Paridon: The Dark Metropolis (Ravenloft)

[jkason]

Ru Brike, barbaric human monk

Ru, however, strikes true with brass upon brass, slicing through a conduit. Through the searing pain of the resultant spray (-4hp) he notes that one of the legs of the monster fails and falls limply beneath Ada.

Ru screams as the flesh of his forearms begins to bubble and peel, his eyes dry from the heat of the furnace at Ada's heart. He curses himself for the loss of his own inner fire. His monk's speed is useless with the weapon he now wields, but that extra strength, torn from the chaotic soul he once was...

Ru shakes off his random wishing, and strikes again with the bronze blade, praying he might fell this creature before its lifeblood boils his own.

 

[Rhun]

Realizing that even his most powerful blows can't damage Aida's armored body, Perrin instead focuses on distracting her (it) with strikes of his axe. He aims his blows at her legs, trying to keep her off balance so that Ru's strikes might easier find their mark!


AC: 17, HP 42/42

Battleaxe +8, damage 1d8+4/x3 + Distracting Strike (successful hit effectively flanks the enemy, giving Ru a +2 to hit)

 

[Rhun]

(Post updated above. Sorry for the delay!)

 

[InVinoVeritas]

Ru reflexively recoils from the scalding spray, and is helped back with a reassuring hand on his shoulder by Fr. Berman. The blessings of Ezra's mercy course through him, causing the blisters and reddening to subside (+8 hp).

Perrin dodges to the side, moving in time with Darian's chants and, as fate would have it, he not only catches one of Ada's legs, he manages to sever a hydraulic line. He is rewarded for his unbalancing strike with a face full of steaming blood (-6 hp) and gives everyone an opening. Ru, unfortunately, staggers and has to take a moment to find his footing before he can press the advantage (rolled a 1).

Darian gestures a tug, trying to hold Ada off from everyone with his magical lash. Although it holds, the whip continues to burn. Darian frowns, continues his chant, and pulls out his pistol. With one final burst, the contraption tears through the ashen remains of its magical binding.

Ada's face snakes forth on an armature to regard Calahan. He responds by letting his cannon loose, dousing the monster with alchemist's fire. The liquid burns Ada's face, revealing more of the brass wires and myriad gears just below the surface. It makes a mockery of an innocent child's grin as it speaks, "I don't burn anymore, silly." Only Calahan's twitchy reflexes give him the chance to avoid a pair of legs striking down to impale him. He dodges the first, and grabs a hold of the second. For a moment, he pushes mightily against the leg, noting its sharp razor tip, and--visible from this close--its hypodermic needle. He barely twists, and the tip nearly grazes his ear, only catching hair.

 

[Le Noir Faineant]

If Calahan is still havign a firm grip on the leg, he'll try to pull and push it against the floor or the wall with all his force...

Should his grip weaken, he will launch himself over the floor with his Kukri in hand and try to pierce it into Ada's face...

 

[industrygothica]

"Gah, you fool! I had her caught!" Darian's face glows red as Callahan again foils a perfectly good plan. Then he notices the newly exposed gears.

Yes...

He soon forgets about Callahan's haste, and is thankful for his distraction. He raises his pistol deliberately, and takes careful aim on the gears.

BANG!

[sblock=Oops!]I would've sworn I posted here after Callahan set the whip on fire. I must be losing it or something, but I swear I even remember what the post said.

Anyway, back now... and hopefully this post will keep! [/sblock]

 

[Rhun]

"Gah!" cries Perrin as the scalding fluid burns him, turning his face in an effort to prevent damage to his eyes. "Damn you!" he calls, stepping back into the fray, and again aiming his axe at the contructs legs in an attempt to unbalance her...


AC: 17, HP 36/42

Battleaxe +8, damage 1d8+4/x3 + Distracting Strike (successful hit effectively flanks the enemy, giving +2 to hit)

 

[jkason]

Ru Brike, barbaric human monk

"Blessings on you, Father," Ru calls as his burns heal. Whatever conflicts they may have had back at the precinct, Ru is once again reminded that in the field, they are each other's lifeline.

Perhaps it's the distraction of this unexpected rush of goodwill toward his fellow man that let Ru's blow miss, but he redoubles his efforts, swinging the bronze weapon again, grim in his determination to end this construct which threatens them all.

 

[kinem]

Does Ru even know how to swing that thing? He needs all the help he can get.

Father Berman attempts to distract the monster, feinting a kick, hoping to give Ru a better opening.

[sblock=OOC]aid another, +4 vs AC 10 to give Ru +2[/sblock]

 

[InVinoVeritas]

The priest and the ranger set themselves up on opposite legs of the clockwork demon, and strike hard. Perrin hooks a leg away from Ru, and Fr. Berman covers another attack path. Ru charges in, driving the sword deep into the central body. He braces for the coming spray, which proves to be light (-2hp). Light pours forth from the wound, the heat of fire and alchemy and life. Something pulsates within. Before Ru can get too close, however, a leg (pedipalp? Armature?) descends upon him, striking him and draining some blood from him (-5hp).

Darian’s shot ricochets harmlessly off Ada’s armor. Calahan leaps at the contraption, kukri in hand. He lands on Ada’s serpentine neck, straddles it, and tries to drive the kukri into a weak joint. However, he is grabbed from behind by a metal claw, and a needle pierces the back of his neck (-5hp). Ada’s face rears back and splits open, revealing serrated gears…