The Lost Son ( IC Adventure Thread)

Walking Dad

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Without further hesitation, Midias attacks the big lizard creature. Cursing that he doesn't speak the creatures language, he sees no other way then to fight.

ooc: Sorry, posted to fast. Here is the link.
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Morningstar (to hit, damage) (1d20+3=17, 1d8+2=4)

AC: 17
Touch: 11
Flatfooted: 16

HP: 10 / 10
Turn Undead: 7 / 7

(Domains: Healing, Sun)
Spells Memorized 3/1+1+1
0 Level: Cure Minor Wounds, Detect Magic, Light
1 Level: Cure Light Wounds (d) - Bless, Command

Speed: 30'
Init: +1

SAVES:
Base Abil Mod Misc Total
Fort: +2 +2 +4
Ref: 0 +1 +1
Will: +2 +2 +4


Weapon Attack Damage Critical
Morningstar +2 1d8+2 20/X2
Dagger +1 1d4+1 19-20/X2 Range: 10 feet
L. Crossbow +1 1d8 19-20/X2 Range: 80 feet


Languages: Common, Celestial
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Jerrand Redband

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Leif said:
When Feth's turn arrives, he casts his Sleep spell, the area of the spell cented on lizard man #3, so 3,4, and K should be within the area. (Whether it will affect K is another matter entirely!) (Save: Will, DC=14, the spell affects 4HD of creatures in a 10' radius burst, putting lesser hd creatures to sleep first.)

OOG: Will let you repost should the need arise. Both Lizardmen move before you. But if they are still close together will contiune on with the casting. Sorry, doesn't it suck to go last (two other my characters are last also).
 

Leif

Adventurer
OOC: I just now figured out what OOG means! hehehe. But, anyway, thanks!! I wanted to at least get an action posted while I could, but if things change much, I may well have a revision for you. Feth is looking to catch at least two monsters in the area of the spell, more if possible.
 



Jerrand Redband

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Round 2 started

Drogunna draws an arrow and takes aim at the advancing lizardmen. They slosh through the creek and up onto the bank clubs in hand and fangs bared. Looking into the eyes of one of the lizardmen shows her the cold fearlessness of a creature that knows only to destroy. Hastly she fires and drops the bow to retrieve her punching dagger, hoping it's enough to drive back these beasts.( Who cares if you hit or not they just can't wait to read the next round. LOL)

As the lizardman to the north comes ashore it pulss it's club free and runs forward waving it above his head. Grubnar takes it by surprise as it
closes to attack Grubnar's companions, the tall half-orc spears him viscously in the leg with his glaive. The beast let's out a roar in pain and using the club it backhands Grubnar across the jaw with its club. Enraged Grubnar answer back cutting the creature open like a gutted fish, working his jaw muscles back an forth to make sure it's not broken.

Tor tries to take aim at one of the lizardfolk the trees and underbrush making it difficult. When she sees an opening she let's loose but the arrow deflects off to many low branches to successfully hit it's target.

Midias waits ashore as the huge unarmed creature wades in, he wishes he could communicate with it. Raising his morningstar high he lunges at the creature, prepared to communicate with his actions. The Kroxigor twists his body and lashes at the approaching cleric with it's tail. Midias ducks the tail but not the tree that it snaps in half falling onto the clerics back leaving a mark. Grunting in pain the cleric takes a swing at the creature's legs and is successful in burying a few spikes in the beasts knee.

The two lizardfolk to the south cautiously approach Drogunna, ducking arrows from both her and Tor. They have clubs in there scaled hands and toothy grins as the see she is alone."Kaliss lain oss navvie!" one creature says snaping at the other. They seem to be fighting more against each other than trying to work together as they get in each others way missing the dwarf completely.

Fethwynyth looks to the outnumbered newcomer and knows a spell that will help even the odds. He reaches into his spell pouch and pulls out the last of his rose petals and a little sand. Speaking the last parts of a spell he had prepared earlier in the day he let's the sand fall from his fingers. A magical invisible force carries the sand and glowing petals towards the lizardmen.

[sblock=Draconic]"The dwarf meat is mine!"[/sblock]
 
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Jerrand Redband

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Round 3

oog: round two complete post #147 don't know if I can keep that kind of narrative up, whew!

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Round 3

[B]Character            AC             HP             Conditions[/B]
1.Drogunna           16             8/8            +1 attack and saves vs. fear
2.[s]Lizardman#1[/s]        15           -5/11            Dying
3.[s]Lizardman#2[/s]        15           -8/11            Dying
4.Grubnar            20            6/10            +1 attack and saves vs. fear, Force Screen (+4 AC ends round 10)
5.Tor                18             9/9            +1 attack and saves vs. fear
5.Midias             17            6/10            +1 attack and saves vs. fear
6.Kroxigor           16           23/29
7.Lizardman#3        15           11/11
8.Lizardman#4        15           11/11
9.Fethwynyth         13             4/4            +1 attack and saves vs. fear
 

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Arabesu

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darn

Grubnar focuses the power of his mind to add psychic energy to his glaive and swings for the fence. Unfortunately the Kroxigor's tough hide deflect the energy of his swing.

"Gahhhn..." he yells in frustration.

OOO: damn. He missed! only hits AC 12. Would have been 19 damage :(.
 

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