015: Sword and Sworcery

[Yuthirin]

[17:10] <@Kotono> ----
[17:10] <@Kotono> Okay.
[17:11] <@Kotono> What are y'all gonna do now that you have another shard?
[17:11] <Thyan> Thought we agreed to go to Ysgard or whatever?
[17:11] <Aleira> OOC: Get money, fuck bitches? Also, Ysgard
[17:11] <@Kotono> Okay then, Ysgard is it.
[17:11] <@Kotono> It is.
[17:11] <@Kotono> ----
[17:12] <@Kotono> On leaving, the party proceeds out and back into the timeless void of silver...
[17:12] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[17:12] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[17:12] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 22." [1d100=22]
[17:12] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[17:12] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 88." [1d100=88]
[17:12] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[17:12] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 56." [1d100=56]
[17:12] <@Kotono> roll 1d1000
[17:12] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d1000 and gets 396." [1d1000=396]
[17:14] <@Kotono> The party wanders for an eternity of moments, always advancing forward with Hamish's cart. As you fly along you can see something ahead - several spots of something on the far horizon.
[17:14] * Hamish squints even more beneath his hat to see what's up ahead!
[17:15] * Thyan peers at the dots from the saddle of his bird.
[17:15] <@Kotono> OOC: Spot checks, anyone peering.
[17:15] * Iris narrows her eyes and peers ahead. This had better not be the start of another storm!
[17:15] * Aleira doesn't peer, leaving the peering to those with better eyes!
[17:15] <Iris> roll 1d20+13 eyes
[17:15] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+13 eyes and gets 32." [1d20=19]
[17:15] <Thyan> roll d20+10 Spot!
[17:15] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+10 Spot! and gets 27." [d20=17]
[17:16] <Thyan> roll d20+20 BIRD EYES@
[17:16] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+20 BIRD EYES@ and gets 31." [d20=11]
[17:16] <Hamish> roll 1d20+3 almost used Muirfinn's mod loloolol
[17:16] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+3 almost used Muirfinn's mod loloolol and gets 14." [1d20=11]
[17:16] <Iris> "Hm," Iris muses. "Battlefield? Astral shipwreck? There is no shortage of bodies, to be sure."
[17:17] <Hamish> "Izzat what it is?" Hamish squints even more, his eyes nearly closed. "What d'ya suppose we do? It's not like this plane is good luck for us or nothin'."
[17:17] <Thyan> "Aye.. Lots of dead. We could spread out and investigate. It's either a trap or a place we can find something useful. And give them their last rights."
[17:18] * Aleira blinks. "Why would we read anyone their rights? What'd they do wrong?"
[17:19] * Iris shrugs. "I am not unaccustomed to the presence of corpses. I see no reason this should stand in our way. Do what you like." Iris drifts forwards towards the killing field.
[17:19] <Hamish> "Funeral rites."
[17:19] * Aleira beams. "Oh! Thanks, Hammy."
[17:19] * Hamish shrugs, letting the horses carry on at their speed.
[17:19] * Thyan heads out with Iris.
[17:20] * Aleira drifts along in their general direction.
[17:20] <@Kotono> Flying on, you come to a field. A vast field in all directions ahead, broken bodies and debris. These are the bodies of warriors, with shattered armor and broken weapons. Yellow skinned warriors, slaughtered to a man. There are not dozens here, nor hundreds. There are thousands of corpses all ahead.
[17:21] <Thyan> "This.. Was a massive battle. It would take.. days to go through all of this."
[17:21] <Aleira> "Let's get started then! Start with the officers!"
[17:21] <Iris> "Battlefield," Iris concludes unnecessarily, casually identifying proper nomenclature of the participants involved. Are all the dead of the same race?
[17:22] <@Kotono> They look like it, yes. OOC: Quick K:P check here, Iris.
[17:23] <Iris> roll 1d20+14 one day I will learn to take ten
[17:23] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+14 one day I will learn to take ten and gets 19." [1d20=5]
[17:24] <Iris> "Githyanki," Iris says. "Evidently fighting amongst themselves. Or so I would assume, as I see no sign of other combatants."
[17:26] <Hamish> "Maybe they left behind some stuff." Hamish says as he slows the cart alongside the group.
[17:26] <Thyan> "Well, do we want to go through this, or move on before more show up?
[17:26] <Thyan> "
[17:27] <Iris> "They left behind a vast amount of 'stuff,'" Iris observes. "I could scan for magic items if anyone insists on looting. Obviously we could not make a thorough search, however."
[17:29] <Thyan> "I can help with that."
[17:29] * Thyan pulls out a wand.
[17:29] <Thyan> "I have a wand of detect magic here. It'd go faster."
[17:31] <Iris> "I would suggest that we could find better pursuits with which to occupy ourselves," Iris says. "Beyond anything truly remarkable that might catch our interest, I would prefer we not take up new careers as battlefield scavengers."
[17:31] <Hamish> "Suit yerself."
[17:32] <Thyan> "With how things have been going for us, a bit of looting might find us something that will help us. After all, we still need to go back to Hades, at the very least."
[17:32] <@Kotono> OOC: Going to scan for magic then?
[17:33] <Thyan> OOC: I will, at least. Call me a scav, but it's utilitarianism from living off the land. Don't pass up opportunities for resources.
[17:33] <Iris> OOC: Iris has two Detect Magic's memorized, each lasts for seven minutes. Might as well  see if anything pings while passing through the field, but I'm not making a body-to-body search
[17:33] <@Kotono> OOC: Make a search check anyone DMing.
[17:33] <Iris> roll 1d20+13
[17:33] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+13 and gets 23." [1d20=10]
[17:33] <Thyan> OOC: Don't I need to UMD the wand first?
[17:33] <@Kotono> OOC: UMD it up then.
[17:34] <Thyan> roll d20+10 UMD
[17:34] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+10 UMD and gets 27." [d20=17]
[17:34] <@Kotono> OOC: Roll search, Iddy.
[17:37] <Thyan> roll d20+12 Search
[17:37] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+12 Search and gets 28." [d20=16]
[17:37] <@Kotono> The two search. It's largely a ruin of broken bodies and shattered metal - until you see something. It's 60ft ahead, in a cluster of broken bodies. Something that radiates magic!
[17:37] <Fiora> roll 1d20+2 wis check
[17:37] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+2 wis check and gets 5." [1d20=3]
[17:37] * Thyan heads towards it, still cautious considering the bodies.
[17:37] <@Kotono> roll 1d20 wis check Morana
[17:37] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20 wis check Morana and gets 16." [1d20=16]
[17:38] <Iris> Iris will, of course, apply her analytical abilities to determine what precisely this magical object is for, once she gets close enough to examine it.
[17:39] <@Kotono> OOC: Make spellcraft, Iris.
[17:39] * Fiora will help people poke around, moving things as instructed, etc.
[17:40] <Iris> roll 1d20+16
[17:40] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+16 and gets 36." [1d20=20]
[17:41] * Aleira will also use her girlishly strong body to help shift corpses!
[17:42] * Hamish watches, clearly not strong at all!
[17:42] <@Kotono> Shifting corpses, you find it! A cutlass, hilt of gold and sharp! It's not even damaged unlike everything else. It floats in the air here, simply hovering in place.
[17:43] <Iris> "Something magical lies ahead," Iris alerts the others. "Magical and conscious. I am obliged to investigate. Might we be present as a unit, in case it proves unfriendly?"
[17:43] * Fiora places a hand on Skyrose's hilt, and moves next to Iris, "Of course."
[17:43] <Hamish> "Suppose." Hamish leaps off the cart and floats lazily over.
[17:44] * Iris approaches the mysterious magical signature to find out what it is--or who?
[17:44] <@Kotono> It's coming from the cutlass floating in the void.
[17:45] <Iris> "Hello?" Iris addresses the object experimentally.
[17:45] <Thyan> "Do you think this thing was the cause of this battle?"
[17:45] <@Kotono> No answer from the blade.
[17:46] * Fiora eyes the blade with Detect Evil, just in case.
[17:47] <Iris> Iris frowns, but science(!) demands that risks occasionally be taken. Unless anyone proves to have immediate objections to this course of action, she reaches for the hilt of the sword.
[17:47] <Fiora> "There is no malice in the blade that I can see," Fiora announces quietly.
[17:47] <@Kotono> OOC: What's your alignment, Iris?
[17:47] <Iris> OOC: LN
[17:48] <@Kotono> OOC: Roll a will save.
[17:48] <Iris> roll 1d20+9
[17:48] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+9 and gets 19." [1d20=10]
[17:50] <@Kotono> Iris pauses on taking the sword, before she screams! A scream of pure anguish, echoing about! She whirls towards the party, cutlass in hand! Her eyes are wild, wide open and bloodshot. Her entire face is strained terribly, shaking like a leaf. "What happened?!" she demands, "Tell me! What happened!"
[17:50] * Fiora quickly cants resurgence, clearly something went wrong here!
[17:50] * Thyan draws an arrow, but doesn't do much else than that.
[17:50] <Fiora> (OOC: giving Iris another save)
[17:51] * Hamish looks surprised, eyebrows rising so fast as to nearly push the hat off his head!
[17:51] <Thyan> "What the hell are you talking about? You grabbed the sword!"
[17:51] <Iris> roll 1d20+9 sure!
[17:51] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+9 sure! and gets 20." [1d20=11]
[17:52] <@Kotono> Iris looks around to each of you, "Who are you? Are you my allies?" she asks, "Are you my enemies? I am the sword!" Waving the sword about like a baton, "What happened? Why am I in this battlefield? What did I do?"
[17:53] <Thyan> "... Uh.. What. The sword?"
[17:53] * Thyan glances at the others.
[17:53] <Fiora> "We don't know," Fiora says calmly, "We came across this wrecked ship that looks like a battle was fought here. We were investigating, when we found...you, I suppose."
[17:53] <Hamish> "...you're posessed by the sword?" Hamish looks at Iris warily.
[17:54] * Merc-zzz is now known as Merc
[17:54] <Hamish> "Why're ya possessin' my ex-wifey?"
[17:55] <@Kotono> "I am possessing her," Iris says, waving the sword, even wilder. "I can't remember anything - not even my name," Iris says. "I've forgotten something important and I don't know what!"
[17:56] <Thyan> "Uh, well... We were traveling when we came across this.. Battlefield. We found.. you.. floating here, alone. Our friend, the one you possessed, was trying to figure out what you were."
[17:58] <@Kotono> "I'm a sword. A cutlass." Iris replies as if it's obvious, "But I don't know what else. I have something important, a purpose that I can't remember."
[17:59] <Thyan> "Well... I understand that you're distressed, but.. You'd make use feel a lot better if you released our friend."
[17:59] <Fiora> "Perhaps you would remember your purpose better in a warrior's hand, rather then a mage's?" Fiora offers, her voice...very faintly shaking, though she held her hand out towards Iris, "I am a paladin, I...don't know how, but maybe I can help you?"
[17:59] <Hamish> "Well, technically you're Iris right now. My ex-wife." Hamish helpfully points out.
[17:59] <@Kotono> "Very well," Iris says after a moment, floating to Fiora and extending her sword hand out. "Here."
[18:01] * Fiora takes a deep breath, and closes her hand around the hilt of the blade...
[18:02] <@Kotono> OOC: Make a will save.
[18:03] <Fiora> roll 1d20+10 come on now. And does Morana have an aura up I could benefit from?
[18:03] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+10 come on now. And does Morana have an aura up I could benefit from? and gets 30." [1d20=20]
[18:04] <@Kotono> Fiora is bombarded by a sense of pure being, pure ego - but she holds it back! At the same time the sword glows white, healing energy engulfing Fiora! Meanwhile Iris comes back to her senses!
[18:04] <@Kotono> roll 2d8+3
[18:04] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+3 and gets 8." [2d8=4, 1]
[18:05] * Iris grimaces, rubs her forehead and emits an inarticulate noise of displeasure. "I have seen enough of that, thank you very much," she mutters irritably.
[18:06] * Thyan lowers his bow and sighs in relief.
[18:06] <Thyan> "Iris. You're going to give me grey hair, woman."
[18:07] <Thyan> "And I'm not even your husband."
[18:07] <Hamish> "That's my job! Or it used ta be. She hates me, though."
[18:07] * Fiora holds the blade up to examine it, "Can you speak without taking control of me?"
[18:08] <Hamish> roll 1d20+17 psicraft gogogo
[18:08] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+17 psicraft gogogo and gets 20." [1d20=3]
[18:09] <@Kotono> No response from the blade, besides a momentary, faint staticy sound.
[18:09] <Hamish> roll 1d20+14 concentration check
[18:09] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+14 concentration check and gets 25." [1d20=11]
[18:10] <Iris> "I do not hate anyone in particular," Iris feels obliged to correct Hamish. "I tend not to find it a productive attitude. A dispassionate acknowledgement of your personal flaws should not be construed as hatred."
[18:10] <Hamish> "Someone tryin' ta use mind speakin' around here...but they're doing it wrong." Hamish says, looking around without really seeing.
[18:11] <Fiora> "Perhaps...it's the sword?" Fiora suggests, "Hamish, try telepathically speaking with the blade?"
[18:11] <Thyan> "I say we *move.* Battlefields like this tend to attract things, and I'd rather be somewhere more secure while we deal with this."
[18:12] * Fiora begins looking over the blade, looking for...well, cracks, flaws, thinking that maybe something wrong with the sword itself affected the ego in the blade's memory.
[18:12] <Iris> "We may attempt further communication while we move?" Iris suggests in response to both ideas.
[18:12] * Hamish concentrates on the blade as he climbs back onto the cart. He thinks at it, "Hey you."
[18:12] * Fiora has no trouble moving while doing so!
[18:13] <@Kotono> '....AH!" In your minds the sword's voice is heard. It's quite loud, like it is shouting right into your ear, 'THAT'S IT! I REMEMBER HEALING AND TELEPATHY NOW! THAT SPELL YOU HAVE REMINDED ME, AND THE OTHER ONE REMINDED ME OF TELEPATHY!"
[18:14] <Thyan> OOC: Everybody?
[18:14] <Hamish> "HOLY FUCK!" Hamish falls off the cart.
[18:14] <@Kotono> OOC: Everybody. All of y'all.
[18:14] * Fiora winces, "Yes, I see. Now, ah...could your lower your...uh...voice, I suppose? Please?"
[18:14] * Thyan winces and grinds his teeth.
[18:15] <@Kotono> 'Very well.' It's still loud, but not painfully so. 'You seem like useful types. One of you should wield me.'
[18:15] * Thyan looks at Hamish.
[18:16] <Thyan> "Useful."
[18:16] <Fiora> "Has this helped you remember your purpose or name? Or merely abilities?"
[18:16] <Iris> "I have no affinity for blades, much less ones that requisition my mind for their own purposes," Iris says, immediately dodging responsibility for this object.
[18:16] <Hamish> "I think the sword sprained my brain." Hamish says, eyes pointed in opposing directions.
[18:17] <@Kotono> 'I can't even remember my name,' It admits, 'I remember how to heal and talk.' A laugh, 'Girl, you aren't worthy to wield me. You there! The one with a bow! Get rid of that bow and use me to fight instead! Or the girl who reminded me how to heal.
[18:17] <@Kotono> '
[18:19] <Thyan> "Ah. I'd be willing, except.. I only have the most minimal training with swords. If you're alright with the fact that I wouldn't use you often, I suppose I could carry you."
[18:19] * Iris demonstrates through surly silence that this comment is also unworthy of a response!
[18:19] <Fiora> "Lady Sunfang and I are both warriors, we'll discuss which of us would benefit more from your aid while we travel, I suppose?" Fiora suggests, looking to Morana for her thoughts.(OOC: I know she's being robod, but...well, still seems like the thing to do)
[18:22] * Hamish climbs unsteadily up onto the cart again. He eyes the sword as he does.
[18:22] * Thyan peers at it from his perch on his bird.
[18:23] <@Kotono> 'Figure it out as we go. Maybe I'll remember something,' It ventures.
[18:23] * Fiora nods, "That sounds like a plan." (OOC: I'm ready to move on then.)
[18:24] <Hamish> OOC: Cart is ready.
[18:24] <Thyan> OOC: I'm ready to move on.
[18:24] <@Kotono> roll 1d100
[18:24] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d100 and gets 32." [1d100=32]
[18:25] <@Kotono> You travel on, past the battlefield and further on. After a timeless time of this, as you wander the silver void, 'No good,' It announces to all of you. 'I can't remember my name. Call me...Siri until I do.'
[18:27] <Thyan> "Alright, Siri."
[18:27] <Fiora> "A far better name then Aroif," Fiora quips with a smile.
[18:28] * Fiora has done introductions for their newest 'party member' by this point, of course.
[18:29] <Iris> "Most names are ultimately without true significance anyway," Iris says. "I am sure it will suffice."
[18:29] <@Kotono> 'It will suffice,' The sword says, 'It's something I can throw away at a moment's notice and no one will care, so Siri is enough.'
[18:29] <Hamish> "You're as pretty as a flower, dear. I'm sure your name has meaning!" Hamish consoles Iris.
[18:30] <Iris> Somehow, Iris feels she should be offended by the sword's statement.
[18:30] <Iris> "If we are no longer married, you have no need to flatter me," Iris responds to Hamish.
[18:31] <Hamish> "But I likes to."
[18:31] <Fiora> "You know, I actually do have the authority to officiate a marriage," Fiora winks at Hamish while trying not to giggle.
[18:32] * Thyan wisely stays out of this one.
[18:32] <Hamish> "I think ye'd have to have her bound and gagged with a note over her face to get her to say 'I do.'" Hamish replies.
[18:32] <Iris> "A useful ability should we actually encounter someone who wishes to engage in such an enterprise," Iris says, studiously ignoring Hamish."
[18:34] <@Kotono> You travel on a time longer! Soon enough, you come on a color pool! It is a rich, vibrant purple.
[18:34] * Thyan uses his portal sense to see if this is it..
[18:34] <@Kotono> OOC: Your portal sense notes it doesn't work in the Astral.
[18:36] <@Kotono> 'Hey!' Siri speaks up, 'I remembered something!'
[18:36] <Hamish> 'Oh?'
[18:37] <Iris> roll 1d20+14 KP, destination: where?
[18:37] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+14 KP, destination: where? and gets 33." [1d20=19]
[18:37] <@Kotono> 'Yes. It's a story and it goes starts like this: A githyanki, a lillend and a mind flayer walk into a festhall. Does this sound familiar to any of you?'
[18:38] <Hamish> 'It sounds like the start of a decent joke.'
[18:38] * Iris nods in confirmation after a moment's recollection. "Ysgard," she says in reference to the portal.
[18:38] <Thyan> "Finally something goes right."
[18:39] * Thyan heads for the portal!
[18:39] * Hamish heads forward!
[18:39] <Fiora> "I don't know that one, no." Fiora chuckles, and heads for the portal.
[18:41] * Thyan advances through the portal!
[18:41] <@Kotono> 'You see, they go in and the proprietor says...' What more is lost as the party passes into the portal! A rushing, windy sensation as you fly along! Reality stretches and twists and you have a sensation of rising up - startlingly familiar to Iris, bringing a momentary but vivid memory of floating out of her headless body - and up and up! When it clears, you stand on a rocky mountain cliff. Before you is a vast fjord, the air chill-cold and the sky a brilliant blue. Everything seems sharp and alive here, colors bright and the world vibrant.
[18:42] * Thyan closes his eyes and breathes in the air.
[18:43] <Thyan> "Ahh.. This is my kind of land. Wilderness."
[18:43] * Fiora takes a deep breath, reveling in the air without even letting the unsettling wildness of the land bother her.
[18:43] <@Kotono> '...and that's when the mind flayer says, "Well, I charge for THAT too!' Siri finishes.
[18:43] <Hamish> "Breathe, my friends!" Hamish cries as the chill and sense of belonging seeps in!
[18:43] <@Kotono> OOC: Pause right there a moment.
[18:43] <@Kotono> roll 1d6
[18:43] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d6 and gets 3." [1d6=3]
[18:44] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+17 (-? ????)
[18:44] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+17 (-? ????) and gets 22." [1d20=5]
[18:44] <@Kotono> OOC: Flatfooted AC, Hamish?
[18:44] <Hamish> OOC: 10
[18:45] <@Kotono> roll 4d8+30
[18:45] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 4d8+30 and gets 50." [4d8=4, 4, 5, 7]
[18:46] <@Kotono> Suddenly Hamish staggers forward! A huge, oversized axe is stabbed into his back, ripped out a moment later! A giant of a man looms over him, ripping the axe out! He is bald and nude, save for a loincloth. His muscles have muscles that have muscles, absolutely massive! He pulls his axe out - too large for him by a few orders of magnitude. In a loud, booming voice, "WELCOME TO FUCKING YSGARD!" he shouts as Hamish bleeds! "ENJOY YOUR STAY!"
[18:47] * Thyan responds with arrows.
[18:47] <@Kotono> OOC: Init then if you're going hostile. Not that I can blame you, but.
[18:47] <Hamish> roll 1d2012 ow
[18:47] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d2012 ow and gets 772." [1d2012=772]
[18:47] <Thyan> OOC: Someone just randomly cut Hamish in half. Yes. Hostility.
[18:47] <Hamish> OOC: GUESS I'M GOING FIRST
[18:47] <Fiora> roll 1d20+1 init, going to be healing Hamish but I suspect battle will be joined before I'm done.
[18:47] <Hamish> roll 1d20+12 ow

[Yuthirin]

[18:47] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d20+1 init, going to be healing Hamish but I suspect battle will be joined before I'm done. and gets 14." [1d20=13]
[18:47] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+12 ow and gets 30." [1d20=18]
[18:47] <@Kotono> OOC: Someone robo Morana?
[18:48] <Thyan> roll d20+4 Init
[18:48] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+4 Init and gets 10." [d20=6]
[18:48] * Merc is now known as Morana
[18:48] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+13 Axeguy
[18:48] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+13 Axeguy and gets 14." [1d20=1]
[18:48] <Iris> roll 1d20+11 did Morana give us a bonus on this?
[18:48] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+11 did Morana give us a bonus on this? and gets 20." [1d20=9]
[18:48] * Kotono changes topic to 'Hamish(30)>Iris(20)>Axeguy(14)>Thyan(10) '
[18:48] <@Morana> roll d20+1+5 of course there's a +5 bonus!
[18:48] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d20+1+5 of course there's a +5 bonus! and gets 15." [d20=9]
[18:48] * Kotono changes topic to 'Hamish(30)>Iris(20)>Morana(15)>Axeguy(14)>Thyan(10) '
[18:49] <Fiora> OOC: bonus makes mine 19 then
[18:49] * Kotono changes topic to 'Hamish(30)>Iris(20)>Fiora(19)>Morana(15)>Axeguy(14)>Thyan(10) '
[18:49] <@Kotono> OOC: Aleira?
[18:49] <Thyan> OOC: Makes my init 15 with the +5 via Morana
[18:49] * Kotono changes topic to 'Hamish(30)>Iris(20)>Fiora(19)>Morana(15)>Thyan(15)>Axeguy(14) '
[18:51] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay, someone robo Aleira and roll for her ,since I suspect Zeph's watching the debate and not paying attention.
[18:51] <Iris> roll 1d20+12 Aleira
[18:51] * Hatbot --> "Iris rolls 1d20+12 Aleira and gets 22." [1d20=10]
[18:52] * Kotono changes topic to 'Hamish(30)>Aleira(22)>Iris(20)>Fiora(19)>Morana(15)>Thyan(15)>Axeguy(14) '
[18:52] <@Kotono> OOC: Go Hamish.
[18:52] <Iris> OOC: should note Iris is 25 with the bonus from Morana!
[18:52] * Kotono changes topic to 'Hamish(30)>Iris(25)>Aleira(22)>Fiora(19)>Morana(15)>Thyan(15)>Axeguy(14) '
[18:54] <Hamish> "ArgggggTHANKS MOTHERFUCKER!" Hamish says, and suddenly there is another muscly horned dude behind the muscly dude, ramming into him with a fierceness! OOC: Astral Construct, manifested with Extra Attack. 7 PP cost
[18:54] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay.
[18:54] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10
[18:54] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10 and gets 30." [1d20=20]
[18:54] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10
[18:54] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10 and gets 18." [1d20=8]
[18:55] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10 crit threat
[18:55] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10 crit threat and gets 27." [1d20=17]
[18:55] <@Kotono> OOC: One normal crit.
[18:55] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit. Normal hit.
[18:55] <Hamish> roll 2d6+20
[18:55] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 2d6+20 and gets 27." [2d6=5, 2]
[18:55] <Hamish> roll 1d6+10
[18:55] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d6+10 and gets 14." [1d6=4]
[18:56] <@Kotono> OOC: One normal hit. The other missed. I mis-said one normal crit. So only one damage roll.
[18:56] <Hamish> OOC: Slams all
[18:56] <Hamish> OHHHH
[18:56] <Hamish> roll 1d6+10 normal hit because my crit was stolen
[18:56] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d6+10 normal hit because my crit was stolen and gets 11." [1d6=1]
[18:57] <@Kotono> The beast slams the hunk of muscles, perhaps mildly bruising him! He doesn't look overly pained at all, only grinning wider! OOC: Iris.
[18:59] <Iris> "Do you just stand here by the portal, waiting for someone to walk out?" Iris says, incredulous at the rudeness of this greeting. "Can you truly find no better hobbies?" She chants a spell to grand her allies quicksilver speed, then puts some safe distance between her and the axe-man. (OOC: all PCs hasted)
[18:59] <@Kotono> OOC: Okay. Aleira.
[19:00] <Aleira> OOC: What's the distance from me, again?
[19:00] <@Kotono> OOC: 10ft away.
[19:01] * Aleira dashes forward without another word, readying a stunning fist at the forefront of a flurry of blows!
[19:01] <Aleira> roll 1d20+11 Stunning Fist
[19:01] * Hatbot --> "Aleira rolls 1d20+11 Stunning Fist and gets 17." [1d20=6]
[19:01] <Aleira> roll 1d20+11 attack 2
[19:01] * Hatbot --> "Aleira rolls 1d20+11 attack 2 and gets 20." [1d20=9]
[19:01] <Aleira> roll 1d20+6 attack 3
[19:01] * Hatbot --> "Aleira rolls 1d20+6 attack 3 and gets 17." [1d20=11]
[19:03] <@Kotono> Aleira sends a flurry of blows, but they bounce right off the muscled hide of the warrior! He doesn't even flinch! OOC: Fiora.
[19:04] * Fiora moves next to Hamish, too busy healing her friend to chide the giant! "Let this light be a blessed rain upon you!" (OOC: Cure Serious!)
[19:04] <Fiora> roll 3d8+13 healed
[19:04] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 3d8+13 healed and gets 28." [3d8=6, 2, 7]
[19:05] <@Kotono> Wounds heal, Hamish restored to health and vitality! OOC: Morana?
[19:05] <Hamish> "Thanks!"
[19:09] * Kotono changes topic to 'AC=Hamish(30)>Iris(25)>Aleira(22)>Fiora(19)>Morana(15)>Thyan(15)>Axeguy(14) '
[19:09] * @Morana moves closer to the strange man and slashes at him! "Don't worry, we'll enjoy ourselves here, I'm sure! You won't have as cheerful an evening, I'm sure though!" she puts extra effort into her attacks as she tries to avenge Hamish's poor greeting to Ysgard!
[19:09] <@Morana> roll d20+18 avenging strike
[19:09] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d20+18 avenging strike and gets 21." [d20=3]
[19:10] <@Morana> roll d20+18 avenging strike
[19:10] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d20+18 avenging strike and gets 28." [d20=10]
[19:10] <@Morana> roll d20+13 avenging strike
[19:10] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d20+13 avenging strike and gets 22." [d20=9]
[19:10] <@Morana> ooc: also, switching auras
[19:10] <@Kotono> OOC: One hit.
[19:11] <@Morana> roll d6+4+2d6
[19:11] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d6+4+2d6 and gets 15." [d6=4][2d6=4, 3]
[19:12] <@Kotono> Morana hacks at him, but her scimitar bounces off his chest save for one slash! That does draw blood, but the wound is already healing! OOC: Thyan.
[19:12] * Thyan releases his arrows at the hulk, hoping to take out an eye or two!
[19:12] <Thyan> roll d20+12 Atk 1
[19:12] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+12 Atk 1 and gets 14." [d20=2]
[19:13] <Thyan> OOC: Ack, that might be wrong. Am I inside 30 ft?
[19:13] <@Kotono> OOC:  Yes.
[19:13] <Thyan> roll d20+13 Atk 1
[19:13] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+13 Atk 1 and gets 30." [d20=17]
[19:13] <Thyan> roll d20+8 Atk 2
[19:13] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+8 Atk 2 and gets 25." [d20=17]
[19:13] <Thyan> roll d20+13 Atk 3 (Haste)
[19:13] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls d20+13 Atk 3 (Haste) and gets 19." [d20=6]
[19:14] <@Kotono> OOC: One hit.
[19:14] <Thyan> roll 1d8+7
[19:14] * Hatbot --> "Thyan rolls 1d8+7 and gets 10." [1d8=3]
[19:16] <@Kotono> The arrows fly! Two bounce off but a third lodges in his shoulder! The axe fighter barely seems to notice, grinning ear to ear! "WARNING: YSGARD MAY BE FUCKING COMBATIVE!" With that he swings out, massive axe striking all around in a whirlwind fury! OOC: This attack is vs. everyone but Iris, who retreated back out of range. Note your ACs after this roll.
[19:17] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+17 (-3 PA)
[19:17] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+17 (-3 PA) and gets 34." [1d20=17]
[19:17] <Hamish> OOC: Not that
[19:17] <@Morana> ooc: 27. And ow.
[19:17] <Thyan> OOC: 18 for me, 23 for bird.
[19:17] <Fiora> OOC: try 18
[19:18] <@Kotono> roll 4d8+30
[19:18] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 4d8+30 and gets 44." [4d8=6, 3, 1, 4]
[19:19] <Fiora> "NO!" Fiora shouts, her magic quickly seeking Thyan!
[19:19] <Fiora> roll 1d4+5 close wounds, immediate action
[19:19] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 1d4+5 close wounds, immediate action and gets 8." [1d4=3]
[19:19] <@Kotono> OOC: Popping close wounds? Okay.
[19:20] <Aleira> OOC: 22 here
[19:20] <Thyan> OOC: I'm still at 0. I have 36 HP. 36+8=44.
[19:20] <Fiora> OOC: that should be +9, not +5. Thyan heals 12, not 8
[19:20] <Thyan> OOC: Okay, I'm at 4.
[19:21] <Fiora> OOC: someone besides me alter HP, please
[19:21] <@Morana> ooc: Not it!
[19:22] * Hamish staggers from the sweeping blow. "No kidding!?"
[19:24] <@Kotono> The slashes rip into the party all over, tearing into them fearsomely! It is too much for Aleira, collapsing in a bloody heap! The muscled man grins even more, as....OOC: AC and Hamish. Also note the AC's HP after the strike.
[19:25] <Hamish> OOC: AC starts at 47 HP...so he has 3.
[19:27] * Hamish grits his teeth, blasting at the overly-muscled giant even as he backs away!
[19:27] <Hamish> roll 1d20+10 ranged touch
[19:27] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d20+10 ranged touch and gets 27." [1d20=17]
[19:28] <@Kotono> OOC: Hit.
[19:28] <Hamish> roll 7d6 crystal shard, 7pp cost
[19:28] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 7d6 crystal shard, 7pp cost and gets 26." [7d6=3, 6, 5, 5, 2, 4, 1]
[19:28] <Hamish> OOC: Retreating 30 ft
[19:29] <Hamish> roll 2#1d20+10 AC attacking
[19:29] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 2#1d20+10 AC attacking and gets 44." [2#1d20+10 = 16, 28]
[19:29] <@Kotono> OOC: One hit.
[19:30] <Hamish> roll 1d6+10
[19:30] * Hatbot --> "Hamish rolls 1d6+10 and gets 11." [1d6=1]
[19:30] <@Kotono> A flying crystal shard flies into the shoulder of the muscled freak as a blow hits him from behind! It's enough to momentarily stagger him, but he's still up even if bleeding! OOC: Ow. Okay. Iris.
[19:32] <Iris> "Are you even capable of uttering a sentence without including gratuitous references to fornication?" Iris complains, then chanting a spell to restrict the brute's movements. (OOC: Slow, will 17 negates)
[19:33] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+10
[19:33] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+10 and gets 15." [1d20=5]
[19:34] <Iris> OOC: 7 round duration. For reference: http://dndtools.eu/spells/players-handbook-v35--6/slow--2873/
[19:34] <@Kotono> The man replies as his movements slow, "OH FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKIIIIIINNNNGGGGGG BBBBUUUULLLLSSSSSHHHHH-" OOC: Aleira +2 HP, at -1. Fiora.
[19:36] * Fiora draws her blade and moves back away from the man, clearly unable to outpace him with her healing. As she does, Skyrose glows blue for a moment...then shards of ice plummet out of the sky to strike him as she swings, "Life is short! Bury, STEADY SWORD!" (OOC: Moving 30ft away, draw as part of move, Stasis Sword.)
[19:36] <Fiora> roll 2d6 ice damage. Ref 16 for half. If failed, stunned 1 round.
[19:36] * Hatbot --> "Fiora rolls 2d6 ice damage. Ref 16 for half. If failed, stunned 1 round. and gets 7." [2d6=2, 5]
[19:36] <@Kotono> roll 1d20+8
[19:36] * Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+8 and gets 16." [1d20=8]
[19:37] <Fiora> (OOC: Was that counting the -1 penalty on Ref saves from Slow!?!?)
[19:37] <@Kotono> OOC: No actually.
[19:37] <@Kotono> The cold batters the slowed warrior, but he's still up and fighting...until he stops entirely, dropping his axe! OOC: Stunned one round. Morana.
[19:38] * @Morana attacks the stunned man without remorse!
[19:38] <@Morana> roll d20+18 avenging strike
[19:38] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d20+18 avenging strike and gets 30." [d20=12]
[19:38] <@Morana> roll d20+18 avenging strike
[19:38] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d20+18 avenging strike and gets 22." [d20=4]
[19:38] <@Morana> roll d20+7 no avenging
[19:38] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d20+7 no avenging and gets 20." [d20=13]
[19:38] <@Kotono> OOC: All hit.
[19:39] <@Morana> roll d6+4+2d6
[19:39] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d6+4+2d6 and gets 8." [d6=2][2d6=1, 1]
[19:39] <@Morana> roll d6+4+2d6
[19:39] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d6+4+2d6 and gets 11." [d6=5][2d6=1, 1]
[19:39] <@Morana> roll d6+4
[19:39] * Hatbot --> "Morana rolls d6+4 and gets 7." [d6=3]
[19:39] <@Kotono> Wounded and stunned, the warrior can't defend against Morana's slashing flurry! He's knocked back, axe lying before you as he tumbles off the edge of the cliff! OOC: Free act, you got 'em.
[19:40] <Hamish> "Take the axe or let him keep it?" Hamish asks, coming back to the group.
[19:40] * Thyan coughs up some blood.
[19:40] * Fiora sighs...then sheathes her sword and goes to check on her companions, quite thankful for the natural healing of the plane.
[19:40] * Aleira moans incoherently.
[19:40] <Thyan> "Fiora.. Thanks. You really saved me back there."
[19:40] <Iris> "I am obliged to remind everyone that it was a majority vote that brought us to this barbarous place," Iris says, surveying the group's wounds.
[19:40] <@Morana> "Good job guys. He was a tough one..." Morana says before smiling widely and slapping Thyan in the back. "See? I told you we'd get good training out of Ysgard!"
[19:41] <@Kotono> 'That was incredible!' Siri pipes up, 'One of us use me! I want to be part of the next battle!'
[19:41] * Thyan chuckles at Morana and twirls his mustache.
[19:41] <Thyan> "Aye, you did."
[19:41] <Hamish> "I did originally suggest Celestia." Hamish points out.
[19:42] * Iris turns and peers off the cliff, testing shardsense for directions as she looks out below for any signs of settlements.
[19:43] <Fiora> (OOC: should I be healing people up and keeping track of spells, or will regen take care of it for us here?)
[19:43] <@Morana> OOC: we'll heal up to full in like a minute.
[19:43] <@Kotono> Below you is a vast fjord. Behind you is a cliff path rising up a massively tall mountain. Upwards is the snow line, climbing up. Downward are pine trees and mountain paths. No sign of immediate settlements. You can sense a shard - on the horizon, far away.
[19:43] <@Kotono> OOC: Yeah, you're healing already.
[19:44] * Aleira climbs to her feet, stretching.
[19:44] * @Morana picks up the axe. "Think he'll come fight us again if we take his axe?" Morana asks, twirling the weapon around, getting a feel for its balance. She suspects she'd favor her own weapon, but it's nice to try other things too.
[19:45] * Fiora leaves one of her advertisements for Gloma in as stable of a spot as she can manage near the portal...it does lead to the Astral, after all!
[19:45] <Iris> "I am not eager to test this theory," Iris says.
[19:45] <@Kotono> The axe is 15 feet long, too much for Morana. She ha son idea how he was able to wield it! It's heavy!
[19:46] <Thyan> "If the stories I've heard about this place are even half true, he'll come after us again simply because we won."
[19:46] <@Kotono> 'Come on, it was a good fight! Don't listen to Miss Cobweb!' Siri sends to all of you. 'Now one of you claim me to use!'
[19:47] <Iris> "'Cobweb?'" Iris repeats. "Excuse me?"
[19:47] <@Morana> "I think the sword is calling you an old fuddy duddy, Iris," Morana tries to explain.
[19:48] * Hamish nods helpfully.
[19:48] <Iris> "I am not old," Iris corrects."
[19:49] <@Kotono> 'I've not been awake long that I can remember, but I'm sure of one thing,' Siri pipes up, 'Iris is boooooring.'
[19:50] <Thyan> "She's also the reason you're awake instead of floating in the void of the Astral."
[19:50] <Iris> "Excitement is for people who do not object to living short lives."
[19:51] <@Morana> "Pah, I've lived a good long exciting life so far," Morana says with a snort. "I'm with the sword."
[19:51] <@Morana> "Well, except on you being old. I think you're quite young, I'm sure."
[19:52] * Fiora laughs, then begins making preparations to head off in the direction of the shard, "Come on, lets get moving. I'll conjure up lunch on the way, now that we need to eat again."
[19:52] * Iris nods, evidently presuming this a straightforward physical observation and therefore accurate.