Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Chapter 2 - Illusions)

[Deuce Traveler]

You step forward, denying the voice in your head his victory. A screeching noise can be heard, and soon your vision clears, revealing the interior of the dome once again. A crack forms on the surface of the large, black sphere and smoke begins to billow out from it. You've defeated it's illusions and passed your trials against falsehood, fear, and temptation.

Down the stairs bounds a large, bald humanoid that looks like a patchwork of muscles and flesh, and hiding behind him is a robed, frightened gnome with a worn, pointed hat. "Go away," the gnome yells in common. With a nervous chuckle he says, "We're not interested in whatever your selling."

He looks quite mad.

 

[D20Dazza]

"A madness has gripped you gnome" Kel says as he cautiously moves forward at an angle to force the gnome to fight on more than one front "And we mean to rid you of it one way or another. I beseech you Huntress Bless us in this endeavour" the feral looking priest cries as he thrusts the petrified claw he uses for his focus skyward. Suddenly, emerald energy bursts from the symbol and flows over the elf and his companions, leaving sparkling motes of energy dancing across their bodies.

OOC: Casting Bless as moving 30'; +1 attacks and saves v fear

 

[Fenris]

OOC: Mad as in crazy or mad as in angry?

Dartis listened enraptured by the vision spinning in his head. He was lost within the beautiful vision, reveling in it's glory. His heart's every desire.

To have it all come crashing down as the vision fades away replaced again by the mundane dreariness of the ancient temple.

Dartis stands crestfallen and heartbroken, ashamed to have been tricked, but more sorrowful yet that the vision in his mind would not, could not be true.

Blinking away tears at a second loss of his kingdom, Dartis pulls back his bow.

"We are selling nothing. But we have a large measure of justice to deliver" he replies as he loses a pair of arrows at the old gnome

 

[Deuce Traveler]

OOC: Crazy. Like loco. His deck of many things is missing a few cards.

 

[Fenris]

OOC: Crazy. Like loco. His deck of many things is missing a few cards.

OOC: Two tacos short of a combination plate. Got it.

 

[GlassEye]

Silas stops and watches the patchwork humanoid for a moment. "That must be the golem," he says to no one in particular. Flexing his left hand in preparation for spell-casting he waits for the creature to advance.

OOC: Readying an action to cast Burning Hands if the golem should come within 15 feet.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Dartis' two arrows surprises everyone, both slamming into the flesh golem. The creature bellows and charges forward, but Silas' burning hands spell slows it so that it is still a few steps away from the bowman and unable to attack him.

OOC: Surprise round, but I wanted to get Silas' slow affect in there, too.

 

[D20Dazza]

Kel's sword screeches as the elf draws it from its scabbard "Huntress be my shield" he intones as he taps the claw that hangs around his throat upon his forearm and prepares himself to engage the enemy.

OOC: casting Shield of Faith +2 and drawing weapon; next round plan to engage in melee.

 

[GlassEye]

"Not quite what I was hoping for," murmurs Silas. Filing the information about the golem away in his head, Silas takes a step back and casts Shield upon himself.

 

[Ferrix]

Rix moves quickly away from the golem creature, let them deal with the lackey... He aims his crossbow at the gnome and looses the bolt.