Vasorn, the World Under Dragonfire

[Keia]

Zykovian, Half Sapphire Dragon Fighter/Rogue: 57/101 hps, 3 pps at rd. start

Zykovian was getting annoyed with Kelvarix. Zykovian’s psionic power was at a low ebb, and Kelvarix was making good his escape. Zykovian used the only powers he had left, he taunted the young amethyst, hoping that its pride would force him back into the fray.

“Running again Kelvarix, the challenge of a little half-breed too much for you,” Zykovian taunted. “Need daddy to protect you? What would he think, knowing that you were too weak to even dispose of few rebels? I’ll tell you what he’d think . . . You’re weak . . . useless . . . no offspring of mine’”

Zykovian said the last in his best imitation of Gardanax’s voice.

OOC: Bluff +27, Zykovian will rise unsteadily to his feet, appearing much more wounded that he actually is as Zykovian delivered his taunt. If the opportunity presents itself, Zykovian will breath on Kelvarix, screaming his rage (Sonic breath 6d8 DC 18)

Down 2 Real and 42 Subdual

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*In the plains of the mindscape, Kelvarix lashes all three of his enemies aside in a show of indifference, draining yet more power from Zykovian. However, in the real world Zykovian staggers to his feet and lurches forward, taunting Kelvarix with acidic words.*

*The dragon screeches to a halt, his eyes wide with shock and rage as he hears his father's voice coming out of his enemey's mouth. He opens up his mouth to make a retort as Zykovian opens his in a scream of shattering power. The dragon twists his body, but it is not enough. The sonic force hammers into Kelvarix, shattering through the wounds on his chest to burst his heart. Kelvarix thunders to the floor, blood spreading from his mouth in an iridescent pool.*

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*Zass'sk hammers his fists into the dragon, clawing away part of his scales, and uses his teeth to aggravate the wound further. Burning hot dragonic blood gushes down his side, and the dragon sways dangerously. The beholder presses its attack, one of its rays getting through and the other mind flayer spraying the dragon with shards of crystal from its outstretched hand. Between the both of them, they manage to penetrate deeply into the dragon's side, using your wound as an entry point, and the dragon falls heavily to the ground. You dodge adroitly out of the way, and one of the mind flayers gestures for you to come closer.*

"Go, run! He was the advance guard, there are others coming, we can't let them catch us scale-kin," it, no, she says. Suiting word to action, both mind flayers begin to run away from the site of combat, gliding oddly along the ground, the beholder flying ahead of them.

[OOC - Zykovian loses three more power points, and roles a spectacular 37 on his Bluff check. Kelvarix fails with a stunning 4, and falls for the trick. Kelvarix rolls a 22 for his Reflex save, but still takes 11 points of sonic damage... and since he only had 1 hit point left, that's quite enough to kill him.

Zass'sk, I'm a bit confused to your damage and attack progression. I assume you're attacking like an 8th level monk, so your damage is 1d10+7 and you have three attacks. At any rate, you hit with 1 claw attack for 17 points of damage and your bite for 10 points of damage. It didn't have many hit points left after that, and the beholder and the mind flayer finished it off.]

 

[Velmont]

"Give me that half-dragon! Let's see if you are a good opponent!"

Gortag charge the half-dragon, and strike at his weapon first, until is is destroy, then, he will start to slice and dice him.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Alyshia Ra'nier, Rogue/Wizard/Arcane Trickster

"First turning invisible, and now running away? Not the bravest dragon I have ever seen," *Alyshia muttered to herself with a shake of her head. She steps into the hallway, abandoning the cover that she had gained by remaining around the corner. Somehow, she doubted the dragon would be much of a threat, if it was running away. She started to cast another spell, to summon another arrow of noxious chemicals. However, before she could finish the spell, the dragon is felled by what appeared to be an impressive shout from the half dragon.* "Well done."

 

[Keia]

Zykovian, Half Sapphire Dragon Fighter/Rogue: 57/101 hps, 0 pps at rd. start

*Zykovian moved forward to where Kelvarix lay, looking for any items of power (he remembered the dorjes and stones, the skin and the eye), and gathers what he can, looking for other trouble.*

*However, before she could finish the spell, the dragon is felled by what appeared to be an impressive shout from the half dragon.* "Well done."

“Thank you, stranger,” Zykovian replied, “I doubt I would have been successful without your aid.”

Zykovian turned to Grim or where he thought Grim was and asked, “Kelvarix’s lair is not too far . . . the hoard . . . and a drow slave girl, named Antiphia, which he used as a personal hoard tender and . . . for his physical needs as well. My powers are rather low and I think we should retreat, but, I wanted you to have all of what I knew.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Grim, you Ellimon, Guran turn to see Alyshia, another of the Cagebreakers, in the company of Kilvash, one of the Godeaters, coming around the corner. Zykovian, another drow woman with braided and crimson-streaked long white hair and a human woman with short black hair, pale skin, and a strange spider-like mark on her face.*

*There's a faint cry from the direction of Kelvarix's body. If you turn and look you can spot a crevice a bit down the hall, and a dark face peering out of it. Zykovian, you would recognize that as Kelvarix's room and hoard-hall, and the face as the face of his hoard-tender, and drow woman called Antiphia.*

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*Gortag you hack at the half-dragon's two-bladed sword, landing all your blows, but you realize with a start that his weapon is made from the same material as your greataxe, adamantine, and it's going to be a bear to destroy. You haven't dented it yet.*

*The dragonkin press their attacks to no avail, their axes grating off your armor, but the half-dragon snarls at you and thrusts brutally into your stomach with the point of his weapon. Ishmael's arrows sail over the heads of the dragonkin and you can hear him presumably cursing in elven. Then a more viscious curse comes, and out of the corner of your eye you see another pair of dragonkin running up to engage the elf. They strike hard, and in his surprise he takes two identical blows to his ribs; you can hear the bones crack from here.*

*Renea gives a soft cry and grasps something from a pouch at her belt, making some writhing, arcane gestures with her hands. Her form melts and shifts into that of a huge powerful lion with a short mane, with bony spides around its face and along its back. Renea-the-lion then begins to run toward Ishamel, to help him even the odds. She knows you can handle the half-dragon.*

[OOC - The half-dragon rolled two 20s to confirm a crit, then rolled a total of 20 on his next two-bladed sword attack and a 9 on his bite. He does 31 points of damage to Gortag. Ishmael's three arrow attacks miss miserably, but the two dragonkin axes did not. Renea turned herself into a dire lion and is on the way to help Ishmael.]

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Zykovian, by tugging at the faint swirl of colors around Kelvarix's face, you can tug loose his skin of nimbleness into a squishy turquoise ball the size of a fist. He has five power stones (a clear diamond, a star ruby, an opal, a fire opal, and a sunstone), and three dorjes (a particularly thin and small smoky quartz, a moonstone one, and a black and red mottled bloodstone one) in a small sack. He also has some kind of potion in a clear, crystal vial, it is turquoise-colored, translucent, bubbling with effervescense, and has a vaguely buttery odor. There's also a crystal, a third eye that resembles a flat piece of pink agate carved into a star stuck to his forehead. You can pry it loose with a little effort.*

 

[Zerth]

*Zass'sk is satisfied to see the dragon finally fall, but also sighs in relief, that the beast didn't get any more chances to tear him to pieces. As he notices one of the mind flayers motioning to him, he approaches his new 'allies' carefully.*

"My heart is filled with joy as another oppressor is slain," he states with his sharp teeth still red for biting the dragon.

(OOC: The extra unarmed attack was due to haste from my boots. You are right, my base unarmed damage is 1d10, but monk's belt increases it to 2d6 [unarmed damage as monk of 5 levels higher]. I used a potion of enlarge person, which upped the damage to 3d6 for unarmed strikes and boosted my bite damage from 1d4 to 1d6. I got +2 Str for being large and my bracers of mighty fists +1 gave the final point of damage. That's 3d6+9 total.)

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The mind flayers look at Zass'sk carefully, and the female nods her head once.*

"I am Sekyen. To kill a dragon is to invite death upon oneself, and we must flee now. One dragon we may kill, but we have lost all of the skum, and the guards will be following him. We must flee cover the trail of the slaves. Come," she says, and turns back to her running. You notice the beholder moves in behind you, presumably for insurance. If you try to harm the mind flayers or turn on them in any other way, he can decimate you with his eye rays before you do too much damage. Then again, that's to be expected, you just met.

[OOC - Zerth, I get it now, my bad.]

 

[Zerth]

*Zass'sk listens to the mind flayer and simply nods at what she had to say. He runs after the mind flayers deeper into the caves.*

(OOC: No problem, Isida. There's really no reason, why I shouldn't have made your job a little easier and listed all the modifiers in my initial post. Will try to remember that in the future.)