Redclaw's Eyes of the Lich Queen

Chevri continued to watch the fight intently. The two lizards were proving to be formidable adversaries, but her allies were strong as well- she had to wonder which side the powers would favor...

She watched the heavy attacks of the blackscales fall. Not really a warrior at heart, she had little hope of her own skills being a match for the massive creatures- but she could help her allies in other ways.

OOC: Casting Cure Moderate Wounds, then move directly forward (holding the charge). If she can advance far enough to actually place the healing on Drekhad, do so- otherwise cast and move, then apply the spell next round. Cure Moderate 2d8+5 (level)+6 (Augment)= 21; roll http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1561195/
 

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25—Bregan
24—Hedowin
21—Talas
20—Drekhad
19—Talas
16—Chevri
4—Blackscale Adepts

Bregan fires an arrow over Talas' head, attempting to attack the lizardfolk. He grimaces as his arrow sails wide of the mark............ again.

Hedowin draws a bead on the lizardman, holds his breath and pulls the trigger, but he jerks upwards as he hears the lizard mention this Dark Lord - Rashak. His mind gets lost for a moment as he thinks he might have heard this name mentioned before. Unfortunately, his wandering mind sends the bolt careening off the ceiling. [sblock=Hedowin] Neither of your knowledges gives you any information about Rashaak.[/sblock]

Talas after standing tough and strong, steps beside Drekhad, opposite the summoned creature. Lightning once again circles his flail as he strikes at the blackscale. Strangely as his flail swings downward at the blackscales chest, Silver Flame envelops the flail as well. The impact of his flail is devastating, and the electricity that coats it ends the blackscale’s life.

Drekhad counterattacks the lizardfolk in the side passage, but is unable to penetrate its defenses. He uses his leadership and tactical skills on nearby Talas, "Quit trying to avoid death, and kill one of these bastards!"

As the crushing blow lands, a little confusion in his voice is quickly replaced by confidence, "How is that for you Drekhad?" Talas spurred on by the power of Drekhad's persona, strikes again at the lizardfolk. His flail swings down, black energy envelops the head of the weapon. It hits the blackscale’s shoulder, and the creature seems to slow down a bit, as if suddenly quite tired.

Chevri casts a spell and moves toward the combatants, touching Drekhad and magically closing his wounds, healing 21 points of damage.

The remaining lizardfolk steps back and then continues its assault on the crusader, its club crashing into his hip and leg with bone-jarring impact for 17 damage.

Actions.
 

Attachments



Drekhad steps forward after his enemy and attacks.

Standard attack, full stone power. Manuever. (1d20+4=18, 1d8+4=10, 1d3=2)

[sblock=OOC]DREKHAD DREVIN
Kalashtar Crusader
AC 24, TC 11, FF 24
HP 41/48 - DD 0/10
AP 4/7 - PP 3/5
Fort +6, Ref +1, Will +3; +2 against mind-affecting spells and abilities

STATUS
Mindlink: Yes
Psionic Focus: Yes
Zealous Surge: Yes
Ring of Brief Blessing: Yes
Corsair's Eyepatch: Left (3/3)
Current Stance: Iron Guard's Glare

STANCES AND MANEUVERS
Stances: Iron Guard's Glare, Leading the Charge
Readied: (1) Battle Leader's Charge, (2) Crusader Strike, (3) Mountain Hammer, (4) Stone Bones, (5) White Raven Tactics
Granted: Battle Leader's Charge, Mountain Hammer, White Raven Tactics
Expended: [/sblock]
 

pathfinderq1 said:
OOC: Did the dire badger get an attack this round?
Nope. There was no space to get at the lizardfolk on your turn, so the badger didn't attack, it did turn and look further into the room at the end of the hall, however.
 

Talas 37/42 AC: 20

Talas steps foward, next to the courageous crusader, swinging his flail upward in a feint before swinging the weapon around his head and down towards the side of the blackscales knee. "We've got it on the run now!"

[sblock=ooc]21 to hit Damage: 10 [/sblock]
 

Hedowin, Mage 5, Hp: 18/21

His attempt at archery was less than inspiring.

Hedowin none-the-less moves down the hallway, moving into position next to Chevri, hugging the wall opposite the lizardman, so as not to be in range of the club that keeps knocking the snot out of the crusader.

He conjures a simple magic, taught to him since his very first day at the University, hoping that any attempt at killing the creature thru magic was more viable than thru misguided archery attempts.

He points his hand at the blackscale after finishing the preparations for the magick, and a pale blue ray bridges the gap between them in a heartbeat.

[sblock=ooc]
Move down hallway to be next to Chevri, cast Ray of Frost on blackscale. 1 damage!!!!! Hoo-ray!

Ranged touch (1d20+3=19, 1d3=1)
[/sblock]


[sblock=spells]
Wizard:
0 -(4)- Ray of Frost, Detect Magic, Read Magic, Daze
1st -(4)- Magic Missile, Lesser Orb of Fire, Magic Missile, Mage Armor
2nd -(3)- Glitterdust, Flaming Sphere, Invisibility

Sorcercer: 4/2
[/sblock]
 

With the lone remaining blackscale pushed into a corner, Chevri turned her attention to keeping watch for further threats. She focused her senses on the other passage, checking to see if the badger flushed out any other lizards.

OOC: Active Listen +10/Spot attempt +9 attempt, focused on the area where the badger is poking around
 



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