Lethe (Jaela, Surraruthru, Moore)

[Anastasia]

Great. Roll damage.

[Iron Dragoon]

> roll 10d6 fire
> roll 10d6 sonic
> roll 10d6 acid
> roll 10d6 electricity
<Serith> Rhaqa roll for Serith < 36 > [d6=4,1,2,1,3,6,6,5,5,3]
<Serith> Rhaqa roll for Serith < 34 > [d6=4,2,1,3,5,3,4,5,4,3]
<Serith> Rhaqa roll for Serith < 37 > [d6=5,3,1,2,4,6,6,1,5,4]
<Serith> Rhaqa roll for Serith < 36 > [d6=1,3,4,6,6,4,4,1,1,6]

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+10 spinagons evasion
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 17 > [d20=7]
> roll 1d20+20 malebranche
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 28 > [d20=8]

The spinagons where the spell bursts are simply gone - vaporized in the elemental fury. The malebranche are frozen, shocked and shaken, blasted on all sides by elemental power. There is now a large gap in the enemy formation, dozens of tightly packed spinagons massacred.

Following this is shouts of power - sonic blasts with hit other parts of the line and some of the malebranche as well. The lillend begin to move, responding to the threat. A few hold the line to protect the others as a malebranche is overwhelmed and a few more spinagons fly. The unit ahead is bloodied, battered but intact and charges.  Two of the malebranche divert towards the two of you, one on each of you.

> roll 1d20+24 (+2 charge, +2 ????, +1 ????, +4 ????, -17 PA) going for the homerun Moore
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 34 > [d20=10]
> roll 1d20+24 (+2 charge, +2 ????, +1 ????, +4 ????, -17 PA) going for the homerun Surraruthru
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 34 > [d20=10]

Misses Surraruthru. Moore, what's your AC?

[Nephrite]

47

[Anastasia]

Moore is too fast. He avoids the trident - the near miss of cold iron when it comes close makes him shudder - as the devil bears down on him, threatening the entire line. Surraruthru merely utters a word of power, his greater mage armor flaring up and covering him in impenetrable fields of force. It stops the attack cold, protecting him. Meanwhile around you the lillend fight. Generally well, holding the line, though you see one impaled and torn in half at the hands of a malebranche, half hidden by the fog.

"Retreat!" You hear the words as you begin to see the front lines falling back. "Hold and fall back!"

Moore.

[Nephrite]

"Erathaol lends us his strength!" Moore calls out as he moves slowly backwards with the forces.

Recitation, Allies gain a +2 luck bonus on attack rolls and saving throws, or a +3 luck bonus if they worship Erathaol. Enemies suffer a -2 luck penalty on attack rolls and saving throws. 13 rounds.

[Anastasia]

Moore, you have a malebranche right in your face. Moving back will provoke an AoO from it.

[Nephrite]

That's fine. In fact, he can deal with some Greater Mirror Images if he wants to try and go after me. :)

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+22 (+2 ????, +1 ????, +4 ????, -17 PA)
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+22 (+2 ????, +1 ????, +4 ????, -17 PA) --> [ 1d20=12 ]{34}
> How many images, Erad?
<Erad> Oh sorry, it's 8
> roll 1d9
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d9 --> [ 1d9=1 ]{1}

Swing and a miss. Go ahead, Surraruthru. You're up now. I'll describe your entire side's actions once you resolve.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru stares at the malebranche headed for him and chants, opening his mouth and releasing a massive blast of sound!

Using Greater Shout, CL 27. I'll angle the cone to hit the one going for Moore too, if I can do so without hitting friendlies.

> roll 10d6
<Rei-chan> Rhaqa rolled : 10d6 --> [ 10d6=40 ]{40}

[Anastasia]

SR. Since Iddy's at work, can someone roll SR for him?

[Ebiris]

[19:22] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+27 for Iddy
[19:22] <Rei-chan> Ebiris rolled : 1d20+27 for Iddy --> [ 1d20=17 ]{44}

[Anastasia]

Init is Moore (40) > Surraruthru (25) > Aurora Forces (19) > Devil Forces (18)

Your shout shatters more devils, the malebranche in front of you taking the worst of it. But he's still up, battered and all. The shout peels his ears away, blood falling down the sides of his head. Then - refrains. Music is sung and repeated, spinagons falling back in disarray as further forces arrive. The vanguard! They're falling back, elements in a running battle you can only indistinctly see through the fog.

If anything, the chaos increases. The battle is messy, out of control. The devil on Surraruthru withdraws, falling back nimbly into the fog, avoiding and parrying blows aimed at it as it does. The one on Moore does the same, managing to skewer a lillend that tries to stop it.

Free act for the moment, you two.

[Nephrite]

Moore will just wait for now, but will raise his voice for healing the battered wounds of those around and nearby.

Using Healing Hymn for now to help people recover as we start to advance towards the rear, as it were. 27 ranks in perform.

[Anastasia]

So noted. Iddy?