Attempt 3, Floor 2: What waits us past the demo level?!

[Corwin]

"What kind of evil does not burn?!" Corwin exclaims, raising his sword warily.


[18:40] <Corwin> roll 1d10+2 time for hilarious slash!
[18:40] * Hatbot --> "Corwin rolls 1d10+2 time for hilarious slash! and gets 8." [1d10=6]

[Dracos]

Aesop slips back out, tossing daggers as he moves to the other side of the doorway, sniping as he switched cover.

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[11:44] <Dracos> roll 1d10-1 bah, standing out of a fight is no fun.
[11:44] * Hatbot --> "Dracos rolls 1d10-1 bah, standing out of a fight is no fun. and gets 6." [1d10=7]

[Anastasia]

* Hatbot --> "Anadoctor rolls 1d10+3 and gets 4." [1d10=1]

Baddies>Drac>Corwin>Rat.

[Anastasia]

The three floating gremlins, one charred and two fresh, just keep summoning endless fire to hurl at poor Tchaener!

> roll 1d20
* Hatbot --> "Anadoctor rolls 1d20 and gets 16." [1d20=16]
> roll 1d20
* Hatbot --> "Anadoctor rolls 1d20 and gets 4." [1d20=4]
> roll 1d20
* Hatbot --> "Anadoctor rolls 1d20 and gets 11." [1d20=11]
> roll 1d6+1
* Hatbot --> "Anadoctor rolls 1d6+1 and gets 3." [1d6=2]

Another fireball grazes his knuckles, burning them red! As this happens the clown again chants in a bonechilling tongue! It seems angry now, as, tiny little glowing meteors appear around it!

"Naughty boy! Playing with things no good child should!" It's voice teers on creepiness, as five flaming spheres are fired, each at Tchaener! "Such pointed things are horrible and need punishment forever!"

> roll 5#d20
* Hatbot --> "Anadoctor rolls 5#d20 and gets 53." [5#d20 = 15, 14, 1, 7, 16]
> roll 3d4
* Hatbot --> "Anadoctor rolls 3d4 and gets 8." [3d4=1, 4, 3]

Three tiny fiery rocks slam into Tchaener! Charred and burnt, little bursts of flaming hell around him!

You guys are up in order.

[Dracos]

Aesop dashes across the doorway, lashing out with two flying daggers at the fat man's body.

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[11:51] <Dracos> roll 1d20 versus 15
[11:51] * Hatbot --> "Dracos rolls 1d20 versus 15 and gets 17." [1d20=17]
[11:51] <Dracos> roll 1d20 versus 15
[11:51] * Hatbot --> "Dracos rolls 1d20 versus 15 and gets 15." [1d20=15]
[11:51] <Dracos> -2 and 0
[11:51] <Dracos> 'gainst the clown
[11:51] <Dracos> hits?
[11:51] <@Kotono> Two hits.
[11:52] <Dracos> roll 2d4 MIGHTY DAMAGE!
[11:52] * Hatbot --> "Dracos rolls 2d4 MIGHTY DAMAGE! and gets 4." [2d4=3, 1]

[Anastasia]

Two more daggers embed into it's gaping stomach, little jets of pink gas rippling out again! "Ugh...naughty, horrible...CHILDREN!" It glares, dented but not out yet!

[Corwin]

Shielding his face with the shield, Corwin approaches the evil clown cautiously. Then, suddenly, his blade springs forward in a nasty upward swing, and returns diagonally, carving up his foul-smelling nemesis!


[18:56] <Corwin> roll 1d20 vs 12 JUSTICE
[18:56] <Corwin> roll 1d20 vs 12 JUSTICE 2
[18:56] * Hatbot --> "Corwin rolls 1d20 vs 12 JUSTICE and gets 8." [1d20=8]
[18:56] * Hatbot --> "Corwin rolls 1d20 vs 12 JUSTICE 2 and gets 14." [1d20=14]
[18:58] <Maz> roll 2d8+16 SLASH
[18:58] * Hatbot --> "Maz rolls 2d8+16 SLASH and gets 22." [2d8=4, 2]

[Anastasia]

While not fully effective, the two blows are enough! With final rips Corwin gets facefuls of gas as it's body breaks apart like a overfilled balloon! "Nooo...children...!" it screams, as it lets loose a great concussive burst!

OOC - Save vs wands, rods and staves at -5, Corwin.

[Corwin]

[19:02] <Maz> roll 1d20
[19:02] * Hatbot --> "Maz rolls 1d20 and gets 4." [1d20=4]

Wow, -1!

[19:03] <Kotono> Make another save vs spell at -2, and post that as well.
[19:03] <Kotono> It's not a freaking instakill. <_<
[19:06] <Maz> Spell resistance?  >_>
[19:08] <Kotono> Heh, sure, why not?
[19:09] <Maz> roll 1d100
[19:09] * Hatbot --> "Maz rolls 1d100 and gets 37." [1d100=37]

[19:09] <Maz> roll 1d20-2 spell
[19:09] * Hatbot --> "Maz rolls 1d20-2 spell and gets 0." [1d20=2]

[Anastasia]

The burst is gigantic and massive! Corwin is tossed back like a rag doll, body mangled horrificly! But as the gas clears? While Corwin is hurt and fast asleep, the room brightens somewhat. More like a real carnival, the walls glowin with red diamonds as before.

From behind the carosel the children begin to peek out. "Is it...gone..." one quails, shaking visibly. "Did you...get it?" Another young girl in a peasant smock whimpers.

30 damage to Corwin and he's asleep. Oooooow.

[Carthrat]

"The creature is slain," states Tchaener, shouldering his bow, and immediately walking to check on Corwin.

"My brother is hurt. Can you aid us?"

[Dracos]

Aesop peeked out, scanning the room for any signs of remaining evil.

Dracos

[Anastasia]

"We..." One of the dirty children starts to cry, another looking no bravely. "If we could, but it...it didn't even let us eat!" One child does speak up, "It kept saying it went to the hot place and get a blue ball. Said it made it feel stronger," One child adds.

"It was all it talked about when it wasn't..m.aking us...that and Amarylasia."

Corwin is quite out and banged up. He needs some time to recover, clearly.

[Carthrat]

"Amarylasia?" asks Tchaener, kneeling down to the children's level.

[Anastasia]

"The Scythe of Amarylasia...." One tired girl points back to the way you came. "Said that someone here had a key for it. The Dark One...said he could come here with us and try to get it, but we've been here since then. It's kinda blurry...he keeps doing the same things, but...we know it and he didn't."