Hewligan's Rise of the Runelords: The Skinsaw Murders

Jokad flatly states, "This is bad." He raises his sword defensively but thinks better of it.

"RUN!!! BACK TO THE HOUSE!!! GO!! GO!!"


OOC: He will trail the others taking the brunt of the onslaught. Essentially for Init purposes he will go AFTER the last PC. If it is relevant he will attack with his sword but I doubt it will be effective.
 

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Jokad flatly states, "This is bad." He raises his sword defensively but thinks better of it.

"RUN!!! BACK TO THE HOUSE!!! GO!! GO!!"


OOC: He will trail the others taking the brunt of the onslaught. Essentially for Init purposes he will go AFTER the last PC. If it is relevant he will attack with his sword but I doubt it will be effective.


Jovik heads back to the house
"Birds? I'll not cower in this hell hole because of some birds."
He says in a mocking tone. "Bloody dog is smarter than the Shoanti" he mutters as he holds the door open for the others.

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Danth too runs back toward the house, covering the distance as quickly as possible. Reaching the safety of the doorway, he turns to track Jokad's movement. The cleric's hand goes to the holy symbol at his neck. "Flee the power fo Sarenae's just and righteous light!" he calls, channeling power through the divine link that he feels with his goddess.


Turn Undead

Turn Check: 08, undead up to 4 hit dice
Turn Damage: 13 hit dice affected
 
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When Jokad shouts to run back into the house, due to the sheer volume of the avian horde, a very human look seems to flash across the face of Mal, it's meaning obvious to any who noticed, more obvious to someone who shares an empathic link with the canine.

"Now's now the time, Mal," says Kael as a wry-grin and chuckle escape the man. As the sorcerer and his familiar backtrack into the house, Kael pulls one of his many wands out and aims it at a space between the group and the winged horrors.

In the air, between Kael and the party, forms a wall that is five feet tall by ten feet long and one foot thick and it stays suspended in the air.

OOC

I used a charge from the silent images wand, it now has four charges left. Hewligan, you never gave me the caster level, so I assumed first level for the size of the effect. If the level is higher, then the wall will be higher. *chuckles*

It takes a Will disbelief check to fly through it, thus, my hopes, of giving us more time to get back into the house.
 

The Swarm

Jovik leads the way back, closely followed by Danth. Kael is a little more relaxed, moving back with Mal, his back to the house as he edges towards the door, fumbling at his belt for one of his wands.

Jokad brings up the rear, his sword twisting and writhing in his hands as if it were a snake, as he loosens his shoulders and prepares for the assault.

Jovik makes it back to the house first, and despite his high spirits still feels a chill as he crosses back over the threshold of the mansion once again.

Danth stands at the door and starts to chant. Kael lines up beside him, leaving a small gap for Mal to squeeze through into the house. The dog seems reluctant, and instead stands between Mal's legs, baring his teeth at the sky. Jokad arrives back at the door, looking at his companions and growls his displeasure at his companions preparations to attack.

The mass of birds swoops and twists in the sky, before diving with stunning speed towards the heroes. There thousand black bodies blot out the sun, sending a deep shadow over the companions. A terrible stench rises before them.

When they are just a few short yards away, and Jokad realises that he is not going to make it into the house due to this path being blocked by his companions, braces his legs and gets ready to do as much sweeping damage as he can.

Danth can feel the evil around these creatures. They are undead. He can see that now in the shrunken flesh and haunted eyes as they bear down fast on him. The cleric's hand goes to the holy symbol at his neck. "Flee the power fo Sarenae's just and righteous light!" he calls, channeling power through the divine link that he feels with his goddess.

There is an almighty blast of white power that surges from Danth in a great spherical burst of light, driving deep into the bodies of the diving horde.

Kael, too, is ready. The sorcerer points one of his many wands out and aims it at a space between the group and the winged horrors.

In the air, between Kael and the party, forms a wall that is five feet tall by ten feet long and one foot thick and it stays suspended in the air.

OOC: They save with a 17, which I am guessing is a save, but I cannot find the level of that wand ... unlikely to be 8 though!

Suddenly, as the power of Danth's holy magic courses through the approaching swarm, there is a combined scream of pain from a thousand birds. Bodies start falling out of the sky, hitting the ground and even bouncing off of the Jokad, Kael, and Danth.

These corpses pass straight through the conjured wall that Kael put in place, and this seems to embolden the remaining birds to realize that the image is not real.

They are upon you. The ground is covered in their corpses now, knee deep in places, and the stench that rises from them, and from the attacking swarm above you is horrendous.

OOC: DC13 Fortitude save or nauseated for 1 round (everyone except Jovik)

OOC: First combat round is here. You are fighting a swarm, so just init, attack, damage as normal and let me take care of the rest.

OOC: You can retreat to the house as your action, but they get an attack. Jovik is safe from combat in his current position.
 

Kael and Mal continue to try and pull back into the house, as the illusionary wall was only an attempt to delay the swarm of black birds while they retreated.

OOC

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Post #506 - Initiative (1d20+2=5) - Feh
Post #506 - DC 13 Fort (1d20+2=14) - Yeah!
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AC 16, Touch 12, Flatfooted 14; Mal AC 22
HP 16
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Danth is thankful that Sarenae's power was able to affect at least some of the vile creatures. As they swarm close, he forces down the bile in his throat over their foul stench, and in the blink of an eye, Crimson Dawn is in his hand, the weapon's blade wreathed in scarlet flames. He slashes and cuts ate the birds flying all about, unsure of how effective his weapon will be against so many small foes...


HP 29/38, AC 19

(Danth has the same strategy as Jokad...see if he can damage the swarm before fleeing.)

Fortitude Save: 25 (SUCCESS)
Initiative: 14
Attack: 13
Damage: 8 (5 + 3 fire)


 
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OOC: FORT save = 16, INIT 22, AT hit AC 13 for 8 sword and 6 fire damage
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Jokad will hold his ground and fight for at least one round seeing if he can actually do any damage to this 'thing'. If not, on rd 2 he will flee toward the house.



IC: As the foul black swarm envelopes him Jokad's senses are overwhelmed by the caress of oily wings and stench of disease and rot. He manages to hold his gorge as he flails about madly trying to regain his bearings.
 


Argh! Get them off me!

OOC: Init order - Jokad (22), Danth(14), Jovik (10), Swarm (8), Kael (5)

As the foul black swarm envelopes him Jokad's senses are overwhelmed by the caress of oily wings and stench of disease and rot. He manages to hold his gorge as he flails about madly trying to regain his bearings.

What he lacks for in subtlety, he more than makes up for in brute strength and passion. He swings around like a madman as the biting swarm swoop and brush past him. For a moment everything is plunged into blackness as he is covered by the beasts. He closes his eyes instinctively, batting and swiping their bodies aside. He can hear their bones cracking beneath his blows.

Danth is thankful that Sarenae's power was able to affect at least some of the vile creatures. As they swarm close, enveloping Jokad first, before swallowing him up in their mass, he forces down the bile in his throat over their foul stench, and in the blink of an eye, Crimson Dawn is in his hand, the weapon's blade wreathed in scarlet flames. He slashes and cuts ate the birds flying all about, unsure of how effective his weapon will be against so many small foes...

Very effective, it turns out. He watches their bodies catch and burn as he swipes at them, and manages to just about bat and block the hundreds that flock around him.

Jovik, sensing the tide turning, almost literally as the first group of birds detach from the attack and start to pull off into the sky, throws Gulls Wing into the fray. He spears two birds.

The fight seems to have left them.

Jokad is still swinging, his eyes shut tight, as the swarm departs. Their numbers have been decimated. Jokad opens his eyes, and smiles.

Well over half the birds are dead. Hundreds. Perhaps thousands. The rest have spread far and wide in disarray as they flee.

OOC: Technically Jokad's attack was enough to defeat the swarm (on a pure game-mechanic perspective), but given the initiative order I thought it only fair to give you all a bit of the glory.
 

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