyone else she can catch in the area of effect without hitting her allies.)
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