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To cure rotting earth (Ithea, Moore)

Started by Anastasia, February 03, 2016, 02:18:15 PM

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Merc

#465
Crystal heals up Ithea with lay on hands before directing Hope towards the monolith, not having more she can do here either.

Ithea focuses on the task at hand, and tries to keep them all from dying, and maybe getting Rosa's soul out of there alongside them, as she steps closer to the orb and does what she can, casting detect magic as well to ensure she doesn't miss anything.

Briefly, she wishes she could get rid of her bracers right now, as they're interfering with her efforts, but nothing to be done about it.

LoH for 65HP to get Ithea to full. Ithea uses detect magic as a swift action (dunno if that will help at all), and inspiration for +6 and then concentrates on Use Magic Device skill.

Ithea will use Skill Mastery and take 12, so her UMD result is 12+28+6+5 = 51
(plus any bonuses or penalties that may or may not arise from Detect Magic)
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

On touching the orb, agony flares through Ithea. Her entire body shakes with pain.

Concentration check, Ithea.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

But Ithea is able to focus through it. She ignores the pain and agony, trying to control the orb. Then it hits her at once. A well, an endless deep well connected to something horrib-

Will save. -9 profane penalty.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

#469
[22:37] <Merc> roll d20+33+1+12-9+11 feast+moore heroics-profane+inspiration
[22:37] <Kobot> Merc rolled d20+33+1+12-9+11 feast+moore heroics-profane+inspiration --> [ 1d20=9 ]{57}

Does Undeath's Eternal Foe help at all with the will saves/agony/whatever?

Spell: Each subject of this spell functions as if affected by negative energy protection, except that a +10 sacred bonus applies to its resistance roll against such attacks.

It also gains a +4 deflection bonus to AC against attacks by undead and is immune to special attacks by undead that deal ability damage or ability drain, or afflict the target with disease or poison.

The subject can make melee and ranged attacks against ethereal or incorporeal undead as if they were using ghost touch weapons and ignore any damage reduction an undead opponent may have.


All subjects receive a death ward effect (PH 217). The subjects also have immunity to the special attacks and abilities of undead that deal ability damage, ability drain, fear effects, disease, paralysis, or poison. Targets can make melee and ranged attacks against ethereal or incorporeal undead as if they were using ghost touch weapons. They also gain a +4 sacred bonus to AC against attacks by undead.

Edit: Edited spell text, previous was from Magic of Faerun, this is from Spell Compendium, and Balyss' sheet stated SC as source.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Doesn't matter here since you made the save anyway.

Ithea's mind recoils. Operating on pure instinct, she feels something and wretches it free. The others see a small sphere of light rise from the orb, a sense of Rosa from it. Her voice, her motions, everything about her condensed into a moment's feeling. The light rises up and away, gone.

Meanwhile, Ithea can only do one thing. Sheer, unreasoning terror fills her, deeper and primal in a way that makes the magic around her seem woefully inadequate. She lets go of the orb, only after wishing for one thing - for it to stop. The purple light fades away, leaving only a glass sphere.

Free act.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite


Merc

Ithea closes her eyes and shivers briefly, but forces herself to stare at the glass sphere for any signs of remaining magic.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Looking back, Moore can see the monolith is gone, the ground where it was rippling slightly and growing still.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Anastasia

The sphere radiates faint magic.

Spellcraft.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

Crystal and Smrgol must have beaten him! Hurray for them!

Taking 12 on spellcraft, for 52
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Nephrite

"...Ran off because you knew you were losing, huh." Moore says with a shake of his head. He turns back to Ithea and waits to hear what she has to say.

Anastasia

The sphere is enchanted to be difficult to break. It'll take a great deal of force to do so.

"Got 'em!" Dana cheers, "Serves you right, you prancing little motherfucker!"

Stille pats Balyss on the shoulder and smiles, before looking to Rosa's dustpile. The two exchange a silent look, Balyss nodding to him and going over. "Selune," she murmurs, hand on her holy symbol. "This isn't the time or place for this, there may be more dangers. For now...until we meet again."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore didn't really know her that well, but it's important to keep a positive outlook. Even in a time like this. "Once we can get back, we can find out what she wants to do -- to return or not." Moore says. He looks around at everyone with a smile. "Either way, yes, we can't just sit around. I doubt he was planning on losing here, so we probably have Lixer on his back foot."

Anastasia

"Damn right. Onward!" Dana calls.

Now that the way is finally clear, you can see that the minecart tracks all curve towards the left, where there's some doors. Otherwise, there's doors straight ahead.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?