DemonWolfZero
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OOC to Hatter: [sblock]I'm dumb. Go to the OOC thread to read my OOC post there. I shoulda just posted it here.[/sblock]
Planes to Shape, Secrets to Keep... (Dromus)
- Thread starter Kelleris
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Zerth
First Post
Agh! What's this - someone's trying to block the way. Well, we'll just see about that, Illira thinks as she finds out the passage under the Sheets is currently closed. Her eyes glow fiery as she concentrates and suddenly a blast of fire shoots forward from her hands. Hopefully it will be enough to burn the obstacles in her way.
DM:
DM:
Cast Burning Hands dealing 9 damage. If it's enough to clear the passage, she will crawl to the other side. No Balance check required, when crawling, I think.
*Narine BUMPS her way down the back of the Sheets tavern, hoping against hope her power worked.*
Kelleris
Explorer
*sigh*
Hmph. Sorry about this. As mentioned, I've been working on my thesis, which my amazing procrastinating ability forces me to do practically all at once over the last month or so. Looking at the posts, it looks like about 2 weeks since I last posted a turn. Sorry for the long quasi-hiatus guys. I'm taking tonight off to relax before writing my last thesis chapter tomorrow. I'll still have work to do through about the 20th, but not so much that I won't want to devote the energy to DMing.
I would've posted earlier, but even when I had the time and energy to do so, I just didn't want to have to get back into the swing of things again here when I had other things on my mind. But no more excuses.
Check this space Saturday afternoon. There shall be a post, I swear it!
Hmph. Sorry about this. As mentioned, I've been working on my thesis, which my amazing procrastinating ability forces me to do practically all at once over the last month or so. Looking at the posts, it looks like about 2 weeks since I last posted a turn. Sorry for the long quasi-hiatus guys. I'm taking tonight off to relax before writing my last thesis chapter tomorrow. I'll still have work to do through about the 20th, but not so much that I won't want to devote the energy to DMing.
I would've posted earlier, but even when I had the time and energy to do so, I just didn't want to have to get back into the swing of things again here when I had other things on my mind. But no more excuses.
Check this space Saturday afternoon. There shall be a post, I swear it!
Thesises are important. Write well!
Kelleris
Explorer
Initiative:
Narine/Dros: 20
???: 20
Feiran and Terak: 19
Adinal: 19
Cagthail: 17
Ilmordan: 16
Illira: 14
Mob Swarm: 12
Hmm... I think I'm doing this entire round at one go. Here goes...
Narine:
The air wavers slightly as you direct your mental assault against Ilmordan, but you don't wait around to see if the attack was successful or not. Turning, you dash across the topdeck of the Sheets - its remarkable how quickly the few remaining diners have cleared out - and to the other side. Looking out over the precipitous 10-foot drop, you aren't confident that you can keep your footing after coming so far already. When a table behind you explodes, you start to reconsider.
Looking over the edge, you see Adinal, hands outstretched in a gesture of peace, approaching a small circle of armed men clustered around a powerfully-muscled tiger wearing incongruously large metal gauntlets.
[sblock] You won't be able to make it all the way down without taking a d6 falling damage (one move action isn't enough to cover all the vertical movement), but you can hope over and let gravity do the work for you with a Jump check. DC 15. Also, a 66 for the wild surge. I don't know how you keep doing that.
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???:
Distracted with your own troubles, none of you notice the mysterious beings Illira was shouting about, until they make their presence known more forcefully. Without warning, one of the tables at the outer edge of the Sheets' topdeck is spontaneously converted into a rain of splintered wood that tumbles down into the fray below. Similar sounds of destruction fill the air above, as though some large creature or creatures was smashing through the obstacles in its way without regard for the niceties of property ownership.
Feiran and Terak:
Pointing the phlogistic hammer into the crowd, while simultaneously trying to calm down Terak, Feiran has enough to do even without the buffeting of the enraged horde crushing her against the hull. The livid beam of the hammer parts the crowd, cutting a furrow through it like water boiling off into atmosphere. The respite is brief, however, as the blood-maddened mob rushes to fill in the gaps.
[sblock] Remember to roll Fortitude saves and Balance checks (to avoid being stunned or slipping and falling, respectively) in the future. I rolled for you this round, but i'm going to start imposing cumulative -2 penalties in the future.![:]](http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png "Devious :]")
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Adinal:
[sblock] The animal control leader is obviously trying to figure out why someone would be crawling out from a muddy crawlspace and trying to abscond with a tiger while a battle rages in the background, punctuated by the occasional lightning bolt or exploding table. Reaching out with word and spell, you overcome his reticence by sheer force of will and walk off down the street praying that Terak will follow. The animal control squad stands around in confusion, at least for the moment. [/sblock]
Cagthail:
You cut into the crowd when the opportunity presents itself, trying to keep a warrior's calm so you can think. Scanning the area carefully, you notice some hull damage that would make for fine climbing handholds, but the crowd will do their best to drag you down if you try to get a leg up. You could even end up prone and unarmed if that happens - not good.
Ilmordan:
Raising two emaciated hands, Ilmordan makes a few controlled gestures. The air to either side of him bulges outward, distending like an engorged belly, and a pale greenish-yellow light, almost invisible in the rain and crash of battle, casts a pall over the area.
Feiran: [sblock] He's summoning... something. Somehow. [/sblock]
Illira:
Blasting the wooden obstruction with a quick gout of flame, you destroy the wooden spikes. Pushing through the smoldering remnants, you burn your shoulder but scramble through most of the way to the other side.
[sblock] There you see Adinal walking down the street nonchalantly, beckoning a powerful armor-clad tiger to follow him. A small crowd of armed men stands nearby; they look like they have less of a grip on the situation than you do. Judging from the nets, they may have been trying to capture the tiger, but now have no idea what they should be doing. [/sblock]
[sblock] You take 1 point of damage from the still-hot cinders. You don't need to make a Balance check, no. [/sblock]
Mob Swarm:
With only Feiran and Cagthail to concentrate on, the mob vents its full fury, crushing you against the hull of the Sheets and battering every inch of your bodies into a bruised mess.
Cagthail and Feiran: [sblock] Feiran, you take 11 damage, and Cagthail, you take 7 from the abuse. Thanks for posting your hps in the titles of your posts, so I can see how much more you can take, eh.
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800 words. Hopefully this bodes well... Sorry this is a little later than I promised, but, in my defense, ENWorld was down when I planned to write this post (taking a break from the all-nighter to finish my next-to-last chapter).
Narine/Dros: 20
???: 20
Feiran and Terak: 19
Adinal: 19
Cagthail: 17
Ilmordan: 16
Illira: 14
Mob Swarm: 12
Hmm... I think I'm doing this entire round at one go. Here goes...
Narine:
The air wavers slightly as you direct your mental assault against Ilmordan, but you don't wait around to see if the attack was successful or not. Turning, you dash across the topdeck of the Sheets - its remarkable how quickly the few remaining diners have cleared out - and to the other side. Looking out over the precipitous 10-foot drop, you aren't confident that you can keep your footing after coming so far already. When a table behind you explodes, you start to reconsider.
Looking over the edge, you see Adinal, hands outstretched in a gesture of peace, approaching a small circle of armed men clustered around a powerfully-muscled tiger wearing incongruously large metal gauntlets.
[sblock] You won't be able to make it all the way down without taking a d6 falling damage (one move action isn't enough to cover all the vertical movement), but you can hope over and let gravity do the work for you with a Jump check. DC 15. Also, a 66 for the wild surge. I don't know how you keep doing that.
[/sblock]???:
Distracted with your own troubles, none of you notice the mysterious beings Illira was shouting about, until they make their presence known more forcefully. Without warning, one of the tables at the outer edge of the Sheets' topdeck is spontaneously converted into a rain of splintered wood that tumbles down into the fray below. Similar sounds of destruction fill the air above, as though some large creature or creatures was smashing through the obstacles in its way without regard for the niceties of property ownership.
Feiran and Terak:
Pointing the phlogistic hammer into the crowd, while simultaneously trying to calm down Terak, Feiran has enough to do even without the buffeting of the enraged horde crushing her against the hull. The livid beam of the hammer parts the crowd, cutting a furrow through it like water boiling off into atmosphere. The respite is brief, however, as the blood-maddened mob rushes to fill in the gaps.
[sblock] Remember to roll Fortitude saves and Balance checks (to avoid being stunned or slipping and falling, respectively) in the future. I rolled for you this round, but i'm going to start imposing cumulative -2 penalties in the future.
[/sblock]Adinal:
[sblock] The animal control leader is obviously trying to figure out why someone would be crawling out from a muddy crawlspace and trying to abscond with a tiger while a battle rages in the background, punctuated by the occasional lightning bolt or exploding table. Reaching out with word and spell, you overcome his reticence by sheer force of will and walk off down the street praying that Terak will follow. The animal control squad stands around in confusion, at least for the moment. [/sblock]
Cagthail:
You cut into the crowd when the opportunity presents itself, trying to keep a warrior's calm so you can think. Scanning the area carefully, you notice some hull damage that would make for fine climbing handholds, but the crowd will do their best to drag you down if you try to get a leg up. You could even end up prone and unarmed if that happens - not good.
Ilmordan:
Raising two emaciated hands, Ilmordan makes a few controlled gestures. The air to either side of him bulges outward, distending like an engorged belly, and a pale greenish-yellow light, almost invisible in the rain and crash of battle, casts a pall over the area.
Feiran: [sblock] He's summoning... something. Somehow. [/sblock]
Illira:
Blasting the wooden obstruction with a quick gout of flame, you destroy the wooden spikes. Pushing through the smoldering remnants, you burn your shoulder but scramble through most of the way to the other side.
[sblock] There you see Adinal walking down the street nonchalantly, beckoning a powerful armor-clad tiger to follow him. A small crowd of armed men stands nearby; they look like they have less of a grip on the situation than you do. Judging from the nets, they may have been trying to capture the tiger, but now have no idea what they should be doing. [/sblock]
[sblock] You take 1 point of damage from the still-hot cinders. You don't need to make a Balance check, no. [/sblock]
Mob Swarm:
With only Feiran and Cagthail to concentrate on, the mob vents its full fury, crushing you against the hull of the Sheets and battering every inch of your bodies into a bruised mess.
Cagthail and Feiran: [sblock] Feiran, you take 11 damage, and Cagthail, you take 7 from the abuse. Thanks for posting your hps in the titles of your posts, so I can see how much more you can take, eh.
[/sblock]800 words. Hopefully this bodes well...
Sorry this is a little later than I promised, but, in my defense, ENWorld was down when I planned to write this post (taking a break from the all-nighter to finish my next-to-last chapter).
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*Narine takes a deep breath and jumps from the egde of the roof, hoping the impact won't be too bad. Once she recovers, she looks at those Adnial is trying to calm, looking for any hostile intent. However, she is still excrutiatingly aware of the things behind her.*
"Adinal, we have some rather hostile company on my tail..." she hisses to him urgently.
"Adinal, we have some rather hostile company on my tail..." she hisses to him urgently.
Kelleris
Explorer
Zerth - Yeah, I had more in mind Cagthail, Narine, Adinal, and Feiran. No problem, just a little worried when 5 days passed before another post.
Narine:
Jumping the rest of the way to the ground, you land somewhat roughly and stagger back up before moving down the street and away from the fracas, pausing for just a moment to warn Adinal. Heading down the rainy street, you notice how abandoned it has suddenly become, as though the populace knows exactly what to do when a fight breaks out. You think you're in the clear, putting your supernatural celerity to good use, you feel an uncomfortable burning sensation from the slimy spot on your forehead.
???:
Narine's worries prove to be well-founded, as the mysterious but clearly destructive unseen entities go to work on the top deck. Sounds of smashing are heard from above and suddenly a hapless diner is thrown over the railing, screaming as she falls into the surging mob blow. Worse, from the sound inside panic is spreading (remember you've only actually been fighting for a half-minute or so) and, glancing back, Feiran and Cagthail can see that there is a real possibility that they will be pinned between the bloodthirsty mob outside and the merely panicked one inside within a few rounds.
Feiran, Adinal, and Cagthail are next.
Narine:
Jumping the rest of the way to the ground, you land somewhat roughly and stagger back up before moving down the street and away from the fracas, pausing for just a moment to warn Adinal. Heading down the rainy street, you notice how abandoned it has suddenly become, as though the populace knows exactly what to do when a fight breaks out. You think you're in the clear, putting your supernatural celerity to good use, you feel an uncomfortable burning sensation from the slimy spot on your forehead.
???:
Narine's worries prove to be well-founded, as the mysterious but clearly destructive unseen entities go to work on the top deck. Sounds of smashing are heard from above and suddenly a hapless diner is thrown over the railing, screaming as she falls into the surging mob blow. Worse, from the sound inside panic is spreading (remember you've only actually been fighting for a half-minute or so) and, glancing back, Feiran and Cagthail can see that there is a real possibility that they will be pinned between the bloodthirsty mob outside and the merely panicked one inside within a few rounds.
Feiran, Adinal, and Cagthail are next.
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