Finishing Strike (IC)

[Machinekng]

Halphax had been following the party with disinterest, his mind elsewhere, pondering philosophy.

But now it was back. It was time for action.

Halphax collected his thoughts. His focus sharpened, and energy flowed through his mind. He prodded it, pulled it, drawing a stream of invisible force into his bow, drawing it as he went. A ring, like that of bells tuned to perfection, rang out reverberating through the library.

It was time to return to the present, and to prove himself.

He would not be a burden.

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Intitiative: (d20+5)[6]
Standard Action: Manifest Metaphysical Weapon on Halpahx's Longbow.
Move Action: Draw Longbow

[Deathkeeper]

Alright, here's where being small starts to be annoying. I COULD run straight at the one in front of me and start smashing it...but in a two-on-one fight, I wouldn't last long. I'll just have to play it safe and hope that these things prove to be incredibly stupid or I get some backup.

Move to H6
Full Defense.

[BTB]

Whether it be to drunkenness or simple overuse, Kizziar could feel his holy powers weakening. It was clear they weren't quite packing the same punch as earlier. Still, he was being attacked, and his overconfidence in not drawing his axe was his folly. However, he was already going on faith in powers granted by Pharasma, might as well roll with it. These were undead. They had no right to exist here, and it was his duty to ensure they did not. Such was his way, and so again he let the powers flow through him.

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Already damaged these skulls, should finish them off, low on channels or not. Second verse, same as the first, rolling channel damage.
(1d6)[3]
If skull directly adjacent to me is dead, run 30ft straight north and yell "If any of you wish for magical protection from these creatures, call out so I may provide it"
If skull is not dead, 5ft foot step north and curse my, er, curse. Stupid standard action item retrieval.
In any case, down to one channel, so probably going to go all magic. Because it turns out I still have that.

[Fibinachi]

Liresha

Klen darted up ahead in a fluid movement but came to a stop near the corner. The walls gave away sharply and the nook could hide any particular fresh form of terror. Whatever the tengu was saying was enough to give him pause. He was further ahead than the rest of the group, and there was no one near to support him except a concussed looking librarian fending off a skull of his own. Liresha moved forward before she had really finalized the thought.

Liresha moves to H 8
"With you!"

This entire situation was strange and getting stranger. Floating skulls were widely known for their bibliophilia, sprouting ancient lore in some forgotten fairy tale or used by a wizard to store eons of knowledge. Not for harasssing workers in a library.

Off to the far right, beyond a both rows of tables, Kizziar, Abraham and Halphax were contending with their own mob of skulls. The half orc in particular still seemed to almost sway, which might explain why he wasn't dropping these skulls as easily as the others. Maybe his divine patron in realms immaterial didn't exactly appreciate drunken priests calling on up for aid. Still, he was doing something, channeling some form of force, because she could feel the same itching in the back of her brain and urge to sneeze as before. It lessened as she moved closer to Klen. Small mercy.

They were caught between the lonely skull on the right and whatever lay around the corner. The librarian didn't look like he was going to be able to help much, cowering as he was. They had to move.
Well, desperate straits. Maybe she could do something and just hope everyone else was too busy to pay much attention.

"You! Librarian! DUCK!"

Liresha stretched, finally uncoiling her tail from beneath her cloak. It felt fantastic, and now all she had to do was reach for the bandolier around her leg and pull out a flask carefully - like so - while pressing her claws together - like that - and then try to aim at the skull and not accidentally melt the librarian. She could feel the flask of acid shudder, almost twitching, in the grip of her tail. Ah, caustic fury in a bottle, so like the rolling, wretched sound in her ears...

Action, Turn 2

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Move action: Liresha moves to H 8 to support Klen.
Swift action: Liresha uncoils her tail and uses it to grab a flask of acid from her belt
Free: Speech, yell at the librarian.
Standard action: Liresha casts Acid Splash at the skull in K 6, using the flask of acid as a focus component for +1 damage.

Ranged Touch Attack, K 6, into Melee (-4)(d20-1)[10](9)
Damage, Acid: (1d3+1)[2](3)

[Machinekng]

Entered the eye of the storm.

He let his mind go blank, blocking out all sound.

His eyes darting around the room, casually observing the chaos around him, the shouting and the blazing furniture.

He stepped forward and drew an arrow, one of the blunt ones.

Which skull? Abraham and Kizzar had those closest to him.

Best the one near the other two. If they could knock it out quickly, it be easier to deal with the others.

Breathe in

Halphax nocked the arrow and swung his body into position, creating a straight line between him and the skull.

One of the civillians was in the way, probably wouldn't interfere, but he could get hurt.

Meh.

Breathe out.

Halphax made a few quick adjustments, and released his shot. As it flew through the air, he pushed the arrow with his mind, using the pyschic link he had just created. Hopefully, it would give him the edge he needed.

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Move: Move to J14
Free: Draw and Nock Blunt Arrow
Standard: Attack with Longbow (Bludgeoning) against the Skull at K6.
-Attack:[roll]1d20+4[/roll]
-Damage:[roll]1d8+1[/roll]

[Nihilarian]

With the skull next to him dead, Abraham flat out runs, trying to find a new enemy.

[Komodo]

With a deft backhand, Liresha knocked back the skull flying at her and sent it zooming back. The head hit a table and gave a loud "crack" sound. From that point on, the skull decided to change its lifestyle, opting to live a life inspecting the softness of the library's fine carpeting. Or maybe it was just damaged to the point of deanimation. Probably that.

Halphax prepared to enter the fray himself, pulling his bow and arming it, not with an arrow, but with the force of his mind...

ROUND 2

Klen moved ahead to face the skulls in the back corner. However, seeing the pair of them, one of which was on fire, he resolved to stay back until he had a helping hand to finish off these fiends. Instead, he held his mace in front of himself defensively, and braced himself for any attack.

Seeing an opportunity, a skull (not the flaming one) left off throwing itself against the wall and proceeded to throw itself against a tengu.
Attack: (1d20+1)[11]
Damage: (1d2)[1]

Coming up behind her feathered ally, Liresha summoned up a small orb of green energy-goo and launched it skullwards. Unfortunately, the librarian was too busy trying to avoid being hit by the skull himself to notice Liresha, and in her efforts to not hit him, her orb went wide. It flew for a bit, then fizzled away as it went beyond the range of the spell's ability to maintain it.

On the other side of the room, Kizziar summoned up his will and unleashed another burst of life-giving energy. The skulls around him hissed as white smoke evaporated off them yet again. Behind him, the skull that had hit him earlier fell lifeless to the ground, and two more similar thuds could be heard upstairs. The skull next to Abraham was shaken, but managed to still stay intact. Feeling the pressure on it, the skull fled between a pair of bookshelves, out of he way of the Paladin with the hammer.

Feeling a burst of confidence from the success of his spell, Kizziar moved forward and shouted to his companions, "If any of you wish for magical protection from these creatures, call out so I may provide it!" Then he jumped suddenly as he heard a loud, flat "THUMP" behind him. Turning, he saw a man in librarian's clothes lying flat on the ground, having apparently fallen from the second floor. He seemed conscious, although decently beat up.

Halphax moved forward and resolved to have better luck with the skull that Liresha had missed. Pulling an arrow as he moved forward, his reptilian eyes saw a gap as the poor fool ducked, and his sharp mind felt the path the arrow would follow. In one motion, he stretched and loosed his bowstring. An instant later, a cloud of bone dust exploded into the air as the blunt arrow smashed through the brittle cranium. Only the jawbone remained intact, and it fell harmlessly at the librarian's feet. The librarian proceeded to stomp on it, although it didn't move.

Meanwhile, the fire continued to spread, and the flaming skulls began to spread more mischief. The librarian from the closet ran forward, making sure to stay behind the heroes, while carrying as many flame-retardant blankets and sandbags as he could carry, continuing to fret about the burning tomes. Blankets may be treated as nets, albeit simple ranged weapons rather than exotic. Sandbags may be treated as splash weapons.

[Deathkeeper]

Now, these are much more favorable conditions. Although maybe I should have brought something for the flaming one. Oh, well. Lady Luck be with me!

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5-foot step to: I5
Full Attack:
Mace: (1d20+4)[6]
Damage: (1d8+1)[9]
Peck Attack! (1d20-1)[16]
Damage: (1d3+1)[2]

[BTB]

Kizziar attempts to prioritize what's happening around him. Undead are still flying about, and to make matters worse if left much longer they'd probably burn down the whole damned library. He could either begin fighting flames now, or continue to remove the undead from their unrightful existence.

Suddenly, a large thump from behind him. A librarian had fallen from the second floor. That's right, preservation of that which is not supposed to die was an important teaching too. Another course of action was now clear. He stepped back for a moment to the librarian, and touched him, casting a simple healing spell. "Pharasma bless you, now try not to do that again." After a moment's consideration he continued. "By the way, how would you feel about any books getting wet? As opposed to burned a crisp, I imagine it's not so bad." He stands back up, drawing his weapon and making a note to keep a cord attached more often if he couldn't go to a library without having to fight something.

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Cast CLW on librarian. Roll for healing.
(1d8+1)[8]

[Fibinachi]

Liresha

A blur of movement ended in a thumbing crash as something heavy fell from the second floor, while an arrow streaked past the librarian and through the floating skull. It exploded in a shower of fragments and dust. Lucky serendipity, the combination of bone dust and distance soaked up the flickering acidic remnants of her spell. At least the plush carpets wouldn't have any burn-- oh. Wait.

This entire library was a mad house.

Up ahead another floating skull, same clattering teeth and empty eye sockets as the rest, threw itself against Klen but he moved out of the way. Leaving an opening for her. Clever.

Liresha moves to G 6

They needed more blankets and more sandbags to contain the fires but if she left to get some, she'd leave Klen alone against the skulls. Ultimately Finishing Strike could rebuild the library and reacquire destroyed tomes, so there'd be little point in not taking care of matters first. She moved into the gap, curling her tail behind her to shelter the tiny vial of acid.

Matters turned out to be a skull with an insensate, deluded grin and bright flames licking its mandibles, bonfires in its eye sockets.
Matters were just consequently terrifying, weren't they?

Oh well, cry havoc and let lose the dogs of war against the burning, fiery monstrous skeletal menaces. The waves of heat coming of the flaming skull and the burgeoning fire eating through the shelves in back pressed were strangely inspiring and the floating things did seem brittle enough for fists. And it was then the otherwise quiet seeming tengu turned into a storm of feathers, talons, mace swings and snapping beak.

Liresha let a out a low grunt and joined in.

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Move action:Liresha moves to G 6, flanking the skull in H 5 with Klen
Standard Action: She bashes the skull in H 5 with her fist.
(d20+5)[18](23)
(1d4+2)[4]
Bludgeon damage.

[Nihilarian]

Abe spots the flaming skull, and changes course almost instantly. He charges the creature, bringing his hammer down to avoid smashing it against the bookshelves.

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Attack: (d20+7)[5](12)
Damage: (2d6+6)[3][4](13)

If I roll a critical, then

Crit Confirm: (d20+7)[6](13)
Crit Damage: [rollv]4d6+12

[Machinekng]

Halphax breathed in satisfaction as the skull burst into dust. He still had his edge.

Now time to use it.

He rushed ahead, his eyes spotting one of the flaming skulls. Landing into position, he drew another arrow.

Breathe in.

Liresha and Klen were in front of him, fighting another skull. They look like they had it under control.

He aimed his bow at the skull lurking behind Liresha, by the bookshelves, and nocked a blunt arrow.

Breathe out.

Wait a second...

Breathe in.

Liresha! Duck!

There we go

Breathe out.

The arrow slid out of his hand and rocketed forward, propelled by both the bowstring and his mental power.

It was a good shot.

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Move Action: Move to J8
Free Action: Draw Arrow.
Standard Action: Attack the Flaming Skull at F5
-Attack (1d20+5)[19]
-Damage (1d8+2)[6]

[Komodo]

ROUND THREE

Klen carefully moved forward and began to attack the skulls in the back niche. Stepping forward, he swung his mace, but slightly too high, and themace barely grazed the top of the disembodied cranium. The skull was unhurt, but was off balance just enough that the tengu saw an opening. He quickly jerked his head forward in a manner not unlike a rooster at feed or a woodpecker at work, and rammed the sharp of his beak into the skull's eye socket. As he returned to his fighting stance, he saw cracks running along the skull. Angered, the floating head-bone retaliated with a head-ramming of its own.

Attack: (1d20+1)[9]
Damage: (1d2)[2]

Seeing her feathered ally in combat with the skull, Liresha took the opportunity to slip in behind and lend a hand. Or a claw. Or five of them, as the case may be. Her fiendish claws found their mark: along one of the cracks Klen had created, and came down hard. Her claws dug into the crack and pried it open, pulling half the skull's face off. The other half struggled to stay afloat beginning to bite at the air with its loose jaw as though it could grab on to the air, but soon enough succumbed once again to the calling of gravity and the grave.

Across the way, Kizziar placed his hand on the fallen librarian's back. Concentrating, he conjured a few tongues of white light, which spread around the fallen man's body and then landed on his skin at various points, becoming absorbed into him. The man's bruises lightened, and his skin returned to the shade of black appropriate for a drow. Coughing, he stood up. "Gods bless you, too, orc," he spoke. "The books? As long as you don't submerge them, we can repair water damage. Thank you, and I pray you'll forgive me if I do not stay." With that, he pulled himself together and began retreating.

Halphax moved up just as Klen and Liresha finished off the skull. Not a second to soon in fact, as he noticed the skull was apparently having designs on a particular tiefling. Quickly drawing an arrow, he considered the best way to fire an arrow to maximize the amount of dead undead skull and minimize the amount of wounded teammate. Finding it, he loosed the arrow and directed it along its way with his mind. Liresha felt a rush of wind as the arrow slipped between strands of her hair, then heard a CRACK as the arrow connected with exposed bone. The skull was knocked back into a bookcase, where it hit a shelf and shattered.

Across from them all, the other flaming skull decided it had had enough of bookcases and decided to move on to a meatier target, and floated over toward Abraham. The paladin responded with a swing of his hammer. The swing was strong, but went wide of its mark. The skull quickly replied with an attack in kind.

Attack: (1d20+1)[4]
Damage: (1d2-1)[1] PLUS Fire Damage: (1d6)[6]
However, this provokes an attack of opportunity from you, which could negate the attack entirely.

From up above, the two skulls that had been previously bullying the librarian flew down, one attacking Kizziar, the other charging Halphax.

VS KIZZIAR:
Attack: (1d20+3)[6]
Damage: (1d2)[2]

VS HALPHAX
Attack: (1d20+3)[6]
Damage: (1d2)[2]

Neither of you are armed with melee weapons, but you may make Attacks of Opportunity against these skulls with Unarmed Strikes, if you wish.

Around them all, the fire continued to burn. Seeing a brace of deanimated skulls, the Librarian moved forward and clumsily threw a sandbag. It succeeded in choking only a small section of the flame.

[Nihilarian]

Attack of Opportunity

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Attack:(d20+5)[13](18)
Damage:(2d6+6)[3][2](11)

If Crit, then
Crit Confirm:(d20+5)[19](24)
Crit Damage:(4d6+12)[6][4][5][1](28)

[Deathkeeper]

Tch. The fires are getting bad. But there's not much I can do. I can't make water with my mind and a prayer. And speaking of His Drunken Holiness, looks like he's got his hands full. Let's work on that.
Just as always, nice running start, deep breath, and SWING!

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Move to M8
Attack: (1d20+4)[9]
Damage: (1d8+1)[5]

[BTB]

The smell of burning paper fills the air. The librarian told him water damage could be repaired, meaning that water damage was irrelevant compared to the fire. Certainly made the job easier, if he didn't have so many undead to contend with. Looked like holding back wouldn't be an option if the library were to be saved. And years of travel had taught him never to be one of the "odd" races fleeing from a burning building, whether in a particularly tolerant town or not. Nonetheless, the undead all around him had to be dealt with if the fire were to be, so he prepared one last channel.

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Standard Action: Channel Energy (Does not provoke AoOs, last use for today): (1d6)[2]
Move Action: Move to M4. This will provoke AoO from skull next to me if channel does not kill it.

[Fibinachi]

Liresha

Under the combination of their claw and beak, the skull crumbled. Crumbled half into her hands, which was momentarily distracting, but crumbled nonetheless. Liresha regained her composure with a deft shake of her hand, flinging the lump of bone at her feet.
Alas, poor Yorrick, fellow of infinite jest and snapping mandibles
A victory short lived, however, as the prickling at the back of her neck became unbearable. There was still another burning skull behind her and --

"Liresha! Duck!"

-- she was dropping into a crouch in an instant. Something tugged at her hair, passing by her neck followed by a movement of air, a loud crack, another noise as the skull slammed into a bookcase. The temperature dropped as if the flames were less insistent without a skull to goad them on.

Liresha carefully adjusted her hat. Her hands weren't shaking. Much.
Halphax was a very, very good shot. Masterful, even. Clearly he couldn't be a unskilled shooter merely getting lucky, since every single part of that shot had to have been expertly executed with absolutely no chance of her suddenly being the subject of an impromptu lobotomy.
Clearly. A man to be treasured.

The librarian next to Klen looked nonplussed while the tengu himself was already turning on his talons, sprinting towards Kizziar. Skulls, more skulls. Dropping down from the second floor. Something was very wrong with this library. Liresha followed the tengu past the harried looking man of books.

"You've got the fire handled, yeah? Got something to do, be a sec!"

Well, favors are best returned. The librarian would have deal with the fires alone for now.

"Halphax! Duck!"

The catalyst was still close. Roaring flames and confusion. She clenched her right hand into a fist and threw...

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Free action: Dropping half the skull at her feet is a free action.
Free action: Speech.
Swift Action: Adjusting her hat is probably a swift action.
Move action: Liresha moves to I 5
Free action: Speech
Standard action: Liresha casts Acid Splash (Again).

Ranged Touch Ac: (d20+3)[20]

Acid Damage: (1d3+1)[3]

[Machinekng]

Halphax took the cue from Liresha, and stepped back and under the orb of acid that flew past him. Careful to cover against retaliation, he took a few more steps back, and then swung his bow, using a blunt arrow, and fired at the skull near the Tengu. He wasn't sure, but it seemed like the acid would take out the one near him, while he wasn't so sure about the Tengu's swing.

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-5-Foot step to J7
Standard Action: Attack against the skull at N9.
-Attack: (1d20+5)[7]
-Damage: (1d8+2)[4]

[Nihilarian]

Abe takes a quick look around and sees only the regular skulls, so he sucks in a deep breath and bellows to everyone in the library, "THE FIRESTARTERS ARE GONE! GET WATER AND PUT THE FIRES OUT! SOMEONE CHECK UPSTAIRS!". Then he hefts his hammer and charges the skull south of him, bringing the sledge in a ponderous arc towards the brittle creature.

CHARGE

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Attack:(d20+7)[3](10)
Damage:(2d6+6)[3][1](10)

If Crit, then
Crit Confirm:(d20+7)[4](11)
Crit Damage:(4d6+12)[2][6][1][6](27)

[Komodo]

Though his first blow had gone wide, the flaming skull was too slow as it approached for another attack. Thinking quickly, Abe pulled his hammer back and pulled it back to jab at the skull. A bit of an awkward blow, but it sufficed. The hammer connected, and Abe slammed the skull into the floor, crushing it. Embers flew out in every direction as bone fragments flew off, but deprived of their energy source, they swiftly dissipated.

ROUND FOUR

Klen charged ahead toward one of the fewer remaining skulls and swung his mace in an unfortunate arc that failed to connect. The skull dropped out of the air just enough for the blow to hit the air above it, and then proceeded to fling its cranium at the tengu.

VS Klen:
Attack: (1d20+1)[9]
Damage: (1d2)[2]
Provokes AoO that may negate attack.

Across the tables from them, another hovering skull bolted forward, targeting a scale-skinned archer...

VS Halphax:
Attack: (1d20+1)[11]
Damage: (1d2)[1]

Halphax had been aiming an arrow at the skull Klen had swung at. Distracted by a sudden high-velocity head suddenly taking up a rapidly-increasing amount of his field of view, Halphax loosed the bowstring too early, and his arrow went wide.

Before he had an opportunity to react, a green blob flew over his shoulder, missing him by what felt like a very narrow margin, and struck the skull directly in the nasal cavity, covering its face with green goo, that proceeded to steam and burn the unprotected bones like the acid it was. A glance over his shoulder showed him the source of the attack: His tiefling teammate, whose scarf failed to hide her bemused expression. As he glanced back, he saw the skull let off a by-now-familiar stream of white smoke, and the orc was in his casting stance, before bolting. Between the acid and the life energy, the skull collapsed to the ground and stopped moving.

Seeing the flaming skulls finally extinguished, Abe gave a shout and charged the final remaining skull within his sight. He missed. Out of the corner of his eye, Klen saw Abe make an expression as his hammer swung ineffectually through the air, but couldn't quite make out exactly what the expression was meant to convey. Eh, humans.

The fire began to be rather audible as it grew and ran its way over shelves. The librarian with the fire-fighting equipment dropped a blanket over a bit of burning carpet, then ran with all his might toward the fire on the other side. "The books, oh, the books!" he fretted. Glancing at the heroes, he yelled, "No need to find water, please! Grab a blanket, grab a sandbag, hurry!"

You notice that a few of the librarians began to work their way toward the stairs, probably at Abe's urging.

[Deathkeeper]

Before I do anything, let's see about that AoO, shall we?

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(1d20+4)[19]
(1d8+1)[7]

[Komodo]

After having missed with the first blow, Klen had prepared himself to strike true on his next swing. As the skull brought itself close, Klen swung once again, this time, connecting, and connecting hard. The skull flew backwards with the force of the blow, knocking against the lip of the secone floor and coming crashing back down.

With that, the last of the skulls had been defeated. Or, wait, had there been one more? If there had been, it was out of sight, and likely less dangerous than a raging fire.

[BTB]

Undead all dead. Good. Fire everywhere. Bad. May want to take care of that.

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Action: Move to O3, CREATE WATER ON EVERYTHING (Downpour on fire, focused on R2 and S2)

[Fibinachi]

Liresha

Her incantation had worked! The skull was defeated and Halphax was not acid scarred in the least. Liresha gave him a quick wink as she spun around to face the fires. Skull for a skull so they were even so far.

Her bemused smile quickly turned bitter. Flames were licking the shelves, fed on the ancient scrolls and books while the plush carpeting did little to abate the spread. And the librarian - after dropping a single blanket - had decided to try and make it to the other side. Her pockets were loaded with basic gear but nothing in the way of firefighting. It just wasn't the kind of thing she normally prepared for.

She shook her head.
Well, Kizziar and Klen would find a way. Abraham and Halphax could keep the straggling skulls away from anyone and, lo and behold, that left one fiery inferno for her.

Liresha cracked a quick grin.

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Liresha moves to F 5 and stepping quickly, stomps on the blanket to kill any remaining fires. Then she picks up the blanket, preparing to throw it at E 2 next round - without folding it or anything else.
[roll]d20+4[/roll]
This is move action + a move action.

[Komodo]

With a quick prayer to Pharasma, Kizziar focused on the shelves and gestured in a practiced fashion. Instantaneously, a small gathering of thick clouds appeared between the shelves. Heavy with water, the clouds created a mini-rainstorm on the flames, creating a gush of steam and hissing as the fire was choked. There were still more flames, however.

Across the way, Liresha picked up the flame blanket and observed the shelves. Looking at them more carefully, she noticed the fire was spreading southward along the bookshelves. Perhaps it would be better to stop the smaller flames before they could spread further, rather than tackle the shelves that were already deeply burning.

The librarian, seeing hope as Kizziar and Liresha leapt into action, tossed a pair of sandbags toward Klen and Abe. "You two!" He called. "Take these and go down that shelf. Don't let it spread to the other shelves!" With that, he moved into the shelf he was himself closest to and began tackling the fire from the middle.

Before they could act, however, Klen and Halphax both noticed something out of the corner of their keen, inhuman eyes. Turning their heads, they saw one skull darting with as much speed as it was able out of a pair of shelves and flying up the stairs, beating the drow and the other scholar up the stairs. What it was planning on, they couldn't guess, but they did see that the skull was turned to look into what appeared to be a row of separated offices on the library's south side. Hmm...

[Deathkeeper]

Well, that's no good. But truth be told, these things weren't that tough, and the fires were currently posing more of a danger than the tiny undead. Decisions, decisions. Fine. But if I find out that all I'm saving is elven poetry, I will not be happy.
Turning to Halphax,
Get after that thing! We've got this!

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Free actions: Catch sandbag, speech.
Move action: Move to R7
Standard Action: Throw Sandbag to T6

[Nihilarian]

Abe wasn't a genius but happily that didn't matter because he was still smart enough to know that fire was bad. He'd worked on houses before and understood how easily building could go up in flames; how hot would a library burn? Abe catches the sandbag and moves down the shelves towards the fire, trying to smother the life out of the flickering menace.

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Free Action: Catch bag (reflex?)
Move Action: Move to Q7
Standard Action: Throw sandbag at fire in U6 (No penalties are being applied)

Sandbag: (d20+1)[9](10)

[Machinekng]

Halphax called back to the Kenku.

"I'm on it!"

Halphax dashed out, around the tables, and up the stairs, readying himself for the shot. Couldn't see the skull from that angle, just needed to move in a bit closer...

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Double Move to E14

[BTB]

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Actions: Move to P5, cast Create water focused on T and U 6.

Better put that fire out before it spreads to the next shelf. The books themselves didn't mean much to him, but the faster they finished here, the faster they would get to the caves and get something done. There would be time for patience later. This many undead flying about could not be coincidence, clearly something was causing them, and he must stop it. For now though, a more mundane fire was the issue

[Komodo]

Abe and Klen deftly snatched their sandbags from the librarian's toss and duck behind the shelf. Klen throws first, and his sandbag weakens the flames. Abraham's chokes it out entirely. A portion of the shelf looked badly damaged, but they had prevented the fire from spreading.

Following his teammate's urging, Halphax began running toward the stairs. The skull was ahead of him, however, and seemed to be moving with some intent and direction, in odd contrast to the randomly destructive fashion the skulls had been showing to that point.

ALL THE ABOVE WAS ROUND FIVE
START OF ROUND SIX

Kizziar's second orison soaked the carpet, but put out the flames on the floor. The librarian in front of him ran ahead and began patting at the mildly burning bookshelves with a thick retardant blanket. It seemed the fire on this side of the library was contained.

Above and behind him, Halphax heard shouting. From the offices along the back wall, he could hear, "No! Protect the circle NO!!" From the bottom of the steps, however, he could not get a decent view as to what was going on...