5 - 042: The End?

[K Man]

Romar -

The female cleric looks abashed at your response. She retracts and collects herself.

"I ah...I don't know what it means exactly. Fahrlanghn is the patron deity of travel and the open road...perhaps a vision awaits you on a path of his chosing?" She curls the parchment you wrote your words on, turning it over. "I can ask but one question of Fahrlanghn a day. If you would like to remain for the night in the Hidden City, I would be pleased to ask him your exact question tomorrow."

The lead cleric speaks again, his tone calming and restrained. "I feared the response would aggrevate you Romar. The gods speak to us all the time, but when we listen...when we truly listen, the awesome power of their clarity can be confusing."

He extends an open palm towards the exit of the meeting chamber.

"Please. You are welcome to remain with us and speak more...or..." He looks further down the open hallway to the double door exit beyond. "Or you may take the advice of your deity. Perhaps he awaits you on the path."

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All Others -

Yuri moves in silently, focusing on the weapons the guards carry. {I don't see any info on # of rays, or other effects. I don't have access to Psionic stuff here at work, so let me know if I need to update.} [Failed Ref Save, Damage = 38]

In a blast of sound, the lead guard's blade blows apart within it scabbard. Shocked and alarmed, the guards reach for their arms...

The battle has begun!!


{Let me know if positions need updating before this battle.}

{Initiative: Krysta (26), Alton (25), Yuri (24), Girud (20), The Elven Guards (19), Mordrock (18) + Garor (18), Adelia (16), Galdren (14)}

Map;

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    /            \
   /              \
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   \              / 
    \_____--_____/
          E E
         E   E


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|_/__|          |__\_|
  A  T          G  R
   M K            D

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<<<LEGEND>>>
G = Girud
D = Galdren
Y = Yuri
R = Garor
T = Alton
A = Adelia
K = Krysta
M = Mordrock


E = Elven Royal Guard {HP 50/50, AC 21, t 13, ff 20}

[VemuKhaham]

Still Romar was not calmed down. What it was exactly that he was mad at, he wasn't sure, but raving certainly felt good. "I will not stay here another day to hear any more of those sorry excuses for answers. Time is too much of the essence, and already I have wasted days to get here! Whatever my path must be, I now know that I will not find it here. These halls are devoid of justice or guidance. In this city, the weeds of evil have already grown their way into even the highest organs of leadership."

Romar suddenly was silent for a second or two, as if at last he came upon a point where he had to decide between calming down and stop with the mad raving, seeing the futility of his words, or keeping his head up proudly and continue. He looked at the people in the room, and beheld with disdain the obviously evil clerics with their skulls and dark symbols. In his mind, visions came of him cutting and chopping into the unholy mob as if it were weed. His anger grew.

He then passed the point where multiple options still existed before he even realized it, as if he had missed a turn. He was now on a lonely road, leading to an empty horizon of little prospect.

On that road, anger swelled with every passing inch. In a final outlet of futile anger, Romar said: "I hereby revoke my allegiance with the Hidden City, as Fahrlanghn is my witness. For the Traveler will still be my guide, but your city of worship is a mockery to his greatness. I am almost sorry that I saved this cesspool of evil, but I still have hope that some day wisdom may enter this godforsaken temple and the evil is driven out into the dungeons underneath, where it belongs."

Romar had said enough, cast one last scornful glance at the evil side of the audience and walked away from the council room with large strides. He made his way to the exit of the city without looking back, but nonetheless he had no clue to where he should go, or whether the meaning of the words of Fahrlanghn would ever reveal itself to him.

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I'm going to send a pm to you, Kman.

[GeneralMHB]

(OOC: *waits for Krysta...*)

[Fangor the Fierce]

Sorry guys, no internet for the last few days. Krysta is going all out for this. Simply go in, attack, get it over with... "GET IN THERE!"

+2 Mighty Comp Longbow of Shock, +15/+10, 1d8+2 +1d6 Elec dmg, x3
[dice=20]+15
[dice=8]+2+[dice=6]Electric

[dice=20]+10
[dice=8]+2+[dice=6]Electric[rand=97261258019225785843391400183152551940363260402848348579877737846]

[BluSpecs]

Since he cast Divine Power on himself during the prep round(?)

Garor charges the guards

Can he even get there this round?

[Japic]

{Ok, only Yuri acting in the surprise round is rediculous, Girud will not waste the surprise round. Base the closest E (since he's too far away for a single movement). Alton will attack with his bow trying to weaken their foes.

5 ft step around corner, loose single arrow at the enemy Girud is headed for.

[dice=20]+11 = 21 to hit

[dice=4]+1 = 5 dam

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Standing toe to toe with an elven defender Girud doesn't hesitate to bring his greatsword around in what would hopefully be deadly blows.

[dice=20]+17 = 25 to hit
[dice=20]+12 = 30 to hit

[dice=6][dice=6]+12 = 17 dam
[dice=6][dice=6]+12 = 19 dam

{AC 22}

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Alton moves closer to their foes and looses another arrow at the defenders (up 10 feet).

[dice=20]+12 = 30 to hit
[dice=4][dice=6][dice=6]+1 = 11 dam

{AC 22}

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I count 52 damage (assuming no DR or tricky somethings I can't see)[rand=493905178908959462808478361534935305190396850092866026100071110318]