Where hope dies (Afina, Surarruthru, Calleigh)

Started by Anastasia, February 03, 2016, 01:54:24 PM

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Yuthirin

The necrolyte's head is encased in frost!

someone roll spell failure for me before I proceed?
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Ebiris

[20:32] <@Ebiris> roll 1d100 Yuth spell failure
[20:32] <Kobot> Ebiris rolled 1d100 Yuth spell failure --> [ 1d100=86 ]{86}

That's a pass

Yuthirin

#227
The frost on the necrolyte's head grows into a thick crust of ice before shattering.

Energy Stun
Overchannelled.
PP Cost: 27
No SR
Fort DC 46 for half
If failed: Will DC 46 or stunned.
If anyone could roll 25d6+24 for me, that would be super keen.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Ebiris

[20:56] <@Ebiris> roll 25d6+24 for Yuth
[20:56] <Kobot> Ebiris rolled 25d6+24 for Yuth --> [ 25d6=98 ]{122}

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+24
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+24 --> [ 1d20=11 ]{35}


That's too much. The Necrolyte's head is now an ice cube, the creature falling to the ground in a heap.

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?

Ebiris

"Tannin watch our flank," Afina asks, flying around the room looking for further exits and things to destroy.

Hopefully lots of flammable books and scrolls, but that one tome the necrolyte was reading is sure gonna get it!

Yuthirin

Calleigh and Tryll look around, just in case there's something here the evil guys don't want them to see. Like how they stole a solar.

Roll?
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Iron Dragoon

If someone could roll a search for me as well, and have me be look out, I'd appreciate it.
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+10 Tryll
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+10 Tryll --> [ 1d20=10 ]{20}
> roll 1d20+3 Calleigh
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+3 Calleigh --> [ 1d20=5 ]{8}
> roll 1d20+34 Surraruthru
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+34 Surraruthru --> [ 1d20=3 ]{37}


As Tannin watches the flank, Cresiel smiles. It's a glorious, terrifying thing. "We need not worry about noise," he announces. "Each room is enchanted for silence - I have heard as such several times. Even the devils here are leery of the Dreaming Daemon here."

Meanwhile, Sylvie looks about quickly as Surraruthru searches. "The Dreaming Daemon?"

"High Necrolyte Garnor spoke of it once while I was in earshot. Even that devil is afraid of it." Cresiel replies, "If it is awoken, it will consume everything that did so. Only the silence of death is acceptable to it."

"You speak the truth, but I've never heard of that," Sylvie's express turns into a curious frown, "Then again, the yugoloths do value secrecy."'

"Of course I speak the truth. I serve the Holy Mountain." Cresiel's voice is even and calm, his glowing eyes meeting Sylvie's. "I would sooner slice away my tongue than speak willing falsehoods."

"Yeah, yeah. Everyone knows that," Tannin shoots back, "Angels bleed honesty and good intentions if you slice 'em open."

Meanwhile, Surraruthru finds the following things in the room.

A tome
A necrolyte's robe (bloodied)
A broken desk
A broken chair
Bookshelves full of books
A little semi-hidden cache of what looks to be scrolls. About a dozen of them

If you're taking any, say so and it'll go into loot.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

I'd take all the scrolls and books, into my haversack, to research later. The robe only if it's magical.
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Ebiris

Since Surraruthru is looting everything of interest, Afina goes to close the door they came in through so as to not leave an obvious trail before seeing what exits remain from this room. She takes a moment to cast greater heroism on Cresiel as well, to make up for his lack of equipment.

CL 23 greater heroism, +20 temp hp and +4 morale to attack/saves/skills

Spoiler: ShowHide

Afina: 208+20/208, heroes feast (CL 20), greater mage armour (CL 23), moment of prescience (CL 23), resist energy (cold) (CL 23), resist energy (acid) (CL 23), shadow form (CL 23), mind blank (CL 25), shield (CL 23), greater heroism (CL 23), haste (CL 23)
AC 72, spell resistance 38, blindsense 30, immunity to fire, water, disease, poison, fear, 50% miss chance (applies to spells as well), freedom of movement
Spell charges: 6/9/7/6/8/5/4/7/6/7

Yuthirin

Tryll adds the solar to the telepathy relay and quietly explains everything going on to him, as well as the necessity for stealth.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Iron Dragoon

Does the Angel need Mind Blank? If so I'll cast it on him. Same with Freedom of Movement. I can also hit him with Mage Armor, though curiously Beguiler doesn't get Greater Mage Armor.

Also, while the Books are going to get donated to Aurora, can I look through the scrolls we got to see if we have anything useful?
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Anastasia

Greater heroism is woven around Cresiel. Once she does, Afina notes there's a door on the other side of the room.

'Stealth within reason here, for each room is warded, as I said. The devils scurry at the thought of this Dreaming Daemon.' Cresiel replies.

Wouldn't hurt, Iddy. Mage armor isn't needed since Afina fabricated that chain shirt. You can certainly look through the scrolls, though that takes time you probably don't have right now. Unless you wanna stop and read a bunch of scrolls.
<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?

Ebiris

we really don't have time to appraise everything.

Repeating her earlier move, Afina turns invisible and phases through the wall beside the door and back to take a look.