[Game Thread] [Chapter Zilch] Myth busters

[Hanz]

Sir Galahad's swift sword motions are not in vain, for he swiftly injects the razor-sharp iron blade into the bowling orgy of centipedes, as he hears the sound of another centipede's spine shattering, it is immediately flung out from the ball, decreasing it's size, but this time the centipede was on a course to slam directly into Sir Galahad.

OOC Sir Galahad must Roll a successful Reflex Save to dodge the incoming Centimissile.

[dbaque]

OOC Dice Reflex save: d20+1 (12)+1 Total = 13

[Hanz]

To much of Sir Galahad's misfortune, the centipede flies in swiftly, as it's body kicks Galahad in the stomach, he begins to fling off for about two feet before slamming into the cold ice, what a powerful hit, who knew that the centipede would be able to kick his ass even while dead?

OOC 9 Damage.

[Herb]

Pushing himself on to catch up with the rolling ball of creatures still aiming his blade towards the weak points of the chitinous armour.

Action HP: 11/11 AC: 18 Attack: Dice Attack: 1d20+3 (20)+3 Total = 23 Crit 23 Dice Crit Comfirmation: 1d20+3 (2)+3 Total = 5 Not Crit Damage: Dice Damage: 1d8+2 (1)+2 Total = 3 3

[Hanz]

OOC Confirm Crit.

[jaerauq]

ooc (OY wait I go first, you aggro pack of sword spinning, derpasaurs!! So none of that happened yet in the turn order right Hanz? )

Amery rolled over and jumped to her feet. She was still in pain, and blood covered her face where she had coughed it up. She looked gruesome and her armor was pierced. But she still had determination. She forced herself to limp away from the melee, glancing down at Cecile and his hand crossbow...
Wait... where did he hide that?
She had tended to his wounds and felt most parts of his body, except for that one place, Korada save her, but that would be nasty.Its possible it could have been hidden around his thighs or groin area, but the thought of searching there had made her blush in her half-drunken stupor. She turned away from Cecile, and brought up her shield again, sure to keep her distance this time from Centipede like creatures. She rose her morningstar high, and it glowed with divine light.

Blessed Kor...Korada...huh... screw the ceremony, just bloody kill the bastards for me! Please! Hand of the Acolyte. Magic Domain Power 6/day.Hand of the Acolyte!

And she tossed her shining Morningstar at the Centipede ball...

ACTIONS Hand of the Acolyte: Wisdom based Ranged attack 30 ft with Belfry bat the Morningstar. Returns to Sender instantly at no extra action. Dice Roll: 1d20+4 (1)+4 Total = 5 If Hit Dice Roll: 1d8+2 (1)+2 Total = 3

Init: 21
AC: 18/11/17
HP: 5
Action: Hand of the Acolyte

[Hanz]

Fumble Critical Fumble! You made him bigger! D: Target increases one size category for 1d4 rounds. Dice Roll: 1d4 3

It seems that Amery's rushed words and non-focus lead to a very bad result, she had channeled some odd divine magic which had a very interesting side effect.
It made the creature larger! but the worse thing about this is that you made THREE centipedes bigger.
So now, instead of having three large centipedes clasped together, you have three HUGE centipedes clasped together.
They wind up, grateful for Amery, they postpone her death by aiming for Galahad and rushing back towards him for another attack. Sir! Watch out! it's coming straight for you! says Cecile, warning Galahad.



Thanks to Cecile's warning, Galahad is able to anticipate the attack, and roll out of the way gracefully.

[dbaque]

His ribs badly bruised and his head reeling as if concussed, Galahad tries to shake it off. Toning his reckless combat down, he carefully approaches the giant vermin (no little confusion at their augment). The tiefling sends another fierce sword stroke to the monsters.

Stats Initiative: 18 Hp: 3/12 AC: 20/11/19 CMD: 15 Spd: 20' Actions: Move: engage giant centipedes Standard: attack centipedes with Power Attack Attack: Dice Roll: d20+4-1cx,19 (3)+4-1 Total = 6 (6) Damage: Dice Roll: d8+3+2 (2)+3+2 Total = 7 (7)

[jaerauq]

As the morningstar returned to her open hand, and she saw the flash of released light, she squealed and nearly wet herself. She caught herself, not wanting to do such a thing when she was supposed to be a stalwart servant of Korada The Centimbodia were nearly twice as big as they had started, and in this tiny cavern too.

"OH MY... I'm sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen! I'm sorry!" Amery's eyes well up with tears as she sees the writhing mass approach Galahad. She'd screwed up big time, and she was low on Orisons in a bad way... she could attempt the Hand of the Acolyte again, or she could try to grab up the boar spear from behind her. Her shield was tightly gripped however, so she dropped it.

"Ok now I remember the words! Sorry! We can still do this! Or... maybe..."

Maybe we can't? She felt Deja Vu all over again, the entrance beckoning her to flee into the wilderness and get safety. Maybe she'd find some soldiers who'd take her as Camp Follower? She could...

No... No not at again. I'm not gonna abandon these men like she'd abandoned the Seneschal and Pudd. She was going to fight for Sumdiveas or die for it. No middle ground.

She began humming again and focused her mind, not even saying the words this time. She had to remain focused, and alcohol didn't make it easy.

Then Korada's voice returned from inside her, somewhat stuntedly due to her intoxication and quavering fear, but still there. It was a breakthrough, but she still felt uneasy. She did not even know these words. But her eyes turned bright white as she tried again.

By thy Mand Oh, Pantheon and Korada's might, Make mine Heaponed wand of the Shmacolyte!

As the words came out... she knew she had to sop drinking.

HAND OF THE ACOLYTE COME ON BABY! Dice Roll: 1d20+4 (1)+4 Total = 5 Dice Roll: 1d8+2 (4)+2 Total = 6

Init: 21
AC: 18/11/17
HP: 5
Action: Hand of the Acolyte

[Hanz]

Fumble Critical Fumble! Struck by the Ugly Forest! Take 1 CHA bleed.

Amery's focus seems to have seriously been damaged, as she casts the spell, she loses focus, as the spell backfires and damages her physiologically.

Amery looks down at her nose, and notices that her face had been riddled with black spots, ugly black spots that make her look incredibly uncharismatic.

On the other hand, Ferris leaps into combat as he lunges his blade into the giant centipede, however, it's clear that the centipede took little to no damage from the attack.
Sir galahad on the other hand, couldn't even catch up with the rolling ball of death, what with his damaged ribs.

OOC Enjoy the Facial curse, Cleric scum!

[dbaque]

Undaunted (though fully aware that they had to fell these things yesterday), Galahad swipes his fierce sword into the beasts.

Stats Initiative: 18 Hp: 3/12 AC: 20/11/19 CMD: 15 Spd: 20' Actions: Move: engage giant centipedes Standard: attack centipedes with Power Attack Attack: Dice Roll: d20+4-1cx,19 (16)+4-1 Total = 19 (19) Damage: Dice Roll: d8+3+2 (3)+3+2 Total = 8 (8)

[Herb]

Trying to keep abreast of the situation Ferris pushed himself after the ball always finding himself just that little bit too behind causing his attacks to deal little damage or skitter off the carapace, but undaunted by the increased size he thrusts and slashes again towards the cracks in the carapace joints.

Actions Initiative: 11 HP: 11/11 AC: 18 Attack: Dice Melee Attack: 1d20+3 (3)+3 Total = 6 6 Damage: Dice Damage: 1d8+2 (6)+2 Total = 8 8

[Hanz]

with one powerful strike, Sir galahad's blade delivers one last powerful blow into the heart of the circulation, as it collapses in on itself from the inside, it squeezes tight as all three centipedes are launched out, in a graceful motion, leaving behind a stinking pile of green oozy gore.

OOC Congratulations! You've defeated the mighty centipede orgy. +3000 XP destributed among the party. (1000 XP each)

[Hanz]

Holy ****, I think Amery just died twice during this fight... What the hell was that thing? says Cecile, while strapping his Crossbow back to his belt.

It seems the threat is over for now, and everyone is tired and wounded. You can still hear the sounds of these bloodthirsty centipedes coming from the pit below, as if mourning the loss of their adults.

OOC Centipede meat can be cooked well if you roll a Profession (Cooking) check with a DC 10. if you fail the check you can roll a Survival check ( DC 18 ) to try to cook it again.

[dbaque]

The adrenaline rush ebbs leaving Galahad feeling drained. He cleans the ichor off his sword before sheathing it. Still breathing hard but shallowly, he stumbles over to Amery and, crouching by her, looks her over: "Are you alright, Sister Amery?" The angry glow of his eyes has noticeably faded, replaced by genuine concern. From what he could tell, she is in better shape than he is.

To the question posed, he answers: "A centimbodia swarm, of course." The tiefling turns to look hard at the prisoner, caught between thanking him for the assistance and chewing him out for the concealed weapons. He settles for a simple "Thanks, by the way ... What is your name, anyway?"