Post by K Man on Jun 28, 2005 15:30:08 GMT -5
{I should have been more accurate about this doorway description. It's a standard secret door. A medium creature can easily fit through it, and a large can squeeze (1/2 movement). It's a 5 foot jump to ledge beyond, same height and again, jump DC 8. I've included a map and hope that does something.}
{Galdren, are you running through rooms 7,9 and into 1? Or running the other path of the rooms you've not explored yet? (4,3,2 into 1) I'm pretty sure it's the former, but I want to verify.}
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Krysta, Caelith, Girud, Mordrock, Galdren, and Garor - Mordrock, squeezing between the legs of the larger warriors, takes a few shots with his bow. [Attack Rolls = 20/21] The arrows fly well around the flapping demons, incinerating in the lava beyond...
Krysta takes her shots. [Attack Rolls = 30/22] The first arrow strikes demon 1, driving into a shoulder blade. [Damage Roll = 7] It howls, but does not show any pain from the strike.
The paladins nod, agreeing that they will not back down from this fight. One by one, they take to the smaller doorway and leap to the ledge, assisted by Girud and his magical boots. Aside from a few spells cast and the arrow shots of Mordrock and Krysta, everyone takes a moment to get into the room with the sweltering heat of the boiling lava.
The demons focus for a bit, shrieking and howling as though their very throats could bring the roof of this place down. You feel their screams shake you to the very bone... [Fear Effect Will Saves with Paladin Bonus = All Successes] The Demons snarl, knowing full well that the paladins are the cause for your unwavering courage.
Brother Hingar, once inside and on the ledge, withdraws his blade and levels it at Demon 2 - clearly the larger.
"I will see you into oblivion devil..."
{I know not much happened this round due to confusion about placement and range etc. I've updated the map. All shots were taken, all spells were cast and everyone easily made the 5ft jump if they want thanks to Girud's assistance. If you don't like placement, let me know or quote and modify yourself. I have Galdren outside, prepared to run around. (It will be a four rounf run if want Galdren, or place yourself somewhere inside on the ledge)}
Map;
... = Lava
[] = Pillar with innocents atop it
‡ = Devil 1 (70/77)
‡ = Devil 2 (98/98)
T = Michuth
B = Brother Hingar
J = Jannoch
V = Vorren
M= Mordrock
A = Adelia
G = Girud
D = Galdren
R = Garor
N = Alton
K = Krysta
[Initiative: Mordrock, Vorren, Garor, Krysta, Brother Hingar, Adelia, Girud and Galdren, The Demons, Michuth, Jannoch]
175 out of 200 Restoration points earned.
COUNTDOWN - 01:07 Hours to Apocalypse Clock Chime...
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Romar - The clerics usher you into a lavish eating hall where the conjure up lucious food and drink for you to enjoy. You spend the next day regaling your tales and adventures to the utmost detail, keeping all of them glued to their seats....
{Sorry, not much for you to do. Feel free to embelish on a tale if you want.}
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Yuri - The clerics led you into a room, completely dark - so much so that not even your eyes of night can adjust. You are led to a circle, engraved in the floor and covered in strange symbols that you have no hope of comprehending. You are stripped bare by the acolytes and asked to kneel in the center of the circle.
For some time, you are left like this, naked and alone - for the first time in your undead state feeling very cold...
You become aware of a chanting. A very low, inaudible tune that goes deep into your body and shakes your bones. It sounds like a dozen voices, maybe more, all in unison - chanting a perfectly distrubing hymn.
Then it hits you...[glow=red,2,300]PAIN[/glow]
Like a thousand knives heated to a thousand degrees and plunged straight into your heart, the pain comes in a wave that grows in intensity - much like the chanting. Your head reels, your body is sent flying around, like a rag doll, this way and that.
You're barely aware of the chanting and the time that flows by as you can only focus on the deific forces tugging your body back and forth. At times you are filled with a sense of dread - the voice of Hirsuthe mocking you and your frail form as it's torn apart. At other times, you are filled with hope as a voice like a chorus of angels fills your head - speaking of your good deeds.
Darkness...light....darkness....light....
You only become vaguely aware of your surroundings what feels like decades later. You are lying, face up, on the cold stone floor and covered in sweat.
No, not sweat, blood...
When you wipe it from your eyes, you see that is a brilliant crimson. From your still-shaking toes to your heaving chest, a fine coat of blood covers you and seems to leak from every pore your living body once had. An acolyte approaches, carrying a stack of dry fabrics and a wash basin - to clean yourself.
The acolyte kneels over you and smiles, his face a sight for your aching body to see. The chanting has stopped and you feel strange - just as you expected. It is at this time that you are aware the room is no longer dark, but brilliantly lit. The roof has opened and now is exposed to the midday...
THE SUN!!!
You instinctively throw your hands up in defense and roll over, sending the acolytes bowl to the ground. You howl, crying for someone to help you and trying to scramble in your weak form to the edge of the circle, only to feel a hand on your blood-slicked back. It's the acolyte.
In a calm voice, he simply states, "It will no longer hurt you..."
Slowly, you turn around and face the young man, his silhouette fading in the sunlight...that's right, the sunlight.
Something must have changed...
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EDIT: I missed the Searing Light spell cast by Adelia last round. She succeeded on the Touch Attack Roll but failed the SR of the devil.
{Galdren, are you running through rooms 7,9 and into 1? Or running the other path of the rooms you've not explored yet? (4,3,2 into 1) I'm pretty sure it's the former, but I want to verify.}
__________________________________________________________________________________________
Krysta, Caelith, Girud, Mordrock, Galdren, and Garor - Mordrock, squeezing between the legs of the larger warriors, takes a few shots with his bow. [Attack Rolls = 20/21] The arrows fly well around the flapping demons, incinerating in the lava beyond...
Krysta takes her shots. [Attack Rolls = 30/22] The first arrow strikes demon 1, driving into a shoulder blade. [Damage Roll = 7] It howls, but does not show any pain from the strike.
The paladins nod, agreeing that they will not back down from this fight. One by one, they take to the smaller doorway and leap to the ledge, assisted by Girud and his magical boots. Aside from a few spells cast and the arrow shots of Mordrock and Krysta, everyone takes a moment to get into the room with the sweltering heat of the boiling lava.
The demons focus for a bit, shrieking and howling as though their very throats could bring the roof of this place down. You feel their screams shake you to the very bone... [Fear Effect Will Saves with Paladin Bonus = All Successes] The Demons snarl, knowing full well that the paladins are the cause for your unwavering courage.
Brother Hingar, once inside and on the ledge, withdraws his blade and levels it at Demon 2 - clearly the larger.
"I will see you into oblivion devil..."
{I know not much happened this round due to confusion about placement and range etc. I've updated the map. All shots were taken, all spells were cast and everyone easily made the 5ft jump if they want thanks to Girud's assistance. If you don't like placement, let me know or quote and modify yourself. I have Galdren outside, prepared to run around. (It will be a four rounf run if want Galdren, or place yourself somewhere inside on the ledge)}
Map;
[/pre]
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...[].......| |
.........../ |
......‡.../V |
..[]...../B |
..[].....\TG |
.......‡..\V R |
...[]......\____|
________________|KMAD
... = Lava
[] = Pillar with innocents atop it
‡ = Devil 1 (70/77)
‡ = Devil 2 (98/98)
T = Michuth
B = Brother Hingar
J = Jannoch
V = Vorren
M= Mordrock
A = Adelia
G = Girud
D = Galdren
R = Garor
N = Alton
K = Krysta
[Initiative: Mordrock, Vorren, Garor, Krysta, Brother Hingar, Adelia, Girud and Galdren, The Demons, Michuth, Jannoch]
175 out of 200 Restoration points earned.
COUNTDOWN - 01:07 Hours to Apocalypse Clock Chime...
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Romar - The clerics usher you into a lavish eating hall where the conjure up lucious food and drink for you to enjoy. You spend the next day regaling your tales and adventures to the utmost detail, keeping all of them glued to their seats....
{Sorry, not much for you to do. Feel free to embelish on a tale if you want.}
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yuri - The clerics led you into a room, completely dark - so much so that not even your eyes of night can adjust. You are led to a circle, engraved in the floor and covered in strange symbols that you have no hope of comprehending. You are stripped bare by the acolytes and asked to kneel in the center of the circle.
For some time, you are left like this, naked and alone - for the first time in your undead state feeling very cold...
You become aware of a chanting. A very low, inaudible tune that goes deep into your body and shakes your bones. It sounds like a dozen voices, maybe more, all in unison - chanting a perfectly distrubing hymn.
Then it hits you...[glow=red,2,300]PAIN[/glow]
Like a thousand knives heated to a thousand degrees and plunged straight into your heart, the pain comes in a wave that grows in intensity - much like the chanting. Your head reels, your body is sent flying around, like a rag doll, this way and that.
You're barely aware of the chanting and the time that flows by as you can only focus on the deific forces tugging your body back and forth. At times you are filled with a sense of dread - the voice of Hirsuthe mocking you and your frail form as it's torn apart. At other times, you are filled with hope as a voice like a chorus of angels fills your head - speaking of your good deeds.
Darkness...light....darkness....light....
You only become vaguely aware of your surroundings what feels like decades later. You are lying, face up, on the cold stone floor and covered in sweat.
No, not sweat, blood...
When you wipe it from your eyes, you see that is a brilliant crimson. From your still-shaking toes to your heaving chest, a fine coat of blood covers you and seems to leak from every pore your living body once had. An acolyte approaches, carrying a stack of dry fabrics and a wash basin - to clean yourself.
The acolyte kneels over you and smiles, his face a sight for your aching body to see. The chanting has stopped and you feel strange - just as you expected. It is at this time that you are aware the room is no longer dark, but brilliantly lit. The roof has opened and now is exposed to the midday...
THE SUN!!!
You instinctively throw your hands up in defense and roll over, sending the acolytes bowl to the ground. You howl, crying for someone to help you and trying to scramble in your weak form to the edge of the circle, only to feel a hand on your blood-slicked back. It's the acolyte.
In a calm voice, he simply states, "It will no longer hurt you..."
Slowly, you turn around and face the young man, his silhouette fading in the sunlight...that's right, the sunlight.
Something must have changed...
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EDIT: I missed the Searing Light spell cast by Adelia last round. She succeeded on the Touch Attack Roll but failed the SR of the devil.
