019: From out of nowhere

[Sierra]

<El-Cideon> Your pursuit continues deep into the bowels of Earth. The spiral path shortly veers into the shaft's wall and you shuffle along another cramped, closed-in tunnel. Rosemund finds it necessary to alleviate the claustrophobia with some light complaining after you proceed so for an hour more: "I do not understand how people can live in tunnels like this every day of their lives. There are children back in that town who have never seen the sun, you know that? It is a very strange place for me to be! I must wonder just how far Pelor's reach extends in a realm with no sun."
<Franceska> "Not very far," Franceska mutters, Darrin huddling on her shoulder rather than risk flying through here.
<El-Cideon> "What was that, Franceska?"
<Julia> "I don't know," Julia admits. "I know there are parts where Earth fades into Fire or Water, but I don't know if there's a sun in either of them."
<Steph> "Don't they address this in the book?" wonders Stephanie.
<Franceska> "Yes, do they?"
<El-Cideon> "Well," Rosemund shifts uncomfortably, "well of course the faithful should be able to find him everywhere! But I think in some places you would have to look very hard." She waves her illuminated mace around. "I suppose this will have to do sometimes?"
<Steph> "That's Pelor for you. Shining brightly so the bad guys know where he is."
* Franceska snorts.
<Steph> She coughs. "And, uh, know to be afraid!"
<El-Cideon> "Yes!" Rosemund agrees with enthusiasm.
<El-Cideon> OOC: Steph, still taking the lead? How far ahead, etc?
<Steph> OOC: Ah, yes, apart from this one brief moment. Probably between fifty and a hundred feet? Out of Rosie's bright spirit
<El-Cideon> Two more hours pass in this forsaken little passage beyond the sun. The tunnel narrows so in places that it's a struggle for one person to squeeze through, but eventually--
<El-Cideon> OOC: perception, Steph
<Steph> roll 1d20+10
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+10 and gets 29."12 [1d20=19]
<El-Cideon> --Stephanie finds something. Fortunately before she steps on it! Someone has embedded caltrops in the loose dirt of the tunnel floor, partly buried to better camouflage the vicious little spikes. There's a ten-foot or so patch of them along the floor before you.
<Steph> Well, she can certainly get them out of the way now that she knows they're there! She doesn't fancy everyone trying to jump them in this gravity.
<El-Cideon> Rosemund comes up behind her as she's collecting her newfound supply of traps. "Oh, you have found something?" she asks, trying to peer around Steph's shoulder.
<Steph> "Yeah, caltrops," replies Stephanie. "We're probably nearby."
<Julia> "It's rather a clue that we're on the right track, isn't it?" Julia observes.
<El-Cideon> "Then we should be ever more careful!" Rosemund exclaims. Then, in a stage whisper: "And perhaps more quiet."
<Steph> "Learn that faster!" mutters Stephanie, before slinking further down the tunnel.
<El-Cideon> Stephanie sneaks along another hundred feet, and then--
<El-Cideon> OOC: perception again
<Steph> roll 1d20+10
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+10 and gets 12."12 [1d20=2]
<El-Cideon> OOC: will
<Steph> roll 1d20+14 (moment of perfect mind)
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+14 (moment of perfect mind) and gets 21."12 [1d20=7]
<El-Cideon> Runes flares dimly under Stephanie's feet before she sees them--a moment of terror threatens to overtake her, nightmare flashes of a grisly fate at an inquisitor's hands--but she perseveres and resists the animal panic!
<Steph> A trap to make people run away? But they'll just come back! Unless it would have reduced her to a feebleminded moron... She takes a step back, and then looks at the runes more closely.
<El-Cideon> The symbol has already faded, Stephanie sees. Nothing more to examine now that she's triggered it.
<Steph> That sure sorted that! Time to continue on her way, all sneaky-like...
<Steph> roll 1d20+18 well, I was always being sneaky, but now it's official
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+18 well, I was always being sneaky, but now it's official and gets 33."12 [1d20=15]
<El-Cideon> One hundred more feet, and--
<El-Cideon> OOC: perception mk. 3
<Steph> roll 1d20+10 learning is hard
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+10 learning is hard and gets 19."12 [1d20=9]
<El-Cideon> This next one? Stephanie doesn't see that. Until she steps on it and it explodes into a furious firestorm that lights the tunnel up brilliantly for her friends down the line.
<El-Cideon> OOC: ref, evasion applies.
<Steph> roll 1d20+13
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 and gets 23."12 [1d20=10]
<El-Cideon> roll 10d8 fire halve this
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 10d8 fire halve this and gets 50."12 [10d8=8, 8, 4, 4, 2, 6, 6, 4, 7, 1]
<Julia> "Oh my!" Julia gasps at the explosion ahead, hurrying her pace in case Stephanie needs help.
* Franceska nods to herself, impressed.
<El-Cideon> "What was that?" Rosemund exclaims upon catching up to her singed companion, quite forgetting her vow to be more subdued. "Are you okay?"
<Steph> "Y-yeah, mostly," replies Stephanie. "Takes more than a fireball to kill me! Usually takes more than a fireball to burn me," she mutters, dusting ash off her face.
<El-Cideon> "Let us make sure that it takes a great deal more!" Rosemund says, chanting a prayer for Stephanie's benefit.
<El-Cideon> roll 2d8+13 heals
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 2d8+13 heals and gets 17."12 [2d8=3, 1]
<Franceska> "Oh, are we going to try it more to see how much it takes?"
<El-Cideon> Rosemund gives Franceska a discouraging look. "Someone is making visitors very unwelcome, are they not?" she observes instead of responding.
<Steph> "There's still time to turn back!"
<Julia> "Notice how the traps are escalating?" Julia says, "First simple caltrops, then a harmless fright, now a deadly explosion. I expect the next one will be even worse."
<Steph> "You-you mind reader! Don't do that!"
<Franceska> "Stephanie will surely be able to survive at least two more traps!" Franceska cheerfully suggests. "So we can just stick with the current plan."
<Julia> While Julia is surprised she doesn't let it show and just smiles coyly. "Sorry, I'll let you express your thoughts first next time."
<Steph> Stephanie throws up her hands and stalks back down the tunnel, grumbling about cheating mages all the while.
* Franceska places a hand on Rosemund's shoulder to prevent her from charging into any traps herself.
<El-Cideon> Stephanie walks on for another couple hundred feet and finds the tunnel deadends here. There's just a bare earth wall standing before you at the end of the line. A series of crude letters is hewn into the wall nearby, in what Stephanie recognizes as blocky Terran script: "Persistence is not always rewarded."
<Steph> "Oh, you're one of those, huh?" mutters Stephanie, opting to keep her cool rather than unleash the scream of rage she has inside. It could always be one of those double-layered scams, she thinks, looking up and down for the obvious secret door!
<El-Cideon> OOC: will
<El-Cideon> OOC: also perception if you like
<Steph> roll 1d20+14 will, mopm
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+14 will, mopm and gets 34."12 [1d20=20]
<Steph> roll 1d20+10
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+10 and gets 22."12 [1d20=12]
<Steph> Stephanie soon draws her sword, and stabs the wall!
<El-Cideon> Stephanie's weapon passes right through the wall as though it didn't exist.
<Steph> There's nothing for it, then, but to stick her head through as well, and wait for the others to catch up.
<Steph> roll 1d20+18 st
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+18 st and gets 31."12 [1d20=13]
<El-Cideon> Stephanie peers out of the tunnel and sees open space at last! Immediately before her is a shelf of stone some ten feet deep and twice as wide, jutting out into a vertical shaft that looks to have been bored slantwise clear through the matter of Earth. The center of the room is a black pit, twenty feet across and spanning the width of the chamber. A stone span arches across it in the center, just wide enough for one person to walk safely across.
<El-Cideon> Immediately on the opposite side of the bridge, sitting crosslegged and plainly watching for the arrival of strangers, is a woman with alabaster skin veined red and blue like fine marble, eyes a nearly colorless gray. Her scalp is completely hairless and gleams in the light of torches stationed on the far rim of the chasm. She wears a pair of old trousers that are just ragged threads past her knees, and a cloth wrap around her bust keeps her modest, but otherwise her imposing musculature is plain to see.
<El-Cideon> There are three others waiting here as well, ranged around an incongruous little cottage taking up most of the shelf opposite yours:
<El-Cideon> A woman in a fabulous gown of silk and lace that could put some royalty to shame, all summery sky blues and immaculate ivory whites. Her hair itself is the brilliant white of sunlight on fresh snow, piled into an elaborate braid at the back of her head. Her face is more striking than beautiful; it's a streamlined thing, all sharp, vicious angles.
<El-Cideon> A man in heavy armor, resting as if in meditation. Armor and shield are old and well-used, nothing flashy but sturdy and properly maintained. Care has been taken to touch up the sigil on both, however: a mailed fist clutching a bundle of crimson arrows. The man's head is bared to sight: skin a deep bronze, narrow, slanted eyes, a face prone to looks of sagelike contemplation, bald pate ringed with a fringe of black hair.
<El-Cideon> Lastly is a more diminutive figure in a ratty black cloak, distinctly shorter than the average human and walking on the spindly, taloned legs of a bird. A similarly avian beak pokes out of the cloak's hood, inky black and surrounded by greasy black feathers. Two beady little eyes shine in the depths of the cowl. The bird-thing is juggling a brace of daggers when you arrive.
<El-Cideon> It does not appear that any of the inhabitants have noticed Stephanie's discreet intrusion into their campsite.
<Steph> What scary people-! She pulls out her head, and starts slinking back to meet up with the others before the get close enough to be overheard. "They're totally here," she advises. "Behind a fake wall. Four of 'em," she adds.
<El-Cideon> "Shall we prepare for the worst?" Rosemund asks with wide eyes.
<Franceska> "We can just go and trade that information," Franceska points out, as Darrin keeps his eyes out in case those four or their friends try to come out to meet them.
<Julia> "I suppose we'd best be upfront about our goal before they consider us bounty hunters and try to kill us most horribly," Julia suggests.
<El-Cideon> "Well...alright, but just in case our encounter becomes an ugly one, I might ward us against the cold as discussed?" Rosemund offers.
<Steph> "Yeah, one of them was definitely the icy one," replies Stephanie, before glancing at Franceska. "Trade information?"
<Franceska> "If we return to the dao and tell them just where these people are holed up, they might tell us about those we actually came here for?"
<Steph> "Oh, right!" Stephanie purses her lips. "Yeah, these guys look real nasty. Pretty sure one of 'ems in with, what's his name. Some dark god."
<Julia> "Oh. We could do that, couldn't we?" Julia muses, not having considered such an angle.
* Franceska winces, hoping that Rosemund doesn't take it as a sign they must go and fight it out.
<Franceska> "We should do that," she insists. "It would result in more bounty hunters sent here to weaken their ranks, and advance our own cause."
<Steph> "Well, if they were attacked here, they'd just leave," points out Stephanie. "And if they escape... ugh, the Dao probably wouldn't pay us."
<El-Cideon> Rosemund's concern is somewhat different: "Why is there not a plan that does not involve talking to awful people?" she wonders with a sigh. "I do not know, though--did the bounty sheet say we would be rewarded for telling where these people were?"
<Franceska> "We were told great profits could come from mere observation," Franceska points out. "And we can insist on being reimbursed first."
<El-Cideon> "Well, yes, but that is because they wished to know who hired the bandits, was it not?" Rosemund recalls.
<Steph> "Hey, what if we just stuck around for a bit?" suggests Stephanie. "They'll probably chat amongst themselves, right? I could go listen in? Might get something useful out of it. And maybe they'll fall asleep," she adds, wickedly.
<Franceska> "Ah, that does sound like a good idea," Franceska agrees. "I will ask Darrin to keep a watch behind us, so that no one will sneak up on us in turn."
<El-Cideon> "Please endeavor not to get yourself killed!" Rosemund advises.
<Steph> "Alright! Hit me up with that ward against cold," she suggests, in turn.
<Franceska> "Yes, use the wards on us."
<El-Cideon> Rosemund nods, and promptly bestows Stephanie with a protective charm against icy blasts, proceeding to ward the rest of the group thereafter. (OOC: everyone has cold resist 20 for 90 minutes.)
<Steph> Stephanie starts to head back to the wall. With a sweep of her cloak, she turns herself invisible before passing through the wall. It doesn't last long, but hopefully long enough to find somewhere to hide...
<El-Cideon> OOC: stealth it up?
<Steph> roll 1d20+24 might as well burn that hero point, too
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+24 might as well burn that hero point, too and gets 35."12 [1d20=11]
<El-Cideon> The shelf of rock on the other side of the fake wall is just a bare ten-by-twenty ledge with no helpful protrusions. There's nowhere really to hide on Stephanie's side of the room, but being invisible proves more than adequate to keep any eyes from homing in on her presence so far.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+10 these are totally academic, but
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+10 these are totally academic, but and gets 25."12 [1d20=15]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+8
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+8 and gets 26."12 [1d20=18]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+5
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+5 and gets 16."12 [1d20=11]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+2 and gets 4."12 [1d20=2]
<El-Cideon> The stone woman keeps watch. The armored man meditates. The icy woman flips through a book. The bird thing tires of juggling and carves a ring into a nearby wall to practice tossing daggers. All the latter three do seem to keep an active eye about for surprises, but not enough of one to see someone invisible.
<Steph> She'll just need to stay behind the fake wall and try to keep an ear out after all...
<El-Cideon> OOC: perception?
<Steph> roll 1d20+10
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+10 and gets 21."12 [1d20=11]
<El-Cideon> Stephanie strains her ears and hears, after some uneventful minutes of eavesdropping: the steady *thunk* of daggers into dirt stops, and a high, thin, reedy sort of voice pipes up. There's something clipped about the speech, as though the speaker came late to the common tongue. "Shit, boss, we're done here, right? Been all day long I ain't killed a thing. Time to go home!" Another voice, curt, male, mildly irritated: "Her Grace did not leave us with time-specific orders. We shall leave when my curiosity is satisfied."
<Steph> That tells a lot about them, doesn't it... Stephanie soon returns to the others. "Well, it looks like their boss isn't actually here," she says. "They're just looking into something in their own time, sounds like. And one of them's a psycho kill-happy freak."
<Julia> "Charming."
<El-Cideon> Echoing as Stephanie leaves: "Right, right," the first speaker continues. "So what yer saying is, we're gonna be 'til here our flesh rots off. Hardly anyone back in that little dungheap town's worth the time it takes to gut 'em, can tell ya that much right now. 'Adventurer's Guild.' Snk snk snk!" It may be inferred that this awkward noise is something inhuman's version of a laugh. "What a gang of twits!" A cultured woman's voice: "Lox? Be silent or you're taking the long way home. Still have your earplugs?"
<Franceska> "Maybe we could just kill them all?"
<Steph> "Yeah, I got a thing or two I wanna do to that one," mutters Stephanie. "This might be our only chance. I think the mage is gonna teleport them home when they're done." She claps her hands. "That's sounding like a better idea every second, I'll have you know."
<Franceska> "Where is their mage? If we all attack at once, we could probably overwhelm one of them this way."
<Steph> "Well, here's the thing," explains Stephanie. "It's this chamber divided by a chasm, 'bout twenty feet, and there's a narrow bridge over it with some rock chick standing in the way. The rest of 'em are all standing around the other side waiting for someone to show. They're all standing out, but it's kinda hard to pile on one close-up unless you can clear the drop."
<Julia> "I can summon spectres that aren't bothered by walls or chasms," Julia suggests.
* Franceska sighs. "I suppose I could become an owl and fly across. Oh, and I can let someone burrow or climb walls and ceilings. Would either do?"
<Steph> "Oh, yeah. If I could climb I could get around to their side easy and really ruin that mage's day before anyone spotted me," suggests Stephanie.
* Franceska casts the Spider Climb spell upon Stephanie, at that. "We are ready, then?" she asks. "Go on, and the rest of us will follow after a minute. It should be enough for you to get into position, I trust?"
<Steph> "Sixty seconds? Yeah." She peers at Franceska. "You'll be there, right?"
* Franceska rolls her eyes. "I would not leave Rosemund on her own, of course," she says, signaling for Darrin to return.
<Julia> Julia waits half a minute before she summons forth a pair of allips, instructing them to ghost through the rock until they reach the edge of the chamber, just inside the walls, and then attack on her command.
<Steph> "Right. Right. Stephanie slips ahead, turning invisible once again when she reaches the threshold, and climbing around the walls to get near the mage...
* Franceska waits for the agreed-upon time before turning into a massive owl and hurtling through the fake barrier! No one should expect it, and fewer still would expect the owl to suddenly bank sharply and send a ray of salt from its beak into the enemy mage!
<El-Cideon> The icy woman is leaning against the little house on the left side of the cavern, flipping through a book.
<El-Cideon> OOC: stealth, Steph?
<Steph> roll 1d20+38
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+38 and gets 58."12 [1d20=20]
<El-Cideon> Stephanie passes her way totally unobserved.
<Julia> Julia strides in boldly after Franceska, shrieking, "Go my minions! Take him!" she points to the armoured man, assuming him the easiest target for incorporeal ghosts.
<Steph> She takes a moment to read the book, before drawing her swords and lashing out into the mage's pale-seeming skin!
<El-Cideon> It's written in Infernal, Stephanie sees, and at a quick glance seems to concern fiendish politics.
<Franceska> roll 1d20+8 ranged touch
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+8 ranged touch and gets 9."12 [1d20=1]
<Steph> roll 1d20+13 (+2 invis, -2 earth), totally flat-footed, using wolf fang strike to attack twice as a standard action
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 (+2 invis, -2 earth), totally flat-footed, using wolf fang strike to attack twice as a standard action and gets 24."12 [1d20=11]
<Steph> roll 1d20+13 (+2 invis, -2 earth), totally flat-footed, using wolf fang strike to attack twice as a standard action
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 (+2 invis, -2 earth), totally flat-footed, using wolf fang strike to attack twice as a standard action and gets 28."12 [1d20=15]
<El-Cideon> OOC: both hit
<Steph> OOC: Is she an evil outsider (or undead?)
<El-Cideon> OOC: the former
<Steph> roll 1d6+4d6+2d6+7
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d6+4d6+2d6+7 and gets 24."12 [1d6=3][4d6=3, 1, 3, 1][2d6=3, 3]
<Steph> roll 1d6+4d6+6
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d6+4d6+6 and gets 29."12 [1d6=6][4d6=4, 1, 6, 6]
<Julia> The two allips surge out of the wall, babbling crazily as they flank the man with the gauntlet and arrows sigil, reaching out hungrily to devour his sanity! Julia meanwhile blasts out a ray or crackling black-red energy at the white-haired witch!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d4+4
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d4+4 and gets 7."12 [1d4=3]
<Julia> roll 1d20+5 flanking armourman, incorporeal touch
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+5 flanking armourman, incorporeal touch and gets 20."12 [1d20=15]
<Julia> roll 1d20+5 flanking armourman, incorporeal touch
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+5 flanking armourman, incorporeal touch and gets 16."12 [1d20=11]
<Julia> roll 1d20+6 ranged touch on white-witch, enervation
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+6 ranged touch on white-witch, enervation and gets 19."12 [1d20=13]
<El-Cideon> OOC: both touch attacks hit
<Julia> roll 2d4 wis damage
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 2d4 wis damage and gets 3."12 [2d4=2, 1]
<El-Cideon> The instant Stephanie's blade cuts into the woman, myriad duplicates of the witch spring into existence around her!
<El-Cideon> OOC: MI is in effect. Roll against that, Steph, and if you hit keep the original damage roll? Then we'll resolve Julia's attempt.
<Steph> roll 1d7 like this?
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d7 like this? and gets 4."12 [1d7=4]
<El-Cideon> Stephanie's second slash merely decapitates a duplicate, however!
<Julia> roll 1d7
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d7 and gets 4."12 [1d7=4]
<El-Cideon> As does Julia's beam of dark energy!
<El-Cideon> Rosemund steps inside the room and calls down a beam of shining holy wrath upon the bridge guard!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d29+12 will
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d29+12 will and gets 14."12 [1d29=2]
<El-Cideon> roll 4d6
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 4d6 and gets 14."12 [4d6=6, 1, 5, 2]
<El-Cideon> "Happy now, boss?" the birdlike figure chirps amiably.
<El-Cideon> OOC: roll init
<Franceska> roll 1d20+3 me
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+3 me and gets 19."12 [1d20=16]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+3 Darrin
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+3 Darrin and gets 12."12 [1d20=9]
<Steph> roll 1d20+5 init
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+5 init and gets 10."12 [1d20=5]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+2 Rosey
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+2 Rosey and gets 15."12 [1d20=13]
<Julia> roll 1d20+2 Julia
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+2 Julia and gets 15."12 [1d20=13]
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 thing
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 thing and gets 18."12 [1d20=11]
<Julia> roll 1d20+5 allip 1
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+5 allip 1 and gets 25."12 [1d20=20]
<Julia> roll 1d20+5 allip 2
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+5 allip 2 and gets 15."12 [1d20=10]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+1 Masuko
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+1 Masuko and gets 3."12 [1d20=2]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+1 Isabel
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+1 Isabel and gets 16."12 [1d20=15]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+1 Verda
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+1 Verda and gets 9."12 [1d20=8]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6 Lox
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6 Lox and gets 18."12 [1d20=12]
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Allip 1 > Franceska > Thing = Lox > Isabel (5MI) > Rosey = Julia = Allip 2 > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
<El-Cideon> OOC: Allip 1 and Fran
<Julia> The allip babbles madly, continuing its single minded attack!
<Julia> roll 1d20+5 flanking
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+5 flanking and gets 22."12 [1d20=17]
<Julia> roll 1d4 wis damage
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d4 wis damage and gets 4."12 [1d4=4]
<El-Cideon> The armored looks visibly less composed and resilient with each strike of the maddened undead's touch!
* Franceska seeks to break any spells their enemies would have to shield them, before touching down opposite her original target menacingly!
<Franceska> OOC: Area dispel, how many rolls?
<Julia> OOC: 2 for the allips, DC 20
<El-Cideon> OOC: two for her active spells
<Franceska> roll 1d20+9 spell1
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+9 spell1 and gets 26."12 [1d20=17]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+9 spell2
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+9 spell2 and gets 19."12 [1d20=10]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+9 allip1
<Franceska> roll 1d20+9 allip2
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+9 allip1 and gets 15."12 [1d20=6]
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+9 allip2 and gets 14."12 [1d20=5]
<El-Cideon> The mirror images crumble under Franceska's spite!
<El-Cideon> OOC: Thing & bird dude
<Julia> Thing turns himself invisible and flies up above everyone!
<El-Cideon> "Owls, such a snooty bunch!" the cloaked birdman whistles before racing across the room with a pair of blades drawn to take up position next to Franceska and slash at her with a scimitar.
<El-Cideon> OOC: AoO if you have reach
* Franceska claws at the impudent lesser bird!
<Franceska> roll 1d20+7
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+7 and gets 15."12 [1d20=8]
<El-Cideon> OOC: whiff
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14-2 and gets 15."12 [1d20=3]
<Franceska> OOC: AC15
<El-Cideon> roll 1d6+3
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d6+3 and gets 6."12 [1d6=3]
<El-Cideon> "'s what you get for having wings! Yeah!"
* Franceska gives the cloaked man a look of menace promising certain retribution!
<El-Cideon> The icy wizard sniffs with disdain and focuses on casting a spell--
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+17
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+17 and gets 30."12 [1d20=13]
<El-Cideon> --and blinks out of existence to reappear diametrically opposed to her current location! On the other side of the chasm, on the other side of the room from Steph and Fran. "Ingrates," she breathes with misty and haughty air.
<El-Cideon> OOC: Rosey/Julia/Allip 2
<Julia> The allip joins its partner in eroding the faculties of the armoured warrior!
<Julia> roll 1d20+5
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+5 and gets 22."12 [1d20=17]
<Julia> roll 1d4 wis drain
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d4 wis drain and gets 2."12 [1d4=2]
<El-Cideon> "Confounded...spectres!" he swears, struggling to put words together.
<El-Cideon> Rosey rushes towards the repositioned mage, swinging away with her mace!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 and gets 27."12 [1d20=18]
<Steph> "You're all fucking third-rate! Y'like villains from a bad novel!"
<El-Cideon> roll 1d8+4
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d8+4 and gets 10."12 [1d8=6]
<Julia> "Oh, hello!" Julia smiles brightly at the new arrival, her hair starting to twist and writhe about her head while reaching over to tap the icy mage, "DIE!"
<Julia> roll 1d20+8 melee touch, flanking
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+8 melee touch, flanking and gets 13."12 [1d20=5]
<El-Cideon> OOC: whiff
<Julia> "Aww, poo," she pouts, drawing back her hand still glowing with fell radiance.
<El-Cideon> OOC: Darrin and Steph
<El-Cideon> "Don't worry Julia, we'll get her next time!" Rosemund shouts.
<Franceska> At Franceska's command which only Darrin can understand, her familiar flies over to Rosemund to make a general nuisance of himself and shield Rosemund from harm.
<Franceska> OOC: Aid for +2 ac
<Steph> "You wanted an adventurer?" crows Stephanie, suddenly bounding forward to flank the rogue with Franceska. "Here I am!" OOC: Using Sudden Leap to jump forward as a swift action, from which I can FA.
<Steph> roll 1d20+13 a1, sacred sword
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 a1, sacred sword and gets 20."12 [1d20=7]
<Steph> roll 1d20+8 a2, sacred sword
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+8 a2, sacred sword and gets 24."12 [1d20=16]
<Steph> roll 1d20+13 short sword
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 short sword and gets 32."12 [1d20=19]
<Steph> roll 1d20+13 crit?
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 crit? and gets 21."12 [1d20=8]
<El-Cideon> OOC: 2 hits, no crit
<Steph> OOC: evil outsider?
<El-Cideon> OOC: evil, not outsider
<Steph> roll 1d6+4d6+7 alas
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d6+4d6+7 alas and gets 24."12 [1d6=5][4d6=1, 4, 5, 2]
<Steph> roll 1d6+4d6+6 alas
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d6+4d6+6 alas and gets 26."12 [1d6=6][4d6=4, 6, 1, 3]
<El-Cideon> The little scoundrel bird is horribly gashed back and forth, but lives to fight a little longer at least! "I shoulda told Petran there was a fat priestess back in town he coulda stabbed, then he'd be here bleedin' instead of me! Ack!"
<El-Cideon> The big rocky woman weighs her options and strides across the bridge to support the wizard rather than her more immediately ailing allies. She easily stands a foot taller than anyone else in the room, and simply looms over Rosey as she tries to plant a fist in her back.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+16-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+16-2 and gets 26."12 [1d20=12]
<El-Cideon> roll 2d6+7
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 2d6+7 and gets 12."12 [2d6=2, 3]
<El-Cideon> "Have you out of that tight spot in a second, Izzy," she booms as Rosemund reels.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+3 for turning check
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+3 for turning check and gets 10."12 [1d20=7]
<El-Cideon> roll 2d6+17 total HD
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 2d6+17 total HD and gets 22."12 [2d6=2, 3]
<El-Cideon> The armored man martials his remaining willpower, grits his teeth, and with superhuman composure: "Enough of this. I am in control. Listen to me, shades! I. Am. In. Control!"
<El-Cideon> Both of the spirits cease jabbering at him...and turn their hungry eyes elsewhere.
<Julia> "Uh oh..." Julia doesn't seem happy with this development.
<El-Cideon> OOC: Fran/Thing, Allip is questioning its loyalty at present
* Franceska flies back a few feet to free herself of the pesky birdman's sword while still keeping him in check, and then the room is briefly shrouded in mist. As the mist dissipates, however, all of her allies suddenly feel it within themselves to attack again on the spot!
<Franceska> OOC: 5ft back, mass snakes's swiftness to give everyone an attack/ranged attack
<Julia> "Ya-ha!" Julia lashes out at the witch!
<Julia> roll 1d20+6 flanking, recalling penalty this time, melee touch
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+6 flanking, recalling penalty this time, melee touch and gets 14."12 [1d20=8]
<Steph> "Haha!" pronounces Stephanie, stabbing her irritating foe once again!
<Steph> roll 1d20+13
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 and gets 19."12 [1d20=6]
<El-Cideon> OOC: Steph whiffs, Julia does not
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11 Rosey, flanking cancels gravity
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11 Rosey, flanking cancels gravity and gets 30."12 [1d20=19]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d8+4
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d8+4 and gets 5."12 [1d8=1]
<Julia> roll 1d8+2 DC 19 save or sickened, DC 18 save or diseased with the shakes
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d8+2 DC 19 save or sickened, DC 18 save or diseased with the shakes and gets 6."12 [1d8=4]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6 and gets 14."12 [1d20=8]
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Allip 1 > Franceska > Thing = Lox > Isabel (sickened, diseased) > Rosey = Julia = Allip 2 > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
<Julia> OOC: two saves
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6 again!
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6 again! and gets 19."12 [1d20=13]
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Allip 1 > Franceska > Thing = Lox > Isabel (sickened) > Rosey = Julia = Allip 2 > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
<El-Cideon> The white-haired wizard shivers and shudders. Turns and fastens a glare on Julia. "I'll remember that, *Julia*," she breathes.
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Allip 1 > Franceska > Thing = Lox > Isabel (sickened 4 rounds) > Rosey = Julia = Allip 2 > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
<Julia> Thing flies down towards the cleric and the harpy, releasing a burst of fearful fright!
<Julia> OOC: wait, does nothing. There's an hd limit on it.
<Julia> "I'm sure, Izzy," Julia says right back, releasing hold of her own fear aura!
<Julia> OOC: free action DC 18 or shaken for all in melee range with me
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14-2 and gets 28."12 [1d20=16]
<El-Cideon> "You think to frighten me?" she chuckles. "Perhaps one day I'll bring you home with me and educate you properly in the subject of fear."
<El-Cideon> "Bugger this for a lark," the birdman squeaks. "This is all yer fault, Cap'n! Stay and play with 'em if you like!" So saying, the cowardly bird aims to roll away from his attackers and tumble right down the chasm!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+21-2 acrobatics to void AoOs, vs CMD I believe?
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+21-2 acrobatics to void AoOs, vs CMD I believe? and gets 29."12 [1d20=10]
<El-Cideon> OOC: CMD for Steph/Fran? +2 for the second one for trying to dodge multiple attacks in a round.
<Steph> OOC: 25
<Franceska> OOC: 22
<El-Cideon> The avian rogue floats silently out of sight, down into the blackness!
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Allip 1 > Franceska > Thing > Isabel (sickened 4 rounds) > Rosey = Julia = Allip 2 > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
<El-Cideon> "Yes, I do concur," the wizard says. "I trust your curiosity has been properly satisfied, Captain Masuko. *Someone* must report back to Her Grace, hoever. No doubt she shall be delighted to learn all about her new enemies."
<El-Cideon> Again she concentrates--
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+17-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+17-2 and gets 16."12 [1d20=1]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+17-2 when all else fails cheat
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+17-2 when all else fails cheat and gets 24."12 [1d20=9]
<El-Cideon> And with that, she simply disappears.
<Julia> OOC: I can cheat too!
<El-Cideon> OOC: go right ahead
<Julia> "Oh no you don't!" Julia reaches out to touch her as she begins fading!
<Julia> roll 1d20+6 inflict critical wounds, flanking#
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+6 inflict critical wounds, flanking# and gets 14."12 [1d20=8]
<El-Cideon> OOC: hits
<Julia> roll 4d8+9 DC 19 will for half
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 4d8+9 DC 19 will for half and gets 24."12 [4d8=8, 2, 4, 1]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14-2 and gets 21."12 [1d20=9]
<El-Cideon> Gashes and slashes break out all over her body, soiling her magnificent gown, but she remains standing--or fading out, as the case may be!
<Franceska> OOC: My turn!
<Franceska> With a terrible screech, Franceska summons a stalagmite underneath the fleeing mage!
<Franceska> roll 8d6 sudden stalagmite, piercing, dc18 ref half
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 8d6 sudden stalagmite, piercing, dc18 ref half and gets 22."12 [8d6=4, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2, 6, 3]
<Franceska> roll 1d6 actually 9d6, sorry
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d6 actually 9d6, sorry and gets 4."12 [1d6=4]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+9 ref
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+9 ref and gets 16."12 [1d20=7]
<Franceska> OOC: Full damage, also impaled there and can't move without dc15 escape artist
<El-Cideon> The spike of rock viciously impales her from below, which quite gruesomely puts an end to any further escape attempts.
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Allip 1 > Franceska > Thing > Rosey = Julia = Allip 2 > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
<El-Cideon> "That will cost you, little witch," the stone woman promises as her companion falls dead. Rosey immediately turns and swings at her to try and forestall this possibility!
<El-Cideon> OOC: Also Julia
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 and gets 22."12 [1d20=13]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6-2 and gets 5."12 [1d20=1]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d8+4
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d8+4 and gets 5."12 [1d8=1]
<Julia> "Letting her away would cost me even more," Julia retorts, stepping back and blasting a dull red ray of magic at her!
<Julia> roll 1d20+4 ranged touch
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+4 ranged touch and gets 10."12 [1d20=6]
<El-Cideon> OOC: whiff
<El-Cideon> OOC: Darrin and Steph
<Steph> OOC: How far am I from the melee?
<El-Cideon> OOC: 'bout 35 ft from rock girl. Not a straight line, though, you'd have to jink across the bridge.
<Franceska> Darrin peels away from Rosemund and stealthily flies down into the darkness at Franceska's command to ensure that the birdman that ran away won't return to make another attempt at them.
<Franceska> roll 1d20+29 perception
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+29 perception and gets 33."12 [1d20=4]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+28 stealth
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+28 stealth and gets 37."12 [1d20=9]
<Steph> Stephanie, meanwhile, rushes forward to engage the armored man as her closest opponent! Her form flickers for a moment as her enchanted vest brings its magic to bear...
<Steph> roll 1d20+13 let's charge this guy. And I am displaced (50% miss) for 5 rounds.)
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+13 let's charge this guy. And I am displaced (50% miss) for 5 rounds.) and gets 19."12 [1d20=6]
<El-Cideon> OOC: recall he's got a couple allip buds. Althought he hasn't had a chance to actively command them, I'd assume they could take AoO's since they're technically his allies now?
<El-Cideon> OOC: attack whiffs, regardless
<Steph> OOC: I dunno, depends on the angle? They were flanking him before
<Steph> OOC: Anyway, I don't care about it
<El-Cideon> OOC: I'd say one could get you on approach
<Steph> OOC: They can go for it
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+3 touch
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+3 touch and gets 10."12 [1d20=7]
<Steph> OOC: Miss
<El-Cideon> "I'll deal with you right after I knock down the door here," the stone woman promises Julia, before giving Rosemund a calculating look and then unleashing a barrage of blows!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14 and gets 19."12 [1d20=5]
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14 and gets 24."12 [1d20=10]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+9
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+9 and gets 10."12 [1d20=1]
<El-Cideon> roll 2d6+7
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 2d6+7 and gets 10."12 [2d6=1, 2]
<El-Cideon> Rosemund takes a powerful blow to the chest that makes her gasp! Meanwhile, the armored captain directs his new charges towards Stephanie. "Undisciplined," he observes critically after her wild slash misses him.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+5 touch flankin' going on again
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+5 touch flankin' going on again and gets 6."12 [1d20=1]
<El-Cideon> OOC: Fran/Thing
<Julia> Wanting in on the action, Thing turns into his demonic form and flies in behind the rock-puncher.
<Franceska> With the mage dealt with and the birdman fleeing, as per Darrin's report, Franceska spears the enemy assaulting Rosemund with a nasty purple-black beam before flying over to her side, where she transforms into her human self!
<Franceska> roll 1d20+7 ranged touch
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+7 ranged touch and gets 8."12 [1d20=1]
<El-Cideon> OOC: obvious whiff
<El-Cideon> OOC: Rosey and Julia, will deal with A2 after
<El-Cideon> "Oh! Half of your friends are dead, so who do you not just surrender?" Rosemund asks as she tries bludgeoning the big woman into submission again.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 and gets 16."12 [1d20=7]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6-2 and gets 19."12 [1d20=15]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d8+4
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d8+4 and gets 5."12 [1d8=1]
<Julia> Julia tries once more to weaken the wall hassling Rosemund!
<Julia> roll 1d20+4 ranged touch
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+4 ranged touch and gets 14."12 [1d20=10]
<El-Cideon> Rosemund gets a solid whack on the woman's midsection. She barely seems to notice it, and nimbly evades Julia's spell.
<El-Cideon> Gabbling incoherently about the nutritional value of turnips, the second allip joins its friend in assailing Stephanie!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+5 touch now flanking actually occurs!
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+5 touch now flanking actually occurs! and gets 13."12 [1d20=8]
<Steph> OOC: touch AC is 18 <_<
<El-Cideon> OOC: Darrin and Steph!
<Franceska> Darrin reemerges from the darkness to harrass the stone woman in preparation of Franceska's attack!
<Steph> "Untouchable," returns Stephanie, beginning a new assault!
<Steph> roll 1d20+11 noo I am helpless without friends
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 noo I am helpless without friends and gets 23."12 [1d20=12]
<Steph> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 and gets 31."12 [1d20=20]
<Steph> roll 1d20+6
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+6 and gets 10."12 [1d20=4]
<Steph> roll 1d20+11 crit?
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 crit? and gets 22."12 [1d20=11]
<El-Cideon> OOC: 1 hit, no crit
<Steph> roll 1d6+6
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d6+6 and gets 9."12 [1d6=3]
<El-Cideon> Stephanie gets in one good slash. He takes it stoically as ever, continuing to speak as though he were uninterrupted. "Discipline is, however, something that I comprehend in entirety."
<El-Cideon> "Surrender is death," the woman intones, and merely continues battering away at Rosemund.
<Franceska> "Death is death too," Franceska can't help but note.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+16-2 regular attacks this time!
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+16-2 regular attacks this time! and gets 15."12 [1d20=1]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 and gets 13."12 [1d20=4]
<El-Cideon> And maybe both are starting to wear at her resolve?
<El-Cideon> "I am an avatar of His will and fortitude," the captain says, hefting a flail and swinging thrice at Stephanie. "I shall demonstrate."
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+16-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+16-2 and gets 16."12 [1d20=2]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 and gets 18."12 [1d20=9]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6-2 and gets 18."12 [1d20=14]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+5 allip 1
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+5 allip 1 and gets 21."12 [1d20=16]
<Steph> OOC: My god, it hit me. 50% miss chance
<El-Cideon> roll 1d100
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d100 and gets 31."12 [1d100=31]
<El-Cideon> "gabblegabblegabbleRATCHRATCHRATCH!" the spirit mutters as it slashes through a hallucinatory Stephanie!
<El-Cideon> OOC: Fran & Thing & Rosey
<Julia> Thing appears and claws into the rock woman's back, the strange demon in the fez and waistcoat from before returning to aid them!
<Julia> roll 1d20+9 invis
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+9 invis and gets 16."12 [1d20=7]
<Julia> roll 1d20+7
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7  and gets 16."12 [1d20=9]
<Julia> roll 1d20+2
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+2 and gets 17."12 [1d20=15]
<Franceska> Franceska's form shifts again as she becomes a massive albino bear! Darrin weaves out of the way at the last moment as she attacks her enemy in earnest!
<Franceska> roll 1d20+13
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+13 and gets 24."12 [1d20=11]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+13-2
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+13-2 and gets 31."12 [1d20=20]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+8-2
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+8-2 and gets 16."12 [1d20=10]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+13-2
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+13-2 and gets 14."12 [1d20=3]
<El-Cideon> OOC: AC is 19! May as well just note it with so many people wailing on her. Without DEX it's 18.
<Franceska> roll 2#1d8+8
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 2#1d8+8 and gets 28."12 [2#1d8+8 = 15, 13]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2 Rosey
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 Rosey and gets 11."12 [1d20=2]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6-2 Rosey
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6-2 Rosey and gets 16."12 [1d20=12]
<El-Cideon> "Better!" she barks approvingly as Franceska unleashes a world of hurt and slow silvery blood trickles from gashes across her chest.
<El-Cideon> OOC: Julia/Allip
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+5 could Allip #2 interest you in the biggest ball of twine in Hades?
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+5 could Allip #2 interest you in the biggest ball of twine in Hades? and gets 9."12 [1d20=4]
* Franceska makes a slashing motion with her claw across her throat.
<Julia> Julia restrains her aura of terror as she too joins the melee, a touch of chilling negative energy brushing across the living rock!
<Julia> roll 1d20+6 flanking with Fran
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+6 flanking with Fran and gets 25."12 [1d20=19]
<El-Cideon> OOC: hits
<Julia> roll 1d8+2 DC 19 fort or sickened
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d8+2 DC 19 fort or sickened and gets 8."12 [1d8=6]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+16 fort!
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+16 fort! and gets 20."12 [1d20=4]
<El-Cideon> OOC: Darrin/Steph
<Franceska> Darrin continues his harrassment of Franceska's opponent.
<Steph> "That the best you got? Your god ain't so scary! Not as scary as me!" growls Stephanie, giving it right back to him!
<Steph> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 and gets 23."12 [1d20=12]
<Steph> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 and gets 29."12 [1d20=18]
<Steph> roll 1d20+6
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+6 and gets 19."12 [1d20=13]
<El-Cideon> OOC: one hit
<Steph> roll 1d6+6
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d6+6 and gets 9."12 [1d6=3]
<El-Cideon> "I am willing to acknowledge perhaps a modicum of skill," he admits as he's stabbed again.
<El-Cideon> Verda turns on Franceska and grins a tight, humorless smile. "I think I like you better. You're more fun."
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14-2 roll fort if this one hits
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14-2 roll fort if this one hits and gets 15."12 [1d20=3]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14-2 and gets 31."12 [1d20=19]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+9-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+9-2 and gets 23."12 [1d20=16]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+11 and gets 31."12 [1d20=20]
<Franceska> OOC: AC15
<El-Cideon> roll 2d6+7
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 2d6+7 and gets 10."12 [2d6=2, 1]
<El-Cideon> roll 2d6+7
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 2d6+7 and gets 15."12 [2d6=6, 2]
<El-Cideon> roll 2d6+7
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 2d6+7 and gets 15."12 [2d6=4, 4]
* Franceska can't really speak in this form, and so settles for giving the other woman her best condescending look as she silently weathers the attacks.
<El-Cideon> "Still, I am not wholly without some remaining tricks after these spectral curs ambushed me," the captain says, focusing to chant something--
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+14 concentration
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+14 concentration and gets 20."12 [1d20=6]
<El-Cideon> A protective aura surrounds him as his brainwashed ally grabs away at Steph!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+5
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+5 and gets 17."12 [1d20=12]
<El-Cideon> OOC: F and T and R and J!
* Franceska retaliates, not willing to give a quarter!
<Franceska> roll 1d20+15
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+15 and gets 34."12 [1d20=19]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+13
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+13 and gets 16."12 [1d20=3]
<El-Cideon> OOC: first hits
<Franceska> roll 1d20+8
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+8 and gets 21."12 [1d20=13]
<El-Cideon> OOC: also hits
<Julia> Thing keeps right on clawing at the monk while Julia steps back and decides it's time to get rid of her usurped minions. "You! Begone!" she points at one of the allips.
<Franceska> The first claw strikes, but the second is a mere diversion as she reaches in to bite her enemy in the neck!
<Franceska> roll 1d8+8
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d8+8 and gets 12."12 [1d8=4]
<Julia> OOC: Allip 1 dismissed
<Franceska> roll 2d6+4
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 2d6+4 and gets 12."12 [2d6=3, 5]
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Franceska > Thing > Rosey = Julia = Allip 2 > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 claw
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 claw and gets 13."12 [1d20=6]
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 claw
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 claw and gets 25."12 [1d20=18]
<Julia> roll 1d20+2 bite
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+2 bite and gets 7."12 [1d20=5]
<El-Cideon> OOC: one claw hits!
<Julia> roll 1d3-1 claw and DC 16 fort
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d3-1 claw and DC 16 fort and gets 1."12 [1d3=2]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+16 if this is poison, she's immune
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+16 if this is poison, she's immune and gets 27."12 [1d20=11]
<Julia> OOC: it is
<El-Cideon> Rosemund is more concerned with her friend's well-being than trying to inflict even more minor injuries. Besides, Franceska's doing most of the work here! So Rosemund sidles over to give her friend a helping hand--
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+15 concentration, first off
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+15 concentration, first off and gets 25."12 [1d20=10]
<El-Cideon> roll 4d8+17 heals on Fran!
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 4d8+17 heals on Fran! and gets 32."12 [4d8=1, 3, 6, 5]
<El-Cideon> "Ill-done, girl," the massively bleeding but resolute giantess says. "The adults are trying to have a fight here."
<El-Cideon> The remaining allip gropes away at Stephanie, it's babbling sadder now that it doesn't an ally in gleeful molestation!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+3
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+3 and gets 21."12 [1d20=18]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d100 assuming Displacement still in play?
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d100 assuming Displacement still in play? and gets 16."12 [1d100=16]
<Steph> OOC: yes
<El-Cideon> OOC: Darrin/Steph
* Franceska spits a chunk of rock back at the giantess, warning her to keep her eyes on the right opponent.
<Franceska> Darrin continues with what works!
<Steph> "Hah! Your body'll do the acknowledging," grunts Stephanie, still hard at work (at a task that feels like it might take months.)
<Steph> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 and gets 13."12 [1d20=2]
<Steph> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 and gets 31."12 [1d20=20]
<Steph> roll 1d20+6
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+6 and gets 12."12 [1d20=6]
<Steph> roll 1d20+11 all these crits that aren't
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 all these crits that aren't and gets 18."12 [1d20=7]
<Steph> roll 1d6+6
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d6+6 and gets 8."12 [1d6=2]
<El-Cideon> OOC: one hit, yes
<El-Cideon> Verda follows Franceska's look. "Have some affection for this one, eh? Would it make you angry if something ill befell the waif? Let's see just how angry." Shifting stances, she stops focusing on attack--and instead on simply barreling Rosemund right off the ledge.
<El-Cideon> OOC: this provokes AoOs from anyone in melee with her.
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 thing
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 thing and gets 26."12 [1d20=19]
<Julia> roll 1d3-1
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d3-1 and gets 1."12 [1d3=2]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2 Rosey
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 Rosey and gets 23."12 [1d20=14]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d8+4
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d8+4 and gets 6."12 [1d8=2]
<Franceska> roll 1d20+13
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+13 and gets 31."12 [1d20=18]
<El-Cideon> OOC: hit
<Franceska> roll 1d8+8 death
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d8+8 death and gets 10."12 [1d8=2]
<El-Cideon> Her reckless assault costs her many more grievous wounds--but doesn't stop her from trying!
<Franceska> OOC: I'll grapple~
<El-Cideon> OOC: roll CMB?
<Franceska> roll 1d20+6+8+1-2
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+6+8+1-2 and gets 32."12 [1d20=19]
<El-Cideon> OOC: lucky!
<El-Cideon> --but a crippling bear hug most certainly does!
<Franceska> Her glaring intensifies past a point Franceska had previously thought possible, as her claw clenches around the other woman's neck!
<El-Cideon> "Blasphemy has its cost," the captain promises Stephanie as he swings thricely again, the first strike glowing with dark energy.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+16+3-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+16+3-2 and gets 22."12 [1d20=5]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+11-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+11-2 and gets 16."12 [1d20=7]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+6-2
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+6-2 and gets 16."12 [1d20=12]
<Steph> "This? This isn't blasphemy! This is worship," insists Stephanie, as she sways lightly back and forth.
<El-Cideon> OOC: F and T and R and J!
<Julia> Thing keeps on attacking the grappled woman, eager to sate his bloodthirst in the most vicious way possible, while Julia dismisses the remaining allip!
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 claw
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 claw and gets 26."12 [1d20=19]
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 claw
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 claw and gets 14."12 [1d20=7]
<Julia> roll 1d20+2 bite
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+2 bite and gets 8."12 [1d20=6]
<Julia> roll 1d3-1
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d3-1 and gets 2."12 [1d3=3]
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Franceska > Thing > Rosey = Julia > Darrin > Steph > Verda > Masuko'
* Franceska squeezes down on her neck!
<Franceska> roll 1d20+13
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+13 and gets 28."12 [1d20=15]
<Franceska> roll 1d8+8
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d8+8 and gets 16."12 [1d8=8]
<El-Cideon> She struggles on, bleeding out in Franceska's grasp. "Oh, that is just IT!" Rosey says on recovering from the fright of her near-tumble into oblivion. "You should just...you should just die! I'm very sorry!" She concentrates and summons down another bolt of holy vengeance--
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+12 will
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+12 will and gets 22."12 [1d20=10]
<El-Cideon> roll 4d6 halved
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 4d6 halved and gets 18."12 [4d6=6, 6, 2, 4]
<El-Cideon> Across the chasm, the captain tries something else--batting Stephanie's primary sword right from her hand!
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+20 disarm vs CMD, no AoO
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+20 disarm vs CMD, no AoO and gets 33."12 [1d20=13]
<Steph> OOC: My CMD is a sad 25
<El-Cideon> Stephanie's right-hand sword rattles onto the ground at her feet!
<Steph> OOC: That would have a 50% miss, btw
<El-Cideon> roll 1d100 possibly?
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d100 possibly? and gets 99."12 [1d100=99]
<El-Cideon> OOC: yep!
<El-Cideon> OOC: FTRJ show
<Julia> Sensing weakness, Thing eagerly tries to kill something!
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 claw
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 claw and gets 22."12 [1d20=15]
<Julia> roll 1d20+7 claw
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+7 claw and gets 8."12 [1d20=1]
<Julia> roll 1d20+2 bite
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+2 bite and gets 16."12 [1d20=14]
<Julia> roll 1d3-1
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d3-1 and gets 0."12 [1d3=1]
<Franceska> Slamming the now unmoving woman into the ground, Franceska stalks across the bridge to finish off the last signs of opposition!
<Franceska> And then, she launches a claw into his face!
<El-Cideon> The stone woman falls senseless to the ground from the lethal pinprick!
<Franceska> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d20+11 and gets 30."12 [1d20=19]
<El-Cideon> OOC: hit
<Franceska> roll 1d8+8
* Hatbot --> "Franceska rolls 1d8+8 and gets 11."12 [1d8=3]
<Franceska> Darrin, meanwhile, follows Franceska in an attempt to shield her from retaliation.
<Julia> Trusting everyone else to handle the last combatant, Julia merely studies the stone woman, trying to figure out what she is and how strong she is natively before whatever training she's had to determine her potential value as an undead minion.
<El-Cideon> Rosemund points across the chasm, shouting, "And you too! Stop annoying Stephanie with all your nonsense!"
<El-Cideon> roll 1d20+17 will
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d20+17 will and gets 34."12 [1d20=17]
<El-Cideon> roll 4d6 so halved
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 4d6 so halved and gets 14."12 [4d6=4, 5, 3, 2]
<El-Cideon> Holy light suffuses the man and eats away at his strength!
<El-Cideon> OOC: Steph
* El-Cideon changes topic to 'Current planar traits: heavy gravity (-2 to attack rolls, physical skills) | Franceska > Thing > Rosey = Julia > Darrin > Steph > Masuko'
<El-Cideon> roll 1d100 also stabilization roll for dying woman
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d100 also stabilization roll for dying woman and gets 73."12 [1d100=73]
<Steph> "I got plenty of knives, friend," growls Stephanie, pulling out a dagger whilst slashing at the man with her shortsword.
<Steph> roll 1d20+11
* Hatbot --> "Steph rolls 1d20+11 and gets 17."12 [1d20=6]
<Julia> roll 1d20+11 planes
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+11 planes and gets 17."12 [1d20=6]
<El-Cideon> OOC: whiff.
<Julia> Julia just shakes her head and leaves her to bleed out. Or be murdered by her enthusiastic familiar.
<El-Cideon> Seeing his allies down and enemies all around, the survivor simply kneels. "I see the game is finished. Very well. I acknowledge your superior facility at arms."
* Franceska studies him as she contemplates accepting his surrender.
<Steph> "Very well, I'll accept your surrender!"
<Franceska> "Hmph." Turning back into the only form she is comfortable in, Franceska heads over to Rosemund.
<Julia> Hearing that Julia interrupts Thing as he prepares to coup his helpless victim. "Thing. Stop that," she tells him cooly, the quasit scowling at her before he turns back into a bat and flies off to sulk.
<El-Cideon> He stands up, but leaves his weapon resting on the ground. "My name is Masuko. You may consider me impressed."
<El-Cideon> "Oh, I am perfectly fine, Franceska," Rosemund insists. "Only perhaps a little shaken. It looks an awful long fall!"
<El-Cideon> roll 1d100 stabilization y/n
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d100 stabilization y/n and gets 47."12 [1d100=47]
<Franceska> "It goes for a long while, and is very dark," Franceska agrees. "I might have enough time to catch you, though."
<Julia> "Should I keep her from dying?" Julia asks, clearly not caring either way.
<El-Cideon> "Let us not perform that experiment?" she suggests, rounding the group and bestowing healing upon any of her friends needing it.
<El-Cideon> roll 1d8+7 CLW on Fran
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d8+7 CLW on Fran and gets 9."12 [1d8=2]
<El-Cideon> roll 1d100 more stabilization
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 1d100 more stabilization and gets 84."12 [1d100=84]
<Steph> "Yeah, do that," says Stephanie, sizing up the man in front of her. "So what's your game, chum?"
<Julia> Reluctantly, Julia adminsters some very basic first aid. "Only because you'd make a poor zombie, even as an experiment," she mutters.
<Julia> roll 1d20+11 heal
* Hatbot --> "Julia rolls 1d20+11 heal and gets 29."12 [1d20=18]
<El-Cideon> "Life is conflict," he sums up. "You may judge a man's worth by the caliber of his foes. It was interest to us to know who might be sent in pursuit after our operation in Peridot. I must say, I expected little after the amateurish antics of the last batch."
<El-Cideon> Julia is confident the woman will make a recovery after her ministrations. No doubt massively scarred from Franceska's jaws and claws, though.
<Steph> "That's it? You intentionally let yourselves get caught to see what would happen?"
<El-Cideon> "The intention was gauging the opposition. Her Grace wishes to understand the means available to her foes. Of course, it was hardly our design to fail."
<El-Cideon> roll 3d8+15 heals for Rosey first though!
* Hatbot --> "El-Cideon rolls 3d8+15 heals for Rosey first though! and gets 28."12 [3d8=4, 8, 1]
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