Carla lets go of the standard, steps over to the side, quietly says, "Feel..", and bursts with light! Then rather suddenly spreads her wings out, radiant feathers shooting out from them like blades and skewering the snakes. The attack downs two of the snakes and almost downs a third snake.

Gabriel rushes past Carla to get between her and the near-downed snake.

---

Move: To be within 2 of the enemies
Minor: Solar Enemy
Standard: Angelic Blades v Abomination 2, Sharp-Eye 1, 2. CRIT(36)! Hit(35)! Miss(23)
No Action: Memory of a Thousand Lifetimes. Rolled a 2. The miss(23) becomes hit(25)!
 dmg to Sharp-Eyes: 27
 dmg to Abomination 2: 46

Abomination 2 HP: 52 - 46 = 6
Sharp-Eye 1 HP: 21 - 27 = KO
Sharp-Eye 2 HP: 26 - 27 = KO

The voice of Mittens laughs.  "Nice one, Maverick!  And it looks like Carla has tipped the scales of justice in our favor!

Cherub struggles to break free, but continues to fail.

---

Whiff whiff.

Maverick stabs the snake. As in finally STABS the snake. His eyes go wide as he looks surprised, but Mav watches the snake start to fall before him. His surprise turns into a smile and he looks at the last remaining snake.

You know all those scenes in Hollywood where you see someone across the street, a bus passes by them, and then they aren't there? That happens with Maverick, only instead of a bus, it's a large-sized snake collapsing that when it passes him, anyone in the room looking sees Maverick disappear.

---

Standard: Piercing strike v Abomination 1. Hit(26)!
 dmg: 31
Minor: Impossible to Catch (become invis until start of next turn)
Move: To flank the final snake with Matt

Abomination 1 HP: 20 - 31 = DEAD

   "I guess I should say it now while you can still hear it, but stop killing yourself."  Matt says as he hefts his hammer and shield.

  The abomination blocks Matt's shield swing with their own, "Hah, not falling for that one agablurk."

  See kids.  This is what happens when you use a spiked shield without a spiked shield proficiency.  Someone smashes it with a hammer so hard you decapitates yourself with it.

  "Oh, right.  Don't step on the symbol. It kinda stings."

Mits reappears and waves byebye to Gabe.  Cherub flutters over to kiss Matt and Carla's booboos away.

"Thanks for the rescue."

Imp grins and thumbs-ups.  "And for humiliating them!"

Mits huhs. "For all the snake business going on, there was a surprising lack of poisonous bites."

Maverick says, "I like your sense of humor, Mittens."

Angel smirks and nods. "By the way, Carla, neat new trick. Tell me you can do that every fight."

Carla telepaths to the group, "I can do that every fight."

Angel says, "Niiice.... Looks like things are improving for us. Though I've been missing lately. And I don't miss. I'm starting to wonder if I have hit a wall and it won't be long before I won't be much use to you guys when you're facing even more powerful enemies."

Maverick shrugs. "I missed about four times, which was all fight long, and then finally stabbed the thing... killed it. If even one attack can contribute enough to down one bad guy, all your other failed attacks are worth it."

Angel doesn't look convinced. "We'll see..."

  "Still sticking with the armor of poison not lasting so long anyways." The snakes totally WANTED to bite you, but that did less damage than the swords and required a grab at the time... Did we already mention this useless trivia?

  "Angel, shooting things in the face is always going to be useful.  even when they do not have faces."

Mits grins and thumbs-ups at Maverick.  She snickers at Matt's no-face comment.

Cherub tries to cuddle-comfort Angel. "Everybody hits a streak of bad luck every once in a while."

Imp grins.  "Too bad for these snakes that their streak of bad luck is us!"

Angel looks at Cherub. "Thanks, but this is more than a bad luck streak. My aim is as good as ever, if not better. And I believe in making my own luck, which is why I practice so hard."

Angel looks at Matt. "Have to be able to shoot them in the face first, you know. And if the monsters get to where they move too quick for arrows, well... that makes me obsolete. The point I'm getting at is I'm not improving as fast as our enemies, or else I wouldn't be missing at all. So it goes to follow that some day soon, I won't hit anything we fight with my arrows."
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  Matt shrugs, and looks to the burning gate of magical burning.  "So, any of you more practiced in arcane and divine shenanigans got any insight into dealing with that?"

Cherub headshakes and continues to comfort-snuggle Angel.  "So long as you hit once in a hundred times without getting hurt much, you're still contributing."

Imp rubs her chin.  "I think she's just lamenting that she's only super epic extreme 9000.  She's jealous of Carla's super epic extreme 9001.  Don't worry, Angel.  I'm sure in this next fight you'll catch up."

Mits scrutinizes the fire gate and answer's Matt's question as best she can.

Carla walks over, holds up her hand, and says something... supernal. The portal no longer does poison stuff. She telepaths to the team, "Everyone misses, Angel. The fact you are starting to miss once in a while like the rest of us just means the rest of us are finally catching up to you. Together, we will all find ways to hit even more. Instead of being disheartened, let it make you determined to try harder. Together. With us."

Angel doesn't answer, but the slight blush on her face betrays the fact Angel might just have been encouraged (It was an encouragement skill challenge! 4 successes before 2 failures! J/k). "Thanks, everyone. Like I said earlier, we'll see."

  As the Cherub aquiantance enters the room, the Altar's eyes flash and a purple beam nails her right in her angel baby face!... Resulting in the words IMMUNE floating away from her.

  One of the abominations sighs "Oh that is just so broken."  The other slithers up saying "Don't worry, I got the nerf bat right here" And lands a stab.

  Matt's own attack barely fails to connect.  Himself and the Abomination equally annoyed that they need to roll an 11 to hit eachother.

Rainbow gives a helpless grin at the snakes. "Heh. Sorry! Nerf bat didn't work." and flies off to distract the dragonborn just long enough for Carla to slip past and plant her battle standard in an ideal spot.

Like in the last room, the room starts getting filled with a nasty cold wind. That feels more like a refreshing breeze to Carla's beloved team.

---

Move: Hahahahaha summon provokes AoO so Carla doesn't have to!
And yay, both can move at the same time.
Standard: Plant battle standard.

Maverick slips over to the dragonborn and hurls a bundle of stones at the enemies, hitting the dragonborn in the face and the snake in the temple!

---

Move: To dborn
Standard: Cloud of Steel v Dborn, Abom1, Abom 2. Hit(37)! Hit(31)! Miss(25)
 dmg: 12
 CA dmg on dborn: 14

Dborn HP: 129 - 26 = 103
Abom 1 HP: 140 - 12 = 128

  The Dragonborn backflips away from Maverick, and slashes his katars across Carla and her little friend, following up with a spray of acid.

  While satisfied with his results against Carla (so far as an enemy with a downright REASONABLE 1d6+etc for damage can be), he is left disappointed in regards to his other target.  "Stabbing someone in the face should count for something. Who set this to purples?"

Angel takes a brief moment to aim and make this shot count. THUNKTHUNK! Both attacks hit the snake dead center.

---

Minor: Quarry on Abomination 2
Minor: Perfect Aim (+3 to attacks)
Standard: Biting Volley v Abom 2. Hit(40)! Miss(3) Hit(31)!
 dmg: 39

Abomination 2 HP: 140 - 39 = 101

"Thanks for softening them up for me," Mits says, strolling into the room, igniting her radiant staff.

"Check this out.  I call it: Bladetrocution!"

Zap!  Zoom, zoom, zoom!  With a burst of lightning and blade-swings, Mits carves up the dragonborn and two snake-men.  They're still holding together by static cling, but it looks like one will fall apart on his own in a few seconds, the other just needs a good whack, and the third - Mits lands on his shoulders.

"Got your nose," she says, dangling his nose in front of his eyes.

"Here.  You can have it back."

She sticks it back on his face and it stays put due to static cling.

  The near dead abomination makes a desperate lunge for the floating kitten (because EVIL), but Matt nail's their skull into the ground fangs first before they can make it that far.

  He follows up by grabbing bladed shield, and slam dunks it into the back of the remaining abomination, impaling it on it's fallen ally's shield.  This of course, does no favors to it's accuracy in trying to retaliate against Matt... Or that could be the combination freezing and laser cookoff it is also suffering, that too.

Carla glows brightly, moves to the south and turns to whisper, "Burn"

The dragonborn in front of her screams like a little girl as the whole room becomes whiter and whiter, his limbs ripping from him while the flesh rips from his bones before he just gets vaporized.

The remaining snake gets turned into a cracked-skinned snake, light pulsing from under the cracks. He looks like he should be dead, but doesn't realize it before the cold just freezes him. The lights continue to pulse inside him as he slowly gets cooked inside his icy tomb until he is nothing more than petrified stone.

---

Minor: Solar Enemy
Move: Shift south
Standard: Word of Fiery Condemnation v dborn, abom1. Miss(18), Hit(35)!
Memory of 1,000 lifetimes: rolled a 6, making the 18 a 24, which just hits
 dmg: 30

Dborn HP: 11 - 35 = Limbs McBodyparts
Abom 1 HP: 36 - 35 = 1

Maverick picks up an arrow symbol and tosses some to the others present.

Angel follows suit and puts it on.
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  The Altar's eyes begin to glow, and-

  Matt throws a tarp over it.

  "So... Creepy wall made of crying elves.  That's new."  If you go by RaW, it's theoretically possible for you to save all of them Matt, but the module doesn't exactly tell you how many people the door is currently made of.

Door of the Dead: Access to area 3 is blocked by
a solid wall made up of the bodies of nonbelievers
(mostly elves) who were captured by the Dawn’s followers and are trapped forever in undying misery.
Any dazed or stunned creature that moves into or
starts its turn in a square adjacent to the door takes
10 necrotic damage and takes a –5 penalty to saving
throws until the end of his next turn. A creature
reduced to 0 hit points or fewer is pulled into the
door (but can be extricated with a DC 23 Strength
check). A character within the door who regains consciousness can escape with a DC 23 Strength check
or Dexterity check.
The door is magically sealed. When a holy symbol
of the Dawn is dipped into the pool of blood, the
bodies pull apart to create a 10-foot-wide opening for
five minutes. The door can be also be destroyed by
normal means (AC 20, other defenses 16, hit points
100, vulnerable 10 radiant).

"We've got to help them!" Cherub cries.

"Uh..." Imp answers.

Mits takes a look at the door and headshakes.  "They're all dead.  They're just animated to be in misery because sadistic dragon.  Best we can do is destroy the thing."

Cherub clings to Carla in tears.

Carla steps forward and holds a hand up towards the "door". Then telepaths the group. "They only seem undead because of the nature of the door. They are actually just barely alive and just on the verge of death. If Matt starts pulling them out, I will provide healing to keep them from dying."

Angel says, "Whoever is in the next room will likely notice and not be happy about us disassembling this door."

Maverick says, "Then we'll kill them."

  Matt's basic qualifications in rituals have him point out "Well, the blood fountain seems to have some healing properties, that should help."  Yes we know it's basically a location 'minor action: spend a heal surge', it still counts!

  He heads for the spooky wall of assorted Elves bemoaning their fate (and one very annoyed looking dwarf).  "They'd have to be willing to come to us instead of staying where they are.  And if I know my spooky cults by now, that would mean abandoning whatever evil magical doodads they use to cheat in a fight, so they will just stand there and shake their fists, tentacles, or assorted at us."

  Let's see, scenery "destruction", athletics, carry the-  Okay Matt's modifier for this exactly matches the DC, so it is impossible for him to fail.  He does however, have a ridiculous time saving method even considering that.

  "Hey, the eternally damned guy next to you is dazed!"  This transparent ploy is helped by 'is a wall' not doing any favors for your insight checks, each victim grabbing for other victims in a confused but determined manner.  That dealt with, Matt grabs the dwarf by the shoulders (His being the most sturdy), and yanks the entire crowd to freedom like a barrel of monkeys championship winner.

  "Please crawl to safety in an orderly manner."

  Further into the next room, the Green dragon shakes her fist but does not move away from the indoor maelstrom.
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