The Grey Mist

Silhouette

"I am... I am," the wolf creature shakes it's shaggy head. "I am Lyzan (LIE-Zan), and we arrre rrrelated by the orrrb that cirrrcles the heavens and makes the night clearrr for hunting." Silhouette notices the steam of the creatures breath as it speaks and then shivers from the cold goosebumps breaking out on her arms.

"Forrr this gift," Lyzan says holding up his clawed hand and looking at it while he flexes his fingers. "I shall let you live this time little sisterrr. Do not hunt me again."

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Duretep

Suddenly the mad dream good is expelled by the sheer force of the Urborg Giant's will from it's mind. The power it took to send Duretep out of itself has made it acceptable to attacks from the others. The mad gods plan all along? Not even he knows if that is true.
 

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Glacier group

Suddenly you hear the Forger's voice thoughit seems weak and at a great distance. "Strike down the pillar he is weak, but I can not hold him back any longer. The pillar destroy the pillar!"

[sblock=OOC] Pillar is Hardness:25 HP:50 [/sblock]
 

"Let me live?" Silhouette repeated, taken aback by Lyzan's gall. "Let me live?" While she had previously been pleased by the wolf's resilience and perseverance, the joke had now officially worn thin.

"I am that orb, the moon. When you look at it, you look at me. You fled from my land, your life is my life. I will take it or spare it as I choose."

She plucked a silver arrow from her quiver and strode towards the monster that quivered between two shapes. She didn't put the arrow to nock however.

"You've made this far too interesting, and come too far, just to die now though. I want to see what you do next. So. You will be a great hunter, fearing nothing in the world except me. I'll show you how to finish what you've started, twisting your shape. You can hide among the herd, stalk at your pleasure..."

She lashed out, barely pricking the beast's bulging forearm. Even so, blood welled from the scratch.

"But every hunter is also hunted. Your life comes from me, and I can end it as well."

The goddess dropped the bloodied arrow back into her quiver and lifted a hand. "Now."

Magic, wild and unfathomable, roared from her palm to engulf Lyzan. Silver runes shone briefly on his furred pelt and vanished again. The great wolf-beast began to change...or perhaps more accurately, the change the wolf had begun, continued. A moment later he was a man standing there, with no trace of the beast he'd been.

Silhouette then came closer, almost close enough to touch though just out of reach. She was smiling, almost laughing, though there was a seriousness in her eyes that belied her apparent good mood.

"You have the wolf you were. I give you man, and every shape in between. But since a hunter needs his prey...I will give you that as well. Somewhere in the world I will make another one like you, but a woman." Her smile broadened, showed the fangs behind the lips. "If you find her before either of you die, then you and yours will be something new in the world. If not...then you will fade away and be forgotten."

She nodded, then scowled. "And stop calling me 'little sister,'" she added petulantly. "It's stupid."
 

The Sun Goddess sighed at the instructions coming from the Forger, but said nothing. She exploded with yellow light as a column of fire, not much different than the one Lavaria had summoned seconds ago, enveloped the ice.

[sblock=Action]Casts Flame Strike 10d6=27, half is fire damage half is divine damage i guess.[/sblock]
 

Duretep

Suddenly the mad dream good is expelled by the sheer force of the Urborg Giant's will from it's mind. The power it took to send Duretep out of itself has made it acceptable to attacks from the others. The mad gods plan all along? Not even he knows if that is true.

Duretep brushes off both of his shoulders and then smiles as he sees the dream orb of the giant. It looks as though it is infected with a horrible disease, there are large black blots that are constantly shifting scar it's surface, the surface is constantly boiling and bubbling, there also seems to be scars that run across it. Duretep than closes his eyes for a second and when he opens them he is at the Portcullis Chimeric, he walks through it and back into the Citadel Prophetic where he walks along and takes his throne.

"Uldealo the Knower, I summon thee to my presence. I wish to have a word." Duretep says as he lays back in his chair as if greatly tired. There is a small amount of shadow that gathers together in front of Duretep in the form of a circle on the ground. Soon after a man begins to rise out of the circle and once fully out of the hole the hole condenses and turns in to a small spirit creature that floats over his right shoulder at all times.

"What is it mi'lord that you wish to speak of?" Uldealo says as he bows to Duretep who stands. "Please, Uldealo we have known each other for such a long time we should really dispense with formalities, come walk with me I have an idea but I will need you to aid me," Duretep says as he begins to walk and Uldealo follows him "I have made a pact that like it or not i cannot go back against, so I will need you to find me 2 suitable candidates." Duretep says as he pauses at one of the windows and the palace stops to allow for Duretep to look out the window. "What would you need them for?" Uldealo asks as he looks at Duretep with a calm and patient gaze. "I need them to be my representatives, one that of dreams the other that of the waking. They are meant to represent me, they must be unique among their kind, and make them interesting because you know how much I hate uninteresting things. You may use my ravens’ sight by using my eye, find them please." Duretep says as he pulls out his eye without flinching a bit and gives it to Uldealo. "I thank you greatly for this assignment, I will not disappoint you. I shall comb the dreaming and waking over to find two that are suitable for this position, thank you." Uldealo says as he walks away leaving Duretep to look over his city as the citadel begins to turn yet again so that he may look upon the majesty of his city and ponder 50 thoughts in a second and 1 thought in a life time.
 
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The giants still need to be dealt with, Ubariya knows. And her companions are more likely more capable of dealing with the crystal than she. "Destroy the crystal!" she commands. The dark skitterers leave off attacking the giant and scuttle over to the crystal snapping at it with iron-like jaws. The first spider bites at the crystal cracking it and knocking off large shards. The second spider, not nearly as effective, still manages to do a small amount of damage.

Ubariya, however, concentrates on the giant and goes into a flurry of attacks with spear and limbs.

Damage to crystal: 33
Damage to giant: 98
[sblock=Actions]Spider A[8/10 rounds], Spider B [9/10 rounds]:
Move: Advance to crystal
Standard: Bite: 1d20+26=46, 1d20+26=32 One critical!
Damage: 4d6+15=27, 4d6+15=29 (27x2)-25=29; 29-25=4
Total Damage to crystal: 33

Ubariya:
Full Attack: Spear: 1d20+32=51, 1d20+27=44, 1d20+22=24, 1d20+17=27 Hits AC 51, 44, 24, 27
Damage: 4d6+6=17, 4d6+6=22, 4d6+6=20, 4d6+6=21 80 dmg. to the giant;
Damage: 1d6=4, 1d6=6, 1d6=1, 1d6=5 16 dmg. to Ubariya.
Full Attack: Stinger + Slam (x3): 1d20+28=30, 1d20+28=41, 1d20+28=33, 1d20+28=44 Hits AC 30, 41, 33, 44
Damage: 1d6-2=4, 2d6-2=8, 2d6-2=5, 2d6-2=1 18 dmg. to the giant
Giant Fort save vs. poison successful. 1d20+18=36

TOTAL: 98 damage to the giant[/sblock][sblock=Ubariya Stats]
Ubariya -- Female Outsider 20 / Cleric 1 / Rogue 1
LN Large outsider (Law)
Init +2; Senses Tremorsense, 60 ft.; Listen +22, Spot +22

DEFENSES
HP 218/201
AC 33, Touch AC 20, Flat-footed AC 31
Fort +33, Ref +33, Will +35
Speed 70 ft., climb 20 ft.

OFFENSE
Full Attack
Distaff of Souls (Spear) +32/+27/+22/+17 (4d6+1d6 cold +10) (does 1d6 to Ubariya) +
Stinger +28 (1d6+2 +poison) +
Slam +28/+28/+28 (2d6+2)

SPECIAL
Poison -- Injury, Fortitude DC 24, initial/secondary damage 2d6 Con
Web (as Monstrous Spider)
Fast Healing 5
Shapechange 1/day; CL 20
Immunity to Transmutation, Energy Drain, Ability Drain, Ability Damage, Mind-Affecting Effects.
Damage Reduction 35/ +4
Fire Resistance 20
Spell Resistance 32
Turn Undead 12/day
Sneak Attack +1d6

Spells - CL 1
Spells prepared
0-Create Water, Detect Magic, Guidance
1-Inflict Light Wounds, Shield of Faith, D-Protection from Chaos
+domain spells at will

Dark Skitterer
Monstrous Spider, Colossal with Shadow template
Colossal Magical Beast
Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision, tremorsense 60 ft.; Listen +0, Spot +7*

A: HP 208/Current HP 190 B: HP 208/Current HP 208
AC 22 -- Touch AC 4 -- Flat-footed AC 20
Fort +20, Ref +12, Will +10
Speed 45 ft., climb 20 ft.

OFFENSE
Melee Bite +26 (4d6+15 plus poison DC 28, 2d8 STR)
Space 40 ft.; Reach 30 ft.
Base Atk +24; Grp +50[/sblock]
 

Silhouette

Lyzan stares in horror at his new pale, hairless hand. "What did you do?... WHAT DID YOU DO!?" In his naked human form the new creature runs screaming away from the fairy goddess. As Silhouette watches in slight amusement the ground and twin glacier walls around her shake and rumble.

Chunks of ice fall from the precipices nearly a hundred feet in the air. Shivering again in the cold air Silhouette thinks it is time to be gone but is shocked to see no way back, the magic between worlds flickering and vanishing as she watches.

More ice hits the ground several yards away and the goddess takes to the air to get above the threat. She is buffered by cold winds for nearly a quarter of an hour and must land on the freezing ice or risk being blown away. The land all around is the same white, clear, and cold. she huddles in on herself but after, arms wrapped around herself but little warmth coming to her.

Finally the cold is more than she can bear and the little goddess falls to the hard surface of the huge glacier. She lifts her head long enough to call out for help but chatters out only one word, "MM..MM..Mothers."

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The Heart of the Glacier

The dark skittering spiders start to rip and tear at the cyrstal, as Heliasillyel's holy flame strikes the top of the structure. A huge crack forms down it's center and the ground shakes and rumbles tossing the fighting giants and gods about.

As large cracks run in four directions from the pillar's base, and some of the giants turn and flee. The rage of the Urborg Giant can be seen in the skys overhead as another huge windstorm forms and blows across the glacier's surface. Buffeted by the winds the gods stand firm and set about to finish this.

As Ubariya and Heliasillyel set themselves to destory the pillar they both hear a single word that seems carried on the harsh winds, "Mothers."


[sblock=OOC] Taking for granted that Silhouette has to fail a save sometime, I let her have the first 149 for free and auto failed her on the 150th LOL. DC would have been like over a hundered. OK since VV says he's back maybe he can take care of the pillar while ML and GE hurry to the rescue.

FM - play on :p [/sblock]
 

Heliasillyel displayed a serious expression on her timeless face - something very rare indeed. The call came from a new, yet familliar divine presence somewhere at the base of the pillar. "Ubariya do you sense that energy?" the Sun Goddess asked with her melodious voice.

The Goddess ignored the retreating giants, although she could have made good sport from frlying above them and raining sunwrought arrows at their backsides. Instead, she floated towards the new presence, radiating light and warmth from her being to combat the ferocious blizzard.

[sblock]Heliasillyel will cast Endure Elements on whomever needs it. She also recasts it on herself, alongside Fire Shield and the other relevant spells.[/sblock]
 

With the faint call Ubariya places a hand on her belly. Mother?, she thinks. She is only briefly confused as she senses the call doesn't come from the unborn within her but elsewhere. Responding to Heliasillyel, she says, "I sense something but I can't tell where it comes from. Can you tell the direction?"
 

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