After Quindil takes a frosty hit Falk moves in and cast a spell upon the flying woman.

She was mid sentence when suddenly the words stopped coming from her mouth. She look down upon Falk very angry. Falk smiles when he starts to hear her voice inside his head. "You have silinced me for now, but i will silence you forever!!!!

OoC:Myth -DM- rolled 24 using 1d20+5 spell resist

Vespian steps 30 feet through the doorway and casts upon the summoned creature. "DOOM!"

17:12, Today: Vespian St.Brandi rolled 4 using 1d20+3. Doom (W S DC 16 Negates) (1d20+3 For Res.
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Move Action- Normal Movement
Action- Cast Doom

"Oh well, it is after all why we came here..."  Erdthar charges the large beast, hoping others keep the flying demonic babe off his back.

14:20, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 11 using 1d20+10. Charge attack (Power attack 5, 2-hands).

Unfortunately, his inept charge is botched badly.

OOC:
I roll more 1's...

Pello is right on Falk's heels, and raises his hands, already starting to cast a spell, before Falk is quite finished.

"Pyro Explosio Arata. Actoros!"

A small bead of fire whips from Pello's finger, and impacts with the Succubus, creating a satisfactory explosion.

"Whohoo! Can you take the heat?"

Pello dances a little jig. Badly.

OOC: Move forward 15 ft, cast fireball.
21 damage, DC 19 for half
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More mid round action because I am waiting for a response so here goes a lucky twisted piece of faith.

The fight finally comes to life as everyone enters the room.

Erdthar blast out in a charge.....He takes two steps when the world around him slows to nothing, completely stopped....He foresees in his mind's eye that his angle of attack is slightly off and that his swing will go wild. The veteran warrior mentally adjusts his posture and grip... as time starts to move again and the chaos continues…the orc continues in stride with a new clarity.

so I am giving you a re-roll and taking the 11 as it stands for your init. Good luck on the reroll bro.

Initiative:
Quindil: 22  -28 hp unless saved
Pello: 21
Enemy: 19
Falk: 14
Vespian: 13
Erdthar: 11

Quindil: 22  -28 hp
Pello: 21
Enemy: 19
Falk: 14
Vespian: 13
Erdthar: 11 -37 hp

Succubus: -9 hp
Retriever:

The battle begins to rage.

Quindil stumbles a bit and then takes defensive action.

Pello launches a fireball toward the succubus and the fire sets a blaze (Pello made Sr with 23)

With Erdthar in front of it the retriever lets lose a barrage of attacks with its claws. All four of the claws rake into Erdthar causing him to bleed badly. (23, 23, 28, 32. -37 hp) The creature does not speak it just looks down and stares at Erdthar.

The Succubus looks down to Falk and speaks inside his mind ”I suggest that you use that weapon against your little firey friend there, otherwise my pet will destroy you!” She smiles, knowing that no one can hear her other than Falk. Cast Suggestion upon Falk, DC: will 21

Falk silences the Succubus

Vespian cast a spell upon the retriever and soon realizes that it is immune to mind influencing effects such as fear.

Erdthar………… swings his axe

Death looks eminent for the group if they are not to change their tactics and start killing shit.



OoC: seriously, you all need to pull out the stops. I warned you that it was going to be tougher than your average fight, but the rewards will pay off ten fold, if you live. Time to change up some tactics.

Pello pales as he sees the ferocious monster claw into Erdthar.

"Hell, if I'm staying down here!" he says to no one in particular, and quickly pulls a scroll from his bandoleer. Quickly reciting the spell on the scroll, he throws the now blank scroll away, and then levitates 20 feet into the air.

Falk Zumbe rolled 9 using 1d20+7. Will Save

Falk looks up at the flying gnome, then glances at his battleaxe. He then shrugs and moves up to the big bad beastie. "I Curse you!" He shouts.

Falk Zumbe rolled 23 using 1d20+5. melee touch attack.

And he does; he touches the beast and then says "Indecisiveness!"

Falk Zumbe rolled 17 using 1d20+5. SR?.

Will Save DC 16 negates

Curse: "Each turn, the target has a 50% chance to act normally; otherwise, it takes no action"

OOC: Sorry, am currently on nightshift and doing some overtime, so I haven't had much time.

Quindil moves in to attack the oversized crab-monster-of-doom-thingy.

Moving to the right side of the monster.

Quindil Liahstia rolled 21 using 1d20+10. Attack Roll.

Quindil Liahstia rolled 9 using 1d8+4. Damage?

"Let the dance Begin. You Bitch!"
Vespian takes off in flight, charging up ad towards their flying opponent
Vesp will use her turn to fly and close the distance between herself and the Succubi

His charge failing in miserable failure, Erd nonetheless stands his ground and swings away at the threat.


OoC:
16:33, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 26 using 1d20+6. Attack 1, PA 5.
16:35, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 19 using 1d8+12. Damage Attack 1.

Axe crit is x3, so a crit is an extra 2d8+24 if it confirms
16:33, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 18 using 1d20+6. Confirm Crit.
16:35, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 31 using 2d8+24. Crit Damage .

16:33, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 10 using 1d20+6. Attack 2, PA 5.
16:36, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 13 using 1d8+12. Damage Attack 2.

Quindil: 22  -48 hp Down!
Pello: 21
Enemy: 19
Falk: 14
Vespian: 13
Erdthar: 11 -49 hp

Succubus: -9 hp
Retriever: -59hp

Death on wings it would seem.

Quindil takes his chances as he stays in the fight dealing some damage to the large beast. He dodges right and stabs out with his sword. The blade gets past the creatures hard skin, cutting it open a bit.

Pello takes his chances with the winged vixen above him as he reads the last spell from a scroll found earlier in his career. The parchment turns to dust as Pello lifts up into the air. Although, he doesn’t have much control of his movement other than up and down. Up looks ok, but down is looking bad.

The “pet” sees Quindil approaching and lashes out at him with his legs. The first three legs barley misses the elf, but the fourth and final leg hits home, hard. The retriever’s claw pierces into Quindils stomach nearly taking his insides out as the creature pulls back his claw. ( 32 confirmed crit. -20hp) Quindil quivers for a minute as he sees his insides ripped open he then falls to the floor, as he bleeds out.

The retriever after felling Quindil strikes out with its jaw and bites Erdthar near the shoulder. It tries to pick the orc up but Erdthar jerks away from the beast tearing his own flesh with the beast’s mouth. (21 hit, -12 HP) Erdthar reels from the pain as he bleeds badly.

The winged Vixen looks on as Vespian approaches on the wing. She speaks inside Vespian’s head ”My sister I pity you for such weak slaves. They are not to my liking. Perhaps we can bargain a deal?” She smiles as she wiggles her fingers and nose. Vespian starts to feel a bit of an attraction to the evil women. (Cast Charm Monster. Will DC:  20. Veps gets a +5 because of combat. Vesp rolled 25!) Vespian knows that the woman is trying to turn her, but Vespian can do nothing but smile as the wicked women screams out. ”You and your slaves will die!”

Falk ignores the orders that he was given from the winged witch as he moves forward and curses at the large beast. The curse works and may even be that which saves Quindil and Erdthar, time will tell.

Vespian keeps the evil vixens spell at bay and is not affected. She closes the distance between the two and she will be face to face with the creature within seconds, make that milliseconds

Erdthar’s eyes turn red as he has nearly bled out, but the orc stops at nothing but victory. He swings and strikes the beast before him shredding upon the tough hide. Erdthar roars as the beast staggers back, it is not dead yet, but it just got a big hurting.

OoC: Way to blast erd! And good luck Vesp had on the save throw. Things are looking better, well not for quin.
Sorry don’t have a map update yet, but everyone is where they said they are.

Looking up, Vespian seems to be handling the Succubus nicely, while below Quindil has fallen. Deciding to lend a bit of fire support, Pello aims at a point behind the Retriever and unleashes a fireball, catching the demon in the edge of the explosion, but leaving his companions unhurt.

OOC: Toast Retriever.
Damage: 17, Reflex save DC 19 for half.

Quindil lies on the floor, staining it with blood.  He makes a feeble attempt to gather his scattered entrails and stuff them back in before blood loss puts an end to his brief adventuring career.

Quindil: 22  -48 hp Down!
Pello: 21
Enemy: 19
Falk: 14
Vespian: 13 -6hp
Erdthar: 11 -49 hp

Succubus: -9 hp
Retriever: -59hp



Vespian closes quickly on her target she doesnt slow down as she approaches but instead runs right into the helmed woman. She smashes into the woman and attempts to latch on. Vespian nearly snatches onto the sucubi when suddenly she feels a warm substance along her face, soon she realizes what the warm substance is as it drains down her face and into the corner of her mouth. The warmth is Vespian's blood. It seems that the sucubi was able to fend off the attack with a lightning fast slashing of her claw across Vespians face.

The two now enter into the dance of death nearly a hundred feet off the deck.

OoC: Grapple failed due to succeful AOA.
27 hit -6hp
You can attempt to start another grapple or make other attack arangments

Back to the battle!
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Falk backs off the Retriever and behind Erd. He casts Endurance on him.

+4 Constitution

Quindil's spirit forsakes its earthly bonds and leaves the material plane, hopefully to make its way towards the Morninglord's House of Nature.

"Argh..............!"  Erdthar foamed at the mouth and stepped in swinging.

OOC:
enter rage:  +4 Str, +4 Con, +2 to will saves, -2 to AC
13:55, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 26 using 1d20+13. Attack 1.
14:00, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 17 using 1d8+9. Damage 1.

13:56, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 31 using 1d20+13. Attack 2.
14:00, Today: Erdthar Grimear rolled 10 using 1d8+6. Damage 2.

Rethinking her options.,

"You know,, you got some moves, however,, let me show you a trick mom taught me when you weren't around."

The Falchion flys hard and fast as Vespian swings against the Succubus.

17:17, Wed 06 Aug: Vespian St.Brandi rolled 10 using 2d6+4. potential damage.

Quindil: 22  -48 hp Down!
Pello: 21
Enemy: 19
Falk: 14
Vespian: 13 -6hp
Erdthar: 11 -44 hp (20 temp HP, +4 con from Falk and +4rage)

Succubus: -19 hp
Retriever: dead

Poor poor Quindil lies nearly motionlessly upon the floor. He has some hope as he is breathing, but not very well. Someone needs to do something for the poor guy.

Pello tries his beast to help out the downed elf. He launches one of his toasty fireballs behind the large retriever. The blast hits the creature hard and with its big form it is unable to get out of the way. Erdthar feels the heat but is not damaged by the fireball in anyway.

The retriever goes after Erdthar it swings with its four claws, but only one of the pinchers can connect. (15 hit -15hp)

The succubus lashes out again at Vespian, this time her claws both miss and she hisses through the helm ”you will die my dear!”

Falk cast a spell upon Erdthar that boost his strength and stamina.

Vespian slashes into the vixen woman with her sword and cuts her across the face, the two ladies have nearly matching scars. The sword knocks the helm loose and it plummets to the ground 100’ below.

The vixen woman screams ”NO….. not the Thrall. You have no business with that kind of power, it will destroy you if I don’t first!” He claws raise as she readies to slash Vespian apart.

The helm falls to the floor with a loud clunk as it does so a deep voice rings through the halls ”Sons of Moradin! A lass you have shown yourselves. My eyes are no open and I can see, blast that demon to the hells I say! Blast them now I say!” The voice comes from all over the hall as if it is the hall itself speaking.

As the voice rings, the retriever beast shudders and then visibly shrinks to a much smaller size.

Erdthar in a rage cuts loose on the now smaller beast. His axes cuts deep into the beast and cuts it in half dropping it to the floor in a pile of ashes.

The only threats left in the room are the flying vixen and this unknown voice.

With the demise of the Retriever, and the fall of the helm, Pello quickly descends to the floor and darts over to it.

With a Roar of triumph when his opponent crashed to the ground in a pile of ash, Erdthar looks toward the ceiling and cocks his arm to throw his mighty axe.  He pauses however, and stares up with a tusky smile.

Apprently, he enjoys the view, looking up the skirts the demonic babes.

Falk starts to cast a spell on the succubus, but before he's even halfway done, he can feel the magic being drained by the succubus' powers. His spell is wasted

Casting Blindness
Falk Zumbe rolled 14 using 1d20+5. SR check

Quindil walks serenely towards the House of Lathander.  He is mildly put out to see a note pinned to the door.

Note:

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Back in 10.
          - L

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Somewhat dejected, Quindil sits down on the front steps and waits.