Hengar nods in assent and draws a silver short sword he had chosen for himself. With deadly precision, he strikes hard and notices the wight recoil from the silvered weapon when it sinks into the creature's dead flesh.

"Yes! Much better!" he responds to Thane.

OOC: Hit for 4 points of damage.

10:09, Today: Hengar Aensvaard rolled 23,4 using d20+5,d8+3 with rolls of 18,1.

Beargrim's first strike passes harmlessly through the last remaining mirror image, dissipating in a trail of shimmery light, leaving the lone figure of the wight to target. Beargrim's next attack lands a blow, but again, it is less effective than he might expect due to the wight's innate resistances.

Thane and Hengar team up against Akar Kessell, bringing their silvered weapons to bear against the wight. Both hit and cause the vile thing to recoil in pain, its body sizzling when struck.

Next, Arnan shoots an arrow at Akar Kessell and hits. Then, Dalgura targets an ice mephit with a sacred flame, scorching the elemental with radiant light. Kira fires an arrow at the same ice mephit but is unable to score a hit.

In greatly weakened state and its magical energies nearly depleted, Akar Kessell quickly calculates the odds as decidely not in his favor. The wight did not spend all those years trapped in ice only to be defeated when so close to achieving what a young apprentice sought out to do over a century ago. No. Time to depart, it thinks.

One moment the wight is there, surrounded by its foes. The next, not. It vanishes from sight, an empty place where it once stood!

The ice mephits are not retreating however. They continue to battle. One exhales another plume of icy shards, catching Kira, Dalgura and Arnan in its wake. The other claws at Dalgura, but the cleric parries its advance.



OOC: Arnan, Kira and Dalgura must make DC10 Dexterity checks of take 10 cold damage, 5 cold on a successful save.

Both ice mephits are engaged in melee with Dalgura. Kira and Arnan are about 15 feet away and the others are 30 feet distant.

Ice Mephits, 3
AC: 11
HP: 0/21, 0/21, 21/21 (Dalgura)

Akar Kessell (disappeared)
AC: 12
HP: 44/112


PC        AC    HP    Insp  Spell Save  Conditions & Notes
Arnan     14   23/28    1      NA       AC 16 w/ shield
Hengar    12   21/30    1      NA
Kira      14   19/21    1      NA
Thane     18   25/31    1      NA
Dalgura   15   17/24    1      13      s
Morgrim   15   24/27    1      13      Brown Bear: AC: 11, HP: 31/34


PCs are UP!!!

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Wheeling away from where Kessell had only recently stood, Beargrim comes to the aid of his embattled sibling. Swatting the wounded mephit from the air with his massive paws he pinned it against the ground and finished it off between his jaws expecting full well the explosion of ice to follow. While he himself could not get out of its way he did his best to shield his sister from the worst of the storm with his own bulk.

Move to engage wounded Mephits.
Multiattack
1) Hits AC 16 for 6
2) Hits AC 13 for 10

Should be enough to kill it.

Morgrim's dex save for the explosion to follow: 7
Protecting Dalgura as much as possible from the ice burst.

10:51, Today: Morgrim Ironhammer rolled 6,10 using 1d8+4,2d6+4 with rolls of 2,2,4.  Damage.
10:51, Today: Morgrim Ironhammer rolled 16,13 using 1d20+5,1d20+5 with rolls of 11,8.  Multiattack.

10:53, Today: Morgrim Ironhammer rolled 7 using 1d20 with rolls of 7.  Dex save.
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Beargrim swats one of the ice mephits and knocks it to the ground, causing it to explode in a shower of jagged ice, all of which is directed at the bear.

OOC: Morgrim takes 3 points of damage.

Dal's delight in the wounding of the ice mephit quickly turned to dismay when she saw the shower of ice coming in her direction.  As she dodged to one side, she gave a welp of pain but she had managed to avoid most of the shards.  As she ducked she quickly sent another quick prayer to Sharindlar.  "Please most beautiful and wise Sharindlar, guide your flame towards the Mephit.  In your name I pray."




OOC: Arnan, Kira and Dalgura must make DC10 Dexterity checks of take 10 cold damage, 5 cold on a successful save.

OOC: Arnan, Kira and Dalgura must make DC10 Dexterity checks of take 10 cold damage, 5 cold on a successful save.  Saved:  Dal takes 5 points of damage.


10:27, Today: Dalgura Ironhammer rolled 1 using 1d8 with rolls of 1.  damage from sacred flame if mephit fails save.

Thank the good gods that Thane figured out something that would work against that . . . thing, whate'er it was -- and we had silvered weapons on hand. And Beargrim -- what a powerful ally to have at our side!~ Arnan thought to himself as the undead (Arnan supposed that was the right word, after having gotten a better look at the thing that was battling them) mage had suddenly disappeared, and Beargrim had swatted down one of the two remaining ice elementals.

In truth, Arnan was not sorry to see the undead mage disappear. He supposed that it would mean trouble for someone else, somewhere else, but at least it was no longer battling them here and now.

Arnan had grunted in pain as he was hit by a cloud of ice shards from one of the elementals, and now he set to work to try and help finish off the last of the three. He smoothly nocked and fired another arrow, and watched as the shaft sunk into their icy foe.

"Well done, everyone!" he called out. "Now, let's finish off this last one!"

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OOC:

10:54, Today: Arnan Aldwynne rolled 5 using 1d20+3 with rolls of 2.  Dex Save (DC 10). Fails.

Action: 10:58, Today: Arnan Aldwynne rolled 23 using 1d20+7 with rolls of 16.  Ranged Attack v. Ice Mephit (AC 11). Hit!

10:58, Today: Arnan Aldwynne rolled 7 using 1d8+3 with rolls of 4.  Damage (Longbow).

Free Action: Speak.
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Kira hissed as some more cold washed over her, making her skin sting but she had managed to avoid most of the damage.  "Ya little *bleep*!" she said as she knocked another arrow and let it fly, feeling it was definitely going to hit the mark and tried to duck away to avoid any shards from the exploding ice creature.

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14:16, Today: Kira rolled 17 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 12.  Dex Save.  WHEW!
14:17, Today: Kira rolled 16 using 1d20+5 with rolls of 11.  Shortbow on Mephit.  FINALLY HIT!!
14:18, Today: Kira rolled 9 using 1d6+3 with rolls of 6.  Shortbow Damage.  YES!!
14:18, Today: Kira rolled 5 using 2d6 with rolls of 2,3.  Sneak Damage.  Just to make sure it dies ...
Bonus action - dash to try to avoid getting hit by any shards

Hengar remains alert for the wight's potential return while hurling a javelin at the ice mephit harassing Dalgura. The javelin lands solidly in the mephits back causing the monster to explode in another burst of shards.

The last ice mephit explodes and, for the moment, no enemies are present. Undoubtedly, the wight cannot be too far away, but none detect its presence in the Temple of the Storm. Between the black ice statues dominating either side of this chamber, a vortex of whirling air spirals upward from the dais through a hole in the ceiling. The Ice Witch flew up through this opening the moment the wight struck from the shadows.

Save for the sound of rushing air, the Temple of the Storm is quiet...



OOC: Beargrim and Dalgura must make DC10 Dexterity checks or take 4 cold damage, 2 cold on a successful save.

[Private to GM: Ice Mephits, 3
AC: 11
HP: 0/21, 0/21, 0/21

Akar Kessell (disappeared)
AC: 12
HP: 44/112]


PC        AC    HP    Insp  Spell Save  Conditions & Notes
Arnan     14   13/28    1      NA       AC 16 w/ shield
Hengar    12   21/30    1      NA
Kira      14   19/21    1      NA
Thane     18   31/31    1      NA
Dalgura   15   15/24    1      13
Morgrim   15   22/27    1      13      Brown Bear: AC: 11, HP: 31/34



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Dal jumped in glee as she saw the hits to the Ice Mephit and then did an "oops" as she remembered that they exploded.  She quickly dodged and only peaked up to stick her tongue out at the mephit.  "Take THAT you little..."  Dal didn't finish the statement because she remembered there were others around.  Is everybody ok?</blue>  She bowed her head again as her hands clasped her holy symbol and smiled as she gave thanks to her diety.  "Thank you most beautiful and powerful Sharindlar.  It is not over with yet but with your help, and the help of my trusted friends here, we won this round."




14:45, Today: Dalgura Ironhammer rolled 20 using 1d20+1 with rolls of 19.  dex save (dc 10) for ice damage.  Oh yeah, Made that one!  Takes 2 damage.

Slightly faster on the front step this time, Morgrim manages to throw himself out of the way of the worst of the blast...

He looks to the rest of the party to determine what to do next.

18:57, Today: Morgrim Ironhammer rolled 19 using 1d20 with rolls of 19.  Dex save.

"I've never fought anything like those ice-creatures before, and I wasn't as quick as I should have been in avoiding their breath and explosions," Arnan admitted.

"If all of our foes were vanquished, I could use a little while to bind my wounds and catch my breath. But as it is, I'm not inclined to give the Ice Witch that much of a head start on us."

Glancing up at the hole in the ceiling where Hedrun Arnfirth had floated up and disappeared, Arnan wondered out loud, "Does anyone know how her magicks work, and where she might have gone?"

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OOC: Having failed his most recent Dex Check, Arnan is at 13 of 28 Hit Points.
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Morgrim sits down on his haunches, seemingly content to rest if everyone else was. He looked from face to face to see if there were any objections.

I'm fine to have a short rest

Thane ambled over to the rest of the group and dropped his shield to the ground.  "Damn dead wizard guy up an' disappeared..." he announced, disappointed.  He gazed up in the direction that the Ice Witch had gone and whistled low.

"So how do we get up there?  Wouldn't mind a rest before we break our brains tryin' to figure that one out..."

Thane stowed his flail and made ready his crossbow, taking care to load one of his silvered bolts, just in case Kessell made another appearance.

Examining the air current that flows upward from the dais it appears one could ride the air up through the hole. At least that's what the Ice Witch did.

The adventurers see no other way of getting through that hole, save an extremely difficult climb up icy walls with minimal hand and footholds.

Thane stood away from the strong central winds and gawked up at the hole.  "Well, I need a minnit before I ride them crazy winds," he announced, then ambled even further away before sitting down on his butt.

He broke out his waterskin and a bit of hard bread and ate his snack.

"Figure miss naked-butt's not going anywhere anytime soon.  I hope she can be reasoned with, be a shame to have to mess her up with my flail," he said ruefully.

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Short Rest.  Thane uses 1 hit dice to heal his minor wounds.
1d10+3 result was 13, so Thane heals back to max (31).
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Dal sighed.  She wasn't opposed to a short rest but it didn't do her as much good as it does Grim.  She wouldn't deny him a short rest though for he was front line and a bit dim on things like ducking.  But he did it to save others and for that she gave him praise for.  She would get her long rest soon enough.

Dal sat down and looked at the opening.  "Is anybody else worried about going up a small opening, which by happenstance is the ONLY opening, where it would be easy to chop off our heads as we emerge on the other side?"  Then Dal thought a bit more, which was a little tough on her, and had another question.  "What happened to that mirror?  Can anybody else come through like we did?"

Beargrim shuddered and shrunk away into a slightly haggard looking dwarf. Morgrim smiled and took a seat behind his sister, leaning his back against hers. He reached for his waterskin and took a sip before offering it backwards over his shoulder. "I'll just have to go up arse first then," he said with a grin. "Let her try to chop that."

Arnan chuckled at Morgrim's quip, then strolled a short distance away and sat down cross-legged on the ice. He ate some rations and then set about tending to the wounds that he had suffered in the recent battle.

Dal took the waterskin and drank from it.  When Grim mentioned going up arse first, Dal shook her head.  "It won't work.  You didn't have beans last night.  Now if you had eaten beans, then no matter what shape you took, nobody would be safe.  We must remember that strategy for the next adventure.  Do you think that it would be considered a poisonous gas?  Even the undead would disappear and not come back.  Hmmm.  I wonder if we could bottle it in containers to throw at the enemies."  Dal smiled at the thought.

She knew she needed the rest.  She couldn't benefit from getting prayers from her Goddess but at least she could rest and be better fit than she had been previously.


17:24, Today: Dalgura Ironhammer rolled 15 using 2d8 with rolls of 8,7.  healing during short rest. plus 2 for con which she forgot to add in.
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An hour's rest was enough to restore Morgrim's focus, and he doubted he would gain much more benefit short of a full night's sleep. Clambering up from the floor he helped Dal to her feet and shouldered his pack.

"Right. Lets go have a chat with her nakedness and put an end to this once and for all."

Pausing long enough to make sure the others were following suit, Morgrim approached the vortex in the middle of the room.

"See you at the top," he said, setting his shield on his arm. Then he stepped into the winds, trusting to fate and the Gods to keep him from harm.

Thane watched Morgrim carefully to see what happened.  Assuming the wind carried the druid properly aloft, Thane then prepared himself to follow.

"Here goes nothin'," he said just for the sake of saying something.  Riding wind currents was well beyond anything he'd experienced before and so he was understandably nervous.  He clutched his crossbow rather like it was a piece of driftwood that he hoped would keep him afloat in the invisible sea of air, and he stepped into the air currents...

Kira was wary and a little weary as she plunked down, glaring up at the hold in the ceiling.  "Better be careful goin' arse first.  Could lose a danglie ..." she said, trying to lighten the mood a little.  She tended to her wounds as best she could then scarfed down some of the food she'd tucked away, enjoying a nice apple after the dried meat.  Then she curled up for a cat nap, knowing she'd wake at the slightest sound of danger.  When the others started stirring more, she stood and stretched before gathering her things.  Before she could suggest anything, Grim stepped into the winds.  "Like they say ... no time like the present," she commented wryly and would wait for everyone else to go up first.

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09:39, Today: Kira rolled 8 using 1d8 with rolls of 8.  HD Short Rest.  So back up to full HP.

Arnan was still not altogether certain that natural updrafts (as opposed to magicks) were the reason that the Ice Witch could float about and fly upwards, seemingly at will. So he watched carefully as Morgrim, Thane, and Kira all took turns riding the winds.

When none of them came tumbling back to the ground, Arnan glanced over at Dal. "Would you like to be the next to soar like a bird, or shall I?" he asked her.

In reply to Arnan Aldwynne (msg # 93):

"Not sure about soaring like a bird.  Have you seen a bird with this kind of body?  Still, I believe in my Goddess and she will help uphold me.  No looking up my skirts now!"

Dal winked at Arnan and Kira, who looked like she wanted to go last and stepped up into the wind tunnel.  She could help but let out a quiet "_Whee!" as she did so.