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Post by twitchie1 on Apr 23, 2009 7:26:36 GMT -8
The Rage Raven:
Aryianna couldn't argue with that statement and bit her tongue. She wasn't one to question anothers religeon. "As long as you are not raising your fallen foes I won't question you or your religeon." She looked over at Elia. "One would hope that you are normal enough not to feast upon your fallen foes." She gave a chuckle placing the war axe into its proper place.
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Post by twitchie1 on Apr 23, 2009 7:30:37 GMT -8
The Spirit Speaker:
Mudtre was lost amongst the redscales. How on earth he lost Aryianna once more he was unsure but he reflected upon the past and realized this was becoming a terrible habbit. "Mesh hash to get bettersh at not looshin peoplesh."
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Post by Myridd on Apr 23, 2009 9:13:51 GMT -8
The Redscaled Crusader
Meepo laughs silently to herself, having her Maltuh preach and Aryianna's reaction. She didn't quite agree with eating your enemies either, but if it kept Maluth from wanting to eat her. . She would definitely continue to feed him.
She hoped they were making progress, and would soon find the other gnolls. The Redscales deserved better than this. So did the remaining whitescales, now that she thought about it. Perhaps she could propose some sort of . . truce?
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Post by Trailfoot on Apr 24, 2009 15:10:00 GMT -8
The next corridor leads to a chamber, one that, thankfully, you can see into before those inside can see out.
I say "thankfully" because there is a fire there, and around the fire is a group of eight gnolls.
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Post by Bladedancer on Apr 25, 2009 14:07:11 GMT -8
Elia
Well, this is going to be a little bit interesting. Elia drops to one knee and signals the others to be cautious, then takes a moment to study the gnolls. Eight at once was going to be a very messy fight, unless she could find some way to change the odds. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be...
Her nostrils twitched, slightly, and her smile narrowed. Keshok. They're burning Keshok. It only made sense - the moss was plentiful enough under ground - but the rusty barrel that held it didn't look stable at all, and Elia wouldn't have trusted something as potentially explosive as Keshok to such a frail device to keep only a little of it burning at a time. [Schrodinger's Panther to make "the fire" a barrel of something potentially explosive and flamey placed near the door of the chamber.] Elia breathed out a softly wicked chuckle, almost inaudibly, then signaled her companions to be ready. This was going to require precise timing or she was going to wind up as on fire as the gnolls, but that couldn't be helped. She picked the largest of the gnolls, silently drew her sword, and then plunged forward.
To the gnolls, it must have seemed like a visitation - a crimson-haired eladrin, blade flashing with lightning, appeared among them and drove her sword through the chest of the largest of them and then vanished again as swiftly as a bolt from the sky, leaving a vast crack of thunder in her wake that battered gnoll and object alike.
(Dimensional Thunder: Teleport 3 squares into the room, adjacent to the barrel, and attack the largest one: +11 attack vs. Fortitude, 2d8+9 damage, and ongoing 5 thunder damage (save ends) to each adjacent enemy, followed by a Fey Step back out into the dark. Hopefully doing enough peripheral damage to the barrel to set it off, as well.)
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Post by twitchie1 on Apr 25, 2009 18:43:51 GMT -8
The Rage Raven:
Aryianna watched the Eladrin teleport and scoffed charging into the room drawing her war axe in the process. "Death to those who defy me!" SHe shouts at the top of her lungs, throwing herself into the closest gnoll.
(Devastating Strike: +9 vs AC, 1d12+1d8+3, enemy gains +2 to attack against me till the end of my next turn.)
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Post by Nephallim on Apr 26, 2009 8:45:56 GMT -8
The Scalechanger
Maluth slid into the room with serpentine grace, quickly assessing the situation and hissing in amusement at Elia's ploy.
"Perfect," He purred as he shrank back down to his white-scaled form, lifting up his obsidian ritual dagger as he began to chant:"[draconic]Ember of the Great Serpent's rage, take light and scorch away this blasphemy![/draconic]." For an instant the obsidian shard seems as if lit from within, and then a fire springs up amongst the gnolls, centered on the bursting barrel.
((Minor Action: Wild Shape to Humanoid form. Standard Action: Flame Seed! Ranged 10; +6 vs Reflex; 1d6 + 1 fire damage, and the squares adjacent to the target become a fiery zone that lasts until the end of Maluth's next turn. Any enemy that enters the zone or startsits turn there takes 3 fire damage.))
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Post by Myridd on Apr 26, 2009 19:56:59 GMT -8
The Redscaled Crusader
Meepo seems a bit slow to act, or at least anyone who isn't Meepo might believe that. Meepo, however, had paused ever so slightly inorder for the others to draw the majority of the gnolls' attention.
She quickly scurries along the wall, and flanks one of the gnolls. She gives the gnoll a spikey toothed grin as she attacks with a flashy whip stroke!
((Flamboyant Strike: Encounter: 11 vs. AC. 2d4+8 damage +2d6 Sneak attack damage.))
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Post by Trailfoot on Apr 27, 2009 10:28:02 GMT -8
The Narrator
BOOM.
The explosion of the remarkably-convenient explosive barrel rocks the room, sending fragments everywhere and filling it with smoke (everyone gains the lowest sort of concealment from everyone else). The smoke smells awful and vaguely toxic. The two gnolls closest to the barrel are killed by the detonation, and the rest are slightly injured.
The heroes manage to completely get the drop on the gnolls, their attacks going true. No gnolls are killed, but four of the six remaining are injured by the attacks. But then they strike back! Their leader has engaged Elia, striking with an odd weapon that resembles a cylinder of steel with a short loop of chain attached and a spike on the opposite end. The gnoll hits, dealing significant damage (2d6+5).
Two gnolls engage each of Ariannya and Maluth, and one moves to engage Meepo. The other gnolls fight with more standard hand-axes. However, both those on Arannya and one on Maluth miss, with Maluth and Meepo each taking hits (1d8+4).
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Post by Myridd on Apr 27, 2009 10:47:58 GMT -8
The Redscaled Crusader
Meepo reacts quickly after being attacked, forcing herself not to pay attention to the wound on her side.
(( Riposte Strike! @ will: +11 vs. AC : 1d4+6 damage. If target attacks Meepo before her next turn, she makes a riposte strike as an immediate interrupt at +9 vs. AC dealing 1d4+2 damage.))
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Post by Bladedancer on Apr 27, 2009 20:31:54 GMT -8
Elia
A flick of magic and Elia's blade is sufficient to wrap a slender tendril of magic around the gnoll assailing Meepo (mark), ensuring that any attack on her allies will be unpleasantly repaid. That's unfortunately all the concentration she can spare from the rapid, vicious interplay of her blade across the strange weapon the leader flails at her with. His fury is more than sufficient to smash down the guard of any mundane sword... but then, there is nothing mundane about Elia's weapon, or the woman who wields it. That thought brings a smile to her lips through the blood from her bruised cheek, and she does the one thing the gnoll does not expect - she steps into him, ducking under the blow, her sword spinning in a blink-fast backhand thrust aimed to pierce his heart.
[Booming Blade, +11 attack bonus, 1d8+9 damage plus 1d6+3 thunder damage if he moves away from me next turn]
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Post by Trailfoot on May 1, 2009 9:09:43 GMT -8
The Gnolls
The flind - the gnolll leader - takes the hit from Elia's attack, flinching but responding. He grasps his flindbar firmly, using it to strike at her wrist. (Flindbar Wriststrike. 3d6+5 damage, and the target cannot use Encounter or Daily powers for the next round. Recharge 6.) He hits.
The gnoll facing Meepo takes the hit from Riposte Strike, swings, misses, sets off Meepo's riposte, and goes down!
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Post by Myridd on May 1, 2009 9:19:20 GMT -8
The Redscaled Crusader
Meepo sees her gnoll fall, and smiles grimly. She than catches glimpse of Elia and the flind. She immediately decides to help. Meepo charges! Performing a series of amazing gymnastic feats along the way.
((Handspring Assault:Daily: When charging, you can use this power instead of a basic melee attack, must be trained in athletics. +11 vs. AC. 3d4+8 damage (+2 added for charging) and +2d6 for sneak attack. After the attack you can shift two squares.))
After making her attack, Meepo scurries out of the Flind's range.
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Post by Bladedancer on May 1, 2009 14:05:57 GMT -8
Elia
Elia twisted away from the blow, buying herself a fraction of a second, and her fingers flash down the length of her blade trailing rimes of frost as a dragon's crashing roar fills the air and her blade plunges into the Gnoll's side with force even greater than his blow across her side.
(Immediate Interrupt: Frost Backlash. +11 vs reflex, 3d8+9 cold damage; half damage on a miss. )
The blow across her ribs may have split the skin and left blood trickling down her side, but Elia spun with the force of it, her red hair swirling in an invisible breeze, and tore her blade from the gnoll, snapping it around with a crack of thunder in a tight arc aimed to take his head from his shoulders.
[Booming Blade, +11 attack bonus vs AC, , 1d8+9 damage plus 1d6+3 thunder damage if he moves away from me next turn. Elia is also now bloodied - 27/61 HP remaining]
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Post by Trailfoot on May 2, 2009 8:31:56 GMT -8
Whack! The kobold's attack on the flind strikes true and hard, and the creature shudders from it.
Whack! Elia's interrupt hits it too, freezing shards erupting from its skin.
Whack! Elia's attack fells the beast, its flindbar lying beside it.
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