IG's "Those Left Behind" Chapter 2

[sblock=ooc]It's a fairly small room so you'll be able to get to it and attack in a round.

Leif: Are you replacing your post of throwing your dagger with the searing light spell? If so, please edit your last post with a caster level check from invisible castle.
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industrygothica said:
[sblock=ooc]Leif: Are you replacing your post of throwing your dagger with the searing light spell? If so, please edit your last post with a caster level check from invisible castle.[/sblock]
[sblock=DM]Made the check and edited previous post accordingly.[/sblock]
 



[sblock=Scotley]Would you make your attack and damage rolls when you get time, please?[/sblock]

[sblock=Jemal]Will you please post Rokelsh in the new Rogues' Gallery? The link is in my sig.[/sblock]
 

industrygothica said:
[sblock=Scotley]Would you make your attack and damage rolls when you get time, please?[/sblock]

[sblock=Jemal]Will you please post Rokelsh in the new Rogues' Gallery? The link is in my sig.[/sblock]

[sblock=IG]Sorry, forgot the new style of us rolling. I'll go up and add it to my post.[/sblock]
 

Attack: (Ranged touch) 24
SR Check: 24
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1579353/

Damage: 31
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1579355/

Talshia's expression darkens as her first spell has no effect.

"So that's how it is, is it?" she mutters. "All right, I can play that game...once more, with feeling!"

As she raises her arms, patterns like shifting clouds swirl over the yellow silky veil draped over her shoulders like a poncho. Little jags of lightning crackle between the swirling grey images, leaping off the garment and mixing with the bolts of power rippling up her arms to her hands. Augmenting them.

Once again lightning and thunder blaze from her hands in a snaking, continuous bolt that momentarily links her and the beast. This time the blue light of it lights up the room, almost too bright to look at, the thunder of its passing is a sharp crack like a titanic whip, and the smell it leaves is thick and burns slightly in the nose.

(Seeking Ray, using the Veil of Storms!)
 

[ooc: eek i am falling behind!]

the barbarian/ paladin cries out, " I am Caerwyn Thingol, and in the name of Kord i dispatch you!"

the 5'6" frame races to the scene of the battle

move action: move to the beastie and draw greatsword(free actioon)
standard action; thwack the afore mentioned beastie thing

Melee Atk: Greatsword +12 (2d6+7, 19-20/x2)
attack (1d20+12=20, 2d6+7=16)
 

"Screw this," says Friadoc with a twisted grimace upon his small face.

Losing his calm center, Friadoc moves to tumble behind the chaotic beast, into a flanking position with the Paladin, and strike it with his magical nunchaku.

OOC

Obviously I will provoke an AoO, gotta love it. :D I'm really not trying to get Friadoc killed, I swear.

Post #190 - Tumble Check (1d20+9=10) - I swear, Friadoc is a dang cursed monk. *chuckles* Plus this now makes it twice, via IC, that I've rolled a natural 1. ;)

Post #190 - Nunchaku Attack (1d20+6=24, 1d4+2=4)
 
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